Shrek Wanted to Grind the Spirit Pagoda Beneath Its Heel!

The meeting room door was pushed open again.

This time, no one rushed forward, and no one spoke.

Because those who come in don't need these formalities.

Leng Yaozhu wore a dark long dress, her long hair tied up, revealing her slender neck and delicate profile.

His eyes swept over everyone in the conference hall, his expression indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger.

She followed half a step behind Mu Ye, his burly figure completely blocking the doorway, and his usually casual eyes now held a hint of seriousness.

Everyone in the conference room stood up at the same time.

The consul strode forward from the chair next to the head of the table and bowed slightly.

The smile on his face was even more enthusiastic than when he first saw Bai Yuan.

"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Phoenix! You've finally arrived! It's an honor to have you grace our humble abode with your presence!"

"And Mu Ye Master Muye, it is also an honor for our Skysea Alliance!"

The people behind him echoed his sentiments.

Leng Yaozhu didn't look at them, and walked straight to the head of the table, her dress trailing lightly behind her.

Mu Ye followed behind her, his muscular figure like a mobile fortress, keeping those who wanted to push forward outside.

Leng Yaozhu sat down in the main seat and lightly tapped her slender fingers on the table.

His gaze swept over the people still standing in the conference hall; his voice was soft, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Sit down, there's no need for such flattery."

The governor's smile remained unchanged. Leng Yaozhu again and returned to his seat.

The others also took their seats, and the meeting room quieted down.

The previously lively atmosphere instantly cooled down after Leng Yaozhu's words, but no one dared to show any dissatisfaction.

Mu Ye sat down next to Leng Yaozhu seat at Shrek Academy, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The Shrek team hasn't arrived yet; they're putting on quite a show.

Bai Yuan sat quietly in his seat at the Spirit Pagoda, watching Leng Yaozhu the situation with just a few words, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The teacher's presence is truly impressive.

The meeting room door was still open, Shrek's seat was empty, and the people from the Skysea Alliance kept glancing towards the door.

She then looked at Leng Yaozhu, a hint of embarrassment on her face.

The governor cleared his throat, about to speak, when Leng Yaozhu raised her hand to interrupt him.

"Let's talk about it once everyone's here."

The conference room fell silent again.

Bai Yuan leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his gaze lingering on the governor's face for a moment.

The governor wanted the meeting to start as soon as possible, but he dared not offend Leng Yaozhu.

The meeting room door was pushed open again.

There were quite a few people coming in this time.

The woman in the lead had an unsettlingly sharp glint in her eyes.

She wore a well-tailored dark green dress, the Shrek Academy crest gleaming at the neckline.

Several young people followed behind him, including some of the men he had met in front of the restaurant the night before.

Cai Yue'er, Dean of the Shrek Outer Court.

A level 97 Super Douluo, with the Martial Soul Silver Moon, Sea God Pavilion Elder at the Shrek Academy.

But compared to Leng Yaozhu, she was worlds apart.

After all, the gap between him and the Limit Douluo cannot be bridged by a title.

Moreover, the person behind her was revered as the true Sea God Shrek City.

But since this person is unlikely to show his face in Skysea City, he has even less of a deterrent effect.

Cai Yue'er's gaze swept across the conference hall, lingering for a moment on Leng Yaozhu in the main seat, before casually shifting away and expressionlessly leading her to Shrek's seats.

She knew she should be sitting in the head seat in this conference room, but she didn't want to exchange pleasantries with Leng Yaozhu.

Their relationship wasn't that good yet.

In the conference room, the members of the Skysea Alliance exchanged glances.

Some people stood up and bowed slightly, some nodded in acknowledgment, and some simply glanced at her before looking away.

We still need to maintain proper etiquette; it wouldn't be right to neglect Shrek.

However, one shouldn't be too enthusiastic. Leng Yaozhu is still sitting in the main seat, and being overly enthusiastic could easily offend people.

Cai Yue'er sat down in the chair next to the main seat and nodded slightly to Leng Yaozhu.

Leng Yaozhu looked at her, a tiny smile curving her lips in return.

There were no excessive formalities, no superficial warmth, but there was no coldness either.

Bai Yuan sat in his seat at the Spirit Pagoda and watched the whole scene unfold.

The fact that Shrek's people didn't even show their teacher any respect on the Heavenly Sea Grand Competition's own turf shows just how bad the relationship between the two schools is.

After all, that crazy woman behind her really slapped the Spirit Pagoda in the face back then!

After Cai Yue'er sat down, the atmosphere in the conference room subtly changed.

The members of the Skysea Alliance stopped looking around, and the members of Shrek stopped talking.

With both powerful figures present, who would dare to act recklessly?

Cai Yue'er looked at the desktop in front of her.

She knew every layer of Leng Yaozhu's identity, and she also knew that she was no match for her.

But she represents Shrek Academy.

The premier academy on the mainland, with a history spanning millennia, its graduates are found all over the world.

She can lose to Leng Yaozhu, but Shrek cannot lose to the Spirit Pagoda.

Cai Yue'er took a deep breath and suppressed her chaotic thoughts.

She looked forward to how the young geniuses she brought would teach the opposing team a lesson at the Heavenly Sea Grand Competition.

Leng Yaozhu withdrew her gaze from Cai Yue'er and lightly tapped her slender fingers on the table.

The whispers in the conference hall ceased, and representatives from the Skysea Alliance, the Spirit Pagoda, Shrek, and the Body Sect all turned to look at the head of the table.

"Everyone's here, let's begin."

The consul cleared his throat and stood up from his seat.

They glanced at Leng Yaozhu and Cai Yue'er.

He opened the folder in front of him and began to read out the schedule for the Heavenly Sea Grand Competition.

Bai Yuan leaned back in his chair, his gaze shifting back and forth between Leng Yaozhu and Cai Yue'er.

The exchange between these two was more fascinating than any words could have been.

Gu Yuena sat quietly beside him, her purple eyes lowered, showing no interest in the undercurrents in the conference room.

The process, format, and rules of the Heavenly Sea Grand Competition were not important to her.

After all, she wouldn't deign to speak up in such a trivial matter. If it were Yun Ming and Qian Gu Dieting below, she might be able to make a statement!

The sea breeze Skysea City seeped through the window cracks, making the atmosphere in the conference hall even colder.

After the consul finished reading the procedure, fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.

He glanced at Leng Yaozhu, then at Cai Yue'er.

The two great figures listened expressionlessly, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

He inwardly groaned.

My goodness, why aren't you two saying anything!

He had scrutinized this process for several days and believed he had covered all the necessary details.

But Leng Yaozhu didn't speak, and neither did Cai Yue'er, leaving him with a heavy feeling of unease.

"That..."

The consul cleared his throat and spoke cautiously.

"Is there anything else to add, Your Majesties?"

Leng Yaozhu picked up her teacup and took a sip.

"No objections."

Cai Yue'er leaned back in her chair, tapped her fingers lightly on the table twice, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

"Shrek can help the Skysea Alliance expand the influence of this competition even further."

Bai Yuan's brow twitched slightly.

Oh?

What trick is that old man plotting now?

Cai Yue'er's voice was calm and composed, carrying a firm conviction that "I'm doing this for your own good."

"For the sake of the entire continent, spread the word about the battle between Shrek and the Spirit Pagoda, so that all young Soul Master can see it and learn from it."

She paused, then a perfectly sized smile curved her lips.

"This can be considered a small contribution that Shrek has made to the mainland."

Bai Yuan rolled his eyes inwardly as he listened to her impassioned speech about "the mainland" and "allowing young Soul Master to learn."

How righteous and noble she sounds! People who don't know the situation might think she's doing charity work.

What's the reality?

Make the match between Shrek and the Spirit Pagoda public, so that the whole continent can see how Shrek can climb to the top by stepping on the Spirit Pagoda's face.

If the Spirit Pagoda loses, it will be the Leng Family that loses face, and the prestige that the Spirit Pagoda has built up over ten thousand years that will be lost.

Shrek won, and they won not only the game, but also the high ground in mainland public opinion.

That old man, he's really got a sharp mind.

Leng Yaozhu looked at Cai Yue'er calmly.

She didn't answer immediately, and the air in the conference room froze for a few seconds.

Cai Yue'er looked back at her, the smile on her lips remaining unchanged.

"Can."

Leng Yaozhu's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Cai Yue'er's smile deepened.

"Alright, it's settled then."

Leng Yaozhu's lips curled into a tiny, fleeting smile.

Cai Yue'er was also smiling; their smiles met across the long table.

The members of the Skysea Alliance in the conference hall looked at each other in bewilderment, while the governor wiped the sweat from his brow.

They quickly added the "public announcement of the competition" clause to the process.

Bai Yuan withdrew his gaze and leaned back in his chair. Gu Yuena sat quietly beside him, not glancing at Cai Yue'er once from beginning to end.

A Ruheng sat in his seat at the Body Sect and scratched his head.

He doesn't care whether it's public or not; he just knows he has to go on stage and fight when the time comes.

The meeting is still ongoing.

The consul finished reading the last procedure and let out a long sigh of relief.

The Heavenly Sea Grand Competition is getting closer and closer.

But something just doesn't feel right.