Black World, Shrek Academy.
At this moment, the entire academy had fallen into an unusual silence.
No one spoke.
No one moved.
All eyes were fixed on a single person—
Yu Xiaogang.
The reason was simple.
The scene displayed on the Heavenly Curtain… had appeared once before.
And that time—
The one being beaten had been Yu Xiaogang himself.
Back then, the reason was absurd enough to become a joke whispered in private.
Because of a single mistake—an incident so ridiculous it was hard to even repeat—Yu Xiaogang had ended up being violently beaten by his own father, Yu Yuanzhen.
To be honest…
Looking back now, not a single person present would stand up and say that Yu Yuanzhen had been wrong.
If anything—
Most of them silently believed they would have beaten Yu Xiaogang even harder.
But now—
The same scene had appeared again.
Yu Yuanzhen, once more, displaying overwhelming authority through violence.
Yet this time—
The one being beaten was not Yu Xiaogang.
Instead, it was those who dared to mock him.
Two identical actions.
Two completely different meanings.
One—
A furious outburst, born from humiliation and the loss of all dignity.
The other—
A confident display of power, meant to re-establish authority and reclaim lost prestige.
The difference between the two—
Was like heaven and earth.
Ning Rongrong crossed her arms, tilting her head slightly as she looked at Yu Xiaogang.
Her lips curled into a mischievous smile.
"Grandmaster," she said sweetly, though her tone carried a clear hint of mockery, "I wonder how you're feeling right now?"
It was a question.
But also—
A provocation.
Yu Xiaogang didn't answer immediately.
Instead, he looked at her.
His gaze was complicated.
Anger.
Resentment.
Humiliation.
Unwillingness.
All of it churned together, forming a storm behind his eyes.
Finally—
He spoke.
"Ning Rongrong," he said through clenched teeth, "you are not welcome here."
"You can leave."
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
But Ning Rongrong—
Didn't care at all.
She glanced at him casually, her expression full of disdain.
"This isn't your territory," she replied coolly. "Who do you think you are?"
Her words were sharp.
Direct.
And completely unapologetic.
Yu Xiaogang's fists tightened.
His nails dug into his palms.
He had tolerated her for a long time.
From the very beginning, Ning Rongrong had shown him little respect. Her words were often sarcastic, her tone dismissive.
Still—
He had endured it.
Because in his mind, there was still a plan.
In the future, Tang San would shine in the Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.
At that time—
Ning Rongrong, as the daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, would be the perfect support.
A powerful ally.
A valuable asset.
But now—
All of that no longer mattered.
His anger had completely overridden his rationality.
He no longer cared about the future.
He only wanted—
To drive her away.
"Flender!"
Yu Xiaogang suddenly roared.
His voice echoed through the academy.
"Aren't you going to kick her out?!"
He pointed at Ning Rongrong, his expression twisted with fury.
"I'll make it clear—"
"It's either her or me!"
Hearing this—
Everyone froze.
All eyes turned toward Flender.
Even Ning Rongrong raised an eyebrow slightly, her lips curling into a playful smile.
She looked like a little devil—
Enjoying the chaos.
Flender opened his mouth.
For a moment, it seemed like he was about to agree.
After all—
Yu Xiaogang was his old friend.
His brother.
Their bond went back many years.
But—
Just as the words reached his lips—
He hesitated.
Because in his mind—
A letter appeared.
A letter from Ning Fengzhi.
The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The contents had been polite, even friendly.
He had informed Flender that his beloved daughter, Ning Rongrong, would be staying at Shrek Academy for a period of time.
And he hoped that Flender, as the dean, would take good care of her.
But—
At the end of the letter—
There were two additional messages.
"Flender, take good care of Rongrong. Don't let her be unhappy."
Signed—
Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.
"If Rongrong is unhappy, then both Sword Douluo and I will be unhappy."
"You understand the consequences."
Signed—
Bone Douluo, Gu Rong.
If Ning Fengzhi's words were polite—
Then these two messages were outright threats.
Two Titled Douluo.
Speaking personally.
Flender didn't even dare to imagine the consequences of offending them.
Kick Ning Rongrong out?
He might not survive long enough to regret it.
In the end—
Flender made his decision.
But it was not the one Yu Xiaogang expected.
"Xiaogang… calm down," Flender said slowly.
"Ning Rongrong is still a child."
"Why get angry with a child?"
The moment those words were spoken—
Yu Xiaogang's face turned red with rage.
"You mean… you're letting her stay?!"
His voice trembled.
"Fine!"
"Then I'll leave!"
He turned sharply and began walking away.
Flender instinctively raised a hand—
As if to stop him.
But after a moment—
He lowered it.
Yu Xiaogang took two steps.
Then—
He stopped.
No one followed.
No one spoke.
No one tried to stop him.
His body stiffened.
Slowly—
He turned back.
"Are you really just going to watch me leave?"
His voice carried disbelief.
In truth—
He had never intended to leave.
Shrek Academy had too many talented students.
It was the perfect place to prove himself.
He couldn't bear to give that up.
This—
Had only been a threat.
Flender understood immediately.
A flicker of anger appeared in his eyes.
But in the end—
He said nothing.
He simply turned his head—
And looked at the Heavenly Curtain.
Seeing this—
Everyone else remained silent.
Tang San frowned slightly, his expression dark.
Ning Rongrong, on the other hand—
Smiled.
A provocative smile.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned bloodshot.
His breathing grew heavy.
Like a raging bull.
But in the end—
He didn't leave.
The words he had spoken—
"It's either her or me"—
Were swallowed back down.
He walked to the side.
Standing alone.
As if drawing an invisible line between himself and everyone else.
[The video continues…]
[After settling Yu Xiaogang and leaving Ye Hengchuan to care for him, Yu Yuanzhen brought the Grand Elder and the Second Elder into his study.]
"Sect Master," the Grand Elder asked, his expression full of curiosity, "what exactly is the situation with Xiaogang's spirit ring?"
"That display just now… you completely crushed Yu Qingya and the Third Elder's dignity."
The Second Elder nodded.
"That's right. You've endured for Xiaogang for so many years."
"What changed?"
"What kind of spirit ring… gave you such confidence?"
Yu Yuanzhen leaned back in his chair.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"I don't yet know Xiaogang's exact spirit ability."
"But…"
He raised a single finger.
"I can tell you the age of his first spirit ring."
The room fell silent.
"A thousand years."
"What?!"
Both elders shouted in unison.
Their eyes widened in shock.
"That's right," Yu Yuanzhen said calmly.
"A thousand-year spirit ring… as his first."
"Otherwise, how could I have such confidence?"
The Grand Elder began pacing.
Back and forth.
Muttering to himself.
"Incredible… truly incredible…"
The Second Elder remained still.
But his trembling hands revealed everything.
His heart—
Was anything but calm.
At this moment—
Yu Yuanzhen spoke again.
"However…"
"This is a special case."
"It cannot be replicated."
He explained.
The reason Yu Xiaogang had been able to absorb such a powerful spirit ring—
Was because of Little Dragon.
A unique existence.
One that helped bear the burden.
Hearing this—
Both elders sighed.
Disappointment appeared on their faces.
But even so—
Their excitement did not fade.
A thousand-year first spirit ring.
Such a foundation—
Was unheard of.
"In the future…"
The Grand Elder's voice trembled.
"Xiaogang's potential will be limitless."
The Second Elder nodded slowly.
"In a few decades…"
"Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect…"
"May produce two Douluo."
"And one of them…"
"Will possess a spirit ring configuration beyond imagination."
The room fell silent once more.
But this time—
It was not tension.
It was anticipation.
Because everyone understood—
Something extraordinary—
Had just begun.
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