"Good!"
Sensing the killing intent radiating from his own disciple, Xuan Zi did not stop him. Instead, he nodded in satisfaction and challenged him in a deafening voice.
"Then can you shoulder that responsibility?"
"Responsibility? No, this is more than just responsibility." Under their astonished gazes, Yue Ling knelt and struck his forehead hard against the ground.
His forehead touched the earth, stirring a faint cloud of dust. His voice was low and calm, betraying neither sorrow nor joy.
"I will hunt down Evil Soul Masters and seek justice for those they have brutalized. And I will bring closure to everything I suffered in the past."
He slowly raised his head and stood. Blood seeped from his forehead, and a barely perceptible trace of killing intent lurked in his eyes.
"This path was already set for me when I was eight..."
"Good!"
Xuan Zi's eyes widened. His dark eyes no longer betrayed any emotion as he said gravely, "You understand this well. You have even experienced it yourself."
"Spirit masters committing evil is nothing new. And the greater their talent and cultivation, the more destructive they become once they stray onto an evil path."
"Once, a Soul Emperor slaughtered an entire village simply because the food was not to his liking. Why? Because spirit masters possess abilities far beyond those of ordinary people, yet lack oversight and restraint."
"We at Shrek Academy have never proclaimed ourselves righteous, but we refuse to stand by and watch tragedies unfold. That is why, roughly six thousand years ago, the academy began dividing itself into the Shrek Inner Court and the Shrek Outer Court."
"To outsiders, dividing the academy into two courts seems like a simple distinction based on strength, or even an injustice to the Shrek Outer Court disciples. Many assume that all