Su Yunlin only needed to coax Wang Dong a little before she softened completely, throwing her arms around him.
"You absolutely can't abandon me. Otherwise, I'll resent you for the rest of my life—and you'll never find me again!"
Su Yunlin gently patted her back. "Don't worry. No one can take you away from me. Come on, let's go get something to eat."
"Mm, okay!"
The two of them left the dormitory together and headed toward the academy gates.
"Oh right, we should focus on cultivation during this period. I want to reach the Spirit King level before the Spirit Master Tournament."
As he spoke, Su Yunlin casually draped an arm over Wang Dong's shoulder.
Wang Dong puffed out her cheeks. "You're already level forty-nine—how is that even reasonable? That first night dual cultivating at your place, your Spirit Power nearly scared me to death! Honestly, your luck is ridiculously good.
Oh right, right—your armor, what was it called… Battle Armor? Can you make me a set too? I can already perform spirit forging. I'll handle the metal forging myself!"
Su Yunlin smiled faintly. "Didn't you hate soul tools? My Battle Armor counts as one too, you know. And now you're okay with it?"
Wang Dong spread her hands helplessly. "Whether I like it or not doesn't matter—it's the trend. After you put that Battle Armor on, your combat strength jumped to the Spirit Sage level. It's absurd. Once that thing becomes known, it might overturn the entire Spirit Master world.
But you have to make mine look nice. My requirements aren't high—Light attribute plus strength will do. I can provide the metal and do the forging."
Su Yunlin nodded. "Sure, but I'll need to design it specifically for you. By the way, do you want a female style or male style? Considering your current…"
Wang Dong pouted and pinched the flesh at his waist. "Obviously female! My identity's already exposed. And I… I've already chosen you. Don't even think about shaking me off!"
Su Yunlin laughed. "Of course not. I'll custom-make a set for you later. But I'll skip the One-Word Battle Armor and go straight to Two-Word Battle Armor for you. Two-Word Battle Armor is forged from spirit-forged metal—it has spirituality and can be absorbed into the body.
I'll make that for you directly. But there's one requirement: your Spirit Power needs to reach the Spirit Emperor level. Though with your twin Martial Souls, high-level Spirit King might be enough. Work hard."
Wang Dong nodded eagerly. "Spirit King… I'm really looking forward to it!"
She immediately grabbed Su Yunlin's hand and started running faster.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Dong turned her head with a grin. "Let's eat quickly and come back to cultivate. Yunlin, I want you to help me cultivate!"
"What kind of wild statement is that?!"
After stuffing themselves in Shrek City, the two returned to their dormitory.
"Elder Mu?" Both Su Yunlin and Wang Dong saw Mu En lying in his usual spot.
"Hehe, back already, children? Hmm? Level forty-nine?" Mu En slowly opened his eyes, immediately noticing Su Yunlin's cultivation.
"Little Su, what's going on with you?"
Su Yunlin smiled. "Just a bit of fortune."
Mu En's aged face revealed a kind smile. "Hehe, fortune is good. I hope you encounter even more in the future. Little Su, you understand Shrek Academy well. It may appear prosperous now, but in truth, it's on the verge of collapse.
I've been here for over two hundred years. No one's feelings for Shrek run deeper than mine. You likely know your mother once had a conflict with the academy… Ah, perhaps it's too early to talk about this."
Su Yunlin's lips twitched. He could tell Mu En was preparing to entrust something to him—more precisely, the academy itself.
"Elder Mu… you're not thinking of making me the Master of the Sea God Pavilion, are you?"
Mu En looked at him, his withered hand gently touching Su Yunlin's face. "I do have that thought. You're outstanding. The young lady is as well. It's a pity my attribute conflicts with yours, so I cannot guide you. Otherwise, I would truly like to take you as my disciple."
Su Yunlin wasn't sure if it was due to the fusion with the Gold of Life, but his perception of vitality had become extremely sharp. He could clearly sense that Mu En's life force was nearly exhausted.
"Help me up. Let's take a walk," Mu En said slowly.
Su Yunlin and Wang Dong supported him together. Mu En couldn't straighten his back at all—though standing, his waist was bent almost ninety degrees. Without their support, it seemed he might collapse at any moment.
Mu En took a single step, and in the next instant, Su Yunlin and Wang Dong found themselves somewhere else.
An island surrounded by water. They instantly recognized the surroundings—it was Sea God Lake!
And this island at its center… Sea God Island!
Sea God Island was tranquil, almost like a paradise untouched by the world. Pavilions and towers were hidden among lush, towering vegetation, elegant and refined.
"The heaven and earth energy here is so dense," Wang Dong exclaimed.
"Hehe, once you enter the inner court, you'll be able to cultivate here. This is the true cultivation treasure land of Shrek Academy. Little Su should know—your grandfather also came from here."
Mu En spoke with the ease of an ordinary old man.
"Mm, I've heard him mention it," Su Yunlin said, his gaze drifting toward the central building of the island—the Sea God Pavilion.
"Sigh… over two hundred fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye. Little Su, let me ask you formally—are you willing to inherit my position and become the Master of the Sea God Pavilion of Shrek Academy?"
Faced with the question, Su Yunlin hesitated. "Why me? There should be others, right? There are plenty of talented students in this generation. Why choose me? I'm a Spirit Master with the potential to become an evil Spirit Master."
"Evil Spirit Master?" Mu En chuckled. "Only those who lose control of themselves and slaughter others recklessly are evil Spirit Masters. You are not. Though you possess an evil attribute, it is different. Your 'evil' stands upright and aboveboard.
I've observed you for some time now. Your talent, temperament, and vision are all exceptional. To be honest, at your age, I wasn't nearly as mature. Even now, you haven't revealed your Martial Soul Fusion Skill with the young lady.
That shows you understand the value of holding back trump cards. In my opinion, a young person with both strength and scheming like you is well-suited to be the Pavilion Master."
Su Yunlin shook his head. "You overestimate me. I'm actually quite selfish. Aren't you worried I might privatize Shrek and use it to satisfy my own desires?"
Mu En continued smiling. "Truly selfish people aren't as honest as you. Frankly, your personality doesn't resemble someone with a dark attribute. If anything, it feels more like ultimate light—pure."
Su Yunlin shrugged. "Elder Mu, I can't give you an answer right now. This is too important. Personally, I prefer fewer troubles, not more. And I don't really have any sense of 'Shrek glory.'"
Mu En chuckled. "Fair enough. I was too hasty. How about this—you make a deal with me. Help me beat someone. Use your strength to knock some sense into that brat and make him understand that without power, he can't protect anything!"
Su Yunlin raised an eyebrow. "Who do you want me to beat?"
"An outer court fifth-year student—Bei Bei."
"Huh?" Su Yunlin looked stunned. What kind of request was that?
"Is that a problem?"
Su Yunlin glanced at Wang Dong, who also looked confused. "Senior Bei? He's a really nice person, and very polite too. Why do you want Yunlin to beat him?"
Mu En sighed. "That boy… sigh. Little Su, will you help this old man with this favor?"
Su Yunlin pondered for a moment. "I can, but… is there any reward? After all, hiring someone to act usually costs money. Hehe~"
Mu En laughed as well. "Trying to extort even me? Fine! I'll give you the payment in advance."
He raised a finger, and a streak of light shot into Su Yunlin's forehead. Instantly, a flood of information appeared in his mind.
"Sovereign's Descent?"
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