Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

"Remember today, remember every face you have killed! When you lose control of yourself, remember them! And accept the self that killed them! Don't make any reasons or excuses for yourself, no matter how right they may seem!"

Seeing Ning Huahua leaning on her sword, her expression extremely serious, her strange accent completely gone.

Tang San, the only one who was unharmed, had a question: "Teacher Ning, these people all had ways to bring about their own deaths, so why should we remember them?"

"No human life is so trivial or taken lightly, because they are human beings! Remembering them is not for the sake of remembering, but for your own sake. You should take this as a warning to avoid going down this path, and you should also remember the problem of killing one another."

Ning Rongrong, her face pale, raised her head and managed to say, "But it was a living, breathing creature, one moment full of ferocity, the next a corpse! You still want us to remember... me... waah—"

Yu Xiaogang, who had done nothing and was unable to do anything from beginning to end, with his zombie-like face, seemed to have no regard for the children's suffering and spoke indifferently.

"Any successful and powerful Soul Master has walked the path of enemies and opponents."

Have you never killed any living beings? If not, where did your spirit rings come from?

Soul beasts are also living beings, and in terms of the meaning of life, they are no different from humans.

Why don't you have this feeling when hunting soul beasts?

No one can help you overcome the difficulties you are facing; everything depends on your own willpower.

If you feel nauseous, just throw up. You'll get used to it, and it will feel better naturally.

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's nonchalant and self-comforting words, Qian Shui became truly enraged.

"Why do I feel nothing when I kill soul beasts? Because soul beasts are not human! They are not of my kind!"

Stop making up such high-sounding excuses! The feeling of disgust towards killing is a primal, instinctive reaction! Because it's the one thing a human being should never do! It's killing one's own kind!

Holding onto this thought might make you feel better, but your instinctive reaction will never lie! Instead of deceiving yourself, why not accept it?

If you hold such a view, have you ever thought that it is only natural for your enemies to come to you by stepping on their blood?

Who would think their death was simply due to their own inadequacy? Or that they were just outmaneuvered and deserved to be killed?!

The Killing God Domain unfolded, and Ning Huahua drew her slender sword, pointing it directly at Yu Xiaogang. A crimson hue appeared in her eyes. "Then I am your enemy now! And you, who I have forcibly suppressed, must be itching to kill me! Should I also step over your blood to eliminate any future trouble?! Huh?!"

A violent domain descended, and the mental pressure of the Killing God Domain was something they couldn't withstand. "Teacher Ning, please don't do this!"

The only Shrek Academy teacher who didn't participate in the encirclement was Shao Xin, a level 71 food-type Soul Saint. He was also the only one who could withstand the Killing God Domain and speak.

As for Yu Xiaogang, he had already been pressed to the ground, his legs trembling.

"Habits are terrifying things. Once you get used to something, you take it for granted. When you get used to taking killing for granted, how far are you from becoming those evil spirit masters?"

"Let's pack up, get some rest for the night, and set off tomorrow."

After speaking, the red figure left with Qian Shuishui, leaving behind a bewildered Yu Xiaogang and the children who were slumped on the ground in terror.

"What exactly happened to Teacher Ning? Isn't she usually so simple and honest?" Oscar was clearly still in shock, his face full of fear.

Ignoring Oscar and still staring in the direction Ning Huahua had left, Dai Mubai said with some difficulty, "With such a fierce aura, I feel as if I can see mountains of corpses and seas of blood behind her!"

"She looks so stupid, is it because she remembered it and accepted it? Is it because she accepted it that she could control it?!" Ning Rongrong muttered to herself, having stopped vomiting in fright.

Tang San helped the trembling Yu Xiaogang to his feet and heard Ning Rongrong's words clearly: "Teacher Ning, she is passing on her experience to us!"

"But if we do that, and we're sure the opponent is showing mercy, wouldn't that just add to our troubles?" Tang San hadn't even considered this contradictory question, let alone had an answer to it!

A rustling sound arose in the distance, and figures moved about. The sudden change made the already emotionally unstable crowd somewhat frightened.

"This is not to tell you to hold back against the enemy, but to prevent you from falling into a bloodlust and thinking you are right."

As the Royal Fighting Team returned, Silver and Gold said, “Children, you must know that not everyone in the world is irredeemably evil. According to this person’s theory, the strong take all, and whoever is strong can have the power of life and death over the weak.”

When you get used to thinking this way, you should realize that just now, Her Highness the Crown Princess had the power of life and death over him, but she didn't kill him because of differing opinions or feelings of disgust.

The voice grew louder as it approached, and it was Yin Jin speaking.

"Do you know why? It's not because killing him would dirty my hands, nor is it because I'm afraid you'll have psychological trauma. It's just that there are too many people like him on this Douluo Continent."

If you think it's justified to kill someone because of this, how many people do you think you should kill?

But would killing them make a difference?

It was just for a moment of pleasure.

Tang San still clung to his revered Xuan Tian Bao Lu: "But if this creates a powerful enemy, then..."

Scratching his head and tidying his disheveled hair, Yin Jin interrupted Tang San.

"Then it really comes down to who's faster with their knife. Don't be so black and white. If you need to act, then act; if you need to restrain yourself, then restrain yourself."

The brave are enraged and draw their swords against the stronger; the cowardly are enraged and draw their swords against the weaker.

Today, you drew your swords against those unscrupulous, reckless, and seemingly terrifyingly powerful evil spirit masters; therefore, you are heroes.

But you can't let this incident turn your simple courage into a weapon to slaughter your own kind. Do you understand?

The Royal Fighting Team members standing behind Yin Jin, though covered in blood and severely damaged, never wavered in their unwavering gazes.

This unwavering determination tells the Shrek team that they did it, and they can do it!

Ruoyou, standing to the side, seemed to have a new understanding of this once carefree teammate; his growth seemed to be greater than they had imagined.

"You've improved!"

"Hey, it's easy to talk!"

The teacher's image suddenly collapsed, but Yin Jin didn't seem to care much, which left the serious children speechless.

Are you imitating Qian Shui?

"OK!"

……

"With a weapon in hand, the will to kill arises naturally. All soul masters are born with weapons, and this is especially true for you and me."

He led Qian Shuishui to the stream to clean the blood off her body, while he removed Qian Renxue's white stockings and soaked his feet downstream.

...

'This must stink...'

'impossible! ’

'...'

...

"For our primordial spirits, killing is as simple as eating and drinking, but we must restrain ourselves. We cannot escape the sin of killing, especially for the innocent."

You should never have been one of those who hurt you so deeply. This is your hatred, your resentment, something you should remember forever!

Qian Shui gazed at the sky with a deep look. If the people of the Slaughter City hadn't all been utterly wicked, and if he hadn't figured out the key to suppressing his murderous aura, breaking through the tribulation of the Golden Core stage would probably not have been so easy. Cultivators always face that uncontrollable and insurmountable self.

The tribulation of lightning is just one of the tests. When you reach a higher realm and face the three calamities and five tribulations, there is no way to escape.

"Next time you encounter someone who hurts Xiaowu, you need to make your own judgment. There are other ways to solve problems besides killing. Some people can be beaten up, and there are many punishments that are worse than death."

If you want to be my disciple, you should learn to be smarter.

Standing up, ignoring Qian Shuishui's soaking wet state, he solemnly bowed to her and said, "Yes, teacher!"

He turned around and touched the little girl's hair, using his soul power to evaporate the moisture from her hair.

"Come on, it won't be long before I take you home!"

The little girl smiled, but she didn't seem to know how to smile very well; her smile was a little awkward, but you could tell she was very happy.

"Ok!"

Chapter 195 The Journey

Qian Shuishui has been very busy lately, and the days without Xiao Wu are not so boring.

It was probably because I saw her teacher again, whom I barely remembered but who seemed incredibly impressive.

Xiao Wu's daily life in the Star Dou Great Forest was actually very monotonous, consisting mainly of cultivation.

She probably had some understanding of what happened to her from Xiao Wu's cryptic words; she was just young, not stupid.

There are some things that no one ever told her were wrong. Xiao Wu wouldn't tell her why, she would just say that this wouldn't work, that wouldn't work. So why wouldn't it work?

When she asked the question, Xiao Wu, who was even more clueless than her, was speechless. Perhaps that dazed Xiao Wu really was as stupid as she remembered.

Since Xiao Wu is clumsy, then the clever Shui Shui must protect her—that's without a doubt!

However, when she met that teacher, she finally understood, and finally someone told her the answer to her past questions. When her doubts were resolved, she had no other reason to do things that she questioned as right or wrong.

He said that not everyone who hurt Xiaowu deserves to die, that he shouldn't be the kind of person who killed his parents, and that he would take her home!

Teaching, imparting knowledge, and resolving doubts—that's probably what a teacher is all about.

A smile crept onto her face as she asked herself, 'Is that right?'

Maybe!

……

"If you say that the Crown Princess is the 'Singer's' disciple, then I'll probably understand. Hey Rongrong, you've all seen him, isn't he handsome?!"

As they approached Tiandou City, Yin Jin remembered that he had been granted leave, and eagerly went to Qian Renxue to apply for it.

There's nothing inherently wrong with that, it's just that years of habit are too dangerous; people even neglect rest.

For this reason, the Royal Fighting Academy students rented a carriage. Shrek Academy's stingy dean would never miss this opportunity to ride for free, completely forgetting about training the students and just taking advantage of the ride!

The current situation is that the girls are together, while the boys are staring at each other, and Ning Huahua, because of her different status, has a super luxurious carriage arranged by Xue Luochuan.

Based on the principle of "why not take advantage of someone else's good fortune," Qian Shui readily agreed and took Qian Shui Shui with her, enjoying good food and a good night's sleep.

"Hmm...not bad. How should I put it? He, Ning Huahua, and Minister Yin all have similar temperaments. Under normal circumstances, they are all very casual, just like ordinary people. Hmm...how should I put it, it just feels like..."

"Lazy and listless?"

"Yes! Ning Huahua is really silly! But the 'Singer' gives people a different feeling. He looks a bit like my dad, but he is even more unfathomable than Grandpa Jian. He stands there, but it seems like he is not there. Oh, I can't explain it!"

Hearing Ning Rongrong recall the fleeting glimpse of Qian Shui she had just seen, the purple-haired girl was somewhat taken aback.

"That's it. The Crown Princess and Minister Yin both came from the 'Singer.' Although that person came from the Spirit Hall, they had completely different ideologies from the Spirit Hall."

They are more unrestrained, somewhat capricious, as if nothing matters, yet they never overstep the bounds of propriety. Take Minister Yin, for example; although he's exhausted every day and has no personal life, he never takes it out on the students or anything like that. He's always straightforward and principled.

"Sister Yanzi, you're right. If I were Ning Huahua, I would have beaten that teacher Tang San to death long ago. He does nothing but talk nonsense!"