svetikya Chapter 1 If you can't beat them, join them
Chapter 1 If you can't beat them, join them
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Is there a more hellish start than this?
Looking at his remaining half of a spider leg, Nan Feng couldn't help but curse under his breath.
Transmigrating into the body of the Death Spider King, a 100,000-year-old soul beast, sounds incredibly powerful, ruling over the Death Canyon.
But the reality is that he is currently in a low-health, AFK state, ready to have his equipment looted at any moment.
Bibi Dong!
That woman is practically a master of the "kite style".
Over the past year, she used various traps, poisons, and even luring monsters to kill her, whittling down this top-tier boss to the last sliver of health.
Now, Nan Feng could clearly sense through his spiderweb-like mental energy that the woman had entered the Death Canyon again!
And it was hurtling toward his lair at breakneck speed.
Run? Don't be ridiculous.
If he were to leave his territory in this crippled state, those mortal enemies eyeing his land would teach him a lesson in no time.
Fight? That would be suicide.
"Am I going to be eliminated immediately after arriving here?"
Nan Feng stared at the faint light shining in from the cave entrance, his mind racing.
No, there is another way.
If you can't beat them, join them!
Bibi Dong's martial soul is also the Death Spider Emperor. According to the memories remaining in this body, there is an extremely special bloodline connection between martial souls of the same type and soul beasts.
This is not just a hunter-hunter relationship, but a perfect match!
Since we can't avoid this blow, we might as well find a different way to live.
Since the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm can preserve its consciousness through sacrifice and reside in a human body, why can't he, who possesses the same top-level spiritual power and vitality, do the same?
"You want my spirit ring and spirit bone, huh?" Nan Feng endured the excruciating pain and propped himself up. "You don't need to lift a finger, I'll sacrifice myself!"
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Meanwhile, Bibi Dong traversed the Death Canyon, filled with poisonous venom, and silently infiltrated the Death Spider King's enormous underground lair.
She knew very well that the most dangerous thing was for a cornered beast to fight back, especially for a 100,000-year-old soul beast with the talent of "immortality". Its counterattack before death was enough to take a titled Douluo down with it.
Therefore, she had to wait until the Death Spider King was so weak that it couldn't even self-destruct.
Right now.
She held her breath, and the phantom of the Soul-Devouring Spider King's martial spirit appeared behind her, ready to deliver a fatal blow.
However, her pupils suddenly contracted when she stepped into the core area of the nest.
Is it empty?
The enormous spider body, as large as a small mountain, had vanished!
Only pools of dark green blood, still wet, remained on the ground, the result of the previous serious injuries.
"It escaped? Impossible, it was so badly injured, how could it have escaped my senses?"
Warning bells rang in Bibi Dong's mind, and a strong sense of unease welled up in her heart.
Just as she was about to release her mental energy to search her surroundings, a terrifying pressure that made her soul tremble erupted from behind her without warning!
"hiss--!!!"
With a piercing, earth-shattering roar, a massive shadow instantly enveloped Bibi Dong.
She turned around abruptly and saw the Death Spider King hanging upside down on a shadowy rock wall behind her.
Its originally broken spider legs had completely grown back, sharp as spears, gleaming with a chilling, eerie light.
The once cracked carapace is now as smooth as new, with a purplish-black aura flowing around it, and its evil and domineering aura is even stronger than when she first saw it!
This is not on its last legs; it's clearly at its peak!
"How is that possible?!"
A storm raged in Bibi Dong's heart.
Half a month ago, she watched as this guy had half his body torn apart by three top-level ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, and even his proud "immortal body" became ineffective due to the exhaustion of his soul power.
That's a severe injury that damages the very source of life. It might not heal in just half a month, or even ten years of recuperation!
Has it been feigning weakness all year to lure me in deeper, only to turn the tables in this enclosed lair?
A bead of cold sweat slid down Bibi Dong's forehead.
Facing a 100,000-year-old Death Spider King in its prime, even as a genius with twin martial souls, her chances of winning are less than 30%!
However, what she didn't know was that at this very moment, Nan Feng was in a state of utter panic.
"Stay calm! You must stay calm! If you show even the slightest weakness, this crazy woman will pounce on you and tear you apart!"
Just now, he forcibly burned his life essence and activated the repair effect of "immortality".
It's just an empty shell.
If he still had a chance to fight Bibi Dong before, now he is utterly helpless against her.
But he had to do it.
If he lay on the ground like a dead dog begging for mercy: "Heroine, spare my life, I am willing to sacrifice myself."
Given Bibi Dong's suspicious and ruthless nature, she would definitely stab him to death first, and then slowly absorb his spirit rings.
After all, dead soul beasts are the safest.
To "sacrifice" and retain one's sanity, and to become her "cheat code" through a method similar to the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, a prerequisite must first be established—deterrence.
He wanted Bibi Dong to feel that killing him would come at a terrible price, and might even result in mutual destruction.
She will only be willing to sit down and listen to a "win-win" solution when she is "too weak" or "too costly".
Nan Feng looked down at Bibi Dong with his eight eerie green eyes, enduring the dizziness caused by the rapid loss of his life force.
Instead of attacking directly, he slowly opened his enormous claws, and a powerful spiritual wave, belonging to a king, surged forcefully into Bibi Dong's mind:
"Human, do you desire my power?"
Bibi Dong was deeply shocked.
Although she had long known that the wisdom of a 100,000-year-old soul beast was no less than that of a human, and even more cunning in some ways, this was the first time in more than a year that the Death Spider King, which she had been hunting down, had taken the initiative to communicate with her.
A 100,000-year-old soul beast is at least comparable to a human titled Douluo of level 95 or above.
This level of soul beast overlord has extreme arrogance etched into its very bones.
When cornered, they will often choose to self-destruct without hesitation, never allowing humans to succeed.
This is why she has never dared to push too hard.
Now, this old spider seems to have returned to its "prime," not only not killing her, but also taking the initiative to communicate?
Bibi Dong did not respond; her body was tense, and her soul power was secretly circulating, ready to escape at any moment.
She had no chance of winning against the Death Spider Queen at her peak.
For the sake of revenge, she must endure; she absolutely cannot die here.
Since the hunt failed, we can only take a longer approach, even if it means waiting a few more years...
"You don't need to rush, and you don't need to be nervous."
Seemingly sensing Bibi Dong's intention to retreat, Nan Feng's enormous compound eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and his mental transmission came again, tinged with a hint of mockery:
"Actually, I noticed you as early as ten years ago, when you first stepped into the outer edge of Death Canyon for training."
Bibi Dong's pupils constricted slightly.
ten years ago?
That was when she was still a saintess. In order to break through the bottleneck of the Soul Saint, she came to the Death Canyon alone to hunt for the seventh soul ring of the Death Spider King.
Was this guy eyeing her back then?
"Back then, although you were weak, your martial spirit piqued my interest. Death Spider Emperor... It's truly rare for such a martial spirit to appear in a human," Nan Feng said calmly.
"However, you haven't appeared since you took the seventh spirit ring and left. Several years have passed since you disappeared, and I thought you had died out there."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's previously wary face instantly turned deathly pale, and then an uncontrollable, terrifying chill erupted from her body!
That wasn't murderous intent directed at Nan Feng, but rather a deep-seated resentment and hatred.
Back then, she returned to the Spirit Hall full of vigor with her seventh spirit ring, only to be defiled by that beast named Qian Xunji, imprisoned in a dark and secluded chamber, and forced to give birth to the daughter she considered a disgrace...
Only after she learned to pretend and bury her hatred deep in her heart did the man lower his guard and lift his confinement of her.
Then, she rushed into the killing city like a madwoman, numbing herself in the endless carnage.
Nan Feng looked down at Bibi Dong from his high vantage point.
Even from a distance, he could sense the sudden turmoil in the woman's aura.
"It seems I hit the nail on the head regarding some unpleasant things."
Nanfeng's massive claws gently tapped the rock wall, producing a crisp, metallic clang. His tone suddenly shifted, becoming meaningful:
"But my interest in you lies not only in your martial spirit, but also in that...nostalgic aura about you."
His massive head leaned forward slightly, staring intently at Bibi Dong:
"The aura of a Rakshasa."
Bibi Dong's expression froze.
The legacy of the Rakshasa God!
This is her biggest secret, the opportunity she gained after surviving countless near-death experiences in the Killing City, and her greatest trump card for revenge against the Angel Clan!
Absolutely no one in the world knows this except for herself!
How could this soul beast possibly sense it?!
Are you surprised?
Nan Feng seemed to enjoy Bibi Dong's expression at that moment. His huge compound eyes flashed with an eerie light as he began his flawless "performance".
"No matter what, I am an ancient being who has lived on this continent for a hundred thousand years. How could I not recognize mere remnants of divine power?"
"Thirty thousand years ago, when the Rakshasa God ascended to the realm of gods, I still vividly remember that evil and magnificent aura."
At this point, Nan Feng paused deliberately, his tone becoming somewhat playful.
"I just didn't expect the aura of Rakshasa to reappear. It seems you've already gained the Rakshasa God's approval, but haven't officially begun the divine trial yet?"
"Let me think... Rakshasa and angels are sworn enemies. The conditions for starting the Rakshasa's divine trial, or the biggest obstacle, should be related to the angel race, right?"
Bibi Dong was completely frozen.
If the "Rakshasa aura" can be attributed to keen perception, then the connection with the "Angel Clan" can never be a coincidence!
The condition for opening the Rakshasa Secret Realm is to devour the soul of a six-winged angel martial soul owner!
He knows everything!
What exactly is this soul beast?!
Nan Feng secretly rejoiced at Bibi Dong's expression, which looked as if she had seen a ghost.
That's right. Only when you're completely stunned will the subsequent "cooperation" be a natural progression.