Flower Rain

"All students, assemble. Class dismissed. Gu Yue, stay behind." Wu Changkong appeared on the training field and dismissed the students.

"It's finally over," one student said weakly.

"I feel like my whole body is falling apart," a boy whined.

Yun Mu smiled and patted the boy on the shoulder. "Want me to treat you? But my Martial Soul will have to stab you first."

The boy immediately shook his head. "Never mind, never mind. I'd rather stay tired."

Yun Mu lowered his head in mock disappointment and murmured softly, "Sure enough, no one is willing to let my Martial Soul help them heal."

The boy said awkwardly, "Boss Yun, that's not what I meant. Fine, help me heal."

The boy wore the expression of someone sacrificing himself for brotherhood, making Yun Mu feel like a terrible villain.

Yun Mu sighed softly. His Third Soul Skill activated instantly, petals enveloping the entire training field as though a flower rain had begun to fall.

All the students who had been about to run back to the dorms to rest stopped in their tracks. Though they remembered the flowers' formidable attack power from before, they still instinctively reached out to catch them.

Students from the other classes saw the scene and curiously walked onto the training field as well.

The Class Five students discovered in surprise that the flowers had no offensive power at all this time. Instead, they continuously nourished their bodies, sweeping away all their exhaustion.

They cheered and ran to Yun Mu's side. "Boss Yun, let us treat you to a meal!"

"Boss Yun, Boss Yun, come on! We're treating you to a meal!"

A group of boys surrounded Yun Mu and headed toward the cafeteria.

Wu Changkong slowly caught a petal as well. A faint smile appeared in his eyes as he looked at the lively group of students.

"No wonder this Soul Skill is called Fleeting Splendor." Gu Yue watched the scene, surprise flashing through her eyes, along with sadness as she watched the petals slowly fall to the ground and vanish.

At the same time, Gu Yue sensed an incredibly dense Life Force within the petals. She could even feel her physical condition gradually recovering. Could he be connected to the God of Life?

This Life Force was god-level, wasn't it?

Yun Mu turned back to glance at Gu Yue, and nearly froze. Gu Yue stood in the sunlight, holding one of his flowers in her hand and smiling as she watched the countless blossoms fall.

Yun Mu immediately turned his head away, not daring to look at Gu Yue again. He let the students, all no more than level eleven, lead him toward the cafeteria.

What he did not notice was that Gu Yue's gaze flickered as she watched Yun Mu, seeing him off until he disappeared from sight.

"Tang Wulin, did your brother forget about you?" Xie Xie teased.

"Looks like it." Tang Wulin stood where he was and scratched his head. "Let's go eat too. I'm hungry."

However, Tang Wulin rubbed his stomach and felt that ever since Yun Mu had released his Soul Skill, he did not seem nearly as hungry.

When Tang Wulin ate lunch that day, he finally did not need to revise the previous day's record. In fact, he could clearly feel that he had eaten much less.

"The big eater's appetite has finally gotten smaller?" Xie Xie draped an arm over Tang Wulin's shoulder and said.

"Get lost, get lost." Tang Wulin slapped Xie Xie's arm away. "Hurry back and cultivate for a while. We'll probably still have training this afternoon."

"Isn't this afternoon theory class? What's the rush?"

Unfortunately, that statement was proven wrong that afternoon. Aside from Yun Mu, who studied theory, everyone else had to undergo harsh physical training.

It all stemmed from what happened after Yun Mu finished eating.

"Hello, Teacher Wu." The moment Yun Mu finished his meal and looked up, he saw Wu Changkong strolling leisurely toward the cafeteria.

Perhaps Wu Changkong also wanted to see what the physical condition of this future junior schoolmate was like.

"Yun Mu, wait here. Come with me somewhere later," Wu Changkong said.

Yun Mu nodded and followed beside Wu Changkong. Wu Changkong ate very quickly and finished in no time.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to make you join the Tang Sect. I just want to borrow the Tang Sect's equipment to test your physical data." Wu Changkong brought Yun Mu to the Tang Sect's base. Seeing that Yun Mu seemed reluctant, he explained.

Yun Mu relaxed after hearing that and began curiously looking around as they continued forward.

A small building came into view—much shorter than the buildings he had seen before. Set within this vast garden, it looked somewhat flimsy.

Only when they reached the entrance did he realize there was not even a sign hanging on the building.

Still, Yun Mu had already guessed that this was the Tang Sect.

The dark blue outer walls were made of glass. They looked like mirrors without being glaring, and light refracted off them from different angles, giving them a strangely beautiful feel.

The entrance was empty, and the glass doors of the same color were tightly shut. Wu Changkong stepped forward and pressed his right hand against the glass. The instant his fingertips touched it, a faint glow spread across the surface.

"Well, if it isn't East Sea Little Changkong. Long time no see. You brought a little genius here last time, so what are you doing this time?"

"A young member of Shrek Academy. I brought him here to test his physical condition," Wu Changkong said.

"From Shrek? Then you're not introducing him to our Tang Sect?" the voice teased.

"This child should already be reserved by the Sea God Pavilion."

"Don't tell me you mean that Yun Mu kid?" The voice paused, not expecting the person the Tang Sect Master had repeatedly warned him about to have arrived.

"Yes." Wu Changkong nodded.

"Then let him in. Shrek and the Tang Sect are one big family. It doesn't matter whether he joins the Tang Sect or not," the person said.

The metal doors slowly opened. Once they passed through the glass doors, they found white storefronts, dark blue walls, and soft lighting. Everything looked fresh and spotless.

Yun Mu thought the place seemed somewhat like a science and technology museum from his previous life.

A circular metal platform floated toward them, carrying a metal wristband that looked quite advanced.

"Put it on. It's for identity verification. Only by wearing it can you ensure that you won't be treated as an enemy and destroyed by the defense system here," Wu Changkong explained.

Yun Mu quickly put on the wristband. Although he disliked the Tang Sect because of Tang San, he had to admit that the Tang Sect's technology was quite impressive.

The next moment, he felt his head spin, leaving him a little dizzy.

The next moment, the two of them entered a room filled with instruments.

Yun Mu sat inside the device for testing Spiritual Power. A helmet-like object slowly descended over his head.

The color and numbers on the Spiritual Power instrument instantly soared—four hundred, five hundred, six hundred—before finally stopping at 673, Spirit Sea Realm!

The very first test left Wu Changkong completely stunned. It was not merely that Yun Mu had reached the Spirit Sea Realm at nine years old. Wu Changkong himself was only at the Spirit Sea Realm even now.

Yun Mu stood up and calmly looked at his results, murmuring softly, "As expected, I've reached the Spirit Sea Realm."