Douluo: The Holy Spirit Master, Twelve Talismans Chaos the Continent

Chapter 51 Don't bow your head
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"Everyone, what do you think of the Spirit Hall?" Nan Feng asked.

"..."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Nan Feng with puzzled eyes.

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched slightly. She really wanted to slip away now. Nan Feng's nonsense was too fucking brainwashing!
I can’t bear it at all!

Yueguan and Guimei silently closed the door of the Elders' Hall.

These words cannot be spread out!
It can't be said to be heresy, it can only be said to be courting death!

According to Nan Feng's theory, whether it's the Spirit Hall, the two empires, the seven major sects, or the eight major families, they all deserve to fucking die!
If someone else said this, it would be like the useless Yu Xiaogang who spoke loudly in Wuhun City and promoted the ten core competitive advantages of Wuhun. People would just listen for fun. After all, when you are bored, talking about the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect Leader Yu Yuanzhen and his tiger father and dog son is also a good after-dinner joke.

But Nan Feng is different!

Not only is this guy's talent a joke, he's also a Soul King at the age of sixteen!

And his position and his relationship with Bibi Dong!
The strength and influence of these two people, the words that come out of their mouths are not crazy talk!

Are you kidding? No one would take Nan Feng's words as a joke!
"What do you think of this world?" Nan Feng asked again.

"???"

Everyone looked confused.

What's this topic?
Talk to them about life?
"Don't you think this world is too ugly?" Nan Feng said.

People don't yearn for light, they just don't want the darkness to fall on their heads, but if it falls on others, they will be happy to watch the fun.

The soul masters of the Spirit Hall merely work in the Spirit Hall, rather than considering it as their home.

After all, these powerful soul masters are superior to others wherever they go. Those with cultivation levels above Soul King can obtain noble titles in minutes as long as they join the two empires.

Soul Prince Lord, Soul Emperor Earl, Soul Saint Marquis, Soul Douluo Duke, the prices are clearly marked and there is no deception.

As for the Titled Douluo, once he goes there, he will be like the emperor emeritus!
The reason why he stayed in the Spirit Hall was simply because it gave him more than the two empires.

Because the two empires were responsible for the management of the civilian class, taxation, distribution, maintenance of public order, etc., the operation of a country was too complicated, and this process was destined to consume more resources.

But the Spirit Hall only needs to sit back and reap the benefits, and just snatch the money collected by the two empires.

The two great empires are slave owners, and the Spirit Hall is not even worthy of being a slave owner, it is a pure den of bandits!

The bandits robbed the slave owners, who, in order to maintain their dignity, exploited the slaves even harder. Then the bandits took some dishwater from their own delicious food and gave it to the slaves to taste.

Oh, the Slave Light is born!
"..."

Listening to Nan Feng's sarcastic laughter, the expressions of the Titled Douluo were extremely strange.

No, buddy, when you get angry, you even scold yourself?
We are in the same group!
We are bandits, and you are a bandit too!

Bibi Dong is still the bandit leader in public!

"May I ask... Elder Nan Feng, what... do you want to do?" Ghost Leopard Douluo asked.

"Do you still remember how much the subsidy for a great soul master is?" Nan Feng asked.

"I haven't received it, but I know it's ten gold soul coins."

"Then do you know how long it takes for an average family to earn these ten gold soul coins?"

"One year! Not even one year's worth of money!"

"But a great soul master, even if he does nothing and just sits at home and eats dry meals, can still receive these ten gold soul coins every month."

"Soul Master even more, he will receive a subsidy of 100 gold soul coins every month!"

"But soul masters only know how to practice and enjoy themselves, and don't do any work. Where do these 100 gold soul coins come from?"

Nan Feng glanced at the Titled Douluo present.

"You guys gave it? Or did the Spirit Hall give it?"

"Or the two great empires?"

"..."

"No! Neither!" said Nan Feng.

"It was collected bit by bit by every household, from those common people who could barely afford food!"

"Have you ever thought about how many families it takes to support a great soul master?"

"How many families are needed to support a Soul Master?"

"But what are these supported spirit masters doing? Are they working hard for the progress of the world? Or are they like the grassroots spirit masters of the Spirit Hall, running around the mountains and fields to awaken the spirits of those country children who will never be able to leave the mountains in their entire lives?"

"No! They are enjoying themselves, they are laughing, they are taking their share of the bloody money to the fucking brothel! Fuck!"

"Even if they do nothing, they can still lie on the people and suck their blood openly!"

"And what's even more fucked up! Those idiots who were sucked of their blood are still bowing down to these parasites!"

"why?"

"Because these idiots are expecting and dreaming that their children will be like these high-ranking figures in the future, stepping on their heads and acting tyrannically!" "These idiots are even enjoying it!"

"Fucking idiot!"

"This world is just a stupid brothel. All people think about is getting in and out of others and being in and out of others!"

"Nima's!"

"..."

Everyone looked at Nan Feng in bewilderment as he suddenly started swearing.

They felt a little guilty about what they said at the beginning. Nan Feng cursed not only the Spirit Hall, nor the two empires, but the entire soul master class!

But, after cursing for a while, how come he ended up firing a map shot?

The six elders, as well as Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who heard this depth for the first time, unconsciously turned their gazes towards Bibi Dong.

This is your little lover!

"..."

Bibi Dong looked away with a look of stomachache.

Listen, she had been scolded many times in her dreams before, and she was used to things that were more awful than this.

She stayed in that hellhole of Slaughter City for three years without going crazy, and she was able to come out so quickly after entering the Rakshasa Secret Realm with almost no impact, all thanks to this ancestor!
Bloody Mary? Rakshasa's evil thoughts?

How could it be as terrifying as this ancestor's brain-piercing magic sound!

Just scold her till she is completely exhausted!

"..."

After a long while, Nan Feng, probably because he was tired of scolding, stopped, sat on the chair, lowered his head, and no one knew what he was thinking.

All the elders breathed a sigh of relief.

It finally stopped!

This feeling of being scolded and being speechless and unable to refute...

Shit! That was pretty fucking cool!
It was like pulling out the rats and cockroaches that had been crawling in the dark and exposing them to the sun! All the self-esteem was torn to pieces! The pride of the strong was also thrown into the garbage dump like a diaper that could not be washed clean! From anger to surprise to confusion!
Fuck the Titled Douluo! Fuck Qian Daoliu!

Fucking stupid world!!

"Sorry, I lost my composure just now." Nan Feng stood up and bowed to everyone.

"I shouldn't have cursed so badly, and I shouldn't have used so many foul language."

"Even if that's the case."

"..."

Everyone's eyes twitched wildly.

You might as well not apologize!
"But we don't have to live in this chicken coop," said Nan Feng.

"Even if we are all idiots, we can still change!"

"I used to be a fucking idiot, but in the six years in Killing City, I saw my own idiocy, and I saw the idiocy of this world!"

“It’s time to stand up!”

Nan Feng stood up suddenly, startling everyone.

"The Chicken Coop can't continue to operate!"

"This world shouldn't be a fucking chicken coop!"

"They shouldn't continue to force good girls into prostitution!"

"Look at those kids, look at those clueless kids, they could be standing in the sun instead of lying in a stinky chicken coop!"

"Do you want your children and grandchildren to be born into this mess?"

"Do you want to?!"

"..."

"Answer me! You idiots! Stop looking down your fucking heads!"

"In no mood!"

"I didn't eat shit!"

"In no mood!!!"

"??!"

Looking at the Titled Douluo who responded to Nan Feng, Bibi Dong's eyes twitched wildly.

OK, OK, I got scolded again!
(End of this chapter)