The Golden Sacred Dragon Is No Inferior to the Dark Sacred Dragon! Establishing Shrek, Harsh Disciple Recruitment Conditions!

His fingernails cracked, and blood mixed with mud stained his hands red.

Yu Xiaogang, however, seemed unable to feel the pain, his gaze fixed intently in the direction of Heaven Dou City.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he breathed like an ox:

"Why... why is the heavens so unfair to me!"

"I clearly possess the most invincible theories!"

"I clearly could have mastered the strongest Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

"Why is my soul power only at level twenty-nine!"

Liu Erlong shed tears of heartache, clutching his trembling body tightly:

"Xiaogang, please don't be like this. So what if you are level twenty-nine? You are still the smartest and greatest person in my heart."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were filled with resentment and madness, and he roared through gritted teeth in his heart:

"Qian Yu... you stole Dong'er, and now you trample the dignity of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan under your feet!"

"I, Yu Xiaogang, swear that one day, I will prove my theories!"

"I will bring forth the perfect Golden Sacred Dragon and, in front of the entire world, trample you completely under my feet to wash away this humiliation!"

Flender watched Yu Xiaogang, who had fallen into extreme paranoia, and opened his mouth.

In the end, it only turned into a heavy sigh, and he did not try to persuade him further.

Liu Erlong carefully wiped the blood from the corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth, her voice tinged with a hint of pleading:

"Xiaogang, stop training. Let's go into the city and find a healing-type soul master to look at your legs."

"If you go on like this, your foundation will be completely ruined."

Yu Xiaogang shoved Liu Erlong's hand away, struggling to stand up, only to fall back down weakly.

"No!"

"I cannot stop!"

"Qian Yu is at the height of his power right now. If I cannot even master the Golden Sacred Dragon, what do I have to defeat him with?"

"What do I have to prove myself with?"

Flender could no longer bear to watch; he pressed down on Yu Xiaogang's shoulder and said in a deep voice:

"Xiaogang!"

"Calm down!"

"In your current state, let alone defeating Qian Yu, you can't even walk to Heaven Dou City!"

Yu Xiaogang bit his lip hard, glaring at Flender with red-rimmed eyes:

"Then tell me, what should I do?"

"Do you want me to be a piece of trash mocked by others for the rest of my life?!"

Flender sighed, his tone softening slightly:

"No one thinks you are trash."

"Your theories are priceless treasures; you just need time, and we need time too."

"The situation in Heaven Dou City is complex right now; we should not wade into those muddy waters for the time being."

Liu Erlong nodded repeatedly in agreement:

"That's right, Xiaogang. Flender is right."

"As long as the green hills remain, there will be firewood to burn. Let's heal our injuries first and plan for the long term."

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.

After a long silence, he squeezed a sentence through his teeth:

"Plan for the long term... what should we do?"

Flender pushed up his glasses, his gaze fixed on the silhouette of Suotuo City in the distance:

"If you want to prove your theories to the world, relying on just the three of us, or just the Golden Sacred Dragon, is not enough."

"We need a platform—a place where your theories can shine and flourish."

Yu Xiaogang was stunned:

"A platform?"

"Yes, start an academy."

A sharp glint flashed in Flender's eyes.

"We will start a Soul Master Academy right here near Suotuo City that only recruits monster geniuses!"

"You will be the Grandmaster, personally guiding them with your theories."

Once these geniuses grow up and shock the continent, who would still dare to question your theories?

Who would still dare to look down on you, Yu Xiaogang?"

Liu Erlong's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly:

"That's a great idea!

Xiaogang, when the disciples you've trained defeat the geniuses of the Martial Soul Hall, it will be even more satisfying than doing it yourself!"

The dead ash in Yu Xiaogang's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a strange, rekindled fanaticism.

"Start an academy... teach geniuses..."

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, the face of Qian Yu, whom he hated to the bone, involuntarily appearing in his mind.

"Fine.

Boss Flender, Erlong, we will start an academy!"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and said each word with heavy emphasis.

"I will recruit the strongest geniuses on the entire continent and cultivate them using my most perfect theories!

One day, I will have my disciple personally trample that Qian Yu underfoot, and prove to the whole world that I, Yu Xiaogang, am the true master of theory!"

Watching Yu Xiaogang pull himself together, Flender breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to help him up from the mud:

"Since we've decided, we must give this academy a resounding name."

Yu Xiaogang's gaze darkened, and he said coldly:

"Since we only recruit monsters and not ordinary people, then let's call it Shrek.

In the ancient tongue, that is what it means."

"Shrek Academy?"

Flender chewed on the name, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth:

"Good name!

Shrek it is!

But Xiaogang, since we are only taking in monsters, how do you intend to set the enrollment standards?"

A trace of arrogance flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes as he spoke without hesitation:

"First, the applicant's age must not exceed twelve.

Second, their soul power must be at least level twenty.

Third, their martial soul must have immense potential or be a special mutated martial soul.

If they fail to meet even one of these three conditions, even by the slightest margin, we will not accept them!"

Liu Erlong was secretly shocked as she listened, unable to help but hesitate:

"Xiaogang, aren't these conditions too harsh?

Reaching the level of a Soul Grand Master by twelve is rare even across the entire continent.

Even in the Martial Soul Hall and the royal academies of the two great empires, these are top-tier core seedlings.

In this remote Suotuo City, can we really recruit such geniuses?"

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, his tone filled with unquestionable paranoia:

"Better to have nothing than to settle for less!

I am training peerless geniuses who will be able to trample Qian Yu underfoot in the future, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry!

If they don't even have this much aptitude, they aren't worthy of receiving personal guidance from me, Yu Xiaogang!"

Flender smiled bitterly and touched his shriveled coin purse:

"Setting the standards high is fine; we don't have much starting capital anyway.

If we really recruited hundreds or thousands of students, I couldn't afford to feed them.

We'll find a cheap village outside Suotuo City, rent a few farmhouses, and get the framework of the academy set up first."

Liu Erlong frowned slightly, looking at Yu Xiaogang with some heartache:

"Boss Flender, how can we let Xiaogang live in a dilapidated farmhouse?

I still have some savings; why don't we find a place in the city..."

"No need, Erlong."

Yu Xiaogang interrupted her, his gaze looking toward the distance with a sinister glint:

"When heaven is about to bestow a great responsibility upon a person, it first exhausts their mind and will.

What is a mere farmhouse compared to that?"

"As long as I can prove to the world that I am the one who is right, I can endure even the most bitter of circumstances!"

Speaking of this, Yu Xiaogang glanced at the still-unconscious Luo Sanpao on the ground and gritted his teeth:

"Boss Flender, help me into the city.

I need to find a healing-type Spirit Master as soon as possible to get these legs treated.

Shrek Academy will officially begin preparations tomorrow!"

Flender nodded, bent down, and hoisted Yu Xiaogang onto his back:

"Alright, let's head into the city.

Erlong, carry Sanpao and keep up."

Liu Erlong scooped up the heavy Luo Sanpao and quickened her pace to follow.

The three people and one beast walked slowly toward the direction of Suotuo City.