Shrek Conscription Order

"Something happened?"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong cried out in unison, staring at each other.

"More or less. Eleven Titled Douluo went, and only two have returned. They're both still unconscious."

With something this serious happening, Shrek Academy naturally notified the people various major powers had stationed in Shrek.

"Nine Titled Douluo died."

Huo Yuhao's gaze went vacant. He could hardly believe what his master had said. Titled Douluo—experts like that bargain-bin father of his—and nine of them had died?

For some reason, Huo Yuhao felt a little pleased, but he immediately realized his wrongdoing. No matter what, those people had no grudge against him. He should not have associated them with Dai Hao.

"Good thing you didn't go, Second Father. It would've been terrible if you'd run into danger."

Wang Dong patted her chest as though she had narrowly escaped disaster. Back then, she had even urged her Second Father to go to the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Master really had foresight."

Huo Yuhao took the opportunity to flatter him.

"Hahaha! Actually, I already knew the Star Dou Great Forest was dangerous. I might have perished if I'd gone, which is why I didn't. I just didn't expect so many people to die. A few should have been able to escape."

Er Ming laughed heartily, accepting Huo Yuhao's flattery. Yet he was deeply puzzled as well. If they had truly provoked that Lord, not a single human should have escaped. But if it had merely been those Fierce Beasts in seclusion, they should not have suffered such heavy losses just from investigating.

"I wonder how Shrek Academy will deal with this."

Huo Yuhao murmured.

He had not been at Shrek Academy for long. Before he had attended more than a few classes, Er Ming had taken him in as a disciple. He did not particularly share Shrek Academy's grief; he was mostly just curious.

"It should be that so-called Shrek Conscription Order."

Er Ming began showing off his vast knowledge, hoping to earn even greater respect from Huo Yuhao.

"Shrek Conscription Order?"

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao stared at each other, each seeing the bewilderment in the other's eyes.

"Elder Mu, has it really come to this?"

Deep concern filled one elder's eyes. The last time the Shrek Conscription Order had been issued was during the continental war thousands of years ago. Hadn't the Ninth Level Soul Guidance Master beside them gone pale the moment he heard the term?

"It must be done. Shrek Academy can no longer afford any further losses."

Mu En swept his gaze across the room. The eyes of nearly every elder burned with raging fury, and some held hatred so intense it seemed capable of devouring hearts.

This was a grudge that had to be avenged, but the current members of Shrek Academy could not be made to bear the full burden.

Xuan Zi was half-crippled. Yan Shaozhe was only Rank 96. That child Lexuan was still merely a Soul Douluo. There was no one who could take over as master of Sea God Pavilion after his death. Shrek could not suffer any more losses.

Moreover, they could use this operation to once again proclaim Shrek's reputation as the greatest under heaven. Hopefully, it would make the major powers wary and allow the massive ship of Shrek to keep sailing.

Mu En had already resolved to take action himself. Otherwise, someone at Di Tian's level could easily slaughter lower-ranked Titled Douluo. If all the Titled Douluo died, what would be the point of issuing the Conscription Order?

At this point, Mu En still did not know that his old friend Long Xiaoyao had been effortlessly crushed to death by Di Tian.

"Yes, Elder Mu."

Everyone answered through gritted teeth. Shrek Academy had never suffered such devastating losses. They had to take ruthless revenge on those Soul Beasts.

... "Mu En, what exactly happened? Why hasn't our sect master returned?!"

Golden Body Douluo's eyes were bloodshot. That had been the Body Sect's sect master, a Rank 98 Super Douluo. How could he have simply died like that?

"The details are still unclear. We are deeply grieved as well. We also lost two Titled Douluo, and even now, we don't know whether Xuan Zi will awaken."

Mu En's voice sounded exhausted. His disciple had been fine handling routine matters, but now both his wife and former lover had died, leaving him on the verge of collapse. The pressure of all Shrek Academy rested on Mu En's shoulders. Yet he was only an old man with few years left to live.

The Ninth Level Soul Guidance Master from the Sun Moon Empire sat to one side looking quite relaxed. Not all Ninth Level Soul Guidance Masters got along, and his relationship with the other one was not particularly good. Yet for certain reasons, they had both followed Jing Hongchen to attend the meeting.

His rival was dead, the opposing side had suffered even greater losses, and the Hongchen Hall Master had returned alive. All he needed to do was obediently hug his Ninth Level Soul Guidance Cannon Shell and watch the show from the sidelines.

"Elder Xuan is awake! Elder Xuan is awake!"

"Grandpa, how do you feel?"

Cries of alarm came from another room, drawing everyone's attention as they rushed inside.

Seeing everyone focus on Xuan Zi, the awakened Jing Hongchen pulled his grandson and granddaughter toward the Ninth Level Soul Guidance Master.

"Xuan Zi, what exactly happened?"

Mu En's voice grew even older.

"Elder Mu, I've failed all of you! It's all my fault... all my fault..."

Xuan Zi tightly clasped Mu En's hands and began wailing and sobbing uncontrollably.

Everyone in the room exchanged looks, each seeing the speechlessness in the others' eyes. Then they all breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently, they were not the only ones who felt this Super Douluo was somewhat unreliable.

After Xuan Zi tearfully finished recounting his experience, the atmosphere in the room grew heavy. Most of those present were Titled Douluo and naturally understood the enormous gap in strength between each rank. Yet even Xuan Zi had ended up like this.

"Unbelievable. Xiong Jun, ranked second in the Star Dou Great Forest, can easily kill a Limit Douluo?"

Xu Jiujiu unconsciously swallowed. Their Star Luo Empire simply could not stand against that.

"And Di Tian. Members of the Holy Spirit Cult followed behind us and came as well. Their leader was a Limit Douluo, yet the gap between him and Di Tian was like the difference between a snake and a dragon. A Dark Sacred Dragon was torn apart alive."

Jing Hongchen's words drew everyone's attention. Only then did they notice that Jing Hongchen and his family were sitting off to the side, with a cannon shell beneath them.

"What did you say? Dark Sacred Dragon?"

Mu En's voice was urgent. If his old friend was still alive, he should have become a Limit Douluo as well.

The elders who knew the truth remained silent. After all, it was rather awkward to say that their leader's old friend had become the leader of Evil Soul Masters.

"That's right. His name was Long Xiaoyao, and his martial soul was the Dark Sacred Dragon."

Seeing Mu En's reaction, Jing Hongchen assumed he knew Long Xiaoyao.

Mu En said nothing. He sighed mournfully, feeling even more despair. He could not even defeat Long Xiaoyao now, so how could he face the Fierce Beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest?

Suddenly, a faint golden light appeared on the wall. It shone over them with a warm, comforting radiance, making their entire bodies feel at ease, as though every hidden injury had healed beneath its glow.

Everyone turned their eyes toward Mu En. This was his territory—what exactly was happening?

Surprise appeared in Mu En's eyes as well. His face was full of confusion. He had not even used Sea God's Light.

Xuan Zi's passive skill: As long as he cried, everyone would forgive him.