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

Chapter 46 The Dead Can't Talk

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The Elders' Hall.

Golden Crocodile returned empty-handed and was even scolded by Nan Feng and Bibi Dong. If it weren't for the fact that a fight between the Elder and the Pope would damage the reputation of the Spirit Hall, Golden Crocodile would never have let Nan Feng go.

Qian Daoliu was also displeased with Nan Feng's ungrateful reaction.

Nan Feng already disliked this kid because he followed Bibi Dong, and now he's doing this to him?

"Wow, everyone's here today!"

Seeing that all the worshippers, including Qian Daoliu, and more than ten elders from the Elder Hall had arrived, Nan Feng was genuinely surprised.

"Dogs have a good nose, they came right away by the smell."

Everyone froze for a moment.

Qian Daoliu's expression was also not very good.

If it weren't for his previous contribution to the attack on the Haotian Sect, based solely on Nan Feng's attitude towards Jin E in this matter, he could have had Jin E kill this kid.

Meanwhile, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were sitting next to Nan Feng, couldn't keep their composure.

No, this is Sendo Ryu!

The Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall!

You better watch out!

Even if they and Bibi Dong combined their attacks, they couldn't stop this old man from making a move!

"Alright, enough with the nonsense. Do you want to go for the hard way, or the dirty stuff?" Nan Feng asked.

"Kid, don't go too far," Golden Crocodile said in a deep voice.

"This is the Elder Hall. Don't think that Bibi Dong can protect you. If it weren't for your contribution to the Haotian Sect, I wouldn't bother discussing this with you."

"So I should thank you then?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Old turtle?"

"You!" Golden Crocodile's expression froze.

He lived to be almost two hundred years old!

He was repeatedly insulted by a brat in his teens!

"What do you mean, 'you'? Damn it, it's one thing to rob others, but you're trying to rob me?" Nan Feng cursed.

"Give you one more? Why should we?"

"I went through so much trouble and risked so much to bring them back from the Star Dou Great Forest, and you think you can just open and close your ass and expect to get one of them from me?"

"And this is all? I should thank you for not taking it all?"

"Thanks to my past contributions to the Clear Sky Sect? Contribute my ass!"

"You fucking have the nerve to bring that up? You're all cowering at home like bastards. I went out and fought my way through, and came back empty-handed, and you think you're so great?"

The elders looked very grim, but none of them dared to retaliate. After all, they were in the wrong; they were merely using their Title Douluo power to steal things. They hadn't expected the other party to be so ungrateful.

Two transformed soul beasts. The fact that they left him one was already a favor because of the Clear Sky Sect's previous contributions. Otherwise, why would they have bothered with so much nonsense? They just snatched it away. What could this kid do?

Looking for Bibi Dong?

Bibi Dong dares to declare war on the Elders' Hall?

Then they have a legitimate reason to depose this pope.

"So, you're saying you're not willing?"

Qian Daoliu, who was sitting in the very center, finally opened his eyes.

"I'd rather die than have your mother's head?" Nan Feng said, speechless.

"Why should I give you my things?"

"Offer up? Why don't you offer your granddaughter to me for a while?"

boom!!

An invisible surge of soul power erupted instantly, rushing towards Nan Feng and sending him flying.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei froze.

Damn! Are you trying to be crazy?!

This is a thousand streams!

"I'll spare your life for the sake of the Haotian Sect." Qian Daoliu stood up.

"Golden Crocodile, revoke his title of honorary elder. Go to the Holy Maiden's Palace yourself and bring back those two transformed soul beasts."

After saying that, Qian Daoliu didn't waste any more words and turned to leave.

However, after taking only two steps, she stopped, turned around, and looked at Nan Feng, who was getting up from the rubble, with a slight change in her eyes.

That attack was enough to seriously injure a Soul King, how come this kid got back up so quickly?

"Damn it!" Nan Feng wiped the dust off his face and walked back.

"Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed. "Bibi Dong, keep your people in check. Don't think I really won't take action."

"Go ahead and do it." Bibi Dong leaned back in her chair, resting her chin on her left hand, appearing detached from the whole thing from the start.

"That transformed soul beast is his. How he deals with it is his own business. If he can keep it, that's his skill. If he can't, it's not my fault."

"Since there's nothing for me anyway, why should I waste my breath?"

"I'm not your Qian family's old dog, knowing full well that I'm just barking and won't get anything in return, yet I still bark here."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong glanced at the elders and worshippers present.

"Tsk~ I really don't know what you guys are doing here. You act like you're entitled to anything. You've been making a fuss for so long, but you didn't even get a bone, let alone the dishwater."

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The elders froze for a moment.

That's a really awful thing to say, but it's absolutely right!

Even if both transformed soul beasts snatched it, there wouldn't be any for them!

The offerings were made by Qian Daoliu's confidants; even if soul bones were to be distributed, it wouldn't be their turn.

"Oh, right." Bibi Dong's expression was subtle.

"I must remind you, Nan Feng is only sixteen years old this year, and he's a Soul King!"

"Guess when he'll reach the Title Douluo level?"

"Guess how high a level he can cultivate to?"

"Being stronger than you guys shouldn't be a problem, right?"

The Elders' Hall fell silent instantly.

Even Qian Daoliu's expression looked somewhat unnatural.

Sixteen years old, a Soul King?

Just kidding?

"You all know what kind of person he is. It's not that he has no manners, but he has no bottom line. He's capable of anything!" Bibi Dong sighed softly.

"So, what do you think he'll do in the future?"

"I'm not going to be so magnanimous as to forgive you, am I?"

"..."

As Bibi Dong finished speaking, the atmosphere in the Elder Hall became incredibly strange, with all the elders' gazes almost unanimously fixed on Nan Feng.

This kid has to die!

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"Yes! That's it!" Bibi Dong exclaimed, clapping her hands in admiration.

"Don't pretend to be so virtuous like that old man. Who among us here has clean hands? Who doesn't have something they're ashamed of?"

"Why be like that old guy, robbing things and then trying to make himself look so righteous, killing people and then saying he was forced to do it. A robber is a robber. Stealing a hundred gold soul coins is robbery, stealing one gold soul coin is still robbery, killing one person is killing, killing a hundred people is still killing."

"Anyway, for the person being killed, it makes no difference whether you kill only one, or a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand."

"Only the living judge so-called cruelty with numbers, in order to show how compassionate they are."

"After all, the dead can't talk."

"So, you absolutely mustn't let this kid leave here alive today!"

"Otherwise..." Bibi Dong sighed, her pitiful gaze sweeping over the elders and worshippers present.

"You're going to suffer a lot in the future!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)