Tang San: "Second Spirit Skill, Blue Silver Stilts!"

Di Lintian sneered with disdain and looked at his teammates beside him. "What Shrek Academy? Have any of you heard of it?"

"Never heard of it. It must be some backwater academy," Yu Feng replied, playing along.

"Look at their Martial Souls: a sausage, a rabbit, and two cats. Oh, look at that, there's even a Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda," Oslo said, pointing at one of the Shrek students.

"Damn it." Provoked by being pointed at and mocked, Dai Mubai instantly activated his first soul skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier, and charged toward Oslo with his tiger claws swinging.

"Seven Treasures turn out the glaze. One: Power. Two: Speed." The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda hovering in Ning Rongrong's palm emitted two rays of colorful light, which landed within Dai Mubai's body.

Yu Tianheng stepped forward, placing himself in front of Oslo, and met Dai Mubai with his dragon-transformed arm.

"Tianheng, you give me such a sense of security," Oslo said from behind Yu Tianheng, feigning a look of admiration.

As the two claws collided, relying on the amplification from the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Dai Mubai managed to bridge the two-level gap in soul power and fought Yu Tianheng to a draw.

Ever since both sides stood up from their seats, Tang San's gaze had remained fixed on Di Lintian and Na'er. He felt that these two were somewhat similar to the figures he had glimpsed briefly in Nuoding City six years ago.

It wasn't until he saw Oslo about to ambush Dai Mubai from the side that he performed his Martial Soul manifestation, using Blue Silver Grass to pull Dai Mubai back.

"To think there's actually a trash Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass, and the soul ring is even a white ten-year ring. It really is a backwater academy; even the students' soul ring configurations aren't optimal." Seeing Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, Oslo burst into mocking laughter again.

At some unknown moment, Di Lintian's Dragon Scale Sword had begun to hover behind him. With a flick of his finger, the Dragon Scale Sword flew toward Tang San with a "whoosh."

"Oh no!" Tang San thought to himself. The speed of the Dragon Scale Sword was too fast; even using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he couldn't dodge it. Tang San instantly thought of another way to use his second soul skill.

"Second soul skill, Blue Silver Stilts!"

The Blue Silver Grass beneath Tang San's feet grew instantly, lifting him high into the air.

Tang San's second soul skill came from a five-hundred-year-old Lone Bamboo. It had cost his teacher a great price to persuade a prominent figure to take him to the Star Dou Forest to hunt it.

"Bang!"

A crashing sound echoed. Di Lintian looked up at the noise to see that Tang San's head had smashed through the wooden roof and extended into the second floor.

"What use could this trash skill possibly have?" Di Lintian mocked mercilessly.

In truth, this skill of Tang San's had great utility; these two stalks of Blue Silver Grass were not that fragile and were difficult to cut. It was only because Di Lintian's Dragon Scale Sword was so overpowered that it could sever them so easily.

Furthermore, it could be used in conjunction with his first soul skill, Blue Silver Pole Vault, to achieve instantaneous activation.

Damn it, to dare mock the soul beast my teacher personally selected for me—you have already invited your own death!

Di Lintian did not yet know that he had already been secretly marked by Tang San as someone who had invited his own death.

The Dragon Scale Sword severed the Blue Silver Stilts beneath Tang San, leaving his head stuck in the ceiling while his body dangled in mid-air.

"Brother!"

Xiao Wu's white-stockinged legs bent slightly as she leaped upward, grabbed Tang San's ankles, and yanked him down from the ceiling.

The battle between the two sides had begun. Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai were locked in an inseparable struggle, Oslo was facing off against Zhu Zhuqing, and at the moment Xiao Wu rescued Tang San, Yu Feng had already knocked Ning Rongrong unconscious.

With Di Lintian, Na'er, Dugu Yan, and Ye Lingling yet to make a move, the three members of the Imperial Dou Team had already completely suppressed the current Shrek Six Monsters.

Dai Mubai, having lost the amplification of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, quickly fell into a disadvantage. Just as Yu Feng intended to repeat his previous tactic and knock Oscar unconscious, an accident occurred.

Tang San had already been rescued by Xiao Wu. Blue Silver Grass grew rapidly and wrapped around Yu Feng's waist. He hadn't paid it any mind, thinking it was just a trash Martial Soul.

However, he soon realized something was wrong. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass had absorbed two Lone Bamboo soul rings in succession, and its toughness had reached a remarkable level. Even Yu Feng, who had seven levels of soul power more than Tang San, could not break free in a short time.

"Let's finish this battle quickly," Di Lintian said indifferently.

The current Shrek had no power to resist the Imperial Dou Team at all. Di Lintian felt that they would only be able to pique the Imperial Dou Team's interest once Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Oscar all became Soul Elders.

Na'er raised her palm, and an extreme chill erupted from it, instantly freezing all members of the Shrek Seven Devils into ice sculptures.

"Actually, there was no need to be so fast," Di Lintian said, scratching his forehead, adding a premise in his heart: provided that neither I nor Na'er make a move.

"They wouldn't have been able to end the battle quickly," Na'er said, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"We should be worrying about where to stay tonight."

Yu Tianheng deactivated his Martial Soul manifestation, walked to the side of Di Lintian and the others, and looked around at the chaotic inn, speaking slowly.

"I have tents in my storage ring; let's go out and camp," Di Lintian said. This was the only inn in the small town, and it was no longer habitable.

Before leaving, Di Lintian thoughtfully left a bag of gold soul coins for the owner as compensation. If the owner of this inn didn't have a noble backing him, it would be difficult to get compensation from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

"Every world is the same. A commoner dares to go to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to demand compensation, only to be thrown into the Heaven Dou prison for a few days. I suppose I am still too kind-hearted."

Di Lintian sat cross-legged on the ground, roasting meat he had brought from Heaven Dou City, and sighed.

"Kind-hearted about what?"

Na'er leaned against Di Lintian's shoulder, having vaguely heard his muttering, and asked with confusion.

The others had all gone to set up the tents, so only Di Lintian and Na'er were there.

"It's nothing," Di Lintian said.

"Is it because of that Spirit Hall Young Mistress?"

Na'er suddenly asked, wondering what had crossed his mind.

"Qian Renxue?" Di Lintian didn't know how Na'er had thought of her, so he shook his head.

"Actually, you don't need to overthink it; the revival of the Soul Beasts doesn't necessarily require the overthrow of humanity."

Na'er said softly. Through the time they had spent together over these past few years, she could sense that Di Lintian's heart leaned toward humanity.

"I only want the Soul Beast clan to return to the God Realm and no longer be restricted by that rule stating Soul Beasts cannot become gods." Na'er's voice turned incomparably cold. "To let Soul Beasts no longer have to endure a Heavenly Tribulation every hundred thousand years, to let Soul Beasts become gods—that is my goal."

"Do you know? If the God Realm allowed Soul Beasts to become gods, then many Divine Beasts would have already appeared on the Douluo Continent." Na'er's voice turned gentle again, carrying a hint of exhaustion.

"I... will try my best."

Di Lintian reached out and pulled Na'er into his arms. He had originally wanted to say that he would definitely accomplish it, but thinking of how the rule that Soul Beasts could not become gods was set by the Dragon God, he ultimately could not bring himself to say it.

He did not want to make promises to Na'er about things he was not certain of.

By gathering the power of faith from all the Soul Beasts and Soul Masters across the continent, Di Lintian was confident he could become a God King, but the Dragon God was at the level of a Creation God, someone who could truly change the laws governing the world with a single word.

"Mm, I believe in you." Na'er slowly closed her eyes.

Di Lintian saw a crystalline teardrop slide from the corner of her eye.