Bibi Dong's Torment

That never happened in the original Douluo Continent story. Could the Rakshasa God's will be behind it? But the Rakshasa God shouldn't know about Tang San yet. If she did, how could Dong'er have lost in that book?

After an unknown length of time, Bibi Dong gradually stopped cursing and struggling. Qian Xunji eased the pressure of his Soul Power.

Bibi Dong sat slumped on the floor, her eyes vacant as she stared ahead.

"Dong'er, are you feeling any better?" Qian Xunji knelt on one knee and looked straight into her eyes.

At his question, light suddenly returned to Bibi Dong's vacant eyes.

"Xue! Xiao Xue! I need to see Xiao Xue! Qian Xunji, take me to her!" Bibi Dong seized his collar and spoke urgently.

"Xiao Xue? Bibi Dong, you're too agitated to see her right now. Rest first. Once you've come to your senses, tell me what just happened. Then I'll consider taking you to her."

Qian Xunji made no move to free his collar. He only wondered why she suddenly wanted to see Xiao Xue.

Had she awakened some memories, just as I did? How else could she have mentioned Tang San?

But until he knew what was going on, he couldn't take her to Xiao Xue. Xiao Xue was his hope now. He couldn't let anything happen to her.

With that, Qian Xunji prepared to get up and arrange a place for Bibi Dong to rest.

The instant he started to rise, Bibi Dong threw herself into his arms. She clutched his robes and sobbed uncontrollably.

The cool, faint scent of orchids from Dong'er's hair, mingled with a trace of sandalwood, filled his nose.

"Please... Xiao Xue. Take me to Xiao Xue."

Qian Xunji was utterly stunned. Ever since he and Dong'er had fallen out, he hadn't even held her hand. The only contact they'd had in all those years was that night in the secret chamber, when he'd gotten her pregnant in one go. How was he supposed to resist this?

At a loss, he tentatively wrapped his arms around Bibi Dong and patted her back.

"Dong... Dong'er, it's all right. Once you've calmed down a little, I'll take you to Xiao Xue. It's all right. Don't be afraid. I'm—"

Qian Xunji had meant to say, "I'm here," but realized it might send Dong'er into another frenzy and swallowed the words.

A long while passed before Bibi Dong stopped sobbing in his arms. She no longer called out, though she still sniffled softly.

At last, Bibi Dong released him and pulled away, seeming to have regained her senses.

She raised her head and narrowed her eyes at Qian Xunji.

"Are you Qian Xunji?"

What?! Am I Qian Xunji?!

"Dong'er, of course I am. If I'm not your teacher, who else would I be?" Qian Xunji answered, utterly baffled.

Bibi Dong kept her eyes fixed on his, as though searching for something unusual.

"Have you awakened any strange memories or anything?"

Qian Xunji fell silent. He'd already suspected that, like him, Bibi Dong had suddenly awakened memories or something else. It seemed he was right. Whether that was a blessing or a curse, he couldn't say.

"Dong'er, what did you awaken? What do you know?"

After a moment's silence, Qian Xunji stared straight into Bibi Dong's eyes and asked in a low voice.

At his response, despair filled Bibi Dong's eyes again, and tears spilled down her cheeks.

"Take me to Xiao Xue! Please! I just want to see her! You can kill me afterward! Please! I won't hurt her!"

"Bibi Dong, tell me what happened to you. And I'm not going to kill you. Once you've calmed down, I'll take you to Xiao Xue."

After much back and forth, Bibi Dong finally calmed down.

"You're saying you suddenly awakened countless memories? You were reborn countless times, only to be killed—or even tortured to death—by all sorts of people every time?!"

Qian Xunji could scarcely believe it. What Bibi Dong had told him had given him quite a shock.

Bibi Dong had suddenly awakened memories of countless lives. Each one ended with her being betrayed and killed by someone or other.

It was as if Bibi Dong had been killed at least tens of thousands of times in a single instant. No wonder she had broken down.

Bibi Dong nodded silently.

Qian Xunji thought it over. Perhaps Bibi Dong had awakened memories of all sorts of Douluo Continent fanfiction. But every story had one thing in common:

Defeat Bibi Dong.

Qian Xunji almost couldn't take it.

"Ahem! Dong'er, it's all right. Don't be afraid. Nothing will happen to you in this life."

Bibi Dong had mostly regained her senses by now. At his words, she looked up and shot him a contemptuous glance.

In all those countless lives she remembered, Qian Xunji had never killed her. But whenever the story went far enough, he had taken her into the secret chamber, just as he had in this life. That meant he had done it to her at least ten thousand times!

At least there was Xiao Xue. In every life where Bibi Dong gave birth to her, Xiao Xue had loved her dearly.

"Teacher, what did you awaken? Don't tell me you're the one who'll kill me in this life." Bibi Dong was back to her usual sharp-tongued self around Qian Xunji. After all, she'd already told him everything while she wasn't in her right mind.

"I just awakened some memories and learned what's going to happen in this world. I'll get rid of Tang San and the others. Nothing will happen to you."

"And what if a bunch of people come out of nowhere, people who can kill even a God King in one blow, and decide to kill you?" Bibi Dong continued sarcastically.

Qian Xunji drew a sharp breath.

Her words made him realize something. What if the world he was in now was another fanfiction story?

Could Tang San suddenly inherit the Asura God's power in the next instant? Could someone else on Douluo Continent abruptly become the protagonist? Could a new protagonist even drop from the sky with a system and destroy Spirit Hall?

Silence.

"Dong'er, look on the bright side. Maybe we're the protagonists in this life?" Qian Xunji tried to comfort Bibi Dong—and himself.

"Think about it. In all those memories you awakened, did you ever suddenly remember so many past lives at once, like you did this time?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes and considered it. He was right. In most of the lives she remembered, she'd known nothing at all. At most, she'd known about one other life.

The memories of the original story.

"You have a point. But take me to see Xiao Xue first. I'm calm now," Bibi Dong said evenly.

Hearing how steady her voice was, Qian Xunji thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth.

"All right. But my father and I will stay and watch. Otherwise, I can't feel safe leaving Xiao Xue with you!"

"Hah. Coward. Take me to Xiao Xue." Bibi Dong got in one last jab before rising to her feet.