Douluo Continent: The Peerless Sun and Moon Traverse the Heavens

Three days later, it was the same carriage again.

Xu Cheng sat up straight and sighed sincerely:

"I didn't expect His Highness the Crown Prince to care so much about my affairs, arranging for that official to meet with me so quickly."

Ju Zi nodded slightly, her attitude polite yet with an air of self-importance: "His Highness values ​​Teacher Xu Cheng highly. With your talent, Teacher, you will surely be given an important position by His Highness."

Despite the Crown Prince's endorsement, Xu Cheng has suspended Ye Guyi's treatment of him for the past few days to avoid revealing any flaws in his plan.

Ye Xishui is a Limit Douluo, one of the strongest people on the continent. If she really wants to do something outrageous, no one can stop her.

The carriage traveled westward in the quiet of the carriage, the clatter of hooves gradually becoming deeper and more resonant, indicating that it had left the area of ​​Mingdu City.

About an hour later, the carriage finally stopped, and a loud shout came from outside the carriage:

"Halt! Please show your identification."

Xu Cheng and Ju Zi got off the carriage and looked around. They were in the western suburbs of Mingdu.

The entire mountain was surrounded by iron fences, and the officer who stopped them was from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Corps.

Ju Zi stepped forward and handed over the pass. After verifying that it was correct, she bowed to Xu Cheng and said, "Teacher, the pass only allows you to enter, so I will take my leave now."

Xu Cheng nodded and followed an officer toward the mountainside. After walking about two hundred meters, they saw a cave entrance, large enough for two people to pass side by side.

The officer stopped at the entrance of the cave and gestured to Xu Cheng, who then walked straight in through the passage.

The passage was extremely deep, with a lighting device every ten steps providing illumination. The dim light couldn't reach very far, only indicating the direction for those coming. The air inside the passage was damp and cold, with no musty smell, but occasionally a faint smell of blood lingered.

After walking for about three minutes, Xu Cheng finally saw the exit, which seemed brighter, but the smell of blood was even stronger there.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and was utterly shocked by the scene before him:

It was a crimson tower about thirty meters high, seemingly built up by hollowing out the entire mountainside.

The giant tower has nine levels, gradually narrowing from bottom to top. At the top of the tower is a hideous demon mask with exposed fangs and an open maw that seems capable of devouring all living beings.

Sensing that evil and powerful aura of destruction, Xu Cheng was stunned and stood frozen in place.

This should be Ye Xishui's natal soul tool from the original work—the Death God Tower, the closest thing to a level ten soul tool. It can control the power of countless dead souls to unleash terrifying attacks, and its first appearance severely damaged the Western Army Group of the Star Luo Empire.

Xu Cheng's gaze slowly shifted from the top of the tower downwards, and he saw a person in black robes with their back to him. Knowing that this must be the Death God Douluo Ye Xishui, he quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed.

"This junior greets Death God Douluo."

The man in black robes turned around, his face shrouded in shadow, obscuring his features. A few strands of black hair drifted naturally from his hood, while his outstretched hand was smooth as jade, with distinct knuckles, and long, blood-red fingernails that added to his eerie aura.

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice husky yet magnetic:

"You're the one who wants me to heal their soul?"

"My spiritual sea has been corrupted by evil influences, making it impossible for me to meditate for long periods. I hope you can help me."

Xu Cheng did not slack off either, releasing his Sun Martial Soul. The orange-red sunlight dimmed, like a setting sun about to sink towards the horizon.

"Oh?"

Ye Xishui seemed to take a liking to it, and gracefully stood up, landing directly in front of Xu Cheng.

He extended his slender index finger and touched Xu Cheng's brow.

A chilling intent locked onto Xu Cheng's entire body, rendering him unable to move in the slightest.

A powerful surge of spiritual energy flooded into Xu Cheng's spiritual sea. Xu Cheng felt a sharp pain between his brows and his vision went black. When he came to his senses, a dark green carving knife appeared in Ye Xishui's palm.

"Soul-Devouring Carving Knife?"

Ye Xishui toyed with the carving knife, examining it closely.

"That's interesting."

"It seems that you integrated this carving knife into your spiritual sea to replenish your life force during a life-or-death crisis, but the evil energy on the carving knife was not completely cleansed, which is why it also polluted your spiritual sea. Am I right?"

"Your insight is profound."

Ye Xishui instantly understood the whole story, and Xu Cheng didn't dare to have any ulterior motives, so he immediately admitted it.

"Fine."

Ye Xishui flicked her fingers slightly, and the carving knife found its clear direction, re-entering Xu Cheng's brow.

Ye Xishui waved her hand, as if she had lost interest: "Helping you recover is not a difficult task, it will just hurt a little, just bear with it."

With the troubles in his spiritual sea finally resolved, Xu Cheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, a glimmer of anticipation flashing in his eyes before he quickly closed them again.

Ye Xishui pressed her five fingers together and placed her palm on Xu Cheng's forehead. A surge of icy soul power instantly flowed into Xu Cheng's body and rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

The soul power surging into Xu Cheng's body seemed to be attracted by something, frantically gathering and merging, which was the direction of his second martial soul, the moon.

Xu Cheng sensed something was wrong and hurriedly tried to distract himself to control it, but that soul power was beyond his control.

A dim moon appeared behind his head, echoing the sun in his chest.

The merging soul power returned along Ye Xishui's palm, unleashing an astonishing aura.

It was not the cold, dark power of the soul, but a vast and boundless expanse filled with light, and a loud phoenix cry seemed to echo in the void.

Ye Xishui's hood was lifted by this force, revealing a stunningly beautiful oval face.

She stared intently at Xu Cheng, her eyes filled with an indescribable mix of emotions: shock, joy, confusion, and even a hint of murderous intent.

Xu Cheng opened his eyes and saw this scene. His mind went blank, and his thoughts went sluggish.

This...this is Ye Xishui's Radiant Phoenix Martial Soul, her greatest trump card, known to no one else.

Even after countless deductions, Ren Xucheng could never have foreseen the emergence of a twin martial soul fusion technique.

The sun and the phoenix of light, the moon and the blood soul puppet—isn't this much more reasonable than the fusion of Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er's martial souls?

Reasonable, perfectly reasonable... my ass!

Although Xu Cheng knew in the original story that Ye Xishui was a twin martial soul master, letting Ye Xishui know that he knew was another matter entirely.

Will I be killed to silence me?

Xu Cheng's gaze was fixed on Ye Xishui's eyes, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

Ye Xishui's beautiful eyes gradually narrowed, her already long and narrow phoenix eyes becoming increasingly dangerous. Her words carried a hint of playfulness, yet were laced with icy chill:

"Little brat, now that you know the secret of my twin martial souls, tell me... what should I do with you?"

Xu Cheng's mind raced. He had thought that with the Crown Prince's backing, the operation was going to be very safe, but he inadvertently saw Ye Xishui's biggest trump card.

Oh well, what's meant to be will be.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to take a gamble.

Xu Cheng's knees buckled, and he knelt down immediately:

"Junior Xu Cheng wishes to become the disciple of His Majesty the Grim Reaper."