The present Bibi Dong had not been defiled as she had in the original story, nor had she turned to darkness. Her girlish heart was exceptionally strong, and faced with the cute, adorably clueless Xu Feng, she had no resistance whatsoever.
"Be good, my disciple. Don't move. Your teacher is loosening up your muscles and bones."
[Aaaah! You demon, get away from me!]
[If this keeps going, I... I'm going to be broken by your playing, Teacher!]
After being put through all that, Xu Feng simply resigned himself to his fate. Whatever Bibi Dong did to him, he could no longer be bothered to resist.
[Ding! Congratulations, host. Having suffered Bibi Dong's savage manhandling without any desire to resist, you have completed the lying-flat achievement mission "Too lazy to pick your toes." Reward: First Soul Ring age increased by 10,000 years.]
"Holy shit, even this counts as an achievement?" Xu Feng was a little astonished, then grumbled inwardly.
[Just as I thought, resisting Teacher is wrong. Only by lying flat and letting Teacher bully me can I grow stronger.]
Hearing these thoughts, Bibi Dong stiffened, and a blush appeared on her flawless, snow-white cheeks.
"This little bastard, always saying such strange things."
Now Bibi Dong felt too embarrassed to keep playing around, so she released Xu Feng.
Her mood had also improved considerably.
"My disciple, would you like your teacher to find you a grandmaster?"
Out of nowhere, Bibi Dong said this.
"A grandmaster? I don't want one, and you're not allowed to find one," Xu Feng answered decisively. For once, his words matched his thoughts.
[Why find a grandmaster? What would we need that thing for? A man would only slow down Teacher's cultivation.]
[How would she protect me then?]
[Besides, Teacher is so beautiful. Who in this world deserves her... ahem, except me.]
"Little bastard..."
"What do you mean, except you?"
"You're starting to think all that nonsense again."
Bibi Dong felt a surge of flustered irritation, but remembering that her dear disciple had called her beautiful still made her a little happy.
Of course, happy as she was inside, Bibi Dong put on an authoritative expression. "It's getting late. Your teacher should leave. Don't spend all day eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating. It really disgraces your reputation as the Holy Maiden's disciple."
"Yes, your disciple obeys," Xu Feng answered. Of course, he did not think he had any reputation left to speak of. After all, his uselessness was known far and wide.
Bibi Dong made to leave, but suddenly, a jolt ran through her mind. She staggered and nearly fell to the ground.
"Teacher, what's wrong?" Startled, Xu Feng hurried over to support her.
"My disciple, for some reason, your teacher just felt strangely unsettled, as though something had set its sights on me." Bibi Dong glanced at Xu Feng. Knowing he had the ability to foresee things, she hurriedly probed, "Have you noticed anything unusual?"
Xu Feng looked thoughtful, his expression gradually growing grave. "Your disciple doesn't know. In any case, please be careful in everything you do, Teacher."
Seeing this, even Bibi Dong began to panic.
What was going on?
Why had her dear disciple stopped working?
Where was his prophecy?
Bibi Dong truly had felt a pang of dread just now, and being unable to find the cause left her somewhat uneasy. Just as she grew nervous, Xu Feng's laughter rang out in her mind.
[Hahaha, my silly teacher is so easy to fool. She's already scared.]
[You didn't expect that, did you? The reason you felt unsettled just now was that the Rakshasa God's sole consecrator, Blood Pupil, had set her sights on you. In other words, you've already been chosen as a candidate for the Rakshasa inheritance.]
"The Rakshasa inheritance?"
"A candidate?"
Bibi Dong froze at first, then her heart trembled, filled with disbelief.
She had caught a god's attention?
While Bibi Dong reeled in shock, Xu Feng's thoughts sounded again.
[Although Teacher has been chosen by the Rakshasa God, this deity doesn't seem all that great. Even after becoming a god, she still couldn't beat the Asura God. Trash.]
[Still, however trashy this Rakshasa deity is, it's still one of the Divine Realm's thirty-two chief gods. It would be pretty good if Teacher could take on this inheritance.]
"The Rakshasa God, trash?"
Xu Feng's words left Bibi Dong somewhat dumbfounded.
Gods were beings worshipped by every Soul Master on the Douluo Continent.
How had one become trash in her disciple's eyes?
Could becoming a god be easy?
At this thought, Bibi Dong instinctively probed Xu Feng. "My dear disciple, do you think your teacher will have a chance to attain godhood through her own efforts?"
"Well..." Xu Feng put on an inscrutable air and said, "That concerns the realm of gods. It is no longer something your disciple can presume to speculate about."
Bibi Dong had already figured out Xu Feng's habit of saying one thing and thinking another, so she acted as though she had heard nothing and simply waited for his thoughts.
[Hehe, you silly teacher. Attaining godhood couldn't be simpler.]
[You just need to break through to Titled Douluo, then hunt a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, a Death Spider Emperor, and attach its Soul Ring to your Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul. You'll gain two Soul Skills: one grants an undying body, and the other lets your body turn into energy. With those two Soul Skills, no one below God Rank will be able to kill you. After that, becoming a god will only be a matter of time!]
After hearing this, Bibi Dong's heart trembled, and she felt as though everything had suddenly become clear.
Of course.
Why had she never thought of that before?
Her Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul naturally possessed powerful vitality, along with the ability to turn into energy. If she hunted the same kind of Soul Beast for a Soul Ring, she would very likely gain an undying body. And as long as she could not die, wouldn't becoming a god be only a matter of time?
"My dear disciple, it's getting late. Rest well. Your teacher is leaving."
The thought that she had hope of becoming a god independently instantly filled Bibi Dong with drive. She lingered no longer and returned straight to her residence to enter secluded cultivation.
As for the feelings that useless Yu Xiaogang had stirred in Bibi Dong, what did those count for? They could get lost.
That useless Yu Xiaogang wasn't half as good as her precious disciple.
Over the next few days, Xu Feng finally welcomed the leisurely period he had dreamed of.
No one disturbed his loafing, and no one kneaded his cheeks anymore. Life like this could not have been more comfortable.
[Ding! Congratulations, host. You walked beneath a large tree 200 meters away to enjoy the shade, triggering 1,000 times cultivation speed, equivalent to running 200,000 meters. Your Soul Power Level has increased by 5%.] [Ding! Congratulations, host, on completing the Lying Flat Daily Routine: enjoying the shade beneath a large tree for over 10 hours. Reward: Soul Power Level increased by 5%, Lying Flat Points +15.] [Ding! Congratulations, host. Your Soul Power gauge has exceeded 100%. Your level has automatically broken through.]
Boom!
A wave of air exploded outward.
Xu Feng had reached level 72.
Although he had leveled up, Xu Feng still lay flat, unmoved even by thunder, and continued sleeping soundly.
Until night fell and the full moon hung high.
At this moment, Xu Feng did not know that the instant darkness descended, the Rakshasa emissary representing evil and darkness had already appeared. She was none other than the Rakshasa God's sole consecrator, Blood Pupil, a woman who had almost lost all emotion and one of the few level-99 Limit Douluos alive. Born from darkness, the instant this night fell, no Limit Douluo in the world dared claim to be the strongest, not even Tang Chen.
At this moment, Blood Pupil wore a black veil over her face and a black dress, her ankles bare. Black mist wreathed her entire body as she floated in the air. Her eyes in particular glimmered with a red light that made hearts tremble. Like an evil spirit that had walked out of hell, she was mysterious and chilling.
She gazed coldly at Xu Feng, and a demonic voice resembling an infant's cries rang out. "Xu Feng, why does your body carry the aura of the Black Heaven Demon Scythe? Didn't it disappear long ago?"
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