Mu Tianyi's Research on Self Martial Soul Fusion Skills

After hearing Mu Tianyi's introduction of his soul skills, Mu En's eyes were filled with gratification, and he praised him without reservation:

"Good lad, you're much stronger than your Xuan Zu was back in the day!"

The old man leaned on his cane, his face crinkling into a wide, joyful smile.

He had been a genius in his youth, but the idea of absorbing a five-thousand-year soul ring as his second soul ring was something he wouldn't have even dared to imagine.

Mu Tianyi scratched his head and smiled, saying nothing more as he turned his head to look at Zhang Lexuan.

"Sister Lexuan, it's your turn."

Zhang Lexuan's martial soul is the Silver Moon, which leans towards a long-range artillery mage archetype.

At the same time, it also carries both erosion and mental attributes.

This type of martial soul is not picky about specific soul beast species; as long as the soul ring fits the moonlight and erosion attributes, it can be used.

As for the age, well.

According to Zhang Lexuan's requirements, an age of around 1,400 to 1,500 years would suffice.

The hunting process was so smooth it was almost boring.

With a single sweep of Mu En's perception, the distribution of soul beasts within several miles was perfectly clear.

"There is a 1,500-year-old Moonlight Toad by the pond to the northeast."

The old man announced the target as if he were reading a dish off a menu.

When the three of them arrived, the Moonlight Toad was basking in the sun on a boulder by the pond.

Its silvery-white skin shimmered with a faint fluorescence under the sunlight, and its body was about the size of a washbasin. Its bulging eyes were half-open and half-closed, looking lazy.

Mu En didn't even have to lift a finger.

He simply took a step forward.

A trace of his Limit Douluo aura leaked out.

The Moonlight Toad jolted awake, its entire body stiffening as its four legs went limp, causing it to slide right off the boulder.

Zhang Lexuan pursed her lips and stepped forward.

Her first soul ring lit up.

Silver Moon: Etching.

A silvery-white beam shot from her fingertips, striking the Moonlight Toad's back with precision.

The toad let out a low cry, leaving a faint silver mark on its back.

Immediately after—

Her second soul ring lit up.

The yellow century-old soul ring, Crescent Moon: Lament.

Zhang Lexuan pushed her palms forward, and a crescent-shaped mental wave spread out silently.

The Moonlight Toad's movements froze completely.

A silvery-white moonlight condensed from her palms, piercing through the Moonlight Toad's skull.

Clean and efficient.

A purple soul ring slowly rose.

Zhang Lexuan sat cross-legged, her Silver Moon martial soul manifesting behind her.

It was a phantom of a crescent moon, cold and bright, with faint silver light shimmering along its edges.

The purple soul ring was drawn closer, slowly settling into place.

The process was even smoother than Mu Tianyi had anticipated.

The compatibility between the Moonlight Toad and the Silver Moon martial soul was extremely high; the feminine, erosive energy flowed into Zhang Lexuan's body with almost no rejection.

About an hour later.

Zhang Lexuan opened her eyes.

A flash of silver light flickered through her clear pupils before vanishing.

"Sister Lexuan, how do you feel?" Mu Tianyi leaned in.

"Mm." Zhang Lexuan stood up, brushed the grass clippings from her skirt, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. "It went very smoothly."

"After absorbing this soul ring, my Soul Power Level has reached level 32."

Mu En leaned on his cane, his gaze filled with anticipation:

"What is your third soul skill?"

Zhang Lexuan closed her eyes, connecting with her martial soul.

A moment later, she opened her eyes and raised her right hand.

A purple thousand-year soul ring lit up beneath her feet.

A silvery-white phantom of a full moon condensed in her palm, spinning at high speed.

The next instant, the full moon phantom rose into the high air and suddenly split!

One became two, two became four, four became eight...

Dozens of silvery-white moonlight energy orbs hovered in mid-air like meteors, shrouding a radius of several dozen meters.

"My third soul skill is called Full Moon: Starfall."

Zhang Lexuan's voice was calm and cold.

"It is a group attack. It's an area-of-effect bombardment that inflicts mental interference and continuous erosion effects within the blast zone."

She retracted her soul skill, and the moonlight energy orbs in the sky slowly dissipated.

"If the target has the 'Etching' mark left by my first soul skill, it will cause additional splash damage."

Mu Tianyi let out a whistle.

Good grief.

If this were used in a team fight, applying the debuff with Etching first and then slamming down a Full Moon: Starfall...

The scene is too beautiful to imagine.

Mu En nodded in satisfaction and tapped his cane against the ground.

"Let's go, time to head back."

Having resolved the issue of the soul ring, Mu En led the two of them out of the Star Dou Great Forest.

After all, his entry had already displeased the one deep within the forest.

To avoid unnecessary conflict, Mu En had no choice but to show weakness.

When the three emerged from the Star Dou Great Forest, the sky was already approaching dusk.

Flying at the full speed of a rank 99 Limit Douluo, it took Mu En only a few hours to bring the two back to Shrek City.

After entering Shrek City, the grandfather and his two descendants went their separate ways.

Since Zhang Lexuan had chosen to join Shrek Academy, Mu En naturally had to arrange everything for her.

Since he happened to be out today, he took the opportunity to arrange her transfer.

However, Mu En still exercised a little bit of privilege.

When all was said and done, Zhang Lexuan was the future wife of his great-great-grandson, so he naturally wouldn't leave her entirely in the Outer Court.

Her food, clothing, housing, and transportation were all arranged within the Inner Court.

When Mu Tianyi returned to his small lakeside courtyard, the moon had already risen.

He washed up briefly, changed into fresh clothes, and sat cross-legged on his bed once more.

He did not lie down to rest.

Instead, he closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

His soul power circulated through his meridians, and his aura gradually settled.

Behind him, the phantoms of two sacred dragons—one black and one white—slowly emerged.

The Bright Sacred Dragon was pale gold, its scales shimmering with a warm, gentle light, sacred and majestic.

The Dark Sacred Dragon was as black as ink, its dragon eyes seemingly containing the aura of an abyss.

The two hovered quietly behind Mu Tianyi, one on the left and one on the right.

Logically speaking, only the phantom of one's primary martial soul should appear during normal cultivation.

For instance, since he was currently focusing on the Bright Sacred Dragon, only its phantom should be behind him.

But now, both dragons had appeared simultaneously.

This was the result of Mu Tianyi's deliberate effort.

The reason was simple:

As early as the day his martial souls awakened, he had discovered something incredible.

His two martial souls, the Bright Sacred Dragon and the Dark Sacred Dragon, possessed an extremely high degree of compatibility.

That sense of compatibility was not merely "not repelling each other," but rather like two puzzle pieces that were naturally meant to fit together.

Mu Tianyi's first thought at the time was—Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

But he quickly realized a problem.

Conventional Martial Soul Fusion Skills required two people and two different martial souls to achieve perfect resonance in spirit and soul power.

And he...

Only one person.

One person, two martial souls.

Is it possible?

Mu Tianyi scoured the library of the Sea God Pavilion, yet he found no records whatsoever regarding a "Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

This result did not come as a surprise to Mu Tianyi.

According to his memories of the original work, it was not until the era of the Legend of the Dragon King, ten thousand years later, that the first soul master possessing a Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill was born.

In this current era, there were still ten thousand years to go before that time.

No one could teach him.

He could only grope his way forward alone.

Over the past two years, Mu Tianyi could feel that the fusion rate between his Bright Sacred Dragon and Dark Sacred Dragon had become extremely high.

The phantom images of the two dragons could even overlap briefly.

He seemed to be only a thin layer of window paper away from that final breakthrough.