New Attire: Silver Dragon · Shadow Breaking Ripple Shackles

On the first day of the official semester, the morning sun gilded Shrek Academy with a golden edge. In front of the first-year teaching building, one figure stood out with striking prominence.

Long Jinyu was not wearing his JK uniform today; instead, he had changed into a set of ancient Eastern-style martial attire that Ma Xiaotao had just bought for him.

The fabric was cloud brocade with a dark silver luster, its patterns resembling hidden, swimming dragons, while the collar and cuffs were trimmed in black, making his jade-white skin appear even more luminous.

His long, silver-white hair, usually worn loose, was tied high into a ponytail with a matching ribbon, revealing a clean, sharp jawline and a slender neck.

He possessed a little less of that lazy, soft "sweetness";

And a little more of that heroic, dashing "spirit."

His brows were vibrant and spirited, carrying an imposing, awe-inspiring air that commanded respect without him even needing to speak.

Ma Xiaotao walked him to the door of Class One, her gaze unable to resist sweeping over him a few more times. Recalling yesterday's "accident"... she felt her nose grow warm and coughed awkwardly, forcing a topic to cover her tracks: "Kid, I'm still curious—why did you choose Class One? That homeroom teacher is a notorious devil in the Outer Court; she doesn't show mercy to anyone when she's lecturing students."

Long Jinyu's lips curled into a playful smile, a flash of cunning dancing in his heterochromatic eyes: "Heehee, Senior Sister, I won't lie to you—I came specifically for that 'old witch'."

His tone was light, but his words carried an edge. "Since some teachers don't know how to speak properly and don't treat students like human beings, I don't mind spending a little effort to help her 'rectify' her teaching attitude."

Upon hearing this, Ma Xiaotao was stunned for a moment before a look of satisfaction appeared on her face: "Ha? So that's it! I don't like her style either. Make sure you 'teach' her a good lesson, okay~"

She paused, then asked, "Are you sure you don't need me to accompany you to class? After all, this was arranged by the teachers and Mu En."

Long Jinyu turned his head, his tone filled with perfectly measured teasing as he laughed: "No need. With a 'peerless beauty' like you accompanying me, how would I have the heart to listen to the lecture? I've already spoken to Mu En; you should just go back and cultivate in peace."

Let Ma Xiaotao sit in on my class? Those two old foxes really thought of everything! Doesn't Sister Xiaotao have a reputation to maintain? What would others think?

Ma Xiaotao's ears turned hot from his blunt praise. She tossed her fiery red hair as if to cover it up and huffed, feigning composure: "Hmph... you sure have a sweet tongue! Fine, I'm going! Just... go easy on her, don't beat that teacher to death."

Long Jinyu blinked, looking entirely innocent: "Senior Sister, how can you say that? I'm no violent maniac~ Besides, I'm just a 'frail' auditor; how could I be that powerful~"

Ma Xiaotao rolled her eyes at him: "You're being modest now? You could... suppress... me with a flick of your wrist; your strength is at least that of a Spirit Saint! You might even be able to trade blows with Zhang Lexuan. Bullying a Spirit Emperor teacher is child's play for you, isn't it?"

"Oh, right, Zhang Lexuan!"

Long Jinyu's eyes lit up, and he seized the opportunity.

"If you have time, you must introduce me! I've long heard of the virtuous reputation of Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan, and I've been wanting to pay her a visit!"

Hearing his interest in Zhang Lexuan, a hint of sourness flickered in Ma Xiaotao's heart, and her tone cooled slightly: "Oh, sure, we'll see when the time comes..."

With that, she waved her hand and turned to leave.

Long Jinyu waved back with a smile, and only after that red figure vanished did he turn to push open the door to Class One.

The noise in the classroom died down the moment he entered, and nearly every gaze converged on him. A buzzing sound of whispers erupted.

"Wow! Who is that? A new student? Or... a senior?"

"So good-looking! Is that a boy or a girl?"

"This aura... it's incredible! Like a senior from the Inner Court! That silver ponytail is so cool!"

"It has to be a senior sister! No boy could look that pretty!"

Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao also noticed the commotion at the door, and after exchanging a glance, they walked over together.

Huo Yuhao's face was filled with surprise and respect: "Senior Sister Long! Why are you here? Are you the one teaching us? No wonder you said we'd meet again in two days."

Wang Dong's eyes shone even brighter, and he didn't hold back his praise: "Senior Sister Long! Your outfit today is... absolutely stunning!"

Long Jinyu looked at the two of them, feeling quite gratified. He remembered that in the original story, their relationship was still a bit rocky at this point, yet here they were acting in sync? It seemed his appearance that day was like a little butterfly, flapping its wings to create a ripple.

"Haha, hello there, classmate Yuhao, classmate Wang Dong." He corrected them with a smile, "I'm not a teacher. I'm just here to audit today and get a feel for the atmosphere of the new students."

"Auditing? Senior Sister Long?!"

The surrounding discussion grew even louder.

"I told you it was a senior sister! A senior sister here to audit!"

"We really hit the jackpot being assigned to Class One! We get to attend class with such a dashing senior!"

"Shrek lives up to its name! We even get the perk of a beautiful senior sitting in!"

Just then, the bell for class rang out crisply.

Long Jinyu raised his voice slightly, his tone gentle yet carrying an inherent power that made people want to listen:

"Alright, everyone, quiet down. Let's find our seats. It's the first day of school; let's leave a good impression on the teacher."

"Yes! Senior Sister!"

The students replied in unison, surprisingly obedient, and the classroom quickly fell silent.

Long Jinyu walked to an empty seat in the back and sat down, his gaze sweeping over these young, expectant faces as he shook his head inwardly:

Such a group of vibrant, well-behaved, and hardworking children—how did they become 'trash' in the mouth of that 'old hag'? It's truly a shame for them.

They finally got into their dream academy, full of anticipation, only to be berated as trash in their very first lesson? Who could take that?

If she actually had the skills of Electrolux or Mu En, that would be one thing, but she's just a 'Yu Xiaogang Pro Max' whose theory outweighs her combat experience and whose teaching methods are extremely radical. Where does she get the face to call students trash?

For someone like that, the anime even gave her so much screen time, crowding out the brilliance of Zhang Lexuan and Wang Yan. It's just...

Not long after, the classroom door was pushed open with a "bang."

A stern-looking female teacher walked in, clutching a stack of lesson plans.

She looked to be about fifty years old, of medium build, wearing a grey teacher's uniform. Her expression was gloomy, her gaze as sharp as a knife, and the corners of her mouth drooped naturally, carrying a mean-spirited air that made everything she looked at seem displeasing.

She was none other than Zhou Yi.

Upon entering the classroom, she habitually intended to suppress this group of freshmen with her aura, but she was unexpectedly surprised to find the classroom unusually quiet, with the students all sitting bolt upright.

She was slightly taken aback, and as her gaze swept across the room, it was immediately drawn to the silver-haired, ponytail-wearing figure in the back row with an extraordinary temperament, causing her to freeze for a moment.

She immediately recalled the words Director Du Weilun had emphasized during the emergency meeting yesterday:

A personal disciple of an elder from the Sea God Pavilion would be randomly selecting a freshman class to audit for a week, and all freshman homeroom teachers were instructed to be mindful.

They were a "big shot who possessed both beauty and wisdom, temperament and elegance," and everyone was required to demonstrate the excellent style of a Shrek teacher and must not offend them under any circumstances.

Especially—"certain teachers with rough styles." When saying this, Du Weilun's gaze had clearly lingered on her for a few extra seconds.

Zhou Yi snorted coldly in her heart:

Hmph, it seems it must be this little girl.

She certainly is an eyesore. A personal disciple of an elder? Coming to audit a freshman class? Who is she trying to fool!

She's likely just a nepotistic vase shoved in here to get some credentials!

Perfect. I'll use you today to establish my authority and let everyone know that in my class, regardless of background, if you're a dragon, you coil; if you're a tiger, you crouch!

She kept a straight face, walked to the center of the podium, slammed her lesson plan down heavily, and said in a cold, hard voice: "My name is Zhou Yi, and I am your homeroom teacher."

Immediately following this, she revealed her true colors, casting out that classic opening thunderbolt with a critical air as if she were inspecting trash: "Remember this! In my class, no trash will ever pass the assessment! I am here to cultivate monsters, not idiots!"

The classroom erupted in an instant! The freshmen's faces were filled with astonishment, humiliation, and anger, and they began whispering to one another, expressing their dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, a cold glint flashed in the depths of Long Jinyu's eyes. His fingertips curled slightly as he forcibly suppressed the urge to go up and slap her twice. Wait a little longer... he told himself, wait for that even more classic line...

Zhou Yi was very satisfied with the commotion below; this was the effect she wanted. She continued her intimidation tactic: "In the few days since registration, anyone who has been in a fight, stand up!"

The freshmen were even more confused and dissatisfied. Who would fight for no reason right after enrolling? Even if they had, who would admit it?

Upon hearing this, the corners of Long Jinyu's mouth curled into an icy arc.

He stood up directly, but instead of standing, he lightly leaped and sat sideways on the desk. One long leg was propped up casually while the other swung gently, his posture lazy and provocative; he didn't even look at Zhou Yi properly.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong exchanged a glance and also stood up firmly.

Zhou Yi's gaze swept over the three of them, lingering especially on Long Jinyu's arrogant sitting posture: This nepotistic hire actually has a bit of backbone?

She deliberately used a tone that carried a hint of "appreciation" but was actually even more insulting: "Oh? Only three? What a bunch of trash! Don't you know that those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre?!"

"Except for those three, everyone else, go and run around Shrek Plaza..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Long Jinyu began to act!

He felt a fire rush straight to the top of his head as memories from Blue Star surged up—

Those classmates who had been suppressed and humiliated by unscrupulous teachers, those news stories about students who became depressed or even took their own lives because of it...

He would absolutely not allow such a tragedy to repeat itself at Shrek!