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God Realm, Sea God Temple.

Azure divine light surged through the hall like the tide, every inch of space in this divine domain saturated with the majesty of law.

Yet at this moment, that tranquility was shattered by a surge of fury laced with the killing intent of Asura.

The enforcer of the God Realm, Sea God and Asura Tang San, stood with a face of frost, gripping the collar of another God King.

"Ji Dong! You had better explain this to me clearly!"

Tang San's voice was low.

"Why did Ji Jing appear on the Douluo Continent? And why is he by Xiao Qi's side!"

"When did he descend to the mortal realm? Why didn't he go to the Five Elements Continent? Why didn't you tell me!"

The one being held by the collar was none other than the God of Evil, Ji Dong.

Unlike Tang San's towering rage, a smile hung on Ji Dong's face. He patted Tang San's hand, which was tightly gripping his collar, signaling him to calm down.

"Now, now, Brother San, don't be so agitated."

Ji Dong broke free from Tang San's grip and straightened his divine robes.

"I'm just trying to arrange a marriage between our families, aren't I?"

"A marriage?"

Tang San let out a cold snort.

"Acting first and reporting later—is that your attitude toward forming an alliance?"

Ji Dong poured a cup of nectar for himself and one for Tang San, taking a slow, leisurely sip before speaking unhurriedly.

"Brother San, you can't put it that way."

"Besides, when Xiao Qi was little, you were the one who let her and Ji Jing interact so closely, calling him 'Brother Jing' all day long. Are you going to tell me you didn't have any other thoughts back then?"

Tang San was momentarily speechless.

He had indeed considered it.

Ji Jing, having inherited the strongest bloodlines of both God Kings Ji Dong and Lie Yan, possessed a talent unmatched by anyone in the entire God Realm.

If he could be united with his daughter, it would be the optimal choice, whether viewed from the perspective of bloodline inheritance or the future landscape of the God Realm.

However...

"That's different!"

Tang San argued forcefully.

"I never thought of using my daughter's happiness as a bargaining chip!"

"Then I don't know about you."

Ji Dong's gaze turned serious. He set down his wine cup and looked Tang San straight in the eyes.

"But I truly wouldn't. That is why I let Ji Jing go down there himself. Let the children resolve their own affairs."

He shifted the tone of his voice, his words carrying a deeper meaning.

"I know you are anxious right now. The plane power of the Douluo Continent is waning, so you want to scheme for its destiny, control that Child of Destiny, and firmly grasp the future trajectory in your own hands to pave the way for your grand plan."

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, and the divine power surrounding him became extremely unstable.

This was his greatest secret!

Ji Dong waved his hand, signaling him not to be nervous.

"Rest assured, I won't tip off Destruction. How you cultivate or utilize that chosen Child of Destiny is none of my business, and I won't interfere."

"However..."

Ji Dong smiled.

"As for Xiao Qi and my son, just let go. Let the youngsters develop their own path."

"After all, when it comes to matters of the heart, external interference is useless. You know that better than I do, right?"

"You and Xiao Wu endured so many hardships before finally ending up together. As for these two children, I think they look quite good together."

"If they can end up together, let's not meddle. If they don't, I won't interfere either."

Tang San fell silent. He looked at Ji Dong's candid expression, and the anger and wariness in his heart gradually subsided.

It was true. Ever since Ji Jing was born, he had witnessed with his own eyes how Ji Dong and Lie Yan treated that child as a treasure, pouring all their love and heart into him.

That pure, selfless parental love, devoid of any calculation, had deeply moved him.

It was precisely because he had seen them that he had ultimately abandoned the idea of incorporating his own child into his plans, giving Tang Wutong the freedom to choose for herself.

He let out a long sigh, and the tense atmosphere within the temple dissipated.

"Aren't you afraid... that Xiao Qi might not choose your son in the end?"

Tang San rubbed his temples, his tone tinged with a hint of exhaustion.

"That would be her choice, and it would mean Ji Jing simply lacked the ability."

Ji Dong smiled with carefree ease.

"I only hope that, regardless of the outcome, my son can have a youth without regrets."

Tang San was thoroughly convinced.

He sat back down on his throne and waved his hand.

"Fine, do as you wish. Just don't make a complete mess of my entire plan."

"Rest assured."

Ji Dong raised his wine glass in a distant toast to him.

"Ji Jing is, after all, of the bloodline of the Five Elements Continent; everything on the Douluo Continent is not something he would consider."

Having said that, he downed the nectar in his cup, his figure dissolving into specks of red light as he vanished from the Sea God temple.

Tang San sat alone in the vast, empty temple, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless space and time, landing upon the continent that had given birth to and raised him.

After a long while, he let out a complex whisper:

"Xiao Qi... I hope you can make a choice that brings you happiness."

The next morning, Ji Jing and Wang Dong arrived in the classroom together.

The class they were in was Class One, which was Zhou Yi's class.

In truth, Ji Jing did not care whose class it was; even if Zhou Yi was someone who frequently acted out, it would not affect him.

Not to mention that Zhou Yi had connections to the Soul Tool department, which, for Ji Jing who had an interest in researching soul tools, could be considered an observable benefit.

As for black marks like arbitrarily expelling students, Ji Jing did not care.

Zhou Yi was certainly at fault, but the right to speak on the Douluo Continent ultimately depended on whose fist was bigger.

If a group of Spirit Masters and Soul Grand Masters dared to cut corners when faced with the orders of a Soul Emperor, they could only blame their own bad luck if they were expelled.

At Shrek, things like school rules were all very vague.

The fact that Zhou Yi could do these things for so long without being dealt with showed that the academy approved of this approach.

After all, the Outer Court was not the core of Shrek; everyone in the Outer Court, except for the core disciples, was not considered one of their own.

Ji Jing and Wang Dong sat together, quickly attracting the attention of the girls in the class.

Wang Dong's cross-dressing appearance was very handsome, the type that was a girl-killer, holding a huge attraction for ordinary young girls of this age.

Ji Jing was different; his face was handsome with a touch of fortitude, and the arms exposed by his rolled-up sleeves displayed his astonishing muscle definition.

The girls who liked this type had their eyes practically glued to Ji Jing.

Even the male students were filled with envy at Ji Jing's masculine appearance.

Some even swallowed their saliva while looking at Ji Jing's muscles.

Ji Jing noticed the male student's behavior and immediately shivered.

Damn, how are there gays in this Shrek Academy?

He looks like a total bottom, otherwise why wouldn't he focus his attention on Wang Dong? Clearly, the guy next to him looks more likely to have a penchant for the dragon-yang!

Ji Jing lowered his sleeves without a sound, his expression strange.

As a second-generation god, twelve years after his birth, he felt fear for the first time...