The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

Now that this road is blocked, He Caitou must be feeling quite desperate.

At this point, Su Ming could take advantage of the situation.

"You little scumbag, go to sleep." Su Xuan'er woke up her dazed younger brother in an annoyed tone.

She stretched out her jade-like arms and wrapped them around Su Ming's neck, her pretty face charming. She pulled her younger brother into her arms, turned off the light, turned over, and covered herself with the quilt in one smooth motion.

"Mmm. Sister, please don't..."

Su Mingcai then realized his sister's true purpose in coming to see him.

Chapter 129 The New Semester.

The young man woke up early and glanced down at the mature woman sleeping soundly beside him. Her voluptuous body was disheveled, her beautiful face was flushed, and her full chest rose and fell with her breath, making her look charming and alluring.

Su Ming thought to himself, "If my sister were like this every day, how long could I hold back?"

He shook his head, quietly got up and slipped away. He hadn't even become a true god; how could he start a family?

Su Ming harbored ambitions, wanting Su Xuan'er to become a god along with him and enjoy eternal life.

Chapter 130 Stealing Knowledge

The siblings returned to their home on Poseidon Island.

While his sister was taking a shower, Su Ming slipped out for some fresh air and ran towards the dormitory of the outer college.

Inside the room, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and a cloud of white steam billowed out, filling the bedroom with a mixture of steam and fragrance.

Su Xuan'er's voluptuous and mature body was covered only by a thin bath towel. Her skin was snow-white and translucent, with a rosy glow that was exceptionally alluring. She looked at the empty bedroom and sighed softly.

Walking along the tree-lined path, Su Ming saw the dormitory building right in front of him.

Then a handsome young man with pink and blue hair rushed towards him. Just as he was about to pass by, he looked up at Tang Wutong, who immediately stopped, grabbed Su Ming with both hands, and asked anxiously:

"Su Ming, you're Huo Yuhao's friend, you must know where he is, right?"

Su Ming was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then immediately understood what was going on, and sighed inwardly that the gears of fate had already begun to turn.

Of course, he remained cautious and said, "I'm not sure. Huo Yuhao didn't contact me during the summer vacation. What's wrong?"

Tang Wutong's expression changed, and she became even more worried. She was so anxious that she almost cried out, "Huo Yuhao is missing. He hasn't come to school since it started."

Su Ming yawned and said, "It's only the first day of school. Maybe other people live far away."

Tang Wutong was taken aback, but after thinking about it, she realized it made sense and calmed down.

"A day apart feels like three autumns, you two, tsk tsk tsk..." Su Ming rarely had the chance to tease Tang San's daughter.

The pink-and-blue-haired boy blushed, wanting to teach him a lesson, but then realized he was no match for him and could only hold back, feeling incredibly annoyed.

"I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to go and inform Teacher Zhou first." Tang Wutong snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Su Ming watched her departing figure, shook his head, and having obtained the information he wanted, he had no interest in going into the dormitory.

As expected, Huo Yuhao should be absorbing the essence of the Ice Emperor at this moment.

"Ultimate Ice, hopefully it will bring some fun." Su Ming pondered, then turned and headed towards the Chamber of Commerce's headquarters outside the academy.

A spacious training ground, surrounded by high walls, is where groups of young people are honing their physiques using various equipment. They are drenched in sweat as they throw punches, exuding a philosophical atmosphere.

Su Ming walked in from the front, and everyone who saw him was astonished. They clasped their hands and respectfully greeted him as "Master Su," and then silently picked up the boulder in their hands.

Although these young men were about the same age as him, he was a master because of his extraordinary strength, which naturally earned him the deep respect of his students.

Su Ming simply nodded in response.

The civilians involved in the "Desperate Path" project numbered about three or four hundred. He had personally imparted his skills to almost every one of them, cleansing their bodies with his qi and blood ripples. He knew their names and martial spirits by heart.

After all, they are the core team, so we can't be careless.

Of course, supporting 300 people is very expensive. The daily meat and medicinal herbs for martial arts training cost money like water. Fortunately, my sister's business guild is excellent at making money, so this expense is nothing. Moreover, the return period will come in three years. Two years of free work will save enough manpower to break even.

Su Ming walked into the courtyard and saw a library with several bookshelves arranged in different categories, but there weren't many books on them.

The Martial Arts Pavilion was a special space he set up to display martial arts techniques.

These are all second-rate martial arts. The fundamental techniques like the Wild Bull Strength have always been in Su Ming's mind. Others just follow the energy and blood flow routes he pointed out and practice hard, only knowing the empty shell.

As the saying goes, true martial arts transmission requires personal instruction and guidance in applying one's own strength.

"Brother Ming, you're here!" A teenager with narrow eyes stood up at a table outside the library and exclaimed in surprise.

"You are..." Su Ming paused for a moment, then recognized her after a closer look: "Le Yu?"

He almost didn't recognize him; the difference was astonishing. Back in the freshman elimination rounds, he was a skinny, weak boy, but now he was all muscle.

"Are you on duty at the Martial Arts Pavilion today?" Su Ming asked expressionlessly, glancing around the pavilion.

"Hehe, yeah, anyway, I had nothing to do since school just started, so I just happened to be on duty and came to keep an eye on things." Le Yu scratched his head and chuckled.

Su Ming seemed to be deep in thought. He was the one who decided to have the martial arts pavilion staff take turns in charge. He had learned some rules during his years at Maoshan, and the position of librarian was the best for training people.

Every day, he had to clean, maintain, and categorize the books. He even had to stop unruly individuals from forcibly learning martial arts. He was both literate and skilled in martial arts, which was crucial in cultivating a strong interest in martial arts.

"Your cultivation is not bad, you're already at level twenty-nine. To graduate from the outer academy, you need at least the Soul Master level. You might even be able to advance to Soul King before graduation and enter the inner academy," Su Ming praised.

"It's alright, all thanks to Brother Ming." He said gratefully. Since he started practicing martial arts, his back no longer aches, his legs are much more agile, and most importantly, he clearly feels that his cultivation efficiency has improved a lot. After his physical fitness improved, his beast martial soul's combat power is formidable.

"Well, you've misjudged me today," Su Ming said abruptly, then suddenly punched the wall into the air.

Boom!

A loud bang was heard, followed by the sound of fists colliding.

"Hmm!" A muffled groan rang out, and the walls of the library distorted and twisted, revealing the figure of a silver-haired girl. She staggered back a few steps and bumped into the wall behind her.

Without any hesitation, Su Ming raised his foot and delivered a heavy leg whip kick, fiercely kicking down from above.

Rumble!

The earth trembled violently, and the dark walls of the library collapsed with a crash. The beautiful girl flashed a silver light and narrowly avoided the collapse.

Le Yu was completely stunned. When he came to his senses, he stared in shock at the collapsed wall, opened his mouth but was speechless. He knew that the walls of the Martial Arts Pavilion were thickened and reinforced, built to the standard of being indestructible and capable of lasting for thousands of years.

Now, under Su Ming's feet, the project has become a shoddy mess.

Su Ming's expression was cold and stern. A purple soul ring flashed and disappeared, and a silver crown of light rippled in the air. He instantly appeared a hundred meters away and swung his fist to punch Gu Yuena's pretty face.

The silver-haired girl raised her arm to block, and the two exchanged more than a dozen punches. Su Ming exhaled a white streak, silver frost like a sword, and slashed towards Gu Yuena.

Bang bang bang!

Gu Yuena tilted her head, and the white mist flashed by, like a dragon swimming, flying dozens of feet before slowly dissipating.

She only took a few punches before feeling her blood surging, almost losing control of herself. Moreover, her fair arms were covered in bruises, which horrified her. She cried out for a stop.

"Wait, Su Ming, I was wrong!"

The boy remained silent, then quickly kicked out several times, sending Gu Yuena flying backward and coughing up blood before stopping.

Su Ming stood in the center of the training ground and said coldly, "Stealing other people's martial arts, crippling you is not excessive."

He had just realized that the opponent's style resembled several martial arts styles, such as Snake Fist and Eagle Claw.

Of course, with physical abilities at Gu Yuena's level, this kind of mediocre martial arts is at most icing on the cake, only making her punches and kicks a little more organized.

At this moment, everyone in the training ground was stunned and began to gather around in twos and threes.

Su Ming frowned, stepped forward, picked up the girl who was panting from the beating, and in a few leaps, put her down in a quiet place, as if to save Gu Yuena some face.

"Cough cough, when did you become so strong?" Gu Yuena's face was shocked; she couldn't even withstand more than a dozen punches from Su Ming.

Su Ming's lips curled up slightly as he said, "I've become a Soul King."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena fell silent. She always suspected that Su Ming was a transformed soul beast, and that his cultivation speed was even faster than hers, a reincarnation of a true god.

"Speak up, what's the matter with you having nothing better to do than come here and steal my martial arts skills?" Su Ming looked down at the girl and questioned her.

Upon hearing this, the Silver Dragon King was embarrassed. She was eager to learn Su Ming's martial arts and thought it was the way out for the soul beast race, which was why she resorted to this desperate measure.

It turned out that the so-called martial arts pavilion only contained second-rate martial arts techniques, and when asked, the students couldn't even teach the techniques they practiced to others.

"I'm sorry, I want to learn martial arts, and I will pay the price," Gu Yuena thought for a moment and decided to be honest.

She realized that Su Ming wouldn't be able to learn martial arts without asking him.

"Oh~" Su Ming said meaningfully. He was also envious of Gu Yuena's use of soul magic. The invisibility she created using light and dark elements had almost fooled him.

He made up his mind and planned to use martial arts as bait to trick Gu Yuena into joining his forces.

Chapter 131 Undercurrents

Of course, Su Ming also considered that Gu Yuena's identity was special, and it was impossible to impart all of her martial arts skills. Moreover, the time was not yet right, and the Soul Art Research Academy was still nowhere to be seen.

Su Ming said coldly, "Don't change the subject. What about the fact that you stole my martial arts secrets?"

Knowing she was in the wrong, Gu Yuena said boldly, "Just tell me how much."

“This number,” Su Ming said, holding up two fingers.

"Twenty thousand gold coins?! Don't go too far." Gu Yuena said with a displeased expression.

“No.” Su Ming shook his head and said, “They are two soul bones, both of the thousand-year level.”

"Are you kidding me?" Gu Yuena's eyes widened, her chest heaving with anger. After a year in human society, she was no longer the innocent Little Dragon Girl.

Soul bones are strategic items for humans, and their value cannot be measured in gold coins. Especially for her, providing humans with a large number of soul bones is tantamount to aiding the enemy.

"What? You disagree? Then you should know the importance of secret techniques to a power or a family. With your act of stealing, at best your cultivation will be ruined, at worst you will be beaten to death."

Su Ming pursed his lips.

At this point, Gu Yuena couldn't help but say angrily, "You still have the nerve to say that? These martial arts are useless to me, what kind of secret techniques are they?"

"What, trying to renege on your debt? You said the martial arts are mine, right?" Su Ming had finally caught Gu Yuena by the tail, so of course he wanted to squeeze something good out of her.

Then he pretended to look at the girl with ill intent and said, "I think you are quite pretty, and I am reluctant to part with you. How about you stay and be my tea-serving maid as compensation?"

Gu Yuena's expression changed slightly. Comparing the current difference in strength between the two, she held back and was eager to break the seal a little bit. She had to reach the Soul King level as soon as possible, otherwise she would have to be inferior to this guy in the future.

"I'm in the wrong here. It's just two soul bones, I'll give them to you!" Gu Yuena said through gritted teeth.