“Mo Ji Wu, you have a…
unique goal,” Tang Wulin said as he stood up from behind Mo Ji Wu and walked toward him.
“Don’t worry about calling it strange or crazy.
It’ll seem that way to you in the end, you little kids,” Mo Ji Wu replied calmly with his usual cold expression.
In fact, since they’d met, Tang Wulin had never seen any expression on him except that stoic, cold, rigid look and those dead eyes.
“Could you stop calling everyone kids?
How old are you anyway?” Xie suddenly stepped closer and said.
“I’m 155 years old.
Of course I have the right to call all of you kids.
Even Wu Zhangkong is a child in front of me,” Mo Ji Wu answered truthfully.
But what he got was disbelief—which he expected.
So he told the truth.
No matter what he said, the kids wouldn’t believe him.
“Heh, so you’re a half-dead old man.
Tang Wulin, don’t forget your promise,” Xie mocked in the first half before turning to Tang Wulin—that was what he’d come for.
“Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten.
Let’s go now if you want,” Tang Wulin replied with a hint of coldness.
“Very good, let’s go,” Xie said before turning and walking away.
Yun Xiao and Chu Shangxi knew the agreement between them, so they didn’t follow.
But Mo Ji Wu, always seeking amusement, followed them.
He was starting to find watching children’s fights a little entertaining.
As they went out, they found a huge crowd of students, most of them girls from the Advanced Academy.
‘What’s going on here?’ Mo Ji Wu thought as he watched them.
“Tang Wulin?” A voice even called out to Tang Wulin, stopping him.
When he turned, he found someone he knew—the one who had guided him when he arrived yesterday.
Her name was Liu Yuxin.
“Big sister,” he greeted her with a smile.
From the side, Mo Ji Wu pulled out his tobacco-filled pipe but didn’t light it.
He just took puffs from it unlit.
He seemed to be craving a smoke.
“Wulin, you’re in Class 5?” Tang Wulin replied, “Yes, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and it’s a trash soul after all…
ouch.” Tang Wulin spoke as usual, but he felt something hard hit his head and it hurt.
“I told you to stop calling yourself or your soul trash.
Your soul is you, and you are the soul.
If it’s trash, then you’re trash too.
Wu Zhangkong said just now that only the user can be trash, the soul isn’t trash, and he’s right.
No matter how bad or good the talent, without a great user it’ll be garbage.” Tang Wulin and Liu Yuxin listened to Mo Ji Wu while Xie stood behind, and it would’ve sounded wiser if he wasn’t waving an iron pipe.
“You smoke, kid?” Liu Yuxin said in shock.
“No, I didn’t light it, so it’s not against the rules.” The girl felt helpless but then turned to Tang Wulin.
“I didn’t mean to mention your soul, but Wu Zhangkong is your class teacher, right?” “That’s right.
Why?” Liu Yuxin smiled at him and began explaining how Wu Zhangkong was the most famous teacher in the Advanced Academy, and how female students and female teachers were drawn to his cold charm, how he’d earned the title “The Charming, Arrogant Ice Prince.” Mo Ji Wu felt like an old man for real—female students falling for a teacher?
And what kind of title was that anyway?
And while he was lost in thought, he heard how this girl wanted Tang Wulin to take secret photos of Teacher Wu with a camera.
“You little girl, you’re perverted.
What’s this nonsense about secret photography?
How old are you anyway?
Graduate first, then look for love,” Mo Ji Wu said from the side as he took a puff from the pipe.
“Hmph, what would a kid like you know about Teacher Wu’s killer charm?” “Big sister, that’s not a good thing to do,” Tang Wulin said after a while.
Behind him, Xie was already losing patience, but when he heard the girl would give them info about the class teacher in exchange for photos, his patience came back.
Then Liu Yuxin told them how Wu Zhangkong was considered the strongest expert in the academy, and that he had six soul rings, meaning he was a true Soul Emperor!
The three of them felt the gap.
For them, someone with six rings was far away while they only had one ring each.
Especially Tang Wulin, the poor one who only had one white ring.
According to Spirit Pagoda production, a white ring gives one ring, while a yellow one gives two.
For example, if someone absorbed a yellow soul ring at Rank 10, they’d immediately get a ring at Rank 20 and wouldn’t need to buy another.
Especially since every spiritual soul consumed part of the mind and spirit, meaning everyone had limits to how many spiritual souls they could absorb.
And if he didn’t get enough money, his limit would be clear after a few white rings, and his brain would stop being able to absorb more.
While he was confused, Liu Yuxin threw him a camera before running off despite his calling after her, so he hid it carefully.
Then they kept walking until they left the school.
Xie Xie turned and shouted at Mo Ji Wu, “Why are you following us?!” “I’m not following you, I’m just going home.
Kid Dagger,” Mo Ji Wu replied calmly.
“My name is Xie.
Stop calling me Kid Dagger.” “Oh, got it, Xie.
I’ll remember it,” he said.
In truth, he hadn’t heard his name clearly during introductions before, otherwise he would’ve remembered.
Xie Xie was shocked that someone understood his name on the first try and didn’t say “you’re welcome,” thinking he was thanking him because his name sounded like the way to say “thank you.” And when he looked at Mo Ji Wu, he didn’t find him annoying as much anymore.
“Hmph, do whatever you want.
Tang Wulin, follow me, we’re going to East Sea Park.” The park he mentioned was indeed where Mo Ji Wu’s tree house was.
After entering, Tang Wulin and Xie found Mo Ji Wu behind them again, and even Tang Wulin asked, “Mo Ji Wu, are you sure you’re going home?” “Yes.
You can come with me if you want.” Then he started walking ahead and stopped following them.
Xie Xie and Tang Wulin looked at each other before following him curiously.
Tang Wulin enjoyed the park’s effect along the way.
Thanks to his plant-type soul, he loved green areas and forests.
After a while they arrived in front of a giant tree where Mo Ji Wu suddenly stopped.
“Huh?
Where’s your house?” Xie asked, not understanding.
“Here.” Mo Ji Wu pointed at the tree calmly.
“Your house is a tree?” Tang Wulin asked this time.
“Yes.
Goodbye now, you can enjoy what you were going to do.” Saying this, his school uniform vanished and he was left in just his underwear, even his shoes disappeared, before he pulled out his home clothes and put them on under the children’s watch, then climbed the tree without much concern.
“What about the dorm?
How did he suddenly come to live in a tree?” Xie asked in shock and strangeness.
“I don’t know.
Yesterday he was heading to the dorm room.” Then the two remembered their mild enmity and that they’d come to the park to fight, not to talk.
After returning to the real reason they’d come to the park, the two turned and started going deeper into the park.
East Sea Park’s history went back nearly a thousand years, even older than the academy’s history.
For example, Mo Ji Wu’s tree, despite being over a hundred years old, still had older and taller trees the deeper you went into the park.
Of course, Mo Ji Wu wouldn’t go flipping through all the trees like someone buying a house.
His requirements were simple: a place without disturbance and a roof.
After Tang Wulin and Xie went deep enough that they couldn’t see a single human around them for a long time, they stopped.
Xie Xie stepped back, announcing he was an Agility-type Soul Master and wouldn’t bully him up close from the start.
The two summoned their soul rings and prepared to fight.
And on Mo Ji Wu’s side, he decided to go down for a stroll since lunchtime was still a bit far and there were no afternoon classes, where he could meditate until dinner after lunch.
After he climbed down from the tree, lit his pipe, and started walking while smoking among the trees for a while, he heard sounds of fast movement like his training fight with Wu Zhangkong, then remembered the two kids from earlier and decided to go watch himself.
When their figures appeared to him from afar, he saw Tang Wulin stabbed in the shoulder by Xie’s dagger, but only a light stab.
Still, he was annoyed seeing children cause wounds like that to each other.
But Mo Ji Wu didn’t know that this was the life of soul masters.
From childhood they had to get used to blood and fighting.
But while Xie was talking, Tang Wulin shone with a golden light in his eyes and let out a scream like a beast’s roar from his mouth, with golden light glowing from the wound.
It seemed Xie wanted to pull back, but his dagger was stuck, so he got punched in the face again and slammed into a tree, losing consciousness as he slid down its trunk, while Tang Wulin knelt, looking at his hand where he’d been stabbed.
Mo Ji Wu ran toward him, seeing him take off his shirt, revealing his body full of diamond-shaped golden scales and his right clawed hand, which made his eyes narrow, fill with questions and thought and even some anger, but then he calmed and his emotions disappeared again as he approached.
“Tang Wulin, are you okay?” Tang Wulin heard the voice, turned, and found Mo Ji Wu coming.
He was afraid Mo Ji Wu would see his current form, but he noticed the little snake, his spiritual soul, started to shrink back to its normal size while he felt a wave of intense exhaustion and then fainted, leaving only Mo Ji Wu standing there smoking.
“Hmm, should I play dumb and ignore them?
No, Wulin already saw my face before he fell…” “Haah.” Mo Ji Wu stepped forward and grabbed Tang Wulin’s shirt to put it on him, but he noticed Tang Wulin’s back and spine vertebrae shone with the same golden light, and the light spread through all his veins.
Watching this, with no one knowing what he was thinking, he raised his right hand toward his eyes, With a fleeting thought in his mind, his hand gleamed lightly with the amethyst light with veins like Tang Wulin’s But not the same color.
He said nothing or did nothing.
He put Tang Wulin’s shirt on him, then carried him on his back after activating the Body Enhancement ability, then picked up Xie with the other hand and turned back toward his home.