"Brother Ye, are you really not interested in my First Soul Skill?"
After finishing their meal, the group ventured deeper into Sunset Forest once more.
Ning Rongrong had originally thought Brother Ye would be very concerned about her First Soul Skill. She had even prepared to demonstrate it for him.
Yet after Brother Ye merely nodded lightly, he said nothing further.
This left Ning Rongrong, who had wanted to show off, feeling somewhat deflated.
"If we find a suitable soul beast later, let Hong Jun fight it in actual combat. You can support him from the side."
Ye Ruilin looked up with a smile.
Hearing that she was supposed to support Ma Hongjun, someone competing with her for status,
Ning Rongrong was initially rather unwilling.
But thinking that this was Brother Ye's arrangement, the little girl could only nod glumly.
"Kid, now that Rongrong has obtained her First Soul Ring, let me see the Martial Soul Fusion Skill produced by your fused Martial Souls."
Sword Douluo spoke.
Ning Rongrong instantly remembered that she seemed to be able to fuse Martial Souls with Brother Ye.
Her large, watery eyes immediately filled with anticipation.
She spread open her fair little palm, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda instantly appeared in it.
Ye Ruilin nodded. A yellow soul ring emerged at his feet, and the White Qilin quickly appeared behind him.
The moment it appeared, the White Qilin released the aura of a divine beast, causing some of the low-level soul beasts in the surrounding forest to tremble in fear.
With a satisfied snort, the Auspicious White Qilin charged straight toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Having experienced it once before, Ning Rongrong remained very calm this time.
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 smug glance at Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun had never seen a Martial Soul fusion before. He immediately leaned closer and carefully examined the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand.
"Th-this-this..."
"What's going on?"
"Isn't your Martial Soul the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? Why did it change into this?"
"Where did Big Brother's Martial Soul go?"
One question after another came spilling out, but Ning Rongrong merely gave a soft huff.
"This is the Martial Soul Fusion Skill between Brother Ye and me."
"When our Martial Souls fuse, they produce the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda."
The tiny Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda stood nine feet tall, its entire body flowing with mysterious yellow radiance.
The pagoda's surface was engraved with images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and great peaks.
The Qilin figure atop the pagoda filled anyone who looked upon it with awe.
"Rongrong, what is the Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
Sword Douluo reminded her.
The proudly beaming Ning Rongrong immediately came to her senses.
"Oh, oh, oh..."
"Grandpa Sword, the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda's ability is fate conversion!"
"If it lands on an ally, that ally's fortune will instantly increase for a short time, while all of their attributes will also rise."
"The extent of the increase is related to my cultivation. I'm currently level eleven, so my teammates' attributes are increased by eleven percent."
"If it is applied to an opponent, their fortune will decline for a short time, making them incredibly unlucky. The degree of weakening is the same as the enhancement and is tied to my cultivation."
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo both sucked in a breath of cold air.
One had to know that when soul masters fought, even the slightest error could affect the course of battle when both sides were of the same level.
The Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda's soul skill mainly affected fortune.
Such a thing was unfathomable and impossible to resist.
If Rongrong reached level seventy-nine, used the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to increase her side's attributes by eighty percent, then used the Martial Soul Fusion Skill to weaken her opponent's overall attributes and fortune by seventy-nine percent, thereby affecting their combat strength...
At that thought, Sword Douluo's cheek twitched, and his gaze flickered uncertainly.
If that truly happened, with the enemy exhausted and them at full strength, even a Soul Douluo might be able to contend with a Title Douluo!
"However, it has one limitation."
"It can only be used once within a short period. After each use, it enters a two-hour cooldown, and the target cannot be changed midway through the activation."
Ning Rongrong added.
The others nodded without looking surprised.
After all, if such a soul skill could be used without limit, it would be far too heaven-defying.
Ye Ruilin looked at the Mysterious Yellow Merit Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand.
He lowered his eyes, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face.
Then another figure appeared behind him.
As the Fire Qilin wreathed in flames appeared, Ye Ruilin's expression relaxed.
He had originally been worried that after his Martial Soul fused with Ning Rongrong's, he would be unable to summon the Fire Qilin clone.
Now it seemed that the main body's condition did not affect the clone.
"Fire Qilin, possess me."
His soul ring shone as Ye Ruilin attempted to control the Fire Qilin.
Firelight emerged, erupting into a dazzling blaze before instantly pouring into his body.
Ye Ruilin's black hair instantly turned red, sparks dancing at its tips and trailing streaks of crimson light.
His pupils contracted, golden light flashing in his eyes. The Qilin horn on his forehead gleamed with cold light as he moved.
Looking at the crimson scales covering his arms and feeling his fingertips become hard and powerful, Ye Ruilin smiled in satisfaction.
If he formed a team with Ning Rongrong in the future, then even if his main White Qilin fused Martial Souls with Ning Rongrong,
the Fire Qilin clone could still fight, without affecting his combat strength in the slightest.
"Damn, whose Martial Soul is that?"
Ma Hongjun stared blankly at the Fire Qilin that had just radiated both majesty and fierce, violent energy.
If the Auspicious Qilin that had appeared earlier gave him a sense of majesty and holiness,
then this Fire Qilin felt violent, as if it would attack directly at the slightest disagreement.
"Brother Ye's."
Seeing Ma Hongjun's ignorant expression, Ning Rongrong shot him an annoyed glance.
Then she looked at Ye Ruilin with admiration.
"Brother Ye, I can sense a connection between me and this Fire Qilin, but it's extremely weak."
The little girl sighed.
She had originally thought that after her Martial Soul fused with Brother Ye's Martial Soul, she would also be able to control the Fire Qilin before her.
But unfortunately, that faint connection was nowhere near enough to accomplish that.
Ye Ruilin understood exactly what was happening.
Though this Fire Qilin was a Martial Soul clone, it was more fundamentally based on the Primordial Art he cultivated.
It was only through the Primordial Art's feedback that his Martial Soul had produced the five-element clones.
Ning Rongrong had never cultivated the Primordial Art, so how could she establish a connection with the Fire Qilin?
After learning that the Fire Qilin was also Ye Ruilin's Martial Soul, Ma Hongjun's eyes filled with admiration as well.
"Boss, how exactly did you do this?"
"Do you think I have any hope of getting a second Phoenix too?"
Ma Hongjun wore a fawning expression, his eyes full of expectation.
"Don't even think about it."
"Both the cultivation method you practice and your Martial Soul specialize in the fire attribute."
"And my Qilin Clone was also partly due to my First Soul Ring."
Ye Ruilin casually explained.
The existence of the Primordial Art was too troublesome to explain, so it was better to attribute it directly to his soul ring.
Upon hearing this, envy flashed through Ma Hongjun's eyes before he sighed.
His boss truly deserved to be the child of fortune.
Even someone by his boss's side like Ning Rongrong could rely on his fortune to obtain a rare soul beast.
His boss himself was probably even more heaven-defying.
He just did not know what soul beast his boss had killed for his First Soul Ring.
Ma Hongjun did not ask further. Instead, he became even more eager for his own First Soul Ring.
He was his boss's most loyal little brother.
He hoped the god of fortune watching over his boss would favor him as well and grant him a satisfactory soul skill.
Ye Ruilin, standing nearby, had no idea what this kid was thinking.
He only noticed that the kid seemed to be muttering under his breath and occasionally bowing toward him again and again.
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