Chapter 131

Seven people gritted their teeth, severed their own arms, and the miserable cries never ceased.

"Can we leave now?" they asked, panting, their faces flushed from pain.

"Get lost; if there's a next time, I will surely take your lives," Li Fei said calmly.

The seven turned and fled.

He raised his hand and waved; a green flame appeared, instantly obliterating the seven arms and blood.

As they walked, they arrived at Shrek Academy.

The majestic Soul Master Academy lies amidst the boundless green wilds, where classical and modern architectural styles intertwine to create a unique charm.

Towering marble steps lead straight to the main building; Gothic spires pierce the clouds, while the wide glass curtain walls reflect the blue sky and white clouds.

Mysterious runes are carved onto the academy's bronze gate, as if containing ancient power.

Upon entering the academy, one can feel a solemn and reverent atmosphere.

In the central plaza, fountains and gardens complement each other; students in uniform uniforms exchange and practice here.

The library building is tall and solemn, its shelves filled with heavy tomes; under the lights, students bury themselves in study, the rustle of pen tips sounding.

Inside the laboratory, various magical apparatus are neatly arranged; teachers and students conduct experiments attentively, with sparks and light flashing between the vessels.

On the imitation training ground, the trainees enhance their soul power through intense practice; each sword swing and punch carries a wind sound.

On the wide arena, inter-academy Soul Master duels are held regularly; cheers and encouragement rise and fall from the stands, as youthful hearts and passion collide here.

The Soul Master Academy is not only a hall of knowledge but also the place where dreams set sail.

Every trainee here seeks their own soul power path; their eyes are firm and fervent, just like the academy itself, filled with infinite possibilities and a splendid future.

After Flandre and others acquired vast wealth, plus the Li family's strong capital investment, they instantly became prosperous, buying the entire village, establishing a brand-new Shrek Academy, and simultaneously increasing enrollment while lowering the entrance standards compared to the original.

Otherwise, such a large academy with only a few students would indeed be inappropriate.

The continent has many talents, some of whom develop later; to avoid missing hidden potential, Li Fei had previously negotiated with Flandre, insisting that the academy's admission standards must be lowered.

Flandre, indebted to the Li family, naturally agreed; moreover, under the influence of Li Fei's soul‑poisoning chicken soup, he changed greatly and also endorsed Li Fei's theory.

Not only did Shrek Academy gain more students, but the number of teachers increased as well.

Without the token, Li Fei and Gu Yue could not enter the academy directly.

"Boss Dai, where are we going to play tonight?"

Not far ahead, three people were walking toward us.

The leader had heterochromatic blond hair; the other two were one thin and one fat.

These two were Oscar and Ma Hongjun.

After such a long time apart, their changes were also significant.

Now that the academy has money, the meals are also very good.

The "Boss Dai" they spoke of naturally referred to Dai Mubai.

The youth's blond hair fell like a waterfall over his shoulders, each strand seeming to shimmer with silver light in the sunshine.

His eyes were a pair of heterochromatic eyes—one like a deep, mysterious blue ocean; the other like the brightest star in a dark night sky, blazing with radiance.

Within his eyes lay different stories, making one unable to resist wanting to explore further.

White robes gently covered his well-proportioned figure; the white surpassed snow, reflecting his skin's translucent jade-like quality.

His bearing revealed an innate noble elegance—both refined and graceful, yet not lacking in heroic vigor.

As the white‑clad youth walked, an unspoken aura seemed to move with the wind—a tiger's might emanating from his marrow, making one dare not meet his gaze.

His brows bore firmness and resolve; beneath his sword‑like brows lay deep eyes that seemed to perceive hearts. His nose bridge was high, his lip line distinct, and each smile could easily captivate onlookers.

His hands were long and strong; even a light grip showed a force not to be underestimated.

This handsome youth walked ahead of the two; a breeze brushed past, lifting the hem of his clothing.

That unique tiger's might about him was not ferocious rage, but a composed calm forged through training, plus confidence and courage when facing unknown challenges.

This guy, having just entered the academy not long ago, became their boss thanks to his great strength and age.

After all, he is a Soul Elder in his early teens—his talent is absolutely awesome.

"Let's first stroll around the Soul Fighting Arena, then I'll take you to play with the Sister Flowers."

"You say, is my talent the strongest in the academy?"

Dai Mubai said, full of high spirits.

"Sure, but 'strongest' is not really up for discussion," Ma Hongjun said.

"Fatty, what do you mean?" Dai Mubai frowned.

"Talent and strength—you are definitely not the strongest," Oscar said.

"Could there be someone even more talented than me in the academy?" Dai Mubai said, a spark of interest rising; if true, he wanted to challenge them.

"Well, there is a person whose talent and strength are both formidable, and he hasn't graduated yet." As Ma Hongjun and Oscar recalled that figure, their eyes filled with admiration.

"Where is he? Let him come out and spar with me!"

"I'm a Soul Elder in my early teens, while you are only great Soul Masters!"

As the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Mubai instantly felt indignant.

"He's not at the academy because he hasn't come in a long time; his talent is too great and rather special—since enrollment he rarely appears on campus, very mysterious, cultivating alone."

"And our wealth came about because we followed him."

"I have to say, Brother Fei not only possesses formidable strength and talent, but his money‑making ability is also top‑notch!"

Oscar and Ma Hongjun sighed in admiration.

"What's his name?" Dai Mubai asked.

"Li Fei," Ma Hongjun said.

"Li Fei—sounds a bit familiar."

Isn't this the legendary figure from the academy?!

It's actually him!!

Dai Mubai showed a look of shock.

Yes, if it weren't for his financial expertise that made us prosperous, we wouldn't now have such a luxurious Shrek Academy, but would continue living a poor campus life.

The former Shrek Academy was extremely dilapidated; how could it have such facilities as now?

Oscar and Ma Hongjun, chatting back and forth, left Dai Mubai bewildered.

"Like that, this person really is remarkable." Dai Mubai, upon hearing, also showed a hint of approval.

This indeed is a legendary figure.

Building such a luxurious academy, with all kinds of facilities, requires a great deal of money.

Even he back then couldn't come up with this sum, let alone now, after escaping from the imperial family and wandering for a long time before arriving here as a destitute prince.

(End of chapter)