Fusion Successful

"Come on, release your Martial Souls. Let's give it a try." Gu Yuena took An Ping's hand, Seven-colored Light blooming around her.

The Seven-colored Light circled the Sky of Truth like a ribbon. An Ping instinctively channeled Magic Power into the Sky of Truth, causing it to emit a halo. The moment the Seven-colored Light came into contact with the halo, it was absorbed, forming ring after ring of seven-colored ripples that pulsed continuously around Gu Yuena and An Ping.

The Seven-colored Light surrounding them grew brighter and brighter, soon illuminating the entire Training Ground. Their auras grew increasingly powerful before drawing toward each other and merging.

With such a huge commotion, the people present naturally could not remain unaware. Everyone looked toward the two of them, while Tang Wulin and Xie Xie, who had been taking their written exam, also stopped.

"They have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? How is that possible?" Tang Wulin muttered.

Wu Changkong said, "Nothing is impossible. Although Martial Soul Fusion Skills are indeed extremely rare, both of their Martial Souls are elemental in nature. It is still reasonable for them to be able to use one."

Tang Wulin had always felt a sense of familiarity from Gu Yuena. When he learned that Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, he had also wondered whether he and Gu Yuena might have one as well.

Old Tang had told him that this sense of familiarity was very likely a sign of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, and one with an exceptionally high compatibility at that. Setting aside the immense power granted by a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, cultivating together could also promote each other's growth. But given Gu Yuena's attitude toward him, he did not know how to ask.

Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi watched the two figures surrounded by Seven-colored Light, and the sense of loss in their hearts intensified. After all, their own Martial Soul Fusion had just failed.

Xie Xie wore an amazed expression. "They're already so powerful. I wonder just how strong their Martial Soul Fusion Skill can become."

Wu Changkong said, "The strength of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill mainly depends on compatibility. The higher the compatibility, the greater the power it can unleash."

As the fusion of their auras finished, the Seven-colored Light suddenly contracted. An incomparably beautiful young woman who looked seventeen or eighteen appeared where they had been standing. Her loose silver hair fell all the way to her ankles, and faint seven-colored halos flickered in her violet eyes.

The Sky of Truth floated above her raised left hand, a faint white halo flowing across it, while she held a silver-white Staff in her right hand. Looking at the young woman before them, everyone had only one thought: She was beautiful.

"Did it work?" An Ping muttered. His voice was clear and pleasant, and he was startled as he hurriedly lowered his head to inspect his body.

"Idiot, what are you looking at?"

Gu Yuena's embarrassed, angry voice sounded in his mind. An Ping quickly stopped moving and asked again, "So, did we succeed?"

"Of course we succeeded. Otherwise, why do you think we turned into this? Want to test how powerful it is?" Gu Yuena said irritably.

"How do we test it? I don't feel anything at all." An Ping shook his head.

Gu Yuena said, "You don't feel anything? That's impossible. Try channeling your Soul Power."

At her words, An Ping tried to channel the Soul Power within his body into the Staff in his hand and the Sky of Truth, but nothing happened. He then tried using Magic Power instead. An Ping could feel that his Magic Power had increased enormously. The boost was not only in quantity; its circulation speed was also countless times faster than before. Spells that might previously have taken several seconds to prepare could now be cast instantly.

After An Ping explained his current state to Gu Yuena, she said thoughtfully, "I can sense that our Martial Soul Fusion Skill has two forms. This one is the form with you as the primary controller. It seems that when you take the lead, it functions as a boost. But the Spiritual Power consumption is a little too high. We'll have to try the form with me as the primary controller next time."

The moment Gu Yuena finished speaking, light flashed, and they were forced out of the fusion state. The two reappeared in their original spot with pale faces, supporting each other. This was a side effect of excessive Spiritual Power consumption.

Wu Changkong walked over, an unreadable light flickering in his eyes. "I didn't expect the two of you to have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill as well. Can you tell me what it does?"

An Ping replied weakly, "It seems to enhance perception and Soul Power circulation in various ways. Since the Spiritual Power consumption was too great, we haven't conducted any specific tests yet."

Wu Changkong nodded. "There is no rush. You can discuss it when there is time later. Since you possess a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, you must practice it more in the future. Only then can it become a means of confronting enemies."

Seeing how mentally exhausted the two were, it was naturally impossible to continue practical combat training. Moreover, Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi were still immersed in the grief of their failed Martial Soul Fusion. Wu Changkong directly dismissed class and told them to return and rest.

That night, An Ping lay in bed recalling what had happened during the day. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He could not calm down enough to cultivate either, so he went up to the Rooftop alone.

Sitting at the edge of the Rooftop, he looked up at the stars in the sky. An Ping felt somewhat lost. Because of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill between himself and Gu Yuena, he did not know what their future might become.

Gu Yuena's voice came from behind him. "What are you doing on the Rooftop by yourself?"

An Ping gently shook his head. "Nothing. I couldn't sleep, so I came out to get some air. Why are you here?"

"Through this Martial Soul Fusion, I could feel that you're confused and at a loss about the future." Gu Yuena walked over and sat beside An Ping. "Sometimes, I'm like that too. I even wonder what the meaning of being alive is. But leave future matters for your future self to decide. If you think too much, be careful you don't grow old before your time."

An Ping's tone turned somewhat strange. "So you were worried that I might do something foolish and came to comfort me?"

"Who's comforting you? Can't I be unable to sleep too?" Gu Yuena said haughtily.

An Ping suddenly felt that, setting aside matters of identity, Gu Yuena was actually quite cute. He could not help laughing.

Gu Yuena tilted her head toward An Ping. "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. I just think you're pretty cute," An Ping said with a smile.

Gu Yuena lightly pushed An Ping. "Hey, hey, I came to comfort you out of kindness, not so you could tease me, okay?"

"You're right. No matter how much I think about the future now, it's useless. Thank you. I feel much better now. Let's go to sleep early." An Ping let out a soft breath.

"No need to thank me. We're classmates, after all. Since you're feeling better, stop sitting out here in the wind and hurry back to sleep." Seeing that An Ping was no longer so troubled, Gu Yuena stood, pulled him up, and headed toward the stairs.

The next day arrived quickly. Wu Changkong entered the classroom and said, "Come with me now. Today, I'm taking you to the second part of the Final Exam."

Xie Xie asked, "Teacher Wu, will our second exam also be held Outside the School?"

"Yes." Wu Changkong nodded.