Zhongli Wu: Sounding out Shrek; Tang San: Please take me as your disciple, Xuan Zi! (Two chapters, six thousand words)

"Shrek really is a treasure trove for our Holy Spirit Cult."

At the Holy Spirit Cult's headquarters.

Zhongli Wu roared with laughter.

"Indeed." Second Elder Nangong Wan hurriedly chimed in with a fawning smile. "Saintess Xiaotao was also Shrek's saintess, whom we found at Shrek Academy. And Saintess Xiaoya is a Tang Sect Orphan. Supposedly, without His Highness the Holy Son's intervention, she would have joined Shrek Academy as well."

"I just wonder... whether Shrek Academy has any other students suited to our Holy Spirit Cult." Zhongli Wu stroked his chin, looking thoughtful.

Nangong Wan's mouth twitched.

Seriously, Cult Leader, are you really treating Shrek as a talent market? Somewhere to restock every so often?

Still, it was understandable. After all, this operation to abduct Ma Xiaotao had gone far more smoothly than expected, exposing Shrek Academy as an impressive facade with little behind it.

Although Mu En had intervened, catching them off guard with the presence of a Limit Douluo.

They had to remember, however, that they had been nowhere near deploying their true strength.

Otherwise, the Dragon Emperor Douluo or Grand Elder Ye alone would have been more than Shrek could handle.

After all, while fighting Mu En, Zhongli Wu had sensed his decline. Though he forced himself to fight with the power of a Limit Douluo, he was rotten beneath the fine exterior. During their clash, Zhongli Wu could clearly feel that his strength no longer matched his will.

After returning, Zhongli Wu had asked his mother and learned about Mu En's existence.

That hidden history had surfaced as well. To his delight, his guess had been right: Mu En had suffered devastating injuries back then. Though he was a Limit Douluo, his foundations had been damaged, and everyone had mistakenly assumed he had died long ago.