Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 455 Liu Erlong, Inquiring about the Reason
A misty haze enveloped Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face, obscuring her expression.

Only her slightly trembling fingertips betrayed the turbulent emotions within her that were far from calm on the surface.

She actually... agreed again.

Bibi Dong raised her hand and gently touched her still burning cheeks, her mind echoing with Dai Chengfeng's ecstatic expression and his resolute words.

"Let alone this little bit of power, even if Master needed all of my soul power, cultivation, or even my life... I would not hesitate for a moment, and would have no regrets..."

These words echoed in her heart again and again.

Can she really be trusted?

All men in the world are fickle and cold-hearted.

Yu Xiaogang's image flashed through her mind, bringing a sharp, stinging pain.

But Dai Chengfeng… his eyes, his words, his actions…

Could he... really be... different?

This question, accompanied by immense unease and a sliver of hope that she herself dared not even contemplate, was deeply ingrained in her heart.

The water in the bath rippled gently, reflecting her complex and dreamy eyes.

"That's all!"

Bibi Dong stopped thinking about it, shook her head, got up and dressed. "Since I've agreed, I won't regret it. That's the real me, Bibi Dong."

"And at the very least, the taste isn't bad either..."

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Dai Chengfeng left Bibi Dong's palace with light steps. The palace door closed behind him, shutting out the warm fragrance and the figure that stirred his heart.

However, the bright smile on his face and the burning passion in his eyes did not last long.

Almost immediately, a sense of solemnity replaced the previous elation.

Instead of returning to his residence as usual, he stood under the ornate corridor, his brows furrowed slightly.

The scene of trying out the Martial Soul Fusion Technique with Zhu Zhuqing in the Great Soul Arena yesterday resurfaced in his mind.

It was an extremely eerie feeling.

Their soul power originated from the generations of marriage alliances between the Star Luo Empire's royal family and the Zhu family, and should have been one of the most compatible powers in the world.

In the early stages of the fusion attempt, things went as smoothly as expected. The aura of darkness and slaughter intertwined, and the enormous phantom of the Netherworld White Tiger was almost solidified. The overwhelming sense of power even allowed him to transcend the limits of his level for a moment and touch the threshold of a higher level.

However, just as the power reached its peak and was about to be perfectly fused and released, a sudden change occurred!

The once perfectly integrated core of soul power seemed to have been branded with a red-hot iron, and a violent, destructive alien energy suddenly erupted from the fusion point.

Not only did it instantly shatter the Netherworld White Tiger's form, but it also acted like a burst dam, backlashing at him and Zhu Zhuqing.

result……

Both of them experienced a disruption in their soul power, nearly damaging their very essence.

If he hadn't reacted quickly and forcibly cut off the contact in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

This matter has always been weighing on his mind.

The Martial Soul Fusion Skill is an extremely important part of his plan, crucial for both future battles and... certain deeper strategic arrangements.

This problem must be resolved as soon as possible.

When it comes to martial soul fusion skills, there is one person who is undoubtedly one of the absolute authorities on the entire continent—Liu Erlong.

Her experience might be able to solve the current predicament.

With that thought in mind, Dai Chengfeng no longer hesitated and turned to walk towards the villa where Liu Erlong was temporarily staying in Wuhun City.

His steps were still fast, but the previous light and cheerful pace had become steady and urgent.

Unlike the opulent and imposing Papal Palace, Liu Erlong's residence was simple and full of life, with even some hardy flowers and plants growing in the courtyard. Dai Chengfeng arrived at the courtyard gate and tidied his robes, which had become slightly disheveled from walking quickly.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the lingering warmth and tenderness on his face from thinking of Bibi Dong, and replaced it with a serious expression that showed some confusion and curiosity before entering the courtyard.

Until he arrived at Liu Erlong's door, he raised his hand and knocked.

"Who?"

A clear, crisp female voice came from inside.

"it's me."

Upon hearing Dai Chengfeng's voice, the room fell into a brief silence.

soon……

"come in."

Liu Erlong's voice came from inside, and compared to his usual straightforwardness, there seemed to be something more subtle.

Dai Chengfeng pushed open the door and entered.

The quiet room was simply yet warmly furnished, with light streaming in through the window, illuminating the fine dust particles floating in the air.

Instead of her usual sharp and athletic attire, Liu Erlong wore a slightly loose, dark red loungewear dress. Her long, black hair was casually tied back with a hairpin, with a few strands falling to her neck, adding a rare touch of gentleness and languor to her usual dashing appearance.

She was sitting on the tea table by the window, holding a book in her hands. When she saw him come in, she looked up at him.

Those bright eyes, as clear and sharp as ever, seemed to flicker for a fleeting moment when they met Dai Chengfeng's gaze, and a faint blush quietly rose to her cheeks.

But she quickly lowered her head, pretending to refocus her attention on the book in her hands, and asked in as calm and natural a tone as possible:

"Why are you here so early again?"

Dai Chengfeng keenly noticed her unusual expression and rare shyness at that moment.

He understood immediately, walked up to her, and teased, "Could it be that I have been presumptuous in coming here and disturbed your peace, senior?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong put down her book and looked at him again, "What senior or not..."

This time she seemed much more natural, but her eyes were still somewhat unfocused, and she didn't dare to look at him for long. Her fingers unconsciously twirled a corner of the book page.

"Come on, come here."

Dai Chengfeng smiled and sat down opposite Liu Erlong.

Liu Erlong reached out her hand, but this time, Dai Chengfeng shook his head.

"Ok?"

"what happened?"

Liu Erlong seemed a little puzzled, after all, teaching was a daily routine.

Dai Chengfeng looked at Liu Erlong with a solemn expression and slowly said, "Erlong, yesterday Zhu Zhuqing and I tried to use the Netherworld White Tiger, a technique passed down in our family."

Liu Erlong nodded. "And then? Is there anything you don't understand?"

Dai Chengfeng nodded, then frowned and continued, "Initially, our fusion went quite smoothly. Our soul power merged, and the form was about to take shape."

"But at the most critical moment, the two soul forces suddenly clashed violently, as if water and fire were attacking each other. Not only did the fusion fail, but it also caused both of us to suffer backlash."

"I pondered it repeatedly, but I couldn't find the crux of the problem."

As he spoke, Dai Chengfeng looked up at Liu Erlong, his eyes full of anticipation: "Erlong, you have successfully performed the Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Technique, and your experience far surpasses that of ordinary people. I wonder if you could enlighten me?"

"What is the cause of this sudden rejection and conflict that arises after the successful integration?"

Upon hearing Dai Chengfeng's detailed description of the symptoms, Liu Erlong's focus and professionalism as a top-tier Soul Master quickly overcame her girlish embarrassment.

She furrowed her brows slightly, pondered for a moment, and then her eyes became serious and sharp.

(End of this chapter)