The Overaged Worker Long Xiaoyao

Shrek Academy, Sea God Island.

Zhou Huan has been back for two days. On the first day, she did nothing but lie quietly on her big, soft bed and rest.

The next day, there was still nothing much to do, so Zhou Huan went to Zhang Lexuan's house to clean it. He was very worried about his wife, but unfortunately, he really couldn't get into that Forbidden Land of Gods place.

Snow Empress, on the other hand, found staying at Shrek boring and hadn't been home in a long time, so she took Ice Bear King back to the Extreme North, saying she'd contact her if anything came up.

Today, Zhou Huan got up very early. After all, lying down alone is really not very interesting; it only makes you more sleepy and serves no other purpose.

So, early in the morning, Zhou Huan practiced a set of Taiji by the Sea God Lake, hoping to get a taste of retirement life in advance, but unfortunately, he still couldn't find the right feeling.

After finishing her Tai Chi Chuan practice, Zhou Huan turned to head back to her dormitory, but then stopped, looked up at the empty southeast corner, and said softly, "Alright, come out now. You've been watching long enough."

However, the sky Zhou Huan was looking at remained unchanged, as if he were talking to thin air.

Aren't you coming out?

Does this old geezer think I'm bluffing him?

Zhou Huan shook his head speechlessly, then casually reached out and grabbed at the southeastern sky—

The colorless snow hand, seemingly the will of a god, instantly tore through the void. With a "snap," an old man in a gray robe was pulled directly to the ground, landing somewhat awkwardly.

Actually, although he was an old man, there wasn't a single wrinkle on his face; on the contrary, his skin was like that of a baby. However, his long, silvery-white hair, beard, and eyebrows all indicated that he was an elderly man.

Without even guessing, Zhou Huan knew that the old man was the Dragon Emperor Douluo, Long Xiaoyao.

After all, there are only a handful of Limit Douluo in the Douluo Continent right now.

Since he had let Ye Yulin go before, it was obvious that the Sun Moon Empire would send people to investigate his situation.

However, Zhou Huan didn't care.

Zhou Huan didn't speak, but simply watched this Dragon Emperor Douluo had dominated the Douluo Continent for over two hundred years, and was also the most powerful ultimate sycophant in Douluo.

Long Xiaoyao, on the other hand, straightened his clothes and regained his air of a senior expert, clearly not wanting to lose face in front of a young man more than two hundred years younger than him.

Although it was only one move, Long Xiaoyao already understood that the Shrek Disciple in front of him had truly surpassed the Limit Douluo. Whether he was Deity was hard to say, but he was definitely not someone he could deal with.

This already represents a difference in the level of power.

But even if the person before him was Deity, so what? Long Xiaoyao was already this old; was he afraid of death?

Of course, due to the pressure from the superior strength and realm, Long Xiaoyao's heart was not at peace. There was no way around it; this was the instinctive reaction of a living being facing a superior.

So, Long Xiaoyao coughed lightly, suppressing a slight unease in his heart, and said with a rather nonchalant air, "You are Zhou Huan?"

Zhou Huan silently rolled his eyes, while secretly thinking to himself, "This old guy is quite the actor. If it weren't for Mu En's sake, and the fact that we're on Sea God Island, I would have slapped him to death."

In fact, Zhou Huan didn't want to pay any attention to Long Xiaoyao at first, because Long Xiaoyao was just watching from afar in the high sky southeast of Sea God Island, showing no intention of making a move.

However, Zhou Huan thought about it again. Since the other person had already come, it would be better to meet him and also express her attitude through him.

So, facing Long Xiaoyao, who was still forcibly maintaining his aloofness, Zhou Huan nodded and said expressionlessly, "I am Zhou Huan. What can I do for you, Dragon Emperor Douluo? Want to fight?"

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly smiled and said, "I'm an old man now, how can I compare to you energetic young people? I can't fight anymore. The future belongs to you young people."

Oh ho, so you're admitting defeat?

And they admit defeat so matter-of-factly.

It seems this ultimate simp isn't such a reckless fool after all.

He's a bit foolish, completely fooled by Ye Xishui. Of course, it's also possible that it was a case of one willing to give and the other willing to receive, and that Long Xiaoyao simply didn't want to find out the truth.

Otherwise, it would be obvious that Ye Xishui was the Holy Spirit Cult Saintess, not that she became Evil Soul Master because of Long Xiaoyao and Mu En.

Isn't this utter nonsense?!

However, Zhou Huan was too lazy to talk about these things, and instead asked directly, "So, what brings the Dragon Emperor Douluo to Shrek? Or do you want to see Mu En?"

Upon hearing the words "Mu En," a hint of guilt flashed across Long Xiaoyao's face, but he quickly regained his composure, staring intently at Zhou Huan, and said, "I came to see if you have truly become Deity."

Hearing this, Zhou Huan smiled and asked, "So you saw it? What are your thoughts?"

Long Xiaoyao shook his head and replied, "You are very strong, surpassing even the strength of Limit Douluo. As for Deity, I have never seen one, so I cannot judge. Therefore, have you become a god?"

Zhou Huan didn't give a direct answer, but instead asked, "Does it matter? Anyway, if I want to, I can easily wipe out the Sun Moon Royal Family or the Holy Spirit Cult, can't I?"

Long Xiaoyao: "..." That's the truth, and he can't refute it.

But as the ultimate sycophant, he naturally didn't want Zhou Huan to kill Ye Xishui, so he said, "Deity shouldn't interfere in mortal affairs. I don't believe the Divine Realm is without restraint."

"Pfft~ Hahaha~~"

Zhou Huan considered himself to have a high threshold for laughter; unless he couldn't help it, he would never openly mock an old man who was over 250 years old.

Long Xiaoyao frowned and said, "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

After a long pause, Zhou Huan finally regained his composure. "Ahem, well, the Dragon Emperor Douluo may not know, but the Divine Realm can't control me."

Long Xiaoyao was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself, "What do you mean the Divine Realm can't control you? Do you think you're above the Divine Realm? Are you taking advantage of the fact that I'm not Deity?"

However, he couldn't refute it, because he had no idea what the situation was like in the Divine Realm; his previous statement was merely a test.

In the end, Long Xiaoyao could only ask, "So, what exactly do you want? Do you really want to wipe them all out?"

Zhou Huan was speechless; it was as if he were the main villain!

Please, Uncle Long, your Holy Spirit Cult is the real villain, okay?

When it comes to killing, your Holy Spirit Cult is arguably the most powerful in the entire Douluo Continent. And now you're trying to play the victim with me?

Therefore, Zhou Huan sneered, "If I wanted to wipe them all out, what could you do about it?"

Long Xiaoyao: "I..." He really couldn't do anything; in the face of absolute power, saying anything was meaningless.

It's been over two hundred years. The Dragon Emperor Douluo, who has always been strong-willed, has never faced such a powerless situation. Even when he fought with Mu En back then, they were evenly matched. He never felt so weak and helpless as he does now.

Therefore, Long Xiaoyao was so angry that his face turned red, and he felt extremely frustrated.

However, Zhou Huan was too lazy to tease this ultimate sycophant any longer, so he coldly said, "Go back and tell Xu Tianran and Ju Zi that I can ignore the Imperial War, but anyone who kills civilians during the war will die! Second, the Holy Spirit Cult is not allowed to leave the Demonic Forest again, otherwise, I will kill them all."

Long Xiaoyao opened his mouth, about to say something, when Zhou Huan suddenly gave him a look that sent a chill down his spine, even through his blood—a chilling, deathly coldness.

If he dared to utter a single "no," Long Xiaoyao had no doubt that he would be instantly annihilated, so he could only reply, "Understood, I will take my leave now."

After saying that, Long Xiaoyao prepared to leave Sea God Island.

Just as he took a step back, Zhou Huan's voice rang out again. "What's your rush? Thirdly, you personally help me find Rare Soul Beast on the Douluo Continent. The year doesn't matter, what matters is rarity—the kind that might be the only one on the entire continent."

"Okay." Long Xiaoyao nodded in agreement. Although he didn't understand why, he couldn't refuse.

"Alright, that's all for now. You can go."

Long Xiaoyao's figure blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone from Shrek.

In fact, Zhou Huan could have simply wiped out the Holy Spirit Cult, but then he thought again that Evil Soul Master could never be completely eliminated, because as long as Soul Master existed, Evil Soul Master would inevitably emerge.

So as long as he's around in the Douluo Continent, he can keep the Holy Spirit Cult trapped in the Demonic Forest. Of course, if he sees anyone daring to show their face, they'll still have to be killed.

Moreover, Zhou Huan still intends to hand over the Holy Spirit Cult Sect to Huo Gua. He heard that Huo Gua went to the Ice Sea and hasn't returned yet, probably because of the Sea Princess Clan.

As for sending Long Xiaoyao to find Rare Soul Beast, it was purely a matter of casting a wide net. Zhou Huan didn't have high hopes; after all, he had a Limit Douluo, so why not use him?

Zhou Huan even sent a message to Di Tian, asking him to keep an eye out for any Rare Soul Beast in the Star Dou Great Forest, but there was no reply. He suspected that Di Tian might be slacking off and not doing any work at all.