Fusion Material Ye Qingchen

Fusion Material Ye Qingchen

Wang Dong's fusion with the Golden Mang Arm Bone went far more smoothly than expected. It took less than three hours. When the final wisp of golden-red light fully merged into his left arm, the fusion process came to an end. The left arm bone's color dimmed, and it floated quietly in the air.

In Ye Qingchen's words, "A Soul Bone's enhancement is merely another stage of shackles. I only need to borrow its abilities; there's no need to lower my own upper limit."

Ye Qingchen had left the Azure Wave Realm and gone the entire night without sleep. His thoughts were a mess. Unable to focus because of the Ice Empress, he had remained lost and confused all night.

"Phew—" Letting out a long breath, Wang Dong slowly opened his eyes. A flash of golden-red light flickered through their depths before vanishing.

"How does it feel?" Ye Qingchen asked.

Wang Dong nodded forcefully at him. "It worked. Golden Mang, an auxiliary skill. I can attach it to any of my skills. It should enhance the destructive power of my light attribute."

The next two days were undoubtedly tense and busy for Ye Qingchen. Since he had no need to cultivate, he poured all his energy into making Soul Tools.

To speed up the process, Fan Yu even temporarily stopped instructing the others and patiently helped Ye Qingchen complete that Soul Tool. No one knew what form the Core Disciple Selection Tournament would take, but for every core disciple, this was a hurdle they could not avoid.

"Ding-ding-ding—" The dismissal bell rang, bringing the day's classes to an end.

Wang Yan sorted through his lesson plans and said, "All core disciples, stay behind. Come with me to the Soul Duel Zone shortly."

There were an exceptionally large number of core disciples in Ye Qingchen's year, more than in any previous year. Even the third and fourth years combined had fewer than them.

The group marched toward the Soul Duel Arena, soon arriving there. Besides them, core disciples from other grades were also present. Looking into the distance, they could even see Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and Jiang Nannan appearing one after another. All three were fifth-year core disciples. The most eye-catching were still Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi, that pair of shameless best buddies...

Of course, the fifth years had more than just three core disciples. However, only those three had yet to reach their fifteenth birthdays. Without question, aside from Ye Qingchen, that cheat, they were the strongest among all the Outer Courtyard's core disciples.

"Ye-dage, over here..." Huo Yuhao waved to Ye Qingchen. At his call, the second-year core disciples all turned to look in Ye Qingchen's direction.

Everyone knew that there were two people in the Outer Courtyard who could not be provoked. The first was Ye Qingchen, known as the ceiling of combat power. The second was Huo Yuhao—not because Huo Yuhao's strength was as monstrous as Ye Qingchen's.

Whenever Huo Yuhao accepted someone's challenge, Ye Qingchen would definitely invite that person to take a walk around the Soul Duel Arena with him a day in advance. Because of this, no one had dared touch the class monitor position to this day. The previous contender was still lying in the infirmary wrapped in bandages after several days...

Just then, a swaying figure slowly approached from afar. Judging by the way he staggered with every few steps, he looked as though he might fall at any moment.

Everyone else looked confused upon seeing him. Wasn't this old man Elder Xuan? Though most of his face was hidden beneath his messy hair, the distinctive sight of a wine gourd in his left hand and a chicken leg in his right immediately revealed his identity.

Elder Xuan wobbled over to the students, raised his bleary eyes, and said, "Little Wang."

"Elder Xuan." Wang Yan hurried forward and bowed respectfully.

"Is everyone here?" Elder Xuan asked.

Wang Yan replied, "Everyone is present. There are twenty-six Martial Soul Department Core Disciples from the second through fifth years. Only two people came from the Soul Tool Department."

"Mhm. Then let's go in." As he spoke, Elder Xuan swayed around and walked into the Soul Duel Zone.

The Soul Duel Zone was unchanged, but there seemed to be no teachers here today, nor were there any students engaging in soul duels.

Elder Xuan did not stop until he reached the center of the Soul Duel Zone. Under the teachers' guidance, the core disciples also took their positions.

Elder Xuan said, "Listen up, little brats. The content of the core disciple assessment you're about to undergo is simple. I call it a group free-for-all. Within this Soul Duel Zone, attack however you like. Fight however you want. There are no rules. Anyone who surrenders or gets rescued will be eliminated. The final eight remaining will be the winners. Once I say start, you can begin fighting."

The scene that followed was incomparably familiar. Elder Xuan spoke in the next instant. The group immediately descended into chaos. A free-for-all—how were they supposed to fight? As for why eight people had been chosen, Ye Qingchen already had a clear answer. The world only knew that Shrek had seven monsters, but the first generation of the Shrek Seven Monsters had included more than seven people...

"Yuhao, Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, come here!" Ye Qingchen beckoned to the three youngsters, then nodded to He Caitou beside him. In an instant, densely packed Soul Tool cannon barrels rapidly assembled across He Caitou's body.

"Senior Bei Bei, come over too!" Huo Yuhao called.

While everyone else was still choosing their respective factions, Ye Qingchen had already gathered his group together.

Looking at the people gathering around Ye Qingchen, someone said, "Don't let the seniors join up!" Instantly, Ye Qingchen and the others became the common target.

"Who said that? We'll eliminate her first later." Ye Qingchen looked at the speaker. She was a fourth-year, three-ring Power Attack System Battle Soul Venerable.

With those words, everyone immediately made their choice. They had to eliminate the greatest threat, or they would have no chance at all.

"Brother He, aim at the one who just spoke. Hit her hard!"

"Scatter!"

"Run! Don't let them hit you, or you'll be eliminated!"

The already loose alliance instantly collapsed. That unlucky girl who had spoken was immediately blasted out by He Caitou. If Elder Xuan had not intervened, she would have been bombarded until not even scraps remained. What had been an eight-versus-twenty situation saw five people carried away after a single exchange.

After the first round of firepower suppression ended, no one dared rush forward recklessly. The moment they charged in, they would inevitably face He Caitou's dense barrage of Soul Tool rays.

A faint golden glow lit up in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and Spirit Detection Sharing instantly covered everyone on Ye Qingchen's side.

Xu Sanshi's expression turned strange as well. "Isn't this like opening a heavenly eye?"

Bei Bei took the lead and charged into the crowd. Two Power Attack System Soul Masters came to meet him.

Facing their attacks, Bei Bei showed no fear. With a loud shout, lightning surged forth, covering not only the two of them but also the other four Soul Masters behind them.

At the same time, the sound of a flute quietly rang out. A full-area slowing effect descended upon every core disciple outside their team.

Jiang Nannan silently leaped into the air. She was simply too fast—even her own allies could not see her clearly. With Huo Yuhao's Spirit Detection Sharing, her timing could only be described as perfect. The moment one of the two Soul Masters was sent flying sideways, Jiang Nannan's legs clamped around his neck. Waist Bow activated, directly flinging him away.

Xu Sanshi made his move at this moment as well. The enormous Mystic Tortoise Shield suddenly expanded, directly blocking the skills of two Agility Attack System Battle Soul Masters and one control-system Soul Master coming from the side.

That single block exposed the Power Attack System Battle Soul Venerable with the spear martial soul. Before Bei Bei's Thunder Dragon Claw, this Battle Soul Venerable lasted only three seconds.

Naturally, the Soul Masters closing in from behind would not stand idly by. Among them, Dai Huabin's temporary team charged the fiercest.

Ning Tian's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda once again displayed its powerful support effects. With her support, Dai Huabin, Xie Huanyue, Wu Feng, and Zhu Lu all rose by another level in strength.

The four charged forward at the same time, with Dai Huabin and Xie Huanyue in front and Wu Feng and Zhu Lu on either side, like an arrow aimed directly at the people in the rear.

"Wang Dong, Xiaoxiao, Caitou-dage, hold them off. I've thought of something fun," Ye Qingchen said.

After receiving clear instructions, the three unleashed their attacks to hold the others back, while Ye Qingchen moved to Huo Yuhao's side.

"Ye-dage," Huo Yuhao said.

"Yuhao, release your martial soul and feel my power."

Ye Qingchen took Huo Yuhao's hand and released his own aura. Gods were gods because they could coordinate with anyone. Ye Qingchen, who wielded all manner of elements, could serve as an advanced fusion medium, unleashing a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

A massive vertical eye silently lit up at the far end of the neatly lined formation. The instant Ye Qingchen's figure merged into that vertical eye, it burst forth.

Blue, gray, and silver light mixed together into streams of thread that erupted from the enormous vertical pupil. A bizarre scene followed: wherever those threads passed, all twelve Core Disciples were instantly caught. The threads bound everyone's hands and feet, rendering them unable to move.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Word Spirit Manipulation!"

They had been struck in an instant, and these Core Disciples had not even reached four rings at their highest cultivation. Twelve puppets stood frozen at once. Among them, the weaker Lan Susu, Lan Luoluo, and Huang Chutian were already in danger.

Xuan Zi, his face filled with shock, descended from the sky. His right hand flicked repeatedly, and beams of white light enveloped each student. Everyone illuminated by the white light went limp and collapsed to the ground.

Those at the three-ring level were in somewhat better condition. They were merely in a miserable state, their clothes corroded by the threads and their Soul Power absorbed by the threads of Word Spirit Manipulation.

On the other side, Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and Jiang Nannan, the three Soul Ancestors, had also dealt with their six opponents. Only the eight of them remained in the Soul Duel Arena.

No one had expected the test to end in such a manner. The attack from Huo Yuhao and Ye Qingchen had actually played the decisive role.

Given Xuan Zi's cultivation, he did not need to inspect them to sense every student's condition. Since no one had suffered serious injuries, he was relieved. At the same time, he beckoned toward the edge of the arena, and Wang Yan, Mu Jin, and several other teachers hurried over.

The teachers had all witnessed the battle just now. When they looked at Huo Yuhao and Ye Qingchen again, they felt as though they were looking at monsters.

"Those eliminated, go back. You seven, stay behind." Xuan Zi took a bite of his chicken leg, his gaze fixed intently on Huo Yuhao and Ye Qingchen.

With the teachers' assistance, the unconscious students gradually awoke. Many wore dissatisfied expressions. Most of them had been judged defeated before they could even display their strength. Although they had heard Xuan Zi's words, none of them left.

Xuan Zi took a swig of wine and did not bother with any nonsense. He simply tossed them a crystal ball and told them to review the details of the battle themselves.

After they finished watching the recording inside the crystal ball Xuan Zi had thrown them, Xuan Zi gave them an unforgettable lesson. Just when they thought it was over, Xuan Zi spoke up and kept Ye Qingchen behind.

"I'm very surprised by your performance, but I want to know who exactly commanded this match. The objective of the eight of you was clear from beginning to end, and everyone was able to play their greatest role. I don't think only one person was responsible for it." Xuan Zi looked at Ye Qingchen, several guesses already forming in his mind.

Ye Qingchen said, "Everyone has their own strengths. Bei Bei focuses on close-range attacks, Xu Sanshi on defense, Jiang Nannan provides support from the flanks, Xiaoxiao and He Caitou keep the enemy occupied, Huo Yuhao is responsible for group control, and I look for openings and fill the gaps."

"Perfect coordination. That final skill you used with Huo Yuhao—I want to know about it," Xuan Zi asked after some thought.

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill," Ye Qingchen said.

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill requires two people to be of one mind before it can be unleashed, but I didn't sense that from what I saw today."

"Perhaps it's because of my special nature. I can form a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with anyone, with a fusion rate of one hundred percent. Every time I use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, my ability purifies the other person's martial soul. If their martial soul belongs to the nature element type, I can even directly help them reach the ultimate level," Ye Qingchen said.

"Unheard of, yet I have no choice but to believe it. You really are a monster." After saying that, Xuan Zi left, leaving Ye Qingchen standing there in bewilderment.

(End of Chapter)