The Furious Wang Dong

Tang Wulin's Soul Power had originally been fierce, with a touch of resilience. After Tang San taught him the Mysterious Heaven Skill, it gained a trace of calm balance.

Huo Yuhao's Soul Power was gentle and fluid, with a cold, cutting edge.

Apart from the Mysterious Heaven Skill, the two streams of Soul Power could hardly have been more different.

Yet now they formed a circuit, flowing perfectly through both their bodies. As they circulated, they quietly fused, as though they had always been one. There was no conflict at all; everything went smoothly.

(Tang San: You two got carried to victory. I took the MVP.)

"Holy shit, Yuhao, you two actually have Triple Martial Souls!"

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's ecstatic voice rang out in the Sea of Consciousness. She could no longer spare a thought for the secrets surrounding Tang Wulin and hurriedly urged Huo Yuhao on.

"Yuhao, hug him! I never expected this kid's aura to be completely compatible with yours. It should be almost impossible, yet it's happening right before my eyes. You have to seize this chance."

"Tian Meng, this won't hurt Third Brother, will it?"

Huo Yuhao's voice was full of hesitation. Clearly, if it meant harming Tang Wulin, he was unwilling to do it.

"Relax. It'll benefit both of you. Would I dare hurt that kid? Even that old man took a nasty fall."

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm spoke irritably. Seeing this kid steal Huo Yuhao's heart in a single day made her angry. They were supposed to be the closest partners in the world. She knew Huo Yuhao's true sex, after all. If the two of them gained a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, then eventually...

Huo Yuhao thought of Elder Yi, who had fallen silent, and finally relaxed. He released his hands and embraced Tang Wulin.

Absorbed in the speed of his cultivation, Tang Wulin felt the softness against him and the break in the circuit. Only then did he notice Huo Yuhao hugging him, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around Huo Yuhao's lower back.

A layer of pink energy slowly appeared around Tang Wulin. It turned dark gold, then finally brilliant gold.

The energy around Huo Yuhao also changed three times in succession. White energy, gentle and substantial, carried a sense of an ocean accepting a hundred rivers. It echoed Tang Wulin's aura and fused with it perfectly.

Then that gentle, substantial aura turned cool. Boundless chill carried a piercing clarity that seemed to see through the world. It fused with Tang Wulin's domineering, fierce aura, yet produced a feeling of calm balance—versed in letters and arms, using force to end conflict.

Finally, when Tang Wulin's energy turned brilliant gold, Huo Yuhao's turned a faint gray. The power of destruction and madness seemed to fall silent upon meeting that gray aura, but the calm only heralded an even fiercer eruption.

By then, stray thoughts gradually faded from their minds. Both were utterly immersed in the wonder of their changing auras.

Neither knew what was happening, but both instinctively understood that it benefited them. They silently savored the strange, comforting sensation.

For Huo Yuhao especially, Tang Wulin's Soul Power drove his own wildly through his body, constantly opening and widening his meridians. At some point, an aura of life enveloped them both, steadily stabilizing and improving their bodies.

Outside, Wang Dong stared at the scene in bewilderment. The two had only been holding hands to try it out, but suddenly they were hugging, and their bodies kept changing color. The colors were so faint that she would have missed them without her sharp eyes.

More startling still, the aura of the Clear Sky Hammer had appeared around Tang Wulin.

His surname was Tang, and he had the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul. He ought to be from the Clear Sky Sect. But Wang Dong had never heard of him. Was he a clansman who had grown up elsewhere, or...?

Wang Dong's expression shifted, but she quickly buried the thought. Hesitation crossed her face. Should she stay and guard them, or find a teacher to check on them?

The carefree young lady found herself with a rare headache. It had been her idea, after all.

But a voice soon ended her indecision and filled her with anger instead.

"Dong'er."

Niu Tian's and Tai Tan's voices reached her ears. She looked toward them in surprise. Three middle-aged men were descending from the sky: her two fathers, and the old man from the dormitory entrance who had greeted Tang Wulin.

"First Dad, Second Dad, what are you doing here?"

Wang Dong was delighted to see them at first. Then her lips pursed, and displeasure filled her face.

She had never wanted to come to Shrek Academy disguised as a boy in the first place. Later, she had changed her route and gone off to have fun, testing whether her two fathers were following her. She had played around for a whole month without either of them urging her back to school, so clearly they hadn't been. Yet now they had come to Shrek Academy, and a member of the Clear Sky Sect was right in front of her. It was obvious whom they had come for.

Wang Dong used her clever mind to deduce everything.

Wang Dong was heartbroken. Wang Dong could not understand.

"For Wulin, of course."

Tai Tan answered frankly and at once. As expected, he hadn't thought before speaking.

Beside him, Niu Tian coughed hard twice and patted Tai Tan, signaling him to keep quiet if he didn't know what to say. Couldn't he see that Dong'er's face had darkened?

"Dong'er, once Wulin is finished here and we know he's safe, we'll tell you absolutely everything, including about your parents."

That was the only explanation Niu Tian could offer to comfort Wang Dong.

Wang Dong eyed them suspiciously. Everything, including her parents?

Realizing they were probably only going to tell her because of Tang Wulin left Wang Dong even sadder and more dejected. Which of us is your child, anyway?

"Will Wulin and Second Brother be all right?"

Wang Dong no longer even wanted to call Tang Wulin Third Brother.

Niu Tian and Tai Tan exchanged rueful looks. Neither dared answer; they weren't sure either.

Mu En had listened for some time, thinking how tangled their affairs were. Only then did he offer his opinion.

"They should be fine. Their Martial Souls are probably so compatible that this first fusion is taking time to settle. They might even gain quite a bit from it."

"That's good. As long as they're safe."

Wang Dong breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't care whether they gained anything; she only wanted them both safe and sound. Even her anger eased a little.

Meanwhile, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm hesitated, then decided to secure some benefits for Huo Yuhao. She had seen his memories and knew how miserable his life had been, and how badly he wanted to take revenge with his own hands.

But Huo Yuhao's so-called Triple Martial Souls could hardly compare with those of a god's son. In this Martial Soul Fusion, Tang Wulin would naturally take the lead, with Huo Yuhao in a secondary role.

It was like the Hell White Tiger combination passed down for ten thousand years. The Hell Spirit Cat was little more than fusion material; control lay with the White Tiger. That was why the Zhu Family had always followed the Dai Family's lead.

As the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm began to act, Huo Yuhao's eyes quietly turned pale ice-blue, guiding a change in his aura.

Huo Yuhao's aura grew noticeably stronger. Tang Wulin's aura changed with it and strengthened considerably, trying to overpower the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm again.

With her fiery temper, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm could never stand for that. Fine ice-blue threads floated from Huo Yuhao's ten fingers and swiftly wrapped around him and Tang Wulin. Gradually, the two locked in an embrace disappeared inside a giant cocoon.

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's wicked chuckle rang out.

"Since you aren't resisting, leave the rest to me. I'll get Yuhao at least one Martial Soul Fusion Skill."

"Wait, this thing is actually..."

"Stop!"

"No! My essence!!!"

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's anguished cries echoed through the Sea of Consciousness.