Sword Martial Soul Awakens, Wind and Sword Twin Birth! Douluo Special Edition Dou Qi Cultivated!

Wind Cliff.

It was the highest sheer cliff in the back mountain of the Wind Sword Sect, where violent winds howled all year round, blowing so hard that people could barely stand steady.

Ordinary sect disciples basically never came here.

Who would run up to a cliff for no reason just to drink in the bitter northwest wind?

But at this moment, a tiny figure was sitting cross-legged at the edge of the cliff.

Six-year-old Feng Yun had his eyes closed, a cyan light flickering around him.

He had been sitting here all night.

"Whoosh—"

Another fierce gust of wind swept past.

Feng Yun remained seated, unmoving.

The soul power inside his body was circulating wildly along the route of the Wind Soaring Art.

With every full cycle, that soul power became lighter and sharper.

Originally, the soul power inside a soul master was neutral, without any attribute.

Like plain boiled water.

But at this moment, the soul power inside Feng Yun was changing from plain boiled water into a carbonated drink.

More accurately, it now carried the wind attribute.

"Buzz—"

Feng Yun abruptly opened his eyes.

The soul power inside him suddenly trembled.

His soul power level had risen to level four!

"It went up! It really went up!"

Feng Yun sprang to his feet, his little face full of wild joy.

It had to be known that every level of cultivation for a soul master required slow, painstaking effort.

Even a genius like Tang San hadn't been this fast in the early stages.

Yet he had only used one night to leap from innate level three to level four!

"The Wind Soaring Art is freaking awesome!"

Feng Yun paced back and forth excitedly along the cliff's edge, walking faster and faster until he simply started running.

"Hahaha!"

"Meng Yiran, you just wait!"

"In three years, I'll let you know what it means to—"

Before he could finish speaking, his foot slipped.

"Fuck!"

He nearly rolled off the cliff.

Feng Yun hurriedly steadied himself and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Ahem. Joy begets sorrow. Joy begets sorrow."

He sat down cross-legged again and lowered his head to look at the ring on his finger.

The silver ring glimmered faintly beneath the morning light.

"Come to think of it..."

Feng Yun rubbed the ring, his eyes frighteningly bright.

"What was Sect Master Yun Yun's signature Dou Technique again?"

"Extreme Wind!"

"Extreme Wind: Meteor Kill!"

"Extreme Wind: Setting Sun!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

In Battle Through the Heavens, the scene where Yun Yun used Extreme Wind had been unbelievably cool.

One sword strike cleaved out, and the wind blade was like a crescent moon.

If he used it on the Douluo Continent...

"Soul rings? Soul skills?"

"What are those things?"

"Who at my level could block it if I sent an Extreme Wind slash at them?"

The more Feng Yun thought about it, the better it felt.

He had already imagined himself standing in the arena, casually waving a hand and sending out a cyan wind blade that beat Meng Yiran until she was crying for her parents.

"No, I need to hurry up and have Yun Yun take a look at my current condition!"

Feng Yun took a deep breath and called out to the ring.

"Sect Master Yun Yun!"

"Sect Master Yun Yun—"

He called several times in a row.

On the ring, cyan light slowly lit up.

A slender, elegant figure gradually condensed within the glow.

Her black hair still fell like a waterfall, her long dress patterned with cloud designs, her bearing cold as frost.

Yun Yun opened her eyes and looked at Feng Yun, whose face practically had "I want to learn skills" written all over it.

She tilted her head slightly.

Why did this child's eyes... look like a wolf cub that had been starving for three days suddenly seeing meat?

"Feng Yun."

Yun Yun's voice was still cool and clear, but compared with yesterday, it carried a little more warmth.

"Has your cultivation borne any results?"

"Yes! Huge results!"

Without another word, Feng Yun directly circulated the soul power inside his body.

A force carrying the aura of wind surged out from him.

His robes moved on their own though there was no wind.

His hair drifted gently upward.

He looked unbearably smug!

"Look, Sect Master Yun!"

Feng Yun extended his palm, and a wisp of cyan soul power gathered in it.

That soul power was not like an ordinary soul master's, merely a simple glow of energy. Instead, it carried the essence of wind.

"My soul power has changed!"

"It seems... to have the wind attribute now?"

Yun Yun's eyes focused slightly.

She extended a slender finger and gently touched the wisp of cyan soul power in Feng Yun's palm.

A moment later, she withdrew her hand, and a trace of understanding flashed through her eyes.

"So that is how it is."

"Feng Yun, the power you have cultivated inside your body now is no longer pure soul power."

"It is closer to dou qi."

"Dou qi!"

Feng Yun was startled.

"More precisely, it is a special form of dou qi derived under the world rules of Douluo Continent."

Yun Yun explained slowly.

"Based on my observations, the soul power of soul masters on Douluo Continent is itself a neutral, attribute-less energy."

"If they want to release elemental attacks, they must rely on the innate attribute of their martial soul, the attribute attached to a soul ring, or the attribute fused into a soul bone."

"But you are different."

She looked at the cyan soul power in Feng Yun's palm.

"The soul power you cultivated through the Wind Soaring Art carries the wind attribute by itself."

"This means you can directly use wind-attribute power without attaching a soul ring."

Feng Yun's pupils widened slightly.

He got it!

The greatest difference between dou qi cultivators and soul masters lay precisely here.

A soul master's power came from the soul skills of their soul rings and soul bones.

Every soul skill was fixed and rigid.

Dou Qi practitioners only needed to master Dou Techniques, and they could turn their own elemental Dou Qi into all kinds of attacks.

"Wind can be a sword blade, a barrier, or a storm."

"Everything depends on your control."

Yun Yun looked at Feng Yun, a rare trace of relief and curiosity appearing in her eyes.

"Right now, you are both a soul master and a Dou Qi practitioner."

"You can walk both paths at the same time."

Feng Yun's eyes instantly lit up like two little light bulbs.

Dual cultivation!

He was way too familiar with that term!

The standard setup for countless webnovel male leads!

Feng Yun was just about to crack a few more jokes when he suddenly felt a burning heat in his left palm.

"Hmm?"

He frowned and spread open his hand.

The next second, he froze completely.

At some point, a mark had appeared in the center of his left palm.

It was the outline of a sword.

Its lines were smooth, glowing with a faint cyan halo.

"This is..."

"Don't move."

Yun Yun's voice suddenly turned grave.

Feng Yun immediately held his breath.

He could sense that Yun Yun, inside the ring, seemed to be carefully examining the mark.

Only after quite a while did Yun Yun slowly say, "Try injecting soul power into that mark."

Feng Yun did as he was told.

His mind sank into his left hand, and that wisp of Dou Qi he had just cultivated flowed along his meridians toward his palm.

Whoosh!

Cyan light suddenly flashed!

A longsword appeared out of thin air in his hand, its blade trembling faintly as it let out a clear, ringing sword hum.

Feng Yun's eyes went wide.

This sword!

The hilt and guard were mainly gold.

Exquisite cloud patterns were carved into the guard.

A cyan gem was set in the center, and the end of the hilt was fitted with golden ornamentation.

The body of the scabbard was blue-green.

It was matched with several golden bands and carvings, and the chape was likewise inlaid with a cyan gem.

Its overall style was elegant and luxurious to the extreme.

"This is... a martial soul?!"

Feng Yun blurted out.

He was utterly stunned!

He had already awakened a wind martial soul, so why had a sword popped out too?

Twin martial souls?

No, that was wrong. In the original work, twin martial souls didn't awaken like this!

And besides, why did this sword feel like it wasn't a standard style from this world?

"This is precisely the sword I usually used."

Yun Yun's voice rang out, carrying a hint of indescribable nostalgia.

"Huh?"

Feng Yun was completely baffled.

"Sect Master Yun Yun, how did your sword become my martial soul?"

"I don't know."

Yun Yun said softly, confusion in her tone as well.

"But I can sense that the appearance of this sword may have something to do with me."

She paused, then added, "And I feel that this sword is not the complete form of your martial soul. It is still missing something."

Feng Yun stared at the longsword in his hand, his mind racing.

"Are you sure this isn't some special treatment you secretly arranged for me?"

"If I could do something like that, I would have used it to make it up to you long ago."

Yun Yun said irritably, "Why would I wait until now?"

"True."

Feng Yun nodded, then suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"What is this sword called?"

"...I haven't named it."

There was a trace of regret in Yun Yun's voice.

"Then let's call it the Green Phoenix Sword."

Feng Yun did not hesitate at all.

"Green Phoenix..."

Yun Yun softly repeated the name. A moment later, her voice gained a hint of gentleness.

"Why call it that?"

"Because Sect Master Yun Yun, you're as refined and noble as a green phoenix."

Feng Yun looked perfectly serious.

"..."

Yun Yun fell silent for three seconds. "Since you like it, then Green Phoenix it is."

Her tone shifted. "Now that you've awakened a second martial soul, do you need to test it first?"

"Test it?"

Feng Yun froze, then immediately reacted.

Right!

He slowly raised his right hand.

Whoosh!

A cyan current gathered in his palm. This was the power of his wind martial soul.

At the same time, the Green Phoenix Sword in his left hand kept ringing softly.

The two powers existed at the same time without interfering with each other!

"Holy shit!"

Feng Yun could not help swearing.

What was going on?

Twin martial souls could be used at the same time?

That was a setting even the original work didn't have!

"It seems your second martial soul is indeed very special."

A hint of surprise also entered Yun Yun's voice. "It appears to be perfectly compatible with your wind martial soul."

"Does this count as cheat-level treatment?"

"Although I don't understand what you're saying, it is indeed extraordinary."

Yun Yun rarely played along with his style.

Feng Yun grinned.

He stood up.

Holding the Green Phoenix Sword, he willed it into action.

Buzz!

The wind martial soul was also under his control!

The cyan gem on the sword's body glowed faintly.

He casually swung it.

Hiss!

A streak of cyan sword-wind tore through the air, cutting a crack into the cliff wall!

"So strong!"

Feng Yun sucked in a sharp breath.

And that had only been a casual swing with the cooperation of two martial souls!

If he used it at full power...

"Don't get happy too soon."

Yun Yun poured cold water on him at just the right moment. "Your wind-attribute soul power is still too weak. That one strike already consumed more than half of your soul power."

Feng Yun froze, then looked inward.

Sure enough, that tiny wisp of wind attribute he had painstakingly cultivated just now had already hit rock bottom.

"...Damn."

His face fell.

Was this the legendary "not enough mana"?

"However, this sword really does suit you."

Yun Yun's tone softened. "Cultivate properly. In the future, it will surely become one of your greatest aids."

"Yes!"

Feng Yun nodded solemnly.

He lowered his head and looked at the Green Phoenix Sword in his hand, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

This was Yun Yun's sword.

Now, it had become his martial soul.

There had to be some connection here.

And Yun Yun had said this was still not its complete form.

"No matter what."

Feng Yun tightened his grip on the hilt, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"Having one more trump card is always a good thing."

"From now on, I'm a twin martial soul user too. Wind and sword, twin-born!"

"Right, Sect Master Yun Yun, can you teach me Dou Techniques?"

Feng Yun rubbed his little hands together, his face full of anticipation.

When he said this, his eyes were practically sparkling.

Yun Yun looked at his impatient monkey-like appearance, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.

The snow lotus atop the icy mountain bloomed once more.

"My signature Dou Technique is Extreme Wind."

"But—"

With one "but," Feng Yun's heart turned half cold.

"You have two problems right now."

Yun Yun raised two fingers.

"First, the wind-attribute soul power in your body is still too little and too weak."

"According to this world's level divisions, you need to cultivate to at least level ten before you can barely support the consumption of a Dou Technique."

"The current you, even if you learned a Dou Technique, would just be putting on an empty show."

"You'd collapse from exhaustion after using it once."

Feng Yun: "..."

That made way too much sense.

"Second."

Yun Yun looked him up and down.

That gaze was like she was looking at a bean sprout.

"Your physical constitution is too poor."

"Releasing a Dou Technique has requirements for the body."

"Especially offensive Dou Techniques. They place a tremendous burden on the muscles, bones, and meridians."

"With your current body..."

Yun Yun paused and did not spell it out.

But that pause already explained everything.

Feng Yun felt as if he had suffered another critical hit.

"Then what should I do?"

"No rush."

Yun Yun said calmly, "First, cultivate the Wind Soaring Art and convert all your soul power into the wind attribute, while also raising your soul power level."

"Also, you need to strengthen your physique."

After thinking for a moment, she added, "The Dou Qi Continent has specialized body-tempering methods, but I've never dabbled in them."

"Perhaps you can search on your own for ways in this world to improve your physical constitution."

Feng Yun stood at the edge of the cliff, rubbing his chin in thought.

"Level ten..."

"Physique..."

Suddenly, something flashed through his mind.

Whale glue!

In the original work, Huo Yuhao's physical constitution had skyrocketed after eating whale glue.

Maybe he could ask his cheap old man, Feng Bailong, to get him some to eat.

However, that stuff also came with a miraculous extra effect—boosting virility.

"Ahem."

Feng Yun coughed dryly twice.

"Isn't six a little too early to eat whale glue?"

Then he said to himself with a perfectly righteous air:

"I'm doing this for cultivation!"

"To strengthen my physique!"

"I absolutely don't have any filthy thoughts about Yun Yun!"