Associate Professor Wu’s Intervention and a Master’s Legacy

Principal Dugu, upon hearing my words, immediately rose. He began rolling up his shirt sleeves, murmuring, “This is for the best. After all, it concerns the successor of Dongfang Bubai, a matter that could easily turn deadly.”

“It seems I have no choice but to conduct the inspection myself to be absolutely certain!”

As he spoke, he continued rolling his sleeves, advancing towards me. His gaze fixed upon my lower body—more precisely, the unbuckled waistband of my jeans, which I hadn’t had time to fasten.

Having been coerced by Associate Professor Wu’s intimidating gaze just moments earlier to remove my pants during the previous examination, I instantly understood his intentions. The moment my eyes met his bright, piercing stare, I knew exactly what the old man was planning!

‘This… this old pervert!’

Though I had only recently become a girl, a deep sense of dread welled within me, prompting me to instinctively take a step back.

Yet, how could I, stripped of my internal energy and martial arts, possibly escape Principal Dugu’s formidable aura and skill? Before I could even stir, his presence locked down all avenues of retreat. My feet became rooted to the spot, while his lewd words echoed in my mind: “Little sister, don’t be afraid. Uncle will help you with your examination~”

However, in that crucial moment, as Principal Dugu, with a solemn expression, prepared to commit his shameless act, a sudden torrent of ink splattered across the floor.

A wave of rich ink fragrance filled the air, followed by a dark shadow that abruptly struck Principal Dugu from behind. With a dull thud, he was knocked to the ground, his eyes rolling back into his head.

“You old lecher! You really will take any opportunity, won’t you?”

Associate Professor Wu appeared behind Principal Dugu, hands on her hips, brandishing the inkstone from the office desk. She glared menacingly at the still twitching old man on the floor, launching into a furious tirade.

Fortunately, Principal Dugu’s divine martial arts had reached an unparalleled peak. Had he not possessed such formidable internal energy to protect himself, Associate Professor Wu’s strike might very well have ended his life.

Witnessing her unparalleled ferocity, both I, who had just been dreading a “physical examination,” and the timid little assistant beside me, were utterly stunned. This incident revealed a profound truth: Associate Professor Wu, in every sense, was far more formidable and difficult to provoke than even Principal Dugu, the foremost martial artist and supreme figure of the martial world.

Subsequently, the intimidating Associate Professor Wu turned her attention to me. With a benevolent smile, she gently inquired, “Little girl, what exactly happened between you and your Master? Could you please tell Grandma all the details?”

Upon hearing her words, I nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at rice. Principal Dugu’s gruesome example was still sprawled on the floor, a stark warning. I certainly had no desire to follow in his footsteps!

I proceeded to recount every detail of what had transpired in that cramped mountain cave during the holidays to Associate Professor Wu. She listened in silence, only murmuring, “Why did he have to go to such lengths?” when I described Master sealing the cave with his internal energy, trapping himself in a desperate situation.

I paused, a hint of surprise in my expression. She offered a bitter smile, shaking her head as she said, “Little girl, please continue. Don’t mind this old woman’s interruption.”

Noticing the strange, seemingly sorrowful look on her face, I felt a secret apprehension. I couldn’t fathom what thoughts occupied the mind of this esteemed, world-renowned old woman, now in her twilight years. I longed to ask, but the circumstances, coupled with a slight fear of her ruthless nature, held me back. Thus, I simply continued narrating the past events.

When I finally finished recounting everything from beginning to end, letting out a soft breath, I saw Associate Professor Wu staring blankly at the ground. Her eyes, framed by a network of wrinkles, seemed to glisten with a faint sheen of tears, which only deepened my surprise.

Before I could retract my gaze, the perceptive and renowned physician had already noticed. Our eyes met for a fleeting moment before I quickly lowered my head, my heart pounding with dread, cold sweat trickling down my back. One thought replayed endlessly in my mind:

‘This is bad. Associate Professor Wu knows I saw her with tears in her eyes. Is she going to silence me?’

Just as my heart thrummed with anxiety, I heard her release a soft, drawn-out sigh, imbued with endless sorrow. Then, she spoke to me gently, “Child, please excuse this old woman. Grandma is fine; I was merely… mourning an old friend. Your Master, he and I were classmates decades ago. To think, after all these years, he now lies in eternal rest, without even a mound of earth or a tombstone to mark his passing…”

A wave of sorrow washed over me too. My eyes welled up as I bit my lip, saying, “Master… all of this happened because of me… I’m sorry…”

For a long moment, she offered no reply. Unable to bear the silence, I looked up at her, only to find her lost in thought. When she noticed my gaze again, she gave me a slightly awkward smile. After another pause, she slowly shook her head.

“Child, you mustn’t blame yourself. This was the path he chose, not for others, or rather, mostly for himself. He was always such a person… Alas… You, what you just told Grandma, were those all the words he spoke to you before… before he left? Did he mention… um… have you told Grandma everything?”

Her hesitant, faltering tone suggested a hidden secret, though I couldn’t guess its nature. I could only nod truthfully, replying, “I’ve told you everything…”

“Alas…” She seemed to have anticipated my answer, letting out a soft, lingering sigh. Before her sigh fully faded, she continued gently, “Since you are your Master’s sole successor and bear his name, if you ever encounter difficulties, illnesses, or injuries in the future, just come to Grandma. I assure you, you won’t suffer any disadvantage! Alas… since Dongfang transferred eighty percent of his internal energy to you, forcibly transforming you into a girl, Grandma still needs to carefully consider if there are any unforeseen complications.”

Having said this, she abruptly turned and delivered a sudden kick to Principal Dugu, who remained sprawled on the floor.

“Old Man Dugu, stop playing dead! This old woman knows your true capabilities perfectly well. A mere blow like that is nothing to an old coot like you. Get up! You brought this girl here precisely for this matter, didn’t you?” she snapped, glowering at Principal Dugu.

The “unconscious” Principal Dugu immediately scrambled to his feet, a bitter smile on his face. “Indeed, nothing escapes the notice of Divine Physician Wu!” he conceded.

“Enough chatter!” Associate Professor Wu declared fiercely. “Since she is Dongfang’s successor, this old woman won’t ignore her. You, too, must keep a close eye on her! Do you understand?”

“I naturally understand…” Principal Dugu replied, his smile as bitter as a gourd.