Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

"Stop!" a furious shout rang out!

Upon hearing this angry shout, the fiery phoenix clearly paused for a moment, but the streaks of flame generated by its soul skill still flew towards Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo hurriedly raised his hands to block, but how could his hands stop this powerful fire-attribute soul skill!

Just as Zhang Mo was feeling disheartened, a voice descended from the sky!

"Third Soul Skill, Coiling Dragon Protection!"

Wang Yan held up a heavy black iron cudgel in front of Zhang Mo, swinging it vigorously to deflect all the fireballs.

"Chirp—"

After a loud phoenix cry, a phoenix with a completely yellow body rushed towards the fire phoenix and knocked it to the ground with a single blow.

The fire phoenix landed on the ground, dispelling its fiery outer layer to reveal Ma Xiaotao inside.

The yellow phoenix slowly landed on the ground, shedding its soul power cloak. Inside was none other than Ma Xiaotao's master, the Radiant Phoenix Douluo Yan Shaozhe.

"Xiao Tao... I'm so disappointed in you."

"Master..." Ma Xiaotao's eyes revealed a sorrowful expression.

A moment later, in the dean's office of the Martial Soul Department.

Everyone gathered together: Zhang Mo, Wang Yan, Ma Xiaotao, Huo Yuhao, and Wang Dong.

Huo Yuhao stared at Zhang Mo, his heart should have been filled with gratitude, but seeing Zhang Mo like this, he couldn't help but find it a little funny.

"Ouch...ouch..." Zhang Mo sat in the luxurious leather chair that Yan Shaozhe should have been sitting in, his body wrapped in bandages with ointment for burns applied inside. His hair had turned into fashionable curls due to the high temperature, and he kept making cries of pain.

"Ma Xiaotao, I've spoiled you too much. You almost caused a huge disaster! You even tried to kill a teacher, Shrek Academy's teacher."

"Yes, Teacher Zhang Mo's soul power is weak, and you look down on him, but that's no reason for you to take action."

"How did you end up like this?"

Ma Xiaotao stood there being ridiculed by Yan Shaozhe, her usual haughty and arrogant demeanor gone.

"I...I want to try and see if I can find out the ice-type soul master behind them," Ma Xiaotao said softly.

Upon hearing this, Yan Shaozhe couldn't help but sigh, then turned to look at Huo Yuhao and Yan Shaozhe.

"Greetings, students. I am Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department." Yan Shaozhe introduced himself to Huo and Wang in a hurry. "A similar incident occurred three months ago."

"So... if you really know a Soul Master who possesses the ultimate ice, please introduce them to me. I will definitely reward you handsomely." After saying this, Yan Shaozhe bowed deeply to the two of them.

Huo and Wang were initially furious, but Yan Shaozhe's demeanor startled them, leaving them unsure what to do, as they were still just children. They quickly said, "Dean, please get up. We...we really don't know any ice-type soul masters, nor do we have any guardians."

Yan Shaozhe stood up, his eyes filled with unspeakable disappointment and sadness. In fact, he had already thoroughly investigated the identities of the two students, and even the entire freshman class, hoping to find some clues, but to no avail.

"I hope you can keep today's events a secret," Yan Shaozhe said sincerely.

"Wait!" Zhang Mo, who was sitting to the side, stopped making strange "ouch" noises and said sternly.

"Dean Yan, this matter cannot be left unresolved. If there is no punishment for the inner court students who are so brazenly bullying the weak, what will become of Shrek Academy's rules?"

I almost let that old fox get away with it again.

"Teacher Zhang Mo is right. Just like last time, the academy will give you the highest level of compensation: one Soul Ascension Pill for each of you."

"What do you think this time, Teacher Zhang Mo?" Yan Shaozhe asked, looking at Zhang Mo.

Another Soul-Ascending Pill! The two little ones had already taken Soul-Ascending Pills, so they naturally knew the extraordinary benefits this top-grade elixir brought. They were very excited.

Yan Shaozhe, that old fox, really went all out. Zhang Mo slowly got up and walked step by step to Ma Xiaotao's side.

"Zhang Mo..." Yan Shaozhe whispered.

"Slap—" Zhang Mo raised his right hand and slapped Ma Xiaotao across the face.

This slap shocked everyone present.

"This slap is for your ingratitude. Is your life valuable, but other people's lives aren't?!"

"You've had a hard life since childhood. Dean Yan treated you like her own son, and this is how you repay her?! You've caused her trouble time and time again?!"

Upon hearing this, the anger in Ma Xiaotao's eyes slowly turned into sadness, and tears streamed down her beautiful face.

Yan Shaozhe slowly turned around, unable to bear watching any longer.

"Ma Xiaotao, a powerful Soul Master is not only about having strong Soul Power, but most importantly, about possessing the heart of a strong person! What is the heart of a strong person? It is having compassion, empathy, and care for the weak!"

"Did you do it?"

"Ma Xiaotao, if you continue to pursue power by any means necessary, I will kill you with my own hands."

At this moment, Zhang Mo, a level 34 control-type battle soul master, actually dared to publicly threaten a six-ring soul emperor! But no one laughed at Zhang Mo, and no one took his words lightly, because they sensed killing intent emanating from him.

The most surprised person present was Yan Shaozhe. As a highly experienced Super Douluo, he sensed something in Zhang Mo—a sense of intent!

You've already reached the level of Intent at level 34? Old Mu, what kind of freak did you pick up outside?

"Waaah—I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ma Xiaotao suddenly burst into tears, repeatedly saying sorry.

This scene also interrupted Zhang Mo's thoughts. Just now, he felt a surge of anger and blood rush to his head, and then he uncontrollably did the series of things he did just now.

"I'm sorry Zhang Mo, I'm sorry Master, I'm sorry Huo Yuhao, I'm sorry Wang Dong!"

"Sigh." Zhang Mo turned around and went back to his chair.

The farce ended with Ma Xiaotao bursting into tears.

It was already evening when Zhang Mo returned to the office building from the dean's office.

Zhang Mo thought that Yan Shaozhe, that old fox, would definitely protect his precious disciple, so he quickly stepped forward and slapped Ma Xiaotao.

Who would have thought that such a strong-willed girl like Ma Xiaotao would cry? Zhang Mo was the one who was most seriously injured in this farce, and after she cried, Zhang Mo stopped making a sound, so no one dared to pursue the matter any further.

As it turned out, the slap helped the old fox. Before leaving, Yan Shaozhe even gave Zhang Mo a thumbs up and winked.

"I'm speechless," Zhang Mo thought to himself.

He returned to the office building and looked at the figure under the dim streetlights. It looked somewhat familiar. When he got closer, he realized it was Jiang Nannan.

"Jiang Nannan? What are you doing downstairs in the office building so late?"

When Zhang Mo called out, Jiang Nannan immediately turned around. "Teacher Zhang, I...I heard you were injured, so I came to see you."

"I'm fine now. Dean Yan arranged for a healing-type Soul Master to treat me. I can heal the remaining external injuries myself. You should go back and rest."

"Teacher Zhang, I brought some... burn ointment. Let me... apply it for you." Jiang Nannan's voice grew softer as she spoke.

"what?"