Dai Huabin continued, "Now, we can try to give it a shot."
"How do we try?" Huo Yuhao was taken aback.
Dai Huabin replied, "Hug me."
In the next moment, a scene unfolded that was an absolute eyesore for Wang Dong'er.
Dai Huabin stepped forward and embraced Huo Yuhao. Huo Yuhao's heart trembled, and he reflexively wrapped his arms around Dai Huabin's waist. In his eyes, was it not perfectly normal for brothers to embrace?
However, when he actually held Dai Huabin, the feeling changed. He suddenly realized that this was their first time in such intimate contact. His mind flashed back to the scene half a month ago when his brother stopped hitting him, proactively told him to call him "Brother Bin," and stopped calling him "untouchable," opting for "Yuhao" instead.
"Brother"—what an unfamiliar word. The warmth he once thought he was destined never to receive was now being given to him by Dai Huabin, his half-brother.
Originally, he thought that as a Power Attack System Soul Master, Dai Huabin's body would be exceptionally hard and his muscles firm. But as he truly held him, he discovered that beyond the firmness, there was mostly warmth. This warmth did not stem merely from kinship or friendship; it seemed to originate from a much deeper connection.
"Yuhao, how does it feel?" Dai Huabin held Huo Yuhao tightly, as if trying to merge the other's body into his own. He felt the same sensation, and having only a single Martial Soul, the feeling was far more intense for him than for Huo Yuhao.
He knew all too well what this powerful sensation was: it was the primal desire a man felt for his beloved. But the problem was, Yuhao was a man! Had he been turned gay? Dai Huabin was startled by the thought.
"It's good. Very warm, very comfortable," Huo Yuhao answered subconsciously.
Dai Huabin held Huo Yuhao's shoulders while Huo Yuhao held Dai Huabin's waist. Their heads leaned against each other, locked in an extremely ambiguous embrace.
Snapping out of his absurd thoughts, Dai Huabin snapped irritably, "You idiot, did I ask you to feel the warmth? Hurry up and sense the aura of my Martial Soul."
Huo Yuhao finally reacted and held him even tighter.
Watching this agonizingly awkward scene from the side, Wang Dong'er felt her stomach churn. Unable to help herself, she covered her mouth, ran to a nearby tree, and began to vomit violently.
In that very instant, a strange change occurred in the bodies of Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin.
Feeling the tightness around his waist as Huo Yuhao squeezed him, Dai Huabin thought of his earlier absurd idea and reflexively wanted to push him away, but he ultimately endured it. He bore the physical discomfort while enjoying the emotional solace, caught between pain and pleasure.
Huo Yuhao condensed his soul power. While basking in Dai Huabin's warmth and holding him tight, he gradually began to sense the fluctuations of Dai Huabin's aura. These fluctuations grew increasingly intense.
At the same time, Dai Huabin was sensing Huo Yuhao's aura as well. It was a rich spiritual essence, warm and gentle, stimulating the slow circulation of his internal soul power and bringing him indescribable comfort. To his surprise, within those spiritual fluctuations, a cold aura gradually emerged. Huo Yuhao's aura shifted again and again, but with every change, their sense of intimacy deepened.
When Dai Huabin sensed the final shift in Huo Yuhao's internal aura, the way he looked at Huo Yuhao changed completely. Huo Yuhao felt the same; the look in his eyes was no longer just about kinship, but something deeper—something labeled as "taboo."
"This... this is..."
Noticing the changes in their bodies, Wang Dong'er turned to look and instantly widened her beautiful eyes. In her shocked gaze, Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin raised their heads and stared deeply at each other's broad, masculine lips. Then, they slowly leaned in.
Smack!
A shameful sound rang out that nearly made Wang Dong'er's brain stall. Huo Yuhao's Spirit Eyes and Dai Huabin's White Tiger Martial Souls released automatically. Huo Yuhao's two white spirit rings and Dai Huabin's two yellow and one purple spirit rings soared into the air. They merged, transforming into a beam of platinum-gold light that descended from the heavens.
The pillar of light fell upon the two of them.
Roar!
Accompanied by a tiger's roar, a transparent tiger with a vertical eye on its forehead, golden pupils, eight meters long and two meters high, adorned with gold patterns, appeared before Wang Dong'er. The Golden-Patterned White Tiger roared at the sky. As the giant tiger's head tilted, the vertical eye on its brow suddenly shot out a golden beam of light in the opposite direction of Wang Dong'er.
Everywhere it passed, vegetation, earth, and stone disintegrated and melted. In its wake, a rectangular trench half a meter deep, two meters wide, and dozens of meters long was carved out. At a glance, it looked like a man-made underground portal or tunnel.
"It actually succeeded." Wang Dong'er stared with wide eyes, looking at the two in disbelief.
At that moment, the long-absent voice of the Tian Meng rang out in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea. "For real? Such good luck?"
This sudden voice gave Huo Yuhao a fright and jolted him out of that wondrous sensation. When he opened his eyes, he found himself mouth-to-mouth with Dai Huabin.
At the same time, Dai Huabin woke up as well.
The pupils of both boys shrank as they realized their situation. Immediately after, an extreme sense of physical revulsion welled up in Dai Huabin's heart. However, they were still in the state of Martial Soul Fusion and could not separate instantly.
In that brief m
oment, Dai Huabin could no longer hold it back; he violently threw up the breakfast he had just eaten, pouring it into Huo Yuhao's mouth.
Feeling the foul taste, Huo Yuhao realized what was happening. Overcome by the same nausea, he vomited his own breakfast—along with the vomit from Dai Huabin—back into the other's mouth. The scene was reminiscent of the "Family Guy" gag between Peter and Quagmire.
Wang Dong'er watched the two of them vomiting into each other's mouths in stunned silence, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust.
After a few moments of this, their soul power was exhausted, and the Martial Soul Fusion Skill finally deactivated. But by then, their mouths were already filled with each other's vomit. Just before their lips parted, they couldn't help themselves and—with a loud gulp—swallowed the mess back down.
"Eww—" Wang Dong'er covered her nose in sheer loathing. It was a good thing she had already emptied her stomach. Otherwise, she would have had to puke all over again.
"The two of you just completed the fusion skill; you can't control it freely yet. You'd better practice more in the future," Wang Dong'er shouted to them from a distance.
Huo Yuhao and Dai Huabin remained silent. They merely glanced at one another. During the moment of fusion, their souls had also intertwined. That one-hundred-percent soul blending not only increased their soul power circulation speed but also made their feelings for each other far more complicated.
Especially for Dai Huabin, the feeling of having been "turned" grew even stronger. Although it was still disgusting, after the vomiting was over, it didn't seem quite so unbearable anymore.