Dugu Luo: I Envy My Mother for Being Holy Lord's Helpmate; I Can Only Be Lord Mo Yan's Pillow

Sea God Pavilion.

Mu En returned with Ma Xiaotao, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and handed her over to Shrek Academy's only Healing System Titled Douluo—Elder Zhuang, the Life Douluo.

Taking Ma Xiaotao from him and seeing her in such a state, Elder Zhuang could not help but ask curiously, "Did you beat her up?"

Hearing the obvious teasing in the question, Mu En rolled his eyes at Elder Zhuang. Only after settling into his personal reclining chair did he slowly explain, "Xiaotao provoked that girl Mo Yan and got beaten up badly."

"Ah, I see." Elder Zhuang was somewhat surprised by the answer, yet found it entirely reasonable. Xiaotao had been utterly spoiled by Yan Shao Zhe. With that rotten temper of hers, it was perfectly normal for her to kick an iron plate like Mo Yan.

He gave it no further thought, summoned his Martial Soul, and began treating Ma Xiaotao.

Mu En's clouded eyes remained fixed on Ma Xiaotao's pig-headed face. He had carefully observed Mo Yan's punches just now. They had been remarkably similar to his Self-Created Soul Skill, Ruler of All Under Heaven. If that was the case, could he take her as his disciple?

Her Martial Soul was a Dragon-type Martial Soul possessing Extreme Fire. In comparison, the Light Element within his own Radiant Holy Dragon Martial Soul was unimaginably far from the word "extreme."

That was why he had begun considering taking her as a disciple.

Soon, Yan Shao Zhe arrived as well.

The instant he saw Ma Xiaotao's face, swollen like a pig's head, rage surged through him. "Teacher, who bullied Xiaotao?"

"Mo Yan." "Bastard!" Yan Shao Zhe could no longer contain himself. Just as he was about to head to the Outer Court dormitories to teach that innately wicked girl a lesson, Mu En's cold voice rang out. "That is enough!"

This time, Mu En was truly angry. Seeing Ma Xiaotao beaten up did not anger him much; after all, it could temper some of her arrogance and tyranny. But his own disciple, Yan Shao Zhe, was still so arrogant and reckless in his actions. It truly infuriated and disappointed him.

"Teacher." Yan Shao Zhe looked at his teacher in confusion. Why was his teacher stopping him? His own disciple—his teacher's granddisciple—had been beaten. Were they just supposed to endure it?

Mu En stared hard at Yan Shao Zhe and asked, "Do you remember what I told you yesterday?"

"But she was far too arrogant!" Yan Shao Zhe argued. He and Cai Mei'er had never had children, and he had long raised his disciple Ma Xiaotao as his own daughter. Now that his daughter had been bullied, he could not swallow this insult.

"You know Xiaotao's temperament as well as I do. It would do her good to suffer a little." Mu En's expression was calm as his gaze drifted into the distance, as though he were pondering something.

Yan Shao Zhe still looked thoroughly unconvinced. Stubbornly lifting his chin, he retorted, "Even so, it is not an outsider's place to discipline her! Xiaotao is, after all, one of Shrek Academy's future core disciples. If she is injured by an outsider like that, what will happen to the academy's reputation once word gets out?"

Mu En's gaze was sharp as he stared intently at the unwilling Yan Shao Zhe before him. "Since when did Shrek Academy become a place where you alone call the shots?"

The moment Yan Shao Zhe heard that, he realized his teacher was genuinely furious this time.

With a thud, he immediately dropped to his knees, though his words remained unyielding. "Teacher, I truly do not understand. Even if Mo Yan is exceptionally talented and has the potential to become a Super Douluo, along with a powerful dragon clan Martial Soul, she is still far inferior to Xiaotao.

"Once Xiaotao resolves her Evil Fire problem, her Martial Soul will evolve into Extreme Fire, leaving everyone her age far behind. Why are you favoring that girl?"

This was Yan Shao Zhe's confidence. As long as Ma Xiaotao resolved her Evil Fire problem in the future, she would directly gain the potential to break through to Limit Douluo. As for Mo Yan, at most she merely possessed the advantage of a dragon clan Martial Soul.

How could Mu En, as Yan Shao Zhe's teacher, fail to see through his little scheme? This brat really would not give up until he saw the coffin.

Mu En thought to himself before speaking. "Then let me ask you this. What would you think if that student Mo Yan possessed Extreme Fire?"

The words were like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, instantly leaving Yan Shao Zhe's mind blank. He stood frozen in place, his face filled with disbelief.

Shrek Outer Court cafeteria.

Dugu Luo and Ling Luochen entered the cafeteria side by side. They had expected a bustling, lively scene filled with the aroma of food.

Yet the sight before them made them freeze. The entire cafeteria was empty. The floor was polished enough to reflect their figures. Forget tables and chairs—there was not even a trace showing where tables and chairs had once stood.

"Tsk. Is this academy so poor that it cannot even afford tables and chairs?" Because of Ma Xiaotao, Ling Luochen had begun to develop some prejudice against Shrek Academy, and the rosy filter she had once seen it through was gradually fading.

Though Dugu Luo also felt something was off, she did not show it. She walked over to the serving counter and began packing food for herself and Mo Yan.

Seeing this, Ling Luochen immediately followed. As she filled her meal, she asked, "Miss Dugu Luo, are you a descendant of Dugu Bo from ten thousand years ago?"

Hearing this, Dugu Luo turned to glance at Ling Luochen. After thinking for a moment, she nodded. "I am indeed that ancestor's descendant, but not anymore."

Through Lord Holy Lord's grace, she and her mother had long since left the Jade Green Snake lineage behind and successfully evolved from snakes into pythons.

"What do you mean?" Ling Luochen did not quite understand and asked curiously.

Dugu Luo did not answer this time. She was thinking about how to recruit this icy beauty under Lord Holy Lord's command, but she seemed only capable of serving Lord Holy Lord and acting as Lord Mo Yan's pillow. She did not seem to know how to do anything else.

After all, she was not her mother. Her mother was a legendary helpmate.

Ling Luochen could tell that Dugu Luo did not wish to answer, so she tactfully did not press further. After all, everyone had a few little secrets.

She changed the subject and asked curiously, "Then, Dugu Luo, what is your relationship with Mo Yan?"

"What relationship?" Dugu Luo abruptly stopped walking. A thoughtful look flashed across her face. After a brief pause, she answered solemnly, "I suppose we are helpmates."

Dugu Luo knew she could not be Lord Holy Lord's helpmate, so she would be Lord Mo Yan's helpmate instead. Lord Mo Yan played the lead, and she would play the supporting role.

"Oh, oh, oh." Ling Luochen nodded in understanding. So it was a young lady and her maid. Her family had wanted to arrange one for her too, but she had refused.

"Right!" As though she had suddenly remembered something, Ling Luochen sharply turned her head and looked seriously at Dugu Luo beside her. "I have not properly introduced myself yet."

With that, she straightened slightly and spoke with utmost seriousness. "My name is Ling Luochen. My Martial Soul is an Elemental Martial Soul—Ice. I am currently a Rank 32 Control System Soul Master." As she spoke, she generously extended her hand, anticipation in her eyes.

Looking at the hand extended before her, Dugu Luo quietly considered it. She had been thinking of recruiting Ling Luochen under Lord Holy Lord's command, so she should begin by formally getting acquainted.

She reached out as well and lightly clasped Ling Luochen's hand. "Dugu Luo. My Martial Soul is the Jade Python Dragon. I am a Rank 35 Assault System and Control System Soul Master."

Ling Luochen: Seriously? For real? w(Д)w