Thirty Years East of the River: Are You Expecting Me to Wait for Qian Xunji to Die of Old Age?!

Bibi Dong looked slightly uncomfortable. "A shortcut?"

Nan Feng nodded. "Although Tang Chen was parasitized, he did genuinely complete the first seven trials of Asura God's Trial back then. A massive amount of Asura divine power has long since accumulated within him."

"So, as long as you can devour him, you can forcibly steal the fruits of his labor and directly activate Asura God's Trial!"

Bibi Dong froze. "You call devouring a peerless Douluo a shortcut? Don't you think this so-called shortcut sounds more like rushing off to die?"

"If you tried to devour him in your current state, then yes, that would be pure suicide." Nan Feng shrugged. "But that might not be the case in the future."

"Once both your Twin Martial Souls have reached level ninety-nine, the peerless realm, wouldn't it be perfectly natural to give it a try? Besides, I'll be there to cover for you when the time comes. Your safety will absolutely be guaranteed."

Rather than looking pleased by his sweeping assurances, Bibi Dong frowned slightly, deep suspicion resurfacing in her eyes.

"Why... are you helping me so much?"

Even if he was supposedly her ancestor, he had immediately promised to help her kill her enemy, and now he was even planning to help her seek out the God Realm's most powerful God King inheritance.

Such a windfall made Bibi Dong, who had seen every kind of deceit and intrigue in Spirit Hall, deeply uneasy.

Nan Feng straightened his expression and slapped his chest with righteous conviction. "Isn't it obvious? It's because we're fated!"

Bibi Dong's eye twitched, her face utterly cold. "Do you think I'd believe that?"

"...Fine. You really have no sense of humor."

Nan Feng curled his lip helplessly. "All right, all right, I'll tell you the truth. But before that, I need to give you a basic rundown of the God Realm."

"The Divine Realm also has a strict hierarchy. At the very bottom are God Officials who became gods at level one hundred but failed to obtain a divine position. Above them are Third-Level Gods, Second-Level Gods, First-Level Gods, and then... the God Kings who stand at the pinnacle of power in the God Realm."

"The world of gods isn't a disorganized mess. There are rules, too. The highest authority responsible for creating and maintaining those rules is called the God Realm Committee."

"The committee's highest decision-making body consists of two God Kings and three Gods of Law Enforcement who possess God King-level cultivation."

Nan Feng pointed at the gray-black Balance mark on his forehead.

"The God of Evil I inherited is one of the two God Kings. Asura God is one of the three Gods of Law Enforcement."

Bibi Dong paused. "God Kings? And... Gods of Law Enforcement with God King-level cultivation? What's the difference?"

"To be honest, there isn't much of a difference. If I had to name one... it's seniority."

After giving it some thought, Nan Feng explained, "The God of Kindness and the God of Evil were the first among those five veteran powerhouses to reach the God King realm. The five of them were the ones who initially joined forces to establish the God Realm Committee."

"But when they were putting the organization together, only Kindness and Evil had reached the God King realm. The other three were still a little short."

"So, when the committee was first established, they set the structure as two God Kings and three Gods of Law Enforcement."

"Put simply, two leaders and three workers. Even though the other three Gods of Law Enforcement later reached the God King realm as well, the rules and titles were never changed."

Bibi Dong only half understood, her brows knitting slightly. "But what does that have to do with you helping me...?"

"Of course it does. It has everything to do with it!"

Nan Feng slapped his thigh, his eyes gleaming. "Every one of those old-timers in the God Realm wants to pass down their divine positions and retire already. The God Realm has reached the point of changing generations!"

"Think about it. I inherited the God of Evil. Once I ascend alone, even if I bear the title of one of the two God Kings, do you think those old foxes on the committee will show me any respect? I'm a newcomer with no seniority. I'd be nothing more than a figurehead commander stripped of all real power."

"But what if I don't ascend alone? What if I bring a new Asura God up with me? Or even... bring several more new gods with me?"

"When the God Realm holds meetings, our people alone will have more than half the votes. Wouldn't the God Realm become our domain?"

Bibi Dong's eye twitched hard. "...Several more?"

Did he think divine positions were cabbages growing in a field? Could he wholesale them?!

Ignoring her astonishment, Nan Feng patted her shoulder earnestly.

"Little Dongdong, people need dreams."

At that bizarre form of address, Bibi Dong's entire body stiffened.

"You need to set your sights farther ahead."

Nan Feng paced around the spot. "For most soul masters, the goal of a lifetime is becoming a Title Douluo. For Title Douluos, the goal is the legendary peerless realm. And peerless Douluos naturally want to go one step further and enter the Divine Realm."

"But what happens after you enter the Divine Realm?"

Nan Feng suddenly turned, his blazing gaze fixed on her.

"Becoming a god was never the endpoint. It's only the beginning of another dimension! You suffered so much in the mortal world, endured so much inhuman torment, and finally outworked everyone else to reach the top and ascend..."

"Was it all just so you could go to heaven and become some old gods' lackey?!"

"Would you be willing to accept that?"

"Of course not!" Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her eyes instantly turning sharp.

"Exactly!"

Nan Feng clapped his hands, his expression solemn and righteous. "I don't want to be anyone's lackey either!"

"Since neither of us wants to be lackeys, let's just ascend hand in hand! When the time comes, the two of us—one Evil God King, one Asura God of Law Enforcement—and then we'll pull a few more of our own people up there to be our underlings!"

"Wouldn't the God Realm completely become our domain then?!"

After hearing Nan Feng's grand vision, the fervor in Bibi Dong's eyes quickly faded, clarity returning to her gaze.

Become a god? Even rule the God Realm?

That was far too distant.

She was not even a Title Douluo yet. Thinking about such things was no different from a fool's dream.

What she needed to do now was survive and leave the Capital of Slaughter, endure, and take revenge!

Seeing how quickly she had calmed down, Nan Feng approvingly patted her head.

"All right, enough boasting. Back to the main topic."

Nan Feng put away his playful expression and turned serious. "What are you planning to do about the Rakshasa Evil Thought?"

"Keep it for now." Bibi Dong answered decisively.

Nan Feng raised a brow. "Why?"

"If I can truly activate Asura God's Trial in the future, then I can naturally discard this Rakshasa divine power whenever I please."

Bibi Dong analyzed calmly, "But if Asura God doesn't choose me... then the Rakshasa God's divine position will be my backup option."

Even if it meant drinking poison to quench her thirst, she could not allow herself to end up with no cards left to play.

Nan Feng nodded. "Fine. Since you've made your decision, I won't try to persuade you otherwise. So now, you're preparing to clear the trial and leave, right?"

Bibi Dong's expression shifted slightly as she glanced at Nan Feng. "You... aren't planning to leave yet?"

"I can't leave." Nan Feng spread his hands, his face full of helplessness. "I haven't even completed my Godly Trial. How am I supposed to leave?"

Bibi Dong's eye twitched hard, and a feeling of having been fooled rose within her.

"Then why were you so shamelessly boasting just now that you'd help me? That you'd help me kill someone?!"

Nan Feng blinked innocently. "I never said I was going to do it right now!"

"When it comes to killing, you need a proper reason and overwhelming force! Once I finish my Godly Trial and formally inherit the Evil God King's divine position, what would the sect master of Spirit Soul Sect or the pope of Haotian Palace amount to? Wouldn't they be ants I could destroy with a turn of my hand?"

He patted Bibi Dong's shoulder earnestly and began feeding her poisonous motivational nonsense.

"Little Dongdong, be patient."

"As the saying goes, a gentleman's revenge can wait ten years! Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river! Never bully the old because they are poor!"

Bibi Dong's face darkened, her fists cracking as she clenched them. Through gritted teeth, she said,

"Ten years is not too late? Thirty years west of the river?"

"With the way you want to wait, why not just say... wait until Qian Xunji reaches the end of his lifespan and dies of old age, then I can go visit his grave to show how much I hate him?!"

"Forget visiting his grave. You can whip his corpse, dig up his ancestral grave, or..."

Nan Feng said with complete seriousness, "Make his ancestral grave smoke green."

Bibi Dong: "..."