The Stir Caused by Taking a Disciple

At this moment, the examination venue was completely silent.

Aside from the four black soul rings slowly revolving around Wei Heng, the only sounds were the startled gasps of several knowledgeable Shrek teachers and students.

However, the abilities Wei Heng displayed did not end there. If he wanted to grow and establish himself at Shrek Academy, the image of an unparalleled genius could save him a great deal of trouble.

The sooner Shrek Academy's higher-ups took notice of him, the sooner he could enter Shrek's core circle.

Therefore, there was naturally no avoiding the act of displaying his greatness before others.

In the next instant, a fierce spear intent erupted from Wei Heng's body.

This spear intent was like an invisible yet tangible hurricane. Centered on Wei Heng, it spiraled outward at tremendous speed.

The surrounding air was violently churned by the spear intent, producing sharp howls. Even the glass windows throughout the teaching building trembled faintly beneath its impact, as though expressing reverence for this immense power.

Upon closer inspection, this spear intent also carried a majestic aura of righteousness, like an imposing mountain—unyielding and indestructible.

Under the cover of this righteous aura, everyone present felt their hearts tremble, as if a powerful force were cleansing their souls and compelling reverence from within.

When Liu Tianran had created Wei Heng, the martial soul template he chose for him had been an extremely old yet dependable martial soul—the Soulbreaker Spear, the Soulbreaker Spear of the Yang Clan, one of the Four Single-Attribute Clans from the first Douluo era.

Its offensive attributes were off the charts, but it had one unusual flaw—it could only cultivate to eight rings.

The reason for this restriction was also its greatest advantage—it was born with a ten-thousand-year soul ring. Even if a Soulbreaker Spear Soul Master cultivated to level ninety, an eight-ring Spirit Douluo's body and spiritual power simply could not withstand ten soul rings, leaving them unable to advance further.

However, this problem posed no difficulty for Liu Tianran. The only question was what to choose for Wei Heng's innate soul ring. It was not until Qian Gu Fengjin appeared that he found inspiration.

The innate soul ring Liu Tianran prepared for Wei Heng—no, it should be called an innate Spirit Soul—was Liu Tianran himself. He would serve as the spear's soul, growing and fighting alongside him, allowing Wei Heng's spear intent to far surpass those of the same rank.

He had even deliberately added a trace of the Evil-Breaking Dragon's righteous energy, making Wei Heng's present temperament perfectly suit the "righteous path aesthetic."

However, so as not to affect his future development, Liu Tianran had deliberately altered the Soulbreaker Spear's appearance. Even if Yang Wudi himself arrived, he would have to call it by its new name.

The spear's name—Evilbane!!!

Standing at the center of that fierce aura, Wei Heng resembled a god of war. The chilling presence he radiated made everyone turn to look at him.

The entire Outer Court teaching building was enveloped by this spear intent. Many teachers who had been conducting classes put down what they were doing and hurried toward the examination room where Wei Heng and the others were located.

At this moment, on Sea God Island, a young man meditating on the grass suddenly opened his eyes and looked toward the Outer Court.

Seeing this, the wife seated beside him asked in confusion, "Ming, what happened?"

The man merely shook his head lightly and replied softly, "Nothing. I simply discovered a very interesting young man."

Examination Room

Cai Yue'er and the two middle-aged examiners beside her had long since been stunned speechless.

A monster!

This was a genuine monster!

That was Cai Yue'er's judgment. A Soul Ancestor with four ten-thousand-year soul rings, condensed spear intent, and spiritual power at least at the Spirit Sea Realm.

In truth, Shrek Inner Court did have students who comprehended spear intent at his age. However, those students had only gained an initial understanding and could merely use it superficially. They were still far from wielding it with true mastery.

With spear intent at Wei Heng's level, combined with the old man surnamed Lin's previous description, he could not only control it at will and use it with ease, but had clearly already walked some distance down his own path.

It could be said that he had already walked the entire path before becoming a Super Douluo by himself.

In Shrek's nearly ten thousand years of history, perhaps only the Pavilion Master in his youth could suppress this child.

And who was Yun Ming? The continent's strongest man, the current Master of the Sea God Pavilion, known as the man closest to godhood in this era—the Skyraising Douluo, Yun Ming.

For a moment, Cai Yue'er actually began unconsciously comparing Yun Ming to this young Wei Heng.

At this point, Cai Yue'er had already decided that the boy before her was absolutely qualified to enter Shrek Academy's Inner Court directly.

That's right, the Inner Court. Outer Court education would only hold him back. He should go directly to the Inner Court.

No, it should be said that he was already guaranteed to become a Title Douluo in the future. The question was that he was still so young, and his potential had yet to be fully developed.

Becoming a Super Douluo was practically certain. Wei Heng even had a great chance of reaching level ninety-nine, becoming a Limit Douluo.

Suddenly, Cai Yue'er realized something. A genius of this caliber had appeared before Cai Yue'er herself—wasn't this a heaven-sent, perfect candidate for a disciple?

Wei Heng gradually withdrew his spear intent and turned toward the four people seated at the examination table. Smiling, he said, "Teachers, may I ask how many points I received?"

How many points? With a performance like that, what else was there to say? Of course it was full marks!

Shen Yi almost could not stop herself from speaking for the examiners.

In her eyes, Wei Heng's performance had been utterly flawless. If even a monster like this could not receive full marks, then who at Shrek Academy could?

Fortunately, she still remembered that she was merely a guiding teacher, so she did not speak.

Cai Yue'er, who had become the focus of everyone's attention, walked up to Wei Heng with a smile and examined him from head to toe.

"Young man, are you willing to become my disciple?" she asked with a beaming smile.

Upon hearing that, Shen Yi suddenly came to her senses. She quickly stepped aside and took out her soul communicator.

"Master, I've found someone with the potential to become a Limit Douluo. Hurry over!"

Seeing this, the group of Outer Court teachers watching nearby also suddenly woke from their daze.

Right! If we tell Master about this and have him or her hurry over to take him as a disciple, won't I end up with a junior brother at the level of a Limit Douluo?

Thus, they all took out their soul communicators and began calling people over.

"Hello, Teacher, I need to tell you something..."

"Teacher, hurry to the Outer Court!"

"Teacher, there's no time to explain. Get here quickly!"

"Teacher..."

"..."

For a time, more than half of the elders cultivating on Sea God Island were alerted. Streaks of light shot into the sky and flew outward, all headed toward the Outer Court.

Qin Ming, a level ninety-four elder of Shrek Academy, had just received an urgent message from his disciple, who taught in the Outer Court. The disciple told him about Wei Heng's situation. As Qin Ming had been desperately searching for someone to inherit his legacy, he was overjoyed. He immediately ended his seclusion and flew toward the Outer Court.

Suddenly, he spotted one familiar figure after another in the air, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"Hey? Old Qin, you came out for a stroll too?"

"Ah? Ah! Yes, yes! Seclusion gets too stifling, so I came out for some fresh air!"

"Hahaha, what a coincidence." *2

Neither knew whether the other had come for the same purpose, so they began exchanging insincere pleasantries.

Old fox! *2

But soon, as they watched streaks of light around them about to overtake them, neither of the two could keep pretending. Their laughter stopped abruptly, and they immediately began charging forward at full speed!

"Old Qin, you have a beast martial soul. What are you going to that child for?"

"Aren't you the same?"

"I can do whatever I want!"

The same scenes played out repeatedly above Sea God Island. Before long, the skies above the island were in complete chaos.

Meanwhile, Cai Yue'er in the examination room watched as everyone began calling people over one after another, and she could not help growing anxious.

"Young man, this old woman is Cai Yue'er, titled 'Silvermoon,' a level ninety-six Super Douluo, a Three-Word Battle Armor Master, and a member of the Sea God Pavilion." As she spoke, she released her soul rings—three purple, three black, and three red. "This old woman will ask you once more. Are you willing to take me as your master?"

Wei Heng looked at Cai Yue'er before him and thought helplessly.

Oh no, I overdid it! The main body arranged for me to become Yun Ming's disciple. What do I do now? Offend the academy head on my first day of school? With her temperament, what if she refuses to let me pass?

The teachers watching nearby were likewise screaming inwardly, No!

Just as Wei Heng was about to refuse, a voice rang out.

"Wait!"

Turning around, he saw the old man from the first examination. The man walked between the two of them and looked at Cai Yue'er.

"Old Cai, what you're doing is unfair. I was the first to take a liking to this child. How can you steal him from me?"

As he spoke, he smoothed the slightly disheveled hair caused by his hurried flight and nodded toward someone in the crowd.

Good thing this old man didn't go far. Otherwise, I would have regretted this until my guts turned green.

Cai Yue'er was also unwilling to entangle herself with him any further and retorted, "You refuse to take him as a disciple, yet you won't let anyone else do so?"

"This old man never said I wouldn't take him. I merely wanted to observe him a little longer."

"Just admit you lack discernment. At your age, you still have the nerve to fight me for a disciple?"

"Hey? Is that any way to speak?"

"..."

Neither could outargue the other. Gradually, the two highly respected Sea God Pavilion elders began quarreling in front of all the younger generation.

After arguing for a while, Cai Yue'er saw that the old man remained determined to pester her, and a sense of foreboding immediately rose within her.

Sure enough, other elders began arriving one after another, joining the battle to claim a disciple.

In an instant, the perfectly good examination venue turned into a marketplace.

"Everyone, let him go to me this time. Next time, I definitely won't participate."

"Get lost! Do you think seedlings with the potential to become a Limit Douluo are Blue Silver Grass, growing everywhere?"

"It would be one thing if us weapon martial soul masters were competing. Why are you beast martial soul masters joining in?"

"What's wrong with beast martial souls? Did beast martial souls eat your family's rice? Besides, you're an auxiliary Soul Master. How dare you say that?"

"I say we fight. Whoever wins gets the final say!"

"Fine! You think I'm afraid of you?"

"Come on!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had gone wrong and that this place was about to become an arena, Wei Heng and the other watching teachers had no idea how to settle things when a steady voice sounded.

"Enough. You are all old enough to have one foot in the grave. Making such fools of yourselves in front of the younger generation—what kind of example is that?"

Everyone looked toward the entrance and saw a handsome man standing there. His aura was completely restrained, making him seem like an ordinary person. Yet simply standing there, he gave off the feeling of an upright spear planted in the ground.

The chaotic room immediately fell silent. The Sea God Pavilion elders all bowed and said in unison, "Pavilion Master."

This man was the current Master of the Sea God Pavilion, the "Number One Man Under Heaven"—the Skyraising Douluo, Yun Ming.

"Mhm." Yun Ming merely nodded slightly. Looking at Wei Heng standing in the center of the room, a trace of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhuo Shi quickly said, "Pavilion Master, you already have Na'er as your final disciple. You can't compete with us again."

The other elders instantly understood and hurriedly echoed his words.

As a result, Yun Ming could only swallow the words that had been about to leave his mouth.

"Ahem... Since that is the case, let the child choose his own teacher. None of you may pressure him further."

The moment he said that, the elders were about to protest, but Yun Ming cast them a glance. They could only agree.

Seeing that the target of his mission had appeared before him, Wei Heng did not hesitate and immediately said, "This junior has long heard of the Skyraising Douluo's mighty reputation and admired you for a long time. If Senior does not disdain me, I am willing to enter Senior's sect."

Seeing Wei Heng choose him, Yun Ming was delighted.

"Originally, I already had a final disciple. Yet you and I are truly fated. Since this fate has been granted by heaven, I should not defy it. From this day onward, you are my disciple."

He then turned to the elders and said, "All right, this matter is settled. You may all return."

Having said that, he did not linger and directly left with Wei Heng.

The two eventually landed in a secluded courtyard on Sea God Island. An elegant, tranquil woman emerged with a silver-haired girl.

"Ming, you're back. And this young man is?"

Yun Ming introduced them, saying, "Ya Li, Na'er, this is my newly accepted disciple, Wei Heng. Xiao Heng, this is your master's wife and senior sister."

After hearing that, Wei Heng stepped forward and bowed.

"Greetings, Master's Wife. Greetings, Senior Sister."

Ya Li had no objections and simply accepted him with a smile.

Na'er, however, ran in front of Yun Ming and asked, "Master, wasn't I your final disciple?"

This left Yun Ming awkward. After holding it in for a long time, he could only say one thing.

"Uh, he is... the disciple who locks the door."

That evening, Liu Tianran received Wei Heng's reply and finally relaxed.

Wei Heng has taken the first step. We only need to wait for the right opportunity. The other clones are progressing steadily as well. As for Xie Jiayun, it is time to give him an upgrade.