Looking into the young man's eyes, Ning Fengzhi fell silent for a moment before suddenly smiling.
How difficult was Martial Soul Fusion?
If it were so simple, the Star Luo Empire would not have held the imperial throne for so many years.
There were countless powerful Martial Souls, and the Star Luo Empire had naturally relied on its Martial Soul Fusion Skill with the Zhu Family to maintain control of the imperial throne.
Only after the two families had spent so many years adapting to each other had they gradually increased the chances of achieving Martial Soul Fusion.
For two ordinary Soul Masters, accomplishing it was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
But since the boy wanted to give it a try, why should he stop him?
Wasn't this very spirit of daring to venture forth what young people relied on?
"Go ahead and try. With Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo here, they'll keep an eye on you two."
Ning Fengzhi spoke.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also stepped forward before everyone.
The powerful aura radiating from the two Title Douluo would have made ordinary people lower their heads, not daring to meet their eyes.
But Ning Rongrong had grown up with her two grandfathers by her side, so she felt nothing at all.
Ye Ruilin raised his head and glanced at them, showing no unusual reaction either.
Soul rings emerged beneath his feet, and the Auspicious White Qilin soon appeared at Ye Ruilin's side.
"Rongrong, summon your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
Ye Ruilin spoke, looking at Ning Rongrong with gentle eyes.
Ning Rongrong nodded. Her fair, delicate palm opened, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared above it.
The exquisite little pagoda radiated dazzling light, looking mysterious and beautiful.
As the two Martial Souls appeared at the same time, the premonition in Ye Ruilin's heart seemed to grow even stronger.
The White Qilin also seemed interested in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and walked straight toward Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong looked at the towering Qilin that had come to her side, her face full of excitement.
The white Qilin's golden eyes carefully studied the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm.
The flowing golden light surrounding its body slowly drew closer to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
When that golden light approached the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, it strangely vanished.
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in surprise.
She could clearly feel that her Martial Soul seemed to have devoured some kind of extremely soothing energy.
Yet she did not know how to describe what she was feeling.
"Rongrong, don't resist."
Ye Ruilin spoke.
Then the White Qilin charged straight at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Its momentum carried a mad intensity, as though it would smash away everything before it.
Ning Rongrong was a little frightened, but she still stood firmly in place, her other hand hidden behind her back and clenched tightly.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo instinctively tensed, keeping close watch on Ning Rongrong's condition.
Ning Fengzhi also rose to his feet, staring intensely ahead.
The instant the White Qilin collided with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a blinding golden light erupted.
Everyone instinctively shut their eyes until the light faded.
The two lights intertwined. Golden radiance and dazzling brilliance appeared together, enveloping the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
"Rongrong, how do you feel?"
Ning Fengzhi immediately asked his daughter. Even his usually calm face now showed a hint of tension.
He could tell that this Martial Soul Fusion seemed to be proceeding exceptionally smoothly.
But before the final result emerged, he still felt uneasy.
Ning Rongrong instinctively shook her head, her eyes fixed tightly on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda before her.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo stepped forward several paces, staring intently at the little pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand.
"Do you think it'll succeed?"
"Hiss, it doesn't look like a failure. If it had failed, they would've separated right away."
The two whispered softly, but their gazes never left Ning Rongrong.
Ye Ruilin closed his eyes, sensing the feeling brought by the Martial Soul Fusion.
As a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, Ning Rongrong also widened her eyes in delighted surprise.
"Dad, it worked!"
The girl's voice was full of joy, her tone rising excitedly.
Ning Fengzhi and the other two stared in shock at the little pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand.
The dazzling radiance around the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda disappeared, and the entire pagoda now emitted golden light.
The original seven-tiered little pagoda had become a towering structure. It had lost some of its delicacy, yet gained a measure of majesty.
Atop the pagoda stood a Qilin statue.
The roaring Qilin added even more holiness and imposing dignity to the little pagoda.
"Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda."
Ning Rongrong and Ye Ruilin spoke at the same time, their eyes falling upon the pagoda together.
Ye Ruilin could clearly sense the connection between himself and the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda.
His sixth sense had also surged after the Martial Soul Fusion, as if he were under Qilin Possession.
"Dad, it feels like I've gained a faint connection too, somehow."
Ning Rongrong did not know how to describe her current feelings and could only look to Ning Fengzhi for help.
Ning Fengzhi, who had been standing stiffly, immediately revealed an expression of wild joy.
This was the first time he had displayed such intense emotion.
"Good, good, good."
"Excellent."
Ning Fengzhi felt that today's surprises had come one after another.
First, his daughter had proven to be a genius with innate rank-nine Soul Power. Now, another genius had appeared who could perform Martial Soul Fusion with her.
He realized that he could no longer see through his daughter's future at all.
"Fengzhi, if only Rongrong's Martial Soul were this."
Sword Douluo examined the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand, overwhelmed with emotion.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was indeed powerful, but it possessed a fatal flaw.
It could only ever gain seven soul rings, and its Soul Power could only reach rank seventy-nine.
There would never be any possibility of becoming a god.
The Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda seemed to have no such problem at all.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly realized this as well. Looking at the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand, he fell silent for a long time.
Ning Rongrong was somewhat confused by her father's and two grandfathers' reactions. Shouldn't they be happy?
Ye Ruilin, however, understood what the three of them were thinking.
But he could not directly tell them that one day, he would help Ning Rongrong resolve the flaw in her Martial Soul.
"Clan Master Ning, Rongrong doesn't have any soul rings yet, so we can't determine the soul skill created by the Martial Soul Fusion."
Ye Ruilin spoke, redirecting their attention.
Only then did Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo recall the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
"Who is the primary controller of this Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda?"
Ning Fengzhi asked.
"Rongrong."
Ye Ruilin nodded with certainty.
"Dad, I can completely control this Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda."
Ning Rongrong grinned as she moved close to Ning Fengzhi, speaking proudly.
Ning Fengzhi smiled and patted her head.
"If it's Rongrong, then the soul skill of this fused Martial Soul will most likely lean more toward support."
"With the abilities of your Auspicious White Qilin, the soul skill should change from the foundation of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. It may be more inclined toward luck and fortune."
Ning Fengzhi voiced his speculation.
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