Soul Fusion, The Change in Martial Soul Fusion!

Inside a luxury suite at Shrek Hotel.

The curtains were drawn tight, and the room was illuminated only by the faint glow emitted from circulating soul power.

Zhu Lu stood by the bed, her fingers trembling slightly as she unbuttoned her school uniform.

She was usually dressed in crisp, practical gear, but at this moment, she had changed into a deep purple silk nightgown. The neckline hung low, revealing her fair, delicate collarbones.

"Huabin, I keep feeling like this is a dream."

Zhu Lu turned around, and the nightgown slipped down gently.

Beneath the semi-transparent silk lay black lace lingerie.

The lines characteristic of an agility-type soul master were incredibly taut, and her firm abdomen rose and fell slightly with her breathing, without a single ounce of excess fat.

Her long, slender legs shimmered with an ivory texture under the dim light.

Dai Huabin sat behind her, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.

Zhu Lu flinched, then leaned back into his embrace, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum:

"These past few days, I have been able to feel your heart. If you want this, I don't want to wait any longer."

"I treated you poorly in the past."

Dai Huabin felt the warmth in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"But from now on, I will never fail you."

Zhu Lu turned around and took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck, and at that moment, their martial souls emerged from their bodies uncontrollably.

The ferocity of the White Tiger and the coldness of the Spirit Cat intertwined wildly within the cramped space; this fusion, not guided by intent, was more intense than any time before.

Their spiritual seas resonated, their soul power boiled, and all barriers dissolved completely in this instant.

Dai Huabin lowered his head and kissed her.

A long time later, when the first rays of sunlight spilled through the gap in the curtains onto the messy bed, Dai Huabin slowly opened his eyes.

He felt that the bottleneck that had previously obstructed his body had completely vanished, and his soul power surged through his meridians like a bursting dam.

Level thirty-three.

Not only that, he felt a clarity in his spiritual sea like never before—a transformation that occurred after his soul and body reached their peak in synchronization.

Dai Huabin could sense that the martial soul fusion between the two of them had reached a state of perfection.

It seemed that even their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger, had undergone a change.

But Dai Huabin did not dwell on it; at this moment, Zhu Lu in his arms had not yet woken up, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.

However, her soul power had fluctuated; clearly, Zhu Lu had also broken through by one level, reaching level twenty-six.

Dai Huabin lowered his head and kissed Zhu Lu on the forehead. Even in her sleep, a satisfied smile played on the corners of her mouth.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The morning at Shrek Academy was shrouded in a thin mist, and the air was filled with the unique dampness and freshness of Sea God Lake.

Beneath the freshman dormitory building, by that large tree, Dai Huabin was wearing his brand-new white school uniform, his hands in his pockets, kicking a pebble at his feet in a leisurely manner.

Compared to two days ago, the aura around him was much more restrained, but the sharp glint that occasionally flashed across his eyes made passing students afraid to look directly at him.

"Huabin."

A light call rang out.

Zhu Lu ran out from the dormitory building.

She looked exceptionally radiant today, her black hair tied into a ponytail that swung behind her. Her usually cold face now looked like a red apple covered in morning dew, and the gaze she directed at Dai Huabin held not only her original docility but also a newfound attachment.

"Let's go, to Class Nine. Today is Teacher Mu's first lesson."

Dai Huabin took Zhu Lu's hand with extreme naturalness. Zhu Lu lowered her head shyly, her fingertips tightly interlaced with his.

Before long, Cui Yajie also walked out. Her long pink hair was particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

She looked at the two standing side by side, especially when she noticed Zhu Lu's unusually rosy complexion, and a flash of cunning crossed her fox-like eyes.

"Tsk tsk, the results of your seclusion these past two days are quite good, aren't they?"

Cui Yajie leaned into Zhu Lu's ear and teased her in a low voice.

"Lulu, looking at your current soul power fluctuations... you've been nourished a bit too much, haven't you?"

"Yajie, don't talk nonsense!" Zhu Lu's face turned even redder, and she instinctively shrank behind Dai Huabin.

"Alright, enough." Dai Huabin spoke up to stop Cui Yajie's teasing.

Not long after, Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao appeared as well.

Wang Dong'er still had that arrogant look, but when she saw the hands of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu tightly clasped together, she couldn't help but curl her lip and mutter:

"It's early in the morning, isn't that just sickeningly sweet?"

"Envious? If you're envious, go find one yourself."

Dai Huabin teased, ignoring Wang Dong'er's bristling reaction as he led the four stunning beauties toward the teaching building with long, confident strides.

Since he had switched classes, this Freshman Class 9 would have to be run by his rules.

Meanwhile, in the classroom of Freshman Class 1.

Zhou Yi sat behind the podium with a gloomy face, clutching a list so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"Good, very good."

She squeezed the words through her teeth, her voice raspy and harsh, like sandpaper scraping against a tabletop.

"Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao."

Zhou Yi stared at the "transferred" notation on the list, sneering repeatedly.

"Deserting before the term even begins. With a temperament like that, no matter how good their talent is, they'll be nothing but trash in the future!"

She crumpled the list into a ball and hurled it fiercely into the trash can in the corner.

"When the freshman assessment arrives, I will have the students who stayed in Class 1 show them what a true monster is!"

Freshman teaching building, left side of the first floor.

This was the classroom for Freshman Class 9.

Unlike the solemn and oppressive atmosphere of Class 1, the classroom for Class 9 was already buzzing with noise before the lesson had even begun.

Students gathered in twos and threes, chatting and getting to know one another.

When the group of five led by Dai Huabin appeared at the doorway, the noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

It wasn't for any other reason than the fact that their lineup was simply too luxurious.

Dai Huabin walked at the very front, his golden hair and evil eyes radiating an imposing, noble aura.

He scanned the room, his gaze locking precisely onto the window seat in the back row.

"Let's go, over there."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the five of them walked straight down the aisle.

"Who is that? So handsome!"

"Never seen them before, they don't seem to be from the group that reported yesterday."

"That girl with the powder-blue hair is so pretty, and oh my god, the figure on that girl with the black hair is incredible!"

Whispers rose and fell in waves.

Dai Huabin ignored the idle chatter and sat down nonchalantly in the back row by the window.

Zhu Lu naturally took the seat next to him, Cui Yajie sat in the row in front, while Wang Dong'er and Xiao Xiao sat in the adjacent group.

No sooner had he settled in than Dai Huabin felt two gazes shoot over from the other side of the classroom.

He turned his head to look.

In a front-middle seat sat two girls.

One had ear-length hair, skin as fair as jade, and incredibly delicate features; she possessed a gentle, elegant temperament, yet carried an innate air of nobility.

She wore the Shrek uniform, but the priceless gemstone bracelet on her wrist betrayed her identity.

Beside her sat a red-haired girl with a fiery figure and a sharp, irritable look in her eyes, who was currently staring at Dai Huabin with vigilance.

Ning Tian and Wu Feng.

The young master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and her personal bodyguard.

The corners of Dai Huabin's mouth curled up slightly as he gave a light nod toward Ning Tian, acknowledging her.

Ning Tian was clearly taken aback.

She hadn't expected this golden-haired youth who had just walked in to have such sharp perception, nor that he would be so composed when faced with her probing gaze.

"Young Master, that guy is a bit arrogant," Wu Feng frowned, lowering her voice. "Look at the way he's looking at you, as if he knows you."

"He's not simple."

Ning Tian withdrew her gaze, her fingers tapping lightly on the desk.

"He's from the White Tiger Duke Mansion, Dai Huabin. I've seen the freshman roster; he's one of the three Soul Elders among this year's freshmen, and the strongest one at that."

"A Soul Elder?" Wu Feng's pupils constricted. "That pretty boy?"

"Don't underestimate him."

Ning Tian said calmly.

"And look at the girls around him; their auras are not weak either. Especially that one with the powder-blue hair—she feels very dangerous to me."

As they spoke, the crisp sound of high heels clicking against the floor echoed from the classroom entrance.

"Click, click, click."

The students who had been whispering immediately shut their mouths and sat up straight.

Mu Jin walked onto the podium wearing a perfectly tailored beige dress.