Douluo: The Demon Swordsman of Tianshui Academy

Chapter 48: Young Master, what do you think of the Spirit Hall?

The next day
Meng Qiu arrived on time at the restaurant box where she and Qian Renxue had agreed to meet yesterday.

He was confused and wondered who the friend Qian Renxue was talking about could be.

While he was deep in thought, the door of the box slowly opened.

Meng Qiu looked over and saw a graceful figure walking towards him.

Her golden hair cascaded behind her, her skin was as white as snow, her nose was delicate and straight, and her pair of golden phoenix eyes revealed holiness and majesty from time to time.

The woman's appearance was unparalleled, as if she was God's most proud masterpiece, without a single flaw. Even Shui Bing'er, before she was baptized by the magic grass, was slightly inferior to her.

Although she had never seen the person before, Meng Qiu could still recognize the identity of the person at a glance.

Isn’t this Qian Renxue’s true body!
So, your so-called friend is yourself?

The corners of Meng Qiu's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself:

What a great way to make friends out of nothing, really good at having fun!
At this time, Qian Renxue also set her sights on Meng Qiu.

Noticing his surprised look, Qian Renxue thought Meng Qiu was amazed by her appearance. She couldn't help but smile slightly, feeling secretly proud.

Huh, did you see that?
I am much more beautiful than Shui Bing'er!

Only I can be worthy of you!

How could she know that although her appearance was indeed beautiful, Meng Qiu didn't care.

Mengqiu was simply surprised by her identity.

However, Meng Qiu quickly adjusted his expression, stood up, and stretched out his hand towards Qian Renxue with a smile:

"My name is Mengqiu. This girl should be a friend of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, right?"

Qian Renxue stretched out her delicate little hand, held Meng Qiu's hand, and told him her identity which she had already prepared:
"Well, hello, Mr. Meng, my name is Xue Qianqian, and I am the daughter of a deacon of the Spirit Hall."

"I met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince by chance. After hearing about Master Meng's deeds, I began to admire him. Therefore, I asked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to act as a matchmaker so that I could get to know him. I hope you won't blame me."

The fabrication of Qian Renxue's identity was carefully considered.

She made up an identity for the Spirit Hall. Even if outsiders were to investigate, they would not be able to find any flaws because of her real identity and the information arranged in advance by the Spirit Hall.

Although the relationship between the two empires and the Spirit Hall is relatively tense now, it is only limited to the top leaders.

Prince Tiandou has some friendship with the daughter of a deacon, so some people might take advantage of this issue, but that would be the extent of the impact.

The foundation she had built up during the more than ten years she had lived in the Tiandou Empire under the identity of "Xue Qinghe" would not be shaken by such a harmless reason.

Even if Emperor Xue Ye knew about this, he would not say much. At most, he would just remind her not to be deceived by the people from the Spirit Hall.

Xue Qianqian, could you be a little more perfunctory when making up the name?

Meng Qiu secretly complained in her heart, but she didn't show it on the surface, and smiled:
"No, it's my luck that a beauty like Miss Xue Qianqian wants to know me."

After some simple pleasantries, the two of them took their seats.

The dishes that had been ordered in advance were quickly served one by one by the waiters.

"Sir, what do you think of our Spirit Hall?"

While Qian Renxue was eating and drinking with Meng Qiu, she would always intentionally or unintentionally hint at Meng Qiu's attitude towards the Spirit Hall.

Meng Qiu, who knew Qian Renxue's identity, was well aware of the temptation in her words.

He took a sip of the wine and said calmly:
"I think the Spirit Hall has both good and bad sides."

"Oh? Sir, what do you mean?"

Qian Renxue asked curiously. Meng Qiu did not keep the secret and directly stated his opinion:

"The problem with Spirit Hall is that it is rotten from within."

"As the Spirit Hall becomes more powerful, its membership also begins to expand."

"Whether it's the lower-level staff, the middle- and upper-level bishops, or even the elders in high positions, there are some corrupt behaviors that use the power of the Spirit Hall to oppress the weak."

"The bishop of the Spirit Hall in the Gengxin City branch, known as the Steel City, bullies men and women and does all kinds of evil there. He has already caused the wrath of heaven and people."

"This is just one example. There are similar cases everywhere."

"From this point of view, if the Spirit Hall does not conduct an internal cleansing, the Spirit Hall, which once believed in the Angel God and aimed to maintain the glory of the angels, will sooner or later become a cancer of the times and be buried under the wheel of history."

"That's it..."

Hearing what Meng Qiu said, Qian Renxue's face did not look very good.

Because she had been busy playing the role of Xue Qinghe and dealing with matters in the Tiandou Empire over the years, she had not known much about the affairs of the Spirit Hall.

Now, after hearing what Meng Qiu said, and thinking about some rumors she had heard before, Qian Renxue suddenly realized that the Spirit Hall had decayed into this state without her noticing.

What on earth has Bibi Dong, that woman, been doing all these years?
Qian Renxue was secretly angry at the inaction of Pope Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong did this on purpose.

She had long noticed the corruption within the Spirit Hall, but had never thought of changing anything. Instead, she let it go.

Because for Bibi Dong, she didn't care about the Spirit Hall at all.

She even hoped that the Spirit Hall would be destroyed, so how could she possibly clean up those termites?
The chief priest Qian Daoliu stayed in the worship hall all year round and didn't care about worldly affairs, so naturally he wouldn't take any action.

With the neglect of the two powerful leaders of the Spirit Hall, the atmosphere within the Spirit Hall has become increasingly worse over the years.

If a drop of ink enters a glass of water and is left unattended, the entire glass of water will be contaminated and become turbid and black.

Even if there are truly noble people who can stick to their original intentions, they will be ostracized by the evil ones and will no longer have a place to stand.

This is human society.

"Of course, this isn't really a big deal."

Just when Qian Renxue looked unhappy, Meng Qiu spoke again.

"Although the Spirit Hall has done a lot of tyrannical things over the years, in fact, top sects such as the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect have also done a lot of such things."

"Compared to them, the Spirit Hall could help civilians awaken their spirits for free and distribute subsidies."

"If I really want to talk about it, compared to them, my impression of the Spirit Hall may be better."

Meng Qiu said this partly because of Qian Renxue's identity.

After all, it would not be good to disparage the Spirit Hall in front of the young master of the Spirit Hall.

And the other part is because it is indeed true.

Douluo Continent is actually an ancient feudal society.

And soul masters who possess extraordinary powers will naturally be superior to ordinary people.

Not to mention those arrogant guys from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, even if you just pick a random soul master, they will still look down on civilians.

This is the general situation.

(End of this chapter)