Chapter 41: Old Man! I'm Getting Angry!
Wei Xiaofeng considered himself the strongest of the new students.
At just entering Eastsea Academy, he had already reached an astonishing Rank 25—unprecedented among freshmen throughout the academy's history.
He was confident that entering Shrek Academy was a matter of time.
Xie Xie? So what if he had twin companion spirits? Not true twin martial souls.
His own serpent lineage possessed a soul ancestor powerful enough to serve as a contracted spirit once he reached the Soul Emperor rank.
At that point, his Azure Shadow Serpent would evolve—its strength rivaling that of dragon-blooded martial souls.
Even Divine Craftsmen would have to work for him.
That was his confidence.
But then he heard it—an unfamiliar voice echoing from the doorway.
"Dark Demon Evil God Tiger."
He'd never heard of it before.
But with the word God in its name, it couldn't possibly be common.
No one in this era dared to name their martial soul so boldly unless its bloodline truly warranted it.
Otherwise, wouldn't calling Blue Silver Grass the "Blue Silver Emperor" just invite ridicule?
Yet the soul power that followed—
"Rank 29."
Wei Xiaofeng's smug smile froze solid.
Nine years old… Rank 29?
Was that even human?!
As the class turned their wide-eyed gazes toward the doorway, Jiang Chen stepped in, his expression calm and confident.
It had been ages since he'd felt so many human eyes on him.
Ah, yes. That feeling.
To swagger, to stun, to dominate—that was living.
If not for the necessity of using Immortal Spirit Qi to awaken his Evil God bloodline, he would have saved his Evil God Transformation for his third soul skill—after dealing with Shrek.
But plans changed. He had to accelerate everything.
Levels meant nothing to him anyway. Did anyone think a single rank could measure his strength? He could still handle a Limit Douluo if he wished.
The students stared as if looking at a creature beyond reason.
Why was someone like this in their first-year class?
It was like a college professor wandering into elementary school.
Even Wei Xiaofeng, who had been so full of himself only moments ago, didn't know where to place his face anymore.
Why now? Why after his introduction?
He felt like the punchline of a cruel joke.
"Jiang Chen, you're back!"
Long Hengxu's face lit up with joy. He'd half-believed the Huo Family had decided to withdraw him from enrollment entirely.
Thankfully, he had made it. Now their chances in the Eastsea Tournament were guaranteed.
Tang Wulin's eyes brightened immediately.
"Brother Jiang Chen! Over here!"
Jiang Chen cast a casual glance around, his eyes pausing on the silver-haired girl sitting coolly toward the back—Gu Yue.
Still clinging to her plan of luring the Golden Dragon King, huh?
Naïve. So utterly doomed to fail.
Na'er was gone; her "education" incomplete.
Guess it was time to teach this Silver Dragon King a thing or two instead.
But teaching a Dragon God incarnate wouldn't be easy.
Ah well—The Path of Education was long and perilous.
He approached the row where Gu Yue sat, gesturing for her to move aside.
She folded her arms, staring coldly ahead, clearly not planning to budge.
Jiang Chen only sighed, then dropped into the empty seat beside Tang Wulin.
"Do you know her?" Tang Wulin whispered.
"Of course," Jiang Chen replied casually. "From the Spirit Transmission Tower. Not human."
Tang Wulin blinked, then nodded in understanding. So not a good person.
If Brother Jiang Chen said it—then it was true. Na'er's friend wouldn't lie.
Conclusion: Gu Yue = Bad Woman.
And according to his senior sister's teachings—if one wanted to become a Divine Craftsman, one must stay far away from bad women.
Thud!
Jiang Chen didn't have to look back to know his chair had just been kicked.
Clearly, Gu Yue didn't appreciate his comment.
What, was he wrong?
It wasn't like she was actually human.
Before the situation could escalate, Long Hengxu glanced around and realized someone was missing.
"Jiang Chen, where's Huo Yun'er? Didn't she come back with you?"
Jiang Chen froze.
Huo… Yun'er?
It hit him all at once. His body went rigid.
Oh no.
He'd forgotten her!
He'd left the kid at home!
…
Mingdu, Huo Family Estate
Huo Yun'er stared blankly as the entire clan mobilized around her.
She tugged at a passing elder's sleeve. "What's happening?"
The disciples of the Huo Family all respected her deeply—after all, she was this generation's heir.
"Shrek Academy was attacked and has collapsed," one of them explained. "They chose to abandon Shrek City. It's been renamed Douluo City—the new Federal capital."
"Ah?"
Shrek Academy attacked? Abandoning Shrek City? Handing it to the Federation?
She recognized every word, yet together they made no sense.
Mingdu, the capital since the Sun Moon Empire's time, had always served the Federation.
But for the continent as a whole, it was too remote.
Shrek City had always been its real heart—home to the Spirit Transmission Tower, the Blacksmiths' Association, even the old, fallen Tang Sect.
Opposite the Star Dou Forest, rich in energy, its air and spirit power density far surpassed any other location.
Now, even that was gone.
Jiang Chen had taken Ah Yin and the Immortal Spirit Qi with him, but he'd left the natural core behind for the Federation.
He had no intention of dragging the entire continent into the Divine Realm—it would be far too heavy, far too complex.
Divine ascension required gods, not a world.
Breaking the Level 100 limit—he'd leave that for the Federation to figure out.
He just needed to become a god himself.
But what did any of that have to do with her ancestor?
Surely the old monster hadn't actually… attacked Shrek herself?
The thought made her snort in disbelief.
Impossible!
The Ancestor would never do that.
Shrek Academy was a sanctuary for soul masters—a sacred ground recognized by all.
Her Ancestor causing its downfall? Ridiculous.
Just then, one of her cousins turned to her. "By the way, Yun'er, why aren't you at class? Isn't today Eastsea Academy's first day?"
"I'm waiting for Brother Jiang Chen," she replied softly.
"Brother… Jiang Chen?"
The young clansman gave her a knowing look.
Of course he knew what the Patriarch's intentions were. The whole inner family did.
Poor little Yun'er—sacrificing herself for the family's alliance.
He patted her shoulder gently. "You didn't hear? The Ancestor's already gone back."
Huo Yun'er blinked. "What? Gone back?"
He… returned… without saying goodbye?
Pulling out her communicator, she scrolled through their last messages.
—Two weeks ago
The Cutest Girl in the Universe: "Ancestor, what do you want for lunch?"
This Age's Suppressor of All Things: "Ask Na'er."
—One week ago
The Cutest Girl in the Universe: "Ancestor, I really want to know what you like to eat. Yun'er's been learning to cook!"
This Age's Suppressor of All Things: "Don't get distracted. Focus on forging. For meals, ask Na'er."
Her little fists tightened.
She was furious.
So now she wasn't even worth eating with?
Had she fallen so far as to be completely ignored?
Her eyes flashed. Furious fingers flew over her communicator.
The Cutest Girl in the Universe:
"OLD MAN!!! I'M GETTING ANGRY!!!"
(END CHAPTER)
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