Chapter 50 What a fucking beast!
Jiang Nannan walked forward in despair.
The light in her beautiful eyes dissipated little by little.
Naturally, she wouldn't know anything about what she was going to experience next. From the look in the butler's eyes, she was being sold like a commodity.
Powerlessness and humiliation filled the girl's mind.
She is unwilling to do so, but for the sake of her mother, she has to do this...
The brightly lit streets were crowded with people.
Today, the Xuanming Sect has set up banquets and set up pink lanterns everywhere. According to the shopkeeper, there is a happy event and everyone is celebrating it. It is as festive as a festival. Many civilians can only have a few good meals through this, so even though it is getting late now, There are not many fewer pedestrians on the road.
"Hey, what happy event are you talking about for Xuanming Sect?"
"I don't know. I guess it's a certain young master from Xuanming Sect. It's a wedding night tonight!"
"Perhaps a certain elder of the Xuanming Sect has achieved a breakthrough through cultivation?"
"..."
Beside the street, many people were feasting and drinking, making tooth sacrifices and bragging.
Jiang Nannan walked by silently.
She didn't want others to know that she was the protagonist in their discussion...
But an inappropriate voice sounded.
"Hey, have you ever heard of the Holy Spirit Church?"
An uncle with simple clothes and a civilian appearance suddenly lowered his voice.
"Holy Spirit Cult? Never heard of it."
"What religion? Is the Xuanming Sect powerful?"
"..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're ignorant!" The uncle looked mysterious and waved his hand, gesturing to the people around him to come over.
"You must have heard of evil soul masters!"
"Oh, you!"
"Don't scare me so much!"
"Tell it like a ghost story, I'll go back and scare others."
"You have no idea!" The civilian uncle calmly waved his hand, "This Holy Spirit Sect is the sect of evil soul masters, but... it is also the sect of us ordinary people!"
"That's nonsense! I am an ordinary civilian, so I am also an evil soul master?"
"Listen to what I have to say!" After being interrupted one after another, the uncle still maintained his smile and was not impatient.
Jiang Nannan stopped naturally.
Although the other party's voice was extremely soft, she was a soul master after all, and her hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people.
Doubts arose in the girl's heart.
Evil soul master? Under the influence of Shrek Academy, he is the most abominable villain, killing innocent people and bullying civilians everywhere.
But why did this person say...
"Hey, hey, listen up!" The uncle rolled up his sleeves and took a sip of wine, with a trace of drunkenness on his face, but his voice became louder and louder.
"Let me ask you, do you all know Wuhun Palace?"
"I've heard of it, but tens of thousands of years ago, it seems that they were ruthless, burning, killing, looting, and were finally wiped out by our ancestor Tang San with the Tiandou Empire..."
"What a heinous fart! Burning, killing, looting, did you see it?" The uncle glared at the person who answered.
"That's not true..." the man said sarcastically, and then tried to quibble: "But that's what the history books say."
"Haha, history books, those are all used by the nobles to deceive us!"
"Let me ask you, how much does it cost for a commoner family to awaken their martial soul power?" the uncle continued. "I heard that the Zhang family has done this. They said... asking a noble to help him awaken requires at least a hundred gold soul coins. Even if Old Zhang Tou awakens his son's martial soul once, he will lose all his money. The most important thing is What’s more, his son’s awakened martial spirit was still a hoe. I heard that Lao Zhangtou fainted from anger at that time. What a good family, tsk tsk tsk..."
Beside, an old man who looked like a shop assistant sighed.
After all, the monthly expenses for a commoner family of three only amounted to one hundred gold soul coins. It would take at least ten years of non-eating and drinking to save up.
"Yes, if you win, the nobles will reimburse you for the money, recruit your children, and provide resources. But if you lose the bet... you will really lose everything."
Hearing this, everyone shook their heads.
This is just a sigh of relief, not a complaint.
After all, ordinary people are lucky enough to be able to live in peace, let alone anything else.
"But 10,000 years ago, the evil Wuhun Palace in your mouth helped every household awaken their Wuhun for free without charging any fees. Once they discovered that you had a talent, they would automatically reimburse you and send you to the local academy. Whether you join the Spirit Hall or not is completely up to you..."
"What?!"
Everyone around was stunned.
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In this century, awakening the martial spirit is something that only nobles can enjoy. If you, a commoner, want to awaken, you are just a prodigal!
But 10,000 years ago, it was free!
The gap can be imagined...
"Is your news really false?"
One farmer doubted.
"Is there such a good organization in the world?"
"Hmph, more than that..."
The uncle's face became more and more rosy, and he was obviously drunk.
"This Wuhun Palace was still committed to the unification of the mainland at that time. Let me ask you, if the mainland was unified now, would there be a need to recruit troops from house to house? Would there be a need to fight?"
"Then ancestor Tang San...why did he want to prevent the unification of Wuhun Palace."
Some people are puzzled.
"Because his mother was the soul beast Lan Yin Cao, and his father was messing with people... Ahem, at that time because Lan Yin Cao was hunted down by the Wuhun Palace, his mother died as a sacrifice, so he has always been hostile to the Wuhun Palace."< br>
"So that's it!" Someone suddenly realized.
"His father's taste is really..."
"Not only that, but something more interesting is coming." The uncle had almost fallen asleep, but he still managed to hold on to his sleepiness and said, "It is said that when Tang San was a child, his father ignored him at all. A four or five-year-old child had to do it by himself. He has to cook for his father. His father is an alcoholic. If he doesn’t know how to cook, he will starve to death!”
"Didn't he say that his father, Haotian Douluo, was very powerful?" someone asked.
"Strong, but not good in character, especially when his mother was sacrificed again. He was drunk and decadent all day long. It is said that if his fellow villagers did not support him, Tang San would have starved to death!"
"I'll continue."
"At that time, he was young, and his father ignored him. Even when he was six years old, the best time to awaken his martial spirit, he didn't make any statement, just like a dead pig..."
"So guess, who awakened his martial spirit?"
The uncle smiled mysteriously.
"Could it be... Wuhun Palace?!" Someone said with disbelief.
"Hmm, you guessed it right, it's the Wuhun Palace," the uncle shook his head and sighed, "After awakening, he relied on the monthly subsidy given to soul masters by the Wuhun Palace to survive the most difficult stage in the early stage... …”
"Fucking beast!"
"Isn't this just a man who scolds his wife when he's full and smashes the pot after eating? How can he be such a person!"
"..."
In an instant, the crowd was furious.
In other words, I can endure the darkness because I have never seen the light.
But just because of that idiot Tang San, my original happiness is gone!
(End of chapter)