Zhu Wuneng repeatedly checked the scale on the sphere, his voice rising. "12.5?!"
Gao Cuilan could not help crying out as well, covering her mouth.
Zhu Wuneng's value—his Innate Soul Power had exceeded Level 10? And it could still increase?
Chen Xiaojun's expression was calm. He nodded. "That's right. Over the past month or so, your Innate Soul Power has risen by 0.2 levels, while Cuilan's has risen by 0.5 levels. This increase has already surpassed both the gain brought by Cuilan's martial soul quality advancement and the limit of the slight natural growth of your martial soul."
Zhu Wuneng asked urgently, "Young Master, then what's going on? Did we just get insanely lucky?"
There was both delight and a hint of unease on his face.
Chen Xiaojun said in a low voice, "Do you still remember? Back then, in the Cultivation Room of Chang'an Duke Residence, that mysterious and Great Existence descended. The finger of Its illusory figure bestowed a golden orb of light upon your Fusion Skill, 'True Lord Tian Peng,' and afterward True Lord Tian Peng absorbed it into his body."
Zhu Wuneng immediately nodded like a pecking chicken. "I remember, I remember! It's engraved in my bones! That time, Cuilan and I couldn't control ourselves at all. Our martial souls automatically fused into Marshal Canopy. As soon as that light orb was absorbed, the two of us felt something surge in, but we couldn't sense it clearly, and then we passed out on the spot."
Gao Cuilan also nodded hard. That day's experience had been far too strange and shocking; it would be difficult to forget even if she wanted to.
Chen Xiaojun pointed at the Soul Testing Ball. "From the looks of it now, how could something bestowed by that mysterious Great Existence possibly have