We'll Each Go by Our Own Relations!

At the Limit Douluo realm, mastering the mysteries of space was practically the threshold for entry.

To Xue Mingqing and the others, the journey still had several days left, but in Mu En's eyes, it was like taking a stroll outside.

They had set out from the completely slaughtered Tianbei City at midnight. In the span of just one night, Mu En had already brought Zhang Lexuan and Xue Mingqing to Shrek Academy.

As the first golden rays of dawn rose, an old man with a hunched back and faltering steps was already leading a young boy down onto Sea God Island in the inner courtyard.

It was only after personally arriving at this academy, which had long enjoyed the reputation of being the greatest on the continent, that Xue Mingqing realized it.

This so-called greatest academy on the continent, well...

Perhaps, maybe, possibly, it meant greatest in terms of martial force?

After all, while Mu En had carried him through the skies, Xue Mingqing had already taken in all of Shrek Academy.

They said that seeing something once was better than hearing about it a hundred times. He had always heard others talk about how wonderful Shrek Academy was, but only after coming here himself did he discover that it was nothing special.

Apart from the statues of the Little Scumbag Seven, the entire Shrek Academy seemed no different from any other academy.

If there really was a difference, it was probably that other academies did not have so many Titled Douluo and Super Douluo.

Xue Mingqing's feelings at that moment were incredibly complicated. It was like hearing people in his previous life rave about how good some internet-famous product was, only to buy it himself and discover that it was nothing special—and he could not even return it.

He sighed and glanced complicatedly at Mu En, who was slowly bringing him down in front of him.

Since he had already come, and had already acknowledged this teacher, backing out was no longer possible.

Forget it. I've already boarded the bandit ship. I'll just take things one step at a time.

He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh inwardly, no longer dwelling on the matter.

He raised his eyes toward Mu En and asked calmly,

"Teacher, how do you plan to arrange things for me?"

On the way here, Xue Mingqing had already heard Mu En explain that Shrek's usual admission standard was for children around eleven or twelve years old.

Thirteen-year-old Zhang Lexuan was a year too old and technically did not meet the admission requirements. But there was nothing to be done about it—the Mu En who had brought her back was himself one of the rules of Shrek Academy.

When they passed through the outer courtyard, Mu En had already notified the outer courtyard dean, Yan Shaozhe, to come and take her to arrange the admission procedures.

Xue Mingqing still remembered the strange expression on Yan Shaozhe's face when he learned that his teacher, Mu En, had taken in two more disciples.

It looked almost like a man over a hundred years old learning that his father had given him another younger brother and sister.

However, Mu En had paid no attention to Yan Shaozhe's strange expression.

Mu En had always conducted himself uprightly. These two children were simply ones he had picked up and taken in as disciples; it was not as if he had given birth to them.

What did he have to worry about?

Hearing Xue Mingqing's question, Mu En smiled indifferently. "You're a little too young. You're still four years away from the minimum admission age of ten. During these four years, you can stay on Sea God Island and let me teach you. How does that sound?"

Hearing this, Xue Mingqing nodded. That worked too, and it suited his wishes well enough.

After all, having Mu En, a normal person, teach him was better than having some outer-courtyard teacher surnamed Zhou make him run laps.

Seeing Xue Mingqing agree, Mu En smiled and took a wheelchair out of his storage Soul Tool.

Then he skillfully lay down in it.

"Come on, Mingqing. Give this old man a push. I'll take you to meet someone your age."

Seeing this, Xue Mingqing raised his brows but said nothing. He simply stepped forward and began pushing the wheelchair.

He did not need to guess about Mu En's current physical condition.

According to the timeline of the original story, Mu En would die in no more than fifteen years. During that time, in order to extend his life a little, Mu En naturally ought to move as little as possible.

Pushing the wheelchair, Xue Mingqing and Mu En arrived at the legendary Sea God Pavilion.

Although they encountered some other inner-courtyard students along the way, none of them displayed Shrek Academy's fine tradition—that only mediocre people dared to cause trouble.

No one came over to court trouble by asking where this unfamiliar face had come from.

After all, the boys from the outer courtyard did not know who the old man in the wheelchair was, but did the inner-courtyard students not know?

They had all personally seen that boy pushing Mu En's wheelchair. Who would dare come over and ask questions?

At that moment, inside Sea God Pavilion, which had been built within the trunk of the Golden Tree,

a short-haired boy with pale blue hair stood there. His expression was wooden, and he looked somewhat dull-witted.

From his appearance, the boy seemed to be about the same age as Xue Mingqing.

The moment he saw this boy, Xue Mingqing raised a brow, already forming a few guesses.

At this time and in this place, the person Mu En had deliberately brought him to meet was most likely Bei Bei, the eldest brother of the original Shrek Seven Monsters.

Sure enough, in the next second, Mu En waved at the boy.

"Bei Bei, come here. I'll introduce you to a friend."

Bei Bei nodded and walked over somewhat coolly.

"Great-grandfather, I've returned from hunting my soul ring. Who is he...?"

He shifted his gaze, instinctively fixing it on Xue Mingqing, who was about the same age as him.

He could keenly sense that the aura emanating from Xue Mingqing was not much different from his own.

Thus, having just obtained his soul ring, he inevitably developed a trace of fighting spirit toward Xue Mingqing, who was his age and at the same level.

Feeling the fighting spirit in Bei Bei's gaze, Xue Mingqing smiled.

"My name is Xue Mingqing. I'm a disciple your great-grandfather just took in. In terms of seniority, you have to call me Granduncle Xue."

"Cough, cough, cough?!"

Hearing this, Bei Bei choked just as he was about to challenge Xue Mingqing, and he nearly choked to death on his own saliva.

"Great-grandfather, this...?"

He turned his head and instinctively wanted to seek confirmation from his great-grandfather, Mu En.

Facing Bei Bei's questioning gaze, Mu En merely rubbed his nose and nodded awkwardly.

After all, he was Bei Bei's great-grandfather, while Xue Mingqing was his disciple. Calculating the generations, Xue Mingqing really did count as Bei Bei's granduncle.

Seeing Mu En nod, the corners of Bei Bei's mouth began twitching uncontrollably.

Inside, it was as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping past.

Although Bei Bei said nothing, Xue Mingqing could read the thought in his cryptic expression.

What do you mean, Great-grandfather? You went out once and came back with a living granduncle for me?!

Looking at the awkward Mu En and speechless Bei Bei before him, Xue Mingqing felt that, well, as Mu En's disciple and Bei Bei's granduncle, he had to say something.

Biting the corner of his mouth, Xue Mingqing forcibly held back his laughter and walked up to Bei Bei, patting him on the shoulder.

"It's fine, Bei. As soul masters of the new era, I don't think we should fuss too much over seniority. Don't you agree?"

Bei Bei's eyes lit up at this. He hurriedly nodded. "Right, right, right. We're soul masters of the new era. We shouldn't be too—"

Before he could finish, Xue Mingqing's voice continued,

"So we'll each go by our own relations. I'll call you Brother Bei, and you call me Granduncle Xue. How does that sound?"

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