Capítulo 182: Chapter 182: "Old Deng, I Don't Believe a Word You Say!"
Chapter 182: "Old Deng, I Don't Believe a Word You Say!"
"What?"
Tang San felt as if his worldview, nurtured over many years, was beginning to collapse.
The Heaven Dou Empire actually allowed such things to exist in secret!
Kong glanced at Tang San's shocked expression and smiled slightly, choosing not to comment.
Tang San, knowing of such matters, did nothing after defeating the Spirit Hall.
Was such a Heaven Dou Empire even worth supporting?
Of course, he was the Blue Vast King, a different-surname king of the Heaven Dou Empire, and also the Imperial Tutor. If he didn't support the empire, was he supposed to side with the commoners instead?
The boy who once dreamed of "slaying dragons" had ultimately become the evil dragon himself.
Though, perhaps that comparison wasn't entirely fair—Tang San might not even be worthy of being called a dragon.
Avenging his mother was understandable, but shouldn't he at least clean up the aftermath?
With the Spirit Hall gone, awakening martial spirits became a major challenge for commoners, and rogue spirit masters began wreaking havoc unchecked.
All of this was due to the inaction of this so-called Tang Great God-King!
When the Spirit Hall was still around, which rogue spirit master dared act out on the Douluo Continent?
At their first sign of trouble, they were either hunted down or sent to the City of Slaughter for confinement.
After the Spirit Hall's destruction, rogue spirit masters rose to become the most dominant force. Even Shrek Academy was no match for them in terms of raw power.
Imagine how terrifying rogue spirit masters had become!
"Are you saying the royal family would…"
Before Tang San could finish his sentence, Kong interrupted him in a cold tone: "This is Heaven Dou City. This auction house is called the Heaven Dou Auction House. Do you understand?"
Tang San: "…"
He fell silent. With Kong's words, if he still didn't understand, he would truly be a fool.
But even if he understood, so what?
Everyone minds their own business. Why meddle in others' affairs?
Did he even have the strength or ability to do something about it?
And even if he did, would he really intervene?
If Kong knew Tang San's thoughts, he would have mocked him mercilessly.
Kong himself once lacked purpose, caring only about his own strength. Survival of the fittest was his creed.
To him, the Douluo Continent was merely a foreign world, and he, a mere observer.
But after coming to this auction house, something stirred within him. He suddenly wanted to act.
"When poor, care for yourself. When rich, care for the world."
Many people were born into different strata of society, further divided after their martial spirits awakened.
But shouldn't these people have the right to determine their own destinies?
Being captured like this… was that truly their fate?
"This world has become filthy!"
"Then let's tear it down and rebuild it."
"If Xiao Xue can't accomplish this, I'll have to take matters into my own hands," Kong thought to himself, his face devoid of expression as he scanned his surroundings.
If he took action, it certainly wouldn't be with the "gentle" methods Qian Renxue used.
For the nobles of the Douluo Continent, it would be an utter catastrophe!
"I am Prince Xue Xing, and I hope everyone here will give me some face!"
A gloomy voice rang out from a private box in the black section, followed by a bid at the reserve price of ten thousand gold soul coins.
With those words, the lively atmosphere in the room instantly quieted down.
Prince Xue Xing?
He was actually present in one of the private boxes!
The auctioneer forced a bitter smile. With Prince Xue Xing making such a statement, who would dare challenge him?
Unfortunately, the final auction item caught Prince Xue Xing's eye, so the final price would likely not go very high.
"Black section box number two, ten thousand gold soul coins, going once," the auctioneer announced.
He had no choice but to proceed with the process.
Who in the room would dare not give Prince Xue Xing face?
After all, Prince Xue Xing was notoriously vengeful. If someone crossed him here, they could expect retribution as soon as they left the auction house.
But just as the auctioneer and everyone else assumed the outcome was settled, a voice from the white section broke the silence.
"White section, number sixteen, eleven thousand gold soul coins!"
The auctioneer was stunned. This was unexpected—someone was actually defying Prince Xue Xing!
And it wasn't a guest from the black section, but someone from the white section!
The crowd turned to look at the white section, eager to see who this bold individual was—a true wolf among men.
Even Prince Xue Xing, whose face naturally looked unkind, showed a hint of surprise.
There was actually someone foolish enough to challenge him?
After a brief moment of thought, Prince Xue Xing shook his head without saying much, though he made a mental note of the bidder in the white section, number sixteen, intending to inquire with the auction house later.
"Black section box number two, twelve thousand gold soul coins!"
"White section, number sixteen, fifteen thousand gold soul coins!"
"???"
What had seemed like a reckless novice now appeared to be someone determined to win, entirely different from what he had assumed.
"How bold! This prince will see who dares to target me so blatantly!"
With a mix of "anger" on his face, Xue Xing strode out of the box. His fury was fifty percent feigned and fifty percent genuine.
This was his survival tactic as a hedonistic prince.
Only by maintaining this façade could he avoid being scrutinized by Emperor Xue Ye or considered a threat by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
And truth be told, he genuinely liked that cat girl.
However, he had no intention of bidding more than necessary. If he had been willing, he wouldn't have revealed his identity in the first place.
Emerging from the box with his "anger" on display, Xue Xing scanned the white section where bidder sixteen was located.
There weren't many in the Heaven Dou Empire who dared provoke him!
"Hmm???"
Even though Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were wearing masks, Xue Xing immediately recognized them.
And he had to admit, these were indeed people capable of standing up to him.
The two were none other than the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and, even without his status as the sect's Elder, a "peak" Title Douluo.
"Uh…"
Truthfully, Xue Xing didn't have any good feelings toward Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin.
While the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect supported the Heaven Dou Empire, they were also firm backers of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
Prince Xue Xing, on the other hand, was aligned with Fourth Prince Xue Beng.
How could he possibly harbor goodwill toward Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo?
Having stormed out in "anger," Xue Xing returned to his box in silence, appearing calm and composed.
"???"
The crowd was stunned.
Goodness, that was Prince Xue Xing!
And yet, he backed down!
Who exactly was in white section sixteen to make a prince retreat like this?
Among the audience, some recognized Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin. Once they realized who the pair were, they immediately understood why Xue Xing had chosen to relent.
A prince's status was indeed high.
But Ning Fengzhi was the leader of one of the Upper Three Sects!
Aside from Emperor Xue Ye himself, even the crown prince might not be shown much respect by him.
Wait, wasn't Crown Prince Xue Qinghe said to be Ning Fengzhi's disciple?
The crowd held their tongues, unwilling to mock Xue Xing. After all, neither side was one they could afford to offend.
And Ning Fengzhi, as the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, what was he doing sitting in the white section instead of a private box? Was this some kind of "wolf in sheep's clothing" game?
Kong glanced at Ning Fengzhi a couple of times. As expected, he had purchased the item, just like in the original timeline.
Though, why someone of his age would go to such lengths was beyond comprehension.
Perhaps sensing Kong's gaze, Ning Fengzhi offered an explanation: "She's different from the staff. She still has her own soul and can be saved."
Kong smirked and muttered to himself, "Old Deng, I don't believe a word you say!"
(End of Chapter)
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