Mu En's Decision, Grudges from Ten Thousand Years Ago Should Not Be Borne by Descendants

Yan Shaozhe frowned, about to retort, but Xuan Zi continued.

"Furthermore, from what I understand, Su Chen currently views Shrek Academy merely as a place to learn, rather than an 'honor' that requires his life to defend!" He deliberately emphasized the word "honor."

Hearing this, all the elder masters furrowed their brows and fell into silence.

Su Chen's martial soul was too astonishing and vital to the academy, but the fact that the concept of "Shrek honor" was absent from his mind was indeed a major problem.

If they were to cultivate a genius who did not identify with or defend the academy, it would be better not to cultivate him at all.

"So," Xuan Zi said, seeing his words had taken effect, his tone growing smug, "rather than raising an ingrate, it is better to make other plans sooner rather than later."

He paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "In my opinion, since this kid has great talent and a unique martial soul, why not... 'bind' him to Shrek?"

"Bind?" an elder master asked, puzzled. "How do you intend to bind him?"

Xuan Zi grinned, a somewhat lecherous expression on his face: "Simple. Find a few female students with good talent and outstanding looks and send them to his side. Let them cultivate feelings with Su Chen; ideally, he might fall for one or two of them and become partners."

"Once he has attachments, he will naturally stay at Shrek. Perhaps even..." Xuan Zi lowered his voice, "let him have a few more children. The inheritance of the Six-Winged Angel martial soul can be passed down. By then, we at Shrek will have our own line of angels!"

The suggestion was crude and utilitarian.

Several elder masters looked displeased, but upon closer reflection... it didn't seem entirely impossible?

"Xuan Zi!" Elder Song frowned and barked, "What kind of talk is this! Are you treating students like commodities?"

"Elder Song, that's not the right way to put it." Xuan Zi argued defensively, "I am doing this for the academy! That kid Su Chen has an ultimate attribute and a Six-Winged Angel martial soul. Once he becomes a Titled Douluo or even a Super Douluo, almost no one will be able to stop him. If he harbors ill intent toward Shrek by then, what will we do?"

"So, it is better to bind him firmly to Shrek's chariot now. Affection is the best shackle, and children are the strongest bonds. What is wrong with that?"

The atmosphere in the conference hall turned subtle.

"Enough."

Mu En's voice rang out. Though not loud, it silenced the entire hall instantly.

Everyone looked toward the old man in the main seat.

Mu En slowly opened his eyes, his seemingly cloudy gaze sweeping over the group before landing on Xuan Zi: "Xuan Zi, your concerns are not without merit. But the grievances of ten thousand years ago should not be borne by the descendants."

His voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable majesty: "Su Chen's current view of Shrek Academy—seeing it only as a place to learn rather than a place to defend with his life—is perfectly normal. How many days has he even been at the academy?"

These words left all the elder masters in deep thought.

Indeed, Su Chen had only been at Shrek for a few days; how could he possibly grasp the weight of the five words "Shrek honor"? Demanding that he sacrifice everything for the academy now was simply unrealistic.

Yan Shaozhe seized the opportunity to add: "The teacher is right. Su Chen's sense of belonging to the academy is indeed not strong, but that is not his fault. As long as we cultivate him well and let him truly integrate into the academy, he will naturally come to understand Shrek's honor."

Mu En waved his hand, signaling him to be quiet.

Under everyone's gaze, Mu En continued, his tone carrying unquestionable authority: "What we must do now is keep Su Chen in the academy, let him study and grow in peace. Do not let some radical methods cause him to develop resentment toward the academy."

His tone turned stern: "As long as Su Chen does not act too far out of line, there is no need to interfere. Give him space, give him resources, and give him respect."

"Only in this way will he have the chance to slowly realize what Shrek honor truly is. Otherwise, everything else is just empty talk and wasted effort."

Mu En's words settled the matter.

Xuan Zi still wanted to argue, but seeing the other elder masters nodding in agreement, he could only shut his mouth sullenly and pick up a chicken leg to gnaw on—though the force with which he bit into it clearly betrayed his dissatisfaction.

Mu En slowly closed his eyes: "Since there are no other opinions, the meeting is adjourned."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison and rose one after another to leave the conference hall.

Half a month passed quietly amidst intense study and cultivation.

In the Class Nine classroom, Mu Jin stood on the podium, her expression still gentle, but her eyes held a hint of gravity.

"Students, today's lesson is suspended."

She scanned the one hundred young faces in the classroom, her voice clearly reaching every corner: "Two months have passed since the start of the term. In another month, you will face the first major assessment since entering Shrek Academy—the Freshman Assessment."

A slight commotion broke out in the classroom. Everyone knew the importance of the Freshman Assessment—it would determine whether they could officially become first-year students and truly gain a foothold at Shrek Academy.

Mu Jin raised her hand to signal for silence and continued: "Only by passing the assessment can you officially become first-year students and true members of Shrek Academy. Barring any accidents, you will all be able to remain at the academy to cultivate until at least the first-year graduation exam."

She paused, her tone becoming serious: "This assessment will not only test the results of your studies over these past two months, but also your combat ability, teamwork, and adaptability. I hope you prepare in advance and do not wait until the last minute to cram."

After saying this, Mu Jin's gaze swept intentionally or unintentionally over Su Chen, Ning Tian, Wang Dong, and other students with outstanding talent, a hint of expectation flashing in her eyes.

After class, the students discussed the assessment in small groups, the atmosphere both tense and excited.

Wang Dong leaned toward Su Chen and blinked: "Su Chen, the Freshman Assessment requires teams of three. How about we team up with Xiao Xiao? I think the three of us will definitely work well together!"

Su Chen packed his books without looking up: "Hmm, that works."

"It's a deal then!" Wang Dong clapped his hands happily, then remembered something: "By the way, how has your cultivation been lately? I feel like your soul power fluctuations are getting stronger."

Su Chen's movements paused: "It's alright."

He didn't say much. In fact, after half a month of hard training, combined with his previous accumulation, his soul power had reached the peak of level 29, just one step away from level 30.

In the evening, Dormitory 108.

Su Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, his body enveloped in a faint golden halo. His breathing was long and steady; with every inhalation and exhalation, tiny golden specks of light drifted in and out of his nose and mouth, as if he were breathing in radiance itself.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm rolled over in boredom, but suddenly sensed something and jerked his head up.

"Eh? This fluctuation..."

In the outside world, the soul power within Su Chen's body began to surge violently, like boiling water.

"BOOM!"

An invisible wave of energy rippled outward from Su Chen, causing the curtains to snap and flutter. His aura climbed abruptly, and the golden light flared intensely. Behind him, the faint phantoms of three pairs of angel wings emerged; though they vanished in a flash, they filled the entire room with a sacred presence.