"Qian Daoliu..."
Bibi Dong had not considered that.
She had not wanted to bring it up again, but then she suddenly remembered her objective.
Wait, that isn't right. I'm going to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, not fight Qian Daoliu. What am I afraid of him for?
You clearly don't want to give it to me, yet you sound so self-righteous.
"Rakshasa God, I only want the divine weapon to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, not to fight anyone. Why won't you give it to me?"
Bibi Dong challenged the Rakshasa God.
What kind of god doesn't give their inheritor any rewards at all?
Are you some kind of freak, Rakshasa God?
It was no wonder Bibi Dong was so furious. Bai Guyue had previously told her that inheritances from seniors usually came with plenty of rewards for their juniors, much like a newbie gift pack.
Otherwise, Bibi Dong really would have been hoodwinked without knowing it.
"I am the Rakshasa God, a First-Level God. Once you attain godhood and break through level one hundred to become a god, I will naturally give you the divine weapon. I never said I wouldn't."
The Rakshasa God sounded distinctly impatient.
This is the first time I've ever seen such a disobedient inheritor.
She's just like a child going through a rebellious phase.
"Become a god at level one hundred? Wouldn't that mean I have to complete the Rakshasa Nine Trials first?"
Bibi Dong was immediately displeased.
"Don't you think you're going too far? You won't give me anything until I complete the Rakshasa Nine Trials. Once I've completed them, what would I need your divine weapon for?"
"Wait, why are you in such a hurry?" The Rakshasa God was somewhat speechless. "Who taught you to think in such a crooked way?"
I naturally won't go back on what I've promised.
How can you demand that I give it to you in advance? How can the rules I set be changed on a whim?
I thought I could just fool her and get it over with, but she saw right through me.
This Bibi Dong really is getting a little hard to control. She used to be so easy to control; a few words were all it took.
Has she finally wised up?
Anyway, I'm sticking to my guns and refusing to give it to her. Let's see what she can do.
"Are you sure you won't give it to me?"
"No!"
Bibi Dong clenched her teeth. For the sake of her plans later on, she could only take a desperate gamble, betting that the Rakshasa God would not dare to fight her to mutual destruction.
"Rakshasa God, since you're being so overbearing, I won't continue pursuing this godhood. You can go find another inheritor yourself. I, Bibi Dong, don't care for your godhood anyway."
Huh?
The Rakshasa God was dumbfounded.
She's just giving up godhood because she feels like it, and she's so self-righteous about it.
I'm a god. I make the rules in the first place.
"Are you really giving it up?" the Rakshasa God asked tentatively.
"I'm giving it up, I'm giving it up. Just leave," Bibi Dong said impatiently.
"You devoured Qian Xunji to unlock the Rakshasa God Inheritance, and you're just giving it up like that?" the Rakshasa God asked. "Are you really willing to accept that?"
Bibi Dong chuckled.
"Devouring Qian Xunji also helped me take the position of Pope. Anything else has nothing to do with me anymore."
The Rakshasa God fell silent.
She did not know whether Bibi Dong meant it, but even if she did not, given how decisively Bibi Dong acted, she might actually give it up.
This is the inheritor I picked out so carefully. I can't just give her up.
The Rakshasa God was ultimately swayed by Bibi Dong and agreed at once.
"Fine, I'll give you the divine weapon, but I can only lend it to you. I can't give it to you outright."
Bibi Dong showed no other emotion, her face as expressionless as ever.
"Rakshasa God, wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier?"
The Rakshasa God snorted. "I have my principles too."
With that, the Rakshasa God summoned her power, and a cloud of purple mist soon appeared before Bibi Dong.
The purple mist churned and swirled violently, deep black-purple light constantly flowing within it. The outline of a scythe could just be made out rising and sinking in the mist, heavy with sinister energy.
The mist slowly dispersed, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe floated slowly out of it.
The scythe's shaft was covered in fine barbs like withered bones. Countless dark purple demonic patterns wound across its broad, curved blade, eerie purple light flickering ceaselessly over its surface as wisps of sinister mist streamed outward along the scythe.
The Demon Scythe hovered quietly before Bibi Dong without touching the ground, and an icy, hate-filled pressure swept over her.
Bibi Dong raised her eyes, her gaze falling on the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. She instinctively reached out a hand, and just as she was about to touch it, the Rakshasa God's voice rang out.
"Bibi Dong, I have to warn you, the price of wielding the Demon Scythe is steep. With what you can withstand now, you won't be able to control it for long."
"I can bear the price."
She reached out again, and the moment she touched the shaft, a torrent of violent negative emotions surged into her mind. Countless thoughts of hatred, slaughter, and despair tried to invade her consciousness.
Her heart tightened, and she relied on her powerful will to hold fast to herself. Unmoved by the lure of those wicked thoughts, she gripped the long shaft firmly.
The instant she seized the Demon Scythe, the whole weapon trembled gently as though it were alive, and its purple light blazed.
"Remember, I'm only lending it to you!"
The Rakshasa God's voice rang in Bibi Dong's consciousness, carrying a note of reluctance.
"There is a time limit. Once you finish hunting the Soul Beast, you must return the Demon Scythe. The divine weapon's power exceeds what you can currently withstand, so you must not squander its divine power. If its power runs out of control, the Rakshasa's sinister energy will devour your mind."
Bibi Dong held the enormous Rakshasa Demon Scythe in one hand, a faint smile curving her lips.
"Don't worry, I know my limits. I'm only borrowing it to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. I won't cause too much of a stir."
She swung the Demon Scythe lightly, and a purple-black slash swept silently across the ground. The soil corroded under the sinister energy, leaving a deep, dark gash.
"With this Rakshasa Demon Scythe in hand, hunting that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is sure to succeed."
She was brimming with confidence, but she still put the Rakshasa Demon Scythe away.
The Demon Scythe could erode a person's mind. It was indeed no ordinary object.
The Rakshasa God did not respond again, evidently very unhappy.
But whether the Rakshasa God was happy or not made no difference. The divine weapon was already in Bibi Dong's hands.
As for whether she would return it, that depended on her mood.
Once there was a first time, there would be a second.
She had more or less figured out the Rakshasa God's temperament. The Rakshasa God could not abandon her, and she also seemed to need Bibi Dong to complete the Godhood Inheritance quickly.
Though Bibi Dong did not know what benefit the Rakshasa God would gain from her completing the nine trials, this was advantageous to her at least.
She gathered her thoughts.
"Next, I need to sort out my plans. Yue Guan and Gui Mei must come along too."
Those two's Martial Soul Fusion Skill would be a great help to her. She had to make sure to bring them along.
That would also spare her some trouble.
As for Bai Guyue, once she broke through to become a Titled Douluo, she could spread the news.
When that happens, everyone on the continent will see it. I don't believe Bai Guyue can remain as steadfast as he was today.
Even if Qian Daoliu disagreed, it would be no use.
After all, the Pope's Palace needed her to hold down the fort, and no one could replace her for the time being.
She unconsciously licked her red lips. "Xiao Bai, you'd better pray you don't disappoint me, or I really will take you to the secret chamber."