Chapter 54: The Uncrowned King!
"Rongrong..."
Zhu Zhuqing wasn't surprised to see Ning Rongrong. After all, she had only left the academy yesterday, so it was perfectly normal for her to still be here today.
"What a coincidence, Zhuqing. Looks like you left that lousy academy too, huh?" Ning Rongrong said with a smile.
Zhu Zhuqing silently nodded, admitting it. She saw no hope in Shrek Academy, and more importantly, she didn't like the atmosphere there. It felt like a gathering place for thugs and hooligans.
That so called dean even encouraged causing trouble, promoted gambling, and glorified fighting… Everything she saw was about brute force and bullying the weak. It lacked every quality a proper academy should have.
Of course, to say Shrek was completely useless wouldn't be fair either. At the very least, the faculty was strong the dean and teachers were quite powerful. Teaching students in the thirty to forty spirit rank range was easy for them.
But unfortunately, the academy's overall conditions were terrible.
Not even mentioning the poor food quality, what kind of academy doesn't have a mimicry training ground?
The difference in cultivation speed between having a mimicry training ground and not having one was massive.
For a soul master, a mimicry training ground was like the legendary cultivation paradises in immortal cultivation novels. Training within one could yield twice the results with half the effort.
The students admitted to Shrek were already geniuses among geniuses. If such talented individuals had the additional support of a mimicry training ground, their cultivation speed would soar even higher, leading to greater future achievements.
It was well known that the golden age of cultivation for a soul master was before the age of twenty. The higher the level a soul master could reach before turning twenty, the greater their potential in the future. In this crucial period, every second counted.
Yet Shrek lacked one of the most essential resources for soul master cultivation. From enrolling at twelve to graduating at twenty an eight year period students missed out on the massive benefits of a mimicry training ground. The loss was immeasurable.
In the original story, if Tang San hadn't given the other six immortal herbs that transformed their physiques and fundamentally improved their talents, those so called prodigies would have been completely wasted at Shrek Academy, which lacked even basic resources.
"So, what are your plans now?" Seeing Zhu Zhuqing confirm that she had left Shrek, Ning Rongrong smiled knowingly, a thought forming in her mind.
"Plans..."
Thinking about her current situation, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes showed a hint of confusion. After a brief pause, she said, "I'll probably find another advanced soul master academy to enroll in."
"I see."
Ning Rongrong nodded, then suddenly said, "Actually, I've already found a suitable soul master academy. Want to come with me? We could be companions."
Zhu Zhuqing was surprised by the invitation and hesitated. At this stage, she actually preferred to train alone in silence. She wasn't particularly eager to enroll in another academy. Her mindset was already leaning toward giving up on the whole idea.
Seeing her hesitation, Ning Rongrong seized the opportunity and added, "The academy I found isn't just any ordinary academy. It has the world's best teachers, the finest resources... Without the right connections, you can't even get in."
Then, with a meaningful look, she said, "Zhuqing, if you miss this opportunity, you'll definitely regret it later~"
"I'm going!"
Zhu Zhuqing responded instantly, without a second thought.
The world's best teachers?
Ning Rongrong had practically spelled it out for her.
If she still didn't get it, then she might as well forget about having any intelligence at all.
However, was the academy Ning Rongrong mentioned really the one she was hoping for? If she ended up misunderstanding, Zhu Zhuqing might be so disappointed that she'd want to bash her head against a wall.
…
On the other side
Ye Cheng had arrived at the now deserted Tyrant Dragon City, once again standing on the cliff's edge, overlooking the empty, ghostly city below.
His thoughts drifted back to the past… Unfortunately, the original White Cloud City had been completely destroyed twenty years ago in a great calamity. The current Tyrant Dragon City had merely been rebuilt on the ruins.
Though traces of White Cloud City's past remained, Ye Cheng could no longer feel the same connection to it.
The more he looked, the more displeased he became.
He raised his hand and, with a flick of his sleeve, unleashed countless sword lights from within his robe. They shot into the sky, gathering above the city.
In an instant, the entire sky was covered in dazzling white sword energy, like storm clouds blotting out the heavens.
It was an awe inspiring sight!
"Fall!"
The sword lights rained down like a torrential storm.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!...
The deafening explosions echoed endlessly.
By the time the sword lights faded
The once intact city had been completely erased.
Not a single remnant remained, leaving behind only a vast, flat expanse of solid ground.
Ye Cheng nodded in satisfaction.
Of course, he hadn't done this just for fun or to recreate the scene from the future video. The reason for destroying the city was simple he wanted to rebuild White Cloud City in its original location.
And this time, it would be even grander than before!
His vision was to design the new White Cloud City in the style of the ancient Northern Capital, with the city's core his residence modeled after the Forbidden City itself. He had always admired that architectural style, and in this world of extraordinary power, he could make the Forbidden City even more magnificent than its Earthly counterpart!
Once completed, the new White Cloud City would be more majestic than even the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire. And it would be independent free from any nation's rule. He would be its lord in name, but in reality…
He would be the Uncrowned King!
Power is authority. With strength comes dominion.
As the strongest soul master of this era, his fists were the ultimate law. He might not have the title of emperor, but his authority was no different from one.
And why did he suddenly want to build a city?
Simply put, he wanted a home. A place to rest when he was tired.
Twenty years…
Ye Cheng had long grown weary of wandering, of living without a permanent place to stay.
In the past, he had lacked the strength to settle anywhere, let alone build a home. He had never dared to stay in one place for too long, fearing that comfort would dull his will to resist, that he would forget he was once an outsider to this world and eventually fade into mediocrity.
But now that he possessed absolute strength, everything he once feared was no longer a concern.
Now, he could do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted.
He was a Limit Douluo, the strongest in the world!
Claiming a piece of land and building a city to rule over was that too much to ask?
And as for the fact that this land originally belonged to the Heaven Dou Empire?
Nonsense! This land had belonged to the Ye family since ancient times.
See these nine blood red spirit rings on me?
Isn't that proof enough that this land is mine?
(End of chapter)
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