Besides, Shrek Academy during the Peerless Tang Sect era was no saint, either.
Whether it only accepted monsters was debatable.
Heh, but it certainly refused ordinary people.
To join Shrek, meeting its talent requirements wasn't enough. You also needed a recommendation letter from a city-lord-level figure in one of the three great empires.
At first glance, reaching rank fifteen by twelve didn't seem like a high bar.
But why would a lofty city lord give you the time of day?
Forget fifteen-year-olds above rank twenty; weren't there children aged fifteen at ranks sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, and nineteen by the handful?
So anyone who could obtain a recommendation letter was bound to be no ordinary child.
Not only did their talent and strength have to be exceptional, but their background also had to be anything but simple.
In short, the vast majority of children from commoner families had no hope of entering this supreme institution on the Douluo Continent.
How laughable...
When Flender founded Shrek, it was precisely because he hated this aristocratic nonsense.
Ten thousand years later... the dragon slayer had finally become the wicked dragon.
Still, commoner Soul Masters were better off not going to Shrek.
Someone with decent talent might be nurtured as a promising contender at another academy, but at Shrek, they could only become Shrek Academy's backup.
Standing out was truly far too difficult.
Some would even be eliminated by Shrek.
Put simply, even when Shrek recruited students, it had to take only the cream of the crop.
As for the remaining dregs, let the various empires have them back.
"Heh, why think so much about it?"
"I'm not going there anyway."
Qin Xiao reined in his wandering thoughts.
Right now, he had something more important to do.
According to the original plot, Huo Yuhao's cheat