Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Zhang Lexuan followed Elder Zhuang into the room and saw Mu En lying on the bed, looking weak and listless.

He looked like an old man whose life was nearing its end.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking to herself: I never thought that the legendary Dragon God Douluo, who once dominated the world, would have such a miserable day!
"Elder Zhuang, what's wrong with Elder Mu...?" Zhang Lexuan covered her mouth, her voice filled with disbelief, yet unable to hide her concern.

Seeing this, Elder Zhuang was even more satisfied with Zhang Lexuan, the senior sister of the inner courtyard—her composure and thoughtfulness far surpassed Yan Shaozhe and Xuanzi, and she was even more like Elder Mu's great-great-granddaughter than Beibei.

Just as he was about to explain, Mu En slowly opened his eyes, his voice weak: "It's Le Xuan who's here."

"Old Master Mu! What happened to you?" Zhang Lexuan hurriedly walked to Mu En's bedside, gently took his hand, and asked with a worried expression, "Are you alright?"

"I'm afraid... I don't have much time left... cough cough..." Mu En answered with difficulty, but before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but cough violently. Each cough felt like it was going to spit out his internal organs, making him tremble all over, as if his body was about to completely collapse at any moment.

What drove the old man to despair most was not his own critically injured body, but the series of "blows" he suffered after waking up: his traitorous disciple disobeyed his orders and attempted to seize the position of Sea God Pavilion Master; his own great-grandson was willing to exchange his precious Dragon Pill for someone with a useless Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul—these things almost made him breathe his last.

Seeing this, Old Zhuang hurriedly stepped forward and carefully helped Mu En sit up, letting him lean against the headboard. He gently patted Mu En's back to help him catch his breath and whispered words of comfort.

Mu En gasped for breath for a while, and with Zhuang Lao's help, his breathing gradually calmed down, and his complexion improved slightly.

Zhang Lexuan, who was watching Mu En's appearance, had a fleeting thought of killing the old man, but she suppressed it and maintained her silence.

The heartbroken expression on her face was so realistic that Moon was completely unaware of the strangeness in her heart.

As Mu En gazed at Zhang Lexuan, whose face was full of concern and whose expression was sorrowful, a strong sense of relief welled up in his heart—fortunately, there was still such a child in the academy who was willing to listen to him and genuinely cared about the academy; otherwise, he would have felt that his whole life had been a waste of time and energy.

"Le Xuan, listen to me!" Mu En didn't waste any more time and cut straight to the point. "Xuan Zi and my good brother Long Xiaoyao are planning to recommend Shao Zhe to take over as the new Sea God Pavilion Master!"

"What?" Zhang Lexuan's expression instantly turned to shock, and she subconsciously asked, "Elder Mu, shouldn't the successor of the Sea God Pavilion Master be Mo Yan? Wasn't it all decided before?"

"This is also something I wanted to tell you." Mu En looked increasingly exhausted. He himself hadn't expected that a serious injury would trigger so many chain reactions, throwing the entire academy into chaos. He gripped Zhang Lexuan's hand tightly, his tone solemn.

When he suddenly grabbed her hand, Zhang Lexuan wanted to pull it back for a moment, but she quickly held back—if you're going to put on an act, you have to go all the way and not give yourself away at this moment.

"Le Xuan, I will help you secure your position as the Vice Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion. When you get back, explain things to Mo Yan properly and don't let her throw a tantrum. Tell her that after this Soul Master Competition ends, if she wants to take back the position of Sea God Pavilion Master, let her try. I'll be dead by then."

The reason Mu En didn't dare to talk to Mo Yan alone was because he was afraid that Mo Yan was too impatient and would go to complain to her family without saying a word.

If that happens, Shrek Academy is likely to have a falling out with that family, or even go to war, and then they won't be able to participate in this year's Soul Master Competition.

How will the world view Shrek Academy? Moon never wants to experience the humiliating situation of the last competition again.

For the glory of Shrek Academy, Moon has already sacrificed far too much in his life. He really doesn't want to ruin the academy completely because of Yan Shaozhe and Bei Bei, that pair of "Sleeping Dragon and Phoenix Chicks"!
After hearing Mu En's words, Zhang Lexuan simply nodded silently, but inwardly she was already sneering.

If Mo Yan knew, he'd probably be overjoyed.

With Yan Shaozhe and Bei Bei, that "Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix" duo, causing trouble ahead, Mo Yan didn't need to worry at all; the opportunity would naturally be presented to her.

"Le Xuan, do you know? I really felt like a complete failure just now..." Mu En's voice suddenly lowered, filled with a deep sense of defeat, as if he were complaining to Zhang Le Xuan, or as if he were talking to himself, lamenting his own uselessness, "I didn't teach my apprentice well, I didn't manage my nephew well, and I even raised my own great-great-grandson to this state..."

He paused, his gaze hardening again as he looked intently at Zhang Lexuan: "Fortunately, the academy still has you. The future of Shrek Academy and the Sea God Pavilion rests on your shoulders."

Zhang Lexuan was somewhat stunned when she heard this.

She could understand the "Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix" that Mu En mentioned earlier, but why did he suddenly bring up Bei Bei, this "simp"? She immediately became interested and asked curiously, "Old Mu, you just mentioned Bei Bei, what happened to him?"

Looking at Zhang Lexuan, who was still concerned about Beibei, Mu En sighed inwardly, "Lexuan is indeed a good child. Even at a time like this, she's still thinking about Beibei. On the other hand, my great-grandson is simply a scoundrel!"

“Beibei, that child…” Mu En’s anger rose as soon as Beibei was mentioned. He suppressed his anger and told Zhang Lexuan everything about Beibei’s plan to exchange the Dragon Pill for Tang Ya.

After saying that, he was trembling with anger and gritted his teeth, saying, "I really regret it! I should have just strangled him back then, so I wouldn't have gotten myself into so much trouble now! Luckily, Le Xuan, you didn't end up with that bastard. I'm so glad you didn't."

Otherwise, I would truly be letting you down!

At this moment, Zhang Lexuan's expression had long since changed from "sadness" to "astonishment," and she could no longer use "sadness" to disguise herself.

Beibei's behavior was outrageous; she actually wanted to exchange the Dragon Pill for Tang Ya, which was beyond her imagination.

"It's hard to hold back" was her only thought at that moment.

Seeing Zhang Lexuan's bewildered expression, Mu En couldn't help but sigh, his tone full of helplessness: "Sigh~ Lexuan, do you think I shouldn't have sent you to the Tang Sect back then? If I hadn't sent you, would all these troublesome things have been avoided?"

Zhang Lexuan really wanted to tell him: Even if he didn't go to Tangmen, Beibei would still be set up.

She had heard from Acheng that Beibei had been targeted by a deity from the very beginning, and that deity was none other than Tang San, the Sea God whom Shrek Academy had always worshipped.

But she would never say these words aloud.

She simply replied vaguely, "Perhaps."

Mu En knew that there was no point in continuing to discuss this "what if" topic, so he immediately changed the subject and reminded her again, "Le Xuan, I'm leaving Mo Yan in your care."

“I understand, Mr. Mu, please rest assured.” Zhang Lexuan nodded solemnly.

"Good child, then you should go and rest. Don't stay here with this old man." Mu En waved his hand, his tone carrying a hint of weary gentleness.

"Mm." Zhang Lexuan responded, gently released Mu En's hand, and slowly walked out of the room.

Watching Zhang Lexuan's figure disappear through the door, Old Zhuang finally spoke up, saying, "Old Mu, Lexuan is such a good child, much more sensible than Beibei."

"Yes..." Old Mu nodded, his voice filled with both relief and a hint of undisguised helplessness, "I so wish Beibei could be more sensible, but how come he just... sigh..."

At this moment, Zhang Lexuan, who had just walked out of the ward, had completely lost the "sad" expression on her face, and did not regain her usual kind smile. Instead, she looked cold.

In her view, Moon's current predicament is entirely his own fault.

He's been calculating every step of his life; the idea that he "shouldn't have been sent to the Tang Clan" is nothing but self-deception. Even if he could go back in time, Mu En would still choose to send someone to the Tang Clan, only perhaps a different person.

"It's so hypocritical it's disgusting," Zhang Lexuan muttered under her breath, and quickly returned to her dormitory.

Instead of starting to meditate immediately as usual, she went straight to the sink, turned on the tap, and frantically scrubbed her hands.

...(End of chapter)