"Nihuang, huh? A very fitting title, matching your martial spirit."
"It was Xiaofeng who came up with it. He decided on it a long time ago."
Ling Yuan smiled brightly and walked towards Lin Feng and Qian Renxue.
A glint flashed in her eyes—she hadn't been gone long, yet someone had taken her spot?
"Heh."
Bibi Dong chuckled softly, took two steps back, and made a gesture of invitation, yet her aura was unwavering. She looked calmly at Ling Yuan, and Lin Feng vaguely saw a spark of lightning flicker between the two.
Qingluan glanced around. In the Scarlet Feather Kite's territory, soul beasts were already rare, and the recent battle had scared away even the weaker ones.
This was indeed an excellent spot to set up camp.
"Ling Yuan, focus on stabilizing your cultivation. We will camp here for the night and continue hunting tomorrow."
"Understood."
Qingluan walked to Lin Feng's side and pressed down on his shoulder.
"Crack..."A subtle sound came through. "Kid, I heard you're good at cooking? Take the Scarlet Feather Kite's carcass and make us a meal."
Lin Feng's mouth twitched as he slipped out of Qingluan's grip, reconnecting his dislocated shoulder without changing his expression, and started preparing the meal.
The smell of cooking soon filled the air.
"Gurgle..."
Qian Renxue looked over and saw Bibi Dong, sitting on a stump, turning her head away.
With a sly smile, Qian Renxue quickly moved to Lin Feng's side and gave him a playful bite on the cheek.
Bibi Dong lowered her eyes, her expression complicated."He's truly exceptional... Why wasn't it him I met back then..."
"Everyone, come over. This part is done, the rest needs a bit more time. I've also prepared some sweet wine with ice, along with various fruits and desserts."
Qian Renxue's eyes lit up:"Xiaofeng, you even prepared so much?"
"Thanks to Grandpa Golden Crocodile's storage belt. I packed some food in advance."
"You're so thoughtful! Love you!"
She cheerfully took the plate from Lin Feng.
One by one, the others took their share. When it was Bibi Dong's turn, she paused for a moment.
"Thank you..."
Lin Feng smiled:"It's only right."
Bibi Dong returned to her spot, silently watching Lin Feng approach Ling Yuan and Qian Renxue, her grip on her chopsticks tightening.
"Old Ghost, let me tell you, Xiaofeng's cooking is unparalleled. Following him for over two years, I've gained some weight. Ever since I returned to Spirit City yesterday, even regular meals tasted bland. Hey, Xiaofeng! Give me a few more bottles of your seasoning!"
Lin Feng shook his head with a smile, pulling more jars from his belt:
"Everyone can take a few bottles. You can use them as dipping sauces or for cooking."
Qingluan grumbled internally while taking a bottle:
"As if I care about your condiments... but they do taste good."
Bibi Dong accepted a bottle with a slight smile:"Thank you, Xiaofeng."
As night fell, the group set up tents. Ling Yuan, Qian Renxue, and Lin Feng shared one, while the others stayed separately.
With Qingluan's superior sensory abilities, safety was not a concern.
The next day, they moved to the territory of the Death Spider Emperor to help Bibi Dong acquire a spirit ring. This Death Spider Emperor, a formidable 100,000-year soul beast, was considered the emperor among spider-type spirit beasts, signifying unparalleled bloodline power.
Its upper body was covered in dark purple armor, even its face protected by a chitinous shell. Below was a massive spherical abdomen with eight thick, hairy legs oozing viscous fluid.
Seeing the terrifying creature, Lin Feng finally understood why Bibi Dong hated transforming into her martial spirit's true form.
Despite her regal beauty and grace, the contrast between her appearance and the monstrous spider was stark.
A brilliant red spirit ring emerged from the Death Spider Emperor's corpse—a 100,000-year spirit ring, the ultimate treasure among soul masters.
Bibi Dong, without the blessing of celestial herbs or spirit marrow, had achieved this with her own strength, despite the God of Rakshasa's stinginess during her trials.
The ring configuration—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red—pulsated on Bibi Dong, and her aura soared.
Suddenly, her eyes opened, glowing a menacing crimson. Violent, evil energy surged from her body, causing a shockwave to ripple through the forest.
Outside Douluo Star, in a distant spatial node:
In a grand, blood-soaked hall filled with malice, a seductive figure on the throne opened her eyes, stroking her alluring form.
"Oh? That successor I stole from Asura has already become a Title Douluo?Her state of mind... has it mended somewhat?"
The God of Rakshasa frowned, sensing Bibi Dong's emotional changes.
"Ah... I see. The anchor point of her feelings has shifted to another person? If that's the case, I'll indulge you. Since you're already wavering, why not go all the way? Bibi Dong, I'm quite interested in your next move."
For a moment, the space around the Rakshasa God twisted, revealing a hideous visage behind the seductive facade—a terrifying manifestation of the Rakshasa God's corrupt power.
Even she couldn't fully control the malevolence, leaving her with a grotesque appearance beneath the surface beauty.
As a successor stolen from Asura, Bibi Dong was never in her favor; instead, the God of Rakshasa vented years of resentment on her for amusement.
Back on Douluo Star:
Bibi Dong's eyes regained clarity, and the voice of Yu Xiaogang that had haunted her mind finally vanished, replaced by Lin Feng's name.
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