Murder

There was a hint of ferocity in Lin Li's voice, which had always been calm and unruffled.

Yet the man ignored her completely, his tone carrying a trace of intoxicated fascination. "As expected of a beauty—even when you're angry, you're this beautiful."

Just as he was about to approach her, Lin Li let out an enraged roar. The Blood Fiend Demonic Phoenix instantly possessed her, and her aura surged sharply.

The man narrowed his eyes when he saw it. "So you're a soul master. No wonder you've got such a fiery temper! But I'm a soul master too!"

A spiked club instantly appeared in his hand. Three spirit rings—white, yellow, yellow—slowly revolved around him, and the overwhelming pressure of a three-ring Soul Elder flooded toward her like a raging torrent.

Lin Li's fury had reached its peak. The Blood Fiend Demonic Phoenix no longer concealed itself. Its feathers, black as ink, now glowed with an eerie dark crimson.

Her Blood Red eyes were no longer as cold and tranquil as usual. Instead, they carried the feeling of a beast choosing someone to devour. Her former aloof pride had become extreme bloodlust.

Two purple spirit rings slowly emerged around her. The aura released by each was like a violent hurricane, ruthlessly crushing the pressure brought by the other man's spirit rings.

As if unconsciously, Lin Li called out, "Abyssal Shadow Soul Devour, Blood Phoenix Falls on the Yellow Springs Road!"

In an instant, the man felt his breath catch. The originally tranquil emerald path had somehow turned into a living hell.

Countless dark black flames rose into the sky. At their peak, two demonic phoenixes stared coldly down at him.

Under their gaze, he felt his liver and gallbladder splitting apart. Not a shred of resistance could rise within him.

Lin Li said coldly, "Since you like it so much, go have a proper taste in hell."

First Spirit Ability, Blood Phoenix Returns to Nest.

Second Spirit Ability, Phoenix Feather Repentance of the Sacred.

The two purple spirit rings suddenly burst with dazzling violet light. Above them, the two demonic phoenixes looked down at him coldly.

They let out a shrill Phoenix Cry, like the wailing and sobbing of ghosts—indescribably bleak and lonely, indescribably mournful and ruthless.

The demonic phoenix phantoms circled overhead, and the space instantly filled with countless phoenix feathers, entirely unlike their previous beauty and romance.

This time, every feather was like a sharp blade, each carrying the coldest fallen flame.

Was it terrifying? Terrifying!

Accompanied by the man's miserable screams, blade after blade seemed to slowly execute him, tearing him apart piece by piece.

This one-sided slaughter lasted a full ten minutes, until he swallowed his final breath and unwillingly ceased breathing.

Only after the man died did Lin Li awaken from that state. Seeing his shattered corpse—

She could not help but vomit. Her face was deathly pale. She had killed someone. She had killed someone.

But just as fear and confusion overtook her, she suddenly forced herself to endure it and slapped herself hard across the face.

Word by word, she roared as though coughing blood. "See clearly—he deserved to die! Lin Li, you're no longer the person who once lived a peaceful life. If you don't avenge your great hatred, how can you ever find peace!

Lin Yan and Bailan, the family members who truly cared for you—they're gone! They died unnatural deaths! The people who harmed them are still roaming free!

There is no justice in this world. You have to seek justice for yourself!" Only by becoming a god could she revive them.

After roaring those words, she suddenly squatted on the ground and sobbed. After crying for five or six minutes, the fear in her eyes had not vanished, but they were now filled with cold desolation.

She reached into her Storage Spirit Tool ring and took out a white porcelain bottle. Inside was nothing but pitch-black powder. She scattered it over the corpse.

The corpse was instantly corroded by the powder. It was the poison she had refined: Corpse Dissolving Powder.

Lin Li looked at the mottled black-red bloodstains on the ground, her voice inexplicably carrying a trace of indifference.

"Be a good person in your next life."

With her lips pursed, she slowly walked onward. She needed time to calm herself, but after this ordeal, there was little left for her to fear.

After all, she had already crossed that line. There was nothing to care about anymore...

Saint Er City. A girl dressed in black walked through the crowd with her eyes lowered.

Unlike the cheerful people around her, or those chatting and laughing merrily, she seemed utterly out of place. Her eyes were cold, her face slightly pale, and several cracks had appeared on her lips, making her look somewhat bedraggled.

Soon, she arrived outside an academy. The two enormous unnamed trees outside Saint Er Junior Soul Master Academy were now especially lush, and the wisteria winding around them looked exceptionally beautiful.

Lin Li walked inside. The guards at the entrance naturally recognized her and did not dare stop her, immediately letting her pass.

Lin Li walked through the campus and thought for a long while before deciding to see Ye Lian. She then hurried toward Ye Lian's office.

Lin Li knocked on Ye Lian's tightly shut office door. After several knocks, she heard a soft female voice from inside. "Come in."

Lin Li pushed open the door and entered. Ye Lian was sitting lazily in her chair as usual, propping her head up with her left hand while holding a water pipe in her right.

When her bewitching fox-like eyes fell upon Lin Li, she blinked uncertainly, set the pipe on the desk, and said gently, "What happened? It hasn't even been four days since your vacation started, and you've already made yourself look this disheveled."

Then she rose from her chair, sat beside Lin Li, and said softly, "What happened? If you can't handle it, your teacher will help you."

Lin Li trembled unconsciously upon hearing that. "I killed someone."

Hearing Lin Li's words, Ye Lian froze for a moment. But it was only a moment. She gently patted Lin Li's back and said, "Then would you be willing to tell your teacher why you killed him?"

Lin Li told Ye Lian everything that had just happened, one detail at a time, though she concealed the matter of her martial soul and spirit rings.

After hearing Lin Li's account, Ye Lian rubbed her head again. "Then do you think you did something wrong?"

Lin Li shook her head.

Seeing her response, Ye Lian curved her lips into a soft smile. Her clear laughter echoed through the room as she said quietly, "This world has never been safe. Some die while hunting spirit rings, some die on the Soul Fighting Arena, but most die because of their own greed."

She said coldly, "You did the right thing. If you hadn't had the ability to kill him, what you would have lost would have been far more than your innocence."

A female slave—a female slave wantonly toyed with by the powerful and privileged.

She patted Lin Li's back and said, "Your teacher's hands are stained with far more blood than yours! Not to mention that in the world of soul masters, male soul masters have to put in plenty of effort to reach the peak, but women must put in nearly twice—or even several times—their effort.

For example, their hands are stained with far more blood than anyone else's!"

She patted Lin Li's back again and again, comforting her. Only then did she realize that this student, who was usually calm and steady, was still so young.

A month later, the classroom was already bustling with activity. Even after Lin Li entered, the noise did not stop.

She walked to her seat and sat down. Zhou Yurou had her head buried in her bag and had not noticed her arrival. Only after she had finished tidying her things and saw Lin Li did she immediately take out a bottle from her bag.

She handed it to her and said, "Xiao Li, this is Ning An Honey produced by my family. Mix it into water—it's super sweet!"