Bibi Dong Reborn

Douluo Continent, Heaven Dou Empire, Sunset Forest.

The ancient forest blotted out the sky and sun. Beneath the shadows of the dense woods, a young man stood in a standoff with a soul beast.

"It's over. This is a ten-thousand-year Death Demon Spider. I'm only level thirty; how could I possibly win?"

The youth, Ling Feng, dared not move, fearing he might trigger the ten-thousand-year Death Demon Spider before him.

Man and beast stared each other down. Ling Feng did not flee, and the Death Demon Spider did not strike.

However, the aura of death radiating from its body made Ling Feng feel quite unwell.

Little did Ling Feng know, the Death Demon Spider was just as bewildered at that moment.

What is going on? Didn't I die? Why am I in the Sunset Forest, and why have I turned into a Death Demon Spider?

Could it be that because my second martial soul was the Death Spider Emperor, I was given a chance to be reincarnated as a Death Demon Spider?

But I, Bibi Dong, the dignified Empress of the Spirit Empire and vessel of the Rakshasa God, have actually become a soul beast. Truly, fate is a cruel jester!

Although she was the Rakshasa God, she had been born human and stood in opposition to the soul beasts.

She had slaughtered so many soul beasts in her past life, only to be reincarnated as one in this life?

I wonder what year of the Douluo Calendar it is now. How long have I been dead? Is Xiao Xue still alive, and is she doing well?

Bibi Dong looked at the youth not far away, only to see him shudder.

It couldn't be helped; in this lightless, ancient forest, the Death Demon Spider's several glowing green eyes were quite terrifying.

Bibi Dong wanted to speak, but she realized that in her current form as a soul beast, she could not vocalize and could only communicate through spiritual power.

However, the youth opposite her was merely a level-thirty quasi-Spirit Grandmaster; with his level of spiritual power, he could not communicate with her telepathically.

Helpless, Bibi Dong had to find another way to converse with the youth.

The Death Demon Spider exuded an aura of death, and the plants around it slowly withered under the green toxic mist.

Ling Feng suddenly saw the Death Demon Spider move, and his heart skipped a beat: It's over. Is this demon spider finally going to attack?

Just as he prepared to fight for his life, he saw the Death Demon Spider use its spear-like spider legs to trace something on the ground.

"What is it doing?"

Ling Feng looked closely and saw several characters appear beneath the spider's feet.

"Human, what year of the Douluo Calendar is it now?"

Ling Feng was stunned: "It's communicating with me? It knows human writing? Has this demon spider become a spirit?"

Although he knew that ten-thousand-year soul beasts possessed intelligence comparable to humans, this was his first time seeing one write on the ground; he hadn't even heard of such a thing before.

"If I tell you, will you let me go?" Ling Feng asked.

Does this mean I, Bibi Dong, am the type to slaughter the innocent?

Bibi Dong was annoyed, but she still waved a spider leg to signal her agreement.

Ling Feng let out a sigh of relief and replied, "It is the year 2612 of the Douluo Calendar!"

Douluo Calendar 2612? How is that possible? When I died, wasn't it the year 2655?

Could I have been reborn forty-three years into the past?

Knowing this information, Bibi Dong could no longer tolerate the inefficiency of communicating through writing.

She suddenly lunged toward Ling Feng, giving him a fright.

"You promised to let me go!" Ling Feng shouted.

But his words were not a soul skill and could not halt the Death Demon Spider's charge.

By the time Ling Feng finished speaking, his face was nearly touching the green fuzz on the Death Demon Spider's body.

These green hairs were like poisoned steel needles; if he were pricked by them, Ling Feng would surely die.

In her past life, Bibi Dong had cultivated her Death Spider Emperor martial soul to the god level, so she could control her spider body with extreme precision.

Just as she was about to make contact with Ling Feng, she used her power to wipe away the fuzz between her brows and pressed her forehead against his.

Just as Ling Feng reacted and prepared to flee, he heard a voice resonate in his mind.

"You said it is the year 2612 of the Douluo Calendar. Is that true?"

It was a majestic female voice. Ling Feng found it hard to imagine that such a sound could come from a ten-thousand-year soul beast.

A false alarm.

Ling Feng endured the revulsion of having his forehead pressed against a soul beast and sighed in relief. "It's true!"

"Then who is the Pope of the Spirit Hall now?" Bibi Dong asked again.

Ling Feng replied, "It seems to be Qian Xunji!"

Logically, a spirit master of his level would have no way of accessing such information unless he were from the Spirit Hall.

However, Ling Feng had another identity: he was a transmigrator, a person from Earth in his past life who had read Douluo Continent.

Therefore, he knew some secret information.

"The Pope or my teacher? Then, does that mean I am just seventeen years old right now?"

"That's wonderful!" Bibi Dong was incredibly excited.

This year, Yu Xiaogang had just been expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; they had not yet fallen in love, and she had not yet been violated by her teacher.

None of the tragedies had happened yet.

She still had a chance to prevent all of these tragedies.

"But right now, I am only a ten-thousand-year soul beast!"

Bibi Dong knew deep down that if she stepped out of the Sunset Forest now, she would certainly be slaughtered by human soul masters.

Even if she were lucky enough to reach the outskirts of Spirit City, she would be unable to enter the city to save her current self.

To leave the Sunset Forest, she had to cultivate to a hundred-thousand-year cultivation level and then transform into a human.

After transforming into a human, she would also need to reach maturity so that her true form would not be seen through, giving her the chance to enter Spirit City.

"Even if I use the Rakshasa Power and cultivate by devouring other soul beasts, it will be too late to save myself by the time I reach a hundred-thousand-year level!"

Just then, she suddenly sensed that the martial soul of the young man before her was actually a demon spider.

"I have it!" Bibi Dong suddenly thought of a plan.

"Human, do you want to live?" Bibi Dong asked in a threatening tone.

Ling Feng said, "Of course I want to live!"

"Good. Then if you agree to one thing, not only will I spare you, but I will also offer my soul ring as a sacrifice to you. How about that?"

"What? Sacrifice it to me?" Ling Feng was stunned.

"That's right. I will sacrifice my soul ring to you, and I have a way to retain my consciousness and teach you how to cultivate."

"Your martial soul is merely an ordinary demon spider soul beast, but I can teach you to cultivate into a Death Demon Spider, or even a Death Spider Emperor!"

"You don't have to worry about me harming you, either!"

"Once I become your soul ring, our fates will be bound together; to harm you is to harm myself."

What was there to hesitate about?

Fearing that this Death Demon Spider might go back on her word, Ling Feng quickly agreed, "Fine, I agree!"

Bibi Dong feared that she would fall into a deep slumber for a period of time after the sacrifice, so she stated her conditions in advance.

"After I sacrifice myself to you, I want you to head to Spirit City, join Spirit Hall, and find an opportunity to get close to the Pope's disciple, Bibi Dong."

"Once you are close to Bibi Dong, you must persuade her to leave Spirit Hall as soon as possible and go out to gain experience."