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

He put down his teacup, looked at Prince Xuexing, his gaze as calm as a deep pool of water.

"Your Highness, you know how much salt your family's salt mine produces in a year and how much profit it makes."

Prince Xuexing's expression changed.

Qian Gu Xiaoye continued, "The royal family of the Heavenly Dou Empire monopolizes 70% of the salt industry within the Heavenly Dou territory, earning over ten million gold soul coins annually. Who pocketed all that money?"

He stood up, his gaze sharp as lightning.

"Since the Spirit Hall launched Snowflake Salt, people have been able to eat clean and cheap salt, and children have been able to read books they can afford."

"Those nobles who made their fortunes through monopolies have indeed earned less, but so what?"

He said, slowly and deliberately, "The ancestral precept of the Spirit Hall is to protect the world and pass on the glory of the Angel God."

"This is not to act as a shield for certain people, allowing them to leech off the people!"

These words were so powerful that they left everyone present speechless.

But how could those nobles easily admit defeat?

An old nobleman with a sinister face slowly spoke: "Elder Qian Gu speaks in a grand and righteous manner, but I would like to ask, is the purpose of the Spirit Hall in doing this really just to 'protect the world'?"

He sneered: "Low-priced salt and cheap books make the people grateful."

"Once the people are all on the side of the Spirit Hall, what do you plan to do? Replace the two great empires? Or—unify the continent?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense after these words were spoken.

Members of the delegations from the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire stood up, glaring angrily at the Spirit Hall members.

The representatives of the sects that were affiliated with the two countries also showed hostility.

Qian Gu Xiao Ye simply smiled faintly.

What do you want to do?

He looked at the old nobleman and said, "What I want to do is very simple: to ensure that the people can afford salt, can afford to read, and can live with dignity. As for unifying the continent?"

His smile vanished, and his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"If it really comes to that, it will be because of you parasites who leech off the people."

"How dare you!"

Prince Xuexing slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "What do you mean by that? When has the royal family of the Heavenly Dou Empire ever leeched off the people?"

Ling Feng stood in front of his father, looking at Prince Xue Xing with a mocking smile.

"Your Highness, has the matter of your young master trampling an old vegetable farmer to death on horseback at the city gate last month been resolved?"

"Where is that old farmer's daughter who was abducted and violated by your young master?"

Prince Xuexing's expression changed drastically.

Ling Feng then looked at the fat, big-eared nobleman: "Your family's salt mine killed seventeen miners last year, and each of them was compensated with five hundred copper coins to settle the matter."

"Of those seventeen miners' families, how many are still alive?"

The nobleman trembled all over, but could not utter a word.

Ling Feng turned to the sinister old nobleman: "Your estate covers three thousand hectares, two thousand of which were forcibly seized from the people."

"Those people who lost their land, some sold their children, some starved to death on the streets. How can you sleep at night?"

One by one, Ling Feng exposed their shady dealings in front of everyone.

The nobles' faces went from flushed to deathly pale, and from deathly pale to ashen.

"You're making baseless accusations! What evidence do you have?"

Ling Feng looked at him and suddenly smiled.

Those nobles, those nobles who were usually high and mighty and domineering, all lowered their heads at this moment, not daring to meet Ling Feng's gaze.

Prince Xuexing's face turned ashen, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Your name is Qian Gu Lingfeng, is that it? You...you...how dare you!"

"Don't think that just because your father is a Title Douluo, you can be so arrogant!"

Ling Feng looked at him, his gaze calm as still water.

"Your Highness, would you like to continue? I have quite a few more stories about your family. Would you like to tell them one by one so that everyone can hear them?"

Prince Xuexing opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't utter a single word.

Just then, an old voice rang out.

"enough."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The level 96 titled Douluo stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone present before finally settling on Ling Feng.

“Little one, you spoke very frankly today.”

"But have you ever considered that if you expose these things, will those nobles whose livelihoods have been cut off by your Spirit Hall let it go?"

Ling Feng looked at him, neither humble nor arrogant: "Senior Sword Douluo, whether those nobles let it go or not is none of my business."

"All I know is that what my Spirit Hall did was the right thing."

Chen Xin stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

“That’s the right thing to do.”

He looked at Ning Fengzhi and said, "Sect Master, I think these people from the Spirit Hall are much more pleasing to the eye than those nobles who only know how to talk big."

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and remained silent.

But to those nobles, these words were nothing short of a slap in the face.

Prince Xuexing suddenly stood up, his face ashen: "Sect Leader Ning, what do you mean by this? Is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School going to side with the Spirit Hall?"

Ning Fengzhi said calmly, "Your Highness has misunderstood. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has always been neutral and does not participate in any power struggles."

"Today is my daughter's 100-day celebration. Those of you who have come to offer your congratulations are warmly welcomed. Those who have come to quarrel..."

He paused, his smile remaining gentle, but his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Then please go outside and make a scene."

Prince Xuexing's expression changed repeatedly before he finally gritted his teeth and sat down.

But how could he possibly swallow that insult?

He glanced at a middle-aged Soul Master beside him, who understood, stood up, and said loudly:

"I have long heard that the Spirit Hall is full of talented young people. Today, I have the pleasure of meeting three outstanding young talents, which is truly enviable."

"I am a royal retainer of the Heaven Dou Empire, a level 73 Soul Saint. I humbly request a few moves from the three young friends of the Spirit Hall. I wonder if you dare to accept the challenge?"

The entire room fell silent once again.

Everyone looked at Ling Feng and his two companions.

It's time to take action.

Ling Feng exchanged a glance with Qian Renxue and Jin Chen, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Finally, the moment has arrived.

Chapter 60 Sparring, Good-for-Nothing

He was about to get up to fight when a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Qian Gu Xiaoye slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over the provocative middle-aged Soul Saint, then over all the restless nobles and Soul Masters present, and finally landing on Prince Xue Xing's face.

"Want to spar?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly: "No rush."

Before he finished speaking, his martial spirit possessed him.

The Dark Dragon Staff appeared out of thin air, its entire body as black as ink. A ferocious black dragon relief coiled around the staff, its eyes bloodshot, radiating a terrifying pressure.

What's even more suffocating are the nine spirit rings on his body.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

That 100,000-year-old red soul ring shone brightly in the sunlight, as if it were formed from condensed blood.

The moment it lit up, the air in the entire hall seemed to freeze.

A 100,000-year soul ring.

That is the pinnacle that countless Soul Masters could never reach, even after a lifetime of effort.

The audience was silent.

The middle-aged Soul Saint who had been shouting just moments before turned deathly pale, and his legs trembled slightly.

He was level 73, a powerful figure who was far above ordinary people, but he didn't even have the courage to make a move in front of a level 95 Title Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring.

But it's not over yet.

Beside Qian Gu Xiao Ye, Dugu Bo also slowly stood up.

His martial spirit also possessed him, and the phantom of the Azure Serpent King appeared behind him, its body dark green, with deadly poisonous mist flowing between its scales.

All nine spirit rings lit up as well.

Two yellow, two purple, five black.

A level 93 titled Douluo.

The two titled Douluo stood side by side, their eighteen spirit rings shining brightly. Their terrifying pressure spread out as if it were a tangible force, making it almost impossible for everyone present to breathe.

Those nobles who were just moments ago filled with righteous indignation now shrank back, silent as if trembling in fear.

Those Soul Saints and Soul Douluo-level powerhouses also had solemn expressions and dared not make any rash moves.

Among the delegations from the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, the few Soul Douluo-level elders quietly took a step back.

Because they knew that if a real fight broke out, they wouldn't be able to withstand even one move.

Prince Xuexing's face was ashen, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.