Bibi Dong's Possessiveness and Nan Feng's "Big Toys"

Forgot?

Bibi Dong's expression stiffened.

How could she possibly forget?!

She lowered her eyes, and that brutal battle from years ago involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Back then, she had led a large force of Spirit Hall elites across the ocean in high spirits, hoping to conquer Sea God Island, only to suffer an unprecedented defeat.

Even now, Bibi Dong could not forget the look in Bo Saixi's eyes when she had looked at her.

That Sea God Douluo had watched her quietly, without a victor's arrogance, nor any contempt or hatred toward Spirit Hall.

There had only been an indelible longing, along with a trace of loneliness and sorrow that could not be concealed.

"You have the bearing of an old friend."

How could she have forgotten that affectionate, regret-filled gaze?!

Not only had she not forgotten, she had even spared Bibi Dong's life because she bore some resemblance to Nan Feng, or perhaps because they shared certain traits of the Spider Emperor Martial Soul!

Bibi Dong's heart pounded wildly as an indescribable sense of danger and bitterness surged through her.

She absolutely could not let Nan Feng find out about this!

That little ungrateful brat before her seemed rational and clear-headed, but he was fiercely protective of his own.

If he learned that Bo Saixi had worn that so-called Heart of the Tide on Sea God Island, guarding his memories and waiting for him for decades, what if he got carried away, felt guilty toward her, and abandoned Bibi Dong to return directly to Sea God Island?

She had finally grasped this ray of light in the depths of despair. She would never allow anyone to take him from her.

Not even the High Priestess of Sea God Island!

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed every ripple in her eyes.

When she raised her head again, her face had already returned to a calm, unconcerned expression.

She quietly changed the subject. "Other than this Three-Phase Star Bell, did you make any other Soul Tools afterward?"

"Of course I did!"

The moment his proud creations were mentioned, Nan Feng immediately perked up.

He sat cross-legged on the grass and proudly raised his chin. "During those years on Sea God Island, I researched quite a few interesting things."

"After all, I was already level ninety-nine then. My cultivation had completely stalled, and the divine inheritance could not be activated for the time being. Since I had nothing better to do, I devoted most of my energy to developing new Soul Tools."

As he spoke, Nan Feng casually swiped through the air. Amid a ripple of spatial fluctuations, a pile of strange metallic objects with cold gleams clattered onto the grass.

Bibi Dong lowered her head curiously. The shapes of those things were utterly unfamiliar to her, completely beyond the scope of traditional cold weapons.

Nan Feng picked up the longest one and displayed it to Bibi Dong as though presenting a treasure.

"First, my favorite big toy—Space-Splitting."

It was a long, cold-looking tubular object, around 1.2 meters in length, with a non-reflective matte-black finish.

"It's made entirely from Star-Patterned Secret Silver."

Nan Feng pointed at the dark barrel and explained, "It has dual composite arrays inscribed inside: armor-piercing and soul-gathering. This thing doesn't require physical ammunition. Its fixed Soul Power magazine directly draws out the user's Soul Power and compresses it into dangerous high-energy beams! The longer it charges, the greater the power when it fires."

Next, he picked up a small, exquisite silver object no larger than his palm.

"This is called Bee Sting. It's made from precious Light Spirit Silver, so it's extremely light and can easily be hidden under a sleeve or belt. It's automatic. Pull the trigger, and it sprays high-density Soul Power needles at an incredibly rapid rate."

Then Nan Feng kicked several fist-sized metal spheres on the ground, their surfaces covered in honeycomb-shaped energy-gathering grooves.

"Sky-Shattering Thunder. It contains extremely unstable Crimson Flame Crystals. After it's thrown, there's a three-second delay. Once the three seconds are up, the Crimson Flame Crystal instantly vaporizes and causes a violent explosion."

"This silvery-white little cylinder with a crystal lens on top is called Soul-Lost Flash. It delivers a dual physical strike of intense light and sound waves."

"The burst of light released upon detonation can blind visual-type Soul Masters for more than three seconds! At the same time, the high-frequency Soul Power shockwaves can forcibly interrupt an opponent's mental concentration."

"For enemies standing still and charging up their ultimate moves, this thing is an absolute nightmare!"

Finally, Nan Feng dragged over a gigantic object forged from Crimson Flame Iron.

Six thick metal tubes were combined together, and its base had to be specially mounted on the ground.

"This big guy is called Raging Waves. Its core mechanism is overheated Soul Power discharge. Once activated, it can fire more than six hundred high-pressure compressed Soul Power rounds per minute! It directly creates an impenetrable wall of firepower at the front!"

After introducing them all like treasured possessions, Nan Feng looked at Bibi Dong with anticipation written all over his face.

Yet Bibi Dong's expression was exceptionally strange.

She looked at those bizarre lumps of metal, then at the exquisitely adorable Nan Feng, and could not help complaining, "You're a level ninety-nine peerless Douluo who can destroy the heavens and earth with a casual gesture... Do you even have any use for all these flashy things?"

Nan Feng froze, then answered righteously, "They're fun!"

The corner of Bibi Dong's eye twitched violently. "...Fun?"

"What else?" Nan Feng spread his little hands in confusion. "Come on, I'm already a peerless Douluo. Being invincible in the world is so lonely. Can't I make something I like to pass the time?"

Bibi Dong was speechless.

What a damn show-off thing for a powerhouse to say!

She took a deep breath and pointed at the pile of metal objects on the ground. "So in your eyes, the Soul Tools you put so much effort into making are just... toys?"

"To me, they're definitely just toys." The smile on Nan Feng's lips gradually turned meaningful. "But Little Dongdong, to the vast majority of ordinary Soul Masters on the continent, these things are extremely deadly."

Nan Feng picked up the 1.2-meter-long Space-Splitting Sniper Rifle, his gaze sharpening.

"Take Space-Splitting, for example. If a level-seventy Soul Sage used it and unleashed a full-power shot after sufficient charging, they could even break an ordinary Titled Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar head-on!"

"Most importantly, it can strike beyond visual range."

Nan Feng slowly raised five fingers. "Its effective lethal range is five thousand meters."

Bibi Dong's expression instantly froze, and her pupils contracted. "Five thousand meters?!"

With a Titled Douluo's range of perception, five thousand meters away was practically a blind spot!

"Think about it." Nan Feng raised an eyebrow. "If a squad of Soul Sages armed with Space-Splitting launched a simultaneous, silent sniper ambush against a Titled Douluo from five thousand meters away... what kind of scene would that be?"

Bibi Dong immediately drew in a sharp breath, chills running down her spine.

Spirit Hall's proud Titled Douluo deterrence would be nothing more than a joke before such a weapon!

"And Bee Sting." Nan Feng tossed the little pistol in his hand. "I originally made this thing as a toy to play water-ball fights with everyone on Sea God Island. But what if it were issued to support-type Soul Masters with no offensive means at all?"

"As long as they inject Soul Power, aim, and pull the trigger, a fragile support-type Soul Master can instantly unleash a deadly attack comparable to an agility attack-type Soul Master of the same level! It would be incredibly effective for self-defense and counterattacks."

Nan Feng patted the six-barreled machine gun beside him. "As for Raging Waves... If rows of these were set up on a battlefield where the Two Great Empires were clashing, with dozens firing at once, can you imagine what it would look like when the enemy charged?"

Bibi Dong stood stiffly in place, already seeing the horrifying scene of flesh and blood flying as lives were harvested.

"You really are..."

Bibi Dong looked at Nan Feng and held it in for a long while before barely managing to say, "Ridiculous."

For a monster like Nan Feng, these things truly were toys.

But for Spirit Hall, for the vast majority of Soul Masters and armies in this world, they were divine weapons capable of rewriting the very nature of war!