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

Chapter 82 Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers

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Nearly half a month has passed since Nan Feng's speech at Tiandou Square, and a lot has happened in that time.

It has many good aspects, and also many bad aspects.

On the positive side, Xingluo withdrew its troops, and the nobles who had previously opposed those policies wrote letters expressing their support and willingness to comply with the reforms of the Tiandou Royal Academy.

On the downside, Nanfeng became a thorn in the side of the nobility.

"Faced with a massive army pressing in and beset by internal and external troubles, instead of stabilizing public morale in a timely manner, they intensified their efforts to incite unrest..."

Prince's Mansion.

Since Nan Feng was still in Tian Dou City, Qian Daoliu did not dare to leave easily and could only stay with Qian Renxue.

He also saw what Nanfeng said that day, but he didn't understand it at all.

"He damaged the interests of the nobles, but did not help anyone gain more benefits. He only made the conflict between the nobles and the commoners, or rather, between the Soul Masters and the ordinary people, even greater." Qian Daoliu said with his eyes closed.

Since that day, he has thought about it for a long time, and even now, almost half a year later, he still can't figure out what Nanfeng's motives were.

What's the point of doing something that harms others and doesn't benefit oneself?

Rights? Obligations?

Where can I find such a thing?

Only the strong have rights; the weak only have obligations.

The strong have the power of life and death over the weak, and the weak have the obligation to obey such arrangements. This is the basic rule of Douluo Continent.

Do the common people not want to rebel against the nobles and the Soul Masters who exploit them?

They wanted to!

But they have no power!

That's why they pin their hopes on their descendants becoming Soul Masters and escaping this exploitative fate.

Rights cannot be obtained with just a few words; rights come from strength, not from any obligation.

What Nan Feng said made sense at first glance, but it was simply not feasible for this world!

Prince and general, would you rather have a kind?

It really is!

Soul Masters are all born that way!

A Soul Master's power is also based on talent!

The fate of most people in this world is predetermined at birth; any talk of defying fate is just unrealistic empty talk.

"If he had no power, everything he said would be a joke, but since he has power, everything he says contradicts his own situation." Qian Daoliu opened his eyes.

"He's completely contradicting himself!"

"..."

"You just realized that?" Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu, who seemed to have "suddenly realized" something, with a strange expression.

Qian Daoliu's eyes twitched slightly. "What do you mean?"

"Do you really think he does things after careful consideration?" Qian Renxue asked curiously.

"He's always been someone who does things on a whim, isn't he?"

"What he said that day... was most likely just a spur-of-the-moment thing. To put it bluntly, he got carried away in that lively atmosphere."

"You were probably watching from the shadows, weren't you?"

"His subsequent remarks were entirely due to his anger at that idiotic nobleman; they weren't intended to incite anyone. He just blurted them out in the heat of the moment, showing no concept of careful consideration in his speech."

"..." Qian Daoliu.

So, for the past two weeks...

wrong!

The nobles below needed a reason to rebel, and the Star Luo Empire also needed an opportunity to attack. Nan Feng's reforms regarding the noble policies of the Heaven Dou Empire were the perfect excuse!

Unless Nan Feng contradicts himself and says that what he said was just a momentary impulse, a lapse of judgment, and had nothing to do with the Spirit Hall, the Heaven Dou Royal Family, or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, this chaotic battle is inevitable.

Qian Renxue poured Qian Daoliu a cup of hot tea and sat down. "After that day, I asked Salas if Nan Feng was really planning to respond to this war with a speech. Guess what Salas said?"

"Is that kid gambling?" Qian Daoliu asked.

"No." Qian Renxue shook her head.

"The speech was entirely impromptu; at least Salas received no prior notice."

"What's going on with those conch shells that transmit sound?" Qian Daoliu asked, puzzled.

The Spirit Hall had been collecting these conch shells for three years. Ever since the incident at the Elder Hall, Bibi Dong had ordered the Spirit Hall to issue commissions along the coast to collect these sound-transmitting conch shells.

This was clearly premeditated!

"Um... those conch shells that transmit sound aren't actually used for this." Qian Renxue looked puzzled.

"That thing is actually used to improve the Spirit Hall's transmission efficiency, as well as to prevent sneak attacks and send timely distress signals."

The Spirit Hall's transmission efficiency is actually very low, and after orders are issued, the people below may not actually carry them out. Moreover, there are often situations where "there are policies from above, and countermeasures from below".

In order to strengthen control over the lower levels of the Spirit Hall, Nan Feng suggested that the Pope establish a telepathic network to transmit important messages openly and transparently!

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

No one can fake it, which improves work efficiency and can also solve many corruption problems.

Although this project requires a large investment, the sound-transmitting conch is not a disposable item; it is a soul beast!

As long as you eat and drink well, theoretically, you could easily live for hundreds or thousands of years without any problem!

"So how did he originally plan to resolve this matter?" Qian Daoliu asked, puzzled.

The speech was just a spur-of-the-moment thing, so Nan Feng must have a plan to resolve this matter!

Although that kid is impulsive, he won't do anything he's not sure he can handle!

Back then, that kid dared to cause such a ruckus in the Elders' Hall; there's no way he wouldn't have a plan to clean things up this time.

"Violent suppression," Qian Renxue said.

"The Spirit Hall's spirit masters wouldn't do such a thankless task for him," Qian Daoliu said.

"It's not because we rely on the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters," Qian Renxue said.

"A few years ago, that guy from the Spirit Hall used the money he robbed from the Heaven Dou Empire to set up a soul tool research and development department. I heard that they created something called 'Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers'."

"A celestial maiden scattering flowers?" Qian Daoliu was taken aback.

"What is it?"

"I heard it's a large explosive crossbow," Qian Renxue said.

"After Nan Feng's speech, the Soul Douluo bishops and titled Douluo elders who had been arranged by him to go to various places took advantage of the opportunity when the army was gathered together to demonstrate the large explosive crossbow."

"My information is that the thing can launch a huge arrow that explodes after reaching a certain height, sending out countless sharp pieces of iron that can easily break through an army's armor."

"Scrap iron?" Qian Daoliu was taken aback.

"What's the use? How many people can scrap metal kill? Can it deter armies that number in the thousands or tens of thousands?"

Even if they could break through the armor, the armies of the two great empires were not without Soul Masters. In fact, the core of their military formations was composed of Soul Masters, and those Soul Masters had special Martial Souls, as if they were born for military formations.

If such a special weapon existed, would people just let those attacks fall?

(End of this chapter)