Shen Miao asked worriedly, "Then what should we do?"

"Just kill him." Jiuying said casually, his hand gripping the bag tightly, squeezing the space inside the bag more and more.

As a remnant of its soul, the Beast Soul actually felt suffocated.

It crouched down in agony, clutching its neck with both hands. It raised its head, its gaze sweeping hatefully over Jiuying and Shen Miao, a sinister smile curling at the corner of its mouth: "You will die, you will all die."

Jiuying showed no mercy and crushed the bag.

With a sound, the beast's shadowy form transformed into specks of light and vanished before our eyes.

Shen Miao hurriedly asked Jiu Ying, "If it dies, will the beast shaman who controlled it know?"

“Yes.” Jiuying nodded firmly. “But what does it matter? He can just send more people over and kill them again.”

Shen Miao couldn't understand what grudge this beast shaman had against them, and why he would do such a thing. When the beast spirit died, the intense resentment was palpable even to a fool.

The Beast Soul is controlled by the Beast Shaman, and the Beast Shaman must have inputted such thoughts into the Beast Soul.

That's very strange.

As Shen Miao pondered these questions, Jiu Ying suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about? Are you frightened?"

"No, I just think this beast shaman is pretty strange. I don't think I've offended any beast shamans. What's his purpose in doing this?" Shen Miao scratched her head.

As an observer, Jiuying knew more than Shenmiao.

He roughly guessed the reason for the appearance of this beast soul. It was nothing more than that Shen Miao was becoming more and more powerful, posing a threat to many beastmen and strange beasts around. Everyone wanted to disintegrate Xuan Ran's army, and it would be best to get rid of Shen Miao.

You should know that no orc has ever done what Shen Miao has done in all these years.

Shen Miao was stunned. "I... I'm not that good, am I?"

Jiuying said helplessly, "Don't go out and say that. The Xuanran Army alone makes so many people envious and jealous. But even if they use beast shamans to attack, don't worry. At worst, we can kill the beast shamans along with them."

He can kill a beast spirit, and he can kill a beast witch as well.

Shen Miao was somewhat interested in the profession of beast shaman and asked, "What is a beast shaman?"

“In the past, beast shamans mainly performed divination. Every tribe had one, and the skills were passed down from generation to generation. Later, fewer and fewer people possessed this ability, so the beast shamans began to refine souls. If a family had a beastman who died, they could ask the beast shaman to refine a soul for them, supposedly to preserve the deceased forever. In reality, this is a kind of evil magic.” Jiuying said this as she and Shen Miao arrived home.

Upon hearing this, the children immediately asked, "Uncle Jiuying, what kind of evil magic are you talking about?"

Qingchen said from the side, "Refining souls is not necessarily all evil magic; it depends on how the person refining it uses it."

People have always held a prejudice against the creation of souls, believing that those who do such things are definitely not good people, so the reputation of beast shamans has begun to decline.

Jiuying agreed with Qingchen's words, saying, "That's right. If you use it to harm people, it's definitely an evil technique. For example, the beast spirit I killed today, the beast shaman behind it obviously had bad intentions."

The little ones were disappointed that they couldn't see the Beast Soul, and they pestered Qingchen and Jiuying, wanting to see what the Beast Soul looked like.

"I'll take you to see it next time I have the chance," Jiu Ying agreed.

Not to mention the children, even Shen Miao was a little tempted after hearing about it. Refining souls sounded very sophisticated. Later, she avoided the children and went to find Jiu Ying, asking slyly, "You know how to refine souls, right?"

Jiuying immediately guessed her thoughts: "You want to learn?"

"Yes, can you teach me? I remember you collected quite a few remnants of strange beasts last time. Can I use those to refine them?"

Jiuying thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Given Shen Miao's current status and position, it's always good for her to learn more, and it will also help her better protect her children.

Because refining souls is somewhat dangerous, Shen Miao didn't learn it at home. Instead, she found an abandoned house near the training ground, where Jiu Ying began to explain some of the essentials of refining souls to her.

"That's pretty simple."

After listening, Shen Miao was full of confidence, feeling that she would soon be able to learn it.

Jiuying took out a wisp of remnant soul and wrapped it with his spiritual power. Because the remnant soul was taken from the body of a ferocious beast, it was also extremely ferocious.

It wouldn't stay still in Jiuying's hands, rushing around restlessly.

Jiuying remained calm and composed, steadily fixing that wisp of soul with its spiritual power, while continuously invading and merging with it, as if it were polishing a piece of jade that it liked.

Shen Miao watched intently, finding it fascinating, when she saw Jiu Ying retract the remnant soul and say to Shen Miao, "Alright, that's all for today."

Soul refinement is not something that can be learned in a day or two; it requires a gradual approach.

Shen Miao understood this principle, and from then on, she would come to learn for a period of time every day. By the seventh day, she had also started to refine her soul.

When Shen Miao touched the remnant soul, she was stunned. She saw that Jiu Ying was holding the remnant soul quite easily, but why did the soul feel prickly and very sharp to her?

"This remnant soul itself carries a malevolent aura and is unwilling to submit, so naturally its spirit is difficult to handle," Jiuying explained.

Shen Miao suddenly realized and began to release her spiritual power to envelop the remnant soul. Jiu Ying watched her from the side. Shen Miao was not very skilled and did not know how much spiritual power to release.

Too many will shatter the remaining soul, while too few will not be able to suppress it.

Stumbling and struggling, it finally reached the halfway point of the remnant soul. It seemed to have exhausted itself and stopped struggling, letting Shen Miao knead and shape it as she pleased, appearing quite obedient.

Shen Miao was secretly delighted. Could it be that the soul refinement had been successful?

Her heart skipped a beat, and the remnant soul in her hand immediately sensed it. It struggled to break free from Shen Miao's grasp and ran towards the door, but the door was closed. So it leaped onto the ceiling, laughing maniacally, "Foolish beastmen, now is the time for your retribution!"

This remnant soul has been refined to half its potential, but it still retains its own thoughts, only its abilities are more powerful than before it died.

It attacked Shenmiao and Jiuying, and threatened to kill all the orcs in the camp.

Shen Miao was anxious, afraid that the Soul Refiner would really run out and kill people, so she kept releasing supernatural attacks. Jiu Ying also joined in, and the two of them worked together to disperse the remnant soul.

Fortunately, this Soul Refining Technique was only a half-finished product, otherwise it would have been even more difficult to deal with.

Shen Miao patted her chest, still shaken, and said, "I never imagined that a half-finished product would be so powerful. I can hardly imagine how powerful a real beast soul would be."

In fact, the power of a beast soul is related to the person who refines it. A beast soul refined with profound and pure spiritual energy will naturally be more powerful.

A beast shaman whose own spiritual power is only average would likely not be able to create very powerful beast souls.