Tangled

Mu Feng savored the feeling of his recent cultivation. After several months of familiarization, his control over spiritual power was no longer what it had once been. He could now condense it into strands as thick as fingers, as Electrolux had required.

This was already a tremendous improvement compared to the beginning. Beyond spiritual power, Mu Feng was also pondering the effects of his Soul Power fusion with Di Qiuli.

It could be said that their Soul Power fused very harmoniously, but they still could not wield it as naturally as Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao did.

When those two had first achieved martial soul fusion, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had played a major part in it. On top of that, they lived in the same dormitory and could practice almost every day.

Mu Feng, however, had limited time to meet Di Qiuli each day and simply could not squeeze out extra time for cultivation. Their opportunities to practice were scarce; over the past few months, they had only practiced five or six times.

Mu Feng's feelings toward Di Qiuli were also extremely complicated. Although he always pretended that nothing had happened after that night, he was not truly so thick-headed that he could simply put it out of mind. He only acted unaffected so that their meetings would not become too awkward.

So far, Mu Feng had not truly settled down. Therefore, he could only ignore this possible budding affection and let it grow or wither on its own. With no foundation to stand on, if the day came when he was exposed, he would not even be able to guarantee his own safety, much less Di Qiuli's.

Di Qiuli lacked both the strength and the standing to represent the Soul Beast faction as a whole. Before he was