Chapter 4: Four Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Skills!
"It actually worked…"
Bai Lu was momentarily stunned.
His original intention had only been to use the power of the White Tiger to strengthen the Hell Spirit Cat, ideally allowing the two forces to merge and evolve directly into the Hell White Tiger martial soul.
Unexpectedly, by sheer coincidence, he had opened up a second martial soul, White Tiger, for her.
Unintentionally, he had accomplished something similar to what the Ice Empress once did—providing the host with a second martial soul, a hundred-thousand-year soul bone, and a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
The only regret was that constructing a second martial soul from nothing had consumed too much power, leaving very little of the origin power sealed inside Zhu Zhuqing.
Still, it was worth it.
He vaguely remembered that 20,000 years later in the original story, a character appeared who possessed both the White Tiger and Hell Spirit Cat martial souls.
Because of the unique nature of twin martial souls, that person could independently use the martial soul fusion skill Hell White Tiger.
And now, with his help, Zhu Zhuqing has become the same kind of exception ahead of time.
"Perhaps it's because the two martial souls are extremely compatible."
Bai Lu guessed.
Twin martial souls are even better! This makes my god-creation plan far more likely to succeed!
If she had only a single martial soul, the path for Zhu Zhuqing to become a god would be almost fixed, inheriting a divine position.
But now that she had the White Tiger martial soul, he was confident to explore other, more suitable paths in the future.
"Finally… it's over…"
Compared to Bai Lu's excitement, Zhu Zhuqing, after enduring an entire night of torment, could no longer hold on.
Her head tilted, and she fell asleep instantly.
However, the moment she closed her eyes, a powerful will suddenly took control of her body.
"Shua!"
The girl's eyes snapped open.
But her gaze was no longer cold and quiet; it carried a domineering sharpness.
With the help of the Head Soul Bone, the hundred-thousand-year soul ring, and the second martial soul, Bai Lu's control over Zhu Zhuqing's body was greater than expected.
Even if the "owner" were awake, he could attempt to forcefully take control.
Now that she was asleep, this "substitute player" could log in freely and use this nearly perfect body at will.
"So this is what it feels like to be a soul master?"
Bai Lu controlled the girl's body and stood up.
He clenched his fists experimentally. Though the body's strength was far inferior to his original White Tiger form, it was far stronger than his previous life as an ordinary human.
It was just...
"There are two extra lumps; now it feels a bit strange."
Bai Lu frowned and subconsciously checked.
For a moment, he found it oddly hard to stop.
"Tsk… I haven't even learned mahjong, and I've already learned this?"
His expression turned strange.
Man, woman, nonhuman—he had been all of them.
"Alright… let me see this body's limits!"
His expression sharpened as he activated his martial soul power.
"White Tiger, possess!"
White fur with dark markings grew across the girl's pale skin. Her black hair turned white again, and the "王" (King) mark appeared on her forehead.
Cute tiger ears grew atop her head, and a tiger tail appeared behind her. Her eyes became red-gold tiger pupils, and her hands transformed into powerful tiger paws.
"Hah!"
Bai Lu let out a low growl and began moving rapidly.
Running, dodging, spinning, jumping, punching, kicking—even doing splits...
Every movement was smooth and powerful, pleasing to the eye.
Perhaps because of his experience as a human in his previous life, he quickly adapted to the body and could even display greater power than Zhu Zhuqing herself.
It was as if Bai Lu were the true owner of this body.
"Let's test the martial soul's power."
With a thought, the blood-red hundred-thousand-year soul ring beneath his feet lit up.
"White Tiger Clone!"
A flash of white light appeared, and an identical White Tiger girl stood ahead.
"Unbelievably realistic."
Bai Lu stepped forward to examine it carefully.
Appearance, expression, details, power, even aura and touch—all were identical.
He was certain that even Zhu Zhuyun, who loved Zhu Zhuqing dearly, couldn't distinguish the real one.
"Hell Spirit Cat!"
With another thought, the White Tiger girl's fur turned black, her tiger claws became cat claws, and she transformed into Zhu Zhuqing under Hell Spirit Cat possession.
"Transform White Tiger!"
The spirit-cat girl leapt forward. White light flashed, and her aura surged.
When she landed, she had become a ferocious White Tiger.
"Transform again!"
The White Tiger body glowed and gradually stood upright.
When the light faded, a white-haired young man in white clothes with dark patterns appeared—handsome yet dignified.
With Bai Lu's will, the white hair turned black, shifting into Hell Spirit Cat form.
Another flash of light returned her to the original White Tiger girl form.
"Excellent. Perfect!"
Bai Lu smiled in satisfaction.
The White Tiger Clone could only create one duplicate, but the clone perfectly replicated all of the main body's abilities and could use every soul skill obtained now and in the future.
It could fight independently or be directly controlled.
The clone had three forms:
- Female form (Zhu Zhuqing)
- Male form (Bai Lu's human form)
- White Tiger form (strongest physically)
These forms could switch freely.
As for the other soul skill granted by his soul ring...
"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
The girl's muscles slightly expanded. Her slender body became fuller and more powerful, her figure taller and stronger—like a fitness-trained warrior.
Strong, yet not bulky, a healthy beauty.
Unlike Dai Mubai's third soul skill, Bai Lu's White Tiger Vajra Transformation was far stronger.
Instead of doubling only attack, defense, and strength, it doubled all attributes, granted status immunity, and extended the duration from 30 minutes to 1 hour.
In simple terms:
"As long as White Tiger Vajra Transformation is active, my strength doubles, and I'm immune to poison, paralysis, burning, freezing, confusion…"
Bai Lu was very satisfied with this optimized soul skill.
His Head Soul Bone was also extremely powerful.
It could devour the souls of slain enemies and store them within a Slaughter Space.
When the domain skill White Tiger Slaughter Formation was activated, those souls would manifest again and attack enemies under the master's control.
As long as the master lived, the souls would not perish; even if destroyed, they could re-form.
Within the formation, the slaughter aura continuously eroded the enemy's soul power, consciousness, and combat ability.
This was a growth-type soul skill—the more killing and soul devouring, the stronger it became.
Similar to the legendary "tiger wraith" concept.
Of course, if the owner of the soul bone were a saint who refused to kill, the skill might be weaker than a ten-year soul skill.
Fortunately...
The little kitty is kind, but not that kind.
Bai Lu wasn't worried.
The ability to grow stronger through killing was something a girl desperate to change her fate would not refuse.
The second soul skill was also a strengthening ability called:
"White Tiger Killing God Transformation!"
Crimson mist appeared around him, filling the body with cold, frenzied killing intent.
For one hour, all abilities doubled again, battle awareness increased, pain greatly reduced, killing intent locked precisely onto enemies, and illusions became ineffective.
More importantly...
This stacks perfectly with White Tiger Vajra Transformation!
Activating both meant all attributes increased twofold again.
"Hah!"
Bai Lu clenched his fist and punched a tree, requiring three people to encircle.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
The tree shook violently, splitting at the impact point before collapsing.
"Strength… acceptable. Hell Spirit Cat, possess!"
With a thought, he switched martial souls.
The switch did not interrupt the soul skill effects.
"This is… kind of broken."
Bai Lu grinned.
Enhance with White Tiger martial soul, then switch to Hell Spirit Cat martial soul for attacks with perfect synergy.
He tested the skills Hell Rush Stab and Hell Hundred Claws—both flowed even more smoothly than when Zhu Zhuqing used them herself.
"To be safe, it's time to go."
Bai Lu didn't linger.
After quickly cleaning the battlefield, he found a nearby river, washed and changed clothes, concealed his aura, and sped toward the outer forest.
End of Chapter