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

Chapter 60 A Glimmer of Light in the Dark

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"Alright, now that I understand the reason, I won't bother you any longer."

Nan Feng took the last sip of tea and stood up.

Goodbye.

"Wait a minute," Qian Renxue called out to Nan Feng.

"What did you mean by what you just said?"

"What did you say?" Nan Feng asked.

"A cliff stands tall and firm because it is free from desires," Qian Renxue said.

Are you implying something to me?

"A hint?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"I felt like what I just said was practically an insult to your face. 'All the birds have flown away from the mountains,' wasn't that blatant enough?"

"Holding in a veiled way? You're quite good at comforting yourself, aren't you?"

Qian Renxue's face darkened. "You have no idea what we're after!"

"I'd like to hear the details." Nan Feng sat down and skillfully changed the teapot.

Qian Renxue's eyes twitched slightly. "Has anyone ever told you that you're shameless?"

"I don't know, maybe there are, but at least no one dares to say it to my face," Nan Feng said.

"Because they know that insulting me will come at a price."

"Even if what they're saying is true, it doesn't stop me from killing them."

"..." Qian Renxue.

"Don't you pride yourself on standing on the side of the people?"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow. "The people? Who told you that? When did I ever say that?"

"Young lady, don't get me wrong. I've never been on their side from the beginning, nor am I doing this for the people. Everything I've done is simply because I want to, I'm willing, and I'm curious."

"I'm curious about what I'm capable of, I'm curious about what the world would be like if it were accelerated, and, in fact, I'm far more evil than any of you."

"You just want to shit and piss on the heads of millions of people in Douluo Continent, to be your superiors. I have no interest in their dignity, nor in their worship. What I want is their lives!"

Qian Renxue's expression froze. "What...do you mean?"

"Wasn't my word direct enough?" Nan Feng said.

"This world disgusts me, so I plan to start a war and burn down the things that disgust me. I want them to stand up, to risk everything, and burn down that filth. And this process will inevitably be accompanied by countless deaths."

"As for you, and Ning Fengzhi's idea that I want to be remembered in history, that's utterly laughable. Reputation? Do I look like someone who cares about that?"

"Most people are brainless. So-called reputation, with a little manipulation, can turn black into white and white into black; killing can be glorified, and war can be worshipped!"

"If I achieve nothing, no matter how noble or kind I am, no one will remember me."

"On the contrary, as long as I demonstrate sufficient power, no matter how tyrannical or insane I may be, countless people will debate my doctrines thousands of years from now!"

"..."

"Madman!" Qian Renxue looked at Nan Feng with a complicated expression.

She initially thought this guy was just faking his madness in Wuhun City. Even the worry in Ning Fengzhi's eyes when he mentioned Nanfeng made her think that Ning Fengzhi was overthinking things. But now, facing this madman directly, she could feel that this guy wasn't faking his madness; he was truly insane!

"Whether I'm crazy or not is none of your business. Now, you should answer me what you want," Nan Feng said.

"I can tell you, but you'd better not tell anyone," Qian Renxue said.

"explain."

Qian Renxue paused for a moment, then said, "This involves some little-known matters."

"god."

The Qian family has stood on the continent for 20,000 years. No other family has such a long-standing heritage, and all of this is due to their proud divine lineage.

However, over the past thousand years, the Qian family's desire to control the mainland has grown stronger and stronger, especially by the time of her grandfather's generation, when the tranquility and detachment of the past were no longer present.

Because there has been no trace of a god in the Douluo Continent for 20,000 years, even the Qian family itself has begun to doubt the authenticity of this inheritance.

It wasn't until her generation, when the tenth-level divine soul power bestowed by the angel god manifested in her, that her grandfather finally rekindled his hope.

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However, the Angel God became a god through faith. Nowadays, the faith in gods in the Douluo Continent is not strong, and almost no one believes in the existence of gods. The Angel God worshipped by the Spirit Hall is just a slogan, which has led to the weakening of the Angel God's power.

Hundreds of years before she appeared, the Qian family already had the idea of ​​unifying the continent, not to become superior people, but simply to gather enough faith power to call on the angel god to descend again.

After she appeared, the level 10 divinely bestowed soul power she possessed proved that the Angel God was still watching over them. The unification of the continent after that was not just for the sake of the Qian family's eternal hegemony in the mortal world, but more so for the purpose of reviving the faith in the Angel God and making this deity even more powerful.

That's why her grandfather didn't object to her doing this; she was the future angel, and her faith power should naturally be used by herself.

But faith is not just a few words, much less a few slogans.

The Angel Goddess was able to become a god through faith because evil spirit masters once ran rampant on the continent. In that era filled with chaos, violence, and fear, the Angel Goddess's appearance was the brightest light in the darkness, which is why she succeeded.

But in the mainland today, there is no darkness that can frighten everyone, so it is impossible to revive faith under these circumstances.

Her father told her that light shines brightest in the darkness.

In that chaotic era, even the angels took a thousand years to accomplish the same thing; in today's world, it would only take even longer.

The best way to revive faith as quickly as possible is for them to create darkness!

Therefore, for hundreds of years, the Spirit Hall has been in the middle, pretending to prevent the conflict between the two great empires while secretly instigating the contradictions between them, maximizing their darkness. In contrast, the light of the Spirit Hall naturally shines even brighter.

Unifying the world was not their goal. The Qian family had little interest in ruling the continent; all they wanted was the power of faith!

His father's plan, which involved controlling a country to spread the faith of the Spirit Hall's Angel God throughout the continent, was precisely to separate faith from politics.

In this way, faith remains sacred and immaculate.

At least that's how it appears.

"No wonder that old thing acts so strangely. However, the Angel God was revered as a god because he cleansed up the evil soul masters of that era. Now you are creating darkness yourselves. You are truly rubbing the face of your ancestors in the ground." Nan Feng said with a strange expression.

"Angels are true light, but you descendants are not as innocent as she was."

"You claim to be radiant and holy, yet you are filled with countless filth and rivers of blood. I'm really curious what your ancestors would look like if they knew what you were like."

"I doubt you'd be proud of me, would you?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)