Tang San Merges Blue Silver Academy?! Wishful Thinking! Bone Douluo Submits!

"Come up and have a cup of tea."

Chen Xuan said this, turning around to walk back to the tea table inside the house.

Gu Rong was stunned.

Have tea?

He looked at the bleeding wound on his chest, then looked at the calm and composed figure upstairs, his mind unable to process the situation for a moment.

What kind of tactic was this?

Beat someone half to death, then invite them for tea?

He dared not refuse.

The pressure that had been shrouding him quietly dissipated. Gu Rong struggled to climb up from the ground, dragging his severely injured body step by step into the small building.

The furnishings on the second floor were simple, consisting only of a tea table and a few chairs.

Chen Xuan was already seated, gracefully lifting the teapot to fill a cup with steaming tea before pushing it to the seat opposite him.

Gu Rong walked over cautiously and sat down across from Chen Xuan, his body tense, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Chen Xuan glanced at him.

"Straighten your back."

Hearing this, Gu Rong's body trembled instinctively.

He heard Chen Xuan continue.

"I still prefer the way you looked when you were arrogant and unruly just now."

Gu Rong's heart gave a violent twitch, and he hurriedly straightened his spine, sitting as upright as a student listening to a lecture in a classroom.

Chen Xuan nodded in satisfaction and tilted his chin, gesturing toward the cup of tea.

"Drink it; it won't taste good once it gets cold."

Gu Rong looked at the clear, emerald-green tea in front of him, a battle raging within his heart.

Could there be... poison in the tea?

As soon as this thought arose, he extinguished it himself.

What a joke.

With the other party's unfathomable strength, killing him would be a matter of a single thought; why would he need to use such low-handed methods?

That would be an insult to his own strength.

Thinking of this, Gu Rong hesitated no longer. He picked up the teacup, closed his eyes, and downed the tea in one gulp.

So be it; whether it was a blessing or a curse, he would accept it.

As the tea entered his mouth, there was no bitterness as he had imagined; instead, a warm, mellow, and sweet current flowed down his throat into his abdomen.

The next moment!

BOOM!

A vast, boundless, and purely extreme aura of life exploded within his body like a bursting dam!

Gu Rong's eyes widened in shock.

He could clearly "see" that green life energy sweeping through every limb and bone of his body. His meridians, which had been severely damaged by the backlash, were being repaired and widened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the bloody hole in his chest, pierced by the Purple Gold Spear, was regenerating flesh rapidly, the wound healing at an astonishing pace!

In just a few short breaths.

His injuries were gone!

Not only were his internal and external wounds healed, but the soul power he had completely exhausted was restored to its peak state in an instant, and it was even... even a few shades purer than before!

Gu Rong looked down at his unscathed chest and reached out to touch it; the skin was smooth, without even a scar left behind.

He was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of heaven-defying divine object was this!

His hands trembling, he placed the teacup back on the table, his voice filled with irrepressible excitement.

"This... what kind of immortal tea is this?"

Chen Xuan poured himself another cup and took a slow, leisurely sip.

"Just ordinary tea."

He replied nonchalantly.

After a pause, he added another sentence.

"There is better, but the time hasn't come yet."

Gu Rong's brain crashed once again.

This... this divine object capable of instantly healing a piercing wound on a Titled Douluo, was just ordinary tea?

There are even better ones?

Then what kind of effects would those better ones... possess? Immortality?

For a moment, the way Gu Rong looked at Chen Xuan changed completely.

Awe, curiosity, and a trace of... fanaticism.

Unable to suppress the surging waves in his heart any longer, he stood up and bowed deeply to Chen Xuan.

"May I ask, Your Excellency... where exactly do you come from?"

Chen Xuan set down his teacup, his gaze seemingly piercing through the roof to look toward the distant horizon.

"I come from another world."

Another world!

These five words struck Gu Rong's heart like a divine decree.

Countless records from ancient texts about that place flashed through his mind in an instant.

Another world... could it be... the God Realm?!

Once this thought emerged, it could no longer be contained!

That's right! It must be so!

Aside from the true gods of legend, who else could possess such earth-shattering power?

Who else could regard the Blue Silver Grass, a trash martial soul, as a divine object?

Who else could casually produce immortal tea capable of healing a Titled Douluo?

Everything made sense now!

The person before him was no mortal, but a true god who had descended from the God Realm to the human world!

Realizing this, Gu Rong's body began to tremble uncontrollably; it was a mix of extreme fear and extreme excitement.

He had actually... dared to raise a hand against a god!

With a thud, he knelt down once more, this time in a prostrate, devout kowtow.

"God... God Above, this lowly one was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, offending your divine might. I beg for your forgiveness!"

"This lowly one was merely entrusted by the Sect Master to investigate the cause of the celestial phenomena here; I had absolutely no malicious intent!"

Chen Xuan found his display somewhat amusing.

"Enough, get up."

He said indifferently, "I don't care about such things."

"Just make sure to introduce more talented students to my academy in the future."

Hearing this, Gu Rong felt as if he had been granted amnesty, his heart filled with wild joy.

The God Above did not mind! The God Above had even given him a chance to make amends!

This was a heaven-sent opportunity!

He hurriedly stood up and stood respectfully to the side, completely convinced and submissive.

"Rest assured, God Above! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will surely follow the lead of Blue Silver Academy from this day forth!"

At this moment, there was no longer a shred of hostility in Gu Rong's heart toward Chen Xuan, only a worship as profound as looking up at a towering mountain.

Meanwhile, outside Blue Silver Academy.

A group of seven youths, boys and girls, were looking up at the magnificent academy gate, their expressions varying.

"My god, is this Blue Silver Academy?"

Ma Hongjun's mouth hung open as he muttered to himself.

"This is too grand! This gate is even more majestic than the city gates of Heaven Dou City! And this spiritual energy... I feel like taking a single breath here is better than half a day of cultivation back home."

"Indeed," Oscar said, his face full of envy, "if only our Shrek Academy could be this grand."

Dai Mubai looked at the four gilded characters "Blue Silver Academy" with a complex gaze, remaining silent.

They had traveled through dust and wind, arriving from that dilapidated village before this academy that resembled a fairyland. The stark contrast left these proud geniuses feeling quite unsettled.

Tang San watched the reactions of the others, his lips twitching imperceptibly.

He stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, there is no need to belittle yourselves."

"The strength of an academy is not determined by its appearance, but by its substance."

"As long as we can defeat Blue Silver Academy in this year's Spirit Master Tournament, we will prove that Shrek is the strongest!"

He paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"Perhaps, once we defeat them, Blue Silver Academy will recognize our potential and be willing to merge with our Shrek."