I Don't Need Xuan Zi to Accompany Me

Before Qian Duoduo could finish complaining.

Xuan Zi silently added another sentence.

As soon as he said that.

Everyone fell silent again.

What Qian Duoduo had said was indeed true. When had Shrek Academy become a hired hand for the Star Luo Empire?

By rights, this kind of wager was unthinkable, but... why had Mu En agreed to it?

Everyone was baffled.

But no one dared press him for an explanation.

To them, Mu En was not only the backbone of Shrek Academy, but also a respected elder.

Anyone else's decision could be questioned. But whenever Mu En made a decision, they needed to think it through carefully.

If the thoughts in their minds ran counter to Mu En's decision, then they needed to consider whether the problem lay with them.

And not with Mu En.

That was how the members of the Sea God Pavilion at Shrek Academy thought.

"What happens if we fail?"

After a long silence.

Xian Lin'er finally broke the quiet in the room.

"Twenty more high-risk incidents every year."

"He's asking for the moon!"

"How dare he?!"

As soon as Xuan Zi finished speaking.

Xian Lin'er and Qian Duoduo spoke again, furious.

"You don't need to be so pessimistic. We might not lose this bet."

Seeing the dejected looks on everyone's faces, Xuan Zi offered them some encouragement.

"Three conditions."

"Each one harder than the last. How are we supposed to win?"

"Jiang Yang has an Ultimate Martial Soul, so his Soul Power will naturally increase much more slowly than an ordinary Soul Master's. There are only four and a half months until the semester ends, and he's only at Soul Power Level 37."

"Four and a half months, a Level 37 Soul Elder, and he needs to gain three Soul Power levels. Who could possibly manage that?"

Fan Yu raised his voice.

When no one responded, he grew more animated and continued, "And then there's absorbing a Fourth Soul Ring that's over thirty thousand years old. That's practically a Soul Saint-level Soul Ring!"

"Even a powerful Soul Emperor can only choose a Soul Ring over thirty thousand years old when breaking through to Soul Saint. What makes Jiang Yang think he can do it?"

"Even if his Third Soul Ring is ten thousand years old, a newly acquired ten-thousand-year Soul Ring and one that's thirty thousand years old aren't even in the same league!"

"By comparison, the only condition that seems reasonable, and might actually be achievable, is choosing three people to form a team and defeat Duke White Tiger's team."

Fan Yu finished speaking.

Still, no one answered him.

But.

This time, he didn't keep going.

Everyone knew that Fan Yu's words were clearly colored by his personal feelings.

But one thing was certain: what he had said wasn't untrue.

"Fan Yu's concerns aren't unfounded, but there's one thing you got wrong."

When Xuan Zi spoke.

Fan Yu could only stand obediently to one side, saying nothing in response as he waited for him to continue.

"Other people are other people. Jiang Yang is Jiang Yang. You can doubt anyone else, but you can't doubt Jiang Yang."

"Those were Mu En's exact words, and they're what I want to say as well. Get ready."

"Tonight, I'm taking Jiang Yang out for some training."

As Xuan Zi spoke, he turned around and headed outside, raising the chicken leg in his right hand to wave it.

Clearly.

This wasn't a discussion. It was a notification.

And even though Xian Lin'er and the others were reluctant to let Jiang Yang go, there was nothing they could do. They could only follow orders.

At the same time.

Inside the Sea God Pavilion.

"I don't agree."

Jiang Yang said bluntly.

Mu En, who had just "reunited" with him and was sitting in a recliner, and Mu En's disciple, Yan Shaozhe, were both stunned.

"Jiang Yang, Elder Xuan is a Level 98 Super Douluo! In terms of actual combat strength, he probably isn't much weaker than a Level 99 Limit Douluo!"

"With such a powerful expert protecting you and personally taking you out for one-on-one training, why would you disagree?"

"I can hardly imagine why you'd refuse. I want a clear answer from you. This isn't a game!"

"I hope you understand that this wager concerns not only your future, but also the reputation of Shrek Academy!"

Yan Shaozhe's voice grew hurried.

If Mu En hadn't been there, he would have cursed him out.

His disciple, Ma Xiaotao, wasn't exactly an obedient type either, but a single scolding from him would always make her follow his advice.

Jiang Yang was different. He didn't just ignore what Yan Shaozhe said—he even looked completely indifferent.

Yan Shaozhe seriously suspected that this kid, Jiang Yang, didn't even take Mu En seriously.

But the thought had barely crossed his mind before he immediately rejected it.

He couldn't believe anyone would disregard Mu En.

"Answer me!"

Yan Shaozhe asked again.

This time, though, his temper was about to boil over.

But Jiang Yang still didn't take him seriously.

Jiang Yang didn't like repeating himself, and besides, he had no interest in bickering with Yan Shaozhe.

Rather than think about how to respond to Yan Shaozhe, he might as well consider how to answer Mu En's question.

"Xiao Yang, going out to train alone really is a little dangerous. Considering that you young people might have more to talk about, why not have Zhang Lexuan go with you?"

"While you're at it, help her out too. That child has had such a hard life."

Mu En didn't reproach Jiang Yang the way Yan Shaozhe had. Instead, his feelings showed plainly on his face.

As he spoke, his already aged voice seemed to grow even heavier.

It was like a cool breeze blowing from the lakeside on an autumn evening, carrying a hint of remorse.

"Mm."

Jiang Yang nodded.

To him, as long as Xuan Zi wasn't leading the group, it didn't matter who was.

If Dai Hao dared to send someone to assassinate him, he wouldn't mind fusing with his armor and paying a visit to the Western Army Group headquarters in the Star Luo Empire.

As his Soul Power increased, the Emperor Armor still hadn't been repaired, but the amount of time he could use it had increased to five minutes.

Five minutes was enough.

"Uh... Teacher, I think if Zhang Lexuan is going, then we might as well bring Ma Xiaotao too."

"The next Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament is coming up soon. Xiaotao can't go on like this."

"Jiang Yang happens to have an Ultimate Ice Martial Soul, and the two of them know each other well. Why not let them go together?"

"One more person means one more pair of hands."

"Teacher, what do you think?"

Yan Shaozhe, who had been furious just moments ago, saw how things were developing and immediately changed his tune, putting Ma Xiaotao forward.

What he said wasn't exactly false.

But to Jiang Yang, the person involved, something about it just didn't sound right.

What did he mean, they knew each other well?

They'd only met twice, for crying out loud!

"Then all right. Bring Ling Luochеn along too. She's familiar with ice attributes."

"Hehehe... It's good to be young."

As he spoke.

Mu En slowly closed his eyes again, seeming to recall that morning when he had met her.