"Heh!"
"When did even sneaky cowards who don't dare show their faces start daring to stir up trouble at our Shrek Academy? Is it because we've been too nice lately?"
Facing the figure who called themselves "Lord Fireworks," Long Yeyue was not polite at all—completely cutting off any chance for the other side to speak.
"Rats like you can only fool those people in the Federation. And now you want our Shrek Academy to play along with your boring tricks? Dream on!"
With just one scolding, Long Yeyue was about to crush the doll in her hand. However, what the doll said next made her stop abruptly—shocking even all the Elders of the Sea God Pavilion into fury.
"If you destroy this doll, Lord Fireworks will have no choice but to detonate the bomb, you know?"
"You… what did you say?"
At those words, a red light flashed across Long Yeyue's eyes. Shrek was her home—now someone dared to plant bombs in her home?
"Huh? Didn't catch that? Then Lord Fireworks will repeat it—it's a bomb!"
"And not just any bomb! It's a level ten fixed-installation soul-guided shell—something Lord Fireworks went through a lot of trouble to make! If it explodes in Shrek Academy, it'll be a grand fireworks show for sure!"
"How's that? Surprised? Shocked?"
Hearing this, all the Sea God Pavilion Elders' expressions turned grim. They all knew what a level ten soul-guided shell meant—if such a thing really exploded, the damage and casualties would be unimaginable!
"You dare?!" Long Yeyue's eyes widened. "If you actually set it off, I'll tear you into a thousand pieces!"
But the only response she got was the mocking laughter coming from the doll.
"Hahaha! You actually want to attack Lord Fireworks? Go ahead!"
"But do you even know who Lord Fireworks really is? No? That's fine—Lord Fireworks will tell you!"
The room fell silent. This was a major crisis for Shrek, and none of them dared act rashly. If that level ten soul-guided shell really did go off, Shrek would be dealt an unimaginable blow.
"Actually, Lord Fireworks's real identity… is the Sea God Tang San! As long as you're willing to revive my beloved, I can descend as a god and help Shrek through this crisis!"
"…"
"Don't believe me? That's fine—I've got another version… Lord Fireworks is actually the God of Emotions, Huo Yuhao! If you help me find my lost Dong'er, you can obtain the divine power of emotion and use the supreme divine skill, the Hao-Dong Triple Supreme!"
Lies again!
But even so, some people's eyes flickered with suspicion. God of Emotions? There was no such thing recorded in history—how did she know about this?
Even though their minds were filled with questions, now was not the time for such things. What mattered most was how to deal with the attack on Shrek Academy.
"Sigh! Lord Fireworks has said so much already—why don't you believe me? Looks like I have no choice but to speak plainly…"
"Actually, I'm just here for revenge, Long Yeyue!"
Revenge?
At those words, all the Elders turned to look at Long Yeyue. This old woman hadn't shown herself on the continent in decades—maybe even a century. If it was her enemy, they'd probably be able to identify them soon.
"Back then, you were pregnant with my child, and you still married the Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion—how shameless! Even the innocent child died young!"
"Now, I, Chen Xinjie, have come to avenge the child!"
"You bastard!!"
At the name Chen Xinjie, Long Yeyue immediately erupted in rage, her soul power surging as she prepared to crush the doll in her hand.
"Yue-jie, no!!" Yun Ming moved in that moment, urgently reaching out to stop her. "We're still not sure whether there are really bombs planted in Shrek. We can't act rashly!"
"What, so we're just supposed to let this little trash do whatever they want?" Long Yeyue was clearly furious, but once again, the doll's voice rang out.
"Hahaha! Seeing you so mad makes Lord Fireworks so happy!"
"By the way, the bomb? That was a lie~ Lord Fireworks came here just to give you all a big gift! After all, the Sea God Pavilion Elders are the top elites—so even though Lord Fireworks is the number one beautiful girl in the universe, she still has to work hard and keep grinding to catch up to you!"
"That's right! Keep grinding!"
"Lord Fireworks's goal is very simple—just to turn Shrek into its literal name: Shit Visitors!"
"Now that the gift has been delivered, Lord Fireworks will take her leave! Please enjoy to your hearts' content!"
As the last word dropped, the doll between Yun Ming and Long Yeyue instantly burst with white light—about to explode.
"Not good! Everyone, get ready to defen—!"
At the change, Yun Ming immediately warned the surrounding Elders to defend themselves. He also activated his soul power to block the explosion. But the bomb went off faster than expected—so fast it didn't even emit a wave or fluctuation, completely slipping past his senses.
BOOM—!!
In the blink of an eye, centered on the doll, a violent shockwave swept through everyone in the Sea God Pavilion. It instantly melted away their soul power defenses, restricting their movements, and worst of all—a pungent, nauseating smell filled the room.
Soon, the strange material from the doll spread throughout the Sea God Pavilion. The Elders did not sit still—they quickly rushed outside. But even then, the worst still couldn't be avoided.
Among them, Yun Ming and Long Yeyue, who were closest to the doll, were hit hardest—their faces were covered. The other Elders weren't spared either. Everyone's expressions turned unsightly—some even vomited.
If it were the Eighth Elder, he'd probably happily start eating. But these Elders of the Sea God Pavilion were not the same.
"AAAAHHHH—!! YOU LITTLE BASTARD! I WON'T LET YOU GO ALIVE!!"
Long Yeyue howled to the sky, her rage beyond words. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? If she didn't get revenge for this, could she still call herself the legendary Light-Dark Douluo?
"Yun Ming! Go inform the Federation—this is now Shrek's war!"
"We must capture that little scum and tear her into pieces!"
"…I understand—bleurgh—!" Yun Ming's face turned dark. In the end, he couldn't help it and threw up too.
Just like previous attacks, there were nearly no casualties—but in terms of humiliation, this was absolutely the worst ever.
And yes—in the most literal, shit-covered sense of the word!
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Meanwhile, in a room inside the Inner Court…
"Standby mode…"
Heita, who had been resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them wide—but the next second, she burst out laughing, clearly schadenfreude on her face.
"As expected of Lord Fireworks… or should I say Aha? You even dared to pull this off? Now Shrek truly has become 'Shit Visitors'."
"But you dare to target me? Then taste the pain first!"