A Family Should Be Together: I'll Kill These Two for You!

Watching Bibi Dong sob until she could barely breathe, on the verge of collapse, Nan Feng sat cross-legged beside her, genuinely unsure what to do for a moment.

Comfort a child? He did not have that skill.

Comfort a woman? He knew even less about that.

As for preaching grand principles to a woman whose emotions had completely fallen apart?

Only a complete idiot would do something like that.

So Nan Feng simply shut his mouth and sat quietly beside her, letting her cry as he waited for her to calm down on her own.

Time passed second by second.

Inside the empty Spider Silk Palace, the stifled sobbing gradually faded.

Bibi Dong's emotions finally settled somewhat.

She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, then raised her head to look at Nan Feng with nervousness and even a trace of panic.

There was obvious unease in her eyes. She was afraid that this unfathomably powerful "ancestor" would look at her with disdain or mockery because of her miserable experience.

But Nan Feng did not.

He merely looked at her calmly. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he took out a clean white handkerchief from his Soul Tool and handed it to her.

Bibi Dong froze slightly, then reached out with trembling hands to take the handkerchief and vigorously wiped away the tears on her face and the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Only after seeing that she had calmed down did Nan Feng begin to speak leisurely.

"So, you want me to make a move next and kill Qian Xunji, as well as that Yu Xiaogang fellow, right?"

"Huh?"

Bibi Dong was stunned.

She suddenly raised her head, not even bothering with the tears still at the corners of her eyes. Looking at Nan Feng in confusion, she said, "I understand killing Qian Xunji... but why kill Yu Xiaogang?"

Nan Feng raised a brow, his face full of bewilderment. "One of them directly harmed you, and the other indirectly harmed you. Since you want revenge, shouldn't you send them both to hell as a package deal? A family should be together, after all."

"Xiao Gang is innocent!" Bibi Dong instinctively retorted loudly, her eyes full of protectiveness.

"Innocent?"

Nan Feng tugged at the corner of his mouth speechlessly. "Kid, I heard every word of that memoir of yours just now. That Yu Xiaogang came to Spirit City when he was thirteen. And what happened? He did not come early or late, but just happened to approach you after you turned sixteen and were exceptionally named the Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden. And the moment he met you, he acted all supposedly unyielding and unconventional before you, the Holy Maiden, right?"

Bibi Dong bit her lower lip and nodded as she argued, "Spirit City is huge, and I used to focus entirely on cultivation. I never liked going out. Isn't it normal that he only learned about me after I became the Holy Maiden and my ceremony made me famous throughout the world?"

"Normal my ass!"

Nan Feng could not help rolling his eyes. "You know perfectly well that he only learned about you and approached you after you became the Holy Maiden! In other words, the reason he dared come over and strike up a conversation from the very beginning was because you were the Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden!"

Bibi Dong was momentarily at a loss for words. "I..."

Just as she was about to argue that they had been discussing theories, Nan Feng bluntly cut her off.

"You said it yourself just now. In the world of soul masters, strength brings status, and status brings the right to speak. Only those with the right to speak are qualified to talk about whatever bullshit theories they want!"

Nan Feng stared at her. "In other words, without strength or status, any bullshit theory is worthless empty talk! And in other words, as long as you have enough strength and status, even if you fart, a whole crowd of people will treat that bullshit as a truth the world should revere! Right?"

Bibi Dong frowned deeply.

Instinctively, she wanted to refute him, but... she had grown up in Spirit Hall. She understood the underlying logic of this world far too well.

She could not refute him, because what Nan Feng had said was the bloody truth!

Seeing the hesitation in Bibi Dong's expression, Nan Feng sneered.

"Since you understand that principle, look back at it again."

"The talent of that man you speak of, his so-called peerless wisdom, was worthless from the start! It was only because he latched onto you, the lofty Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, that people cared about what he said, that those sycophants discussed and even agreed with his theories!"

Nan Feng extended a finger and tapped Bibi Dong over the heart.

"The core value here lies in you. As long as someone is with you, the Holy Maiden, then no matter who they are—even a beggar by the roadside—no matter what nonsensical crap they say, everyone will treat that nonsense as a guiding principle because of your presence!"

"Since that is the case, isn't the wisdom he prides himself on just a joke dependent on power?"

"Without him, you would still be the lofty Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall. But without you... he and his pile of worthless papers would be nothing. Isn't that right?"

Bibi Dong was rendered speechless.

Yet deep down, she still could not accept Yu Xiaogang being belittled like this.

Before she could speak in his defense, Nan Feng stood up and coldly cut her off.

"People who seek shortcuts and dream of rising to the heavens in a single step are everywhere in this world."

Nan Feng looked down at her. "They only act honest because they do not have the opportunity. But once an opportunity to soar through the ranks is placed before them, who would not want to gamble on it?"

"He was the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader. Even if he had failed to flirt with you back then and offended you, could you or Qian Xunji really have killed him for the sake of his father?"

"It was a deal with guaranteed profit and no risk. That was the confidence that made him dare approach you."

Nan Feng's tone gradually turned cold. "Furthermore, you were the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, possessed Twin Martial Souls, the greatest genius in a thousand years, and the future pope! Your most important task was to devote yourself entirely to cultivation. Yet he actually had the nerve to drag you around every day to discuss theories? To interrupt your cultivation?"

"And him? A discarded son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a piece of trash who could never break through Rank 30 in his entire life. From the beginning, the two of you belonged to different worlds."

"You were too well protected from childhood. Other than cultivation, cultivation was all you knew. You were pure-minded, naive, ignorant of the world's dangers... I understand that. Otherwise, you would not have done something as stupid as threatening the pope for the sake of a piece of trash later on."

"But what about him?"

Nan Feng abruptly leaned closer. "He was a worthless nobody who had endured endless scorn in his clan since childhood, left his home, and lived under another's roof. Would he not understand the vast gap between your families? Would he not understand how terrifying public opinion could be?!"

"But what was he doing? He did everything he could to get close to you and interfere with you! And when you fell into a nightmare because of him, where was he?!"

Bibi Dong bit her lip hard and lowered her head deeply.

"If he had even a shred of self-awareness and knew that you belonged to different worlds..."

"If he had even the slightest bit of genuine love for you, if he had ever truly considered you in his heart, even a little..."

"Then he should have taken the initiative to keep his distance from you, instead of clinging to you like a leech!"

"If he had even the slightest sense of responsibility, how could he have caused you to end up in your current state?!"

Those heart-piercing words cut like blood-soaked knives.

Bibi Dong's body began trembling uncontrollably.

Nan Feng ignored her collapse and turned his attention toward the other culprit.

"As for your teacher, Qian Xunji, he truly was an animal."

Nan Feng's eyes were full of contempt. "Yu Xiaogang lingered around you for so long, and he turned a blind eye. Once you had been sweet-talked into losing your head, instead of slapping that trash who seduced his disciple to death, he made a move against you first."

"That absurd line of thought... If he had planned it all along, waiting for you to lose your head and willingly walk into his trap so that he could stand on the moral high ground, take complete control of you without guilt, and make you his forbidden possession, then I might barely think a little more highly of him."

"After all, it was common enough in the soul master world for those in power to use any means necessary to achieve their goals. Ruthless, but at least he could be considered a formidable schemer."

"But if he merely lost his temper because you contradicted him and truly committed that vile act against you, his personal disciple whom he had painstakingly nurtured, without any bottom line at all..."

"Then all I can say is that he was not only despicable, but also stupid beyond belief—a pig-headed fool!"

Nan Feng patted at nonexistent dust on his clothes. His tone was casual, yet it carried icy killing intent.

"But whichever it was no longer mattered."

"Yu Xiaogang was the cause, and Qian Xunji was the perpetrator. You may also bear some responsibility for losing your head and doing something foolish, but to me, that barely counts for anything."

Nan Feng looked directly into Bibi Dong's eyes, his gaze imperious.

"You want revenge."

"I'll kill these two for you."

"I guarantee they will regret ever being born."