Now Was the Time to Cultivate

"The first thing I'm doing here."

"Is expelling that student who drinks!"

Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang stood before Flender.

His tone brooked no argument.

Flender looked troubled.

His gaze kept drifting toward Lu Ning, who stood nearby holding a Wine Gourd, unsure what to do.

He was the greatest genius since Shrek's founding.

Now Yu Xiaogang had only just arrived.

And already wanted to expel that greatest genius.

Flender did not even know how to begin persuading him otherwise.

Lu Ning took a long swig from his Wine Gourd, watching the spectacle with an amused look.

Originally, he had just been scrolling through videos in bed.

By chance, he came across a video about transmigrating to the Douluo Continent and choosing four out of five options.

[Option one: alcohol]

[Ability: awaken the Wine Gourd Martial Soul. Drinking allows you to enter an automatic cultivation state. The higher the quality of the alcohol consumed, the faster your Soul Power Level increases.]

[Option two: lust]

[Ability: indulging in lust allows you to improve yourself. Each indulgence increases the age of all Soul Rings by one hundred years and raises your Soul Power Level by half a level.]

[Option three: wealth]

[Ability: randomly obtain a heaven-bestowed Soul Ring or a Soul Bone over ten thousand years old at regular intervals, with an extremely small chance of obtaining a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. All Soul Rings and Soul Bones obtained can be given to others.]

[Option four: anger]

[Ability: awaken a Sword Martial Soul. Kill one man every ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles. All attributes increase by 300% when enraged.]

[Option five: loyalty]

[Ability: companions you befriend cultivate faster.]

Lu Ning decisively chose 1, 2, 3, and 4.

Alcohol was Pleasure Dew, lust was Heart-Soothing Beauty, wealth was the Enterprise Foundation, and anger was the Advancement Tide!

Now was the time to cultivate!

The moment he posted his comment.

Lu Ning arrived on the Douluo Continent.

Flender picked him up and brought him back to Shrek Academy.

He cultivated with the help of these four cheats.

At just twelve years old, he had reached level 39 Soul Elder, a height no Shrek student had ever attained, just one step short of graduation.

Now.

Because Tang San had enrolled.

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang had also arrived here.

The moment he opened his mouth.

He demanded that Lu Ning, a student who spent every day drinking and making merry, be expelled.

To set the academy's standards straight!

"Xiaogang."

"Listen to me."

"Lu Ning may drink, but he's never let it interfere with his classes or cultivation."

"His drinking... that's a flaw in his Martial Soul!"

"It's not his nature!"

Flender wanted to plead Lu Ning's case.

He had raised Lu Ning since he was little.

Besides, he was still so young.

How could they simply throw him out?

"Hmph!"

Yu Xiaogang refused to listen.

"There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters!"

"What's the difference between a Soul Master who needs to drink to cultivate and a piece of trash?"

"Alcohol is poison that rots the gut!"

"How does he look anything like a student?"

Flender was momentarily at a loss for words.

Not only did Lu Ning drink, he often sneaked out with Ma Hongjun.

If they went by Yu Xiaogang's reasoning.

Then Lu Ning would also have to bear the charge that "lust is a blade that scrapes the bones!"

Flender lowered his eyes.

He did not know what to say.

Beside him, Lu Ning lowered his Wine Gourd, somewhat tipsy.

"Grandmaster."

"You say it's wrong for me to drink."

"But at the very least, a disciple you've taught should beat me, or you should defeat me yourself."

"Then your argument would carry some weight."

"Otherwise."

"Aren't you just talking out of your fucking ass?"

The moment Lu Ning finished speaking.

Ma Hongjun, standing in the crowd, immediately covered his mouth and snickered.

Even Flender turned his face away.

Afraid Yu Xiaogang would see his smile.

Lu Ning might not seem very serious.

But compared to Yu Xiaogang, a Soul Master who had broken past fifty years of age without reaching level 30, whose Martial Soul even used farting as its means of attack, he was more than a cut above.

There was even less need to compare him with Tang San.

Tang San had only just broken through to the Soul Elder realm.

He could not compare at all to an established Soul Elder like Lu Ning.

"You!"

"I admit you have some talent!"

Grandmaster's face turned livid.

"But drinking and making merry is nothing but a waste of your talent!"

"My disciple may not be your equal at present."

"But in the long run, he will certainly surpass you!"

Yu Xiaogang surveyed the situation.

He had intended to find a troublemaker and make an example of him upon arriving at Shrek Academy.

But he had never expected to pick the wrong person.

Now, almost no one present supported him.

Even Tang San.

Could find nothing to say at that moment.

"We can talk about whether he'll surpass me later."

"Right now, you don't seem qualified to expel me, do you?"

"If one day you or your prized disciple surpasses me, we can talk then."

Lu Ning put away his Wine Gourd and walked drunkenly toward his room.

Yu Xiaogang stood rooted to the spot, clenching his fists.

His teeth were tightly gritted.

"Fine!"

"Starting today."

"You needn't attend any of my classes!"

"One year! If my disciple surpasses you within one year, you'll get the hell out of Shrek Academy!"

"Not in Soul Power, but in real life-and-death combat!"

Without stopping, Lu Ning raised a hand and gave him a thumbs-up, accepting the challenge.

Having Tang San fight him in life-and-death combat within a year.

Wasn't that like pressing one's face against Luo Sanpao's ass-hoping to feast on farts?

Watching Lu Ning's retreating back.

Flender suppressed his smile and composed his expression.

"Xiaogang."

"Lu Ning really is very strong."

"You've only just arrived, so you don't understand the situation."

"We don't need to worry about his growth at all. He even helped Xiao Ao and Fatty hunt for their Soul Rings."

Yu Xiaogang could not take in any advice at that moment.

His eyes were fixed firmly on Tang San.

"Xiao San."

"One year. Surpass that rotten drunk!"

Hearing those words, Tang San felt his scalp prickle.

When his father lived in Holy Soul Village, he had likewise drunk heavily every day.

The villagers had likewise called him a rotten drunk.

Now that Grandmaster was using that same name for Lu Ning, Tang San immediately felt uncomfortable.

But as Grandmaster's only disciple.

Tang San still nodded.

"Yes, Teacher."

"I'll do my best."

Ma Hongjun and the others stood to the side, watching coldly.

Had this Grandmaster not been the dean's close friend, they would certainly have said something nasty.

It was bad enough that he had come uninvited.

Yet he wanted to expel Lu Ning as soon as he arrived.

Wasn't he just having a little drink?

Which student at Shrek Academy didn't have a few problems?

Even the dean was miserly to the bone.

The upper beam was already crooked, yet he still expected the lower beams to stand perfectly straight?

"What are you all staring at?"

"Go back and rest."

"The seven of you start classes tomorrow morning!"

Yu Xiaogang wore an unfriendly expression.

He spoke as he looked at the disgruntled crowd before him.

Everyone scattered.

Ma Hongjun ran the fastest.

He rushed back to the dormitory.

And tugged at Lu Ning, who had just lain down.

"Brother Ning! You're really going to sleep?"

"After putting up with so much today, you've got to unwind properly tonight!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes darted about.

He was not thinking entirely of Lu Ning's interests.

"Fatty."

"Don't bother him."

"Someone just tried to slaughter him as the chicken to scare the monkeys today."

"If you drag him out prowling the alleys, that farting Grandmaster might find another excuse to expel him."

Dai Mubai, who had followed behind, pushed the door open and came in as well.