Shrek Academy? Nothing but Trash! (Please Keep Reading!)

"So this was what they meant by 'a teacher for a day, a father for life'?

This 'fatherly love' was way too heavy—it nearly choked someone to death!"

Even Bibi Dong, whose face had remained gloomy all this time, could not stop the corner of her mouth from twitching.

Tang San, the person involved, had just awakened from his coma.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the Heavenly Screen displaying the humiliating sight of himself rolling his eyes as a steamed bun choked him.

His eyes rolled back in fury, and he nearly fainted again.

How embarrassing!

This was practically a public execution!

However, without comparison, there was no harm.

Just as the "steamed bun murder case" played out on the Left Side, the Heavenly Screen on the Right Side lit up, revealing Tang Shan's treatment upon "taking a master" in the Current World.

[Current World · Clear Sky Sect · Sect Master Hall]

In the scene, Tang Shan was likewise six years old.

Yet he had not taken anyone as his master.

Because—

Inside the grand hall, Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, Howling Sky Douluo Tang Xiao, and five elders at the Titled Douluo level sat gathered around Tang Shan.

The table before them was laden with exquisite delicacies.

[Ten Thousand Year Snow Silkworm Soup], [Thousand Year Dragon Ganoderma Soup], [Top Grade Spirit Beast Steak]...

Every dish gave off dense Soul Power fluctuations. Even an ordinary Soul Master could strengthen their body and improve their cultivation after a single bite.

Tang Hao personally lifted a bowl of golden, glowing medicinal soup and handed it lovingly to Tang Shan.

"Shan'er, your father traveled to the Far North and slew a fifty-thousand-year Ice Jade Scorpion to obtain this essence. This medicinal meal was brewed from it.

It will greatly benefit your body. Drink it while it's hot."

Tang Shan elegantly accepted the jade bowl and took a light sip. Then he set it down, looked at the Titled Douluo surrounding him, and smiled.

"Father, Uncle, elders.

As for my cultivation, I do not intend to take an outsider as my master."

"Our Clear Sky Sect has seven Douluo in one family. They are the best teachers in the world.

Why seek elsewhere?"

At those words, the elders stroked their beards and laughed heartily, while Tang Xiao nodded repeatedly.

"Well said!

With such pride and backbone, Shan'er, what great undertaking could you possibly fail to achieve?

In this world, who is more qualified than us to teach you?"

[The Comparison Is Brutal!]

Left Side:

Tang San knelt and kowtowed, harboring ulterior motives as he took a level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster as his master.

His welcoming gift was a cold steamed bun that nearly choked him to death.

Right Side:

Tang Shan had seven Titled Douluo guiding him, yet refused to take a master.

He ate medicinal cuisine brewed from a fifty-thousand-year spirit beast.

[Original World · Yu Xiaogang]

Yu Xiaogang looked at the table full of delicacies on the Right Side.

Then he looked at the cold steamed bun he had offered on the Left Side.

His entire face turned purple-red, and he wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.

Shabby!

Far too shabby!

The theories he had been so proud of seemed laughable and utterly unnecessary before their absolute resources and strength.

Tang Shan was right. With seven Titled Douluo in his family, why would he need to take a level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster like you as his master?

Were you worthy?

The scene on the Heavenly Screen shifted, and the suffocating "steamed bun apprenticeship ceremony" finally came to an end.

Immediately afterward, the cold mechanical voice rang out once more.

[Comparison Continues!]

[Event: Choice of Academy and Enrollment Environment!]

[Original World: Fraud Academy Shrek VS Current World: Heaven Dou Royal Academy (Supreme Treatment)!]

The screen split in two, and the Heavenly Screen on the Left Side lit up first.

[Original World · Balak Kingdom · Outside Suotuo City]

In the scene, twelve-year-old Tang San and Xiao Wu arrived, dusty from travel, at a small village south of Suotuo City.

"Brother, did Master make a mistake?"

Xiao Wu blinked her large eyes, staring at the dilapidated village before them in utter disbelief.

"Th-this is the so-called Soul Master Academy?"

The camera zoomed in for a close-up of the so-called "school gate."

It was actually just an archway made from several rotten pieces of wood, with a weather-beaten wooden sign hanging above it, half its paint already peeled away.

Five words had been crudely carved onto it.

[Shrek Academy]

Spiderwebs covered the wooden sign. Beneath the archway lay a muddy dirt road, and the air was filled with the smell of farm fertilizer.

If no one said it was an academy, everyone would have assumed it was the entrance to some impoverished village.

[Original World]

"Pfft—"

Tang San, who had only just awakened, turned pale as paper when he saw that scene.

The surrounding viewers erupted into an uproar.

"My god!

This is the renowned Shrek Academy?"

"Isn't this just a ruined village?

Even the outhouse at the entrance to our village is grander than this!"

"Tang San passed up a proper intermediate Soul Master Academy to come to a godforsaken place like this?

Did a donkey kick him in the head?"

Yet Tang San in the scene took a deep breath, his eyes shining with blind worship for Yu Xiaogang.

"Teacher said Shrek is a kind of monster, and this academy only accepts monsters.

The environment may be crude, but it must have something exceptional!"

[Camera Shift · Registration Queue]

Though the surroundings were decrepit, a long line had formed at the village entrance.

More than a hundred boys and girls carrying dreams in their hearts waited in line with their parents to register at this shabby village entrance.

Among the crowd, apart from Tang San and Xiao Wu, there were two particularly eye-catching figures.

[Ning Rongrong]

The camera focused on the middle of the line.

A young girl in a pristine white dress, as noble and elegant as a Little Princess, stood frowning in the mud.

She was Ning Rongrong, the little Witch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong's expensive little leather shoes were covered in mud spots, and her delicate face was filled with disgust.

Looking at the noisy crowd and the broken-down surroundings, Ning Rongrong complained wildly in her heart.

Was Father insane?

He actually made me come to a place like this?

This was not an academy at all. It was practically a refugee camp!

[Zhu Zhuqing]

On the other side of the line, a cold young woman in tight black leather stood alone with her arms crossed, her figure outrageously alluring.

Zhu Zhuqing.

Her expression was icy, and her gaze sharp as a blade. Though she did not openly display the same disgust as Ning Rongrong—

A deep trace of doubt still flashed through her eyes as she looked at the ramshackle school gate.

Could a place like this... really make me stronger?

[Xiao Wu]

Xiao Wu, standing beside Tang San, pouted with obvious reluctance.

"Brother, this place is so dirty. And that old man handling registration looks so fierce."

The camera turned toward the registration desk.

An old man in a plain robe—Li Yusong—sat lazily behind the table.

"The registration fee is ten Gold Soul Coins. Put them in that box."

The old man pointed at a broken bamboo basket by his feet.

One parent paid the fee, and the child stepped forward for a bone test.

"Unqualified. Next."

The old man waved his hand.

"Th-then what about our registration fee?"

The parent panicked.

"Once registered, no refunds."

The old man did not even raise his eyelids. A powerful wave of Soul Power suddenly erupted from him—the aura of a six-ringed Soul Emperor!

"Does anyone want their money back?"

Under that overwhelming pressure, how could ordinary civilians and low-level Soul Masters dare to speak? They could only swallow their anger and leave dejectedly.