Chapter 136: True peace

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Yuexuan.

While Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe were taking action, Nan Feng, in order to ensure the success rate, found Tang Yuehua.

"Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe coming forward can't dispel Tang San's doubts, so I want you to help," Nan Feng said.

"Don't you think you're too ridiculous?" Tang Yuehua said.

"I am his aunt, yet you want me to guide him to be hostile to the Clear Sky Sect?"

"You can refuse, but if the Clear Sky Sect doesn't participate in the upcoming matters, I can only let them disappear first," Nan Feng said.

"I don't allow any opportunists who sit back and reap the benefits in the upcoming melee. Those who are unwilling to enter the field, or cannot enter the field, I will make them disappear."

Tang Yuehua frowned. "What melee? You didn't say that before."

"I did intend to take it slow before, but now I don't have that leisure," Nan Feng said.

"Only by being faster and more ruthless can it last longer."

Originally, he intended to take it slow, let the Douluo Continent first enter a state of universal spirit master status, and then slowly change it.

And the universal spirit master status, the Xuantian Skill was only one element; more importantly, it was the spirit ring.

The population of the Douluo Continent, calculated by the two great empires, was over 100 million. Even if only one-tenth of this population successfully cultivated the Xuantian Skill, it would require 10 million suitable spirit rings.

But where would so many spirit rings come from?

Before, he had thought about letting the two great empires start a cold war state, and then Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue would become gods. They would run to the God Realm, understand the cultivation rules of the Douluo Continent, and see if they could solve this problem.

However, after the Eight Spider Lances incident, he became less and less confident.

Therefore, hope could not be placed on the God Realm.

The universal spirit master status and the war must proceed simultaneously.

While reducing the population, increase the number of spirit masters.

Finally, those who could survive this great melee would naturally be spirit masters.

This also avoided the racial conflict that might break out between humans and soul beasts because of the cultivation of spirit rings.

What he wanted to solve was the internal problems of humans. Once someone with ulterior motives led the contradiction toward the racial problem with soul beasts, his long-term preparations would be in vain.

He had made so many weapons of mass destruction, stirred up so many contradictions, and made it so that no one could stay out of it, all for this day.

The Clear Sky Sect's participation in the war had great value; it could promote survival of the fittest.

Destroying them directly was too wasteful.

"Great melee?" Tang Yuehua's expression stiffened.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious," Nan Feng picked up the teacup.

"My initial plan was this, and the fundamental purpose of everything I did was also this."

"Then the peace and equality you talked about before... were they all lies?" Tang Yuehua said with a trembling voice.

"Of course not," Nan Feng drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"What I pursue is peace and equality. For this, everything can be sacrificed, even myself."

"Then why do you still do this?" Tang Yuehua leaned forward and grabbed Nan Feng.

"You are clearly creating a disaster! You will drag everyone into hell!"

"But some people have always been in hell," Nan Feng looked at Tang Yuehua with indifferent eyes.

"Don't you know? Many people are born in hell, climbing upward with all their might for a lifetime, only to end up dying in a quagmire."

"You say I'm dragging everyone into hell; I don't deny it, but isn't this another kind of equality?"

"Why are you born wealthy, and why are they born destined for endless suffering?"

"Is this fate? Or heaven's will?"

"I really want to drag everyone out of the quagmire, but unfortunately, these years of action have made me deeply understand a reality: I don't have that ability."

"I can't drag everyone up, but I can try to drag everyone down!"

"Since we can't share the joys, let's share the bitterness." "You're crazy!" Tang Yuehua said in a low voice.

"I've always been like this," Nan Feng said.

"And, it seems I made it clear to you from the beginning."

"Is it that these years have been too peaceful, making you have an illusion?"

"……"

"Why?" Tang Yuehua gripped Nan Feng tightly.

"You said you'd take it slow."

"I did say that, but I also said, 'it depends on the situation'," Nan Feng said.

"The current situation is gradually starting to get out of my control, and I myself am very likely to face a devastating disaster. In order to prevent these things from getting out of control after I have an accident, I need to increase the success rate as much as possible."

"Of course, don't worry too much; the quagmire of class will always have a day when it's filled."

"What if it can't be filled?" Bibi Dong appeared quietly outside the door.

"Then it's better to end it early," Nan Feng said.

"……"

"Why?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"It's not changing my mind; I'm just not forgetting my original intention," Nan Feng helped Tang Yuehua sit steady.

"Why do you think I chose you?"

"Why, after leaving the City of Slaughter and returning to Wuhun City, did I clearly have safer choices, yet I still stayed by your side to take risks?"

"Is it really because I believe in you?"

"No, it's because only you can help me; you have that ability and that heart."

"Your resentment toward the world, that madness of not hesitating to destroy everyone—you are my best choice."

"If I chose Qian Renxue, with her indecisive personality, it would be difficult to complete this plan, and she doesn't have that madness of yours."

"She is addicted to false glory and has disgusting fake compassion."

"But you are different. You don't have those concerns. Even if you kill everyone, you don't care. You equally ignore everything in the world. In my place, that's far better than that kind of fake compassion."

"Unfortunately, you've changed."

He had never had a trace of naivety. Those things that looked pure were all faked; they were just a little test and disguise.

To eliminate class, the only means is life-and-death; there is no second path to take.

"Are the assumptions you mentioned fake?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Is the Xuantian Skill also fake?"

"The Xuantian Skill is real, but even if spirit masters are universal, so what?" Nan Feng said.

"Even if everyone is a spirit master, there is still class discrimination."

"In the eyes of the rich, the poor are no longer human. In the eyes of those powerful spirit masters who hold the power of life and death, are weak spirit masters human?"

"I have been observing all these years, and now I can decisively say this answer: no."

"In the eyes of spirit masters, ordinary people are not human, merely cattle and horses to support them. In the eyes of powerful spirit masters, weak spirit masters are just stronger cattle and horses."

"Then, to eliminate class, either eliminate the strong or eliminate the weak."

"Because the two cannot coexist."

"But you said we have enough time to buffer and change all this," Bibi Dong said.

"Time? I don't have much time left," Nan Feng said.

There was no certainty about the God Realm, and he didn't have the time to mess around slowly. He also couldn't place his hope on an ethereal God Realm.

"And..." Nan Feng paused and stood up.

"I am very disappointed in you, and I can't believe in you as you are now."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 137 =====