Second Bloom

Because a fusion-type Martial Soul Fusion Technique not only required tacit coordination between two people, but also a spiritual connection.

A specific example was the Netherworld White Tiger.

If the two could not acknowledge each other on a spiritual level, they would be completely unable to use it. As their mutual acceptance gradually increased, the Netherworld White Tiger would also unlock different levels of power.

And that was why Ye Lulu had previously been able to sense that Qian Mo saw her as a younger sister.

So Qian Mo guessed that perhaps their compatibility was simply too high, causing his own memories to influence the Martial Soul Fusion Technique as well...

After a brief bout of serious analysis, Qian Mo ultimately could not resist complaining.

"What the hell! Why do I feel like some god of mischief is persecuting me?!"

After all, how could there be such a coincidence?!

But Qian Mo had no proof.

Because the soul incantation system of Douluo Continent had always been a complete mess. For details, please refer to Oscar's I Have a Big Sausage.

As for why Ye Lulu could compete with Qian Mo for control over the Sin-Breaking Angel?

There was nothing much to say about that. A Martial Soul Fusion Technique had never been the skill of just one person.

After unleashing the Final Judgment slash, Ye Lulu finally felt satisfied, and all the frustration of being suppressed and beaten faded away.

Once that last bit of fighting spirit completely dispersed, Ye Lulu's vision went black, and she passed out completely.

The Martial Soul Fusion Technique was released. With a flash of faint light, Ye Lulu, who had originally turned into light and merged into Qian Mo's body, was gradually separated from him and collapsed onto the ground.

But the matter did not end there.

Qian Mo was ultimately only a Soul Elder, while Ye Lulu was a Soul Saint.

So although Qian Mo's Holy Light's Grace possessed powerful healing effects, with a gap of four major ranks between them, all it could do now was ease Ye Lulu's pain and prevent her injuries from worsening.

And that was why Tang Hao had not sought out the Nine-Heart Begonia for treatment after suffering hidden injuries in the future.

Because the injuries of a Title Douluo were beyond the ability of Nine-Heart Begonia Soul Masters to heal due to their insufficient cultivation.

Or rather, healing him would require a long period of time, and people would surely come often to seek treatment from such a top-tier Martial Soul.

Then, if someone occupied it for too long, even an idiot could guess that Tang Hao was there.

Therefore, their most urgent task now was to bring Ye Lulu to a high-level healing Soul Master for treatment.

Of course, Qian Mo had not forgotten Zhao Wuji either. Although he had not been much help from beginning to end and had been knocked down by Titan with a single punch.

Still, just for Zhao Wuji's willingness to risk his life to hold the enemy back, Qian Mo could not possibly abandon him.

After traveling through the night beneath the stars and moon, Qian Mo's group finally reached a nearby city. Through Martial Soul Hall's channels, they urgently summoned a healing-type Soul Emperor from a major city nearby.

Only then did Ye Lulu's condition begin to improve.

Another half day later, before Ye Lulu's injuries had even healed, Le Jia arrived first.

Arriving alongside the anxious-looking Le Jia were a refined middle-aged man who closely resembled Ning Fengzhi and an elderly woman dressed in a platinum-white robe.

The middle-aged man was Ye Lulu's father, Ye Lan.

However, having received news that his daughter was gravely injured and near death, the usually refined and easygoing Ye Lan now wore a terrifyingly grim expression.

"Elder Hua, please trouble yourself to act as quickly as possible!" Le Jia urged anxiously.

The elderly woman gave a slight nod. A white lotus then appeared in her hand, and eight Soul Rings emerged—two yellow, two purple, and four black. She was clearly a top-tier healing Soul Master with the cultivation of a Soul Douluo.

Only then did Qian Mo finally realize why that woman's robe looked so familiar.

Wasn't that the ceremonial robe of a Platinum Bishop, the pinnacle beneath Martial Soul Hall's Title Douluos?

Aunt Le truly had connections everywhere! She had actually summoned someone capable of healing her daughter so quickly!

But just as Qian Mo was inwardly marveling, he met Le Jia's dark gaze.

"Tell me, Qian Mo. What exactly happened? The letter wasn't clear enough. I want the specifics."

They had been attacked by someone from the Upper Three Sects, had even killed the attacker instead, and Ye Lulu had been seriously injured.

Qian Mo knew that there was no way to hide this chain of events.

So he recounted everything in detail, from their trip to hunt soul beasts to their encounter with Titan on the way back.

But a mother knew her daughter best. Le Jia quickly noticed that something was wrong and asked,

"You said that after you encountered Titan, Lulu fought him and ultimately killed him outright.

"You must have concealed something here, right?

"Given the situation at the time, Lulu definitely would have been protecting all of you, and I know Titan. Although he looks like a big, brainless brute,

"he was excessively protective of his own people, which meant he had no bottom line when doing things. There was no way Lulu could have killed him as simply as you described."

In an instant, cold sweat began pouring down Qian Mo's back. His gaze drifted away, and he did not dare meet Le Jia's eyes.

Qian Mo knew that the person before him had been the one behind Ye Lulu pursuing him!

If he directly revealed the matter of the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, wouldn't they have to get married on the spot?

He was only fifteen in this life!

He did not want to enter the grave of marriage so early!

Seeing this, Le Jia narrowed her eyes slightly.

Her love radar had picked up the scent of something suspicious!

But just as Le Jia was about to press her advantage and continue questioning him, a warm hand settled on her shoulder.

Having finally calmed down after seeing that Ye Lulu was safe, Ye Lan said gently,

"Enough, Jia'er. This is obviously the children's secret. Stop pursuing it. The most urgent matter now is how to deal with this."

Upon hearing those sensitive words, Le Jia's gaze instantly sharpened, and she snorted coldly.

"That's right. They dared to assassinate my daughter. Even though that bastard Titan is already dead, this matter cannot possibly end here!"

Le Jia then changed the subject.

"So, husband, what do you think we should do? The other side is the Haotian Sect, after all. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

"If we rashly go to war with them, it may cause turmoil across the entire Douluo Continent.

"And with Qian Xunji's personality, he may not necessarily support us. He is far too soft toward outsiders. If the Grand Worshipper had not intervened last time, he would probably have tried to suppress the matter. This time will likely be the same."

At this point, Le Jia's tone suddenly darkened.

"But if I don't avenge Lulu, I simply cannot swallow this anger!"

Ye Lan nodded slightly. After a brief silence, he said,

"Indeed. His Holiness the Pope is too soft-hearted compared to the old Pope. If we leave it to him, the Haotian Sect will at most offer compensation and let the matter end there.

"Since that is the case, then we should not count on His Holiness the Pope."

Then Ye Lan, who had seemed the most normal of them all, spoke in a calm voice tinged with madness.

"First, we cannot directly go to war with the Haotian Sect. We cannot drag an entire clan into this because of our family alone.

"However... heh.

"If we cannot touch the Haotian Sect, can't we touch its affiliated forces?

"As long as we find a proper reason, I believe the other clansmen will not mind coming over to claim a share.

"Perhaps...

"Heh, when the time comes, the major powers may also come to claim a share.