He untied the ropes binding Bibidong.
Bibidong's legs were numb from not moving for a long time, and she fell to the ground, but she didn't care about that; she immediately started to cry and complain.
"Teacher, Dong'er was wrong, Dong'er really misjudged that Yu Xiaogang."
"Not only is he a good-for-nothing who seeks fame, but he's also a hypocrite, worse than a beast."
"Teacher, Dong'er was wrong, truly wrong."
Bibidong knelt before Qian Xunfeng, crying with teary eyes, her voice choked with sobs.
Qian Xunfeng was expressionless, rubbing A Yin's plump waist, secretly shaking his head. Now was not the time; before obtaining the Rakshasa God Trial, he wouldn't give Bibidong any good treatment.
"Now you know you were wrong, what were you doing earlier!"
A cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Qian Xunfeng said indifferently:
"Heh, do you remember a few years ago, you wanted to pursue so-called love, and you left despite my advice."
"Where was that spirit back then? Didn't you say you would marry Yu Xiaogang in this life?"
"Who was it back then who would rather sever our master-disciple relationship to leave? Now you're wrong, hmph! It's too late."
"No, Teacher, Dong'er was deceived at that time. Please, Teacher, give Dong'er another chance."
Bibidong's originally exquisite face was tear-streaked, her hair a bit messy. She reached out to grab Qian Xunfeng's leg, but he dodged away in disgust.
"Give you another chance? The chance was already given to you when you left. Alright, you can leave."
Qian Xunfeng pretended to leave, but Bibidong dragged her numb legs, crawled in front of him, and blocked his way.
"Teacher, Dong'er really won't do it again."
"Please, Teacher, give Dong'er a chance. As long as I can stay by Teacher's side, please, Teacher."
At this moment, Bibidong no longer fantasized about restoring her original position as the Saintess; she only begged to stay here, even if she could only catch a glimpse of Qian Xunfeng from afar every day.
Seemingly seeing the young woman by Qian Xunfeng's side, Bibidong's eyes filled with endless envy, and a monstrous hatred for Yu Xiaogang.
If only she had obediently remained Teacher's student, she could have always been in contact with Teacher, and received Teacher's love.
Their relationship had been the closest before; if Yu Xiaogang hadn't deceived her, it should have been her leaning in Teacher's embrace.
Damn Yu Xiaogang, if I recover my cultivation, I will grind your bones to dust!
Bibidong didn't hate A Yin for taking Qian Xunfeng; she only hated her own ignorance. She felt that she was no longer worthy of Teacher, and even staying by Teacher's side to serve tea and water would be satisfying enough.
Once a person loses something, they realize how precious it was before.
"Bibidong, I am no longer your Teacher. For the sake of our past relationship, I'm letting you leave. Don't push your luck."
Qian Xunfeng's words gradually disheartened Bibidong. She knew that her past self had deeply hurt Teacher's heart.
But now she truly wanted to make amends to her Teacher, even if Qian Xunfeng was unwilling to forgive her.
"Teacher, don't go, Dong'er was truly wrong."
Watching Qian Xunfeng about to leave, Bibidong wailed loudly.
She truly regretted it, regretted believing Yu Xiaogang's nonsense, and repeatedly hurting Teacher's good intentions.
Her hatred for Yu Xiaogang deepened even further in her heart, and she even wanted to destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as well.
After all, in the original work, Bibidong wanted to destroy Spirit Hall and eventually the world because she was confined by Qian Xunji, or let Yu Xiaogang rule the newly established empire.
However, now the tables had turned; Qian Xunfeng had become the white moonlight in Bibidong's heart, and she only felt endless guilt towards Qian Xunfeng.
Yu Xiaogang, it's all because of you, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, you all deserve to die, it's all because of these beasts.
The intense resentment finally triggered the Rakshasa God's divine power, causing Qian Xunfeng's gaze to turn, looking at Bibidong on the ground with vacant eyes in surprise.
"Such great resentment? A few words can activate Rakshasa God power."
He had thought she would need to be left outside for a few days to experience the harshness of society. No, he definitely couldn't take her in so quickly; she still needed to be refined.
"Xunfeng, looking at her, if she's let out, she'll probably starve on the streets. Why not let her be a maid? It would be a good deed."
Seeing Bibidong sobbing uncontrollably, A Yin was, after all, too kind, and said to Qian Xunfeng.
"Hmph, letting her be a maid is letting her off easy."
Qian Xunfeng rubbed A Yin's face. Even if it wasn't for the plan, he clearly still held some resentment towards Bibidong. After all, how could he not be angry after she did such a thing?
He had raised her for twelve years, after all.
"Don't be angry, I'll accompany you tonight."
A Yin playfully rubbed against Qian Xunfeng. It had to be said that A Yin was truly a worthy wife and good mother; aside from being a bit soft-hearted, she had no flaws. Marrying A Yin was undoubtedly the most correct choice Qian Xunfeng had ever made.
As for Bibidong, she was simply being used, perhaps with a little emotion, but it had mostly been worn away.
"Fine, from now on, you'll be a maid responsible for the cleaning of Spirit Hall, front and back, understand?"
Now that Bibidong had activated the Rakshasa God power, she naturally had to be kept by his side, constantly psychologically hinted at, and finally sent to Slaughter City to obtain the Rakshasa God Trial.
"Thank you, Teacher, thank you, Teacher, Dong'er will work hard."
Hearing that she could stay, Bibidong was immediately overwhelmed with gratitude.
Her cultivation had been crippled, and her body was extremely weak. If she went out, with no background, she didn't know when she could take revenge on Yu Xiaogang, or she might be directly sold by Yu Xiaogang to those nobles and continue to be tormented.
"Alright, from now on, in Spirit Hall, you'll be called Dong'er. The name Bibidong disgusts me."
"If your cultivation is needed in the future, I will naturally help you."
After speaking, Qian Xunfeng embraced A Yin and slowly left.
Watching Qian Xunfeng embrace A Yin and leave, Bibidong felt a pang of sadness; she had had a chance too.
She could have also received Teacher's favoritism and been the Saintess admired by everyone in Spirit Hall.
"Yu Xiaogang, I will definitely make your life worse than death!"
Bibidong wiped away the tears on her face, followed a Cardinal to the maid's resting area to take a bath, and changed into the maid uniform designed by Qian Xunfeng.
After all the guests had left, she and a group of maids began to clean.
Because Yu Xiaogang never did any chores when they were together, she had learned quite a bit of common life knowledge.
She was barely competent for the cleaning job.
As she cleaned the living quarters behind the Pope's Hall, Bibidong suddenly stopped, her eyes filled with nostalgia. The room before her was the one she had lived in when she was the Saintess.
However, it was now empty. The room next door was brightly lit; it was Qian Xunfeng's room.
As she cleaned Qian Xunfeng's room, Bibidong suddenly noticed that the bedroom window wasn't closed tightly, revealing a tiny gap.
Driven by curiosity, Bibidong peered through the window's gap and saw the loving scene of Qian Xunfeng and A Yin.
"Teacher."
Looking at the scene inside, Bibidong yearned for it. Years of longing had clouded her mind, and her eyes couldn't move away from Qian Xunfeng's body.
Unable to bear the loneliness, she silently retracted one hand, not knowing where it went, only letting out a series of chirping bird-like sounds, occasionally murmuring to herself.
"Teacher, Teacher!"
The wind rustled, cold as the Yi River.
As a glistening liquid flowed down, Bibidong took one last nostalgic look at Qian Xunfeng, then quietly closed the window.
She left in a daze, leaving only the glistening liquid on the ground, sparkling under the moonlight.Chapter 20: The Peeping Tom Outside the Window