Wu Siduo was exceptionally happy today.
Because today, she encountered many joyous things. For instance, her cultivation level had broken through to Soul King, with her Soul Power reaching level 52, making her one of the rare fifteen-year-old Soul Kings in the Soul Master world. Additionally, her Martial Soul had evolved, ascending from a high-grade Martial Soul to a top-tier Martial Soul, greatly enhancing her own strength.
But what made her happiest was the substantial breakthrough in her relationship with Jing Shaoyu. Jing Shaoyu and she could now perform Martial Soul Fusion, which meant there was no longer any disparity between her and the other girls. She could finally openly have intimate contact with Jing Shaoyu.
So that night, Wu Siduo cultivated with Jing Shaoyu for the first time.
Unsurprisingly, Jing Shaoyu's Soul Power resonated with Wu Siduo's, merging to form a new, dark purple Soul Power.
While Jing Shaoyu was engaged in Dual Cultivation with Wu Siduo, an unnoticed conversation was quietly taking place in his room.
"What do you want to say?"
"You lost."
"You're overthinking it. I'm just concerned about his identity. You know the importance of the Child of Nature..."
"Haha, your duplicity is really amusing."
"Shut up!"
"Alright, let's change the subject. When do you plan to confess to him? Or are you waiting for him to find out on his own?"
"I... haven't decided yet."
"See, you really care about him. My master's wife told me this is what love is."
"...Is there anything else? I need to go back and rest."
"Goodnight then, Sister Gu~ Yue~! Hahaha~"
"..."
"..."
Meanwhile, in the unfathomable depths of the ocean, the sea Soul Beasts that had been defeated during the day were silently licking their wounds. At the center of the sea Soul Beast group, the Dark Dragon Whale King with a broken horn was feeding. Its prey was actually sea Soul Beasts with thousands of years of cultivation. As it devoured one sea Soul Beast after another, the broken horn on its head emitted a faint black aura.
"Uncle Black, it's my fault that you suffered such severe injuries," the blue-haired girl said with a look of self-reproach. She stood unprotected on the seabed rocks, with the seawater flowing over her body as if it were air, not exerting any pressure on her.
"Your Highness need not blame yourself," the Dark Dragon Whale King's large eyes flashed with a trace of panic as it immediately said, "It's because those humans are too cunning, and I was too careless."
Its voice was very weak. The horn being severed at the root was an extremely serious injury for it, given its dragon blood.
Hearing the Dark Dragon Whale King's words of exoneration, the blue-haired girl's expression grew even more guilty. In her mind, the image of Jing Shaoyu became increasingly vivid, and she murmured, "What is the origin of that boy? Why does he make me feel a desire to submit?"
"Your Highness, I think it's best to report this matter to the Sovereign," the Dark Dragon Whale King cautiously suggested.
"No!" the blue-haired girl refused without hesitation, saying, "This matter must not be known by my mother, or she will surely take even more drastic actions, and then our sea tribe will have even less of a future!"
"Yes," the Dark Dragon Whale King respectfully agreed, and then asked no more, silently devouring the offerings from its kin to heal its wounds.
The next day, when Jing Shaoyu returned to his room from Wu Siduo's, he wasn't surprised to find Na'er sprawled on his bed, fast asleep. In fact, he would have been worried if she hadn't been there.
He didn't wake her, but quietly walked over and sat by the head of the bed, gazing tenderly at the girl's peaceful sleeping face.
After about five minutes, Na'er's delicate face turned as red as a ripe persimmon. Under Jing Shaoyu's amused gaze, the girl suddenly threw herself into his arms, her body trembling as she cooed, "Ahhh! Brother, you're so mean! Why were you staring at me like that?"
"Hahaha, who told you to pretend to sleep?" Jing Shaoyu laughed heartily, holding the girl in his arms, feeling both physically and mentally delighted.
The rest of the voyage was smooth sailing. The two massive ships, Star Luo and Douluo, cut through the vast and boundless Douluo Sea, steadily closing the distance to the Star Luo Continent.
Jing Shaoyu's life returned to its previous rhythm, but this time, Wu Siduo had successfully joined the cycle. Now, Jing Shaoyu's routine revolved around a six-day cycle, spending each night in Dual Cultivation with a different girl. His days were both alluring and exhausting.
Meanwhile, the shadow of the Soul Beast attack gradually dissipated as they drew closer to the Star Luo Continent. In that attack, no members of the two major delegations had died, though a few unlucky individuals had been injured. However, the ship was well-stocked with medical supplies, and there were dedicated healing-type Soul Masters on board, so all the injured had recovered before the ship reached shore.
The only reminder of the day the sea Soul Beasts had surrounded the ship was likely the variety of sea Soul Beast dishes in the ship's dining hall. Many Soul Beasts had died that day, with most being taken away by the retreating beasts, a few collected by the two massive ships, and a very small number completely obliterated.
The bodies of the ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts that Jing Shaoyu had collected were taken by Leng Yaozhu. In exchange, Jing Shaoyu and his six companions received a powder made from the horn of the five-hundred-thousand-year Dark Dragon Whale King. In terms of value, Jing Shaoyu and his group had undoubtedly struck gold.
The horn of the Dark Dragon Whale was one of the most refined parts of its body, and when ground into powder, it became one of the top-tier body-refining medicinal ingredients. The powder from the horn of a five-hundred-thousand-year Dark Dragon Whale King was a rare treasure, priceless and hard to come by.
The Dragon Whale horn powder enhanced the physical strength of Jing Shaoyu and his companions to varying degrees.
As the massive ship drew closer to the Star Luo Continent, Jing Shaoyu could clearly sense the growing excitement and restlessness among the Star Luo Continent natives on board. This was understandable—they had been away from home for a year, and now that they were nearing their return, it was natural for their emotions to run high.
Jing Shaoyu had also been feeling excited recently, as his Soul Spirits, Hong Fei and An Ya, had finally awakened after more than forty days of dormancy.
"Chirp chirp—" The little red bird happily landed on Jing Shaoyu's shoulder, chirping away.
"Master!" In contrast, An Ya was much more elegant, gracefully lying beside Jing Shaoyu's leg. Her noble head automatically moved under Jing Shaoyu's hand, allowing him to stroke her horn.
Purple light flickered, and a stunningly beautiful woman in a long purple dress appeared. Her figure was graceful and slender, her eyes completely black with only a hint of white remaining as pupils. Between her eyebrows was a vertical eye, red on the outside and purple on the inside, giving her an incredibly bewitching and alluring aura.
"Master," she respectfully bowed her head to Jing Shaoyu and called out, her voice as cold as a winter breeze.
The Nightmare Demon Eye Beast, Po Ya!
Po Ya crouched beside An Ya, her jade-like hand gently stroking the fur on its neck, and said, "Sister, why haven't you broken through to the hundred thousand-year mark yet?"
An Ya, who was being comfortably petted by Jing Shaoyu and Po Ya, rolled her eyes at the question and replied, "You make it sound so easy!"
"Haha, don't be in such a hurry," Jing Shaoyu said with a laugh. "An Ya's cultivation has already reached ninety-nine thousand years. To break through to the hundred thousand-year mark, she still needs an opportunity."
For a black Soul Spirit to evolve into a red Soul Spirit, the difficulty is much greater than for a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast to advance to a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast. Without sufficient opportunity, even a black Soul Spirit at ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years would be unable to break through the shackles and evolve into a red Soul Spirit.
During the sea Soul Beast attack, Jing Shaoyu's two Soul Spirits, Hong Fei and An Ya, were undoubtedly the biggest winners. They had devoured countless Soul Rings, and after more than a month of digestion, their cultivation levels had skyrocketed. An Ya's cultivation had increased by nearly fifty thousand years, while Hong Fei's was even more terrifying, directly rising from ten thousand years to seventy-five thousand years.
Such an opportunity was unlikely to appear again in the short term, and the energy An Ya would need to break through the shackles would likely be double, or even triple, what it was this time. Therefore, in the short term, there was no need to think about becoming a red Soul Spirit.
Jing Shaoyu was already very satisfied.
"Chirp chirp—" Hong Fei playfully flew onto Jing Shaoyu's hair, landed, and then nestled in his hair as if incubating an egg.
"You little rascal, you sure know how to pick a spot!" Jing Shaoyu showed a doting smile and didn't shoo Hong Fei away. As his life-bound Soul Spirit, Hong Fei held
a special place in Jing Shaoyu's heart.
An Ya and Po Ya, on the other hand, knew their place very well.