"Don't be stubborn like this little brat and come to me for advice whenever you need it. You may be a monster but even monsters need guidance." Sternly warning him for what felt like the millionth time Mu Ye was annoyed beyond belief. He found a monster worthy of his teachings and he had to give them back to Shrek already? How could he not be annoyed?!
If it weren't for Wulin having accomplished the Asuran Heart, the intermediate stage of the Golden Asura Purification Method he wouldn't have let him go even if he had to fight the Atlas Douluo himself!
Speaking of which, what kind of monster did he find? The student of the Atlas Douluo, a nearly divine smith learning from Mu Chen, and now he was learning the secret technique of the Body Sect… Was he going to have to talk to the rest of his teachers about hierarchy or something? Having multiple teachers wasn't bad but… damn! Why didn't he get that many good teachers when he was young?!
At least he got to brag to Zhen Hua that his student was about to surpass him in blacksmithing despite being only a brat. Just imagining the look on his friend's face when he mentioned it would send him to cloud nine!
Still, the pressure that came with teaching such a student was immense. No matter where he went Wulin would lead the next generation. Mu Ye was being trusted with secrets worth more than his life and, truth be told, that was a bit scary even to him. It was one thing to teach a talented student and another entirely to know he'd have to die before he revealed anything about the boy not just for his sake but for the entire world's future.
"Come on master, I'm not that stubborn…" Weakly denying his teacher, not even Ah Ruheng fully believed his words. He was the type to do something before thinking of the consequences and that often meant he'd push through dumb training methods without talking to Mu Ye.
"Yes, you are." Dully refuting his student Mu Yue shot the youth a scathing look. His glare only lasted for a moment before he sighed. "Wulin, it'll probably be a long time before we meet again but never forget. I'm your teacher. You can rely on me for anything. Even if the sky was falling I'd hold it in place if you asked me to, got it?"
Wulin was a talented boy, too talented even. He was so talented that he would never have to ask for help until it was too late. When that time came, Mu Ye would happily wage war for his student should he need it. Well, the Atlas Douluo would probably stop it from getting to that point but the point still stood!
"Of course. I'm a member of the Body Sect so obviously I'll rely on you whenever that time comes." Smiling cheekily and replying to his teacher sincerely, Wulin was honestly grateful that he had met Mu Ye. FUG would take care of most of his troubles but sometimes he'd have a problem that couldn't be solved discreetly.
When such a situation came, it would be Shrek and the Body Sects' turn to help him through whatever problem he found himself in. Grace Mirchea Luslec and FUG couldn't solve everything for him, he'd eventually need their help whether he wanted it or not.
Waving his hand dismissively while muttering about how he was a cheeky brat Mu Ye turned around and grabbed Ah Ruheng by his collar and dragged him off. Chuckling softly at the abrupt end to this farewell Wulin made his way over to his train.
He was heading back to Shrek a bit earlier than necessary since he was worried about Gu Yuena's lack of action. That meant she was either doing something reckless or she was in a situation where she couldn't do anything. Either way, it was worrying so he planned on stopping by for a while to check up on her. At the very least he could reassure her that he wasn't dead.
"Oh?" Feeling the familiar pulse of his soul communicator, Wulin spread out his spiritual domain, completely separating himself from those around him. Accepting the call, instead of the familiar calm voice of Imort he was instead met with an unusual amount of clutter and hushed voices though they were all subdued.
"Greetings, my God." The usual frivolous tone of Imort was tainted with exhaustion, a shocking thing to hear in the always energetic man. "I apologize for the abrupt request but may I please have your permission to host a meeting between the Slayers?"
"Of course. I was going to call for you all soon myself so use my name." Frowning deeply even as he gave permission Wulin wasn't sure what was so important that Imort wished to gather the Slayers. Regardless, he wanted to discuss the second Sea God's Pearl with them anyway so it was perfect timing.
"Thank you, my God. Then I shall request their presence tonight in your stead." Sighing gratefully Imort was nearly cut off by a hurried shout. "My apologies, my God. Matters beyond my control have arisen. May I please—"
"Go. You don't have to ask me for everything. We're both equals." Sighing heavily Wulin didn't bother waiting for a response and hung up. Sighing once again he leaned back before turning his eyes to the side.
The Sky of Lingering Divinity was not far but he had to focus on this first. It seemed he was cursed after all. Each and every time he has gotten on a train some kind of issue arose and this time was no different.
"Haha! Scream for me!" Bullets of blood left a man's fingers as he jumped out of his seat, his extraordinarily average face covered by a mask. After the attack of the evil soul masters, people like this man who supported their views began popping up. Oftentimes, like this man, they were all weak and were effortlessly captured. Sometimes, however, a bigger fish would show up.
"No, you scream for me." A deep voice overpowered the area as an imposing man stood high above the masked man. From his position, Wulin had gotten a good view of the entire thing so he was able to see the man grow from a more normal size into the giant he was now.
White tufts of fur covered the man's face as he looked down at the man, his hand covered in blood as it stuck through the man's chest. Wulin had heard of this man though he had never met him in person.
The Ashen Wolf Douluo, a traitor of the War God Temple.
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The curse of Wulin and trains is here! Until now it's been present but rarely mentioned as for the most part they were always easily solved. This time however, it's a Title Douluo that fate threw at Wulin so it was more important to mention.
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