The teaching for formal students isn't actually that strict. After all, most of the students here are nobles who have been pampered since childhood. Their goal in coming here is to break through level 30 before they turn 20.
Level 30 is the first threshold for Soul Master cultivation. If one cannot surpass level 30 before the age of 20, then there is basically no value in continuing further studies.
However, if one can break through level 30 before the age of 20, subsequent cultivation will be a natural progression, with a guaranteed minimum of Soul King.
For these nobles, the cultivation level of Soul King was already sufficient.
There is little pressure and little motivation, which is a major reason why, despite its strong teaching staff and capabilities, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy has never produced any Soul Grandmaster.
If the Soul Master himself lacks the drive to cultivate, no matter how excellent the teacher is, it's useless.
" Xuan Ming, come here for a moment."
In the simulation training ground, Xuan Ming was sparring with his Tool Martial Soul teacher.
The training grounds for Beast Martial Soul Master are for low-level Soul Beast and some small animals, while the training grounds for Tool Martial Soul Master are for various corresponding weapons.
Because of his special circumstances, the three education commissioners paid special attention to him and specially arranged a training coach for him.
"Your Highness." The sparring instructor and Xuan Ming walked out of the simulation training field together.
"What is it now?" Xuan Ming asked.
"That's all for today's lesson. I'll take you somewhere," Xue Qinghe said.
"Where to?" Xuan Ming asked.
" Moonlight Pavilion," Xue Qinghe said.
"What are you going there for?" Xuan Ming asked, puzzled.
"Learn etiquette," Xue Qinghe said.
"No, it's a waste of time," Xuan Ming said.
"No, you have to go," Xue Qinghe said.
"Anyway, your cultivation won't interfere with doing other things, but you can't skip Moonlight Pavilion's classes."
"Why?" Xuan Ming asked.
"I'm Soul Master, not a nobleman, why would I need to learn these things?"
"Etiquette is just the most basic thing; the main thing is cultivating one's temperament," Xue Qinghe said.
You'll find it useful.
So-called aristocratic temperament is not something innate; it is cultivated through extensive learning and the training of specialized teachers.
He had originally planned to send Xuan Ming to learn these things after he came of age, but now it seemed that it was better for this guy to start laying the foundation sooner.
Otherwise, once this kid grows up, he probably won't be able to change his temper.
Moonlight Pavilion.
This is an elegant and artistic building, located in a bustling area of Heaven Dou City, yet it seems to exist in its own world, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
Xuan Ming followed behind Xue Qinghe, reluctantly stepping into this renowned academy of etiquette.
Upon entering, a delicate fragrance wafts through the air—the unique incense of the Moonlight Pavilion, said to have a calming and soothing effect. The surrounding decorations are simple yet luxurious, with every detail revealing the designer's ingenuity. The entire space is filled with an indescribable harmony and tranquility.
"Don't be upset. Nobles from all over the country are scrambling to get into this place. I went to great lengths to plead your case and get you here to study," Xue Qinghe said.
"You don't need to study here all the time. You only need to come once a month for three days each time, and the Master will personally teach you."
"Does it make sense?" Xuan Ming asked.
"Of course, you think I brought you here just to teach you some manners?" Xue Qinghe said.
"Your two Martial Soul are too ferocious. If you don't control them, you'll have mental problems in the future."
"Aristocratic bearing is not only reflected in appearance, but also in inner cultivation and proper manners. You may not care about those tedious aristocratic etiquettes, but your heart must be at peace."
"You may not have noticed it yourself, but I've been watching you closely for the past two years, and you've unconsciously started to show a wilder side in many situations."
Of Xuan Ming's two thoughts, one was ultimately the original will of his Beast Martial Soul. Although it had been invaded by Xuan Ming's subconscious, that beastly nature would not be erased!
When Xuan Ming is emotionally agitated or provoked, his Martial Soul enters Berserk Transformation state, and his entire demeanor becomes extremely fierce, completely different from his usual coldness.
Before he acquired his Soul Ring, things were fine, but in the past two years, Xuan Ming's Soul Power Level has increased, and his Beast Martial Soul has become increasingly powerful. When provoked, his ferocity has become increasingly terrifying!
Xuan Ming had previously lost control once during training in the simulation training ground!
That kind of appearance has nothing to do with people anymore!
He's a complete mad beast!
Although Xuan Ming has been allocating half of his time practicing controlling the Blood Spear to controlling his Black Dragon Martial Soul since that incident, the effect has not been very noticeable.
The Education Committee had already told him about this before, Xuan Ming Meng Shenji some psychological counseling.
At the beginning, Xuan Ming was able to control his Berserk Transformation, which means that his Berserk Transformation was highly controllable, or that Xuan Ming himself had a strong willpower, enough to restrain his rage.
However, during his two years of cultivation, Meng Shenji discovered the Berserk Transformation of the Xuan Ming Beast Martial Soul, which also brought a brief release of his inner repression.
Xuan Ming was under immense psychological pressure. Although he usually concealed it well, his emotions would erupt all at once after his Beast Martial Soul Berserk Transformation!
Meng Shenji didn't know what was causing Xuan Ming's immense psychological pressure, and he couldn't offer any advice. So he told him about it and urged him to find a solution so that things couldn't continue like this.
Otherwise, once the psychological pressure accumulates to a certain level, Xuan Ming's Berserk Transformation will transform him into a true beast!
Even the simple loss of control over Martial Soul is a good thing. If things go wrong, Xuan Ming's spirit could become distorted, and he could very well become Fallen!
"I think I've been fairly restrained," Xuan Ming said.
"It's precisely because you're so restrained that I'm worried," Xue Qinghe said.
Meng Shenji didn't know the reason, but he could guess that it was nothing more than the pressure that Qian Renxue brought to Xuan Ming.
However, he did not intend to put pressure on Xuan Ming; it's just that every time they talked about certain things, they would always part on bad terms.
Xuan Ming is a simple and pure person, but such people are also most prone to going to extremes.
"I can control myself," Xuan Ming said.
"Don't be too confident," Xue Qinghe said.
"You don't even know what's happening to you; you're too close to the situation to see it clearly."
"But can this place help me?" Xuan Ming asked.
" Tang Yuehua, the master of the Moonlight Pavilion, has unique expertise in this area. She can help you calm your mind and teach you to better control your emotions and Martial Soul," Xue Qinghe said.
"I'm not trying to bind you with those complicated rules and regulations, but your heart needs peace."
You're too tense.
It wasn't just Qian Renxue who was under pressure; Xuan Ming himself was also under immense pressure!
The psychological pressure accumulated from that kind of relentless, day-and-night cultivation method won't disappear; it will only hide!
The Berserk Transformation of the Martial Soul is Xuan Ming's inner catharsis, even indulgence.
But such indulgence is ultimately neither lasting nor safe.
Emotions need to be released safely.
Chapter 97 Every bush and tree seems like an enemy soldier
After waiting in the hall for a while, a beautiful woman who looked to be in her late twenties, dressed in a silver-white palace gown, came down from upstairs.
"Aunt Yuehua." Xue Qinghe stepped forward and bowed.
"Your Highness," Tang Yuehua bowed slightly.
"Aunt Yuehua, he is the child I told you about. I'll leave the rest to you." Xue Qinghe looked at Xuan Ming.
Tang Yuehua also looked over. Like the others, she was immediately drawn to Xuan Ming's peculiar Martial Soul. However, she didn't find it particularly novel; after a brief look, a sense of seriousness arose in her eyes.
After a moment's thought, a gentle ripple emanated from her, elegant and natural, so gentle it seemed capable of soothing all the sorrows of the world.
However, the fluctuation did not react at all after it touched Xuan Ming.
Tang Yuehua frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then withdrew her domain.
"What's wrong?" Xue Qinghe asked, puzzled.
Tang Yuehua paused, then turned and gestured for Xue Qinghe to follow her to the side hall. "This child's condition is much more serious than His Highness the Crown Prince described."
"Your Highness, does he always maintain the same attitude—neither too close nor too distant—regardless of how you treat him or how his friends treat him?"
Xue Qinghe was taken aback. "That's indeed the case."
Even Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling weren't actually that close to Xuan Ming.
"If that's the case, I... I'm not sure," Tang Yuehua said.
This is a person who has completely sealed his heart in a cage, refusing to let anyone get close, whether good or evil.
This apparent coldness is merely an illusion; beneath the surface lies a deep-seated suspicion and disgust!
Because of doubt and aversion, they resist and are unwilling to accept it.
"If we were to describe him using the analogy of an illness, he's already terminally ill," Tang Yuehua said.
What has he been through?
"Experience..." Xue Qinghe hesitated for a moment before giving Tang Yuehua a general explanation of Xuan Ming's situation.
"No, not only that," Tang Yuehua said.
"There's definitely more than that."
"I don't know anything else," Xue Qinghe said.
Tang Yuehua sighed, "All I can say is, I'll do my best."
She could only guide those who still had a chance of recovery from their isolation, but this complete lockdown, refusing all access, was like a patient who was terminally ill but even the doctor refused to believe it.
No matter how skilled a doctor is, it's meaningless if the patient is unwilling to believe or cooperate.
"But I feel like he's just a bit cold," Xue Qinghe said.
"If His Highness the Crown Prince can also see his problems, then he's not far from collapsing," Tang Yuehua said.
She met Ye Lan, a woman who had lost her husband and son, almost everything, and had lost all hope in the world.
The child's aloofness was very similar to Ye Lan's, which is why she thought of giving it a try. But after trying, she found that the child's condition was even more serious than Ye Lan's.
Although Ye Lan didn't have high expectations, she could distinguish between goodwill and malice, and her refusal was more because she didn't want to have any more contact with them.
But the child's resistance stemmed from his inability to discern the purpose of the visit, and his unwillingness to gamble, so he simply shut everything out!
"He must have encountered too much malice disguised as kindness in the past, and he can no longer trust others," Tang Yuehua said.
"Keeping his distance is how he protects himself. If someone tries to get too close, it will trigger his defensive instincts, and he will resist their approach."
"Furthermore, I find him to be extremely sensitive, as if he is constantly being provoked. Your Highness, does he... usually come into contact with any dangerous people?"
Based on what Xue Qinghe said, this child must have reached the point of being extremely paranoid.
However, in her test just now, Xuan Ming was indeed very sensitive and did not accept her goodwill. But he did not have any subsequent stress reaction. He was just vigilant and did not show any hostility towards the outside world. Obviously, this child has a very strong ability to control himself.
If his self-defense instinct is triggered, it must be because he senses danger.
The person he was facing made him feel threatened!
Xue Qinghe paused for a moment, then said, "There is indeed some misunderstanding."
Seeing that Xue Qinghe was trying to conceal something, Tang Yuehua didn't ask further. "Your Highness, whether it's a misunderstanding or not, I think it's best to avoid things that might upset him. He's already very sensitive, and I can sense that he's under a lot of psychological pressure. If this continues, he might really have a problem."
An eight-year-old child should still be innocent and carefree, but this child showed no signs of innocence whatsoever; instead, his entire body was tense and defensive.
After giving some instructions, Xue Qinghe left, saying he would come to pick him up in three days.
Since the students in the hall were all captivated by Xuan Ming's peculiar appearance and were discussing it animatedly, Tang Yuehua simply led him to a private room on the second floor.
"Next, I will teach you about etiquette and music theory. Of course, you are not a formal student of the Moonlight Pavilion. His Highness the Crown Prince should have told you that you only need to come three days a month, which is not in accordance with the Moonlight Pavilion's rules. I didn't agree to it at first, but seeing your current state, I think this approach might be more suitable," Tang Yuehua said.
"Now, my first request is that you stop your cultivation."