This Isn't That Heartless Shopkeeper?!

At dawn, Tang San sat on the dormitory roof, his bright eyes fixed on the first ray of sunlight at the horizon.

The three injured people had awakened one after another during the night.

They had all suffered internal injuries, but under Shao Xin's healing candy beans, they had basically recovered. At the very least, their future cultivation and daily lives would not be affected in any way.

The Purple Demon Eyes cultivated by Tang San required the first wisp of purple qi at dawn to nourish itself.

Ning Tianchen, who was practicing swordsmanship in front of the dormitory, noticed his movements and could not help stopping.

Tang San is cultivating the Purple Demon Eyes without any attempt to hide it? He chuckled inwardly and tried to glean the cultivation method of the Purple Demon Eyes from Tang San's practice.

However, after a while, he gained nothing at all.

He had greatly underestimated the wisdom of the ancestors.

Whether it was Hidden Weapons or cultivation techniques, the Tang Sect must have had safeguards in place. Without knowing the exact method, even if someone watched from the very beginning, they would never be able to learn it.

After ending his cultivation, Tang San noticed Ning Tianchen's gaze.

Remembering what had happened yesterday, he felt a wave of embarrassment.

After holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "Morning."

"I didn't expect you to get up early to cultivate too. But with your Blue Silver Grass Spirit, you probably don't need to cultivate like this, right?" Ning Tianchen asked casually.

Naturally, Tang San could not reveal the Tang Sect Techniques, so he casually made up an excuse.

"By the way, I heard Brother Dai talking about it last night. Tianchen, thank you."

Ning Tianchen waved his hand. "We're a team. We share glory and disgrace."

As for whether Tang San could take those words to heart, he did not know.

If Tang San's temperament could change, he would not mind becoming teammates with him.

Tang San smiled awkwardly, then quickly changed the subject.

Shrek Academy was located within a village, where "working at sunrise and resting at sunset" was the villagers' way of life.

They had indeed risen very early, but the fields around the village were already filled with busy figures.

Early that morning, Ning Tianchen had found a villager to help buy breakfast.

With food available, everyone from Shrek Academy came to the cafeteria.

It was worth mentioning that because there was breakfast, Tang San and Xiao Wu did not get into a conflict with Ma Hongjun.

All eight people gathered in the cafeteria and introduced themselves to one another.

"Haha, the academy suddenly has five more new students. It'll be livelier from now on," Oscar said with a smile.

Ma Hongjun sat off to the side, looking sour.

The academy's three female students were all taken.

That morning, he and Cuihua had completely fallen out. How was he supposed to live from now on?

"Brother Dai, today is the opening ceremony. Will the dean attend?" Tang San could not help asking.

He was extremely curious what kind of extraordinary person could create a Shrek Academy like this.

Dai Mubai replied, "He probably will. But you'd better prepare your tuition. Our academy's fees aren't cheap."

"Alright, hurry up and finish breakfast. We'll be gathering at the Great Playground shortly."

Ning Rongrong was also very curious about the dean.

Shrek Academy was practically a bundle of contradictions.

The academy was filled with geniuses, yet its management was incredibly lax. It had so many capable teachers, yet it was terribly poor.

What kind of oddball would establish an academy like this?

The answer was soon revealed.

After the time it took an incense stick to burn, the eight of them gathered at the academy's Great Playground.

A moment later, Flender walked toward the group with his hands clasped behind his back.

There were two bruises on his cheeks. Clearly, last night's events had affected him as well.

"Cough, cough."

After two light coughs, the chatter among the group immediately stopped.

Flender walked before them and said calmly, "This year is quite good. We have five more little monsters. I am Flender, dean of Shrek Academy. Welcome to the academy. Later, go find Teacher Li and pay one hundred Gold Soul Coins each for tuition."

"It's you!" Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong exclaimed in unison.

At the mention of Flender, both of them were filled with resentment.

Ning Rongrong hated him because he had stolen something from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and still refused to admit it.

Xiao Wu, on the other hand, had simply been scammed by him.

She had gone to his little shop the day before yesterday, and a battered bracelet had actually cost one thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Flender's face did not redden, nor did his heart race. His gaze swept over the crowd. "Today is the opening ceremony, so there will be no classes. Formal lessons begin tomorrow. No one is allowed to be late. Tonight, have dinner early. Afterward, this dean will take you to a good place for cultivation."

The three older students, especially Dai Mubai, looked utterly miserable. "Dean, isn't this a little too early?"

Flender glared at him without saying more, then turned and left the Great Playground.

Compared to other academies, Shrek Academy's opening ceremony felt like a complete joke.

There were no speeches from the leadership, nor were there any addresses from alumni. It was simply announced, and that was that.

If a dean like this were placed on Blue Star, the students would probably worship him as a god.

Although Ning Rongrong was attending an academy for the first time, she had previously accompanied Ning Fengzhi to Heaven Dou Royal Academy's opening ceremony.

By comparison, Shrek Academy's opening ceremony seemed far too childish.

"Rongrong, do you enjoy listening to the dean ramble on and on?" Ning Tianchen asked.

Ning Rongrong shook her head.

She had only attended Heaven Dou Royal Academy's opening ceremony once and had never gone again.

The procedures were simply too tedious, and the three education committee members had spouted a mountain of pointless nonsense.

"By the way, Tianchen Gege, where exactly is the place the dean mentioned tonight?" Ning Rongrong could not help asking.

She could not say that she had any favorable impression of Flender.

Still, this was her first time living at an academy, and she held some expectations for the future.

"It should be the Great Soul Arena. For Spirit Masters, there is no faster way to improve than actual combat," Ning Tianchen explained.

Shutting oneself away and blindly creating was not a viable path. The reason his swordsmanship had improved so rapidly was, ultimately, because he had sparred with the sect's disciples.

However, for Support System Spirit Masters, actual combat did not do much to improve them. It was better to enter a Cultivation Retreat and cultivate Soul Power.

"You know about the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, right, Rongrong? Our team now has eight people, which already meets the requirements to participate. How could we possibly miss such a grand event?"

Ning Rongrong still felt that it was unreliable, but on second thought, as long as Ning Tianchen was there, she would not be too bored.

After paying the tuition, Ning Tianchen spent the entire morning honing his swordsmanship.

During that time, he also pondered many things.

Because of his arrival, some events had already changed.

For example, Flender had not made Ning Rongrong and Oscar run around the village. As a result, he would not be able to lecture Ning Rongrong over that afterward.

Furthermore, they had offended Meng Yiran earlier in Barack City.

Whether any accidents would occur during the upcoming spirit beast hunt was hard to say.

After all, Tang San was the child of fortune of this continent. With so many factors protecting him, making him lose the Eight Spider Spirit Bone would probably not be easy.