Wu Changkong worked fairly quickly, and the principal was naturally overjoyed to hear that Qing Linyun was also a student of Shrek Academy.
Since he was only going to be a teaching assistant, there was no way the principal would refuse.
After all, Shrek Academy's reputation spoke for itself.
Ever since Tang San became a god, Shrek Academy had never lost its title as the continent's number-one Soul Master Academy. Over twenty thousand years, that title had long since sunk deep into the heart of everyone on Douluo Continent.
The logic behind it was easy enough to understand. The title of the continent's number-one academy carried prestige in itself, and that prestige allowed Shrek to gather a group of the very best geniuses.
And what mattered on Douluo Continent? Bloodline inheritance. Basically, if your ancestors didn't have a good Martial Soul bloodline, you could forget about becoming a genius.
This also showed just how deeply rooted bloodline theory was on Douluo Continent.
It really was a case of a tiger's son ruling the mountains and forests, while a mouse's son had to dig holes.
After this new generation of geniuses was brainwashed by Shrek, they would support Shrek all the more. Then their descendants, or geniuses born from mutations among commoners, would also join Shrek.
And so it was passed down, generation after generation, for a full twenty thousand years.
Along the way, there were also top experts like Spirit Ice Douluo to further bolster the academy's prestige.
By the time of Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King, Shrek's glory had reached a peak, and its network and influence were just as terrifying.
Could you believe it?
From the government at the top to the military and the common people below, Shrek had people at every key junction in every sector. Was the Federation ruling Shrek, or was Shrek controlling the Federation in another way?
Of course, at least before Shrek Academy's destruction, no one dared say Shrek was in the wrong.
What? You actually dare say Shrek are Celestial Dragons? You're asking for a beating! We of Shrek have shed blood and risked our lives for Douluo Continent! What gives you the right to say that?
When Qing Linyun had read the original story, he'd had just one impression of Shrek: What kind of parasite organization is this? It's disgusting.
But after transmigrating and gaining a core position in Shrek, Qing Linyun had just one thought: This is fucking sweet!
How had Qing Linyun been able to set up a Soul Spirit company? During the initial accumulation of resources, why had anyone been willing to believe he could make Soul Spirits?
It was all because Qing Linyun carried a label: disciple of a core elder of the Sea God Pavilion.
A person whose talent Yun Ming had personally acknowledged.
With that label attached, every faction close to Shrek was willing to give Qing Linyun a chance.
After all, even if Qing Linyun failed, wouldn't the kid remember the favor once he grew up?
It was only a few hundred million either way, a mere trifle. In the eyes of the major factions and those small families, investing it in a future top expert was one hell of a bargain!
At the time, a trend had even sprung up within Shrek itself: people lined up to give Qing Linyun money, terrified of missing their chance to latch onto this future powerhouse.
Zhuo Shi and the others had stepped in and put a stop to it. Otherwise, Qing Linyun wouldn't have missed out on several divine artifacts.
Even hostile factions like the Spirit Pagoda had chosen to give Qing Linyun a wide berth after hearing about him early on, rather than take action to suppress him.
Of course, they hadn't expected Qing Linyun to actually produce a corresponding method for making Soul Spirits. By the time they wanted to suppress him later on, Qing Linyun had already succeeded, and it was too late.
"All right, I've taken care of it for you. From now on, come to class with me and be my teaching assistant."
"Oh, right, your dorm room is to the right of mine. You can go out and buy whatever else you need today."
Wu Changkong handed Qing Linyun an identity badge marking him as a teacher. Qing Linyun took it and nodded.
"Okay, senior brother. I understand."
"Mm, they've already finished school for today."
"Oh, right, I know a good restaurant in Eastsea City. Come with me."
There was a trace of awkwardness and discomfort in Wu Changkong's voice as he said this.
Clearly, it had been a long time since he'd invited someone to eat with him like this.
"Okay, senior brother. Let me put my things down first."
Qing Linyun naturally noticed Wu Changkong's awkwardness too. He smiled and agreed.
Without realizing it, the two had already reached the teachers' dormitory building.
Wu Changkong nodded and watched Qing Linyun head upstairs.
Qing Linyun arrived at his room, inserted the key, and pushed the door open. The furnishings and layout were much the same as Wu Changkong's place.
Three bedrooms, a living room, and two bathrooms.
It was a fairly nice place.
It had basically all the appliances he needed, so Qing Linyun didn't have to go out and buy them.
Although Qing Linyun didn't really know what Eastsea Academy's finances were like, he felt that the academy probably didn't have many rooms like this.
Qing Linyun took a quick look around and nodded, reasonably satisfied.
This place was clearly inferior to the several homes he had at Shrek Academy, let alone the one Qing Linyun lived in on Sea God Island. That house was made from the Golden Tree.
Looking at the distant sky, Qing Linyun remembered something else. He took out his soul communicator and made a call.
"Hello? Lingling, it's Linyun."
"Linyun? Boss, how are things going over there?"
"Things are all right here."
"Oh, right, how's production of the healing potion going over there?"
"It's just about finished, but it still needs testing. What's wrong, boss? Are you hurt?"
There was a note of anxious concern in Ye Lingling's voice.
"No, nothing like that. I have a friend here who needs it, so I wanted to ask if you'd finished making it."
Qing Linyun explained.
"A friend? I bet it's you, boss, isn't it? Should I have Na Nali go over there right now? Are you all right, boss?"
After giving it a little thought, Ye Lingling completely misunderstood.
She thought it really was that classic opening: "I have a friend."
Qing Linyun frowned, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"No, it's my senior brother. An Evil Soul Master seriously injured him years ago, and his old injuries still haven't healed. If your medicine is ready, hurry and send me a batch in Eastsea City."
"You spend all day letting your imagination run wild. Honestly, do you really think your boss is a complete idiot?"
Qing Linyun grumbled casually.
"All right."
"Okay, that's it, then."
Qing Linyun ended the call and looked down at Wu Changkong, who was leaning against a large tree.
The formula for this medicine was one he'd obtained from the system store before. Its healing effects were fairly powerful, and according to the system, it worked even better on injuries inflicted by Evil Soul Masters.
It could also cleanse the meridians and purge the marrow, making it quite suitable for Wu Changkong.
While he'd been with Wu Changkong just now, Qing Linyun had also used his spiritual power to roughly scan his physical condition and found that his injuries were quite serious.
An Evil Soul Master's Evil Qi had entered his body and blocked some of his meridians, even clogging crucial Soul Power nodes. That was why Wu Changkong still hadn't broken through to Soul Saint after all this time.
After all, once Wu Changkong's old injuries had healed in the original story, he'd taken only a few years to break through from Soul Saint all the way to a rank 98 Super Douluo. The speed was simply jaw-dropping.