Douluo Continent: Ultimate Sea God Dragon, Inheriting Two Godhoods

As the Royal Fighting Team members savored their sausages, a deep voice rang out.

"Qin Ming! It really is you back!"

"Hahaha--"

Amidst hearty and cheerful laughter, a burly middle-aged man emerged from the village, accompanied by Oscar, who had just gone to fetch help.

Seeing this, Qin Ming disregarded the sausage in his hand and quickly went to greet Zhao Wuji, kneeling on one knee before him with his eyes filled with excitement. "Disciple Qin Ming greets Vice Dean Zhao Wuji."

"Good lad!"

Zhao Wuji helped Qin Ming up from the ground, looked him up and down, and laughed.

"It really is you!"

As he spoke, he patted him on the shoulder.

"You're getting better and better. It seems it won't be long before you catch up with this old man."

Qin Ming stood respectfully with his hands at his sides, smiling but saying nothing.

Immediately, Zhao Wuji also turned his gaze to the group of young men and women standing outside the academy behind Qin Ming.

They were currently surrounding Oscar.

What happened is unknown.

However, Oscar was holding a Gintama coin in one hand and a sausage in the other, looking ecstatic.

Zhao Wuji: "..."

That kid is such a disgrace!

Feeling awkward, Zhao Wuji looked away.

"Are those children all your students?"

Qin Ming, unaware of what had happened:

"Yes."

"Tsk tsk tsk—they're all little monsters! Looks like you're a very good teacher."

With an appreciative gaze, Zhao Wuji swept his eyes over the members of the Royal Fighting Team once more. But when his gaze landed on Ouyang Ling, it suddenly froze. Was there something wrong with this kid's soul power fluctuations?

However, at this moment, Qin Ming spoke up, attracting his attention. "It's not that I teach well, but that the child himself has excellent talent and background."

Qin Ming spoke with a wry smile.

"Really?"

Zhao Wuji was curious.

Which college do you teach at?

"Heavenly Dou Royal Academy"

Zhao Wuji: "..."

Hiss—oh, so that's it.

A strange glint flashed in his eyes.

"Then we're quite destined to meet."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Zhao Wuji invited everyone to enter the academy together, saying, "Come on, let's all go in and have a seat."

He then put his arm around Qin Ming and laughed loudly, "I'm sure that old devil Flander will be overjoyed to see you, kid."

The teachers and students were catching up, and the younger generation naturally had plenty to talk about. They even became fast friends with Oscar because they didn't mind his sausage.

"Xiao Ao, besides you, how many other students are there in your academy?" Yu Feng asked curiously as he happily ate a grilled sausage.

"There are two more."

Those who like his sausages are all brothers!

Since they were brothers, Oscar didn't hide anything.

"One is named Ma Hongjun, whose martial spirit is the Fire Phoenix..."

"Whoa—"

Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng's eyes flashed with surprise.

"There's even a Fire Phoenix Soul Master here!"

Ouyang Ling shrugged:

Even a humble dwelling can produce a golden phoenix.

Yu Tianheng flashed his crescent-shaped eyes: "Speak like a human."

"Mutated from a chicken, and with some talent."

"From a chicken to a phoenix... this is truly..." he exclaimed, then said to Ouyang Ling, "No wonder you all have your eyes on Shrek Academy."

"It's worth it."

Yu Tianheng nodded. "Worth it."

As long as the Fire Phoenix Martial Soul can be stabilized and become the family's inherited Martial Soul, then a brand new and powerful Soul Master family will rise in the future.

Even as they talked, Yu Feng continued asking questions. After finishing with Ma Hongjun, they moved on to the next person.

"And there's Dai Mubai, whose martial soul is the White Tiger..."

"White Tiger?"

Yu Tianheng stopped in his tracks.

"Your surname is Dai?"

Dugu Yan frowned slightly.

Besides the two of them, even Oslo, Ye Lingling, and the Shi brothers keenly noticed the abnormality and all looked at Ouyang Ling.

In fact, Yu Tianheng deliberately lowered his voice.

"It's from Xingluo's side..."

"That's exactly what you think."

Ouyang Ling remained unfazed and continued walking forward. The few people who had stopped were taken aback, but then followed suit.

"But that's the Star Luo royal family, isn't it?"

This time, Ye Lingling rarely spoke up.

"So what?"

Ouyang Ling didn't take it seriously. "When he arrived at Shrek Academy, Brother Xue had already thoroughly investigated his background. He's the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, and he has an older brother who's six years his senior. You should know the rules passed down in the Star Luo royal family. And he can't compete with them."

"So he escaped?"

Dugu Yan showed no restraint in her contempt, calling him a "coward."

Ouyang Ling chose to add fuel to the fire.

"He also has a fiancée."

Dugu Yan: "...Useless!"

Contempt disappeared, replaced by disgust.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji and Qin Ming were far away at the front, and because they were chatting so enthusiastically, neither of them could hear what Dugu Yan was saying.

Oscar, who was closer to them, heard everything clearly because of Dugu Yan's unrestrained words.

For a moment, it was a little awkward.

"that…"

"Don't mind her." Yu Feng patted Oscar on the shoulder. "That's just how the boss is." He lowered his voice as he spoke, "But she's also very petty."

"Is that so..."

Oscar stammered, his eyes darting around erratically.

Yu Feng asked, puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

The next second, a foul wind swept by, and a cold glint flashed behind him. Yu Feng subconsciously turned around and clearly saw Dugu Yan's face, which had turned completely gloomy.

Before he could even break out in a cold sweat, Dugu Yan walked right past him as if nothing had happened.

Before he could relax, Oslo patted Yufeng on the shoulder and stared at him as if he were a dead man.

"Boss, you'd better watch yourself."

After saying that, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

In an instant, Yu Feng froze on the spot.

The members of the Royal Fighting Team walked by one after another, all with a strange sense of pity in their eyes.

Until the very end, Ye Lingling witnessed this scene. Yu Feng, who had thought he would be comforted, instead heard Ye Lingling say "petty" in front of him, and then glanced at Yu Feng, whose face had turned pale.

"Ha, you're dead meat."

The next second, "Bang—"

Yu Feng fell straight down, much to Oscar's surprise!

"Hey, hey—what happened to you!? Wait—why is your face turning blue! Are you poisoned!? Hang in there, my second soul skill can cure poison! I have a little sausage."

He shoved the small sausage into Yu Feng's mouth.

Then, the weird thing happened:

"Thank you, five copper soul coins."

Yu Feng's eyes widened, and after struggling to swallow, he exclaimed, "You...you still...desperate for money!?"

"Look at what you're saying, you can't dine and dash, can you?"

"What's all that commotion about in the back?"

Zhao Wuji turned around and noticed something amiss.

"Hey—, Xiaoming, your blond student is lying on the ground! He looks like he's been poisoned!"

Upon hearing the words "blonde student" and "poisoned," Qin Ming didn't even need to look at him; his lips twitched involuntarily. "Teacher Zhao, don't worry about him. He'll be fine. Even if something happens, it's just his own fault."

Zhao Wuji asked skeptically, "Will this work?"

"Fine!" Qin Ming said helplessly.

"Let's hurry and see the dean."

"Alright then." Seeing that Qin Ming wasn't in a hurry, Zhao Wuji didn't take it to heart. "That old devil Flander is in his office right now. Let me tell you, he's not only lazier than before, but also much stingier!"

At this moment, they had already entered the village.

Soon, they arrived at the dean's office.

At this moment, Flander was leisurely leaning back in his chair in his office. His life these past few years had been quite comfortable. After all, with the Crown Prince's support, the academy was barely managing to stay afloat. The small number of students meant that funds and resources were being used effectively.

Now that he no longer had to scramble for Shrek Academy's funds, Flander felt a little more relaxed. At least, he suddenly had the urge to make tea.

Just as he took out the tea canister, teapot, and teacups,

"Knock knock knock—"

There was a knock on the office door.

The heavy knocking immediately alerted him to who it was.

"Old Zhao! It's just a knock on the door, why are you knocking so hard?! Who's going to pay for it if the door breaks?! Believe me or not, I'll deduct that money from your salary!"

"Boss, you're so stingy!"

"How many years have you been paying wages?"

Zhao Wuji opened the door and walked in, but his questioning tone was laced with a playful grin. He gestured behind him, "Xiao Ming, come and see what your Dean looks like now! Doesn't he look familiar?"

"Xiao Ming?"

Flanders was taken aback, but when he saw the young man who bowed to him as he entered the office…

"Dean Flander, Qin Ming has come to visit."

Suppressing his excitement, Flander adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose to appear calm. "So it's you back, kid. I thought you'd forgotten all about us old folks."

Qin Ming responded humbly, "No matter what, the two deans will always be Qin Ming's teachers, and Qin Ming will always be a disciple of Shrek Academy."

"You little rascal."

At this moment, Flander also noticed several fluctuations of soul power outside the door. Except for one, the others were unfamiliar to him. So he asked, "Xiao Ming, did someone else come with you?"

Qin Ming nodded. "He is my student."

"Oh? So you're teaching at a college?" Flanders asked the same question.

Qin Ming nodded.

He repeated what he had said before.

"Heavenly Dou Royal Academy..."

Flanders' expression was complex and ambiguous.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji said, "Boss, are there any acquaintances of yours among these kids?"

"Someone I know?"

Flanders was taken aback by what he heard.

How could he possibly know anyone among a group of children?

The next sentence is:

"He still has the keepsake you gave him."

In an instant, Flanders realized the truth.

"Quick! Let them in!"

The voice just fell,

Ouyang Ling was the first to step into the room. Looking at the slightly excited Flander, she smiled and said, "Senior Flander, it's been years! How have you been?"