Sea God Pavilion Meeting Convened, Mu Tianyi Officially Enshrined

Sea God Pavilion.

The simple, three-story pavilion was brightly lit tonight.

In the main hall, a long table spanned the center, with the various elders of the Sea God Pavilion seated on both sides.

At the end of the long table, Mu En sat upright in the main seat.

His long, silver-white hair draped over his shoulders, his expression solemn, and his deep gaze swept slowly across every face present.

On the left: Xuan Zi sat with his head bowed, his clothes still tattered, his demeanor listless.

Beside him was the Dean of the Martial Soul Department, Yan Shaozhe, dressed in dark gold robes, his expression neutral, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Cai Mei'er sat behind him, quietly holding a teacup.

Further down were the members of the Soul Guidance Department.

The Dean of the Soul Guidance Department, Xian Lin'er, sat upright, Elder Song had her eyes closed in meditation, and Qian Duoduo looked full of curiosity.

On the right were the neutral parties independent of both factions, Zhuang Yusen and Lin Huiqun.

Everyone took their seats, their expressions varied.

A stifling atmosphere, like a storm about to break, permeated the main hall.

A Sea God Pavilion assembly had not been held for many years.

The last time Mu En had rung that bell was decades ago, after the battle with Du Bisi.

Tonight, the bell rang once more.

"Everyone is here." Mu En set down his cane, folded his hands on the table, and his voice, though not loud, reached the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity. "I have called you all here tonight for two matters."

The hall was deathly silent.

"The first matter." Mu En tilted his head to glance at Xuan Zi, his gaze calm. "Xuan Zi, you tell them what you did today."

Xuan Zi's body stiffened slightly, and he slowly stood up, his head bowed so low it was almost buried in his chest.

"Today, I led the academy disciples to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for their third soul rings. During this time, I neglected my duties, causing the disciples to be led by soul beasts into the Great Fierce Land, nearly resulting in a catastrophe." Xuan Zi's voice was hoarse and dull. "I failed in my duty and am willing to accept any punishment."

A faint commotion stirred in the hall.

Yan Shaozhe frowned slightly, Xian Lin'er set down her teacup, and Elder Song opened her eyes.

Mu En did not respond, instead shifting his gaze from Xuan Zi to the wall at the end of the long table.

Hanging on the wall was a piece of calligraphy with only one character—"Integrity."

"The second matter." Mu En's voice sounded again, this time with a heavier tone than before. "I am going to appoint a successor."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire room was shocked.

The reactions of the elders were all different, but their gazes were all burning as they looked at Mu En.

The successor to the Sea God Pavilion.

Was this position finally going to be set in stone?

Everyone present knew the score.

In terms of seniority, strength, and prestige, there were only two candidates most qualified:

The first was Xuan Zi, a level 98 Super Douluo and current Deputy Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion;

The second was Yan Shaozhe, a level 95 Super Douluo, Dean of the Martial Soul Department, possessor of the Bright Phoenix martial soul, and a man of limitless potential who was also Mu En's disciple.

Everyone calculated in their own minds, their gazes shifting back and forth between Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe.

Yan Shaozhe's expression remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth even curled into a faint, almost imperceptible arc.

As someone who knew everything, he already knew exactly who Mu En intended to establish as the successor.

"Shaozhe, you know of Mu Tianyi's talent." Mu En had said while sitting in his grand armchair, his tone calm. "This child will be at least a Limit Douluo in the future, and perhaps even has the potential to challenge that level."

Yan Shaozhe nodded, agreeing with Mu En's assessment.

The other elders looked at each other, not understanding what the two were talking about.

In truth, not many people knew of Mu Tianyi.

Aside from Mu En, only Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe knew; the various elders of the Sea God Pavilion were completely unaware.

Firstly, before his martial soul awakened, Mu Tianyi had little contact with the Sea God Pavilion.

Secondly, it was due to Mu En's protective, deliberate concealment.

Furthermore, as elders of the Sea God Pavilion, they were accustomed to being high above, and might not even have known that a small courtyard had long since appeared on Sea God Island.

As Dean of the Martial Soul Department, Yan Shaozhe had seen too many geniuses, but Mu Tianyi was truly unique.

Moreover, he was the teacher's great-grandson; in terms of emotion, reason, public duty, or private interest, he had no reason to object.

"Teacher, I agree."

Mu En took a deep breath, his voice steady and powerful: "I announce that the successor to the Sea God Pavilion, my great-grandson—"

He paused.

"Mu Tianyi."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Then, a strange, eerie quiet descended.

Zhuang Yusen opened his mouth, but no words came out. Qian Duoduo's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

Lin Huiqun's gaze lingered on Mu En's face for several seconds, as if confirming whether the old man was joking.

Elder Song narrowed her eyes slightly, offering no reaction.

Xian Lin'er picked up her teacup and set it back down, producing a crisp clink.

For most of those present, the first reaction wasn't doubt, but—who?

Mu Tianyi?

Which Mu Tianyi?

With the surname Mu, was he a relative of Mu En?

But hadn't all of Mu En's descendants passed away, with only Bei Bei remaining?

Bei Bei was currently no more than four or five years old.

For Mu En, if the sky were to fall, those taller than him would hold it up; he hadn't actually placed much expectation on Bei Bei.

He had long ago examined Bei Bei's aptitude, which was far inferior to Mu Tianyi's; let alone Twin Martial Souls, even a simple Bright Sacred Dragon was unlikely.

Given these conditions, and the fact that Bei Bei took his mother's surname rather than his own, Mu En preferred that the child live as a wealthy man, free from the burdens of such grand affairs.

Thus, Bei Bei often wandered around the Sea God Pavilion, and most of the elders present had seen him and offered guidance.

As for Mu Tianyi...

Most people had only vaguely heard that Mu En had a great-grandson living in the Inner Court, but they knew nothing of his appearance, his talent, or his martial soul.

"Pavilion Master," Zhuang Yusen spoke first, choosing his words carefully, "most of us here are unfamiliar with the name Mu Tianyi."

"Would you... care to introduce him a bit more?"

Mu En did not speak.

He simply stood up slowly.

In that instant, the entire Sea God Pavilion trembled.

An aura as vast as the ocean poured out from Mu En's body.

The pressure of the Dragon God Douluo was released without reservation; the momentum of a ninety-nine-level Limit Douluo descended like a collapsing mountain, forcing everyone present to instinctively tense their bodies.

Xuan Zi raised his head, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

Yan Shaozhe set down his teacup, his expression finally changing.

Elder Song sat motionless, but the fingers resting on the armrests tightened slightly.

Mu En's gaze swept across every face in the room; his aged features remained expressionless, but his voice was as heavy as Thousand Jun.

"Tianyi is my, Mu En's, great-grandson. He is nine years old, over level thirty, and possesses Twin Martial Souls: the Bright Sacred Dragon and the Dark Sacred Dragon."

"His first and second soul rings are both millennium-level, and his third soul ring has already reached the ten-thousand-year level!"

He paused.

"This child will stand above me in the future."

"I have decided to place the future of Shrek upon him."

The hall was deathly silent.

No one spoke again.

Because in the face of such momentum and such facts, no one could utter a single word of dissent.