Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect.

Chapter 1028 The Difficulties of the Heavenly Soul Empire

Chapter 1028 The Difficulties of the Heavenly Soul Empire

Ye Nanxiao was actually very curious: since Princess Vina's martial soul was the brain, could she develop her brainpower to the extreme?

What would it look like to have the ultimate mental ability?

To become a god?

In the depths of Ye Nanxiao's memory, there are very few fragments of memories related to brain development. The only one that left a deep impression was a blonde woman who was unintentionally involved in a drug dispute. After accidentally absorbing an unknown drug, her brainpower was developed.

At the end of the memory fragments, the woman successfully developed her mental abilities, freely witnessing history and human affairs, and ultimately became part of the planet.

That's a science fiction movie that people imagined. So what's the actual situation?

Long Aotian's eyes also showed a hint of fanaticism; he too wanted to know if there was a limit to the physical martial soul.

Poison Undying divides the awakening of his main body's martial soul into two levels: Bronze Awakening and Silver Awakening. After Silver, is there a further awakening realm?

Poison Undying once said that the Body Sect had a Silver-level awakening back then, but that powerful figure only reached the Silver level, and he himself only cultivated to the Silver level.

This is their limit, but it may not be the limit of their original martial soul!

"Do you think it's possible that after Silver Awakening, there will be an even deeper level of awakening?" Long Aotian asked excitedly.

"Yes, strictly speaking, human potential has no limits! I firmly support this point!" Ye Nanxiao said decisively.

Humans are the most intelligent of all creatures and also a highly adaptable species.

"I really hope I can see that day!" Long Aotian smiled, suppressing the fervor in his eyes.

Ye Nanxiao set up the signboard, then strolled around for a bit and nodded in satisfaction.

"Which aristocratic families are currently trying to eliminate us? What businesses do they own? I'll set about targeting them."

"Sniping?" Long Aotian thought for a moment, then stood up and wrote down the information he had learned.

There was a lot of news, and it took Long Aotian the time it takes to burn an incense stick to write it all down.

After it was all over, Ye Nanxiao took a look.

Happy.

So these old-established families are all involved in the arms trade?

They resold soul tools to the Heavenly Soul Empire, and some even resold them to the Fighting Spirit Empire.

The Tang Clan's rise to power was also due to its business in soul tools.

Sure enough, a powerful dragon has crossed the river and arrived in the Heavenly Soul Empire, forcefully seizing its prize.

Besides the business of soul-guided weapons and arms, it also involves resource gathering, metal smelting, defensive armor, and medical supplies.

However, this defensive armor is not some kind of soul-guided armor; it is a metal-forged armor crafted with a century-old technique.

It can be said that the events unfolded around the needs of the Heavenly Soul Empire.

"Is this a case of scrambling to grab the Empire's orders, eating their fill while also nourishing the enemy? Why buy back the soul tools and then sell them off?" Ye Nanxiao was deeply caught in a vortex of incomprehension.

Long Aotian coughed, his face grim, and said, "Because the Heavenly Soul Empire's soul tools are all purchased from abroad. However, when the empire buys them and needs to install them on the army, these soul tools are obsolete weapons from the Sun Moon Empire, which are many levels lower. Moreover, we don't know what kind of tricks have been done to them. They need to be maintained regularly, otherwise they will become a pile of scrap metal!"

"It would be better to just resell it and make a commission."

"After all, maintaining these soul tools is a huge expense. Even the Heavenly Soul Emperor can only allocate funds from other areas for maintenance while cutting back on other expenditures. If the scale is expanded, then it will have to be cut back again, which makes it difficult for those parasites to thrive!"

"Those parasites can no longer leech off the empire. After so many years of comfortable life, their source of income has suddenly been cut off, so they've all jumped out!"

Long Aotian spoke through gritted teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

He could not forgive those aristocratic families who betrayed the interests of the empire and leeched off it!

He was determined to do something to help his fiancée.

Ye Nanxiao poured Long Aotian another cup of tea, this time with two ice cubes.

"Have a cold drink to cool down."

He probably understood that the current situation of the Heavenly Soul Empire was far more dangerous than he had imagined.

The Sun Moon Empire restricts the export of soul tools and strictly controls the technology to prevent leaks. Therefore, the soul tools sold to the Heavenly Soul Empire are all outdated and have been phased out for countless generations.

Private soul tool research institutions like Mingdetang will definitely ask for exorbitant prices, selling them for ten or twenty times the original price, or even selling them as a downgraded version of the soul tool.

As a result, the core array effectiveness of the soul tools that the Heavenly Soul Empire bought back was reduced by 80%, making them not very useful to keep, but it would be a pity to throw them away.

It's like a chicken rib – useless to eat, but a pity to throw away.

If those costs were invested in other major wrongdoings, then a small profit could be made.

So, those aristocratic families bought back the soul tools and then sold them to the Douling Empire.

They spend the funds approved by the Heavenly Soul Emperor, keep a portion as a token amount, and then resell the rest to make a profit.

They directly earned the funds from all three parties without contributing a single penny themselves.

Who wouldn't want to do a business with zero investment and huge profits?

Capitalists would all rush over to seek cooperation if they saw this.

No, those guys are capitalists, the kind who should be hung on streetlights.

The Heavenly Soul Empire is merely a tool for them to make money.

Those princes who were supported probably never imagined that the reason they were supported was because the powerful families wanted to continue their risk-free and highly profitable business.

Of course, it's also possible that the princes were taking advantage of the aristocratic families.

The Heavenly Soul Emperor has been struggling to hold on, and now he must free up his hands to deal with these parasites.

Ye Nanxiao clapped his hands and stood up. "Let's go, Brother Long. I'll show you something to put your mind at ease, a treasure that can pierce through the aristocratic families with a single sentence."

Long Aotian had great confidence in Ye Nanxiao and immediately followed.

The two walked into the backyard of the Tang Clan, into rows of warehouses.

Pushing open the door, Long Aotian discovered that the room was filled with sealed and secure storage soul guides.

"Where? Where are the treasures you mentioned? Aren't these all your Tang Sect's stockpiled goods?" Long Aotian had purchased soul tools from the Tang Sect many times and was familiar with some of the Tang Sect's sealing procedures.

Ye Nanxiao pulled out a small soul-guided projector. "Sorry, this is the only relatively dark area. Besides, don't you think meeting in the warehouse would be the best place for us to plot our scheme?"

Looking at Ye Nanxiao's smiling face and those eight teeth, Long Aotian thought that if he punched him, he would probably be the one in pain. This guy's physical body is like it's been cheated!

The projection turned on, and scenes of soul tool manufacturing factories came into Long Aotian's view.

"Huh?! What's that? A mechanical arm? And what's this modular assembly? Tang Sect disciples have to wear soul-guided armor while working?"

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The Tang Clan's production workshop was filled with operations that Long Aotian couldn't understand.

However, he could see that a charged soul-guided cannon, through the hands of Tang Sect disciples, went from a single part to a prototype, then to perfection, and finally to the finished product, all in less than the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn.

"You... this Soul Guidance Cannon, and how did you set up this core array? Are all the disciples supposed to know how to create this core array?" Long Aotian was a bit confused.

A soul tool has passed through so many people, and all of them know how to make this soul tool.

Wouldn't that mean the entire Tang Sect is a giant soul-guiding laboratory?

Are all Tang Sect disciples capable of creating all of the Tang Sect's soul tools?

"No, you're overthinking it. Everyone in each department only knows that one step," Ye Nanxiao said, shaking his head.

"Huh? What did you say?" Long Aotian looked at Ye Nanxiao in surprise.

"It will take them a long time to learn the whole thing, but they only need a month to learn even a small part of it." Ye Nanxiao touched his neck. He brought this whole thing from Blue Star, and he wondered if it would end up hanging from a street lamp.

"Come on, let's take a look at that cannon. I designed it specifically to fight the Holy Spirit Cult!"

Sun and Moon Empire, Ming Capital.

After the war treaty was signed, the court officials all began to pretend to be mute, keeping silent as much as possible.

All of this was because a few days ago, Xu Tianran sent someone to bring Zhongli Wu back, and several ministers stepped forward to oppose the war.

As a result, Zhongli Wu drained his soul on the spot.

Afterwards, the ministers who voiced their opposition had their homes ransacked by the guards, and their entire families were imprisoned.

The ministers were terrified, fearing they would be the next to suffer.

If you can keep quiet, then absolutely keep quiet.

Xu Tianran would not allow any dissenting voices to exist; the entire Sun Moon Empire would be under his absolute control.

Anyone who opposes him, especially those who oppose war.

That very night, your home will be attacked by an unknown force, after which the Shadow Guard will return to clean up the mess.

Faced with the threat to their lives, they dared not utter a sound, especially the aristocratic families, who did not want their accumulated wealth of several generations to vanish into thin air.

Their resistance was doomed to failure; the Shadow Guards didn't care whether you were wronged or not.

They could only place their last hope on Kong Deming, the chief deity of the ancestral hall.

However, Kong Deming has not appeared since he appeared to fight back when Mingdu was attacked last time.

The noble families bribed several patrolling soldiers in the palace and learned that the Hall of Offerings had been heavily monitored by Xu Tianran.

"Imperial Preceptor, what is the current situation?"

Xu Tianran glanced at the courtiers who were pretending to be dead, and then focused his gaze on Zhongli Wu, who was standing on the left.

Now that Xie Feng is dead, Zhongli Wu has taken his place as the Imperial Preceptor.

Zhongli Wu, dressed in a bright red and black robe with her hair pulled back, raised her head, revealing a faint red eyeshadow on her cold eyes.

"Your Majesty, our Holy Church's millions of followers have already gathered in various regions, awaiting Your Majesty's will!"

Xu Tianran nodded, a hint of wariness appearing in his eyes.

Since Zhongli Wu was trapped by Ye Nanxiao during the last pursuit of Shrek Academy, he has become a completely different person. He threw away his black robe and hood that he used to wear all the time and put on a bright red robe with black eye stripes. He also put on makeup like a woman.

He exuded an eerie aura.

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