"Three true dragon eggs, with a century of cultivation before even hatching… what a windfall…"
Gu Yue peeked into a deep nest, eyes shining at the three golden-veined eggs resting quietly.
"One each! This is the great opportunity of Gu Yue Na's world—might even be the world's natal core treasure. You two are lucky to have me around."
This world was newly forming; lots of pure true dragons being spawned by the world, not birthed by mothers.
"Will taking them hurt the world's luck? Will Mom scold us?" Na'er worried.
"These three are likely to become rulers of this world…"
"Relax," Gu Yue patted her chest. "If something happens, I'll take the blame."
Loyalty, after all.
"Choose yours and contract it!"
"If we're late, these eggs might break through to millennium level. Once hatched, they'll be much harder to bond with…"
Yuanen Yehui picked an egg, but when she threw her Pokéball, it just dropped to the ground—no capture beam.
"Why can you guys contract them directly?" Yehui was dumbstruck at Gu Yue and Na'er's quick success.
"Because we both have true dragon blood—pure at that." Gu Yue shrugged.
For them, the Pokéball was just a contract vehicle; their bloodline maxed affinity instantly.
"So I need to build affinity?" Yehui realized.
Remembering the things she'd gone through, called Gu Yue their lord… it was all getting too crazy. Attending school with two dragon gods, caught between gods and supers, and now—about to inherit a true dragon.
It was like being the protagonist in a novel.
"Pretty much." Gu Yue and Na'er nodded.
"And now, while it's incubating, is the best time to build bonds—if you miss this, it'll be much harder afterward." Gu Yue said. "Like, clean the nest, talk to it, that kind of thing…"
A nondescript forge.
Su Wen reclined lazily on a bench, a multicolored crystal floating above his palm.
Through the prism, a microcosm could be seen—firewing dragons flying overhead…
"Oh, I'd forgotten about this." Su Wen clicked his tongue.
Watching Ning Tian ponder, he sighed. Not surprising, with Ning Fengzhi as his sire—no one's a fool in Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
Ten thousand years ago, Shrek set up portals by Elder Yi's invention; now, thanks to the Pokéball world, there was real-time intertimeline overlap.
"That's my Pokéball…" a belle's face appeared beside him, Gu Yue Na emerged, arm resting on his shoulder. "We both have absolute control over the Pokéball worlds—birth, death, even world-shaking. It's like being creation gods, with root-level code access."
So popping out a few true dragons was easy.
"Um…" Su Wen looked a bit uneasy.
Didn't you ask about these last night?
Even though Gu Yue Na had been half-asleep then…
"Stop right there."
Her pale hand covered his mouth, Gu Yue Na leaning in, the earlier resentment gone as she pressed closer, hand in his.
Red lips: "Some physical repayment—only then will I feel you mean it."
Su Wen twitched a smile.
Are all dragons like this?
Indeed—dragon nature…
With a resigned shake, he decided he might as well enjoy it. After all, to Gu Yue Na, three dragon eggs weren't a huge loss.
"Silver Dragon!"
Inside the cave, Gu Yue watched as the little creature hatched. Sure enough, in this nascent world, the true dragons in the eggs could be shaped pre-birth—one became a silver dragon.
This validated her suspicions.
No doubt, someone placed those eggs on purpose here for her.
Hands behind her back, she gently stroked the silver dragon hatchling—already four meters long at birth.
"So this is his gift to me?"
Na'er rolled her eyes from the side.
Gu Yue is always so mysterious—the classic tsundere, she thought.
She'd always act distant, while secretly longing to be cared for.
Na'er's own egg hatched a silver dragon. Hugging its head, she smiled blissfully.
"Daddy's gift? I love it~"
Roar~
A growl came from the side.
Yuanen Yehui was amazed: her egg hatched a dragon emanating deep darkness.
"This is...?"
"Dark Devil Dragon—even among dragons, extremely rare and top quality. You're set!" Gu Yue draped an arm over Yehui's shoulder.
"And it's a 10,000-year soul beast…" Yehui marvelled.
She'd formed a soul contract with a dragonling—a true dragon, and among the top ones at that.
Roar!!!
The dark devil dragon's cry rang through the world, with the two silver dragons following.
Their voices, though young, made many dragons bow instinctively.
"Born with a thousand years of cultivation!!!"
"Looks like everyone made a good haul…"
Mu Ling greeted the noisy students at the gate.
The new class's first opportunity—thanks to "those three." But the trio, including Yuanen Yehui, didn't realize that every "adventure" had already been orchestrated by Su Wen.
Having got their treasures, they were instructed:
"With the upcoming exchange with Shrek Academy, remember: you're the first class of Federal Spirit Pagoda Academy—go out there and put Shrek in its place!"
A few days passed.
Gu Yue, Na'er, Yehui, and Deep Crimson Mother steadily improved—even the weakest of them, Yehui, now kept up to standard.
Meanwhile, Deep Crimson Mother grew close to the group, her strength making her their unofficial tactical head.
The agreed date arrived; Shrek Academy's own prideful team, in dark green uniforms, entered the Spirit Pagoda Academy for the previously scheduled exchange.
The tension was thick.
"This time it's you leading? Where's Yun Ming?" From the stands, Qiangu Dongfang squinted at Feng Wuyu, somewhat surprised—had Shrek really fallen so far they sent the Forgemaster Guild Leader to represent them?
"They're busy…" Feng Wuyu answered expressionlessly.
The "spirit" innovation had sent shockwaves across the Federation, and it was obvious the Pagoda couldn't manage this alone. Who backed them… didn't need stating.
Shrek and the Pagoda, fire and ice, each now supported by a god. Even the exchange event itself was a proxy war.
Across the Federation, all eyes were on the result.
Was Shrek still the No.1 after this?
It all hinged on the "ordinary" exchange match.
Millions watched live. A defeat for Shrek would spell the beginning of disaster, if not ruin.
With Shrek and the Tang Sect beset on all sides, they were all out for blood, ready to vent it on their rivals.
But the Pagoda's supposed "spirits" would now be field-tested—everyone, especially Shrek, was keen to see what tricks lay behind the curtain.
"Heh, it's good to stay busy." Qiangu Dongfang smiled and signaled for the match to begin.
"We're all on the Young Talents List. Those guys over there only have a few. How are you going to compete with us?"
Upon seeing Yuanen Yehui, Le Zhengyu immediately taunted, with six others behind him: Xu Lizhi, Xie Xie, Tang Wulin, Xu Xiaoyan, Ye Xinglan, and a newly minted inner yard prodigy.
"Hmph! I'll protect Shrek's honor…" Ye Xinglan glared at the rivals.
Xu Lizhi chewed his bun, expression grave.
Xie Xie toyed with his blade, eyeing them playfully. "Wulin, how many moves will it take?"
"…Don't underestimate them," Tang Wulin stood center, eyes sharp, "This could decide Shrek's fate. If we lose..."
"Relax, they're just weaklings." Ye Xinglan looked arrogant.
Yet every member of their new team was supremely talented—the core of the next Shrek Seven. Their lineup was "galactic," as if ready for a national tournament.
"Can… can we win?" Fatty gulped. He'd meant to join Shrek, but his dad had sent him to the new academy instead.
He was talented and even ranked in the Young Talents List, but facing these Shrek "monsters," confidence faltered.
Even after rapid advancement at the new Academy, the old terror lingered.
"Scared, why?" Gu Yue rolled her eyes.
"With a dragon pet at our level, we get an immediate 30-40% boost in power—who's afraid of whom? Not like we're using battle armor yet…"
"Haha, so true…" Fatty nodded, tension easing a little.
"Boss, they've got rotation matches and team battle set up," Fatty wiped sweat; the others nodded.
In practice, when the trio's dragons appeared, even the other four's thousand-year dragon pets nearly passed out—such was the power gap.
In truth, four top horses, three middlings.
On the Shrek side—at least five top horses.
And one possessed the Golden Dragon Martial Soul, known to suppress dragons. How to assign players was critical.
"Ugh…" Gu Yue's face was blank, though her mind was racing.
"I'll handle tactics," Deep Crimson stepped in. Contracting a powerful devouring-type spirit, her "Devouring" power was regarded as one of their aces.
No one objected.
In the stands, Su Wen watched on with a smile.
"They sure get along."
"When will you capture Deep Crimson Mother? Don't let her escape…" Gu Yue Na's colorful eyes glinted coldly; she harbored a strange hostility for this woman.
"No rush… let's have some fun first," Su Wen smiled. "If their main boss comes to play house, treat her well—best if she signs a contract willingly."
"I want her Devour power—badly."
He'd met a soul beast with "devour" before, but weak.
Now he'd hunted it down again.
Devour was a godly talent.