Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well

Although Mu Han had reached the Divine Craftsman level, theoretically, he could now forge Four-Word Battle Armor.

But he had only just entered this level, and still needed time to refine his skills.

Besides, even if he could forge it now, he wouldn't be able to use it.

Without the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, it was impossible to use Battle Armor made from Heavenly Forged Metal.

So Mu Han couldn't reach for the moon; he had to focus on completing his Two-Word Battle Armor.

Still, with Heaven Forging as its foundation, his Two-Word Battle Armor would be even more powerful.

When Mu Han had his One-Word Battle Armor, it had only one Solidified Soul Skill: Qiangu Qingfeng's first Soul Skill, Dark Night Assassin Strike!

It made the opponent's surroundings seem to plunge into darkness, disorienting them mentally.

When advancing to Two-Word Battle Armor, the original plan had been to Imprint two of Affectionate Douluo Zang Xin's Soul Skills.

The first Soul Skill, "Once Upon a Time," stirred the purest depths of the heart, creating the shock of a first love and sending the user's actions back one second.

The second Soul Skill, "Sincerity," could instantly diminish an opponent's hostility.

In the opponent's eyes, he would become the person they trusted most, or even loved most.

Now that he had Heaven Forging as his foundation, Mu Han was confident he could Imprint one more Solidified Soul Skill.

This time, Mu Han had set his sights on War God Temple's Kanglong Douluo, Nangong Yi.

He hadn't yet decided which Soul Skill to Imprint.

But he was sure he wanted to Imprint one from Kanglong Douluo, Nangong Yi.

That was because Mu Han wasn't interested in any particular Soul Skill of his, but in Kanglong Douluo Nangong Yi's Martial Soul.

It wasn't a True Dragon Martial Soul, but something quite special.

When Kanglong Douluo's Martial Soul Awakened, a dragon soul had acknowledged him, and he had made it his Martial Soul.

It lacked the dragon clan's formidable defense, but was stronger on a spiritual level than an ordinary True Dragon Martial Soul.

All nine of his Soul Skills also possessed abilities of the dragon clan, and that was more than enough.

Mu Han had no dragon soul within him, but, having read the original story, he knew there was a Tyrant Dragon Soul Spirit in the Spirit Pagoda.

Though it was only a lesser dragon species, its power rivaled that of an ordinary True Dragon.

What was more, the Tyrant Dragon carried a single, impure strain of Golden Dragon King Bloodline.

Couldn't Mu Han just ask Tang Wulin for some blood?

Tang Wulin had Golden Dragon King Bloodline in his body.

Although he had only absorbed a small fraction of it so far, the bloodline was still pure, if diluted.

Even a diluted pure bloodline carried more of the Golden Dragon King's legacy than the Tyrant Dragon's muddled bloodline.

The only pity was that Tang Wulin had too many bloodlines in his body.

The Blue Silver Emperor Bloodline, Soft Bone Rabbit Bloodline, Sea God Bloodline, Asura God Bloodline, and human blood.

If the Tyrant Dragon used Tang Wulin's blood, it would naturally grow stronger.

The Tyrant Dragon was already strong enough to rival an ordinary True Dragon.

After being strengthened, it would surely crush ordinary True Dragons and contend with the Dragon Kings.

As for whether Tang Wulin would agree?

Mu Han had more than enough benefits to persuade him.

Besides, Mu Han also had a Thunder Hell Vine breeding ground.

It now produced Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones and Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings in abundance.

The Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones went without saying; Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings were even rarer treasures.

After all, Soul Rings weren't Soul Spirits and didn't burden one's spiritual power.

Though Soul Spirits had more room to grow than Soul Rings, that was mostly true in the early stages.

Most people's Soul Rings only reached a thousand years, and at most, ten thousand.

If they could get a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring right away, many would gladly take it.

Mu Han had Vine Mother oversee the Thunder Hell Vine breeding ground, steadily gathering Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings and Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones.

These were all signature products of the Fatui.

A Ten Thousand Year Thunder Hell Vine Torso Spirit Bone would be enough to raise Tang Wulin to level forty.

A Ten Thousand Year Thunder Hell Vine Soul Ring would also be a treasure to Tang Wulin at his current level.

It was more than enough to trade for some of Tang Wulin's blood.

Meanwhile, the list of those selected for the exchange trip to the Star Luo Empire had been finalized.

Mu Han, Wu Siduo, Zheng Yiran, and Xu Xiaoyan were all on it.

It was a good thing Gu Yue wasn't going. Otherwise, when the Dragon Valley inheritance was contested, they might end up as bitter enemies.

Although Mu Han no longer feared Gu Yue, he didn't want to fall out with her so soon.

What was more, Leng Yaozhu, one of the three strongest people at his side, was Gu Yue's teacher.

If they really fought, she might not be willing to help him.

Still, a sharp axe needs a sharpener, and he had to prepare thoroughly before going to Star Luo.

With that in mind, Mu Han called Xu Xiaoyan and Zheng Yiran over and asked them to come with him to the Tang Sect.

More precisely, to the Tang Sect's Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

After all, the Tang Sect still owed him two ten-thousand-year heavenly treasures.

Wu Siduo shot him a somewhat resentful look. It was obvious Mu Han hadn't planned to take her along.

Mu Han gave an awkward cough and handed Wu Siduo a Soul Spirit Ball.

Inside was a ferocious tiger with black-and-white stripes all over its body.

A pair of wings sprouted from its back, and wisps of black mist swirled around it, with a faint purple glow drifting through the air.

Even its black-and-white stripes seemed to shift and ripple, as if they were alive.

"Is this a Dark Demon Tiger?"

The stripes meant it was a hundred years old, the black mist marked it as a thousand-year beast, and the glimmer of purple signaled that it had become a Dark Demon.

That meant the giant tiger before them had a cultivation of at least ten thousand years.

Tigers were kings among beasts.

The Dark Demon Tiger wasn't the strongest among tiger-type Soul Beasts, but it came close.

What did a Ten Thousand Year Dark Demon Tiger mean?

"What you need isn't a heavenly treasure, but a change to your current state."

Twin Martial Souls meant having two Martial Souls. The advantage was obvious: both could be equipped with Soul Rings.

The second Martial Soul in particular could absorb high-level Soul Rings across the board.

But after the arrival of the Soul Spirit era, the constraints of spiritual power had reduced the advantage of Twin Martial Souls.

With the Spirit Ascension Platform, a person could already obtain high-level Soul Rings across the board for their first Martial Soul.

And if they wanted high-level Soul Rings across the board, they would need high-level Soul Spirits across the board.

No one had the spiritual power to withstand that.

However, Wu Siduo possessed a Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill, and that had shown Mu Han a new path.

Could her two Martial Souls be fused directly into one?

She could give up her Twin Martial Souls and turn her Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger, into a new Martial Soul.

Mu Han hadn't prepared any heavenly treasures for Wu Siduo. Instead, he had prepared this Ten Thousand Year Dark Demon Tiger Soul Spirit for her.

Meanwhile, Mu Han brought Zheng Yiran and Xu Xiaoyan to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well under Zang Xin's guidance.

The first thing to catch their eyes was an extraordinary lake in two colors.

One half was blue, the other red, the colors sharply divided and never mingling.

The moment they appeared in the air, powerful waves of intent suddenly swept toward them from every direction.

A flash of purple light crossed Zang Xin's eyes, and the divine senses rising toward them shattered one after another.

The surrounding plants parted, revealing a bare patch of ground just large enough for all four of them to stand on.

Six figures gradually took human form among the exotic flowers and plants around them, appearing before the group.

Zang Xin stepped forward. "Everyone, I hope you've been well?"

The purple-clad man at the front replied coolly, "We'd have been better off without your interference."