Douluo: The Holy Spirit Master, Twelve Talismans Chaos the Continent

Chapter 46 The Dead Can't Speak
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Elder's Hall.

The Golden Crocodile returned empty-handed and was scolded by Nan Feng and Bibi Dong. If it weren't for the fact that a fight between the priest and the Pope would damage the reputation of the Spirit Hall, the Golden Crocodile would never have let Nan Feng go.

Qian Daoliu was also unhappy with Nan Feng's ungrateful reaction.

Nan Feng had been hanging out with Bibi Dong, and he already disliked this guy. Now he was being treated like this?

"Oh, everyone is here today?"

Nan Feng was quite surprised to see that all the worshippers including Qian Daoliu and more than ten elders from the Elder Hall were present.

"The dog has a good nose. It comes here just by smelling the food."

Everyone's expressions froze.

Qian Daoliu's face didn't look good either.

If it weren't for Nan Feng's contribution in the previous attack on Haotian Sect, just based on Nan Feng's attitude towards Golden Crocodile in this matter, he would have let Golden Crocodile beat this kid to death.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were sitting next to Nan Feng, looked a little uncomfortable.

No, this is Qian Dao Liu!

The chief worshiper of the Spirit Hall!

Take it easy!
When this old guy takes action, even if they and Bibi Dong are combined they can’t stop him!
"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense. Do you want to do it hard or dirty?" Nan Feng asked.

"Boy, don't go too far." Golden Crocodile said in a deep voice.

"This is the Elder Hall. Don't think Bibi Dong can protect you. If it weren't for your contribution in the previous Haotian Sect incident, I wouldn't bother to discuss this with you."

"So I have to thank you?" Nan Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Old bastard?"

"You!" Golden Crocodile's expression froze.

He lived for almost 200 years!!
I was insulted repeatedly by a teenage brat!
"What do you mean? Damn it, it's ok to rob others, but you have to rob me?" Nan Feng cursed.

"I'll give you one more? Why?"

"I worked so hard to bring them back from the Star Dou Great Forest, risking so much, and you guys just want to take one of them from me?"

"That's all. I should thank you for not taking everything away?"

"Is it all thanks to my previous contribution to the Haotian Sect? I'll help your mother!"

"How dare you bring that up? You all stay at home like bastards. I went out and fought hard, but I didn't get a dime. And you guys are still so arrogant?"

The faces of the elders were very ugly, but no one started to curse. After all, they were not in the right in this matter. They were just relying on the power of Titled Douluo to snatch things. However, they did not expect that the other party would be so ungrateful.

Of the two transformed soul beasts, being able to leave one for him was already a reflection of the Haotian Sect's previous contributions, otherwise why would there be so much nonsense? He just snatched it away directly, what can this kid do?
Looking for Bibi Dong?

Bibi Dong still dares to declare war on the Elders' Hall?

Then they would have legitimate reason to depose the Pope.

"So you don't want to?"

Qian Daoliu, who was sitting in the middle, finally opened his eyes.

"I want your mother's head?" Nan Feng was speechless.

"Why should I give you my things?"

"Donate? Why don't you donate your granddaughter to me?"

boom! !

An invisible soul power shock instantly erupted, rushed towards Nan Feng, and directly knocked him away.

Yueguan and Guimei’s expressions froze.

Damn! Are you really that crazy?
This is Qiandaoliu!!

"For the sake of the Haotian Sect, I'll spare your life." Qian Daoliu stood up.

"Golden Crocodile, remove his title of honorary elder, and go to the Saint Maiden Hall in person and bring back the two transformed soul beasts."

After saying that, Qian Daoliu turned around and left without saying anything more. However, he paused after taking just two steps, turned around, and looked at Nan Feng who had stood up from the rubble, with a slightly changed look in his eyes.

The attack just now was enough to seriously injure the Soul King, but this kid actually stood up so quickly?
"Fuck it!" Nan Feng wiped the dust off his face and walked back.

"Kill me if you dare!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed, "Bibi Dong, take care of your people. Don't think I really won't take action."

"Go ahead." Bibi Dong leaned back in the chair, resting her chin on her left hand, and looked like she was staying out of the matter from the beginning.

"That transformed soul beast is his. How he deals with it is his own business. If he can keep it, it's his ability. If he can't, it's not my fault."

"It's not my share anyway, why should I waste my words?"

"I'm not your old dog from the Qian family. I know I'm just barking a few times and won't get anything, but I'm still barking here."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong glanced at the elders and priests present.

"Tsk~ I really don't know what you guys are doing here. You act as if there's something you can take. You keep yelling for a long time, but you don't even get any bones or dishwater."

The elders' expressions froze.

This sounds really fucking harsh, but it makes so much fucking sense!

Even if the two transformed soul beasts snatched it away, there would be no share for them!

The worshippers are Qian Daoliu’s trusted confidants; even if the soul bones need to be divided, it will not be their turn.

"Oh, right." Bibi Dong showed a subtle look on her face.

"I have to remind you, Nan Feng is only sixteen years old this year, a Soul King~"

"Guess when he can cultivate to the level of Title Douluo?"

"Guess what level he can reach?"

"Being stronger than you shouldn't be a problem, right?"

The Elder Hall suddenly fell silent.

Even Qian Daoliu's expression looked a little unnatural.

Sixteen years old, Soul King?

Just kidding?
"I'm sure you all know what kind of person he is. It can't be said that he has no quality, but he has no bottom line and can do anything!" Bibi Dong sighed lightly.

"So, guess what he will do in the future?"

"I won't be so generous as to forgive you, will I?"

"..."

As Bibi Dong finished her words, the atmosphere in the Elder Hall suddenly became extremely strange, and the eyes of all the elders were almost uniformly locked on Nan Feng.

This kid must die!

clap clap clap!
"Yes! That's it!" Bibi Dong clapped her hands in admiration.

"Don't act so sanctimonious like that old man. Who among you here has clean hands? Who doesn't have something shameful to show?"

"Why do you have to be like that old guy? He robs things and tries to make himself look so glorious and righteous, and kills people and tries to say how helpless he is. A robber is a robber. Robbery is robbery, and robbing one hundred gold soul coins is robbery. Killing one person is killing, and killing one hundred people is also killing."

"Anyway, for the person being killed, it makes no difference whether you kill just one person, or a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand people."

"Only the living would judge the so-called cruelty by numbers, to show how compassionate they are."

"After all, the dead can't talk."

"So, today, you must not let this kid leave alive!"

“Otherwise…” Bibi Dong sighed and swept her pitiful eyes over the elders and priests present.

"You will suffer in the future~"

"..."

(End of this chapter)