Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 381 A Level 9 Soul Master is in Hand!
"Why not give me a chance to let you go? Why fight each other?"

Seeing Yan being swarmed by the undead army and reduced to just his head, Chen Ping waved his right hand, and a phantom gray chain flew out out of thin air, directly pulling out Yan's soul.

On these gray chains, black and white sacred flames burned, scorching Yan's soul to the point of unbearable pain, causing him to struggle and wail incessantly, trying to break free from the chains' confinement.

But this seemingly invisible thing had completely invaded his soul, locking him in at the most fundamental level.

This is a seal that imprisons the soul!

“When you attacked Professor Mo and my people, I never saw you hold back.”

Chen Ping snorted coldly, and a circle of white holy flames transformed into the purest and most holy purifying power in the world, scorching the evil energy in Yan's soul with a hissing sound.

But what drove Yan even crazier was the ability Chen Ping displayed at this moment.

"Why, why? We're clearly the same kind of people! You possess abilities that make you a born saint! You should join us!"

At this moment, Yan's soul fluctuations became more intense.

He couldn't understand why Chen Ping, who could command so many undead lives and even possessed the ability to burn soul fire, would make trouble for him.

"Join you?" Chen Ping sneered. "Are you so eager for me to wipe you all out?"

Looking at the countless undead summoned by Chen Ping, and the Frost Bone Dragon whose size was so enormous that only its head could protrude, Yan suddenly had a terrifying thought.

"You, no, Your Excellency, are you going to replace the Holy Spirit Cult?"

Yan's soul trembled violently: "I am willing to be your pawn, my lord. Just give me two people to eat, and I will recover quickly."

"Although I was placed under a restriction by that lord, you possess the power that only a holy son can have. You can surely break the restriction on my soul. I can tell you everything I know."

Chen Ping watched Yan's performance with a cold smile until Yan revealed all his value before speaking calmly.

"Foolish! Since I have to extract the memories from your mind myself, what's the point of your cooperation?"

"If I arrest you and search your soul, everything you know will still belong to me."

"Even if I spare your life, my men won't be at ease. Since you could betray the Holy Spirit Cult once, why can't you betray me once more?"

After Chen Ping finished speaking, Yan was completely desperate.

His soul fluctuations abruptly ceased, and the expression on his soul body was completely beyond description.

Nana, standing behind Chen Ping, was completely dumbfounded.

Although she had always known that Chen Ping was very strong, she did not expect that Chen Ping could be so at ease even when facing such a terrifying eight-ringed evil soul douluo.

Just recalling the moment when Chen Ping appeared at the critical moment and pulled her back from the brink of death, Nana's earlobes uncontrollably became lustrous, as if they were about to bleed.

She felt that she might never have any other feelings for any man in her life, and no one would ever save her like a hero like they did today.

"Professor Mo, are you alright?"

After handing Yan's soul over to one of his liches, Chen Ping looked at Professor Mo, who was also standing there dumbfounded, his jaw agape as if it were about to drop to the ground, and smiled as he spoke.

"You, you, you, Chen Ping, you..."

Mo Fang looked at the undead who were returning to the undead demiplane in an orderly manner, and then at Chen Ping with a smile on his face. The shock in his heart was like a tidal wave crashing on the shore.

"Professor Mo, you've seen all my secrets today, hehehe."

Chen Ping put on a gloomy expression, intending to scare Professor Mo, but saw that Mo Fang simply sat down with a sigh of relief.

"Fine, just give me a quick death."

Mo Fang waved his hand, looking disheartened, as if he couldn't even handle Chen Ping anymore.

"Actually, Professor Mo, if you don't want to come with me, I won't force you."

"As long as you are willing to sign a contract with me, guaranteeing that you will not tell anyone what you saw today."

"You left me such a thick notebook before you left, which is enough for me to use for the rest of my life. I would never do something like kidnapping someone."

Mo Fang shook his head and said, "No need, Chen Ping, I appreciate your kindness."

"Even if you let me go, where can I go?"

"I originally prepared a few level-eight fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells, intending to perish together with Jing Hongchen when he arrived, but I didn't expect that this guy didn't even dare to show his face."

"Now that I know even the royal family has long been in cahoots with the evil spirit masters, even if I send the photograph to the royal family, who can give me justice?"

"Since I can't escape death no matter what, I might as well die quickly at your hands, kid."

Seeing Professor Mo's apparent desire to die, Nana spoke up urgently, "But Professor Mo, you can still choose to stay with your master!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Fang revealed a proud smile: "No, impossible. I would rather die than collude with you evil soul masters."

"I was unaware that the academy and the royal family were involved with evil spirit masters, which is why I devoted myself to serving the empire and was willing to contribute my wisdom to it."

Now that I know that you, Chen Ping, are nothing more than an evil soul master, even if you use every means at your disposal, I will never serve you in the slightest.

As he spoke, a resolute look and contempt for Chen Ping and the group of evil soul masters appeared on Mo Fang's face.

"I only owe you my life, you can take it back."

"Thank you for saving me from that evil spirit master. Consider this notebook as payment."

As he spoke, Mo Fang stretched out his neck, looking as if he were about to be executed, showing no reluctance to live.

Fierce!

This was Chen Ping's first thought upon seeing Mo Fang's performance.

At this moment, Professor Mo, who hates evil as if it were his enemy, is so similar to those swordsmen whom Xue Di once encountered who risked their lives for their ideals.
This little old man is living his life to uphold his principles!

Faced with Mo Fang's resolute expression, Chen Ping asked, "Professor Mo, do you think a group of evil spirit masters who use the extermination of evil spirit masters as a means to improve themselves, and who do not harm ordinary people, can still be considered evil spirit masters?"

"Does this count or not?" Mo Fang hesitated in his answer; he hadn't considered this kind of question.

“Professor Mo, I cannot guarantee that the undead I summon will not kill other Soul Masters, after all, it is part of my power.”

"But I can assure you that these spirits will not improve themselves at the cost of the lives and suffering of ordinary people."

"Since level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells are neither good nor evil, and are good when used for good and evil when used for evil, then the essence of power should also not be divided into good and evil."

"My personal criteria for judging evil spirit masters are different from those of Shrek Academy."

"In my opinion, evil soul masters deserve to die because they kill ordinary people and soul masters in a way that devoid of humanity, just to improve their own cultivation. They trample on the basic principles of being human and incur the wrath of both gods and men. That is why they are evil soul masters."

“If a Soul Master takes pleasure in killing to refine souls, even if his Martial Soul is the Phoenix of Light, he should still be considered an Evil Soul Master, not distinguished by his Martial Soul or the power he possesses.”

"I have mastered these powers only to better kill all the evil soul masters in the world, so as to avenge the massacre of hundreds of members of my Panlong Sect by evil soul masters when I was young. Professor Mo, can you accept this?"

Mo Fang was somewhat shocked by Chen Ping's words. He stared intently at Chen Ping, hoping to find any trace of guilt in his eyes, but all he saw was Chen Ping's clear conscience.

"Is everything you're saying true?"

“Of course it’s true,” Chen Ping pointed at Nana: “Professor Mo, this is Nana, you may have heard of her.”

"Her martial spirit is a ghost, while her parents' souls were imprisoned in a branch altar of the Holy Spirit Cult in Mingdu, and they had no choice but to be manipulated by the Holy Spirit Cult."

"And the reasons why these people here follow the Holy Spirit Church are basically the same."

"Could they also be genuine evil spirit masters?"

"If it weren't for my special ability to control souls, Nana would have found me and begged for my help."

"The souls of their family members may never have the chance to be released, but will instead be refined into that Holy Spirit Banner, becoming one of the powers of the evil soul masters."

"Professor Mo, is my behavior what a demonic soul master should do?"

Mo Fang remained silent for a moment before solemnly standing up and extending his right hand: "If what you said is true, what's wrong with me going with you?"

"But don't lie to me. If you really are an evil spirit master, or if you ever break your promise today, as long as I can do it, I will definitely leave you with a price you will never forget."

In response, Chen Ping simply grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, and extended his right hand to firmly grasp Mo Fang's hand: "Then Professor Mo, you'll have to take on the responsibility of supervising me from now on!"

Mo Fang finally smiled after hearing Chen Ping's words.

"You, Chen Ping, I never imagined you were carrying such a huge secret."

"However, I can go with you, but do you need me to help you take these children with you out of the Sun Moon Empire as well?"

"It's fine for me to bring these children with me, but Jing Hongchen's assassination attempt on me failed, and with the destruction of the Mingdu branch of the Holy Spirit Sect, I'm afraid both the children and I will be hunted down."

Mo Fang pointed to the holy servants who had gradually stood behind Nana, both excited and apprehensive.

Among them were both men and women, all with youthful faces, the oldest being no more than twenty years old, and their eyes were filled with gratitude as they looked at Chen Ping.

"That's easy to say."

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Ping produced an ancient-looking token in his hand: "This is the token of the young sect master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"If there is any force in the entire Mingdu that can hide you away without anyone noticing and then send you away from the Sun Moon Empire when the time is right, I think it can only be the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Stroking the Young Sect Master's Token that Chen Ping had handed him, Mo Fang's eyes widened: "You, how come you even have the Young Sect Master's Token of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School? You're not even surnamed Ning!"

"This is a long story, I'll explain it to you slowly later, Professor Mo. Do you have any other questions?"

Mo Fang pondered for a moment before asking, "After the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School sends us out of the Sun Moon Empire, should we choose to join Shrek Academy or the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Chen Ping smiled slightly and said, "That's fine with me. No matter which faction you join, Professor Mo, you'll all be part of my team, which will make it easier for me to have manpower when I go back."

"Of course, you have another option, which is to sign a soul contract with me like Nana, and be completely bound to my chariot."

"As for the benefits, there aren't many. I can transform everyone into immortal undead after they die of old age, so they can continue to work for me even after death. Of course, they'll be able to maintain their sanity."

Not many benefits?

Is this what you call not many benefits?
Many of the servants were bewildered by Chen Ping's words. Was there something wrong with their language comprehension system?
Besides being extremely shocked, the servants' other reaction was envy of Nana.

Since Nana has already signed a soul contract with Chen Ping, doesn't that mean Nana has already obtained a ticket to immortality?

Not to mention the holy servants, even Mo Fang was so shocked by the conditions Chen Ping offered that he scratched his head in disbelief.

"Immortality? Immortality? How is that possible? This is immortality!"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Professor Mo, even immortality, nothing in this world is impossible."

"In addition, if you are willing to join us, I can offer you a great gift."

As he spoke, Chen Ping flipped his wrist and took out a piece of thousand-refined metal: "I once gave you this kind of metal, which has enhanced properties in all aspects compared to the same type of metal. Its name is thousand-refined metal."

"If you are willing to join us, I can not only teach you how to make Thousand Refined Metal, but also Spirit Refined Metal, which is known as the gold of creation, and Soul Refined Metal, which is even higher. As long as the time is right, I can tell you about it."

At this point, Chen Ping's words were somewhat of a charlatan.

What does it mean to tell Mo Fang the methods of metal spirit forging and soul forging at the right time?
The right time will be when Chen Ping figures this out!

In order to bind a ready-made level nine soul master, who had also developed a linked defensive soul tool, to his own chariot, Chen Ping really pulled out all the stops he could.

"Thousand-fold forging, spirit forging, soul forging?"

Upon hearing Chen Ping's resolute answer, Mo Fang couldn't help but mutter excitedly to himself.

He seemed to see a door to a new world slowly opening towards him.

What excited him even more was that if what Chen Ping said was true, he would have endless time to study everything behind the new world!

(End of this chapter)