Chapter 40: Past Changer
Chen Sheng's Mind Manipulation ability activated. His mental power, enhanced by Professor X's ability, invaded Yu Xiaogang's consciousness like an unstoppable tide.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened as he felt his own thoughts being forcibly controlled. His body went rigid, and his expression became blank.
"I'll speak! Don't kill me, please!"
The words came from Yu Xiaogang's mouth, but they were guided by Chen Sheng's mental control, forcing the truth out.
Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang with curiosity and growing concern as he began speaking with an expression of absolute horror.
"I... I want to get knowledge about martial soul mutations to try to mutate and evolve my defective martial soul!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled, tears streaming down his face. "The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan cast me out because my martial soul mutated into a useless pig dragon. I'm desperate to fix it, to prove myself worthy!"
"Xiaogang, what are you—" Bibi Dong started, confusion and sympathy mixing in her voice.
"I guessed that the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall would be innocent and easy to deceive!"
Yu Xiaogang continued, the words being torn from his throat against his will. "So I approached her with my clan's knowledge and intellectual discussions to gain her trust. I thought it would be easy to use Bibi Dong's position to access Spirit Hall's restricted library for my own purposes!"
Bibi Dong's face went pale, her eyes widening in shock and hurt.
"I planned everything carefully—befriend her, make her trust me, use her feelings to manipulate her into giving me what I need. I never cared about her as a person! She was just a tool, a means to an end! Unfortunately, you appeared and destroyed my perfect plan!"
"N-no..."
Bibi Dong's voice was barely a whisper, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
Chen Sheng's cold voice cut through her shock. "If I give you the books and information you need, will you leave immediately?"
"Yes! Yes, I'll leave immediately!"
Yu Xiaogang responded desperately, still under mental control. "Just give me what I need, and I'll disappear!"
"What about her?" Chen Sheng gestured toward Bibi Dong. "What about this girl whose feelings you manipulated?"
Bibi Dong's tear-filled eyes suddenly looked up with desperate hope, silently praying that Yu Xiaogang would say something—anything—to prove this was wrong, that he actually cared about her.
"I... I don't have anything to do with Bibi Dong!"
Yu Xiaogang said with difficulty, his controlled voice filled with cruel honesty. "She was convenient. That's all. Nothing more."
The words hit Bibi Dong like physical blows. Her entire body trembled.
"You can go," Chen Sheng said quietly. "I'll send you those books later."
He made a gesture, and Yu Xiaogang's body mechanically stood up and began walking away like a puppet, disappearing down the street.
As Yu Xiaogang walked away, Chen Sheng released the mind control.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly stopped, confusion flooding his face. What... what did I just say? Why did I say those things? I don't remember—
Fragments of memory returned, and horror filled his expression. No, no, no! Did I really say all that in front of Dong'er?!
He wanted to run back, to explain, to fix this somehow. But his body felt weak, and fear of the mysterious masked figure kept him frozen.
On the other side, Bibi Dong knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face as she stared at Yu Xiaogang's retreating figure.
A voice suddenly resonated directly in her mind—Chen Sheng's mental transmission: If this can't reveal his hypocrisy to you, then you deserve whatever tragic fate awaits. Open your eyes, See people as they truly are, not as you wish them to be.
Bibi Dong's tears stopped. Her trembling ceased. She slowly stood up, her expression transforming from heartbreak to cold determination.
Her eyes became firm, the innocence in them replaced by something harder, more aware.
Just then, Yu Xiaogang came running back, his face showing false concern. "Dong'er! Is he gone? Are you alright? I don't know what happened—I said such strange things—those weren't my true thoughts—"
SLAP!
Bibi Dong's palm connected with Yu Xiaogang's face with the force of a Spirit Emperor's physical strength.
BANG!
Yu Xiaogang flew backward like a broken kite, crashing through a wooden fence and slamming into a wall with bone-cracking force. He slumped to the ground, blood trickling from his mouth, his face swelling immediately.
As a Spirit Emperor with twin martial souls, Bibi Dong's casual slap carried enough force to seriously injure a weak Spirit Master like Yu Xiaogang, who had focused entirely on theory rather than combat training.
"Stay away from me," Bibi Dong said coldly, her voice devoid of emotion. "If I ever see you near me again, next time I won't hold back."
She turned and walked away without looking back, her posture straight and proud despite the pain in her heart.
Yu Xiaogang lay there, stunned and in agony, watching her leave. "Dong'er, wait! Let me explain—"
But she was already gone.
Chen Sheng watched the scene with satisfaction. Step one complete. Yu Xiaogang's manipulation has been exposed before he could do real damage to her trust in people.
But the greater threat remains—Qian Xunji.
Chen Sheng decided to observe the timeline and intervene at the critical moment. He activated the Time Travel Belt's observation mode.
His body became wrapped in golden light and phased into a layer between space and time—invisible, intangible, able to observe but not interact unless he chose to fully materialize.
Time began passing rapidly around him like fast-forwarding through a film.
Days blurred into weeks. Weeks into months.
Chen Sheng watched as Yu Xiaogang, after recovering from his injuries, indeed received a package of books about martial soul theory—Chen Sheng had anonymously sent them as promised. The young scholar studied them desperately, then quietly left Wuhun City in shame, never to return.
Bibi Dong threw herself into cultivation with renewed determination, her heart now guarded and her trust harder to earn. But she wasn't broken—she was strengthened by the experience.
One year passed in seconds.
Then three more months.
Bibi Dong's cultivation advanced rapidly. Her twin martial souls gave her overwhelming combat power, and her dedication pushed her through bottlenecks that would stop normal Spirit Masters.
She reached Spirit Saint level—incredibly young for such an achievement.
Her beauty also matured, transforming from cute innocence into breathtaking elegance that drew eyes wherever she went.
Chen Sheng noticed something troubling as time continued flowing.
Qian Xunji—the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall and Bibi Dong's teacher—began looking at his disciple with increasingly inappropriate attention. His gazes lingered too long. His compliments became more personal. His meeting with her become more frequent.
He's fighting his desires, Chen Sheng observed with disgust. At first, he genuinely wanted to raise his talented disciple to Soul Douluo level. But he's finding it increasingly difficult to control his lust.
Soon, he'll give in. I need to be ready.
Another year passed in the time-accelerated observation.
Bibi Dong continued advancing, now approaching the threshold between Spirit Saint and Spirit Douluo. Her power was tremendous—with twin martial souls of the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor and Death Spider Emperor, she was virtually invincible among those of the same level.
Then, one night, Chen Sheng saw Qian Xunji make his move.
The Supreme Pontiff called one of his trusted servant maids—a Soul King who was completely loyal to him—and gave her orders.
Chen Sheng immediately materialized, moving through the shadows unseen.
He watched as the maid approached Bibi Dong with a respectful bow. "Holy Maiden, His Holiness the Supreme Pontiff requests your presence in his private study. He wishes to discuss your advancement to Spirit Douluo."
Bibi Dong nodded without suspicion. "Of course. I'll go immediately."
The maid led her through Spirit Hall's corridors toward Qian Xunji's secret chamber—a private room hidden in the depths of the building.
Chen Sheng followed invisibly, his expression cold with fury beneath his mask.
This is it. This is the night where, in the original timeline, Qian Xunji drugged and assaulted her. Not tonight. Not while I'm here.
He phased through walls and entered the secret chamber before them. On a table sat two glasses—one with wine for Qian Xunji, one with wine mixed with a powerful aphrodisiac drug for Bibi Dong.
Chen Sheng's hand moved unnoticed by anyone under the illusion. He switched the drugged wine with normal wine from his system space, then took the aphrodisiac-laced drink.
If someone's going to be affected by this drug, it should be someone else.
He found that loyal maid outside and, using his Mind ability, subtly influenced her thoughts.
Chen Sheng handed her the drugged wine. "Here, drink this before announcing her arrival."
The maid, under the subtle mental influence, smiled and accepted the glass, drinking it down without question.
The drug began taking effect in few moments. The maid's face flushed, her breathing became rapid, and her eyes grew hazy with overwhelming desire.
Bibi Dong entered the secret chamber, unaware of the trap that had been set for her.
Qian Xunji sat in an ornate chair, his expression showing superficial warmth that didn't reach his cold eyes. He was a pale-faced man with handsome features and an aura of authority.
"Dong'er, come, sit," he gestured to a seat near him. "I wanted to discuss your future privately."
Bibi Dong sat respectfully, maintaining proper distance. "Thank you, teacher."
"Here, have some wine. We should celebrate your rapid advancement." Qian Xunji offered her the glass—the one Chen Sheng had already replaced with normal wine.
Bibi Dong accepted it politely and took a small sip.
They talked for several minutes about cultivation techniques. But gradually, Qian Xunji began moving closer, his body language becoming more aggressive.
"Dong'er, you've become so beautiful," he said, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Your talent is matched only by your appearance. It would be such a waste for someone like you to focus solely on cultivation..."
His hand reached out toward her face.
Bibi Dong's expression changed instantly. She stood up and took a step back, her eyes wide with shocked understanding.
"Teacher, what are you doing?!"
"Don't be so cold, my dear disciple," Qian Xunji's mask of benevolence cracked, revealing the predator beneath. "You should be honored. How many women would die for the chance to be chosen by the Supreme Pontiff?"
He stood and began advancing on her, his spirit power surging.
"Teacher, have you gone mad?!" Bibi Dong's twin martial souls began manifesting, but she hesitated—this was her teacher.
That hesitation cost her precious seconds.
Qian Xunji's hand shot out to grab her wrist—
CRASH!
The door to the secret chamber burst open. The loyal servant maid, her face flushed and eyes glazed with drug-induced desire, stumbled in.
"Your Holiness, I can't— I need—" She moved toward Qian Xunji with grasping hands.
At the exact same moment, Chen Sheng materialized behind Qian Xunji and activated his illusion.
Qian Xunji's eyes glazed over. Suddenly, he no longer saw the plain servant maid—he saw Bibi Dong approaching him with seductive movements.
"Dong'er?"
he whispered, confused but too aroused to question it.
Chen Sheng moved with lightning speed. He grabbed the real Bibi Dong and pulled her toward the door.
"W-who—" she started to cry out.
"Quiet," Chen Sheng's distorted voice commanded. "Do you want to be saved or not?"
Bibi Dong, seeing the opportunity to escape, nodded mutely.
Chen Sheng pulled her out and slammed the door shut. Behind them, they could hear Qian Xunji's voice: "Dong'er, finally you understand..."
But he wasn't with Bibi Dong. He was with the maid, whom he perceived through illusion as his beautiful disciple.
Two Titled Douluo guards stood outside—but Chen Sheng had already placed them under mind control. They stood like statues, unseeing.
Bibi Dong trembled violently. "My teacher... he tried to... how could he..."
She sank to her knees, tears streaming down her face—not from sadness, but from rage and betrayal.
Chen Sheng knelt beside her. "Your teacher was never the righteous man he pretended to be. Power corrupts. You're fortunate I was here."
"Who are you?"
Bibi Dong looked up at him. "Why do you keep appearing to save me?"
"I'm someone who knows what fate awaited you if I didn't intervene," Chen Sheng replied. "You have incredible talent, Bibi Dong. But this place will only destroy you."
"What should I do?" she whispered. "Where can I go?"
"Go to Slaughter City," Chen Sheng said firmly. "Pass through its trials and obtain the Slaughter Domain. It will make you stronger—strong enough that no one will ever be able to manipulate or harm you again."
"Slaughter City? That's where only evil soul soul master go!"
"You don't have to be a bad," Chen Sheng replied. "Your talent will see you through. Trust me."
After a long moment, Bibi Dong nodded.
"What's your name?" she asked as they began walking.
Chen Sheng paused. "My name is Chen Sheng. Remember it. We'll meet again in about two decades."
"Two decades?" Bibi Dong looked confused.
"You'll understand when the time comes."
Before they left, Chen Sheng pulled out two pistols. "Take these. They'll protect you in Slaughter City."
Bibi Dong stored them carefully.
Chen Sheng used his power to bypass security, leading her outside the city.
"Slaughter City's entrance is in the western wastelands," he explained. "Follow that path for three days."
"Will I ever see you again?"
"In twenty years," Chen Sheng confirmed. "I promise. Until then, grow strong."
He watched as she squared her shoulders and began walking toward her new destiny.
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Chen Sheng activated the Time Travel Belt's observation mode again.
Golden light enveloped him, and he phased back into the time-space layer. Years began accelerating.
He watched as Qian Xunji's rage when he discovered maid lying on his bed instead of bibi dong. News spread in whole spirit Hall servent circle.
Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder and Qian Xunji's father, took emergency control, covering up the news.
Time continued flowing.
Chen Sheng watched Bibi Dong successfully enter Slaughter City. He saw her trials, her growth, her victory in obtaining the Slaughter Domain.
Years passed.
She emerged two years later—stronger, harder, but not broken. She had achieved the Slaughter Domain and advanced to Spirit Douluo.
More years flowed by.
Chen Sheng saw Qian Xunji locked that woman. This woman eventually gave birth to Qian Renxue.
But Chen Sheng noticed something dark. Qian Xunji treated this woman abusive, cruel. The woman lived in constant fear.
When Qian Renxue was five years old, Chen Sheng watched as the woman died—whether from illness. But it was obvious she'd been broken by Qian Xunji's treatment.
So Qian Renxue still exists in this timeline, Chen Sheng observed. But she's not Bibi Dong's daughter. She's the daughter of another woman who suffered under Qian Xunji's cruelty.
Time continued accelerating.
Chen Sheng saw the same event that had happened in the original timeline—Tang Hao, the young Clear Sky Hammer genius, fight Qian Xunji in battle.
The fight was brutal. Tang Hao, protecting his wife Ah Yin, fought with desperate fury. He severely injured Qian Xunji, leaving the Supreme Pontiff crippled and dying.
Qian Xunji retreated to Spirit Hall, clinging to life.
Then came the moment Chen Sheng had been waiting to see.
Bibi Dong, now a powerful 90 level Spirit Douluo who had returned to Spirit Hall and earned Qian Daoliu's trust through her abilities, was summoned.
She stood before her dying teacher, her expression cold and unreadable.
"Dong'er," Qian Xunji gasped weakly. "Help me... you're the only one who can help teacher—"
"Help you?" Bibi Dong's voice was ice. "Like you tried to 'help' me that night years ago?"
Qian Xunji's eyes widened in recognition and fear.
"You think I forgot?" Bibi Dong continued. "You think I didn't know what you tried to do?"
She activated her Soul Devouring Demon Spider martial soul.
"This is for woman you've hurt with your desire and cruelty."
STRIKE!
Bibi Dong's attack ended Qian Xunji's life, she devoured his angel martial spirit, completing her Rakshasa God trial in the process.
The Supreme Pontiff died, and Bibi Dong's Rakshasa inheritance advanced significantly.
Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder, arrived shortly after. He looked at his dead son.
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