The day after the first semester of the first year at Shrek Academy ended, the academy was not desolate due to the holiday. Instead, it was even more lively than during the assessment period, and the air was filled with a sense of suppression and restlessness.
And today was the day of Zhou Yi's public execution.
On Sea God Island, Vice Dean of the spirit tool Department, Qian Duoduo, looked at Fan Yu, who was kneeling in front of him, his face haggard and his eyes vacant, and sighed helplessly.
Fan Yu had been kneeling there for three days and three nights, only to beg the academy to spare Zhou Yi and let her live.
But clearly, his actions were futile.
"Fan Yu, give up. Elder Mu will not agree," Qian Duoduo advised him with reluctance in his voice.
Fan Yu remained silent, still kneeling, stubborn like a statue.
Qian Duoduo shook his head, sighing softly in his heart, 'One reaps what one sows.'
At a certain moment, a communication spirit tool he carried with him vibrated slightly.
Qian Duoduo took it out, and immediately a light screen was projected.
The scene unfolded: the execution had begun... Above the tall, temporary execution platform in the center square of Shrek City.
At this moment, Zhou Yi was disheveled, firmly bound to the execution rack. Her former strict and sharp image was completely gone, leaving only a crazed frenzy in her eyes.
At one moment, a figure lightly descended onto the center of the platform. It was Han Ruoruo.
Her face was solemn, and she held a scroll of charges. Her cold voice, amplified by a spirit tool, clearly spread throughout the entire square as she began listing Zhou Yi's crimes one by one.
"Criminal Zhou Yi, during her tenure, abused her authority, arbitrarily dismissing students who were slightly less talented or displeased her, totaling 347 individuals, thus ruining their Spirit Master futures.
"During teaching, she implemented inhuman corporal punishment, using 'tempering' as an excuse to commit abuse, causing physical and mental trauma to many students.
"She also arranged training far exceeding limits, disregarding students' endurance, leading to permanent disabilities for many students. Furthermore, in pursuit of false achievements, she tacitly allowed and condoned students using improper means, corrupting the academy's ethos."
The charges were clearly read out, striking everyone's hearts like heavy hammers.
Below the platform, the surrounding populace was already enraged.
In the crowd, several men and women whose faces were no longer youthful, even bearing signs of hardship, were emotionally agitated. They were all former students who had been arbitrarily expelled by Zhou Yi or had survived her torture.
On the execution rack, Zhou Yi's eyes were bloodshot, and she screamed hoarsely:
"What do you fools know?! My methods are the correct ones! Shrek doesn't need mediocrity! It is only right and proper that those wastes, those pieces of trash, should get lost! I was helping the academy filter out the true elites! You idiots, you simply don't understand!!"
Han Ruoruo's gaze was calm, ignoring the raving of this person about to die.
After reading the final charge, she slowly turned and walked steadily down the execution platform.
Immediately following her, a woman dressed in plain clothes, appearing to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, carrying a silver-white metal briefcase, slowly walked up.
Her face was serene, and she wore a faint smile on her lips as she stood before the crazed Zhou Yi.
"Long time no see, Teacher Zhou," the woman said, her voice gentle.
Zhou Yi froze, her cloudy eyes struggling to focus, but she couldn't recall who the person in front of her was.
The woman didn't seem surprised. She shook her head gently and smiled, saying, "How could you remember me? In your eyes, 'mediocrities' like us are nothing more than trash that can be discarded at any time."
She said no more, bent down, placed the briefcase at her feet, and opened it with a click.
Inside the case, various types of cold, glittering blades were neatly arranged.
Scalpels, eyebrow knives, and hook knives—the tools were dazzling, reflecting a cold luster in the sunlight, carrying a hint of chill.
The woman extended a slender finger and retrieved a willow-leaf scalpel as thin as a cicada's wing, her movements gentle and focused, as if handling a work of art.
She looked at the cold light flowing across the blade, slowly calming down, her voice completely devoid of emotion: "Twelve years ago, my younger brother enrolled in Shrek. He was 'lucky' enough to be assigned to your class.
"He was just a support systemSpirit Master. His spirit power wasn't strong, but he was diligent enough to barely survive your first round of 'elimination.'
"But he shouldn't have... He shouldn't have been resented by you and made an example of as a 'troublemaker,' subjected to escalating corporal punishment, simply because he reported the unreasonableness of your training methods to the teaching office at the time."
The woman's voice paused slightly, her fingertip tracing the cold edge of the blade.
"Three months of freshman life were like Hell for him. Endless weighted running every day severely overtaxed his body, and even during the freshman assessment, you deliberately placed him in the weakest team.
"Without surprise, he was eliminated.
"He left Shrek, but he didn't go home. A few days later, I found his body in a small hotel within Shrek City."
The woman's voice finally held a barely noticeable tremble, yet the smile on her face never vanished.
She raised her hand, gathering a trace of sharp spirit power at her fingertip, and precisely tapped Zhou Yi's lower abdomen Dantian.
"Ugh Ah!"
Zhou Yi screamed miserably. She only felt a tearing pain coming from her Dantian, and a tiny fissure was forcibly opened.
The spirit power she had cultivated for years began to slowly leak out uncontrollably, and her cultivation Realm started to drop at a slow pace, with no possibility of recovery.
What was bizarre was that, simultaneously, a surge of pure life force was wrapped up by the leaking spirit power and forcibly poured into her limbs and bones, making her feel unprecedentedly "clear" and "healthy." Even her senses became exceptionally sharp.
"W-what do you want to do?!"
The genuine decline in her cultivation finally made Zhou Yi feel fear at this moment, and she screamed shrilly.
The smile remained on the woman's face, and she chuckled, "This is slow slicing, Teacher Zhou. Naturally, I must ensure your life is safe until the process is over.
"Don't worry. Even setting aside personal vendettas, purely to maintain professional standards, I wouldn't let you die easily."
As the woman's voice fell, the willow-leaf scalpel, thin as a cicada's wing, slowly descended, reflected in Zhou Yi's suddenly widened pupils.
"Ah——!!!!!!"
The execution had begun... News of Shrek's public slow slicing of Zhou Yi, along with some processed video footage, swept across the entire Douluo Three Kingdoms like a storm within a single day, thanks to the pervasive public opinion network of the Mingmeng Chamber of Commerce.
The populace of the Douluo Three Kingdoms discussed this with relish, while the various powers within the Douluo Three Kingdoms saw Shrek's drastic, iron-fisted change.
Just when everyone thought this bloody curtain had fallen, Zhang Lexuan's actions did not cease; in fact, they intensified.
A trial, or perhaps a massacre, targeting Shrek's interior members, had begun within Shrek.
(End of Chapter)
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