Thirty-Three Heavens Storm (II)

Three days later, Xue Yuheng's Creation Points were exhausted, leaving him with no choice but to engage in martial soul fusion and dual cultivation with Rou.

He was back to the miserable life of earning one Power of Creation per hour.

Strike me down with lightning, someone!

This also stirred a sense of betrayal toward Xiao Xiao in Xue Yuheng's heart, as he had clearly promised her that he would not engage in martial soul fusion cultivation with any other girl.

Cough, cough, Xiao Xiao, this really was an accident.

Fortunately, this girl was "Rou."

Martial soul fusion with Prince Gan! This is fate... this is my true love... this is...

"Rou" had already begun to let her imagination run wild.

Seeing how His Highness didn't seem surprised at all, he must have discovered long ago that we could perform martial soul fusion, and only pretended to be indifferent this time to let me know.

As expected... Prince Gan likes me.

Why pretend to be indifferent?

What Xue Yuheng did not know was that Rou, sitting across from him, had already decided on the names for their future children.

Time slipped away unnoticed.

Xue Yuheng and Rou had already spent two months in the storm space of the First Heaven.

Before coming here, after learning about the structure of the space beneath Dragon Suppression Cliff, the group of nine had each prepared a large amount of supplies, so they didn't need to worry about food even if they were separated.

Yesterday, "Yue," who had been following Xiao Xiao, returned and said that Xiao Xiao had already surpassed her and headed to the Twenty-Fifth Heaven.

The intensity of the storms in the Twenty-Fifth Heaven already exceeded that of most ordinary Titled Douluo, and physical body strength and comprehension of laws were not Yue's specialties.

Therefore, the Twenty-Fourth Heaven was already her limit.

However, Xiao Xiao, possessing a god-level martial soul and physical body, had successfully stepped into the Twenty-Fifth Heaven by relying on the Goddess Transformation.

Yue teased Xue Yuheng and Rou, saying she had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

It was as if a goddess had descended to the mortal world.

Rou naturally understood that Yue was saying this on purpose for her to hear, and she felt depressed for a while; over a month of martial soul fusion had left her feeling a bit floaty, causing her to lose sight of her own status.

When one girl hears another girl praising a third girl's beauty, it is either sarcasm or the person is truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Xue Yuheng felt it was the latter, because he had truly seen what Xiao Xiao looked like after she "grew up."

Even so, Xue Yuheng still chose to stay in the First Heaven with Rou. After inquiring about the progress of the other five women, Xue Yuheng entered a state of meditation once again.

The wind that Xue Yuheng had mastered was now comparable to the wind power unleashed by a level seven or eight wind-type soul master.

He was still a bit short of the First Heaven's limit of level ten.

And it was precisely this small gap that required exponential levels of study and effort.

Meanwhile, in the Twenty-Fifth Heaven.

The void was torn to shreds by cyan-black gale winds.

On the fragmented stones, shredded and divided by endless turbulence and pitch-black spatial rifts, there wasn't even a place to stand.

Xiao Xiao skillfully utilized the laws of wind, hovering in the void with the Four Symbols Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron held before her; the cauldron's body was already covered in fine cracks and wear.

In her Goddess Transformation state, she had shed her usual playfulness, transforming into a cold and stunningly beautiful figure.

Her long hair had been severed by the gale, and her green dress had been torn into rags, making for an unsightly appearance, yet Xiao Xiao's expression remained exceptionally calm.

Her soul power was draining away, and every time the gale struck her body, it sent intense pain through her meridians.

The wind here was no longer mere force.

It was the law, the manifestation of the origin of the wind laws capable of tearing everything apart.

Xiao Xiao was able to hold on until now only because of the god-level physical body granted by the Four Symbols Cauldron and the enhancement of the Goddess Transformation.

But there was a limit to defense.

A gale carrying a spatial rift slammed fiercely into the body of the cauldron.

Crack—

The cracks expanded instantly, and her Goddess Transformation state nearly collapsed.

Xiao Xiao let out a muffled groan, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Just a little more..."

She whispered to herself, her eyes filled with determination.

This was the first time she had left Xue Yuheng to move forward alone.

Xiao Xiao did not want to be someone who was always protected from behind; she wanted to become strong, strong enough to stand side by side with him.

The Thirty-Three Heavens Storm struck again, even more violent than before.

The void was torn open into a larger gap, and the pitch-black rift devoured everything.

Xiao Xiao's defense was teetering on the brink of collapse, her soul power nearly exhausted. Once she truly exited the Goddess Transformation state, she would be forced to return to the twenty-fourth heaven.

The storm surged closer in an instant, tearing her sleeves and leaving several bloody gashes on her arms.

Xiao Xiao smiled brightly; she had finally grasped the movement patterns of the wind on this level. She no longer resisted, but instead began to guide the power of the storm.

The phantoms of the Golden Crow and Xuanwu emerged from the body of the cauldron, and her soul power spread outward.

The violent storm actually began to flow slowly according to her guidance.

Using her own soul power as a conduit, Xiao Xiao drew the power of the wind into the cauldron.

The Xuanwu phantom stabilized the core, while the Golden Crow phantom purged the storm's ferocity, gradually taming and controlling it.

The power of the two symbols, using the laws of wind as a medium, fused perfectly for the first time.

The radiance of the Goddess Transformation grew brighter, and her figure stabilized amidst the turbulent currents.

The storm was no longer her enemy, but Xiao Xiao's aid.

Stepping along the trajectories of the wind, Xiao Xiao wove between the spatial rifts.

Every dodge was incredibly precise. Every act of guidance deepened her understanding of the laws of wind.

The turbulent currents of the void were gradually coming under her control.

Standing at the center of the storm, a hint of madness flickered across Xiao Xiao's cold, clear face.

She took out an inner core that was white jade throughout.

It was the White Tiger Inner Core from the White Tiger Duke Mansion.

Xiao Xiao intended to use the impact force of the storm to complete the fusion of the Four Symbols Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron with it!

The White Tiger Inner Core fell into the cauldron, radiating extreme power and soul power, clashing violently with the restless storm inside the Four Symbols Cauldron.

Cracks spread across the body of the cauldron. The excruciating pain made Xiao Xiao's entire body tremble, and her soul power was already on the verge of depletion. A trail of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, yet her eyes remained firm, showing no sign of retreat.

The power of the storm and the inner core spiraled completely out of control.

Violent energy collided frantically inside the cauldron. The Four Symbols Cauldron emitted a piercing hum, and the light of the Goddess Transformation dimmed instantly, looking as if it were about to be blown apart.

Just at this desperate moment, Xiao Xiao suddenly raised her hand, and a wisp of green light appeared at her waist.

A long flute, as emerald green as bamboo, emerged.

Her second martial soul!

The Nine Phoenixes Flute!

Ignoring the agonizing pain of her meridians tearing, Xiao Xiao injected her last bit of soul power into the flute and pressed her lips against the mouthpiece.

A clear, impassioned flute melody burst forth, shattering the wind!

The sound of the flute grew louder, drifting with the wind. Every note carried an unyielding resilience, instantly sweeping across the entire void.

The restless storm was forcibly calmed by the flute's melody, and the violent power of the White Tiger Inner Core slowly converged. Both energies followed the guidance of the flute, surging toward the Four Symbols Cauldron.

The cracks on the cauldron healed rapidly, and the White Tiger phantom gradually solidified, forming a triangular formation with the Golden Crow and Xuanwu phantoms as their power climbed steadily!

The White Tiger Inner Core fusion was complete.

With only the final essence of the dragon race missing, Xiao Xiao's Four Symbols Heaven-Suppressing Cauldron would be fully formed.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao's understanding of the laws of wind had reached a state of pure perfection!

This was the heaven-defying comprehension ability that a god-level martial soul possessed regarding the laws.

And at this very moment, deep within the eye of the Thirty-Three Heavens Storm.

A breath of green dragon energy swept across the void. Within the green dragon pupils, there was a hint of approval as it quietly watched the resilient figure at the center of the storm, surrounded by the small cauldron and the small flute.