Chapter 134: Truth

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Noon.

After the staff at Qibao Zhai arranged a meal for Nan Feng, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong finally rushed over.

"You guys must have timed this, right?" Nan Feng complained.

It was like this every time; they only appeared when he was eating.

"What timing? After receiving the news, I grabbed Fengzhi and rushed over here," Gu Rong sat down.

"What's the matter? Does it need our help?"

"What are you collecting again?"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was currently collecting a large amount of rare metals and special ores, and was cooperating with the coastal branches of the Spirit Hall to go out to sea to find things everywhere.

"It's not about finding things; it's a more urgent matter," Nan Feng said.

"The Clear Sky Sect."

Gu Rong's eye twitched. "You wouldn't be thinking of having us launch a sneak attack on the Clear Sky Sect, would you?"

The number one sect in the world wasn't just talk. Even if they had been severely injured by the Spirit Hall back then, the current Clear Sky Sect had recuperated for more than ten years, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect couldn't beat them.

"No, it's not that troublesome to destroy the Clear Sky Sect," Nan Feng said.

"And I have no interest in destroying the Clear Sky Sect."

Gu Rong looked strange. "Because of Tang Yuehua?"

When Nan Feng was in Tiandou City, he almost always lived at Yuexuan, and his relationship with Tang Yuehua was a well-known secret.

However, thinking of the grudge between Nan Feng and the Clear Sky Sect back then, everyone didn't bring this matter to the surface.

"That's part of the reason," Nan Feng said.

"Mainly, destroying the Clear Sky Sect has no meaning for me. On the contrary, I need them."

Ning Fengzhi had a bad premonition. "You're planning to borrow a knife to kill someone again?"

"Something like that," Nan Feng said.

"I want you to help me contact Tang Hao's son and have him drag the Clear Sky Sect into the water."

"Tang Hao's son?" Gu Rong raised his eyebrows.

"Who?"

"Tang San, currently at the Lanba Academy. His teacher is Yu Xiaogang," Nan Feng said.

"It's inconvenient for me to come forward. You are more suitable. After all, the four single-attribute clans are under your control now; have them accompany you in a performance."

"The four single-attribute clans?" Ning Fengzhi looked strange.

"How could you have such an outrageous idea?"

The only one likely to cooperate with him was the Breaking Clan.

The other three clans were merely threatened by Nan Feng and forced to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Especially the Strength Clan and the Speed Clan—one was loyal to Tang Hao, and the other was related to Tang Hao. How could they help in such a matter?

"Nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets their mind to it," Nan Feng said softly.

"I don't care about the Breaking Clan; after all, that old goat has done his best. I don't care about the Speed Clan either; after all, I snatched a Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng from them. But the Strength Clan and the Defense Clan—if they refuse, I can fulfill their loyalty."

Bang! The door suddenly opened. Xue Qinghe, who had been eavesdropping at the door since who knows when, looked awkwardly at the people in the room.

"What a coincidence..." Qian Renxue tried to endure the awkwardness.

Her disguise spirit bone couldn't even be sensed by a level 99 Peerless Douluo!

How did this bastard discover her? "Qinghe, you are..." Ning Fengzhi was surprised.

Xue Qinghe and Nan Feng didn't seem to have any interaction, right? Or was it that they had been hanging out together when they were in the Spirit Hall over the past few years?

"Elder Nan Feng, are you joking?" Qian Renxue walked in calmly and sat down.

"Between us, is the word 'spy' necessary?"

"……"

Ning Fengzhi's eye twitched, and Gu Rong could barely accept it.

After all, with Nan Feng's ability to bluff, Xue Qinghe was still young in previous years; it wasn't impossible that he was bluffed.

"Stay away from me," Nan Feng pushed Qian Renxue away.

"You..." Caught off guard, Qian Renxue, who was pushed to the ground by Nan Feng, almost couldn't help but curse.

"Cough, cough, Qinghe, Elder Nan Feng doesn't like men being too close to him, especially when eating," Ning Fengzhi said.

"She knows; she's just testing," Nan Feng said lightly.

Qian Renxue sat up and sat next to Nan Feng again without hesitation, putting her arm around his shoulder, and transmitted her voice: "If you undermine me again, today I will let the people of Tiandou City know who Crown Prince Xue Qinghe really is!"

Nan Feng raised his eyebrows. "Do you think this kind of thing can threaten me?"

"I don't think so, but if you don't want things to become troublesome, then behave yourself," Qian Renxue said.

"……"

Looking at Nan Feng and Xue Qinghe flirting, the expressions of Ning Fengzhi and the other gradually became strange.

No way, right? Xue Qinghe really didn't have any news in this regard, but it couldn't be... he liked men, right? Or was it that Nan Feng had turned Xue Qinghe gay? "Alright, since the Crown Prince has such elegant interest, then the next matter will be left to Sect Master Ning and the Crown Prince together," Nan Feng took a step back.

The climax was coming, and he didn't want to cause any complications at this time.

"Elder Nan Feng, might as well say, what exactly do you plan to do?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"Simple. Do you all remember the matter of Tang Hao back then?" Nan Feng said.

Qian Renxue's eye twitched. "Are you planning to whip a corpse?"

"I'm just squeezing out his remaining value," Nan Feng said.

"First, Qian Xunji brought it upon himself to snatch Tang Hao's hundred-thousand-year spirit beast and was beaten to death. Second, Tang Hao hid outside for so many years; why did he only expose his location when the Blue Silver Emperor was about to give birth? Finally, why was Tang Hao unwilling to inform Tang San of his identity, and why did he keep him in a free-range state for so many years?"

"We can interpret these questions well."

"For example, add some details to it, add some irrelevant plots and characters, so that Tang San understands that it was the Clear Sky Sect that caused all of this."

Ning Fengzhi's eye twitched. "Elder Nan Feng, there are quite a few people who know about Tang Hao's matter back then. As long as Tang San specifically asks, he can know the truth."

"Truth?" Nan Feng raised his eyebrows.

"What is truth? Facts? Or the process? Or is it a plan?"

"No, none of them."

"As long as the story made up is realistic enough and can resonate with the audience, then this story is the truth."

"Conversely, even if the facts are placed in front of them, if people don't want to believe them, they will try every means to distort them, until they set aside the facts."

"Truth is used for people to hear and see; it doesn't need to be very true, as long as the plot is reasonable and can satisfy the conspiracy theory concepts hidden in people's hearts. It's best to give a little trigger so they can find that result themselves."

"Truth has nothing to do with facts, nor is it an iron-clad fact. Only stories that can be recognized by everyone are the truth."

"One person lying is a lie; a hundred people lying is a scam; a thousand, ten thousand, a million people telling a lie—then this thing is no longer a lie."

"……"

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