I, Lin Fan, Fear Nothing!

"Please, stay a moment!"

Zhao Wuji's expression was grave as he called out directly.

"How so?"

Lin Qingfeng smiled pleasantly. "Does the Immovable Bright King have some instruction for me?"

"I would not dare presume to instruct you."

Zhao Wuji shook his head. "I simply wish to ask, has your son joined an academy?"

"He has not."

Lin Qingfeng's gaze swept over Tang San and the others. His eyes narrowed slightly as he asked softly, "May I ask which academy you represent?"

Previously, his attention had been entirely focused on Lin Fan selling the martial soul, and he had been occupied with communicating with Chao Tianxiang. Now, looking at them, he immediately sensed something amiss.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and the others behind Zhao Wuji were not old, yet their soul power far exceeded that of their peers.

Hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Lin Qingfeng realized they were from an academy, and an idea began to form in his mind.

This academy looked decent; perhaps he should let Lin Fan go there to learn?

"That is wonderful!"

Zhao Wuji's face lit up with joy as he grinned. "On behalf of Shrek Academy, I would like to invite your son to join us for his studies."

After Meng Yiran had truly absorbed the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent from Lin Fan, Zhao Wuji had also recognized the unique nature of Lin Fan's martial soul. Even though Lin Fan had not yet reached the required age or soul power level, he still extended the invitation.

He believed that even if Flender were here, he would not let such a genius slip away.

"Truly?"

Lin Qingfeng's face brightened, and he was just about to agree when Lin Fan interrupted him.

"Father, I do not wish to attend an academy."

Lin Fan chuckled. "After we return this time, I want to go out and gain experience on my own. As for those academies, let's skip them."

"..."

Lin Qingfeng was stunned.

In this era, there were too few ways for a soul master to obtain a legacy and improve their strength.

Compared to other paths, an academy could be considered the best and most flexible route.

Not only Lin Qingfeng, but even Zhao Wuji and Chao Tianxiang were left dumbfounded.

"No, wait."

Zhao Wuji knew Lin Fan was exceptionally gifted, so he didn't get angry at the rejection, merely offering a wry smile. "Little one, don't judge Shrek Academy by our lack of fame; I dare say our standard of teaching is extremely high."

"Many students from high-level academies are not as good as these little ones behind me. Once they reach the right age, they will far surpass those people."

"As long as you are willing to come, I guarantee that you will reach the Soul Emperor realm by graduation, and your future cultivation will be smooth sailing."

"..."

Hearing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but curl his lip. If you want to recruit someone into an academy, shouldn't you at least offer some benefits?

To think they could get someone to join just by saying a few words?

That is nothing but a pipe dream!

"Forget it."

Lin Fan said indifferently, "I have no interest in any Shrek Academy."

"You..."

As his words fell, everyone except for Oscar, who was still absorbing his soul ring, glared at Lin Fan.

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly; he still wanted to try and persuade him.

There was no helping it; Lin Fan's talent wasn't just about cultivation—it was his ability to help them obtain soul rings more easily!

That was far more valuable than mere combat power.

"Let's go."

Lin Fan couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Tang San and his group. The money was already in hand, and it was time to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

"Stop right there!"

Tang San and Dai Mubai shouted in unison. "You have insulted our Shrek Academy, and now you want to just walk away?"

"Insulted you?"

Lin Fan paused his steps, turned to look at them, and then revealed a mocking smile. "Could it be that because I refuse your forced recruitment, it counts as an insult?"

"If that is the case, then I have insulted you. And what can you do about it?"

Lin Fan knew the plot; the strongest person currently with Tang San and the others was Zhao Wuji, and his own father was no less capable than him. Why should he give them a pleasant face?

Not to mention, it was Tang San and Dai Mubai who had started the trouble in the first place!

Since when did declining an invitation become an insult?

Thinking back on some of the things Tang San would do in the future, the gaze Lin Fan leveled at him grew increasingly icy.

However, he had no intention of saying much more.

What was there to discuss with a hypocrite like that?

If he dared to fight, then he would beat him until he couldn't stand back up!

"You..."

"Our teacher kindly invited you to join the academy, how could you refuse?"

Tang San shouted coldly: "Refusing someone's good intentions is nothing but an insult, looking down on others!"

"So that's how it is."

Lin Fan grinned: "Wait a moment, I see quite a few beauties among your group. How about this, brothers? You are all Spirit Masters, so focus on your cultivation; women will only hinder your progress."

"I don't want to cultivate, so just leave these young ladies to me. I will definitely take good care of them!"

"I'm offering this out of kindness. According to your own logic, you should agree to this; otherwise, you would be insulting others and looking down on them, right?"

"You..."

Although Tang San was a transmigrator, he hadn't lived in an era as diverse as the one Lin Fan came from, and he couldn't even begin to imagine such sharp retorts.

For a moment, Tang San was so infuriated that he trembled all over, yet he couldn't find a single word to refute him.

"Pfft."

Meng Yiran couldn't help but laugh out loud. She wasn't stupid; she could naturally tell that Lin Fan wasn't actually interested in Xiao Wu or Ning Rongrong, but was specifically using those words to counter Tang San's previous statement.

Even Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing frowned. Although they disliked being talked about that way, they could also tell that Tang San's previous logic was indeed unreasonable.

Only Xiao Wu, determined to side with Tang San, curled her lip and said: "Brother San, since he looks down on us, why waste words on him? Just beat him up!"

As the words fell, Zhao Wuji remained calm and did not step in to stop them.

Clearly, having been rejected by Lin Fan repeatedly, Zhao Wuji was also angry, his gaze locked onto Lin Qingfeng to ensure he had no chance to intervene.

"Truly disgusting."

Lin Fan sighed: "When forced invitations fail, you resort to violence? Are you students or bandits? Just being near an academy like this, let alone studying there, makes me feel sick!"

Lin Fan was no saint. Since Tang San had initiated the hostility, he wouldn't be polite and retorted directly.

"What?"

"Could it be that you all intend to use force?"

Lin Qingfeng looked at Zhao Wuji with a cold expression.

"It's not exactly using force."

Zhao Wuji was no saint himself, and he immediately sneered: "If your son is unwilling to join Shrek Academy, it's only because he hasn't witnessed our strength. Why don't we let the children have a friendly spar?"

"If my students win, how about your son joins Shrek Academy?"

"If we lose, we will leave immediately!"

"If I lose, I have to join the academy, but if I win, you just leave?"

Lin Fan spat on the ground: "Who gave you the nerve? You want to take all the benefits for yourselves!"

"Enough, I know your double standards aren't just a little bit extreme, so there's no need to make excuses!"

"Tang San, Dai Mubai, and that dead fatty, the three of you come at me together. What does Lin Fan have to fear?"