Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

The top floor of the Sea God Pavilion.

Moon remained lying in that recliner.

Sunlight streamed through the window lattice, illuminating his aged face with a serene and peaceful glow.

But Dai Yuntian could clearly sense the immense power within this seemingly dying old man, a power as vast as an abyss.

"You're here?"

Moon did not open his eyes, but his aged voice echoed in the quiet attic.

"Yes, it's here."

Dai Yuntian walked up to him and slowly sat down.

Mu En slowly opened his eyes, looked Dai Yuntian up and down a few times, and a hint of undisguised surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You... broke through again?"

Moon's voice carried a hint of uncertainty.

He sensed that Dai Yuntian's aura was as deep as the sea, harmonious and restrained, completely different from when they last met, but he couldn't quite make out how much stronger he had become.

"Yes, I broke through by luck and reached level 63."

Dai Yuntian said frankly, while releasing a slight aura. Although it was only fleeting, it caused the recliner under Mu En to tremble slightly.

"Level 63... Soul Emperor..."

Moon murmured, his eyes filled with even greater shock.

How old is he?

He's probably only twelve or thirteen years old.
A Soul Emperor of this age... Mu En has lived for over two hundred years and has never heard of such a thing!

Even Tang San, who was exceptionally talented back then, is far inferior at this age.

"You came here today not just to tell me that you have broken through, right?"

Moon asked directly.

Dai Yuntian nodded, his expression becoming serious: "Elder Mu, besides the matter of the breakthrough, I want to tell you something: I have initially established a foundation of faith outside."

"Heh... Just do what you're supposed to do."

Moon said slowly, "I won't interfere... and I'm powerless to interfere."

He paused, gazing out the window at the vast sky, where nothing but endless clouds stretched as far as the eye could see. Yet his gaze seemed to pierce through the clouds, looking towards some supreme realm.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Dai Yuntian, his eyes eerily calm: "If the Sea God is truly as the legends say, constantly watching over and protecting the believers of this continent, how could he... sit idly by while evil soul masters rampage for thousands of years, while the continent is constantly embroiled in conflict and suffering countless lives?"

These words, though spoken softly, resonated like a silent thunderclap in Dai Yuntian's heart.

He never imagined that this old man, regarded by countless people as the pillar of Shrek's spirit, would harbor such thoughts deep in his heart.

Mu En seemed unconcerned about the shock in Dai Yuntian's eyes. He slowly closed his eyes, as if gathering strength, or as if bidding farewell to some heavy past.

"As for Shrek's future..."

"Whether you want to rename it or change its bloodline... I have only one request."

He opened his eyes, and his gaze was no longer cloudy or calm, but rather filled with a final, unwavering determination as he looked at Dai Yuntian's face.

"I only hope... that you won't forget your original intention of teaching students."

"Let it become again a place that truly teaches and nurtures, a place that safeguards the passing down of knowledge and traditions, rather than..."

His throat bobbed, and he didn't say the rest of the words, but his deep pain and disappointment were clearly conveyed to Dai Yuntian.

After saying this, Moon seemed to have aged considerably.

Sunlight fell on his face, his wrinkled old face etched with the marks of over two hundred years of hardship, mirroring the desolation that now bordered on the collapse of faith. Dai Yuntian fell silent.

After a long pause, he said, "Don't worry, I will. I assure you, in the name of the future God of Evil, I assure you that the academy will only ever be an academy!"

Moon didn't reply, quietly closing his eyes, his melodious breathing becoming exceptionally soft.

Dai Yuntian bowed solemnly to him and turned to leave.

This old man may have already seen through everything.

What he protects may never have been a specific god, nor a rigid Shrek name.

What he has always protected is only his own obsession.

Everything changed after the upheaval thousands of years ago that caused the continental plates to shift and Shrek Academy to rise.

Shrek Academy is no longer just an academy.

It has become one of the power centers on the mainland, and a battleground for fame and fortune where various forces vie for power.

It has become a colossal entity, enveloped in both glory and responsibility, yet gradually losing sight of its original purpose of teaching and learning.

Moon, he actually knows everything.

He was simply... powerless to change it.

Until the emergence of Dai Yuntian as a variable.

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White Tiger Duke's Mansion.

After arriving in Xingluo, Shrek and his group were warmly invited by Dai Yueheng to stay at the Duke's mansion.

The Duke's mansion has been quite lively these past few days.

Especially the young girls in the reserve team of the foreign language department, whose eyes lit up when they learned that this was the place where Dai Yuntian was born and raised.

During breaks from training, the enthusiasm for visiting the mansion in twos and threes was unprecedented. The tour route would always inadvertently pass by the courtyard where Dai Yuntian used to live, the training ground, and even the vicinity of the cultivation room where he liked to stay.

Even worse, some have already come up with a roundabout way to win over their mothers-in-law in advance.

Among them, Tang Ya, one of the seven oddballs of the reserve team, and Cui Yajie, who took leave specifically to watch the game and visit Dai Yuntian, were the most enthusiastic.

There's also Zhu Lu, who has always been considered a candidate for Dai Yuntian's first wife, and Zhu Yun'er takes her everywhere she goes.

Zhu Lu said she didn't care about the two's enthusiasm and didn't mind at all.

"Auntie, please try this. It's a local specialty candied fruit from my hometown. It's very sweet and good for your skin!"

Tang Ya smiled and pushed a box of delicate pastries in front of Zhu Yun'er.

"Auntie, you must be tired from sitting for so long. Let me massage your shoulders. I specially learned a few techniques from the healing-type Soul Master in my family, and they really work!"

Not to be outdone, Cui Yajie stood behind Zhu Yun'er, her delicate hands gently massaging the Duchess's shoulders with just the right amount of force and skillful technique, clearly indicating that she had come prepared.

Zhu Yun'er was born into a noble family and had been in charge of the Duke's mansion for many years. What kind of situation hadn't she seen?

Surrounded by two beautiful and talented young girls, who affectionately called her "Auntie" and showered her with sweet words, even she, with her extensive experience, couldn't help but smile.

Over the course of a few days, Zhu Yun'er grew to like the two sweet-talking and sensible girls more and more. She never stopped smiling and would often hold their hands and talk to them, giving them little trinkets. It seemed that she was starting to treat them as "half of her daughters."

The servants of the Duke's mansion saw this and whispered among themselves, speculating whether these two were popular candidates for the future young mistress.

The whispers of the servants inevitably reached the ears of others.

As a result, the other girls in the group gradually began to look at each other with a hint of jealousy.

Even Ma Xiaotao, the most hot-tempered member of the inner court's regular team, was a little annoyed. (End of Chapter)