Shrek and Mu En

The battle ended without any real danger.

As the purple soul ring slowly rose from the Mandala Snake's corpse, everyone present let out a sigh of relief.

Then Tang Ya suddenly moved close to Tang Wulin.

"Wulin, what was that golden dragon claw of yours? Didn't you just say that your Martial Soul was Bluesilver Grass? Could you be a Twin Martial Souls wielder? Then what is your Second Martial Soul? Why is it so powerful..."

"Uh..."

Questions poured endlessly from Tang Ya's mouth. Clearly, Tang Wulin's actions had deeply shocked her.

Tang Wulin was at a loss for how to answer.

He had not even figured out what the Golden Dragon King's power was himself, so how could he possibly answer Tang Ya?

Fortunately, the attentive Beibei noticed his difficulty and pulled Tang Ya back.

"Alright, Xiaoya, don't get so worked up. Let Wulin explain for himself."

After saying that, he too looked at Tang Wulin with great curiosity.

During the battle just now, he, the strongest fighter among them, had barely played any role. The battle had practically been settled by Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong working together.

They were both only one-ring Soul Masters. No one would believe it if they told them.

Moreover, Beibei also wanted to know exactly what that golden dragon claw was—the one that had instinctively filled him with terror.

Tang Wulin organized his thoughts before saying, "I'm not entirely sure either. I've been very strong since I was little, and some time ago, I started being able to use a strange kind of power. Only recently have I barely managed to control a little of it. Somehow, I seem to know that this power comes from an existence called the Golden Dragon King. As for the rest, I'm just as confused."

Most of what he said was true, with one lie mixed in. He hid the existence of Old Tang and the Golden Dragon King's seal, while telling Beibei everything else.

What he revealed was clearly enough to shock Beibei.

"The Golden Dragon King? The Golden Dragon King, Ancestor of Power?!"

"Beibei, you know about it?"

Tang Ya looked at him curiously.

Beibei nodded and told everyone present the story of the Golden Dragon King as he knew it.

As Mu En's great-grandson, although he was still young, he had some understanding of the legends surrounding the Dragon God.

After hearing it, Tang Ya's eyes lit up completely.

"It's that amazing? Didn't we just find a treasure, then!"

The Ultimate Power Attribute! Even Tang Ya vaguely understood what that meant.

"Mm, and that would explain why Wulin's strength is so extraordinary."

Beibei took a deep breath, as if he had made some decision.

"Quick, Xiaoya. Once you finish absorbing the soul ring, we'll return to the academy. The academy needs to know about this immediately."

Tang Ya nodded and quickly sat down to begin absorbing the soul ring.

The following days passed as the group traveled without rest.

Only then did Tang Wulin learn that Beibei and Tang Ya were both students of the continent's number one academy.

Traveling at full speed, they arrived at the academy gates in just a few days.

Beibei said to Tang Ya, "Xiaoya, take Yutong to register. I'll take Wulin to see someone at the academy."

"Alright."

Tang Ya nodded gently, taking Huo Yutong's hand as she headed toward the admissions office. Beibei, meanwhile, led Tang Wulin into the academy and deeper inside.

As they walked, he said, "Wulin, in a moment, I'm taking you to meet someone very important. You must perform well, understand?"

"Mm."

Although he did not know whom Beibei meant, Tang Wulin could sense the seriousness in his tone. He took a deep breath, suppressing the nervousness in his heart as he resolved not to embarrass Beibei.

Before long, the two arrived in front of a New Student Dormitory building.

Beibei lowered his head toward the elderly man seated in a Wheelchair at the entrance and said respectfully, "Great Ancestor, I have something important to discuss with you."

Tang Wulin looked at the withered old man in surprise.

This was Beibei's great-grandfather?

The old man opened his eyes and smiled.

"Beibei, it's been a long time since you came to see me. What is it?"

"It's like this."

Beibei then recounted everything that had happened after meeting Tang Wulin, sparing no details.

The old man had been very calm at first, but as he listened, his expression gradually changed.

After hearing everything, he let out a long breath.

"So that's how it is. The Golden Dragon King? I understand why you came to find me."

Then he looked at Tang Wulin beside him and pointed to himself.

"Come, child. Use that Golden Dragon Claw Beibei mentioned and strike me with your full strength."

"Old sir, isn't that a bad idea?"

Tang Wulin hesitated.

He was incredibly strong. If he struck this old man with all his might, something might happen.

"My name is Mu En. Just call me Elder Mu." Mu En chuckled. "It's fine. My cultivation is far higher than you imagine. You won't injure me. Go ahead."

"Alright, then."

Tang Wulin took a deep breath and extended his right hand.

The golden dragon claw appeared once more. The moment Mu En saw it, his eyes lit up.

He, too, felt that fear originating from deep within his bloodline.

His Martial Soul was the Radiant Sacred Dragon, a top-tier Dragon Martial Soul. The only beings capable of making him feel such an overwhelming sense of oppression could be the Gold and Silver Dragon Kings or the Nine Sons of the Dragon God.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Wulin threw a full-force punch at Mu En.

He was prepared to pull back his strength if Mu En could not block it.

However, his concern was unnecessary. Mu En merely reached out casually and easily stopped the Golden Dragon Claw.

Tang Wulin felt as if he had struck a towering wall. No matter how much force he used, he could not advance even an inch.

Mu En nodded in satisfaction. With a light push of his hand, Tang Wulin was sent stumbling back several steps.

"Very good."

By his estimate, Tang Wulin's current strength was roughly comparable to that of an ordinary Soul Elder after using a soul skill.

For a Soul Master who was barely above level ten, that was already an extremely terrifying figure.

Beibei asked respectfully, "Great Ancestor, what should we do next?"

Mu En said gently, "Let him enroll early. Geniuses cannot be treated by ordinary standards. I'll inform Shaozhe about him, so you needn't worry about the formalities. Afterward, just bring him to Sea God's Pavilion every weekend to cultivate."

"Yes!"

Beibei nodded happily.

He knew that his great-grandfather had taken an interest in accepting Tang Wulin as a disciple.

"Come, Wulin. Let's go find Xiaoya and the others."

After Beibei pulled Tang Wulin into a bow toward Elder Mu, they hurried toward the academy gates together.

Watching their departing figures, Mu En narrowed his eyes.

"The bloodline of the Golden Dragon King? Interesting."

Mu En did not have much time left. He had originally believed that he would never again consider taking a disciple in this life.

Yet before his death, he had encountered a genius of this caliber.

If properly nurtured, it would not be difficult for Tang Wulin to become the Pavilion Master of Sea God's Pavilion in the generation after next.

"Hehe, this truly is an eye-opener. I hope he won't disappoint me."

Mu En revealed a contented smile, leaned back in his Wheelchair, and closed his eyes.