Only Ji Juechen Was Qualified to Say There Are No Useless Martial Souls, Only Useless Soul Masters

"What was his name? What did he do?"

Qian Renxue immediately became interested upon hearing that.

"His name was Ji Juechen, the former chief of the Soul Control and Soul Engineering Department at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy ten thousand years ago. He wasn't a soul engineer, nor was he a pure soul master..."

Yin Hongye looked at the portrait. "His martial soul was a sword, but it was merely an utterly ordinary sword, without any powerful abilities. His innate soul power was only level three, barely enough for cultivation. Yet ever since his martial soul awakened at the age of six, Ji Juechen fell in love with his sword. In his eyes, there was nothing else but the sword.

"Every day, he released his martial soul and cultivated bitterly. No one even knew how he raised his soul power. At the age of eight, his soul power reached level ten. Alone, with only his sword, he entered a soul beast habitat. Three days later, he walked out covered in blood. He had obtained his first hundred-year soul ring. Yes, he had personally hunted that hundred-year soul beast. And the soul skill he gained merely boosted his soul power, much like a soul engineer's."

"That's pretty inspiring. At most, I had a miserable life. When I needed to save my life, I could use self-destruction like a normal attack."

He was speaking the truth. This Ji Juechen was the truly inspiring one, though unfortunately, he had run into Prison Huo.

Although Mingdu did not deny history and needed an inspiring figure, the man had ultimately joined the Tang Sect.

Otherwise, he would not have been displayed outside the restroom as an inspirational figure.

"This portrait is there to remind students that if you're bad, practice more," Yin Hongye