Douluo Continent: The Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, the God of Judgment

Sunlight streamed down through the broken dome, and golden dust swirled and undulated within the Poseidon Pavilion amidst the beams of light.

Moon stood with his hands behind his back, his tall figure blocking most of the glaring light.

He looked down at his hands; the bones were well-proportioned, the blood and qi were abundant, and a powerful vitality surged and roared through the meridians.

This physical body not only returned to its peak, but under the baptism of the law aura left by the Goddess of Light, his light attribute also improved even further.

Yun Yi put away his martial spirit, and the three-colored divine seal between his eyebrows slowly disappeared beneath his fair skin.

He exhaled a long breath and looked up at the peerless powerhouse before him, whose aura was overwhelming.

"Grandpa Mu," Yun Yi said, his tone slightly tentative.

Moon's expression turned slightly solemn as he raised his hand to stop the use of that title.

He strode steadily to Yun Yi, his gaze sweeping over the boy's smooth forehead, and said in a deep voice:

"You shall not address me in such a manner. You bear the legacy of three great deities. I am but a mere mortal. If I were to shamelessly assume the role of an elder, I would surely incur divine retribution. The majesty of the gods cannot be transgressed by mortals."

Yun Yi was slightly taken aback, and asked in return, "Then what identity should I present myself in? Should I announce to the outside world that I am a distinguished guest of the Sea God Pavilion?"

"That's not appropriate," Moon said decisively.

"You are still young. Without a legitimate identity to protect you, you will inevitably attract the attention and covetousness of various forces, both overt and covert. The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind. You need Shrek Academy as your shelter."

Moon frowned, quickly calculating various countermeasures in his mind.

To be accepted as a direct disciple?

The thought was ruthlessly extinguished by Moon as soon as it surfaced.

The Goddess of Light bestowed divine grace, washing away his chronic illness and granting him the destiny to become a god.

He was so grateful that he could hardly accept the successor of the gods as his disciple.

Wouldn't that be taking advantage of three gods out of thin air?

After a long silence, a glint of light flashed in Moon's eyes.

"My revered master has long since passed away, and today I will accept disciples on his behalf within this Sea God Pavilion!" Mu En declared, each word distinct and resolute.

"From now on, you will be my junior brother, Mu En. You only need to call me senior brother. In this way, we will not offend the majesty of the gods, and you can rightfully possess the core authority of the Sea God Pavilion."

Taking on apprentices on behalf of the master?

Yun Yi's heart was instantly filled with a tremendous surge of emotions.

He was well aware of the seniority system in the original work; Mu En was the Dragon God Douluo and the current master of the Sea God Pavilion.

His junior brother was practically an ancestor in the entire Shrek Academy!

The current dean of the Martial Soul Department, Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Soul Guidance Department, Xian Lin'er, and even the unruly Taotie Douluo Xuanzi, all have to hold their noses and call him Junior Uncle!

The seniority system is maxed out right from the start.

Yun Yi couldn't help but smile, and he clasped his hands in a crisp and decisive salute: "I'll leave it all to Senior Brother's arrangements."

Seeing Yun Yi's nonchalant attitude, Mu En couldn't help but chuckle.

He turned to look at the main seat that represented the highest authority of the Sea God Pavilion.

For a fleeting moment, the idea of ​​grooming Yun Yi to be the next successor of the Sea God flashed through his mind.

But it was only for a moment before the thought vanished.

Are they grooming him to succeed the Sea God Pavilion?

Yun Yi is destined to inherit the divine position and ascend to the realm of gods.

The small pond of Douluo Continent simply cannot contain this colossal dragon that devours the heavens.

What Shrek Academy can do is to use all its resources to pave the way for him before he grows up and to forge this good relationship.

"Now that your identity has been decided, it's time to let the old guys in the pavilion get to know you." With a wave of his sleeve, Mu En's vast spiritual power of light transformed into a solid golden pillar, which shot straight towards the trunk of the golden tree deep within the Sea God Pavilion.

"clang--"

The melodious and deep chimes resonated from within the golden tree.

The bell tolled without being outwardly visible, yet it resounded precisely within the spiritual sea of ​​every elder of the Sea God Pavilion.

This is the highest-level summons from the Sea God Pavilion!

Before the echoes of the bell had faded, a series of whooshing sounds came from outside the Sea God Pavilion.

"boom!"

The heavy wooden door was pushed open roughly, and a disheveled figure holding a large purplish-red gourd, with his beard and hair standing on end and his eyes bloodshot, appeared. It was none other than Taotie Douluo Xuanzi.

As soon as Xuanzi stepped in, he was met with the scorching heat and biting cold that had not yet completely dissipated in the air.

He looked up and saw that the dome was damaged and the ground was covered with scorch marks and frost.

The custom-made wheelchair that originally belonged to Moon has long since been reduced to dust.

In the center of the ruins stood a middle-aged man with black hair who seemed both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar, with a six-year-old child standing beside him.

Where did Old Mu go?!

Just as Xuanzi was thinking of unleashing his soul power to interrogate the black-haired middle-aged man.

A long, strong hand with distinct knuckles silently rested on Xuanzi's wrist.

"Xuanzi, you haven't changed a bit about your impulsive and reckless temper."

A deep, resonant voice, tinged with a hint of helplessness, rang clearly in Xuanzi's ears.

A dazzling golden halo emanated from that palm.

The pure aura of the Holy Dragon of Light transformed into an insurmountable wall of sighs, forcefully suppressing the soul power circulating within Xuanzi's body.

Xuanzi felt a tremendous and irresistible force surge towards him, pushing him back more than ten steps. He gasped for breath before he could finally regain his balance.

He suddenly raised his head and stared intently at the black-haired man in front of him.

The same aura, the same tone of voice, the same divine charm of the Holy Dragon of Light.

That broken, hunched, and lifeless body has transformed into the powerful, vibrant, and overwhelmingly powerful physical form before us.

"Old Master Mu...?" Xuanzi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, his jaw was half open, and the large purple gourd he cherished in his hand slammed onto the back of his foot with a "thud," but he was completely unaware of it, and his whole body was completely stunned.

Just then, a series of whooshing sounds came from outside the door again.

Yan Shaozhe, Xian Lin'er, Qian Duoduo, Old Song... the elders of the Sea God Pavilion gathered here.

Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and their soul power surged.

But when they rushed into the room and saw what was in front of them, everyone froze on the spot.

The room was completely silent, with only the heavy, rapid breathing of the group filling the room.

Yan Shaozhe stared intently at the man standing in the center with his hands behind his back.

His long, jet-black hair, his straight spine like a javelin, and his imposing, dignified presence.

This is clearly the Dragon God Douluo from decades ago, who dominated the world and was full of vigor!

"Teacher..." Yan Shaozhe's voice trembled violently, his knees went weak, and he almost knelt down.

He rubbed his eyes hard, fearing that this was just a hallucinatory dream created by the enemy.

Xianlin covered her lips, her eyes instantly reddening, tears welling up in them.

Qian Duoduo pinched her thigh hard and gasped.

They knew all too well just how serious Moon's injuries were.

Even the golden tree of the Sea God Pavilion could only barely prolong its life.

But now, that frail old man, who could only live on in a wheelchair, has been given a new lease on life, and his vitality is even greater than that of everyone present!

Moon's gaze swept gently over the elders, each with their own distinct expression, a composed smile playing on his lips.

He didn't rush to explain the strange changes in his body, but instead turned to the side, letting Yun Yi, who was standing next to him, come forward.

"What are you all standing there for?" Moon's voice was powerful and resonant, shaking the entire Sea God Pavilion and making everyone's eardrums tingle.

"I have summoned you here today not only to show you my body, which has been reborn."

He pointed to Yun Yi beside him, his expression becoming solemn and dignified.

"Let me introduce you. This is Yun Yi, the last disciple I accepted on behalf of my master." Mu En's gaze was sharp, his keen eyes lingering on Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe for a moment.

"From now on, he will be my junior brother, Mu En. You should all know how to address him according to seniority."

These words sent shockwaves through the minds of the elders, who were already in a state of extreme shock.

Xuanzi glanced at the radiant Mu En, then turned to look at the six-year-old child in front of him, his lips twitching uncontrollably.

Yan Shaozhe was struck dumb, frozen in place.

The teacher's junior apprentice?

Doesn't that mean that this kid, who hasn't even grown his hair yet, has directly become the most senior member of Shrek Academy?

As the dean of the Martial Soul Department and a Super Douluo, I'm supposed to bow respectfully and call this six-year-old "Junior Uncle"?!