Douluo Continent: Getting Stronger After Heartbreak

Chapter 15 Martial Soul Fusion Technique

"Come on!—"

The boys and girls looked up at the sky and let out their childish roars.

At this moment, a purple sword and a green pagoda appeared behind the two of them, slowly merging together through their tightly clasped hands.

A sudden inspiration struck them both, and they simultaneously stretched out their palms forward: "Soul Fusion Skill, Sword Tower Protection!"

"Clang clang clang..."

"Click click click..."

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

"boom!--"

At that moment, the collapsing snow mountain also engulfed them, and the Sword Tower was instantly covered by a vast expanse of white snow.

"what!"

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School outside exclaimed in surprise.

Only Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo remained unmoved; they showed no signs of tension whatsoever.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable, truly unbelievable..." Bone Douluo murmured to himself.

"Yes, I really didn't expect that..."

Ning Fengzhi placed his hands on his cane, his eyes filled with amazement: "I never imagined that Rongrong and Qin Jian could use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. It seems that this has never happened before in the history of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"What's even more amazing is that one of them has a powerful offensive martial soul, and the other has a supportive martial soul. Theoretically, it's impossible for them to fuse together," Bone Douluo added.

They chatted back and forth, one sentence at a time, while Sword Douluo remained silent, simply stroking his chin in deep thought: "Could this also be a result of deepening feelings? Sword'er's abilities are truly becoming more and more amazing..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The collapse of the snow mountain lasted for a long time, and the eyes of the outside world watched it intently for a long time as well.

Until the snowfall stopped, the earth turned into a vast white ocean…

"where are they?"

"Did they succeed? Did they succeed?"

"Look there! There's a purple light!"

"..."

The crowd gestured and discussed amongst themselves.

Soon everyone's attention was drawn to a purple light in the center of the snowfield, and the light and shadow in front of them also moved closer to that direction.

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

"boom!"

Just then, a burst of light erupted from the purple sword tower, evaporating all the surrounding snowflakes.

Only then did everyone realize that what was buried under the snow was a seven-story purple sword tower.

At the very center of the tower, the boy and girl embraced tightly!

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

"We made it! We finally made it, hahaha..."

"Was that a Spirit Fusion Technique just now? They actually activated a Spirit Fusion Technique!"

"..."

The outside world was in an uproar.

Ning Fengzhi and the others smiled with relief.

This unprecedented success in over a thousand years not only created the incredibly compatible partnership between Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong, but also unintentionally strengthened the sect's cohesion.

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

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "Alright, hurry up and release these two little guys."

Upon hearing this, the sect elders immediately began to take action.

"Buzz!"

Soon, a vortex-like exit appeared.

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

The two stopped at the door, whether intimidated by the huge crowds outside or suddenly feeling reluctant to leave the life inside.

They finally made it through a year of wind, frost, rain, and snow!

"Rongrong... Qin Jian..."

Ning Fengzhi stood in the center, his face beaming with warmth: "Welcome home!"

Welcome home!

Suddenly, everyone spoke in unison.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were slightly taken aback.

Then Qin Jian released Ning Rongrong's small hand...

Sure enough, the next moment she rushed over, crying, "Daddy—"

Ning Fengzhi quickly hugged her tightly, repeatedly saying, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

Unlike Ning Rongrong, Qin Jian was not casual. He first clasped his hands in greeting to everyone around him before walking towards Sword Douluo: "Teacher, I'm back."

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."

Sword Douluo, as if possessed by Ning Fengzhi, also said the same thing repeatedly…

For a very long time.

The crowd slowly dispersed, but the records set by Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong would be firmly remembered by everyone, and even the sect's records would be documented.

That year, ten-year-old Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong awakened their martial soul fusion skill, Sword Tower Protection, and successfully passed the final test, a feat unseen for a thousand years, leaving a significant mark on the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School…

Finally, they returned to Sword Douluo's residence, the two-story building that Qin Jian was most familiar with.

The fatigue that had been building up over the past year finally began to surface. Without even saying hello to Sword Douluo, he walked into the room and collapsed onto the soft bed…

Before long, heavy breathing could be heard.

Sword Douluo stood quietly by the bed, watching the boy grow another year older, his eyes filled with undisguised joy.

Even though he had great confidence in Qin Jian, and even though he had long considered the possibility of Qin Jian succeeding, he was still somewhat dazed at that moment, knowing all too well the difficulty of that final hurdle…

"I never imagined that the disciple I took in on a whim back then would eventually possess such talent and resilience..."

He naturally attributed all the credit for the two of them getting through the final hurdle to Qin Jian.

After all, Ning Rongrong's pampered personality didn't seem like the type to lead Qin Jian out of trouble.

"Qin Jian, Qin Jian..."

Suddenly, a petite figure rushed in.

Sword Douluo turned around and exclaimed in surprise, "Rongrong?"

"Huh? Grandpa Sword..."

When Ning Rongrong suddenly saw Sword Douluo, she didn't rush over as she used to; instead, she seemed a little unfamiliar with him.

"What? Did my little Rongrong come all the way here to see Grandpa Jian?"

Sword Douluo glanced at the sleeping Qin Jian and smiled.

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

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

"sleep?"

Sword Douluo asked curiously, "You don't seem to live with Grandpa Sword, do you?"

Ning Rongrong's face flushed slightly: "I...I can only fall asleep if I sleep with Qin Jian..."

Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow: "I see... So you'll be living here with Grandpa Sword from now on?"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong's head was almost touching her chest, Sword Douluo stopped teasing her and said, "You guys go to sleep, Grandpa Sword is going out."

As soon as Sword Douluo left, Ning Rongrong hurriedly closed the door, kicked off her shoes, climbed into bed, and lay down next to Qin Jian.

"call…"

She breathed a sigh of relief, then turned her small body to the side and pressed herself close to Qin Jian.

Qin Jian seemed to sense something in his sleep. He didn't open his eyes, but simply reached out his right hand and skillfully pulled Ning Rongrong's small body into his arms.

And so, the two of them, one leaning against the other, the other embracing, the two of them, one big and one small, slept together harmoniously.

Heavy breathing gradually filled the room...

(End of this chapter)