Stubborn Tang Ya

To him, the Tang Sect was merely a convenient tool; how could he allow a tool to bind him?

"Very well, you are all of the same generation; spend more time getting to know each other," Mu En said. "Bei Bei, what is your opinion on the Tang Sect?"

"Mystic Ancestor, what do you mean by that?" Bei Bei looked toward him.

"After all, the Tang Sect has ten thousand years of history with our Shrek Academy, and I truly cannot bear to watch them vanish completely."

Mu En said slowly, "Shrek is merely an academy; it will not stop its students from joining any faction or sect."

Mu En's words were quite clear: he hoped Bei Bei would join the Tang Sect to help it develop and revive.

Bei Bei frowned slightly. He refused without hesitation, stating his thoughts bluntly.

"Mystic Ancestor, I will not join the Tang Sect. I do not care about the rise or fall of the Tang Sect; on the contrary, I would prefer to see the Tang Sect annexed by the academy."

"The Tang Sect's hidden weapons, as well as those self-created soul skills, are excellent resources that would be of great help to the development of our Shrek Academy."

Mu En shook his head slightly, clearly disagreeing with Bei Bei's viewpoint; he did not wish to take advantage of someone's plight to coerce that young girl.

Thus, he changed the subject: "You have already broken through to level forty. What are your thoughts regarding your fourth soul ring?"

"I hope the fourth soul ring's age is at least twenty thousand years, and the soul beast species should preferably be a Sky Dragon Horse."

"Although this soul beast is horse-shaped, it possesses the pure bloodline of a Radiant Sacred Dragon, which can greatly enhance the origin of my martial soul."

Bei Bei stated his thoughts.

"Good. This matter is of great importance. In order for your martial soul to evolve smoothly, it is best that everything be completed within the Golden Ancient Tree," Mu En nodded gently.

"This old man will personally make a trip to the Star Dou Great Forest to capture a twenty-thousand-year Sky Dragon Horse soul beast with a pure bloodline."

Mu En rose slowly from his reclining chair and vanished, transforming into a streak of golden light.

Bei Bei turned and left, preparing to go back and think about how he could get Tang Ya to willingly share the technology of the Tang Sect's mechanical hidden weapons with the Soul Tool Department.

He was in no rush to return, instead heading to the Shrek Library to study various theoretical knowledge.

This had become a near-daily essential task for Bei Bei. Relying on his excellent spiritual power, he could memorize many books after reading them just once.

Over the past few years, he had basically read through all the books in the Shrek Library.

It was not until noon that Bei Bei returned to his residence.

He was somewhat surprised to discover that Mu En had arranged for Tang Ya to stay not far from his own quarters.

Tang Ya also saw the returning Bei Bei, but perhaps due to the morning's events, she did not give him a pleasant look.

Bei Bei did not mind, walking into the courtyard.

Zhang Lexuan was no longer there. As the eldest senior sister of the Inner Court, she needed to lead other Inner Court students in cultivation and complete patrol missions to exterminate evil soul masters; she was usually very busy.

Bei Bei picked up the controller and entered the Gravity Chamber to train.

After activating ten times gravity, Bei Bei began to use the equipment inside to continuously temper his body.

Under the intense gravity, sweat poured off Bei Bei like rain. His clothes were soaked, revealing his sturdy and well-proportioned muscles, while a faint layer of golden halo diffused from his skin.

The Gravity Chamber was also stocked with various precious foods and drinks to replenish the nutrients consumed while tempering his physical body.

An hour later, Bei Bei deactivated the Gravity Chamber and walked out.

His muscles were aching all over, and even his bones felt a tingling numbness.

Bei Bei did not care; with his body's recovery speed, he would be fully recovered in a day.

In the adjacent courtyard, Tang Ya poked her head out, curiously observing Bei Bei.

She was somewhat puzzled as to why he would emerge completely exhausted after entering that metal room.

After returning to his room and washing up, Bei Bei changed into clean clothes and sat cross-legged on his bed to begin meditative cultivation.

Time quietly slipped into the evening before Bei Bei ended his meditation.

He prepared to go out to get something to eat. Just as he stepped out of the courtyard, he saw Tang Ya outside her house, curled up alone by the doorway, staring at the darkening sky—perhaps thinking of her parents.

Bei Bei walked over, the corners of his mouth lifting into a faint smile as he said, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll take you to get something to eat."

"Hmph, no," Tang Ya did not want to engage with him.

Although they had only met twice, in the depths of her heart, Bei Bei had not left a very good impression; instead, she felt he seemed to be watching her like a joke.

Bei Bei was not angry, continuing to smile as he said, "Are you throwing a tantrum? Wanting to go on a hunger strike? You really are just a child."

"What did you say!" Tang Ya was instantly agitated.

If it were before, she naturally wouldn't have cared, but now that she carried the mission of reviving the Tang Sect, she naturally did not wish to be treated like a child.

However, her stomach let out a loud, uncooperative growl, which immediately made her feel somewhat embarrassed.

"Let's go. I'll take you to the Inner Court cafeteria to see. The food here is made with all sorts of precious ingredients that you simply can't taste in the outside world."

Bei Bei couldn't help but chuckle; at the end of the day, she was just a ten-year-old girl. He reached out a hand to invite her.

Tang Ya hesitated for a moment, but her body was honest; she slowly stood up, muttering stubbornly under her breath, "Who cares if you take me? I just don't know the way, that's all."

"Heh," Bei Bei laughed softly and led Tang Ya toward the Inner Court cafeteria.

Bei Bei was an old hand here; although he was not an Inner Court disciple, he often came here to eat.

After getting two servings of food, the two of them sat in a corner.

Tang Ya looked at the meal in front of her and noticed that Bei Bei's portion was several times larger than her own.

The food on his tray was piled up like a small mountain, nearly overflowing.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself; he clearly looked quite thin, yet he could eat so much.

The food at the Shrek Inner Court was prepared using various medicinal herbs and spirit beast meat, making it highly nutritious, with no shortage of rare treasures among the ingredients.

After just one bite, Tang Ya felt a warm current flow through her body, and even the circulation speed of her spirit power increased slightly; her eyes lit up involuntarily.

Bei Bei sat across from her, eating in a measured and unhurried manner. His movements were swift, and before long, the tray in front of him was wiped clean.

Tang Ya looked at Bei Bei's still-flat stomach in disbelief—where did he put all that food!

"Finished?" Seeing Tang Ya put down her chopsticks, Bei Bei said, "I'll take you to the Outer Court's Soul Tool Department to have a look."

"I'm not going. What's so interesting about those things?" Tang Ya wrinkled her nose slightly, sounding somewhat resistant.

"Don't you want to see what these Soul Tools, which have knocked your Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons down from their pedestal, actually look like?" Bei Bei's lips curled upward as he prepared to use reverse psychology.

"After all, stones from other hills can serve to polish the jade of this one. Only when you truly witness the gap between Soul Tools and Tang Sect Hidden Weapons will you understand how to change." Bei Bei raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his lips.