Using the Super Sect Card, A mere Limit Douluo

Zhou Yi was left pale and trembling by Yan Shaozhe's harsh, biting reprimand. Her lips quivered, but she could no longer find a single word of defense, forced to keep her head bowed low as her nails dug once more into her palms.

Seeing this, Du Weilun seized the moment to steer the conversation back to business: "Dean, the incident has already occurred. Su Chen proposed two conditions as a 'settlement': first, the dismissal of Teacher Zhou Yi, and second, compensation of three Soul Ascension Pill. How do you... intend to handle this?"

Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath, suppressing the fury in his heart, and sat back down. His fingers tapped rhythmically against the desk as he fell into deep thought.

"Three Soul Ascension Pill..." He mused for a moment before deciding firmly, "Give them to him. While such pills that directly boost strength are precious, they are worth it to appease a genius with a god-level martial soul and limitless potential. There should still be some in the academy's inventory; go handle it."

"However, as for dismissing Zhou Yi..." Yan Shaozhe's brows furrowed. He glanced at Zhou Yi, who was huddled like a quail to the side, a flash of complexity and helplessness crossing his eyes.

Zhou Yi's teaching ability was limited, her reputation was abysmal, and her methods were extreme; logically, she had long been unfit for a teaching position. But her husband, Fan Yu... was an indispensable core talent of the Soul Guidance Department, and someone highly valued by Vice Dean Qian Duoduo. One must respect the master for the sake of the servant; dismissing Zhou Yi directly would likely cause unnecessary trouble within the Soul Guidance Department and strain the relationship between the two departments.

After a long silence, Yan Shaozhe finally spoke, his voice calm once more, yet carrying an unquestionable decisiveness:

"Zhou Yi."

Zhou Yi's body shuddered as she looked up, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"For the sake of Fan Yu, and because you have... contributed to the academy in the past," Yan Shaozhe's voice was cold, "this is the last time. The academy will publicly announce a severe penalty: one major demerit."

He looked into her eyes, enunciating every word: "Listen well: you are to reflect for one full week! During this week, you are forbidden from contacting any students or leaving the designated area!"

"Your Freshman Class One will be temporarily handed over to Teacher Mu Jin. After a week, once you have reflected, submit a profound letter of self-criticism. We will then decide whether to restore your teaching position based on the circumstances. If there is a next time..."

"No matter who tries to protect you, I, Yan Shaozhe, will be the first to kick you out of Shrek! I will show no mercy!"

Zhou Yi's face turned ashen; her last shred of luck had vanished. She knew this was the most "lenient" treatment Yan Shaozhe could offer. Daring not to argue further, she lowered her head and squeezed two words through her teeth: "...Yes."

"Take her away." Yan Shaozhe waved his hand, as if the mere sight of her was becoming tiresome.

Du Weilun took the order and led the devastated Zhou Yi out of the Dean's office.

As the heavy wooden door closed, silence returned to the office. Yan Shaozhe stood alone by the window, gazing at the darkening sky and the lights flickering on across Shrek City, his expression heavy and contemplative.

"The Six-Winged Angel has reappeared... twelve years old, level twenty-eight, injuring a Soul Emperor while crossing ranks, possessing a domain..." he murmured, a complex light flickering in his eyes. "Such a monster is far from ordinary. It seems... it is time to convene a Sea God Pavilion meeting. The Pavilion Master and the elders must be informed of this."

Outer Court Dean's Office

No sooner had Du Weilun returned to his office than he found someone already waiting for him.

It was Mu Jin, who had rushed over upon receiving the news. Her face held a hint of urgency and anticipation.

"Outer Court Dean." Mu Jin rose to salute.

"Teacher Mu Jin, you've come at the right time." Du Weilun gestured for her to sit, rubbing his throbbing temples. "The Dean has decided that you will temporarily take over Zhou Yi's Freshman Class One. This class... is in a special situation. Having just gone through today's turmoil, the students' emotions may be unstable, and there is one particularly difficult student. If you feel the pressure is too great or have other arrangements, I can coordinate with other teachers..."

"No! Outer Court Dean, I can do it!" Mu Jin interrupted any potential hesitation or pleasantries from Du Weilun without a second thought. Her tone was firm, and her eyes shone with a passion for excellent students and teaching challenges that Du Weilun knew well. "Please rest assured, you and the Dean; I will certainly lead Freshman Class One well and will never let the academy down."

She had come specifically for Su Chen! Such a peerless genius—if that fool Zhou Yi didn't want him, she, Mu Jin, would be more than happy to take him! Never mind just one class; even if she were asked to lead three at once, she would do it, provided Su Chen was placed under her name!

Du Weilun watched the look of determination in Mu Jin's eyes and smiled inwardly. He knew exactly why she was so eager, but it suited his intentions perfectly.

Having Mu Jin, whose philosophy was more open-minded and focused on the holistic development of students, lead the class where Su Chen resided might better guide this distinct genius and settle some of the negative fallout caused by the Zhou Yi incident.

"Good." Du Weilun said no more, making the final decision. "Since Teacher Mu Jin is confident, you will be temporarily responsible for Freshman Class One starting tomorrow. I will arrange the relevant procedures and notifications as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your trust, Outer Court Dean!" A genuine, joyful smile bloomed on Mu Jin's face, a heavy burden lifting from her heart.

Dormitory 108, Evening

The sunset's afterglow filtered through the window, casting a final patch of warm orange light onto the dormitory floor.

Su Chen sat cross-legged on his bed alone. He was not cultivating, but quietly thinking.

Although the day's turmoil had temporarily subsided, Zhou Yi had been punished, and he had established his authority, he knew full well that this was far from over.

"Shrek Academy has a ten-thousand-year legacy; its roots are deep, and its internal relationships are tangled," Su Chen thought, his gaze calm as he whispered to himself. "Zhou Yi could be so arrogant only because Shrek turned a blind eye. Du Weilun appears fair, but he prioritizes the academy's interests and stability above all else. Today, I was able to force an apology from Zhou Yi partly because I was in the right, and partly because the value I displayed outweighed the 'trouble' Zhou Yi caused."

He shook his head slightly: "But these people are not truly law-abiding or righteous. Today I could make them back down based on my value, but if a greater conflict of interest arises in the future, or if they decide my 'trouble' outweighs my value, there is no guarantee they won't turn on me or use their power to bully others."

"The law of the jungle is the truth everywhere; it's just draped in the academy's robes to appear more civilized."

"To be safe, therefore..."

A flash of resolve crossed Su Chen's eyes. With a thought, a card radiating a warm, ancient aura with faint golden light flowing along its edges appeared in his palm.

It was the [Super Sect Card].

"It's been sitting there for a while; it's about time to use it." Su Chen looked at the card in his hand—a card capable of changing the landscape of the continent—and a faint curve touched his lips.

Without a moment's hesitation, he exerted a slight pressure with his five fingers—

"Crack."

A faint, crisp sound, like shattering glass.

The golden card turned into tiny, shimmering golden specks in his palm, which then, as if imbued with life, rapidly merged into his body and vanished.

[Ding! Host has used "Super Sect Card" (one-time consumable).]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the super faction--Holy Heaven Sect!]

[Holy Heaven Sect has been generated and is beginning to integrate into the history and landscape of the current Douluo Continent plane in a logical manner.]

[Special Note: The Holy Heaven Sect is absolutely loyal to the Host, viewing the Host as its sole leader and core of faith. The Host may check the sect's status, issue commands, and summon sect members at any time.]

The system's notification chime rang clearly in Su Chen's mind.

"Holy Heaven Sect?" Su Chen closed his eyes, carefully sensing the detailed information flooding into his mind regarding this newly emerged super sect.

A moment later, he slowly opened his eyes. A sharp glint flickered within his golden pupils, and the corners of his lips curled upward uncontrollably.

"What a magnificent... Holy Heaven Sect!"

According to the information provided by the system, the foundation and strength of this Holy Heaven Sect were far more formidable than he had imagined!

As a newly "generated" super sect, its overall strength was not inferior to any super power currently on the Douluo Continent; in fact, it might even surpass them!

The number of Titled Douluo-level powerhouses alone exceeded thirty! This was a figure capable of making any nation or faction tremble with fear!

Among these thirty-plus Titled Douluo, nearly ten had reached the level of ninety-five or higher, known as "Super Douluo"! This meant the Holy Heaven Sect possessed terrifying quality in its high-end combat power!

Such a force was enough to support all of Su Chen's future ambitions and provide him with the confidence he needed! Even when pitted against the deep-rooted Shrek Academy, he could stand his ground in a direct confrontation without falling behind!

"It's just a pity..." Su Chen sighed slightly, examining the deepest layers of the information, "Limit Douluo... there is only one."

This was perhaps the only flaw. After all, the Clear Sky Sect had Niu Tian (level 99), Shrek had Mu En (level 99) and Xuan Zi (level 98), the Body Sect had Du Busi (peak level 98), and the Holy Spirit Cult had Ye Xishui (level 99) and Long Xiaoyao (level 99). Having only one Limit Douluo made their top-tier strength seem slightly thin.

However, upon second thought, this was already a windfall from the heavens! One Limit Douluo, nearly ten Super Douluo, and over thirty ordinary Titled Douluo... such power was enough for him to accomplish so much and handle countless variables!

"The 'reasonable integration' the system mentioned..." Su Chen pondered, "Does it mean making the Holy Heaven Sect appear as if it were an ancient hidden sect that had always existed on the Douluo Continent?"

[Yes.] The system responded, [Reasonable integration means creating, out of thin air, an ancient force within the history and reality of the Douluo Continent that is logical, possesses a long heritage, and has a valid reason for its concealment. In the eyes of factions like Shrek Academy, the Clear Sky Sect, and the Body Sect, the Holy Heaven Sect will be an ancient, hidden sect that was previously unknown but truly existed, having chosen to reveal itself or select a successor for some reason, without raising fundamental doubts about its existence.]

Su Chen understood. This way, the sudden appearance of the Holy Heaven Sect would not seem too abrupt, avoiding the greatest logical bug of a "super sect falling from the sky." The powers on the continent would only think that an ancient sect, hidden deep away, had finally stepped into the light; while shocked, it would not be entirely unacceptable.

"This is for the best." Su Chen nodded in satisfaction.

He turned to look out the window and realized that, without him noticing, the sky had turned completely dark, and stars were beginning to twinkle in the firmament.

"Oh no, the time I agreed upon with Tang Ya!" Su Chen suddenly remembered the evening appointment. He quickly got up from the bed, smoothed out his slightly wrinkled school uniform, and greeted Wang Dong, who had just finished cultivating and was sitting on her bed in a daze:

"Wang Dong, I'm heading out."

Wang Dong had been thinking about the day's events and the way Tang Ya looked at Su Chen, feeling a bit flustered. Hearing this, she immediately looked up, her powder-blue eyes fixed on Su Chen: "Going out? It's so late, where are you going?"

"I have some business," Su Chen said vaguely, preparing to leave.

"Wait!" For some reason, that feeling of awkwardness welled up in Wang Dong again. She jumped off the bed, ran a few steps to stand in front of Su Chen, and tilted her small face upward, carrying a hint of expectation and persistence she hadn't even realized herself, "Su Chen... can you... take me with you? I'm so bored in the dormitory all by myself."

Su Chen paused, feeling a bit troubled: "This... wouldn't that be inconvenient? I've already made plans."

"It's that senior from this morning, right?" Wang Dong pouted, her tone sour, but she immediately switched to an "I'm very sensible" expression, "It's fine! I promise I won't disturb the two of you! I just... I just want to walk around Shrek City and get familiar with the environment!"

"I haven't really explored Shrek City yet! If you take me, I'll definitely be a quiet follower and won't interrupt at all! Really!"

She blinked those beautiful powder-blue eyes, trying hard to make a "I'm very well-behaved, take me to play" expression. She looked quite cute and... pitiful?

Su Chen looked at her, feeling a headache coming on. Take Wang Dong? Tang Ya had explicitly said "just the two of us," and judging by Tang Ya's demeanor and whispers during the day, it probably wasn't just about a meal. But if he didn't take Wang Dong... looking at her attitude, she might throw a tantrum, and if she got curious and followed him secretly, it would be even more troublesome.

In the end, faced with Wang Dong's silent threat of "if you don't take me, I'll follow you secretly" and his own inexplicable inability to refuse, he sighed and compromised:

"Alright, alright, I'll take you. But it's agreed: no talking out of turn, and no causing trouble."

"Yay! Mission accomplished!" Wang Dong immediately beamed, the previous bit of awkwardness instantly cast to the back of her mind, and she was as happy as a child.

The two left the Freshman Dormitory Building together and arrived at the meeting spot—the entrance of the building.

People were coming and going, with many students finishing their daily cultivation or classes. Su Chen and Wang Dong stood under a large tree to wait.

After an unknown amount of time, a slight commotion and low gasps of admiration rippled through the crowd.

Su Chen and Wang Dong looked in the direction of the sound and saw a purple figure, like an orchid blooming in the night, walking lightly toward them.

It was Tang Ya.

She had clearly dressed up with care. She was no longer in the practical combat gear from the day, but had changed into a light purple, knee-length dress. The hem of the skirt swayed gently with her steps, outlining her slender waist and the graceful curves that were just beginning to take shape.

A pair of straight, slender, and beautifully shaped calves were exposed, full of youthful vitality and resilience. Her soft, long hair draped over her shoulders, and her face was lightly made up, her lips a delicate, tender pink, looking even more feminine and charming than she had during the day.

This outfit immediately attracted countless gazes, both overt and covert, from the surrounding crowd, and many boys stared with wide, unblinking eyes.