Shrek Turned Away Again, Encountered Liu Erlong

The people around His Highness the Holy Son are extraordinary. Their vision and demeanor are something even this old poison master, who has lived most of his life, admires.

Meanwhile, at the other end of Heaven Dou City, in front of the Ye Family.

The Ye Family is the oldest healing-type Soul Master family in Heaven Dou City. Although their mansion is not as magnificent as that of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it is still simple and elegant. Two thousand-year-old Ginkgo trees in front of the gate have lush branches and leaves, providing a cool shade.

Ye Qingfeng was about to leave.

He and Dugu Bo had been close friends for many years. A while ago, he heard that Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Poison had been cured by the Spirit Hall Saint Son, and that his Soul Power had even broken through to level 92. He was genuinely happy for his old friend and planned to pay a visit to congratulate him today.

As soon as I stepped over the threshold, I saw four uninvited guests standing outside the door.

Three middle-aged people and one teenager.

The three middle-aged men had bruises and welts on their faces. Although the swelling had subsided considerably, the bruises were still quite noticeable and looked rather comical.

The boy had delicate features, but his eyes were unusually calm for his age.

"You are the head of the Ye Family?"

Flender pushed up his glasses and forced a flattering smile. The man in front of him, Ye Qingfeng, was a level 79 Soul Saint, just half a step away from becoming Soul Douluo. He was quite a figure in the Heaven Dou City.

"I am Flender, the Dean Shrek Academy."

"I have long admired the name of the Ye Family. I have taken the liberty of visiting Ye Family today to request your assistance in treating one of my students, who is suffering from internal Evil Fire— "

Ye Qingfeng raised his hand to interrupt him, his gaze sweeping over the three faces, which were covered in bruises, and a cold smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"So you're from Shrek Academy."

Ye Qingfeng's tone turned cold.

"I have known Dugu Bo for many years, and I have heard about your affair long ago."

I've heard about your college's philosophy.

Soul Master who never causes trouble is not a good Soul Master.

"That student of yours ruined himself because he was too much of a troublemaker, right?"

Flender's smile froze on his face.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's expressions changed simultaneously, while Zhao Wuji's face turned bright red.

"Our Ye Family has upheld the ancestral motto of practicing medicine and helping the needy for generations, and we have never wanted to have anything to do with people of bad character."

Ye Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, his tone low but each word sharp as a needle.

"What you've done is this: first, you harassed a respectable woman in Suotuo City and got your Evil Fire extinguished; then you went to Skywater City to ambush two young girls and tried to kidnap them."

Instead of setting a good example for students, the teacher led them to misbehave.

"I, Ye Qingfeng, feel that even glancing at someone like that would tarnish my family's reputation."

He pointed towards the door, his tone resolute:

"Get out of the Ye Family immediately. Don't make me call someone to kick you out."

Tang San's face turned pale and then red, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The hem of Yu Xiaogang's gray robe fluttered in the wind. He opened his mouth as if to argue, but swallowed the words back down.

Flender couldn't even manage a forced smile; the bruises on his old face were particularly glaring, as if he were showing everyone Shrek's pathetic state on behalf of his master.

The hustle and bustle of the Heaven Dou City market could be heard in the distance, Ginkgo leaves rustled in the wind.

Ye Qingfeng stood inside the threshold, watching the four people turn around like stray dogs and slink away from the Ye Family. He snorted coldly, turned around with a flick of his sleeve, and didn't even let them in the door.

"Damn the Ye Family! Damn Dugu Bo!"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, his face ashen.

"How did Poison Douluo also know about this?"

He simply couldn't understand it.

How could Ye Qingfeng of Heaven Dou City know so much about what happened in Suotuo City, which is so far away? And where did Dugu Bo find out?

When did Shrek's reputation get so bad?

No one could answer his question.

Flender covered his face, his bruised lips twitching, while Zhao Wuji remained silent.

Tang San walked at the back of the group, without saying a word.

After being beaten up in Skywater City, the four of them were then verbally abused and forced to leave the Ye Family's gate. Their frustration and anger were stuck in their hearts with nowhere to vent, so they could only slink along the streets of Heaven Dou City aimlessly.

Just then, a voluptuous woman in a long, bright red dress walked across the street.

With her bold strides and fiery figure, her long hair casually tied back, she was none other than Liu Erlong.

The three of them stopped in their tracks at the same time.

Yu Xiaogang stood there stunned, Zhao Wuji opened his mouth and then closed it again, Flender pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, his fingers trembling slightly.

The once-renowned Golden Triangle of Soul Master World reunited under these circumstances.

Liu Erlong still looked somewhat haggard, while Yu Xiaogang and Flender were covered in bruises and looked utterly disheveled.

The three looked at each other, none of them speaking first. Past grudges and affections surged in the silence, finally turning into a sigh from who-knows-who.

Liu Erlong led everyone back to the Blue Tyrant Academy.

Although the academy's reception room was not as grand as that of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, it was still spacious and bright.

After everyone was seated, they started talking before they even had a chance to drink their tea.

Flender recounted in detail Ma Hongjun's injuries, his experiences in Skywater City, and the Ye Family's refusal to open the door to him.

Yu Xiaogang added from the side, Tang San occasionally chimed in, mentioning Ye Qingfeng's words, "It's shameful to communicate with such a person," which even made Liu Erlong frown.

"You brought this on yourselves because you couldn't find medical help."

Liu Erlong took a sip of tea, her tone utterly impolite, "But since you've come to my Blue Tyrant Academy, stay here for now. We'll figure out another way to treat Ma Hongjun's injuries later."

Flender thanked him repeatedly, then asked, "Erlong, you just said you encountered that Saint Son? And you were defeated by him?"

Upon hearing the mention of the Saint Son, Liu Erlong's expression instantly became extremely complicated.

She put down her teacup, her fingers unconsciously stroking the rim, and remained silent for several seconds before speaking.

"That Saint Son is named Fang Fan."

Tang San suddenly looked up.

He had heard the name Fang Fan before.

Xiao Wu mentioned it outside Suotuo City, saying that the boy's eyes frightened her.

Oscar said that Ma Hongjun was crippled by that boy named Fang Fan.

Dai Mubai once said that Fang Fan, with his arm around Zhu Zhuqing's waist, forced her to say that "the White Tiger Martial Soul is a low-level mixed-blood dog."

"Based on your age, he's Level 66 Soul Emperor with Spirit Ring Configuration. His Martial Soul is an Ink-Blue Giant Tiger, so powerful that even Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword can't suppress it."

With each sentence Liu Erlong spoke, the expressions on the faces of everyone present changed.

"He broke Tian Heng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul with one move, and then shattered my Martial Soul Avatar with another."

From beginning to end, it only took two moves.

The reception room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Flender's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air.

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, his mouth agape but no sound came out.

Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed deeply.

Soul Emperor defeating Soul Saint in a single move—this combat power completely surpasses the Soul Master theoretical system he has spent half his life researching.

Tang San's hands clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Such a young Soul Emperor, Level 66.

He was twelve years old and in his thirties.

He had always been proud of his talent, but now he deeply understood what the gap meant.