Chapter 100: Bibi Dong — Are You Trying to Sow Discord? Do You Have a Death Wish?
Inside the chat group.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: @Dad Douluo, you start a livestream at noon just to show us this?
[Dad Douluo]: Hehe, isn't this pretty interesting? The daily routine of elite education at Shrek Academy.
Not long after Ma Hongjun began stirring up trouble, Lin Qingmo casually livestreamed the whole scene to the group.
[Little Witch]: Pah! What elite? It's clearly three perverts gathered together: Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Oscar. They might as well rename themselves the "Shrek Three Scoundrels"!
[Big-Chested Kitty]: "Those who don't dare to cause trouble are mediocrities"? That line doesn't sit right with me. What Ah Qing said makes far more sense.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Hmph. If they keep provoking trouble like this, one day they'll kick an iron plate and won't even know how they died.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Is this how Flender teaches his students? The older he gets, the muddier-headed he becomes.
[Dad Douluo]: Actually, Flender isn't the worst. The one he's secretly in love with, Dean Liu Erlong, truly has a fiery temper—ruthless and decisive. Once she charges in, no one can hold her back.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Hah?!!
Bang!
The teacup in her hand shattered from sheer force, shards and water splashing across the floor.
Liu Erlong's eyes widened, her finger nearly poking through the virtual light screen.
Ah Qing was talking about her?
"My temper's bad? I charge in recklessly?"
Flames of anger shot straight to her head; she felt like her hair was about to stand on end.
"Lin Qingmo, are you itching for a beating?!"
Her first instinct was to barge into the chat group and drag that grinning brat out for a "serious discussion."
But Liu Erlong wasn't truly brainless.
Behind Lin Qingmo stood that mysterious Donghuang Douluo. She had some reservations.
And… if she thought about it carefully, her usual style did seem… somewhat… a little hot-blooded.
[Bingbing]: Tch. You people are so boring—scheming over trivial nonsense all day.
The Ice Empress lounged in an icy cavern of the far north, lazily flicking her tail.
In her eyes, humans possessed such extraordinary talent and opportunity, yet wasted it on petty interpersonal strife.
If it were her, she would have devoted herself entirely to becoming stronger and standing at the very pinnacle of the world.
"Why should people like this be the darlings of the world? How unfair."
[Ice and Snow Maiden]: Ah Qing, this place you're in now doesn't look like your previous academy.
The Snow Empress sharply noticed that the surrounding environment differed from the academy scenes Lin Qingmo usually shared.
[Dad Douluo]: Mm. We've traveled out. Heading to the Star Dou Forest to hunt soul beasts.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: You brat, are you finally getting your fourth soul ring?
[Dad Douluo]: Not me. Oscar just broke through Rank 30.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Hah? Then what about your own fourth soul ring?
[Little Witch]: Oh, right! Ah Qing still hasn't obtained his fourth soul ring. Planning to hunt one while you're there?
[Dad Douluo]: My master said she'll arrange it for me soon. Told me not to worry.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: Tsk. Your master really dotes on you.
[The Pope Herself]: Isn't it a good thing to have such a master?
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: It is, but this is a little excessive. I'm starting to suspect Ah Qing might be Donghuang Douluo's long-lost son.
[Bingbing]: Hehe. Or perhaps there's some ulterior motive. When has heaven ever dropped treasures for free? @Dad Douluo, I'd advise you to be careful—don't end up being eaten without even bones left~
The Ice Empress wasn't offering genuine advice; she simply found Lin Qingmo annoying and wanted to make things harder for him.
High above in the clouds, cloaked in black, Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly.
A trace of icy killing intent flickered across her violet gaze before vanishing just as quickly.
Sowing discord?
These two had quite the nerve.
Though… what they said wasn't entirely wrong.
How could she possibly treat Ah Qing well for no reason?
She did want to "devour" him—skin, flesh, and bone alike.
Only… not quite in the way they imagined.
Suddenly, Bibi Dong found herself curious about how her always carefree little disciple would respond.
[The Pope Herself]: @Dad Douluo, Ah Qing, what do you think?
"Ah Qing!"
Beside the Ice Fire Yin Yang Well, Ah Yin stared nervously at the chat interface, her leaves trembling though there was no wind.
She feared Lin Qingmo might say even half a wrong word and anger the unpredictable Bibi Dong, who secretly bullied him.
[Dad Douluo]: I think my master's kindness toward me is genuine. Even if one day there's something more to it, I'll remember this affection. As for the rest… We'll deal with it when the time comes.
Lin Qingmo scratched his head after sending the message.
In truth, he understood perfectly well.
This so-called "Donghuang Douluo" master existed beyond his understanding; she had already disrupted the original storyline entirely.
Liu Erlong and the Ice Empress weren't necessarily wrong.
But so what?
The benefits he received and the warmth he felt were both real.
If one day that kindness required a price, he would face it calmly.
At worst... he would deal with it as it came…
"Such a foolish boy."
High in the sky, Bibi Dong's lips curved slightly, warmth genuinely rippling through her eyes.
That unvarnished trust was like sudden winter sunlight shining into her heart.
She gazed down toward the border town Lin Qingmo's group had just entered, her expression tender.
"Since you speak so sweetly, your master will find you the most fitting fourth soul ring."
Her black robe fluttered as her figure silently merged into the clouds.
In truth, after sending Lin Qingmo back to Shrek, she had never truly left.
She had followed him like a shadow.
She had even witnessed his intimate flower-giving moment with Xiao Wu.
Yet she merely watched, restraining the impulse to rush in and strangle Xiao Wu.
Because she knew that would cause Ah Qing to hate her.
Fortunately, she had been the first to obtain Ah Qing.
As for Xiao Wu… Hmph. She was nothing more than Ah Qing's pet.
Not long after the people from Blue Sunshine Academy departed—
Heavy footsteps echoed down the stairs.
Zhao Wuji descended slowly from the second floor, hands clasped behind his back.
He had been drinking upstairs, leisurely observing everything that happened below.
The moment Ma Hongjun saw Zhao Wuji, it was as if a drowning man had spotted a lifeline; his eyes lit up.
He sprang from his seat and rushed forward with surprising speed for his build.
His face instantly shifted into a mixture of grievance and indignation as he pointed toward Lin Qingmo and Tang San.
"Teacher Zhao! Teacher Zhao, you're finally here! You have to judge this fairly!"
His voice was deliberately loud.
"Just now, the people from Blue Sunshine Academy bullied us and provoked Shrek Academy. But Lin Qingmo and Tang San? As members of the Shrek Seven Devils, they just sat there and did nothing!"
"That's cowardice! Betrayal! They don't deserve to be part of the Shrek Seven Devils!"
He spoke with spittle flying.
He even shot subtle glances at Dai Mubai and Oscar, urging them to back him up.
Dai Mubai opened his mouth.
But recalling Zhu Zhuqing's icy stare earlier and noticing Ning Rongrong's frown, he swallowed his words.
Oscar lowered his head, pretending not to see Ma Hongjun's signals.
End of Chapter