The Final Chapter: Sword Douluo Arrives

"Ding~"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission-teaching Yu Xiaogang a lesson."

"Ding~"

"Congratulations to the host for receiving the following rewards: 250 years added to actual Soul Ring age, 250 Identity Points, and a 2.50-times boost to Healing Sword speed, lasting one week."

The system's voice rang out.

Ning Rongrong, who had been in high spirits just moments ago, was so shocked by the rewards that she nearly spat blood.

"**** you, system! Your rewards are stingy enough, but what's with all the 250s?"

She was furious.

But someone in another world, who had kindly handed out the rewards, was just as furious.

Everything had already been maxed out.

Yet she still wasn't satisfied.

That was the highest reward defeating Yu Xiaogang was worth.

No one could change that.

Ning Rongrong simply didn't know.

Fortunately, however tiny a mosquito's leg was, it was still meat.

She tried to calm herself down. Aside from the first two rewards being somewhat like chicken ribs, the increase to Healing Sword speed was quite good.

And it would last a whole week.

If she cultivated hard during that week, she should be able to obtain a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring or an actual Soul Ring age of a hundred thousand years.

[Aside: The mysterious girl was beside herself with rage. "System, can I obliterate him now?"

System: "Yes. How would you like to obliterate him?"

Mysterious girl: "Strike him with lightning! The more the better. Send it all at that handsome young man... Bah, that brat."

System: "Understood. Executing immediately."

Mysterious girl: "One more thing. Don't let a single bolt hit him."

System: "..."

And so, the already rather gloomy weather suddenly erupted with rolling thunder and raging lightning. A full eighty-one bolts struck, blasting Shrek Academy's main training ground to pieces.

Later generations called it "divine punishment from the God King's wife."

Ning Rongrong called it: "If I'd taken one more step, I'm afraid I would've been finished."]

Ning Rongrong stood completely still, letting the lightning rage as she waited for it to finish. The flurry of bolts had blocked almost every escape route, leaving her unable to move at all.

Fortunately, she had a system and wasn't the least bit flustered.

Yes, this system was very angry at the moment.

Oscar stared at the scene in shock. "Could Grandmaster's actions have angered the gods? How could it be this terrifying??"

It was the most terrifying sight he had seen in his entire life.

Dai Mubai said, still shaken, "Even if it was divine wrath, Grandmaster wasn't the one who provoked it. Didn't you see that most of the lightning was concentrated around Ning Rongrong?"

Oscar was puzzled. "But not a single bolt hit her?"

"All right, stop talking nonsense! If the gods had shown a little more backbone and hit her with just one bolt, I'd have been happy."

"Boss Dai, you... Rongrong is our classmate."

"Don't make me beat you up!" His effeminate manner suddenly resurfaced.

"..."

"Teacher!" Seeing Grandmaster sent flying so far that he had vanished from sight, Tang San hurried after him in a panic, with Xiao Wu following behind.

After the lightning had ravaged Shrek Academy's main training ground, Flender and Zhao Wuji quickly arrived at the scene.

Seeing that most of the people were all right, they breathed a sigh of relief. But then they saw that Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang had been knocked unconscious by some unknown force, leaving them greatly shocked.

Could he have been struck by lightning?

But there was no smell of roast meat.

Then what was it?

Zhao Wuji calmly looked around and saw Ning Rongrong holding the Ten Treasures Glazed Sword, gazing into the distance.

It was her after all!

"Ning Rongrong, do you know who that is? He's the most renowned Soul Master theory expert on the entire continent, as well as an honorary elder of Spirit Hall. Even if Pope Bibi Dong came here, she wouldn't dare do such a thing, and you..." Zhao Wuji demanded angrily.

"Would the Pope not dare, or would she simply disdain to?" Ning Rongrong waved a hand and withdrew her Martial Soul. She walked toward Flender step by step, her bearing not yielding an inch. "The principle I live by is: if others don't offend me, I won't offend them.

"Yu Xiaogang asked me to do it himself. Everyone here can testify to that."

"So what?" Zhao Wuji was so furious that he laughed instead, his tone inevitably carrying some resentment over Ning Rongrong walking away from him in the Star Dou Great Forest. "If I report this to Spirit Hall, do you think they'll tolerate you?"

"Going to tattle on me?" Ning Rongrong spread her hands and taunted him. "Then go on, go on. Maybe Spirit Hall can't wait for me to join them. Don't they love young geniuses most of all?

"Oh, or is it that you, Teacher Zhao, also think you're not qualified to teach me?"

"You!!!!" Zhao Wuji was livid but helpless. Instead, he whispered to Flender, "Dean, Shrek Academy really can't keep her any longer. Hurry up and send her away."

Flender shook his head and replied quietly, "Are you an idiot? Even now, you still dare to target the Little Demoness?

"If we really send her back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, what will she tell the people there?

"When the time comes, if either of those two Titled Douluo comes here, Shrek Academy will be finished."

"Then... what do we do?" Zhao Wuji finally recalled the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two Titled Douluo. When he thought again about what he had done to Ning Rongrong, fear gripped him. "But paper can't wrap up fire. This will come to light sooner or later. There's no telling how many people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have come outside the academy these past few days, and quite a few have high Soul Power levels. Everything Ning Rongrong does at Shrek Academy will probably be reported back very soon."

"If force won't work, we'll try a softer approach." A sly look flashed through Flender's eyes. "Keep her here. With Ning Rongrong, we'll be sure to win the championship in that tournament this time. And once she graduates without trouble, our academy will be known to everyone. A win for both sides is better than falling out now."

Flender was worthy of being the dean. His mind for devising plans was as finely tuned as his Martial Soul.

"But..."

Zhao Wuji wanted to say something more, but Flender cut him off.

The next moment,

Flender actually smiled at Ning Rongrong and said, "Indeed, a teacher like Grandmaster might not be suited to teaching you. Given your potential, I'm afraid none of the teachers at Shrek Academy are qualified to teach you.

"How about this? From now on, you can study on your own. As dean, I grant you the authority to do so.

"After all, you've already come to Shrek Academy. There's no need to let someone else's ignorance make things unpleasant, is there?"

Flender smiled without warmth. He really was devious.

"You're going back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Zhu Zhuqing misunderstood Flender and suddenly froze.

"I'm not going back, my little Zhu Zhuqing." Ning Rongrong giggled, merely nodding to Flender before turning to Zhu Zhuqing. "With you here, how could I bear to leave?"

Besides, if she was going to stay at Shrek Academy, she had to stay at least until the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament.

Everything was for more rewards!

As for these teachers and the dean of Shrek Academy...

Paper couldn't wrap up fire.

If she had sensed correctly...

Whoosh-

A fierce slash of sword Qi cut through the air, heading straight for Flender and Zhao Wuji.

Despite their strength, neither had time to react before the sword Qi sent them flying.

At the same time, an aged yet powerful voice rang out from every direction. "Flender, you've got some nerve! Do you really think there's no one left in my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"