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

Chapter 40 A Timeless Classic

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"What exactly do you want to do?" Liu Erlong was increasingly confused.

This bastard doesn't seem to be just a simple beast.

"It's not scarcity that's the problem, but inequality. The pain of fairness is far more acceptable to everyone than the beauty of favoritism. Just like how you threatened me with self-destruction today, you're not having an easy time, and you don't want others to have an easy time either," Nan Feng said.

"The same goes for everyone else."

"I'm not a good person, but I'm not a bad person either. I just want to see which side, the light or the darkness, in a person's heart prevails."

"If it is light, this world may be reborn."

Liu Erlong hesitated. "What if it's something dark?"

Nan Feng picked up the teacup on the table. "Do you know how many steps it takes to make this cup?"

"Kneading clay, shaping, drying, trimming, decorating, firing—if a problem occurs in any step, the craftsman might choose to fix it as long as it works. But if he encounters a perfectionist, anything that doesn't meet his own ideas will be discarded at any time, and he can simply start all over again."

Liu Erlong's expression froze. "Humans are not tools."

"Really?" Nan Feng smiled.

"Perhaps, but just like how you once chose to slaughter an entire Soul Beast Forest because of Yu Xiaogang's disappearance, and then directly killed those unlucky petty thieves who happened to run into you, what gives you the right to do that?"

"I..." Liu Erlong was speechless for a moment.

"Because you're stronger than them," Nan Feng said.

"I have always been understanding. Since you think this world is a dog-eat-dog world, then as long as I am stronger than all of you, I naturally have the right to manipulate this world at will."

"Isn't that right?"

"This world is like a piece of pottery that doesn't suit my taste. I'm going to try to fix it, but what if I can't?"

boom!

With a slight exertion, Nan Feng turned the teacup in his hand into powder, which he then gently blew away with the wind.

"Just choose another one. I have plenty of time to sculpt a cup that I like."

Liu Erlong looked at Nan Feng with a serious expression. "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Nan Feng changed to a different cup and poured himself some iced tea.

"What, don't you think this is interesting?"

"I don't think so," Liu Erlong said in a deep voice.

"I just think you're mentally unstable!"

Nan Feng nodded in agreement, "I think so too!"

"But what can you do? Bound by a coward, let alone whether you have the ability, you don't even have the courage to stop me."

Nan Feng poured Liu Erlong a final cup of tea, saying, "In fact, you'll have to help me from now on."

Liu Erlong narrowed his eyes slightly. "Aren't you afraid I'll tell everyone about these things?"

"Go ahead and say it," Nan Feng said nonchalantly.

"What good would it do if someone told me? Who would believe me anyway?"

"I am a high-ranking elder of the Spirit Hall, a favorite of the Papacy, and the current Pope's mistress. I am a beneficiary of the system and the ultimate beneficiary of these filthy things."

"Who would believe I would stab myself in the back?"

Do you believe it?

"..."

"I don't believe it!"

……

Wuhun City.

After completing Liu Erlong's initial influence, Nan Feng returned to his safe haven.

"I heard you coerced Tang Yuehua and even went after Liu Erlong?"

As soon as Nan Feng entered the Papal Palace, he was confronted with a question from Bibi Dong.

"Oh, darling, are you jealous?" Nan Feng asked cheekily as he leaned in.

Bibi Dong reached out and blocked Nan Feng's face from getting closer. "It's not that serious. I'm just curious why you're looking for them."

"Of course, I can probably guess some of it."

She knew Nan Feng's character well.

She had no doubt that the former involved bullying men and oppressing women.

But without seeing it with her own eyes, she really couldn't connect this kind of thing to this guy.

"I thought you would aggressively pin me against the wall, unleash your spider legs, poke my head, and interrogate me about whether I have someone else in my heart and don't love you anymore," Nan Feng said disappointedly.

Bibi Dong's eye twitched slightly. "Don't go crazy as soon as you come back."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Nan Feng shrugged and lay down on the large sofa next to him.

This is the Pope's office area, and in principle, such undignified things should not be present. However, as the Pope's secretary, he can't be without a place to sit.

So, this big sofa was added here.

"If you're really bored, go teach Nana about martial soul cultivation," Bibi Dong said.

"Me?" Nan Feng put down the comic book in his hand.

"You want me, a level 40 lowly Soul Master, to teach someone how to cultivate? Sister, I'm not even a proper Soul Master, I don't have any Soul Rings or Soul Skills, how am I supposed to teach?"

"We can't possibly..."

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

"Stop, stop, stop!" Bibi Dong quickly interrupted.

"Nana is still young, don't try to fool her with your nonsense."

Even she couldn't stand Nan Feng's endless nonsense!

Hu Liena is definitely going to be fooled into becoming crippled!

"No, no, no, education must start from childhood." Nan Feng sat up.

"Perfect timing, I have an idea!"

"What are you thinking?" Bibi Dong asked with a strange look in her eyes.

"The Spirit Hall worships the Angel God, right?" Nan Feng said.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Bibi Dong asked, puzzled.

"Did that angel god have any... sayings or anything like that?" Nan Feng asked.

"Quotations?" Bibi Dong was taken aback.

"What is that?"

"Sigh!" Nan Feng said with a look of disappointment.

"No wonder they've been acting like this for 20,000 years! These angels are truly brainless!"

"They have a ready-made God as their ancestor, yet they can't even come up with a Bible!"

"With such limited intelligence, you think you can unify the continent? Even if you did, you wouldn't be able to control it."

"The Bible?" Bibi Dong had a bad feeling.

"What the hell?"

Nan Feng stood up. "Of course, it's a timeless classic!"

"As everyone knows, God is infallible, everything God does is right, and anything that goes against God is rebellion. Only God can bring glory!"

"Only by believing in the great angel God can one ascend to Heaven after death!"

"Those who disobey deserve the death penalty!"

"..."

"Are you out of your mind?" Bibi Dong asked strangely.

"You believe that kind of nonsense?"

"I don't believe it, but isn't it enough that everyone else does?" Nan Feng said.

Bibi Dong's eye twitched slightly. "What do you want to do?"

"With so many unworthy descendants, I must convey the words of the angel to the world!" Nan Feng sighed.

"Fine, if I don't go to heaven, who will?"

"Where are you going?" Bibi Dong asked, looking completely bewildered.

"I have to warn you, don't do that!"

"You can handle other things, Qian Daoliu won't bother with you, but if you dare to mess around with this kind of thing, that old man will activate his Martial Soul True Body and beat you up in a heartbeat!"

"Uh..." Nan Feng stopped in his tracks.

"That makes sense. I'll go into seclusion for a while then!"

(End of this chapter)