Racial Talents of the Otherworld

Lin Yi ran off.

But Ouyang Xi was on the verge of tears. How was she supposed to keep her son alive? Calling a Limit Douluo, the Pavilion Master of Sea God Pavilion, an old man—none of the Elders would dare do that!

"Elder Mu, Lin Yi has just been cultivating for too long and his mind's gotten a little muddled. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against him. I'll deal with him when I get back!"

Mu En seemed to snap back to his senses. He rubbed the piece of Spirit Gold in his hand and smiled faintly. "It's fine. At the end of the day, he only said it so I would accept treatment. Xiao Yi is a filial child. This old man is not so rigid."

Seeing that Mu En's tone did not seem false and that he truly did not care much, Ouyang Xi finally let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Yet even though Lin Yi was her son, Ouyang Xi still harbored some doubts about his words. From the first time she had met Mu En, he had already been like this. Shrek had countless geniuses and powerful experts; if there had been a way to heal Mu En, it would never have been delayed until now.

"Elder Mu, Xiao Yi said he could heal your injuries..."

For her son's sake, Ouyang Xi still decided to lay some groundwork first. That way, even if Lin Yi failed in the future, she would have something to say.

Mu En had lived for more than two hundred years; every eyelash of his was hollow. Naturally, Ouyang Xi's thoughts could not escape his eyes, and she had never intended to hide them anyway.

"What? You don't even have faith in your own son?"

"It isn't that I lack faith. I just know that even with Shrek's foundation, there has been nothing anyone could do, much less a child like him."

"This old man is rather looking forward to it."

"Hm?"

Mu En glanced at Ouyang Xi and chuckled. "Before Xiao Yi, had you ever seen a Soul Grandmaster with all Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings at the age of six? Or a Soul Elder at seven?"

"Of course not."

"Since this little fellow has already created so many miracles, then there is no harm in looking forward to this one as well."

As he spoke, Mu En could not help laughing. "Besides, two Limit Douluos from one family—even this old man feels his blood run hot at the thought. When that day comes, Shrek will usher in its true golden age!"

Ouyang Xi's eyes also filled with longing as she nodded. "It truly is something to look forward to."

Unexpectedly, Mu En suddenly changed the subject. "Of course, this old man also wants to live a few more years. Xiao Yi is right. Limit Douluos can easily live for over three hundred years. Why should this old man have to die when I'm only a little over two hundred?"

Ouyang Xi was left stunned. Hadn't he previously taken life and death in stride? Why was he suddenly fighting to stay alive?

Still, Ouyang Xi was delighted by the change in Mu En's mindset. As a high-level Soul Master of Soul Douluo rank, she understood that willpower was something profoundly mysterious.

When someone had lost the belief to keep living, their death was likely near. But when someone possessed an extremely strong desire to survive, they could also unleash unimaginably tenacious vitality.

Previously, Mu En had not entirely lost the will to live, but he had merely endured for Shrek's sake. To him, death might even have been a release.

After hearing of Mu En's past, Ouyang Xi could understand. The baleful aura within the Dragon Pill constantly assaulted Mu En's mind and body, bringing him endless pain. Under such circumstances, the fact that Mu En had held on for so long was enough to earn Ouyang Xi's deep respect for his resilience.

But Ouyang Xi immediately thought of something else. "Elder Mu, did Xiao Yi just say he wanted to clear out a plot of land in front of the Golden Ancient Tree?"

Mu En thought for a moment. "It should be for planting some medicinal herbs."

Ouyang Xi nodded, thinking the same.

But was that really the case?

Lin Yi would say that Mu En had guessed half right.

What Lin Yi intended to plant was not medicinal herbs, but ingredients.

The vast memories of the Otherworld naturally contained some knowledge of medicine. After analyzing Mu En's condition, Lin Yi concluded that Mu En's origin had been severely depleted. His qi and blood were deficient, and his body was riddled with holes.

Using potent medicinal herbs at such a time would do Mu En more harm than good.

Mu En's injuries needed to be treated slowly.

Under such circumstances, a method from the Otherworld called food therapy caught Lin Yi's attention. Slowly nourishing the body through daily meals was perfectly suited to Mu En's current condition.

Furthermore, the instinct within his Otherworld Memories to plant something had unknowingly influenced Lin Yi as well, which was why he had decided to cultivate land before the Golden Ancient Tree.

And although Lin Yi's Golden Tree Spirit was only a Demigod-level Martial Soul, to plants, the Golden Tree—the Plane Core itself—was a god! A true and unquestionable god!

Being planted beneath the Golden Ancient Tree was equivalent to bathing in a god's radiance. Together with Lin Yi's own Golden Tree, it was the radiance of two gods shining down upon them. Any plant that developed intelligence would probably have an instant brain orgasm.

Combined with the racial talents in his Otherworld Memories, Lin Yi was fully confident in this matter.

Without wasting any more time, Lin Yi immediately ran outside Sea God Pavilion to prepare the land first. The tools were readily available, and whatever he lacked, he could have Lin Qingxuan craft by hand. A Level 7 Soul Engineer on the verge of breaking through to Level 8 would find this kind of work absurdly easy.

Meanwhile, on the third floor of Sea God Pavilion, after seeing Ouyang Xi off, Mu En's aged, withered hand rubbed the Spirit Gold. He felt its life force continuously pour into his body, but his body was already riddled with holes and simply could not retain that life force. He could only watch helplessly as it slipped away.

Yet there was no denying that, even if it could not remain, every place the life force flowed through brought Mu En an indescribable sense of comfort.

The formidable Spiritual Power of a Limit Douluo allowed Mu En to discover that a trace of vitality had indeed been awakened in his body. Though it was merely a drop in the bucket compared to his severe injuries, Mu En saw hope within it.

What Lin Yi had said before was not empty talk!

Without hesitation, Mu En immediately decided to convene a Sea God Pavilion Meeting.

A short while later, in the Sea God Pavilion Meeting Room.

Mu En lay in a reclining chair at the head of the table, while the Elders took their seats on both sides. Xuan Zi, Yan Shaozhe, and Xian Lin'er were among them.

But everyone wore somewhat puzzled expressions. It was not yet time for their annual regular meeting. Had something major happened at the academy?

Mu En lightly tapped the table, drawing everyone's attention.

"This emergency meeting concerns this old man's injuries."

The Elders' expressions changed at once. Elder Zhuang asked in alarm, "Elder Mu, have your injuries worsened?"

The other Elders also looked at Mu En with concern. Mu En was simply too important to the academy. An academy guarded by a Limit Douluo and one without a Limit Douluo were entirely different matters.

Seeing their tense faces—and the two female disciples, Xian Lin'er and Cai Mei'er, looking as if they were about to cry—Mu En smiled helplessly. "Don't be nervous. It is not bad news."

Without keeping them in suspense, Mu En immediately told them everything about the Spirit Gold and what Lin Yi had said earlier, excluding the part where he had been called an old man.

Upon hearing that Mu En's injuries might actually recover, everyone showed joy. But the problem remained the same: Lin Yi was too young. The youngest person present was already in their eighties or nineties, while Lin Yi had lived only a fraction of their years.

It was difficult for them to place much faith in the words of such a little fellow.

After a brief silence, Elder Zhuang said, "Whether Xiao Linyi can truly accomplish it or not, we must do everything in our power to support him. This concerns Elder Mu's injuries. We cannot let even the slightest hope slip away."

Everyone froze, then nodded repeatedly. He was right. Whether they believed it or not, they had to give it their all. What if? What if the little fellow really could succeed?

Elder Zhuang continued, "Besides, he was born with dual Extreme Attributes—radiance and life, no less. No matter how you look at it, they seem specifically suited to Elder Mu's injuries. I don't believe there can be such a coincidence in this world..."

Elder Zhuang did not say more, but everyone understood what he had left unsaid. Lin Yi was Mu En's hope for recovery.

Xuan Zi immediately said, "Then the academy will support him with all its strength. Whatever this little fellow needs, we will gather it with everything we have. If necessary, even if we have to steal it, we will bring back whatever he needs!"

By the end, Xuan Zi's voice carried a murderous edge, yet no one objected.

Even Mu En showed no resistance to those words.

At the end of the day, on the Douluo Continent, the strong were still revered. Shrek Academy remained neutral because it wished to remain neutral, because its absolute strength forced the great empires to acknowledge Shrek's neutrality.

Occupying the greatest city under heaven and the greatest academy under heaven, governing its own territory as a state within a state—such a position had not been achieved through reputation or merit. Those empty names might work for a time, but Shrek's status had ultimately been fought for!

Generation after generation of powerful experts had forcibly fought Shrek into its present transcendent position of neutrality.

Mu En suddenly said, "Xiao Yi actually does have a request, and this old man has already agreed to it."

Everyone looked over curiously, wondering what miraculous method Lin Yi had in mind.

"Xiao Yi wants to clear out a plot of land in front of the Golden Ancient Tree and plant some things."

"This..."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The Elders wanted to say it was inappropriate, but the rule only prohibited damaging the Golden Ancient Tree. Clearing out a plot in front of it was not technically wrong. Still, everyone felt that something about it was strange. Since Mu En had already said he agreed, they did not say anything further.

Though the Elders of Sea God Pavilion all had voting rights, Sea God Pavilion ultimately still answered to Mu En.

"Xiao Xu, Xiao Zhuang, this old man does not know what Lin Yi intends to plant, but it is likely nothing more than medicinal herbs or spiritual plants. We cannot help much with such things, so I'll leave them to you."

"Yes." The two Elders each accepted the order.

Once the arrangements had been made, Yan Shaozhe suddenly spoke.

Having relinquished his position as Dean of the Martial Soul Department and cultivated in seclusion for over half a year, Yan Shaozhe had clearly changed somewhat. His divine light was restrained, but the radiance aura around him had grown much more active. He had evidently gained something.

"Teacher, I have one more matter."

As his eldest disciple, Yan Shaozhe's gains made Mu En quite happy.

"Shaozhe, what is it?"

"It concerns Xiaotao..."