Shrek Academy! Sea God Pavilion Master! Dragon God Douluo Mu En!

Fatty Wang fell silent.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh: "No wonder you dared to travel alone. A genius with Innate Full Soul Power is a once-in-a-century occurrence; Shrek Academy will definitely fight to have you."

He paused, then sighed again, "It's a pity it's a book Martial Soul, though one can never be sure. There are powerful book Martial Souls out there. When I was young, I saw a Soul Saint with a book Martial Soul, and he was truly formidable..."

"He possessed offensive, defensive, speed, control, support, and healing capabilities."

"He was practically an all-rounder Soul Saint. If developed well, it would indeed be quite impressive."

Bai Lan listened to his rambling, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

This Fatty Wang was a good man after all.

Ten days later.

The caravan finally arrived at Shrek City.

Standing outside the city gate, Bai Lan looked up to see walls that towered into the clouds, magnificent and imposing.

On the city walls, one could vaguely see patrolling Soul Masters, each of them possessing auras that were not weak.

Above the city gate, four vigorous and powerful characters were inscribed:

Shrek City

"Finally here."

Bai Lan took a deep breath and stepped into the city.

Fatty Wang called out to him from behind: "Little kid, do you want me to take you to find the academy?"

"No need, thank you for looking after me along the way, Uncle Wang." Bai Lan turned back, cupped his hands, and gave a sincere bow.

Fatty Wang was stunned, then smiled and waved his hand: "Alright, alright, go on. Just don't forget me if you make it big in the future. If you look out for me then, I'll be eternally grateful."

"Alright, I promise."

Bai Lan nodded, exchanged a few simple pleasantries, and then turned to walk through the city gate.

Behind him, Fatty Wang watched his retreating figure and muttered: "This kid... is quite interesting."

"If he can grow up, he might become a powerful backer for me."

"I hope you don't die."

Shrek Academy was located in the inner city of Shrek City and occupied a vast area.

After inquiring about the route, Bai Lan headed straight there.

At the academy entrance, two youths in fitted attire stood guard. Judging by their auras, they were at least three-ring Soul Elders.

"Stop, what are you here for?" One of them reached out to block his path.

"To register for enrollment," Bai Lan said.

The youth looked him up and down: "How old are you?"

"Six years old."

"Martial Soul?"

Bai Lan raised his hand, and the Contract Book manifested.

The youth took a glance, his brows furrowing slightly: "A book Martial Soul? What level is your Innate Soul Power?"

"Level ten."

The youth's eyebrows shot up instantly.

"Level ten?!"

"It's actually Innate Full Soul Power!"

"No wonder he was so confident coming here at six years old!"

He turned to look at his companion, who also wore a look of astonishment.

Under normal circumstances, very few people came at the age of six.

"Wait here, I'll go report this."

The youth turned and ran into the academy.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in robes walked out, his aura deep and unfathomable.

He came before Bai Lan, his gaze falling on the Contract Book in his hand, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Six years old, Innate Full Soul Power?"

"Yes."

"The Martial Soul is a book?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then suddenly reached out his hand: "Let me check your Soul Power."

Bai Lan did not refuse, allowing the other man's hand to rest on his shoulder.

A warm force probed into his body, circled around, and then retreated.

The middle-aged man withdrew his hand, a complex expression appearing on his face.

"It is indeed Innate Full Soul Power, level eleven, with a solid foundation."

"But your Martial Soul... is too unique."

"There have been book Martial Souls in the history of Shrek Academy, but never one with Innate Full Soul Power."

"I need to request instructions."

He looked at Bai Lan.

Bai Lan nodded, waiting quietly.

The middle-aged man turned and left.

A quarter of an hour later, he returned, followed by an old man with white hair and a white beard.

The old man walked up to Bai Lan, looking at him with deep, penetrating eyes.

"Little fellow, release your Martial Soul with all your might."

Bai Lan did as he was told.

The Contract Book appeared in his palm, its pages fluttering without wind, emitting a faint golden light.

The old man stared at the book and suddenly smiled.

"Interesting, truly interesting."

He looked at Bai Lan: "What is your name?"

"Bai Lan."

"Bai Lan..." The old man nodded: "I am the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy. You may call me Elder Mu. From today on, you are an official student of Shrek Academy."

He happened to be free today with nothing to do, and upon learning that a six-year-old boy with a book Martial Soul and Innate Full Soul Power had come to seek enrollment early, he had come specifically to take a look.

Bai Lan was slightly stunned.

The guy in front of him was actually the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, the Dragon God Douluo Mu En!

Holy crap, he just met him like this?

And he came out in person?

Elder Mu seemed to see through his thoughts and laughed: "A genius with Innate Full Soul Power, no matter how weak the Martial Soul, is worth cultivating. Besides, this book of yours is not as simple as it looks."

He gave Bai Lan a meaningful look and turned to leave.

The middle-aged man also smiled and said: "Follow me, I'll take you to handle the enrollment procedures."

Bai Lan put away the Contract Book and followed him.

Walking through the gates of Shrek Academy, he looked back in the direction of the city outskirts.

Shenhun Village, Old Jack, Fatty Wang, and that Huo Yuhao whom he had never met...

At the crossroads of fate, everyone is walking their own path.

And his, Bai Lan's path, has only just begun.

Shrek Academy, freshman registration office.

Bai Lan followed the middle-aged man through several corridors and arrived at a spacious hall.

In the center of the hall stood a long table, behind which sat two teachers responsible for registration.

"Handle the procedures first," the middle-aged man said. "Name, age, Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power level; just report them to them."

Bai Lan nodded and stepped forward.

"Name?"

"Bai Lan."

"Age?"

"Six years old."

"Martial Soul?"

Bai Lan raised his hand, and the Contract Book appeared in his palm.

The teacher in charge of registration glanced up, paused his pen, and wrote the words "Book Martial Soul" in the registry.

"Innate Soul Power level?"

"Level ten."

The tip of the teacher's pen stopped.

He raised his head, his gaze landing on Bai Lan, and after looking him up and down for quite a while, he slowly spoke: "Innate Full Soul Power?"

"Yes."

"A Book Martial Soul?"

"Yes."

The teacher fell silent for two seconds, then lowered his head to continue filling out the form, muttering to himself: "Interesting, a rare one has arrived this year."

The paperwork was processed quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, Bai Lan held a metallic badge in his hand, engraved with the characters "Shrek" and his identification number.

"This is your student badge. You can use it to enter and leave the academy, collect supplies, and borrow cultivation techniques."

The middle-aged man instructed: "You are young and a new student, so you will be assigned to the Junior Class, but given your Innate Soul Power level, you should be able to skip grades soon."

Bai Lan nodded in thanks.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the hall.

Bai Lan turned to look and saw an old man with white hair and a white beard walking in.

It was Elder Mu, the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, whom he had met before.

Following behind Elder Mu were three children.

Walking at the very front was a boy of about ten years old with delicate features and a gentle temperament, a faint smile playing on his lips, making him look very easy to get along with.

Behind the boy was a girl with a ponytail, around the same age, with large, lively eyes filled with curiosity as she looked around at her surroundings.

At the very back was a boy with his arms crossed and an arrogant expression; he was slightly younger than the other two, his chin tilted slightly upward, looking as if he were very impressive.