Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

"Tell me quickly, the teacher wants to hear your opinion, and at the same time, the teacher is also very interested in knowing what the significance of this newspaper is."

Bibi Dong sat in the chair that Hu Liena had sat in before, her jade-like arms resting on the table, her round palms supporting her chin, her eyes curiously staring at Dong Qing.

Her face was as smooth and white as jade, and her waist was slender and delicate, like a water snake, making one feel an irresistible urge to reach out and grasp her.

Upon closer inspection, she has a full and rounded figure, long and beautiful legs, and is slim where she should be slim and curvy where she should be curvy, perfectly showcasing the charm of a mature woman.

Bibi Dong sat sideways on the chair, her delicate body naturally curving into a beautiful arc. A gentle breeze blew in from outside the window, causing her pale gold skirt to flutter in the wind, revealing her alabaster-white legs.

Her fair skin, slender waist, near-perfect face, and just-right figure made her look so unique.

Noble, elegant, and serene.

For a moment, Dongqing was a little confused. Who was she dressing up so beautifully for in the middle of the night?

However, after a moment's thought, he explained in response to Bibi Dong's question: "Well... this is mainly to show off our strength. Simply put, it's about demonstrating our power to achieve the effect of subduing the enemy without fighting."

"Oh, is that possible? Xiaoqing, do you really think that by doing this, all the sects, big and small, on the continent will surrender without a second thought and eventually submit to the Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong suddenly straightened up, moved forward a little distance, and then grabbed Dong Qing's hand.

The crown she wore was no longer there; a gentle breeze outside the window lifted her cherry-red hair, and a long, thin strand drifted to Dongqing's lips.

Upon hearing this, and sensing Bibi Dong's excitement, Dong Qing shook his head and said softly, "Teacher, you misunderstand. I don't care about those sects. What I care about are the countless ordinary living beings on the continent. I need their power."

“Their power? Their only purpose…” Bibi Dong looked at Dong Qing thoughtfully, seemingly sensing his ambition.

Several minutes passed.

"Xiao Qing, tell your teacher the truth, are you planning to reach level 100 and become a god, absorbing the power of faith to create a brand new godhood?" As Bibi Dong spoke, her beautiful eyes were fixed on Dong Qing's face.

She had never imagined that her disciple was so ambitious, which made her, as the teacher, feel ashamed, because even she had never thought of creating a completely new divine position.

"Well, since the teacher guessed it, I'll tell you the truth. That's right, I plan to use newspapers to harvest the power of faith and create my own divine position," Dong Qing said with certainty.

Hearing Dongqing's confident reply, Bibi Dong should have been very happy.

But at this moment she seemed worried and said, "Xiao Qing, you may have underestimated the difficulty of acquiring faith power, and you may have underestimated how much faith power is needed to create a new godhood."

"Over the years, despite being the Pope of the Spirit Hall, my teacher has not gained much faith power. Therefore, my teacher has no choice but to inherit the divine position passed down by others."

In fact, Bibi Dong had considered absorbing the power of faith to create a new divine position, but the power of faith was simply too difficult to obtain.

As for the toxicity of faith.

That's simply a constraint imposed by the laws of a particular world; losing the power of faith means losing divine power.

In Douluo Continent, the power of faith is the money used to bribe the origin of this world. If you pay enough, the origin of the world will grant you the divine position of the law you desire and give you control over it.

Even if you decide you don't want to continue, you can set up the nine-fold divine test to pass on this divine position forever, and then embark on a journey to other worlds to find a higher level of enlightenment.

The origin of this world has no objection to this operation; after all, you paid for it, so use it however you want.

This is also the most important reason why Dongqing came to this world, because as long as you pay, you can comprehend the laws however you like.

The Power of Faith

The power of faith, simply put, is the power of will generated by the worship of a particular person by the masses. Some fanatical believers may even sacrifice their lives, or even everything else, for the person they worship.

However, the power of faith is hard to come by. Although monarchs can possess the power of faith, the number is too small. After all, apart from their loyal followers, most people are thinking about how to rebel.

They usurped his position and seized his power. Are kings, nobles, generals, and ministers born with a special destiny?

As for the common people, emperors and kings are too far removed from them; in most cases, they come into contact with officials who are one rank higher than themselves.

They didn't know what the emperor looked like, nor did they care about this high and mighty ruler. They only cared about whether they could fill their stomachs.

Therefore, the power of their faith largely coalesced into the nation's destiny. But the nation's destiny only protects the reigning emperor; it cannot be used for personal gain.

As the saying goes, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. If the masses are in a state of unbearable suffering, the nation's fate will also collapse.

Thus, at the end of most dynasties, the empire's territory inevitably suffered immense devastation.

Thinking about this...

Dong Qing couldn't help but speculate whether Bibi Dong's forced unification of the Spirit Empire in the future would cause a backlash against the nation's destiny, which was why Tang San and his group were able to use their cheat codes so aggressively.

"No, I have to find another opportunity to sound out Bibi Dong. I can't let her have such a dangerous idea," Dong Qing thought to himself.

If you use force to suppress and coerce someone into believing in you, then the power of that belief is virtually nonexistent.

The most convenient and simplest way to obtain the power of faith is through literary works, which is why Dongqing established a news department.

.....

"Teacher, will you launch the Spirit Hall to unify the continent in order to obtain the power of faith?" Dong Qing asked with some concern.

Bibi Dong gave Dong Qing a strange look, then pinched his cheek before finally speaking, "What are you thinking? How could your teacher do such a thing! Besides, what does unifying the continent have to do with the power of faith?"

"According to ancient records, whether it is the sea god, the angel god, or the Rakshasa god inherited from the teacher, their lives are all very extraordinary. Among them, the sea god and the angel god redeemed all living beings and thus gained enormous faith power."

"But the way the teacher's Rakshasa God obtains the power of faith is even more demanding. It requires unleashing endless slaughter and absorbing endless negative faith power from the slaughter."

What is the power of negative faith?

It is the extreme resentment that a being with a soul experiences before death.

Upon hearing this...

A bead of cold sweat dripped down Dong Qing's forehead. Damn, this was terrifying to think about. Even the Rakshasa God needed to unleash endless slaughter and absorb negative faith power. Could the first Asura God have slaughtered all the beings in an entire plane?

Sure enough, none of those who could eventually become gods were kind-hearted. But it was alright; to succeed to a godhood, one only needed to meet those strange and unusual divine tests.

Chapter 104, Gradually Beginning the Journey

"Teacher, I understand. Faith power is indeed difficult to obtain, but please believe me, I will definitely be able to obtain enough faith power," Dong Qing said confidently.

"Since you are so determined, Xiaoqing, I will not try to persuade you any further. If it really doesn't work, you should try to find a divine successor as soon as possible, so that you can obtain eternal life."

Bibi Dong glanced at the brimming with confidence in Dong Qing and decided against continuing to persuade him. However, she planned to have Qian Renxue work from the inside out, using the Heavenly Dou Empire's national treasure, the Vast Ocean Universe Cover.

According to ancient records within the Spirit Hall, this item is extraordinary and is said to be related to the Sea God. It may offer a chance to help Dong Qing find the Nine Trials of the Sea God.

As for why she thought that way, it was simply because Dong Qing's idea was unrealistic. The power of faith was too difficult to obtain, and it was basically impossible to become a god at level 100.

"Speaking of eternal life, teacher, even if we all become gods in the end, what about Senior Sister and Sister Qian Renxue? What will happen to them?" Dong Qing asked curiously.

Speaking of this, Bibi Dong seemed to recall something, a mysterious smile flashed across her face, and she whispered something in Dong Qing's ear.

"Because the eternity that the teacher desires cannot be without you, Xiaoqing!"

"I can't live without you?" What does she mean by that?

Before Dongqing could figure it out, Bibi Dong's figure disappeared, along with Hu Liena, who had been sleeping soundly on the bed.

The next day, at dawn, just as the sun was rising.

A gentle ray of sunlight softly shone on Dongqing's face as he slowly awoke. He gazed quietly at the bamboo grove outside the window, the bamboo leaves swaying in the wind, his expression serene.

Not long after.

A knocking sound rang out on the door.

"Come in," Dong Qing said calmly.

"Your Highness, I've come to retrieve the news drafts." Bai Chenxiang pushed open the door, walked to Dong Qing's side, and said cautiously.

"Hmm, don't be so afraid of me. I don't eat people. Take this and make copies. And I'll leave the delivery of the press release to your Min clan," Dong Qing said softly.

He picked up a thick stack of papers from the table and stuffed it directly into Bai Chenxiang's arms.

"Okay...okay." Bai Chenxiang said in a low, barely audible voice, clutching the news draft.

This is her old problem: when facing peers who are more talented than herself, she always unconsciously appears very inferior, as if she is afraid of doing something wrong.

Such people lead tiring lives because they care too much about what others think.

...

After Bai Chenxiang left with the news draft, she arrived at a magnificent building in Wuhun City that was specifically responsible for photocopying paper. Three hundred members of the Min clan were waiting outside.

The soul tool for photocopying paper is also a relic from ancient times, and currently only the Spirit Hall controls the manufacturing method of this soul tool.

It is not complicated in itself and its structure is very simple, but it occupies a large area, about the size of a 60-square-meter house.

To ensure that the orders of the Spirit Hall Pope can be transmitted to all Spirit Hall branches across the continent in a timely manner, there is one of these special soul guides used for copying paper in every major city of the Douluo Continent.

...

Douluo Continent is a very strange world. No one knows how many special soul tools from ancient times have not been passed down, but many civilian soul tools have been safely passed down.

For example, electric lights, printing presses, looms...

About an hour passed,

The news draft written by Dong Qing was copied more than 300 times and handed over to 300 members of the Minzhi clan in turn, who then summoned their Swift Martial Souls.

After a whooshing sound.

Each of them flew to the major city under their responsibility, and after being handed over to the Martial Soul Branch Hall in the major city, they were made into hundreds of thousands to millions of copies, depending on the situation.

Sold by local white-robed deacons, priced at three copper soul coins per set.

Although Dongqing initially considered giving it away for free, he knew that human nature was despicable and that no one might care about something given away for free. So he decided to sell it at a lower price.

Three copper soul coins aren't expensive, about the price of three steamed buns, because a box of three dishes and a soup costs at least ten copper soul coins, so theoretically everyone can afford it.

The cost of photocopying these newspapers is one silver soul coin for less than a thousand copies, and ten bronze soul coins for more than ten thousand copies.

With replications like Dongqing's, numbering in the tens or hundreds of thousands, the final cost can be reduced to less than one copper soul coin.

In other words.

As long as enough people buy the newspaper, this is definitely a profitable business.

...

A day passed quietly.

In every major city on the continent, the Spirit Hall branch, following the orders of the Spirit Hall's Holy Son, made 100,000 copies of the news drafts brought by the Min Clan.

It's not that they don't want to print more; they simply don't have a positive outlook on this kind of newspaper. Although it's cheap, they don't believe it will lead to large-scale sales.

In the minds of these Martial Soul Branch Hall Masters, it was nothing more than His Highness the Holy Son having a whim and wanting to cause some trouble; how could ordinary people possibly be interested in such a thing?

What Spirit Hall? What Seagod Island? What Upper Three Sects?