Mu En & Bei Bei: Why Does This Feel Strangely Familiar?

Although she had heard Bei Bei describe it before, seeing was believing. When she personally witnessed this heavenly city that resembled a miracle, even Elder Lin, a Super Douluo, could not help but slightly contract her pupils as stormy waves rose in her heart.

"Th-This... actually exists?"

Elder Lin stared at the silver buildings brimming with technological flair and the strange streams of light flitting between them, unable to stop herself from murmuring under her breath.

"And... it really is completely suspended in the air?"

This had to be some kind of Soul Tool. But she knew nothing about Soul Tools, so naturally, she had no idea how it worked.

"Elder Lin, Grand Ancestor, this is the place."

Bei Bei took a deep breath and pointed ahead.

Mu En sat in his wheelchair, a glint flashing through his clouded old eyes.

He straightened up slightly and swept his gaze across every corner of the academy.

"Is this... the power of Soul Tools as well?"

Mu En's voice carried a hint of shock.

"To keep such an enormous island, along with its buildings and people, floating high in the sky year after year..."

"How great would the energy supply have to be?"

"And how precise would the Soul Tool core array have to be?"

As a Limit Douluo who had lived for centuries, Mu En's breadth of vision was naturally beyond that of ordinary people.

Even Mingde Hall of the Sun Moon Empire, whose Soul Tool technology was currently the most advanced, absolutely could not accomplish something on this scale.

Just how deep were this academy's foundations?

"Yes."

Elder Lin came back to her senses, but her brows drew tightly together, a trace of concern and disapproval flashing through her eyes.

"Such a huge thing, hanging in the sky..."

"What if its energy supply runs short?"

"What if the Core Array malfunctions?"

Elder Lin pointed at the bottomless sea of clouds beneath their feet, her tone skeptical.

"If this Floating Island suddenly loses power and falls to the ground..."

"Wouldn't that be the end of everything?"

"Not only would the people up here be smashed to pieces, even the living creatures on the ground would likely suffer."

As she said this, a trace of disdain inevitably appeared in Elder Lin's eyes.

To her, this was simply treating lives as a joke.

"Entrusting the safety of an entire academy to cold, lifeless Soul Tools..."

"Without question, that is an incredibly foolish and irresponsible thing to do."

"It is far too unreliable."

In her heart, Elder Lin's evaluation of the Dean Lin Feng she had never met dropped several notches.

"Relying too heavily on external things will never be the proper path."

This was a deeply rooted belief shared by nearly all soul masters of Shrek Academy.

Aside from a few members of the Soul Guidance Department like Qian Duoduo, most of Shrek Academy's elders and students did not reject Soul Tools, but they certainly did not value them highly.

In their eyes, cultivating their own martial souls and Soul Power was the only great path to the peak.

Mu En did not refute Elder Lin's words. He merely shook his head slightly.

"Perhaps."

"But since they dared to build it, they must have taken every possible precaution."

The three of them slowly descended onto the broad plaza before the academy's main entrance.

The moment their feet touched solid ground, the cold sensation of the metal floor left both Mu En and Elder Lin somewhat unaccustomed.

"Hmm?"

Elder Lin looked around, her brows furrowing even more deeply.

"What is going on?"

"This academy is so large. Why isn't there even anyone guarding the entrance?"

The plaza was completely empty, without a single person in sight.

"Don't they even have security personnel?"

Elder Lin found it hard to believe.

"Even at our Shrek Academy, senior students take turns standing guard at the entrance year-round to manage it."

"Why is this place so lax?"

Mu En chuckled and looked toward the bottomless sea of clouds at the edge of the plaza.

"Hehe, Hui Qun."

"Do you think ordinary petty thieves could make it up here?"

Elder Lin froze, then suddenly understood.

That was right. This place was thousands of meters in the air!

Who could reach it so easily?

"Those capable of reaching this place are no ordinary people," Mu En said calmly.

"And if a powerhouse of that level were to come..."

"What use would even Shrek Academy's student security team be?"

"It would be nothing more than decoration."

As he spoke, Mu En's gaze suddenly settled on the center of the plaza.

A massive statue stood there.

It was the statue of a young man.

He stood tall and straight, the corners of his lips curved in a faintly visible, confident smile.

Mu En looked at that excessively young face, and a trace of surprise flashed through his clouded eyes.

"Grand Ancestor, this is Dean Lin Feng."

Bei Bei introduced him quietly from the side.

"I met him once. He looks... almost exactly like the statue in person."

"His bearing is even more outstanding than the statue's."

Mu En nodded slightly, then turned to Bei Bei beside him, his tone becoming gentler.

"Bei Bei."

"You have been here twice and have dealt with them before."

"Tell me, is there anything we need to pay attention to during this visit?"

At those words, Bei Bei's entire body jolted.

He widened his eyes and looked at the usually imposing Grand Ancestor before him, his nose suddenly stinging for no reason.

He was moved!

Incredibly moved!

Heaven knew how much grievance he had suffered and how much worry he had endured along the way!

"Grand Ancestor..."

Bei Bei's voice was even a little choked.

As expected of his own dear Grand Ancestor!

Previously, whether it had been Dean Yan Shaozhe or Vice Dean Qian Duoduo...

When those two came, which one had listened to his opinion?

Which one had taken Bei Bei's words to heart?

Yan Shaozhe had arrived and immediately called them counterfeit goods, intending to teach them a lesson, only to get captured himself.

Qian Duoduo was even more outrageous. Bei Bei had clearly reminded him to be cautious, yet he insisted on challenging them to a wager battle and trying to throw money at them. In the end, not only did he lose, he was still squatting in the Confinement Room.

Every single incident was written in blood and tears!

And now, at last, someone was willing to stop and seriously ask for his opinion!

How could Bei Bei not be moved?

Bei Bei took a deep breath, forcefully calming his agitated emotions before speaking with a solemn expression.

"Grand Ancestor."

"Based on my observations from those two visits, the people of this academy... share one trait."

"They respond to kindness, not force."

"And they care deeply about the legitimacy of the name 'Shrek.'"

"The previous conflicts were basically caused by our people immediately questioning whether they were counterfeit, or by acting arrogantly."

At this point, Bei Bei glanced at Elder Lin beside him meaningfully.

"So, this grandson suggests..."

"Our attitude this time must be sincere and peaceful."

"We absolutely must not put on airs as Shrek Academy, much less bring up matters of originals and counterfeits right from the start."

A gratified smile appeared on Mu En's face after hearing him out.

"Well said."

"Bei Bei, you have grown up. Your observations are very thorough."

"Since we have come to ask for help, we naturally need the attitude of those asking for help."

"Hui Qun, did you hear that?"

Mu En turned to Elder Lin and reminded her.

Although Elder Lin still somewhat disapproved inwardly, feeling that Bei Bei was boosting others' prestige while diminishing their own, Mu En had already spoken, so she could only nod.

"Understood, Mu En."

"I will not act rashly."

After saying that, Elder Lin looked around the empty plaza and asked impatiently.

"Bei Bei, where do we need to go to meet that dean?"

Although this place looked quite novel, Elder Lin had no intention of wasting too much time here.

This environment made entirely of metal instinctively repelled and unsettled her as a traditional soul master.

And whenever she thought about how there was nothing above her head and a bottomless abyss beneath her feet, she felt uneasy.

She only wanted to finish their business quickly and get everyone out of this cursed place.

"This way."

Bei Bei hurriedly pointed out the route.

"Dean Qian previously went to find Instructor Zhang Yang at the Enforcement Office. We should go there first. Through Instructor Zhang Yang, we should be able to contact Dean Lin Feng."

"Good. Then lead the way."

Mu En gestured for Bei Bei to go ahead.

Bei Bei nodded and was just about to lead Elder Lin and Mu En to find Zhang Yang.

However.

Just as the three of them rounded the statue and prepared to head toward the Enforcement Office.

"Whoosh—"

A light breeze swept past.

A figure appeared out of thin air before Mu En and Bei Bei without any warning, blocking their path.

It was an old man.

He was tall and broad-shouldered, with hair and beard as white as snow, yet meticulously groomed.

He wore a dark purple robe, his hands clasped behind his back.

And the moment this old man appeared, both Bei Bei and Mu En felt a familiar sensation rising from their bloodlines. They had clearly never met him, yet he felt remarkably familiar.