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Chapter 473.

Wang Feng continued earnestly,

"A unified continent would allow all soul masters and citizens to live in a stable environment. When there's peace and order, every industry and field would naturally grow and flourish. Without the restrictions of national borders, soul masters from both major empires could communicate, cooperate, and learn from one another. This would undoubtedly make the soul master world far more prosperous than ever before."

He glanced around at the others, then looked toward the Grandmaster and asked,

"Grandmaster, your ten core theories on martial souls are renowned in the soul master world. But why is it that so few people actually know about them? Ask the soul masters in the Star Luo Empire—do they know about your theories? Do they even know you?"

The Grandmaster was stunned by the question. "That's because… too few people study them," he replied slowly.

"Exactly!" Wang Feng nodded. 

"But think about it—if the continent was united, with a single set of rules and systems, you could collaborate with countless other soul master scholars across the land. Instead of working in isolation, you could form a research alliance, working together to test and verify theories. Once the Soul Hall and the two empires are unified, there would be so many talented individuals across the continent. You would surely find like-minded peers. Now imagine what that would lead to…"

"The advancement of the entire soul master world…" Grandmaster murmured, as if seeing a vision unfold in front of him.

"Exactly," Wang Feng affirmed. 

"Let me give another example—Sect Master Ning. Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Sect is one of the top sects. Now imagine, after unification, you'd no longer be limited to recruiting just within the Heaven Dou Empire. You could find elite soul masters from the Star Luo Empire as well. No more divisions, no more families separated by borders. Everyone would be part of one nation."

"Of course, competition would still exist—but it wouldn't be the kind of deadly, hostile conflict we have now. Instead, it would be the kind of healthy rivalry that promotes progress."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slowly, his expression thoughtful. He was starting to feel that Wang Feng's vision—while bold—made a lot of sense.

"A unified continent would bring centralized development in all aspects," Wang Feng continued. "Yes, there might be frictions and obstacles during the transition—but in the long run, it would inevitably lead to prosperity and advancement."

"The key is this, there needs to be a wise, capable leader, and a team of talented people to support him."

Wang Feng's words were not just a passionate proposal—they came from a broader perspective.

He had seen the world –from many angles, and even though part of him thought the idea was too grand or even unrealistic, another part of him believed…

Maybe it really was possible.

Because no matter how you looked at it, the unification of the Douluo Continent was bound to happen—it was a historical inevitability.

Wang Feng had sensed it during his journey across the land.

Historically, the two empires and the Soul Hall had been in conflict for centuries. And with Bibi Dong rising to power and pushing for dominance, those tensions had reached a boiling point.

Reflecting on the history of his own previous life, Wang Feng knew that such chaotic times were always followed by a period of unity and prosperity—a new era, a new dynasty.

The same logic should apply to the Douluo World. Even if Bibi Dong was defeated, even if she were removed from the equation, someone would eventually unify the continent.

It was just a matter of who that person would be.

Of course, Wang Feng had no interest in becoming that person.

He smiled faintly to himself.

'I just want to keep traveling, check in a few more places... and then leave,' he thought.

He wasn't here to become emperor or ruler of the world.

Still, it wasn't strange for him to voice these thoughts aloud. After all, in this room were some of the most influential people on the continent—Ning Fengzhi, the Grandmaster, and himself. Counting in the mysterious White Pontiff, the five overlords of the Extreme North, and the hidden powers of the Four Lower Sects—these were the people who could truly sway the fate of the continent.

Wang Feng looked around again.

He had planted a seed.

Now it was up to them to decide what would grow from it.

In terms of vision and perspective, Wang Feng clearly stood far above the rest.

He was, after all, a traverser—someone who had lived another life in another world. Naturally, he viewed things from a much broader and higher vantage point, comparing the present with the lessons and patterns of history from his past.

At that moment, after Wang Feng finished speaking, the room fell into stunned silence.

Everyone was staring at him, wide-eyed, as if looking at a stranger.

After a long pause…

"…Although I don't completely understand everything… I feel like what this little madman said makes a lot of sense." 

Zhao Wuji scratched his head awkwardly.

Everyone: "…"

Even Ning Fengzhi, with all his political experience and wisdom, found himself unable to truly see through this young man who stood before him. A twenty-year-old youth—how could he speak such grand, far-reaching words?

His words… didn't just show ambition—they revealed vision. A vision far beyond the age and experience of most people in the room.

Yu Yuanzhen silently looked around at the others. Their eyes flickered with complex thoughts. Each was deep in thought, digesting and analyzing every word Wang Feng had just said.

Even the Grandmaster, along with the teachers from the academy, looked at Wang Feng as if they were seeing him for the first time.

His words touched upon ideas they had never truly considered. To most, the concept of uniting the continent meant war, destruction, and ambition. It was seen as an inherently dangerous and selfish goal.

But Wang Feng… had flipped that perspective.

He painted unification not as conquest, but as evolution. As a way to bring peace, growth, and collective progress to the soul master world. The idea that more minds could work together to test theories, push limits, and develop the world—it was deeply compelling.

"Captain… you're really something else." Dai Mubai muttered to himself, admiration in his voice.

In fact, his own father—the emperor of the Star Luo Empire—had once said something similar. His lifelong dream was to unite the continent. But even then, the dream had never been explained or reasoned out the way Wang Feng just did.

Tang San was equally stunned.

He could understand the logic. But after hearing it laid out like this, even he had to admit—his earlier thinking was too simple.

Wang Feng's so-called "second idea," which once sounded like a fantasy, now… didn't seem so absurd.

 "I feel like… he's really got a point…" Oscar murmured, glancing at Ma Hongjun.

"Yeah… he might be crazy, but that kind of crazy starts to make sense."

Fatty nodded seriously.

 "Wang Feng… I was wrong about you." 

Ning Rongrong's voice was soft. Her eyes sparkled with admiration. 

"I feel like you're right and honestly you look so charming right now…"

Her gaze was filled with awe, and even a little sparkle of affection.

Zhu Zhuqing stood quietly to the side, saying nothing—but her gaze was the same. Silent, bright, and full of deep thought and admiration.

Everyone's expression had changed.

What they had first thought was a ridiculous suggestion… now felt like a viable possibility.

 "Of course," Wang Feng said, coughing lightly, "Unifying the continent isn't something you achieve overnight. It's not that simple."

"But I've offered a direction. You can move toward it step by step. The most important thing is to keep –that goal in mind."

A general direction—an unchangeable trajectory.

Everything they did from now on shouldn't just revolve around defeating the Soul Hall—but should serve this greater vision of unity.

 "Little madman," Dugu Bo chuckled, "If I didn't know you personally, I'd think you had ambitions of your own."

"Trying to unify the continent? If that's what we're doing, aren't we no different from Bibi Dong?"

Wang Feng opened his mouth to respond, but someone else beat him to it.

"There's a difference," Tang San said firmly. "Brother Feng already said it clearly. To achieve what he's talking about, we need a wise and just leader—and a team of capable, moral people to assist him."

"Bibi Dong is driven by ambition. Pure ambition. And her methods are cruel and ruthless. She already destroyed two great sects without hesitation. She's not a wise ruler. If she's the one who rules the continent, the final outcome… would be disaster."

He paused, sweeping his gaze across everyone in the room.

"Bibi Dong may be a great powerhouse, but she's not a true leader."

At that moment, the room was still again.

Everyone's expressions had grown serious.

And now, Tang San looked at each of them, wondering—

What would they choose to believe?

What future would they decide to fight for?

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