Douluo Dalu : White God 42 Old Wound; Shrek Academy

A man with golden hair and handsome appearance was currently talking to ease the tense atmosphere that hung in the air. Beside him was a lazy looking old man wearing an eye-gla.s.s with tobacco pipe on his mouth, on his body he wore a yellow-colored robe and continuously exhaling smoke from his mouth.

While in front of them were a pair of delegates from the spirit hall that looking for the golden-haired man. A white-haired middle-aged looking man and a graceful woman wearing a white robe with spirit hall insignia, she also wore a veil that covered the upper half of her face.

"..."

"..."

In spite of the golden-haired man question, no one seems in the mood to answer him.

*Cough* *Cough*

He coughed twice to ease his awkwardness, a wry smile appear on his face.

"Umm, I will ask again. May I know your business here? And for what purpose you're looking for me?" The golden-haired man, Dai Mubai, was again asked the two delegates from the spirit hall cordially.

"..."

"..."

Again, they both didn't answer him. They did not even turn their eyes to him, which clearly make him p.i.s.sed. No one like to be ignored, twice in a row at that, maybe if it was an old fox he or she would be able to smile and brush it off as if nothing happened. But, despite all his schemes and cunningness, even with both experience from both of his life as Li Baixi and Dai Mubai, there was no instance of him being ignored blatantly like this. Coupled with his arrogance and pride, he counted this act as a form of humiliation, how could he let it slide just like that?

"YOU TWO FVCKER ARE MUTE OR WHAT?! ANSWER THE d.a.m.n QUESTION! ELSE YOU CAN SCRAM OUTTA HERE!"

With a flick of his hand, the whole Golden Roc building was devoid of any spirit energies. This was him activating the array formation that was set beforehand after the building was built.

Everyone inside the building was alarmed, many quickwitted customers were rushed out of the building, only to meet with an invisible wall that prevented them to step out of the building.

And with another flick, heavy pressure was downed upon both of the spirit hall delegates that limiting their movements to a certain degree.

"START TALKING OR YOU WON'T EVER HAVE ANOTHER FVCKING CHANCE TO TALK AGAIN."

The memories from his past life resurfaced again, memories when the time he felt the most vulnerable and helpless. Despite all of the ma.s.sive number of resources spulrged onto him, he watched other core disciples of his sect rise higher in cultivation way faster than he is. In the past life, because of the accident when he was born, his meridian was a little damaged. It could be fixed by various kind of immortal medicine, but sadly, it will make his cultivation a tad bit slower than it should be.

Despite that, he didn't blame his parents, he can only blame his fate. That's why in this life his desire to be in control was so large. Currently, his old Wound was opened again.

He was restless.

He was Indignant.

But the thing is, you can use anger to convert feelings of vulnerability and helplessness into feelings of control and power, and that is exactly what Mubai did right now.

He desires to control his own fate, to rise above the heaven and not shaming his father and ancestors name.

Anger temporarily protects people from having to recognize and deal with their painful real feelings; you get to worry about getting back at the people you're angry with instead.

It seems like a childish act, but he couldn't help it, he lives with that wound renewed constantly in his past life for as long as he lives that it becomes a kind of reversed scale for him.

Anger temporarily protects people from having to recognize and deal with their painful real feelings; you get to worry about getting back at the people you're angry with instead.

Mubai sudden outburst made three other peoples in the room were taken aback, they were shocked and surprised, and in her shocked state, subconsciously Renxue opened her mouth and muttered...

"Give me Asya..."

...

"Dean, why are here again?"

"To look for a sponsor, of course. Don't you think that our school can run with its current monetary problem? The past few years we only had you as a student, despite you being a genius, you still only pay 100 gold coins per month."

A middle-aged person was grumbling inside one of the guest room of the Golden Roc building. His face is very characteristic, chin somewhat prominent, cheekbones very wide, in addition, a bit aquiline nose. He gives off a somewhat devious feeling. On his face is a set of black-framed crystal gla.s.ses, frames with a kind of rigid squares. He has an average figure, but a little chubby.

With him were several of his colleagues from Shrek Academy and his only student. They were asking the receptionist to meet the person in charge, or at least someone with enough authority. Shrek Academy also currently the self-proclaimed Monster Academy is a small academy with specific criteria for enrollment, although it was not officially recognized as an Academy due to its poor facilities, it managed to produce highly capable and genius students.

Even though, the only student it had currently was the 21-year-old Qin Ming which supposed to be graduated last year but was postponed until this year because he's yet paid the tuition fee for the last two years.

"Dean, this Golden Roc company was far away from where our school is. Not to mention it's on entirely different kingdom territories."

Qin Ming could only softly rebuked his school dean, Shrek Academy was only accepted those considered as Genius "Monster" students.

The original Shrek Academy has strict criteria for enrollment, that being:

1. Age -= 12 years old

2. Spirit Power += 20

3. Sufficient growth potential and spirit control

4. Pa.s.s combat test

5. Not pampered, diligent in training

6. Pay 10 gold coins

Qin Ming himself was already at 40+ Spirit Ancestor with four spirit rings on his a.r.s.enal, and he held the record for the youngest person to reach rank 30 in the Shrek Academy at the age of 14.

"What do you know? I'm sure that this Golden Roc company has its vision far in the future and surely won't stop expanding in just Starfall Empire, I estimate that it will own many branches in every major city just like spirit hall. It is our chance if we can get on this G.o.d of wealth s.h.i.+p, we won't fear to lack for gold any longer..."

Flander was usually a deeply prideful person, very strict but also cares for each of his students. He is also selfless when it comes to love and considerate of others to a certain degree. However, he also cares much for money, not hesitating to find ways to earn it by putting others in embarra.s.sing situations. And he's kind of addicted to gambling.

"Aah~ just imagining the amount of gold we would be able to earn already make me drool." Flender took a handkerchief from his pocket and wipe out drools on the corner of his lips, his face was like a pervert imagining an indecent thing.

"He's like a pervert." A big and muscular man beside Qin Ming nudged him and whispered lowly, which earned a soft nod from Qin Ming.

"You two, Wuji, Qin Ming, no dinner for today." Flender suddenly said, which make Qin Ming and the muscular man stoned.

Then suddenly the whole Golden Roc building was devoid of any spirit energy, as a spirit Douluo himself, Flender was sensitive with the flow of the spirit energy. He becomes solemn, and a deep frown appeared on his face, which also could be found on everyone's face.

"What happened..."

...

"I've advanced, Hahahaha! I'm not far from Spirit King rank!" Inside a large pool, Dai Weisi was submerged and absorbed the spirit energies. In front of him was a chest which leaking thick spirit energies, of which Weisi greedily absorbed.

"Your Highness, I'm a man of my word. I've fulfilled my promise, didn't I?" A middle-aged man who has spiky black hair was talking, it was the same man that continuously approached Weisi before. Without his gla.s.ses, his different colored eyes were apparent, his mouth was curled into something that seemed like a smile yet not a smile.

"Indeed you are, with this, I can finally surpa.s.s my little brother and become the Emperor!" Dai Weisi was currently in euphoria, he was so happy that he would be able to advance faster in his cultivation and surpa.s.s his little brother again.

"I'm sure that you can, but..."

A pair of different colored eyes were s.h.i.+ning with a strange glint, in this dimly lit room, the glint was eerily reflected on the water surface.

"...Please don't forget your promise, Your Highness."