Bibi Dong said nothing. Looking at Qian Xunyi's arrogant, indifferent expression, she wished she could tear him to pieces.
What utter arrogance. He did not even care about gods.
Fine. Just wait. One day, when I become a god, you will be the first one I tear apart.
"Before that—"
Qian Xunyi examined Bibi Dong as though she were a valuable item.
"What do you want?" An inexplicable trace of fear rose within Bibi Dong. Could it be...
"Rest assured, I have no interest in you." Qian Xunyi shook his head and said, "Though your brain is lacking, your talent was discovered by Spirit Hall from among countless people. The cultivation you possess today is also the result of Spirit Hall pouring resources into you."
"Tell me, how should you repay that debt of gratitude...?"
Bibi Dong did not believe for a moment that she owed Spirit Hall anything. She snorted coldly. "Xiao Gang-gege said that Spirit Hall only valued my talent and potential in the end. It merely wanted to use me."
"That's right. Spirit Hall nurtured you precisely because you had value." Qian Xunyi did not deny it. "But since you have enjoyed those benefits, you should provide a corresponding return and repay Spirit Hall's kindness, shouldn't you?"
"What do you want to do?"
"From now on, it is my era in Spirit Hall." Qian Xunyi said, "You are, after all, a genius Soul Master who cultivated Twin Martial Souls to the later stages. How could I let that go to waste? I will put you to good use. I will turn you into a fine blade and use you well."
"Pah—you wish!"
"That is not up to you." Qian Xunyi said, "I know where Yu Xiaogang is. I can cut Gangzi into three thousand six hundred pieces,