Chapter 4: Meeting Xuan Zi Again! Restrained Hatred, Personal Revenge
In the air of the Star Dou Great Forest, the lingering scent of blood from the thousand-year Spirit Beast had not yet fully dissipated.
The deep purple spirit ring beneath Lin Sheng's feet was slowly merging into his body, and though the Three-Tomoe Sharingan had withdrawn its violent murderous aura,
a soul-stirring red light still swirled within his pupils!
"Let's go, child. To have such fortune with your first spirit ring, the resurgence of the Body Sect is within reach."
Du Busi patted Lin Sheng on the shoulder.
His words were filled with undisguisable admiration.
Just as Lin Sheng was about to nod, his body suddenly stiffened.
The extreme insight brought by the Sharingan allowed him to keenly catch the sound of faint and chaotic footsteps coming from the dense forest directly ahead.
"Someone is coming."
Lin Sheng whispered a warning, his mental force quietly gathering.
Du Busi frowned, his vast mental force spreading out like a tidal wave.
Not long after.
A group of slightly disheveled figures slowly walked out from the shadows.
The moment he saw who it was, Lin Sheng's pupils shook, and his breathing became heavy.
It was a group of Spirit Masters wearing dark green school uniforms!
On the chest of their uniforms, the badge representing Shrek Academy appeared exceptionally jarring.
"Shrek..."
This group had clearly experienced a tragic, desperate battle.
Several young students were supporting each other, their uniforms torn and stained with blood.
Leading them was a woman with a cold and aloof temperament.
Her face was stunningly beautiful but radiated a murderous aura, though her aura was currently weak, and there was an unhealed claw mark on the side of her fair neck.
The moment the cold woman saw Du Busi...
Her expression was first startled, then she reined in her vigilance, bowed slightly, and spoke in a respectful yet poised tone: "Shrek inner court, Zhang Lexuan, greets Senior Du Busi."
Zhang Lexuan had met Du Busi before.
Du Busi crossed his arms and let out a cold snort.
The oppressive feeling belonging to a Titled Douluo made the surrounding Shrek students change color: "Zhang Lexuan? I have heard that name."
"A top talent of Shrek's younger generation, why are you in such a sorry state?"
Zhang Lexuan gave a bitter smile, not angered by Du Busi's mockery: "I have made a fool of myself in front of you, Senior."
"We were ambushed by an Evil Soul Master deep in the forest and then encountered a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast."
"Evil Soul Master again..."
Du Busi curled his lips, looking at Lin Sheng with pointed implication.
"It seems your Shrek's carelessness is truly inherited."
Just as the two sides were negotiating.
A heavy, mountain-like pressure suddenly descended from high above.
"Boom—!"
"Du Busi, it's been so many years, your mouth still stinks!"
A voice, old and carrying a hint of laziness, suddenly rang out.
Lin Sheng suddenly looked up.
He saw a streak of golden light flash across the sky, and the next moment, a slovenly old man with a large gourd hanging from his waist was already standing in front of Zhang Lexuan and the others.
Xuan Zi!
"Xuan Zi!"
The moment he saw this person, Lin Sheng's brain exploded with a bang. The scenes of the village being destroyed last night and his loved ones dying tragically flashed frantically before his eyes like a revolving lantern!
His originally calm spirit power instantly went berserk.
The Three-Tomoe Sharingan in his eyes opened uncontrollably, spinning at an extreme speed, almost merging into a single blood-colored ring.
"Boom—!"
That was extreme hatred, like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, like karmic fire burning the body.
After landing, Xuan Zi first took a look at Zhang Lexuan and the others, seeing that they were unharmed.
He then turned his head to look at Du Busi...
Afterward, his gaze finally landed on Lin Sheng.
He frowned, seemingly feeling that the boy's gaze made him feel a sense of inexplicable agitation and discomfort.
"Old Ghost Du, is this your disciple?"
Xuan Zi took a swig of wine and chuckled: "Could it be a new Little freak recruited by your Body Sect?"
Du Busi gave a cold laugh; he felt the trembling of Lin Sheng's body, which was anger suppressed to the limit.
He stepped forward, vaguely shielding Lin Sheng behind him.
Then, he placed his large hand on Lin Sheng's shoulder, a gentle spirit power permeating through to calm the boy's blood and qi.
"Xuan Zi, you'd better worry less about other people's disciples."
Du Busi looked at Xuan Zi and sent a voice transmission to Lin Sheng.
"As long as you nod, I will teach this old bastard a lesson right here in the Star Dou Great Forest for you."
Lin Sheng gritted his teeth tightly.
His nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped down through his fingers.
He really wanted to agree, really wanted to watch the person who destroyed everything he had pay the price.
However, the Sharingan emitted a strange coolness at this moment.
Allowing his chaotic brain to maintain a sliver of clarity.
"No."
Lin Sheng squeezed the word out from between his teeth, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against something.
"My revenge, I will take it myself."
Lin Sheng suppressed his frantic hatred.
"I want him to personally experience the pain of being powerless to change anything. Using someone else's hand, what kind of revenge is that?"
Zhang Lexuan keenly captured the almost tangible hatred in Lin Sheng's eyes.
That hatred was too deep, too heavy.
It even made her feel a palpitation.
She looked at Xuan Zi, then at the boy, somewhat confused.
"Although Elder Xuan is easy-going, he has never committed evil acts against ordinary people. Why would this boy hate him to this extent?"
Zhang Lexuan was puzzled.
Du Busi sensed Lin Sheng's determination, and a flash of intense admiration crossed his eyes.
"Hmph, Xuan Zi, we'll see."
Du Busi didn't even give Xuan Zi a proper look, waving his sleeve.
The emerald green spirit power directly swept up Lin Sheng, turning into a long rainbow that shot into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.
"Boom—!"
Xuan Zi stood in place, frowning as he stared at the direction in which the two had left, muttering to himself.
"Strange, that child... have I seen him somewhere before? That kind of hatred, it's truly baffling."
"Elder Xuan, is that child from the Body Sect?"
Zhang Lexuan asked softly.
"He should be."
Xuan Zi shook his head, his tone full of disdain: "The lunatics of the Body Sect, the seedlings they raise are all lunatics too."
...
High in the sky, the wind whistled.
Lin Sheng stood on the spirit power energy condensed by Du Busi, having already returned to his usual indifference.
It was just that the Sharingan had not completely closed, still observing the flowing elements around him.
"Lin Sheng, I have lived for this long and have seen countless geniuses."
Du Busi turned his head to look at the boy, his tone unprecedentedly serious.
"But like you, being able to suppress the hatred of a destroyed family at this age, you are the first."
"With this temperament, you are destined to stand at the peak of Spirit Masters."
Lin Sheng looked down at his blood-stained hands and said indifferently: "Since I am alive, I must do something."
"If hatred is not transformed into power, it is useless, except to torment oneself."
"What a great 'useless'!"
Du Busi laughed heartily, his affection for Lin Sheng reaching its peak.
"Child, let me ask you, are you willing to be my, Du Busi's, personal disciple? I have no children in my life; all the resources of the Body Sect and all my inheritance can be passed on to you in the future."
Lin Sheng was stunned for a moment.
He knew what it meant to have a Titled Douluo and a super Sect as a backer in this World.
"..."
He looked at Du Busi's expectant and sincere old eyes, feeling the protection the other party had shown him since they first met.
Lin Sheng bowed slightly, his voice calm but exceptionally firm: "Greetings, Master."
"Hahaha! Good! Let's go, back to the Body Sect! I want the whole World to know that I, Du Busi, have a successor!"
The two turned into a streak of light, cutting through the sky and heading straight for the Body Sect deep in the Heavenly Soul Empire.