After finishing his last sentence, Tang Wulin and the senior elders flashed away, flying back into Sea God's Pavilion.
Beibei approached him with a smile.
"Aren't you going to interact more with the people outside?"
Tang Wulin shook his head without hesitation.
"No way, Eldest Senior Brother. Do you know how many people are out there? If I went out to talk with them, I wouldn't be able to get away tonight. I still have important matters to deal with this week."
Beibei asked curiously:
"I knew there was a reason you deliberately set aside a week. What could be so important to you?"
Tang Wulin took a deep breath and said:
"Yutong and I are preparing to obtain our Eighth Soul Rings."
"I see. That really is extremely important."
Beibei suddenly understood.
Outsiders might not know, but how could they not? Of the accomplishments Tang Wulin had just mentioned, ninety-nine percent of the credit belonged to Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong alone.
The two of them were now the strongest in the academy, perhaps even the strongest in the Original Three Kingdoms. Their growth in strength was of vital importance to the Original Three Kingdoms.
They had simply been far too pressed for time lately, with one matter following another, to the point that they had not even been able to spare the time to search for suitable Eighth Soul Rings.
But now, with war imminent, they could delay no longer. They had to use every possible means to improve their strength.
Once they broke through to the Soul Douluo realm, they would likely reach a level where they could battle a Limit Douluo even without Martial Soul Fusion. The significance of that would be enormous.
Beibei asked with concern:
"Have you already found suitable targets?"
Tang Wulin nodded