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

Chapter 97 Speculators

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"He..." Zhu Zhuyun was stunned.

"Weiss won't..."

"Ouch!" Nan Feng was about to curse.

"What's going on in the heads of you young girls? Are you all rebellious teenagers? How come you have no ability to distinguish right from wrong?"

"No wonder they forbid dating in high school, look at the behavior of you guys!"

"Damn... looks like I'll have to teach a course on the psychology of love at school to help you guys develop a proper view of love."

Hu Liena's eye twitched slightly. "Take it easy, you need to watch your words!"

Nan Feng's every speech in public is recorded, and many of his die-hard fans have compiled every word he says into books!

Many people even spontaneously gave presentations throughout mainland China!

Moreover, this wasn't done by Nan Feng, and no one even deliberately organized it. It was purely started by those who were "enlightened" by Nan Feng's words!

Even the angelic worship of the Spirit Hall wasn't as bizarre as the worship of Nan Feng!

"Be cautious? Have I ever made a mistake in my words or actions?" Nan Feng said.

Hu Liena looked at her strangely. "Isn't that just how you always manage to get lucky?"

Everything Nan Feng did had a large element of luck involved.

Even this guy himself admits that most of the time, he's gambling!

"Wrong!" Nan Feng stood up.

"Once, it was an accident."

"Twice, it's a coincidence."

"Three times, it was luck."

"Four times, five times, six times, every single time, that's not luck!"

"It's about strength!"

"Back in the day, I was just a lowly Soul King, but I suppressed a bunch of Title Douluos in the Elder Hall, making them afraid to even raise their heads. Isn't that power?"

"Yes, strength. If that old bastard Qian Daoliu had made another move back then, you would have been dead." Bibi Dong quietly appeared behind Nan Feng.

"How dare you bring that up again?"

Nan Feng once controlled Qian Daoliu and directly destroyed half of his mental power!

If Qian Daoliu were to make another move, Nan Feng would faint from exhaustion of his mental energy on the spot!

Purely a bluff!

That bastard was really out of control back then!

Knowing full well that his gun was unloaded, he still pressed the muzzle against someone's head!

They're literally gambling with their lives!

I bet you wouldn't dare bet with me!

"What's there to be embarrassed about?" Nan Feng shrugged.

"Losing is to be expected, but winning makes me a legend."

"A mere Soul King, single-handedly intimidated so many Title Douluos—who can replicate that?"

Bibi Dong's eye twitched slightly. "Not everyone is as mentally unstable as you."

Nanfeng's approach to things is basically to go all in as soon as he enters the game; winning is great, but losing doesn't matter.

To put it bluntly, this guy doesn't care about the outcome at all; he just wants to know how far he can go.

He is not without desires; he has things he wants, but he doesn't care if he can't get them.

He has desires but no wants, so this guy is fearless.

How many people can truly be selfless and have desires?

Most people just want a result. What's the point of working? Isn't it all for money?

What is the purpose of cultivation? Isn't it for becoming stronger, for power, for being high above others?

Because they have a specific purpose, they will feel disappointed and angry when they are unable to accomplish their goal or achieve the desired result.

But for Nan Feng, success or failure is the same.

Because this guy often doesn't even know what he wants.

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Martial Soul Academy.

After explaining the situation to Zhu Zhuyun, Nan Feng came to find Dai Mubai.

"Have you heard about Davis?" Nan Feng asked.

"Elder, please calm down! This has nothing to do with me! I don't know anything about it! I wasn't involved at all!" Dai Mubai said in a panic.

"Why are you panicking?" Nan Feng asked, puzzled.

"I'm not going to eat you, I'm just letting you know that if you want to go back, you can go back, and I'll arrange for someone to escort you."

Dai Mubai was stunned, then suddenly knelt down. "Elder, spare me! I really didn't mean to run away!"

He wouldn't have had much of a chance of survival if he stayed in Xingluo; Davis wouldn't let him go. Coming to Wuhun City provided some protection, at least Davis wouldn't dare to harm him here. But if he went back, he didn't want to die an unexplained death like his second brother!

"Whatever you want," Nan Feng said, not insisting.

"However, Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng from Tian Dou are preparing to go back, and Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing also want to go back. If you don't want to go back..."

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

"Zhu Zhuqing?" Dai Mubai was taken aback.

"Is she going back?"

"If her sister wants to go back, shouldn't she go with her?" Nan Feng said.

"As for your decision to stay or leave, it's up to you. I won't force you. My contract with Dai Tianfeng is only for three years. Within those three years, you will all be considered exchange students of the Spirit Hall, and I will guarantee your personal safety."

"As for what happens three years from now, that's your own business."

Zhu Zhuqing is still young and easily fooled. In the past few months, she has been basically led astray by Hu Liena and has even learned to hide her true nature. As for Zhu Zhuyun, she has been involved in the power struggles in Xingluo for many years and will need more time to develop her skills.

As for Davis, there's nothing we can do. He dreams of absolute imperial power, and there's no way to change his mind.

As for Dai Mubai, he was so frightened by Davis that he abandoned his fiancée and ran away, lacking even the most basic sense of responsibility as a man. He didn't have any expectations for such a person.

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"I thought you were planning to groom one of these two princes to inherit the Star Luo Empire, so that they could cooperate with you," Bibi Dong said.

"Davis ran away, Dai Mubai, aren't you going to try and fool us?"

"How can you expect someone who lacks even the most basic sense of responsibility to have a sense of social responsibility? Or the determination to fight for the future of a group of unrelated people?" Nan Feng said.

"Cultivating oneself, regulating one's family, governing the state, and bringing peace to the world—this is the order of things, from the smallest to the greatest. How can someone who can't even do the basics well be expected to do the things that follow?"

"A person without a foundation of beliefs is like a rootless duckweed."

"So-called neutralism or apathy is, to put it bluntly, just opportunism. They sway whichever way the wind blows."

"They'll follow whoever's doing well."

"When landlords were around, they were the lackeys of feudal landlords. When capitalists came, they became the lackeys of capitalists. Whoever is stronger can become their master."

"Dai Mubai is a typical example of this. He is obsequious to the strong but ruthless to the weak. I cannot have high expectations for this kind of lackey of authority."

"If he were an ordinary person, I might give it a try, but he is a prince, and he would never betray his class."

Bibi Dong looked at him strangely, "But you have to admit one thing: the vast majority of people in this world are the kind of lackeys you despise."

Intelligent people are ultimately a tiny minority; the vast majority are just self-righteous opportunists, what Nan Feng calls speculators.

They feel no shame for their wavering; in fact, they take pride in it, considering themselves wise and discerning.

The vast majority of people also agree with this type of person.

"So I'm trying, before I lose patience, I'll do my best to change this messed-up situation," Nan Feng said.

"What if it can't be changed?" Bibi Dong asked.

"..."

"Then let the flames pave the way for the new world."

(End of this chapter)