If anything happened to Ma Xiaotao, then at next year's Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, Dai Yueheng would be the only Soul Emperor Shrek Academy could send to compete.
But according to reliable reports, those people from the Sun Moon Empire Royal Soul Engineer Academy had managed to produce a Soul Emperor-level student by taking drugs.
Although those medicine jars were far inferior to the students Shrek Academy trained when it came to combat sense, was it their own strength they relied on? No. They could only trade a blow or two with Shrek Academy's students by resorting to the unorthodox tricks of Soul Tools.
They could afford to make countless mistakes, but the students of Shrek Academy could only afford to make one or two.
And Ma Xiaotao was his disciple, to make matters worse.
So, for Shrek's glory and his own reputation, Yan Shaozhe didn't want anything to go wrong at next year's Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament—or at any point before he stepped down as dean.
Ma Xiaotao stubbornly said, "No, Teacher. I want to cultivate! I promise it won't happen again."
"Xiaotao! Listen to me!" Yan Shaozhe glared at her furiously.
"No, Teacher, please listen. I remembered a few things from after my Evil Fire went out of control." Ma Xiaotao shook her head.
Yan Shaozhe froze.
"I was trying my best to control my Evil Fire, but then I suddenly felt it being suppressed for some inexplicable reason. It was suppressed completely. At least for the next six months, there shouldn't be any more problems."
"And as soon as my Evil Fire was suppressed, I woke up. I just didn't expect that, right after I came to, I'd be knocked unconscious by a powerful, icy force that hit me head-on. I