Douluo Continent: My name is Lu Mingfei, and my martial soul is Lu Mingze.

The old woman wore a dark gray robe, her hair was gray, her face was covered with wrinkles, her back was slightly hunched, and she walked with small but steady steps.

She walked very slowly, each step landing softly on the ground, but with each step, the black-clad Soul Emperor could feel his heart tremble.

Soul rings began to light up one by one at the old woman's feet.

Nine spirit rings.

The black-clad Soul Emperor's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

His lips began to tremble, his legs began to tremble, and he felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat, making it difficult to even breathe.

Title Douluo.

Moreover, he is a Title Douluo with a 100,000-year-old soul ring.

His mind raced as he recalled the titled Douluo he had heard about at Shrek Academy.

A gray-robed, elderly woman with gray hair and nine spirit rings...

Mr. Song.

Song Yunzhi, a senior member of the Sea God Pavilion.

Level 97 Super Douluo.

The Black-Clad Soul Emperor felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his throat.

Who is he?

A Soul Emperor who specializes in ambushes and assassinations usually takes on black market jobs, killing a few unimportant figures to make a living in the gray area.

And who is this person in front of me?

An elder of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy, a level 97 Super Douluo, there are very few people in the entire Douluo Continent who can be on par with him.

The gap is bigger than that between an ant and an elephant.

Old Song looked at him calmly, without anger or murderous intent, only a faint scrutiny, as if looking at a piece of trash that needed to be disposed of.

"You guys who've been out there for a while, you should be pretty well-informed," Old Song said in his usual unhurried tone.

"Since you can recognize me, that makes things easier."

She raised her hand and extended one finger.

The black-clad Soul Emperor turned and ran.

He never considered fighting; he didn't even have the slightest thought of it.

Compared to a level 97 Super Douluo, he, a newly ascended Soul Emperor, was not even cannon fodder.

He used all his speed-enhancing soul skills and pushed his escape technique to its limit, transforming into a black shadow and shooting into the depths of the forest.

It moved so fast that it left a blurry afterimage behind it.

Old Song watched his retreating figure and shook his head.

Her figure disappeared from the spot.

Less than two seconds after the Black-Clad Soul Emperor ran out, he suddenly felt something touch his shoulder.

He looked down and saw an old hand.

The hand didn't seem very strong, but the moment it touched his shoulder, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. His knees buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

Old Song stood behind him, one hand on his shoulder, the other behind his back.

"Why are you running?"

"Your companions are all dead. It's not right for you to go back alive alone."

The black-clad Soul Emperor was so frightened that his tongue was tied in knots, and he mumbled something incoherently.

"Senior, I'm willing to tell you everything I know. Today was all a misunderstanding. No, no, what I mean is that we had no intention of being enemies with your esteemed school—"

"It's so noisy."

Before he could beg for mercy, Old Song raised his hand and gently tapped the back of his neck.

The black-clad Soul Emperor's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

Old Song withdrew his hand, pulled a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe it, and then turned to look into the depths of the woods.

A few breaths later, two middle-aged teachers dressed in Shrek Academy uniforms emerged from the woods, landed in front of Old Song, and bowed respectfully.

"Old Song."

"Take him back for questioning." Old Song pointed to the unconscious black-clad Soul Emperor on the ground.

"Leave them alive, interrogate them slowly, and find out who ordered them and what forces are behind them."

"Yes."

Two teachers stepped forward and dragged the black-clad Soul Emperor up and held him in place.

Old Song waved his hand, and the two of them quickly left with the Black-Clad Soul Emperor, disappearing into the night sky.

Old Song stood in the woods, looked up at the night sky, and his face remained expressionless.

Then she turned around and walked towards the academy.

Her steps were still small, but with each step, her figure would appear dozens of meters away.

Not long after they started walking, two figures appeared in front of Old Song.

One was a tall, elderly woman dressed in an elegant robe, with a kind face but a sharp glint in her eyes—she was none other than Elder Lin, another senior member of the Sea God Pavilion.

The other was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, handsome and refined, who was none other than Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department.

Both of them looked somewhat serious.

"Elder Song." Yan Shaozhe greeted him, bowing slightly.

"An attack has occurred outside the city. How are the students?"

"Lu Mingfei suffered some injuries, but nothing serious. Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong sustained minor injuries, nothing serious," Old Song said calmly.

"I just caught a Soul Emperor who escaped, and had them taken back for interrogation."

Yan Shaozhe nodded, his expression relaxing a bit, and then, as if he had thought of something, he spoke again.

"Elder Song, Lu Mingfei is a rare talent. He was able to withstand several Soul Kings for so long and even kill two of them."

"Moreover, this kid has a good character; he's willing to risk his life to protect his younger schoolmates, which is quite rare."

Old Song didn't say anything and continued walking forward.

Yan Shaozhe followed up, paused, and said, "...I've always thought that if this child could come to the Martial Soul Department for further study, he might become a Title Douluo in the future, adding another powerful force to our Shrek Academy."

Old Song stopped and turned to look at Yan Shaozhe.

"Shao Zhe, didn't you scold him by the lake earlier?"

"Is it true that he 'almost killed' your genius disciple, Ma Xiaotao?"

Yan Shaozhe's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Mr. Song, there is indeed some misunderstanding between me and Lu Mingfei, but let's keep things separate." Yan Shaozhe's tone was very sincere.

"His talent and temperament have exceeded my expectations. If this child's development is affected because of the misunderstanding between us, it will be a loss for our academy."

Old Song glanced at him, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Don't even think about getting involved with this child."

Her tone was calm, but she spoke each word clearly.

"He has been cultivating with me and has made rapid progress. As for matters related to martial spirit, I am enough to handle them."

Yan Shaozhe was stunned for a moment, then gave a wry smile.

"Professor Song, I'm not trying to steal your students; isn't this just a better option for the academy?"

"How he chooses his path is entirely up to him," Old Song interrupted him.

"Besides, he's been doing quite well in the Soul Guidance Department lately, and Qian Duoduo is very attentive to him."

When Yan Shaozhe heard the words "Qian Duoduo", his lips twitched, but he didn't say anything more.

Old Song glanced at him, then at Old Lin, and then turned around and continued walking forward.

"Alright, I'll go back and check on him."

After saying this, her figure flashed in the moonlight and disappeared at the end of the road.

Old Lin stood there watching Old Song's figure disappear into the distance, and finally sighed.