socalfunplaces Chapter 29 Face, Sometimes More Important Than Life
Chapter 29 Face, Sometimes More Important Than Life
Chapter 29 Face, Sometimes More Important Than Life
The Holy Maiden's Palace, the sleeping quarters.
Bibi Dong took off her heavy papal robes and put on a light purple nightgown, leaning against the soft couch by the window.
After the Elders' meeting concluded, Bibi Dong returned here.
The renovation of the Papal Palace is in full swing, and those glittering gold decorations that disgust her are being removed one by one and replaced with her favorite purple and gold color scheme.
Even though she had already taken her revenge, she didn't want to see a trace of Qian Xunji in front of her, otherwise she would feel nauseous.
"call----"
Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief. Although she had been dominating the Elder Hall and was very powerful just now, after calming down, the "hidden dangers" that Nan Feng had deliberately ignored began to swirl in her mind again.
"Nanfeng, I still think this plan is too risky."
"The Clear Sky Sect is, after all, the number one sect in the world, with unfathomable foundations. Moreover—the three upper sects are closely linked, a consensus that has been held in the soul master world for hundreds of years. With the Spirit Hall causing such a huge commotion this time, will the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan really stand idly by?"
"The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex and their arrogant dragons are one thing, they have always disdained to associate with other sects."
But the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—that old fox Ning Fengzhi—is best known for his ability to smooth things over and maintain balance.
A hint of apprehension flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is incredibly wealthy, and it has close ties with the Heaven Dou royal family. If they were to intervene—"
"Intervention? What means does he have to intervene?"
In the sea of consciousness, Nan Feng lay on the bed, looking completely unconvinced. "Is he going to use his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to smash people? Or is he going to try and bribe us?"
"Little Dongdong, you overestimate this so-called kinship."
"Ning Fengzhi is indeed a smart man, but he is even more of a shrewd businessman. What do businessmen value most? Profit and risk assessment."
"What's going on now? The Spirit Hall's Pope is dead! The former Pope was beaten to death by Tang Hao!"
"It's like a country's emperor being murdered, and the new emperor ascending the throne wanting to send troops to avenge him. At this moment, the prime minister of a neighboring country runs over and says: 'Oh dear, let's keep the peace, stop fighting!'"
Do you think this is possible?
"This is a blood feud! A national and familial hatred that must be settled with bloodshed!"
"Anyone who dares to mediate at this time is disrespecting the Spirit Hall, provoking their bottom line, and inviting trouble!"
"Ning Fengzhi is a smart man; he understands this better than anyone else."
"Not only did he not dare to mediate, he even had to pretend he didn't know, or send someone to deliver some gifts to express his condolences to Qian Xunji, saying that he was also very sorry and that they could do as they pleased."
""
Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then nodded.
Indeed, the dead should be respected. Qian Xunji's death gave the Spirit Hall an irrefutable reason to start a war.
"What about Tang Hao?"
Bibi Dong was still worried. "Although Tang Hao has only recently been granted a title, he was able to fight three against one and beat Qian Xunji and Ju Gui to such a state. If he shows up when we are attacking the four major clans, something unexpected might really happen."
"Honey, do you have some misunderstanding about ring exploding?" Nan Feng was even more speechless. "Do you think Tang Hao is Tang Chen? Or do you think he's a perpetual motion machine?"
"Infinite mana bar? Infinite respawns?"
"What is 'Exploding Rings'? That's a forbidden technique used by the Haotian Sect to fight to the death! It's a desperate move that will inflict heavy damage on both sides!"
"He was someone who had just entered level 90. Even with the help of the special magnetic field of a 100,000-year-old soul beast sacrifice and the life-threatening secret technique of exploding rings, he barely managed to defeat three titled Douluo."
"But what's the price?"
"After the spirit rings explode, they shatter and require an extremely long time to recover. Right now, Tang Hao probably hasn't even fully recovered his spirit rings, and his spirit power is still weak. How can he possibly show himself?"
"Are you going to hit me with your head?"
"To put it another way—"
A sly glint flashed in Nan Feng's eyes. "Qian Xunji was nominally killed by Tang Hao. Even if we consider the facts, Tang Hao was an accomplice in this matter. Without that guy crippling Qian Xunji, would you have succeeded?"
"If Tang Hao really dares to show himself, do you think Qian Daoliu will just sit idly by?"
"His own son was beaten to death, and his enemy is right in front of him. If Qian Daoliu can still hold back from making a move, then he might as well give up his title of Invincible in the Sky and just change it to Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle."
"Therefore, with Qian Daoliu protecting Tang Hao, we don't need to worry about him at all."
As Bibi Dong listened to Nan Feng's analysis, she felt it was somewhat rough, but upon closer examination, she found it to be impeccable.
But she was still somewhat unwilling, or rather, she was used to the feeling of planning carefully before acting and having no miscalculations, and she always instinctively rejected plans that had a gambling element to them.
"What if the Haotian Sect really retreats and refuses to engage in combat?"
Bibi Dong raised a final question: "If Tang Xiao really has no shame and directly announces that he will close the mountain and live in seclusion, refusing to even save the four major clans, then even if we wipe out these four clans, besides venting our anger, we won't have harmed the foundation of the Haotian Sect."
"On the contrary, it will make people think that the Spirit Hall is bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and only takes its anger out on its affiliated clans."
"well----"
Nan Feng sighed, his tone filled with helplessness, "Little Dongdong, you're usually quite smart, so why do you always get stuck on things at crucial moments like this?"
"Can you please stop using your own absolutely rational way of thinking to judge these brain-bound Soul Masters?"
"You think this plan is full of flaws? But in my opinion, the only flaw in this plan is that you have underestimated the importance of the word 'face' to the so-called number one sect in the world."
"What is the Clear Sky Sect? It is the number one sect that has stood firm in the Douluo Continent for thousands of years! What is the Clear Sky Hammer?"
It is the number one weapon spirit in the world!
"Even the gatekeepers of such sects exude an arrogance that makes them think they are the best in the world."
"This arrogance is both their source of strength and their greatest weakness."
"If the Spirit Hall's army presses in, we'll slap them in the face and wipe out their affiliated clans. If they don't even dare to utter a peep, we'll just seal off our mountain and become tortoises—"
"Then the next day, they'll be drowned in the spittle of the entire Soul Master world!"
"This is the number one sect in the world? They won't even help their own relatives? They don't even dare to leave their homes? They're utterly useless!"
"Do you think Tang Xiao, as the sect leader, can withstand this kind of public pressure? Do you think the elders can withstand it?"
"Once they do that, the morale of the Haotian Sect will crumble, and their faith will collapse. That's worse than killing them!"
"So, a fight is definitely going to happen."
Nan Feng said with certainty, "Whether it's for the sake of reputation or to suppress the voices of the radical faction within the sect, the Clear Sky Sect will definitely send someone out first to fight the Spirit Hall."
"Let everyone see that it's not that they're afraid, but that they really can't win."
"Being unable to fight and being afraid to fight are two different things."
"They fought, but they lost. It was the Spirit Hall that bullied others by abusing their power; it was the Spirit Hall that bullied the weak. After all, everyone knows that the Spirit Hall was in the wrong from beginning to end."
"But if they don't even fight, and just hide—"
Nan Feng sneered, "That just means you're spineless! You're a coward!"
"The Soul Master world reveres the strong and the spirit. If the Clear Sky Sect loses and is forced to close its mountain, people will only sympathize with them and think that the Spirit Hall is too much of a bully. At least they have preserved their dignity in defeat."
"But what if we just run away—"
"Will the Spirit Hall just give up like that? Impossible!"
"We'll press our advantage and storm Haotian Peak. They'll lose face and suffer an even more humiliating defeat!"
"So, this is a dead end."
"No matter what they choose, they have to follow our script."
As Bibi Dong listened to this analysis, the worry in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a look of understanding and ruthlessness.
Yes.
Face is sometimes more important than life itself.
This is especially true for ancient sects that value "honor" above all else.
"Who exactly are you?" Bibi Dong suddenly asked, her purple eyes fixed on Nan Feng in the sea of consciousness. "A soul beast that has lived in the Death Canyon for many years could not possibly have such a clear understanding of human intrigue, human nature, and even such complex entanglements of interests."
"You are more like a human being who has spent half his life struggling in the arena of power than I am."
"I?"
Nan Feng lay on the bed, legs crossed, humming an unknown tune as he casually remarked, "I'm just an ordinary soul beast. All I do every day is eat, sleep, and watch shows."
"Watching a play?"
"That's right. Although Death Canyon is a restricted area, it's not completely closed off. Over the years, there have always been some arrogant humans who have come in to search for treasure, hunt soul beasts, or—escape for their lives."
Nan Feng rolled over, looking at Bibi Dong with a hint of mockery in his eyes: "When people are desperate, they'll say anything and spill out any secret. I've heard it so many times, so I naturally understand."
"and----"
Nan Feng pointed to his head, "Didn't I tell you? Our souls are intertwined, your memories are my memories."
Bibi Dong's face darkened: "Just how much did you see?"
This was what bothered her most. Her past, her shame, her secrets she didn't want to see the light of day.