The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

Su Ming nodded in empathy; a power that can exist for ten thousand years must have something special.

He remembered that the simulated environment in the original novel where Huo Yuhao cultivated his spiritual power was forged from the skulls of 1,001 ten-thousand-year-old sub-dragon species, the Fear Demon Dragon. Each skull contained a portion of the Fear Demon Dragon's spiritual power, and was then processed using special methods to form an advanced soul-guiding array, thus fully activating the effect of this spiritual power-forging method.

This is worlds apart from the simulated cultivation of the first era of the Dou Yi 10,000 years ago. The former simply creates an environment that suits the martial soul, at most supporting the cultivation of a Soul Emperor.

The latter, on the other hand, is made from a combination of cutting-edge technologies and high-quality materials, and is extremely effective for the cultivation of Soul Douluo. It can even be used all the way up to Title Douluo, and some higher-level attributes, such as the Life Light attribute, are even useful for Super Douluo.

Therefore, don't be surprised by the emergence of young Soul Emperors and a large number of Title Douluos during the Douluo Continent II: The Unrivaled Tang Sect era. From Su Ming's personal experience, this is not a collapse of the combat power system, but rather the progress of the times.

There's no need to favor the past over the present.

With such a simulated cultivation environment, coupled with the high-grade medicinal baths and nutritious meals specially provided for inner court disciples, isn't it normal for so many Soul Kings and Soul Emperors under the age of twenty to emerge?

Moreover, the inner court disciples have a certain number of tasks each semester, and they often go out to fight against evil soul masters. Under such high-intensity training, it is not surprising that everyone in the inner court is even stronger than the golden generation of the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago.

This is Shrek Academy today, only training monsters!

"Little guy, you need to work hard. When you become strong enough, you should upgrade the simulated environment training room in the family. I don't need it to be as extreme as the academy's, but at least make those training rooms as good as the academy's. That way, your sister won't have to come to the academy to take advantage of the resources."

Su Xuan'er teased her younger brother.

She came here because she felt that the mimicry cultivation in her family was insufficient to support the Soul Saint level cultivation of the Blood God Fierce Martial Soul. Of course, accompanying her younger brother was also an important reason.

Upon hearing this, Su Ming squinted and said, "Sister, by the time I reach the Title Douluo level, you'll almost be a god, right? I'm counting on you!"

"Oh dear, my little brother has grown up and isn't cute at all anymore. He doesn't even know how to be filial to his older sister." Su Xuan'er ruffled Su Ming's black hair and said affectionately.

The two talked as they walked through the dense forest and came to the massive trunk of the golden tree.

A suspended golden pavilion stands atop a golden tree, three stories high, with a plaque above it bearing the three characters "Sea God Pavilion" in a flamboyant style.

"You've arrived?" A steady voice came from the Sea God Pavilion, and a middle-aged man in white slowly floated down.

It was Yan Shaozhe, the head of the outer academy of Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department.

He first fixed his gaze on the young man beside Su Xuan'er, and then leaned slightly forward and said, "You must be Su Ming. I am Yan Shaozhe, Ma Xiaotao's master. I am very sorry that my disciple seriously injured you. I sincerely apologize on behalf of my disciple!"

Su Ming was flattered. As a Super Douluo, the fact that the person bowed his head and apologized was already a great honor for him.

He quickly said, "Mr. Yan, you don't need to do that."

Su Xuan'er, standing beside her, said bluntly, "You don't need to do this. If you're sincere, just have Ma Xiaotao come over and apologize in person."

"Yes, Xiao Tao will come to apologize in person after a while. She needs to recover now," Yan Shaozhe nodded slightly.

He dared not underestimate Su Xuan'er; her combat strength was even comparable to that of a Title Douluo, and as the acting patriarch of a hidden family, she was already qualified to speak to him. Moreover, Yan Shaozhe felt extremely guilty towards Xian Lin'er, and would show her disciples considerable deference.

Su Xuan'er's expression softened slightly upon hearing this.

"You're going to use the simulated environment to cultivate, right? This way." Yan Shaozhe gestured, leading them along the thick roots of the golden tree from beside its trunk deep into the ground.

The Sea God Pavilion above is not a place that just anyone is qualified to go to; it is the place where the elders of Shrek Academy cultivate in seclusion.

The underground environment beneath the golden tree is the simulated cultivation environment.

Su Ming walked down the winding tree root staircase, passed through a door, and suddenly a wide-open space opened up before him, with a corridor lined with rooms on both sides.

"The Blood Fiend Mimicry is in the deepest layer, and the Life Mimicry is here. Speaking of which, because of the Golden Tree, the Life Mimicry is the strongest training room in Shrek Academy."

Yan Shaozhe handed the "key" to the two siblings and left in a hurry.

Su Ming fiddled with the key, which was actually a soul tool specifically designed to activate the corresponding protection system.

"Huh? Is that Su Xuan'er? What brings you here?" Suddenly, a door opened, and a mature and gentle woman walked out. She looked at the two people in the corridor with surprise.

Su Ming looked over and recognized her as a familiar face: Han Ruoruo, a senior sister from the inner courtyard.

"What a coincidence, Ruoruo! How have you been all these years?" Su Xuan'er turned around with a look of surprise and delight.

"It's still the same, what? You came to Shrek without telling us, is this some kind of fake sisterhood?" Han Ruoruo joked, coming to her sister's side and giving her a gentle hug.

"I was just afraid of disturbing you. Senior Sister and the others have been in seclusion. We can have a meal together when they have time to come out. I've already decided to stay at Shrek Academy."

Su Xuan'er stretched out her jade-like arms and embraced Han Ruoruo's soft and slender waist, breathing softly into her fair ear.

Watching the two gentle and mature women embrace and whisper sweet nothings to each other, Su Ming suddenly realized how sweet it was.

"The little guy has grown so tall, he's a young boy now." Han Ruoruo let go of her hands, saw Su Ming standing to the side, and affectionately reached out to pat the boy's head.

Su Ming, obedient and sensible, sprouted a pair of cat ears, which Han Ruoruo couldn't help but knead and pinch.

The two shivered for a moment and then said goodbye.

"Alright, I won't bother you any longer. Let's meet again when Wu Ming and the others come out of seclusion," Han Ruoruo said, waving goodbye.

Su Xuan'er gazed thoughtfully at the departing, graceful, and tall figure and said, "Su Ming, what do you think of Ruoruo? She's beautiful, has a sweet voice, an ethereal temperament, is gentle yet strong, has a great figure, and is especially good at taking care of people. What if she were your wife?"

Su Ming was tempted, but seeing his sister's ambiguous smile, he quickly shook his head and said, "Sister, the age gap is too big. Are you asking me to bring home a mother?"

"Isn't being a kept man good enough? You won't have to do anything then, Sister Ruoruo will arrange everything perfectly. Besides, the age gap between Soul Masters isn't a problem," Su Xuan'er said, raising an eyebrow.

Su Ming remained silent; he couldn't resist a woman's teasing.

"Alright, enough joking around. You stay here and cultivate. How could I bear to part with you?" Su Xuan'er bent down and gently pinched her younger brother's cheek, chuckling softly.

Watching Su Xuan'er leave, Su Ming shook his head, feeling that his sister had been acting strangely lately.

Chapter Sixty-One: Fulfilling Academy Training

As Su Ming entered the room of the life-mimicking creature, the moment he opened the door, he felt an incredibly rich life force rush towards him, almost suffocating him.

This was a room of only about 100 square meters. What he saw was countless golden roots hanging down from the ceiling, covering almost every corner of the room's walls and floor.

To his surprise, these roots were the roots of the golden tree, their entire body a golden yellow mixed with the vibrant green of life, like pieces of jade filling the entire room.

Right in the center of the room, there was a nest formed by the intertwined roots of a vigorous jade tree, inside which was a small pool of crystal-clear jade. A rich life force was constantly spreading outward from it, filling the room with a semi-liquid golden mist.

As he breathed, a surge of immense life force rushed in, and Su Ming felt a wave of clarity wash over him, as if a chronically ill patient had suddenly been relieved of all burdens and instantly felt incredibly relaxed.

Without further hesitation, Su Ming strode onto a round cushion in the center of the small pond and sat down.

A vast, gentle life force surged forth from beneath him, transforming Su Ming into a crystal-clear, emerald-green sculpture.

The injuries that were not yet fully healed within the body were instantly cleansed by the flow of life force, and at the same time, some minor, imperceptible old wounds were also washed away and healed, making the person feel as if they had returned to their peak condition. That was a theoretically extreme level of health.

Physical health brings a more agile brain. Su Ming's expression was solemn. Thunder Mode was activated, and his whole body was crackling with purple-black lightning. A series of tiger roars and thunderous sounds echoed in the training room.

A deafening roar erupted from the boy's body, and a moment later he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The damaged internal organs were quickly healed under the nourishment of the vast and pure life force, and the body returned to its peak condition.

Su Ming calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, silently savoring the feeling, then eliminated that electromagnetic frequency and turned to try other frequencies.

He didn't understand martial arts very well, so he could only use this clumsy method to create his own unique breathing technique through mistakes.

Pain is inevitable, but no one can reach the summit from the start. The difficulties and pain experienced will eventually brew into a sweet wine, allowing one to taste the flavor of success.

Thunderous roars echoed continuously in the meditation room, like gods beating drums or celestial kings forging armies, bursting forth with the most brilliant radiance of life.

In the evening, Su Ming calmly walked out of the cultivation room, where blood was faintly visible.

"You're done cultivating? It's getting late, and we don't have time to make dinner. Let's go to the dining hall for dinner." Su Xuan'er leaned lazily against the railing, her graceful figure captivating. She turned and smiled as she saw her younger brother come out.

"Hmm." Su Ming's mind was still in pain and torment, but seeing his sister, he still mustered his spirits and showed a bright smile.

He knew he couldn't let his sister find out about this, otherwise Su Xuan'er would definitely object strongly, which was too dangerous.

"Let's go." Su Xuan'er naturally put her arm around her younger brother's shoulder and pulled him into her arms.

Su Ming was forced to press close to his sister's supple and voluptuous body, and the faint fragrance soothed his mind.

The boy secretly glanced at the tall older sister beside him, thinking that once he perfected the Tiger Leopard Thunder Breathing Technique, he would pass it on to Su Xuan'er along with the Ice Heart Technique. Well, he meant that he obtained it from a tomb he passed by on his way to the academy.

Unfortunately, the Bull Demon Mighty Fist and Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist are ineffective against Su Xuan'er, but the Ruler of the World technique can be considered, but it requires Elder Mu's approval.

After Qianxiu became the ruler of the world, Su Ming finally understood why so few people knew this kind of universal template-style battle strategy. Its threshold was quite high, requiring not only a strong physique but also extremely high mental cultivation or spiritual power.

Only those who possess twin martial souls, representing spirit and power respectively, like Huo Yuhao, can achieve mastery at the low-cost Soul Master stage.

After dinner, Xianlin'er took him to the training ground and began teaching him the [Disintegration] trait of the wind element.

Strictly speaking, Xian Lin'er is Su Ming's true master, while Elder Mu is merely a teacher who wanted to guide him out of interest.

"Because my special wind element is a characteristic of my martial soul, I wasn't sure if I could pass this ability on to you. It wasn't until I advanced to the Title Douluo level that I began to reconstruct this unique wind element, which can be considered a bit of insight."

"Since you want to learn, I will pass on all my insights to you. Whether you can learn it or not depends on your comprehension."

Xian Lin'er wore a white court dress with gold trim, her hair neatly styled, exuding an air of elegance and nobility. She held up a ball of blazing blue flame in her fair hand, the terrifying heat distorting the air.

Su Ming, with his sharp eyes, saw through the fact that the ball of blue flame was actually a high-speed rotating, cutting storm. The high temperature generated by its friction with the air mixed with the wind to produce the blue flame.

The principle seems simple: friction generates heat. Wind is an airflow, and the friction between countless airflows can instantly generate temperatures even higher than the sun.

The term "fracture" alone cannot fully encompass the characteristics of this wind attribute.

Seeing this, Su Ming suddenly remembered a certain reincarnation master mentioning the evil god [Atmosphere] in the world of [Burning Steel Soul] during a casual conversation.

His body was composed entirely of a rapidly rotating mass of gas, enormous in size, which cast endless shadows as it roamed the sea of ​​stars, instantly obliterating vast galaxies, extinguishing countless stars, and causing endless civilizations to fall into the abyss.

It unleashed a violent solar storm that swept into the depths of space, burning countless stars. Its power was very similar to the wind attribute of the Celestial Flame Dragon.

Therefore, even with ordinary abilities, if one's strength reaches a certain level, one can still destroy the world.

Of course, you can forget about a world like Douluo Continent, but this ability is indeed quite good and full of potential.

"Let me try controlling your wind element first, and then I'll give you some pointers once you get a feel for it." Xian Lin'er put one hand on Su Ming's shoulder.

Martial Soul Possession! Her body suddenly grew to two meters tall, covered with cyan dragon scales, her tall and voluptuous figure, her majestic and heavy aura pressing down on Su Ming's heart like a towering Mount Tai.

Buzz!

Xian Lin'er's beautiful eyes shone with a blue light, and her jade hands shone with a blue light, gradually covering Su Ming's entire body.

The boy immediately felt a pure and heavy wind element soul power flow into his body. After merging with the Wind and Thunder Heavenly Will Soul Power in his dantian, part of his soul power suddenly became uncontrollable and its quality skyrocketed. His whole body was as brilliant as lapis lazuli and as heavy as mercury.

Oh oh oh!

Su Ming opened his palm, and a ball of brilliant blue flame appeared, stirring up waves of heat that rushed towards him, making his face appear somewhat red.

He carefully observed and understood the unique properties of this wind.

Su Ming had a foundation in [Thunderstorm], so he quickly got the hang of it and started trying it out.

The airflow was not dense enough at the beginning, and the heat generated by the friction between them was less than 40 degrees Celsius.

"Okay, that's enough for tonight," Xian Lin'er reminded the young man as it grew dark.