Soul Emperor Martial God

"Remove it." Hui Deacon murmured to himself, nodding slightly.

"So, why must it be removed?"

Xiao Yi had not yet spoken.

Qing Lin took the lead and said, "Didn't Xiao Yi already say? This so-called Qi and Blood Dao is too crazy."

"Anyone who cultivates this path often loses their sanity, ultimately becoming a slaughtering demon."

"Simply put, this path is exceedingly evil, how could it be cultivated, naturally it should be removed."

"Ha." Hui Deacon shook his head with a smile, "I, too, am a cultivator of this path, and having cultivated to this extent, have you seen any abnormalities in me?"

"As for being exceedingly evil, who in this world can absolutely determine what is evil and what is not?"

"Not to mention, this is just one among the myriad martial arts paths, recognized by heaven and earth."

"Even some so-called evil artifacts do not dare claim to be absolutely evil."

Having spoken, Hui Deacon glanced at Qing Lin and said, "Qing Lin, keep quiet, I believe Xiao Yi won't have such low thoughts as you."

"I understand the reasoning." Xiao Yi nodded slightly, "But this path devours one's Qi and Blood, corrodes one's mind, the consequences are too severe."

"Consequences." Hui Deacon nodded, "This is exactly what I want to tell you."

"The so-called consequences are merely that the eruption of the heart demon is too severe."

"You are currently only at the Heavenly Extreme Peak, even the scariest heart demons you face are limited."

"Such a level of heart demon, you fear it, you dread it, even plan to go to any lengths to eliminate it before it erupts."

"Then what will you do when your cultivation level is higher in the future?"

"Even if today I can help you remove that Blood Pill, as a sword cultivator, when your level is higher in the future, heart demons will be equally terrifying, will you also give up your Sword Dao then?"

Xiao Yi furrowed his brow and said, "Hui Deacon means for me to overcome and control it?"

"Correct." Hui Deacon nodded, his tone suddenly becoming serious.

"It is well known that heart demons are a major taboo in martial arts."

"However, while you all know the cause of heart demons, you seem to have forgotten why they appear."

"A martial artist, to walk this endless path of martial arts, finds it difficult and dangerous, dangerous and far-reaching, far-reaching and limitless."

"In a martial artist's cultivation, along their martial arts path, heart demons appear time and again."

"A martial artist conquers and overcomes them time and again to stabilize their mind, to know the road ahead, and not get lost within it."

Xiao Yi's eyes brightened, "Hui Deacon means that although heart demons are an obstacle on the martial arts path, they also serve as guidance, an opportunity for mental tempering."

"The martial arts path is filled with thorns, yet there is no shortcut on this path; a martial artist must go through these thorns, not circumvent them."

Hui Deacon showed a hint of a satisfied smile, "Correct, very perceptive."

"Guiding a monster like you is indeed quite a relief."

"Enough, I'll stop here." Hui Deacon said seriously.

"Previously I told you this path cannot be taught."

"The reason is that you must comprehend it yourself, gain enlightenment and clarity through experience in battle."

"All I can give you are some methods to control this path."

With that, a light flashed in Hui Deacon's hand, and he placed two fingers on Xiao Yi's forehead.

In an instant, a martial technique appeared in Xiao Yi's mind.

"Blood Realm Slash." Xiao Yi's face showed surprise, merely glancing it over he understood this martial technique was powerful.

This is a holy-grade martial technique, extremely strong.

By the time Xiao Yi realized, Hui Deacon had already turned and was leaving.

"Thank you, teacher." Xiao Yi hurriedly bowed deeply.

In his view, Hui Deacon's words had been a precious martial arts guidance.

He was an academic disciple and a student, and since Hui Deacon had gifted this martial technique, he should call him teacher and pay his respects.

To his surprise, Hui Deacon subtly turned aside, avoiding the salute.

"That title of teacher, I cannot yet bear." Hui Deacon laughed softly.

"A master, or a teacher, must transmit knowledge and nurture talent, a grave responsibility."

"Thus, within our Black Cloud Academy, there is seldom talk of masters or teachers and disciples."

"And though a teacher's responsibilities may not be as heavy as a master's, they also bear the responsibility of guiding one's martial arts path."

"Your martial arts path is not guided by me, nor am I interested in bearing that responsibility, so the title of teacher should not be used."

"Perhaps, in the future within the academy, you may find your teacher."

"But for now, just call me Hui Deacon, or senior."

Xiao Yi blinked, then smiled, he was merely being polite, he didn't expect Hui Deacon to be so explicit in distinction.

"Thank you, senior." Xiao Yi nodded.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi suddenly thought of something, furrowing his brows, "No, although this is a Qi and Blood Dao martial technique, it is also a Sword Dao martial technique."

"Hui Deacon is also a sword cultivator? Yet you use an iron rod?"

Xiao Yi had only seen Hui Deacon take action once, during that time at the Heavenly King Mountain's Mountain Gate Square.

But he distinctly remembered, Hui Deacon's weapon was an iron rod.

Hui Deacon did not turn back, gradually walking away.

From the front, a sigh slowly drifted over, "I am indeed a sword cultivator."

"It's just that once the sword edge was too sharp, hurting others and myself, so I dulled it."

Xiao Yi looked at Hui Deacon's receding figure, frowning slightly.

Qing Lin beside him shook his head, "This Hui Deacon, he's quite the eccentric."

"Forget him, Xiao Yi, what do you plan to do next?"

"Training." Xiao Yi smiled, turned around, and left.

Qing Lin followed.

The two departed, yet didn't see, far behind them, two gazes were watching them.

Hui Deacon's steps suddenly halted, and beside him, the Deputy Dean's figure appeared out of nowhere.

"Old friend, I'm truly surprised that you so generously passed on the Blood Realm Four Forms to an outsider." The Deputy Dean said in amazement, looking at Hui Deacon.

"I remember, even those feared Gold Medal Killers from the Heavenly Nether Mansion couldn't easily learn your first form back then."

"To acquire the second form came at great cost."

"The third form, was never passed on outside."

"Yet today, you gave all four forms? And to an academic disciple you just recently met?"

Hui Deacon chuckled, "That was the past, now, I am an Academic Teaching Deacon, passing martial techniques to disciples, why not?"

The Deputy Dean teased with a smile, "You've been at the academy for many years, yet haven't passed anything to other disciples, yet you passed to Xiao Yi, this young fellow?"

"It's different." Hui Deacon shook his head, "I am willing to pass it on, but if it ends up in the hands of a fool, it would be useless."

"A fool?" The Deputy Dean said discontentedly, "In my Black Cloud Academy, each one is a monster, and yet you call them fools?"

Hui Deacon still shook his head, "I'm referring to Sword Dao aspects, Xiao Yi, this Supreme Sword Cultivator, is more than worthy of these four forms."

"Oh?" The Deputy Dean raised an eyebrow.

It was the first time he remembered seeing old friend Hui Deacon give such a high evaluation to a young junior.

Hui Deacon smiled and said, "On the day I went to Heavenly King Mountain, I saw firsthand that Wind Snow Sword Dance, and the overwhelming sword intent embedded within countless snowflakes."

"Although I don't know how he achieved it at the Heavenly Extreme stage, he is indeed remarkable."

"Want to know?" The Deputy Dean smiled, "Just ask Qing Lin."

"No need." Hui Deacon shook his head, "Everyone has secrets, besides, Xiao Yi and I have no special relationship, why know more?"

Having said this, Hui Deacon gazed intently at Xiao Yi's back, muttering to himself.

"The Blood Realm Four Forms, though realized by me, even the fourth form I haven't mastered."

"But I believe, you can."

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The first update.