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

Chapter 95 The debate itself is meaningless.

Chapter 95 The debate itself is meaningless.

Nan Feng looked at Bibi Dong in the mirror, his gaze becoming somewhat profound: "Haven't you always thought I was too stubborn, a scoundrel, even—arrogant and self-righteous?"

Bibi Dong did not refute, because that was indeed what she thought.

This guy never consults her before doing things; he always imposes his will on her, as if he's the only one who's right in the world.

"actually----"

Nan Feng sighed, "I wasn't like this before."

"I once naively thought that there should be more communication and honesty between people. As long as we explain things clearly and open our hearts to each other, there might be more understanding and less misunderstanding."

"But later, as I saw more and communicated more, I came to a profound realization of a cruel truth."

Nan Feng's voice turned cold: "Communication is meaningless."

"Communication doesn't bring understanding, it only brings more prejudice."

"Humans are emotional beings. Compared to cold and boring facts, they care more about their own feelings, whether something meets their expectations, and whether it makes them feel good."

"As for the facts? They don't care."

"They will only believe the truth out of compassion if it pleases them and aligns with their interests."

"Conversely, if the facts make them uncomfortable or challenge their perceptions, they will not hesitate to devalue them and even label the person who speaks the facts as a heretic."

Nan Feng pointed out the window, towards the direction of the Papal Palace Square: "Just like today."

"How much of what I said was true? How much was exaggerated? Did those people in the audience really not know?"

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"Doesn't Ning Fengzhi know? Doesn't Qian Daoliu know?"

"They all know."

"But why did they choose to believe me? Why did they choose to join me in criticizing Qian Xunji?"

"Because it serves as an outlet for their emotions and aligns with their interests!"

Nan Feng spread his hands, a mocking smile on his face: "Therefore, the debate itself is meaningless."

"In this world, it's not always the case that whoever is right wins."

"But whoever has the loudest voice, whoever can stir up emotions, whoever can bewitch people—that's who's right."

"Do you think I'm being arrogant?"

"No."

"This is called 'Man can conquer nature'!"

"Since people are foolish, believing only emotions and not facts, then I won't tell them the facts; I'll just give them my emotions!"

"Since communication is ineffective, I will not seek understanding; I will only demand obedience!"

"I don't need them to understand me, I just need them to follow the path I've drawn!"

"As long as my will is strong enough, and my methods are ruthless enough, I can define what is right and what is wrong."

"In the sea of ​​spirit, Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time."

Looking at the man lying on the bed, seemingly indifferent, her complex emotions intensified. She admitted that while Nan Feng's theory of "might makes right" was extreme, it was indeed frighteningly effective in practice today.

But----

"Since you only care about interests and control..."

Bibi Dong's voice rang out again, filled with deep doubt: "Then why did you use Qian Xunji's matter to pressure Qian Daoliu at the very end?"

"At that time, Golden Crocodile had already been punished, and the power of the Elders' Hall had been completely handed over to me. Your strategic objectives had been fully achieved."

"Under those circumstances, you still went too far, forcing Qian Daoliu to kick his own son out of the family tree and even pursue the seizure of Feng Bibi Dong." Dong paused, her tone becoming serious: "Aren't you afraid that Qian Daoliu will really lose his temper and fight you to the death?"

"The risks of this matter far outweigh the benefits."

"Tsk."

Nan Feng rolled over, lying on his side on the soft couch. He gently twirled a strand of purple hair that had fallen onto the pillow with his fingers and said casually, "Isn't this just to vent your anger?"

Bibi Dong was taken aback: "Give me—someone to vent my anger?"

Nan Feng sighed. "You don't actually think I can't tell, do you?"

"Although you killed Qian Xunji with your own hands and devoured his soul."

"However, the resentment in your heart has not disappeared."

"On the contrary, that hatred is growing stronger every day, spreading like poisonous weeds in your heart and corroding your soul."

"Because although Qian Xunji is dead, in the eyes of the world, he is still the high and mighty Pope, the hero who died to protect the Spirit Hall. In fact, in order to maintain your image as a saintess and to smoothly take over, you have to pretend to be heartbroken in front of others, and you have to hold your nose and respect that guy who disgusts you to the point of wanting to vomit."

"You've been suppressing it."

"Qian Xunji's death did not bring you relief; on the contrary, this torment of inconsistency has plunged you into deeper darkness."

"If this continues, you'll go crazy."

Nan Feng shrugged. "Since that's the case, I'll go all the way and be a good Samaritan."

"Since killing him isn't enough, I'll help you completely crush him into the mud! I'll drag him down from his pedestal!"

"I want him to be cursed by thousands even after death; I want to strip him of all glory and tear apart all his dignity!"

"I'll make him a complete joke, a disgrace to the angel family!"

"Only in this way, when you hear the name Qian Xunji again in the future, you will no longer have to pretend to respect him. You can join the rest of the world in openly spitting on his tombstone."

At this point, Nan Feng smiled, resuming his languid demeanor: "As for the risks?"

"If this revenge can make you feel better, can reduce your nightmares at night, can make you feel relieved when you see that deadbeat's name—"

"That's worth it."

"Even if Qian Daoliu really goes crazy, I'll just take you and run away."

Within the sea of ​​spirits, Bibi Dong listened intently.

"you----"

"Alright, stop being so emotional."

Nan Feng waved his hand, interrupting her emotional buildup, "To be frank, I also have my own selfish motives."

"I just don't want you to be thinking about that dead person all the time."

"Whether it's hate or love, it's an extremely strong emotional investment."

"Aren't you tired of spending so much time every day hating a dead person and figuring out how to curse him?"

Nan Feng pointed to his head and said seriously, "I don't like it when there are other men in your head, not even a dead man you killed."

"Get that trash out of there."

"Make room for me, think more about how to cooperate with me, how to survive, or—"

"Wouldn't it be better to think more about how brilliant and powerful I looked on stage just now?"

"Oh."

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, Bibi Dong looked at that arrogant fellow and coldly mocked, "Brilliant and mighty?"

"You're wearing my face and using my body, what can I see? See myself?"

"Uh—" Nan Feng was speechless, and helplessly shrugged, "Then there's nothing I can do."

"As you know, I was sacrificed directly to you without going through the transformation period. So my current soul form is still that blurry little light person, and my appearance hasn't been completely determined yet."

"However, if you really want to see me as a man, that's not impossible."

"You can make one for me yourself."

"Make one?" Bibi Dong was taken aback.

"Yes, it's right here in this sea of ​​spirit."

Nan Feng pointed to his blurry, luminous body: "You can reshape my appearance according to your aesthetics and preferences. If I am satisfied and our souls resonate, perhaps in the future, when I have the opportunity to reshape my physical body or solidify into a physical form, I will truly become like that."

"However, you must be careful about this. You only have one chance to transform, which means the transformation is finalized. Once it's done, it can't be changed."

"So I've never dared to change it randomly, and I've always maintained this vague image of the little light person."

"If you're interested, this glorious and arduous task is entrusted to you."

Nan Feng leaned closer to Bibi Dong and warned pointedly, "But! I've already said what I meant!"

"Also, when you're customizing a character's face, be careful not to add any weird personal touches."

"If you dare to do anything reckless, I'll definitely lose my temper!"

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at him, annoyed: "Go to sleep."

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