We Each Stick to Our Own Story!

At the level of Limit Douluo, mastering the mysteries of space is practically the entry-level threshold.

For Xue Mingqing and his group, the journey would have taken several days, but in the eyes of Mu En, it was no more than a casual stroll around the block.

Setting off from the thoroughly slaughtered Tianbei City at midnight, it took only a single night for Mu En to bring Zhang Lexuan and Xue Mingqing to Shrek Academy.

As the first rays of golden dawn rose, a hunched, stumbling old man was already leading a young boy down onto Sea God Island in the Inner Court.

Only after arriving in person at this academy, which had long enjoyed the greatest reputation on the continent, did Xue Mingqing realize something.

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

Perhaps, maybe, possibly, it refers to being the greatest in terms of brute force?

After all, while being carried through the sky by Mu En, Xue Mingqing had already taken in the entirety of Shrek Academy at a glance.

As the saying goes, hearing a hundred times is not as good as seeing once. He had always heard from others how wonderful Shrek Academy was, but only upon arriving did he find it was just so-so.

Aside from the statues of the seven "Little Scoundrels," the entire Shrek Academy didn't seem much different from any other academy.

If there was any real difference, it was probably just that other academies didn't have so many Titled and Super Douluo roaming about.

Xue Mingqing's mood was quite complex, much like the feeling of buying a hyped-up product from his past life only to find it was mediocre and non-refundable.

Sighing, Xue Mingqing cast a complicated look at Mu En, who was slowly descending while carrying him.

Now that he was here and had acknowledged his teacher, backing out was no longer an option.

Sigh, forget it. Consider it boarding a pirate ship; I'll just take it one step at a time.

Closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh in his heart, Xue Mingqing stopped dwelling on these thoughts.

He raised his eyes to look at Mu En before him and spoke in a calm tone.

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

On the way here, Xue Mingqing had already heard from Mu En that Shrek's standard enrollment age was for children of eleven or twelve.

Although thirteen-year-old Zhang Lexuan was a year older and technically didn't meet the enrollment criteria, there was no helping it—Mu En, the man who brought her back, was the law of Shrek Academy himself.

While passing through the Outer Court, Mu En had already notified the Outer Court Dean, Yan Shaozhe, to come and handle her enrollment arrangements.

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

He looked exactly like a man over a hundred years old who had just found out his father had given birth to a pair of younger siblings for him.

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

He, Mu En, walked upright and sat straight; these two children were merely picked up and taken as disciples, not birthed by him.

What was there for him to care about?

Hearing Xue Mingqing's question, Mu En smiled indifferently: "You are a bit too young; you are still four years away from the minimum enrollment age of ten. Would you like to stay on Sea God Island for these four years and be taught by me?"

Hearing this, Xue Mingqing nodded. This was fine; it actually suited his wishes.

After all, being taught by a normal person like Mu En was far better than that certain Zhou-surnamed teacher in the Outer Court who loved making students run laps.

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

Then, he skillfully lay back into it.

"Come, Mingqing, help this old man push. I'll take you to meet someone of your own age."

Seeing this, Xue Mingqing raised an eyebrow, but he didn't say much, stepping forward to push the wheelchair.

He didn't need to guess Mu En's current physical condition.

Judging by the timeline of the original work, Mu En would pass away in at most fifteen years. During this time, to extend his life, it was only natural for him to move as little as possible.

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

Although they encountered other Inner Court students along the way, they did not exercise Shrek Academy's "fine tradition"—that those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre.

No one came up to ask the stranger, Xue Mingqing, where he came from.

After all, if the kids in the Outer Court didn't recognize the old man in the wheelchair, how could the Inner Court students not know?

Having seen with their own eyes that the boy was pushing Mu En's wheelchair, who would dare come up to ask prying questions?

At this moment, inside the Sea God Pavilion, which was built within the trunk of the Golden Tree.

A boy with short light-blue hair and a dull, somewhat dazed expression was standing there.

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

The moment he saw the boy, Xue Mingqing's eyebrows twitched, and he already had a few guesses in his heart.

At this time, in this place, the person Mu En specifically brought him to see was most likely Bei Bei, the eldest of the Shrek Seven Devils from the original work.

Sure enough, the next second, Mu En beckoned to the boy.

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

Nodding, Bei Bei walked over with a somewhat cold demeanor.

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

Shifting his gaze, he instinctively landed his eyes on Xue Mingqing, who was about his own age.

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

Suddenly, having just obtained his soul ring, he couldn't help but feel a surge of fighting spirit toward Xue Mingqing, who was of the same age and rank.

Sensing the gaze full of fighting spirit from Bei Bei, Xue Mingqing smiled amusedly.

"My name is Xue Mingqing, the newly accepted disciple of your Profound Ancestor. In terms of seniority, you should call me Grandpa Xue."

"Cough, cough, cough?!"

Hearing this, Bei Bei, who had just been about to issue a challenge to Xue Mingqing, choked, nearly strangling on his own saliva.

"Profound Ancestor, this is?"

Turning his head, he instinctively sought confirmation from his great-grandfather, Mu En.

To Bei Bei's questioning gaze, Mu En merely rubbed his nose and gave an awkward nod.

After all, he was Bei Bei's great-grandfather, and since Xue Mingqing was his disciple, by the rules of seniority, Xue Mingqing really did count as Bei Bei's grandfather.

Seeing Mu En nod, the corners of Bei Bei's mouth couldn't stop twitching.

Deep inside, it felt as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping through his heart.

Although Bei Bei didn't say a word, looking at his obscure and indescribable expression, Xue Mingqing could read his thoughts perfectly.

What do you mean, Profound Ancestor, you go out for a trip and bring back a living grandfather for me?!

Watching the scene of Mu En's awkwardness and Bei Bei's speechlessness, Xue Mingqing felt that, well, as Mu En's disciple and Bei Bei's great uncle, he really had to say something.

Biting his lip to keep from laughing out loud, he walked up to Bei Bei and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's fine, Bei. As soul masters of the new era, I don't think we should be too hung up on these seniority rankings, don't you agree?"

Hearing this, Bei Bei's eyes lit up, and he nodded hurriedly: "Right, right, right, we are all soul masters of the new era, we shouldn't be too..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xue Mingqing's voice continued.

"So let's just stick to our own terms: I'll call you Brother Bei, and you call me Grandpa Xue, how about that!"

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