Peerless: Auspicious Beast's Star Revival Plan

Chapter 162 The Third Son

Earlier, while Wang Rui was holding a meeting with the ferocious beasts in a daze, the Sea God Pavilion of Shrek Academy was also holding a meeting.

It can be seen that meetings are the lifelong enemy of intelligent creatures (crossed out)

There is no golden tree on Poseidon Island today. On the south side of the island stands a huge single-person statue of Poseidon facing north and shining with golden light. This statue is the tallest building on Poseidon Island today.

Opposite the statue, which is in the center of Poseidon Island, are three high-rise flat-roofed buildings that are much taller than other structures. They are where the elders of Poseidon Pavilion work and carry out activities. It is said that they were built with the intention of inspired by the trident of Poseidon.

The statue of Poseidon gazes gently at the three tall towers, as if blessing his descendants.

On the right side of the statue of Tang San stands a tall strange stone pillar. The stone pillar is simple and gray, very old, and engraved with strange runes. It is one of the seven sacred pillars of the old sea god ten thousand years ago, and was transferred to Shrek Academy by the power of the gods.

It is also the basis for the legendary Shrek Academy to communicate with the God Realm.

But the atmosphere on the island is very different from the vibrant feeling in the original text. The whole island is filled with a dull and tense atmosphere.

The entire Poseidon Island was filled with moisture. Although the vegetation was lush and the sun was bright, it seemed to lack vitality.

Apart from the sound of water in Poseidon Lake, the rustling of plants in the wind, and the voices of Shrek students, there were no other sounds on the island.

There were no birds or insects chirping, and no signs of any activity by these small animals.

Seen from the island, the sun hanging in the sky seemed like just a golden ball of fluff, isolated by the mist, without bringing a trace of warmth.

If you ask the students in the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy, they might say that this is because there are too many powerful soul masters in the Poseidon Pavilion, and the powerful elders of the Poseidon Pavilion exude invisible pressure all the time, which makes the atmosphere on the island particularly depressing - there is not even a cockroach in the student dormitory, as they were all scared away by the powerful strength of the elders of the Poseidon Pavilion.

Or maybe it's because the students on the island are all so obsessed with life that they only know how to practice all day long, which makes Poseidon Island lack vitality as a whole.

If you ask the teachers who know more about Shrek's history, they will probably say proudly that Tang San's ancestor - they seem to be very proud of having an ancestor for nothing - not only holds the position of Sea God, but also holds the position of Shura God who is in charge of killing. It is natural that there is some cold murderous aura on the island.

But really… who knows.

If Wang Rui could get specific information about Poseidon Island, he would probably say that the layout of this nearly circular island, the statue, and the three flat-topped towers... look like an incense burner for the Poseidon statue.

But where is the tradition of burning incense and worshipping Buddha in Douluo Continent? It may be a coincidence that emerged accidentally in the long history.

After all, you can't find two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, but you can't find two that are completely different either.

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In the largest, most spacious and brightest conference room in the middle building, more than a dozen middle-aged people sat on both sides of the long oval table, waiting for the owners of the three empty chairs at the head of the table to appear.

In fact, all these handsome uncles and beautiful aunts are real old men and women, and the oldest is over a hundred years old - but who can say that strong strength can delay aging?

These old men and women are at the pinnacle of strength and power. Any one of them can call the shots in Douluo Three Kingdoms. It is hard to imagine who can make all of them wait together.

At this time, a tall old man with white hair and beard but vigorous spirit pushed open the door of the conference room. He looked around with great suspicion and then said happily: "Oh, it turns out that I am not the last one to arrive?" After that, the old man lifted his robe and sat down in the first seat. He took out a colorful magazine from his soul guide and started reading it under the table.

A half-disabled Dragon God Douluo in his twilight years might need to appear calm, wise, gentle, tolerant, and unshakable, and appear in front of everyone in the Sea God Pavilion like a pillar to stabilize people's hearts.

But Moon, who had not been seriously injured and whose strength was almost at its peak, did not need it.

He can do whatever he wants.

After a while, with a "bang", the door was pushed open again, and Old Xuan walked into the conference room with a chicken leg in his mouth. After seeing Moon sitting in the first seat, he immediately tucked his tail between his legs and went back to his seat in dejected manner.

There is still one person missing.

The atmosphere began to become tense, and a certain kind of dissatisfaction towards the last person surged among the elders of the Poseidon Pavilion like an undercurrent in the sea.

However, Moon was still reading his thin book, as if he didn't notice their reactions at all. The old man Xuan next to him was busy secretly swallowing the chicken leg in his mouth - he really didn't notice anything.

What’s even more interesting is that the dissatisfaction among the elders of Poseidon Pavilion has gradually grown as time has passed, but no one has said anything.

The only sound in the quiet conference room was the sound of Moon flipping through a magazine, until a young man in a red robe pushed the door open.

The red-robed boy had long sea-blue hair and clear sea-blue eyes, with a red eight-pointed star mark on his forehead. He had a blank expression on his face, and a certain indifference in his demeanor. He didn't even look at the elders, but just nodded slightly to Moon at the top, then sat down in the empty seat and closed his eyes.

"Now that everyone is here," Moon turned another page of the magazine, not trying to hide the sound of the paper, "let's get started."

This was a relatively routine meeting. Yan Shaozhe, who was sitting at the bottom, began to report on the students that the Wuhun Department had focused on in the previous semester, and then on the plans for the Wuhun Department for the new semester.

Following him was Xian Lin'er, who reported on the work of the Soul Guidance Department, which was not much different, except that there was one more research plan.

The rest of the elders reported on the relevant matters they were responsible for one by one - perhaps the manuscripts were written by their subordinates, but the Poseidon Pavilion meeting still required these old men and women to report in person.

The young man in red robe closed his eyes and said nothing. Old Xuan secretly drank half a pot of wine and held back a burp. Moon was still flipping through the magazine, but his eyes moved a little slower than before.

She paused until Lin Lao, who was in charge of Jubao Pavilion and other industries, finished reporting on the financial situation. She said, "Mr. Mu, the two hermits from Haotian Sect sent someone to contact Jubao Pavilion."

"They hope that we can find a way to hand over a soul bone to the young master of the Haotian Sect, who is the quasi-second-year student named Wang Dong." She said in a deep voice.

"Just think of a way to give this thing. Isn't the treasure appreciation party coming up soon? It's just a soul bone. Do you still have to ask about it at the regular meeting?" Old Xuan snorted.

"Yes, given our relationship with the Haotian Sect, it is natural for us to help with this little thing." The old lady with white hair and a youthful face said good-temperedly, "The key is... the two envoys sent here clearly pointed out that they hope this soul bone can enhance the relationship between the young master of the Haotian Sect and his martial soul fusion partner. It would be best if his martial soul fusion partner personally gave it to him."

"Can the student named Wang Dong perform martial arts fusion skills with others?"

(End of this chapter)