The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

"Wait a minute..." a teacher in the front row suddenly shouted, "I have something to say."

Su Ming's spirits lifted, knowing that those people were getting restless. He looked down at them with a cold gaze.

A man with a square face, who looked to be in his fifties, stood up. He had a calm and composed demeanor, like a highly respected old teacher.

"Mr. Zheng, what do you want to say?" Xian Lin'er asked calmly, looking down at him.

The old teacher began with an air of agreement: "Ahem, I wholeheartedly agree with Su Xuan'er joining the Sea God Pavilion. She's young and promising, deserving of a seat, and I unconditionally support the Sea God Pavilion meeting, but..."

Then he changed the subject: "Entering the Pavilion requires making significant contributions to the academy, and I have some doubts about her contributions. It seems that apart from winning the Soul Battle Tournament that year, she hasn't made any other contributions. It's hard to convince everyone."

After saying that, Elder Zheng looked at Su Xuan'er kindly and said, "Of course, I am not against it, but I have a suggestion that will make your entry into the cabinet more legitimate, and the students and teachers of the academy will be convinced."

"Oh? What suggestions do you have?" Su Xuan'er's lips curled up slightly. She recognized this "teacher"—a commoner who had stayed at Shrek Academy as a teacher after graduating, and whose students had spread all over the world for decades.

Of course, the problem lies in the fact that they received funding from nobles from the moment they enrolled, and gradually became representatives of the nobles' interests. They formed cliques within the academy and treated noble students and commoner students completely differently, even praising one while belittling the other, sacrificing the resources of the commoners to supply the nobles.

In the end, all those who succeeded were nobles, while the commoners under his rule faded into obscurity.

Su Xuan'er couldn't stand his attitude back then, which led to a significant conflict with him.

"A suggestion that would benefit both the academy and your chamber of commerce," Old Zheng revealed his true intentions: "For example, you could make your martial arts-related research publicly available to the academy. This would be enough for your contribution, and it would also improve the academy's teaching materials."

As he spoke, he deliberately looked at Xian Lin'er and the others, and when he found that the elders did not object, his face lit up with joy.

Su Xuan'er smiled and said slowly, "What if I don't want to?"

"Ah, why do you refuse?" Old Zheng feigned surprise and asked in quick succession, "Didn't you graduate from the academy? The academy has shown you such great kindness in raising you, and now there is an opportunity to improve the academy's overall teaching level, why are you unwilling?"

"Are all the students raised by the academy ungrateful wretches?" he asked in a deafening voice.

Su Ming, standing to the side, grumbled, "You really can't underestimate the methods of people from other worlds. First, they firmly stand on the side of the academy and do not oppose the Sea God Pavilion's decision. Then they occupy the moral high ground and frantically label people. Their moral blackmail is top-notch."

The students in the audience gradually became agitated and started discussing the matter.

A cold snort followed, then a series of cracking sounds. The burly young men in black on the right rubbed their fists together, all looking at the side with hostile eyes.

The initial murmurs among the group gradually subsided, eventually fading into silence as they could only watch the situation with resentful expressions.

There was no other way; we were terrified of being beaten.

Faced with moral pressure, Su Xuan'er still casually replied, "What if I still refuse?"

Chapter 133 Deterrence

"Unwilling?" Old Zheng said in a deep voice. He wanted to laugh in his heart. He looked around and gradually saw that one by one, the senior teachers who were Soul Emperors and Soul Saints stood up.

He laughed triumphantly, "Su Xuan'er, it's not just your juniors who are indignant, even we, the hardworking teachers, can't stand it. We educate and nurture people, yet we're not as good as a young girl like you. We're not against you joining the cabinet, we've just decided your contributions aren't enough. We're kindly giving you suggestions, and if you don't accept that..."

"It's better if Shrek doesn't stay!" Old Zheng scolded.

The twenty-odd teachers behind him remained silent, an invisible pressure looming over the stage.

This is a coup!

The fact that the four deans on stage did not react at all only emboldened certain forces.

Some of the noble students in the audience became excited, while the commoner students looked rather grim.

Su Xuan'er suddenly chuckled. She raised her jade hand and grasped a golden-red holy sword covered with intricate and exquisite patterns. With a sudden swing, she unleashed a continuous crimson glow, and a fierce sea of ​​swords swept towards Elder Zheng.

The old man's expression shifted, his body radiating a pale green light, and a pair of long, narrow wings, white mixed with emerald green, unfurled behind him. He took to the air, attempting to dodge the thick, crimson sword energy that swept through the sky.

A martial spirit possesses a jade-white crane!

"Are you crazy? You dare to attack a teacher without regard for the academy's rules!" Old Man Zheng roared. He decisively unleashed his Martial Soul True Form, and a slender and graceful emerald-white crane appeared in the sky.

The crane's long, narrow wingspan extends for over ten feet, and as it flaps its wings, it scatters specks of shimmering, emerald-white light.

But the endless crimson clouds, like a toppled curtain, will inevitably cover the ethereal white cranes shrouded in mist.

cracking!

The crane cried out in anguish, its blood splattering out like meteorites crashing into the wide center of the arena. A large crater appeared, and countless cracks spread out like a spider web, causing the ground to tremble violently.

Dust billowed up, and the more than twenty teachers present watched in shock.

Old Zheng's blood-covered figure emerged from the deep pit as he struggled.

"You seem to have forgotten one thing." Su Xuan'er arrived, her moon-white dress flowing, with crystal petals fluttering around her. She looked down at everyone with unparalleled elegance and said, "In this world, the strong are respected. Even if you were all tied up, you wouldn't be enough for me to kill alone."

"You dare to defy the world..." someone was about to shout.

Before he could finish speaking, Su Xuan'er struck him with her sword, severing him from his body, leaving him lying alongside Old Zheng's corpse.

The other twenty-odd teachers, who represented the interests of the nobility, were immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

Even then, the four deans on the stage remained silent, as if they were deaf and blind.

"Fight her! She has no intention of letting us go!" someone roared, using their Martial Soul True Form to lead the charge.

The scene was magnificent and astonishing, with multicolored light covering the sky. Various sacred beasts and spirit beasts, as if emerging from ancient times, roared and attacked. One after another, divine weapons appeared, filling the void, and fiercely attacked the peerless beauty.

"What's wrong with attacking together? They're nothing but ants." Su Xuan'er looked down with the arrogance of a peerless goddess. She gently wielded her longsword, unleashing a sky full of crimson sword light that intertwined to form a majestic sea of ​​swords.

Clang!

Thick sword energies, as powerful as dragons, snaked through the sea of ​​clouds, filling the heavens and earth, striking the colossal creatures and massive ancient weapons with resounding clangs, as if trying to sever them from the mortal realm.

Rumble!

The twenty-odd Soul Saint teachers of the Sky Dome put up a fierce resistance, but were ultimately no match for them.

Su Xuan'er's sharpness was fully revealed; with a single sword strike, she swept away countless gods and demons, none of whom could withstand her attack.

"I want to join the cabinet. Who agrees? Who opposes me?" Su Xuan'er's black hair flew wildly as she looked down at the students below who were stunned.

Those teachers with ulterior motives were all severely injured and fell to the ground. They couldn't maintain their martial spirit possession and it seemed they would have to lie in bed for another year and a half.

"What you're doing won't convince the public," a noble student weakly replied.

Su Xuan'er glanced over coldly.

Suddenly, the people around the student scattered, leaving only his figure.

"You...you!" he cursed inwardly, pointing angrily at the motley crew of scoundrels and cronies around him!

Su Xuan'er moved gracefully, her face cold as she walked towards him. She grabbed the student's collar and said, "Does your family have some kind of secret technique? Hurry up and donate it to the academy."

The student was terrified, stammered, and even peed himself in the end.

Su Xuan'er threw him out with a look of disgust.

She looked around and saw that wherever she looked, students would retreat a dozen steps or so, shrinking back like ostriches, instantly clearing a large open space in the middle.

Su Ming swallowed hard, looking at his domineering and invincible sister, and recalling her charming and seductive manner at home, he was actually a little excited.

"Don't advise others to do good without knowing their own experiences," Su Xuan'er said in a deep voice. "You are all incredibly skilled at moral blackmail, but when it comes to your own contributions, you are extremely stingy."

"To put it bluntly, you are all a bunch of hypocrites. Martial arts is a secret technique of my Su family. We only teach it out of pity for those commoner soul masters who have been oppressed by you. Naturally, there are conditions for teaching it." She paused and said.

"If you're so envious, why don't you promote your own secret techniques? Why don't your families contribute various secret techniques to the academy?" Su Xuan'er angrily rebuked, "And now you're setting your sights on me?!"

"Hehe, are you resentful of being suppressed by commoners and think you only won by luck because of martial arts? Don't you also have secret techniques? Instead of practicing your own, you greedily covet our Su family's techniques."

"I will break the hands of anyone who has any ideas, and I will settle accounts with the families behind you." Su Xuan'er's last words were filled with murderous intent.

Then Su Xuan'er looked at the dozen or so teachers standing in the center of the training ground and said coldly, "And you, a bunch of disrespectful elders. I only spared your lives because of Shrek Academy."

"If there's a next time, it will be a life-or-death battle," she warned sternly.

In fact, from the moment the Mingxuan Chamber of Commerce began to expand like a snowball, it touched the interests of certain people. The emergence of martial arts was just a catalyst that eventually ignited the powder keg.

However, this battle gave Mingxuan Chamber of Commerce and Su Ming a precious period of development.

He single-handedly fought against dozens of Soul Saints, a feat that even ordinary Title Douluos lacked. This directly shattered the ulterior motives of certain powerful forces, making them truly regard the Su family as an equal to themselves.

In the midst of the chaos of the world, these kinds of things are inevitable.

What does it mean to be unworthy of one's position? Virtue refers to both ability and morality. If you do not have the ability to climb to a position that does not belong to you, you will be demoted by others sooner or later.

Su Ming had anticipated this turmoil in the "Desperate Situation" plan.

He was happy to share his martial arts with Shrek, but never under duress.

If martial arts are opened up under the pressure of those people, the students will not thank the Su family, but only those people.

Those people then took what belonged to others in order to win over the hearts of the common people.

To be honest, Shrek Academy's kindness in raising the siblings is immense, and they readily give away all sorts of top-tier soul bones. Therefore, Su Ming plans to find a suitable opportunity to pass on some martial arts techniques that don't involve the fundamentals to the academy.

By bringing the academy onto the path of martial arts, we can jointly promote the emergence of a new trend in martial arts and achieve mutual benefit.

After the farce ended, Su Xuan'er officially joined the cabinet, while the old teachers who represented the interests of the nobility were expelled from the academy.

Xianlin'er and the others considered it an internal purification for Shrek Academy.

As for whether this will lead to a shortage of teachers?

There's no need for that. With Shrek's reputation and its numerous successful students, all it takes is a word, and countless alumni will come to teach, bringing their own food.

Chapter 134 Treasure Appreciation Party

Sea God Pavilion Meeting

As the highest meeting of Shrek Academy, only the deans and vice-deans of the Martial Soul Department and Soul Guidance Department, as well as the elders of the Hall of Worship, are qualified to attend. Important decisions are made by voting.

At this moment, the main conference hall of the Sea God Pavilion was quiet. More than ten people sat around an oval table, and at the innermost seat of the table was a reclining chair, where Old Master Mu's weathered figure leaned against it.

The rest of the people sat on both sides, with Xian Lin'er and the others at the back, and Su Xuan'er at the very end.

"Everyone's here, let's start the meeting. Shao Zhe, you'll chair the meeting." A gentle voice rang out, its sound having a cleansing effect on the soul. Elder Mu, sitting at the head of the table, spoke.

"Alright, the first thing is about recruiting new teachers." Yan Shaozhe stood up and looked around at the elders.

It was Su Xuan'er's first time attending a meeting, and she listened silently without saying a word.

There's not much to say about newly recruited teachers; just follow the procedures. But the second thing has sparked quite a bit of controversy.

"No way, Yan Shaozhe, your Martial Soul Department is going too far. We already have Su Ming and Gu Yuena, isn't that enough? Our Soul Guidance Department finally produced Huo Yuhao, and now you want to take him away too?"

Xianlin'er reacted strongly.

“That makes sense, but I can’t bear to see such a promising talent like Extreme Ice wasted in the Soul Guidance Department, squandering his life,” Yan Shaozhe said with an embarrassed smile.