Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Eighteen years old.

Dai Tianfeng was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "When I was eighteen, I was still fighting with several brothers for the throne."

That year, I killed two people: my eldest brother and my third brother.

I won, and I became emperor.

I'm tired after being emperor for over twenty years.

She's going to become an empress at eighteen, isn't she tired?

"That's true, they don't have to fight each other, so what's the point?"

Zhu Wuchang opened his mouth, unsure how to answer.

He dared not get involved in matters concerning royal succession.

You'll lose your head!

Dai Tianfeng waved his hand.

"Pass down the order to prepare a generous gift."

Three months later, I personally went to the Martial Soul Capital.

Zhu Wuchang was taken aback.

"Your Majesty, will you go in person?"

Dai Tianfeng nodded.

"I will go myself."

Chapter 175 Founding of the Nation

"I want to see for myself what kind of person Qian Renxue really is."

I also want to see just how strong that Thousand-Year-Old Lingfeng really is.

It wasn't snowing at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but the mountain wind was very cold, making the windows of the council hall rattle loudly.

Ning Fengzhi sat in the main seat, holding the announcement in his hand, without saying a word.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood behind him, equally silent.

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, sat to the side, holding a teacup. The tea had gone cold, but he didn't drink it.

Ning Fengzhi read the announcement over and over again, finally putting it down and rubbing his temples.

"Old Sword, do you think the Spirit Hall will attack us after establishing its own kingdom?"

Chen Xin thought for a moment and slowly said, "No."

At least not now.

The Spirit Hall needs the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is the wealthiest sect on the continent. Our trade routes span two great empires, and our intelligence network penetrates every corner of the continent.

"The Spirit Hall cannot unify the continent without our support."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, then shook his head.

"And then what?"

"Once the Spirit Empire has established itself and no longer needs us, what will they do?"

Chen Xin remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "I don't know."

But I know that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School cannot be an enemy of the Spirit Empire.

We can't win.

Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile.

Yes, we can't beat them.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, one of the three upper sects, was led by a level 95 Title Douluo, but was wiped out by the Spirit Hall overnight.

Is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School stronger than the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex?

Not strong.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is a support-type martial soul. Without a powerful attack-type Title Douluo to protect it, it's not even as good as the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex in a real fight.

"Prepare a generous gift."

Ning Fengzhi's voice was very soft, "I will go to Wuhun Capital in three months."

Chen Xin nodded.

"I'll go with you."

It didn't snow in Gengxin City, but the wind was strong, making the blacksmith's flag flutter loudly.

The old blacksmith put down his hammer, took the towel his apprentice handed him, and wiped the sweat from his face.

His gaze fell on the wooden table beside him, where there was a notice that his apprentice had just taken down from the city gate.

The Spirit Hall established the Spirit Empire, founded by Empress Qian Renxue.

The old blacksmith stared at the announcement in silence for a long time.

"Master, the Spirit Hall has established a nation."

"Will we have to pay taxes from now on?"

The apprentice asked.

The old blacksmith shook his head.

"have no idea.

But I know that over the years, the Spirit Hall has enabled the people to eat cheap salt and enabled children to go to school.

"A Spirit Hall like this wouldn't be too bad as an emperor."

He paused, "That founding empress, she was only eighteen years old, right?"

An eighteen-year-old girl is far superior to those seventy- or eighty-year-old emperors.

At least she wouldn't just be thinking about pocketing the money herself.

The apprentice nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

The old blacksmith picked up his hammer and continued forging.

A red-hot piece of iron was placed on the anvil, and he smashed it down with a hammer, sparks flying everywhere.

The clanging and banging of the hammer continued, carrying far on the wind.

The taverns in Soto were bustling with noise.

Large bowls of ale, chunks of roasted meat, and boisterous laughter mingled with the sound of the storyteller's gavel in the center of the tavern, creating a noisy and lively atmosphere.

"Speaking of which, the Spirit Hall is going to establish a nation!"

A burly man with a full beard slammed his hand on the table, splashing wine from his bowl all over the table.

People nearby gathered around.

"what?

The Spirit Hall to establish a nation?

"real or fake?"

"The announcement has already been posted, how could it be fake?"

The founding empress, Qian Renxue!

The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall!

"Thousand-foot Snow?"

"Is that the successor of the angel god?"

"you do not say!

Level 94 Title Douluo!

She's only eighteen!

The tavern erupted in chaos.

Some were excited, some were worried, and some remained silent.

An elderly man with white hair stroked his beard and shook his head.

"Would the two great empires agree to the establishment of the Spirit Hall as a nation?"

The world is about to descend into chaos.

The burly man with the thick beard snorted.

"chaos?

What's all the chaos about?

The Spirit Hall has twelve Title Douluos, while the two great empires don't even have one.

"Do they dare refuse?"

A thin, middle-aged man next to him nodded.

"that is.

In recent years, the Spirit Hall has been providing low-priced salt, cheap books, and kindergartens, making it far superior to the nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire.

"I'd be the first to agree to the Spirit Hall becoming emperor!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

In the corner, a man in a gray robe was drinking wine with his head down.