Douluo: Saint Lord of Martial Souls, Twelve Talismans Chaos the Continent
Chapter 49

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Chapter 49: That's Enough

"Don't look at me like that. You were the ones who started this. Just like how Qian Xunji attacked Tang Hao to seize the shapeshifted Blue Silver Emperor, only to end up looking like that—he deserved every bit of it."

Nan Feng picked up his small dagger, ignored the murderous glares from the high priests, brushed the dust off his clothes, and stood up.

"Since you wanted to rob me, you should have been prepared to lose everything, shouldn't you?"

"..."

"Tsk, I don't expect a bunch of moronic bandits who can justify robbery with such a straight face to understand human speech." Nan Feng took a deep breath and cracked his neck, the joints popping audibly.

"So then..." Nan Feng's expression turned expectant.

"Who is next?"

"Is it you?" Nan Feng's gaze swept over the gathered elders.

"No, no, no!!" The group of Title Douluo elders scrambled backward in a panic.

"We actually... didn't intend to rob you. We just... came for a meeting," Ghost Leopard Douluo said with a dry laugh.

To hell with this!!

Even Qian Daoliu couldn't stop him!

Are they supposed to be more badass than Qian Daoliu?!

Damn it! He had only come to join in the fun!

Whatever bullshit spirit bone there was, it wouldn't have been his turn anyway!

He shouldn't have come in the first place!!

"A meeting?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow, a strange smile spreading across his face.

"Do you really think I believe that?"

As he spoke, Nan Feng leaned his upper body forward and took a step toward them.

The Title Douluos' expressions tightened, and they retreated a step in perfect unison.

A mere Spirit King forcing back six Title Douluo elders of the Elder Hall—it looked ridiculous no matter how you sliced it.

But right now, not a single person in the Elder Hall could bring themselves to laugh.

"Tsk, and here I thought the Title Douluo elders standing at the pinnacle of the continent were something special. Who would have thought? Is that really all you've got?" Nan Feng's face was filled with undisguised mockery.

Yet, not a single Title Douluo present dared to speak. In fact, the way they looked at Nan Feng was uniformly filled with cowardice.

This inexplicable technique was truly more terrifying than the intuitive, crushing strength of Qian Daoliu!

It was damn near impossible to even know how you died!

How unjust!!

"High Priest, let us deal with him." The brothers Qian Jun and Jiang Mo stepped forward.

"At worst, we brothers will just sacrifice our lives to him today!"

As they spoke, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo had already summoned their martial souls.

"Stop!" Qian Daoliu interrupted.

"Enough!"

Demon Bear was already dead, and Golden Crocodile was severely wounded. The elders below had been completely broken psychologically by this brat!

And even now, he still didn't know how this brat had done it!

If sacrificing Qian Jun and Jiang Mo could take care of this brat, that would be one thing, but what if they still couldn't kill him?

If this brat manipulated their bodies to launch a sneak attack from behind again, with the enhancement of the angel god power, how many of them, including Golden Crocodile, would survive?

They could not keep fighting!

"High Priest!"

"Stand down!" Qian Daoliu, who had been stabilizing Golden Crocodile's injuries, stood up and walked forward.

"Speak. What do you want?"

"I..." The manic Nan Feng was just about to add fuel to the fire when another Nan Feng, who had been standing to the side, walked up. The two merged, and a flash of light flickered.

The expressions of the crowd tightened. Subconsciously, they activated their martial soul avatar and assumed defensive stances.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not like you lot; I'm actually quite magnanimous!" the merged Nan Feng laughed.

"Even though you not only wanted to snatch my things today but also wanted to kill me, but!"

"It's not like I can't forgive you!"

"..."

The crowd stared at Nan Feng with stiff expressions, unable to utter a single word.

The sight of Demon Bear's death was still fresh in their minds!

Do they really expect anyone to believe such nonsense!?

"What do you want?" Qian Daoliu repeated.

"How much do you think my emotional distress is worth today?" Nan Feng retorted.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath. "There are still three spirit bones over fifty thousand years old in the Martial Soul Hall treasury. You..."

"Only three?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Are you trying to brush off a beggar? I'm talking about two sets of hundred-thousand-year spirit rings and bones here!"

Qian Daoliu's expression froze.

You want three? I was planning on letting you pick one!

"High Priest, this brat is going too far!" The hot-tempered Falling Devil Douluo stepped forward.

"Even if I have to throw away this old life of mine today, I won't let him continue to defile the Martial Soul Hall!"

"Right, right, right. I, a weak, pitiful, and helpless spirit king, have defiled your den of bandits filled with moronic robbers," Nan Feng said.

"Damn it, can you have any shred of shame? You tried to rob me today and failed, only to get robbed in return. Don't act like you're the victim, for god's sake!"

"What I did today was purely self-defense!"

"Defile, you say? Qian Daoliu, do you have the guts to go say that to your ancestors?"

"Tell them that today you only intended to rob me of one set of hundred-thousand-year spirit rings and bones, but unfortunately, I didn't know my place. Not only did I refuse to hand them over, but I also killed and injured your family's loyal dogs. Truly rebellious, just like Tang Hao who beat your idiot son to death."

"It's my honor to be robbed by you, and I should be kowtowing in gratitude if you kill me, right?"

"Go on! See if your ancestors will praise you for that!"

"..."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath. He took out two light-attribute spirit bones with clearly high age ratings from his hand and placed them on the table. "Along with the three spirit bones in the treasury, let Bibi Dong take you to collect them. After today, the high priests will no longer target the humanoid spirit beast in your possession."

"This matter ends here."

Having said that, Qian Daoliu turned around, helped Golden Crocodile up, and led the remaining high priests away, disappearing into the Elder Hall.

"..."

"High Priest, why?" Once they left the Elder Hall, Falling Devil Douluo, who was following behind, asked in confusion.

"That brat's state was clearly not right. At the very least, you should have let me test him further!"

"I know." Qian Daoliu's expression was extremely ugly.

"But we cannot continue."

"Why?" Falling Devil asked indignantly.

"That brat is so dangerous; as long as we can take him out, even if I have to sacrifice myself..."

"Bibi Dong," Qian Daoliu said quietly.

"That woman hasn't made a move yet, and the martial soul fusion skill of Yue Guan and Gui Mei is also troublesome. If we keep fighting, the risk is too great."

Bibi Dong was definitely not here just to watch the show!

If they kept fighting, they might end up perishing together today!

Perishing together would even be considered a good outcome!

What they feared most was that while they were busy fighting, she would simply run away!

That would be truly maddening!

"But this brat is so dangerous. If we let him grow..." Guang Ling's expression was heavy.

Even Qian Daoliu couldn't block that mental control!

Who knew what kind of monster that brat would become if he continued to grow?

"His move just now definitely has special restrictions," Golden Crocodile said weakly.

"Perhaps it's a passive counter-attack ability."

"What do you mean?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Today was his first time seeing that brat, and his first time seeing such bizarre methods, but Golden Crocodile had already witnessed a similar scene back at the Clear Sky Sect.

The Great Elder and the Sixth Elder of the Clear Sky Sect defecting to Martial Soul Hall?

Anyone with a brain should know that was impossible!

Did he not know what kind of people those from the Clear Sky Sect were?

"Back at the Clear Sky Sect, those people from the Clear Sky Sect, whether directly or indirectly, all attacked that brat," Golden Crocodile said.

"Today, he stood there being insulted for so long without making a move. Demon Bear only had problems after attacking him, and you did too."

Qian Daoliu was stunned, and the expressions of the other high priests shifted as well.

It seemed that was indeed the case!!

Not a single person who hadn't attacked that brat had any issues!

But those who did had all fallen for it!

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