Mu En's "Matchmaking" and Returning Favors

That afternoon, on Sea God Island, inside a quiet little building.

Xuan Zi, still dressed in his usual shabby clothes, stood properly before an old man reclining on a wicker chair.

Xuan Zi held a small notebook and handed it to the old man on the chair. "Elder Mu, Wang Yan just gave this to me. I thought it was rather interesting, so I brought it for you to take a look."

This frail-looking old man, who seemed as though a touch could knock him over, was none other than the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En.

Today, he was not acting as a "Sweeping Monk" outside the dormitories.

Mu En casually accepted the notebook. His calm, ancient-well-like gaze slowly swept over it, and within seconds, he had memorized everything written inside.

As one of the few Limit Douluo in the world, Mu En's Spiritual Power was unquestionably at the very pinnacle.

Not to mention a mere ten thousand words—even more than that, he could read dozens of lines at a glance and remember them all.

Moreover, unlike a researcher such as Wang Yan, Mu En only needed to see the results. He had no need to determine whether those figures were genuine.

Afterward, Mu En said calmly, "Xuan Zi, your grand-disciple is quite impressive, especially his theoretical conjectures regarding Martial Souls and Soul Ring absorption."

Just as Wang Yan had expected, Shrek's High-Level Personnel would not care whether Yu Xiaogang's statement was true or false.

That naturally included Mu En. Wang Yan simply did not yet know of Mu En's existence. The highest-ranking member of Sea God Pavilion he knew was Elder Xuan, Xuan Zi.

That was only because Elder Xuan was his grandmaster.

Otherwise, as merely a senior Outer Court teacher, he would not have been qualified to come into contact with a Sea God Pavilion member.

Thus, after Zhou Huan left the Office, Wang Yan sought out Elder Xuan.

That was how Xuan Zi came to visit Mu En.

Seeing that Elder Mu had misunderstood, Xuan Zi explained, "Elder Mu, Wang Yan didn't write this. One of the students in his class did. His name is Zhou Huan."

"Oh?" A trace of curiosity appeared in Mu En's placid gaze. Him? That Little Fellow Lexuan had brought back?

Although Mu En no longer intended to interfere in the romantic affairs of the younger generation, he had still taken notice of Zhou Huan because of Zhang Lexuan.

However, he had only occasionally taken a few extra looks at Zhou Huan outside the academy dormitories. As the Esteemed Sea God Pavilion Master, he would not secretly spy on a First Year student.

Seeing that Elder Mu seemed interested, Xuan Zi continued, "That child Zhou Huan has fairly good talent. He took third place in the Freshman Competition. His Martial Soul is Frost. It may be ordinary, but it is still a high-grade Martial Soul. If he works hard, he has a good chance of becoming a Titled Douluo. But if he becomes obsessed with theoretical research like Wang Yan, then..."

Before Xuan Zi could finish, Mu En interrupted him. "Xuan Zi, do you think Shrek lacks an ordinary Titled Douluo?"

Without even thinking, Xuan Zi shook his head. "No, we don't."

Mu En continued, "Then let Zhou Huan pursue theoretical research or focus on cultivation as he wishes. Besides, earning third place in the Freshman Competition already proves that he has not neglected his cultivation."

Xuan Zi nodded. "Yes, Elder Mu. Oh, Wang Yan gave this to me because he wanted to ask whether this article could be included in the library as restricted material. After all, some of its contents are rather sensitive to Shrek."

Mu En naturally understood what this so-called "sensitive" matter referred to, but at his age, there was little he had not seen. He did not care about it at all.

Still, just because he did not care did not mean every Shrek person felt the same.

Thus, to avoid unnecessary trouble, Mu En said, "Do as Wang Yan suggested. The fewer complications, the better. It is enough that we understand what truly matters. Oh, give a copy to Beibei as well. That little girlfriend of his, Tang Ya... sigh, just have them keep it confidential."

Beibei was, after all, his great-grandson. What else could Mu En do?

Xuan Zi replied, "Understood, Elder Mu."

After thinking for a moment, Elder Mu continued, "There is no need to pay too much attention to Zhou Huan. Let him follow Wang Yan. This teacher and student pair should get along quite well."

In Mu En's eyes, Zhou Huan had considerable insight into Martial Souls. Perhaps his prospects in theoretical research were even better than his prospects in cultivation.

If Zhou Huan could achieve something in theoretical research, it would also be a good thing for him and Lexuan.

Yes, Mu En was already considering Zhang Lexuan's future. Without realizing it, Zhou Huan had become the partner chosen for Zhang Lexuan by the Sea God Pavilion Master and Limit Douluo, Mu En.

It was not that Mu En wanted to meddle. Rather, over all these years, aside from Beibei, Zhou Huan was the only male Zhang Lexuan had ever taken the initiative to approach.

After Beibei brought Tang Ya back, Zhang Lexuan still treated Beibei very well, but she no longer took the initiative to get close to him.

Thus, Zhou Huan was now the only candidate left.

For Zhang Lexuan's lifelong happiness, this Dragon God Douluo had truly put a great deal of thought into it.

Because he had made a mistake once before, Mu En could no longer forcefully interfere in the younger generation's romantic affairs. Still, helping from the side and providing a possibility was acceptable.

If Zhou Huan knew what this great figure was thinking right now, he would surely be moved to tears, wouldn't he?

A peerless powerhouse of a generation, the Dragon God Douluo Mu En, was secretly safeguarding the red thread of fate that would lead him to his match. How could he not be moved?

Of course, there was a high chance that Zhou Huan would genuinely not dare to move.

At dusk, Shrek Academy's cafeteria.

After speaking with Wang Yan at noon, Zhou Huan did not return to class that afternoon. Today still counted as part of the break, and his leave officially ended tomorrow, so Wang Yan would not care.

Thus, after roughing it in the wilderness for more than twenty days, Zhou Huan happily slept in his dormitory for several hours.

He did not arrive at the cafeteria until dinnertime.

After getting his food, Zhou Huan discovered that Wen Xiaoshuai and the other two had already taken their seats at a table after class.

"Old Wen, Xiao Xiao, Qingya, your Brother Zhou is back."

Zhou Huan walked over with a broad grin and sat down beside Wen Xiaoshuai.

Xiao Xiao looked at Zhou Huan's smug face and immediately put on an expression of "surprise." "Oh! Brother Zhou, you're still alive. That's wonderful."

Zhou Huan's eyelid twitched. "...Xiao Xiao, do you often draw little circles when you're bored?"

Xiao Xiao looked puzzled, her large eyes blinking. "Draw little circles? What does that mean?"

Zhou Huan smiled. "It means drawing little circles to curse someone."

Xiao Xiao rolled her eyes speechlessly. "...Childish. I'm not a child."

Zhou Huan gave Xiao Xiao a meaningful once-over. "How are you any different from a child?"

Xiao Xiao froze for a moment, then understood in less than 0.3 seconds. Her face immediately flushed red with anger. "Zhou Huan, do you want to find out what it feels like to be smashed by a cauldron weighing over a thousand jin?!"

Seeing Xiao Xiao about to explode and preparing to leap up and hurl out the Three Lives Soul Suppressing Cauldron, Wang Qingya quickly stroked Xiao Xiao's back to soothe her. "Calm down, calm down. Zhou Huan just has a foul mouth. Let's be generous and not lower ourselves to his level."

At the same time, Wang Qingya could not help sighing inwardly. Sigh, this little girl is weak but loves to provoke others. She clearly knows she can't gain an advantage over Zhou Huan in a verbal fight, yet she still insists on teasing him.

Seeing that Xiao Xiao had been teased enough, Zhou Huan took out three blue-and-white grass-like plants from his Storage Soul Tool, each with only seven leaves. "These are for you."

"What is this? It's so cool." Seeing the gift, Xiao Xiao instantly forgot her anger and accepted the little plant from Zhou Huan without hesitation.

Naturally, Wen Xiaoshuai and Wang Qingya would not stand on ceremony with Zhou Huan either, though they both curiously examined the icy blue-and-white grass in their hands.

"This is Blue Ice Seven-Leaf Grass, a type of Spirit Grass that helps Soul Masters remain calm and focused during cultivation. It will make your cultivation smoother. It is useful for anyone below the Soul Ancestor rank, so it is perfect for you," Zhou Huan explained.

In truth, many people did not recognize this plant. Zhou Huan only knew about it because he had read many books. This kind of Spirit Grass usually grew only in cold regions, or could be produced by a sudden change in an Ice Attribute environment.

It was when Zhou Huan inspected the area before destroying the Blue Dragon Ice Qilin Horse's ice cave that he discovered these Blue Ice Seven-Leaf Grasses.

Previously, the Blue Dragon Ice Qilin Horse had never mentioned that such Spirit Grass grew inside the ice cave.

However, after thinking about it, Zhou Huan understood.

Blue Ice Seven-Leaf Grass was completely useless to someone like him who possessed Extreme Ice. Moreover, the Blue Dragon Ice Qilin Horse most likely did not think much of such Spirit Grass and had not bothered mentioning it.

"This... is a little too precious." After hearing Zhou Huan's explanation, Wang Qingya hesitated.

"What's so precious about it? No matter how precious it is, it can't compare to the Soul Tools you gave me." Zhou Huan waved a hand. "Besides, it isn't some Immortal Herb. It is merely a Spirit Grass that is useful below the Soul Ancestor rank. I only obtained it because I got lucky this time, and it didn't cost me anything."

Zhou Huan had always been someone who returned favors. Naturally, he would never be stingy with true friends.

Since Zhou Huan put it that way, Wang Qingya did not think further about it. They had been friends for so long; saying anything more would only seem affected.

Xiao Xiao, on the other hand, had no such concerns at all. With her limited attention span and straightforward nature, she would not think so much about it. Wasn't it perfectly normal for friends to exchange gifts?

Thus, Xiao Xiao asked, "Zhou Huan, how do we use this Blue Ice Seven-Leaf Grass? Keep it beside us while cultivating?"

Zhou Huan shook his head. "No. After dinner, go back and refine it with Soul Power. Its effects will remain within your bodies until you reach the Soul Ancestor rank. Once your Soul Power breaks through to the Soul Ancestor level, the Blue Ice Seven-Leaf Grass will lose its effect."

After all, it was only a Spirit Grass that assisted cultivation. The fact that it remained effective until the Soul Ancestor rank was already quite good.

After that, the three of them ate much faster, all wanting to return early and refine the Spirit Grass.

Zhou Huan understood them very well, but he continued eating at an unhurried pace, sighing inwardly that the food for Core Disciples truly was delicious. Compared to surviving in the wilderness, this place was practically heaven.

Shrek's cafeteria was enormous, so it appeared sparsely populated. In truth, Shrek did not have many students to begin with.

Thus, people usually ate in their own little groups, sitting far apart. That was why Zhou Huan had directly given the Blue Ice Seven-Leaf Grass to Wen Xiaoshuai and the others in the cafeteria.

Besides, the grass did not glow. Its color was merely a little unusual, and there was nothing else remarkable about it.

As for blue-and-white plants, there were countless plants of every color throughout Douluo Continent.

They would not attract anyone's attention.

After Wen Xiaoshuai and the other two wolfed down their meals and left the cafeteria, Zhou Huan finally began clearing away his dishes while humming a tune.

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