Ye Tian's Bold Assertion: The Spirit Hall Has Lost Its Direction!

"The fundamental reason Spirit Hall has all of this is because of the solid foundation provided by the soul master clans!"

As he spoke, Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly grew cold.

"I don't care what your reasons are; if you target them, it means going against me, Qian Daoliu!"

Saying this, Qian Daoliu fixed his gaze on Bibi Dong:

"You eat one bite at a time; doesn't Spirit Hall grow stronger step by step?"

"It's utterly impossible to surpass all other forces in such a short period."

"I refuse to stand idly by and watch the grand prospects of Spirit Hall be ruined by you."

After finishing, Qian Daoliu's overwhelming aura burst forth.

This was an act of using force to intimidate Bibi Dong.

As to whether it would worsen their already strained relationship, Qian Daoliu was entirely unconcerned.

He and Bibi Dong had never been on good terms, and their relationship couldn't deteriorate further.

In his eyes, Bibi Dong was overstepping her authority. If not for her being Qian Renxue's mother, how could she have become the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall?

Becoming the Supreme Pontiff without contributing to Spirit Hall was bad enough, but digging its grave was something Qian Daoliu could never tolerate.

Hearing these words, Bibi Dong suddenly smiled, but her gaze was icy cold.

"Do you think I don't know that a significant part of Spirit Hall's existence is to collect faith for the Angel God?"

"In recent years, Spirit Hall has seen a sudden surge in high-level experts. Isn't it a feedback effect brought about by the Angel God gaining more faith?"

Qian Daoliu had been monitoring and scheming against her, but she, too, was well aware of the so-called "secrets" he thought he had hidden.

Bibi Dong clenched her jade-like hands tightly. No one on the entire Douluo Continent hated the Angel Clan more than she did.

On that fateful night twenty years ago, she had secretly vowed: for the rest of her life, she would destroy the Angel Clan!

Being exposed by Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu's face alternated between green and purple.

Crack.

The cup in his hand shattered under his excessive grip.

"You've been spying on me?!" Qian Daoliu said, enunciating each word.

Though most people in Spirit Hall knew it was a place of worship for the Angel God, only the Angel Clan understood that the faith-based power offered to the Angel God still existed today!

Moreover, if they could find a perfect successor, the Angel God's legacy could be inherited!

Yet, such a closely guarded secret of the Angel Clan had been exposed by Bibi Dong.

Even Qian Renxue didn't know this!

"Hah!" Bibi Dong sneered disdainfully, turning her head away without sparing Qian Daoliu a glance.

If Ye Tian hadn't told her earlier, she wouldn't have known the true secret of the Angel God.

This decrepit old Qian Daoliu had grand ambitions!

Bibi Dong's voice was cold: "Don't worry about how I know this. But let me tell you, on this continent, there are at least four divine thrones that I am aware of."

"If the next continental war breaks out, do you still think it will only be a battle between Titled Douluo?"

Faced with Bibi Dong's frosty questioning, Qian Daoliu frowned deeply.

How did Bibi Dong know so many hidden truths?

Indeed, the divine thrones on the continent weren't limited to the Angel God. According to his knowledge, there was a place called Sea God Island, which carried the legacy of the Sea God.

... And the High Priestess of Sea God Island had once been someone he loved dearly.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu sighed. Because of an agreement he made with Bo Saixi back then, he could never set foot on Sea God Island in this lifetime.

Carefully replaying Bibi Dong's words, Qian Daoliu was visibly moved. After a long pause, he muttered:

"The Age of Great Struggle."

After saying this, his face resumed its usual calm and commanding demeanor.

"The Age of Great Struggle? So what? Even if gods arise, doesn't Spirit Hall have them too?"

"As long as Spirit Hall advances steadily and avoids major mistakes, we can remain invincible."

"Avoid major mistakes?" Bibi Dong snorted disdainfully. "That's because you haven't inspected the Spirit Hall branches and seen how the soul master clans behave arrogantly in their territories. You'd understand then just how wrong your idea is."

As Supreme Pontiff, she personally inspected several branches each year.

But Qian Daoliu hadn't left Spirit City in decades.

If not for Ye Tian's proposed exchange policy causing such a stir, Qian Daoliu would probably have stayed in Spirit City indefinitely.

Faced with Bibi Dong's taunting remarks, Qian Daoliu snorted coldly:

"Which power doesn't have its share of parasites? Do you think the noble class of the two empires is any better? They're likely more detestable than Spirit Hall."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong was momentarily speechless.

No wonder he was an old monster who had lived for centuries; she couldn't match him in debate.

According to Qian Daoliu's logic, the administrative system of Spirit Hall couldn't be changed.

This was akin to being stagnant, yet Bibi Dong found herself at a loss for a rebuttal.

She tugged at Ye Tian's sleeve beside her, her beautiful eyes signaling to him.

Ye Tian, who had remained silent until now, immediately understood. Bibi Dong wanted him to argue with Qian Daoliu.

She was truly throwing him into the fire pit.

But since the policy was his idea, he couldn't shirk responsibility now.

Might as well lend a hand.

Ye Tian picked up his teacup, wetting his throat before speaking:

"This is nothing but wishful thinking from you, Grand Worship."

"At its core, who interacts with the commoners more? The nobles."

"They claim that 80% of taxes must go to Spirit Hall, but in reality, less than 10% makes its way here."

"So, Grand Worship, who do you think the commoners hate more?"

"On the other hand, while the nobility is corrupt, they've been like this for generations, creating a natural inertia among the commoners."

"Thus, even if the commoners bear heavy burdens, as long as they can survive, they will endure."

"However, Spirit Hall's growing strength has demanded more and more resources to maintain. These resources inevitably come from the commoners, becoming the last straw that breaks their backs!"

Qian Daoliu sneered, "So, Spirit Hall, which oppresses the commoners the least, ends up being the greatest villain? Ridiculous!"

"That's precisely the case," Ye Tian replied earnestly, sipping his tea again.

Though his argument was abstract, it struck at the core.

He continued, "Spirit Hall is already the largest power on the continent, suppressing the two empires and major sects alike."

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu straightened proudly.

"That's the foundation of Spirit Hall's strength!"

But Ye Tian doused his confidence with cold water:

"Yet Spirit Hall no longer has a goal to strive for."

"Without a goal, one easily falls into confusion. The same applies to any power."

(End of Chapter)

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