Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

After Su Ge and the others arrived at the cafeteria, they discovered that aside from Oscar, who had yet to arrive, Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the rest of the new students were already there.

The group took this opportunity to formally introduce themselves, as they would be studying and living together as classmates in the future.

During this process, Zhu Zhuqing kept looking at Su Ge, appearing as if she had something to say but held back. Just as she was about to open her mouth, Dai Mubai walked in with Ma Hongjun.

Her gaze turned cold instantly. Recalling what Xiao Wu and the others had been discussing earlier, she felt a chill run through her heart.

She had traveled such a great distance and risked her life to find this person, only to find him living a life that was essentially waiting for death?

Their entrance naturally drew everyone's attention, though only Tang San, possessing a better temperament, greeted the two of them.

Su Ge also cast his gaze toward them, but when Ma Hongjun felt Su Ge's eyes on him, he shrank his head in fear and offered a forced smile.

It seemed Dai Mubai must have told him about Su Ge, though Su Ge did not pay it much mind.

At the end of the day, it was a flaw in the other party's martial soul, but the way he chose to deal with it was contemptible.

Besides, this was for the best; knowing fear meant knowing how to keep one's distance. Under normal circumstances, he had no spare energy to meddle in such affairs.

Just as the atmosphere in the cafeteria turned strange, a clanging sound rang out from outside.

"That is the bell for the dean to summon us. Let's hurry to the main plaza; if we are late, something unpleasant might happen."

After Dai Mubai finished explaining, he and Ma Hongjun stepped out of the cafeteria first, heading toward the main plaza.

"Let's go as well. I want to see what this Shrek Academy dean is really like and whether it's worth me staying."

After Su Ge spoke, he stood up and followed, with Tang San and Xiao Wu quickly trailing behind.

Only Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who were walking behind, heard his words.

One was intentionally trying to build a connection, while the other wanted to become strong enough to master her own fate. Su Ge had said these words for the two girls to hear, wanting to see if anyone would follow him when he eventually left.

When the group arrived at the main plaza, a middle-aged man walked over from the other side shortly after.

Unlike Zhao Wuji, this man's physique was sturdy but more balanced and proportionate. His face was quite distinctive, flat with a slightly hooked nose.

He wore a pair of square, black-rimmed crystal glasses, and his eyes gave off a cunning impression that left a deep mark on people.

He reached the front, scanned everyone, and nodded in satisfaction.

"This year is quite good; the academy has gained five more little monsters. I am Flender, the dean of Shrek Academy."

"On behalf of the academy, I welcome your arrival."

"Later, each of you will pay one hundred gold coins to Teacher Li, who is in charge of finances."

After speaking, he looked at Dai Mubai. "Mubai."

"Dean."

"Remember to tell them the academy rules, then you may dismiss them to go back and rest. The first lesson of the day will begin tonight."

"Except for Oscar and Ning Rongrong, the two of you come with me."

After saying this, he glanced at Su Ge without leaving a trace, but he chose not to have him stay for a talk. He would observe this monster, who had made Zhao Wuji feel unable to win, during tonight's lesson.

Seeing Flender about to use the same method as in the original story, Su Ge looked at Ning Rongrong but did not rush to intervene. He wasn't about to lower himself by scrambling to step in.

Upon hearing the dismissal, Su Ge greeted Tang San and Xiao Wu, who wanted to stay and look around, and left the area.

He planned to stroll through Suotuo City to see if the high-year whale glue he had ordered had arrived.

However, just as he was about to leave the academy, a white pigeon flew through the sky. After circling a few times, it descended toward him.

Su Ge reached out, letting it land on his arm. After retrieving the envelope, he let it fly away.

Unfolding the letter, the contents were as he expected: Deng Jilin had returned and was currently in Suotuo City.

"It seems the time is near. With the whale glue Jilin brought back, it should significantly shorten the progress toward my fiftieth level."

Putting away the envelope, Su Ge hurried toward Suotuo City. The letter contained the address where Deng Jilin was staying, and he planned to go find him first.

After this, he wouldn't need to run around so much. After so many years of biding his time, it was finally time for him to make a move.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Great Hall of Deliberations.

On the north side of the hall, in the main seat facing south, sat a large, carved chair made of acid-branch wood. A massive, deep-green warm jade was inlaid into the backrest, emitting a faint, gentle aura.

Sitting upon it was a man with a face like jade, a straight nose, and a square mouth. His appearance was scholarly and easygoing, and his snow-white robes were spotless. He looked to be only in his forties, with a gentle gaze and smooth black hair draped behind him.

The only person who could sit here was the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi!

Below him, a figure dressed in white martial attire was kneeling.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, the young lady has arrived safely at Shrek Academy and has successfully passed the assessment to enroll."

Ning Fengzhi was not surprised by this and nodded, his expression relaxed.

"However..."

"Speak freely."

Seeing the person below hesitate, Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, signaling him to continue.

"However, there is one more person who needs to be reported."

"During the final assessment, the vice-dean of Shrek Academy, a level 76 Vajra Bear battle soul saint, took action."

"But he was defeated... by a student who was also taking the assessment."

Ning Fengzhi fell silent, his previously gentle gaze suddenly becoming grave.

He looked at the person below and continued, "Go on."

"That youth appears to be only twelve or thirteen years old, yet he is a level 44 beast martial soul battle soul ancestor."

"Twelve or thirteen years old, level 44?!"

There was shock in Ning Fengzhi's voice. He stood up abruptly, looking at the messenger, and confirmed again, "Are you certain?"

"Absolutely certain!"

"And the colors of that youth's soul rings are two purple and two black!"

"During the battle, Zhao Wuji used his first four soul skills and was still being suppressed by that youth, while the youth only used his first two thousand-year soul rings."

The reporter's tone was also filled with shock, his voice trembling slightly.

"Two purple and two black? That is impossible!"

Before Ning Fengzhi could speak, a vigorous and powerful voice rang out in the hall. The reporter lowered his head even further, not daring to say another word.

Ning Fengzhi also looked toward the direction of the voice, and a moment later, an old man with white hair and a white beard, but with skin as delicate as an infant's, walked out from the back hall.