Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start.

Chapter 12, the Rakshasa Trial, instantly transforms into a two-player dungeon.

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"call……"

Bibi Dong let out a long sigh of relief. "How is it? This power..."

"What the hell is wrong with it?!"

Before Bibi Dong could finish speaking, Nan Feng's furious voice exploded in her mind.

"I'm fucking going crazy!"

Nan Feng's soul was writhing in his sea of ​​consciousness, truly driven mad by the torment. "How did you manage to endure the evil thoughts in that Rakshasa Secret Realm? I only managed to snag a few scraps, and my mind is still replaying a hundred ways to destroy the world and a thousand inappropriate images for children!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of pleasure flashed across Bibi Dong's originally cold face.

"You can't even handle this?"

Bibi Dong walked to the mirror, looked at her reflection—a more powerful yet unfamiliar version of herself—and smiled slightly. "That's because you have too many distracting thoughts and lack self-control."

"As long as the hatred in your heart is pure enough, those chaotic desires cannot shake your mind."

"Faced with that kind of power, nothing else matters except killing and revenge."

"However, the power of the Rakshasa is indeed too dangerous. Originally, I planned to start receiving the inheritance now, but now it seems that it is safer to start the divine test in a fully prepared state after reaching level ninety-nine."

Nan Feng was somewhat distraught. "Um, eldest sister, how about we... choose a different inheritance?"

He's almost gone crazy after just one night!

If the Rakshasa God Trial really comes down later, Bibi Dong can withstand it, but he can't!

Bibi Dong was very happy to see Nan Feng lying on the ground looking like he wanted to die. Who told this guy to want to do that soul blood pact with her?

If it were just a pendant like before, Rakshasa's evil intent wouldn't have corrupted the old spider. But now, their souls are intertwined.

In a sense, this guy has to undergo the trials of Rakshasa with her.

Although she hasn't officially started the divine test yet, the Rakshasa God's test has already begun after she enters the Rakshasa Secret Realm.

If she cannot remain conscious under the impact of the Rakshasa's evil thoughts, but is instead corrupted by them and falls into slavery to desire, she will be devoured by the Rakshasa's secret realm and turned into nourishment.

If Nan Feng goes crazy...

"wrong!"

"Nan Feng! Get up!"

Bibi Dong's expression changed, and she roared at Nan Feng, who was still "lying dead" in her sea of ​​consciousness, "If... if we were one during the divine trial, what would happen to me if you collapsed?!"

"what?"

Nan Feng's mind was still a mess, and he was a little dazed by Bibi Dong's shout. "What do you mean, 'what if'? At worst, I'll just go crazy and become an idiot who can only babble. Anyway, it's your body, you can play with it yourself..."

"You're crazy, that's fine! But what about me?!"

Bibi Dong's voice trembled with unprecedented terror. "The core of the Rakshasa Divine Trial is to test one's mind and will. Once the inheritor loses their way in evil thoughts, they will be judged as a failure, and their soul will be devoured by the Rakshasa Divine Power, turning into nourishment for the secret realm!"

"Our souls are now linked; we are truly one body with two souls! According to the rules of the Rakshasa God, we are also considered a single entity!"

"If you go mad, it means half of our souls have lost control!"

"Then...does that mean I'm doomed too?!"

"??!"

In that instant, Nan Feng's previously muddled mind felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe, instantly clearing his head considerably.

"Holy crap?!"

Nan Feng sprang to his feet from the ground of the Sea of ​​Spirit, his purplish-black spider face filled with terror. "You mean, if I fail the exam, it will cause you to fail too? And then we'll both get eaten by that crazy woman, Rakshasa?!"

"What do you think?!" Bibi Dong gritted her teeth.

"..."

"What the hell kind of hellish difficulty 2-player dungeon is this?!"

Nan Feng broke down. "I'm just a lackey who wants to latch onto someone powerful! Why do I have to be in charge of exams? And these are mentally taxing exams that are driving people crazy?"

"Do you think I wanted this?!"

Bibi Dong was so angry she felt like vomiting blood. "Who insisted on this soul blood pact? Who said we'd live and die together? Now look what's happened! Not only do we have to live together, we also have to take the exam for godhood together!"

She had originally planned to take this opportunity to torture the old spider severely, and even secretly hoped that he would be killed by divine power.

Now, things are really messed up. Not only can I not watch the show, but I also have to figure out how to be this good-for-nothing's "tutor" to prevent him from leading me astray!

"I can't live like this anymore!"

Nan Feng plopped down on the ground, on the verge of tears. "Big sister, can't we change our divine position? I'd even accept climbing stairs on the neighboring Seagod Island, but being the Rakshasa God... it's not a job for a human!"

"Change? How do I change it?"

Bibi Dong said coldly, "I have already devoured Qian Xunji, and my body is tainted with the most extreme evil and resentment. I've been targeted by Rakshasa. Which god would grant me their inheritance?"

"Furthermore, if that old bastard Qian Daoliu finds out that I've given up the Rakshasa inheritance and lost my status as the successor to the divine throne, how long do you think he'll let me live?"

"What should we do then?" Nan Feng shrugged. "After last night's ordeal, I feel like my mental resilience has reached its limit. If it happens a few more times, I can't guarantee I won't go crazy. And if I drag you down with me, don't blame me."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her inner anxiety.

There's no point in complaining now that things have come to this.

"Listen, Nanfeng."

Bibi Dong's voice became extremely serious, "From today onwards, you must cultivate with me."

"Cultivation? Cultivate what?"

"Forge your will!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. "I will use the killing intent of the God of Slaughter Domain to gradually stimulate your soul and enhance your mental resistance. Although the process will be painful, it's still better than being devoured by the Rakshasa God!"

"Also, every time you enter the Rakshasa Secret Realm, you must remain fully conscious. I will dedicate some of my mental energy to protect you, but you will have to withstand the main impacts yourself!"

"I'll carry your grandpa!" Nan Feng wailed. "Is that even a human being can carry?!"

"We have to endure it, even if we can't!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, "For my sake and for your own, you must stand up straight! Otherwise..."

"Thump—thump—thump—"

Just as the two were still arguing about the "tutoring class," the heavy, solemn bell rang again.

Eighty-one tolls of the funeral bell, their echoes still lingering.

The entire Wuhun City was plunged into a deathly silence of mourning.

"Death knell..."

Bibi Dong turned her head and looked out the window, a cold smile reappearing on her lips. "It seems that Qian Daoliu has already arranged everything."

"Let's go, my... Your Holiness the Pope."

Although Nan Feng's voice was still somewhat weak, it had regained its cynical tone, "Now that we're on this pirate ship, let's play our part well."

"As for that damned Rakshasa God Kao..."

"At worst, we'll torture each other every day and see who goes crazy first!"