Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Qi Luck Conversion

"Brother Ye, are you truly not interested in my first soul skill?"

After finishing their meal, the group ventured once more into the Sunset Forest.

Ning Rongrong had originally assumed Brother Ye would be very concerned about her first soul skill, and she had already prepared herself to demonstrate it for him.

She never expected that Brother Ye would simply nod lightly and leave it at that.

This left Ning Rongrong, who had been eager to show off, feeling a bit deflated.

"If we find a suitable soul beast later, let Ma Hongjun handle the combat while you provide support from the sidelines."

Ye Ruilin looked up with a smile.

Hearing that she was to support Ma Hongjun—the very person competing with her for status—Ning Rongrong was initially quite reluctant.

But once she realized this was Brother Ye's arrangement, the little girl could only nod sullenly.

"Kid, since Rongrong has obtained her first soul ring, let me see the Martial Soul Fusion Skill produced by your souls."

Sword Douluo spoke up.

Ning Rongrong instantly realized that she seemed capable of performing a Martial Soul Fusion with Brother Ye.

Her large, watery eyes were immediately filled with anticipation.

She spread her fair, tender palms, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda instantly appeared in the center of her hand.

Ye Ruilin nodded; a yellow soul ring emerged at his feet, and the Auspicious White Qilin quickly appeared behind him.

The moment it manifested, the Auspicious White Qilin radiated the aura of a divine beast, causing the low-level soul beasts in the surrounding forest to tremble in fear.

Satisfied, it snorted, and the Auspicious White Qilin charged directly toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

With the experience from last time, Ning Rongrong's expression remained quite calm.

Until the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hand transformed into the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda.

Looking at the fused martial soul in her hand, Ning Rongrong cast a glance at Ma Hongjun with a hint of smugness.

Ma Hongjun had never seen a Martial Soul Fusion before and immediately crowded over, examining the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand in detail.

"This, this, this..."

"What is going on?"

"Isn't your martial soul the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? Why has it changed into this appearance?"

"Where did Big Brother's martial soul go?"

As the questions poured out one after another, Ning Rongrong simply gave a light huff.

"This is the Martial Soul Fusion Skill that belongs to Brother Ye and me."

"When our two martial souls fuse, they produce the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda."

The small Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda stood nine feet tall, its entire body flowing with mysterious yellow light.

The surface of the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda was engraved with images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers.

The silhouette of the Qilin atop the pagoda was enough to strike awe into anyone who looked upon it.

"Rongrong, what is the Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"

Sword Douluo prompted.

The smug Ning Rongrong immediately snapped back to reality.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

"Sword Grandpa, the ability of the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda is Luck Conversion!"

"If cast on a teammate, the teammate's luck will instantly increase for a short period, and all their attributes will also grow."

"The magnitude of the increase is related to my cultivation; since I am currently level eleven, the teammate's attributes increase by eleven percent."

"If cast on an opponent, the opponent's luck will decrease for a short period, making them incredibly unlucky. The degree of weakening is the same as the boost, tied to my cultivation level."

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo gasped.

One must know that when soul masters fight, at the same level, even the slightest margin of error can influence the outcome of the battle.

The soul skill of the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda primarily affected luck.

Such a thing was profound and mysterious, leaving absolutely no way to resist it.

If Rongrong reached level seventy-nine, using the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to increase her side's attributes by eighty percent, and then using the Martial Soul Fusion Skill to weaken the opponent's attributes and luck by seventy-nine percent, it would inevitably impact their combat power...

Thinking of this, Sword Douluo's face twitched, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.

If it truly came to that, with their strength exhausted and ours overflowing, even a Soul Douluo could likely hold their own against a Title Douluo!

"However, it does have a limitation."

"It can only be used once in a short period. After each use, it enters a one-hour cooldown, and one cannot change the target midway through the casting process."

Ning Rongrong added.

The others nearby nodded, showing no signs of surprise.

After all, if such a soul skill could be used infinitely, it would be far too heaven-defying.

Ye Ruilin looked at the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hands.

He lowered his gaze, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.

Immediately, a figure appeared behind him once more.

Seeing the Fire Qilin appear, its body wreathed in flames, Ye Ruilin's expression relaxed.

He had been worried that after his martial soul fused with Ning Rongrong, he would be unable to summon his avatar, the Fire Qilin.

It seemed now that the state of his main body would not affect the avatar.

"Fire Qilin, possess."

As his soul ring radiated light, Ye Ruilin attempted to control the Fire Qilin.

Flames emerged, erupting in a dazzling burst of light that instantly surged into his body.

Ye Ruilin's black hair turned red in an instant, sparks dancing at the tips as a crimson glow swept over him.

His pupils contracted, flashing with golden light, and the Qilin horn on his forehead glinted with a cold light as he moved.

Looking at the red scales covering his arms and his fingertips, which had become hard and powerful, Ye Ruilin smiled with satisfaction.

If he were to form a team with Ning Rongrong in the future, even if his main body, the White Qilin, underwent a martial soul fusion with her, the Fire Qilin avatar could still fight, meaning his combat power would not be affected in the slightest.

"Holy crap, whose martial soul is that?"

Ma Hongjun was left dumbstruck as he watched the majestic yet fierce and violent Fire Qilin.

If the Auspicious Qilin that appeared earlier had given him a sense of majesty and holiness, this Fire Qilin felt violent, as if it would strike out at the slightest provocation.

"It's Brother Ye's."

Ning Rongrong glanced at Ma Hongjun with annoyance at his lack of experience, then looked at Ye Ruilin with adoration.

"Brother Ye, I can feel a connection with this Fire Qilin, but it's very faint."

The young girl sighed.

She had originally thought that after her martial soul fused with Brother Ye's, she would be able to control the Fire Qilin before her as well.

Unfortunately, that faint connection was nowhere near enough to achieve that.

Ye Ruilin, however, understood exactly what was going on.

Although this Fire Qilin was a martial soul avatar, it was based primarily on the Primordial Art he cultivated.

It was only through the feedback of the Primordial Art that his martial soul could produce Five Elements avatars.

Since Ning Rongrong had never cultivated the Primordial Art, how could she possibly establish a link with the Fire Qilin?

Upon learning that the Fire Qilin was also Ye Ruilin's martial soul, Ma Hongjun's eyes filled with admiration.

"Boss, how on earth did you do that?"

"Do you think there's any hope for me to conjure a second phoenix?"

Ma Hongjun's face was full of ingratiation, his eyes brimming with anticipation.

"Don't even think about it."

"Both the cultivation technique you practice and your martial soul are specialized in the fire attribute."

"Besides, my Qilin avatar is partly due to my first soul ring."

Ye Ruilin explained casually.

The existence of the Primordial Art was too troublesome to explain, so it was better to simply attribute it to his soul ring.

Hearing this, a flash of envy crossed Ma Hongjun's eyes, followed by a sigh.

His boss was truly worthy of being a child of destiny.

Even those around him, like Ning Rongrong, could obtain rare soul beasts with the boss's luck.

As for the boss himself, he was likely even more heaven-defying.

He just wondered what kind of soul beast the boss had hunted for his first soul ring.

Ma Hongjun did not press the matter, instead becoming even more expectant about his own first soul ring.

He was, after all, the boss's most loyal follower.

He hoped the god of luck surrounding his boss would favor him, allowing him to obtain a satisfying soul skill.

Ye Ruilin, standing to the side, had no idea what the kid was thinking.

He only noticed that the boy seemed to be muttering to himself, bowing toward him every now and then.