Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 75 The price may be late, but it will not be absent (Together)

"Your college is certainly of no value."

Blue Silver Emperor's voice was as cold as ice, seemingly announcing the death sentence for Flander and his academy.

"Flander, you still don't understand. My master and I didn't come here because you and your academy have any value."

Blue Silver Emperor's gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Flander's heart, making him shudder.

"I came here to show you what the word 'price' truly means."

A playful smile curled at the corner of Blue Silver Emperor's lips, a smile as chilling as the glint of a wolf in the night.

After all, taking control of this ruthless Shrek Academy was only a small part of her master's grand plan, but for Flander, it was a matter of life and death.

Upon hearing this, Flanders panicked instantly. His face turned ashen, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

He pretended to be unaware and stammered:

"Your Majesty, I... I don't know where I offended you. The word 'price' is too heavy for me. I really don't understand what you mean by 'price.' I'm just a loser who freeloads."

His voice grew softer and softer, almost to himself, as if he could escape his impending fate in this way.

"Take it one day at a time."

Flander's expression conveyed helplessness and despair; his eyes were vacant, as if he could already see his tragic future.

He knew that he was as insignificant as an ant in front of these two powerful people, and any struggle seemed so powerless.

When Blue Silver Emperor heard Flander still pretending to be confused and trying to get away with it, a slight smile appeared on her lips, but that smile was like the moonlight in the cold night, cold and indifferent.

A resolute glint flashed in her eyes; she had already decided that letting him "die" knowing the truth would be a form of mercy for him.

"Oh? You don't understand?"

Blue Silver Emperor's voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable authority. She spoke slowly, as if recounting something trivial.

"It's alright, I'll tell you one by one first, so you know first, and then you'll understand it more deeply as you pay the price later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura around the Blue Silver Emperor suddenly surged, as if the calm before a storm had been shattered in an instant.

Using the domain of her master, who was still resting with his eyes closed but whose aura was still intense, she released an invisible pressure that seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

With a gentle wave of her hands, countless blue silver grass vines, like soldiers obeying a summons, sprouted from the ground, growing and spreading rapidly until they coiled around Flander as nimbly as pythons.

Flander struggled in terror, but the blue silver grass vines bound him tightly like the strongest chains.

His face turned from white to green, and his eyes were filled with fear and resentment, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of the plants.

Blue Silver Emperor watched coldly, her eyes devoid of any sympathy, only displaying a resolute determination as hard as iron and an arrogant sense of control over everything.

Then, she began to explain in detail.

Soon, the Blue Silver Emperor's voice echoed in the air, her tone calm yet powerful, each word like a carefully chosen arrow piercing Flander's heart.

"First, there are the admission requirements and the application fee."

Her voice was calm, seemingly mocking Flander's greed.

"The application fee for Shrek Academy is ten gold soul coins, right?"

She paused, watching as Flander's face grew even paler.

"And the Spirit Hall's stipend for a Grand Soul Master is also exactly ten gold soul coins. Isn't that a bit too much of a coincidence?"

"Furthermore, your admission requirements are that you must be no more than 12 years old and at level 20 or above, which is the level of a Great Soul Master."

A hint of amusement flashed in Blue Silver Emperor's eyes.

"What does this mean? Do I need to spell it out?"

She continued:

"Furthermore, such talent would be cultivated as a core student in any other academy, but here at Shrek Academy, it's just ordinary treatment."

"If you have the ability and resources to teach these geniuses, then that's fine."

"But, Flander, do you really think your dilapidated academy has enough resources?"

Blue Silver Emperor's voice was filled with undisguised sarcasm.

"It's simply a cost-free investment; you can cultivate geniuses without spending too much effort. And isn't the influence these geniuses generate the best tool for making money?"

Her words were like sharp knives, pointing directly at Flanders' hypocrisy.

"Regarding the academy's premises, it's half a village rented at a low price. You've gone to great lengths to cut costs. And you know best what the students are eating." Blue Silver Emperor's tone revealed his disdain for Flander.

She sneered and continued, "And another thing, I can't believe someone as heartless as you would say the academy is short of money? With teachers at the Soul Saint level, how could it be short of money? That's a huge joke."

"And your shady business is a joke among jokes, isn't it?"

Every word from the Blue Silver Emperor was like a heavy hammer, striking Flander's heart, leaving him unable to refute and powerless to bear the endless humiliation and accusations.

"Overall, the teaching environment is severely unregulated and lacks the basic facilities and conditions necessary for a Soul Master Academy."

The Blue Silver Emperor's voice echoed in the empty room, like the tolling of a judgment bell, leaving no one able to escape.

"Your teaching staff is also a mixed bag; some may indeed be talented, but many more are just filling in the gaps."

"At the same time, there is suspicion of fraud against students regarding the registration process. You attract innocent children with high registration fees but fail to provide corresponding educational resources."

"Of course, that's only part of the problem. I'm just letting you understand what you're doing."

The Blue Silver Emperor's gaze pierced through Flander's disguise, looking directly into his soul.

"I won't comment too much. As for right and wrong, Flander, you know best in your heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blue Silver Emperor stared at Flander.

At the same time, the vines binding Flander tightened slightly, her eyes remained unmoved, and she simply stated everything calmly.

Her voice was devoid of any emotion, as if she didn't think there was anything worth getting emotional about their decadent academy.

"This...this..."

Flander's voice trembled, his lips quivered, and his black-rimmed glasses slipped off his nose as he trembled after Blue Silver Emperor finished speaking.

His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with a fine layer of cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear and unease.

He tried to find his voice again, only to discover that he couldn't even utter a complete defense in the face of this powerful opponent.

Lies don't hurt, but the truth is the sharpest knife!

These words echoed in Flander's mind like a warning bell, forcing him to confront his crimes and the impending punishment.

He initially thought that this titled Douluo was angry because of his negligence, and that he knew his name and academy because he happened to know that he was one of the Golden Iron Triangle!

He thought it was all just a coincidence, a trick of fate.

Who knew his underwear had been stripped off so completely! A sense of powerless despair welled up in Flander's heart. He felt as if he had been stripped naked and exposed in front of everyone, with nowhere to hide.

"Hmm, I reckon buying you for two thousand gold soul coins might actually be a loss."

Soon, watching this scene, the Blue Silver Emperor's voice, with a slight smirk, was filled with sarcasm. Her gaze was like that of someone scrutinizing a commodity waiting to be sold.

"How about this, Flander? How many gold soul coins do you think would be a reasonable price for an academy like yours, and the lives of everyone in it?"

"Remember, you're now in my shoes, so you need to use your stingy, cost-saving methods to maximize my benefits."

Blue Silver Emperor's words were like sharp blades, cutting into Flander's last shred of dignity.

"Perhaps, if my master and I are pleased, it will be easier for you to atone for your sins."

Flander's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.

He was facing an extremely powerful expert, someone he could not resist.

His heart was filled with regret. If he had known that things would turn out this way, would he have chosen a different path?

However, reality doesn't allow for "what ifs," and he had to pay the price for his greed and shortsightedness.

Upon hearing this, Flander was already drenched in sweat to his limit! Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like broken pearls, and his shirt was completely soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to his back as if water could be wrung out.

His face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with fear and unease.

Is this what they call the price, the retribution?

Flander's heart was filled with endless regret and self-blame. Only after facing a truly strong opponent did he realize his own insignificance and foolishness.

He once thought that his cleverness could deceive the world forever, but he never expected that one day all his lies would be ruthlessly exposed.

He gritted his teeth, and despite his inner turmoil, he suppressed his emotions, tried his best to remain calm, and bowed respectfully, saying:

"Your Majesty, it's all my fault. I swear to my Martial Soul that I will definitely correct these mistakes! Please supervise me, Your Majesty!" Although his voice was firm, it could not hide the trembling and fear within it.

"As for your suggestion to buy our entire academy, Your Majesty, if you wish, we will certainly offer it to you for free, and you are more than happy to oblige!"

Flander raised his voice slightly, trying to make his sincerity more obvious; his expression was so sincere that it almost seemed like he was truly willing.

His eyes were filled with a pleading light, as if he were begging for the Blue Silver Emperor's forgiveness. He lowered himself to an extremely low position, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw, unwilling to let go no matter what.

But soon,

Flanders, who had been behaving very obediently, came to his senses and realized that he certainly couldn't confront these two great masters head-on.

He wouldn't have enough lives!

However, having survived all these years, he couldn't be without any trump cards! After calming the two down with his initial explanation, he quickly prepared to shift the focus of the conflict!

Let the strong clash with the strong!

He took a deep breath, as if he had suddenly remembered some important information.

So he cleared his throat, feigning profundity, and reminded the Blue Silver Emperor:

"However, Your Majesty, there is something I must say."

There was a hint of tension in his voice, as if this information was his last trump card.

"Our academy will soon welcome a special student. She is the princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Her father, Ning Fengzhi, personally asked me to teach his precious daughter well."

"If you were to buy both my life and the academy, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to explain it to Sect Master Ning. What if some misunderstanding arises and he becomes uneasy?"

Flander's words revealed a subtle confidence, as if the name could offer him a glimmer of hope.

"Therefore, I would like to inform Your Majesty first that it would be best to consult with Sect Leader Ning beforehand. Otherwise, I fear that if he were to blame you, Your Majesty might encounter unnecessary trouble."

A glint of light flashed in his eyes, as if implying to Blue Silver Emperor that Ning Fengzhi was not someone to be trifled with.

Flander leaned forward slightly, adopting a humble posture, but his eyes were fixed on the Blue Silver Emperor, trying to find a glimmer of hope in her reaction.

He knew he was walking a tightrope, but at that moment, he had no choice but to take a gamble and see if the name could become his talisman.

After Flander finished speaking, a cunning glint flashed in his eyes. He had been forced into a corner and had no choice but to reveal his last card—the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the most powerful of the three upper sects.

His expression held a hint of smugness, as if to say, "Even if you are a Title Douluo, don't think you can easily mess with me."

Ning Fengzhi is not only the sect leader, but also the teacher of the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. In terms of power and background, Ning Fengzhi is among the top in the entire continent!

Flander secretly thought to himself, "So what if you're a Title Douluo? Your sect has two recognized powerful Title Douluos, Sword Dao Chen Xin and Bone Douluo!"

This doesn't even include the influence of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the Heaven Dou Empire!

Flander was already confident. He had known for a long time that Ning Fengzhi's most beloved daughter would soon be coming to his academy, and he had already made preparations and maintained contact with Ning Fengzhi.

At this point, you actually want to buy my college?

Flander remained outwardly respectful, but inwardly he sneered, already plotting how to report the situation to Ning Fengzhi.

He embellished his imagination, envisioning the scene of telling Ning Fengzhi, but who knew if these two titled Douluo had come for his precious daughter?

He seemed to already see the two powerful Title Douluos, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, appearing at the academy gate, their auras fully unleashed, and anyone who dared to challenge them would feel that invisible pressure.

Flander was even somewhat looking forward to seeing what he would do then!

His expression carried a hint of provocation, as if he could already foresee the awkward situation Blue Silver Emperor would face when confronting these two powerful figures.

"Oh? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"They will be conquered by my master sooner or later, so you don't need to worry about them."

Blue Silver Emperor's voice was soft, with a hint of mockery, as if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was nothing more than a speck of dust in her eyes, and the fate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was casually outlined in her words.

A soft light flashed in Lan Yinhuang's eyes. She held that sect in contempt. After all, her confidence and sense of security came from the fact that she had been resting with her eyes closed, completely unconcerned about their dialogue.

"Flander, what you should be most concerned about now is figuring out the best way to atone for your sins in the future."

"You agree, right? Hahaha."

Blue Silver Emperor's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile. Her voice wasn't loud, but it caused a huge uproar in Flander's mind!

Those words struck Flander's heart like a hammer blow, causing his already trembling body to shake even more violently.

(End of this chapter)