Tang San: Worst case, I'll take both genders, Wu Lin, go!

Inside the sea of consciousness, the two who had just been making a ruckus fell silent in an instant.

Na'er and Gu Yue both turned their gazes toward Qian Jue in unison.

Qian Jue finally snapped back to reality, realizing he had accidentally blurted out his inner thoughts.

"Uh... Senior Sister, Na'er, that's not what I meant at all."

"In any case, all in all, let's just see what effects this martial soul fusion skill has."

"O-okay." Gu Yue kept her head bowed, making it impossible to see her expression.

However, the white steam manifesting above her head made it clear that her inner state was certainly not as calm as her exterior suggested.

Once they focused their thoughts on the martial soul fusion skill, Gu Yue quickly sensed the specific improvements.

"I can feel the surrounding elements resonating with me."

Outside, Kanna raised her hand, and a mass of clouds and mist quickly gathered in her palm.

There was no soul power fluctuation; it was as if the elements themselves had become a part of her body.

Thoughts followed intent, acting on whim.

"My spiritual power has also increased, by more than ten times."

Na'er also sensed it carefully, her face filled with shock. "My soul power has increased tenfold as well, and that's ten times the sum of all three of us."

Qian Jue was also deeply shaken.

Although he knew this was a trinity... no, strictly speaking, Na'er and Gu Yue were one.

Only when they were together were they the complete Silver Dragon King.

Could the fusion of the Silver Dragon King and his Dragon Rising Pillar really provide such a terrifying boost?

If other factors were ignored, their current form could easily defeat high-level Soul Saints, or even Soul Douluos, who weren't using battle armor.

One had to remember that the combined cultivation of himself, Gu Yue, and Na'er was no higher than that of a second-ring Great Soul Master.

Outside, Tang Wulin and the others were gathered around, watching the three who had transformed into Kanna.

"Hiss... is such a cute creature really something that can exist in this world?" Xie Xie looked down from above, staring at Kanna for a long while before speaking.

Although he desperately wanted to go up and give Kanna a hug, thinking that holding her and patting her head would feel amazing, his reason told him that if he dared to do so, his end would be miserable.

After all, Gu Yue was one of the components of the fusion.

Tang Wulin, meanwhile, watched with longing, sitting on the sofa with a restless heart, his envy written all over his face.

"I'm so envious. Both Na'er and Gu Yue have a martial soul fusion skill with the Captain, and it's at such a level, too."

"Compared to last night, I'm nothing."

At this moment, in Tang Wulin's sea of consciousness, Tang San's divine sense was silently observing everything.

Judging by the fluctuations in their aura, this was undoubtedly the Silver Dragon King.

And it was a complete Silver Dragon King at that, with her origin restored, though her aura was still somewhat weak.

"This won't do. If things continue like this, the Silver Dragon King will have nothing to do with our Tang family."

"I must think of a way."

Tang San watched helplessly as Qian Jue and the others completed their martial soul fusion, feeling anxious to the point of burning.

He looked at his foolish son again. Tang Wulin, why are you just watching?

That is your dear sister. Isn't falling in love with one's sister a fine tradition of our Tang family?

If it were before, Gu Yue's favor for Qian Jue over his own Wulin could be attributed to the temptation of the Dragon Clan's supreme treasure.

But now it was different; a martial soul fusion skill was the best medium for both parties to cultivate feelings.

Not to mention young boys and girls who already had mutual affection, even between men or women, possessing a martial soul fusion skill would at the very least make them lifelong best friends, or at worst, cause their feelings to warp into, "Brother/Sister, you smell so good."

For the sake of the clan's ten-thousand-year grand plan, I must make a choice!

"Little Wulin, why don't you go and try to see if you can perform a martial soul fusion skill with Qian Jue?"

"Huh? Old Tang, are you talking to me?"

Tang Wulin blinked, responding silently in his heart to the ethereal voice in his mind.

"Nonsense, who else cares about you as much as I do?"

"Uh, Mom, Dad, Na'er, and Xiao Qian all care about me a lot."

A few black lines appeared on Tang San's forehead; he had no way to refute the mention of Qian Jue.

"That care is not the same as this care. I am doing this for your great future."

Tang San's divine sense coaxed him:

"Becoming a powerful soul master to protect your mom, dad, and sister in the future was your goal from the start, wasn't it?"

Tang Wulin nodded. "Now I have to add one more: I want to protect Xiao Qian, too."

This is bad; the child has already been influenced.

Tang San's divine consciousness gritted its teeth. Damn that Golden Dragon King, damn that supreme treasure of the Dragon Clan!

I must stay calm. The more critical the situation, the more I need to use my brilliant mind.

I must draw upon the wisdom accumulated by a God King over ten thousand years!

At worst, I'll just have my son take Qian Jue in as well. That way, in the end, whether it's the Silver Dragon King or the Dragon Clan's supreme treasure, it will all belong to the Tang family!

This era must firmly grasp the power of the Dragon Clan; otherwise, with Wulin's innate rank-three Blue Silver Grass, even if he evolves into the Blue Silver Emperor, he'll be nothing more than a weed on the side of the road.

Tang San's divine consciousness felt a profound realization: this Blue Silver Grass was truly trash, at best only good for support.

Before he became a god, the tool he used most in the later stages was still his hammer.

"Ahem, Wulin, listen to me."

"The bloodline of the Golden Dragon King is supreme even among the Dragon Clan. If Na'er can do it, you certainly can too."

"As soul masters, we must forge ahead with determination. If we were to give up at the slightest setback, our ancestor Tang San from ten thousand years ago would never have achieved the status of a supreme deity."

"Opportunities are earned, they don't just fall from the sky."

Tang San's divine consciousness spoke with righteous indignation, subtly elevating himself in the process.

Tang Wulin seemed moved by these words.

That's right, if Na'er can do it, why can't I?

If Qian Jue really marries Na'er in the future, then I'll be the brother-in-law. Wouldn't it be much better for the three of us to perform a martial soul fusion than to bring in an outsider like Gu Yue?

Fine, that's the plan.

Tang Wulin suddenly stood up, startling Wang Jinxi and Xie Xie, who were busy discussing whether they should stock the villa with some Lolita outfits.

"Whoa, Wulin, what are you doing? You scared the life out of me."

"I want to try it too!"

With that, Tang Wulin walked up to Kanna.

"You want to join as well?"

Qian Jue asked.

He was quite curious. Tang Wulin already had the Divine Dragon Transformation with Gu Yue, so he wondered if adding him into the mix would trigger some kind of change.

"Yes, what should I do now?"

Qian Jue reached out and gently gripped Tang Wulin's wrist. "Relax, and release your soul power."

Tang Wulin did as he was told immediately.

Golden blood energy flowed into Qian Jue's body, guided by the soul power.

The aura of the Golden Dragon King merged into the three of them without any resistance. This was only natural; after all, gold and silver were originally one. Being separated was the exception, and being united was their normal state.

Tang Wulin's figure also began to change, his entire body enveloped in a golden glow.

It looked like he was capable of martial soul fusion as well.

Xie Xie and the others nearby were stunned. If Wulin succeeded, the four of them would become an incredibly rare four-in-one martial soul fusion in the history of soul masters.

But the very next second, the golden light suddenly dissipated.

Tang Wulin was sent flying by a sudden repulsive force, landing heavily on the sofa.

This scene left Tang San's divine consciousness completely dumbfounded.

What on earth happened? Why did the martial soul fusion, which was progressing perfectly, suddenly break off?