Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start

"When there is profit to be made, everyone will flock to it and shout 'Long live the Pope!'"

"But what if there are fluctuations?"

"If war really breaks out, let these Soul Masters attack their own hometown and slaughter their own compatriots."

"How much cohesion do you think this massive Spirit Hall still has left?"

"The biggest drawback of the Spirit Hall is that it is not a country. It has no blood ties, no cultural identity, and no foundation for sacrificing everything to protect the country."

"The Spirit Hall is like a large mercenary organization. Its organizational structure and nature doom it to not exist as stably as the two great empires."

"As long as the external pressure is great enough, as long as the chain of interests breaks..."

"This seemingly invincible behemoth could fall apart at any moment and turn into a pile of loose sand."

"The Spirit Hall may have the military power to conquer the world, but they do not have the ability to govern and protect it. Once the Spirit Hall bares its fangs, it will inevitably usher in a chaotic era, but after this chaotic era, there will be no prosperous era."

"What if..."

Gu Rong frowned, his voice deepening:

"What if the Spirit Hall really went mad and launched a war, forcibly tearing a piece of flesh from the two great empires' territories and establishing a new country?"

"They have the force and the guts."

"It's no use, Uncle Bone."

Ning Fengzhi gazed at the street scene flashing past the window, his eyes deep and clear:

“A nation is not something that can be defined simply by enclosing a piece of land, maintaining an army, and raising a flag.”

"It is easy to establish a country, but difficult to govern it. The most crucial core of a country lies not in its military power, but in its system."

"What is the Spirit Hall in essence? It is a violent organization composed purely of Spirit Masters. Its management methods and operating rules are completely different from those of the two great empires."

"Soul Masters are a group that glorifies violence; it's in our nature. We believe in the law of the jungle, and that might makes right."

"But what do the hundreds of millions of people who form the cornerstone of a nation want?"

"It means stability, having enough to eat and wear, being free from worries about food and clothing, and not having to live in constant fear of being crushed by the strong."

Ning Fengzhi sighed:

"If the Spirit Hall were to establish a nation, its greatest weakness would be precisely what it is most proud of—a ruling class composed entirely of Spirit Masters."

"Think about it, what are the promotion rules of the Spirit Hall?"

"Only strength matters."

"Today, you are a Soul Saint, a Soul Douluo, a Title Douluo. Your fists are strong, so you hold power and occupy a high position."

"But what about tomorrow?"

"A Soul Master's talent and strength do not follow a stable principle; they are unpredictable and come from nowhere. No one knows where the next peerless genius will emerge from."

"Perhaps a younger and stronger Soul Saint or Soul Douluo will emerge tomorrow."

"And the rules of the Spirit Hall not only allow, but even subtly encourage this kind of fierce competition."

"You don't like me? No problem, go cultivate, become stronger. When you surpass me, defeat me, or even kill me, you can replace me, take my place, sleep with my women, and spend my money."

"This wolf-like competitive mechanism can indeed motivate members to strive for excellence and maintain combat effectiveness for a mercenary organization or a sect."

"But what if it's a country?"

That was a disaster!

"Rulers possess not only power, but also responsibility. Squandering power without regard for responsibility is a sign of national ruin. However, the Soul Master group is inherently driven by a desire for power without regard for responsibility. The reason why everyone admires Title Douluo is because Title Douluo possess the qualifications to transcend the rules of law."

"They can do whatever they want, but can the rulers of a stable organization, a country, do the same?"

"Just like Chihiro before."

"For his own selfish reasons, he could use the Pope's power to hunt down Tang Hao, and even go so far as to start a war, sending countless low-level soul masters to their deaths."

"This is the inevitable result of the logic of the strong ruling the country."

"What the superiors do, the subordinates will follow."

"If the Spirit Hall really establishes a country, then those Spirit Masters who hold great power will also follow suit in the future."

"If I want this piece of land today, I'll grab it; if I want that batch of goods tomorrow, I'll take it."

"Infighting among the top echelons, with ruthless methods employed to climb the ladder, and violence knows no bounds!"

"For a country, such internal strife is devastating!"

"If the gods above are fighting every day, how can the common people below survive?"

Ning Fengzhi leaned against the car window, looking at the Martial Soul Holy City so close at hand, a hint of pity in his eyes:

"Therefore, the fact that the Spirit Hall became the ruler was a disaster in itself."

"The Spirit Hall's greatest advantage lies in the fact that it is a pure spirit master organization, possessing violence that surpasses that of the two great empires."

"But this is also its biggest drawback, and the reason why it can never become a country!"

"Soul Masters and ordinary people are ultimately from two different worlds, and their survival logic is completely different."

"We can have common ground, and we can use each other."

"But once a pure Soul Master organization is allowed to become the ruling class, allowing their will to supersede the law and the system."

"Then all they think about is the survival of the fittest and the law of the jungle."

"There will be no more reason in this world, only the clash of forces."

Ning Fengzhi withdrew his gaze and looked at Gu Rong, his voice resolute:

"Uncle Bone, you must remember this."

"It's not that the Spirit Hall is incapable of becoming a ruler, but that no spirit master organization, including our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, can or should do so."

"This is a path to death."

"What if the Spirit Hall changes the rules?" Gu Rong frowned, trying to find a flaw in this reasoning.

"Since the new pope has the courage to subdue the Clear Sky Sect, he may also have the courage to reform the Spirit Hall's system. What if, for the sake of establishing a nation and for long-term stability, they took the initiative to restrain spirit masters and establish a comprehensive legal system like the two great empires?"

"Wouldn't that solve the problem?"

“Heh…” Ning Fengzhi shook his head and chuckled.

"Uncle Bone, that's even more impossible."

"You could even say that if they dared to do that, they would die even faster."

Ning Fengzhi twirled the jade thumb ring in his hand, his gaze deep and unfathomable:

"Uncle Bone, have you ever thought about why the Spirit Hall is so powerful today, and why it attracts most of the soul masters in the world?"

"Is it because of faith? Is it because of justice?"

"Do not."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head. "It's because of interests, because of privileges, and even more so because they support and even advocate the naked dog-eat-dog competition rules among Soul Masters!"

"In the Spirit Hall, as long as your fists are strong enough, you can have everything: money, status, beautiful women, and even the power of life and death. This thrill of being above the rules is the poison that attracts spirit masters to flock to you one after another."

"But if they want to establish a nation, want stability, and want to gain the support of the people."

"Then they must do the opposite."

Ning Fengzhi extended his palm, clenched his fist, and made a "suppressive" gesture:

"They must compress the power of Soul Masters, restrict their freedom, and tell those high and mighty Soul Masters: You can't kill or rob at will. Even if you are a Title Douluo, you still have to abide by the law. You still have to queue up and pay taxes like ordinary people."

"Uncle Bone, what do you think..."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the ancient banyan tree and asked in return:

"Would those Soul Masters who are used to being superior to others agree?"

“This…” Gu Rong was speechless.

Are you going to make a pack of tigers eat vegetables? Or make a group of powerful people who are used to acting recklessly follow the rules?

It would be better to kill them.

"Without changing the rules, the Spirit Hall cannot last long, because it will be destroyed by chaos; but once the rules are changed, the Spirit Hall itself will collapse from within!"

Ning Fengzhi pointed out this deadlock incisively:

"Soul Masters gather under the banner of the Spirit Hall to gain more benefits and to convert their power into privileges."

"Then you turn around and tell everyone that for the sake of so-called national stability and for the sake of so-called ordinary people, your privileges are gone, and you have to keep a low profile."

Who would want to stay here?

"People come here to eat meat, not to be watchdogs."

"At that time."

Ning Fengzhi looked out the window at the bustling crowd, his tone indifferent:

"As long as another organization steps forward, even if it is only one-tenth the size of the Spirit Hall, as long as it shouts: 'Come to my place, the strong are respected, and killing is not a crime.'"

Do you believe it or not?

"The soul masters in the Spirit Hall will flock to that new organization like a tide."

"And then, the cycle repeats itself."

"This is a vicious cycle."

Ning Fengzhi sighed and slowly closed his eyes:

"From the moment they were born, Soul Masters were destined to be destroyers of order, not maintainers."

"You want to build a stable country by relying on a bunch of destroyers?"

"It's like trying to build a skyscraper on quicksand; the foundation is crooked, how can it last?"

Chapter 84 The Seven Major Sects Gather

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