Dragon God Douluo - Mu En

Huo Yuhao had a clear objective, heading straight toward the white freshman teaching building.

The building was bustling with people, mostly boys and girls of similar age to him, their faces filled with curiosity and excitement, along with some accompanying parents or academy staff.

Following the guidance of the signs, he found the freshman registration office and calmly completed the necessary procedures.

The person in charge of registration was a middle-aged female teacher with a kind expression.

Huo Yuhao presented the Shrek Token. After the teacher verified it, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes, but she quickly returned to a professional smile. She didn't ask any questions, simply processing everything for Huo Yuhao with high efficiency.

He paid the ten Gold Soul Coins required for freshman enrollment and then received his items: a dormitory key, two brand-new white freshman uniforms, and a freshman badge, also white, engraved with simple patterns and a serial number.

After politely thanking her, Huo Yuhao turned and walked out of the somewhat noisy freshman teaching building.

Standing in the sunlight outside the building, he opened his palm and looked at the cold key.

A small tag hung from the key, clearly engraved with three digits: "110".

Seeing this number, Huo Yuhao's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

According to the "original work" memories provided by Wang Teng, which were detailed to the point of being trivial, in the "original" trajectory of fate, the "Huo Yuhao" brought into Shrek by Tang Ya should have received dormitory key "108".

And dormitory 108 was the very room of that Tang family princess, Tang San's daughter, Tang Wutong!

"108" was supposed to be the key node for his "fated encounter" with Tang Wutong, the start of his manipulated life.

But now, he had received "110".

Is it because I rejected Tang Ya's invitation and didn't enroll through the Tang Sect, but used the Shrek Token instead, causing the assignment to change?

Huo Yuhao analyzed rapidly in his heart, Or... has some fine-tuning occurred in Tang San's "arrangements"? Or is this merely an insignificant, random distribution difference?

After a brief moment of doubt, Huo Yuhao's expression returned to calm, and a trace of cold relief even flickered in the depths of his eyes.

Being able to avoid becoming roommates with that Tang family princess was undoubtedly a good thing for him.

"110... that's fine."

Huo Yuhao gripped the key tightly, no longer dwelling on it.

Following the road signs, he passed between the white freshman teaching building and the black senior teaching building, soon spotting the dormitory building.

The dormitory building was an extremely massive standalone structure, estimated to be six stories high, covering a vast area.

Interestingly, the exterior walls of this building also featured a segmented design of white, yellow, purple, and black, clearly corresponding to the accommodation areas for students of different grades.

The white area was naturally on the lowest level.

Huo Yuhao arrived in front of the entrance to the white freshman area.

The sun was abundant here, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees.

However, the scene at the building entrance contrasted somewhat with this vibrant environment—an old, worn-out reclining chair was placed in the shade under the porch, and an elderly man who looked extremely aged was half-lying, half-sitting on it.

The old man wore a set of washed-out gray cloth clothes; his frame was hunched and gaunt.

The wrinkles on his face were as deep as gullies, layered upon one another, and his dim, yellowish eyes were half-open and half-closed, appearing as if he were asleep yet not.

Sunlight spilled onto him, yet he seemed immersed in another quiet and sluggish world, a picture of someone in the twilight of their years, on the verge of death, appearing completely out of place with the vibrant young students around him.

Many freshmen hurried in and out, either glancing curiously at this "gatekeeper old man" or ignoring him entirely; no one paid him much mind.

But Huo Yuhao's footsteps paused almost imperceptibly when he was a few meters away from the old man.

His spiritual power had now recovered to a level comparable to a Soul Elder, and its essence was extremely high, making his perception exceptionally keen.

The moment his gaze swept over the old man, a terrifying feeling, extremely subtle yet vast as an abyss, pricked him like the tip of a needle!

The old man appeared ordinary, his aura even weak.

But in Huo Yuhao's perception, beneath that aging shell, it was as if an ancient dragon lay dormant!

A pure, condensed, and unimaginably vast soul power flowed and lay dormant within the old man's body like a boundless golden ocean. Though not a single shred leaked out, it gave one a suffocating feeling that it could destroy the world if it were to erupt.

Accompanying this was a spiritual power fluctuation that was equally deep as the sea and as condensed as iron—obscure yet powerful.

This was definitely no ordinary gatekeeper! He wasn't even an ordinary Title Douluo!

A name flashed through Huo Yuhao's mind instantly, a legendary name from the previous era of Shrek Academy that he had seen in Wang Teng's memories—

Dragon God Douluo, Mu En!

The previous Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion of Shrek Academy, a level 99 Limit Douluo, possessor of the Bright Sacred Dragon martial soul, hailed as one of the humans closest to the god level in the current age!

In his past life, when Huo Yuhao led the Sun Moon Empire's army to the city gates, this legendary Dragon God Douluo had long since passed away due to old wounds.

The one leading the remnants of Shrek in a desperate struggle at that time was the Martial Soul Department Dean, Yan Shaozhe.

As for the original successor, Xuan Zi, he had been arrogant and conceited, attempting to rely on the Sea God Pavilion elders and nearly fifty gathered Title Douluo to sneak into the Sun Moon Empire's Ming City to carry out a terrorist attack to delay the Sun Moon army's progress.

As a result, they were ambushed by the combined forces of Huo Yuhao, Kong Deming, and Du Busi, wiped out in one fell swoop, and killed on the spot. Only then was Yan Shaozhe forced to take command in a crisis, becoming the final de facto leader of Shrek.

Facing this powerhouse before him, there was no extra expression on Huo Yuhao's face. There was neither the potential contempt or disregard a typical freshman might show upon seeing a "gatekeeper old man," nor the shock or deliberately feigned eagerness an insider should have when facing a peerless expert.

He simply walked past the old man lying on the chair, just like any other freshman who had finished their procedures and was eager to find their place of residence, his pace without the slightest hesitation or panic.

However, the moment Huo Yuhao's figure brushed past Mu En and was about to disappear into the shadows of the dormitory building entrance—

Mu En, on the reclining chair, slowly opened his dim, yellowish eyes, which had been half-closed, by an extremely subtle sliver.

Deep within his cloudy eyes, a glimmer of brilliance like starlight hidden in an abyss flickered and vanished.

His gaze seemed capable of piercing through skin and bone to reach the very essence of things, landing quietly upon the back of Huo Yuhao, which appeared slightly slender yet stood straight as an arrow.

The old man's withered lips moved almost imperceptibly, and in a voice so faint it seemed ready to scatter into the wind, he murmured to the air—or perhaps to himself:

"A strange youth indeed..."

As a ninety-ninth-rank Limit Douluo who had once presided over the Sea God Pavilion and possessed insight into countless secrets of the world, he was the Dragon God Douluo.

Mu En's vision was so lofty that it had long since transcended the mortal realm.

To his eyes, ordinary geniuses—even those with Twin Martial Souls or Innate Full Soul Power—were nothing more than individuals with "decent aptitude, worth cultivating."