Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

The entire Shrek Academy camp sank into a deathly silence. Everyone wished they could dig a hole in the ground and bury themselves in it.

Especially when they felt the gazes cast their way—mixed with contempt, mockery, and sudden realization—their sense of shame was magnified countless times over.

Yu Xiaogang's body trembled violently. He covered his face with both hands, his nails nearly digging into his flesh. The pride of his life, his rigorous, almost rigid theories, and his lofty dignity as a scholar were shredded to pieces by that drooling fat boy on the Sky Curtain.

He had not lost to talent, nor had he lost to fate.

He had lost to the disgraceful person he had been in his youth.

Just as the suffocating atmosphere was about to crush Yu Xiaogang completely, a rough, furious roar exploded.

"Bullshit!"

Flender's fan-sized hand shoved aside the students blocking his way. He crossed the distance in a few strides, grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the collar, and yanked him close.

He did not look at the Sky Curtain. His hawk-like eyes remained fixed on his devastated best friend.

"Playful and lustful? So what! What young man hasn't had desires? What young man hasn't been foolish?"

Flender's spit nearly sprayed across Yu Xiaogang's face.

"The Sky Curtain only talked about the first half of your life! Why doesn't it talk about the second half?"

"Why doesn't it say how you, Yu Xiaogang, studied the records of the entire continent alone and forcibly compiled the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul!"

"Why doesn't it say how we, the Golden Iron Triangle, used Soul Power in our seventies to unleash a Martial Soul Fusion Skill that even Title Douluo feared!"

"Golden Sacred Dragon!"

Flender roared, nearly using every ounce of strength in his body.

"Xiaogang! Have you forgotten our Golden Sacred Dragon? That's a dragon too! It's the miracle the three of us created together! It's no worse than that damned Bright Sacred Dragon!"

Each question struck Yu Xiaogang's heart like a heavy hammer.

His trembling body gradually stilled.

Golden Sacred Dragon...

That's right.

He raised his head. Through the gaps between his fingers, he seemed to see himself fighting side by side with Flender and Liu Erlong. He saw that dazzling golden dragon, woven from the Martial Souls and emotions of the three of them.

Though it was not his strength alone, though it required all three of them working together.

It was still truly a "Sacred Dragon"! A mighty existence capable of contending with a Title Douluo!

The Sky Curtain had exposed his shameful past, but it could not erase his later struggles and achievements.

He was not a complete and utter failure.

At last, a faint ray of light pierced the bottomless abyss of despair. Yu Xiaogang lowered his hands. His face remained pale, but there was finally a trace of life in those ash-gray eyes.

"Flender..." His lips trembled.

"Brother, don't be afraid." Flender released him and heavily patted his shoulder. "Let the past stay in the past. If anyone dares laugh at you, I'll be the first to tear his mouth apart!"

Watching this scene, the embarrassment and shame felt by the Shrek group gradually gave way to an indescribable sense of emotion. Dai Mubai and the others exchanged glances, then silently gathered around them, forming a human wall to protect their teacher in the middle.

At that moment, the image on the Sky Curtain changed once more.

The fat boy who had made Yu Xiaogang socially die vanished, replaced by the majestic palace of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Golden words appeared once again.

[Clan Comprehensive Strength Ranking Evaluation—Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan]

[Strengths: Extremely high Martial Soul quality. Known as the number one beast Martial Soul in the world, its attack power and destructive force surpass all others. The clan advocates slaughter and conquest, and its members fear no death.]

[Weaknesses:]

The Sky Curtain paused, as if giving everyone a chance to catch their breath.

Then, the cold evaluation appeared line by line.

[First, slow growth. Though dragon-type Martial Souls are powerful, their growth cycles far exceed those of ordinary people. The clan lacks successors, and there is a severe gap in its high-level combat strength.]

[Second, Martial Soul flaws. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is not a true dragon. Its Soul Ring absorption is restricted; it cannot withstand pure-blood Dragon Clan Soul Rings and can only settle for inferior dragon-descendant Soul Rings. This greatly diminishes its potential, leaving it forever unable to reach the threshold of godhood.]

These two evaluations pierced straight into the heart.

If the earlier evaluation of Yu Xiaogang had merely ripped away an individual's fig leaf, then this one had stripped the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan completely naked!

Across the continent, countless Soul Masters gasped.

So that was it!

The clan with the world's number one beast Martial Soul actually possessed such fatal flaws!

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Yuanzhen, who had been roaring just moments ago, fell eerily silent. Staring at the two lines on the Sky Curtain, the fury in his bloodshot eyes gradually faded, replaced by exhaustion and sorrow that ran deep into his bones.

He did not roar again, nor did he curse.

Because what the Sky Curtain said... was all true.

The lack of successors and the failure of the younger generation to measure up were worries that kept him, as clan leader, awake night after night.

The flaw in their Martial Soul—their inability to absorb true Dragon Clan Soul Rings—was an invisible shackle that generations of clan leaders had failed to break. They possessed the form of dragons but not their essence, forever crushed beneath an unseen ceiling.

"Heh... hehehe..."

Yu Yuanzhen suddenly began to laugh softly, his laughter filled with self-mockery and helplessness.

"Well said. So damn well said!"

He did not deny it. Instead, he admitted it openly. That sense of responsibility as clan leader earned him a measure of respect from the surrounding elders.

The Sky Curtain's evaluation subtly changed the entire continent's perception of the Upper Three Sects.

Yet after a brief discussion, the direction of the Chat Group swiftly shifted toward another topic that chilled them even more.

[Wind Sword Sect Leader: The flaws of the Blue Lightning Clan are certainly shocking, but... aren't you all curious about that Mysterious Person?]

[An Elder of the Clear Sky Sect: Nine... nine hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings! That has already surpassed the limits of human capability! That must be a god!]

[Commander of the Star Luo Royal Knights: The key lies in the words 'a thousand years ago'! If such an existence existed a thousand years ago, why is there no record of him in history?]

This topic instantly ignited the entire Chat Group.

Especially the Soul Beasts.

Core region of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Beside the Lake of Life, the sleeping Di Tian suddenly opened his golden vertical pupils. His terrifying pressure caused the entire Lake of Life to boil.

"Nine red rings... a human from a thousand years ago..."

His voice was low and solemn, filled with wariness.

Even he, the Beast God who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, had never heard of such a terrifying human. This was completely beyond his comprehension. If that person was still alive...

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong sat quietly upon the Pope's throne, her fingertips gently tapping the armrest. The crisp sound echoed through the vast hall.

Her face had regained its usual grace and majesty, but unprecedented gravity flickered within those purple eyes.

A Mysterious Person who had possessed nine hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings a thousand years ago.

Who was he?

Was he still alive?

What was his stance?

Questions circled through her mind one after another. She had spent decades planning her conquest of the continent and believed she had accounted for every variable. Whether the Upper Three Sects or the two great empires, all of them stood upon her chessboard.

But this person's appearance was an unknown variable capable of overturning the entire board.

A ghost that did not belong to this era, a monster who might possess god-level power.

To the Soul Hunting Operation she was about to launch, and to her ultimate ambition, this was a fatal threat.

She had to... find out the truth!

Just as the continent's strongest figures were left restless by this prehistoric leviathan that had suddenly emerged, wildly speculating about his origins and purpose.

The golden Sky Curtain shimmered once more.

All discussion abruptly ceased.

A new line of large words slowly appeared, drawing everyone's attention.

[Clan Comprehensive Strength Ranking... Ninth Place.]

It was here!

Countless people held their breaths.

Two of the Upper Three Sects had already appeared. The remaining Clear Sky Sect could not possibly rank ninth no matter what. Then which clan would claim ninth place?

Under the gaze of the masses, golden light condensed into three large words.

[Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.]