Evil Soul Master?

"Brother, it's my fault for dragging you into this! You little brats, you won't have a good death, I... sigh!"

Outside the courtyard, Mi Hu dragged his brother's broken body, leaning against the wall as he quietly awaited death.

Perhaps because he was on the verge of death, he no longer shouted about revenge or cursed Fang Le and the others to a miserable end.

The taste of power is truly intoxicating.

He recalled the days he and his brother once had.

Born into a poor family, they had always been cautious and careful in everything they did.

But later, his brother revealed his talent, was scouted by the Mysterious Underworld Sect, and was recommended to study at Shrek Academy, eventually graduating from the outer courtyard to join the Mysterious Underworld Sect.

The poverty of the past was gone, and he could finally hold his head high, but it seemed... he had held it a bit too high.

Sigh... he hadn't tasted enough of that power yet! The time he spent living with his head held high was truly too short...

"Brother... Brother, walk a little slower... wait for me... Hu-zi, Hu-zi's blood is flowing slowly."

Looking at his brother, whose eyes remained tightly shut even as blood continued to seep out, Mi Hu gazed at the sky and murmured, quietly waiting for death to arrive.

The wounds had been treated, so now, ironically, it would take quite some time to actually die.

As for his brother, Mi Long, only a faint rise and fall remained in his chest.

It seemed that he, who had arrived in this world before his younger brother, would also be the first to depart from it.

There was no sound of the Space Gate opening in the small courtyard, only two sets of footsteps—one heavy, one light—approaching from afar.

"Old Green, kill them."

Fang Le was not prepared to kill his own kind with his own hands, but that did not mean he would let the two go.

The dark blue, ugly beast obeyed Fang Le's summons, crawling out from the shadow at his feet before walking toward the Mi brothers.

In this detestable world, he did not want to kill.

Two punches fell, and the fading of life sounded incredibly dull.

At the same time, several yellow-green orbs of light, invisible to ordinary people, emerged from the corpses of the Mi brothers and surged toward Fang Le.

↑Level 19

His Soul Power Level had broken through by two levels, but Fang Le did not pay much attention to it, instead looking toward the alley entrance not far away.

"Stop!!"

"You wicked creature, how dare you hurt people!"

"Evil Soul Master!!"

The group from Shrek Academy, who had decided to come and watch the fun, all involuntarily quickened their pace after catching the scent of blood.

And just as they reached the alley entrance, they witnessed this scene.

A fierce, ugly beast, acting on the orders of a child, was cruelly slaughtering two passersby.

At the same time, in their perception, the child's Soul Power Level had actually increased after killing the two.

Not to mention that standing beside the child was a cold, middle-aged man in a black robe.

Evil Soul Master!

Absolutely an Evil Soul Master!

"Evil Soul Master? Me?"

The people opposite spoke in loud voices, and Fang Le naturally heard them.

Looking at the group before him who had activated their Martial Soul Possession and revealed their soul rings, he only felt it was troublesome.

So troublesome. What if they misunderstand? I still have things to do!

Should I just kill them all?

Pah! What am I thinking? This damn world's assimilation.

Regarding the evil thoughts in his heart, Fang Le couldn't help but slap himself.

"Don't do anything! It's a personal grudge! They attacked my friend, I was just acting in self-defense..."

Fang Le felt he still needed to explain; if they could talk it out and settle things peacefully, that would be best.

After all, the patient inside was still waiting for medicine; he didn't have time to waste with this bunch.

"That's right, a personal grudge; this has nothing to do with you."

As a long-time worker, Di Tian saw Fang Le explaining and also released his pressure to back him up.

(Fang Le: Why does it feel like I've become the villain?)

However, while Fang Le and the others felt they had a good explanation, it carried a different meaning in the eyes of some on the other side.

How could they endure that look, as if they were merely ordinary passersby?

They were currently wearing the uniforms of Shrek Academy, representing the face of Shrek; wherever they went, they were treated with courtesy and held in high esteem.

So what was with that attitude of treating them like irrelevant passersby?

Furthermore, such villains should have been scurrying away in terror at the sight of Shrek, yet what was with that air of indifference?

They even dared to unleash their pressure upon them; did they really think Shrek's instructors were pushovers?

Sensitive nerves were instantly triggered; the glory of Shrek could not be ignored.

"You..."

Among the group, a golden-haired girl clearly had a fiery temper. Even when faced with the pressure, she was completely fearless; for the sake of Shrek's glory, she would not retreat a single step.

However, before she could speak, she was pulled back by her companion at her side.

"Wu Ming, don't be impulsive. The guys opposite are very strong. I have already sent a distress signal; Xuan Zi will be here soon."

The one holding Wu Ming back was a gentle woman, her elegant features radiating a grand aura. Even the Shrek team uniform, which could drag down anyone's appearance by three degrees, could not conceal her stunning beauty.

Zhang Lexuan, an orphan of the Moon Zhang Family from the Heaven Dou Empire.

Now, at only 15 years old, she had already reached the level of a 57th-rank Soul King. With her Innate Full Soul Power Moon Martial Soul and transcendent talent, she could be called a prodigy unseen in Shrek for a thousand years.

Even Mu En had the intention of cultivating her as a successor to the Sea God Pavilion.

At the same time, in this team, apart from the highest-cultivated Han Ruoruo, she was the second-in-command.

"Xuan Zi? Green uniforms? You are from Shrek?"

Sharp ears and keen eyes were standard for Soul Masters, not to mention that these words were directed at Fang Le and his companion.

However, the deterrent effect they had anticipated did not manifest much; instead, it caused the irritable emotions within Fang Le to rise sharply.

The words were a question, yet they revealed certainty... and a trace of disgust.

After all, in his stereotypes, Shrek was like a toad on a shoe—disgusting to look at, and prone to jumping in one's face at any moment.

Why was it that he suddenly felt like silencing them permanently?

"That's right, we are students of Shrek. You Evil Soul Master brat, and that old ghost in the black robe beside you, how dare you hurt someone from our Xuanming Sect Xu Family? Surrender at once!

Otherwise, when Xuan Zi arrives, you will definitely suffer!"

Seeing Fang Le recognize their group's identity, the strong confidence brought by Shrek's glory and the sect's honor took hold.

The defensive Soul Master among the group clamored loudly.

Xu Fangmiao, with the Xuanming Turtle Martial Soul, was a 46th-rank Soul Ancestor.

As a direct descendant of the Xuanming Sect, he happened to have met Mi Long, a Soul King who had been working under his cousin, a few times.

He had recognized his identity without much effort.

This brat before him dared to kill him.

This was a provocation—a provocation against their Xuanming Sect Xu Family.

When they captured him later...

As for whether it was someone from his Xuanming Sect who caused the trouble?

Impossible. His Xuanming Sect was an ally of Shrek, a partner of justice.

Mi Long must have discovered that this brat was an Evil Soul Master and thus heroically sacrificed himself in the line of duty.

In any case, it was definitely the fault of this brat before them...

As for Xu Fangmiao's clamoring, Fang Le felt even more irritable—an incomparable, overwhelming irritability.

He felt so annoyed that he almost wanted to laugh.

Why did these troublesome matters keep coming one after another?

He was an introverted person! Dealing with these things was the most troublesome.

And so...

"God... sigh Uncle Long, you should know Shrek's Xuan Zi, right? Rank 98. Go see if he's here yet? If he hasn't arrived, it shouldn't be a problem to grab him, right?

Also, that one from the Xuanming Sect opposite, give him a slap, then tie him up. When the time comes, make him lead the way, and we'll pay a visit to the Xuanming Sect.

We still need to collect materials, so let's get this over with quickly."

Rubbing his temples, Fang Le didn't even want to look at the group again, requesting only of Di Tian at his side.

"No problem. I have an impression of the fellows from Shrek. A mere rank 98 is nothing more than child's play to me."

Di Tian also saw Fang Le's current irritability and spoke with great confidence.

This was not the time of some Dragon King legend; even a so-called Limit Douluo was nothing more than a few extra slaps for Di Tian.

"You..."

Seeing himself ignored again, Xu Fangmiao was furious and pointed at the two, about to unleash a verbal barrage.

However...

"You are disturbing my child!"