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Seeing Xiao Wu like this, Mo Lang could not bear to tell her that the village was Shrek Academy.

The three of them walked over. Xiao Wu and Tang San both noticed something was off. Quite a few people had indeed gathered at the village entrance, most of them boys and girls around their age, with parents accompanying many of them.

Up close, it was much like the novel had described. An old man in his sixties sat behind a wooden table, while a somewhat battered sign hung from a wooden archway at the village entrance. Five simple words were written on it—Shrek Academy.

Before those five words was a green portrait. This was Shrek, the strange soul beast that had never appeared in the novel.

"No way, this is Shrek Academy?" Xiao Wu found it hard to accept reality for a moment. The more beautifully she had described it before, the more disappointed she felt now.

"This can be called a Soul Master Academy?"

Even Tang San's lips twitched. Shrek Academy really was not much to look at.

There were around a hundred applicants lined up ahead of them. Quite a few were discussing how shabby Shrek Academy was. If Spirit Hall had not stated that graduates of Shrek Academy could become imperial viscounts, this place alone would have scared off a huge number of people.

"You do not meet the age requirement. You can leave."

At that moment, after a father and son paid the ten Gold Soul Coin registration fee, the old man turned them away. The pair immediately protested.

"Teacher, my son only turned thirteen recently. Could you make an exception?"

The old man said impatiently, "Do not hold up the people behind you. Do you not know the academy's rules? We only accept children under thirteen. Anyone over thirteen will not be admitted. You can leave."

"..."

The father and son argued for a few more moments, but once they saw the three soul rings behind Dai Mubai, they immediately left dejectedly.

That scene also frightened off quite a few others. The admission requirements were simply too harsh, and the registration fee was nonrefundable. Nobody's money came from the wind.

Afterward, another boy met the age requirement but failed to meet the strength requirement and was turned away.

The old man once again explained impatiently, "Shrek is a kind of monster. Our academy only accepts monsters. If you are over thirteen or your Soul Power has not reached level twenty-one, do not waste your time here."

Those words piqued Xiao Wu and Tang San's interest, and they remained in line.

At that moment, the old man spoke while releasing his soul rings. A powerful aura immediately silenced the noisy crowd.

A long staff covered in countless fine patterns appeared in the old man's hand. At the same time, six soul rings rose beneath his feet, their dazzling glow instantly becoming the center of attention.

"He is actually a level-sixty Soul Emperor!"

The people who had been protesting moments ago immediately shut their mouths when they saw the number of soul rings he possessed, their faces filled with shock and respect.

In the Balak Kingdom, Soul Emperors were few enough to count on one's fingers. Who would dare provoke one?

After that commotion, the line of over a hundred people instantly dwindled to just over a dozen.

The old man did not care about the academy's enrollment numbers and continued the registration process.

After learning of the old man's strength, Xiao Wu and Tang San became deeply interested in Shrek Academy. Only Mo Lang stood with his arms folded, casually surveying the surroundings without a care.

After several more students registered, Dai Mubai noticed Mo Lang's group. When he realized Mo Lang was looking at him as well, his chest inexplicably ached, as though he had recalled the terror of that punch yesterday.

Fortunately, Mo Lang had pulled back in time, so he had only suffered minor injuries. After eating Oscar's sausage and cultivating for a night, he had mostly recovered.

He had not told Oscar how he was injured. At the same time, he had been looking forward to today, wondering what Mo Lang had meant when he said he would become Shrek Academy's youngest teacher.

"Hm?"

A soft exclamation made them withdraw their gazes. The old man handling registration was looking at the girl before him with an uncertain, startled expression.

The girl in front of him withdrew the hand she had extended and smiled at him. "May I ask if I have passed the initial test?"

Mo Lang recognized her from her back alone. She was Ning Rongrong, the owner of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Though he could not see her face, he could tell from behind that Ning Rongrong was beautiful. Her neat, clean short hair revealed the fair skin of her neck. She was not as tall as Xiao Wu, but her long legs were the kind that could keep one staring for years.

Still, he was not particularly fond of Ning Rongrong. She had a princess complex her whole life.

He preferred independent, confident women like Xiao Wu and Qian Renxue.

Although Ning Rongrong changed greatly later on, that only made Mo Lang stop disliking her. It was far from liking her.

Compared to Ning Rongrong, he preferred Zhu Zhuqing's fiery figure. Her cold beauty was stunning, though she spoke too little. But if Dai Mubai did not know how to cherish her, Mo Lang would not mind taking in this cat-like girl himself.

With that thought, Mo Lang turned to look behind him. Sure enough, Zhu Zhuqing had appeared behind them at some point, her icy eyes fixed on Dai Mubai.

"Are you registering or not? If not, do not block the way." The old man's voice pulled Mo Lang from his thoughts. A sharp pain came from his waist, and when he turned his head, he found Xiao Wu viciously pinching the flesh at his side.

"We're registering. We'll register together." Tang San took out thirty Gold Soul Coins and was about to place them into the wooden box.

"Wait. You two can register. I do not need to." Enduring the pain, Mo Lang stopped Tang San and took ten Gold Soul Coins from his hand before returning them to him.

"Lang-ge, you're not registering?"

Tang San looked at Mo Lang in surprise, not knowing what he meant.

"If you do not register, A Lang, then I will not register either." Xiao Wu did not want to be separated from Mo Lang. After being together for so long, she had already fallen deeply for him.

"Of course I'm registering, but not in the same way as you. Go ahead and register first. You'll understand soon enough." Mo Lang smiled mysteriously and did not explain.

"If you are registering, hurry up. Stop dawdling." The old man spoke impatiently, then gave Mo Lang a meaningful glance.

"Yes, Teacher."

Since Mo Lang would not say anything, Tang San did not ask further. In any case, he did not need to worry about Mo Lang's affairs, so he extended his hand toward the old man.

Soon, Tang San and Xiao Wu completed their tests. Both passed, and then Zhu Zhuqing passed as well before Dai Mubai led her into the village.

"Kid, you're not registering?"

Seeing that Mo Lang was the only one left, the old man could not help asking curiously.

If it had been anyone else, the old man would never have asked such an unnecessary question. But Mo Lang gave him an extremely strange feeling. Especially those eyes that seemed clear and bright at first glance—upon closer inspection, they felt unfathomably deep.

"Registering? Of course I am. It is just that I am over thirteen. I am not applying as a student, but as a teacher at Shrek Academy!" Mo Lang looked at the old man and revealed a confident smile.