Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

"If he can beat someone, then it's just youthful arrogance causing trouble, and the nobles will just swallow their pride and let it go. But if he loses and gets beaten up... then things will be in serious trouble!"

Ning Rongrong snorted twice, "Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is, after all, a large and powerful family, and we have to be careful about our behavior. We can't just tear off the mask and take action like he did. At most, we can suppress them in terms of business and influence. But, Sister Yan Yan's grandfather doesn't care about any of that!"

"Senior Poison Douluo and Brother Xuanhao have an incredibly close relationship; they're practically friends despite their age difference. If he were to find out that Xuanhao has been bullied, what would happen?"

Ning Rongrong lowered her voice, mimicking a sinister tone: "Once the Azure Phosphorus Serpent King releases its poison, massacring a city and wiping out an entire clan will be a matter of minutes. At that time, no matter what kind of royalty or noble family you are, in the face of this deadly poison, all living beings will be equal!"

"Therefore, there is now an unwritten consensus among the powerful and influential circles in Tiandou City."

"If you can't beat him, you can only obediently take the beating and admit defeat when he bangs on your door in the middle of the night."

"Those who can beat him wouldn't dare lay a finger on him!"

After hearing this irrefutable, utterly illogical argument, Tang San stood before the magnificent golden doors of the auction house, falling into deep silence.

Seeing Tang San's expression, Ning Rongrong leaned closer and whispered:

“Xiao San, I know that because of Xiao Wu, you have always harbored a deep resentment towards Brother Xuan Hao, which is why you rejected his offer before.”

"But whether you admit it or not, as long as you're still living on this continent, you'll eventually have to face him!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes turned serious. "Even if you don't work for him now, even if you do make a name for yourself on your own in the future, have you thought about this?"

"If you live a mediocre life and only achieve so much, he might just treat you as a passerby and ignore you. But if you become a big shot and a local tyrant... given his temper of liking to trample the strong underfoot, he will definitely come knocking on your door to test your strength!"

"Just recently, he even wrecked the territory of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the three great sects in the world! We were all there watching."

"What?! The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan's territory has been vandalized?!"

Tang San's expression froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

That's a long-established sect with the world's number one beast martial spirit and a profound heritage!

"It's more than just being smashed," Ning Rongrong said, pursing her lips. "That day, this guy almost leveled their mountain gate. Although he can't beat that old dragon Yu Yuanzhen yet, with his cultivation speed, how many more years do you think he can keep going?"

"You've witnessed his strength firsthand. Think about it carefully, once he reaches the Title Douluo level, who in this world... will be able to stop him?"

Tang San fell completely silent.

He frantically calculated in his mind, only to realize with despair that, facing that all-around monster who could take on challenges of higher levels as easily as eating and drinking, once he reached his peak... no one could stop him!

Seeing that Tang San had taken it to heart, Ning Rongrong continued to persuade him: "Little San, although some things may sound harsh, being born in this era is a tragedy for all the geniuses on the continent, and even for those old powers."

"Given the path he's taking and his lawless attitude, the future landscape of the Soul Master world, and even the entire continent, will definitely undergo earth-shattering changes because of him. In the face of such a great tide of the times, you really don't need to take a little emotional setback too seriously."

Ning Rongrong patted him on the shoulder and spoke earnestly, acting as his confidante:

"As the saying goes, there are plenty of fish in the sea, why be hung up on just one? Xiao Wu is nice, but hasn't she already found someone she loves? You should look to the future!"

"Honestly, if you're open-minded, I can totally introduce you to other girls!"

Tang San paused for a moment, "No need, I don't have any plans for that yet. My focus is still on cultivation."

"Oh, don't be shy!" Ning Rongrong persisted. "You can tell me what kind of person you like. I have a lot of connections in Tiandou City, and I can definitely find out for you! Do you like someone like Xiao Wu who is unruly, lively, and cute, or someone who is gentle, sweet, and dependent?"

Seeing Tang San's embarrassed expression and silence, Ning Rongrong sighed and adopted a world-weary tone:

"Honestly, feelings are only truly pure at our age."

In a few years, when everyone has grown up, there will be more and more family interests to consider and more and more pros and cons to weigh. How much sincerity will remain in the relationship?

While you're young, you should really enjoy life!

"Isn't life just an experience? Whether it's unparalleled cultivation or unmatched power, in the end, you can't take it with you when you're born or when you die. The most important thing in life is to be happy!"

Ning Rongrong became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke, as if she had transformed into a life mentor who had seen through life and death:

"People don't only die when they get old; accidents can happen at any time. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after, maybe you'll trip and fall when you go out, or even choke to death while drinking water!"

"So don't always put pressure on yourself with grand future goals. Living each day to the fullest is the most authentic thing to do."

If you can't even live your life properly right now, and are filled with anxiety and conflict, how can you possibly control your future?

Hearing these words, which were both thought-provoking and reeked of hedonism and unorthodoxy, Tang San's expression became very unnatural.

He looked Ning Rongrong up and down, his eyes filled with undisguised suspicion:

"Who said these words?"

Ning Rongrong, who was lost in her own thoughts, twitched slightly at the corner of her eye. "What do you mean? Do you think I can't say something as philosophical as this?"

Tang San shook his head. "Based on my understanding and impression of you, you can't possibly have such a mindset that disregards worldly rules."

Ning Rongrong's pretty face instantly turned bright red.

She was speechless for a while, and in the end, all she could do was roll her eyes in exasperation.

"Alright, alright, you're smart, okay? Xuanhao said it!"

Only when Ning Rongrong angrily blurted out Xuan Hao's name did Tang San's strange feeling finally dissipate.

He nodded, finding this to be quite reasonable.

After all, given Xuan Hao's unrestrained and arrogant style, which disregards all heroes, it's perfectly in line with his character that he could utter such unconventional, hedonistic yet insightful words.

but……

Tang San gave a bitter laugh to himself.

Not everyone can live as freely and recklessly as that monster Xuan Hao.

Being carefree requires absolute strength and confidence to back it up!

Xuan Hao can be carefree because he has extraordinary talent that is unparalleled on the continent, terrifying strength that is enough to crush the older generation of powerhouses, and even a powerful background that makes the entire Heaven Dou Royal Family and the Spirit Hall have to take him seriously.

He has the right to disregard all rules and the right to talk about "life is an experience, and living is about being happy".

This is the privilege of the strong.

But Tang San doesn't have this privilege, and in fact, most people in the world don't have this qualification!

He carries a heavy secret, an obsession with living two lives, and a grand dream to restore the glory of the Tang Clan.

Now, there's another complex grudge from the Haotian Sect that they don't know how to deal with.

He didn't have Xuan Hao's strength to disregard all rules, so he had to proceed cautiously, be patient, and lie low.

Who doesn't want to live happily? Who doesn't want to be like Xuan Hao, doing whatever they want and settling scores as they please?

But cruel reality wouldn't allow Tang San to do that.

Chapter 316 Honesty and obedience are reserved for cattle and horses!

……

Seeing Tang San's furrowed brows, Ning Rongrong knew without guessing what he was thinking.

She crossed her arms, pursed her lips, and said, "Little mistress, I can tell from that expression that you're probably muttering some nonsense about conditions not allowing it or your own difficulties."

"If anyone else had said these things to me, I wouldn't have bothered to say a word. But since you, Tang San, said them, I have to say something to you."

Ning Rongrong looked him up and down, her tone full of disappointment:

"It's not like you really lack the potential! Look at yourself, with the Blue Silver Grass, a martial soul universally recognized as a waste across the entire continent, you've managed to cultivate to the Soul Master level of over thirty at this age, and at such a fast pace! With that talent, if you had a slightly better martial soul, you would have taken off long ago!"

"Plus, you have an unpredictable array of hidden weapon techniques and bizarre poison skills... If you're willing to put aside your ridiculous pride and find a stable tree to lean on—like my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, or directly join Xuan Hao's Heavenly Fighting Self-Improvement Association."

"As long as you have a powerful backer, your future will be bright! Resources, connections, protection—you'll have everything you need! Why would you need to worry about this and that every day like you do now?"

Seeing Tang San open his mouth as if to refute, Ning Rongrong immediately interrupted him, speaking rapidly:

"Alright, alright, I know what you're trying to say! You're probably thinking that you're a man, you care about your pride, you want to earn your own living, and that taking shortcuts is wrong and relying on others is shameful, right?"

Ning Rongrong gave a cold laugh.

"But I can tell you this with certainty today. In this world, people who have shortcuts but stubbornly refuse to take them because they're too proud to do so aren't called principled; they're just plain stupid!"

"What do you think is the most important thing for a person to succeed in this world and reach the top?"

Ning Rongrong stared into Tang San's eyes, "You think it's hard work? Don't be ridiculous!"

"I'm telling you, it's luck!"

"Life is all about luck from beginning to end! Your birth is luck, your talents are luck, the environment you live in is luck, and the kind of benefactors or enemies you encounter when you go out is even more of a matter of luck!"

"Even every bottleneck you encounter during your cultivation, every near-death experience, or even surviving a falling rock while walking on the street—that's all luck!"

"Every step you've taken to get to where you are today is the result of countless lucky coincidences. If you had been even slightly less lucky, you might have choked on a sip of water and died, and you wouldn't have the chance to stand here and talk about ideals and the future."

Seeing Tang San's clearly stunned expression, Ning Rongrong continued to ruthlessly tear away the veil of hypocrisy from this world:

"Therefore, to stubbornly insist on being down-to-earth and rejecting all external assistance is the most ridiculous and self-deceiving thing in the world!"

"What does it mean to be down-to-earth? Just because you were born the son of a common blacksmith, does that mean you have to be a blacksmith for the rest of your life? Just because your martial spirit is a blade of grass, does that mean you deserve to be trampled underfoot and never rise again?"

"Mistress, remember this: the rules of this world are always made by the strong, by those in positions of power!"

"If you, someone from the bottom, want to turn your life around, the only way is to break free from the rules specifically designed to restrict you, no matter what! Otherwise, you'll forever be stuck in the circle they've drawn, never able to climb out!"

"Think about it carefully. Since those in power already enjoy all the privileges, how could they possibly allow those below them to easily climb up through so-called hard work and offend their position, and divide up their vested interests?"

"All the dogmas, rules, and even so-called moral bottom lines that are proclaimed in this world are used by those in power to discipline those below them!"

The purpose is to ensure everyone is honest, hardworking, and content to serve as slaves for life, so that those in high positions can enjoy their wealth and comfort for generations to come!

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly.

“If you say taking shortcuts is wrong… then what about those royalty and nobles who are born with everything, including myself, Ning Rongrong? Isn’t our birth the greatest shortcut in the world?!”

"If we really want absolute fairness and hard work, why don't they abandon the protection of their sects and the royal family, go to the fields and the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, and start from scratch?!"

Hearing Ning Rongrong's almost treasonous words, Tang San fell completely silent.

The moral concepts ingrained in my mind seemed to be shattered by this torrent at this moment.

But surprisingly, deep down, he resonated strongly with this cold and cruel ideology!

Yes, what do rules matter? What do honesty and integrity matter?

In his previous life, he was just a low-ranking outer disciple in the Tang Clan of Sichuan.

According to the sect's ironclad rules, he was not even qualified to touch the core blueprints of mechanical hidden weapons in his lifetime, let alone cultivate the "Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record"—an inner sect secret technique!

If he had honestly followed the rules, if he hadn't taken risks and resorted to any means to sneak into the library to steal knowledge, how could he have mastered those astonishing skills?

In contrast, what about the inner disciples? What about the direct descendants of the elders?