Chapter 46: Dead Men Tell No Tales

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Elder Hall.

Jin E returned empty-handed and was even cursed out by Nan Feng and Bibi Dong; if it weren't for the concern that a major clash between a Grand Elder and a Pope would damage the reputation of the Spirit Hall, Jin E would never have let Nan Feng off.

And regarding Nan Feng's unappreciative reaction, Qian Daoliu was also displeased.

He had already found this kid an eyesore for hanging around Bibi Dong, and now he was pulling this?

"Yo, everyone's here today, huh?"

Looking at the Grand Elders, including Qian Daoliu, and the dozen or so Elders of the Elder Hall all present, Nan Feng was truly a bit surprised.

"You've got a good nose for it, sniffing out the scent and coming right over."

The crowd's expressions froze.

Qian Daoliu's complexion didn't look too good either.

If not for the credit earned from the previous attack on the Clear Sky Sect, based on Nan Feng's attitude toward Jin E in this matter, he could have had Jin E beat the kid to death.

And the expressions of Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were sitting on Nan Feng's side, were becoming hard to maintain.

No, this is fucking Qian Daoliu!

The Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall!

Watch your mouth! If this old thing makes a move, even if they and Bibi Dong combined, they couldn't stop him! "Alright, enough nonsense. Do you want to do this the hard way, or the dirty way?" Nan Feng asked.

"Kid, don't go too far," Jin E said in a deep voice.

"This is the Elder Hall. Don't think Bibi Dong can protect you. If it weren't for the merit you earned in the previous Clear Sky Sect affair, I wouldn't even bother negotiating with you."

"So I have to thank you, then?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"Old turtle?"

"You!" Jin E's expression froze.

He had lived for nearly two hundred years!! To be cursed at one after another by a stinking kid in his teens! "You what you? Damn it, robbing others is one thing, but you're trying to rob me?" Nan Feng cursed.

"And I have to give you one? On what grounds?"

"I went through all that trouble in the Star Dou Great Forest, risking how much danger to bring them both back, and you want to split one from me just by flapping your lips?"

"And for that, I have to thank you for not taking them all?"

"And you're still harping on about the merit I earned at the Clear Sky Sect? Merit your mother's head!"

"You fucking have the nerve to bring that up? You all hid at home like turtles, and after I went out and worked my ass off to fight and came back, I didn't get a single cent, and now you're acting all high and mighty?"

The expressions of the Elders were very ugly, but no one spoke up to curse back; after all, they were in the wrong, merely relying on the power of Title Douluo to snatch things, but they hadn't expected the other party to be so unappreciative.

Two Transformed Spirit Beasts—leaving him one was already out of consideration for his previous merit at the Clear Sky Sect; otherwise, why all the nonsense? They could have just snatched them directly; what could the kid do? Go to Bibi Dong?

Would Bibi Dong dare to declare war on the Elder Hall?

Then they would have a legitimate reason to depose this Pope.

"In other words, you refuse?"

Qian Daoliu, sitting in the center, finally opened his eyes.

"I refuse your mother's head," Nan Feng said, looking speechless.

"Why should I give you my things?"

"And 'contribute'? Why don't you contribute your granddaughter for me to use?"

Boom!!

An invisible shockwave of soul power erupted instantly, rushing toward Nan Feng and sending him flying.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions stiffened.

Damn! Do you have to be this crazy! This is Qian Daoliu!!

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

"Jin E, revoke his title of Honorary Elder, and you go to the Saintess Hall yourself to bring back those two Transformed Spirit Beasts."

After speaking, Qian Daoliu didn't say another word and turned to leave. However, he hadn't gone two steps before he paused, turned back, and looked at Nan Feng, who was rising from the rubble, his eyes showing a slight change.

That blow just now was enough to severely injure a Soul King; how did this kid get up so quickly? "Fuck your mother!" Nan Feng wiped the dust off his face and walked back.

"If you've got the guts, kill me!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed, "Bibi Dong, keep your people in check. Don't think I really won't make a move."

"Go ahead," Bibi Dong leaned against her chair, her left hand propping up her chin, looking as if she had been uninvolved from the start.

"Those Transformed Spirit Beasts are his; how he handles them is his own business. If he can keep them, that's his ability; if he can't, you can't blame me."

"Anyway, there's no share for me, so why should I waste my breath?"

"I'm not one of your Qian Family's old dogs, knowing full well that you're just barking along and won't get anything, yet you still insist on barking here."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong swept a glance over the Elders and Grand Elders present.

"Tsk~ I really don't know why you all came; it's as if you'd actually get a share. You bark for ages, but forget about bones, you won't even get the dishwater."

The Elders' expressions froze.

These words were so fucking harsh, but they made so much fucking sense!

Even if both Transformed Spirit Beasts were snatched, there would be no share for them!

The Grand Elders were Qian Daoliu's confidants; even if soul bones were to be distributed, it wouldn't be their turn.

"Oh, right," Bibi Dong's expression turned subtle.

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

"Guess when he'll reach the level of a Title Douluo?"

"Guess what level he'll be able to cultivate to?"

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

The Elder Hall fell silent at once.

Even Qian Daoliu's expression became somewhat unnatural.

Sixteen years old, a Soul King?

Are you joking? "You must all know what kind of character he has; I wouldn't say he lacks quality, but rather that he has absolutely no bottom line—he is capable of anything!" Bibi Dong sighed lightly.

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

"Surely he wouldn't be magnanimous enough to forgive you all, would he?"

"......"

As Bibi Dong's words fell, the atmosphere inside the Elder Hall suddenly became incomparably strange, and the gazes of all the Elders locked onto Nan Feng almost in perfect unison.

This brat must die!

Clap, clap, clap! "Yes! That's it!" Bibi Dong applauded in admiration.

"Don't pretend to be righteous like that old thing; who among everyone present has clean hands? Who doesn't have shameful secrets?"

"Why be like that old guy, trying to make yourself look so grand and upright while robbing, or claiming you were forced into a corner while killing? A bandit is a bandit; robbing one hundred Gold Spirit Coins is robbery, and robbing one Gold Spirit Coin is still robbery; killing one person is killing, and killing one hundred people is also killing."

"Anyway, to the person being killed, it makes no difference whether you only kill them, or kill one hundred, one thousand, or ten thousand."

"Only the living use numbers to judge so-called cruelty, just to make themselves appear so compassionate."

"After all, the dead cannot speak."

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

"Otherwise..." Bibi Dong let out a long sigh, her pitiful gaze sweeping over the Elders and High Priests present.

"You are all going to suffer greatly in the future~"

"......"

(End of chapter)