Chapter 15: Martial Soul Fusion Skill

"Come on! —"

The young boy and girl let out their youthful roars toward the sky.

At this moment, behind the two, a Purple Sword and a jade-green pagoda appeared, slowly merging together through their tightly clasped hands.

Inspired by a flash of insight, the two simultaneously pushed their palms forward: "Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Sword Tower Bodyguard!"

"Zheng zheng zheng..."

"Ka ka ka..."

Endless purple Sword Qi surged from within Qin Jian's body, swirling rapidly around the two of them, and finally slowly transformed into the shape of a purple sword tower.

"Boom! —"

The collapsing snow mountain also engulfed them at this moment, and the sword tower was instantly covered by the vast, white snow.

"Ah!"

Outside, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect exclaimed one after another.

Only Ning Fengzhi, Jian Douluo, and Gu Douluo remained unmoved; they did not look the least bit nervous at this time.

"Unexpected, truly unexpected, I never would have thought..." Gu Douluo muttered in a low voice.

"Indeed, it is truly unexpected..."

Ning Fengzhi rested his hands on his cane, his eyes full of wonder: "I never imagined that Rongrong and Qin Jian could actually use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill; it seems this has never appeared in the history of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"What's even more miraculous is that one of them has a Power Attack System martial soul and the other a Support System martial soul; theoretically, it is completely impossible for them to fuse," Gu Douluo added.

The two of them spoke one after another, but only Jian Douluo said nothing, merely rubbing his chin in deep thought: "Could this also be the result of their deepening feelings? Jian'er's abilities are truly becoming more and more miraculous..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The collapse of the snow mountain lasted for a long time, and the eyes of the crowd outside remained fixed without a single blink for just as long.

Until the flow of snow stopped and the earth turned into a vast, snow-white ocean...

"Where are they?"

"Did they succeed? Did they succeed?"

"Look over there! There is a purple light!"

"......"

The crowd pointed and gestured, discussing among themselves.

Soon, everyone's attention was drawn to a purple radiance in the center of the snowfield, and the light and shadow before them also moved closer to that side quite considerately.

Until a purple tower spire appeared in everyone's sight...

"Boom!"

Just then, light burst forth from the purple sword tower, steaming away all the surrounding Xue Hua.

Only then did the crowd discover that what had been buried under the snow was a seven-story purple sword tower.

And in the center at the base of the tower, the young boy and girl were tightly embracing!

"They're alright! They're alright!"

"They made it through! They finally made it through, hahaha..."

"Was that a Martial Soul Fusion Skill just now? They actually triggered a Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

"......"

The outside world was completely boiling over.

And Ning Fengzhi and the others also smiled with relief.

This success in passing the trial, unseen for a thousand years, not only birthed a pair of incredibly compatible partners in Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong but also unintentionally strengthened the cohesion of the sect.

"This little girl Rongrong has finally lived up to my expectations."

Ning Fengzhi said with a smile: "Alright, hurry and let these two little ones out."

Upon hearing this, the sect Elder immediately began to act.

"Hum!"

Soon, an exit resembling a water vortex appeared.

Everyone waited quietly on both sides until the boy and girl, holding hands, slowly appeared in everyone's line of sight...

The two stopped at the entrance, unsure if they were frightened by the sea of people outside or if they were suddenly feeling some reluctance toward the life inside.

Through a year of wind, frost, rain, and snow, they had finally made it through!

"Rongrong... Qin Jian..."

Ning Fengzhi stood in the very center, his face full of warmth: "Welcome home!"

"Welcome home!"

Suddenly, everyone said in unison.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were slightly stunned.

Then Qin Jian let go of Ning Rongrong's small hand...

Sure enough, the next moment she lunged forward: "Daddy—"

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly hugged her tight, saying repeatedly: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Qin Jian was not as spontaneous as Ning Rongrong; he first cupped his hands to everyone around him in greeting, and only then walked toward Jian Douluo: "Teacher, I am back."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Jian Douluo seemed to have been possessed by Ning Fengzhi, also saying the same thing repeatedly...

A long, long time passed.

The crowd here only slowly dispersed, but the record set by Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong would be firmly remembered by everyone, and even recorded in the sect chronicles.

This year, ten-year-old Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong awakened the Martial Soul Fusion Skill Sword Tower Bodyguard, successfully passed the final trial unseen for a thousand years, and left a brilliant mark in the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

Finally returning to the residence of Jian Douluo, that two-story small building most familiar to Qin Jian.

The exhaustion accumulated over the past year finally surged up slowly; he didn't even greet Jian Douluo, but walked into the room on his own and threw himself onto the soft, large bed...

Before long, heavy breathing sounds came from it.

Jian Douluo stood quietly by the bedside, looking at the youth who had grown another year older, his eyes filled with an indelible look of gratification.

Even though he had great confidence in Qin Jian, and even though he had long thought about the possibility of Qin Jian breaking through, he, who deeply knew the difficulty of that final hurdle, was still somewhat dazed at that moment...

"I truly didn't expect that the disciple I took in on a whim back then would end up having such talent and tenacity..."

Naturally, he attributed the credit for the two of them passing the final hurdle entirely to Qin Jian.

After all, given Ning Rongrong's pampered personality, no matter how one looked at it, she didn't seem like the type who could lead Qin Jian out.

"Qin Jian, Qin Jian..."

Suddenly, a petite figure burst in.

Jian Douluo turned his head to look and said in surprise, "Rongrong?"

"Ah? Jian Yeye..."

Ning Rongrong suddenly saw Jian Douluo and did not pounce over as she had in the past; instead, she looked a bit unfamiliar.

"What is it? Did my little Rongrong run over specifically to see Jian Yeye?"

Jian Douluo glanced at the sleeping Qin Jian and said with a smile on his lips.

"Ah... I... I..."

Ning Rongrong put her hands behind her back, pivoted on her toes, and said with her head lowered, "I came to sleep..."

"To sleep?"

Jian Douluo asked curiously, "You don't seem to live at Jian Yeye's place, do you?"

Ning Rongrong's small face turned a little red: "I... I can only fall asleep if I sleep with Qin Jian..."

Jian Douluo raised an eyebrow: "So that's how it is... Then won't you be living at Jian Yeye's place permanently from now on?"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong's head was almost lowered to her chest, Jian Douluo stopped teasing her: "You two sleep, Jian Yeye is going out."

As soon as Jian Douluo went out the door, Ning Rongrong hurriedly closed the room door, then kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and lay down beside Qin Jian.

"Hoo..."

She let out a comfortable sigh, then turned her small body to the side and pressed tightly against Qin Jian.

Qin Jian, in his sleep, seemed to sense something; he didn't open his eyes, but simply stretched out his right hand and very skillfully pulled Ning Rongrong's small body into his embrace.

Just like that, the two of them, one leaning on the other and one holding the other, one big and one small, slept together very harmoniously.

Heavy breathing sounds gradually began to alternate in the room...

(End of this chapter)