Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Saint Master, Twelve Talismans Chaotic the Continent

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Moon stars are rare.

On the other side of the Lake of Life, Qian Renxue, whose mind had been dazed by Nan Feng's sudden attack, managed to dodge.

She never expected Nan Feng to actually do something to her, and she certainly never expected him to do it in front of so many people.

But is this really what she wants?

"They've become gods, and they still don't understand themselves?"

Nan Feng suddenly appeared beside Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue frowned. "Understand what?"

"What you want is to win, not me," Nan Feng said.

"So after I did that kind of thing, your brain couldn't process it."

"You felt neither joy nor anger, only bewilderment."

"Because you don't feel like you've really won."

Qian Renxue sneered, "Do you really think their feelings for you are that genuine?"

"But at least one thing is certain," Nan Feng said.

"Even if it's just a small amount, they genuinely like it, unlike you, who only wants to possess something because you see it as rare."

"They get furious when they can't get what they want."

"Even if you actually get it, you don't think it's anything special."

"I've said it so many times, but you just won't admit it. What about now?"

"Even now, are you still going to deceive yourself?"

Qian Renxue was initially interested in him mainly because of his relationship with Bibi Dong. She wanted to snatch him away from Bibi Dong to prove that she was better.

Later on, however, the complicated feelings that Hu Liena, Xiao Wu, and Dugu Yan had for him led Qian Renxue astray.

Moreover, she had been lying on the wrong side for so long that even she herself got confused.

"If you had even a little bit of romantic feeling for me, I wouldn't be so cold to you," Nan Feng said.

"You're not even driven by love to hate; you're just consumed by jealousy and anger."

"Do you think you were sad when I died?"

"Are you even the slightest bit sad?"

"No, you're just angry because you can't have it, and what you wanted was destroyed by Bibi Dong herself."

"You want revenge, not for me, but for your own competitive spirit."

"So I really don't understand, what are you insisting on?"

Why are you torturing yourself and tormenting me like this?

Even if Qian Renxue really had some romantic feelings for him, he would still shamelessly sleep with her, at worst he would get a few more beatings.

But the problem is, there isn't one.

"That's enough." Nan Feng stood up.

"You're not young anymore, you're over thirty. I don't think you can't see things that even that silly rabbit Xiao Wu knows. You're just unwilling to admit it and you're deceiving yourself."

Becoming a god doesn't require self-awareness; all you need is enough unwavering determination.

After all, God is just a more powerful human being, and has no special meaning. The meaning of God is forcibly attached by humans, and is attached from a self-centered perspective, always feeling that all things in the world should revolve around humans.

To become a god, the most crucial element is talent—possessing immense talent and an unwavering dedication to power.

Only a strong enough conviction can make someone grit their teeth and persevere in the face of difficulties.

As for what "seeing things through" means, if you've all seen through things, what kind of god are you?

It's not particularly difficult to let go of oneself and life, and most people think they have let go of these things.

Those who can truly let go are people who have experienced countless things, gained countless things, and lost countless things.

Thinking you've seen the whole picture after just a few glances, and believing you've gained profound insight, isn't enlightenment; that's just being a fool.

He saw so much in the Killing City, and after he came out, he ran around the continent, making a ruckus and exploring for decades. He truly saw everything.

"Wait a minute," Qian Renxue called out.

"You really... feel nothing at all towards me?"

"I do not accept charity," Nan Feng said.

"And you have never treated me as an equal."

"If you insist on an answer, I can only say that I don't dislike you, which is already out of consideration for Bibi Dong."

Ultimately, we are from two different worlds.

"Just like you said before, you were born to be an angel looking down on humanity from the clouds."

"And I am just a madman who crawled out of the mud."

"I know you don't understand me, and you wouldn't deign to understand me."

I can't feel any romantic feelings for you.

"I'm not good enough for you."

"..."

Nan Feng left, and Qian Renxue remained squatting in place, speechless for a long time.

She seemed to have won, but she felt no joy in the victory.

Because she didn't win at all!

……

"Resolved?"

The Silver Dragon King sat on the shore, his calves submerged in the water, gently rocking the lake, causing ripples to spread across the calm surface.

"That's about it. If this still can't be resolved, I'm out of ideas." Nan Feng sat down next to the Silver Dragon King.

"We'll have to leave it to her mother to handle."

Qian Renxue's awkwardness was largely influenced by him. Although he didn't do it on purpose, he was crazy and erratic in those years, not even knowing what he was doing. He did whatever he wanted without considering the consequences.

He didn't notice Qian Renxue's changes at the time, and by the time he realized the problem, it was too late.

"And... what about me?" the Silver Dragon King asked.

Nan Feng was taken aback. "Are you going crazy too?"

"What I mean is, what about you towards me?" the Silver Dragon King asked.

"I don't have any ideas yet," Nan Feng said.

"Perhaps in the future."

"Then I'll wait." The Silver Dragon King tilted his head and leaned on Nan Feng's shoulder.

"Wait until you have feelings for me."

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Nan Feng looked at him strangely, "Are you sure you don't need to go that far?"

"I'm not doing these things because of you. You don't need to play the 'I'll repay you with my body' game with me."

"It's not about repaying him with my body." The Silver Dragon King lay down on Nan Feng's lap, gazing into his eyes.

"It's what I like."

"..."

"If it were before, I would definitely feel like my conscience has been hit hard," Nan Feng said.

The Silver Dragon King's expression turned strange. "You still have a conscience?"

Nan Feng's lips twitched. "There used to be a little bit."

"But Bibi Dong said that you used to be crazy all the time," the Silver Dragon King said.

"I thought you were only getting better now."

"I'm just stable right now," Nan Feng said.

"It's not good."

"When I fused with the Dragon God, you saw the crazy thoughts running through my head."

"I haven't gotten better, I've just forgotten those things."

"I know." The Silver Dragon King held Nan Feng's right hand.

"I will stay with you."

"..."

"Can we stop this?" Nan Feng couldn't hold back any longer.

"Aren't you heartless?" the Silver Dragon King said.

"Even a heartless person couldn't stand it," Nan Feng said speechlessly.

"Then how come you can be so calm towards Qian Renxue?" the Silver Dragon King asked.

"You can treat me the same way you treat her."

Nan Feng looked puzzled. "How can these be the same?"

Qian Renxue appears to exist but doesn't actually exist, while the Silver Dragon King appears to not exist but actually does exist.

One is a self-righteous act of charity, the other is a selfless act of waiting.

How can these be the same?

"But didn't you just say you weren't interested in me?" the Silver Dragon King said.

"You wouldn't...?"

"Am I not good at bragging?" Nan Feng said.

"..."

"Okay, continue."

A familiar, slightly cold voice sounded from behind.

Nan Feng's expression froze. "I... I was just kidding, do you believe me?"

"Believe it, why wouldn't I believe it?" Bibi Dong sat down and leaned on Nan Feng's shoulder.

"I believe everything you say."

"..."

In the distance, Brigitte and her group, always eager for a good show, were secretly watching from the bushes.

The Silver Dragon King lay on Nan Feng's lap, while Bibi Dong leaned on Nan Feng's shoulder.

A scene that is inexplicably harmonious yet inexplicably eerie!

"The two of them didn't actually fight." Hyotei was quite surprised.

"There won't be a fight," Xue Di said.

"The two of them are the least likely to fight."

"Why?" Hyotei asked, puzzled.

"Because triangles are stable," Murasaki said.

"???"

Everyone looked bewildered.

What is that?

"You could say that," Xue Di said.

"The Silver Dragon King won't snatch it, Bibi Dong has no reason to be hostile towards her, and Nan Feng, as the middle point of the triangle, won't be forced by the Silver Dragon King, and Bibi Dong is accommodating to him... It's indeed a stable situation." (End of Chapter)