Qian Duoduo: Dad, my great dad, you must join the Soul Guidance Department

"As for your roommate's exact identity..."

Elder Mu stopped halfway through, taking his sweet time, and it nearly drove Zhuang Minghui mad.

"Oh, come on, great-grandancestor, don't keep me in suspense. Give me a little hint." Zhuang Minghui leaned closer and joked, "Let me prepare myself in advance and see which wealthy young lady she is. Maybe if I put my personal charm to work, I can lure both her and her sect over to our Shrek. Wouldn't that be contributing to the academy too?"

"At the very least, you should know the power backing her, right?"

Elder Mu's mind stirred slightly. What sounded like a joke from Zhuang Minghui had actually touched on something he cared about.

If the core heir of some top-tier great power could form a deep bond with Zhuang Minghui, or even become his spouse, then Shrek Academy's prestige and invisible influence across the Douluo Continent would undoubtedly rise another level. For the academy, it would bring every benefit and no harm.

However, Elder Mu ultimately shook his head. "I truly don't know that yet. The dormitory roster is still being checked. It can only be finalized after every new student's dormitory arrangements have been completely settled."

"But..." Elder Mu's tone shifted, and a trace of solemnity flashed through his cloudy eyes. "This morning, Di Tian, the Beast God of the Star Dou Great Forest, came to see me in secret."

"Beast God Di Tian?"

The moment he heard that name, Zhuang Minghui's smile vanished, and his brows furrowed tightly. "Why would he suddenly come to you?"

Di Tian was the current ruler of the soul beast race on the surface, a terrifying existence with eight hundred thousand years of cultivation.

His strength was so great that even the current Elder Mu, together with Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao of the Holy Spirit Cult, would likely struggle to gain any advantage against him.

Leaning back in his recliner, Elder Mu uttered a few words with a hint of deeper meaning. "He came to handle the enrollment procedures for a child. As for that child's exact identity, he didn't say, and I didn't ask."

"According to my guess, he will bring that person to Shrek to register by tomorrow at the latest."

After a brief silence, Zhuang Minghui said, "Then Elder Mu, I'll head back to the dorm first."

"Good. Take care, I won't see you off." Elder Mu closed his eyes and sank into sleep.

Not long after Zhuang Minghui left, Huo Yuhao walked over.

Zhuang Minghui entered the dormitory building and followed the stairs upward, his gaze falling on the gilt "391" on the key tag.

When he reached the end of the third-floor corridor, Zhuang Minghui stopped.

He discovered that this spot was extremely special. Around the corner was a tightly locked iron door, and faintly noisy female voices came from behind it. This was the only passage leading to the girls' dormitory on the fourth floor, a true "borderline between men and women."

He took out the key and opened the door to Room 391. A faint scent of wood washed over him.

The room was not large. Two simple wooden beds stood on the left and right, with a raw-wood desk in the middle.

A brand-new soul tool light bulb hung from the ceiling, refracting a gentle glow. Clearly, the place had just been thoroughly cleaned, without even a trace of dust in sight.

"A mixed dorm for men and women, and in a spot like this. Great-grandancestor really knows how to arrange things for me."

Zhuang Minghui shook his head with a laugh. From his storage soul tool, he took out his toiletries and several sets of clean clothes, then swiftly made up the bed by the window.

"So what should I do next..."

Looking at the brand-new dormitory before him, Zhuang Minghui felt there was no real need to clean it all over again.

As for meditating and cultivating in the dorm while waiting for that roommate to arrive, that did not seem like much of an option either.

"I'll go take a look outside. Maybe I'll find something interesting."

No sooner thought than done. Zhuang Minghui immediately moved, leaving the dormitory, closing the door, and walking out of the dormitory building.

After leaving the new student dormitory building, he strolled through Shrek Academy.

Along the way, he practically became the center of attention.

"Wow, look at that senior. He's so handsome!"

"Oh my god, even his smile is so gentle. I feel like I'm about to melt..."

Several passing new female students and upper-year girls kept glancing back at him, their faces slightly red as they whispered among themselves. Some bolder girls even deliberately slowed their steps, trying to catch his attention.

Zhuang Minghui had long since grown used to such amazed gazes. He merely returned them with a polite faint smile, immediately drawing another round of suppressed cries.

He was already extraordinarily handsome, with a tall, slender figure that stood straight as a pine. On top of that, after merging with powerful life energy and having his physical strength reinforced by Spirit Gold, every movement he made exuded an indescribable natural affinity, an otherworldly air, and an overwhelming sense of security—more than enough to attract a vast number of girls throughout the outer courtyard.

Before he realized it, he had already reached the vicinity of Shrek Academy's eastern city gate.

Since this was the period when new students registered and old students returned to the academy, the flow of people here was enormous. Vendors' cries and the engine sounds of soul tool vehicles rose one after another, making the area extremely lively.

Just as Zhuang Minghui was about to turn back, a violent fluctuation of soul power suddenly came from the air beside him.

Immediately after, an enormous and ferocious figure "sprang" out from the nearby bushes without the slightest warning, a gale directly whipping up the fallen leaves on the ground.

Zhuang Minghui focused his eyes and saw that the newcomer appeared to be around fifty years old. He was tall and powerfully built, at least over two meters twenty in height, standing there like a small mountain.

He had broad shoulders and a thick back, with muscles as solid as granite bulging over his bronze skin. His head of steel-needle-like white hair gave him a somewhat weathered look, yet there was not a single wrinkle on his face.

The moment this person appeared, the corner of Zhuang Minghui's eye twitched, because the newcomer was none other than the vice dean of the Soul Guidance Department—Qian Duoduo!

"Oh, my little ancestor, I finally managed to block you!"

Qian Duoduo's massive body suddenly lunged forward, and without the slightest dignity of an expert, he directly hugged Zhuang Minghui's thigh.

He half-crouched on the ground, his two-meter-twenty steel-like body curled into a ball. His imposing face was now filled with flattery and pleading, and he even forcibly squeezed out a few hypocritical tears.

"Minghui, great genius Zhuang, Young Master Zhuang, take pity on this old man and join our Soul Guidance Department!"

Qian Duoduo wailed at the top of his lungs, causing passing students to stop one after another, their faces filled with astonishment.

"Vice Dean Qian, do you really have to do this? How am I supposed to face anyone with you acting like this?" Zhuang Minghui's expression was extremely ugly. He tried to pull his leg free, only to find the other man's strength was astonishing, like two iron pincers.

Qian Duoduo clung on shamelessly and lowered his voice. "I'm not getting up. If you don't agree today, this old man won't let go even if it kills me!"

If Zhuang Minghui had only been an ordinary genius soul master, Qian Duoduo would never have thrown away his dignity as vice dean like this to beg him.

The main reason was Zhuang Minghui's martial soul—especially the decomposition and reconstruction abilities within the Spirit Gold—which was exceptionally suited to cultivating in their Soul Guidance Department.

If they could drag a monster like Zhuang Minghui into their Soul Guidance Department, then they could simply buy any ninth-grade soul tool or blueprint, decompose it, and they would definitely be able to replicate it.