Chapter 141: The Rakshasa God? Not Even a Dog Would Want It
"You think you can just take the Immortal Herb so easily? Do you think such a cheap thing exists in this World?" Qin Xuan's figure flashed, and Yu Xiaogang lunged at empty air.
The sudden movement, combined with his own weak constitution and the trembling anticipation in his limbs, made Yu Xiaogang's center of balance betray him. Because his body was too weak, his steps were unsteady, and he performed a humiliating flat-ground fall.
He sprawled on the cold stone of the Supreme Pontiff Mountain cliffside, his scholarly robes dusting with grit.
"You name it, as long as Lord Qin Xuan has any instructions, this humble one will definitely fulfill them," Yu Xiaogang said to Qin Xuan, his voice still carrying a fawning, eager smile. He slowly got up, brushing himself off, but deep in his pupils, a hint of venomous resentment flashed and then vanished.
Just you wait! Qin Xuan, sooner or later, I will return all the humiliation you've given me. This fall, this mockery… I will carve it into my bones.
[Yu Xiaogang's resentment +88888]
"The Immortal Herb isn't given to you for free," Qin Xuan pursed his lips, his voice devoid of emotion. He held the jade box aloft, letting the faint, divine light of the herb within play across his impassive features. "I need you to make a choice."
"What choice?" Yu Xiaogang's stiff smile instantly froze. An ominous premonition vaguely rose in his heart, cold as the mountain wind.
"Because of you, Bibi Dong had a big argument with the Supreme Pontiff, and she has already lost her position as the Holy Maiden," Qin Xuan said, his words landing like hammer blows. "So, before I came, Bibi Dong and I made a bet. A bet on whether the Immortal Herb... or she... is more important in your heart."
He stepped back, creating distance, outlining the terms of the ultimatum.
"First, choose the Immortal Herb that can change your cultivation talent and give you hope of advancing to Titled Douluo. Then leave Spirit City and never return."
"The second choice is to elope with Bibi Dong."
"Then this Immortal Herb…" Yu Xiaogang's gaze was fixed on the jade box in Qin Xuan's hand, his throat working. The longing, the raw, desperate yearning for it, was a physical ache.
"What, after abducting a genius with innate full spirit power from our Spirit Hall, you still want the Immortal Herb?" Qin Xuan sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "Are you planning to take all the benefits, Yu Xiaogang? Do you think the world revolves around your 'genius'?"
He scoffed and cut off any further negotiation. "Alright, I don't have that much time to waste with you."
"Either choose the Immortal Herb, or choose Bibi Dong." Qin Xuan lightly tossed the jade box in his hand, a casual, cruel motion. "If you choose the Immortal Herb, take it and get as far away as possible. If I see you appear in Spirit Hall again, I'll castrate you."
"If you choose Bibi Dong, then go to the place where you swore not to reveal Spirit Hall's secrets. Bibi Dong is waiting for you there."
"Now I'll count to three. If you still don't choose after three counts, then don't choose at all. I'll send someone to kick you out right now. You won't get anything then."
Qin Xuan raised one finger.
"Three."
Before Qin Xuan could even count to "two," as soon as he uttered the word "three," Yu Xiaogang's body shot forward. He didn't hesitate, didn't look back, didn't even glance toward the path where Bibi Dong might be. He lunged and snatched the jade box from Qin Xuan's hand.
"I choose the Immortal Herb."
To prevent Qin Xuan from going back on his word, he even specifically and frantically fumbled to put it into his storage spirit tool.
It's mine. It's finally mine!
Relying on oneself is better than relying on others. At this point, he had had enough of being looked down upon, of being called "trash," of being a pariah in his own clan. That was simply not a life for a human.
Moreover, Bibi Dong, having lost her identity as the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, would no longer be able to provide him with help. She was no longer a shortcut to resources. On the contrary, she would bring him huge trouble.
As a former disciple of the 'World's Number One Sect', he knew what fate awaited those who betrayed their Sect. No force would tolerate traitors running free. Traitors would suffer endless pursuit.
He still had his own unfulfilled aspirations. His theories! His genius! Instead of following Bibi Dong to her death, it was better to obtain the Immortal Herb. In the future, he would become a powerful figure, a true Grandmaster, and take back what rightfully belonged to him.
Qin Xuan showed a playful, mocking smile. "Aren't you going to reconsider? You know that if you leave now, you might never see Bibi Dong again. And I just forgot to tell you, because of you, in order to completely bind Bibi Dong to Spirit Hall's chariot, the Supreme Pontiff plans to marry Bibi Dong to me. You still have time to regret it now."
[Yu Xiaogang's resentment +88888]
[Yu Xiaogang's resentment +188888]
"There's nothing to regret. She and I were originally people from two different worlds." Yu Xiaogang's voice was cold, having completely changed his previous subservient demeanor.
Having obtained the Immortal Herb, he no longer pretended. He bypassed Qin Xuan, turned around, and walked down the path of Supreme Pontiff Mountain.
The moment he turned his back to Qin Xuan, a strong, venomous hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.
Although Yu Xiaogang had always used Bibi Dong as a tool, for a genius Spirit Master like her, who possessed both talent and beauty, it would certainly be false to say he wasn't moved. He had even, with great difficulty, almost plucked up the courage to confess, putting aside his 'wise man' persona.
But now, it was all ruined, brutally torn apart by that scoundrel Qin Xuan.
That scoundrel Qin Xuan actually used the Immortal Herb, which should have been mine, to force me to give up Bibi Dong. Yu Xiaogang swore in his heart, his steps quickening. One day, I will destroy the entire Spirit Hall and take my revenge on Qin Xuan. I will take back everything.
Yu Xiaogang left. Qin Xuan controlled his flying sword to descend from the air, landing softly on the cliff. On the vast, wind-swept precipice, only Qin Xuan and Bibi Dong remained.
"Although Yu Xiaogang is not a good person, you can still catch up to him and go with him now," The two stood side by side. Qin Xuan looked at Yu Xiaogang's receding figure and said to Bibi Dong without averting his gaze.
"No need." Bibi Dong's voice was hollow, devoid of its usual warmth. "He was right, from the beginning, he and I were people from two different worlds."
Her gaze towards Yu Xiaogang at this moment no longer held the tenderness of the past. She didn't even consider him a friend. She looked at him as a complete stranger, and her sharp, beautiful eyes even held a hint of icy coldness. The bet was real. And she had lost. He had chosen a simple herb over her.
From now on, she and Yu Xiaogang would have no further connection.
Sensing Bibi Dong's emotional fluctuations, Qin Xuan glanced at her from the side. Vaguely, Bibi Dong seemed to have become even darker, her aura tinged with a cold resolve he hadn't seen before. So he casually asked, "What are your plans next?"
"The current me is still too weak." The last rays of the setting sun poured down, and Bibi Dong's translucent skin shimmered. She extended her slender, fair hand, fingers spread like a claw, as if to grasp the sun that was about to set.
"Especially after yesterday, I felt my shortcomings even more." Her voice was low, trembling with a controlled rage. "If I had realized Qian Xunji's sinister intentions and hadn't just blindly fled out of fear, but instead used my Spirit Avatar and released my Death Domain, then Qian Xunji might not have succeeded so easily."
[Inorin's Note: The original text used "Haotian True Body," which is the specific name for the Clear Sky Clan's Spirit Avatar. The generic term, and the correct one for Bibi Dong, is "Spirit Avatar" or "Martial Soul Avatar."]
"Therefore, I plan to go to the City of Slaughter to obtain the Slaughter God Domain. Only there can I overcome fear and truly grow."
"Must it be so?" Qin Xuan thought of the Rakshasa God.
This was a Divinity that couldn't be more of a trap.
[Inorin's Note: The Slaughter God Domain, obtained from the City of Slaughter's Hell Road, is a prerequisite for inheriting either the Asura God or the Rakshasa God divinity. Bibi Dong's path leads to the latter.]
Besides a first-rank God Position, it offered nothing else. And it even dragged one down, a mire of corrupting energy.
A Spirit Master who inherited it, even upon reaching ninety-ninth level spirit power, could only exert the power of a ninety-eighth level. Without a great priest's sacrifice, one needed to accumulate a spirit power equivalent to a Limit Douluo just to activate the Ninth Trial. It was a broken, flawed divinity, completely suppressed by the Asura God, who was also a first-rank God.
Any of the above points were huge traps, simply a complete rip-off. No dog would want such a God Position.
"Ah." Bibi Dong softly acknowledged, lowering her head slightly. Her eyes were covered by shadow, revealing only her round little chin with a hint of baby fat, on which a crystal tear hung, catching the last light of the sun.
She clenched her delicate fists and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I don't want to be that helpless self anymore. I hate that appearance."
"If that's the case, then work hard." Qin Xuan had no intention of stopping Bibi Dong. He glanced towards the depths of the forest. Mo Ya and Bai Feng, hidden in the forest, nodded slightly. Their figures flashed, silent as ghosts, and they chased in the direction Yu Xiaogang had left.
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