We'll Talk About Fusion Later (Third Update—Please Keep Reading)

We'll Talk About Fusion Later... (Third Update—Please Keep Reading)

After hearing Wang Dong's words, Huo Yuhao merely said flatly, "A Martial Soul Fusion Skill can only appear when both parties have an extremely high degree of compatibility."

"Once two Martial Souls have a high degree of compatibility, both people will sense something when they meet. Do you think you've ever felt that way after living with me for three months?"

Huo Yuhao only questioned Wang Dong, without mentioning his own feelings.

Under Huo Yuhao's fixed gaze, Wang Dong suddenly grew a little nervous.

"Then... what about you? Have you felt that way?"

"Me? No."

Clearly, Wang Dong's mood fell somewhat.

Without needing Wang Dong to answer, Huo Yuhao already knew the answer.

Just like in his previous life, Wang Dong must have felt a sense of closeness the first time she accepted his Spiritual Detection Sharing.

If not for the passive protection of the Eye of Eternity, Tang San would likely have begun setting his scheme in motion back then.

Tang San's Divine Sense was within Wang Dong's Spiritual Sea, but once it left her Spiritual Sea, there was little power it could wield.

To that amount of power, the Eye of Eternity's protection was effortlessly sufficient.

However, to eradicate Tang San's Divine Sense completely, he would still have to enter deep into Wang Dong's Spiritual Sea. The current Huo Yuhao was not yet capable of that.

"Actually..." As if she had made up her mind, Wang Dong raised her head. "Although you can't sense my aura..."

"When you first gave me Spiritual Detection Sharing, I already felt that your aura was very close to mine."

"However, the reason my aura doesn't leak out is because it's restrained by another power within me."

"Only... only when our bodies are pressed together can you truly sense my aura. So... should we try it?"

Wang Dong spoke almost in a mumble.

"Is that what you want?" To Wang Dong's surprise, Huo Yuhao responded with a question.

"Mm. I mean, what if we really do have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?" Seeing Huo Yuhao's faintly amused expression, Wang Dong suddenly became a little irritated.

"Y-you... what kind of attitude is that?"

Huo Yuhao said, "My Martial Soul is the Body Martial Soul, Spirit Eyes. Your Martial Soul is the Beast Martial Soul, Light Goddess Butterfly. What compatibility could there possibly be between them?"

"I..." Wang Dong had clearly not considered that. "But could my feelings have been wrong?"

"What you see may not be real, and what you feel may not necessarily be true either. There is another circumstance in which a Martial Soul Fusion Skill can form," Huo Yuhao explained.

"When two people share an extremely intimate relationship, they may develop a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

"Aren't we intimate enough already?" The moment those words left her mouth, Wang Dong's face reddened.

"You jerk, I'm not talking to you anymore. Hmph!"

Wang Dong turned her head away, but her mind was a complete mess.

What exactly was Huo Yuhao thinking? And how did he see her?

Wang Dong felt that she was fairly normal when dealing with other people, but whenever the other person was Huo Yuhao, she immediately became unable to think.

Still, after this fuss, she temporarily gave up on the idea of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

That was right. Without an extremely intimate relationship or blood ties, why would they be able to have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?

If they could form a Martial Soul Fusion Skill just like that, wouldn't any two people pulled off the street be able to create one?

That wasn't realistic.

Yet as she thought that, Wang Dong felt somewhat discouraged.

What relationship could they have now besides classmates, attendant and master, or subordinate and superior?

Huo Yuhao had long since exposed her identity as a girl disguised as a boy, yet he had said nothing about it and allowed her to keep hiding it. What was he thinking?

Could it be that he had no interest in her?

The troubles of youth always came quickly, yet when they left, they were like camellias reaching through a fence, teasing at a traveler's footsteps.

Wang Dong felt that she was becoming too anxious about gains and losses.

But she could not stop herself from having such thoughts. She could only continue relying on him, even becoming attached to him.

In any case, they could talk about Martial Soul Fusion later.

With that thought, Wang Dong gradually felt her eyelids grow heavy.

She had expended quite a bit of effort today, and after returning, she had not rested properly. Before long, she slumped to one side and fell asleep.

Sea God Lake, Lake Heart Island, by the shore.

Wang Yan stood quietly there, his expression incomparably respectful.

Not far in front of him, an elderly man with wildly disheveled hair and an utterly miserable appearance sat leisurely on the ground.

He wore what should have been a white robe, though it had already turned grayish-brown, with tears visible everywhere.

His bare feet were immersed in the waters of Sea God Lake, while his right hand held an enormous gourd.

The gourd was purplish-red, and it was impossible to tell what material it was made of. From time to time, the old man raised it to take a drink, releasing an intensely rich aroma of wine.

In his other hand, the old man held a roasted chicken. Without any concern for the grease, he took bites of meat between swigs of wine.

He looked thoroughly content, as though there was not the slightest pressure upon him, completely at ease.

"Elder Xuan, although these students are still young and are new students, their potential is already evident. They are absolutely worthy of our attention."

There was some urgency in Wang Yan's voice. He had even used a word like "absolutely."

The slovenly old man known as Elder Xuan swallowed a mouthful of chicken and turned his head.

Though his appearance was incredibly aged, his crimson eyes were exceptionally bright, carrying a soul-stirring, spirit-seizing quality.

Yet his scattered, somewhat vacant gaze made him seem as though he had not been listening seriously to Wang Yan at all.

"A Body Martial Soul has appeared? That's somewhat interesting." Elder Xuan muttered to himself.

As if remembering something, Wang Yan asked again, "By the way, Elder Xuan, does a hair Martial Soul count as a Body Martial Soul?"

By then, Elder Xuan had resumed eating and drinking heartily. He replied as he ate, "It barely qualifies."

"Then the sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo should also be worth your attention. Moreover, they possess a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, so their future potential should be considerable."

However, upon hearing Wang Yan's words, Elder Xuan shook his head and said with a dissatisfied expression, "Hair? No. You claim to study theory, so how can your understanding of Body Martial Souls be this poor?"

"Ah?" Wang Yan's expression turned somewhat bitter.

"Elder Xuan, you know me. There's extremely little information about Body Martial Souls, and the Body Sect has always remained secluded from the world. I truly have no subjects to research!"

"Then I'll teach you the simplest method." Elder Xuan rose to his feet.

"To distinguish the strength of a Body Martial Soul, look at how important that Body Martial Soul is to the body."