Ning Rongrong Kills Bone Douluo! A True White-Eyed Wolf!

Tears welled up in his eyes and streamed down his cheeks.

He sat on the floor, his eyes hollow, muttering something over and over again.

"Could it be that a genius like me, a food-system soul master with innate full soul power, is just going to be finished like this..."

"In this world, who else can protect me..."

"What other faction can deal with two Titled Douluo..."

"It's over... it's all over..."

Suddenly, he began to mutter another phrase, his voice growing louder and more frantic.

"Someone, please save me! Whoever saves my life, I'll be theirs from now on!"

"I'm begging you! A Titled Douluo will do! A Soul Douluo will do! Anyone! Who the hell will come and save me!"

No one answered him.

The wind blew in from outside the door, plastering his messy hair against his face.

Throughout the entire Shrek Academy, only Oscar's voice echoed in the hall.

"Say something! You're all forcing me! You're all forcing me!"

By the time he shouted those final words, his voice had already turned hoarse.

Douluo Era.

Pope's Bedchamber.

Bibi Dong stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, her hands clasped behind her back.

Her golden robe trailed across the floor, and her scepter leaned against the wall.

Her gaze pierced through the glass, landing on the distant mountains, her brows slightly furrowed.

"I didn't expect this so-called Shrek Academy to have such a genius—a food-system soul master with innate full soul power."

She murmured to herself.

"It seems the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is about to make a move on him."

She turned around, picked up her scepter, and rubbed the patterns on its shaft with her palm.

Her gaze fell upon the gem at the top of the scepter, which reflected half of her face.

"No."

Her voice rose by half a tone.

"Such a good seedling cannot be wasted."

"Since this child has the potential to become the God of Food if he cultivates fast enough, he cannot be let go."

She strode toward the entrance of the bedchamber, her footsteps echoing rhythmically through the grand hall.

The hem of her robe surged behind her.

"I must capture him first."

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, her eyes cold.

"These geniuses have no chance other than to submit to my Spirit Hall!"

She pushed open the doors of the bedchamber, and light flooded in, illuminating her face.

"Yue Guan! Gui Mei!"

Her voice echoed throughout the entire Pope's Palace.

"Depart for Shrek Academy immediately. That boy named Oscar—This Seat must have him."

At the end of the corridor, two figures emerged and knelt on one knee: "As you command, Your Holiness."

Bibi Dong gripped her scepter tightly and strode forward.

She walked through the long corridor, across the plaza, and past the statues, the daylight falling upon her shoulders.

"Whoever the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wants to touch, This Seat will snatch away."

Her voice was very soft.

"Two Titled Douluo? Hah."

She quickened her pace, slamming her scepter heavily against the ground with a dull "thud."

"None of them will escape!"

While various parties were making their own moves because of Shrek, in reality, the Sharp Critique of Ning Rongrong on the Light Screen was far from over.

Therefore, Chen Xin and the others from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had not yet had the chance to head to Shrek.

Everyone continued to discuss while watching the content on the Light Screen.

Inside the Light Screen.

[If joining Shrek and being gaslit by Oscar was the "main course" of Ning Rongrong's stupidity.]

[Then her so-called arrogance and impulsivity were merely the "side dishes"—classic!]

[Looking closely at the plot, this idiot relied on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's reputation every day to pull off a string of brainless stunts.]

[Did she really think she was the princess of the spirit master world?]

[She pretended to be a good girl when she first arrived at Shrek, but as soon as training started, she began slacking off, lying, and deceiving others.]

[When Flender exposed her on the spot, she suddenly remembered she was a "Little Witch" and even dared to threaten the Dean?]

[I'm absolutely speechless!]

[The subsequent events were even more outrageous: when Dai Mubai tried to discipline her, she actually offered money to get Tang San to kill him?]

[No, has your little brain shriveled into a walnut?]

[You're an auxiliary-type spirit master who snuck out without a single bodyguard, and you dare to insult Flender?]

[What if he actually lost his temper? You'd be attending your own funeral—even if the sect avenged you later, could your life be brought back?]

[And asking Tang San to kill Dai Mubai?]

[Dai Mubai is the big brother of the academy; could Tang San take on Flender's entire group by himself?]

[Could he even kill Dai Mubai?]

[Anyone with a brain the size of a walnut couldn't follow that logic.]

[Tang San isn't an idiot; would he take your pocket change just to get himself killed later? Who would take that deal?]

[Besides, your attitude kept flipping—you should have either played the good girl from the start or been a brat from the beginning.]

[Instead, you couldn't keep up the act halfway through and insisted on playing the good girl; what, are you addicted to roleplaying?]

[Based on this alone, Ning Rongrong's intelligence—especially regarding social nuances and cost-benefit analysis—is basically zero!]

[No, it's in the negatives!]

[Outrageous among the outrageous.]

[Later on, when she took Tang San's Hidden Weapon back to the sect for testing, she actually dared to use it against her own Sword Grandpa!]

[The plot clearly states that it took a massive effort for Sword Douluo Chen Xin to neutralize those toxins; if he hadn't handled it well, it would have caused permanent damage.]

[Wow, were you really that afraid of your Sword Grandpa living too comfortably?]

[In the Douluo World, every spirit master has high attack but low defense; without spirit power to protect the body, their physical form is as fragile as paper.]

[With that one Hidden Weapon shot, your Sword Grandpa almost retired early. You really thought he lived too long, didn't you?]

[This brain—is it a personality flaw or a congenital disability? It's suffocating.]

[Furthermore, in the later battles, when Sword Douluo lost his arm, she ran off to worry about Tang San!]

[Not to mention that later, to retrieve Tang San, her Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa stepped in and essentially bankrupted the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.]

[In the heat of the war, even the people from the Clear Sky Sect weren't that proactive, so why was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect so eager to throw themselves into the fire?]

[In such a situation, shouldn't you have wanted Tang Xiao and the other Title Douluo from the Clear Sky Sect to go first?!]

[Of course, they eventually retrieved Tang San's corpse.]

[But afterward, you saw that your Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa were gone!]

[You saw your father trying to find a way to collect their remains!]

[And you just said a quick "sorry" in your heart and left to prioritize Tang San?]

[For this behavior, I can only say it's chilling to the bone.]

[Ning Fengzhi, a sect master so skilled at calculation, showed more heart and loyalty than you did in that moment!]

[Do you really have no idea who treated you well, who protected you, and who your own flesh and blood were?]

[If your so-called Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa knew that you wouldn't even spare a moment to collect their remains...]

[They would probably just realize they had misjudged you.]

[Also, you consumed an Immortal Herb and evolved your spirit into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, yet you neither told the sect about the source of the herb nor were you willing to leave behind a descendant to inherit the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda for the sect?]

[In the end, you became a god in the God Realm while all your relatives died; did you not consider the sect at all?]

[I can't even be bothered to criticize the rest of the mess. In the later stages, Ning Rongrong completely devolved into an auxiliary accessory, having no role other than being tied to Oscar.]

[Summary: Ning Rongrong's early performance was that of a brain-dead, outrageous disaster!]

[Her later performance was purely that of a tool character to prop up Tang San and Oscar, and she couldn't even manage to be a decent tool—total failure!]

[Sharp Critique complete!]