Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 242 The Master Rekindles Hope! The Seven Treasures Sect Sells Off Its Assets!

Tian Dou City, Dawn Hotel.

Following the exchange meeting, the Shrek Academy students were placed here.

Three days and three nights passed before Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes, his vision blurry for a while before focusing.

He felt as if his throat was stuffed with sand, and his chest ached with a dull ache.

"Xiaogang! You're finally awake!"

Liu Erlong's voice was clearly choked with sobs, and her bloodshot eyes showed that she had been waiting for a long time.

"The master has awakened?!"

Oscar's voice boomed, immediately spreading the news, followed by a flurry of footsteps outside the room.

Before Yu Xiaogang could react, a group of people had already gathered around his bed.

The Shrek Seven Devils, along with Flander and several teachers, were also present.

Everyone's face was filled with worry and joy, their eyes fixed on him.

"Xiaogang, how are you feeling?"

Liu Erlong reached out to help him, but then hesitated, as if afraid of hurting him, her fingertips trembling slightly in mid-air.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but only a hoarse gasp escaped his throat.

Tang San quickly brought over a cup of warm water. Liu Erlong took it and carefully supported the back of his neck, helping him swallow it little by little.

As the warm water slid down his throat, Yu Xiaogang finally felt a little more alive.

"I...it's okay."

He managed to speak, his voice so low it was almost inaudible.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Everyone knew he was putting on a brave face.

Flander adjusted his crooked glasses and chuckled dryly, "It's good that you're alright! Your fainting spell really scared us. If anything had happened to you, these little monsters would have lost their guiding light."

He deliberately put on a relaxed tone, but his eyes were fixed on Yu Xiaogang's face, as if afraid of missing the slightest change in his emotions.

Yu Xiaogang lowered his eyes, staring at his hands, and didn't reply.

Memories came flooding back.

Ever since he was publicly compared to Yu Xiaolie's Luo Sanpao, he felt utterly humiliated.

Whenever I think of my boastful words at the academic conference, the mocking looks from those people, and Yu Xiaolie's condescending gaze...

His Luo Sanpao, who can never break through level 30...

His theories, his persistence, everything he was so proud of...

He was like a joke in front of Yu Xiaolie.

"Grandmaster……"

Ning Rongrong suddenly spoke up, her voice soft, "Don't be sad. Yu Xiaolie was able to cultivate to the level of a Title Douluo because of the resources of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. If you also had the support of a sect, you would definitely be stronger than him!"

"Exactly!" Dai Mubai immediately chimed in, pumping his fist. "That guy's only good because of his powerful martial spirit. In terms of theoretical knowledge, he's not even worthy of carrying your shoes!"

Xiao Wu also came closer, her eyes red, and said, "Master, what you taught us has truly made us stronger! Without you, how could we have improved so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's chest heaved violently.

He looked up at the group of children.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, Dai Mubai...

These are all his hard work.

At this moment, Liu Erlong gently grasped his hand and whispered:

"Xiao Gang, your advantage lies in theoretical knowledge. We don't need to confront them head-on. The Shrek Seven Devils you've trained will surely become famous throughout the continent in the future!"

Her palms were warm, seemingly offering Yu Xiaogang some comfort.

"theory?"

Yu Xiaogang was somewhat stunned. He still remembered the exchange meeting, where the college representatives looked at him like he was an idiot, completely disapproving of his theory.

Suddenly, Tang San knelt on one knee by the bed, his eyes burning with unwavering determination:

"Teacher, do you still remember my first spirit ring? If it weren't for you, I would never have been able to absorb a 400-year-old Mandragora Serpent! Nor would I have made the Blue Silver Grass so useful!"

Yu Xiaogang was stunned.

The room suddenly became quiet.

All eyes were on Yu Xiaogang, filled with expectation, trust, and encouragement...

Shrek, united like a family, gradually dispelled the pent-up frustration in his chest.

Flanders patted him on the shoulder and grinned:
"Xiao Gang, although Shrek Academy is poor, every student it produces is a monster. No matter how strong Yu Xiaolie is, can he teach seven students like Xiao San?"

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and slowly sat up straight.

Yes, he also has this group of children, these geniuses who put his theories into practice and achieve amazing results.

His theories may not be recognized by those so-called "academic authorities," but the students he personally trained are the best proof!

If Tang San becomes a strong person, wouldn't that prove his theory is invincible?
He doesn't need to prove himself through Luo Sanpao; the Shrek Seven Devils only need to make a name for themselves, and that will naturally demonstrate his status as a master!

At that time, we'll give the entire Soul Master world a resounding slap in the face!

"You..." His voice choked with emotion, "...thank you."

Liu Erlong wiped his eyes and smiled, "This is the Xiaogang I know!" The atmosphere finally relaxed a bit.

Dai Mubai plopped down at the foot of the bed and scratched his head: "Dean, what do we do next? We can't keep staying in hotels, can we?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing half of the fighting spirit that had just been ignited.

Flanders fell silent.

Yes, Shrek Academy is gone, and they don't even have a place to stay now.

Are we to slink back to that run-down little village of Soto?

Flander knew better than anyone that there wasn't even a proper simulation training ground there, so how could he continue to train these children?

How can he possibly slap the face of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy and those who mocked him at the conference?
Immediately, his gaze drifted unconsciously toward Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong noticed Flander's gaze, blinked, and said, "Dean?"

Liu Erlong also noticed Flander's gaze and suddenly slapped his thigh: "That's right! Rongrong is the apple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's eye! Now that we're in trouble, Sect Master Ning won't just ignore us, will he?"

Immediately, everyone's eyes lit up.

Yu Xiaogang hesitated for a moment, but still took Ning Rongrong's hand and said earnestly, "Rongrong, you are the heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. The future of Shrek Academy... depends on you."

Ning Rongrong was taken aback, then straightened her back, her small face full of seriousness: "Master, don't worry! Shrek Academy is my home, I will definitely help! I'll go back now!"

She jumped out of bed, her ponytail tracing a cheerful arc in the air, and turned to run outside.

Oscar quickly chased after him, saying, "Wait for me! I'll take you home!"

The door slammed shut, and the room fell silent again.

Yu Xiaogang gazed at the sunlight outside the window and let out a long breath.

He would never admit defeat, no matter what.

……

That afternoon, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Rongrong skipped and hopped through the sect gate, but suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"What's going on here?"

Her eyes widened in disbelief at what she was seeing.

The sect square was filled with all sorts of treasures, including antiques, paintings, jewelry, jade, and several iron cages containing catwomen of various appearances.

At this moment, more than a dozen auction house staff members were checking ledgers, the abacus beads clattering loudly. On the table were even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's shop contracts and land deeds from all over the empire...

"This jade screen is estimated to be worth 200,000 gold soul coins."

"The land deed for the manor in the south of Tiandou City is valued at two million."

"And this batch of soul tools, although they are a bit old, are exquisitely crafted..."

All of this made Ning Rongrong's ears ring.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is incredibly wealthy, it has never sold off its assets on such a large scale before!

Immediately, she grabbed a passing disciple, her voice trembling, "What happened? Where's Dad?"

The disciple's face was ashen, and he whispered, "Miss, the Sect Master is in the council hall... Elders Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo have been detained by the Dragon God Douluo of the Blue Lightning Sect, and the Sect Master is raising money to ransom them..."

Ning Rongrong felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

She stumbled and rushed into the council chamber, and when she pushed open the door, she saw Ning Fengzhi standing by the window.

The morning light outlined his silhouette, making him appear exceptionally frail.

Hearing the noise, Ning Fengzhi slowly turned around.

“Dad!” Ning Rongrong’s tears welled up instantly.

In just one day, Ning Fengzhi looked like he had aged ten years.

The wrinkles around his eyes were deeper, and there were even a few strands of white hair at his temples.

He forced a smile and reached out to catch his daughter who rushed towards him: "Rongrong, why are you back? How are your teachers and classmates at Shrek Academy?"

Ning Rongrong buried her face in his chest and cried silently for a long time before finally calming down and saying, "Master is awake, everyone is alright... but Dad, why did the sect become like this? Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone..."

Ning Fengzhi sighed, gently stroked his daughter's hair, and explained the whole story to her.

"..."

"A billion?!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly raised her head, her face deathly pale.

One billion gold soul coins could even buy several small sects.

Ning Fengzhi nodded with a wry smile: "But it's alright, Rongrong. Money is just an external thing. As long as Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu can come back safely, none of this matters."

He spoke casually, but how could Ning Rongrong not know what that meant?
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School suffered a severe blow, plummeting in size and unable to maintain even the most basic operations. Its scale is likely even smaller than that of a small sect like the Elephant Armor School.

However, she remembered that she had returned with a mission, and for a moment, she found it difficult to speak.

Ning Fengzhi noticed Ning Rongrong's hesitation and said, "Tell me, why did my precious daughter come back?"

Ning Rongrong bit her lip and suddenly grabbed Ning Fengzhi's hand: "Dad, I have something I want to ask you."

"Ok?"

Shrek Academy... needs a new campus.

(End of this chapter)