Shrek's City of Slaughter, Whispers in His Ears

Zhang Lexuan was greatly relieved to see this.

This little brother felt very different to her. There was a mature, masculine air between his brows, as though he had experienced countless partings of life and death.

Whenever she thought of how he had survived in the Star Dou Great Forest and personally hunted Spirit Rings with the optimal ring configuration, she could not help giving him a thumbs-up.

Even some of the Outer Court's top Students did not possess such terrifying survival skills.

This little brother was simply too impressive.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Lexuan and the others returned to the Inner Court. Passing through the Inner Court's Back Mountain, they entered a frigid world.

The instant he entered, Qian Chaoyun's expression changed drastically. He sensed Killing Intent.

Slaughter, death, and a cold, sinister aura coexisted.

When he looked up, Qian Chaoyun saw a crimson city. Even the air carried the stench of blood.

This feeling was strangely familiar.

It was somewhat like the Slaughter City, yet it was not the Slaughter City.

Zhang Lexuan's expression also turned solemn. As they walked, she instructed him, "This is the place where our Inner Court Disciples train. It is called the City of Slaughter.

"The people here are either heinous criminals or people with criminal records. After the Academy's Inspection Group captures them, not everyone is killed. Many are exiled here. They are not orthodox Evil Spirit Masters, though they can also be called Evil Spirit Masters.

"Or rather, Fallen Ones would be a more fitting description."

Ma Xiaotao picked up the explanation. "Originally, this place was not open to Inner Court Disciples. Mu En discovered that Evil Spirit Masters were becoming increasingly rampant, while most Students lacked real combat experience, so he opened this place.

"There is a Soul Fighting Arena and a Living Area here, but they serve the exiles. It is also very simple for them to leave: they only need to earn the City Lord's recognition and defeat one of our Inner Court Students to gain a chance at freedom."

At this point, Zhang Lexuan and the others entered the City of Slaughter and saw these sinful people.

Most of them were disheveled and mad, occasionally letting out foolish laughs.

Yet none of them attacked the group. Instead, they seemed accustomed to their arrival.

Qian Chaoyun and the others also spotted quite a few Inner Court Disciples in the city. They even saw Students they knew, such as Ling Luochen.

Qian Chaoyun's arrival drew their attention.

Ling Luochen and the others had not expected Senior Disciple Sister's training plan to be so ruthless. She had actually brought the little brother directly to the City of Slaughter.

A place like this could easily cause psychological trauma to someone young. Even Xu Sanshi and Beibei had felt uncomfortable when they first came here.

Looking at these people, Qian Chaoyun noticed that some were even Soul Sage-level powerhouses. He could not help asking, "Senior Disciple Sister, won't they attack us? Or kill Inner Court Students?"

Zhang Lexuan smiled faintly and explained, "Do you know who the City Lord of the City of Slaughter is? It is our Sea God Pavilion Master, Mu En. As long as these exiles do not challenge us through the Soul Fighting Arena and attempt to murder our Inner Court Students, they will face Mu En's group punishment."

"Conversely, we Inner Court Students possess the right to punish them. In other words, we can judge them. If an Inner Court Student has a problem, the Academy will deal with it as appropriate."

"Also, their ability to survive here is provided by our Academy. The Academy's main purpose is to train Inner Court Students, and it will not punish them arbitrarily."

"However, Fallen Ones are Fallen Ones. Unless they can face reality, they will never get out for the rest of their lives. This place is equivalent to a genuine Level Nine Soul Tool, inherited from the Asura God, Tang San."

After hearing this, Qian Chaoyun's head buzzed.

He finally understood.

This was the Slaughter City, except Tang San had used special methods to turn it into a Soul Tool. Its essence remained a prison for Fallen Ones.

Did that not mean the Rakshasa God's inheritance had not been cut off?

Within this Slaughter City, there was still a shattered Deity inheritance. Otherwise, how could it support an entire City of Slaughter?

A small world was something formed from rules. It was simply not something Mu En could accomplish.

This place had been passed down through generations of Sea God Pavilion Masters and turned into a training ground for Inner Court Disciples.

This was actually rather interesting.

At the side, Zhang Lexuan said, "For the next period of time, you will train here. First, familiarize yourself with the environment, then go train in the City of Slaughter's Soul Dueling Zone. The Academy's person in charge will help arrange your training."

"Oh, and remember to go out and eat!"

Qian Chaoyun nodded and strode down the main street.

Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao did not continue following him.

They each had matters to attend to and planned to come check on the little brother again in a few days. They also instructed the other Inner Court Students to keep an eye on him.

In the City of Slaughter, Qian Chaoyun's safety could be guaranteed.

At the same time, the other Inner Court Students turned their gazes toward Qian Chaoyun, their eyes brimming with interest.

This one was not weak. His cultivation had reached Level 42, making him a top Genius even in the Outer Court.

At this moment, Qian Chaoyun carried the Holy Sword on his back and gazed out over the City of Slaughter, a strange glint appearing in his eyes.

Most of the people here watched him with curious or bizarre expressions, making chilling sounds.

"Such dense Holy Attribute. He is an Angel Soul Master."

"That little brat carries the aura of that lineage. It is so dense that it is hard to believe."

"Hehehe, how interesting. Do you think that old fool Mu En would jump in panic if we killed this little brat?"

"Angel Spirits are willing to be Shrek's dogs. I look down on you."

"Ah, another pitiful Student has arrived. This prison has cultivated another Genius, and the continent is about to fall into crisis again."

"All Soul Masters will die. What is the meaning of cultivation? Everyone dies sooner or later, so why spend so much time cultivating? Why waste time?"

"Pitiful worm, pitiful worm..."

However, Qian Chaoyun paid little attention to the whispers in his ears. They went in one ear and out the other.

The words of Fallen Ones were no different from farting.

As a Transmigrator with less than a hundred years to live, he had seen far more suffering than these people.

Besides, this was no longer the era of the first Soul Land.

Back then, that pack of dogs who received Spirit Hall subsidies had cursed in exactly the same way, and they had even taken the lead in overthrowing Spirit Hall.

As for right and wrong?

There was no true right or wrong in this world, only the victorious who wrote their own tales of success.

Once you made a successful comeback, learned scholars would naturally argue in your defense.

Right and wrong were not important at all. Only those who succeeded deserved to speak.

I alone would define what was right and wrong!!

With that thought in mind, Qian Chaoyun wandered through every corner of the City of Slaughter, witnessing the revelry of the Fallen Ones, the complaints of the pessimists, and so on...

None of these emotions affected him.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Instead, Qian Chaoyun entered Mimicry Cultivation in the City of Slaughter and began his own training.

Such resolute strength of mind left the Inner Court Students utterly astonished.

A thirteen-year-old junior disciple had actually withstood the psychological attacks of these Fallen Ones without allowing them to shake his true heart.

When they first came here, they had nearly been talked into having their hearts of cultivation shattered by a group of Fallen Ones. Some had even considered giving up cultivation altogether.

Qian Chaoyun, with his Sacred Angel Spirit, was no simple person!