Fog Isle.
Sitting on the ocean of corpses, it's the only land in this world.
It's also the only place in this world that has life.
Even though the climate here is extremely cold, the temperature stays below zero all year round, but it's still the place that all humans dream of.
Every world, as long as they know about it, understand it, they'll crave it.
It's the legendary Isle of Fate.
Unfortunately, to reach this place, you must first die once.
That's an extremely painful death.
Every person who arrives at Fog Isle will appear in the ocean of corpses.
In the ocean, there will be monsters that specifically counter those who arrive.
After being killed by the monsters, the bodies of those who arrive will drift in the depths of the ocean.
Their souls will be imprisoned inside the bodies, forever enduring the suffocating pain of the deep sea.
If one day, the bodies can escape the fixed ocean currents and make it to Fog Isle, that would be a miracle of fate.
For those who perform miracles, even if only their bodies remain, Fog Isle will still grant them a new life.
Su Cher was currently on Fog Isle.
When she first flew into the sea of fog, she arrived here.
She didn't experience death and arrived at Fog Isle.
This was the first time in a hundred years.
Her luck made countless people jealous.
Not to mention, after an identity check, people found that her identity was something that Fog Isle couldn't refuse.
Her parents once sacrificed their lives for Fog Isle.
Although they were two unassuming people, Fog Isle was indebted to them.
Because of that, their daughter — — an orphan with a lucky fate, Fog Isle naturally wouldn't refuse.
At this time, Su Cher was in Guru Isa's room.
"Since you've become my disciple, you must learn one thing" the black-robed woman spoke.
"And that is to enjoy pain"
She reached her hand out, drew a Card, and spoke: "Let us see what kind of punishment you'll receive before you die, and what kind of pleasant voice you'll give me"
Su Cher stayed silent.
Is it still not enough?
Is it not time yet?
While she was thinking, a knock came from the void of space at the top of the mountain.
Su Cher silently clenched her fist.
— — -finally, the arranged matter had arrived.
"Who is it?" the black-robed woman spoke in displeasure.
In the air, the invisible darkness scattered towards the sky, as if a heavy gate had suddenly opened.
Two rows of ancient armors carried iron shields and longswords as they walked in with clanking sounds.
There was no one in the armor.
This seems to be an unknown spell, or perhaps a God's Chosen Skill.
The armor walked out without stopping and landed on the empty space at the top of the mountain.
"Professor Isa, sorry to bother you," the leader of the armors said in a low voice.
"Enforcers, what are you doing here?" The black-robed woman asked.
"We suspect this apprentice has done something inappropriate," the armor said.
"Oh? Was there such a thing? Is it serious? "
"We might have to use the death penalty," the armor said.
"Alright, please go ahead," the black-robed woman pondered for a moment, and said.
With her permission, the two rows of armors came to Su Cher's side.
"Su Cher?" the leader of the armored men asked in a low voice.
"It's me."
"The House of Discipline summons you for interrogation."
Su Cher did not even raise her head. Her heart was calm.
This was what he had expected, but he was still a little late.
She said, "Why me again? Haven't they already been reprimanded by the instructors for framing me multiple times? "
The armor replied: "This time, you've committed a crime punishable by death, so all 7 instructors are here"
The black-robed woman curiously asked: "Alerting 7 instructors, another crime punishable by death, seems like you've done something else that I don't know about"
Su Cher looked at her and begged: "Please save me"
The black-robed woman was a bit hesitant at first, but as she heard that, she lightly smiled and waved her hand: "That's fine, go and accept your fate, I won't have to worry about it"
"Su Cher, please follow me to the House of Discipline, otherwise, we will have to use force" the armor coldly said.
Su Cher didn't answer right away, but being surrounded by 7-8 armors, she had no chance to escape.
Su Cher, on the other hand, was no longer panicking.
"Please lead the way, I also want to see how they intend to deal with me" she calmly said.
She followed the armor into the sky, disappearing into the mountain range.
The black-robed woman stood still for a while, muttering: "The House of Discipline … only those who are invited can enter. Very well, it's a good thing that I don't have to do it myself"
Leaving Guru Isa's room.
Su Cher followed the two rows of armors, passing through a floating bridge suspended in the middle of a bottomless abyss.
The cold wind continued to blow.
She controlled her body and tried to avoid looking at the giant spiders in the abyss.
Behind the floating bridge was a wide underground tunnel.
Every few dozen meters, she could see burning torches stuck on the wall.
They lit up the darkness, dispelling the chill in the humid air.
Even with the 7 instructors waiting, Su Cher still walked slowly without using any power.
This was in accordance with the rules.
Because the Institute was built in the sky, the entire building was covered in anti-magic power.
Students were also not allowed to use their powers in public.
The areas where they could use their powers were clearly marked.
This way, the Institute hidden deep in Fog Isle wouldn't attract the attention of powerful monsters from the infinite worlds.
It took Su Cher about 15 minutes to reach the House of Discipline.
The majestic House of Discipline looked like a gothic building from the medieval era.
Opening the door of the House of Discipline, there was a straight path that led to a throne on top of the stairs.
Sitting on the throne was a withered corpse with its head drooped.
The corpse was wearing a blood-red robe, leaning on the throne without moving.
Blood flowed like a river, forming a magnificent sight behind him.
The river of blood took up all the space behind the corpse, filling up the entire space from the ground to the ceiling.
The surging blood flowed without a sound, hitting each other and splashing everywhere.
The entire river of blood flowed in the air, never touching the ground.
A single person, with a river of blood behind him.
This was the legendary figure of the Institute.
Lord Bloodcloak, the Sentinel of the Institute.
On both sides of the path, there were several dozen statues of people.
These statues all had different postures, giving off a sense of solemnity.
A few women wearing robes stood in the middle of the path, motionless, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
As they saw Su Cher come in, they looked up at her with pride in their eyes.
The two rows of armors knelt down on one knee and reported: "Sentinel, 7 elders, the person has been brought"
The corpse on the throne looked up and spoke: "You may leave"
"Yes"
The armors stood up, slightly bowed, then left the House of Discipline.
"Su Cher"
Lord Bloodcloak leaned back on the throne and asked with a hoarse voice: "You've committed a crime punishable by death, what else do you have to say?"
Su Xue Er looked at him and naturally bowed to greet him.
She replied: "Sentinel sir, I don't even know what my crime is"
Lord Bloodcloak replied: "Hiding heretical techniques"
Su Cher smiled and replied: "Heretical techniques? I've never heard of any heretical techniques "
"But someone saw you reading a heretical technique booklet" Lord Bloodcloak replied.
"Then ask her to come out and confront me" Su Cher replied.
Seeing how confident she was, Lord Bloodcloak's tone calmed down and asked: "What do you have to say for yourselves?"
The girls standing in the middle of the path exchanged glances.
"One night, when I was resting, I saw her reading a small booklet, so focused that she didn't even notice me approaching" one of the girls said.
Another girl added: "When she was flipping through the booklet, I happened to see a certain sentence"
"What sentence?" Lord Bloodcloak asked.
"The realm of cultivation is divided into several levels, first is Qi Training, then Foundation Establishment" the girl answered.
Suddenly, from the dozens of statues on both sides of the path, seven of them spoke up:
"Heretical techniques!"
"Heretical techniques!"
"Heretical techniques!"
"Heretical techniques!"
"Heretical techniques!"
"Heretical techniques!"
"Heretical techniques!"
Lord Bloodcloak's voice became sharp: "Su Cher, cultivating heretical techniques is a crime punishable by death, do you have anything else to say?"
A long, rusty blade floated in the air, trembling uncontrollably.
Countless screams of pain resounded from the Blade.
The girls exchanged glances and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.
This guy who made it to Fog Isle alive is about to die.
They then looked at Su Cher, wanting to see her expression of fear before her death.
Su Cher only smiled and calmly spoke: "One night, when I was resting, I saw them flipping through a booklet, there was a sentence inside — — the realm of cultivation is divided into several levels, first is Qi Training, then Foundation Establishment …"
"They were probably afraid that I would tell on them, so they went ahead and reported it to the Elders"
The girls all said at once, "You're talking nonsense!"
"Bullshit!"
"It was you!"
Su Cher clasped her hands behind her back and casually spoke: "That's the truth"
Lord Bloodcloak went silent.
Seems like someone doesn't take me seriously and dared to come to the House of Law to deceive me and the seven Gurus.
He let out a creepy laugh and said: "Whoever dares to deceive us, the price won't just be a heavy crime"
He reached his hand out and picked up a scroll from the throne.
A blood-red scroll.
"Su Cher, do not resist"
As soon as Lord Bloodcloak said so, the scroll lit up in a bloody glow.
As the scroll burned, it scattered into several blood-red shadows that circled around Su Cher before returning to the throne.
A small booklet appeared in Lord Bloodcloak's hand.
"In your resting room, in a newly built secret compartment, there's a booklet like this" Lord Bloodcloak spoke.
"That's the one!" one of the girls screamed.
Su Cher stayed silent and said nothing.
Lord Bloodcloak picked up the booklet and flipped through it.
His voice suddenly became gentle: "Indeed, Su Cher's parents died in that war, sacrificing their lives for the Institute"
"This booklet is her mother's notes from that year"
"I remember that girl — — she was a smart student, let me take a closer look …"
"I found it, it's this lesson, the content about the Soul Points Origin of the infinite worlds"
"At the time, I was the one who taught the class, this notebook recorded my understanding and opinion of the World Origin, she actually recorded it all down"
Lord Bloodcloak's voice became a bit warmer.
"As well as her questions and my answers, hm, that's right, that's how I usually answer them …"
"What a good student"
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