Chapter 3 Shrek and Moon.
The battle ended without major incident.
Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the purple spirit ring slowly rise from the corpse of the Mandragora Serpent.
Then, Tang Ya suddenly approached Tang Wulin.
"Wulin, what's with your golden dragon claw? Didn't you just say you had the Blue Silver Grass spirit? Are you a twin spirit? What's your second spirit? Why is it so powerful…?"
"Uh…"
Tang Ya's questions poured out, clearly shocked by Tang Wulin's actions.
Tang Wulin was overwhelmed.
He himself hadn't even figured out the Golden Dragon King's power, so how could he answer Tang Ya?
Fortunately, the observant Bei Bei noticed his predicament and pulled Tang Ya back.
"Alright, Xiaoya, don't get too excited. Let Wulin explain himself."
He then looked at Tang Wulin with great curiosity.
In the battle just now, he, the strongest fighter, had played almost no role; the battle was almost entirely handled by Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong working together.
They're only at the first ring, no one would believe it if they told anyone.
And Bei Bei was also very curious about what that golden dragon claw, which instilled such terror in him, was.
Tang Wulin organized his thoughts and said, "I'm not really sure either. I've always been very strong since I was little, and recently I've been able to use a strange power. I've only recently been able to control a little bit of this power. I have a vague feeling that this power comes from a being called the Golden Dragon King, but the rest I'm completely clueless about."
His words were mostly true, concealing the existence of Old Tang and the Golden Dragon King's seal, while telling Bei Bei the rest.
And what he said was clearly enough to shock Bei Bei.
"The Golden Dragon King? The Golden Dragon King, the ancestor of power?!"
"Bei Bei, you know about him?"
Tang Ya looked at him curiously.
Bei Bei nodded and told everyone the story of the Golden Dragon King that he knew.
As Mu En's great-grandson, although he was still young, he had some understanding of the legends of the Dragon God.
After listening, Tang Ya's eyes lit up completely.
"That's amazing? We've struck gold!"
Extreme power attribute! Even Tang Ya had a slight understanding of what this meant.
"Yes, and this also explains why Wu Lin's power is so great."
Bei Bei took a deep breath, as if making a decision.
"Quick, Xiao Ya, after you absorb your spirit ring, we'll go back to the academy. We need to let the academy know this as soon as possible."
Tang Ya nodded and quickly sat down to absorb her spirit ring.
The next few days were spent traveling non-stop.
Tang Wu Lin only then learned that Bei Bei and Tang Ya were students of the continent's number one academy.
Traveling at full speed, they arrived at the academy gate in just a few days.
Bei Bei said to Tang Ya, "Xiao Ya, you take Yu Tong to register, and I'll take Wu Lin to find the academy's teachers."
"Okay."
Tang Ya nodded gently, took Huo Yu Tong's hand, and headed towards the admissions office, while Bei Bei led Tang Wu Lin into the academy, heading deeper into the campus.
As he walked, he said, "Wu Lin, I'm going to introduce you to a very powerful person later. You must perform well, understand?"
"Yes."
Although he didn't know who Bei Bei was talking about, Tang Wu Lin sensed the seriousness in his tone. He took a deep breath, suppressing his nervousness, and resolved not to embarrass Bei Bei.
Soon, the two arrived in front of a freshman dormitory building.
Bei Bei bowed to the old man in a wheelchair at the entrance and respectfully said,
"Mysterious Ancestor, I have important matters to discuss with you."
Tang Wu Lin looked at the withered old man in surprise.
This was Bei Bei's Mysterious Ancestor?
The old man opened his eyes and smiled.
"Beibei, it's been so long since you've come to see me. What's up?"
"Well, it's like this."
Then, Beibei told the old man everything that had happened since meeting Tang Wulin.
The old man was quite calm at first, but as he listened, his expression changed slightly.
After listening, he let out a long sigh.
"I see, the Golden Dragon King, huh? I understand why you came to see me now."
After saying that, he looked at Tang Wulin beside him and pointed to himself.
"Come on, child, use the Golden Dragon Claw that Beibei mentioned to punch me with all your might."
"Grandpa, isn't that a bit much?"
Tang Wulin hesitated.
He was very strong, and if he hit this old man with all his might, he might hurt him.
"My name is Mu En, just call me Old Mu." Mu En chuckled, "It's alright, my cultivation is much higher than you think, I won't be hurt by you, go ahead."
"Alright then."
Tang Wulin took a deep breath and stretched out his right hand.
The golden dragon claw reappeared, and Mu En's eyes lit up when he saw it.
He too felt the fear emanating from the depths of his bloodline.
His martial soul was the top-tier dragon-type martial soul, the Holy Light Dragon. The only thing capable of giving him such a powerful sense of oppression could be the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings or the Nine Sons of the Dragon God.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Wulin unleashed a full-force punch at Mu En.
He was prepared to hold back if Mu En couldn't block it.
However, his worries were in vain; Mu En simply stretched out his hand and easily blocked the Golden Dragon Claw.
Tang Wulin felt as if he had struck a high wall, unable to advance an inch no matter how hard he tried.
Mu En nodded in satisfaction, gently pushing Tang Wulin back a few steps.
"Very good."
He estimated that Tang Wulin's current strength was roughly equivalent to an ordinary Soul Master using a Soul Skill.
For a Soul Master of level ten or so, this was already an incredibly terrifying figure.
Beibei respectfully asked, "Ancestor, what should we do next?"
Mu En gently replied, "Let him enroll early. Geniuses shouldn't be treated like ordinary people. I'll tell Shao Zhe about him. You don't need to worry about the paperwork. After that, just bring him to the Sea God Pavilion to cultivate every weekend."
"Yes!"
Beibei nodded happily.
He knew that his ancestor was considering taking him as a disciple.
"Let's go, Wu Lin, let's go find Xiao Ya and the others."
Beibei pulled Tang Wu Lin and bowed to Elder Mu before heading towards the school gate.
Watching the group leave, Mu En narrowed his eyes.
"The bloodline of the Golden Dragon King? Interesting."
Mu En didn't have much time left, and he had already thought he would never take on any more disciples in his life.
Unexpectedly, he would encounter a genius of this caliber before he passed away.
If properly nurtured, Tang Wu Lin becoming the next Sea God Pavilion Master wouldn't be difficult at all.
"Hehe, I've really opened my eyes. I hope he won't disappoint me."
Mu En smiled contentedly, leaned back in his wheelchair, and closed his eyes.
(End of this chapter)