The God Realm, Sea God Hall.
Purple-black destructive intent raged wildly within the hall, as if the entire palace might collapse at any moment under the God of Destruction's wrath.
Facing the pressure that was enough to make even a First-Class God tremble, Tang San, seated in the main seat, still had his brows furrowed, but there wasn't much panic in the depths of his eyes.
"Violation?"
Tang San slowly stood up, the Sea God Trident in his hand thumping lightly on the ground. A soft Sea God's Light emanated out, calmly neutralizing the destructive aura approaching him.
He looked at the furious God of Destruction before him, a faint curve actually appearing at the corner of his mouth, his tone so calm it was almost irritating:
"Destruction, one can eat whatever they want, but one cannot say whatever they want. As a God King, you should be the most aware of the rules established by the God Realm Committee."
"You say I violated the rules. Pray tell, which God Realm Law did I break?"
The God of Destruction sneered, pointing at the images playing on the heavenly screen:
"Tang San, do you still want to quibble?"
"That person named Wang Dong is clearly your daughter, Tang Wutong! It is an iron rule that the gods of the God Realm must not descend to the mortal world to interfere in mortal affairs!"
"You sent your own daughter down; if this isn't knowingly breaking the law, then what is?"
"Oh? So you also know that she is my daughter."
Tang San unhurriedly countered, "Then Destruction, let me ask you, does Xiao Qi have a God Position in the God Realm?"
The God of Destruction was taken aback: "It has not yet been inherited."
"Then has she condensed a God Ring or achieved a God Body?"
The God of Destruction's brow furrowed even tighter: "She is still young, so naturally not."
"Then that's that, isn't it?" Tang San spread his hands, looking as if it were only natural.
"Xiao Qi has no God Position and is not a deity; at most, she is just a child with the bloodline of the God Realm."
"The God Realm rules only restrict deities from descending, but they never said the descendants of deities couldn't go to the mortal world for training, right?"
"Furthermore, I had her seal her memories and divine power before going down. Right now, she is just an ordinary mortal Spirit Master."
"As a father, sending my child to a mortal world academy to study is perfectly reasonable. How does that become a violation?"
At this point, Tang San's gaze turned cold: "Destruction, I know you've always had an issue with me and want to catch me in a mistake."
"However, if you baselessly accuse me out of selfishness, it might be hard to convince the other God Kings if they find out."
"You! That's just sophistry!"
The God of Destruction took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, because he knew that it was impossible to convict Tang San today.
He stared fixedly at Tang San, his purple eyes full of warning: "I'll consider it a misunderstanding this time. But Tang San, you'd better pray that you can always keep yourself this clean."
"Don't ever let me see you commit any substantial violations; otherwise, not even the two God Kings of Kindness and Evil will be able to protect you!"
With that, the God of Destruction snorted coldly and transformed into a bolt of violent purple lightning, instantly vanishing from the Sea God Hall.
Watching the God of Destruction's departing back, Tang San's originally calm face instantly darkened.
He sat back down in his chair, looking at the huge heavenly screen still hanging outside the hall, a deep sense of irritation rising in his heart.
"This damn heavenly screen... who on earth created it? When will it finally turn off?"
If this heavenly screen hadn't exposed all of this, how could Destruction have hounded him like this?
Although he had bluffed his way through this time, he would likely have to be even more careful in the future... However, the heavenly screen did not pause in the slightest due to the God King's dissatisfaction.
The images shifted, and the plot of the Black World continued.
[The scene returns to Dormitory 108.]
[Facing Wang Dong's series of overbearing and unreasonable terms, Huo Yuhao, who originally wanted to settle things peacefully, finally reached the end of his patience.]
[Even a clay man has three points of fire, let alone Huo Yuhao, who carried a blood feud?]
["You want me to listen to you? Win against me first!"]
[The two met in the small woods below the dormitory building. Although Wang Dong's Spirit was the top-tier "Light Goddess Butterfly" and his soul power far exceeded Huo Yuhao's, under Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes' Spiritual Detection and his desperate tenacity, combined with Wang Dong's carelessness and underestimation of his opponent, the battle ultimately ended in a pyrrhic victory for Huo Yuhao.]
[Although Wang Dong was tsundere, he was someone who accepted defeat gracefully.]
[After losing, although his mouth was still sharp, his behavior became much more honest, and he no longer mentioned those overbearing "unequal treaties."]
[The night passed in silence.]
[The next morning, the rising sun shone on the Shrek Academy campus.]
[Huo Yuhao woke up early, tidied his clothes, and headed to the teaching building with great anticipation, preparing for his first class at Shrek Academy.]
At this moment, the eyes of the entire continent in the Black World were focused on these images.
Especially those young Spirit Masters who had failed to get into Shrek Academy, as well as countless parents hoping for their children to succeed; they were full of infinite curiosity about the interior of the continent's number one academy.
"Look, look! Is this the inside of Shrek Academy?"
"It's nothing special... it feels about the same as the junior academy in our city."
Following Huo Yuhao's perspective, the audience saw the true appearance of the Shrek Academy teaching building.
Ordinary stone buildings, with some plaster even peeling off due to age.
The desks and chairs in the classroom were also the most ordinary wooden ones, covered in graffiti and scratches left by previous students.
It didn't have the magnificent, high-tech, or sacred feel that people had imagined.
"This is a bit disappointing..."
In a certain advanced Spirit Master academy in the Heaven Dou Empire, a group of students gathered and discussed, "I thought Shrek Academy's floors were even paved with soul-guided metal, but it's just this? The environment isn't even as good as ours."
"Tch, what do you know?"
A knowledgeable-looking teacher nearby pushed up his glasses, looking like he was the only sober one among a crowd of drunks. "The reason Shrek Academy is number one has never been because of these external hardware facilities. What's the use of a good environment? Can you eat it?"
"The key is the software! The faculty! The teaching level!"
"The teachers at Shrek Academy are all elites who have gone through layers of selection!"
"It's said that even the most ordinary Outer Court teacher is a powerhouse capable of standing on their own out in the world."
"Furthermore, their teaching concepts are advanced and their methods are brilliant. This is the secret to Shrek's enduring prosperity!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the people around immediately nodded.
"Makes sense, makes sense!"
"A mountain needn't be high; it is famous if a celestial dwells there. As long as the teacher is good, one can produce a Titled Douluo even in a thatched hut!"
Thus, the audience's anticipation was once again pushed to the max.
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the heavenly screen, wanting to catch a glimpse of the "famous teachers" of Shrek Academy, wanting to see who this homeroom teacher capable of teaching the freshmen of the continent's number one academy was, and what kind of stunning opening remarks they would have.
[In the image, Huo Yuhao walks into the freshman class one classroom.]
[At this time, the classroom was already full of people, everyone talking excitedly. Huo Yuhao found a corner to sit in and waited quietly.]
[Not long after, the classroom door suddenly became quiet.]
[An old woman walked in.]
[She had gray hair and a face covered in wrinkles, looking very old.]
[But those eyes were extremely sharp, with a coldness that warned people not to approach. What was most oppressive was the aura she emitted, like a volcano about to erupt.]
[She was the homeroom teacher of freshman class one—Zhou Yi.]
[Zhou Yi walked onto the podium. She didn't write her name like other teachers, nor did she have any gentle greetings.]
[Her sharp gaze swept across the class like a knife, and the originally noisy classroom instantly became silent.]
["I am your homeroom teacher, Zhou Yi."]
[Her voice was raspy and unpleasant, like two pieces of coarse sandpaper rubbing together.]
[Immediately after, she spoke the opening line that left the entire class, and the entire Black World audience, dumbfounded:]
["I'm not sure how many of you will be able to walk through the next year with me."]
[Zhou Yi said coldly, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt, "But what I want to tell you is that in my class, it's impossible for any trash to pass the assessment!"]
[When she said the word "trash," she emphasized it, as if in her eyes, these hundred talented youths selected from all over the continent sitting below were just a pile of waste waiting to be processed.]
["What I want to cultivate are monsters, not idiots!"]
["If anyone feels they can't do it, they can get lost right now! Shrek Academy doesn't need trash!"]}],
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