Rou'er: I'll Give Him a Heart-Wrenching Romance

The moment that name surfaced, Yu Xiaoheng recalled the terror of that place.

A place where ultimate cold and ultimate heat converged, its energy incomparably violent.

In his current state, if he barged in recklessly, the only outcome would be being torn to pieces by those extreme forces.

Tang San had emerged unscathed by relying on the vast, unmatched vitality of his Blue Silver Bloodline, as well as the protection of numerous Tang Sect secret arts and his mastery of various Immortal Herbs.

What about himself?

Though the physical body of "Dragon Body Perfection" was strong, forcibly tempering it there would be no different from courting death.

At the very least, he needed to add another Ice Pattern to seek a balance of yin and yang. Only then would there be a sliver of hope.

But where could he find this Ice Pattern?

Yu Xiaoheng froze for a moment, then an idea flashed through his mind like lightning.

Since Liu Erlong's Fire Dragon Martial Soul could use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill to imprint a Fire Pattern onto his Sacred Dragon Martial Soul...

Then all he had to do was find a powerful ice-attribute Martial Soul and use the same method to imprint an Ice Pattern.

A force clearly emerged from the depths of his memories.

Skywater Academy.

And the pair of sisters who possessed the top-tier Martial Soul, the Ice Phoenix—Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er.

He remembered clearly that Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent, especially top-tier Martial Souls, were mostly inherited through bloodlines.

Those sisters might not have been born yet, but their ancestors surely possessed the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul as well!

The Ice Phoenix was in no way inferior in quality to Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix.

In this era, the concept of extreme attributes had yet to become widespread. Otherwise, the value of the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul would rise another level.

The line of thought worked, but new problems followed one after another.

He had no way to come into contact with Skywater Academy right now.

More importantly, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill required mutual understanding and compatible Soul Power.

He knew that the future Yu Xiaogang would even develop a "Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Skill," forcibly merging seven complete strangers.

This proved that as long as the theory was thorough enough, it was entirely feasible to use the properties of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill simply to absorb another person's attribute power.

But that required time for research, as well as one prerequisite—he needed a close relationship with the other party, close enough to undergo Martial Soul Fusion repeatedly without reservation.

What was he supposed to do?

Yu Xiaoheng's gaze deepened.

He laid out a clear path for himself.

The first step was to find a way to contact the ancestor of Skywater Academy's Shui family and obtain an Ice Pattern.

The second step was to continue performing Martial Soul Fusion with Liu Erlong, thoroughly strengthening and completing this incomplete Fire Pattern.

The third step, and also the most crucial one, was to consume an Immortal Grade medicinal herb before the bottleneck at level twenty-nine Soul Power arrived, just as the theory future Yu Xiaogang developed stated!

He remembered that beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, there was an Immortal Herb called the "Nine-grade Purple Ganoderma."

Its effect was to strengthen the foundation, cultivate the essence, and open the flow of qi and blood.

If he could obtain that Immortal Herb, then enter the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and use the twin ice and fire patterns to draw upon the spring waters to temper his body...

Then his Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul would surely undergo an earth-shattering transformation!

As Yu Xiaoheng pondered, the surrounding disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had already fallen into a frenzy.

"It worked! The Young Sect Master's First Soul Ring is at the two-thousand-year level!"

One disciple shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice cracking from excitement.

"Not just that! Look at the Young Sect Master's Martial Soul!"

Another pointed at Yu Xiaoheng's palm.

The Golden Sacred Dragon Young Body had grown a full circle larger than before. Its front claws, once mere phantoms, had now completely solidified and gleamed with a metallic luster.

The Golden Light flowing over its body had also become increasingly brilliant, and its sacred, majestic aura filled the surrounding disciples with reverence.

Yu Xiaoheng slowly withdrew his Martial Soul.

He could clearly feel that the Soul Power in his Dantian was fuller and more condensed than ever before.

This power was simply too immense, even leaving him with a faint sense of sluggishness.

He understood that what he needed most now was a hearty battle.

He had to completely digest and gain control over this explosively increased Soul Power. Otherwise, it would instead hinder his future cultivation speed.

He walked toward his father.

Yu Yuanzhen strode forward to meet him, his face openly filled with wild joy and pride.

He heavily patted Yu Xiaoheng on the shoulder, his Tiger Eyes brimming with approval.

"Good! Good! Excellent! Heng'er, you have not disappointed your father!"

The rest of the clan remained immersed in overwhelming shock and joy, their discussions rising and falling without end.

Deep within the unnoticed dense forest.

Two figures hid in the shadows, their delicate bodies trembling slightly.

All color had drained from Ah Yin's face.

"Rou'er... did you see it clearly?"

Rou'er beside her wore an equally grave expression and nodded firmly.

"I saw it clearly."

The scene from moments ago played over and over in their minds.

That young man had directed human Soul Masters to torment that atavistic Dawnlight Qilin Colt little by little in the cruelest way possible, driving it mad, exhausting all of its strength, and only then delivering the fatal blow.

Ah Yin's voice trembled faintly.

"That person... is too terrifying."

His talent and his Martial Soul were certainly alarming.

But what made these two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts truly shudder was the mentality and methods that utterly did not match his age.

Ruthless, decisive, and willing to use any means to achieve his goal.

Only one thought remained in Ah Yin's mind—run!

She had to take Rou'er away from here immediately, as far from that young man as possible!

Spirit Beasts needed to stay close to people within the human world who possessed flourishing destiny in order to cultivate. Borrowing their fortune could ensure a smooth path toward taking human form.

But she did not dare approach the one before her.

A freakishly talented Soul Master was not frightening. What was frightening was the entire clan standing behind him.

Ah Yin had already made up her mind. She would never have any connection with this person.

She turned, about to pull Rou'er away.

But then she saw that Rou'er's large, watery eyes held not the slightest fear. Instead, they glimmered with a... strange light.

"Ah Yin, what do you think would happen if I went and messed with him?"

"Huh?"

Ah Yin did not react at first.

The corner of Rou'er's mouth lifted slightly, carrying a hint of a little devil's smile.

"Didn't you bring me lots of human storybooks? I read them. The men and women in them cry their hearts out over love and romance. It's so interesting."

She extended a slender finger and tapped her red lips.

"My ability is Charm. So tell me... what if I tricked him into loving me, cultivated by borrowing his fortune, and then, once my cultivation was nearly complete, kicked him aside and let him taste the feeling of crying his heart out? Wouldn't that be fun?"

Ah Yin was completely stunned.

Regret welled up within her. She never should have brought those messy human storybooks for Rou'er to read.

Ever since meeting Rou'er, she had discovered that while this friend appeared gentle and lovely on the surface, deep down, she was practically carved from the same mold as her not-yet-transformed "daughter," Xiao Wu.