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

Chapter 61 High-Level Faith

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"However, at least from the perspective of your objectives, there isn't much of a conflict between us," Nan Feng said inexplicably.

"???"

Qian Renxue looked completely bewildered.

You've already fought so hard with the Elders' Hall, and there's still no conflict?

Do you want to listen to what you're saying?

"Don't look at me like that. You're not young anymore. Don't be so superficial. You need to see beyond the surface and understand the essence of things," Nan Feng said.

"You want to revive the faith in the Angel God, so that this deity may become even more powerful, right?"

Qian Renxue nodded.

Unifying the continent was merely a side effect; all they needed was faith. As for standing above millions of people, the Thousand Families, with their divine lineage, were already at the top of the continent. Through countless dynasties and tribal wars, they simply watched without any interest in interfering.

Because they are descendants of God, six-winged holy angels soaring through the heavens, beings born to be revered by all, they do not need to do those superfluous things.

Their status is based on power, and since their power comes from the angels, which is unshakable, their status is equally unshakable.

"What kind of faith do you want?" Nan Feng asked.

"What do you mean?" Qian Renxue asked, puzzled.

Nan Feng paused for a moment, then asked, "What do you think faith is?"

"Like an angel, when faced with a problem, he doesn't care about anything else, he just bends his knees, bangs his head on the ground, and immediately asks, 'Please help me.'"

"Is this what you call faith?"

Qian Renxue's eye twitched. "Can't you watch your mouth?"

"Okay." Nan Feng nodded.

"But why the hell should I hold it in?"

"You asked me, not me begging you to listen. Even if I point my finger at you and call you an idiot, you have to keep it to yourself. You asked for this."

Qian Renxue's face darkened. "Then I won't listen, okay?"

"You're dreaming!" Nan Feng looked at him like he was an idiot.

"I finally have this chance to swear, and you want me to shut up before I've even finished? Do you think that's possible?"

"I listen!"

"Faith refers to an individual's or group's firm adherence to religion, philosophy, values, or beliefs. It can be a devout belief in God, supernatural forces, or moral principles. The object of faith can be a concrete existence or an abstract concept."

"The angelic faith you're promoting is the most basic kind."

Lowest level?

Qian Renxue's face darkened. "Don't force me."

"Isn't that right?" Nan Feng said.

"What's the use of your angel god worship? What kind of losers are those who worship angel gods?"

"When faced with problems, your knees buckle, your eyes redden, you slam your head on the ground, and all you do is wail and cry for your parents. The quality of your followers is truly fucking low!"

Qian Renxue was speechless for a moment. "Then what else could faith be?"

The belief in the Angel God arose because people of her time instinctively thought of relying on her when faced with the rampage of evil spirit masters.

"Low-level faith stays at the material level. When faced with problems, believers only know how to ask for more. You should understand the principle that a little kindness is appreciated, but too much kindness breeds resentment, right?" Nan Feng said.

"If he wants it and you give it to him, he'll trust you. If he wants it and you don't give it to him or help him, he'll sell you off right away."

"This is what you call faith? You son of a bitch!"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, looking at Nan Feng, "What about that high-level faith?"

Nan Feng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "High-level faith can satisfy people's inner spiritual and emotional needs. It can provide a sense of security when a person is helpless and offer inner guidance and support when they are confused."

"..."

"That's it?"

"That's all."

Qian Renxue's eye twitched slightly. "Just a complete bluff, huh?"

It has nothing practical to offer, it's all just abstract?

"Fooling me?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"First of all, this isn't considered deception. Secondly, do you think deceiving people is easy?"

"Physical shackles can be broken with force, but what about mental shackles?"

Do you know how difficult it is to get someone who has been kneeling for a long time to finally stand up?

"You can pull him up from the ground, you can cut off his whip, but you can't eradicate the servility in his bones."

"Moreover, servility is contagious. If even one person is left alive, it will spread rapidly like an infectious disease if we are not careful."

"..."

"Don't understand?" Nan Feng looked at Qian Renxue's somewhat confused expression.

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

"Then let me tell you a story that's easy to understand."

"There was a small mountain village where a large landowner lived. He owned all the land, and everyone else living there could only borrow land from him to cultivate. Most of the wealth they earned from farming went to the landowner, who did nothing but watch his people work. He was well-off and lived a high and mighty life. In fact, everyone had to thank the landowner for lending them land."

Qian Renxue frowned slightly. "Is this landlord very powerful?"

"It may be very strong, just like a Soul Master is to ordinary people, but this strength is not insurmountable. As long as you have enough determination and are willing to risk your life, you can still overwhelm this landlord," Nan Feng said.

"That……"

"Listen to me!"

"..."

"Then one day, a group of people came and told the local farmers that they did not need to hand over all the wealth they had worked so hard to grow to that landlord who did nothing. They should overthrow him, take the land into their own hands, and live better without that landlord."

"The farmers who heard this idea for the first time stood up excitedly, picked up their hoes, and followed the group of outsiders to drive away the landlord. Although many people died in the process, everyone was very happy. Afterwards, they lived a relatively prosperous life for a short period of time."

"But the good times didn't last long. One year, a natural disaster struck, destroying most people's crops. Only a small number of people's crops were spared. In order to fill their stomachs when there was no harvest, people chose to mortgage their land to people with surplus grain in exchange for more food."

"Some people realized this and thought that if only their land yielded a harvest while others did not, then in order to fill their stomachs, the others would have to use their land to exchange for more food in the same way."

"People with this kind of thinking start to cause trouble, secretly killing other people's crops under the cover of darkness, leaving only their own..."

"Are those people all idiots? Can't they see the problem with this?" Qian Renxue couldn't help but interrupt.

"We can see that, but what can they do about it?" Nan Feng said.

"Destroy the crops of the person who caused the damage? What will they eat then? Will we all starve to death?"

"That……"

"Listen to me!"

"..."

"Some people discovered the problem, and they joined forces to confront the person who caused the damage, questioning him about why he did it. The answer they received was that it would allow him to obtain more land. Naturally, the others were furious that he would do such a shameless thing just to seize everyone's land."

"Those people wanted to report him, but the troublemaker proposed a cooperative arrangement: he could give them enough food for free, and when others came to him to exchange land for food, he could share some of the newly acquired land with them."

"Everyone agreed, and they really did get more land."

"So the following year, those who had acquired more land spontaneously began to cause destruction, forcing others to exchange their land for life-saving food."

"The cycle repeated itself, and gradually, those lands were only in the hands of a few people. In order to get more land, those people broke out into conflict, using their own grain to bribe those who had no food, making them fight for them and seize the land on the other side."

"After one conflict after another, the land in this small mountain village finally came into the hands of one man. Then, this man resumed his life as a landlord. He didn't need to do anything. He just needed to rent out his land and let others do the work, while he reaped the benefits."

"Until one day, another group of people arrived."

"..."

(End of this chapter)