You Wouldn't Want Your Great Enemy to Go Unavenged, Would You?

The crisp slap was just as loud as ever.

And the pain it brought was several times worse than before!

After all, her face had gone numb earlier from being slapped swollen.

Yet Chu Zisheng had healed it for her.

So now, it was as though all the pain had been reset...

More importantly...

She had thought Chu Zisheng had finally found his conscience and stopped hitting her face. He had even taken the initiative to heal her wounds!

But this slap...

Being given unrealistic hope, thinking the other person had finally changed for the better, only to realize it was all wishful thinking—this made it even easier to break down.

Her messy hair spilled loose, covering her cheeks and lending her a tragic sort of beauty.

Bibi Dong was dazed by the slap for a long while, her head spinning.

When she finally came to and felt the burning pain on her face, she could no longer hold back. Two streams of hot tears burst from her eyes, ran down her chin, and flowed into her delicate, fair collarbones and cleavage...

"Wuwuwu..."

She cried.

This time, Bibi Dong truly cried from the bottom of her heart.

Her mental state had completely collapsed.

Unable to live, unable to die, she was like a toy, freely played with and kneaded at will...

At that moment.

She was no longer the Spirit Hall Saintess, revered by countless people, nor was she the lofty level 89 Soul Douluo powerhouse. She was merely a pitiful, helpless little woman who had been beaten to tears.

That helplessness, that despair, made her feel as though she had returned to more than a decade ago.

Back when she had been weak, helpless, and pitiful. After being violated by Qian Xunji, she had no way to avenge herself and could only swallow her anger, burying her pain and hatred deep in her heart.

She had always longed to become stronger, to become stronger at all costs. Aside from wanting to take revenge with her own hands, she wanted never to be bullied again.

Never to be bullied by anyone again...

But... but after striving for so long, she still could not change this situation.

Why, why...

Why was all of this happening...

Watching Bibi Dong weep in such tragic beauty, Chu Zisheng curled his lips slightly and deliberately said,

"Huh? Why are you crying? Didn't you like being hit? I thought you enjoyed this."

"Clack, clack, clack..."

Even though Bibi Dong had already accepted reality and broken down in despair, hearing those words still made her jerk her head up. Her teeth clenched with a clacking sound as she glared fiercely at Chu Zisheng.

Was that even something a human would say?!

"It was my fault for offending you! If you want to kill me, then kill me! One clean stroke, and I'll accept it—but why humiliate me too?!"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth. Her breathing was heavy, and her chest rose and fell violently.

If looks could kill, Chu Zisheng would have been hacked apart a hundred thousand times over.

"Heh..."

Chu Zisheng chuckled. "You want to die that badly?"

Bibi Dong laughed bitterly. "Could it be that I can still live?"

She knew very well that the moment she had attacked Chu Zisheng, there had been no way out for them.

Even if she had mistaken him for a hundred-thousand-year-old transformed soul beast, time could not be reversed, and the fact that she had attacked could not be changed.

She would have done the same.

If anyone had dared attack her, whether intentionally or unintentionally, they would already have chosen death!

She would have to kill them with all her strength!

Not to mention that this person was so powerful.

Before him, she was no different from an ant.

If an ant bit him and he casually crushed it to death, that would be perfectly normal.

"..."

Chu Zisheng fell silent, seemingly seriously considering whether to kill them.

After a while.

He suddenly revealed a subtle smile.

"You're Bibi Dong? The Spirit Hall Saintess?"

Bibi Dong turned her head away, wiped her tears, and said nothing.

Her resolve to die had already been made. There was no point saying more. Did he expect her to beg for mercy?

That was absolutely impossible!

She would never beg for mercy in this lifetime!

It was only a pity that her great vengeance remained unavenged...

She could not personally kill her enemy, leaving that beast to continue living in this world...

How hateful...

Chu Zisheng gave her a meaningful look, seemingly seeing through the thoughts in her heart. He teased,

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What joy is there in life, what suffering is there in death? If you do not care about life or death, then you do not fear either. Mm... not bad, not bad."

"But it's a pity that Qian Xunji is still alive. If you die just like this... don't you want revenge?"

"!!!!!!"

Bibi Dong abruptly turned her head, her face turning deathly pale. Her purple pupils, set in bloodshot eyes, were filled with shock.

"You... how do you know?!"

She looked as though she had seen a ghost, her face full of disbelief.

What Qian Xunji had done to her was known to no one in the entire Spirit Hall. Even Qian Daoliu, the Grand Worshipper and a fellow Limit Douluo, knew nothing of it.

How did this person know?!

Could his martial soul read minds?!

No, that was not right!

There was no such martial soul in the world!

Even if he were a spiritual-type soul master, there was no way he could pry into her greatest secret without her noticing at all.

After all... what had happened in that secret chamber had always been regarded by Bibi Dong as the greatest humiliation of her life.

She knew just how powerful her enemy was. If anyone learned of it, the consequences would be beyond redemption.

That was why the seed of hatred had remained buried deep within her soul, quietly lying dormant as it waited for the day it could take root and sprout.

But... just how had this person found out?!

Could he truly be an omnipotent god!!!

For the first time, fear appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes.

An unknown enemy who knew every detail about you—there was nothing more terrifying in the world.

"Heh... I can spare your life."

Chu Zisheng did not answer. Instead, he said calmly, "I can also help you personally kill your enemy."

"..."

Bibi Dong fell silent once more.

She appeared calm on the surface, but enormous waves were crashing within her heart.

Her mind began racing even faster.

She had already witnessed Chu Zisheng's terrifying strength. The level 94 Chrysanthemum Douluo had been no different from an ant before him.

Even setting aside those unimaginable nine hundred-thousand-year soul rings, the mere fact that he knew her greatest secret was enough to make her believe him from the bottom of her heart.

This boy, who looked only eight years old, was, even if not some so-called god, certainly a peerless Quasi-God Rank powerhouse.

If he said he could help her, then there had to be no problem...

A mere level 95 Title Douluo, the Pope of Spirit Hall—he could destroy him with a wave of his hand!

Only...

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and looked solemnly at Chu Zisheng. Her red lips pressed together as her voice trembled.

"Then... you... what are your conditions...?"

If death was not inevitable, who would not want to live?

What was more, her greatest wish in this life seemed about to come true. How could she not be excited?

However.

Bibi Dong was an exceptionally intelligent woman. She knew there was no such thing as a free lunch.

It was already astonishing that Chu Zisheng was willing to spare her life. There was even less chance that he would help her for no reason.

Since he had said so.

It meant there had to be something on her worth making him act!

Yet Bibi Dong truly could not understand what price someone like herself could pay to earn the help of a transcendent powerhouse like Chu Zisheng.

Her Twin Martial Souls? Her soul? Or her status as the Spirit Hall Saintess?

What a joke.

Those things were indeed crucial to her, but before this man, they were probably not worth mentioning.

Moreover, the price would have to be great enough that he was willing to become an enemy of the entire Spirit Hall, even at the cost of offending Qian Daoliu, a Limit Douluo...

So...

Could she truly afford such a price?

After thinking for a long time.

Bibi Dong still could not come up with an answer.

She drew a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. Looking at him calmly, she pressed her lips together and said,

"Tell me, then. What are your conditions...? As long as it is something I can do, I... will definitely agree..."

A deep hatred flashed through her purple eyes. Soon, that hatred transformed into utter resolve!

As long as she could have revenge, she would rather... she would rather... as long as she could take revenge, what would she be unwilling to do?

Chu Zisheng smiled. He looked her over from head to toe, revealing a meaningful smile.

"I told you... I'm... very interested in you."