The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

But when he looked at the two pairs of socks in his pocket, he felt worried.

"That concludes today's training. You may all disband," Elder Xuan said, waving his hand dismissively.

Everyone dispersed. Chen Zifeng was the worst off in Su Ming's team. There were four girls in his team, and the men on the other side were too embarrassed to ask the girls to wash socks, so they all left it to Chen Zifeng.

Su Ming shrugged and left the training ground.

Back home, my sister was humming a song while cooking, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"What's wrong? How was your day?" Su Xuan'er keenly noticed that her younger brother seemed a little down.

Su Ming hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

The gentle woman tossed her long hair aside, not pressing for further questions. She served the food and placed it on the table, then took off her apron and said softly to her younger brother, "Wash your hands, time to eat."

The siblings sat facing each other and enjoyed a simple lunch together in a warm and familiar way.

Then the two of them each began to meditate and cultivate.

For some reason, Su Ming felt relieved. To avoid his sister seeing it, he decided to secretly wash the two pairs of socks after Su Xuan'er fell asleep at night.

The matter was thus resolved, but Su Ming was spurred on and became even more determined. In the subsequent training matches, he would not lose a single match and would become a godlike player!

Old Yi was still obsessed with researching runes and determined to develop artificial soul bones.

In the world of Throne of Seals, soul bones should be considered equipment. Since soul tools can be made, why can't soul bones be made artificially?

Su Ming also followed Elder Yi to learn various runes and even necromancy. His idea was simple: to use these basic runes that conformed to the rules of Douluo Continent to reconstruct Maoshan Taoist arts.

Ultimately, this led to the formation of the Soul Arts system in the Douluo Continent version.

It's a bit of a pity that the pitch-black giant egg on the spiritual sea has not yet been formed. Without the Necromancer Saint God Martial Soul as a medium, necromancy cannot be cast for the time being.

Before long, the sky darkened and became deep.

After his sister finished showering and went to bed, Su Ming secretly slipped out of the room, went to the balcony, and took out two pairs of socks to wash.

Just to be on the safe side, he not only didn't turn on the lights, but also used his newly developed wind-attribute soul technique—[Breath Holding Technique]—to temporarily create a silent field where sound could not travel through the air.

Su Ming took out a pair of white stockings and a pair of black stockings from his pocket. He didn't seem to mind them at all, nor did he have any strange thoughts.

Soak it directly in a basin, add some soap and rub it by hand.

Ah, the warm and smooth feel of it.

Su Ming rubbed vigorously, as if venting his frustration.

"Amin, what are you doing so late?" Suddenly, a soft, sleepy female voice rang out.

The boy's body stiffened, and he mechanically turned his head little by little.

The older sister's bright red nightgown accentuated her soft, voluptuous figure, making her stand out even in the dark.

Su Xuan'er's beautiful eyes were filled with a layer of watery mist, her stunning appearance looking tired, and a few strands of messy black hair stuck to her fair face. She had gotten up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, but she vaguely sensed that someone was on the balcony.

So she went over to investigate and found that her son was not sleeping and was doing something here.

"It's so late, and the lights aren't on." Su Xuan'er groped for the switch on the lighting soul tool next to her, and with a 'click', the surroundings were illuminated.

Su Ming didn't even have time to stop it before he met his demise.

The older sister covered her mouth with her slender, jade-like hand, preparing to yawn, but froze upon seeing the scene before her.

Su Xuan'er immediately sobered up. She glanced at the black stockings and pure white stockings in the sink, her chest heaving.

She imagined a quiet night when her younger brother, unable to bear the loneliness, would steal women's items from who-knows-where...

Just thinking about this scene made Su Xuan'er furious. In what way was she inferior to this mere inanimate object? Not only was she warm to the touch, but she could also move, and even make noise if stimulated slightly.

"Sister, let me explain..." Su Ming struggled like a salted fish that hadn't been dried.

When others are numb, why does the older sister always find out when she tries to cover it up with good intentions?

Su Xuan'er pursed her lips, her eyes filled with pity. She gently squatted down, stretched out her slender arms to hug her little brother's head, and said softly, "It's my fault, I've made you suffer."

Su Ming sensed something was wrong and felt an increasingly suffocating softness; his face flushed slightly.

"Can you feel it?" she said gently, biting her younger brother's ear as she looked down.

“Wh...what?” Su Ming stammered.

"Sister's love is truly unbearable, but I don't mind," she said softly, her voice full of allure.

The siblings hugged each other tighter, and Su Ming felt both comfortable and uneasy.

The boy tried to explain, "Wait! Sister, listen to me. I lost my training match today, and as punishment, I have to wash the other person's socks."

Su Xuan'er's pretty face softened even more. She held her younger brother's hand with her slender, jade-like hand and comforted him, saying, "Puberty is normal. Don't explain anymore, I understand."

“These black stockings belong to Sister Tao,” Su Ming said abruptly, betraying her.

After these words were spoken, the siblings fell silent.

"It's her, those white ones." Su Xuan'er's voice was slightly cold. She suddenly realized that this was indeed something Ma Xiaotao was capable of doing.

"Gu Yuena's," Su Ming replied honestly.

The mature woman remained still, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. The young man sensed this directly and dared not provoke his sister, who was in a bad mood.

"Sister, this is just a normal punishment. There are always winners and losers in a battle," Su Ming comforted her.

Su Xuan'er looked down at her younger brother in her arms, pursed her lips, and felt helpless.

This kid is too naive. What woman would willingly let a boy wash her socks unless she had ulterior motives?

"Hmph, since it's Elder Xuan's rule, I'll let it go this time. Just let me know next time, and I'll help you wash," Su Xuan'er snorted.

Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he had managed to get away with it this time.

The gentle woman stood up, stroked her chin, looked at her younger brother, and suddenly said, "By the way, since you've already washed, why don't you wash me too?"

Su Xuan'er turned around and went back to the bathroom to take out a set of her own clothes from the old clothes basket and threw them into Su Ming's laundry tub.

Su Ming was completely bewildered. Looking at the purple fabric, he blushed.

There's no other way; I have to finish the job, even if it's painful.

Silent all night.

The boy eagerly walked into the training field in the morning; he was determined to regain his dignity today!

Chapter 149 Shrek Inspection Team

"How is it? Is everything clean?" Gu Yuena asked, extending her hand with a cold expression.

Reluctantly, Su Ming took a pair of white stockings out of his pocket and handed them to the girl.

"You didn't use it for anything strange, did you?" Gu Yuena asked Su Ming suspiciously.

Su Ming was immediately annoyed: "What kind of look is that? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"And..." The boy blushed and remained silent, as if he had just thought of something.

Gu Yuena, seeing Su Ming's exquisite appearance, decided to believe him for the time being.

"Good morning." In the distance, a red-haired mature woman walked over with a smile, looking dashing and heroic. She pulled Su Ming to a corner.

"So, did you use my stockings to do anything naughty?" she asked, blinking her big, alluring eyes.

"You seem to really want me to use it for bad things?" Su Ming said speechlessly.

“Yes.” Ma Xiaotao actually nodded.

"Here you go. You didn't do anything. I'll never lose again." Su Ming said irritably, pulling out a black stocking and throwing it at the red-haired woman.

Elder Xuan had already entered the arena. He looked at the group of geniuses with schadenfreude and said, "Good morning. How are you? The losers from yesterday are quite unwilling to accept it, aren't they? Washing your stinky socks."

"If you don't want to be embarrassed again, then show some fighting spirit and defeat them," he suddenly said seriously.

Su Ming was in a daze, and at this moment he didn't feel particularly embarrassed.

At least Gu Yuena and Ma Xiaotao's socks didn't smell too bad.

“I will gradually increase the training volume. If you can’t adapt… hehe, there are a lot of people below you waiting to take your place.” Elder Xuan sternly swept his gaze across the crowd.

He was actually quite satisfied with these kids. Yesterday's battle had surprised him many times, including the power of the Extreme Ice, the synergistic amplification, and Su Ming's supreme combat power.

Master Xuan even dared to shout out that classic slogan.

"Shrek Champions!"

In the days that followed, Su Ming and the others would conduct combat training in the mornings to hone their combat skills, and in the afternoons they would enter the academy's simulated environment to cultivate and improve their mastery of soul skills under the guidance of Elder Xuan.

During this period, Su Ming was deeply impressed by the strength of the inner court disciples. Almost everyone had their own unique skills, and they even managed to cause Su Ming to suffer unexpected losses.

Of course, Su Ming was always on the winning side. He had learned his lesson and cunningly pulled either Gu Yuena or Gongyang Mo to his side.

As for his own socks, Su Ming didn't wash them for that scheming red-haired older woman; he specifically gave them to Gu Yuena to wash.

Dai Yueheng was probably the most withdrawn of them all. In close combat, he had to face Su Ming every time, which made him suffer terribly. In the end, he had to ask his family and the academy for a top-grade ten-thousand-year soul bone to barely survive.

Later, Master Xuan realized that this wouldn't work; it wouldn't achieve high-quality training results at all.

Therefore, Gu Yuena and Gong Yangmo were limited to being on the same team, but this greatly reduced the options for choosing other players.

After careful consideration, Elder Xuan simply called upon the core disciples and even several senior female disciples of the inner court to participate in a training session.

Su Ming began to experience both wins and losses. After all, he was facing senior sisters with Soul Saint and Soul Douluo cultivation levels, so he inevitably felt immense pressure. Fortunately, his final results were fruitful.

He felt the pressure, and his mastery of Razer's breathing technique and soul arts gradually improved during the intense battles, becoming one with the others.

Su Ming had been struggling with the insufficient tempering effect of the Thunder Breathing Technique. Later, he drew inspiration from Elder Yi's runes and automatically constructed thunder runes every time he activated the breathing technique, which greatly amplified the current and enhanced the tempering effect.

Of course, it is not mature yet, and there are occasional setbacks and insufficient control over the force.

However, he was confident that this original technique would definitely stand at the pinnacle in the future.

Time flies, and more than twenty days have passed.

The Shrek Seven Devils and the fourteen substitutes stood in a row with serious expressions as Elder Xuan gave them a speech.

"In ten days, the All-Continent Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament will begin. You have all performed well and achieved remarkable results during this period," Elder Xuan praised to the group.

"Of course, there is one more thing before participating in the Soul Fighting Tournament." Then he changed the subject and said, "This is your final test and trial."

Su Ming's heart tightened upon hearing this, knowing that the event that led to the complete annihilation of the original Seven Devils had arrived. However, with him present this time, everyone would surely be unharmed.