The Lion God-King Descends Upon Shrek Academy

Yan opened his mouth, but no words came out.

The Consecration Hall was under the jurisdiction of the Great Consecrator, Qian Daoliu; this was common knowledge throughout Spirit Hall.

Ji Ye looked at him and said slowly, "The Pope Hall is over there; if you want to take orders, go there. This is the Consecration Hall. I don't take orders, and if she has the ability, let Bibi Dong come over here and beat me herself."

Yan's face flushed to the color of a pig's liver.

Xie Yue frowned but remained silent.

Hu Liena had not spoken a word.

She stood to the side with her arms crossed, her gaze fixed on Ji Ye.

From the moment Ji Ye opened the door, she had been watching him.

It wasn't because he was handsome.

Though he certainly was.

It was because she had already activated her charm skill.

She had used it from the very first second they met.

Yet, this youth, who was three or four years her junior, had shown no reaction from start to finish.

His eyes remained clear, completely unaffected.

How was this possible?

Hu Liena had great confidence in her charm skill.

Among their peers, no one could be completely immune; at the very least, there would be a momentary trance.

But this youth named Ji Ye—let alone a trance, even when he had looked over her figure just now, his gaze had been one of normal appreciation, devoid of the slightest obsession that comes with being charmed.

She took a deep breath and increased the intensity of her charm.

Ji Ye walked past her.

As they brushed shoulders, he tilted his head to look at her, his lips moving slightly as he spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Don't bother using charm on me; it's useless."

Hu Liena's body stiffened.

Ji Ye walked away without looking back.

"You three should head back."

The three of them stood at the doorway for a moment.

Xie Yue was the first to turn around.

"Let's go."

Yan was unwilling to give up.

"We're just leaving like this? That brat is too arrogant!"

"He is a member of the Consecration Hall, and we are from the Pope Hall," Xie Yue said calmly.

"Starting a fight here would be difficult to justify."

Yan gritted his teeth, glanced once more in the direction where Ji Ye had disappeared, and cursed fiercely.

The three of them left.

Hu Liena walked at the very back, head bowed, her mind spinning with that sentence from Ji Ye.

Don't bother using charm on me; it's useless.

How did he notice?

Did he notice from the very first second they met?

Hu Liena bit her lip.

She refused to accept this.

Ji Ye walked to the entrance of the Consecration Hall and stopped.

He looked back to confirm that the three of them hadn't followed him.

He sighed.

Bibi Dong sending the Golden Generation to find him meant she had already started paying attention to him.

This was not a good thing.

That woman's mind was too vicious; who knew what kind of scheme she was plotting.

Forget it, as long as I stay in the Consecration Hall, she can't touch me.

Ji Ye stepped into the Consecration Hall.

The interior of the hall was very quiet.

He swept his gaze across the room; all six high priests were present.

Lion Douluo was not among them.

Ji Ye froze for a moment.

Only then did he recall that yesterday, Lion Douluo had soared into the sky and headed toward Soto City.

He couldn't have actually gone to beat up Flender, could he?

He looked around the room.

Indeed, there was no sign of Lion Douluo.

"Where is Senior Lion?" Ji Ye asked.

Demon Subduing Douluo looked up at him and grinned.

"Old Lion? He left yesterday."

"...Where did he go?"

"Soto City, of course," Demon Subduing Douluo said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Ji Ye fell silent.

Meanwhile.

In the southern part of Soto City.

A dilapidated village sat by the roadside, with a crooked wooden sign erected at the entrance bearing four characters.

Shrek Academy.

It was currently the enrollment season.

A long line stretched behind the wooden sign, mostly consisting of parents with their children.

The children were mostly eleven, twelve, or thirteen years old.

One parent was chatting with the person next to them.

"I heard this academy is incredible; they only accept monsters."

"My child's martial soul is a snake; that should count as a monster, right?"

"A snake is nothing. My child's martial soul is a pile of dung; now that's what you call a monster."

"...That is indeed quite monstrous."

At the front of the line, an elderly man with gray hair sat on a chair behind a table.

"Teacher, here are ten gold soul coins."

"Extend an arm."

"Mm..."

"Age does not meet the requirements. You may leave."

"Ah, Teacher, my son only just passed the enrollment age. Could you please make an exception?" the parent pleaded in a low voice.

The old man was having none of it and sighed.

He announced once more.

"The academy's rules are absolute; anyone over the enrollment age will not be accepted. You know this."

"What about our registration fee?"

"Once registered, it is non-refundable."

"This... uh, non-refundable? You are clearly just scamming us for money!"

The parent was stunned for a moment, but once it sank in, he became frantic.

Ten gold soul coins wasted for nothing—who wouldn't be anxious?

"Move along, don't hold up the people behind you."

"No! You must return our registration fee, or we aren't leaving!"

"If we had known this Shrek Academy was such a dump, we never would have come!"

The old man shook his head and called out.

"Mu Bai, someone wants their registration fee back. Handle it."

"Sure. If you want your registration fee back, that's fine—beat me, and I'll refund every cent."

A blond-haired man jumped down from a tree, looking at the father and son with an arrogant expression and eyes full of disdain.

He then immediately released his martial soul.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

A three-ring Soul Venerable.

The surrounding parents and students were instantly shocked.

"Xiao San, isn't he that guy we ran into at the hotel?"

A young girl with pink rabbit ears in the line spoke to the boy in blue beside her.

"Yes, Xiao Wu. I truly didn't expect to run into him here."

Suddenly, a voice filled with disdain rang out.

"Hmph! A mere three-ringed brat, putting on such a grand display!"

A figure descended from the sky, landing right at the entrance of Shrek Academy.

He had a towering frame, short red hair, a square face, and eyes like brass bells.

He wore deep golden armor, with the emblem of Spirit Hall embroidered on his chest.

Lion Douluo.

He looked up at the crooked wooden sign and read it aloud.

"Shrek Academy."

Then, he turned his head to glance at the dilapidated village before him, and then at the long line of parents and children.

He grinned.

"This is it?"

Li Yusong stood up, the smile on his face freezing in place.

He recognized the emblem on that armor.

Spirit Hall.

And that aura.

This person was definitely a Titled Douluo!

"M-may I ask, Your Excellency, who you are?"

Lion Douluo crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at the gray-haired old man before him, his disdain unconcealed.

"Tell the dean of your Shrek Academy to get out here. I have business with him."

Li Yusong was startled.

He was looking for the dean?

He had lived for more than half his life, and this was the first time he had ever seen a Titled Douluo show up to find someone using the phrase "get out here."

He hesitated for a moment, not daring to ask further.

"Mubai, pour a cup of tea for His Excellency and take good care of him."

Dai Mubai acknowledged the order.

"Yes, Teacher Li."

Li Yusong turned and hurried into the academy, his speed not at all like that of a man over sixty, but rather like an eighteen-year-old youth.