Doulou Dalu 78

Lin Fan took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Bibi Dong. She stood before him, her expression a complex mix of emotions—shyness, coldness, and something else he couldn't quite place.

The murmurs from the surrounding sect disciples filled the air, their eyes locked onto the two of them. The tension was suffocating.

At this moment, Lin Fan understood one thing—there was no turning back for him and Bibi Dong. If she didn't eliminate him and Tang Huo'er, the Spirit Hall would punish her, and worse, her pregnancy would be exposed.

If I want to help her, I have to risk everything. This soul fusion technique… it's my only chance.

Determination filled his heart as he looked at her once more.

Bibi Dong, standing sideways, bit her lip before suddenly turning to him, her voice icy but trembling slightly.

"What exactly are you planning? This is the final battle. Only one of us will survive." She reached into her robe and held something out toward him.

"Take this—"

"Wait, Bibi Dong!" Lin Fan barely had time to react before she struck him.

Her palm landed on his shoulder with force, sending him staggering backward. He hit the ground hard, coughing up blood. His body ached—he hadn't even tried to defend himself. He had already used too much soul power.

Bibi Dong's eyes widened in shock. Her voice wavered.

"Why aren't you fighting back?!" she demanded. "Don't think I don't know how strong you are. You could defeat me! Kill me, claim your victory, and walk away as the champion! So why… why won't you fight?"

Lin Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, giving her a faint smile. His voice was calm, but his eyes burned with intensity.

"Even if I knew I might die in your hands, I would never raise my weapon against you. You are the woman I love, Bibi Dong. You carry my child. How could I hurt you? Even if it means my death, I won't regret a thing."

Bibi Dong's breath hitched. Her body trembled.

Lin Fan continued, his voice gentler now. "In my past life, I watched you suffer. I saw the pain in your eyes, the loneliness you endured. But this time… I will change that. I will change your fate. Even if the entire world turns against you, I will stand by your side."

Bibi Dong's lips parted slightly, her violet eyes glistening with unshed tears.

"You fool…" she whispered, voice breaking.

Lin Fan took a cautious step forward, reaching toward her, but she suddenly turned away.

"Get away from me!" Her voice was desperate, pained. "What's the point of you throwing your life away? You could have lived! But instead, you chose to walk into this death trap!"

Lin Fan clenched his fists. "No, Bibi Dong. We still have a chance. Trust me."

A voice boomed from outside the barrier, cutting through the charged atmosphere.

"Bibi Dong, execute the order! This is your last warning!"

Lin Fan's gaze snapped toward the source. Qian Xunji stood outside the golden barrier, flanked by Ju Douluo and the Spirit Hall elders.

On the opposite side, figures from the Haotian Sect appeared—Tang Hao at the forefront, accompanied by Tang Yiran and several elders.

"Lin Fan, get out of there!" Tang Hao shouted. "We forfeit the match! Come back now!"

"Xiao Fan, leave the ring!" Tang Yiran's voice was frantic.

Lin Fan barely heard them. He was still looking at Bibi Dong.

She stood frozen, a sad smile gracing her lips.

Then, before he could react, she moved—swift as a phantom. She threw her arms around him and pressed her lips to his cheek in a sudden, desperate kiss.

Lin Fan's mind blanked.

Her soft whisper brushed against his ear. "Silly… of course I'm willing."

Before he could embrace her, she stepped back and shoved something into his hand.

"This is the blood of the Spider King—it will cure your senior sisters' poison." Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Take it and live, Lin Fan. Our child… it's better if she leaves this world with me."

Lin Fan's heart pounded. "No!"

Purple wings unfurled from her back as she soared into the sky.

"Bibi Dong, what are you doing?!" Lin Fan roared, using his soul power to chase after her.

Outside the barrier, Qian Xunji's face twisted in shock.

"Stop her!" he bellowed, releasing his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

The Spirit Hall elders hesitated, but before they could act, the golden barrier was deactivated.

Lin Fan pushed himself beyond his limits, activating Super Blood Rage. His body screamed in protest, but he didn't care.

Bibi Dong's body glowed with a dark light—she had poisoned herself.

"No! Don't you dare!" Lin Fan reached her just as Qian Xunji's Angel Holy Sword came hurtling toward him from behind.

In a split second, Bibi Dong spun around, shielding him with her own body.

"Bibi Dong!" Lin Fan's voice cracked with fear.

A blinding purple light erupted from their bodies, shaking the entire arena.

Qian Xunji's sword was repelled violently, forcing him backward.

Then, a voice echoed in Lin Fan's mind.

"Ding! Congratulations, Master. You and Bibi Dong have passed the first level of the God of Love's test. The Lover System is officially activated!"

Lin Fan felt a surge of unimaginable power course through him. He looked down at his hands, which were now enveloped in a vibrant purple aura.

Bibi Dong, still held in his arms, stared at him in disbelief.

From their combined energy, a towering ten-meter-tall figure emerged—engulfed in purple flames, its form a fusion of Bibi Dong's Death Spider King and Lin Fan's Purple Flame Tiger.

"What… what is this?" she whispered.

Lin Fan's eyes burned with determination. "It's our power, Bibi Dong. Our souls… they are one now."

He raised his hand, and a massive obsidian battle axe materialized in the hands of their fusion form. The battlefield trembled under the weight of their combined might.

Qian Xunji's face paled.

Lin Fan turned to Bibi Dong, his voice a low murmur only she could hear.

"I told you, didn't I? No matter what happens, I will protect you."

Bibi Dong looked into his eyes, her barriers crumbling. A single tear slid down her cheek as she whispered back:

"And I… will never leave your side again."