Asura God Was Born a Thousand Years Before Me—Does He Fear Me, or Do Kings Never Meet?

"Master, is Shrek Academy really that good?" Tang San asked curiously.

Ever since he learned that he would be heading to Shrek Academy, a place that taught only monsters, after graduation, he had grown increasingly eager.

"Of course. It was founded by my brother, though the conditions might be a little harsh." At the thought of his brother Flender, Yu Xiaogang could not help but smile wistfully.

"I'm not afraid of hardship. As long as I can grow stronger, I can endure anything," Tang San said firmly.

Little did he know that those words would become prophecy.

Shrek Academy.

"Lang'er, although the evil fire inside that chubby boy has been temporarily suppressed due to physical exhaustion, it's like a dormant volcano. Once it builds up to a certain point, the consequences of an eruption will be unimaginable." Sword Douluo kindly reminded his grandson.

During his time at Shrek Academy, Sword Douluo had not only consolidated his cultivation, but also observed those young men on his grandson's behalf.

He had to admit, his grandson had a good eye.

Those three youths possessed talent and diligence that ranked among the very best on the Douluo Continent.

However, two of them had hidden dangers.

One was the boy from the Star Luo Empire. But with Sword Douluo's influence, along with that boy's strength and talent, that problem would be easy to resolve.

The other was a little more troublesome: the issue of the evil fire within Ma Hongjun that he had just mentioned.

"I know. That's why I have another plan prepared. I just need Grandpa to take me somewhere," Chen Lang said confidently.

"Where?"

Sword Douluo was curious. He wanted to know what Chen Lang was relying on to solve the issue of the evil fire in Ma Hongjun's body.

Chen Lang looked at his grandfather, the corners of his lips lifting into a smile.

"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well!"

That was right. Chen Lang had decided to head to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to cultivate now.

He still felt that his cultivation speed was too slow, and he feared that something like last time might happen again.

Sword Douluo worried about his safety, but did he not worry about his grandfather's safety as well?

He would never allow himself to be helpless when it mattered.

So, he decided to cultivate directly at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

He would use the heavenly treasures and immortal herbs there to raise his strength, while using the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to temper his body.

As for poison?

He possessed the Veil of Divine Blessing Hextech, which granted immunity to poison. There was nothing to worry about.

When the time came, he could simply imitate Tang San's method.

That way, he could not only seize Tang San's fortune, but also raise his own strength. More importantly, he could leave Ma Hongjun a way out.

Three birds with one stone!

"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well? What kind of place is that?"

It was Sword Douluo's first time hearing that name, and he could not help asking curiously.

Just hearing the name made it sound extraordinary.

"A good place..."

Chen Lang did not hide anything and explained the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. "There are even immortal herbs there that can evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"What?! Something that can evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!"

Sword Douluo's face was full of shock. Clearly, he knew what that meant.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was the number one support-type tool Martial Soul, it had a severe limitation. Since it had only seven levels, those who awakened it could only reach the Soul Sage realm.

If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could be upgraded into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Ning Fengzhi would absolutely be willing to give up half his fortune for it.

"You little brat, have you not forgotten Rongrong yet?"

Sword Douluo suddenly looked at his grandson with a teasing expression.

However, he did not ask why his grandson knew so much.

"Do you think that's possible?"

Chen Lang rolled his eyes speechlessly. "I just thought that since this grandfather-grandson pair has been freeloading at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for so long, I'd give Ning Fengzhi a chance."

"Besides, I'll only sell him the immortal herb. There's no way I'm letting him get it for free."

"I was only saying it. Besides, I also think Rongrong has been too influenced by Ning Fengzhi. She's too calculating and lacks a bit of innocent liveliness," Sword Douluo said with a nod.

"Exactly. How could a scheming bitch like Ning Rongrong possibly be worthy of me?"

Chen Lang stood up and raised his chin. "Old man, do you know why gods are in the God Realm instead of the Douluo Continent?"

"Why?"

Sword Douluo was stunned by the question.

This brat even knew secrets like that?!

"Because I'm on the Douluo Continent."

"???"

Sword Douluo was first left with a head full of question marks. Then, he wore the expression of an old man staring at a phone on the subway and kicked his grandson.

The Asura God was born a thousand years before me. Does he fear me, or do kings never meet?

Who knew where he had learned such crooked nonsense.

Chen Lang burst into laughter. Being cheeky felt great.

Sunset Forest.

"The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, yet it is already nearing dusk..."

Dugu Bo reclined in his lounge chair, sipping tea as he admired the sunset scenery, unable to resist a sigh.

"Looks like you're nearing dusk too."

At that moment, two figures drifted over and appeared behind Poison Douluo.

The one who spoke was Chen Lang.

"Who is it?!"

Poison Douluo immediately sat up in alarm and warily looked behind him.

After seeing who had arrived, Poison Douluo blurted out, "Sword Douluo, what brings you here so suddenly? Is there something you need?"

At the same time, he noticed the young boy standing beside Sword Douluo and could not help muttering inwardly, Rumor has it that Sword Douluo's grandson not only awakened the Seven Kill Sword, but also has Innate Full Soul Power. Yet he is lazy, gluttonous, and unwilling to cultivate. Could he be here to have me treat him?

"It's like this. My disappointing grandson wants to borrow your Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for cultivation. I hope Poison Douluo can grant this convenience. Consider it that I owe you a favor." Sword Douluo decided to try courtesy before force.

Otherwise, as a level 91 Titled Douluo, Poison Douluo truly did not warrant his concern.

"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?!"

Dugu Bo's gaze sharpened as he looked at Sword Douluo. "I have one question. I hope Sword Douluo can answer it."

"If you want to ask how I knew about the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, then I have no answer for you," Sword Douluo said. Naturally, he knew what the other man wanted to ask.

He could hardly say that his grandson had told him.

"This..."

Poison Douluo hesitated, caught in a dilemma.

Logically speaking, he naturally did not want to fight Sword Douluo. Their cultivation and strength were plain to see.

But Sword Douluo's arrogant attitude truly made his blood boil.

"Let me explain."

Chen Lang did not want to completely offend Poison Douluo. It was not that he did not dare to, but that he did not want to.

He looked at Poison Douluo and said, "I assume you already know that your illness has reached a critical stage and that you only have a few years left to live?"

"Bullshit!"

"I can cure you."

"Divine physician!"