The long-forgotten memories of this Evil Soul Master.
In the scene, a mud pit as tall as a person is filled with blood. A thin child, like a landlubber, struggles incessantly, covered in mud, breathing weakly, on the verge of drowning. His eyes are filled with fear.
Just as the child was struggling to get ashore, an older child beside the mud pit lashed him hard with a homemade whip, causing him to bleed profusely. In pain, he fell back into the mud pit and began a new round of struggle.
This scene caused the children beside the mud puddle to burst into laughter.
"Zhou Liangsheng? I think you're Zhou the monster, Zhou the beast."
"Haha, you're so ugly, don't come out and scare people. If you scare people again, I'll beat you up every time I see you."
"Damn it, who told you to glare at me? Take another lash from my whip."
The children continued to hurl insults and physically attack Zhou Liangsheng until he was on his last breath, at which point he left in a panic.
Zhou Liangsheng used his last bit of strength to climb out of the mud pit and fell into a coma. Even in his coma, his body was trembling.
These scenes were but a drop in the ocean in Zhou Liangsheng's memory. Almost every other day, or at most every two days, he would be repeatedly beaten by these people.
As for the reasons: sometimes it's because I think he's ugly, and sometimes, well, there's no reason.
This suffering, these days, lasted for five long years. Every day, Zhou Liangsheng like he was living in hell. Every day, he felt that death might be a relief.
He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid that those who had humiliated him were still living so easily and comfortably, even getting married and having children.
Finally, on a night of torrential rain, beaten beyond recognition and on the verge of death, he awakened his Martial Soul —a special Martial Soul: a blood-red, resentful Skeleton. He seemed to understand why he hadn't died despite being tortured so horribly.
Electrolux's astonished voice rang in Qin Fang's Spiritual Sea, saying, "The Blood-Red Wraith Puppet, this kind of puppet is born to bear the resentment of heaven and earth, and is born with Du BuSi body. As long as its resentment continues, it will never die."
"Even? He can absorb the resentment of heaven and earth to cultivate. The higher the resentment, the higher his cultivation. In a sense, he should be considered a born Skeleton Lord."
Zhou Liangsheng laughed viciously and said, "Grant me a new life? What right do you have to grant me a new life? Let me send you to your death instead."
Zhou Liangsheng merged with the blood-red Skeleton and launched a fierce attack, attempting to kill Qin Fang.
The Ten Thousand Demons King unleashed a terrifying aura, attempting to annihilate him. How dare he attack the Young Master! The Snow Empress also instantly unleashed Absolute Zero.
To everyone's surprise, Zhou Liangsheng stopped what he was doing, a relieved smile appearing on his lips. He had never intended to kill a stranger.
Even though he faced death many times during those forty years, he never laid a hand on an ordinary person.
However, the terrifying aura emanating from the Ten Thousand Demons King should be enough to kill him, right? He's long since given up on life; now, it's time for him to embrace death.
Qin Fang waved his hand, dispelling the Snow Empress's Absolute Zero and causing the Ten Thousand Demons King to stop.
The next second, black flames erupted from Qin Fang's body, and the figure of the Skeleton Emperor materialized, wearing an imperial crown and holding Scepter. Extreme resentment and an evil aura surged towards Zhou Liangsheng.
In an instant, Zhou Liangsheng sensed that he was like a tiny bird in an endless ocean storm, unable to escape, and ultimately destined to be swallowed by the sea.
Compared to the Skeleton Emperor, the resentment of Zhou Liangsheng's blood-red Skeleton was as faint as the light of a firefly.
Zhou Liangsheng, the blood-red Skeleton, knelt on the ground under the pressure of his bloodline, his heart filled with boundless shock and deep fear.
Qin Fang spoke again, "You have never had any intention of killing me, and that is why I granted you a new life."
Qin Fang patiently awaited his decision. Zhou Liangsheng finally knelt down and said submissively, "Zhou Liangsheng greets his master."
Qin Fang cast an Undead Magic, branding it onto Zhou Liangsheng's brow. This was his first follower, a follower he could not betray.
Under Electrolux's Undead Magic, Zhou Liangsheng screamed incessantly. In the end, Zhou Liangsheng's ugly appearance was melted down, turned into a stream, and merged into the blood-red Skeleton's body.
Zhou Liangsheng was transformed into a living Undead Creature, with red flames burning in his eye sockets and a faint black mark solidifying between his brows.
Zhou Liangsheng stared at the blood-red Skeleton, concealing himself beneath a black robe. This physical form had been completely discarded. His heart, too, seemed to have been freed from its shackles.
Qin Fang opened the Undead Plane and said, "Go, do your best to become the king of this Realm, and let me see your potential."
Zhou Liangsheng stepped inside, sensing the dense aura of the dead, and his heart burned with renewed fervor. This was truly his kingdom.
Zhou Liangsheng's matter was merely a minor episode.
Qin Fang, Xiao Hongchen, and the others set off again. However, along the way, everyone was in a heavy mood, and no one spoke.
On this day, Qin Fang and his group returned, weary from their journey. The Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy was just starting its new semester, and it was bustling with activity.
Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen left, their eyes filled with exhaustion. This incident had been a significant blow to them both; after all, strictly speaking, they were still children.
Qin Ling'er, the Ten Thousand Demons King, and the Snow Empress followed Qin Fang back to the villa area.
After meditating for a while, Qin Fang sensed the level 49 Soul Power within his body. It wouldn't be long before he was able to break through to the Soul King realm.
Qin Fang first went to visit his two teachers, but found the palace doors tightly shut. No matter how much Qin Fang called out, he received no response. Presumably, the forging process by his two teachers had reached its most crucial moment.
Second grade Genius Class One.
Qin Fang returned with a smile, and cheers erupted in the classroom.
"Squad Leader Qin Fang, long time no see, you seem to have gotten even more handsome."
"Yeah, Qin Fang, are you trying to kill us?"
"Squad leader, we miss you."
Ignoring Qin Fang's flattery, Qin Fang said, "Let's go, warm up with fifty laps on the Training Field first, then spar in pairs to train our resilience."
The Genius Class One immediately erupted in groans of despair.
The hellish training has begun again.
Before we knew it, the day arrived for the formal exchange between the two colleges.
In the Mingde Hall conference room.
The ten exchange students sat nervously on the benches.
Just then, Qin Fang pushed open the door and entered, apologetically saying, "Mirror Hall Master, I was so engrossed in forging the core of a level-five Soul Tool that I'm late. Please forgive me."
Jing Hongchen laughed and said, "Brother Qin Fang, it's alright, please take a seat."
Jing Hongchen looked around, put on a stern face, and said with a hint of worry, "The safety of you is the top priority for this exchange trip to the Shrek Academy. Especially you, Brother Qin Fang, don't act rashly. Preserve yourself first. As long as you're alive, you can always find a way to survive."
"Meng Hongchen, Xiao Hongchen, remember this: in this critical moment, even if it costs you your lives, you must protect Qin Fang's life, understand?"
Meng Hongchen and Xiao Hongchen nodded in agreement.
Qin Fang smiled and said, "I can't bear to part with it."
Upon hearing this, Jing Hongchen burst into laughter, while Meng Hongchen blushed with embarrassment.
Thank you for reading, brothers.