What did the Golden Ancient Tree mean?
Ah Yin?
Su Ming was confused.
How had Ah Yin acknowledged Tang Wulin behind his back?
"Forget about Wulin for now. I came this time for another matter. Our academy is also preparing to participate in your Myriad Spirit Platform project. I wonder if we can discuss a collaboration."
The Myriad Spirit Platform?
"Elder Feng, Shrek only needs to come experience the Myriad Spirit Platform when it needs to."
Su Ming refused.
They wanted to participate in the project too—then what?
Replicate one for themselves?
"Elder Feng, you are also one of the few Forgers who have mastered the Spirit Fusion Method. If you wish to cooperate with the Myriad Spirit Platform in the name of the Blacksmith Association and help Soul Masters forge within it, we can discuss that. But if it concerns building anything related to the Myriad Spirit Platform, I currently do not intend to use personnel from any force other than the Blacksmith Association and Spirit Pagoda."
Feng Wu Yu's expression turned awkward.
Though he had long expected this outcome, Sea God Pavilion still wanted to make one last attempt.
He sighed, did not insist on persuading him further, and turned to leave.
As Su Ming watched Feng Wu Yu depart, a deep look flashed through his eyes.
Shrek had become somewhat insatiable.
This was not the greed of an individual, but an atmosphere cultivated over a long period of time.
An academy had grown too large to control and become a power unto itself. That alone would have been fine, but it was still being guided by its reputation as it developed. Look at Shrek Academy now—what had it become?
It was practically an independent Soul Master World!
If Shrek Academy were completely isolated from the outside world