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

Chapter 52 The time has not come yet
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"Do you think the elders listened?"

After a passionate fight of words, Bibi Dong and Nan Feng returned to the Pope's Palace.

All six elders were incited, at least they were incited just now.

But Bibi Dong knew very well that this would not change them.

Because they are the biggest beneficiaries of this world, what Nan Feng said is unpleasant to hear and is true, but that's all.

"Of course... no." Nan Feng was still very self-aware.

"My words are just a shot of stimulant at best, and it will pass in time."

All inflammatory speeches have this characteristic, but if you expect such inflammatory speeches to change the original ideas of those Titled Douluo who have lived for decades, you are dreaming.

He could even see that many of them were just agreeing.

There was no light or fire in their eyes.

Just because the body of the demon bear was right next to them, they didn't dare not respond to him.

"Then what's the point of doing all this?" Bibi Dong asked puzzled.

"Don't forget that the Qian family is the largest slave owner in Douluo Continent."

The Qian family is to the Spirit Hall just like the royal families of the two empires. They are the masters, and everyone else, whether they are priests, elders, or people below them, are just lackeys.

Be it Qian Daoliu or Qian Xunji, they have never regarded the soul masters under the Spirit Hall as human beings, and they are no different from the emperors of the two empires.

"Why, do you think they will tell Qian Daoliu what happened today?" Nan Feng said with a smile.

"Do you think they dare?"

Bibi Dong looked strange, "Probably not, but they definitely regard you as the biggest danger."

"And then?" Nan Feng shrugged.

"What can they do?"

"kill me?"

Bibi Dong felt a little tired. "You really don't know what forbearance means, right?"

Nan Feng wanted to pursue a career, so she didn't care about this matter. Although her mind was a little confused by Nan Feng's crazy words, it also put her into a stable extreme state.

There is no salvation for this stupid world!
Because the vast majority of people are idiots, only a very small number of people have the ability to think independently, and the vast majority of people can only follow the crowd and sit on the fence. They will go whichever way the wind blows.

Including those elders just now, Nan Feng’s bunch of inflammatory remarks really made them crazy.

But after today, everything will be the same.

If even these people are like this, one can imagine what the people below are like.

Physical shackles can be broken by violence, but mental slavery can never be eliminated.

If you ask them to stand up today, they will kneel down tomorrow.

Some people can't stand up.

"Forbearance? Why should I forbearance?" Nan Feng asked puzzledly.

"I endured it for six years in the City of Slaughter, and I endured it for another year when that idiot Qianxunji was around. Am I still enduring it?"

"It's called forbearance when there are no conditions and no chance of winning. If you still forbear when there are conditions, you are a fucking cuckold!"

"But the time is not right now." Bibi Dong said.

"I don't have enough control over the Spirit Hall, and my strength is not enough. If what you said falls into the ears of that old man Qian Daoliu, what do you think will happen?"

Qian Daoliu, the Angel Family, they who control the inheritance of gods are the highest class in this world. To Qian Daoliu, Nan Feng's madness of overturning everything is far more dangerous than Tang Chen!
Tang Chen is only dangerous in terms of strength. When he goes crazy, he is just going crazy alone. His destructive power is direct and terrifying, but limited.

But Nan Feng wants everyone to go crazy with him!

This guy is far more dangerous than Tang Chen!
"I don't think anything will happen." Nan Feng said.

"Why?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Do you think that old man dares to bet with me?" Nan Feng said. "Looking at my performance today, do you think he has the ability to kill me?"

"He doesn't even dare to gamble with Tang Chen, let alone me?"

Bibi Dong shook her head. "But it's still too early for you to say that today."

The two empires and the soul master class have spent thousands of years telling the common people that they are born to kneel and to worship the royal family, the nobles, and the soul masters.

This idea has been rooted in everyone's heart.

Coupled with the Spirit Hall's policy of subsidizing and attracting civilian spirit masters, the lower class people regard spirit masters as gods.

The greatest ideal of the common people, and even their lifelong career, is to hope that smoke will come out of their ancestral graves, that a child with soul power will appear, and that they can join the class of soul masters and become the best of the best.

All everyone thinks about is how to step on others!
The Qian family, this high and mighty angel family, thinks they are the best and thinks that everyone in the world should kneel at their feet!
And those idiots below also feel that they are born to kneel at the feet of these people!
If anyone wants to stand up, the Angel Family won't have to say anything, those lackeys will stand up to vindicate their master!

Rushing up like a mad dog and biting!

These mad dogs are everywhere and in huge numbers. They cannot bear to hear any disrespectful words towards their masters. As long as there is the slightest sound of wind, they will rush over.

If Nan Feng's words were to spread, it would very likely attract that group of mad dogs!
"Aren't you here?" Nan Feng came closer.

Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows. "I may not be able to protect you, and..."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll throw you out to attract fire?"

"If necessary, you should do this." Nan Feng said.

"..."

"Take it easy."

"Oh."

boom!
"Oh you! Just behave yourself!"

"Damn it! A gentleman should use his mouth instead of his fists!"

"Am I a gentleman?"

"..."

……

Three years later.

Ever since Nan Feng went crazy in the Elder Hall, the rumors about the transformed soul beasts in Wuhun City disappeared without a trace.

Because after the meeting in the Elder Hall on how to deal with transformed soul beasts, the news of Demon Bear Douluo's death came out, and apart from that, there was nothing else.

A Titled Douluo died quietly in the Elder Hall without hiding his identity, and the Elder Hall did not give any explanation for it.

Anyone with a sound mind should know what this means.

Inside the Saint's Hall.

Ever since that passionate war of words, Nan Feng started to live in seclusion again and stopped causing trouble.

Strength is the foundation. Without sufficient strength, no one will listen to him.

The Ming Dynasty could do without Hai Rui, but it could not do without Zhang Juzheng.

First you must have the ability to call the wind and rain, and then you will be qualified to decide what kind of wind blows and rain falls.

"..."

When the day came for Nan Feng to come out of seclusion, Xiao Wu and Hu Liena came to the yard early to wait. After hearing a strange noise in the room, they walked in curiously, and then, the rabbit and the fox were scared out of their wits.

"Mother!!"

"teacher!!"

"Monster!!"

(End of this chapter)