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After fleeing Feng Ran Pavilion like a terrified rabbit, Bibi Dong practically used the fastest speed in her life to bolt back to her private chambers.
The instant she entered—
Bang!
She slammed the door shut, dove headfirst onto her luxurious snow-soft bed, and yanked the velvet quilt over herself from head to toe.
Darkness.
Stifling warmth.
A tiny world where no one could see her.
Only here… only here could she shed every mask.
No Supreme Pontiff's majesty.
No Titled Douluo pride.
Just a pitiful woman—
one who had just been violently kicked from heaven straight back into hell.
Under the quilt, muffled sobs trembled out of her throat.
Hot tears—beads falling from a snapped string—soaked the embroidered silk beneath her.
Inside that quilt, Bibi Dong cursed every last member of the Qian family—from Qian Daoliu, to Qian Xunji, to Qian Renxue—at least a thousand times.
Because her daily three-meal privilege…
Gone.
Because of a few sentences from that hateful brat,
she had personally destroyed the one happiness she had never dared to dream of.
She didn't know how long she cried.
Eventually, breathless and suffocating, she pushed the quilt aside.
Her eyes were red and swollen.
The vast, cold palace only made her feel—
empty.
Lonely.
Afraid.
She sat up, staring at her disheveled reflection in the mirror.
And panic crept up her spine.
How… how would Senior see her now?
Lin Feng's calm, indifferent face surfaced in her mind.
Then Qian Renxue's voice echoed—
like a poison curse replaying itself in her ears:
"Unlike some people who, although still charming… are nearing the age of faded beauty."
"And no matter what anyone says—she is, beyond doubt… still a virgin."
…Yes.
Because Bibi Dong was not.
She was no longer young.
Her body no longer held the purity she once had.
And by Senior's side?
Hu Liena—radiant, seductive, youthful.
The Zhu sisters—
one fiery and passionate,
one cool and breathtaking—
each like a blooming flower in spring.
What could she compare with them?
Bibi Dong's heart plummeted.
She had always believed:
If she simply persistently, wholeheartedly gave her devotion,
one day she would move him.
One day, she would stand in the most special place by his side.
But today—
that hateful girl had brutally torn apart the flaw she had been subconsciously avoiding.
Would he… despise her for it?
Would this become the immovable wall blocking her happiness?
"Damn brat!"
"To undermine my future happiness, she actually said such poisonous things in front of him!"
Bibi Dong clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms.
"And Qian Xunji—
that beast!"
"Back then, I merely… I merely wanted to leave Spirit Hall and elope with Yu Xiaogang—"
She froze.
Her entire body stiffened.
What… what did she just say?
Elope with… Yu Xiaogang?
With Lin Feng's removal of the Rakshasa's spiritual influence,
her mind was clearer than it had ever been.
She was no longer the infatuated girl she had once been—
swayed by smooth theories and misplaced gentleness.
Her thoughts rewound twenty years in an instant.
She saw herself—
Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall.
Favored by heaven.
Talented, brilliant, beloved by all.
Then… she met him.
The man with "profound theories,"
"deep eyes,"
and an "unrecognized genius soul."
Yu Xiaogang.
For his talk of "freedom" and "love,"
for his lofty words and melancholy stares—
She, Bibi Dong, actually prepared to throw away everything.
Identity.
Future.
Resources.
Status.
Ready to elope with a man whose spirit power
could not even break through level 29.
Her eyes widened sharply.
Her heart stopped.
Was my brain… clamped by a door back then?!
How could I do something so absurd?!
Is this reasonable?!
No.
No, this isn't reasonable!
Then memories—
those long-sealed, dusty memories—
burst forth like a broken dam.
She remembered the way Yu Xiaogang would tilt his head forty-five degrees to the sky, put on a "wise and melancholic" look, and say:
"Dong'er, a Spirit Master's strength lies in wisdom, not spirit power. My theories will someday change the world."
And she—
the young, stupid her—
nodded with sparkling eyes, thinking he was the most brilliant man alive.
She remembered handing him the Holy Maiden's token—
a token that granted entry to Spirit Hall's forbidden archives,
even the ability to mobilize Titled Douluo.
He pretended to be calm—
but joy and greed burst in his eyes.
He moved into Spirit Hall's library like a starving wolf.
Not to study for their future—
But to steal every resource Spirit Hall accumulated over centuries.
Looking back now…
That wasn't profundity.
That was pretense.
That wasn't unrecognized genius.
That was a useless man with delusional ambitions.
That wasn't love.
It was exploitation.
Pure exploitation.
From beginning to end—
what he wanted was not her.
It was her identity as Holy Maiden.
Her access to Spirit Hall's secrets.
Her resources.
Her authority.
He used her love to climb.
Everything made sense.
Everything finally made sense.
And a terrifyingly absurd conclusion formed in her mind:
"So… I was deceived?"
"All of this… is actually my own fault?"
Bibi Dong shook her head violently.
"No! Impossible!
How could this be my fault?"
"I was young! Naive!
I didn't understand anything!"
"It can't be my fault!"
But…
Even she didn't believe her own words.
She knew, as Supreme Pontiff, better than anyone what her betrayal meant.
A crushing helplessness flooded her chest.
She collapsed onto the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Fine… even if I was blind.
Even if I was foolish back then…"
"That still doesn't justify what that beast Qian Xunji did to me."
Right.
Qian Xunji deserved death.
He had to die.
But…
If she hadn't been foolish,
if she hadn't tried to elope with a useless man,
if she hadn't betrayed her home—
Would Qian Xunji have done such a thing?
Bibi Dong replayed the chain of events.
It all looked like this:
A useless man deceived a foolish girl.
The foolish girl tried to betray her home for him.
The beast of the home, trying to stop her, ruined her completely.
The ruined girl hated the beast, and hated her home.
Her lips trembled.
"So in the end…"
"…all the tragedy…"
"…started because of me…?"
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