Batian Martial Soul

"but!"

In an instant, Green Spirit's voice, which had been somewhat peaceful, suddenly turned cold, and her tone became more serious than ever before, like a heavy alarm bell ringing heavily in Ling Xiao's heart, making his soul tremble.

"remember!
You must remember this well!

Green Spirit's voice carried an undeniable emphasis, each word seemingly containing boundless power, drilling straight into Ling Xiao's ears.

“Evil is not the kind of wickedness that is committed without cause or reason, or that is done wantonly!”

It is not a mad act of irrationality or a descent into chaos!

Green Spirit's voice was deep and powerful, as if telling an ancient and profound secret.

Then, with a solemnity like that of establishing a new school of thought, it slowly said: "The so-called 'evil nature' is not a synonym for evil, but a powerful force!"

It is a unique existence deeply rooted in one's nature!

You cultivators always talk about "following the natural way" and "seeing one's true nature," pursuing that so-called "true self."

In fact, this 'wicked nature' and what you pursue are essentially the same!

Just like different rivers that eventually flow into the sea, they all lead to the same destination!

At this point, Green Spirit's voice suddenly rose, carrying an unquestionable majesty, as if a god were proclaiming a decree: "The key lies in control!"
This is of utmost importance; it's the core of everything!

You must control your wicked nature!
It's like riding a wild and unruly horse, making it obey your commands and move forward according to your wishes!

You must master it, make it your driving force, and make it your aid in climbing to the peak!

You must be the master of your power, not be consumed by your evil nature and become a beast that only knows killing and destruction, losing yourself in endless darkness!
To reach a state of complete freedom, one must not overstep the boundaries of the rules!
This is the very essence of my wicked path, the core of its millennia-long heritage!

Its tone carried an ancient pride and a steadfast bottom line, as if proclaiming the dignity of the wicked path to the world: "My wicked path is not a chaotic path without any rules, but has its own rules of conduct and inviolable iron laws!"
Killing is not our goal, but only to uphold our principles, to protect those who deserve our protection, and to defend the beliefs in our hearts!

Plunder is not necessarily about insatiable greed; it is simply about survival, acquiring the resources necessary to reach the top, becoming stronger, and thus better protecting everything one wants to protect!
We do as we please and act according to our own desires, but we will never violate the moral compass and bottom line deep within our hearts, and we will never do anything against our conscience or morality!

This is following one's heart without deviating from it; this is the true code of conduct for us in this wicked path!

"This is the true essence of a wicked master!"
You must understand this deeply!

Green Spirit's voice echoed in the hall, lingering for a long time.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, as if he were drawing some kind of mysterious power from within the hall.

At this moment, the malevolent aura permeating the hall was so thick that it was impossible to dissipate. The intensity of that aura was enough to cause ordinary martial artists to lose their minds and fall into endless fear and madness.

However, at this moment, this malevolent energy surged into Ling Xiao's lungs and internal organs, but instead of causing him any discomfort or rejection, it was like the most suitable nourishment for his body, continuously flowing into his body.

He felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration, a feeling that seemed to originate from the very source of life, filling him with power and giving rise to a sense of fulfilling strength.

It was as if every breath was creating a strange resonance with the mark between his brows. The mark shimmered with a faint light, as if it were greedily absorbing this evil energy, while at the same time constantly strengthening his evil body, making his body more resilient and stronger.

He stood quietly in place, his posture as upright as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain.

After a moment, he slowly raised his right hand, the movement gentle and steady, as if this gesture contained endless profound meaning.

The five fingers slowly unfolded like blooming petals, each finger stretched straight out as if to touch the invisible sky.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes suddenly sharpened, as if a cold glint flashed, and his right hand clenched tightly!
In an instant, a series of crisp cracking sounds rang out, like gold and jade clashing together, particularly jarring in the silent space.

The explosion didn't come from the outside, but from his own joints, as if every bone was cheering and releasing its pent-up power.

The moment his five fingers came together, an invisible yet powerful force erupted from his palm.

This immense force, like a surging tide or a raging hurricane, fiercely squeezed the air around the palm.

The air seemed to groan in unbearable pain, as if a creature oppressed to the extreme was crying out in agony.

Visibly, the surrounding air began to distort and deform, as if being kneaded by an invisible hand, and then slowly collapsed, as if forming a tiny black hole.

The scene made it seem as if he was not holding ethereal air, but rather fragile crystal, which would shatter into countless glittering fragments with the slightest force.

"Follow your heart... but do not overstep your bounds..."

Ling Xiao lowered his head slightly, his gaze deep and focused, and repeated those five words in a low voice.

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck the empty bone prison like a heavy hammer, each word echoing on the walls, lingering for a long time, carrying a sense of calm and certainty from a nascent understanding of the Great Dao.

As he whispered, the dark red, lustrous "孽" (evil) mark between his brows seemed to be instantly infused into his soul by a mysterious power.

The mark, already eerie and majestic, suddenly flickered, its light radiating out as if it were tangible, exuding an even deeper and more restrained ferocity.

This ferocity was not the kind of arrogant domineering aura, but a terrifying power hidden beneath the calm, like a giant beast lurking in the abyss, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy at any moment.

Ling Xiao felt a brand new power surging within his body like a rushing river. The power flowed freely through his meridians, and every cell in his body cheered and jumped for joy, as if welcoming a long-awaited king.

His body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from excitement, because of the infinite possibilities brought by this new power.

A new path has quietly unfolded beneath his feet.

It was a road full of unknowns and challenges, perhaps thorny and fraught with danger, but Ling Xiao's eyes showed no fear, only anticipation.

He knew that this path would lead him to a completely new realm, a height he had never imagined.

But the new challenges are only just beginning. (End of Chapter)