Superpowered Love Academy

"My idea is the idea of ​​the void. I think the void doesn't need stability."

Upon hearing this, Shen He looked up at Zuo Le. His decades of knowledge of psychic arts made him instinctively want to refute.

But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Okay, do it your way."

The two abandoned the strictness of traditional spirit communication rituals.

Instead, chaos and unbridled behavior prevailed.

This time, the spiritual power that Zuo Le attached to his fingertips was no longer pure; it was now filled with the power of the void. However, the trajectory of the spiritual power was still clean and efficient.

Purple array patterns began to appear.

Zuo Le calmly pressed down his palm, and the spatial rift in the center of the array silently opened.

The chaotic void energy surged for a moment, but was suppressed by Zuo Le himself. This scene caught Shen He's attention.

But this meticulous teacher said nothing.

Squeak! ~

The next moment, a monster slightly larger than a duck egg, with one eye and one tail, crawled out of it.

It looked around and suddenly turned to Zuo Le.

It raised its head and suddenly opened its mouth wide!

hiss! ~

The roar wasn't sharp, but it was filled with violent and insane emotions.

Zuo Le remained silent, but Shen He suddenly made a move.

All I could see was a basket held by his ten fingers.

The spectral creature behind it instantly released its psionic energy, a ball of blue energy enveloping the void creature. But like a trapped beast, it struggled against the spectral's psionic restraints.

However, the vast disparity in strength between the two sides rendered this struggle meaningless.

Shen He grabbed the Void Beast, bypassed Zuo Le who was still standing there, and walked straight towards his daughter.

These few short steps felt like an endless staircase leading to hell.

When Shen He finally stood in front of his silent daughter and reached out his hand, the little girl, who had been curled up, gradually straightened her back and slowly turned her head.

His eyes, hidden beneath the bandages, were fixed on what Shen He was holding.

She suddenly opened her mouth and bit down on Shen He's hand, simultaneously biting down on the Void Beast in Shen He's hand.

Then, with a forceful tug, it tore apart Shen He's fingers and snatched the Void Beast from his palm.

A six- or seven-year-old child simply cannot swallow this thing whole.

She finally got to work, tearing at the Void Beast's body and biting off its head.

Both Shen He and Zuo Le stood silently, because the room was quiet enough that they could even hear the sounds of muscles tearing and bones being crushed.

Also, chewing and swallowing.

The mournful cries of the Void Beasts still echoed faintly in the room.

But no one commented on it.

Chapter 67 Right and Wrong: That's What Makes Life So fascinating.

Shen He remained silent because of his guilt over violating the Three Precepts.

Zuo Le remained silent simply because he had nothing to say.

What could he say?

You're saying your daughter is actually a monster?

Does right and wrong matter?

If the world were governed by right and wrong, it might have been at peace long ago.

Moreover, what the world considers right is not the result Shen He wants.

He helped Zuo Le because...

He wanted his daughter to live; that was the real result.

Zuo Le didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong, nor did he know how many rules he had broken, but as long as Shen He asked, he would definitely help.

……

The Void Beast was small, so the biting didn't last long.

Shen Yuesheng knelt on the bed, his arms wrapped around his waist, his eyes revealing a satisfaction that reached his very soul, as if a long-cherished wish had finally been fulfilled.

She trembled with excitement, savoring the moment, then came to her senses.

Only after he calmed down did he turn his head to look at Shen He.

"dad."

Her voice was noticeably broken, yet it was so clear and resonant in the room.

That one sound alone pierced through everything about Shen He.

It gave meaning to the precepts and vows he broke.

"Yuesheng..."

Shen He walked over and hugged the girl, whose body was covered in bandages. Tears that had been dormant for many years burst forth at that moment.

Zuo Le had no intention of continuing to disrupt their family time.

He picked up the book "Dangerous Things" that Shen He had placed on the table and greeted the teacher in the room:

"Teacher, I'm leaving."

Shen He released his embrace, turned to look at Zuo Le, and naturally saw that Zuo Le had picked up "Dangerous Things".

He knew, of course, that once Zuo Le took the book, it might be the beginning of a disaster.

But he had no other choice.

To achieve a certain result, you have to give something in return.

As Zuo Le's mentor, Shen He knew better than anyone that Zuo Le had already touched the forbidden door.

He has no right to criticize his disciples, because he himself is despicable.

Today, Zuo Le's wish has come true.

So Shen He didn't stop him, but simply nodded with a slightly heavy expression:

"Zuo Le, I hope this book is a good start for you."

"Yes, teacher."

Zuo Le held "Dangerous Things" and didn't look back at the father and daughter.

He walked to the door, pushed it open a crack, and let the air from the corridor flow in, clashing with the smells inside the room.

It was as if his actions at that moment had given the room a new life.

Zuo Le's fingers rested on the doorknob for two seconds. Before the door closed, he looked back one last time.

A gentle afternoon breeze blew through the corridor. Zuo Le lit a cigarette, took a drag, and cleared the smell of herbs and decay from his nostrils.

No one dares to say their life is easy, but that's what makes life so fascinating.

……

After leaving, Zuo Le headed towards the Martial Arts Academy.

However, he didn't walk very fast; on the way, he had already opened the forbidden book, "Dangerous Things."

Zuo Le didn't think that reading a book required hiding it.

If he sees someone carrying a book on the street, he will only have two thoughts.

First, this person is extremely pretentious.

Second, this person is exceptionally studious.

Coincidentally, he felt that he was a particularly pretentious and studious person.

Zuo Le turned to the title page, where someone had left some words, perhaps a psychic's reflections on life?

Le looked down, but he sensed something was wrong...

The Holy Light is never wrong; it is the hand that holds the Light that is wrong.

The Holy Light is always right, so if the path of the Holy Light goes astray, it is because the person walking that path is wrong.

The holy light flows from my hands; if it is wrong, then I am wrong.

It's always about quotas, seats, and the next election. The Holy Light is still there, but those who hold it are corrupt.

If something seems too good to be true, it must be a real lie.

These handwritings all belong to the same person, but the ink colors are different, suggesting they were written at different times.

At the end of the title page, the author's name was written.

Cen Jinshan

"Cen Jinshan?"

Zuo Le is Shen He's teaching assistant. He knows Shen He's handwriting very well, and it is completely different from the one shown here.

Therefore, the name 'Cen Jinshan' should not be a pen name.

Clearly, this book originally belonged to someone else, but it eventually ended up in Shen He's hands.

Turn to the first page.

Several insect-like side-section illustrations almost fill the entire page.

Some of them have slender bodies, six pairs of legs with hooked ends, some have no eye sockets on their heads, and others have only a ring of fine tentacles curling outwards from around their mouthparts.

There are annotations next to it.

Void tapeworm, Void beetle, Void worm, Void split-mouth worm

[A relatively common type of Void Insect, with no level requirement]

[Preference: Spiritual Power]

Even without a level, it possesses the ferocious characteristics of a void creature and is extremely sensitive to fluctuations in spiritual energy. It prefers to feed on pure spiritual energy, and its tentacles will deflect towards the energy source when it approaches it.

[Individual strength is extremely low, but it possesses powerful teeth, enough to threaten ordinary humans.]

After reading it, Zuo Le realized that the insects that appeared during his last subspace summon were very similar to the [Void Elytra], and should be the same type of creature.

Zuo Le wasn't surprised by the similarity between the two pages. Instead, he returned to the title page and took another look.

"Is the one researching these things a Lightbearer?"

He quickly flipped through the pages, finding detailed information about the organisms on almost every page.

Voidfly, Fissure Maggot, Echo Moth, Radiant Crab, Prism Jellyfish, Twisted Hound, Withering Serpent

[Rift Reaper] [Stardust Beast Lava]...

Some of them are Void creatures, but some are not.

We've come all the way to page 39.

The illustrations on this page are completely different from those on the previous pages.

The paper is covered with a blurry charcoal sketch, its shape uncertain, its edges constantly blurring outwards, as if someone was drawing and erasing at the same time.

[Echoes from the deep swamp, lacking fixed spiritual energy characteristics, making it impossible to define their level]

[Preference: Pain]

[Only four observation records exist, each with a different appearance, suggesting the release of the abyssal swamp to create the appearance of the final prey as bait.]

[Unable to be identified by standard detection methods. If encountered, the advice is: do not approach, do not make eye contact, and do not attempt to communicate.]