The Haotian Sect.
A continuous stretch of buildings, shrouded in mist and clouds, lay hidden behind the mountain peaks.
The Haotian Sect were known for their natural blacksmithing skills, making them highly authoritative in construction, their buildings standing tall and imposing.
On the highest building,two burly men looked down at the sea of clouds.
A bottomless cliff in the distance completely isolated the Haotian Sect from the world.
The scenery was beautiful, but the two men had no heart for it; their faces were filled with worry.
"Big brother, Xiaodong is definitely unhappy," Erming said dejectedly.
"It's that person's order. Do you dare disobey him?" Daming snorted coldly, scratching his head in frustration.
From beginning to end, they hadn't understood what that person meant.
It was as if Wang Dong was a tool that could be discarded at will.
But in their eyes, although Wang Dong was only a fragmented soul, torn in two, he was still connected to Xiaowu by blood.
They, as his uncles could only watch helplessly.
"He is, after all, Xiaodong's father. Perhaps he has his reasons," Daming sighed.
"Though we hold high positions, we also have some unspeakable hardships. We can only hope that Xiaodong will regain her memories and forgive us in the future."
"Regain her memories? Will Xiaodong still be Xiaodong then?" Erming said sullenly.
"Sigh."
...
"A chosen one of heaven!"
"This is the kind of son-in-law I should have cough cough, a son-in-law!"
God Realm.
In front of a palace radiating a majestic pale blue divine light, Tang San looked at the shimmering point of light in the lower realm.
The point of light was as bright as a star, clearly visible, and the joy on his face grew even stronger.
Originally, he planned to take in a chosen one of heaven.
But now he had a new target.
Although using his daughter as a stepping stone might have some impact on his glorious and majestic image as a god-king, besides him, only Da Ming and Erming knew about this.
"Is Wang Dong alone really enough?"
Tang San's hands were behind his back, his eyes slightly narrowed.
If it were a love-starved, insecure boy like Huo Yuhao, given enough companionship and care in the early stages, he would cherish that childhood memory.
Once the leash was on him, it would tighten until he couldn't break free. Later, he could set up a scheme for in-depth training (Qiankun Wenqing Valley).
Plus, he had already acquired Huo Yuhao's mother's soul early on, so he was naturally very confident.
But with Su Wen someone who wasn't the chosen one, yet whose brilliance shone like stars, far more monstrous than the chosen one of destiny, he felt a little uncertain.
"Forget it, we'll talk about it later."
After a moment of contemplation, he shook his head.
His early planning on the continent and his scheme against the chosen one of destiny had already made him a target of destruction.
If there were any further unusual movements recently, Su Wen would likely be exposed to the other gods.
At that time he wouldn't have a say in the matter.
With such high talent, most gods would probably rush to bestow their divine positions upon an heir, and even that guy from Destruction would likely be tempted.
However, when it comes to training dogs, Tang San is second to none! Since he can't intervene personally, he'll temporarily rely on the Clear Sky Sect.
Wang Dong is definitely a powerful bait; he doesn't believe Su Wen can resist such temptation.
And once Wang Dong and Su Wen develop a good relationship he can better manipulate Wang Dong and replicate his scheme against that chosen one.
…
Inside the dormitory.
The two held hands, slowly circulating their soul power.
As a result, the colors of their soul power shone; white, blue, and dark gold flowed around Su Wen, while Wang Dong's were gold, blue, and dark gold.
With the circulation of their soul power, they both felt a cool sensation spread throughout their bodies.
It was as if the rhythm of life came from the desolation of the ancient land, and that vast, profound feeling lingered in their hearts, strange and comfortable, causing Wang Dong's tense body to slowly relax.
"No way?!"
After a long pause, Wang Dong was utterly astonished.
"Such a coincidence?"
Her gaze towards Su Wen changed.
The first requirement for Spirit Fusion is that the two people's auras perfectly match, which also indirectly indicates that given the few Spirit Fusion users recorded on the continent, they are either siblings, bound by blood, or natural lovers.
"Yes, it's just such a coincidence."
Su Wen sighed deeply.
Good news: Spirit Fusion means faster power enhancement.
Bad news: He's definitely being targeted by Tang Shenwang.
Spirit Fusion is truly a divine creation; otherwise, who can explain how Hurricane, Little Gold, and Ice Emperor could perfectly fuse with Wang Dong's three Spirits?
"Then, shall we cultivate together?"
Wang Dong asked hesitantly when Su Wen suddenly lowered his hand and fell silent.
A strange, ambiguous atmosphere spread between them (as Wang Dong perceived it).
The feeling of Spirit Fusion, the flow of Soul Power within their bodies, was truly wondrous, but Su Wen's brief attempt left her wanting more.
"Yes."
Su Wen nodded.
Since he'd already used his daughter as bait, he was naturally happy to accept it.
He was also eager to explore the wondrous uses of spirit fusion—he just didn't know what kind of spirit fusion techniques it would contain.
Their palms touched again.
Four-colored light, like a faint cocoon of light and shadow, enveloped them both.
When Su Wen opened his eyes again, Wang Dong was lying on the bed, embracing him tightly.
She was holding his waist tightly, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes fluttering.
Su Wen could tell at a glance that she was pretending to be asleep, after all, her earlobes were white with a hint of red.
A night of cultivation had brought the two of them much closer.
This spirit fusion was indeed a natural red thread.
No wonder Tang Shenwang used it so skillfully.
He removed the arm from his waist, drew back the curtains, and saw that the sky was already showing a pale white, a sign of sunrise.
"You slept all night, get up quickly, you'll be late for class."
Su Wen stretched.
"Hmm you're already up? That's early." Wang
Dong was still pretending to be reserved, rubbing her eyes, acting as if she had just woken up.
"Let's try again tonight?" Su Wen raised an eyebrow, sensing the obvious change in his soul power.
"Ah okay, I guess."
Wang Dong looked around.
...
Early morning.
In the classroom of Class 2.
Xie Huan Yue quickly clung to him again, looking like a simpleton, making Ning Tian and Wu Feng laugh heartily.
Wang Dong was also pulled in by Su Wen and sat awkwardly to the side.
"Big brother, who are you paired with?" Xie Huan Yue asked curiously.
"..."
"Ning Tian, me, and Wu Feng." Su Wen pondered.
"What about me, boss?" Xie Huan Yue was on the verge of tears.
"You're paired with Wang Dong, plus Xue Ling."
Su Wen pointed to the bewildered Wang Dong.
"Me, paired with him?" Xie Huan Yue asked in surprise. "
Don't underestimate Wang Dong, a Great Soul Master with a second soul ring for a thousand years, paired with Xue Ling's Crimson Fire Bow for ranged damage, getting into the top three is no problem."
Su Wen said calmly.
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