The Grandmaster Arrives? A Scumbag Arrives

They had reached a crucial point, and the Grandmaster wanted to learn more about Zhu Zhuqing.

But Zhao Wuji and Flender had suddenly shifted their attention to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong had clearly risen by five levels, while Zhu Zhuqing had risen by thirteen.

Between five and thirteen, wasn't thirteen more surprising?

Why did they care more about Ning Rongrong's improvement instead?

Zhao Wuji and Flender had suddenly stopped paying him any attention, and the Grandmaster's formerly haughty expression crumbled. To learn more, he had no choice but to lower his "noble" head. "Teacher Zhao, what exactly is going on?"

Well, well, well.

The Grandmaster, always known for his cold aloofness and arrogance, had finally seen a day like this.

It was truly the greatest joke under heaven.

Let's see you act aloof now.

I'm the teacher of all these Little Monsters. Who the hell are you?

Tang San's teacher?

Tang San's potential didn't look like much now, either.

Zhao Wuji felt much happier at his words, but no matter how pleased he was with himself, he couldn't overstep when speaking to the Grandmaster. "It's a long story, Grandmaster."

Flender nodded in agreement. "It really is a long story."

"..." The Grandmaster was furious, but helpless. "Then, sorry for the trouble, but could you make it short?"

"In that case, I have to mention the day Ning Rongrong first enrolled." Zhao Wuji fell into thought. "That day..."

"..."

That day, an exceptionally beautiful girl had come to Shrek Academy. Her looks alone were among the finest on the entire Douluo Continent, but when she released her Martial Soul, everyone was startled again.

It was a Martial Soul extremely similar to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

At first, they had thought it was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

But the strength the girl later displayed in her fight against Zhao Wuji was definitely not something the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could have given her.

Judging by the way she had recited her incantations, the girl's Martial Soul was actually a Mutated Martial Soul—the Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

It was a Martial Soul they had never heard of, yet its abilities were who knew how many times greater than those of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

It surpassed the top Support System Martial Soul, so calling it a god-level Martial Soul was no exaggeration.

Later, the girl had entered Shrek Academy through her own strength. She had taken on Zhao Wuji and Flender head-on by herself and, in a rage, crippled Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai. Everyone had come to call her the "Little Demoness."

And while the girl's title was changing, her Martial Soul was still changing too.

At some unknown point, the Little Demoness's Martial Soul had mutated again, from the Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Ten Treasures Glazed Sword. It had become something that surpassed a god-level Martial Soul—a super-god-level Martial Soul.

A single move had been enough to injure Flender.

What terrifying strength, even if Flender hadn't used his full power.

But who else on the entire Douluo Continent had ever seen such monstrous strength in a Soul Master at level twenty-something?

From then on, the Little Demoness killed any person who blocked her path and slew any Buddha who stood in her way. She practically walked sideways through Shrek Academy.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, in everyone's eyes, she was perhaps nothing more than a little tail following the Little Demoness around.

"So..."

"So the reason Zhu Zhuqing improved so much must have something to do with this Little Demoness?" As the Grandmaster listened to Zhao Wuji's account, even the hairs on his body stood on end.

Though the storytelling was mediocre and had no background music to accompany it, he still trembled all over, and his legs went weak.

Perhaps a monster really had appeared in this world.

No, not one of the Little Monsters recruited by Shrek Academy, but a real monster.

After all, if she weren't a monster, how could she possibly be so powerful?

"How could such a monstrous existence appear on the continent? Was Ning Rongrong's Innate Soul Power at the maximum level?" The Grandmaster couldn't calm himself for a long time. He hoped to analyze Ning Rongrong and use her to refine or prove his own theories.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Is she really the biological daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master?"

Everyone nodded.

"When you two fought her, you really didn't deliberately hold back, and fought her level-thirty Soul Power with three Soul Rings?"

Everyone shook their heads, then nodded.

But no matter how the Grandmaster questioned them, he couldn't get the answers he wanted.

That was because abilities and improvements like Ning Rongrong's stood entirely apart from his theories. With her around, his theories weren't worth a damn.

"I... I want to meet her." The Grandmaster hung his head somewhat, deeply unwilling to accept it.

As long as Ning Rongrong was around, his theories and his most perfect work-Tang San-weren't worth mentioning. He found that hard to accept.

"In that case, starting tomorrow, why don't you teach this group of students for a while? You can also catch up with Tang San," Flender said, going along with him, well aware of what the Grandmaster was thinking.

"Mm, all right."

The Grandmaster let out a deep sigh and walked dejectedly out of the dean's office.

He looked up to see dark clouds stretching for ten thousand miles and crows flying across the sky.

He both anticipated and feared the coming day.

The next day.

The students of Shrek Academy once again gathered on the main training ground at almost the same time.

But apart from Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing whispering to each other, everyone wore a frighteningly grim expression.

Dai Mubai probably found it hard to smile after losing his manhood. That was only natural.

Xiao Wu and Oscar, meanwhile, were still dwelling on Tang San's private meeting with Ning Rongrong the previous night.

Tang San...

The fact that he couldn't use Ning Rongrong's powerful abilities for himself frightened Tang San. He feared she would become his enemy in the future, but he also knew that he might not be her match now and couldn't order her around.

Half an incense stick's time passed before a hunched figure appeared in front of the students. This was the new teacher who would be teaching them today.

His face was unfamiliar to them.

But to Tang San, he was like a ray of sunlight breaking through dark clouds. Tang San was both surprised and delighted. "Grandmaster, what brings you here?"

Grandmaster?

A Pokémon master?

A feng shui master?

A ramen master?

Or a bald master?

Ning Rongrong looked up. Though she had never met him, she recognized this so-called Grandmaster by his appearance.

Damn it.

What grandmaster?

This is obviously that scumbag Yu Xiaogang!

In a sense, it was precisely because of Yu Xiaogang and the others that the continent had been thrown into such chaos that even the chickens and dogs knew no peace.

Yu Xiaogang nodded at Tang San impassively, but his gaze didn't linger on him for long. Instead, he swept his eyes over the others. Only when his gaze fell on Ning Rongrong did his pupils begin to change, showing shock, unwillingness, and resentment.

His expression was complicated.

But Ning Rongrong was staring fixedly at Yu Xiaogang as well, and her gaze was straightforward: pure provocation.

They said Shrek Academy gathered Little Monsters.

In truth, it had clearly gathered all kinds of scumbags.

They really did come one after another, without ever stopping...