Rakshasa Bibi Dong was now residing inside Ling Feng. The two of them were practically grasshoppers tied to the same stalk.
She understood that only when Ling Feng grew stronger could he help her spread her faith more effectively and gather divine power anew.
So Rakshasa Bibi Dong knew what mattered most. If she recovered even a little divine power, she would prioritize helping Ling Feng evolve his Martial Soul.
"Ling Feng, your cultivation method works. I've recovered a little more divine power!" Rakshasa Bibi Dong said.
"That's good. I'll spread this method as soon as I can!" Ling Feng said.
With his theory confirmed, Ling Feng also breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't expected this to help Bibi Dong recover divine power, either.
Still, Rakshasa Bibi Dong's recovery would benefit him, too.
It probably wouldn't be long before he had a god backing him.
Rakshasa Bibi Dong was pleased with Ling Feng's performance, but still reminded him, "You'd better not spread it under your own name for now."
She feared the Rakshasa God in the Divine Realm might sense something amiss and trace it back to Ling Feng.
Bibi Dong knew the Rakshasa God's cruelty better than anyone else on the Douluo Continent. That god might even disregard the rules of the Divine Realm and take action.
Hearing Bibi Dong's warning, Ling Feng naturally thought of this as well.
"Thank you for the warning, senior. I understand!"
Rakshasa Bibi Dong meant for him to find a scapegoat to spread the method in his place.
A candidate came to mind: Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang was desperate to break through his bottleneck and become a Soul Elder, but he surely wanted to prove himself, too.
Why not make Yu Xiaogang take the blame and have him spread Bibi Dong's faith? That would also settle the karmic debt from his previous life.
After a while, the young Bibi Dong awoke from her cultivation.
Ling Feng had been keeping an eye on her. As soon as she woke, he asked, "How was it? Can you cultivate with it?"
Bibi Dong nodded. "I can. And this Meditation Method suits me perfectly!"
She felt as if the method had been tailor-made for her. After cultivating with it, both her Martial Souls had become unusually active.
"Thank you, Ling Feng!"
Bibi Dong suddenly stepped forward and kissed Ling Feng on the cheek.
She wrapped her arms around him and breathed in deeply, as if she wanted to remember his scent.
Ling Feng felt the soft, warm touch on his cheek. His heart jolted, and he hardly dared to move.
Bibi Dong only hugged Ling Feng briefly. Once she had eased the longing in her heart, she let him go and breathed out at length.
She was a little afraid to look at Ling Feng, but couldn't help wanting to see his reaction. She raised her head and met his gaze.
What's gotten into me today? Why am I being so bold? Bibi Dong thought.
In Ling Feng's eyes, Bibi Dong saw desire and restraint, and sensed how nervous he was.
She was just about to explain herself when Ling Feng spoke first.
"Bibi Dong, since this method works, could you help me with one more thing?"
Ling Feng's change of subject cut off the explanation Bibi Dong had been about to give.
This guy! I've done all that, and he still doesn't understand how I feel?
Bibi Dong's composure shattered in an instant. She snapped, "What do you want me to help you with?"
Ling Feng couldn't read her mind, so he could only tell her what he wanted.
"Bibi Dong, I want to share this Meditation Method so that every Soul Master on the continent can learn it!"
That would amount to helping Rakshasa Bibi Dong spread her faith. This method was much gentler than the Sea God's way of spreading faith.
"You want to spread this visualization method?" Bibi Dong found it hard to believe.
An unusual Meditation Method like this was something most sects would keep as a secret inheritance, never sharing it with outsiders.
And yet Ling Feng was so selfless that he wanted to share it with everyone?
For a moment, Bibi Dong felt admiration for him, and her fondness for Ling Feng grew.
"That's right. I want to spread it across the continent, but I don't want to become famous because of it," Ling Feng said.
Bibi Dong asked, "Do you want me to spread this Meditation Method under my name?"
Ling Feng shook his head. "No. This Meditation Method may involve certain secrets and dangers. It'd be best to find someone else."
"This Meditation Method is dangerous? We won't be harmed by cultivating it, will we?" Bibi Dong asked.
Ling Feng thought for a moment, then said, "This Meditation Method may affect one's temperament, but as long as the influence is properly guided, there shouldn't be a problem."
After all, there was no way that contemplating the Rakshasa God's oppressive, depraved form over a long period of time wouldn't have an effect.
Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief, completely unaware that her impulsive kiss of Ling Feng might have been caused by the Meditation Method.
"So what are you planning to do?" Bibi Dong asked.
Ling Feng thought for a moment. "Yesterday, I saw a banished member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan looking for you. He was probably up to no good."
"He seems to want fame, too. Why not find a way to have him spread this Meditation Method?"
As Ling Feng brought up Yu Xiaogang, he also put in a bad word for him to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong furrowed her brows. "A banished member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? He intended to harm me?"
She trusted Ling Feng. If he said the man was up to no good, then he certainly wasn't falsely accusing him.
"Wouldn't it be too good for someone like him to gain fame from this?" Bibi Dong asked.
Ling Feng shook his head. "It's fine. It's just a name."
"That man's Martial Soul has a flaw. He'll never break through level thirty in his life. We can handle him easily; he won't cause any trouble."
"All right, I'll listen to you. What should we do?" Bibi Dong asked.
Ling Feng then laid out his plan, explaining how they would do this and that...
Rakshasa Bibi Dong watched this unfold from inside Ling Feng's Sea of Consciousness, not knowing what to say.
"Why do I feel like Ling Feng is always targeting Yu Xiaogang?"
"Does he know something? Or is it just because Yu Xiaogang offended him?" Rakshasa Bibi Dong wondered.
Still, she didn't stop him. At the moment she died in her previous life, she had already completely severed her ties to its karma.
So she didn't really care what happened to Yu Xiaogang in this life.
Night fell.
In Ling Feng's room in the dormitory district of Spirit Academy.
A bucket of ice water sat in the middle of the room. Ling Feng was completely naked, using his Soul Power to warm the Whale Rubber he had gotten from Bibi Dong.
Before long, the Whale Rubber melted into a beautiful golden amber, giving off a strange medicinal fragrance.
This was the essence of a ten-thousand-year Sea Soul Beast, a powerful tonic. Just smelling its fragrance made Ling Feng's blood and energy surge.
"Where did he learn so many secrets?"
Immortal Herbs, Whale Rubber, and all that knowledge of Martial Soul Theory—Ling Feng was practically a treasure trove.
"If I'd had someone like him helping me in my previous life, I definitely wouldn't have lost to that Tang San!" Rakshasa Bibi Dong thought.
Watching Ling Feng take the medicine bare-bodied, Rakshasa Bibi Dong actually found herself thinking that he seemed to have a pretty good figure.