Martial Soul Resonance

Deep in the night.

Moonlight sliced obliquely through the window, falling across Wang Dong's bed.

She was not sleeping.

She turned over.

Her pink-blue eyes stared at the ceiling, things churning within them.

It was not sleepiness.

It was restlessness.

Soul Power flowed restlessly through her body, as if something was about to break through a membrane.

She frowned.

Her chest felt oppressed.

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye suddenly opened.

Light golden light circled in his pupils, and then—

He "saw" it.

Inside Wang Dong's body, two streams of Soul Power were colliding.

One was her own, light attribute, pure, gentle.

The other...

Something was wrong.

That power was hidden very deep, as if suppressed by something, but at this moment, it was moving.

It was crashing.

It was trying to break through something.

Huo Yuhao held his breath.

He made no sound, only observing silently.

Wang Dong's Soul Power fluctuations grew more and more violent, but her expression remained calm.

Was she asleep?

No.

She kept her eyes open.

Staring at the ceiling.

Huo Yuhao withdrew his Mental Detection.

He did not ask.

Some things, once asked, no one would answer anyway.

Quan Cangtian lay on the bed, eyes closed.

His consciousness was clear.

He knew what was happening.

The transmigrator's memories told him—

Inside Wang Dong's body, there were two souls.

One was her own.

The other was Tang San's arrangement.

Two souls were colliding, fighting for control.

But Quan Cangtian would not expose it.

He only observed silently, keeping it in his mind.

Wang Dong turned over.

Lying on her side.

With her back to Huo Yuhao.

"Can you... feel it?"

Her voice was very soft, like talking to herself.

Huo Yuhao did not pretend to sleep.

"Feel what?"

Wang Dong did not move.

After two seconds.

"...Forget it, it's nothing."

Huo Yuhao wanted to say something.

But the words reached his lips and he swallowed them back.

"If there's something..."

He said.

Wang Dong did not reply.

After three seconds.

"Nothing."

A single word, cold.

A refusal.

Quan Cangtian listened.

He knew.

Wang Dong did not want to be seen through.

She was afraid of being seen through.

The collision of the two souls, she could feel herself, but she did not know what it was.

She only instinctively resisted others prying.

Huo Yuhao closed his eyes.

The light of the Spirit Eye dissipated.

Wang Dong closed her eyes as well.

Yet Huo Yuhao clearly "saw"—

Inside her body, something gently vibrated.

Martial Arts Arena.

Early morning.

The mist had not yet dispersed.

The teacher stood in the center of the arena, calling names.

"Next group."

"Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong."

"Versus—"

He paused, glancing down the name list.

"You three."

Over on the senior student side, three people walked out.

Two at rank 23, one at rank 25.

Their complexions did not look good.

They had watched yesterday's elimination match.

The matter of Quan Cangtian blasting a rank 25 Soul Ancestor away with a single punch had spread.

Now it was their turn to be called.

They did not want to fight.

Yet they could not refuse to fight.

"...How did it end up our turn?"

One of them muttered under his breath.

Another patted his shoulder.

"Fight, be careful."

Be careful.

Three words, leaking helplessness.

The teacher blew the whistle.

The drill began.

Huo Yuhao's Mental Detection deployed.

Wang Dong's Goddess of Light Butterfly took flight.

The coordination between the two had already formed tacit understanding.

The rank 23 one attacked, but obviously harbored reservations.

His fist wrapped in Soul Power smashed over.

The force was only at seven-tenths.

He was afraid of hurting people.

Even more afraid that after hurting people, Quan Cangtian would come looking for trouble.

Huo Yuhao sidestepped to dodge.

Wang Dong's Light Blade counterattacked.

She also held back her strength.

It did not cut through.

It only scratched a shallow mark.

The senior student retreated two steps.

His hands were shaking.

Not from pain.

From fear.

Quan Cangtian stood at the edge of the arena.

He raised his head and looked at the sky.

The morning mist was very thick.

Yet he felt it.

A faint fluctuation.

Coming from the heavens.

Very light.

But it could not hide from him.

Tang San was watching from the God Realm.

Furthermore, he was making a move.

The corners of Quan Cangtian's mouth moved.

Tang San, you are getting anxious.

Did he want to accelerate the relationship between Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong?

Did he want to bind them together faster?

Very well.

Then let you see the result.

On the arena.

Wang Dong suddenly frowned.

She felt the Martial Soul inside her body violently churn.

It was not just the resonance with Huo Yuhao.

There was also an external force.

Urging it on.

Pulling at it.

"What's going on..."

She said in a low voice.

Huo Yuhao felt it too.

The Spirit Eye captured the abnormal Soul Power fluctuations.

It was not from the two of them.

It was a third force.

Pressing in from the outside.

Wang Dong's expression changed.

"No—!"

She wanted to say more.

But it was already too late.

Urged on by that external force, the two Martial Souls were forcibly pulled.

Golden specks of light emerged from Huo Yuhao's body.

Blue specks of light emerged from Wang Dong's body.

More violent than normal resonance.

It wasn't active cooperation between two people.

They were forcibly pulled together by an external force.

Wang Dong gritted her teeth.

She wanted to control it.

She couldn't.

The air began to distort.

Golden light and blue light intertwined, wrapped around each other, and spun.

The temperature of the Martial Arts Arena suddenly rose.

The discussions among the watching students vanished.

The teacher stood up.

Those three senior students stepped back.

Th-this is what...

Wang Dong's pupils were trembling.

She felt two forces merging.

Her own Goddess of Light Butterfly.

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eye.

A butterfly phantom and an eye phantom appeared simultaneously.

And then--

Fusion.

Eye patterns appeared on the butterfly's wings.

Light and spirit, two attributes intertwined.

Light amidst brilliance--

Brilliance amidst light--

Two voices rang out at the same time.

A golden avenue spread out from beneath the two of them.

It extended forward.

Golden Road.

Golden light enveloped the entire arena.

Those three senior students couldn't move.

Their bodies froze, their soul power was sealed, and their spirits were suppressed.

They wanted to move.

They couldn't.

They wanted to shout.

No sound came out.

The golden light locked them in place like chains.

And then--

Spirit shock.

Light purification.

The two attributes overlapped.

The three of them collapsed to the ground simultaneously.

They weren't dead.

But they completely lost their combat capability.

Three seconds.

Three students above level 23, completely wiped out.

Dead silence fell over the entire area.

And then--

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill..."

Someone muttered.

"This is a Martial Soul Fusion Skill..."

The teacher walked down from the stands.

His steps were fast.

His expression was complicated.

He looked at Huo Yuhao, then at Wang Dong.

"You..."

He paused.

"Come with me."

The infirmary.

Morning.

The doctor examined the two of them.

"Soul power overdraft, just rest for a few days and they'll be fine."

He said.

Yet his brow was furrowed.

He muttered to himself.

"Strange..."

Huo Yuhao heard it.

"What's strange?"

The doctor didn't answer.

He merely put away his instruments and glanced at Wang Dong.

There was confusion in his gaze.

Quan Cangtian stood outside the door.

He had heard the doctor's murmur.

The collision of two souls had already affected the soul power fluctuations.

Although the doctor didn't know the truth, he could sense the anomaly.

Huo Yuhao stood guard by Wang Dong's bedside.

He didn't leave.

Wang Dong opened her eyes.

Her pinkish-blue eyes looked at Huo Yuhao.

Her gaze was complicated.

"Why didn't you leave?"

Huo Yuhao was slightly stunned.

"You're my teammate."

Four words.

Wang Dong didn't speak.

Three seconds passed.

"...Thank you."

Her voice was very soft.

Quan Cangtian turned and left.

He knew the truth.

But he wouldn't say it.

He had other matters to deal with.

The dormitory.

Dusk.

Quan Cangtian pushed open the door.

The sky outside the window had already grown dark.

He sat down.

He closed his eyes.

Deep within his consciousness sea, a bolt of lightning transmission arrived.

Zixiao's voice.

It was very brief.

Someone in the God Realm is watching you. Tang San.

Quan Cangtian didn't reply.

He simply kept it in mind.

He gazed out the window.

The sky was completely calm.

Yet the moment he withdrew his gaze--

A voice rang in his ear.

It was very soft, vanishing in an instant.

Don't worry, he can't touch you.

Fragment.

Quan Cangtian smiled.

He knew the fragment was there.

He had always been there.

The cafeteria.

Night.

Wang Dong took the initiative to sit opposite Huo Yuhao.

For the first time.

She was no longer cold.

Yet she wasn't completely open either.

Her chopsticks picked up a mouthful of rice, but she didn't eat it.

"Your Martial Soul..."

She spoke up.

"Can it see through people?"

Huo Yuhao put down his chopsticks.

"I can see soul power flow."

He said.

"But I can't see what people are thinking."

Wang Dong was silent for two seconds.

"That's good."

Four words.

She didn't want to be seen through.

She had secrets.

Huo Yuhao knew.

But he wouldn't press further.

Quan Cangtian was eating his meal nearby.

He looked at Wang Dong, then glanced at Huo Yuhao.

These two people were bound even tighter now.

Tang San wanted to accelerate things.

Instead, it backfired.

Huo Yuhao was already a member of the Quan Family.

Wang Dong looked at Quan Cangtian.

It was her first time looking at him directly.

Her pinkish-blue eyes stared at him for two seconds.

"You..."

She paused.

"Are you also a special person, aren't you?"

Quan Cangtian raised his head.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Perhaps."

Four words.

Evasion.

Wang Dong didn't ask again.

She lowered her head to eat.

Yet deep in her heart, a voice was saying:

"Don't let them know."

"Don't let anyone know."

Outside the window, in the direction of Tianhun City.

Something was approaching.

Very far away.

Yet Quan Cangtian sensed it.