After a long while, Bibi Dong was the first to break the awkward silence, giving Ning Bei a complicated look.
"Boy, I admit defeat this time. Let me leave, and our business is written off."
Ning Bei looked strangely at Bibi Dong, who was slumped on the ground.
"You two really are mother and daughter. The first thing you say after being taken care of is exactly the same."
Ning Bei's words made Bibi Dong's face extremely ugly.
"That girl even told you this?"
"Told me what? You mother and daughter are all rushing to cause me trouble, do you really think I have no temper?"
Skillfully summoning Yao Yao, he arranged a set of Japanese bondage for her.
Putting away the tables, chairs, small benches, melon seeds, and drinks, Ning Bei came to Bibi Dong, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and lifted the Pope's chin with his index finger.
"I thought you wouldn't care about the little angel's life or death? Now it seems you still care about her a bit, sneaking over in the middle of the night to take a look?"
Her current state made Bibi Dong feel extremely embarrassed, as if she had returned to that night decades ago, except that the terrain here was much more open.
The Pope looked at Ning Bei's finger on her chin with a man-eating expression.
"Boy, keep your hands to yourself, or I will definitely make you regret it when I recover my Soul Power."
"Also, how exactly did you know about me and that girl's affairs? She couldn't have told you this much."
Seeing that she was still threatening him, Ning Bei looked at her with a wicked smile.
"Or should I go and call the little angel over now?"
"And then tell her that your mother traveled across the ocean to see you?"
Bibi Dong's expression changed upon hearing this. She had just gotten rid of the Rakshasa God's power today and didn't know why she wanted to secretly see Qian Renxue, but she didn't want her to find out.
Seeing Ning Bei summon the Phantom Dream Butterfly, intending to report the news, Bibi Dong immediately became anxious.
"Wait, what exactly do you want? If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have wasted so much time talking."
Seeing that Bibi Dong was willing to communicate, Ning Bei took back the Phantom Dream Butterfly and Yao Yao, returning her freedom.
Bibi Dong stretched her numb body and looked at the young man in front of her with a complicated expression.
"Speak, what exactly do you know?"
Ning Bei smiled mysteriously, and the Great Deceiving Technique was activated.
"I know a lot of things, such as the Rakshasa God inheritance in Slaughter City, why Qian Renxue came to Tiandou to go undercover, and of course, some things you don't want to mention, so I won't say too much."
Bibi Dong looked at Ning Bei with a livid face.
"And then? You still haven't explained how you know!"
Ning Bei pointed to the sky with his finger, without answering her, but instead talked about the Rakshasa God position.
"The Rakshasa God's soul took the initiative to find you, right?"
Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly.
"That's right, so what? It's normal for gods to want to find successors, isn't it?"
"Finding a successor is indeed normal, but are you aware that the Rakshasa God and the Angel God are mortal enemies?"
Bibi Dong shook her head; she didn't care about such things, anyway, she already hated the Angel Clan.
Ning Bei understood her thoughts and continued,
"Then I suppose you're also unaware that the Rakshasa God is a subordinate of the Asura God, right? And I presume you also don't care that the Asura God's successor has been chosen as Tang Hao's son?"
"What? That's impossible!"
Bibi Dong was shocked again after hearing this.
Her reaction was within Ning Bei's expectations.
"In the end, this is just a means for the Asura God to unify the luck of the Douluo Continent, sending his subordinate, the Rakshasa God, to choose the Angel Clan's mortal enemy as his successor, then eliminate the Angel God's successor, ultimately becoming a stepping stone for his own successor."
Bibi Dong fell silent upon hearing this. If things were as Ning Bei said, then her years of planning would become a joke.
Seeing this, Ning Bei added fuel to the fire.
"I even suspect that before obtaining the Rakshasa God position, you were already a pawn, such as being made to fall in love with a good-for-nothing, or influencing the Angel successor's mind, causing her to do something irreversible, and then guiding you to Slaughter City to obtain the god position."
Ning Bei's words made Bibi Dong clench her fists tighter and tighter; she couldn't accept that her entire life was like a toy.
"That's just your guess; do you have any evidence?"
Seeing that the other party was still unwilling to give up, Ning Bei prepared to bring out the last straw that would crush her.
"Aren't the contaminations in your soul the best proof? Completely contaminating the successor's soul, turning her into a madman, do you think that's reasonable?"
"As far as I know, neither the Angel God Trial nor the Sea God Trial are like this; even the Asura God, known for slaughter, would not choose a madman as his successor in the end."
His words drained Bibi Dong of her last bit of strength, causing her to collapse and fall to the ground.
Ning Bei was right. Ever since Bibi Dong obtained the god trial, she had been affected by the Rakshasa God's power day and night. Even with all her strength, she could hardly escape the pain of her soul being torn apart. This was also why she now possessed level 97 Soul Power but couldn't fully display her true strength.
So, as Ning Bei said, she would ultimately become a pawn without her own thoughts, at the mercy of others. What was the point of all the efforts she was making now?
Ning Bei sighed inwardly, thinking that the mother and daughter were indeed alike, with the same expression after learning the truth.
"Actually, you don't need to be discouraged. As long as you can keep your soul from being devoured, then you can eventually become a true Rakshasa God."
Bibi Dong's eyes lit up after hearing Ning Bei's words, but then her expression dimmed again.
"You won't understand the terror of divine power; it's simply not something I can resist. Even with all my strength, I can only slow down the process. At first, I thought it was just the Rakshasa God's test, but now it seems..."
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"Don't panic, Your Holiness the Pope. Since I've told you this, I naturally have a solution. Otherwise, what's the point of me arguing with you here in the middle of the night?"
Bibi Dong looked at Ning Bei with ecstasy.
"What solution?"
Ning Bei took out two jade bottles from his necklace and threw them to Bibi Dong.
"These two are the Soul Nourishing Pill and the Soul Cleansing Pill respectively. The Soul Nourishing Pill can repair damaged souls, while the Soul Cleansing Pill can remove all soul power within your body that doesn't belong to you."
Bibi Dong looked at the jade bottle in her hand, and upon hearing Ning Bei's explanation, her beautiful eyes widened.
"This, this."
Ning Bei looked at her expression and nodded in satisfaction.
A sense of pleasure, of being able to easily handle something that others were helpless with, welled up in his heart.
His own pills were effective even on a level one god like the Silver Dragon King, so there was no reason why he couldn't handle a Titled Douluo's difficult and complicated condition.
"Try it, anyway, if I wanted to do something to you, you wouldn't be able to resist now, so there's no need to be afraid of me being redundant."
Bibi Dong nodded upon hearing this, no longer hesitated, and directly opened the jade bottle containing the Soul Cleansing Pill, pouring the milky white pill into her mouth.
The pill melted as soon as it entered her mouth, and before long, it turned into medicinal power that surged towards the depths of her soul.
One chapter is stuck in review, and I don't know what the problem is yet, I'll have to check it tomorrow morning, sorry my dears!
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