Two Flavors of Ice Cream, I Want Both!

"Here you go, little ones! Don't drop them!"

After payment was made, the staff placed four different flavors of ice cream into their hands.

Xu Yue had originally wanted to pay himself, but Xu Xiaoyan stubbornly beat him to it under the excuse of thanking him.

Fortunately, some time had passed since the martial soul fusion skill, and Xu Xiaoyan had recovered some of her soul power. She was no longer weak, and now, holding her ice cream, she stayed close by Xu Yue's side.

"Class monitor..." Xu Xiaoyan spoke softly at that moment.

"What is it, Xiaoyan?" Xu Yue turned to look at her. "Is something wrong?"

"Um..." Xu Xiaoyan was a little bashful, though anticipation shone in her eyes. "I heard both sisters call you A-Yue. Can I call you Brother A-Yue too?"

Xu Yue could not help but laugh. "Of course you can. As long as you like it, Xiaoyan."

"Hehe!" Xu Xiaoyan's eyes curved into crescents at once, and her steps became lighter. "Then, Brother A-Yue, you can just call me Xiaoyan from now on!"

Holding their ice cream, the two hurried along the sidewalk and soon returned to Mu Xi and Ouyang Zixin.

With a smile, Xu Xiaoyan held out one of her ice creams to Ouyang Zixin.

"Sister, this is yours."

Ouyang Zixin accepted it with a smile and thanked her.

On the other side, Xu Yue likewise held out an ice cream to Mu Xi.

"Sister Mu Xi, your favorite orange flavor."

Mu Xi was still unsettled by what Ouyang Zixin had said earlier.

As she looked at the ice cream in Xu Yue's hand, her gaze flickered.

On one hand, she did not want to accept anything from Xu Xiaoyan. On the other, she could not bring herself to refuse the boy standing before her.

After a few moments of waiting, Mu Xi silently accepted it anyway.

Ouyang Zixin took a bite of her ice cream, swept her gaze over the group, and smiled as she said goodbye to Xu Yue.

"Little brother A-Yue, I still have other matters to attend to, so I won't be walking with you."

At that moment, Xu Xiaoyan spotted a soul car that had stopped by the roadside not far away.

A man stepped out of the vehicle and waved in their direction.

Xu Xiaoyan looked at Xu Yue reluctantly and said in a low voice, "Brother A-Yue, my brother came to pick me up."

"Alright, Xiaoyan. See you tomorrow."

After nodding firmly, Xu Xiaoyan gave him a sweet smile.

"See you tomorrow, Brother A-Yue."

With that, she ran toward the vehicle waiting by the roadside, looking back every few steps.

Ouyang Zixin left together with Xu Xiaoyan.

As they passed the vehicle, she even greeted Xu Xiaoyu.

Xu Yue watched the two leave before turning to Mu Xi.

"Sister Mu Xi, let's go too."

However, what he had not expected was that Mu Xi, who was usually lively and cheerful and always joked around with him—

This time, she said nothing at all and simply lowered her head as she walked ahead alone.

Seeing this, Xu Yue was somewhat stunned.

He watched Mu Xi's figure gradually grow distant.

Only after quite some time did he suddenly smack his forehead, feeling annoyed with himself.

He had been immersed in the sensations brought by the martial soul fusion skill, the Herrscher of Meteoric Ice, and with Xu Xiaoyan's weakness on top of that, he had failed to notice Mu Xi and Ouyang Zixin beside him.

Only now did he suddenly realize it.

Ever since they had left the park, Mu Xi had not said a single word beside him.

What exactly was the reason for that?

He vaguely came up with an answer in his heart.

Martial soul fusion skills were something remarkably strange on Douluo Continent.

From the Golden Iron Triangle, the Netherworld White Tiger, and the Polar Stillness Domain twenty thousand years ago, to Huo Yuhao, Wang Qiu'er, Wang Dong'er, and their Purple-Gold Dragon Butterfly Transformation ten thousand years ago, and so on.

For any soul masters who possessed a martial soul fusion skill, the emotions between them were bound to be extremely complicated.

And if it existed between a man and a woman, ninety-nine percent of the time, they would become lovers or husband and wife and spend the rest of their lives together.

Even those of the same sex might not be able to avoid it.

Passionate, heartless—you two would agree, right?

Just like Mu Xi's delight when she first felt that pull the day before yesterday, followed by her disappointment after hearing him deny it.

And today, she had witnessed what it looked like when he and Xu Xiaoyan truly formed a martial soul fusion skill.

Even someone as slow-witted as Xu Yue should have understood by now.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate. He quickly followed in the direction Mu Xi had gone and resolutely took his place at her side.

At this moment, there was no need for explanations, nor could there be any.

Only the purest actions could prove the place the other held in his heart.

Mu Xi's delicate hand was clasped in his, but almost instantly, Xu Yue felt her struggling against his grip.

His hand gradually tightened, but with just the right amount of force.

It ensured he would not hurt her, while also preventing her from breaking free.

Only after that soft hand struggled for a while and realized that she could not escape no matter what did it finally give up resisting.

"What a domineering little brat!"

Mu Xi cast a sidelong glance at Xu Yue walking beside her, silently scolding him in her heart.

Yet that very domineeringness completely steadied her wavering heart.

The two of them slowly walked along the familiar streets.

As time passed, their steps grew slower and slower.

Because Eastsea Intermediate Academy was already in sight ahead.

Only now did the silent Mu Xi speak to Xu Yue for the first time.

"Ah Yue, do you think... we can keep walking this road together forever?"

"Of course!" Xu Yue answered without hesitation. "We can walk this road forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the jade-like hand in his palm tremble before gradually relaxing.

"But..."

Before Mu Xi could finish, Xu Yue immediately cut her off.

"No buts! Sister Mu Xi, believe me!"

"I promise that one day, we'll have a martial soul fusion skill of our own too."

"Really?!"

"Of course."

Their brief exchange ended.

Not only did the hand in his palm relax, but Mu Xi's shoulders, which had been tense all this time, finally loosened as well.

A smile gradually appeared on Xu Yue's face, and he suddenly let out a theatrical sigh.

"Ah... I never thought Sister Mu Xi would be this kind of person."

"What did I do?" Mu Xi looked over in confusion and asked, puzzled.

"You actually wanted to abandon me?" Xu Yue sighed even more deeply. "You know, when we were little, you even made me—"

Before he could finish, Mu Xi's cheeks instantly flushed red with embarrassment.

Her steps halted, and her long, slender leg lifted as if to kick him.

But when she looked at Xu Yue, she stopped again.

At that moment, some melting ice cream dripped onto her fair fingers.

The chill instantly snapped her awake.

Without hesitation, Mu Xi stuffed the ice cream in her hand straight into Xu Yue's mouth.

"Eat the ice cream your little Sister Yan bought for you."

She looked toward the school gates right before them and angrily pulled her hand free.

"Hmph! I don't want to talk to you for the next three days!"

With that, she fled into Eastsea Intermediate Academy as though escaping.

Xu Yue watched Mu Xi's retreating figure gradually fade into the distance, smiling as he took the ice cream out of his mouth.

Looking at the two ice creams in his hands—one orange and one blueberry, each with a different flavor—he swallowed them both in a few bites.

"Both orange and blueberry taste good..."

"So... I want them both."

Only after Mu Xi's figure disappeared into the campus did he take out his communicator and dial a number.

"Hello, Sister Zixin, do me a favor... Please, please..."

A soft laugh came from the other end of the call, Ouyang Zixin's voice.

"Little Brother Ah Yue, that's not very nice of you! But... it's fine if you want my help!"

"An equal exchange. You have to do me a favor too."

"No problem."

"..."