Body Desire: Yin-Yang Calamity, Divine Dragon Qi!

Su Xun naturally had nothing to hide from Leng Yaozhu.

With a slight shift of his thoughts, his black-and-white Soul Ring shone.

A wondrous sight unfolded.

The black-and-white Soul Ring, already shaped like a yin-yang circle, actually melted, turning into mystical patterns imprinted on Su Xun's skin.

Leng Yaozhu could not resist pressing a hand against Su Xun's chest to feel the changes after he used his Soul Skill.

Thump, thump!

His powerful heartbeat rang like a thunderous drum.

His skin was distinctly cool.

Yet inside, Su Xun's body was intensely hot, like a furnace.

At the same time, Leng Yaozhu once again felt her sense of touch become extraordinarily sensitive.

Her fair, slender hand against Su Xun's chest felt as though it had kneaded his entire being into her palm.

Leng Yaozhu shuddered involuntarily and instinctively tried to withdraw her hand.

But the next moment, she discovered to her shock that her sense of touch seemed to be stripped away.

More precisely, Su Xun's body was drawing it in and feeding it into the furnace.

Only then did Su Xun begin his explanation:

"My second Soul Skill..."

"Body Desire: Yin-Yang Calamity!"

The flesh bore yin and yang, using the "delusions of bodily desire" as firewood, observing delusion to command qi and temper the body's two polarities.

In other words, the power of bodily desire served as a spiritual material for strengthening the flesh.

This was no longer a Soul Skill in the traditional sense.

It was more like a body cultivation art!

Even Leng Yaozhu was taken aback by his explanation and blurted out:

"Doesn't that mean you can use this Soul Skill for dual..."

Before finishing, she caught herself and swallowed the rest of her words, looking somewhat embarrassed.

But she reacted quickly and continued:

"For cultivating the body at double speed."

As though he had noticed nothing unusual, Su Xun nodded gently.

"That's right."

"And besides converting the power of bodily desire into energy that nourishes the flesh..."

"It can also draw upon the intangible Power of Desire associated with tactile desire to create illusory sensations, make people sink into comfort, numb their bodies, amplify their perception of pain, and so on."

"Once the erosion reaches a certain degree, it can even immobilize their bodies outright."

After hearing him out, Leng Yaozhu was speechless for a moment.

When the six sensory faculties intersected with the body itself, they could do more than bring forth its radiance.

In fact, that was only the most basic ability.

Its true foundation still lay in the power of the Six Desires.

Even with her level of cultivation, she could not think what shortcomings Su Xun's Martial Soul might have in the future.

Only after a while did she come back to her senses and ask:

"Then what is that black-and-white qi?"

With a slight shift of Su Xun's thoughts, the black-and-white qi enveloped his entire body again, slowly revolving over his skin.

A faint dragon's roar could even be heard.

His expression was somewhat complicated as well.

When Na'er had sensed a faint Dragon Aura from the endearingly clumsy panda, hope had stirred in his heart.

But he had never expected to actually obtain it.

"This should indeed count as a peculiar kind of External Soul Bone."

"Its name is..."

"Divine Dragon Qi!"

Divine Dragon Qi.

The power Po wielded in Kung Fu Panda.

Of course, despite the name "Divine Dragon," it actually had little to do with dragons.

The golden dragon was merely a physical manifestation of qi energy.

For now, he could not yet control all the energy of Divine Dragon Qi.

What he could currently sense was that, when inactive, Divine Dragon Qi lay hidden within his body, continuously nourishing his flesh and accelerating the healing of injuries and the recovery of Soul Power.

That counted as its passive effect.

As for its active effect, once activated, Divine Dragon Qi could augment his "tangible" methods of attack.

Physical attacks, attacks formed from Soul Power or Bloodline Power, weapon attacks, and the like could all be augmented.

But Spiritual Power, the power of the Six Desires, and similar forces were all intangible attacks, which he could not yet augment with Divine Dragon Qi.

Qi was the fundamental life energy flowing through all living beings.

As Su Xun's cultivation advanced, Divine Dragon Qi would inevitably grow stronger as well.

When that time came, anything would be possible.

"A black-and-white Soul Ring, Yin-Yang Calamity, Divine Dragon Qi..."

Leng Yaozhu murmured, her expression extremely complicated as well.

A goofy, adorable Soul Beast just over nine thousand years old had actually brought such astonishing surprises.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Na'er cried out.

Both Su Xun and Leng Yaozhu were startled and immediately looked over, while Leng Yaozhu's aura as a Limit Douluo had already begun spreading.

Yet what they saw was this.

While they were talking, Na'er had actually run off on her own to dig up Purple Bamboo Shoots.

At that very moment, she had stuffed a peeled Purple Bamboo Shoot into her mouth.

After chewing it, her expression changed dramatically. Following her startled cry, she stood there spitting for quite some time.

Then she rushed over without a moment's delay and held a hand out to Su Xun with a miserable expression:

"Su Xun, Su Xun, water, water, water, water!"

"It's so astringent I'm dying!"

"How could that big dumb bear like eating this stuff?!"

Speechless, Su Xun took out a bottle of water and handed it to Na'er.

"Ah..."

Leng Yaozhu sighed softly, finding the sight somewhat embarrassing to watch.

Then her power surged, carrying Su Xun and Na'er off Purple Bamboo Island. She summoned the Black Phoenix Mecha and headed west, returning to the Douluo Continent.

Na'er piloted the mecha again.

During the journey, Su Xun sat cross-legged, silently sensing the Divine Dragon Qi hidden beneath his skin and trying to understand and control it more deeply.

Leng Yaozhu came over and sat cross-legged beside him.

Su Xun opened his eyes.

"Teacher, is something troubling you?"

Leng Yaozhu sighed.

"You're perceptive, unlike certain heartless people."

At the controls of the Black Phoenix Mecha, Na'er suddenly felt a chill at the back of her neck. She scratched it in confusion, then returned her attention to piloting.

After a moment of silence, Leng Yaozhu continued:

"I have a younger sister named Leng Yulai. She disappeared many years ago, and I've been looking for her ever since."

"Tell me, how could a living, breathing person, someone who was always so lively and warm, suddenly vanish?"

Su Xun fell silent.

He knew the truth.

But he certainly could not tell Leng Yaozhu so bluntly right now.

After a long silence, he said:

"Teacher, you have me now, and Na'er too."

"You'll definitely find your sister someday."

"It's just..."

Leng Yaozhu looked at him.

"Just what?"

Su Xun could not reveal the truth directly, but he could offer a little guidance. He said:

"I think, with your cultivation and your position in the Spirit Pagoda, there shouldn't be anyone in the world you can't find."

"After all, the world is only so big."

"So, could you try looking among organizations and factions whose movements are difficult to track in the first place?"

Leng Yaozhu's body jolted, and the light in her phoenix eyes dimmed slightly.

She was not foolish. How could she not have considered it?

She simply refused to accept it.

After all, across the entire world, only a handful of factions concealed themselves, dared not reveal their presence, and moved so secretively that they were difficult to trace.

Among them, given Leng Yulai's talent, only one could accommodate her.

The Holy Spirit Cult!

Yulai, could you really have fallen into such an evil cult?

Leng Yaozhu's expression kept shifting. She did not want to accept such a possibility.

Just then, she suddenly felt warmth in her palm.

Su Xun had gently taken her hand.

"Teacher, you can't wake someone who's pretending to sleep, and you won't easily stumble upon someone who's deliberately hiding from you."

"Brooding harms the spleen, and worry harms the lungs."

"You should try to be happier."

Leng Yaozhu was briefly taken aback. Then the corners of her lips lifted, and she could not resist ruffling Su Xun's hair.

"You little rascal, where did you learn so many tricks for sweet-talking women?"

Then her expression changed in an instant, and the subject shifted just as abruptly.

"Three years have passed, so don't forget our original agreement. If you haven't met the assessment requirements, I'll punish you severely!"