Return to the Academy

The Golden Saber-Toothed Lion died beneath Bai Ge's Tears of Blood. Even its soul was completely annihilated by the overwhelmingly tyrannical battle intent within Bai Ge's spear technique.

Retracting Tears of Blood, the Tian Ce Po Jun Armor draped over Bai Ge's body once again reverted to the form of the Golden Saint Cloth.

His eyes half-closed, Bai Ge extended his spiritual power and drew the pitch-black Spirit Ring into his body.

The next instant, the phantom of a vast, boundless cosmic void and a galactic sea of stars emerged behind Bai Ge. The fifty-thousand-year Spirit Ring seemed to have been devoured.

More than a dozen stars lit up, then slowly and silently faded away.

Only Bai Ge could truly feel that his little universe had become a little more solid.

At the same time, having fused with Cao Xuehan's lifetime of martial insights, in terms of realm alone, he was no longer inferior to a Golden Saint Cloth.

Though he was at the bottom of the Golden rank, he had at least reached that level—the level of comprehending heaven and earth.

A realm where the human body's little universe resonated with heaven and earth's great universe.

More precisely, he had barely touched the threshold of the Golden rank.

The level of Deathmask and Aphrodite.

But realm was realm, and actual combat power was actual combat power.

Deathmask and Aphrodite could use light-speed punches as ordinary attacks, but Bai Ge could not do that yet.

His accumulation of little universe power was still far from sufficient.

To him, light-speed punches were an ultimate move.

With the Atomic Lightning Light Speed Fist unlocked by his fourth Spirit Ring, Bai Ge could likewise unleash attacks at light speed.

But fighting a thousand-day war like a Golden Saint Cloth was impossible.

Bai Ge was now a typical case of someone whose realm exceeded the foundation of his cultivation.

To be precise, he was normally at the advanced Sixth Sense level, but could erupt with the Seventh Sense.

That was somewhat like Seiya. Seiya had worn the Sagittarius Golden Saint Cloth and unleashed a light-speed punch against Aiolia.

Bai Ge, meanwhile, used his fifty-thousand-year fourth Spirit Ring and the blessings of this world's laws to unleash a light-speed punch.

By Bai Ge's estimation, fighting Dugu Bo would not be much of a problem.

But against the Sword Douluo, who had comprehended his own Sword Dao, he would most likely lose.

Of course, that was in the original story.

If he faced the current Sword Douluo, who had learned the Ethereal Sword Secret—

Heh. It would be a grandfather beating his grandson. Bai Ge would get utterly crushed without question.

Although Bai Ge had also learned the Ethereal Sword Secret, it was his final trump card at this stage, the ultimate killing move he intended to use in a desperate, explosive comeback.

But as for the old man, Bai Ge estimated that he should already be able to wield everything before Sword Ten with ease.

On this Douluo Continent, old man Chen Xin was a solitary seeker of the Dao.

Sword Dao Chen Xin.

Those four words were the best description of him.

Yet in the end, he had actually died tragically at the hands of a mere woman like Bibi Dong.

Bo Saixi and Qian Daoliu appeared powerful, but in the end, they were merely sacrifices for god inheritors.

If Qian Daoliu had done it for his granddaughter, then it could be called willing.

But Bo Saixi was a tool through and through.

Besides, gods of faith had pathetic combat power—a fact recognized throughout the Myriad Realms and the multiverse.

At any rate, Bai Ge felt that once he played it safe for a while longer, stepped into the Titled Douluo realm, and completely stabilized his Seventh Sense little universe, he would not ask for the brilliant feat of his natal constellation, Shaka, fighting three alone, directly taking an AE, transcending life and death, and comprehending the Eighth Sense. Nor did he seek Sa Lao Da's officially established strongest power, the Galactic Starburst that shattered countless stars.

Even if he only reached Shura's level, that would be enough to kill Douluo's so-called gods.

It had to be said that the starter village this system had chosen for Bai Ge was truly quite suitable.

According to the system's explanation, only those who reached the system's divine-level standard could be considered to have crossed the threshold, gaining the qualifications to face those enemies in the future.

And according to the system's entry-level divine standard, one had to be a supreme high god of a single element in the world of "Coiling Dragon"!

When Bai Ge had first heard that standard, his first thought had been: The gods of the Douluo world would cry, wouldn't they? They definitely would!

From the beginning, Bai Ge had never belonged to Spirit Hall. He belonged to Qian Renxue.

More accurately, Qian Renxue belonged to him.

Tang San's obsession was the Tang Sect, while Bai Ge's obsession was Tian Ce, was Huaxia!

Bai Ge had no sense of belonging toward Douluo.

Taking Heaven Dou was Qian Renxue's wish, so Bai Ge would pull the rug out from under them. Even if he had to slaughter the entire Heaven Dou imperial family for her, so what?

Bibi Dong treated Hu Liena as her own daughter, even better than her biological daughter, and had broken Qian Renxue's heart.

Then just wait for Bai Ge to fight one against seven at the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament and instantly kill the so-called Golden Generation!

Do not say Bai Ge was ruthless. Mercy did not command armies; he had always been the extreme sort.

Touch even a single hair on my woman, and see what happens.

That was why Bai Ge had gone to Shrek Academy.

And it was also to look after Ning Rongrong.

Bibi Dong had never fulfilled a mother's responsibilities toward Qian Renxue.

Her own mother had killed her own father. Poor Qian Renxue—she had it even worse than Two-Pillars.

How did that song go again? "Only mothers are good in this world; a child without a mother is like a blade of grass..."

As Bai Ge absorbed the Spirit Ring, Tang San could not help but sigh as well: "The setting sun falls over Eastern Capital City, iron cavalry guard the frontier and generals' graves.

Exterminate every petty villain for Tian Ce's righteousness; a lone spear guards the soul of Great Tang!

One man, one spear, trampling through enemy camps on horseback. Wherever the blade pointed, he came and went unrestrained, breaking a thousand troops, leaving all who stood before him fleeing in terror!

Is this the might of Proud Blood Tian Ce? I wonder what peerless bearing Senior Yang Ning, the 'Heavenly Spear' who once challenged the Ming Cult Four Dharma Kings alone and trampled the Great Brightness Temple, possessed?"

While Tang San was still sighing, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance. Both sensed an inexplicable danger and demanded in unison, "Xiao San, are you and Xiao Bai hiding something from us?"

Fortunately, Tang San clenched his teeth and refused to say anything, leaving the two girls no choice but to give up helplessly.

After Bai Ge finished absorbing his Spirit Ring, the Shrek group finally set out and left the Star Dou Great Forest.

After leaving the Star Dou Great Forest, the group rested in the small town for a full two days.

Recovering Soul Power and physical strength naturally did not take that long.

But minds that had remained tense for so long needed to relax.

Dai Mubai was the one who paid this time. He was exceptionally generous and covered everyone's expenses for the two days. They also paused their cultivation, drinking and playing together every day.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who had always been cold and aloof, looked much gentler.

However, no matter what, she refused to let Dai Mubai hold her hand again.

Dai Mubai did not force her. After all, there was plenty of time ahead, and he was not in a hurry.

His previous womanizing had indeed been his fault.

Two days later, the group set off again. After a day of travel, they successfully returned to Shrek Academy outside Suotuo City.

"Finally, we're back. Coming home feels so wonderful!"

Oscar shouted rather exaggeratedly.

Zhao Wuji glared at him. "Keep your voice down. Can't you see it's already dark?

All right, go back to your dormitories and rest.

I'm going to see the dean and report on this trip."

There will be another chapter tonight!