Battle Against Wu Changkong

Yun Mu slowly peeled the shrimp shell and placed the meat in his mouth. The shrimp tasted exceptionally delicious, sweet, tender, and soft, almost like eating fruit.

It was strange. This Red Jade Shrimp had no effect on Yun Mu at all. It did not even cause a ripple in his Bloodline Power, as though it had fallen into a bottomless pit.

Mu Ye instantly sensed something unusual. Under normal circumstances, whether or not the child could use Bloodline Power, his blood and qi should at least have fluctuated.

Yun Mu had his own suspicions. His body was probably different from others'; perhaps only Immortal Spiritual Qi could make it react.

Mu Ye did not rashly suggest examining him. He merely continued to the small cafeteria to prepare his food.

"Actually, when it comes to forging, I don't think there's much left for me to teach you. With your current forging ability, you've practically surpassed your Soul Power Level," Zhen Hua said with a sigh.

"So what I can provide you with as your teacher is my resources, along with some understanding of creation," Zhen Hua said with a smile.

Zhen Hua slowly took out a small notebook and pushed it toward Yun Mu.

"Although my understanding of creation isn't especially profound, I've achieved a little. All I can say is that forging is the only profession capable of touching upon laws," Zhen Hua said with immense pride.

After the master and disciple finished eating, they entered the forging room to train.

They also completed today's task. Naturally, Yun Mu had accepted it. Though he was not short on money, earning it with his own hands felt more fulfilling.

The rest of his money had been given to him by his master, Yun Ming.

After all, there was little need for cash at Shrek Academy, so the money Yun Ming gave him had always been quite substantial.

When the afternoon's forging session ended, Yun Mu returned to the dormitory.

Tang Wulin and the others were sitting cross-legged on their beds, cultivating. Seeing Tang Wulin train so seriously, Xie Xie and Yun Xiao joined him.

Yun Mu did not disturb them. Instead, he slowly lay down on his bed and felt the Heaven and Earth Yuan Power around him wildly pouring into his body.

Yun Mu discovered that ever since his cultivation method had broken through to the third layer, he seemed to be absorbing Heaven and Earth Yuan Power from the outside world at every moment without even needing to cultivate.

This greatly compensated for the slow cultivation speed of a Dual Ultimate Attribute Martial Soul.

As night deepened, Tang Wulin and the others could no longer hold on and chose to sleep.

Yun Mu, meanwhile, was already sleeping soundly, his Soul Power continuously circulating through his meridians.

The two Martial Souls slowly rose into the air, continuously radiating silver light that gently shone upon everyone present.

However, the energy Yun Xiao received was far less than what Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Yun Mu received.

Yet even that tiny amount of silver light was enough to allow his Martial Soul to undergo a beneficial mutation in the future and grant him greater achievements.

What Yun Mu did not know was that he actually needed even more energy every day, but his Martial Souls could automatically recharge him at night.

The next morning, Tang Wulin began another massive feast in the cafeteria.

As usual, Yun Mu casually took a Grade A Meal for himself, brought another for Tang Wulin, then sat beside him and ate slowly.

It had to be said that eating without chairs was rather uncomfortable.

After taking a few bites, he finished the fight and headed over alone.

By the time they arrived at the classroom, it was almost time.

Wu Changkong slowly walked into the classroom and said flatly, "Follow me!"

More than twenty people marched grandly toward the training grounds.

"Stand in pairs. Tang Wulin, Tang Yunmu, you two step forward."

"Today's first lesson is to demonstrate your strength. After that, we'll proceed directly to actual combat. I'll serve as the referee. Single-elimination. Let me see what you're capable of."

"Tang Yunmu, fight me first," Wu Changkong said.

"Teacher, do Tool Soul Masters have to engage in actual combat too?"

"On the battlefield, if you tell your enemy that you're a Tool Martial Soul Master, will he spare your life?" Wu Changkong said coldly.

His gaze slowly turned toward the others. "I'll demonstrate with Tang Yunmu first. Then we'll start from over there." Wu Changkong pointed in Xie Xie's direction.

Wu Changkong did not release his Martial Soul. Instead, he unfastened his belt.

With a flick of his wrist, Wu Changkong pulled the belt taut, making it as straight as a sword.

Yun Mu's Soul Power surged as three purple Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet. At this moment, those purple Soul Rings were already extremely close to black.

The Sword of Life in his hand hummed as it left its sheath, warm life energy flowing over its blade.

Yun Mu did not choose to attack first. He focused intently on guarding himself, his sword tip angled toward the ground.

Seeing this, Wu Changkong's body instantly turned ghostlike. His belt lashed toward Yun Mu's shoulder like a striking venomous snake, carrying a piercing whistle through the air. It was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. But he was probably using a simplified version. After all, a Soul Emperor dealing with me doesn't need the full version yet.

Yun Mu twisted his feet and sidestepped the belt's edge. At the same time, he turned his wrist, and the Sword of Life traced a gentle arc.

His First Soul Skill, Withering Bones Forge Edge, activated silently. It was not aimed at Wu Changkong; instead, it slowly injected life force into the grass and plants on the ground.

This was another use of the Soul Skill Yun Mu had discovered. As long as a healing-related Soul Skill was used on plants, it could make them grow rapidly.

And if it was a skill that severed or attacked, it could make plants wither rapidly.

Only then had he realized that his life attribute was god-tier. Unlike the life attributes of ordinary people, it was not limited to healing.

His control over life could be said to rest in his hands. Or rather, in the God Realm, the God of Life was equivalent to a god of both life and death.

Both of these attributes belonged entirely to the Goddess of Life alone, because she could grant life and strip it away.

Yun Mu slowly brought the sword energy down onto the ground, using the plants to obstruct Wu Changkong's steps.

Unfortunately, Wu Changkong was simply too fast. Yun Mu had no way to completely evade his attacks.

"Second Soul Skill, Life Sword Rain." Yun Mu used it indiscriminately. The faint starlight splashed not only onto Yun Mu himself but also poured in great quantities into Wu Changkong's body.

The wounds left by Wu Changkong's belt instantly healed, while Wu Changkong's movements paused because of that starlight. Wu Changkong could clearly feel his Soul Power becoming sluggish.

"Not a bad Soul Skill. Used properly, it could probably trap quite a few people," Wu Changkong said flatly.

Wu Changkong took a deep breath at the same time, forcibly suppressing the sluggishness of his Soul Power. The arc of his whipping belt grew increasingly fierce, faintly showing signs of breaking through the suppression of Life Sword Rain.