Douluo: Twin Blue Silver Grass, Godhood at a Hundred
Chapter 35

Shrek Covets Blue Silver Academy! Xu Qing's Birthday Banquet!

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Flender lowered his voice, unable to hide the excitement in his tone.

"Once the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's experts beat Blue Silver Academy into a complete mess."

"Shrek can charge in under the banner of helping them."

"And take over that academy's foundation while the chaos lasts!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up as he listened from the side.

He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with the back of his chubby hand.

A lecherous grin spread across his face.

"Dean, that's a great idea!"

"When the time comes, that place will be our private garden!"

"I heard there are plenty of top-notch female students in Blue Silver Academy."

"That Shui Bing'er is especially gorgeous, with an incredible figure too."

Ma Hongjun stroked his chin, already indulging in wild fantasies.

"Once we take over the academy."

"Those beautiful students will have no one to rely on. Won't they have to obediently listen to us?"

"My Evil Fire will finally have somewhere to vent itself!"

Dai Mubai patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder.

"Fatty, wipe your drool."

"But Blue Silver Academy really does need to be taught a lesson."

"They dared to look down on Monster Academy, so they must pay a bloody price."

The group gathered around the campfire.

The more they talked, the more excited they became.

They wildly fantasized about taking control of Blue Silver Academy, dividing its resources, and forcibly claiming its female students.

That mysterious academy had already become something in their grasp.

At the same time.

At Blue Silver Academy outside Heaven Dou City.

The scene there was entirely different.

The morning sunlight filtered through the lush branches and leaves, spilling across roads paved with white jade.

The entire academy was shrouded in a dense azure aura of life, so thick it was visible to the naked eye.

Blue Silver Grass swayed in the wind everywhere across the campus.

Crystalline golden patterns glimmered across their leaves.

Nourished by abundant vitality, these ordinary plants radiated an exceptionally joyous emotion.

Within a tranquil courtyard on the back mountain.

Xu Qing reclined in a rattan chair woven from purple bamboo.

His eyes were slightly closed as he enjoyed the breeze.

Gu Yue Na wore a flowing silver dress, her figure graceful and alluring.

She lightly walked behind Xu Qing and extended her slender, fair fingers.

Gently massaging his temples on both sides.

Xu Qing raised a hand and naturally took hold of her delicate wrist.

With a light tug, he pulled her into his embrace.

"Has everything for the birthday banquet been arranged?"

Gu Yue Na nestled against his broad chest.

Her exquisite face was filled with tender affection.

"Rest assured, Husband."

"Everything is being prepared step by step. Nothing will go wrong."

"The vitality around the academy has grown even more vigorous these past few days."

"Even the Blue Silver Grass on the outskirts has undergone considerable transformation and developed spiritual intelligence."

Xu Qing gently played with her silver hair.

Feeling the soft warmth in his arms.

The atmosphere was steeped in boundless intimacy and peace.

At the training grounds in front of the academy.

Ye Lingling had just completed a full circulation of her Soul Power.

She slowly opened her eyes and softly exhaled a breath of stale air.

Lowering her head to look at her hands, surprise filled her lovely face.

"My cultivation speed these past few days has actually become more than three times faster than before."

"Even my Nine-Heart Begonia martial soul is cheering within my body."

"It shows signs of breaking through its bottleneck at any moment."

Shui Bing'er withdrew the ice-blue Soul Power swirling around her.

Tiny stars of admiration lit up in her beautiful eyes.

She gazed intensely toward the back mountain.

"Is there even a need to guess the reason?"

"Master must have achieved another breakthrough!"

"Master is amazing."

Shui Bing'er clasped her hands before her chest, her face full of anticipation.

"Master always taught us to conceal our talents and keep a low profile."

"But at this hundredth birthday banquet, he is finally no longer deliberately hiding his strength."

"He is finally going to show the world the foundation of Blue Silver Academy."

Ye Lingling nodded in agreement.

A strange brilliance flashed repeatedly in her eyes.

"Yes."

"This birthday banquet will surely shake the entire continent."

"Those lofty great sects will soon learn just how terrifying Blue Silver Academy truly is."

Behind a flower bed beneath the shade of the trees some distance away.

Ning Rongrong crouched on the ground, taking in every word of Ye Lingling and Shui Bing'er's conversation.

She covered her mouth with her small hand, her eyes widened to round circles.

That handsome young man, who did not seem much older than her.

Was actually already a hundred years old?

A master over a hundred years old?

Ning Rongrong felt her mind go blank.

She recalled her experiences secretly sitting in on classes at Blue Silver Academy over the past few days.

Those unique cultivation theories she had never heard before.

Combined with the immense vitality filling the air.

Had caused her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul to stir in a way it never had before.

It was like parched earth receiving spring rain.

All it needed was one final opportunity to shatter that damned restraint and undergo a qualitative transformation.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and stood up.

Her heart filled with deep admiration for that mysterious Dean.

"Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the two great empires are coming to offer birthday congratulations."

"Even that arrogant Spirit Hall is sending people."

"That is way too impressive."

With her hands behind her back, she hummed a cheerful tune.

Then she began wandering aimlessly around the academy.

As she walked, she kept muttering inwardly.

Blue Silver Academy's defenses were far too lax.

She was an outsider without even an invitation, yet she had snuck in for so many days.

And she had not encountered a single guard patrolling or questioning her.

Those barrier formations were even more useless than decorations.

With defenses this weak, what would happen if someone with ill intentions broke in?

Without realizing it.

She followed a quiet path covered in moss.

And arrived beside a lake so clear she could see straight to the bottom.

The lake water rippled in layer after layer beneath the breeze.

On an enormous bluestone by the shore.

A young man in an azure robe held a Purple Bamboo Fishing Rod.

He sat there quietly, fishing.

The breeze swept past the hem of his robes, making them flutter loudly.

Though the young man had a handsome youthful face and fair skin.

His entire body exuded a deep, ancient aura.

The weight of time and the spirit of youth blended perfectly within him.

That intense contrast struck straight at the heart.

Ning Rongrong froze where she stood.

Even her breathing stopped for half a beat.

She recognized him at once.

This was Blue Silver Academy's DeanXu Qing!

Ning Rongrong shrank back, inwardly crying out in alarm.

This was a hundred-year-old monster.

What if he had a strange temper and mistook her for a spy, then had her captured?

She carefully turned around and rose onto her tiptoes.

Preparing to quietly slip away the way she had come.

"Little girl from Shrek."

A warm, clear voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.

It was not loud, yet it clearly pierced through the barriers of space.

"Fishing requires patience."

"The same is true of doing things."

"Since you are here, why rush to leave?"

Ning Rongrong's body suddenly stiffened, and all color drained from her little face.

She mechanically turned her head.

Staring dumbfoundedly at that azure figure's back.

He actually knew her identity?

He even knew perfectly well that she had joined Shrek!

He had not even turned his head within the academy. How had he known?

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