Chapter 46: What Matters Most to Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong

Bibi Dong forced herself to stay calm, wanting to hear why A-Qing said such things.

Could it be that the God Position was nothing more than a conspiracy?

[Daddy Douluo]: Simply put, the Rakshasa God’s Ninth Trial will continuously amplify the evil thoughts in a human’s heart, twisting their mind and making them cruel, bloodthirsty, and devoid of any humanity. Eventually, they become a monster of pure evil—a true evil god.

The scene he described was chilling just to imagine.

[Daddy Douluo]: Of course, the original Rakshasa God himself had a hand in this.

Speaking of which, the fact that Bibi Dong was chosen by this god... also has something to do with Yu Xiaogang and Spirit Hall.

[Daddy Douluo]: There was too much resentment and pain in her heart. She was chosen by the Rakshasa God and then twisted by the god trials, becoming a monster.

"!!!"

That last sentence struck Bibi Dong’s heart like a heavy hammer.

She sat blankly on her throne, her purple eyes gradually losing focus.

In her mind, countless scenes from the past flashed by.

Lin Qingmo was right.

The resentment deep in her heart had never ceased, frantically screaming with the urge to destroy everything.

"If I had followed the original trajectory..."

She whispered to herself, her voice raspy.

"Would I really have accepted the Rakshasa God’s trials and eventually become the kind of monster A-Qing spoke of?"

Becoming a being of pure evil with no reason, only malicious intent, destroying everything?

Bibi Dong suddenly thought of A-Qing—that youth from another World who always had a bright smile.

If she became a monster, would she hurt A-Qing?

The thought made her whole body go cold.

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: This... Liu Erlong looked at the message, momentarily unsure of what to say.

Her feelings toward Bibi Dong were complicated.

There was the hostility of a love rival, the wariness toward a powerful expert, and a trace of... sympathy from one woman to another.

Hearing now that Bibi Dong’s path to godhood was so tragic—

That she would eventually become a monster without humanity.

The hostility in her heart inexplicably faded quite a bit.

In its place was an unspeakable sense of lamentation.

"Why bother..."

Liu Erlong sighed softly.

To turn oneself into a monster for the sake of power and revenge.

Was it worth it?

She didn’t know the answer.

[The Pope Herself]: A-Qing... Bibi Dong took a deep breath and typed two words on the light screen.

She paused for a long time before continuing to type.

[The Pope Herself]: Would you hate Bibi Dong?

She asked this question very carefully.

It was as if she were holding a fragile object, terrified of hearing an answer she didn’t want to hear.

Lin Qingmo was stunned for a moment when he saw the message.

He scratched his head and began to think seriously.

[Daddy Douluo]: Hmm... how should I put it? It’s complicated.

He gave an overall assessment first.

[Daddy Douluo]: If it’s a version of her who has lost her reason and is filled with thoughts of destroying the World—probably no one could like that.

Direct and honest.

Bibi Dong’s heart sank.

But Lin Qingmo’s next message made hope flare up in her again.

[Daddy Douluo]: But as for Bibi Dong’s past encounters... I’m not inclined to judge them as right or wrong. One shouldn’t preach kindness to others without having endured their suffering.

[Daddy Douluo]: At least, if the real Bibi Dong I see in this World can turn back from the brink, I won’t hate her.

These words were like sunlight piercing through dark clouds.

[Daddy Douluo]: Though I haven’t actually met the Supreme Pontiff yet~ I’m not qualified right now, you know.

The final sentence, with its playful tilde, lightened the serious atmosphere.

[The Pope Herself]: A-Qing... Bibi Dong stared blankly at the chat box.

Something warm was welling up in her purple eyes.

He said... he wouldn’t hate me if I turned back from the brink.

Ever since she met Lin Qingmo—

This little fellow from another World who loved to complain and was sincere and kind.

The ice in her cold heart was like the ice layers of the Extreme North meeting the warm sun.

Bit by bit, it was melting and being warmed.

She began to enjoy the time spent chatting with Lin Qingmo in the group.

Listening to him share interesting stories, listening to him complain about the plot, listening to his naive yet insightful viewpoints.

She wanted to watch him grow.

Watch him become the most powerful Spirit Master on the Douluo Continent.

Watch him... continue to be happy like this.

This concern, this warmth, was a light she had never experienced in her decades of darkness.

If becoming a god required becoming a monster without humanity... if becoming a god required giving up everything she now had... required hurting A-Qing, hurting the people she cared about.

"Then what is the point... of such a God Position?"

Bibi Dong whispered to herself, her voice full of resolve.

She took a deep breath, her gaze shifting from confusion to determination.

Deep in her purple eyes, the light of ambition that had been flashing frantically was gradually replaced by softness.

"The god trials... I’ll set them aside for now."

She made her decision.

Rather than becoming the mind-twisted Rakshasa God—she wanted to be a Bibi Dong that A-Qing didn’t hate.

To become an existence that could protect the people he cared about.

As for revenge, and the grievances with Spirit Hall.

"Perhaps there’s another way to solve it,"

She murmured, a new plan beginning to form in her mind.

It didn’t necessarily have to be achieved through destroying everything.

It didn’t necessarily have to... turn herself into a monster.

She was surprised by this change herself.

Yet it felt so natural.

As if it were meant to be... In the Chat Group, the discussion continued.

Everyone was still shocked by the existence of gods and Bibi Dong’s path to godhood.

[Little Witch]: So becoming a god requires such a heavy price.

Ning Rongrong typed with lingering fear.

If that’s what it means to become a god, she doesn’t want it.

She had originally been full of yearning for ’gods,’ thinking it was the supreme glory.

But now... if becoming a god means turning into a monster, it’s better not to be one.

[Big-Breasted Kitty]: If becoming a god means turning into a monster, I cannot accept it.

Zhu Zhuqing’s message popped up, her tone firm.

She had already decided to walk her own path.

Never relying on anyone, and never losing herself for the sake of power.

Becoming a god? If the price is losing oneself, then it’s meaningless.

[Bingbing]: Hmph, humans are just greedy.

The Extreme North.

The Ice Emperor sneered.

Wanting powerful strength without wanting to pay the price?

There’s no such good deal in the World.

Although she felt the Rakshasa God Position was a trap.

She also couldn’t stand the ’wanting everything’ attitude of humans.

[Snow Empress]: Divine Rank power indeed needs to be treated with caution.

Snow Empress’s message was relatively rational.

Having lived for so long, she knew the balance between power and price.

The more powerful the strength, the more terrifying the price that often accompanies it.

This is the Law of Heaven and Earth.

[Daddy Douluo]: So, a God Position isn’t that easy to get.

Lin Qingmo summarized.

[Daddy Douluo]: Instead of pursuing those God Positions that might twist your mind, it’s better to first improve your own strength and protect the people around you.

[A Rogue Rabbit]: A-Qing is right! Protecting the people around you is most important!

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Those words are certainly true.

Liu Erlong also expressed her agreement.

She had experienced too much and knew that the essence of power was not destruction, but protection.

[Bingbing]: Tsk, instead of this chicken soup for the soul, I’d rather hear more about gods!

The Ice Emperor’s message popped up, carrying obvious impatience.

She wasn’t interested in this sickeningly tender talk of ’protecting those around you’ between humans.

She only cared about greater power and a broader World.

Lin Qingmo couldn’t help but smile as he looked at the Ice Emperor’s message.

"She really is as pragmatic as ever."

Just then—

"Boom!"

A loud explosion came from the Rose Hotel lobby!

The battle seemed to have entered a new stage.

(End of Chapter)

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