"The pain of quenching the soul, the shattering of the soul from awakening to disintegration, and the torture suffered are like eighteen layers of purgatory, unspeakably painful. No warrior has ever been able to endure it."
Mu Sheng continued to talk, while pretending to sort out the "Martial Arts" books, and the person in the dark stared at Chu Yue intently.
His gazes were like swords and blazing fire, wishing to see through the girl's soul.
Chu Yue's expression did not change, she leaned lazily on the back of the chair, her eyes were a bit tired, and she seemed not to be interested in what Mu Sheng said.
But only she understood that behind this calm facade, there were already stormy waves and overwhelming anger in her chest.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she seemed to be in the darkness, watching those people smashing Mu Qinghuang's soul to pieces with her own hands.
Mu Qinghuang was unconscious and her soul was shattered, but the executioners were smiling triumphantly. Some of them even acted benevolent and righteous, becoming noble people respected and worshiped by the world!
These people are as proud as the top scholar, but their mother's body is lying in a cold coffin, trying to break through the shackles of darkness before dawn!
"Disciple Ye, what do you think of soul tempering?" Mu Sheng asked.
Chu Yue covered up her anger, raised a pair of sharp sword-like eyes, and looked at Mu Sheng.
Mu Sheng and the people behind her, from breaking the sculpture in Chang'an, leaving Mu Qinghuang in a miserable state, to now tempering her soul, were all just to test her.
Look how much she knows.
Chu Yue looked into Mu Sheng's eyes. Murderous aura seemed to be twisting in his limbs and internal organs, ready to break out of his body at any time and condense into an apocalyptic storm!
"Disciple Ye? What's wrong with you?"
Mu Sheng asked pointedly: "But did you think of something bad?"
The other Zhanxing disciples all looked at the silent Chu Yue.
Chu Yue raised her chin and said, "I was wondering whether Priest Mu used the soul-quenching punishment when he abused those spiritual beasts."
Mu Sheng was slightly startled, feeling the strange looks from the other disciples, and his expression turned cold, "Disciple Ye, the Beast Clan is no longer pursuing the case, do you still want to pursue it?"
"I'm not pursuing it, I'm just curious."
Chu Yue crossed her arms over her chest and smiled sweetly.
She leaned back, wrapped her long legs under the red shirt, put them on the table, raised her eyebrows and said: "Priest Mu suddenly mentioned soul tempering, and the disciples thought that the priest had some special hobbies, but since Priest Mu
Having said that, this disciple is very interested in this soul tempering."
"interested?"
"Disciple wants to give it a try."
Chu Yue pulled out the bone-crushing hatchet from her waist, held her sleeves, and gently wiped the blade of the hatchet.
At the end of the wipe, she smiled harmlessly, but her eyes were dead.
She stared into Mu Sheng's eyes and spoke word by word: "How would it feel to personally shatter other people's souls? It should make you feel physically and mentally happy."
Mu Sheng took a step back, a chill running through his body, like a cold poisonous snake, and stared at Ye Chuyue.
The brothers and sisters around them looked at Chu Yue's slender figure with horror, and fear appeared in their eyes.
Such thoughts are definitely not what a normal person should have.
Mu Sheng adjusted his emotions and suppressed the chill, "Disciple Ye, don't use such dangerous ideas in the future. As a member of the academy, it's better to be kind."
Chu Yue said nothing, tapping her long fingers lightly on the table, listening to Mu Sheng's words in boredom.
Seeing this, Mu Sheng and the man in the dark looked at each other, each knowing what was going on.
The way Ye Chuyue looked like this, it was probably because he had not inherited anything from Xue Liuli, nor had he gained Mu Qinghuang's consciousness.
Otherwise, after the battle with Lin Xiao, the soul suffered heavy damage again, and he would definitely become hysterical when he heard the word soul quenching.
At this moment, Ye Chuyue was really indifferent.
Considering how important her mother was to Ye Chuyue, if she knew that Mu Qinghuang's soul had been shattered, she would not be so calm now!
The man in the dark breathed a sigh of relief, and his breath left quietly.
Mu Sheng began to explain martial arts, and occasionally looked at Chu Yue, as if looking at a cold corpse.
Mu Qinghuang's tall buildings were all killed by her.
Ye Chuyue, in the final analysis, is just the second Mu Qinghuang.
Mu Sheng's eyes were full of determination that he was bound to win. Thinking of this, his lecture voice became a little softer.