First Conversation with Mu En

Upon hearing Lin Yun's words, Wang Dong immediately retorted, "Fight then, just don't come crying to me when you lose."

As she spoke, Wang Dong said to Lin Yun, "Once I'm done with him, I'll have to properly test you as well. After all, you look like the only opponent here who might actually be a match for this Young Master."

Lin Yun watched the spectacle with keen interest and said, "Don't speak too soon, lest the wind flash your tongue. Be careful you don't run out of steam before you get a chance to fight me."

Wang Dong huffed, acting rather haughty as she headed down first.

Huo Yuhao looked at Lin Yun, his eyes filled with a touch of apology as he said, "Sorry, Brother Yun, for dragging you into this trouble so early in the morning."

Lin Yun patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder and said nonchalantly, "It's fine, this isn't your fault. Besides, whether this turns out to be a good thing or a bad thing, I can only say it remains to be seen."

Huo Yuhao looked at Lin Yun in astonishment, while the latter simply smiled and beckoned him, "Let's go, don't keep them waiting. But don't be too rushed; steady your momentum. At our current level, momentum is often more important than the number of spirit rings."

According to Lin Yun's observations, a spirit master's battle was like a jujube pit—the middle section held the most factors that determined victory or defeat.

For mid-level spirit masters, the number of spirit skills created a gap, and the management of spirit skills and spirit power also influenced the flow of the battle.

But for those at the very beginning or the very end of their journey, who lacked significant spirit power or skills, the focus was primarily on mindset and basic physical attributes.

High-level spirit masters, however, placed even greater emphasis on momentum. As the saying goes, the Great Dao is simple; at that level, the specific effects of spirit skills often became secondary, and the clash of momentum usually decided the final outcome.

The moment Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao stepped downstairs, they saw a figure slowly descending—it was Lin Yun, his martial soul already manifested.

After landing, Lin Yun retracted his martial soul, glanced at the two of them, and pointed toward the shaded area behind the dormitory, saying, "Alright, you two, please."

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong exchanged a look, then each walked to one side, heading toward the open space behind the dormitory building.

Just as Lin Yun was about to follow, a cough suddenly sounded in his ear, causing him to jerk his head around.

The source of that cough was none other than the current leader of Shrek Academy, one of the three Great Limit Douluo of the entire Douluo Continent: the Dragon God Douluo, Mu En.

Lin Yun thought to himself that this old man, who spent every day lying in front of the outer courtyard dormitory soaking up the sun and moonlighting as a dorm supervisor, hadn't been seen yesterday, yet he had bumped into him the moment he stepped out today.

There was no avoiding it now. Lin Yun steadied his nerves, stepped closer, bowed to Mu En, and said, "Are you the senior from the Sea God Pavilion? I didn't expect to run into you here; I am truly delighted."

Mu En stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I enjoy the unique vigor and vitality of the freshmen—something the inner courtyard lacks. But are you truly happy to see me?"

Lin Yun took a deep breath and said earnestly, "I am truly happy, because regardless of anything else, my village was slaughtered by evil spirit masters, and it was the Shrek Academy under your leadership that saved me. At the Sea God Pavilion meeting, it was also your protection that spared my life. I, Lin Yun, may not be a saint, but at least I am someone who knows who has shown me kindness."

Lin Yun suppressed the nausea rising within him, though he showed nothing on his face, and continued to say to Mu En, "No matter what happens in the future, you and the teacher who took me to hunt for my spirit ring have truly shown me kindness. Shrek Academy took me in, which is also a kindness. Even if I were to go astray, I would never forget this debt."

Mu En nodded, seemingly very satisfied with Lin Yun's words, and immediately added, "If you remember my kindness and truly acknowledge it, then do not go astray; that alone will repay me. As for the debt to the academy and Shao Zhe, how you choose to repay that is entirely up to your own heart."

Lin Yun nodded, suddenly thinking of the senior who had committed suicide in the dormitory building. He looked at Mu En, then at the commotion over there, and finally decided to play the sentimental card.

Lin Yun took a step forward, closing the distance a little more. Mu En raised his eyes, seemingly interested in Lin Yun's actions, and watched him with curiosity.

Lin Yun took a deep breath, thinking that this was also for the sake of his own future comfort, and said to Mu En, "You said you really like the vigor in front of the freshman dormitory, didn't you?"

Mu En relaxed, lying comfortably on his recliner, and nodded.

Lin Yun said, "Is Shrek Academy a place that listens to suggestions?"

Mu En nodded again. Lin Yun then asked a question that revealed his true intent, "Then I would like to ask, why is it that people with such vigor, after studying here in a semi-closed environment for a period of time, end up covered in such a heavy air of decay that their original vitality vanishes?"

Mu En opened his eyes, which had been closed, and even sat up straight, staring at Lin Yun with piercing, bright eyes.

Lin Yun took a step back with a smile on his face, "I was just mentioning it in passing. If you find it uncomfortable, I hope you will forgive me."

Mu En looked at Lin Yun, sighed deeply, and said, "It is not that I have never thought about what you said, but your perspective is not yet broad enough. Stay in the academy and study. When your perspective is broad enough, I will wait for you to come and provide the answer and the solution to this problem."

Mu En emphasized the words 'and the solution' heavily. Lin Yun understood his meaning, but he had no kind thoughts left in his heart.

To put it bluntly, what this old man meant was, 'You don't have the strength to meddle in these things yet; I'll wait for the day you have the power to do so.'

Lin Yun understood Mu En's words, nodded, and casually remarked, "Alright then, you carry on with your rest. It's normal for the elderly to need more sleep, though I've heard that many fortunate old folks simply pass away in their slumber."

Mu En lifted his eyelids, his satisfaction with Lin Yun rising slightly; the brat not only grasped his meaning immediately but even dared to retort with a veiled threat.

"This old man looks forward to being such a fortunate soul. As for you, it is a pity. Had you not possessed an Evil Martial Soul, I would surely have taken you as my final disciple today and imparted all my unique skills to you."

Mu En said to Lin Yun with a sigh, to which the latter merely smiled before replying indifferently, "Senior, I am only eleven. Inheriting the unique skills of a great expert is too heavy a burden; it doesn't suit me. Besides, to defeat a powerful opponent, one must naturally walk a path different from theirs."

After speaking, Lin Yun strode past Mu En's recliner and quickly headed toward the shaded clearing behind the dormitory building.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao had used some unknown method to pin Wang Dong beneath him, his gaze brimming with a fierce light.

Faced with that intimidating ferocity, Wang Dong finally conceded, albeit with some lingering reluctance...