"Finished eating?" Lu Feng chuckled lightly.
"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing wiped her mouth and nodded gently.
She raised her head, a brilliant smile on her face. Zhu Zhuqing had already decided. Lu Feng still had a bright future, and she shouldn't be so selfish as to drag him into the whirlpool of imperial family struggles.
This Martial Soul Fusion skill... let's just treat it as an accident.
But this breakfast, Zhu Zhuqing felt, was the most wonderful one she had in over ten years.
"I think we can talk," Zhu Zhuqing said slowly.
She looked up quietly at Lu Feng, her eyes no longer holding any trace of shyness or fear.
"Oh? Coincidentally, I also have something I want to tell you," Lu Feng smiled faintly.
Zhu Zhuqing said seriously, "Lu Feng, if I'm not mistaken, you should have Twin Martial Souls, right? One is a fist martial soul, and the other is the White Tiger martial soul?"
Before Lu Feng could speak, Zhu Zhuqing continued, "I don't know if you've heard of the Martial Soul Fusion skill, Netherworld White Tiger. This move is the Star Luo Imperial Family's trump card."
"The commotion we caused in Suotuo City was not small. If anyone with ulterior motives discovers it, you will definitely be targeted by the Star Luo Imperial Family."
At this, Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, seemingly having made an important decision.
"Lu Feng, you should go. Don't use your White Tiger martial soul easily in the future. If people from the imperial family come to investigate, I swear I will absolutely not reveal anything about you."
Lu Feng fell silent upon hearing this.
He looked at Zhu Zhuqing's dead-serious expression, and his understanding of these great families rose to another level.
The families with longer legacies placed more importance on the inheritance of their bloodline.
In the original work, Yu Xiaogang's martial soul underwent a malignant mutation. Even though he was the Sect Master's son, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had no place for him.
Conversely, Liu Erlong's martial soul was a mutated Fire Dragon of extremely high quality. Even though she disliked the clan, and her mother was merely a commoner, the clan still established a high-level academy for her to live out her days.
By this logic, if the Dai family found out there was a White Tiger bloodline 'left outside', they would definitely capture him and bring him back.
"Heh." Lu Feng chuckled lightly. He finally understood what Zhu Zhuqing was worried about.
If the Dai family's people found him, they would most likely force him to 'acknowledge his ancestors and return to the clan'.
Then, because he was tied to Zhu Zhuqing, he would be tacitly drawn into the imperial struggle. He reckoned he would have no choice but to accompany her onto the battlefield in the future.
If his luck was bad, he wouldn't even know which godforsaken corner he died in.
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's earnest expression, Lu Feng suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. What a kind girl.
It seems I must fabricate an identity. A bold plan gradually began to form in Lu Feng's mind.
"Miss Zhuqing, are you finished speaking? Now it's my turn." The corners of Lu Feng's mouth tilted up slightly, his expression remaining light and nonchalant.
Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing frowned.
I've said so much, but it seems Lu Feng didn't understand a single word?
However, her good upbringing prevented Zhu Zhuqing from voicing her doubts. Instead, she nodded and said softly, "Yes, go ahead."
Lu Feng coughed lightly and said clearly, "There are two things. First, I do not have Twin Martial Souls."
As he spoke, Lu Feng's White Tiger martial soul possessed him, and dense soul power burst forth from his body. Different from his usual martial soul possession, this time he silently circulated the [Sacred] and [Light] attributes within his body.
In an instant, his entire body emitted a holy aura, and dazzling golden light shot out from his eyes.
Almost at the same moment, Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Civet martial soul instantly possessed her. Her eyes became hazy, and her body couldn't help but tremble as she subconsciously took a few steps closer to Lu Feng.
"This!" Zhu Zhuqing forcibly suppressed the tremor in her heart, and clarity quickly returned to her eyes.
"This is my White Tiger martial soul. It's my innate martial soul." Lu Feng spouted nonsense with a straight face, not blushing or skipping a beat.
"Then what about your fist martial soul?"
Zhu Zhuqing's brow furrowed slightly as she asked in confusion, "But, didn't Xiao Wu say your martial soul was a fist? And in that small grove, the one you used was that fist martial soul."
Lu Feng shook his head, and his third and second soul rings lit up simultaneously.
His muscles bulged again, and a dense golden light covered his entire body. At the same time, a majestic energy wave shot out from his mouth, instantly shattering a distant house.
"These are my latter two soul skills, White Tiger Vajra Transformation and White Tiger Light Wave, configured according to the Dai family's ancestral teachings. However, my first soul skill is not the White Tiger Protective Barrier."
As he spoke, Lu Feng's tone became a bit desolate. "At that time, I was somewhat resistant to my true identity. For my first soul ring, I didn't hunt a tiger-type soul beast, but a Mirror Image Beast instead."
"A Mirror Image Beast??"
Hearing this, the confusion in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes deepened. A premonition suddenly surfaced in her heart: Lu Feng probably had a huge secret.
Lu Feng retracted his White Tiger martial soul. At the same time, a dense black light covered his hands.
The next moment, the [Knuckle Duster] martial soul covered his hands.
"This Mirror Image Beast's soul ring gave me a special ability: I can copy other people's martial souls."
As he spoke, Lu Feng spread his hands, showing his Knuckle Duster martial soul to Zhu Zhuqing.
Lu Feng had prepared this explanation long ago, just waiting for the secret of his martial soul to be exposed so he could fool others.
His own golden finger absolutely could not be revealed. After all, this ability was too heaven-defying and would easily make him a thorn in others' sides.
The existence of the Mirror Image Beast could perfectly explain this problem.
In the original work, after Oscar hunted a Mirror Image Beast, he obtained the ability to copy other people's martial souls.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't study the martial soul, but instead stared at Lu Feng's soul rings for a long time. She could feel that his three soul rings were identical to the ones when his White Tiger martial soul was possessing him.
"This ability of yours, can it be used indefinitely?" Zhu Zhuqing asked doubtfully.
Lu Feng shook his head helplessly. "Back then, I experimented with the soul skill ability out of curiosity. Unexpectedly, this ability has usage restrictions. With my current strength, I can only copy one."
"Of course, maybe I can copy more in the future when my strength increases," Lu Feng added.
He didn't speak in absolutes, leaving himself some leeway.
"Ah!" Zhu Zhuqing sighed heavily.
If what Lu Feng said was true, then this soul skill of his was wasted.
If he had copied a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, or a Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't imagine what level Lu Feng would grow to in the future.
"Wait a minute."
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly thought of something. She sized Lu Feng up and down and said, "You're not lying to me, are you? Is it possible that your original martial soul was the Knuckle Duster, and you copied the White Tiger martial soul?"
Zhu Zhuqing didn't believe someone in this world could be that foolish.
If Lu Feng's original martial soul was just a low-level Knuckle Duster, and he had then copied a powerful White Tiger martial soul, that explanation seemed much more reasonable to Zhu Zhuqing.
Lu Feng frowned slightly upon hearing this.
Don't they all say 'big chest, no brain'?
Why isn't this girl playing by the rules?
Lu Feng didn't answer. Instead, he bent over and began to breathe heavily. His shoulders gradually rose and fell with his breaths, and slowly, a powerful aura gathered around him.
As Lu Feng circulated his cultivation method, a fierce gale gathered around him. His martial soul switched back to the White Tiger, and a sky-shaking tiger's roar erupted from his mouth.
"This is!" Zhu Zhuqing watched Lu Feng's movements and let out a sound of surprise.
"The White Tiger War God's Catalog!"
Immediately, a gloomy soul power spread out from beneath her feet.
The moment the two streams of air, one black and one white, converged, the entire village was instantly plunged into an endless storm.
A chilling aura, like the fingers of death, gently brushed over every inch of land. All life within the village began to wither. Green leaves fell, flowers closed—a scene of desolation.
A few rats struggled painfully in the fierce wind. Unable to resist this cold, gloomy aura, they fell to the ground, unwilling. Their flesh began to disintegrK-ate under the aura's corrosion, eventually turning slowly into white bones.
Gradually, the entire village fell into a deathly silence, leaving only Lu Feng and Zhu Zhuqing standing there quietly.
"This move of yours is?" Lu Feng's eyes darkened slightly as he said uncertainly, "The Netherworld's Edict?"
Although he didn't recognize this cultivation method, a bright purple fragment on the ground had already marked the name.
The Dai and Zhu families had cooperated for thousands of years. It wasn't as simple as just having one Martial Soul Fusion skill.
The two families' signature cultivation methods were also complementary dual-cultivation methods.
Light and Netherworld, two completely opposite attributes, could actually be perfectly fused, and their power multiplied.
The heirs of the Dai and Zhu families, generation after generation... even if they couldn't use the Martial Soul Fusion skill, as long as the two families joined forces, they were an overwhelming presence against other Soul Masters.
It was precisely because of this that the Dai family was able to suppress all other families and ascend to the throne of the Star Luo Empire.
Moreover, the Star Luo Empire was not like Heaven Dou. The Dai family held absolute authority in the Star Luo Empire.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded heavily. "That's right, it is the Netherworld's Edict."
She raised her head, staring at Lu Feng without blinking.
Feeling the pleasant sensation coming from her martial soul, at this moment, she finally believed that Lu Feng's innate martial soul was the White Tiger.
A martial soul could be copied, but a cultivation method could not be faked.
"The second thing you wanted to say... your true identity... if I'm not mistaken, you are a lost prince of the Dai family, aren't you?" Zhu Zhuqing said slowly.
The White Tiger War God's Catalog was a cultivation method that only the Dai family's main lineage could learn.
The events of the past two days, Zhu Zhuqing felt, were more incredible than anything she had witnessed in over ten years.
Lu Feng smiled gently and stroked Zhu Zhuqing's hair. "That's right, you're really smart."
More than smart, she practically answered the question for me!
Feeling Lu Feng's warm hand, Zhu Zhuqing's face instantly turned slightly red.
At the same time, the worry in her heart also disappeared.
If Lu Feng were just an ordinary person, his White Tiger martial soul would be a burden to him, perhaps even attracting a fatal disaster.
But if his identity was that of a prince...
The Star Luo Imperial Family would not only refrain from making things difficult for him but might even cultivate him vigorously.
"Can you tell me your story?" Zhu Zhuqing asked softly.
"Alright."
On the small hill, Lu Feng and Zhu Zhuqing nestled together.
The gentle breeze caressed them, and the setting sun cast its afterglow, painting the sky red.
"That person left behind a trash cultivation method and then never came back," Lu Feng's voice choked, his fists clenched tightly.
Zhu Zhuqing raised her head and looked at Lu Feng's slightly red eyes. She suddenly felt a pang of heartache for him.
At this moment, Lu Feng stood up and spread his arms. "I only have one goal now. No matter how much effort it takes, one day, I will return and trample that person ruthlessly under my feet."
He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.
"This throne... if he, Davis, can sit on it, and Dai Mubai can sit on it, why can't I, Dai Si, sit on it?"
[note: Bro, you're using Si again]