Shrek? Nothing More Than a Place That Harbored Filth!

If I had a choice, if I could just refuse outright, I really wouldn't want to set foot in that hellhole called Shrek Academy.

Outsiders all thought Shrek was the continent's number-one soul master academy, a holy land in every soul master's heart. But if they truly believed it was nothing more than an ordinary school that taught and raised people, they were being far too naive.

Unfortunately, when you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head.

In the end, it was my own fault for not giving the system advance notice and having it completely conceal the phenomena that appeared when my first martial soul evolved and my second martial soul awakened.

It wasn't some ridiculously over-the-top spectacle like a bright moon rising over the sea or an immortal king descending upon the nine heavens, but a sacred beam of light shooting straight into the sky was still eye-catching enough.

The more I thought about it, the more it was all the system's fault. It didn't care about this host who only wanted to lie low and grow stronger. Such a perfect chance to hide my talents was gone just like that.

And now, the higher-ups of the sect had their eyes on me and insisted on stuffing me into Shrek for further study. There was no avoiding it.

Still, you know what? You really do know what?

Wang Dong'er's description in the original Douluo II was simply unmatched in heaven and without equal on earth—a bona fide, top-tier beauty.

No, wait, this was bad! Why was I actually starting to look forward to it?

Damn it, Douluo Continent really deserved its other name, Romance Continent. I'd only been transported to this hellhole for a few days, yet the seal on me, a dignified sigma male, was already starting to loosen?

No, no. I had to find a way to reinforce it. Women would only slow down the speed at which I drew my sword, especially an original female lead with a built-in love-brain debuff. Better not get involved, absolutely not.

Then again, what if Wang Dong'er really fell for me? This body's character model was pretty damn impressive too—sword-like brows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and outstanding temperament. In my previous life, this would have been enough to debut as a celebrity. Wasn't it perfectly normal for a young girl to take a liking to me?

Shrek Academy, a single room in the girls' dormitory.

Xiao Xiao sat cross-legged on her bed, hugging a pillow. The moment the Diary in her mind refreshed, she immediately skimmed through all its contents.

She hadn't paid much attention to the complaints in the first half, but when she saw Lin Ye going on about Wang Dong'er and narcissistically worrying that she might fall for him, Xiao Xiao's eyes instantly lit up. Her arms tightened around the pillow.

Wang Dong'er was the little princess of the Haotian Sect. Countless sect geniuses would have given anything for the chance to say a single word to her, yet this guy Lin Ye was actually worried that Wang Dong'er might fall for him?

Xiao Xiao couldn't help swinging her legs, her cheeks puffing up as curiosity grew wildly in her heart like weeds.

She wanted to see just how handsome this Lin Ye was to dare say something like that. Could he really be so handsome that Wang Dong'er would fall for him at first sight?

The moment the Diary in Wang Dong'er's mind trembled, she checked it immediately.

When she saw Lin Ye complaining at the beginning about being sent to Shrek, she couldn't help pursing her lips. She silently marveled that her Eldest Father worked quickly indeed; in less than half a day, Lin Ye was already writing about it in his Diary.

But the further she read, the hotter Wang Dong'er's cheeks became. Especially when she saw Lin Ye say he was worried she might fall for him, she couldn't help giving a soft huff, though the tips of her ears had turned so red they seemed ready to bleed.

Why was this Lin Ye so shameless?

Was she, Wang Dong'er, the sort of person who fell for any handsome guy she saw? He was worried she'd fall for him? What utter nonsense!

She turned her head away in a huff and looked at the willow tree outside the window, but she couldn't stop yesterday's scene from surfacing in her mind.

Lin Ye's refined, upright figure and those slightly careless eyes appeared in her mind. Wang Dong'er's heartbeat inexplicably skipped half a beat.

At that thought, her cheeks grew even hotter. She raised a hand and patted her face, muttering softly, "Wang Dong'er, what are you thinking about? Don't think about it anymore!"

Speaking of Shrek Academy, its title as the continent's number-one academy was shouted loud enough to shake the heavens. Who knew how many boys and girls carrying dreams of becoming soul masters had squeezed their way inside?

But honestly, this place only sounded impressive. If you really peeled back the layers, it was nothing but an empty shell with a hollow reputation.

Forget it. I won't go into all the rotten things inside today. My mood was already bad enough because I had to go to Shrek. There was no need to write down that filthy stuff and disgust myself, ruining today's mood for nothing.

The moment this section of the Diary refreshed, the female leads with Diary copies instantly exploded.

Xiao Xiao, who had just been imagining what Lin Ye looked like, slammed her pillow onto the bed with a smack and sprang up. Her eyes widened so much that she nearly shouted aloud.

"What do you mean, hollow reputation? What do you mean, all sorts of rotten things?!"

Xiao Xiao anxiously paced back and forth across the room, clutching at her hair. Her heart itched as though a cat were scratching at it. "Then say it! What kind of person stops halfway through? You're killing me here!"

In her heart, and in the eyes of every soul master across Douluo Continent, Shrek Academy was an irreplaceable holy land for soul masters.

But from what Lin Ye was saying, how was it any kind of holy land? It was practically a place that harbored filth!

If someone else had said this, Xiao Xiao would only have thought they were sour grapes, maliciously smearing Shrek because they couldn't get in.

But these words came from Lin Ye's Diary.

Over this period of time, all the secrets Lin Ye had written in his Diary and all those seemingly absurd predictions had come true, one after another.

He had never written a lie in his Diary. No matter how outrageous the content seemed, it always turned out to be true in the end.

That was precisely why they had developed an almost frenzied curiosity about the "truth of Shrek" Lin Ye mentioned.

On the other side, Wang Dong'er had long since lost her earlier shyness. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her fingertips had wrinkled the hem of her clothes from how hard she gripped it.

She had grown up in the Haotian Sect, listening to Shrek's legendary stories. Her Eldest Father and Second Father often told her that Shrek was the continent's finest academy and urged her to cultivate there properly.

But now, Lin Ye was saying Shrek had a hollow reputation and many shameful, rotten secrets?

"Stopping halfway through is too much!"

Wang Dong'er stomped her foot in a huff, her puffed cheeks resembling little buns. Yet her mind was already wildly imagining what the rotten things Lin Ye mentioned could possibly be.

Ma Xiaotiao, in Shrek Inner Court, also stopped what she was doing. The smile on her face vanished as her brows drew together slightly.

She had been in Shrek Inner Court for so long. Could there really be secrets she didn't know about?

For a time, every holder of a Diary copy connected to Shrek Academy was left restless and anxious by Lin Ye's half-finished words.

It was as if a stone hung in their hearts, neither up nor down. Their minds were filled with one question: just what rotten things did Shrek have?

After writing the last line in his Diary, Lin Ye stretched lazily in satisfaction.

In a few days, it would be time for him to set out for Shrek as arranged by the sect.

Lin Ye sighed softly and rubbed his brow.

Forget it. If he had to go, he had to go.

With the Diary as his cheat, even in that nest of trouble called Shrek, it wasn't as though he couldn't swagger around.