Volume 33, Chapter 439.3: Wutong, Fuse? (1/2)

Of course she couldn’t let Huo Yuhao’s soul power circulate freely inside her, the equivalent of handing her life over to him. She only allowed him to test whether they could fuse in the passageways of her forearm.

Huo Yuhao could clearly sense that Tang Wutong’s soul power flowed in a structured manner, and there was even an aura of elegance about it. When their soul powers first came into contact with each other, Tang Wutong’s soul power displayed strong discrimination towards Huo Yuhao’s soul power. It was like it wanted to force his soul power out of her body.

Huo Yuhao was stunned to find out that Tang Wutong was right! While his soul power wasn’t any less powerful than hers, there was some kind of gap between them. This was a result of the difference between the blood lineages of their martial souls.

How is this possible? I have twin martial souls, and I even possess Ultimate Ice. Moreover, I’ve fused with four Spirits, which has significantly modified my martial soul. How is it possible that the tier of my martial soul is so much weaker than hers?

Initially, his soul power would immediately fuse with Wang Dong’er’s soul power when they first came into contact with one another, turning into Haodong Power that would circulate through their bodies. This greatly increased their cultivation speed. To a large extent, the reason why Huo Yuhao’s cultivation speed was able to rise so quickly was because of the Haodong Power.

However, the situation seemed to have completely changed now. The circulation of soul power in Tang Wutong’s body was presented as an elegant, purplish-gold color. During the process of circulation, her body exuded a dim, purplish-gold glow. Huo Yuhao could even sense that the soul power circulating in her body was subtly rocking with the sound of a dragon roaring.

Amid this rocking movement, Huo Yuhao’s soul power was crushed before it could return to his body. Even though it would reform very quickly, it wasn’t able to move an inch forward in Tang Wutong’s body, much less complete any fusion. It was like they were supposed to be distinctly separated.

As Tang Wutong’s wrist trembled slightly, the soul power in her body started to circulate at a greater intensity. Huo Yuhao moved back three feet, as if he had been pushed.

Tang Wutong’s body slightly shone with a purplish-gold glow, and an image of a golden trident flashed on her forehead before disappearing. She twisted her lips and said, “I’ve already told you that your martial soul can’t fuse with me. Your instincts were wrong. If you really had some sort of sensation, I would experience the same sensation too. You can leave now.”

Huo Yuhao sat where he was in a daze. The expression on his face remained the same, and his entire body seemed to have turned into a statue – he was completely motionless.

Tang Wutong furrowed her brow. “Hey! Why aren’t you leaving yet?”

Huo Yuhao slowly lowered his arms, and Tang Wutong could tell that his face had turned completely pale. It was as if he had lost his life energy.

As he slowly stood up, Huo Yuhao walked towards the exit of the tent with a pale look on his face. When he drew open the curtains and walked out, he staggered and almost fell down. After this, his steps were very shaky as he walked away from the tent. He didn’t even utter a word to Tang Wutong.

Tang Wutong was stunned as she watched him leave. She was stunned to find out that she felt a little heartbroken for some unknown reason.

Am I feeling heartbroken for him? How is this possible?

Do I have to feel this way? Our martial souls are just incompatible, aren’t they? Why does he look like he just lost his wife?

What she didn’t know was that Huo Yuhao didn’t sense anything similar between her and Wang Dong’er’s soul power as their martial souls failed to fuse. To him, it was indeed as if he had lost his wife.

Tang Wutong isn’t Dong’er, Tang Wutong isn’t Dong’er, Tang Wutong isn’t Dong’er…

This thought repeated itself in Huo Yuhao’s head. He seemed as if he had lost his soul. He was completely in a trance right now.

He didn’t even know how he made his way back to his tent. After he returned, he laid down on his own bed and didn’t move at all. It was as if he already lost his soul.

As he lay on his bed, Huo Yuhao didn’t know when he started to fall asleep. However, he felt as if his life energy had been completely drained as he fell asleep.

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After Huo Yuhao left, Tang Wutong also stood up and put her mat away. She muttered to herself, “This fellow is ridiculous. The possibility of fusion between two soul masters is naturally close to zero. What’s there to be so depressed about? However, he really looks to have been in poor shape earlier.”

After sitting down on her bed, Tang Wutong started to meditate and began her cultivation for the night.

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Second day, morning...

Tang Wutong stretched her back and body before she jumped out of bed.

After a night of meditation, her fatigue had completely disappeared. As she stretched her body, she couldn’t help, but let out a groan.

After she reached the exit of her tent, she drew the curtains aside and allowed fresh air to flow into her tent.

That fellow didn’t sleep the entire night? Tang Wutong subconsciously turned her attention towards the tent beside hers just as she walked out of her tent. She couldn’t help but think of Huo Yuhao’s pale face when he left the previous night.

Just at this moment, the curtains of the tent beside hers were also drawn open. Tang Wutong quickly turned her gaze away.

Huo Yuhao also exited his own tent. As he stood in front of his tent, he also stretched out.

Tang Wutong glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. When she saw him, he seemed to have returned to normal. The expression on his face was very calm.