Qian Xunji, I Want Revenge

"Dong'er, how thoughtful of you." Qian Xunji sat up in bed, accepted Bibi Dong's medicinal soup, and drank it without hesitation, watching her from the corner of his eye as he did.

Bibi Dong was watching Qian Xunji with a concerned expression. Her beautiful face showed no flaw whatsoever. At that moment, she looked just like a wife worried about her husband's health.

The Angel Martial Soul possessed purification abilities, so Qian Xunji was not worried that Bibi Dong might poison him. Moreover, he intended to use this opportunity to test her.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, Qian Xunji felt warmth spread through his entire body. He felt much better.

"How thoughtful of you." Qian Xunji handed the empty bowl back to Bibi Dong.

"Teacher, this is what your disciple should do." Bibi Dong put away the bowl and gently wiped Qian Xunji's mouth with a damp cloth.

"You're still calling me Teacher?" Qian Xunji said.

"Then... then I'll call you Big Ji." Bibi Dong pondered for a moment before speaking.

Qian Xunji frowned. His father called him Ji'er, his foolish younger brother called him Brother Ji, and now Bibi Dong called him Big Ji. No matter how he looked at it, it felt strange.

"Call me whatever you want." Qian Xunji did not dwell on it. He sighed and said, "Dong'er, that cunning Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast actually chose to sacrifice itself to Tang Hao at the very last moment. I'm sorry I failed to bring you that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. But rest assured, my promise to give you one still stands."

"Big Ji, Dong'er does not care about such things. Nothing matters more than your health." Bibi Dong still wore the gentle demeanor of a virtuous wife.

Qian Xunji breathed a sigh of relief. "Dong'er, once I recover from my injuries, I will announce it to the world and hold a holy wedding. I will make up for it by giving you a grand ceremony. From now on, you will be the wife of me, Qian Xunji."

"Everything in Spirit Hall will also belong to you, as well as to our daughter."

Bibi Dong stiffened for a moment.

"What is it?" Qian Xunji frowned.

"Dong'er is simply too happy. Being able to marry Big Ji is the happiest thing in Dong'er's life."

For some time afterward, Bibi Dong gently attended to Qian Xunji at his side. Under her care, Qian Xunji gradually became able to get out of bed and walk around.

After regaining some vitality, Qian Xunji eagerly went to his cultivation chamber to train his soul power, hoping to restore himself to full condition.

He could not wait to rise again, hunt down Tang Hao, and wash away his humiliation.

That day, Qian Xunji had just completed one full cycle of the Angel Meditation Method. He exhaled a breath of turbid air and assessed his condition.

Another month of cultivation, and he would recover.

At that moment, the door to the chamber opened. Bibi Dong approached gracefully, carrying a bowl of medicine in both hands. "Big Ji, it's time to take your medicine."

Qian Xunji accepted the medicine and said, "How thoughtful of you, Dong'er."

Qian Xunji suspected nothing and drank the entire bowl of medicine, mouthful by mouthful, right in front of Bibi Dong.

After spending this period together, Qian Xunji had already lowered his guard around Bibi Dong. The medicinal soups she prepared had indeed improved his body. Besides, with his confidence in the Angel Martial Soul, Qian Xunji did not believe there was any poison in this world that could harm him.

"Then continue cultivating, Big Ji. Dong'er will not disturb you for now." Bibi Dong cast Qian Xunji a furtive look before turning and leaving.

Qian Xunji sat cross-legged and continued circulating the Angel Meditation Method. A new cycle of soul power washed through his blocked meridians, clearing some of the passages that had been obstructed by his battle with Tang Hao.

He did not know how long he cultivated before the sound of footsteps reached his ears.

Qian Xunji opened his eyes and looked toward the entrance of the chamber.

Bibi Dong's beautiful figure emerged step by step from the shadows. Behind her, eight purple spider spears spread open, making her resemble a venomous spider crawling out of darkness.

"Dong'er, why are you here?" Qian Xunji frowned, beginning to sense that something was wrong.

"I came to collect a debt!" Bibi Dong said coldly.

"You—" When Qian Xunji saw Bibi Dong clearly, the killing intent and hatred on her face were no longer concealed. Even a fool would have understood then that all her tenderness during this time had been an act. "Insolence!"

Qian Xunji grabbed the Angel Sword, but the moment he tried to mobilize his soul power, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How... poison!" Qian Xunji gritted his teeth. "How could I have been poisoned?"

"This was poison I specially concocted for the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. It contains dozens of lethal toxins, including my Spider Empress Poison. Colorless and odorless, it lies dormant until it erupts. It was designed specifically to dissolve your Six-Winged Angel soul power," Bibi Dong explained.

As she spoke, Bibi Dong arrived before Qian Xunji. The spider claws behind her pierced through his wrists, legs, and abdomen, lifting him from his seat.

The Spider Empress's poison flowed through the spider spears embedded in Qian Xunji's body, flooding into every limb and bone.

"Ah—" Qian Xunji let out a miserable scream.

"Bibi Dong—" Qian Xunji glared at the woman before him and said angrily, "You're assassinating me over that Lung Mist?"

"Shut up." A vicious glint flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes as she injected even more violent poison into Qian Xunji's body. "I will not allow you to insult Xiao Gang."

"Heh... hahaha..." Qian Xunji laughed bitterly. "I never thought that I, Qian Xunji, wise and brilliant all my life, would fall because of a Lung Mist who had not even reached level 30 by the age of forty. How laughable..."

"Bibi Dong..." Qian Xunji's aura grew weaker and weaker. "Yu Xiaogang may be weak, but he is arrogant and places enormous importance on his reputation... Your body is no longer pure. Do you think he can accept you as you are now...?"

"Xiao Gang said that no matter what I become, he will accept me." Bibi Dong began devouring Qian Xunji's soul and soul power.

The endless stream of soul and soul power pouring into her caused Bibi Dong's aura to surge dramatically.

"As long as I kill you, I can take another step closer to Xiao Gang. Not only will I kill you, I will also destroy the Angel Clan. I will offer the lifelong work of your Angel Clan, Spirit Hall itself, as a dowry to my Xiao Gang giegie." By the end, an intoxicated blush had appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

Qian Xunji was now on the verge of death, without the strength even to be angry. "You cannot do it... At the very least, Qian Xunyi will not allow you to do this."

"Hmph, Qian Xunyi." Bibi Dong sneered. "A man like Qian Daoliu, destined never to become a god in his entire life. No matter how talented he is, what does it matter? Without becoming a god, one is ultimately an ant. But I—"

"After devouring you, I will embark upon the path to godhood."

Bibi Dong swallowed Qian Xunji's soul power and soul in one gulp, and her aura smoothly surged to level 90.

A voice sounded in her mind:

Rakshasa Nine Trials: First Trial completed.