Chapter 55: Rakshasa, I will make good use of your body
Back at the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong was lying on the bed, enjoying herself. Her orange hair hung down slightly, and she held the approval document in her hand, a faint smile on her lips, clearly very happy to help Qian Xunfeng with these tasks.
"Send a soul saint to lead the team to clear out the evil soul master's nest in Radiant Mountain City, and pay attention to searching for survivors in the villages accidentally destroyed by the evil soul masters, so that they can be transferred to the city and rebuilt after the danger is over."
After simply writing down the plan, she set a copy of the approval document aside on the half-meter-high pile of books, which looked shaky.
"Dong'er, why are you still dealing with these approval documents? Didn't I tell you not to stay in the house and go out with Xuan'er to have some fun?"
Qian Xunfeng no longer treated Bibi Dong, who sincerely surrendered, with coldness. After all, Bibi Dong was the only one who would happily accept his manipulation.
She was entirely focused on Qian Xunfeng, and her gameplay was quite high. Qian Xunfeng also valued Bibi Dong very much.
"It is Dong'er's own will to help the teacher deal with these."
Qian Xunfeng hugged Bibi Dong in his arms, and she leaned on his shoulders, rubbing his chest muscles from time to time.
"Come on, relax your mind. I'll help you resolve the hidden dangers of Rakshasa this time."
He can now hide the news of Rakshasa's death for a while so that those gods won't realize it.
"Mm-hmm, Dong'er will listen to the teacher."
After hearing this, Bibi Dong, leaning on Qian Xunfeng's shoulder, lazily lay on his thigh and closed her eyes.
She was now a Titled Douluo, but her second martial soul had not yet gained a soul ring. It was just right to use the divine power that overflowed after the death of the Rakshasa God to forge a divine ring. The godhead would be absorbed by Bibi Dong, using her body and soul as nourishment for the soul world.
It was simply perfect waste utilization. Qian Xunfeng had no burden in his heart because the Rakshasa God was unstable. Brainwashing a crazy woman was too troublesome. The women around him were all high-quality. Instead of having an uncontrollable time bomb around him, it was better to use her as nourishment for his path to becoming a god.
As Qian Xunfeng entered Bibi Dong's spiritual sea again, he saw the Rakshasa God entangled by chains.
Qian Xunfeng stretched out his hand and, under the rules, directly touched the body of the Rakshasa God and the godhead within her.
"What are you doing!"
The soul of Rakshasa's God, which was originally imprisoned, suddenly woke up. Seeing that her godhood was about to be taken away, she exclaimed in shock and fear.
"I have something to do, and I need your life. Just bear with it, and it will be over."
Looking at the gradually struggling Rakshasa God, Qian Xunfeng pressed her down and stripped her of her godhood.
"No, no! I am still useful. I am a first-level god and can do a lot for you."
The threat of death made Rakshasa's God shout brokenly, fear evident in her eyes. Once high above and playing tricks on everyone, now she looked like a frightened dog.
Qian Xunfeng ignored her. Her begging for mercy sounded noisy in his ears, and he couldn't help but accelerate his actions.
"I can be your woman. I am the Rakshasa God. I am not comparable to Bibi Dong, a mortal."
The Rakshasa God collapsed. As a first-level god, she had never been so humble. Thinking of the many women in front of her, she couldn't help but speak in a charming voice.
"Do you think I'm lacking a woman?"
Qian Xunfeng raised an eyebrow and finally found the Rakshasa God's godhead. He grabbed her godhead and was about to take it out when he was forcibly restrained by the Rakshasa God.
"Don't kill me! I'll be your dog, okay?"
The Rakshasa God begged, showing no airs of a goddess. She was about to die, so why put on airs? She could only kneel on the ground, revealing herself to Qian Xunfeng and pleading for her life.
"Oh, how to be a dog."
Qian Xunfeng teased on the surface, but secretly, his hand holding her godhead was gathering strength. As long as she wasn't paying attention, he could completely deprive her of her godhead.
"I will, I will."
Faced with death, Rakshasa's God knelt on the ground, limbs trembling, a hint of happiness on her face. She gently called to Qian Xunfeng: "Woof, woof!"
After shouting, she crawled to his legs and rubbed his calves, just like a dog.
Looking at Qian Xunfeng so close, Rakshasa's God's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she wanted to summon her Rakshasa Demon Scythe to strike him down.
Puff!
She saw her chest torn open, and the blood-red Rakshasa Godhead continued to condense from the wound and was taken away by Qian Xunfeng.
"Oh, I don't seem to have the habit of collecting dogs—especially bitches, who always carry a smell. I don't like it."
Qian Xunfeng smiled lightly, touching Rakshasa's God with a look of hatred in his eyes, and said indifferently.
"Don't worry, I will make good use of you after you die."
"You!"
Rakshasa's God was so angry that her mentality shattered, and a surge of shame flooded her heart.
"You want my body? No way."
The loss of vitality told her she wouldn't live long, and she triggered her remaining divine power to self-destruct.
But she found herself seemingly imprisoned. When she looked up, she saw Qian Xunfeng looking at her with a playful expression.
"Calm down, relax. It's normal to feel pain."
To completely cleanse Rakshasa's soul, he had to continue suppressing her. This was not the time yet.
Under Qian Xunfeng's manipulation, Rakshasa's spirit was on the verge of collapse. She trembled as she looked at the demon before her, unable to tell who was the real Rakshasa.
"No, please kill me."
The current Rakshasa couldn't even die under Qian Xunfeng's mantra field.
"Oh, it's not enough after using only dozens of torture instruments."
This Rakshasa God was too weak. Didn't she like torturing others and watching their misfortunes for fun? Why was she shouting "no, no" before even experiencing one round of torture? That wouldn't do.
Qian Xunfeng was not pleased. How could she, Rakshasa, torture others while he couldn't? The great Pope Qian Xunfeng was fair.
After a long while, the Rakshasa God gradually lay on the ground, dazed, with a silly smile on her face. Crystal saliva flowed constantly from the corners of her mouth, and she chuckled foolishly from time to time.
"Okay."
Qian Xunfeng saw that Rakshasa's God was not truly crazy, just pretending. He no longer hesitated. He grabbed her head with one hand and pulled out her soul.
"Seal."
He sealed her soul, and Rakshasa's body was also taken away. Using her remaining divine power, Qian Xunfeng began to forge a divine ring on Bibi Dong's body, nine colorful divine rings slowly emerged, and her cultivation reached the 99th level of Ultimate Douluo. She only needed to refine her godhead to become the new generation of Rakshasa God.
Back in the dormitory, Qian Xunfeng looked at Bibi Dong, who was sleeping. Just as he was about to leave, she pulled at the corner of his clothes. Bibi Dong looked at him with shy, beautiful brown eyes and said softly: "Teacher, I feel that you are very tired. Don't you want to rest?"
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I'll add Extra chapter tomorrow
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