Douluo Continent: The Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, the God of Judgment

Wang Dong's large, light blue eyes burned with a fiery light.

She grabbed Yun Yi's wrist with her other hand, speaking rapidly, her chest heaving with extreme excitement.

"Yun Yi, carefully feel the speed at which this power flows! This power of Yun Dong is too domineering; not only can it forcibly widen my meridians, but it also directly increases my cultivation speed. I just silently circulated it throughout my body for one full cycle, and that speed is almost 80% faster than when I meditate alone!"

Wang Dong became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Eighty percent! What does this mean for a Soul Master? As long as we persist in cultivating together every day, the time it takes me to break through to the Soul Venerable realm will definitely be greatly shortened! Quickly close your eyes and check how much faster you've gotten!"

Yun Yi didn't say much, and closed his eyes.

As their palms met, the brilliant golden fusion of soul power flowed continuously into his eight extraordinary meridians.

This power carries the pure light affinity of Wang Dong's Goddess of Light Butterfly, yet it is completely assimilated by his own ultimate light, becoming even more profound and solid.

Soul power surged and roared within his body, smoothly completing its circulation along the meridian pathways.

Opening his eyes, Yun Yi's gaze fell on Wang Dong's face, his eyes revealing a strange look.

Feeling uncomfortable under that gaze, Wang Dong instinctively shrank back.

She released one hand and tugged at her slightly disheveled collar.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is your improvement rate really that low?" Wang Dong asked tentatively, then started making up his own reasons.

"That's true. You're already a level 48 Soul Master, and your body is used to the high-intensity soul power cleansing, so the boost is naturally less. Is it only 20%? Or 10%?"

Yun Yi slowly shook his head, a smug smile spreading across his lips.

"One-two times." Yun Yi held up one index finger and shook it gently. "My cultivation speed has increased by one hundred and twenty percent."

Wang Dong's expression froze instantly.

She sat there, her lips slightly parted, her brain struggling to process the string of numbers.

One hundred and twenty percent? I'm only eighty percent?

After standing there stunned for a full half minute, Wang Dong suddenly sprang up from the ground, nearly stepping on the broken wooden table leg next to him due to the sudden movement.

"This is outrageous!" Wang Dong protested loudly, hands on his hips, his delicate features contorted in anger.

"My soul power is low, so why do I get less of a boost? You, a monster who's almost at the Soul King level, not only dominate the game but also reap more benefits than me? Is there no fairness in this world?!"

Seeing Wang Dong's frantic, existential-doubting look, Yun Yi laughed even more unrestrainedly.

He reached out and grabbed Wang Dong's wrist, forcibly pulling her down.

"I don't know if the world values ​​fairness, but in the world of martial spirits, only absolute class oppression matters." Yun Yi's smile faded, and his expression turned serious.

"Logically, the amplification produced by such a perfectly compatible fusion of martial souls should be completely equal, with each of us getting double the amplification."

Wang Dong's eyes widened, and he angrily demanded, "Then where did my missing 20% ​​go?"

"The 20% you were missing was paid to me voluntarily by your martial spirit as protection money."

Yun Yi raised his left hand, and his palm once again shone with a dazzling crimson-gold light.

The phantom of the Sun-Shooting Bow suddenly appeared, and the temperature in the entire dormitory rose accordingly.

"My martial soul possesses the dual ultimate attributes of ultimate light and ultimate fire. While your Goddess of Light Butterfly is undoubtedly a top-tier martial soul, it still falls into the inferior category in the face of ultimate attributes. When a superior releases its pressure, the inferior instinctively fears and submits—this is an ironclad law etched into the very essence of a martial soul. In order to curry favor with my Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, your martial soul not only relinquished its dominance but even proactively cut off 20% of its cultivation amplification, offering it as tribute."

After hearing this explanation, Wang Dong completely broke down.

She closed her eyes and focused her mind into her own martial soul space.

As expected, the usually proud and arrogant Goddess of Light butterfly, which always displayed its magnificent wings, was now huddled in a corner, looking humble, and was no longer the glorious butterfly it once was.

"You worthless piece of trash!" Wang Dong slapped his thigh in anger, repeatedly berating his own martial spirit.

"I usually pamper you with spiritual herbs and plants, and you turn against me the moment you encounter a bit of power? You've thrown all your backbone to the winds? Giving away control is one thing, but why are you handing over my cultivation speed too? You wasteful good-for-nothing!"

Listening to Wang Dong's string of complaints about his own martial spirit's lack of progress, Yun Yi leisurely watched the show from the side.

After venting his anger for a while, Wang Dong finally accepted this frustrating reality.

She grew up in the Haotian Sect and has an innate optimism.

Despite her complaints, her self-regulation skills are top-notch.

She took a deep breath, tidied her messy hair, and cheered herself up.

"Fine, eighty percent it is then," Wang Dong muttered to himself, trying to console himself.

"It's better than getting nothing at all. Considering it's somewhat sensible and has retained most of its boost, I'll let it slide this time."

Having dispelled his sense of defeat, Wang Dong's eyes lit up again, and he began to enthusiastically list the other benefits brought by Yun Dong's power.

"Aside from this incredible cultivation boost, the improvement in actual combat is also astonishing." Wang Dong clenched his fist, feeling the surging energy within his body.

"With the blessing of Yun Dong's power, my Goddess of Light Butterfly can also briefly borrow your ultimate light attribute. This means that the destructive power of all my soul skills will undergo a qualitative leap. Against ordinary soul masters, I can even achieve absolute attribute crushing."

She paused, then pursed her lips: "However, those accompanying Ultimate Light shields and attack effects are nothing compared to a real killing move."

Wang Dong abruptly changed the subject, his pink-blue eyes flashing with fervor.

She grabbed Yun Yi's arm, almost pressing her entire body against him.

"The key is the Spirit Fusion Skill! With the compatibility between our two Spirits, it's impossible for us to just be at the level of exchanging Spirit Power. We definitely have a Spirit Fusion Skill! Let's go, we can't stay in this shabby dorm anymore, let's go find an open space outside. I want to see with my own eyes just how earth-shattering our Spirit Fusion Skill really is!"

Wang Dong is a man of action; once he says he'll do something, he does it right away. He grabbed Yun Yi and started to walk out the door.

Yun Yi's feet seemed rooted to the ground, firmly nailed to the floor.

He grabbed Wang Dong's wrist and pulled her back to where she was, then shook his head decisively.

"I'm not going."

Wang Dong was stunned; his enthusiasm was instantly dampened.

"Why don't you go? Aren't you even the slightest bit curious?"

"Curiosity is one thing, but I'm not crazy." Yun Yi's gaze swept over Wang Dong's thin frame, mercilessly hitting the nail on the head.

"You seem to have a serious misunderstanding of your current abilities."

Wang Dong puffed out his chest defiantly: "I'm a level 24 Great Soul Master, absolutely top-tier among the freshmen!"

"So what?" Yun Yi scoffed.

"The principle behind the release of a Soul Fusion Skill is to instantly drain the massive amount of soul power from both parties, compressing and transforming it to unleash a destructive power that transcends their level. With my level 48 soul power foundation, releasing a fusion skill is naturally easy for me. But what about you?"

Yun Yi extended his index finger and tapped Wang Dong's forehead.

"With your meager soul power reserves, if you forcibly activate your Martial Soul Fusion Skill, your body will instantly be drained into a dried-up corpse. Forget about standing there admiring the skill's power; the moment the skill is completed, you'll faint on the spot."

Seeing Wang Dong's increasingly stiff expression, Yun Yi continued to deliver the finishing blow.

"Tomorrow is the first day of school at Shrek Academy, and the freshman class's homeroom teacher is still that notoriously strict Dean of Academic Affairs, Du Weilun. If you don't want to be bedridden and unable to stand up tomorrow morning, and then have to be carried to the classroom like a sack of potatoes to embarrass yourself, you'd better put away this unrealistic idea. We'll talk about testing your Martial Soul Fusion Skill when your strength can barely keep up with my pace."

This straightforward and incisive analysis was like a heavy hammer blow, striking Wang Dong's confidence hard.

A strong sense of frustration washed over me again.

She found herself utterly outmatched by her roommate in every aspect, from martial spirit and strength to her proud heritage.

She lowered her head in frustration, let go of Yun Yi's arm, and looked listless.

But Wang Dong's inherent pride would never allow her to become discouraged.

After only a few seconds of dejection, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes fixed on Yun Yi, burning with unprecedented fighting spirit and an indomitable light.

"You think I'm too weak and holding you back, huh? Fine, very well." Wang Dong declared through gritted teeth.

She turned and strode toward her relatively intact wooden bed, leaped onto it, and then sat cross-legged.

Yun Yi raised an eyebrow and slowly walked over. "What?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Wang Dong grabbed Yun Yi's hands and forced them to press against his own palms.

"From now on, aside from eating, sleeping, and attending classes, we'll dedicate all our remaining time to dual cultivation! I won't stop until I break through to the Soul Venerable realm! I want to see what excuse you'll have to stop me when my cultivation catches up!"

Seeing Wang Dong's desperate, work-hard attitude, Yun Yi's lips curled up slightly.

This little girl's temperament isn't entirely hopeless.

The cultivation cheat and mobile battery that Tang San handed over seems to be very useful so far.

Yun Yi said no more and sat down cross-legged on the edge of the bed.

The two men faced each other with their palms facing each other.

Their breathing gradually synchronized.

A brilliant, dazzling golden light burst forth from their intertwined palms.

The power of the East created a perfect circular bridge between the two young bodies.

The intense light purified all the dust in the room, filling the entire dormitory with sacred and tranquil energy fluctuations.

A massive amount of primordial energy from heaven and earth was drawn in by the ultimate light, rushing wildly through the dormitory window and transforming into specks of golden light that merged into the two people's bodies.

Wang Dong felt every pore on her body opening up, and the feeling of being nourished in both her soul and body made her secretly marvel.

The first night at Shrek Academy passed quietly as the two focused and efficient in their dual cultivation.