Chapter 16 Shrek Academy
Outside the gates of Shrek Academy.
It was less of a gate and more of a dilapidated village entrance.
A rotten wooden sign that read "Shrek Academy" hung on a tree, swaying in the wind as if it might fall down and hit someone at any moment.
Long queues formed at the registration desk, with countless parents bringing their children to register.
"The registration fee is ten gold soul coins. Put it in the box."
The elderly man in charge of registration sat lazily behind the table, not even lifting his eyelids.
A boy excitedly handed over the money and held out his hand.
The old man pinched his bone age, then asked him to release his martial soul, and then waved his hand.
"Not up to standard. Next one."
"What? It's not up to standard? Then what about my ten gold soul coins...?"
"Once registered, no refunds will be given," the old man said firmly.
"You're ripping me off! Give me my money back! Otherwise, I'm not leaving!"
The parent immediately panicked and shouted loudly, "These ten gold soul coins are hard-earned money that we have to save up for a long time by being frugal!"
They thought that after paying the money, they would at least have a place to study.
How could they accept that their child would be sent away just because he said he didn't meet the requirements?
"Is someone causing trouble?"
Dai Mubai jumped down from the tree, a cold glint flashing in his evil eyes. His level 37 Soul Elder aura erupted instantly, directly blasting the parent away.
"Want a refund? Beat me."
The student's parent, lying on the ground, clutched his chest in pain, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted.
In front of his child, he forced himself to suppress the urge to vomit blood.
The student quickly helped his father up.
"Father, are you alright?"
He turned and glared angrily at Dai Mubai.
"You've gone too far."
Dai Mubai, completely unconcerned, rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
"The strong should humiliate the weak. If you're not convinced, come and beat me."
Upon seeing the terrifying Soul Master, the crowd that had been about to cause trouble instantly fell silent.
These were the rules of Shrek Academy.
Might makes right.
The student, with his frail body, used all his strength to support his father, who had difficulty even walking.
Seeing this scene reminded Ye Liuyun of some things.
They rip people off with registration fees, bully others, and claim they're incompetent for not daring to cause trouble...
He seemed to remember that, as a test of their strength, the students of Shrek Academy had attacked a female Soul King in the city.
The female Soul King held back her power at every turn for fear of hurting the children.
But the Shrek Seven Devils were all ruthless.
After attracting the city guards, Tang San feigned innocence, saying that how could a group of children possibly be a match for a Soul King?
The city guards thought it made sense, so they took the female Soul King away to be punished.
This female Soul King was utterly innocent.
Such a scoundrel was the ultimate victor.
It was truly unfair.
However, Ye Liuyun also knew that he was outnumbered and weak and could not change this distorted world.
Besides, he was lazy and didn't want to touch anything troublesome.
Ye Liuyun took a step forward, clearly stepping out of the queue for registration.
But he still thought that teaching Dai Mubai a lesson wouldn't be too much trouble.
Ye Liuyun twisted his wrist with a displeased expression and glared at Dai Mubai.
"Does might makes right?"
"Then return the money to that father and son."
Because of the long queue, Dai Mubai only heard the voice and didn't notice who said it, so he subconsciously retorted.
"Why should I?"
Ye Liuyun sneered.
"Because I'm going to beat you so badly your own mother wouldn't recognize you."
The commotion immediately attracted the attention of many people, including Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
Dai Mubai noticed Ye Liuyun at this moment, and his expression turned sour.
This was a monster.
But he wasn't afraid. He possessed the White Tiger Martial Soul, so why would he fear the useless Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?
Tang San and Xiao Wu quickly stopped Ye Liuyun.
"We came here to register. It's not appropriate for us to cause trouble now."
The old man at the registration desk wasn't angry with anyone who dared to cause trouble.
However, his attitude towards Dai Mubai was quite strange.
One should know that this was a lawless person who didn't even completely respect the teachers at the academy.
Now that he had been spoken to like this, he hadn't actually gotten angry and immediately stepped forward to attack.
Something unusual must be going on. Ye Liuyun took out ten gold soul coins, threw them out, and slammed his fist on the table to seal the deal.
"The registration fee has been paid this time, but it will not be refunded. Those who want to register should take note."
The father and son picked up the ten gold soul coins from the ground and quickly thanked Ye Liuyun.
This was no small amount of money; if it were just gone like this, they would feel heartbroken for a long time.
The old man then looked at Ye Liuyun and threatened him.
"It's a good thing that young people have tempers."
"But if you take action here, not only will registration be impossible, but many ordinary parents who brought their children to register will also be affected. Are you sure you want to fight?"
"The fourth test will allow you to fight a fair and square battle."
Ye Liuyun noticed that many children and parents around him were glancing at him.
Many parents were just ordinary people. Their children happened to have a very weak martial soul, so they came here to try their luck.
They were willing to spend all their savings just to register.
But he knew that Shrek Academy would never accept them; they were just trying to scam them out of the registration fee.
"Those under 13 years old, with soul power of 25 or higher, and who also have two soul rings starting with 'hundred years,' will pass. Don't waste your registration fee."
"Even if you pass the first hurdle, you won't be able to pass the later ones."
Upon hearing this, many parents quietly took their children and left, since the registration fee was enough for them to live on for a long time.
Some parents, however, did not believe in superstitions and were only after a chance to defy fate.
The line continued to move forward slowly, with an astonishingly high elimination rate.
Countless children left dejectedly.
Until it was Tang San's, Xiao Wu's, and Ye Liuyun's turn.
"We are together."
Tang San stepped forward and threw the gold soul coins he had prepared into the box.
The old man squeezed Tang San's hand bones, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"You've been practicing kung fu?"
"Look at the legs."
Tang San was surprised that the old man was indeed capable, and he raised his leg.
The old man pinched Tang San's leg bone.
"Bone age 12, qualified."
"Release your martial soul and let's see."
Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, and the Blue Silver Grass martial soul appeared, with two yellow spirit rings pulsating beneath his feet.
"A level 29 Great Soul Master!"
The old man suddenly sat up straight, his previously drowsy eyes widening instantly.
There was an uproar in the crowd.
"My God! Twelve years old and twenty-nine levels? Is this even human?"
"Still the best spirit ring configuration? Which powerful family does this kid come from?"
Even Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who were behind them in line, couldn't help but glance at Tang San a few more times.
Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes flickered, and she thought to herself.
To cultivate a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass to this level, this person is quite interesting. If we could recruit him into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect…
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him coldly, a hint of approval in her eyes: a strong person.
The old man was so excited that his beard was shaking.
Although he didn't know how someone with a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass could cultivate it to this level.
But if it's a monster, it must have something unique about it.
"Good! Good! You're a little monster! You've passed. Go wait over there for a while."
Tang San withdrew his martial soul, a confident smile on his face.
Xiao Wu stepped forward, extended her hand, and displayed her martial soul.
The old man clutched his heart with excitement.
"Again, 12 years old, a level 29 Great Soul Master, with the best soul ring configuration."
The crowd stirred, eager to catch a glimpse of a true genius, as if they were watching an idol.
Next up was Ye Liuyun.
The old man complained somewhat discontentedly.
"Kid, because of you, we've lost a lot of registration fees. How do you plan to resolve this?"
Ye Liuyun's anger was nearing its breaking point because of the disgusting things Shrek Academy and Dai Mubai had done.
Even knowing that the old man in front of him was a Soul Emperor, he still replied unhappily.
"Oh? Shall we make a move?"
The old man laughed heartily.
"Kid, you've got guts."
"I'd like to see what your talent is like."
"If he's a piece of trash, then don't be so ruthless."
[end of the chapter]