Rise Again! My Fire Buddha!

Unconsciously.

Get out of class is over.

Hmm... no overtime.

Gong Changlong had already led the students out of the classroom for Shrek's old tradition of "outdoor activities."

Feng Yan always felt that he was a bit evil, which didn't fit the image of the Fire Buddha, but as the patriarch of Shrek, he still had to follow the proper procedures.

He had no grudge against Bo Saixi, yet he still tarnished her reputation as a villain. Even though Bo Saixi had been gone for almost ten thousand years...

Anyway, Feng Yan didn't see her and Tang Chen in the Divine Realm, so Tang San probably wouldn't do something so thankless.

"Um?"

A three-headed dog suddenly jumped onto the podium. Its right head looked at the figure leaning back in the chair, resting with his eyes closed. The dog smirked, lifted its hind leg, and turned around, looking quite malicious.

That damned Feng Yan, how dare you ruin my grandfather's and my reputation like this! I'll smear you in the face!

"Interesting." Feng Yan kept his eyes closed, but seemed to realize something. He smiled faintly to himself, and with his hand on his knee, he channeled divine power into the three-headed dog's body.

"You three should enjoy this fine wine together. It's alright if it disgusts me, but it's wrong if it disgusts the students."

It's... coming out!

Tang Hao was extremely smug. "Feng Yan, you've finally met your match! Even if I can't beat you, I'll still make you miserable!"

It had overheard Xiao Wu and Ah Yin's conversation. Feng Yan was currently breaking through to the God King in a secret chamber of the Clear Sky Sect, and the only thing that could appear at Shrek now was divine sense.

The divine power contained within divine thoughts cannot be restored; every bit used diminishes it. Therefore, it is generally advisable to conserve it whenever possible, as was the case with Tang San in the past.

Tang Hao refused to believe that Feng Yan, who was in the midst of a critical breakthrough, would allocate too much divine power to his divine sense.

"Take it, my revenge!" Tang Hao glanced at Feng Yan, who showed no reaction, and felt extremely pleased.

Open the floodgates!

Flood discharge!

The expected buzzing sound did not come.

Tang Hao was puzzled. In order to humiliate Feng Yan, it had been holding back for three whole days. It could be said that everything was ready except for the final push.

Now that the east wind has arrived, why is there no volume?

"Something feels off."

The warmth didn't flow downwards; instead, it split into three streams, as if...

Going against the current?

"Not good!"

Tang Hao was, after all, someone who had become a god. Even if he hadn't become the Plane Master yet, his vision was still there.

"Feng Yan, how dare you..." Before Tang Hao could finish cursing, he felt a salty, warm taste in the mouths of the three heads.

The warmth, like a high-pressure water jet, rushed straight into my throat and never returned.

Tang Hao was furious and decided to go all out, spitting directly in Feng Yan's face.

But for some reason, its three mouths seemed to have completely merged into one, and it could no longer open them even a little bit.

"Waaaaah!!" Tang Hao couldn't help but shed tears of humiliation. He still hadn't given up and tried to close the gate.

Opening the gate is easy, closing it is difficult.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Feng Yan had already fully sensed Tang Hao's vengeful nature.

"Too clever by half."

Feng Yan spoke, then opened his eyes and walked out of the classroom, clearly not taking the matter to heart.

The Tang Family is truly born evil; they actually tried to make him, First-Level God and the God of Fire, laugh himself to death by defecating a huge lump of shit.

It seems the Jue Tang Project should be launched.

Inside the classroom, only a three-headed dog lay on the floor, writhing in despair. "Why isn't it over yet? Three days' worth shouldn't be this much!"

Damn it, Feng Yan must have done something again. Tang Hao could feel that warmth starting to circulate within its body.

"I regret it so much! Why didn't I kill Feng Yan sooner!"

The thought crossed its mind, but there was nothing it could do, because the next cycle had already begun.

Feng Yan sat atop Tang San's stone statue, basking in the sun, his gaze fixed on the first-generation Class Zero students participating in an outdoor activity—running—in the distance.

While it's described as an outdoor activity, it's not that simple; his approach differs from that of a certain old hag.

With Ah Yin by his side, even if these trainees died, they could be fully revived in no time, which would make it easier for him to select them.

Aside from a few students whose personalities are already understood, the vast majority require this approach.

Although almost all of these students passed the interview, the Class Zero had excellent benefits and was taught by two deities, so naturally not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry was qualified to enter.

These are all future pillars of the Clear Sky Sect.

"No, we'll change the name later. 'Ritian Sect' sounds a bit unlucky." Feng Yan kept the name "Haotian" only to annoy certain people.

Shrimp alone isn't enough; you have to add pork heart too.

"So this is Shrek City, the holy land of Soul Master? It's truly magnificent."

"You surnamed Huo, don't think that just because you're my fellow disciple, my White Tiger Duke Mansion can afford to lose face like this."

A commotion arose at the city gate.

Soon, four people entered: three men and one woman.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a buzz cut and stubble, dressed in a dark scholar's robe that looked exactly like a stone statue in the distance.

"Huabin, how dare you speak to your junior brother like that? Have you forgotten the proper etiquette between people?"

Yu Xiaogang directly in front and reprimanded those behind him.

"I understand, humph!" Dai Huabin snorted coldly and wisely shut his mouth. Ever since he obtained the Soul Ring, he had looked down on Huo Yuhao more and more.

However, due to his old teacher's authority, he could only vent his anger on a girl in black at the back of the line.

"Zhu Lu, stop dawdling. If you keep this up, you're going back to the Star Luo Empire."

Zhu Lu was about to cry, not because she had been scolded, but because Dai Huabin had finally remembered her. Throughout the journey, she had seemed out of place with the group.

Yu Xiaogang only cared about his two apprentices. Huo Yuhao treated her like a stranger he knew, and Dai Huabin completely ignored her.

Now, Dai Huabin has finally remembered her.

Feng Yan watched this scene quietly. Although he didn't understand why Yu Xiaogang had also taken Dai Huabin as a disciple, he didn't say anything.

Perhaps Gangzi became obsessed again after losing the Golden Dragon King's God Core.

Is it the persistent Gangzi?

"Interesting." Feng Yan then looked at Dai Yuhao. He no longer wanted to target this Child of Destiny one; in fact, he wanted to help him out.

It was all because of his courage to give the middle finger to the God King Tang San in the Valley of Universe Inquiry.

Furthermore, Dai Yuhao seems to have fallen in love with Tang Shan and is unlikely to be interested in Wutong. Also, under the influence of Tang Shan, who has been "trained," he will inevitably hate the God King Tang San.

"However, we still need one more spark," Feng Yan pondered to himself.

In the original novel, when did Tang San truly and thoroughly hate the Spirit Hall? It was when Xiao Wu sacrificed herself in the Star Dou Great Forest.

The loss of his beloved and the blood feud with his parents made Tang San truly hate the Spirit Hall.

"When should we schedule this?" Feng Yan decided that he would create another alias later, calling himself Sea God Buddha Tang.