It had to be said that Mu En's words just now had left Chen Ping under a mountain of pressure.
He had never expected to be saddled with an even heavier burden as soon as he returned to the Academy. His heart immediately grew heavy.
"Hehe, you little rascal. This time, your teacher owes you an apology."
There was a hint of a sigh in Mu En's voice. "I know how hard you study. Since the day you came to the Academy, I've never seen a child who worked harder than you."
"Not everyone can turn themselves into a nearly emotionless cultivation machine, but you did. In the six years since you came to Shrek Academy at eleven, before you were old enough to enroll, you've gained more than six levels a year on average."
"And I can sense that the Soul Power inside you now already carries the effects of an ultimate attribute. That means your cultivation after level seventy will be a smooth road as well, and you'll still be able to maintain a pace of six levels a year."
"In ten years, you'll be twenty-seven. Perhaps you'll become our Academy's youngest Titled Douluo, or even a Super Douluo. Who knows? Unfortunately, I probably won't live to see that day."
Mu En's words made Chen Ping's heart tighten. He knew full well that even if Mu En could keep living, surviving two or three years, or three to five years, longer than he had in the original story would already be no easy feat.
Even so, hearing Mu En speak with something of the air of giving his final instructions still brought an immense sadness welling up from the bottom of Chen Ping's heart.
"Teacher..."
At that point, even Chen Ping's voice began to break.
"All right, all