"You really don't know?" Su Yan asked again.
Unlike the others, Huo Nishang wasn't as nervous around Su Yan. She even dared to sneak a glance up at him and glare. "I really don't know."
This guy was so annoying. Why did he keep asking?
"All right. Sorry to ask, but what's your Martial Soul and Soul Power Level?" Su Yan turned his head and happened to meet her reddish-brown eyes.
Her trembling gaze shifted from feisty to bashful, and she hurriedly looked away. "My Martial Soul is an axe, and my Soul Power Level is 17—no, 18."
"An axe?" Su Yan's face was full of question marks. "I can't think of any reason why the two of us would have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"What Martial Soul Fusion Skill?" Bibi Dong had just walked over. She held a Fox Mask in her hand and placed it in front of the little girl. "Here, this is for you."
Huo Nishang took the mask and ran her fingers over its smooth surface. She liked it very much.
Su Yan looked up at the woman. "Master, Nishang and I can use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
"You two?" Bibi Dong's gaze shifted between them. She seemed to find it hard to believe. "Nishang, what's your Martial Soul?"
"An axe," Su Yan answered.
"You two are incredibly lucky." Bibi Dong beamed. "A Martial Soul Fusion Skill is a rare opportunity. It's only possible when the two Martial Souls are highly compatible."
Her eyes fixed on Huo Nishang, a confident smile playing on her lips.
Before, she might have invited her to join the team.
Now, she had to make sure she joined.
"Want to give it a try?" Su Yan suggested.
Bibi Dong naturally agreed, but Huo Nishang seemed at a loss.