The Way of the Limit

"This little fellow..."

From afar, Mu En, reclining in his lounge chair, noticed Ning Wuque looking his way. He was also sizing the other boy up from the corner of his eye.

But the moment he looked, Mu En's eyes widened slightly and brightened.

In his vision, Ning Wuque and his martial soul had completely merged as one, as though he himself was the martial soul, and the martial soul was himself!

The Way of the Limit!

Those words surfaced in Mu En's heart. He simply could not understand how Ning Wuque, at such a young age, had already grasped one of the essentials required to advance from a Super Douluo to a Limit Douluo.

As one of the few Limit Douluos of this era, Mu En had his own unique understanding of the Way of the Limit. Its two most important points were carrying one's own will through to the end and achieving a one-hundred-percent compatibility with one's martial soul!

Yet Ning Wuque, not even twelve years old, had already begun walking one of those paths.

No, that was not right. It was not merely his martial soul.

Mu En was no longer looking at Ning Wuque out of the corner of his eye. Instead, he studied him properly. As an expert who had mastered the way of will, one of his signature techniques, Reign Over All, was the tangible manifestation of will.

He could clearly see Ning Wuque's intent and resolve!

His intent was as indestructible as steel. His solid body was as steady as a boulder, yet from the inside out, it gave off a mad, scarlet sense of explosive violence.

His resolve was like a lone sail upon a lake. Even if waves rose on every side, they could not shake him, allowing him to remain standing even in the face of mortal danger.

Contradictory! Deeply contradictory!

He was clearly as stable as a boulder, yet he could explode like fireworks at the slightest spark—and this was a path he had chosen for himself!

"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan..."

He murmured to himself before silently withdrawing his gaze.

What a pity. No matter what, Ning Wuque would never become one of Shrek's people. The will within him was already too strong to be easily swayed. He was already a complete person in his own right.

Ning Wuque had no idea that Mu En had given him such a high evaluation. After seeing Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong finish their fight, he walked over alone.

"Are you alright, Yuhao? What happened, did you have a conflict with your roommate?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Brother Wuque. I'm alright."

"Good, as long as you're fine. Spend these next few days getting familiar with the academy on your own. Later, when we have time, let's find somewhere more secluded and have a talk."

Ning Wuque patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder and said calmly:

"A body is the foundation of growth. Your physical condition is far too poor. You're skilled at cooking, so take this money. When you have time, you can set up a little stall outside and sell snacks or grilled fish.

"Don't refuse it. You can pay me back later. Oh, and most Shrek students aren't short on money. With your skills, you can sell one fish for three Silver Soul Coins. Of course, the specifics are up to you."

With that, Ning Wuque took out twenty Gold Soul Coins from his Storage Soul Tool and stuffed them into Huo Yuhao's pocket. Then he waved and headed toward Ning Tian and Wu Feng in the distance.

Only Huo Yuhao, reaching into his pocket, remained where he was, along with...

A certain pink-blue-haired "boy" who had wandered over curiously.

"You know each other?"

"Yeah, but why should I tell you? You have no manners at all."

"Damn it! Just wait, you!"

Ignoring the noisy bickering behind him, the students who had stayed behind to watch the show also began leaving now that the fight was over.

Before long, Ning Wuque reunited with Ning Tian and Wu Feng. He nodded at Ning Tian, indicating that he had finished everything he needed to do.

Led by Ning Tian, the three of them headed back toward the dormitory building. When they passed Mu En lying beneath the shade of a tree, she had wanted to stop and greet him, but after hesitating briefly, she decided to leave directly.

"Could you wait a moment?"

Mu En called out to the three of them. Though Ning Wuque had almost no chance of joining Shrek in his judgment, he was still somewhat curious.

Ning Tian stopped and turned around to look at the old man whom Ning Wuque had found "interesting." She asked:

"Hello, sir. Is there anything you need help with?"

"No, there's no need. I only wanted to ask, how did you manage to merge with your martial soul? Could you satisfy this old man's curiosity?"

Mu En shook his head in response to Ning Tian, then turned his gaze toward Ning Wuque and asked him.

Ning Wuque had no intention of concealing it. He had not expected this Limit Douluo, whose life was nearing its end, to see through this much. But if it was Mu En, he presumably would not take advantage of him for nothing. Thus, he said:

"Because of my cultivation needs, after entering deep meditation once, I took the initiative to establish a connection with my martial soul."

"Deep meditation?"

"Yes."

Ning Wuque did not explain how he had entered deep meditation. Being willing to say something did not mean he had to reveal everything. Mu En only needed to know that he had done it of his own accord.

Across from him, Mu En gave Ning Wuque an amused look. Then he pulled out a beast-hide scroll from his sleeve and casually tossed it to Ning Wuque with a laugh.

"Hahahaha, this is something I worked out while exploring in my youth. Consider it my thanks for satisfying this old man's curiosity.

"You are not allowed to go up to the girls' dormitory floors over there, not even to help carry things."

"Thank you, sir. I understand."

Catching the beast-hide scroll Mu En had thrown to him, Ning Wuque first bowed in thanks, then nodded to show that he understood.

With that, the little interlude came to an end, and the three of them resumed walking toward the dormitory building.

They still needed to change into their academy uniforms. Only then would they officially become members of Shrek Academy's outer courtyard and be allowed into certain places forbidden to non-students.

For example, the Soul Arena, which interested Ning Wuque the most. It was quite a good place for training.

"Come on, Wuque. Accompany me to get our rooms."

Ning Wuque had already been waiting at the entrance to the dormitory building after changing into his uniform. He had deliberately chosen a larger size to conceal the six pieces of Forced Training Gear he wore.

Looking up at the newcomers, he saw that Ning Tian and Wu Feng had changed into white academy uniforms styled with short skirts.

Ning Tian was fine. With her temperament, she looked good in anything.

But Wu Feng was rather distressed, complaining:

"These protruding Soul Guidance Training Gear pieces are so ugly! They don't look good whether I wear them inside or outside the uniform. Why do freshmen have to wear uniforms? Why can't we choose whether to wear them like the upperclassmen?"

"If they look so bad, why didn't you choose a larger size to cover them up? Idiot!"

Ning Wuque mocked Wu Feng with a smile. Fortunately, he had not reminded her at the time. This idiot had indeed chosen a uniform that fit perfectly.

The Forced Training Gear bulged directly against the uniform, making it look rather ugly.

"Ugh—! You were the one who didn't remind me!"

"Alright, alright. I'll accompany you to buy a larger set tomorrow. For now, let's settle our accommodations first, or we'll have to stay in the dorms tonight."

"Ah? Then we need to hurry! I refuse to stay in those dorm conditions!"