Tyrant Dragon

Intermediate Spirit Ascension Platform.

Tang Wulin and the others fought their way to the boundary between the Intermediate Spirit Ascension Platform and the Advanced Spirit Ascension Platform.

A deep roar rang out, and Gu Yue's expression changed. "It's actually a Tyrant Dragon!"

Tang Wulin felt a familiar presence slowly awakening in his Spiritual Sea. He raised his hand and called to it with the aura of his bloodline. Before anyone could clearly see the Tyrant Dragon's full form, it transformed into a streak of light and entered Tang Wulin's body.

The fourth Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up.

After a while, the Golden Scale on Tang Wulin's body emerged and faded away, and he withdrew his Soul Rings as well. His eyes remained closed.

Spiritual Sea.

Tang Wulin rubbed the Tyrant Dragon's huge head. "I didn't mean to find you so late."

The Tyrant Dragon was about to nuzzle him again when Golden Words swept its tail sideways, flinging it aside as it hissed, "Master is mine!"

The Tyrant Dragon's tiny eyes widened. "You damned snake! You were like this in our previous life too! I finally get to see Master, and you're still acting like this—"

Unable to bear the sight any longer, Qiluo hugged her petals and turned over, facing the other direction to sleep. She even covered her ears with her branches and leaves.

The two of them gave Tang Wulin such a headache that he simply slipped away.

The moment he opened his eyes, Xie Xie stammered, "Boss... y-you... you... you ate the Tyrant Dragon?"

Gu Yue asked worriedly, "Do you feel unwell anywhere?"

Tang Wulin shook his head. "No."

The next instant, several streaks of light flashed past—the Spirit Pagoda forcibly teleported them out.

Tianfeng Douluo Leng Yaozhu summoned Tang Wulin and Gu Yue alone to a room and said to Tang Wulin, "We need to conduct a thorough examination of your body."

Before Tang Wulin could speak, Gu Yue objected first. "No! That violates the rules! Every Soul Master has their own privacy!"

Leng Yaozhu said gravely, "Yue'er, do you know how important the Tyrant Dragon is to the Spirit Pagoda?"

Gu Yue still refused to yield. "This was also the Spirit Pagoda's mistake."

Leng Yaozhu choked on her words. Her gaze simply fell directly on Tang Wulin. "Please cooperate with the Spirit Pagoda's work."

Yet Tang Wulin said, "I refuse your physical examination."

As he spoke, he opened his communicator, revealing the call interface. The moment Leng Yaozhu saw the caller, her expression changed drastically. A voice she could not have been more familiar with came from the communicator—

"Let Shrek's students leave. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind going to the Spirit Pagoda myself to collect them."

Once the person on the other end finished speaking, the call ended.

Leng Yaozhu stared fixedly at the darkened call interface, her chest rising and falling violently.

She took a deep breath and said coldly, "Fine. Then I'll assume the Tyrant Dragon has become your soul spirit. Now, pay up."

Tang Wulin directly placed a piece of Soul Forging metal on the table. "Is this enough?"

Leng Yaozhu gave him a cold glance. "Open the door. Let him leave."

Gu Yue and Tang Wulin turned to go, but Leng Yaozhu said, "Yue'er, you stay."

Gu Yue and Tang Wulin stopped at the same time.

Tang Wulin turned back, frowning. "The Pavilion Master's students include her as well."

The resentment in Leng Yaozhu's heart erupted. The pressure of an Ultimate Douluo burst forth, and the surrounding staff members all let out involuntary muffled groans.

"You junior are truly presumptuous!" she snapped. "What's wrong with me telling my own student to stay?! If you want to get lost, then get lost already!"

Tang Wulin showed no weakness. Why would his God Origin Realm spiritual power fear her Spirit Domain Realm? He immediately stood his ground against her with overwhelming force.

"Enough!" Gu Yue shouted in a low voice. "Wulin, go back first."

Tang Wulin glanced at her, withdrew his spiritual power, and said, "Contact me directly if anything happens."

He pushed open the door and left.

After Tang Wulin left, Leng Yaozhu brought Gu Yue back to her office.

Gu Yue said softly, "I'm sorry, Teacher."

Leng Yaozhu stood before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window. With her eyesight, she could easily see Tang Wulin and the others departing. She gazed toward the academy at the center of Shrek City and let out a faint sigh.

Only after a long while did she smile bitterly. "I thought that when I encountered him again, my heart would no longer stir..."

Gu Yue raised her head and quietly watched her slightly sorrowful profile.

Leng Yaozhu sighed softly. "The moment I heard him say that, I knew there was no way to demand an explanation."

Gu Yue asked, "That should have been the Sea God Pavilion Master?"

Leng Yaozhu replied, "Yes... the person standing at the pinnacle of the world."

"Forget it. Let's not talk about that." Leng Yaozhu suddenly changed the subject. "Are you really sure it's that boy?"

Gu Yue froze for a moment. "What?"

Leng Yaozhu gave a teasing smile. Gu Yue immediately understood, and her pretty face flushed. "Don't talk nonsense!"

Leng Yaozhu said with a smile, "Someone who can withstand my pressure head-on is either an Ultimate Douluo like me or among the very strongest Super Douluo. That means he has many secrets, but from another perspective, it also proves that he is exceptional enough."

She chuckled. "If you don't hold on tight to someone like that, it'll be easy for someone else to steal him away~"

Gu Yue covered her face. "...Please stop."

"Captain, Gu Yue won't be in trouble, right?" Xu Xiaoyan asked worriedly.

Tang Wulin said, "Tianfeng Douluo dotes on her a lot. She'll be fine."

Xie Xie said, "Gu Yue is basically the Spirit Pagoda's young lady, isn't she?"

Tang Wulin shot him a glance. "You want to be one too? Then I'll call you Young Master Xie from now on."

Goosebumps rose all over Xie Xie's body. "No, please don't call me that. It feels like it'll shorten my life."

Xu Xiaoyan ignored him completely. "Young Master Xie, that shop looks pretty good."

Yue Zhengyu leaned close to Tang Wulin. "What are you talking about? What young master?"

Tang Wulin slung an arm around his shoulders. "Young Master Yue, how about we make another deal?"

Yue Zhengyu jolted and repeatedly refused, "No, no, no, no!"

Tang Wulin laughed.

The group walked into the campus.