A Single Spark Can Start a Prairie Fire

This time, everyone's gaze was fixed upon him.

Oscar's eyes swept across each and every face before he spoke softly.

"Wen Hua was dragged into a struggle between noble factions and her entire family was wiped out.

Zhao Yin's younger sister was only seven years old; because she was cute, she was abducted. According to our investigation, she was bought by a noble at an auction house, and she still hasn't been found.

Sun Hai had his legs chopped off by a noble just because the candied haws he sold were too sweet. Zhou Chang... Wu Zheng... Liu Wen...

Including myself, I was adopted by the principal of Shrek Academy when I was young, but I once secretly returned to the place where I was born.

Only then did I learn that my parents were driven to their deaths by that bunch of scum!"

Oscar recounted these incidents one by one, and everyone's eyes turned bloodshot.

"Everyone here has been bullied and oppressed by the nobles. They look down on us commoners, calling us mud-legged peasants.

They wantonly toy with everything, trample on our dignity, and destroy the happiness we once had!

But they are too arrogant; they couldn't even be bothered to kill us!"

When Oscar reached this point, his tone shifted, and he stood up.

"But this is exactly what allowed us to survive!

Zhou Chang, Wu Zheng, Liu Wen, although you have only just obtained your first Spirit Ring, they are all the standard century-level rings. With your current cultivation speed, it will only take a little time to catch up to those noble scions.

Although Sun Hai's legs have yet to recover, he has already cultivated to the level of a Soul Grand Master, and his Halo Martial Soul can buff hundreds of people!

Although Wen Hua has spent a long time in stagnation, she has now become a Soul Elder!

Uncle Li has recovered his meridians, and his strength has returned to that of a Spirit Douluo!"

At only ten years old, there seemed to be an incredible power in Oscar's bones, which was the reason everyone was willing to believe in him and follow him to the death.

"Now, it has been a year since Sky Net was established. Some of you were brought in by my foster father, Flender; you all share a common ideal and are willing to fight for the interests of commoner spirit masters.

Others were already bullied by nobles, leading to broken families and lives spent wandering the streets.

We already have the ability to completely erase the scum who once harmed us."

Oscar paused slightly as he said this.

"But... it is not yet time. I do not want you to be consumed by hatred, nor do I want us to merely take revenge on a few nobles.

Tragedies like these do not just happen to us; they are happening to thousands upon thousands of commoners at the same time!

The truly evil thing is this filthy world and its filthy system!

Now that the chaotic times have begun to emerge, with the princes of the Star Luo Empire fighting for the throne and the Heaven Dou Empire in disarray, we have the opportunity to contribute something to this world.

What we must do is ensure that the net of heaven is vast and leaks nothing, to overthrow this society and destroy every piece of scum hiding in the shadows!"

Oscar walked forward, grabbed three long incense sticks from the table in the center of the courtyard, and thrust them fiercely into the incense burner before him.

"For the new era, burn my remnant body, let the holy fire blaze! What joy is there in life, what bitterness in death? To do good and eliminate evil, only for the sake of the light!"

"Burn my remnant body, let the holy fire blaze! What joy is there in life, what bitterness in death? To do good and eliminate evil, only for the sake of the light!"

The voices rang out in the courtyard, and everyone's eyes were filled with flames.

They had once fallen into the abyss, but they had also seen the light within Sky Net.

Perhaps they would fail and perish, but as long as a spark was planted in the hearts of the people.

It would eventually start a prairie fire!

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Oscar's emotions remained somewhat turbulent.

In his distant memories, he had once returned home with the principal to pay respects to his parents, but at that time, he had not yet experienced life in the world, and he hadn't understood the looks the villagers gave him at all.

But after returning, he felt that something was wrong.

More than a year ago, he left Shrek to return home for the memorial, and only after pressing for answers did he learn the truth of what happened back then!

Thinking about it, his appearance in this world was already considered top-tier; how could his parents' looks have been anything less?

That bunch of scum had taken a fancy to his mother's beauty and wanted to possess her. Unfortunately, they underestimated his parents' tenacity; after they hid him in a water vat, they committed suicide!

Knowing all this, Oscar completely decided to change this world, overthrow the noble class, and thoroughly annihilate the tumors of this world!

He then found Flender. They discussed it for an entire night. Flender, who already loathed the noble factions and had built Shrek Academy, hit it off with Oscar immediately, and they established Sky Net.

Under the cold moonlight, Oscar's white robe fluttered gently, and his Refined Iron Longsword reflected the moonlight with a hint of sharpness.

"Senior brother, you wouldn't just be trying to swindle my money with what you told me this morning, would you?"

Ma Hongjun, wearing a black Taoist robe, emerged from behind a tree.

"What kind of nonsense are you thinking about? Let's go, let's head back to eat."

Oscar slapped Ma Hongjun on the head and pulled him toward Shrek Academy. At this moment, that hint of sharpness dissipated like smoke and clouds.

"Are the principal and the others back?"

Oscar rubbed Ma Hongjun's head and asked softly.

Now that the Evil Soul Masters near Suotuo City had been wiped out, if the principal and the others hadn't gone to a more distant place, they should have already arrived at the school.

"Wow, your calculations are spot on; they haven't been back for long."

Happy tears of frustration leaked from the corner of Ma Hongjun's mouth, which he quickly wiped away.

"It seems the Dean and the others brought back quite a few good things for our junior brother?"

Oscar reached out his hand toward Ma Hongjun and wiggled his fingers.

"What do you mean? You just swindled me out of money, and now you want more?"

Ma Hongjun cautiously scrambled to the side, clutching the small pouch at his waist. Seeing Oscar still approaching, he hurriedly pulled another bag from his pouch and tossed it over.

"This is the Storage Soul Guidance Device the Dean gave you, and there are some Soul Coins inside. Don't even think about the rest; all you do every day is scam me!"

Oscar laughed as he opened it to take a look, then stuffed the Refined Iron Sword he had just finished forging inside before tying it to his waist with satisfaction and waving at Ma Hongjun.

This only made Ma Hongjun run even further away.

"What are you thinking? Your senior brother isn't going to rob you!"

Oscar was left between laughter and tears by Ma Hongjun; it seemed he had really tormented the little guy lately.

"Really?"

"Really!"

Ma Hongjun approached with suspicious, tiny steps, his hand still tightly guarding the treasure at his waist.

"Junior brother, my tenth birthday is coming up soon, and the new year of enrollment is about to start, right?"

Ma Hongjun looked up and cast a suspicious glance at Oscar before speaking slowly.

"Yeah, probably next month. It's been two years without recruiting anyone, and the Dean and the others seem quite anxious. Maybe they'll relax the assessment criteria this year."

"Relaxing them is probably impossible, but a new junior brother should be enrolling today."

"If they recruit someone, they'll be eleven or twelve, right? They'd be older than us, so shouldn't we call them senior brother?"

"Learning has no order of seniority; it is the mastery of a craft that matters, nothing more."

Oscar rubbed his chin and said to Ma Hongjun.

"What does that mean? Why have you been saying things I don't understand lately, senior brother?"

Ma Hongjun grew a bit anxious, his fair little face turning bright red.

He had already used the Taiji technique to fully refine his Phoenix Fire into Ultimate Fire, making him an absolute genius among his peers, yet in front of Oscar, he always felt foolish.

"One cannot judge a person's ability by their age. As long as we have something they can learn from, we are their senior brothers or teachers."

Ma Hongjun nodded; he understood that much.

"By the way, senior brother, the Dean said someone wants to take you as a disciple. It seems his name is Grandmaster."