Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 25 Apprenticeship
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Three days later, in the Spirit Hall, the lobby.

In the hall, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the surroundings with warmth and a hint of mystery.

On the high platform, Pope Bibi Dong was dressed in gorgeous robes, looking majestic and solemn. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring directly at Li Muyun who was standing below.

"Muyun, what direction do you plan to develop your martial soul in? This is a question that every soul master must think deeply about. It will determine your future path."

Li Muyun shook his head slightly, as if he had been prepared for this question. "Teacher, your question really hits the soul. Based on my current abilities, and... well, some unique insights into this world, I think the direction of my martial soul development should be 'escape'!"

Hearing Li Muyun's answer, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with disbelief, "What do you mean? As my student, you must die on the battlefield. Do you dare to try to escape?"

Li Muyun smiled lightly, "Teacher, this is something you don't know. Everything in this world is ever-changing, and so is the way to survive. Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best strategy. It's not about escaping, but about assessing the situation and retreating to advance."

"Although my martial spirit has its own unique features, I believe that being able to adapt flexibly and protect oneself at critical moments is the way of a truly strong person. After all, as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood."

Bibi Dong refused directly, "No, your martial soul is suitable for agility attack, so you should develop in this direction in the future."

Li Muyun suggested, "Teacher, I feel there is a better option, such as the sneak attack system, what do you think?"

Bibi Dong retorted, "Do you know the importance of agile attack spirit masters on the battlefield? Their speed and agility are the sharp blades that tear through the enemy's defenses and are the key to victory or defeat. Moreover, sneak attacks are too shameless. This is something that no spirit master can tolerate."

Li Muyun smiled slightly, as if everything was under control: "Teacher, although the sneak attack system doesn't sound very fair, it wins by catching the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared. In battle, being able to give the enemy a fatal blow in the shortest time is also a kind of wisdom, isn't it? Moreover, if I can perfectly combine agile attack and sneak attack, won't I be invincible on the battlefield?"

"Besides, on the battlefield, if someone wants to kill me, why should I be polite to him? I can just beat him to death with a stick and be done with it. Don't you think so?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath. She felt like she was about to be pissed off by this guy. "Li Muyun, you know that as a member of the Spirit Hall, every action you take represents our honor and dignity."

Li Muyun did not back down. "Teacher, I understand this. But honor and dignity cannot only be demonstrated through direct confrontation. In the world of spirits, strategy and wisdom are equally important. If we can achieve the greatest victory at the lowest cost without damaging the reputation of the Spirit Hall, why not do it?"

Bibi Dong asked again, "If someone were to compete with you and exchange spirits, it would be a disgrace to our Spirit Hall if you used a sneak attack."

Li Muyun asked a soul-searching question, "Teacher, why should I compete and communicate with others?"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's anger instantly reached its peak. She slammed the handrail of the platform next to her, and with a loud bang, the entire hall seemed to tremble. "Li Muyun, get down! Get out of here!"

Li Muyun still had that faint smile on his face. He bowed slowly without any fear or dissatisfaction.

"Okay, teacher." He responded softly, then turned around and walked towards the exit of the hall with light steps without any hesitation.

Just as Li Muyun reached the threshold of the hall, Pope Bibi Dong suddenly spoke from behind with unquestionable majesty: "Li Muyun, come back here!" Li Muyun turned around and walked back again, "Teacher, what can I do for you?"

There was a barely perceptible hint of compromise on Bibi Dong's face, and her eyes revealed complex emotions - both helplessness towards Li Muyun's maverick behavior and a hint of recognition for his unique insights.

"Okay, I promise you. From now on, you should develop in the direction of escape and sneak attack."

A flash of surprise flashed across Li Muyun's eyes, which then turned into deep respect and gratitude. He slowly stepped forward, his steps both firm and humble, and stopped a few steps away from the platform, bowing deeply. "Teacher, thank you for your trust and understanding."

Bibi Dong opened her red lips slightly, her voice filled with unquestionable solemnity: "Li Muyun, from now on, you are my true disciple. Remember, no matter what path you choose, the honor and dignity of the Spirit Hall will always be your unshirkable responsibility. And I will be your strongest support on this road."

Then, Bibi Dong spoke again, "Li Muyun, can we perform the ceremony of becoming your disciple now?"

Upon hearing this, Li Muyun knelt on his knees without hesitation, with his body straight and his eyes looking straight ahead firmly. He folded his hands in front of his forehead and performed the most ancient etiquette of paying homage to a master.

Bibi Dong asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Teacher, I..." There was a hint of self-deprecation in Li Muyun's voice. He was about to explain his misunderstanding of the kneeling etiquette, but was interrupted by Bibi Dong who gently raised her hand.

"No, Muyun, you should just kneel like this." Bibi Dong's voice became much gentler, with a look of doting and teasing in her eyes. "Remember before, when I asked you to kneel, you always found various excuses to refuse, but now you are taking the initiative. Kneel for a while longer so that you can remember the importance of this master-disciple relationship."

Li Muyun shook his head helplessly, a bitter smile appeared on his lips, but his eyes were full of sincerity and determination. He knelt straight, like an unshakable mountain, and his voice was soft but clearly echoed in the hall:
"Okay, once a teacher, always a mother. I will take you as my teacher today, and I will take care of you in your old age."

As he spoke, he looked up at Bibi Dong on the platform, as if he was making a promise that transcended time and space.

Bibi Dong felt a warm current in her heart when she heard this. The corners of her mouth lifted unconsciously. The sternness in her eyes was replaced by tenderness. She smiled softly and said, "Child, you really know how to please me. However, I don't need you to support me in my old age. What I want is for you to go further and higher on the road of martial spirits, so that the glory of the martial spirit hall will be more brilliant because of you."

Li Muyun asked cautiously, "Teacher, are you not going to destroy the Spirit Hall?"

Li Muyun's words were like thunder, exploding in the quiet hall, causing a flash of astonishment in Bibi Dong's eyes, which then turned into deep confusion and puzzlement.

She opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but was speechless for a moment. Complex emotions flashed in her sharp eyes, as if she was examining a world that had suddenly become unfamiliar.

Bibi Dong's gaze shifted away from Li Muyun's serious and slightly childish face and turned to the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, just like the surging thoughts in her heart, unpredictable.

"I...?" she repeated softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, as if she was asking herself, or responding to Li Muyun's question.

Bibi Dong turned around and faced Li Muyun again. Her eyes became deep and firm again. "Muyun, why do you have such an idea? Spirit Hall is my lifelong belief and pursuit. How could I want to destroy it?"

(End of this chapter)