High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

"And then?"

Feng Mo's voice was cold, as if it were being squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Afterwards, a martial arts court was convened. According to the battle report, there were no other fronts in the surrounding area that were attacked at the time!" Li Changqing's tone was devoid of joy or anger, only a deathly indifference. "The Xia family has great power. They united with several powerful families that were on good terms with them at the time and insisted that the misjudgment was due to poor communication during the war."

"They turned black into white and called a deer a horse. In the end, they successfully escaped punishment and got away scot-free."

"Looking at those people's faces, I felt disgusted. Disheartened, I left Shanghai and returned to Ning City, where I became the principal of a high school dedicated to educating and nurturing students."

Li Changqing raised his head and looked at Feng Mo. At this moment, his eyes, which had been silent for a hundred years, suddenly shone with a bright light again.

"I thought this was how my life would end. I would stay in this small town, watch generations of young people grow up, and bring fresh blood to the Great Xia Dynasty until the end of my life."

"I never expected that God would be so kind to me."

"In my twilight years, I met you."

"A...the most likely prodigy to break free from the stagnant, decaying state of the Great Xia Kingdom!"

After listening to the whole story, Feng Mo felt a nameless fire boiling over in his chest.

He was not a saint, nor did he have any grand ideal of benefiting all under heaven.

But he has his own bottom line.

Heroes who fought for their country should not end up like this.

Uncle Li, who had helped him several times, shouldn't be so resentful and depressed.

He looked at the middle-aged man before him, who had fought for his country but ended up in such a state, and asked, word by word, "Uncle Li, do you want me to avenge you for what happened back then?"

"revenge?"

Li Changqing shook his head, his gaze becoming incredibly profound.

"If the Xia family falls, there will be the Zhang family, the Wang family. As long as that corrupt system of powerful clans and prioritizing family interests remains, the tragedy will never end."

"What I hope for is not simple revenge."

"My hope is that one day, when you truly stand at the pinnacle of martial arts and possess the power to set the rules, you will use swift and decisive means to sweep away the chaos and restore order to Great Xia!"

"For the millions of martial artists like you and me, who come from humble backgrounds but possess extraordinary talent, let's dispel the dark clouds hanging over our heads and see the blue sky again!"

What he wanted was not blood for blood.

What he wanted was to sever the root of corruption within the Great Xia Dynasty and to overthrow the oppression that weighed on countless people!

Feng Mo remained silent for a moment.

Looking at the heavy expectation in Li Changqing's eyes, he suddenly grinned, a smile that carried his usual arrogance and unruliness.

"Uncle Li, you think too highly of me."

"I don't have such lofty ideals."

He paused, then changed the subject, his smile turning sinister.

"However, I find it very unpleasant to hear about your past experience of being betrayed."

"So, I will avenge you!"

"As for those powerful, disgusting individuals, I will personally shatter their pride inch by inch, making them kneel before me and submit to my will!"

Simple and direct.

Yet it is also full of Feng Mo's domineering style.

Upon hearing this, Li Changqing was first taken aback, then burst into a thunderous laugh.

"Hahaha! Good! What a wonderful way to bow down and submit!"

"This is how a martial artist like us should be! To act with righteous indignation and vengeance, with a clear and unfettered mind!"

He laughed for a long time before gradually suppressing his laughter, his expression turning serious again.

"I'm telling you all this so you can see the true nature of the Great Xia Dynasty. Where there is light, there is also darkness. You need to be mentally prepared."

"Besides that, there is an even deeper secret."

A chilling killing intent, undisguised, flashed in Li Changqing's eyes.

"Yun Wanrou should have mentioned the 'Demon Worship Cult' to you, right?"

Feng Mo nodded.

"Back when I was working in the Demon Slaying Division, I inadvertently discovered some clues about the Xia family's secret dealings with demons. However, at the time, there was no conclusive evidence, and the demon calamity just happened to break out, so the matter was shelved."

"So, I often think about..."

Li Changqing's voice turned cold and gloomy.

"Was their half-hour 'emergency rescue' back then out of fear of Old Dragon's dying counterattack, or...?"

"They want to use the demon beasts to kill me and silence me."

This suspicion is a million times worse than mere dereliction of duty!

Treason and collusion with the enemy!

Feng Mo's eyes turned completely cold.

"There's no point in saying more. In the end, I wasn't ruthless or strong enough back then," Li Changqing sighed, seemingly unwilling to dwell on the past any longer.

With a flick of his wrist, he took out a token from his storage bracelet. The token was surrounded by purple lightning, with an ancient character for "lightning" engraved on the front and a roaring Qilin on the back.

The moment the token appeared, it was as if the air in the entire underground training room had been sucked out, and a terrifying aura of authority over punishment and life and death spread out.

"This is the 'Thunder Lord's Decree'."

Li Changqing handed the token to Feng Mo.

"This is the token I kept when I served as the 'Inspector General' of the Demon Slayer Division. Seeing this order is like seeing the provincial commander-in-chief in person!"

"From the moment they enroll, all students of the martial arts universities in the Great Xia Kingdom will become reserve members of the Demon Slaying Division. They need to complete certain demon slaying missions in order to graduate smoothly."

"But you are different."

Li Changqing looked at Feng Mo solemnly.

"With your talent and strength, there's no need for you to start from the bottom; that would be a waste of time."

"From this day forward, you are the Inspector General of the Demon Slayer Division!"

"With this decree in hand, as long as you have solid evidence, whether it's a powerful family or a commoner, if you say he's a demon, then he is a demon!"

Li Changqing's voice was as firm as iron, carrying endless killing intent.

"Slaying demons is not just about slaying those bloodthirsty monsters."

"And we must also slay those... demons in human skin!"

"This token will grant you unparalleled power, but it will also bring immense danger! Do you... dare to accept it?"

Feng Mo's lips curled into an arrogant smile: "What wouldn't I dare!"

Simply breaking through the defenses of so-called prodigies is no longer enough to satisfy his appetite!

Without hesitation, he accepted the cold Thunder Lord's Token, feeling the power and responsibility it contained.

This small token represents power that transcends the rules.

Act first, report later—this is a special permission granted by the Great Xia Dynasty!

This is true power!

He carefully put away Lei Junling.

"Uncle Li, thank you."

He didn't say anything more.

All promises will be proven by actions.

Li Changqing smiled slightly:

"I hesitated before telling you all this, since being associated with my past would inevitably cause a lot of trouble."

"But then I thought, even if I didn't say all this to you or give you the Thunder Lord Token, with your unparalleled talent and arrogant temper, you'll inevitably clash with those powerful forces sooner or later."

"Since that's the case, why not let this token protect you one last time, giving you enough time and space! Once you've truly grown up, you'll naturally have nothing to fear from any enemy."

"I've said everything I needed to say and given everything I needed to give. You'll have to walk your own path from now on."

Feng Mo solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Feng Mo will certainly live up to your expectations."

Li Changqing laughed loudly, then left with his hands behind his back, leaving behind a faint voice: "Three days later, return to Shanghai Martial Arts University with Yun Wanrou. The school will arrange training missions for you during the summer vacation to help you get used to the process of slaying demons."

[The provincial league storyline was too exciting, overkilling the fun of the martial arts exam. Because Feng Mo shone brightly in the league, racking up defense-breaking points, I think it's reasonable to upgrade him to Tier 3 Perfection after adding points. However, no one in the national Tiancheng team can match Feng Mo's cultivation level; they'll only be crushed. And once they're crushed, the scale of the competition isn't even as big as the provincial league, which reduces the fun. So, I felt the martial arts exam wasn't very exciting; it felt more like the ending of Ning City and a setup for the demon-slaying in Shanghai. ——————This is just my personal opinion. What do you all think? Please share your thoughts if you'd like.]