Soul Land: Bibi Dong Is My Martial Soul

Chapter 133: Two Bibi Dongs Start Fighting

"One person actually inheriting two god positions at the same time?"

"How is that possible…"

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, the Pope Bibi Dong was in complete disbelief.

She had listened to everything this other Bibi Dong said, yet she couldn't tell if the other party was lying or not.

It felt real.

After all, if it were fake, why would this Bibi Dong go to the trouble of fabricating such an absurdly powerful enemy?

Yes, in her mind, Tang San's growth could only be described as outrageous.

A boy who had lost early in the Soul Master Tournament—how could she possibly believe that he would grow so strong in the future? The Pope Bibi Dong found it incredibly difficult to accept.

That was precisely why she struggled to judge whether the Bibi Dong before her was telling the truth.

However, she found the other things this Bibi Dong said to be more believable.

For example, the claim that when she was in danger, Qian Renxue would sacrifice herself to protect her.

Or how she had unlocked the ninth trial of the Rakshasa God.

If passing the ninth trial truly required an immense amount of energy, she had no doubt that her future self would do whatever was necessary—such as devouring numerous soul masters to store energy.

All of this… aside from herself, no one else could possibly know. That included the fact that she had even obtained the Rakshasa God's ninth trial.

So Pope Bibi Dong was beginning to believe that the Bibi Dong before her really was her future self.

"Right! And there's also Yu Xiaogang!"

"That man deliberately schemed to get close to you! Stop wasting your thoughts on that pathetic dog of a man!"

"You should be tearing him into pieces instead!"

Seeing that her past self was starting to believe her, Bibi Dong suddenly remembered Yu Xiaogang. She immediately brought him up as well, making sure that her past self wouldn't continue to be deceived.

"Shut up!"

"Xiaogang is not that kind of person!"

"Who are you really?!"

The moment Pope Bibi Dong heard Bibi Dong's words, her expression turned ice-cold.

Everything before this, she could believe.

But the moment Bibi Dong mentioned Yu Xiaogang, she could not accept it—especially when she even called him a dog. That was something Pope Bibi Dong simply could not tolerate.

At that moment, she became absolutely certain that the person before her was not her future self.

She had to be some unknown imposter!

"I'm telling the truth! Yu Xiaogang is a fraud! He's a petty and narrow-minded man!"

Seeing that Pope Bibi Dong didn't believe her, Bibi Dong urgently tried to convince her.

She hadn't expected that the Pope, who had been accepting just moments ago, would immediately turn hostile the moment she spoke about Yu Xiaogang.

But after thinking about it, she realized—wasn't she the same in the past?

Back then, no matter what others said, she would never believe a word against Yu Xiaogang. It was only after she personally saw and heard the truth that she finally saw through him.

Now, she had put herself in the same position as those who had tried to warn her. But since Pope Bibi Dong had not witnessed the truth with her own eyes, there was no way she would believe it.

"Say no more! You are not my future self!"

"I would never say such things!"

Sure enough, Pope Bibi Dong stared at Bibi Dong coldly, completely dismissing everything she had said.

If Bibi Dong hadn't mentioned Yu Xiaogang, she might have actually been fooled.

But the moment Yu Xiaogang was brought up, she was absolutely certain—the person in front of her was not her.

Or perhaps… this was just another hidden trial within the Rakshasa Domain.

That would explain why this person had appeared in the domain only she could enter and why she knew so much about her.

"Disappear!"

Without hesitation, Pope Bibi Dong attacked. From her back, countless spider spears emerged and shot toward Bibi Dong.

"Damn it!"

Bibi Dong had no choice but to defend herself.

But in her current form—having transformed into the Rakshasa God's martial soul—she could only use the Rakshasa God's attributes and powers. She could no longer use her original martial souls.

So all she could do was summon a Rakshasa Shield around her body to protect herself.

She knew she had no chance of defeating Pope Bibi Dong in her current state. Her only option was to defend.

"As expected, you are not me!"

When Pope Bibi Dong saw that Bibi Dong had not used any abilities from either the Death Spider Emperor or the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, she became even more convinced.

With that confirmation, she showed no more restraint in her attacks.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

A barrage of spider spears shot at Bibi Dong. The Rakshasa Shield around her barely held up before finally shattering under the onslaught.

Boom!

Bibi Dong was struck by the attacks and sent flying, crashing into the blood pool.

Splash!

Blood water erupted into the air.

"Hm?"

Just as Pope Bibi Dong was about to continue her assault, she noticed that as the blood settled, Bibi Dong had vanished.

"She disappeared? Did I destroy her?"

Pope Bibi Dong frowned. Given how weak the other Bibi Dong had been, it made sense for her to be eliminated.

But at the same time, she felt something was off.

She shouldn't have been able to defeat her that easily.

Yet after searching for a while, she found no trace of the other Bibi Dong. Eventually, she gave up.

"Damn it! Where is my Rakshasa Scythe?!"

Soon, Pope Bibi Dong's expression turned ugly.

She had initially been searching for Bibi Dong's whereabouts, but now, she realized something even worse—the Rakshasa Scythe, which had been floating above the blood pool, had disappeared.

She searched thoroughly, but no matter how hard she looked, she could not find it.

"What's going on?"

"Was that Bibi Dong actually the Rakshasa Scythe's manifested form?"

"If so… where did it go now?"

She started to suspect that the Bibi Dong she had just fought had actually been an incarnation of the Rakshasa Scythe itself.

But no matter what the truth was, the Rakshasa Scythe had now vanished into the blood pool.

Not knowing what this meant, Pope Bibi Dong had no choice but to accept the loss.

What she didn't know was that when she reached the seventh Rakshasa Trial, she would need to draw out the Rakshasa Scythe and gain its recognition in order to pass.

Now that the Rakshasa Scythe was gone, she might no longer be able to complete the seventh trial at all.

…

"Rakshasa, are you alright?"

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong had been rescued by Su Mo, who had sensed something was wrong.

The Bibi Dong that reappeared beside him was in a terrible state. It was clear that Pope Bibi Dong's attacks had put her in a dire situation.

"Cough, cough…"

"I'm fine…"

Bibi Dong coughed twice before waving her hand to reassure him.

"Thank goodness you summoned me back, or I don't even want to imagine what would have happened!"

"My past self was so ruthless!"

Bibi Dong sighed in relief before even complaining about her old self.

She had truly been in grave danger. If Su Mo hadn't called her back, she might have been completely annihilated by Pope Bibi Dong.

After being defeated by Pope Bibi Dong, there was a real chance she could have completely disappeared.

She was well aware that it was Su Mo who had summoned her back.

When Su Mo initiated the summoning, she immediately sensed it and knew she couldn't resist.

Of course, this made her somewhat unhappy, but at the same time, she was grateful that Su Mo could bring her back—otherwise, she would have been doomed.

"Rakshasa, is that the Rakshasa Scythe in your hand?"

At that moment, Su Mo noticed the scythe in Bibi Dong's grasp and was instantly taken aback.

Bibi Dong had actually stolen the Rakshasa Scythe on her way out.

"Yes."

Hearing Su Mo's words, Bibi Dong looked down at the scythe in her hand.

Just before leaving, the Rakshasa Scythe had been right beside her. Without much thought, she had instinctively grabbed it.

Now that she realized she had brought it out with her, even she was surprised.

"She needs to gain the Rakshasa Scythe's recognition to pass the seventh Rakshasa Trial. I should return it."

Looking at the scythe in her hand, Bibi Dong immediately realized that taking it was a mistake.

If she didn't return it, she would disrupt Pope Bibi Dong's seventh trial.

"No, Rakshasa, we shouldn't return it!"

Just as Bibi Dong was about to take action, Su Mo spoke up with a different opinion.

"Why?"

Bibi Dong frowned and looked at Su Mo.

"Rakshasa, I trust you, but I cannot trust the current Pope!"

"I heard everything you two said. You should understand by now—unless she personally witnesses Yu Xiaogang's true nature, she will never believe us, no matter what we say."

"She no longer trusts you."

"That means we absolutely should not return the Rakshasa Scythe to her right now!"

Su Mo spoke with conviction.

"You want to delay her inheritance of the Rakshasa God's position?"

Bibi Dong immediately grasped Su Mo's intent.

"Exactly. If the current Pope inherits the godhood too soon, it would be dangerous for us."

"In the future, your connection to me as my martial soul will definitely be exposed."

"If she ascends to godhood too early, we will lose our best chance to prepare."

Su Mo nodded in agreement with Bibi Dong's assessment.

It wasn't something he had planned beforehand, but when he saw Bibi Dong bringing out the Rakshasa Scythe, the idea struck him.

Although he had never voiced it before, Su Mo had always been wary of Pope Bibi Dong after she became a god.

At that point, all of his hidden cards would become meaningless—he would have no advantage against her.

So when he saw that Bibi Dong had inadvertently brought the Rakshasa Scythe out, he was both shocked and delighted. He immediately decided that Pope Bibi Dong's ascension must be delayed.

Especially now that Pope Bibi Dong no longer trusted Bibi Dong, it was even more critical to prevent her from inheriting the godhood too soon.

After listening to Su Mo's analysis, Bibi Dong fell into deep thought.

She still wanted to believe in her past self, but Su Mo was right—Pope Bibi Dong no longer trusted her.

If her secret of being Su Mo's martial soul was exposed, there was no doubt that Pope Bibi Dong would take action against him.

Bibi Dong understood her past self too well.

Just moments ago, inside the Rakshasa Domain, she had nearly been annihilated by Pope Bibi Dong.

"You're right. We can't let her inherit godhood so soon."

Finally, Bibi Dong nodded, acknowledging Su Mo's reasoning.

At this moment, she also realized how serious of a mistake it had been to mention Yu Xiaogang in front of her past self.

Unless she could share her memories directly with Pope Bibi Dong, there was no way she would believe the truth about Yu Xiaogang.

But memory sharing was impossible for her right now.

Unless Pope Bibi Dong willingly allowed her to merge with her, there was no way to make her see the truth.

And she knew with certainty—Pope Bibi Dong would never agree to that.

For the first time, Bibi Dong truly understood how those who had tried to persuade her to leave Yu Xiaogang must have felt.

"I'm glad you understand, Rakshasa."

Seeing that Bibi Dong accepted his reasoning, Su Mo finally sighed in relief.

"Rakshasa, can you still return to the Rakshasa Domain?"

"The blood mist from before has disappeared. The Rakshasa Domain that was inside my martial soul space is gone—it may have merged with the one your past self controls. I can't sense it at all now."

Su Mo quickly shifted the topic, addressing another pressing issue.

After the blood-colored mist vanished, he had completely lost his connection to the domain. That was why he needed to ask if Bibi Dong could still enter.

"As expected… I'll give it a try."

Hearing Su Mo's speculation, Bibi Dong grew serious and immediately attempted to reconnect.

"It's no use. I can't sense it anymore. Unless I enter Spirit Hall itself, I won't be able to access it again."

"Looks like even if I wanted to return the Rakshasa Scythe, I wouldn't be able to."

After a quick test, Bibi Dong came to a conclusion, then looked at the scythe in her hand.

Now, it wasn't that she didn't want to return it—it was simply that she couldn't.

With that realization, Bibi Dong could only apologize to her past self in her heart.

But really, what could she do if her past self refused to trust her?

Thinking about it gave her a headache.

Failing to gain her past self's trust in their first meeting meant it would only become harder to do so in the future.

"Forget it. We'll take things one step at a time."

"If she refuses to trust me, then I simply won't give her back the Rakshasa Scythe."

In the end, Bibi Dong could only sigh in resignation.

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