The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

"If there are more high-order sequences, there will be fewer low-order sequences, and vice versa."

“Exceptional characteristics of the same path tend to unconsciously converge, eventually forming a higher level of power.”

Su Ming suddenly realized that he had been living within the confines of fate all along.

The boy wavered for a moment, but quickly reaffirmed his belief that everything was determined by his own will and the path he had chosen; fate was merely an excuse for the weak.

Su Ming's prolonged silence led Mu En to believe that he still harbored some reservations and dared not reveal them.

"Are you still hesitating? Concealing your martial soul will only limit your performance. Shrek Academy is not a backward or outdated place. It's just a top-tier dark attribute."

Su Ming came to his senses and said with a smug smile, "What are you talking about, Elder Mu? I am just an ordinary agility-type martial soul."

Upon hearing this, Mu En sighed softly, shook his head, and said nothing more.

He pointed to the powerful waterfall and said, "Your training ground will be here from now on. Since we are master and disciple, I will teach you a unique skill that you can use for a lifetime."

Su Ming gazed at the magnificent waterfall in the distance, its thunderous roar echoing as it cascaded down to the ground, splashing white water droplets on the giant rocks, like a celestial waterfall falling from the heavens.

Su Ming asked, puzzled, "How can a cultivation method require the help of this waterfall?"

"It's very simple. Seal your soul power, then bathe in the waterfall with your bare body and cultivate by circulating your soul power under the immense pressure of the waterfall," Mu En said directly, without any mystical explanations.

Isn't this Tang San's cultivation method?

Feeling the immense impact of the waterfall, Su Ming couldn't help but think to himself, "Tang San only started this kind of training when he was a Soul King. What makes you think that a mere level 40 Quasi-Soul Master can withstand it?"

Su Ming couldn't help but ask, "Elder Mu, I'm just an agility-type Soul Master. Are you sure I won't get played to death?"

"Hehe, Zhou Yi, a teacher from the Foreign Languages ​​Department, wrote a report about you a long time ago. What did she say in the original text? Abnormal physical qualities, and your true martial spirit is in doubt!"

Moon said with a smile.

"Ah, well, I'm just naturally gifted with superhuman strength. I've just eaten a lot of rare and precious herbs like whale glue," Su Ming said, scratching his head.

"Stop making excuses. I'll treat you as a power-attack type Soul Master anyway. If you want to learn my special move, you'd better build a solid foundation first." Old Mu's withered bone hand reached out to grab Su Ming and threw him into the waterfall.

The moment his body was touched, the boy felt his soul power sealed tightly, unable to be used at all, and he could only circulate his soul power for cultivation.

"Hey, you still haven't told me what your special skill is? At least give me some motivation!" Su Ming shouted as he tossed the ball into the air.

Old Mu said with a smile, "Let's call it 'Turtle Running Rampant'!"

Su Ming then disappeared into the waterfall.

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Reigning Supreme

"A bastard running rampant? That old geezer is wicked. So what if he's a king? A special battle tactic that combines essence, energy, and spirit." Su Ming, who had been submerged in the waterfall, was sore all over from the powerful current. He grimaced as he thought to himself.

The fabric of his clothes, which was originally quite soft, became extremely rough and irritating under the rushing water. Su Ming ripped off his shirt, revealing his fair and smooth back, which turned bright red instantly from the force of the turbulent water.

Boom!

The vast expanse of white water splashed against the huge rocks on the bank, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring sight. A boy sat cross-legged among the waterfall, but every now and then, due to the uneven force of the waterfall, he would lose his balance and be violently thrown into the river.

But he quickly and stubbornly stood up, climbed the giant rock, and accepted the baptism of the vast power of nature.

Even by midday, when the sun was high in the sky, Su Ming had not yet completed a full cycle of soul power circulation, but he felt that his soul power had become slightly purer, and he felt a tingling, puberty-like sensation throughout his body.

Under the violent impact of the waterfall, the body's thick and abundant blood and qi surged, continuously nourishing all parts of the body at a steady frequency.

Su Ming was pleasantly surprised to find that the varying speed and intensity of the water flow, sometimes surging and sometimes troughing, not only severely tested his mastery of soul power but also provided the best resistance to help him create the Tiger Leopard Thunder Breathing Technique.

Old Mu, who was on the shore, was initially worried that the boy's body could not withstand the pressure and was ready to intervene at any time. However, he was surprised to find that Su Ming's body had not developed any bruises, at most it was just a bright red patch.

Later on, he simply gave up and just rested in his wheelchair with his eyes closed.

"This kind of physical fitness is truly abnormal; it's even stronger than mine when I was young," Old Mu remarked.

Seeing that the boy could maintain his balance for half a quarter of an hour under the impact of the waterfall, Old Mu seemed to be deep in thought. He suddenly felt that his requirements were a bit too low. No matter how much he tortured such a beastly physique, it was not too much.

"Alright, that's enough for today's cultivation," Elder Mu waved from the shore.

Su Ming climbed ashore, panting heavily. The moment he stood on the ground, he felt unsteady on his feet, his whole body felt heavy, and his limbs felt weak.

"How does it feel? I told you you don't have a powerful attack-type beast spirit. An ordinary person would have collapsed long ago if they trained like this." Old Mu teased the boy whose muscles were trembling all over.

Su Ming remained silent, seemingly maintaining an attitude of neither denying nor admitting the issue.

"The battle strategy I taught you is called 'Reigning Supreme.' Before you can master it, you must refine your spirit, energy, and character until they are perfectly integrated. That's why I had you train under the immense pressure of a waterfall."

"Moreover, doing this will strengthen your physique and temper your will, which is of great benefit to soul power cultivation. As for when you can cultivate the Sovereign Ruler, it will happen naturally when the feeling comes."

"Old Mu said kindly."

Su Ming nodded. He had indeed grasped a bit of the secret of ruling the world. In fact, this battle technique was neither difficult nor easy. It was more like a state, a universal template. As long as one's mental strength met the standard and one's essence, energy and spirit were honed into one, anyone could master it.

Moreover, the "ruling the world" that each person cultivates is different. Huo Yuhao emphasizes embracing all rivers, while Ji Juechen specializes in extremes.

The original novel only briefly mentions how Huo Yuhao cultivated himself, but based on Su Ming's personal experience, it can be summarized in one sentence: follow the natural way, and man can conquer nature!

The process of being washed by a waterfall perfectly illustrates both: only by maintaining inner peace and a balanced state of oneness with nature can one remain meditative under the intense impact.

Conversely, the baptism of the violent nature gradually brings people into a state of unity of spirit, energy, and mind, allowing them to climb to the peak. When both are achieved, one can be considered to have entered the realm of supreme power.

"I don't quite understand why you want to teach me?" Su Ming asked curiously. He thought to himself that he didn't seem to have any connection with Elder Mu, so why would he be willing to teach him?

"Perhaps it's because I see the shadow of my former best friend in you. He, like you, possesses a powerful dark beast martial soul. Just as I didn't want him to go astray back then, I don't want you to embrace darkness now."

Old Mu looked at Su Mingdao with a weary gaze and an expectation in his eyes.

Su Ming fell silent upon hearing this. In the original work, every character had a tragedy. His girlfriend was an undercover agent sent by an evil spirit master, the person he truly loved was his brother, and he had a one-night stand before his wedding. Afterwards, his girlfriend was even "Muzan," making him a veritable replica of Bibi Dong.

Look, this is a plot written by a human?

"Elder Mu, I have a happy family and I'm a winner in life. I don't need to come to this point," Su Ming said in a relaxed tone. He still avoided the question of martial soul, but his attitude had gradually softened.

Moon remained silent, offering a kind smile.

"Old man, I'm going to eat now. I'll come see you again this afternoon." Su Ming put on his clothes and said goodbye to Old Mu.

"No, don't come this afternoon. This kind of training is not good to do too much of, and I, an old man, also need to rest. I also have a part-time job as a dormitory manager."

"Go to the Golden Tree. Didn't you want to borrow its life force for three months? You can also cleanse your body while you're at it, so you don't suffer any hidden injuries."

Moon said calmly, leaning back in his wheelchair.

Su Ming asked in surprise, "Wait? Is using the Golden Tree to heal someone just a routine perk for those learning under your tutelage?"

"What do you think? Won't this kind of training leave any hidden injuries over a long period of time?" Mu En asked rhetorically.

Su Ming was speechless, muttering to himself, "I've lost out, I've lost out, I've lost big time, I got injured for nothing."

"Child, don't hold back. I, Mu En, can still protect you from a mere top-tier dark-type martial soul, as long as I'm still alive!"

Just as Su Ming was leaving, Mu Lao's weathered yet domineering words suddenly rang out from behind him.

The boy tilted his head, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.

He felt a touch of emotion. Looking at the original work, Shrek Academy was truly impeccable. They didn't delve into Huo Yuhao's secrets but instead protected him. Even after Ma Xiaotao mutated into a dark fire phoenix, they still resolutely protected her.

After leaving the Bamboo Grove Villa, he did not go to the canteen, but returned home.

"Sister, I'm back," Su Ming called out from the doorway.

There were still some dishes on the dining table in the living room. Su Xuan'er, wearing an apron and exuding a gentle temperament, came out of the kitchen and smiled at the young man, saying, "Go and clean yourself up. The food will be ready soon."

"Hmm," Su Ming hummed softly.

Things are different now; he already has a sister's child and doesn't need to go to the cafeteria for meals anymore.

After quickly finishing his meal, Su Ming headed up the Golden Tree, accompanied by his sister.

The difference is that Su Xuan'er went to use the [Simulated Environment Room] built by the academy for cultivation.

"Sis, what level are you now?" Su Ming asked Su Xuan'er curiously.

"I reached the peak of level 78. The family's soul bone set helped me reach level 74. In addition, the power of the soul rings and the three-level improvement I made through two years of secluded cultivation also helped me."

Su Xuan'er said without reservation.

"So, you're almost a Soul Douluo?" Su Ming was surprised. His sister could already fight a low-priced Title Douluo with a perfect set of soul bones. If she reached level 80 Soul Douluo and got a good soul ring, wouldn't she be able to challenge a Super Douluo?

Before I knew it, my older sister's thighs were getting thicker and thicker... cough cough, I mean "plump".

"Otherwise, do you think I came to the academy just to keep you company? I want to use the academy's resources to try and become a Soul Douluo." Su Xuan'er gave her younger brother a charming glare and lightly tapped Su Ming's forehead with her fair finger.

Su Ming pouted, turned his head away, and shook off his sister's finger.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Sister, don't rush to hunt for your eighth spirit ring. I know a spirit beast that's perfect for you, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"Okay." Seeing her younger brother's confident look, Su Xuan'er agreed indulgently.

Su Ming felt that although the Blood God of Slaughter was powerful, its attack methods were too limited and it lacked some unpredictable techniques.

He happened to know of an opportunity that could definitely make up for his sister's deficiency and allow his martial spirit to advance further.

With this older sister, Su Ming might be able to lie down and relax in the future.

Mmm, raising a sister is really nice.

Chapter Sixty: Mimicry Cultivation.

The Golden Tree stands atop the only peak on Poseidon Island, while the Poseidon Pavilion was built by hollowing out the tree. However, this is not entirely accurate; the Golden Tree consciously controlled its massive body to create a space, which can be considered a natural formation!

The siblings stepped onto the towering tree, and a rich life force mixed with pure primordial energy rushed towards them. Su Ming immediately felt waves of comfort signals coming from his body cells, and the soul power circulating within his body became several times more active.

"This golden tree evolved from the tree of life. Each generation of the Sea God Pavilion Master chooses to merge into the golden tree, and the energy it contains becomes more and more enormous, even comparable to a demigod."

"As Shrek Academy's strongest foundation, the effects of cultivating here are even better than in the central area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest. In terms of vitality, it is no weaker than the Lake of Life. Furthermore, there are 999 [Mimetic Environment] cultivation rooms built inside the tree, which can be continuously nurtured and improved by relying on the Golden Tree's enormous energy."

Su Xuan'er pointed proudly to the vast, golden forest of ancient trees in front of her.

A single tree can form a forest, which gives you an idea of ​​the size of this golden tree.

Looking up at it, Su Ming thought of the World Tree in various myths and legends. Of course, in the future, the Golden Tree also evolved into the World Tree as he wished, becoming the supreme pillar supporting the Douluo God Circle.

"The 999 simulated environment training rooms encompass all attributes and martial soul traits. Every martial soul that has appeared can find a suitable environment here to cultivate. I wonder when our Su family will be able to catch up with such resources."

Su Xuan'er gazed at the tall, majestic forest bathed in golden sunlight and sighed with emotion.

The Su family did have some simulated environment training rooms, but there were only a few, and they were all only for a few characteristics of the Blood Tiger. Moreover, their quality was far inferior to that of Shrek Academy.

"It is indeed powerful. It is said that Shrek Academy's simulation training room was built with materials of quality that are at least ten thousand years old. It took tens of thousands of years to build and it is still being filled and upgraded. Each room was built by generations of elders with the same type of martial soul."