Master, Please Pay Attention to Your Influence! The Secret of Soul and Martial Soul!

Late at night.

The private hot spring of Feng Yun on the rear mountain of the Wind Sword Sect.

Milky-white mist rose in wisps from the surface of the water.

Moonlight spilled through the sparse bamboo grove, shattering into silver across the hot spring's surface.

Feng Yun lay on his back in the hot spring pool, his arms resting on the edge, his entire body stretched out in utter relaxation.

The hot water wrapped around the body he had tempered over three years of training.

The hidden injuries he had accumulated day after day in the underground soul fighting arena and the Great Soul Fighting Arena were soothed little by little by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within the hot spring.

"Comfortable..."

He let out a long breath, and a rare look of ease from these past three years appeared on his face.

During his days in Heaven Dou City, he had either been fighting or being drilled by his master; even in his dreams, he was splitting off the Wind Spirit Fractal Sword.

Now that he was back in his hometown's hot spring, the feeling was simply too comfortable.

Feng Yun was enjoying this tranquility.

Suddenly, a gentle clear light lit up by the pool without warning.

Yun Yun's figure slowly solidified within the mist.

Her white robes were purer than snow, her black hair flowing like a waterfall.

Amid the hazy steam, that cold, breathtakingly beautiful face seemed even more unreal.

The hot mist rising from the spring coated her exposed collarbones and the line of her neck in a thin layer of luminous sheen. A few loose strands of hair at her shoulder, dampened by the vapor, clung to her skin, adding a trace of unguarded softness to Yun Yun's originally elegant and reserved bearing.

"Master???"

Feng Yun jolted all over.

His hands covered the water in front of him at the speed of light.

His entire body shrank halfway deeper into the pool, leaving only his head exposed.

"Why, why did you suddenly come out!"

"I'm bathing here!"

Yun Yun tilted her head slightly and glanced at him.

Her gaze was so calm it held not a single ripple, as if she were looking at a cat making a fuss over nothing.

"How old are you? Is there any need?"

There was!

There absolutely was!

Feng Yun screamed wildly in his heart: Master, can't you take a look at what you look like right now?!

The outline flickering in and out through the mist, the delicate curves traced by the moonlight.

And those ear tips faintly reddened by the steam.

What normal man could see this scene and not ascend on the spot?

Even if he was only nine years old, there was an adult living inside his soul!

"Master, even if you think I'm a child, you should at least pay attention to the occasion, right?"

Feng Yun's voice was trembling.

"No matter."

Yun Yun spoke indifferently, her cool, beautiful eyes without the slightest improper thought.

"In my eyes, Yun'er, you are still a child."

The corners of Feng Yun's mouth twitched twice.

Fine.

Whatever you say.

He chose to shift his gaze elsewhere.

He stared at a rock by the pool, struggling to make his heartbeat return to a normal level.

But his peripheral vision still could not help drifting over there.

It was human nature.

This was not his fault.

A moment later, the atmosphere between the two of them finally returned to normal.

Yun Yun stood by the pool, her tone shifting from casual to serious.

"Yun'er, there's something I need to tell you."

Feng Yun sensed the change in her tone and put away his cheeky grin.

"Please speak, Master."

"Have you noticed that from three years ago until now, my soul body has been growing more and more solid?"

Feng Yun was slightly startled and carefully looked Yun Yun over.

It was true.

Three years ago, Yun Yun's soul body had still been distinctly translucent, its edges blurring and fading from time to time.

But the Yun Yun standing before him now looked almost no different from a physical body.

If moonlight did not occasionally pass through her body, there would be no way to tell she was a soul.

"Because you've grown stronger, my soul body has solidified along with you."

"There seems to be some unknown connection involved."

Yun Yun frowned slightly, choosing her words.

"I can sense that there is a faint, barely perceptible pull between my soul and your second martial soul, the Green Phoenix Sword."

"The Green Phoenix Sword?" Feng Yun's heart stirred.

"Yes."

Yun Yun nodded. "I crossed over into this world and lodged inside your ring, while you just so happen to possess a martial soul closely connected to me... This cannot be a coincidence."

"I suspect the reason I came here is far more complicated than I imagined."

"But to unravel this secret—"

She looked at Feng Yun, her gaze deep.

"Yun'er, you must become stronger."

Feng Yun's expression turned completely serious.

He looked at Yun Yun—this woman who, for the past three years, had personally taught him how to fight, helped heal his injuries, and accompanied him through countless late-night reviews.

She never spoke of herself.

She never mentioned what it felt like to lose her physical body, to lose everything.

She had devoted all her energy to him.

And now, for the first time, she had finally spoken about herself.

Feng Yun took a deep breath.

"Master."

He said with firm conviction, "No matter what secret lies behind this, I will help you find the answer."

"And—"

Feng Yun's gaze was burning and resolute.

"I will definitely help you reshape your physical body. I will make you truly, genuinely live again."

"This is my promise to you, Master."

Amid the hazy mist, Yun Yun's figure trembled slightly.

She said nothing.

But in those eyes that had always been cold and aloof, something gently softened.

Under Feng Yun's gaze, she did something he had never expected.

Yun Yun lifted the hem of her skirt and slowly walked into the hot spring.

"Master?"

Feng Yun looked baffled.

Wasn't Master a soul body? Would soaking in a hot spring do anything?

Yun Yun did not explain. She walked straight to Feng Yun's side and sat down in the hot spring.

The hem of her soul-body dress sank into the hot water; by rights, she should have felt nothing at all.

But the moment Yun Yun's hand touched Feng Yun, her expression changed.

Her eyes widened slightly, and she stretched out a fair hand, gently drawing it across the surface of the water.

Ripples spread from her fingertips.

They were real ripples!

"I... seem to be able to feel..."

Her voice carried a tremor so faint it was almost imperceptible.

"The temperature, the current... I can feel them all!"

Feng Yun froze.

Could a soul body actually perceive physical touch?

That was impossible, right?

Unless...

The connection between Yun Yun's soul and him ran far deeper than merely residing in the Ring could explain.

"As I thought, I'm not simply a soul body."

Yun Yun murmured softly.

Her fingertips slowly drew circles across the surface of the water, the moonlight shattering and gathering again between her fingers.

"The connection between my soul and your Green Phoenix Sword martial soul seems to be much closer than I imagined..."

Feng Yun had been about to reply.

But his attention, shamefully, was drawn to something else.

After Yun Yun sat down in the hot spring, her dress was soaked through by the steam, and the translucent texture of her soul body made the fabric seem to appear and disappear.

Above the surface of the water, the lines of her collarbones were clearly visible beneath the moonlight.

A few strands of dark hair slipped from her shoulder, clinging to her damp skin as they wound downward.

Below the surface, the hazy mist concealed most of her outline, yet left just enough curves, perfectly placed, to set the imagination running wild.

Feng Yun's mind buzzed, and heat rushed to his nose!

A warm, bright-red liquid flowed out from his nostril.

"Yun'er, why are you bleeding?"

Yun Yun was startled.

"Mm!!!"

He turned his head away with lightning speed.

One hand covered his nose, while the other flailed madly under the water.

He tried to fan the hot spring steam toward his face, hoping to hide that damned red flush.

"Yun'er, why is your face so red?" Yun Yun tilted her head and looked at him.

"N-nothing! The water's too hot! I'm just feeling a little overheated!"

Yun Yun looked at him suspiciously, but in the end, she did not press further.

Feng Yun let out a long breath and cursed himself a hundred times in his heart.

Calm down!

You are an ambitious transmigrator!

Your goal is to become stronger!

To help Master find the truth!

To stride across Douluo Continent like you own the place!

Not to watch Master bathe in a hot spring and get a nosebleed!!!