LRAB Chapter 147 Our Path
Chapter 147 Our Path
Inside the main hall of the Sea God Pavilion, Mu En sat quietly in a recliner, his aged face showing undisguised satisfaction.
Yan Shaozhe stood beside his teacher, his eyes shining with excitement.
"Teacher, Elder Mu," Ma Xiaotao said softly.
With a slight thought, seven spirit rings rose from beneath her feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—and that newly formed, bright red soul ring radiating immense vitality and a faint aura of power.
One hundred thousand years.
Yan Shaozhe gasped, while Mu En nodded slowly, his gaze gentle as he looked at his grand-disciple: "Child, what is your path?"
Ma Xiaotao looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly outside the Sea God Pavilion, and the shouts of young students training could be heard from inside the academy.
She thought of her teammates on the field, and her mother's tears in the ancestral hall...
"I will protect Shrek Academy and all those I cherish."
"I want to become a god."
"Not for power or immortality, but for—to end this sorrow that has been passed down for ten thousand years in this flame."
"With me, the tragedy of the Fiery Phoenix ends here."
After speaking, she bowed deeply to the two elders and turned to walk out the door.
Yan Shaozhe wanted to follow, but Mu En gently raised his hand to stop him.
The old man watched the receding figure, a faint smile appearing on his face: "Let her go. The phoenix is finally about to fly into its own sky."
Gongyang Mo's soul power had reached level 59. After a period of dedicated cultivation, he finally broke through the bottleneck and stepped into the threshold of level 60.
He was the second person to emerge from seclusion.
"Elder Mu." He bowed respectfully, his eyes burning with determination. "I wish to join the Spirit Pagoda. My martial spirit has an innate limitation, making it impossible for me to break through level 79 in my lifetime... I am unwilling to stop here."
If I can solve this problem, I will be able to better assist everyone.
"In addition, I would like to invite my friend Mo Xuan to join us. Only by walking side by side can we go further."
Moon nodded slightly, granting his request.
Several days later, Beibei emerged from quarantine.
His soul power improved from level 48 to level 50, but between his brows was a determination even heavier than the breakthrough in cultivation.
"Ancestor Xuan," his voice was deep and firm, "I love Xiaoya, and my only wish in this life is to marry her and revitalize the Tang Clan together."
He paused for a moment, as if to sort out the surging emotions in his heart, "As for Sister Lexuan... once Xiaoya comes out of seclusion, I will tell her frankly about what happened between me and Sister Lexuan."
In my heart, she will always be my older sister, family, nothing more.
Moon gazed at his great-grandson, his eyes filled with a mixture of relief and admiration: "Beibei, I am very pleased that you were able to understand your true feelings and make your choice."
Go ahead and do what you want to do. As for Yuexuan, I will also advise her to let go of her obsession.
"If I had known this would happen, I should have adopted her as my granddaughter back then; perhaps I could have avoided all this trouble..."
Beibei bowed deeply, turned and left, her back straight and resolute.
Ling Luohuan was the fourth person to emerge from seclusion, and his soul power increased from level 58 to level 60.
Dai Yueheng is the fifth.
His soul power reached level 68, having already broken through to the Soul Saint realm. The divinely bestowed soul ring he received from the God of War's assessment granted him a seventh soul ring with a lifespan of 90,000 years.
"Elder Mu," he bowed crisply, "this year I will graduate from the Inner Academy. I have decided to join the army, just like my father did, and go to the battlefield. But my purpose is not conquest, but end."
I long for an end to the war, so that my father can lay down his arms and return home to be with my mother for a long time; and so that all the children in the world who have lost their fathers because of war can regain this ordinary warmth.
After speaking, Dai Yueheng bowed solemnly and took his leave with steady steps.
Next, more and more disciples emerged from seclusion.
Wu Feng strode forward, standing ramrod straight, her voice resolute: "Elder Mu, I will assist the young master. Protecting the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is my path."
Her soul power had reached level thirty-five, and there was not a trace of hesitation in her eyes, only unwavering loyalty and fervor.
Xiao Xiao followed closely behind, her bright eyes sparkling with an indomitable spirit.
"Elder Mu," her voice was clear and melodious, "I want to become an 'all-around' Soul Master. Why must Soul Masters be bound by a type?"
My Three Lives Soul-Shaking Cauldron can attack, defend, and control, while the Nine Phoenixes' Auspicious Flute further enhances its support and control capabilities.
Twin martial souls offer me more possibilities; I'm determined to break this mold.
Her soul power also rose to level thirty-five, and her tone was full of longing and anticipation for the unknown path ahead.
……
Chen Zifeng and Xixi walked out hand in hand, their breaths mingling, and tenderness flowed between them as their eyes met.
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Yao Haoxuan was a burly man with a booming voice, exuding a heroic spirit: "Elder Mu! I want to become stronger, strong enough to be famous throughout the continent, to make my name resound everywhere!"
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He Caitou (Xu He) walked up to Mu En. He was tall, but his head was slightly lowered, and his usually honest face was now shrouded in a heavy, lingering look.
His voice was deep, as if each word required immense effort:
"Elder Mu... I want to become a level nine Soul Master. I... want to return to my hometown with dignity."
Moon looked at him quietly, her gaze seemingly able to penetrate his outward disguise and reach the deepest wounds in his heart.
The old man didn't press further, but instead spoke slowly in a gentle, aged voice:
"Caitou, no matter what, the academy is your home, your foundation, and your fallback."
Child, lift your head high. May your future be like the rising sun, illuminating the world.
This seemingly ordinary word of encouragement acted like a key, instantly unlocking He Caitou's tightly locked heart.
He was originally Xu He, a prince of the Sun Moon Empire. Due to the tragic palace coup on the night of the coup, he was burdened with a blood feud and fled his homeland in a panic.
He changed his name and even his appearance, becoming He Caitou of Shrek Academy. Under the tutelage of Teacher Fan Yu, he studied soul tools, burying that shocking secret and heart-wrenching pain deep within himself.
He wanted revenge; a burning hatred had scorched his soul countless nights.
But he was even more aware that he was not cut out for strategic planning and ruling the country. The responsibilities and mindset of an emperor were incompatible with his soul, which loved precision gears and was immersed in the blueprints of soul guides.
His true desire and peace of mind lie in dedicating himself to soul guidance research and pursuing the ultimate in technology.
However, the images of his father, mother, sisters... the tragic deaths of his loved ones never truly faded away.
Even now, with his cultivation level increased, he still wakes up suddenly from blood-soaked nightmares, drenched in cold sweat, overwhelmed by loneliness and grief.
Old Mu's words, with their unspoken understanding and tolerance, were like a warm light that shone into the cracks of his cold memories.