"Sure enough, he's a tough one."
Chen Fan and Huo Yun's expressions also turned grave.
Although signs of their spiritual energy condensing into a wheel had already appeared within their energy seas, there was still some distance between that and the true Spirit Wheel Realm.
Put plainly, they were only half-step Spirit Wheel Realm cultivators.
This opponent was rather troublesome.
Neither of them could defeat Mu Yuan in a one-on-one fight anymore.
"Alright, go back to cultivating for now. Mu Chen, come with me."
Master Mo waved his hand and headed out of the training grounds. Seeing this, Mu Chen immediately followed.
As the two left, the training grounds erupted into an uproar. Clearly, everyone was still immersed in the shock of Mu Chen having entered the Spirit Wheel Realm.
By the time they returned to their room, Mu Chen had two spiritual arts in his hands.
Spirit Emperor Finger, low-grade spiritual art. It followed a fierce and forceful path; fingers became like gold and iron, shattering tendons and cracking bones.
Spirit Shadow Steps, mid-grade spiritual art. Once cultivated to mastery, one's figure would be like a phantom spirit, leaving afterimages that confused the eye and left no trace to follow.
"Brother Yuan, Master Mo said that seed quota was originally meant for me."
"But that thing is too tempting. Northern Spiritual Academy had always remained neutral, and if they gave it directly to me, they feared some people would not be convinced. So they gave me some compensation instead."
Mu Chen explained the reason.
"Liu Mu Bai?"
Mu Yuan spoke indifferently.
The only person in the academy who liked targeting them now was Liu Mu Bai.
"That's right. Brother Yuan, you don't know this, but he even hypocritically came to our East Courtyard before, just to disgust us."
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