Going to Make a Name for You by Crashing Their Turf!

"Oh?" Du Busi was intrigued and asked instinctively, "Tell me, what are you thinking?"

The couple exchanged a glance. Qingyi said politely, "We would like to send Hui'er to Shrek Academy for a time."

The two elders immediately frowned.

Du Busi shot to his feet, anger on his face, but quickly calmed down. He knew the couple were no fools; if they had raised such an idea, they must have thought it through carefully. Frowning, he asked, "Why? Is it because you both once studied at Shrek Academy and wish to preserve that bond? Are you afraid Hui'er's identity will be exposed in the future and offend them?"

He was very direct.

Having anticipated this, Ming Chen shook his head and said amiably, "Brother Du, if that were the reason, I would not have sought you out back then and had Hui'er take you as his master. As parents, no one cares more about Hui'er's future than we do."

Du Busi understood what they meant. Everything the couple considered was for their son, Minghui. That had been the case when they contacted the Body Sect, and it was the same now that they proposed sending him to Shrek Academy.

"Then why?"

He asked again, his expression turning puzzled.

"Brother Du, my wife and I have witnessed Hui'er's progress under your guidance these past years. We are utterly convinced of your ability as a teacher. I can say with certainty that the Body Sect's teaching is far superior to that of today's Shrek Academy." Ming Chen spoke solemnly, then sighed.

"These years, Shrek Academy has been burdened by its empty reputation and has somewhat forgotten its original purpose of educating people."

"Whenever my wife and I recall our days studying at Shrek Academy, we cannot help but sigh."

"With a bunch of hidebound old fellows in control, how could it possibly be any good?" Du Busi said disdainfully. "Especially Yan Shaozhe, the dean of the Martial Soul Department. Since our sect entered the world, we've learned quite a bit about him. That kid was already wildly unreliable in his youth. I have no idea how Mu En taught him. With that sort of person serving as the Martial Soul Department's dean, how could the academy possibly be good?"

"As the old saying goes, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked too!"

"Exactly." Ming Chen nodded, then ruthlessly exposed his old faults. "That man was promiscuous in his youth, narrow-minded, and obsessed with saving face."

"My wife and I discussed this before as well. We worried that Hui'er would be led astray by that man if he entered Shrek. Fortunately, Hui'er has become completely sensible under your guidance, Brother Du. Only then did we dare raise this idea."

"So what exactly are you considering?" Du Busi asked, even more confused now that his emotions had settled.

"There are two main reasons." Seeing that the time was right, Ming Chen spoke frankly. "First, opponents!"

"Though the Body Sect is full of hidden talents and has no shortage of gifted youths, its disciples all possess Body Martial Souls."

Du Busi instantly fell silent. He understood Ming Chen's meaning.

If Hui'er wanted to become a powerhouse, the Soul Masters he faced in the future would not all possess Body Martial Souls, but all kinds of Martial Souls. The sooner he encountered them, the more he encountered, and the sooner he became familiar with them, the better it would be than facing them in haste after entering the Soul Master World.

The Soul Master World outside was far more dangerous than a Soul Master Academy.

And Shrek Academy, which gathered the elite young Soul Masters of the former Three Great Empires, was indeed the best place for his disciple to train and transition, given the current situation. They could go to other academies, but neither their number nor quality of students could compare with Shrek Academy. This was clear enough from the results of the Continental Soul Master Tournament, held once every five years.

Hmph. Today's Shrek Academy was only useful for finding sparring partners for his disciple.

At that thought, he snorted coldly.

"Today's Shrek Academy only has that advantage in student recruitment."

Seeing that he had understood, Ming Chen smiled and nodded before continuing, "Second, Yan Shaozhe's disciple, Ma Xiaotao."

"..." Du Busi instinctively glanced at his little brother, then nodded slightly. "A Fire Attribute close to Ultimate Fire... it is indeed worth trying."

"Though its quality is slightly inferior, that girl's cultivation is far greater. It might truly produce the effects of Ice-Fire Body Tempering."

No one would complain about having a stronger body, especially since Ice-Fire Body Tempering could also increase cultivation speed to a certain extent, temper one's Martial Soul, and strengthen one's foundation.

If cultivating together with Ma Xiaotao could truly bring about such legendary effects, it would indeed be worthwhile.

No matter what, it was worth a try. Even if it did nothing, challenging all of Shrek Academy's young students would still build combat experience.

"Besides, it could help suppress that girl's Evil Fire. Who knows? You two might even pick up a talented daughter-in-law for free," he added.

"We hadn't considered that. Leaving aside the age difference between the two children, we would never get past Yan Shaozhe," Ming Chen said, shaking his head.

"True." Du Busi nodded.

Ming Chen continued, "But one thing is certain: Yan Shaozhe will never refuse, even if he knows Hui'er has already taken you as his master, Brother Du."

"Most importantly, he would never harm Hui'er."

With the Body Sect and the Azure Family behind him, even Elder Mu would have to weigh whether the academy could bear the consequences of offending both sides at once.

"I doubt Shrek Academy would dare!" Du Busi said disdainfully.

They both had gods backing them. Who was afraid of whom?

As he thought this, his brows suddenly rose. "Come to think of it, Shrek Academy happens to owe me a huge favor from this trip."

"Oh?" Now it was Ming Chen's turn to be puzzled. He could not help asking, "How did that happen?"

Du Busi immediately explained what had happened.

The couple both smiled.

"In that case, Hui'er should have nothing to worry about on this trip," Qingyi said with a smile.

Du Busi nodded lightly, then said, "I agree to this, but there's no need to rush."

"After obtaining his Soul Ring this time, Hui'er's Spiritual Power has reached the required level. I plan to have him return to the sect and stabilize his cultivation for a while before attempting a Second Awakening of his Martial Soul."

"As for Shrek Academy, he can properly enroll when they recruit students after the New Year."

"Hmph! If anyone in there dares to trip him up or fails to teach him properly, this Old Man will make Shrek pay!"

He was not worried that his disciple would fail the assessment. He was only concerned that the people inside might not take it seriously—or might even sabotage him.

"Rest assured. When the time comes, my wife and I will personally take Hui'er there and have a good talk with those people." Qingyi smiled sweetly. "Brother Du, don't forget that quite a few of the consumable materials needed by Shrek Academy's Soul Tool Department Research Institute are purchased from us."

"Heh. If they dare treat my son poorly, I'll cut off their supply directly!"

"Excellent!" Du Busi said in satisfaction.

"Still, we should ask Hui'er what he thinks first." To be honest, he wanted to hear it too.

"That will be easy. I'll call Hui'er over later and ask him," Qingyi said with a smile.

Thus, some time later, Minghui was called over alone to discuss the matter.

A pillow delivered just as he got sleepy? Of course he was willing, but he still put on a thoughtful expression before saying:

"Teacher, I want to go!"

"Shrek Academy claims to gather the continent's finest young talents. To be honest, I really want to test myself against them. It will also be a good chance to see just how capable Shrek Academy's teaching is—especially its results. If their students can't even beat someone younger than me, then they must be far inferior to our Body Sect."

That's right. I'm going there to crash their turf and make you look good!

Du Busi was extremely pleased and said spiritedly, "Disciple, with your master backing you, there is no need to worry about anything after you get there. Just give it everything you've got."

"Real combat needs to look like real combat!"

"Remember, we're going this time to train and improve your strength, not to play house. A win is a win. If you lose, don't feel ashamed. Just fight back and win next time. We don't do that fake nonsense."

"Yes, Teacher!"

Minghui straightened his back, his fighting spirit blazing.