The voice was exceptionally familiar, both to Su Qingfeng and Long Xiaoyao.
Looking up, Mu En, dressed in a gray-and-white robe, stepped through the air. His aged figure was followed by a few coughs, a sign of his poor health.
Su Qingfeng called out softly, "Teacher."
Long Xiaoyao's expression clearly shifted. After so many years, the changes in this old friend were so great, as if one foot was already in the grave.
So Su Qingfeng was originally Mu En's disciple, Long Xiaoyao pondered, nodding. It made sense, he just hadn't wanted to consider it at first. He'd been fine with snatching away disciples like Song Yunzhi and Lin Huiqun, but if it was Mu En's disciple, he had a lot more to consider.
"Yes, it has been a long time. It feels like just a blink of an eye, and decades, maybe even hundreds of years, have passed."
Long Xiaoyao looked at Mu En, his gaze complex.
However, at their age, some of the grudges and emotions of their youth might not hold the same weight anymore.
"We are both old now, with white hair. But I can still see that carefree spirit you had in your youth from your silhouette. Time spares no one. In the blink of an eye, we are both two or three hundred years old."
Mu En landed on the treetop opposite Long Xiaoyao, looking at him with a gentle expression.
"But you are not the same anymore. You are so old that I can't recognize your former appearance. Even I almost didn't recognize you," Long Xiaoyao said.
"Cough... It's just a small price paid in cultivation. At our age, do appearance and form really matter?"
Mu En coughed and said lightly.
Long Xiaoyao didn't speak, everything was understood without words.
Mu En beckoned to Su Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, come, come back to your teacher."
Long Xiaoyao put his hand on Su Qingfeng's shoulder, his eyes immediately changing. "He can't go back with you. In your current state, you're no match for me."
"The reason I'm here is twofold. First, to protect him. Even if I'm shattered to pieces, if this decaying body can pave a small path for my disciple, then my death will be worthwhile. Victory or defeat is irrelevant. Second, I heard you were at the Sacred Spirit Cult. I wanted to seek the truth. I was happy to see you again. Unfortunately, you shouldn't have attacked Qingfeng… Cough… Is she… alright?"
Mu En clenched his withered fist, covering his mouth. His voice wasn't nearly as strong as Long Xiaoyao's.
Hearing this, Long Xiaoyao was silent for a moment.
"Although she didn't come, if she wants to see him, you shouldn't stop me."
If it were anyone else, he might have let it go for the sake of an old friend. But not with Su Qingfeng. Long Xiaoyao wouldn't back down!
"Is… she doing well?"
When he mentioned her, Mu En's eyes also showed some guilt and a sense of loss.
Long Xiaoyao nodded. "If she sees Su Qingfeng, she should be very happy."
Su Qingfeng was speechless, rubbing his temples. This cheap teacher of mine… Seriously, what kind of simp talk is that? You care about how they're doing, and they don't care if you live or die!
You treat him like a brother, and he wants to steal your disciple!
"Heh, it's a pity. I can't let Qingfeng go with you. Any Shrek Academy disciple taken to the Sacred Spirit Cult and trained as an Evil Soul Master… I, as the Head of the Academy and the leader of the team, have a responsibility. Especially for my disciple, especially Qingfeng."
Mu En blocked Long Xiaoyao's path, saying this.
"Then there's nothing more to say. I'm definitely taking him back. We haven't fought in so long; let's see how strong you are now."
Long Xiaoyao and Mu En released their Martial Souls almost simultaneously.
Two giant Holy Dragons instantly appeared in the forest, dominating the space. One exuded a bright, radiant aura, like a small sun illuminating the forest. Its sacred energy seemed to dispel all evil.
But the opposing Dark Holy Dragon seemed completely unaffected by the light. The aura of light couldn't reach the dark Holy Dragon's half of the space. It was deep, powerful, and caused a chill from the bottom of one's heart!
Two Ultimate Douluo were facing off here. The momentum was magnificent, light and dark opposed. The surrounding creatures, sensing this aura, as if the end of the world was approaching, fled in panic.
In the surrounding villages, poultry such as chickens, ducks, and geese were suppressed by the Holy Dragon's bloodline, emitting shrill cries. The villagers, in the gray dawn, looked up at the two Holy Dragons of light and darkness in the distance, rubbed their eyes, and were so frightened that they sat on the ground, incredulously saying: "Dragons… It's dragons! Did I see that right? Two giant dragons!"
The two giant dragons, one of light and one of darkness, formed the most magnificent spectacle at midnight. Su Qingfeng stood between these two extremes, with light in his left hand and darkness in his right, seemingly reflecting his dual power of the Necromantic Holy Spell God and the Polar Star Martial Soul.
"Boy, watch closely. See how strong I am? Becoming my disciple won't be any worse than being Mu En's!"
Long Xiaoyao snorted and instantly flew out, engaging Mu En in battle.
Both were the top-tier powerhouses on the continent, both at the ninety-nine rank of Ultimate Douluo. After over a hundred years, they fought again, a duel that spanned time, blazing brilliantly in the night.
One or two hundred years ago, they had fought over Ye Xishui. Back then, both were at their peak, and light ultimately suppressed darkness, with Long Xiaoyao slightly losing out.
Meeting again, both were already at the Ultimate level. However, Mu En was no longer as glorious as before. After only a dozen rounds of combat, Long Xiaoyao realized that Mu En was struggling, heavily injured.
"Old friend, go back. I will take care of this child for you. Rest assured; even within the Sacred Spirit Cult, I will ensure his absolute safety and make him the strongest existence on the continent."
"If you continue, your body won't be able to handle it, and you might even lose your life. Don't push yourself. I don't want you to die at my hands."
"I said, no one can take Qingfeng away. Besides, old friend, isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to snatch my disciple like this?"
"Hehe, survival of the fittest. Back then, you were stronger than me, and Xishui followed you. Now, it's obvious that I'm more powerful. It's best for me to nurture this child!"
"Sigh… you still haven't understood. Being a bit stronger doesn't necessarily make you a good teacher. What's more important is a person's heart. After so long, some things must be made clear…"
"Everyone can spout big theories. I won't argue with you!"
Although Mu En's physical condition was poor at the moment, he was still an Ultimate Douluo at full power, and he possessed the power of the Dragon Core. Long Xiaoyao couldn't defeat him in a short time. The two fought for a full hour.
Faint sunlight filtered through the eastern mountains.
Their battle was intense. Neither was willing to back down in the fight for Su Qingfeng as a disciple. It would be shocking to hear that Ultimate experts were fighting over a disciple.
At this moment, Zhongli Wu was fleeing in another direction, pursued by the Titan, and feeling utterly hopeless. The Titan was simply a terrifying brute.
And Feng Ling happened to be fleeing in the direction Long Xiaoyao had left. She quickly sensed the terrifying collision between the Holy Dragon of Light and the Dark Holy Dragon.
She sped towards the area, witnessing the two Ultimate Douluo battling with such force that the mountains and land were splitting apart. Seeing only Su Qingfeng remaining, she made a decisive move and abducted him.
"Chief, I'll take him back to the cult first! You protect yourself!"
Behind her, Yan Shaozhe and the others also arrived on the scene quickly. They were unsure whether to assist their teacher or pursue Feng Ling, and the scene descended into chaos.
While he was contemplating, a flash of soul rings appeared on Long Xiaoyao. Three black dragons had already blocked Yan Shaozhe's path.
"Want to chase? Do you not take this old man seriously?"
He actually blocked Mu En and Yan Shaozhe with his own strength!
Meanwhile, Feng Ling used a powerful binding soul tool to restrain Su Qingfeng. Holding him, she flew towards the Sun Moon Empire at her fastest speed. Long Xiaoyao had created an excellent escape opportunity for her.
Her mood was incredibly excited at the moment. Smelling the faint immortal scent emanating from Su Qingfeng, she couldn't help but tremble all over.
She was pondering a question:
Could she really bring such a peerlessly handsome young man, with the potential of an Evil Son, back to the Sacred Spirit Cult just like this?
Once they returned to the Sacred Spirit Cult, how many opportunities would she have to be alone with him?
On the way, shouldn't she cultivate their relationship and "communicate" with him properly?
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