Fusion of Blazing Heat and Light

Since the start of the semester, just over a month ago, her soul power had soared from level 21 to level 25!

Such terrifying cultivation speed was something she wouldn't have even dared to imagine before.

All of this stemmed from the unreserved devotion of the young man by her side.

He was like a bottomless treasure trove, always able to produce all sorts of wonderful things, silently supporting her and pushing her forward.

Ji Jing didn't think much of it.

Alcohol?

The various divine brews his father Ji Dong had crafted and blended for his mother Lie Yan were piled up like mountains.

There was more than enough of the wine they could consume at their current stage, so it was only natural to let himself and his future wife enjoy it.

As for the food...

Ji Jing felt that since he had set his sights on the person he wanted to pursue and intended to start a relationship, it was only right to put in the effort.

Besides, Wang Dong wasn't a bottomless pit that only took without giving back.

After the meal, Wang Dong obediently returned to the bed, sat cross-legged, and quickly entered a state of meditation.

The wine's potency from the Moon Spring Meditation and the essence of the food slowly dissolved within her, guiding her into deep meditation.

Ji Jing efficiently tidied up the dishes and washed them clean before tiptoeing back into the bedroom.

He looked at Wang Dong, who had already entered a state of cultivation on the bed. Her profile, illuminated by the moonlight filtering through the window, appeared serene and holy, her long eyelashes trembling slightly like the wings of a sleeping butterfly.

Ji Jing smiled and sat down in front of her, then gently reached out and took the hand she had resting on her knee.

Her hand was slightly cool, delicate and soft.

As if sensing that familiar warmth, even in deep meditation, the corners of Wang Dong's mouth curled up involuntarily.

Ji Jing gripped her hand tightly and closed his eyes. Their martial soul powers intertwined once more, beginning a new round of fusion cultivation.

The next morning, the first rays of dawn filtered through the gaps in the curtains, gently spilling into the room and dyeing the dust motes in the air gold.

The two opened their eyes almost simultaneously. A night of deep cultivation had left their spirits more refreshed than ever, their soul power surging within them, brimming with strength.

Wang Dong's cheeks flushed red in an instant.

She pulled her hand back as if electrocuted, the lingering warmth of his touch still on her skin, causing her heart to skip a beat.

To hide her embarrassment, she immediately changed the subject, closing her eyes to carefully sense the fluctuations of soul power within her.

Upon checking, she widened her beautiful powder-blue eyes, gasping in surprise:

"Level 29! My soul power... it actually reached level 29!"

Her voice was filled with disbelief.

Just one night!

Soaring directly from level 25 to level 29 was nothing short of a miracle!

Even with the magical effects of the Moon Spring Meditation and Ji Jing's help, this was simply too exaggerated!

She knew that the immense benefits brought by their martial soul fusion cultivation must have played a huge part.

"Congratulations. It seems the effect of the Moon Spring Meditation was even better than I expected."

Ji Jing looked at her with a smile, his tone calm and matter-of-fact, as if this were merely a trivial matter.

Wang Dong now fully understood that what Ji Jing had given her to drink last night was far more than just "precious."

And yet, he had handed it to her so nonchalantly.

A surge of intense emotion and strange feelings filled her heart, making her feel restless and sparking a powerful impulse—

She wanted to, she wanted to throw herself into his arms and hold him tightly.

But in the end, the identity she currently maintained forced her to suppress this urge.

She secretly made a resolution in her heart:

Oh heavens... no, I can't go on like this. I must find a good opportunity to confess everything to him...

Ji Jing was naturally unaware of the intense internal struggle she was experiencing.

He stood up and stretched, his joints popping with a crisp sound, radiating powerful confidence.

"Let's go, wash up, and get ready for the match."

A bold, arrogant curve tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Today is the final. It's time to let that sick cat know just how ridiculous his provocation was."

The term "sick cat" made Wang Dong burst into a giggle, the tension and shyness in her heart diluted significantly by the relaxed atmosphere.

She nodded firmly, her powder-blue eyes reigniting with fierce fighting spirit.

"Mm! Let's do our best together!"

The two walked out of the dormitory side by side, heading toward the arena.

The venue for the freshman assessment finals was roaring with noise; the entire first year, and even many senior students, had come to watch.

As Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Ji Jing walked onto the massive Soul Fighting Arena from one side, and Dai Huabin, Zhu Lu, and Cui Yajie from the other, the clamor of the crowd seemed to be cut off by an invisible barrier, leaving only a tense, hair-trigger atmosphere in the air.

Du Weilun, the Vice Dean of the Outer Courtyard's Martial Soul Department, personally served as the referee for this final.

He swept his stern gaze over the members of both teams and announced in a deep voice:

"The freshman assessment finals, begin now!"

No sooner had the words left his lips than the momentum on Dai Huabin's side erupted!

"Roar!"

With a tiger's roar, his White Tiger Martial Soul Possession activated. Dai Huabin's frame instantly expanded, his muscles bulging with explosive power.

Two yellow and one purple soul rings rose from beneath his feet, circling and pulsing.

Following closely behind, Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie simultaneously released their own martial souls.

Zhu Lu's figure became incredibly agile, her cat-like pupils flickering with a ghostly light, two hundred-year yellow soul rings clearly visible.

Their control-type soul master, Cui Yajie, also displayed two yellow soul rings.

However, to everyone's surprise, the trio of Ji Jing remained completely still.

Huo Yuhao stood at the back, his Spiritual Detection quietly activated, his expression calm.

Ji Jing stepped forward, his gaze fixed directly on the aggressive Dai Huabin, a mocking curve playing on his lips.

"Dai Huabin,"

Ji Jing's voice was not loud, yet it carried clearly across the entire Soul Fighting Arena, "I'll give you a chance now. Use Hell White Tiger immediately."

The crowd erupted in an uproar!

Forcing the opponent to use their ultimate move right at the start?

Dai Huabin's handsome face twisted with rage; he felt he had been subjected to unprecedented humiliation.

He roared:

"Ji Jing, you are too arrogant! To deal with you lot, I alone am enough!"

"Or,"

Ji Jing didn't even give him the chance to finish, cutting him off directly. He held up three fingers, his tone cold and overbearing, "Three seconds. I'll make you roll off this stage."

"You're courting death!"

Dai Huabin was thoroughly incensed.

As the second young master of the Duke's Mansion and a top talent in Shrek's first year, he had never suffered such contempt!

He didn't hesitate, turning sharply and shouting at Zhu Lu:

"Fusion!"

Although Zhu Lu was shocked by Ji Jing's arrogance, she held a near-blind trust in Dai Huabin.

She lunged toward Dai Huabin without hesitation, and the two embraced tightly.

"Roar—"

Amidst the deafening tiger's roar, blinding white light and deep black light shot into the sky, merging in mid-air!

A phantom figure, several times larger than when Dai Huabin used Martial Soul Possession alone, began to coalesce within the radiance. The terrifying energy fluctuations caused the entire Soul Fighting Arena to tremble.

Hell White Tiger, the Martial Soul Fusion Skill capable of allowing them to challenge powerful enemies an entire rank above them, was about to descend!

The watching students held their breath, and the high-ranking officials on the walls of Shrek City wore grave expressions.

Just as everyone was breaking into a cold sweat for Ji Jing and his team, wondering why they weren't acting and were letting their opponents complete their fusion—

Ji Jing turned around and met Wang Dong's clear, resolute powder-blue eyes.

He didn't say a word, simply opening his arms.

Wang Dong understood instantly; a moving blush spread across her face, yet there was not a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

She stepped forward and threw herself into his embrace.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The next instant, a light even more brilliant and sacred than that of the Hell White Tiger erupted from where they embraced!

On one side, the scorching and overbearing Ultimate Yang Fire, as if capable of burning all things, transformed into a golden dragon that soared into the sky;

On the other, the warm and holy power of light, as if capable of purifying everything, condensed into the phantom of the Radiant Goddess Butterfly.

Firelight and light intertwined.

A silhouette exuding majesty and holiness was slowly born from the fusion of light and fire!