Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 349: The Poseidon Pavilion's trump card
"Okay, today's actual combat competition is cancelled. Remember to gather at the training ground tomorrow morning." On the other side, Yan Shaozhe looked at the training ground that was almost in ruins and gave the final order reluctantly.

Upon hearing this, Qiangu Ming and Dai Huabin both breathed a sigh of relief. They had been beaten badly by Wang Qiuer before and were not in good shape at all. Going up to participate in the competition would be simply asking for trouble.

"Little guy, come with us back to the Sea God Pavilion. Old Mu will tell you something important later." Old Xuan suddenly sighed and his expression became heavy.

"Okay!" Wu Xuan nodded, though a little surprised. After all, the Poseidon Council had just convened yesterday afternoon. If they were calling him the next day, it must be something urgent.

"Xiaoxuan, Xie Huanyue, the new student in the inner courtyard, let's also designate him as a substitute player. You don't have to participate in the subsequent team coordination drills." Old Mu looked at the disciple in front of him with satisfaction. He was more calm than ever before, without a single ripple. His life had been full of ups and downs, and although there were regrets, he felt that it was complete in the end.

"Okay!" Wu Xuan nodded. He was always casual about selecting personnel; it didn't matter who he added or didn't. He just couldn't quite grasp what Mu Lao meant by that expression.

In the Poseidon Pavilion conference hall, as the three of them walked in, the originally quiet room naturally lit up with a faint golden light.

"Teacher, what do you want to tell me? It's so mysterious?" Wu Xuan sat down and asked Mu Lao who was standing beside him.

Seeing this, Mu Lao smiled faintly. As his soul power circulated, the two soul cores in his body suddenly hummed and trembled. The next moment, Mu Lao's long hair, alternating between black and white, turned snow-white. His palms, which had once had a hint of blood, instantly became dry. The blood was gone, but only Mu Lao's pale golden eyes still shone.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Wu Xuan stood up suddenly, obviously frightened by Mu Lao's change.

"Haha, just as you can see, your teacher's vitality is almost coming to an end." Old Mu still smiled slightly.

"What?" Wu Xuan suddenly stood up, exclaiming in disbelief. That 80,000-year-old life-attribute immortal herb, the Purple Jade Vermillion Fruit, would extend the lifespan of even a dying Ultimate Douluo by eight years.

"Like I said before, my body is already full of holes, just like a leaky sieve. No matter how much water there is in the sieve, it will soon dry up." Old Mu seemed to see Wu Xuan's confusion and explained.

"Besides, I have no regrets just being able to witness your growth with my own eyes."

"Teacher!" Wu Xuan's voice choked with sobs, his eyes reddened, and he looked like he was about to burst into tears. This was because he had no other immortal herbs with life attributes, and immortal herbs without life attributes would have no effect on Mu Lao's injuries.

"Why are you crying? Teacher, I'm not dead yet," Old Mu sat up and couldn't help but knock on Wu Xuan's head.

"Ah!" Wu Xuan was stunned and for a moment he forgot about his sadness.

"Alas, according to Elder Mu's calculations, his vitality is only enough to sustain him for less than four months." Elder Xuan sighed, his eyes instantly reddening. He had just finished his sparring match with Wu Xuan and Wang Qiu'er, and Elder Mu had suddenly told him he was dying. Who could imagine how he felt before that?

"Less than four months? Doesn't that mean it's before the Soul Master Competition starts?" Wu Xuan's expression became depressed again.

"Haha, that's right. My little disciple, you have to walk the future path on your own, and you have to learn to look forward. Everyone is doomed to die, sooner or later. As your master, I have no regrets in this life as I am able to accept you as my master in my later years. From now on, the entire Poseidon Pavilion will be entrusted to you. So from today on, you have to follow me and learn how to manage this huge Poseidon Pavilion and the entire Shrek City." Old Mu touched Wu Xuan's head with a kind smile.

Wu Xuan's heart trembled upon hearing this. Managing the entire Sea God Pavilion, Shrek Academy, and the entire Shrek City! Once upon a time, this had been Wu Xuan's goal. He wanted to change Shrek Academy's unreasonable policies, to transform the academy from a place of grandeur to a truly legitimate and honorable place, a sacred place for cultivation that all spirit masters aspired to.

But even though the goal he was pursuing was so close to him, he actually hesitated. Could it be because he had higher aspirations?
Thinking of this, Wu Xuan's sadness over Mu Lao's impending death instantly faded. As long as he could become a god, Mu Lao's passing would be temporary. Just like what Wu Xuan had told himself when his parents passed away, Wu Xuan had warned himself the same way. Furthermore, for him, who had already obtained the divine seed of the God of Destruction, becoming a god was no mere fantasy.

"Yes, teacher. I will study hard and watch carefully." Wu Xuan bowed slightly, his eyes full of determination.

"Haha, okay, but let's not worry about these for now. What I want to teach you today is the ultimate trump card of our Sea God Pavilion, and it is also the ultimate power that our Shrek can inherit for ten thousand years." Old Mu looked up at the branches of the golden trees around him, and felt quite nostalgic for a moment.

"The final trump card? Teacher, are you talking about this golden tree?" Wu Xuan suddenly said as if he had thought of something.

"Yes, the fact that you can think of the golden tree shows that you have once sensed the power contained in it!" Old Mu smiled and nodded.

"Yes!" Wu Xuan nodded heavily. He had indeed sensed the power of the Golden Tree during his year-long retreat not long ago. Perhaps it was because of the Golden Tree that his perception was so profound. He had acquired the True Thunder Secret Technique, the Soul-Breaking Spear's innate spirit ring, and two self-created spirit skills. For anyone to master even one of these three in just one year would be a remarkable achievement.

Elder Mu nodded slightly and continued, "It's impossible to trace when this golden tree arrived at the academy. Even the academy's annals don't record it in detail. But ever since records began, the golden tree and us Shrek have always lived in harmony, like a pair of good neighbors who don't interfere with each other."

"Teacher, then why did the Golden Tree become our academy's biggest trump card?" Wu Xuan asked the biggest question in his mind.

"Haha, this has to start with the characteristics of the golden tree." Old Mu smiled, then slowly stood up and went to the deepest part of the Sea God Pavilion with the support of Wu Xuan.

Elder Xuan, standing by, didn't follow, instead continuing to eat his chicken leg. The Golden Tree was Shrek's greatest secret, passed down through generations by the Pavilion Master. Elder Mu was preparing to pass this secret down, and it seemed his time was running out.

Mu Lao continued, "The Golden Tree is different from other plant-type soul beasts. Its existence may be similar to the Emperor Beast of the Star Dou Great Forest, but it is fundamentally different."

"Auspicious beast?" Wu Xuan touched the branches of the golden trees around him in surprise.

"Well, the vitality and soul power contained in the golden tree are very powerful. The vitality is as strong as the sum of two or even three Ultimate Douluo. The soul power is even stronger and may have reached the quasi-god level." Mu Laodao.

"So terrifying?" Wu Xuan now looked at the golden tree in a different light.

Upon hearing this, Old Mu shook his head slightly and continued, "Haha, you are wrong. God is fair. If someone has advantages that are different from ordinary people, then the defects that exist will naturally not be small. The soul power contained in the golden tree is not aggressive. It contains great vitality, but is not aggressive. This naturally laid the seeds of disaster for his survival." Old Mu said as he walked.

"Indeed, having treasures but lacking the strength to match them is nothing but a lamb to be slaughtered!" Wu Xuan commented truthfully.

"Indeed! According to the chronicles, the Golden Tree did suffer a great disaster. On that day, several ferocious beasts from the Great Fierce Land stormed Shrek City, intent on killing the Golden Tree and obtaining the pure life energy within it. Surrounded by powerful enemies, the Golden Tree voluntarily lent its soul power to the then-current Sea God Pavilion Master. With the Sea God Pavilion Master's immense strength, the Golden Tree was able to repel the formidable enemy."

"With the trust built up from the initial cooperation, and subsequent compromises between the two sides, we signed an alliance treaty, which has continued to this day." Old Mu spoke eloquently, as if reminiscing or expressing emotion.

(End of this chapter)