Xu Yanli sighed. The development of Soul Spirits was necessary, whether from the perspective of Soul Masters or Soul Beasts. It was vitally important to both.
Soul Masters hunted Soul Beasts at an exponential rate. Meanwhile, Soul Beasts also fought among themselves. Over the past ten thousand years, their numbers had dwindled almost without pause.
Yet humans had gone and invented Secret Soul Bones. Plenty of people were willing to take risks for them, and Shrek Academy likely had more than anyone else.
A mere freshman assessment had already produced two Secret Soul Bones.
The fact that two could be handed out so casually at a freshman assessment meant they weren't exactly rare. Two teachers had even used them as a wager.
Xu Yanli tapped his fingers lightly against the tabletop and sighed. He kept calling others cruel, yet in the end, he was the one who had struck the hardest.
Shrek Academy. What a bunch of hypocrites.
Then again, he was a hypocrite too, so he had no room to criticize anyone.
Xu Yanli chuckled. "You two can keep these Soul Bones. If you can't find anything better someday, absorb them."
He patted them both on the shoulders, then headed back to his room.
Xu Yanli let his whole body relax and collapsed onto the bed.
Soul Masters, ordinary people, Soul Beasts, and this rigid inheritance of Martial Souls.
Xu Yanli rested an arm over his forehead and let his thoughts drift. Douluo Continent was, in truth, a society that had become completely warped.
Even though he benefited from its rules, he still felt a pang of injustice and sorrow in those moments.
Xu Yanli sat in silence for a while, then slowly got up. He went to a small table nearby, picked up a pen, and began writing