Douluo: Sword of Shura, Scythe of Rakshasa, I Am the Benevolent God King
Chapter 19

The Hundred Thousand Year Silver Moon Wolf King Soul Bone

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As the words fell, the air seemed to freeze in that very moment.

The scene fell into instant silence, save for the crackling of the campfire and the heavy, labored wheezing of Xuan Zi as he was pinned to the ground.

The members of Shrek Academy stood frozen in place, eyes wide and mouths agape, their expressions shifting slowly from fury and humiliation to a state of blank bewilderment.

"No... impossible!"

"Senior, have you made a mistake? How could we at Shrek Academy possibly be the 'number one under heaven' only by picking up the scraps?"

"That's right! Our predecessors at Shrek Academy shed their blood and sacrificed their lives; how could we be considered people who occupy positions without doing the work?"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! This is slander! It is the greatest slander against our Shrek Academy!"

A young disciple's face flushed crimson, the veins on his neck bulging with agitation as he couldn't help but try to retort.

"Shut up."

Zhang Lexuan turned back coldly and glared at him fiercely.

She understood all too well.

This senior had crushed Xuan Zi with a casual strike; an existence with such strength had no need to fabricate lies to deceive them.

It was simply that these words were enough to completely overturn their worldview.

"Shedding blood and sacrificing lives?"

Bibi Dong sounded as if she had heard the greatest joke in the world, the pressure from her foot increasing, causing Xuan Zi's bones to creak:

"I fear your Shrek Academy history books only record how you recruit monster geniuses and how you defeat other academies, don't they?"

In the ten thousand years she had spent in the God Realm, she had witnessed with her own eyes how Martial Soul Hall had fallen from the continent's premier power to the second-rate force it was today.

"Have you ever written about the hell on earth that occurred four thousand years ago when the Sun Moon Continent collided and the Sun Moon Empire invaded?"

"Have you ever written about who stood at the front to block those madmen? Who sacrificed countless elites to buy the comfort you enjoy today?"

"It was Martial Soul Hall that took the initiative to face the enemy! It was Martial Soul Hall where every household hung white mourning silk; it was Martial Soul Hall that lost a Pope, dozens of elders, and countless commoner spirit master disciples to trade for your current peace!"

"And what of you Three Douluo Kingdoms? Not only did you not help, but afterward, you forced Martial Soul Hall to shut down its branches across the continent!"

"Even today, Martial Soul Hall is still suffering from the aftermath of that vitality-draining blow!"

How cruel was that battle, exactly?

The three kingdoms of the continent fished in troubled waters, while Shrek Academy watched with cold indifference.

Martial Soul Hall could have been like them, sitting high in their towers, watching the world change.

But it could not!

Because behind Martial Soul Hall were millions upon millions of commoners; it could not retreat!

It had to fight alone, facing the entire Sun Moon Continent single-handedly.

There were no reinforcements, no supplies, and not even a single faction to support them.

By the later stages of the war, the situation had reached the point where even youths who had just become one-ring spirit masters were forced onto the battlefield.

The three great legacy clans of Martial Soul Hall were wiped out to the last man!

The Sky Crocodile Clan, the Azure Luan Clan, and the Lion Clan.

Even the Pope at the time, Qian Yufeng, died a tragic death during a rearguard action.

Although they barely managed to repel the Sun Moon Empire in the end, Martial Soul Hall not only completely severed the last trace of the God-Bestowed Six-Winged Angel bloodline that Qian Renxue had left behind before ascending.

The pillars of their strength also vanished along with them.

Ever since then, Martial Soul Hall had fallen into the ranks of second-rate powers.

Coupled with the sanctions from all the major factions, Martial Soul Hall had not recruited on a large scale since, and its influence had been restricted to the area surrounding Martial Soul City.

"You enjoy the peace built upon the bones of Martial Soul Hall, yet you point fingers and call Martial Soul Hall the villain?"

"How laughable! Truly, utterly laughable!"

Pinned under her foot, Xuan Zi's aged face turned purple-red, half from humiliation and half from oxygen deprivation.

He wanted to retort, to roar, to tell her it wasn't like that.

However, as he scoured his memory for the Shrek Academy archives, he discovered... the records regarding that great war four thousand years ago were, in truth, pitifully sparse.

The history of Shrek Academy truly focused more on praising the glory within the academy, while the war that swept the entire continent was merely glossed over, as if it were nothing more than a backdrop.

"Se... Senior..."

Xuan Zi spoke with great difficulty, his voice hoarse: "Even... even if what you say is true, that does not mean we at Shrek are wrong. We... we are also cultivating talent for the continent."

"Cultivating talent?"

Bibi Dong sneered, lifting her foot and tossing him aside as if he were trash: "Cultivating talent? Cultivating 'talents' like you, guardians who lead their students to their deaths?"

She turned around and looked at the pale-faced disciples.

"From today on, you had best put away that inexplicable sense of superiority."

"On this continent, in my eyes, you Shrek lot don't even amount to a fart."

Having said that, she ignored the crowd, turned around, and walked back to Chen Doudou, gently picking up the sleeping little fellow with a tenderness that made her seem like a completely different person.

"This... how is this possible?"

In the camp, only the Shrek group remained, staring at each other in dismay.

The sun set, and the wind in the forest grew chilly.

Everyone stood there blankly, Bibi Dong's words echoing in their minds over and over again.

"Martial Soul Hall wanted to unite the major powers... to resist together... but were refused?"

"No, that's not right, history clearly wasn't like that..."

They wanted to refute it, but they discovered that the sturdy tower of faith deep within their hearts had been blasted with a massive hole.

If what Bibi Dong said was true...

If the Three Douluo Kingdoms and Shrek were truly built upon such a foundation...

Then what did they, who fought for the honor of the academy, amount to?

Ma Xiaotao looked at Zhang Lexuan in confusion, her voice hoarse: "Senior Sister, what... exactly are we persisting for?"

Since birth, she had been taught that Martial Soul Hall was evil, ambitiously attempting to recruit all the soul masters in the world.

But now you're telling her?

That Martial Soul Hall was actually the savior that rescued the common people of the continent?

"..."

Zhang Lexuan did not answer.

Because even she herself no longer knew the answer.

Xuan Zi sat dejectedly on a rock, watching the few pheasants still chirping on the ground, and suddenly tears of an old man streamed down his face.

He had always believed that what he was guarding was the peace of the continent, the backbone of the righteous path.

But today, his backbone had been snapped!

And the person who snapped his backbone told him!

Everything you guarded is fake!

All your glory is fake!

This was more painful than killing him.

The entire camp was suddenly plunged into a collapse of faith more terrifying than death.

Night fell.

Chen Doudou finally woke up. Seeing the person before him, he was stunned for a moment, then his face filled with joy: "Sister Dong, why are you here?"

Bibi Dong was lowering her head to peel a fruit. Hearing this, she smiled gently and poked him playfully: "Stinky Doudou, don't you miss your sister?"

"I do, of course I do!"

Chen Doudou chuckled, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and sat up: "I just didn't expect the guardian sent by Dad to be Sister Dong. I thought it would be some fierce-looking uncle."

"What, does your sister look fierce?"

Bibi Dong feigned anger and handed him the peeled fruit.

"Not fierce at all, Sister Dong is the most beautiful!"

Chen Doudou took the fruit and took a bite, the sweet juice filling his mouth.

"Alright, since you're awake, go eat something."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong led Chen Doudou toward the Shrek campfire.

While eating, Chen Doudou keenly noticed why it was so quiet tonight.

Not a single person was talking; everyone was silently gnawing on the dry rations and meat skewers in their hands.

Even the usually talkative Ma Xiaotao remained silent.

He tried to find a topic to break the eerie silence: "By the way, Sister Lexuan, what happened to that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?"

"It's still there, hanging on by a breath."

Zhang Lexuan's face was pale as she pointed to the dying Silver Moon Wolf King in the distance.

Chen Doudou saw the terrifying, piercing wound at a glance, turned his head, and whispered: "Sister Dong, this wasn't your doing, was it?"

"Mm."

"It feels like it's about to die. If it isn't absorbed soon, it seems like a bit of a waste."

Bibi Dong thought about it and decided he was right, so she looked at Zhang Lexuan: "Hey!"

"Go ahead and absorb the spirit ring, but remember to leave the spirit bone behind."

Zhang Lexuan, who had been called upon, was completely bewildered, but once she heard the follow-up, she was left utterly stunned.

Why give her this hundred-thousand-year spirit ring?

She didn't have time to overthink it and hurriedly tried to decline: "Senior, you hunted this yourself; how could I possibly accept it?"

Bibi Dong stopped her with a word: "Enough, stop with the back-and-forth. Do you think I love you? It's mainly because any spirit beast struck by my Eternal Wound cannot survive."

"You can be considered a breath of fresh air in Shrek, and I just happen to find you agreeable. Otherwise, I wouldn't care if this spirit ring rotted away."

Zhang Lexuan said gratefully: "Yes, thank you, Senior!"

"Don't thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank Chen Doudou."

Bibi Dong extended a finger and pointed at Chen Doudou beside her:

"Remember this: you owe Chen Doudou a massive favor! And this favor must be repaid!"

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