Huh?
Did I say something wrong?
Su Linfeng froze for a moment, wondering if he had misspoken.
"Of course, we have to test it first, right?"
He said seriously, "I don't even know the state of your body yet, Sister. Only if my soul power enters your body can I know whether I can do it."
...
Oh.
So he meant soul power.
Bibi Dong's heart fluttered with both embarrassment and anger—where had her mind just gone?
He's still just a child, ignorant of such matters.
Thinking this through, she finally nodded. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, she faced Su Linfeng and slowly closed her eyes.
"Then try it. —Killing God Domain!"
In an instant, the blood-reeking aura spread, and the temperature plunged.
The room was once again consumed by the chilling presence of the Killing God Domain.
Under that suffocating pressure, Su Linfeng did not immediately release his Golden Flame Domain. Instead, he pressed his palm gently against Bibi Dong's chest.
As his soul power flowed into her—
Bibi Dong felt warmth rushing through her entire body, like rain falling on parched land. An involuntary sigh of comfort escaped her lips.
Even the lingering injuries from her time in Slaughter City began to heal under this fragile flame.
Healing effect?
But wasn't fire the embodiment of destruction?
This child's Martial Spirit actually possessed healing?
Unbelievable.
The truth was, this was Su Linfeng's life-origin power. Though the Golden Crow could not resurrect like the Phoenix, its life force was incredibly resilient. Wounds could be rapidly tempered and healed by its flames. As long as the original fire remained, its wielder was nearly indestructible.
"Wow, so big!"
"Wow, so big!"
"Wow, so big!"
At this moment—
Su Linfeng had already entered Bibi Dong's spiritual sea.
Before him stood the colossal Death Spider Emperor and Soul-Eating Spider Emperor, towering like mountains. Green and violet auras entwined around them, leaping within the crimson world of the Killing God Domain.
Bibi Dong sat cross-legged at the center of her spiritual sea, her body radiating a faint glow of firelight—
That must be his soul power.
From afar, it looked like a fragile candle flickering in a boundless red ocean, as if it could be snuffed out at any moment.
A wave of helplessness rose in Su Linfeng's heart. His soul power compared to hers was like a colt pulling a war chariot, a cup of water against a wildfire, a lone sail upon a stormy sea.
"You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting now?"
Bibi Dong's voice, tinged with a coquettish scold, echoed in the spiritual sea.
"To transmit soul power, must you really put your hand there too? This bad habit of yours—I'll break it once and for all."
"Just a habit, hehe."
Su Linfeng chuckled sheepishly. "I meant, Sister's spiritual sea is huge! My soul power isn't even one ten-thousandth of yours."
Bibi Dong: "..."
Silence filled the spiritual sea.
Only after a long pause did her voice sound again.
"Less nonsense. Do what you must. Be careful—if I lose control, I might devour you."
There it was again.
She had been using that threat to scare him since childhood.
Su Linfeng pouted, muttering, "So big. Even if you eat me, it's still big."
"You—!"
Bibi Dong went quiet after that.
Finally, Su Linfeng gathered his mind, carefully sensing the flow of her spiritual sea and the changes in his soul power.
The faint glow of his fire—though weak—still drove away darkness.
The flickering flame not only suppressed the Killing God Domain but also began to burn away the black aura clinging to the blood mist.
Black aura?
The will of the Rakshasa God!
Su Linfeng's eyes lit up. He had found traces of the Rakshasa's presence.
But wait—
Within the Killing God Domain's blood mist, there were also three other auras: one black, one crimson, and one violet.
Black: Evil.
Crimson: Shura.
Violet: Destruction.
So Slaughter City truly was a legacy ground left behind by the Douluo God Realm.
Bibi Dong had indeed stirred the hornet's nest of the divine. After all, she was only the second person in history to conquer Slaughter City and emerge as a Killing God.
The first was Tang Hao, hammering heaven, earth, and even the air itself.
When Tang Hao cleared Slaughter City, he too should have carried out a godly will. But unlike Tang San, he failed to cleanse himself of mortal impurities. Unable to control the Killing God Domain—and coupled with his apathy—he missed his chance at divine inheritance.
In terms of talent, Bibi Dong far surpassed Tang Hao.
After all, she was the first dual-spirit wielder in ten thousand years.
Su Linfeng now understood the role of the Rakshasa's divine will: to embody evil and negative emotions, interfering with every godhood inheritance. Tang Chen, Qian Renxue, and even Tang San—none escaped its influence.
Meanwhile, the Five God Kings of the God Realm, arbiters of order and law, had to remain neutral and would not intervene directly.
Tang San succeeded in gaining Shura God's recognition not just because of his dual spirits, but because, after leaving Slaughter City, he cleansed himself, broke free from the Rakshasa's corruption, and purified his heart. Perhaps Bibi Dong could walk this same path.
With the idea forming in his mind, Su Linfeng slowly withdrew his soul power.
Bibi Dong opened her eyes, her face flushed. "Well? How was it?"
Su Linfeng looked at her seriously.
"Sister, within you isn't just the Rakshasa's evil will. There are three other, even stronger auras hidden deeper. If you accept the Rakshasa's inheritance, those three will vanish forever, never to be awakened."
He spoke plainly, hiding nothing.
After all, Bibi Dong's current strength was enough to sense how powerful the Rakshasa's will was. It was a divine-level force, no less than Qian Renxue's Angel God inheritance.
Now it all depended on her choice.
"That evil aura in you is strong—so strong it might even help you break through the limit of Extreme Douluo. But the price for wielding it will be immense."
"As for those three other auras... they are even greater."
He leaned forward. "If you truly want to cast off the Rakshasa's corruption, I can try to awaken one of them for you."
When his words fell—
Bibi Dong's heart churned like stormy seas.
Could there really be inheritances greater than the Angel God?
Having lived in Spirit Hall nearly thirty years, she knew the Angel God was no myth. She also knew her Rakshasa aura was its opposite. But she had never imagined there were powers higher still.
Then Su Linfeng added, "But I can't guarantee anything. I'll only know if I try."
Bibi Dong's eyelid twitched. "Try again?"
"What else can I do?"
Su Linfeng's eyes widened. "Sister, if anyone should know how terrifying that aura is, it's you! I'm just a Level 21 Soul Grandmaster. The fact that I can even say 'try' is already good enough. What more do you expect?"
That was fair.
Following the logic, as long as the Rakshasa's will could be purged, Bibi Dong would naturally have a chance at another divine inheritance.
Especially the God of Evil, whose nature matched her attributes. And if needed, there was always the Evil God legacy left behind in the Star Dou Forest—the Dark Devilgod Tiger!
That raised the odds to at least fifty percent.
It all depended on whether Bibi Dong dared to gamble.
Yes, this was truly a gamble for godhood!
"Then let's try."
Bibi Dong drew a deep breath and glared at him. "Now, can you take your little paw off me?"
Uh...
Su Linfeng's cheeks reddened as he quickly pulled his hand back.
No wonder her face had been so flushed!