Mu En stroked his beard and smiled. "This is a self-created Spirit Ability of mine. I hope you make good use of it. I believe you can."
"Thank you, Elder Mu."
At the side, Wang Dong tugged at Mu En's sleeve, putting on a cute expression. "Elder Mu, I want one too."
Mu En chuckled and gently rubbed her head. "Hehe, after this Spirit Master Tournament ends, I'll teach you as well. You and I both possess Light attributes—many of my techniques are suitable for you.
Speaking of the tournament, with the strength you two possess, it's more than enough to make a name for yourselves. There will be a sparring match between the main team and the reserve team soon.
If you can defeat four members of the main team, I can grant you one request—Spirit Rings, Spirit Bones, or even self-created Spirit Abilities."
Su Yunlin and Wang Dong both nodded. They could clearly tell that Mu En was extending an olive branch, investing in them early. With their Martial Soul Fusion Skill and talent, they were indeed worthy of such expectations.
Mu En smiled faintly. "Let me send you back."
In the next instant, Su Yunlin and Wang Dong were already standing at the entrance of their dormitory. Su Yunlin couldn't help but sigh inwardly—a Limit Douluo was truly terrifying. This command over spatial power was simply extraordinary.
He scratched his head. "That was quite a reward. Looks like Elder Mu wants to tie us firmly to Shrek's ship."
Wang Dong still hadn't quite figured things out. "Yunlin, why does Elder Mu want you to beat up Senior Bei? Did Senior Bei offend him? That shouldn't be the case… Senior Bei is very polite. He wouldn't act recklessly like that, would he?"
Su Yunlin gave her a speechless look. "Use that clever brain of yours. Elder Mu is clearly Bei Bei's elder. Don't you find it odd that despite his solid combat strength, his cultivation level is relatively low?"
Wang Dong's eyes lit up in realization. "So that's it… his cultivation does seem a bit low. Senior Bei is only about three years older than me, yet he's just one rank higher. If I work hard, I can definitely reach Spirit King by fifteen.
So Elder Mu thinks Senior Bei has been slacking off and wants you to knock some sense into him—to make him understand that protecting something requires proper cultivation!"
"Exactly. Now we just need to figure out how to do it."
Wang Dong's eyes darted, and a sly smile spread across her lips. "Hehe, Yunlin, I have a plan!"
"You? A plan?"
She curled her finger, signaling him to lean closer. Su Yunlin lowered his head, bringing his ear near.
"I'll go talk to Teacher Xiao Ya and explain the situation, then have her cooperate with us. I'll be responsible for capturing her, and you can beat up Senior Bei.
Given how much Senior Bei cares about Teacher Xiao Ya, if he's powerless while his lover is captured—and even gets defeated—it'll definitely stimulate his potential!"
Su Yunlin looked at her in surprise. "Didn't expect you to be this clever!"
"So, what do you think?" Wang Dong placed her hands on her hips, lifting her fair chin like a proud swan.
"Your plan is ruthless… but I like it. Let's do it. Go talk to Tang Ya first. Otherwise, if I just go beat up Bei Bei now, she might reward me with a Dragon Beard Needle. Tsk—I'd rather not get hit by something like that."
Wang Dong patted his arm. "Relax! Even if you do get hit, I can remove it!"
"Alright, let's begin. You go find Tang Ya. We'll set up the ambush in the small forest outside the academy."
"Got it!"
…
Sea God Island.
Mu En stood alone by the shore, gazing across Sea God Lake at the academy.
"Xuan Zi, what do you think of my choice?"
He spoke slowly. Behind him now stood a slovenly old man covered in grime and grease—the Taotie Douluo, Xuan Zi.
Xuan Zi gnawed on a chicken leg. "I think it's fine. That kid Su has excellent talent. I don't know much about his character, but I trust your judgment, Elder Mu."
Mu En chuckled softly. "Heh, as if I don't know you. You've grown lazy—aside from brute strength, you're useless. How could I entrust the academy to you?
I can hold on for another decade or so. That should be enough time to see Su Yunlin fully mature. Once he becomes a Titled Douluo, and that girl Wang Dong reaches the level of a Spirit Douluo, the two of them together could contend even against a Limit Douluo."
Elder Xuan stopped eating, his expression turning grim. "Elder Mu… is there really no way to keep you alive longer?"
Mu En shook his head. "Life and death are predetermined. No need to dwell on it. My life has already been brilliant enough. My only regret is missing a chance to defy fate… but I am content."
…
Dormitory 108.
Su Yunlin waited inside for news from Wang Dong.
About half an hour later, she returned.
"Yunlin, everything's settled. Teacher Xiao Ya agreed. She'll take Bei Bei out of the academy tonight, and we just need to set up an ambush along their route. But she did say we should go easy on him."
Su Yunlin nodded, then asked, "How did you convince her? I haven't interacted with her much, but she seems rather possessive."
"Of course I told her the truth. I said Senior Bei's family thinks he's been slacking in cultivation and asked us to give him a bit of a setback."
Su Yunlin fell into thought, then asked, "What was Tang Ya's expression like? Was she her usual carefree self, or did she seem a bit down?"
Wang Dong recalled the scene. "There was something off… she did seem a little down, and later even forced a smile. I almost forgot until you mentioned it. But you barely talk to her—how do you understand her so well?"
There it was—the unmistakable hint of jealousy in Wang Dong's tone.
Su Yunlin stood up, walked over, and pulled her into his arms, letting her sit on his lap.
"What is Tang Ya's Martial Soul?"
Wang Dong answered without hesitation, "Blue Silver Grass, of course."
"And what kind of Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass?"
"Obviously a trash Martial Soul. It's not Blue Silver Emperor or Blue Silver King—ordinary Blue Silver Grass is just useless," Wang Dong said bluntly.
Su Yunlin flicked her nose lightly. "Since you know it's a trash Martial Soul, think about it—she's in a relationship with Bei Bei. Bei Bei has excellent talent, yet he indulges her and even repeats a year for her. Don't you think Tang Ya would have thoughts about that?
Like… 'Am I holding him back?' or 'Am I not worthy of him?' Once such thoughts take root, she'll gradually become insecure. For now, she can still regulate herself.
On top of that, Bei Bei treats her very well. From her perspective, he's an excellent man. Now, when you told her that his family thinks he's slacking in cultivation—what do you think she would feel?"
Wang Dong was stunned. Her pretty face flushed red. "Yunlin… am I damaging the relationship between Senior Bei and Teacher Xiao Ya?"
Su Yunlin shook his head. "Not really. Because sooner or later, a rift would form between them due to Tang Ya's inferiority complex. The more dazzling Bei Bei becomes, the more inferior she'll feel.
Even if you hadn't said anything, she might eventually choose to leave him. Tang Ya may act carefree—or rather, she deliberately presents herself that way so others can't see her inner weakness.
But the more she suppresses herself, the harder it will be to control when her emotions finally erupt. If that happens, she might even fall into becoming an evil Spirit Master… because I've already sensed that potential within her."
"What?!"
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