Night fell, a light drizzle drifting in the air.
Outside Soto City, in a desolate little mountain village, overgrown with weeds, a few dilapidated houses stood defiantly.
"Whoosh!"
A sudden gust of wind swept in, making the old doors creak loudly.
With a loud "bang," a gigantic white tiger descended from the sky like a god, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"This is it." The white tiger surveyed its surroundings, letting out a powerful roar.
"How do I dispel this fusion technique?" The white tiger stretched out its paw, looking around with a puzzled expression, then plopped down on the ground.
"In the original story, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul Fusion Technique, while powerful, didn't last long, only about ten minutes. Let's wait."
Gradually, time quietly passed.
Ten minutes.
Thirty minutes
make an hour.
"Ha~"
The white tiger yawned in a remarkably human-like manner, gazing at the faint glimmer of dawn on the horizon, exclaiming, "Damn, it's already daylight!"
At that moment, a wave of weakness washed over him, and the white tiger's form vanished abruptly.
In mid-air, two figures slowly appeared.
Lu Feng landed steadily on the ground, but the next moment, a soft body slammed down on him. Lu Feng felt his legs buckle and instantly collapsed to the ground.
"Ouch, my old back!"
Lu Feng felt his ribs being struck by Zhu Zhuqing's knee, and his entire body went limp.
Although he could feel the soft sensation coming from his chest, he had no time to savor it.
Looking at the beautiful face so close to his, feeling the warm breath from her nostrils, Lu Feng tried to turn over, but found he couldn't muster any strength.
"Hmm~"
A soft groan came, and Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows twitched slightly.
In a daze, she slowly opened her eyes and saw Lu Feng beneath her.
His face was resolute and refined, his eyes bright and piercing, carrying a touch of youthful coldness, like a drawn sword, its sharpness piercing the sky.
Feeling the heavy breath from his nostrils, Zhu Zhuqing's mind went blank, and her eyes became unfocused.
"Good morning!" Lu Feng smiled faintly at the dazed Zhu Zhuqing.
"Ah!" Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed in surprise.
A surge of heat instantly rose from her neck to her cheeks. Her long eyelashes fluttered rapidly like startled butterflies. Her delicate face was now flushed, as if it could bleed.
She desperately tried to get up, but felt utterly weak. Her clumsy movements made it look like she was groping around on Lu Feng's body.
After a long while, the two finally got up from the ground.
They glanced at each other, then simultaneously looked away. Zhu Zhuqing kept her head down, almost burying it in her chest.
"Ahem," Lu Feng coughed lightly, "Shall we eat something first?"
"Mmm," Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her voice barely audible. Inside
a dilapidated house.
The room looked old and worn, with dim walls, a hole in the ceiling, and cobwebs covering the chairs, but it was still habitable.
Lu Feng quietly tended the fire, his movements practiced and steady as he constantly turned several skewers of meat. The leaping flames reflected on his face, adding a touch of warmth.
Zhu Zhuqing sat beside him, hugging her knees tightly.
Her clothes were somewhat disheveled, and her hair hung loosely. She stared silently at the flickering fire, her eyes vacant, lost in thought.
For a moment, silence fell.
Then, Lu Feng turned a skewer of rabbit meat, the rich aroma of which gradually filled the air.
"Eat," Lu Feng said softly, handing the skewer to Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing paused for a moment, then slowly reached out and took the meat skewer, taking small bites.
At that moment, her mind was in turmoil.
"How did I manage to form a Soul Fusion Skill with him? Doesn't this skill require perfect harmony of mind?" Zhu Zhuqing pondered to herself.
Soul Fusion Skills weren't easy to achieve.
The Dai and Zhu families had many members, but only a handful could perform the fusion skill.
Two complementary Souls were merely the most basic requirement.
More importantly, specific cultivation techniques, secrets, and methods of Soul Power circulation were needed.
Especially emotional resonance.
Therefore, practitioners of Soul Fusion Skills were mostly brothers, sisters, or spouses.
Zhu Zhuqing had originally thought her relationship with Dai Mubai was over, so she had long since stopped cultivating those auxiliary cultivation techniques.
"He must have twin Souls, right?"
Zhu Zhuqing recalled the scene of her first meeting with Lu Feng; her Spirit Cat Soul had indeed sensed something then.
She had even mistaken him for someone else, causing a misunderstanding.
"I didn't expect that we would succeed on our first try."
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but secretly raise her head and glance at Lu Feng. His face looked exceptionally handsome in the firelight.
"It seems not bad."
A thought suddenly flashed through Zhu Zhuqing's mind.
Immediately, she was startled by her own idea, a slight blush rising to her cheeks.
"However, if my family finds out I can use a fusion technique with someone else, they probably won't object, but the royal family is a different story."
"He has twin martial souls and a bright future. He shouldn't be dragged into this mess with me."
For a moment, Zhu Zhuqing felt somewhat lost.
Before she knew it, she had finished a skewer of meat, and Lu Feng offered her another.
Zhu Zhuqing slightly raised her eyes, looking at the skewer in Lu Feng's hand, a barely perceptible softening in her gaze, and naturally accepted it.
Meanwhile, Lu Feng was also pondering the issue of martial soul fusion techniques.
"My White Tiger martial soul comes from Dai Mubai, so it's plausible that it can fuse with Zhu Zhuqing's Spirit Cat martial soul."
"But..."
Lu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly; he had never sensed that peculiar connection between martial souls in Zhu Zhuqing.
"The fusion of my spirit with hers didn't originate from the White Tiger spirit, but rather from an external factor."
"Light attribute!"
Inside the dilapidated house, the flickering firelight illuminated their figures.
"Could it be that it was when I was detoxifying her?" Lu Feng's thoughts gradually became clearer.
"The original work mentions that spirit fusion techniques can be roughly divided into two types. One is a powerful combination that creates a completely new spirit form and attack method, such as the fusion technique of Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo." "
The second type is when a low-level spirit, with the assistance of other spirits, upgrades to a higher-level spirit. For example, the Netherworld White Tiger of the Starfall Dai family, and the Golden Sacred Dragon of the Golden Iron Triangle."
Lu Feng gradually understood the mystery.
His fusion skill with Zhu Zhuqing wasn't simply due to the instinct of their spirits; in fact, his White Tiger spirit was already on the path of evolution and didn't need any assistance.
"However..."
Lu Feng looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was eating her meat skewers with her head down, and a sly smile appeared on his lips.
"You think you can run away after eating my meat skewers?"