Yu Tianming smiled slightly and said calmly, "This place is called the Water World. You're here because I transported you."
He made no effort to hide the existence of the Water World, though he did keep secret that this world was created through one of his soul bone abilities. He knew he'd be bringing many people in and out of this space, and as long as they didn't know the specifics of the skill, they'd never find a way to counter him. Keeping soul skill details hidden was crucial.
"I was drawn to Xiao Gang's charm, not because of any martial soul fusion technique!" Liu Erlong cried out again as she struggled, having realized she'd been taken away from Shrek Academy.
Just like how a drunk never admits to being drunk, someone with mental issues never admits they're mentally ill—Liu Erlong didn't believe for a second that she liked Yu Xiaogang because of martial soul fusion.
Yu Tianming ignored her shouting and turned to Yu Luomian. "Grandpa, let me tell you my method for removing the influence of martial soul fusion."
At the mention of removing fusion effects, both Qian Renxue and Liu Erlong perked up and listened carefully. Yu Luomian also gestured for Yu Tianming to continue.
Turning his back to them, Yu Tianming gazed out over the endless blue sea and spoke slowly. "My method is to overwrite the Golden Iron Triangle's martial soul fusion with a higher-priority fusion that has a stronger mental influence."
"Are you kidding?" Liu Erlong scoffed before Yu Luomian could even respond. "The three-way martial soul fusion I share with Xiao Gang and Flender is already extremely rare. It's hard enough just to find a two-person fusion, let alone a three-way one. Who could possibly fuse with me? And again, I didn't fall for Xiao Gang because of martial soul fusion."
Yu Tianming smiled faintly. "Aunt Erlong, I can fuse with you. Once we finish, you'll know whether your feelings for Yu Xiaogang were real or the result of martial soul fusion."
As soon as he spoke, Yu Tianming floated lightly into the air, hovering above the ocean. Beneath his feet, nine soul rings appeared—six black, two red, and one golden—blinking continuously.
This overwhelming soul ring setup left the three people on the cliff speechless, instinctively holding their breath.
"Seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul True Body!"
In an instant, Yu Tianming transformed into a massive golden dragon, over a hundred meters long. His form remained largely the same as when he first awakened it—four legs, three heads, and two tails, similar to the western hydra King Ghidorah.
However, after the blessings of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and the Dragon God's divine power, his body had grown more streamlined. His scales now gleamed with a glazed sheen, and his entire form radiated a soft glow.
"How can a Martial Soul True Body be this massive?" Qian Renxue swallowed hard.
On the Douluo Continent, the size of beast martial soul true bodies varied depending on type. For example, Dugu Bo's Emerald Phosphor Serpent Emperor was only about a dozen meters long when he became a Title Douluo. Angel martial souls transformed their wielders into giants a few meters tall.
But no matter the difference in martial soul types, beast soul masters' true bodies were typically no larger than several dozen meters. Nothing came close to Yu Tianming's size.
Both Yu Luomian and Liu Erlong, themselves dragon martial soul users, were completely stunned by the sheer majesty of the dragon form in the sky. They stood frozen, unable to react.
Yu Tianming flapped his enormous wings, launching himself across the sky at frightening speed. Within his self-created Water World, where everything was under his control, he moved even faster. He felt like a Kunpeng soaring from the North Sea to Mount Cangwu.
After circling several times in the sky, he hovered above the cliff where the others stood, and the three massive dragon heads let out a deep roar.
To Qian Renxue, the roar sounded just like any ordinary dragon beast—nothing special.
But to Yu Luomian and Liu Erlong, it struck like an ancient call, stirring something deep in their blood.
Immediately, Yu Luomian transformed into a blue dragon—massive thighs, slim forearms, about twenty meters long, surrounded by crackling blue lightning.
Liu Erlong's form mirrored his, but hers was a red fire dragon, just over ten meters long. Flames shimmered around her body, and a small pair of red wings sprouted from her back—too small to actually enable flight.
The two transformed dragons couldn't help but roar in response, as though instinctively answering Yu Tianming's call.
Yu Tianming's true body stood atop the sea, his three dragon heads now level with the cliff. In comparison, the dragons formed by Yu Luomian and Liu Erlong looked like infants—utterly dwarfed.
He gazed deeply at the dragon-formed pair, then roared again.
This time, Liu Erlong immediately dropped to the ground, unable to resist. A thin red line appeared between her dragon form and Yu Tianming, linking her fire-attributed soul power directly to his body.
Seeing the experiment succeed, all three of Yu Tianming's dragon heads curled into a smile.
Ever since receiving the Dragon God's baptism, he'd felt a strange instinctual dominance over other dragons—like they were all born to serve him. Just like the Blue Silver Emperor ruled over Blue Silver Grass, he ruled over dragons.
It was this intuition that made him suspect he could perform martial soul fusion with other dragon beast users.
But instead of experimenting on Ah Zhu, Ah Zhi, or random strangers, he chose the mentally unstable Liu Erlong—who had always sided with Yu Xiaogang. Since he could never ally with Yu Xiaogang or Tang San, this was his opening.
Yu Tianming didn't take further action. He reverted to his human form and floated back to the cliff.
Yu Luomian also withdrew his Martial Soul True Body and looked at Yu Tianming with shock.
"Incredible… that roar was so infectious. I couldn't stop myself from roaring with you."
"Wait, that was a martial soul fusion?" Qian Renxue asked in confusion. "But normal fusion involves two souls combining into one new martial soul. What was that red thread between you and Liu Erlong?"
Yu Tianming didn't answer. Instead, he turned to Liu Erlong, who was now collapsed on the ground.
She lay there, completely disheveled, her green clothes soaked with sweat and stained with mud. Her hair tie had vanished, and her long black hair lay tangled on the grass. Her chest heaved as she gasped for breath.
Yu Tianming cleared his throat and addressed the group.
"I can fuse with any dragon-type martial soul. But my fusion is different. Instead of merging martial souls into one, I absorb the other soul master's stamina, soul power, and spiritual power."
Typical martial soul fusions were like the Nether White Tiger or Golden Saint Dragon—merging traits to form a more powerful unified martial soul. The one with the superior martial soul usually took the lead.
But Yu Tianming's martial soul far surpassed all others. With power approaching the Dragon God's, every other dragon martial soul was inferior. Fusion with him wasn't mutual—it was like plugging a battery into a charger. He held complete control.
Once Liu Erlong's breathing steadied, Yu Luomian quickly knelt beside her and asked, "Erlong, how do you feel after fusing with Tianming?"
Liu Erlong sat up, holding her head. "I feel… drained. Like my soul power's been sucked dry. But my mind is much clearer—my spirit feels better." She paused, then quickly added, "I've said this before—I didn't fall for Xiao Gang because of martial soul fusion! And I still like him just as much!"
Yu Luomian turned to Yu Tianming with a puzzled look.
"Don't worry, Grandpa. We can go test that with Yu Xiaogang right now." Yu Tianming grinned at Liu Erlong meaningfully.
Liu Erlong shuddered under his gaze. 'What's going on? I used to just think he was talented and admirable… why do I now feel a strange sense of awe and fear?'
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At the edge of Blue Tyrant Academy, just as Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were bonding as father and son, footsteps echoed behind them.
They turned to see Yu Tianming emerging from the forest, pushing aside the underbrush. Both still had traces of tears on their cheeks, and Tang San was kneeling, hugging Yu Xiaogang's leg.
"Xiao Gang, Xiao San, what are you two doing out here?" Liu Erlong looked at the strange scene in confusion.
Seeing Liu Erlong, his staunch supporter, Yu Xiaogang no longer feared Yu Tianming. He casually wiped his tears and laughed, "Erlong, we're almost fifty. My strength is lacking, and I've aged poorly while you remain youthful. I thought I'd die alone, but this filial child, Xiao San, just recognized me as his godfather!"
Liu Erlong wanted to reassure him, to say he wouldn't be alone. But staring at his scruffy, rodent-like face, she stopped herself and forced a smile. "Xiao Gang, congratulations. We of the Golden Iron Triangle are nearing fifty without heirs. With Xiao San as your godson, you're ahead of us."
Still kneeling, Tang San felt everyone's eyes on him—especially Yu Tianming's mocking gaze, as if to say, 'Xiao San, you've been gone half a day and already found yourself another dad? And you chose that trash, Yu Xiaogang?'
Remembering the same mocking look Yu Tianming gave him after Xiao Wu kissed him, Tang San's fists clenched, trembling with frustration.
He quickly stood and muttered, "Teacher, I'm going to rest." Then fled the scene as if running from danger.
The Golden Iron Triangle used to talk endlessly, but now Liu Erlong couldn't find words while looking at Yu Xiaogang's sleazy face. She mumbled,."Xiao Gang, didn't Xiao San call you godfather? Why is he still calling you 'teacher'?"
Yu Xiaogang scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.."Erlong, he's called me 'teacher' for seven years. It'll take time to change the habit."
Yu Tianming watched Tang San's fleeing figure and smirked.
'It's probably not habit. It's just too humiliating to call Yu Xiaogang "Dad."'
As Yu Xiaogang approached, Liu Erlong sniffed the air and wrinkled her nose. "What's that awful smell?"
Yu Xiaogang tugged at his shirt and sniffed. Then he grinned, "Erlong, your nose is sharp. I was cleaning toilets today, remember? Got a bit of the stench on me. You think there's a better position for me? I studied martial soul theory for years—I can't waste away in a bathroom."
Liu Erlong stepped back, frowning in silence.
'Not long ago, I thought Xiao Gang was handsome. Why does he look uglier by the minute? And I didn't notice any smell before—why can I smell it now?'
She remembered that she hadn't had feelings for him before their martial soul fusion… and only afterward did their Golden Iron Triangle bond grow stronger.
'Maybe Tianming was right. Maybe I really did fall for him because of martial soul fusion…'
Looking at Yu Xiaogang's silly grin, Liu Erlong felt a chill run down her spine. Under the shade of the Blue Tyrant Forest, dappled sunlight danced across her face as she grew increasingly uneasy.
Just like Tang San moments before, she turned and hurried away without a word.
(End of Chapter)
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