Martial Soul Fusion Skill

The pure and domineering supreme-yang soul power within Su Ming surged forth like a blazing sun, while the cold and desolate supreme-yin soul power surrounding Zhang Lexuan flowed like moonlight.

These two diametrically opposed yet naturally compatible forces suddenly intertwined and wove together.

The two, locked in an embrace, activated their respective Martial Souls at almost the same moment, as yellow, purple, black, and red soul rings rose layer by layer beneath their feet.

Surrounding their bodies in a brilliant display of light, the majestic pressure released by the soul rings instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.

In particular, the brilliant blood-red 100,000-year soul ring on Zhang Lexuan shone as dazzlingly as the full moon hanging in the sky.

The ancient and formidable soul beast pressure within that ring spread wantonly in all directions, causing the surrounding vegetation to tremble and the air to stagnate.

The next moment, the phantom of Su Ming's Snow Mastiff Martial Soul manifested majestically behind him, a magnificent snow-white giant mastiff standing in mid-air amidst howling gales.

A massive Taiji Yin-Yang pattern slowly emerged in the void, with black and white energies circulating and intertwining in an endless, harmonious cycle.

Zhang Lexuan's Moon Martial Soul transformed into a cold, full moon, hanging in mid-air and radiating an aura of supreme-yin elegance.

It slowly drifted toward the Taiji diagram, eventually sinking into the supreme-yin side of the black fish, fitting perfectly.

The Snow Mastiff Martial Soul tilted its head slightly, its massive body swaying as if sensing the pull of the Yin-Yang energy.

After a moment of contemplation, it stepped out from the center of the Taiji pattern and landed firmly on the supreme-yang side of the white fish.

In an instant, the Snow Mastiff Martial Soul and the Moon Martial Soul spun rapidly within the embrace of the Taiji diagram, the supreme-yang and supreme-yin soul powers constantly merging, complementing, and unifying.

Black and white currents intertwined, becoming indistinguishable from one another, and the two figures gradually merged within the ultimate Yin-Yang resonance, their outlines overlapping until they became one.

The light and shadows shifted violently on the spot, and a humanoid figure nearly two meters tall slowly solidified.

It was clad in ancient-style armor of alternating black and white, with patterns flowing like the Taiji, stern and majestic, while it gripped a giant axe that shimmered with a chilling, intimidating edge.

This figure possessed a breathtakingly handsome appearance, containing both the sharp, masculine aura inherent to Su Ming and the gentle, feminine beauty innate to Zhang Lexuan—a peerless combination of strength and grace.

Su Ming tried to raise his arm, finding that he could control the body with ease; every movement was guided by his own will, his mind perfectly synchronized with this fused form.

A surge of uncontrollable excitement welled up in his heart, and he spoke softly, his tone filled with pleasant surprise:

"Sister Lexuan, do you feel anything wrong? My state is incredible right now; I feel as if endless power is surging through my entire body."

An ethereal, gentle female voice resonated directly in Su Ming's mind, carrying a trace of calm and softness:

"I feel no discomfort at all; the fusion of Yin and Yang is very smooth. You might as well try to strike and test the true power of this Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

Su Ming felt this made sense, and with a thought, his figure suddenly soared into the air, instantly flashing above the vast Sea God Lake.

He gripped the giant axe tightly, pouring all his supreme-yang and supreme-yin power into the blade, and with a powerful swing of his arm, he slashed down toward the calm lake surface below!

BOOM—!

A heaven-shaking roar erupted as the axe light, wrapped in black and white Yin-Yang power, crashed down, instantly carving a straight vacuum zone through the Sea God Lake.

The lake water was forcibly pushed to both sides by the tyrannical force, sending waves surging into the sky.

The two, looking down at this earth-shattering strike from within their fused form, were both stunned, their hearts filled with shock.

Su Ming couldn't help but exclaim: "Sister Lexuan, this Martial Soul Fusion Skill of ours is simply too strong!"

Zhang Lexuan did not respond, only watching the empty vacuum area on the lake surface quietly, her eyes flickering.

A moment later, the parted lake water crashed back down, and it soon returned to its usual calm state.

However, in mid-air, the rich and mellow scents of supreme-yin and supreme-yang lingered, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

After exerting his full strength for this finishing move, Su Ming felt his soul power instantly drained, and a wave of exhaustion and weakness swept over him.

The next second, the Yin-Yang fusion form dissolved, and the two figures separated once more.

Zhang Lexuan was quick to react, reaching out to steady the swaying Su Ming and gently pulling his head to rest on her soft shoulder, supporting him tenderly so he could rest in peace.

Although this Martial Soul Fusion Skill was controlled primarily by Su Ming, he was, after all, only a level 40-something Soul Ancestor.

His soul power foundation was far inferior to hers, and forcing a full-power strike with the fusion skill had exhausted his core soul power.

Zhang Lexuan, however, was already at the level of an 8-ring Soul Douluo and possessed a 100,000-year soul ring; her foundation was deep, and she felt little fatigue after the fusion.

Su Ming took the opportunity to wrap his arms tightly around Zhang Lexuan's waist, his cheek pressed against her clothes, his tone lazy and joyful:

"Sister Lexuan, since we are naturally capable of performing a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, why don't we practice together every day from now on?"

"Just now, when Yin and Yang merged, I could clearly feel my soul power steadily advancing; it was more than twice as fast as cultivating alone."

Fearing she might refuse, Su Ming began using his twisted logic to persuade Zhang Lexuan:

"Look, if I can speed up, Sister Lexuan surely can too. As long as we cultivate together, we will become the strongest sooner or later."

Perhaps it was the spiritual bond brought about by the Martial Soul fusion, or perhaps it was the lingering, ambiguous atmosphere of their recent embrace.

Zhang Lexuan, who was always cold and self-restrained, did not refuse in the slightest. After a moment of silence, she nodded gently, tacitly agreeing to the proposal of cultivating together in the future.

Su Ming smiled broadly, taking Zhang Lexuan's jade hand and walking slowly toward the small courtyard.

From then on, Su Ming simply settled into Zhang Lexuan's private courtyard.

Apart from occasionally stepping out to guide Huo Yuhao in his cultivation, he spent all his time in the courtyard, meditating alongside Zhang Lexuan and diligently cultivating by utilizing the complementary nature of their Yin-Yang soul power.

Time flowed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, the day arrived for Huo Yuhao to return from his training in the Far North and complete his second-year promotion examination.

With the Treasure Appraisal Fair at the Soul Master Academy only a day away, Su Ming finally paused his day-after-day cultivation.

Immersed in the superb state of Yin-Yang dual cultivation during this period, his cultivation base had advanced by leaps and bounds, allowing him to jump two levels in one go and firmly step into the ranks of a level 46 Soul Ancestor.

Su Ming calculated inwardly that as long as he could successfully secure the ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber at the Treasure Appraisal Fair, he could continue to consolidate his cultivation by leveraging the advantages of Yin-Yang dual cultivation.

By the time the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament began, he might just be able to push for level 50 and break through to the five-ring Soul King realm.

Thinking of this, Su Ming whispered a farewell to Zhang Lexuan, who was sitting quietly beside him: "Sister Lexuan, I'm heading to the Treasure Appraisal Fair."

Taking advantage of the moment her gaze was lowered and she was meditating, he leaned in close, stole a quick kiss on her cheek, and then flashed away, slipping out of the small courtyard in a blur.

The sudden intimate gesture left Zhang Lexuan stunned where she stood, a faint blush quietly staining her cheeks as she remained frozen in place for a long time.

After a good while, she finally calmed her emotions, turned around with light, gentle steps, and walked back to her room to continue her meditation.

Only, between her brows, a trace of imperceptible tenderness had quietly rippled into existence.