Shrek Academy Is Not Worthy of My Revenge; I Simply Want to Change the Continent's Current State of Affairs

Before long, the heavy stone doors of the ancient black-iron hall were slowly pushed open from outside with a deep, grinding rumble.

Dim light spilled in as two terrifying figures standing at the very pinnacle of the age entered the hall alongside Zhongli Wu.

The first to step inside was a breathtakingly beautiful woman.

She looked no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with jade-white skin and features so exquisite they were nearly flawless. Every contour of her face seemed naturally sculpted, combining unparalleled seductiveness with transcendent elegance.

A fiery red gown, enchanting and blazing like flames, clung to her body and outlined her tall, slender, utterly perfect figure.

Its hem trailed across the floor, lending her peerless grace.

A pair of delicate red heels of the same color stepped soundlessly upon the cold demonic rock floor, yet carried an overwhelming aura of supremacy over all beneath heaven.

Her gaze was languid and narrow, frost and killing intent concealed in her eyes. Every smile and frown brimmed with charm.

Yet the faint pressure of death surrounding her made all the sinister baleful aura within the hall bow down.

She was the Holy Spirit Cult's true supreme ruler, the current Limit Douluo, the Death God Douluo, Ye Xishui!

Following closely behind her was a middle-aged man dressed in a pure black robe.

He appeared mild and refined, with steady brows and eyes, yet his body stood as upright as a mountain abyss.

Merely standing there quietly, he possessed an ancient, oppressive, terrifying majesty.

Even without releasing the slightest trace of soul power, he seemed to conceal a black dragon slumbering across ten thousand miles, intimidating all living beings.

He was the peerless tyrant who stood alongside the Dragon God Douluo Mu En, the Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao, who had dominated the continent for centuries!

The two Limit Douluo entered side by side, with the sect leader Zhongli Wu following behind them.

The Holy Spirit Cult's three strongest upper-echelon giants had all gathered here!

A vast, invisible pressure instantly filled the entire hall.

Had any ordinary soul master been present, their legs would have gone weak long ago. They would have fallen to their knees trembling, without even the courage to raise their heads and meet their gazes.

Yet Li Changsheng, seated in the chair at the center of the hall, remained calm and composed from beginning to end.

There was neither shock nor fear in his eyes, neither reverence nor awe. Not even the slightest ripple stirred within them.

It was as though the two Limit Douluo, who shook the continent and looked down upon the era, were no different from ordinary passersby in his eyes—utterly unworthy of notice.

Such extreme composure and complete disregard made Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao pause slightly as they entered.

The eyes of these two supreme powerhouses, who had lived for centuries, controlled the continent's dark order, and inspired fear in countless people, both flashed with intense confusion and curiosity.

They had seen people who revered them, feared them, flattered them, and hated them.

But never had they seen such a young boy, one who had only just awakened his martial soul, yet completely disregarded two Limit Douluo!

Long Xiaoyao's gaze darkened slightly. He was the first to speak, asking, "I heard Zhongli Wu's report. Were you the one who insisted on meeting the two of us?"

Hearing this, Li Changsheng lowered his fingers and gently set the teacup in his hand upon the stone table before nodding. "I was."

"Then do you know who we are?"

Ye Xishui narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and an icy gleam instantly gathered within her long phoenix eyes.

Killing intent flickered in her gaze, carrying an unmistakably cold warning.

The pressure of a Limit Douluo instantly locked onto Li Changsheng. It was as if she would strike at once and suppress this arrogant youth should he answer improperly or speak recklessly.

Facing the Death God Douluo's murderous intimidation, Li Changsheng merely smiled calmly. "You are simply the Holy Spirit Cult's supreme ruler, the Death God Douluo Ye Xishui."

His gaze shifted slightly toward Long Xiaoyao, who was as restrained and imposing as a mountain, and he continued in an even tone, "And the Holy Spirit Cult's Grand Consecrator, the Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao."

"I naturally recognize the two current Limit powerhouses."

His words precisely identified their titles, identities, and standing, without the slightest error!

Boom!

Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao were both shaken to the core. They instantly turned their heads, their sharp gazes locking onto Zhongli Wu beside them with a silent question in their eyes: Did you reveal our identities and secrets?

Zhongli Wu stiffened all over, his scalp tingling. He hurriedly shook his head frantically, gesturing anxiously to clear himself.

He had never revealed even the slightest secret concerning the two supreme consecrators to Li Changsheng!

Regarding Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's true identities, statuses, titles, and foundations, only a tiny number of the Holy Spirit Cult's highest-ranking core members knew. Outsiders could never possibly have learned of them!

Yet this boy, who had only just awakened his martial soul, had exposed the truth with a single sentence, with flawless precision!

At once, the contempt in Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao's eyes vanished completely, replaced by interest and gravity so intense they were almost tangible.

They gave the calmly seated youth a long look. No longer testing him, they both stepped forward and slowly took seats in the stone chairs directly opposite Li Changsheng.

The atmosphere in the hall became utterly still. The three sides faced one another as undercurrents surged.

Long Xiaoyao stared directly at Li Changsheng, his gaze deep and solemn as he came straight to the point. "Zhongli Wu sent word that you have a way for the Holy Spirit Cult to completely replace Shrek Academy and ascend to the pinnacle of the continent's righteous path. Is that true?"

Li Changsheng did not deny it in the slightest. He nodded faintly. "It is."

At the side, Ye Xishui raised her delicate brows slightly. Her red lips parted as she pressed the question that most puzzled her, her tone carrying a trace of teasing scrutiny. "But you also said that you do not like our Holy Spirit Cult."

That short statement was full of contradictions.

He wanted to help the Holy Spirit Cult replace a sacred institution that had stood for ten thousand years, yet he openly admitted that he disliked the Holy Spirit Cult itself.

Such a paradox left the two old monsters, who had lived for centuries, completely unable to fathom his intentions.

Zhongli Wu, who had remained silently at the side and dared not interrupt, could no longer hold back. With a face full of confusion, he asked, "Since you do not like the Holy Spirit Cult, why are you still willing to help us overturn the current order?"

"Could it be... that you simply want revenge against Shrek and intend to use our sect to suppress the sacred land of the righteous path?"

This was the only reason he could think of.

But once his words fell, Li Changsheng shook his head and laughed. His eyes carried a faint indifference, as though he looked down upon the mundane world. "You are overthinking this."

"A mere Shrek Academy, entrenched for ten thousand years, clinging to a rotten order while acting hypocritically and tyrannically, is not qualified to make me spend any effort seeking revenge."

He raised his eyes and swept his gaze over the three Holy Spirit Cult giants before him. Every word was clear and forceful. "I came here today not to ask about factions, nor to pursue personal grudges. My only purpose is to rewrite this rotten order that has been ossified across the continent for ten thousand years."

"That is all."

Unrestrained dominance, transcending the mundane world!

Revenge?

They were unworthy.

What he wanted was to overturn the eternal rules and reshape the continent's righteous path!

Hearing this, Ye Xishui could not help letting out a charming laugh. Her stunning face bore a trace of mockery and scrutiny.

She leaned slightly to one side and elegantly crossed her long legs. Her red skirt swayed lightly, exuding endless allure, though her eyes remained filled with shrewd probing. "You are quite young, yet your tone is certainly grand."

"Wanting to rewrite the continent's order cannot be accomplished with empty words."

"If you claim you can do it, then you must show us some genuine capability, trump card, or plan to convince us."

Long Xiaoyao slowly nodded at the side. "Yeshui is right."

Zhongli Wu hurriedly nodded in agreement as well.

The mindsets of all three had now changed completely.

The reason they had patiently sat here was not because they believed the empty boasts of a boy who had only just awakened his martial soul.

It was solely because—

Despite his young age, this boy knew the Holy Spirit Cult's deepest secrets and had seen through the identities of two Limit Douluo.

His temperament was detached, unafraid of power. His perspective surpassed the world, and his words were extraordinary.

Behind such a strange, mysterious, unfathomable youth, there had to be either a terrifying backer capable of shaking the continent or some heaven-defying secret of unimaginable magnitude!

What they awaited was not empty talk, but absolute strength and a true trump card capable of convincing the entire Holy Spirit Cult's upper ranks!