Azure Luan Appears, Ma Hongjun Pisses Himself! Shrek Recruitment?

"Shut your mouth!"

Flender whipped his head around and barked, cold sweat already beading on his forehead.

Discipline him?

Flender felt a bitter, desperate ache in his heart.

In that brief collision just moments ago, he had clearly sensed that the other's flames not only lacked a single impurity, but they had also exerted an overwhelming bloodline suppression over his own Owl Martial Soul!

This boy's strength was absolutely no less than his own as a Spirit Saint!

Huang Yan slowly stood up, looking down at Flender from his height with a mocking curl of his lips:

"Why stop now?

Twelve years ago, you ran to my home and swore with absolute certainty that you were the only one in the entire continent who could resolve the defects of my Martial Soul.

And now?

Look at the 'monster genius' you've raised—riddled with impure Evil Fire, forced to rely on women just to keep himself alive."

"You..."

Flender's face turned a sickly shade of green and white, yet he couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.

"Flender, your so-called pride is worthless in my eyes."

Huang Yan said coldly.

"Take your trash of a disciple and get out of my house."

Just then, a calm yet infinitely majestic, aged voice drifted from the back of the main hall.

"I was just wondering which blind fool dared to spout such nonsense in front of my disciple."

Azure Luan Douluo walked out from the inner room, unhurriedly holding a cup of tea.

He didn't even glance at Flender, merely blowing gently at the tea leaves floating on the surface.

"So, you are that Flender from Shrek Academy?"

Looking at Azure Luan Douluo, who appeared like an ordinary old man with no fluctuations of spirit power, Flender felt a sudden, unprecedented sense of lethal crisis rising in his heart.

"Who might you be..."

Flender swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

Azure Luan Douluo did not answer, merely lifting his eyelids slightly.

"BOOM--!"

A terrifying pressure, vast as a surging sea, instantly descended upon Flender and Ma Hongjun.

This was not the pressure of a Spirit Saint, nor a Spirit Douluo, but the absolute crushing force belonging to a level 97 peak Douluo!

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

Flender and Ma Hongjun couldn't even hold on for a single second; their knees slammed heavily onto the bluestone floor, cracking the ground beneath them.

The two were pressed firmly against the floor, unable to move even a single finger, their bones emitting a creaking sound of unbearable strain.

"I am Azure Luan."

Azure Luan Douluo took a sip of tea, his tone indifferent.

"Back then, you were the one—that mangy bird—who wanted to snatch my disciple?"

Flender struggled to lift his head, his face smeared with a mixture of cold sweat and dust, his eyes filled with sheer terror.

"Azure... Azure Luan Douluo?!

A Super Douluo..."

He never imagined that the boy who had rejected him all those years ago had actually become the disciple of a Super Douluo at the level of a Martial Soul Hall Elder!

"I asked you a question."

Azure Luan Douluo's gaze turned cold, and the pressure intensified by another notch.

"Pfft!"

Flender spat out a mouthful of blood, begging for mercy in a hoarse voice.

"Senior... please calm your anger!

This junior was blind and didn't know Huang Yan was your beloved disciple... it was all a misunderstanding!"

"A misunderstanding?"

Azure Luan Douluo let out a cold snort.

"Coming to my disciple's home to throw your weight around and even demanding he kneel and admit fault—is that also a misunderstanding?"

Beside him, Ma Hongjun was already weeping with snot and tears, a wet patch spreading at his crotch as he kowtowed desperately:

"I was wrong!"

Huang Yan, I won't ever dare to do it again!

Please, I beg you, let us go!

I will never come back to ask for money again!

Watching the two of them groveling in such an ugly display, a flash of disgust crossed Huang Yan's eyes. He turned to Azure Luan Douluo and said:

"Teacher, let it go.

It's not worth dirtying your hands for trash like this.

After all, today is the day I brought a friend home; seeing blood would be an ill omen."

Hearing this, Azure Luan Douluo retracted his terrifying pressure and said indifferently:

"Since Xiao Yan has spoken, I will spare your dog lives today.

Get lost, and don't let this old man see you two eyesores of mangy birds ever again."

The pressure vanished instantly. Flender and Ma Hongjun acted as if they had been granted amnesty, gasping for air, their bodies soaked through with cold sweat.

Huang Yan walked up to them and looked down at Flender:

"Take your precious disciple and get out.

Remember what I said just now. If he dares to step foot in Poultry Village again, or dares to set his sights on my parents, I will personally pay a visit to Shrek Academy and burn that pathetic place of yours to ash."

"We wouldn't dare!

We absolutely wouldn't dare!"

Flender no longer had a shred of the airs of a Soul Saint; he scrambled to pull up the limp, jelly-like Ma Hongjun.

"Many thanks to the senior for sparing our lives!

Many thanks to Young Master Huang Yan for your mercy!

We're leaving right now!"

Having said that, Flender didn't even dare to utter a single harsh word. He immediately manifested his Owl Martial Soul.

Grabbing Ma Hongjun, he fled in a panic like a stray dog, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Watching their pathetic, fleeing backs, Shui Bing'er couldn't help but chuckle:

"So this is the so-called Dean of Shrek Academy?

It truly is an eye-opener."

Huang Yan turned around, sat back down in his chair, took a sip of tea, and smiled:

"Just a bully who fears the strong and picks on the weak.

If Teacher weren't here today, or if my strength were inferior to his, he would have shown a completely different face."

Azure Luan Douluo also returned to his seat, looking at Huang Yan with eyes full of admiration:

"Xiao Yan, that aura of flame you displayed just now seems to have become even purer?"

"Yes, Teacher."

Huang Yan nodded.

"I've had some insights during my recent cultivation, and my control over the Ultimate Fire has deepened."

Although the concept of Ultimate Attributes did not exist in this era, as far as Huang Yan was concerned, his own flames were already very close to an Ultimate Attribute.

Of course, the "Ultimate Fire" he spoke of now was only an approximation.

Huang Yan was confident that once he obtained and refined the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, his fire attribute would certainly reach the "Ultimate" level.

If nothing else, Ma Xiaotao from the second generation could reach Ultimate Fire after refining the Infernal Delicate Apricot.

Why couldn't Huang Yan?

Shui Bing'er listened from the side, her beautiful eyes shimmering with brilliance.

Ultimate Fire?

No wonder he was able to easily crush that Ma Hongjun and even force back a Soul Saint without even releasing his Martial Soul just now.

Just then, the kitchen curtain was lifted. Ma Min walked out carrying a plate of sliced fruit. Looking at the empty courtyard, she asked with some confusion:

"Eh?

Was someone arguing outside just now?

I thought I heard the voice of that boy from the Ma family?"

Huang Yan took the fruit without changing his expression and smiled gently:

"Mother, you heard wrong.

There were just two wild birds that flew into the courtyard and squawked; I've already chased them away."

After eating the fruit, the three of them rose to bid farewell to Huang Ran and his wife.

Azure Luan Douluo surged with soul power, lifting Huang Yan and Shui Bing'er into the air. They transformed into a streak of light and flew straight toward Suotuo City.

Not long after they flew out of Poultry Village, a long line forming outside a dilapidated village below caught their attention.