Soul Spirit Adaptation

The Light Dragon Blade and Shadow Dragon Blade within Xie Xie suddenly emitted a crisp, resonant dragon's hum.

The wisps of soul spirit energy that had been lingering around him suddenly accelerated, rushing toward the two light-and-shadow martial souls like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, continuously merging and condensing.

Wu Zhangkong raised her eyebrows almost imperceptibly.

She quietly channeled her soul power to her fingertips, focusing entirely on guarding the Soul Spirit Induction process; in her cold, clear eyes, there was nothing but the figure of the youth enveloped in the halo.

Gradually, a small, exquisite phantom of a soul spirit condensed in the center of the halo.

The energy halo slowly receded, losing its harsh glare and becoming soft and warm, gently placing the boy and his soul spirit onto the pedestal.

The small, exquisite soul spirit phantom solidified completely, transforming into a ball of light that floated silently before Xie Xie, its body wreathed in two-toned, interwoven light and shadow, appearing incredibly agile.

Wu Zhangkong examined the soul spirit carefully, though she did not feel surprised.

What matched with Xie Xie was the extremely rare dual-attribute symbiotic soul spirit—Silver Wing Light Scale Dragon.

Although it was only a century-level soul spirit, its dual-attribute symbiotic nature, combined with its rarity, made it comparable to an ordinary thousand-year soul spirit even across the entire continent.

She did not immediately let Xie Xie proceed with the soul spirit absorption, but said in an unquestionable tone:

"The characteristics of this soul spirit are highly compatible with your martial soul, and its quality is excellent, even surpassing some ordinary thousand-year soul spirits. Store it in your body to nourish it first; we will discuss the rest once we return to Eastsea Academy."

After all, they were on the territory of the Spirit Pagoda, and walls have ears; it was always right to be cautious.

Xie Xie had just opened his eyes, and upon hearing this, he nodded hurriedly.

Wu Zhangkong raised her hand and gave a gentle wave, a strand of mild soul power wrapping around the small soul spirit and slowly sending it into Xie Xie's body.

The soul spirit did not resist in the slightest, sinking docilely into his Martial Soul Sea to lie dormant.

Xie Xie only felt a warm, filling sensation rise within his body.

He subconsciously touched his chest, then followed in Wu Zhangkong's footsteps, turning toward the door of the Adaptation Room.

The attendant was already standing by the door, bowing slightly with a perfectly measured smile on his face, his tone respectful: "Teacher Wu, Young Master Xie, did the induction process go smoothly?"

Wu Zhangkong swept a calm gaze over him.

That glance was placid and waveless, yet it seemed capable of piercing through a person's heart, causing the attendant to subconsciously feel a chill, his breathing momentarily stalling.

"Everything is well."

Wu Zhangkong's voice was as cold and clear as usual, without a single extra word, just a routine farewell:

"We shall take our leave."

Having said that, she calmly raised her hand and gave the top of Xie Xie's head a light rub.

Immediately afterward, she ruffled Xie Xie's hair and strode toward the exit.

"Yes, I shall see you both downstairs." The attendant hurriedly stepped aside to lead the way, escorting the two all the way to the main hall on the ground floor of the Spirit Pagoda.

At the entrance of the hall, sunlight spilled through the towering dome, landing on the white jade steps and making the silver-and-blue pagoda emblem shine even more brilliantly.

Under the attendant's gaze, the two left the Spirit Pagoda side by side.

As soon as they were out, Xie Xie couldn't help but grab the hand that was wreaking havoc on his head, looking up to glare at her.

"Teacher Wu!"

Wu Zhangkong tilted her head and glanced at him.

A faint trace of a smile flashed in her cold, clear eyes before she withdrew her hand and replied indifferently:

"Hmm?"

"Just now, during the martial soul adaptation, I felt like someone was watching from the shadows."

Xie Xie muttered in a low voice while smoothing out his ruffled hair, "Did they discover something?"

Wu Zhangkong paused her steps, her voice dropping very low, yet carrying an unquestionable certainty:

"Rest assured."

"They cannot see anything."

The two walked one after the other, their figures soon disappearing at the end of the streets of Eastsea City.

The attendant stood at the entrance of the Spirit Pagoda.

Watching their retreating backs, the smile on his face faded slightly, and a trace of scrutiny flashed in his eyes.

The attendant then straightened his collar, turned, and walked quickly through the layers of corridors, heading straight for the Chief's Chamber deep within the branch of the Spirit Pagoda.

The heavy metal door, engraved with the exclusive patterns of the Spirit Pagoda, was left ajar, not fully closed.

Sitting inside was a man dressed in a Spirit Pagoda robe with dark silver trim, his aura steady and restrained; he was the person in charge of the Eastsea City branch of the Spirit Pagoda—Su Xuan.

Su Xuan looked up at the attendant who had hurried in, his tone flat and waveless: "Is it done?"

"Reporting to the Pagoda Master, everything went smoothly."

The attendant bowed, his tone respectful, "Young Master Xie has completed the Soul Spirit Induction and adaptation; the entire process was steady and calm, without the slightest abnormality."

Su Xuan nodded slightly, his fingertips tapping lightly on the table:

"That child... what soul spirit did he adapt to?"

The deacon replied truthfully: "Reporting to the Tower Master, it is an extremely rare light-shadow dual-attribute symbiotic spirit, a century-level Silver Wing Light Scale Dragon, which has an exceptionally high compatibility with the young master Xie's Twin Martial Souls."

"The boost provided after the fusion does not even lose out to some ordinary thousand-year spirits."

"It's just..."

He paused, then cautiously added: "That teacher Wu Zhangkong was extremely guarded, personally overseeing the entire process and not allowing this subordinate to get within half a step."

"After the integration ended, the two of them did not linger and left the Spirit Pagoda directly."

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of Su Xuan, but he did not ask further, merely saying indifferently:

"I understand."

"Wu Zhangkong is, after all, someone who came from that place; her mind is as meticulous as a hair. What she does not wish to reveal, no one can easily probe."

"Continue to keep watch according to the original plan. There is no need to deliberately pry, lest you provoke that child's displeasure. After all, our cooperation with the Xie Family has only just begun."

"Yes, this subordinate understands!" The deacon hurriedly acknowledged, not daring to say another word.

The Chief's Chamber returned to silence.

Su Xuan gazed at the bustling street scene of Eastsea City outside the window, his fingertips slowly ceasing their tapping. A trace of helpless amusement flickered in his eyes as he muttered to himself:

"Old Xie, you don't raise your own child, but there are plenty of others who will."

As his voice fell, he leaned back slightly, sitting in the large sandalwood chair, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the rim of his cup.

The atmosphere within the branch tower was as steady as iron, yet a trace of imperceptible sorrow hid in the depths of his eyes.

"Xie Xie..."

Eastsea Academy, faculty dormitory.

Having just stepped into the dormitory, Wu Zhangkong raised her hand to set up a barrier that isolated soul power, completely sealing the entire room to ensure no aura would leak out.

Only after finishing this did she turn to look at Xie Xie.

"Begin."

Xie Xie nodded heavily and sat cross-legged in the center of the bed.

He took a deep breath and, following the instructions Wu Zhangkong had given him earlier, slowly closed his eyes, his mind sinking into his Spirit Sea.

Wu Zhangkong stood one step in front of him, her cold gaze locked firmly upon him, her soul power quietly circulating, ready to deal with any sudden situation at any moment.

Soon, a faint halo of intertwined light and shadow began to emanate from Xie Xie's body.

This halo did not erupt instantly but rose and fell slowly like a tide; a layer of pale gold and a layer of black-red appeared alternately on his skin, forming a wondrous rhythm.

The Light Cub and Shadow Cub within his body stirred, beginning to expand their respective domains and frantically absorbing the pure energy radiating from the Silver Wing Light Scale Dragon.

The Light Cub—the spirit nurtured by the Light Dragon Blade—was the first to initiate the devouring.