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

Chapter 33 Old Man Sa's Righteousness

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"I want to know how much protection money Tiandou City pays each year," Nan Feng said.

Salas's eye twitched. "Elder Nanfeng, this kind of thing..."

Snapped!

Nan Feng slammed the papal decree onto the table.

"How many?"

Salas's expression froze. "Around one million."

"How much did you take?" Nan Feng asked.

Salas felt a little guilty. "Elder Nanfeng, I didn't..."

Nan Feng put away the papal decree. "How much?"

Salas breathed a sigh of relief. "Twenty, the rest will be distributed among the other bishops and subordinates of the Spirit Temple."

"But please rest assured, Elder, the work of the Spirit Temple has not been neglected in the slightest!"

"Nonsense!" Nan Feng said, speechless.

"You've made so much money and you still won't work hard? Do you want to fly to the moon?"

Although the Spirit Hall originated in the Angel God era 20,000 years ago and has a long history, it has only truly grown strong in the last thousand years. With the emergence of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire and the establishment of a complete social system, the Douluo Continent officially entered the feudal era.

Before this, apart from the Soul Master faction, the society of ordinary people on the Douluo Continent could be described as a semi-slave, semi-primitive society, with countless small countries and tribes scattered across the continent.

Until more than a thousand years ago, the ancestors of the Heaven Dou royal family and the Star Luo royal family gathered some unaffiliated soul masters and started a war. The big fish eats the small fish, and it took hundreds of years to swallow up the small countries on the Douluo Continent. Finally, a thousand years ago, a situation of confrontation between the two great empires was formed.

The progress of the times has driven the exchange and development of information, as well as the improvement of social productivity. Human society has gradually prospered, and those powerful Soul Master forces that have always been isolated from the world, such as the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, have finally established formal contact with the outside world.

However, these sects value the inheritance of martial spirits very much and are not enthusiastic about absorbing outside soul masters. Only a few soul master forces, represented by the Spirit Hall, are willing to absorb outside soul masters. After a thousand years of development, the Spirit Hall has become a force that is now spread all over the continent.

In terms of driving the development of the Douluo Continent era, Heaven Dou and Star Luo were the main forces, while the Spirit Hall was at most just trying to reap the benefits.

If it weren't for the Spirit Hall constantly trying to smooth things over, Star Luo would have destroyed Heaven Dou hundreds of years ago. Even now, as long as the Spirit Hall doesn't cause trouble, it would be incredibly easy for Star Luo to destroy Heaven Dou.

It's obvious which is stronger: Xingluo, a highly centralized military empire, or Tiandou, an aging empire where nobles are subservient and even the royal family lacks prestige.

Conflict creates topics, war creates peace. The Spirit Hall needs the two great empires to maintain their conflict in order to demonstrate its own greatness.

White needs a corresponding black to set it off.

"From now on, it's a 50/50 split," Nan Feng said.

Salas was taken aback. "Elder Nanfeng, this is not a decision I can make alone."

The one million gold soul coins were actually collected gradually from the bottom up, and in the end, he only received two hundred thousand. It's not that he got one million, took two hundred thousand for himself, and then the others split the remaining eight hundred thousand.

He could give half of his 200,000 yuan to Nan Feng as protection money, but he wasn't sure if others would be willing, and he couldn't interfere.

"Is it difficult?" Nan Feng asked.

"I haven't even asked for a 30/70 split, and you're already complaining?"

Salas's expression stiffened. "Elder Nanfeng, this matter involves too many areas, almost touching upon all levels of the Spirit Hall within the Heaven Dou Empire. I really have no way to deal with it in this short time."

"Can't you get someone else to do what you can't do?" Nan Feng said.

Salas was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"Your political and economic thinking is really terrible," Nan Feng said with exasperation.

"The money below the Spirit Hall is hard to touch, so you should target the money above. These kingdoms and duchies of the Heaven Dou Empire, as well as the Heaven Dou royal family and the Heaven Dou nobles, you should work on them."

"When they run out of money, they naturally start collecting money from those below them."

"In this way, we get the money. The Heaven Dou Empire is levying exorbitant taxes, and the people are filled with resentment. The Spirit Hall only needs to give its people a little benefit. The two great empires will use the stick, and the Spirit Hall will offer the sweet treat. In this way, won't the people's hearts be won over?"

Salas looked puzzled.

Excellent, excellent! No wonder he's such a prominent figure in the Papal Court at such a young age, and an honorary elder. How can we possibly reach such a level of thinking?

Everyone says nobles are ruthless, but how ruthless are you?

"What kind of look is that?" Nan Feng frowned.

"Wasn't the Spirit Hall doing the same thing in the past?"

Where does the subsidy for low-level Soul Masters come from?

It was snatched from the hands of two great empires!

The Spirit Hall is also using the money plundered from the two great empires to make its own name!

Now, he has only amplified this point by a tiny bit.

"Don't blame me for being heartless," Nan Feng sighed.

"A serious illness requires drastic measures. Look at those people below; how many of them have become numb to the exploitation and oppression of the two great empires?"

"To defeat the most terrible evil, I must inevitably tear away the thin sugar coating of false justice."

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

"Only a ruthless blow, one that pushes those long-numbed people to their breaking point, leaving them with absolutely no way out, will make them rise up in resistance!"

"The struggle was bloody and brutal, but whether they wanted safety or to live with dignity was their own choice."

Salas's expression stiffened. "Elder Nanfeng, what you're saying... something seems a bit off."

Drive those civilians to the brink of death, forcing them to rebel?

What the hell is this guy trying to do??

If the people below rebel, the Spirit Hall won't be in a good position either!

Using such tactics will only hurt the enemy by 800 while damaging yourself by 1000!

"Something's not right? Is it?" Nan Feng stood up.

"This world needs to change. The rotting flesh is already stinking. To completely eradicate this stubborn disease, a painful and radical cure is necessary."

"If you don't have the courage to stand up, then you don't have the right to stand up!"

This is outrageous! This is insane!

Salas looked at the man before him with some fear. "Elder Nanfeng, does His Holiness the Pope know about this?"

"Of course," Nan Feng said.

"She was the first person to embrace my ideas!"

"You are the third, Bishop Salas. Are you interested in creating a new era for the continent with me?"

Salas's eye twitched slightly. "Can I... not participate?"

He's so old! He's worked so hard to get to where he is today, and he'll be honorably buried in his grave in a few decades. I really wouldn't dare do these kinds of things!

"Of course!" Nan Feng patted Salas on the shoulder and sighed deeply.

"It's just a pity that I've lost a brave ally..."

lose?

Salas's expression stiffened. "Elder Nanfeng, I think I should participate!"

This isn't a discussion with him at all!

That's a blatant threat!

"Bishop Salas, don't force yourself. This kind of determination to fight to the death is not something everyone has. I understand you!" Nan Feng sighed.

You've fucking killed me!

Salas inwardly grumbled, but could only agree, "Elder Nanfeng, if I can contribute to such a noble cause, I will have no regrets in this life!"

"Old Sa is so righteous!" Nan Feng exclaimed with admiration.

"Nanfeng thanks Elder Sa for his concern for the suffering masses!"

"No, no..." Salas was about to cry.

He really didn't want to cause trouble!

I just want to work honestly until I retire!

(End of this chapter)