Douluo Continent: Reborn Yuhao, their eyes are strange

Chapter 525 Is Old Master Mu also going to become Ye Xishui's dog? Can that thing be given to Shen Hong to eat?

Just as Tang San was in a state of utter confusion, he suddenly felt that the incomplete Asura Godhead in his spiritual sea was emitting an extremely joyful cheer.

Tang San was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized that it was the unique aura emanating from the Asura Demon Sword.

Yes, since it is a place of divine testing, there must be a divine artifact as the core to maintain the operation of the testing.

Tang San's mind immediately became active. Now, he had not only reawakened the God of Slaughter Domain, but also possessed the Asura Godhead as his foundation.

If one could enter that place of divine testing, perhaps one could rely on a deeper understanding of the Asura divine power that far surpasses that of ten thousand years ago.

They managed to bypass the assessment mechanism and forcibly acquire the Asura Demon Sword to fill the gaps in the Asura Godhood.

In this way, wouldn't he be able to find another way and regain the position of Asura God in this universe?

To break through the cosmic barrier and return to the original universe, an even greater amount of energy would be required.

If there is truly no way to communicate back, then killing Tang San to take his place in this universe would also require even greater strength as a guarantee.

Knowing that doing so was no less than snatching chestnuts from the fire and could invite punishment from the God Realm at any moment, Tang San's blood-red eyes flickered for only a moment before he made up his mind.

For Xiao Wu, he would have no regrets even if it meant facing mountains of knives and seas of fire!

After quickly erasing all traces he had left in the cave, Tang San closed his eyes and, through the connection between his Asura Godhead and the Demon Sword, carefully determined the exact location where he would ultimately land in the Divine Trial Grounds.

But after he confirmed the approximate coordinates, his brows furrowed slightly.

He never expected that the area where the Asura Demon Sword was located would be the westernmost Endless Mountains.

The space barrier there became particularly weak due to the collision of two continents.

In his original grand plan, that special weak point in space was the perfect place to lure the Abyss Plane closer, thereby breaking through the spatial barrier of the Douluo Plane.

At this point in time, the other version of himself in another universe should also have a preliminary idea for that grand plan spanning ten thousand years, otherwise he wouldn't have started seeking the destiny of the Douluo plane.

But now that things have changed like this, what exactly does that guy with the same amazing wisdom as me want to do by setting up the Divine Examination Ground there?

Tang San was completely unable to figure out what his other self was planning, so he could only take it one step at a time.

But regardless, the most important thing for him right now is to find a way to steal the Asura Demon Sword.

Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion.

"Elder Mu, the inner court's intelligence department has just compiled and analyzed the results from various sources, and it's highly likely that the Asura Divine Trial has landed within the Sun Moon Empire's territory. What should we do?"

Xuanzi, still dressed in a white robe, looked at Mu En, who was leaning back in a recliner and seemed somewhat depressed, with a rather unnatural expression, and carefully reported to his superior.

Ever since the failed operation by Elder Mu and Long Xiaoyao to capture Tang San near Sunset Forest, Elder Mu has returned to the academy in this listless state.

Based on the few words revealed by Elder Mu and the private discussions among the elders, it is highly likely that the reappearance of the evil Ye Xishui has disturbed Elder Mu's steadfast Dao heart that he has maintained for a century!

They even began to worry that the elderly Mu, who was still hung up on Ye Xishui, might go completely mad in pursuit of so-called true love.

Then, abandoning Shrek Academy and no longer caring about it, he ran off to be Ye Xishui's dog, just like Long Xiaoyao.

Xuanzi, who had been entrusted with the important task of doing ideological work with Elder Mu by Yan Shaozhe and the others, felt utterly helpless at this moment.

Old Master Mu is like this; he can just lie there thinking about how to rekindle his old flame with Ye Xishui. But for them, in order to preserve the honor of the academy and even its millennia-old heritage, there are far too many things to consider.

However, figuring out how to subtly and without offending Elder Mu not to do something so disrespectful to his age has been causing Xuanzi so much worry lately that he's been losing his appetite and even his hair.

Just as Xuanzi was pondering how to continue the conversation, Mu En, who had been half-closing his eyes, suddenly opened them, a sharp glint flashing in his seemingly cloudy pupils.

"Xuanzi, let's put aside those ideas you and Shaozhe have for now. I may be old, but I'm not senile yet. I know exactly what I should and shouldn't do."

Moreover, after seeing Xishui again this time, I truly realized that she didn't really care about me. The truth of what happened back then is probably far more complicated than I imagined.

"Elder Mu, please don't misunderstand, I absolutely didn't mean that. This—this was all Shao Zhe's doing. I was just worried that you might have been traumatized recently and might be thinking of doing something rash."

Xuanzi felt cold sweat almost pouring down his forehead.

To avoid worrying them, Elder Mu actually said something hurtful like Ye Xishui didn't love him. Isn't that a bit too frightening?

Mu En ignored Xuanzi's panic, waved his hand, and said calmly, "Let's leave it at that. No one is allowed to mention it again."

For the past while, I've actually been thinking about something else that concerns the very survival of the academy —

At this point, Moon looked around, his brows furrowed, and then he slowly stood up, leaning on his cane.

Seeing this, Xuanzi quickly stepped forward and carefully helped him up.

Only after the two left the Sea God Pavilion and were far away from the Golden Tree did Mu En stop and slowly speak: "Xuanzi, you should remember that not long ago Xiaoyao mentioned to you that he suspected that Tang San of the Holy Spirit Cult was connected with the one above—"

Before Mu En could finish speaking, Xuan Zi spoke up urgently, shaking his head repeatedly to interrupt.

"Impossible, how could that be, Elder Mu? That was just Long Xiaoyao's ramblings, it shouldn't be taken seriously."

If this were true, wouldn't all the honors Shrek Academy has accumulated over the past ten thousand years be destroyed in an instant?

Xuanzi had not forgotten what Long Xiaoyao had said: the Holy Spirit Cult had caused the Mingdu explosion in order to collect enough energy for Tang San's blood sacrifice.

If this is discovered and confirmed by the outside world, it will be found that Tang San, the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult, is actually involved with the Sea God Tang San.

Then wouldn't Shrek, who has been calling himself a representative of justice for thousands of years and revering the guidance of the sea god, have become nothing more than the Joker?

Nothing is impossible in this world.

Mu En responded sternly, "Xuanzi, didn't you tell me yourself that you sensed the aura of a god on Tang San?"

"Tell me, when the Asura God descended to test you, was there any similarity between that aura and the one you sensed from Tang San?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanzi's Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't utter a word.

After a long pause, he slowly replied with a deathly pale face: "There is an 80% resemblance, but this similarity in aura does not necessarily mean that he is really related to that person."

"That's not all."

Mu En shook his head and continued to explain: "Leaving aside Tang San's performance when he entered the academy, in the Sunset Forest, the second sect master of the Clear Sky Sect was willing to be seriously injured himself and even risk his life to hold us back in order to protect him."

After returning to the academy, I made a special trip to read the ancient records in the Sea God Pavilion about how that person achieved the position of the Asura God.

According to the speculations of our ancestors, to have the most basic qualification to inherit the position of the Asura God, one must obtain the Killing God Domain.

And you should already know the conditions for obtaining the God of Slaughter Domain.

In an instant, Xuanzi's expression changed several times.

Although the city of slaughter, which had long been destroyed, was mostly inhabited by the most wicked and depraved.

Even so, our ancestor Tang San was able to obtain the God of Slaughter Domain by passing the trials of the City of Slaughter.

The amount of blood on his hands, and even the murderous aura he indirectly accumulated from killing others, was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

Even later historians, when examining these hidden documents, made an extremely sarcastic remark.

If everyone on the Douluo Continent were put into the City of Slaughter, it would probably be difficult to gather enough people to produce a hundred winners.

Seeing Xuanzi's sudden absent-mindedness, Mu En sighed.

"How I wish this were all just my wild imagination, but the place of divine trials that has never appeared in ten thousand years has descended without any warning, and it even happens to be the position of the Asura God. I can't help but think about it."

Xuanzi, it is wise to plan ahead. The academy is indeed glorious today because of him and his generation of predecessors, but we must not become victims of the power struggle between the gods.

"If the statues are built too high, the masses below cannot be seen. Afterwards, go find Shao Zhe and tell him everything I've said, word for word. This is also my intention; the academy should also move beyond the illusory glory left behind by the gods."

"A god! It really is a god!"

In a dark and secluded alley in Shrek City, the Black Emperor, who had just caught his breath from the suffocating pressure of the Asura God, was still trembling uncontrollably.

"This Douluo plane is indeed a trap, a snare set by the God Realm, specifically to lure us into the Abyss and devour us completely."

Damn it, we must inform His Majesty of this news as soon as possible so that he can make a decision quickly!

Although his thoughts were racing, the Black Emperor remained frozen in place, completely at a loss.

To contact His Majesty, one must use the Junior Master as a medium.

But the young master remained on the island where the academy was located, and she had no chance to get close to him.

Based on her understanding of the place, if she dared to force her way onto the island, she would probably die on the spot before even seeing the young master.

The Black Emperor stomped his feet angrily on the spot, but could only hide his figure in the shadows again and think of another way.

Meanwhile, in the dining area of ​​Poseidon Island, dozens of exceptionally clean plates were stacked high on a large table.

Surrounded by numerous plates, Crimson was devouring one delicious dish after another that Fairy Lin'er served, with a seemingly elegant but actually astonishing speed.

Meanwhile, the Shrek Academy disciples sitting at other tables seemed to have long since become accustomed to this bizarre scene that resembled a whirlwind being sucked in.

Before Xianlin'er could even bring the freshly cooked dishes to Shenhong, the head chef, who had run out of the kitchen, blocked her way.

The middle-aged woman looked quite helpless, her face contorted with distress. "Dean Xian," she said, "although our inner courtyard canteen provides unlimited supplies for the disciples, look at this—our chefs' woks are practically smoking from overcooking! We really can't keep up with the demand!"

Crimson's terrifyingly fast eating speed reminded the head chef of the fear he felt years ago when he was dominated by Gu Yuena's equally horrifying appetite.

Seeing Xian Lin'er's suddenly unfocused gaze, the head chef could no longer be tactful and had to bite the bullet and say directly, "Dean Xian, you should still remember Teacher Gu Yuena, right? I heard that ever since your precious disciple Huo Yuhao started giving her special treatment, she hasn't eaten in our cafeteria even once."

Or, in your great mercy, could you also allow Huo Yuhao to give his junior sister some private tutoring?

Furthermore, when Dean Yan was approving funds at the end of the month, he noticed the unusual spending on cafeteria ingredients and even sent someone to question me about it. You know how meticulous Dean Yan is.

Upon hearing the head chef's words spoken in a low voice, Xian Lin'er's eyes narrowed instantly.

As a teacher, how could she not know why Gu Yuena stopped coming to the cafeteria to eat?

That's because you can get really good food with high nutritional value from Huo Yuhao.

The problem is, can Crimson eat that stuff?

Even she herself hadn't been able to taste that flavor again for so many years.

Thinking of this, Xian Lin'er felt increasingly resentful, but she still coldly replied, "That stingy guy Yan Shaozhe, who only knows how to calculate the few copper coins in his pocket all day long, has a significant share of the basic funding allocated to the canteen by our Soul Guidance Department every year."

He actually forbade my disciple from eating normally. Is he really tired of living?

Shen Hong, who had been quietly doing nothing, swept up the last bit of food on the table with the speed of a whirlwind. Seeing that her dear teacher had not yet served any new food, she also noticed the dispute on Xian Lin'er's side.

Shen Hong quickly stood up and walked briskly to Xian Lin'er's side, saying with a wronged expression, "Teacher, is it because Hong'er ate too much that you had a hard time? Maybe Hong'er can eat less in the future."

Seeing Shen Hong's considerate demeanor, Xian Lin'er felt even more indignant for her disciple.

"Look at my disciple, so thin and pitiful. He was already lonely and suffered greatly before coming to the academy. Now, our prestigious Shrek Academy won't even let him have a full meal. Is there any justice in this world?!"

Sure enough, we shouldn't have let Yan Shaozhe, that guy who only knows how to scheme over trivial matters, take over as the dean of the Martial Soul Department again.

I really don't know what he has learned from following Master Mu these past few years.