Zhang Lexuan: I'm back!

"Base score, out of 100; tactical score, out of 50..."

The referees exchanged glances and unanimously awarded the score full marks.

For a genius of this caliber, it's beyond their comprehension. At around eleven years old, Soul Ancestor, and with a fourth Soul Ring that's already a hundred thousand years old—this is practically the future pillar of the Shrek Academy, the golden beam that holds up the sea!

Even his eyes seemed to hold a hint of intensity.

This is a genius from the Shrek Academy! He will surely shine brightly at the Continental Soul Master Academy Tournament a year from now!

"Hehe..." Yan Shaozhe walked out with a smile, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and exuding the air of a refined, scholarly gentleman. "I originally wanted to temper your will, so that your path to adulthood wouldn't be so smooth. After all, remember that early success is a great misfortune in one's life..."

"Dean, I understand, I understand everything..." Lu Cheng chuckled. "This is the academy's way of training my mind."

"Hahahaha." Yan Shaozhe's joy intensified, and his inexplicable prejudice against the boy diminished considerably.

Just as he was about to make empty promises to Lu Cheng, a fierce aura surged from the other side of the Great Beast Dueling Arena, scorching and powerful. It was also a fire-attribute Soul Master, no... Titled Douluo.

He is also the owner of this venue, Gong Changlong.

"Yan Shaozhe, what are you doing showing off in my Great Beast Dueling Arena! Do you think raising Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is free? Just because you're the dean of the Martial Soul Department doesn't mean you can act like a tyrant?!"

An old man dressed in coarse linen clothes, with short red hair and a burly build, roared and grabbed Yan Shaozhe by the collar as soon as he came up.

"Hehe, Elder Gong, it wasn't me who did it..." Yan Shaozhe with a wry smile.

"Bullshit! Besides you, who else here could exert this level of bloodline suppression on Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? All the other Soul Beast under ten thousand years old in my arena are already soiling themselves and have fainted from fright. You'll have to pay for this cleanup!"

It really wasn't me.

"Who was that? Don't tell me it was one of the trainees in today's assessment who killed this ten-thousand-year-old Blazing Fire Rhinoceros with unparalleled strength." Elder Gong grew increasingly furious.

"Director, Director..." A staff member rushed over and whispered a few words in Gong Changlong's ear.

Gong Changlong's expression gradually turned astonished, blank, and stiff as he looked at Lu Cheng beside him.

"That's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!" Ning Cong exclaimed excitedly as he surrounded Lu Cheng.

"Hmm," Lu Cheng said nonchalantly.

Facing the almost fanatical, worshipful, and infatuated gazes of the Shrek students on both sides, even the noble princesses or beautiful aristocratic daughters could not help but send flirtatious glances to Lu Cheng. He was so handsome and so incredibly strong, and his towering spirit and the fact that he could defeat a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast made their legs go weak.

No one can resist this extreme visual impact.

Especially these girls who are going through puberty.

Yu Linglong slumped into his chair, watching the departing figure. His back was already soaked with sweat. It turned out that guy had never considered him an opponent from the beginning...

Lu Cheng, of course, had no time to ponder the psychology of this group of people.

Having dealt with Yan Shaozhe's series of empty promises and resolved Mother Jiang's crisis, he completely severed his last ties with the Shrek Academy. Now, he's just waiting for Zhang Lexuan to return before making any further plans...

Let's improve our strength first.

There are still about six months until the start of next year's new school year. At least until then... I need to use Jiaojiao, this giant power bank, to advance to Soul King in one fell swoop.

Next year will truly be a star-studded year.

And... Electrolux and the giant bug.

Sun Moon Empire.

In a remote town.

A woman wearing a dark green cloak and a mask was sitting leisurely in a tavern, drinking sweet and mellow Sun and Sun Moon Wine.

The woman picked up her wine glass, lightly touched it with her red lips, and a hint of intoxication and lingering affection unconsciously flashed in her eyes.

She was retracing his steps.

In his memory, he joined the Holy Spirit Cult and lived here for nearly ten years. In this filthy, Evil place that could easily drive a normal person mad, he endured a life of compromise and hardship for almost ten years.

Does she hate it?

Perhaps...

But she only hated the other party for acting on their own initiative, and hated that she wasn't the one who died that night. Her deep-seated hatred for Mu En almost made her reveal her anger after she woke up, but fortunately it was only for a moment and was not noticed.

But what exactly is the relationship between dreams and reality?

Could it be... that the truth behind the massacre of her family was truly the work of Mu En? That kind old man from her past memories, the one who helped her take revenge?

Memories and dreams intertwined, and after carefully searching her memories, she did indeed discover something unusual. In the last remaining memory of her childhood, the other party seemed to be Evil Soul Master, and her mother blocked her body in front of the cabinet, covering her mouth.

In her eyes, this was almost a major flaw.

Not to mention that she was only Soul Grandmaster at the time, and it was impossible for her to conceal her aura. The opponent could easily slaughter her entire family, so he must be at least Soul Saint level expert...

Why wasn't she discovered?!

She didn't believe those ruthless killers would be kind enough to let her go.

Then there's probably only one possibility.

She was the ultimate target that night.

In my memory, Mu En's methods were laid bare, and behind him were even powerful figures like Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui colluding with him. If it weren't for my extraordinary talent, which led me to personally enter the game and die as the price, I wouldn't have been able to reap the benefits and eliminate these three Limit Douluo.

But in this life...

Zhang Lexuan's eyes gradually hardened, and she gently exhaled a puff of white mist. "Brother, don't worry, Lexuan is no longer that delicate little girl. I can stand on my own now."

"I will find out the truth, and then I will kill these guys one by one."

"But brother."

The beautiful woman's voice was somewhat hoarse again. "Where are you in this life...?"

Under the guise of missions, she has spent the past two years traveling throughout almost half of the Sun Moon Empire, searching for the hideouts of various Evil Soul Master and investigating Lu Cheng's whereabouts.

But they still came up empty-handed.

It's as if this person never existed.

I left the tavern.

She casually dealt with a few burly men who were following her, their eyes filled with lust. Standing on the eaves of a rooftop, she removed her turban, revealing her stunningly beautiful face under the moonlight. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. A dark shadow flew down from the sky and landed on her shoulder a few seconds later.

It was a small, pale blue bird with a crumpled piece of paper tied to its leg.

"This is... a letter from Xiaotao?"

Zhang Lexuan's eyes looked slightly better.

The college has sent people to urge her to return several times, but she has consistently made excuses.

But Xiaotao... has the same experience as her.

She crumpled the paper in her delicate hands, glanced at its contents casually, and was about to destroy it.

But his expression suddenly froze.

Her body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning, her gaze fixed on the crumpled paper.

"Find Lu Cheng and return immediately!"