Chapter 27: The All-Encompassing Mimicry Martial Soul (Bonus)

Xiao Wu was extremely obedient, her fair face tinged with a slight blush, eyes filled with anticipation as she gently poked at Ye Qiu's little tadpole with her fingertip.

The next moment!

The tiny tadpole in Ye Qiu's hand, at the center of the yellow soul ring, suddenly dissolved and spread towards Xiao Wu's fingertip. A warm and comfortable sensation surged through her, making her long eyelashes flutter slightly.

In the blink of an eye, the black substance tightly wrapped around and adhered to her entire arm.

Ye Qiu softly reminded her:

"Don't resist!"

"Mm!"

Xiao Wu nodded slightly. She had no intention of resisting at all. Right now, she felt as if she were basking in the warm sunlight, her entire body cozy and relaxed.

As the black substance continued to spread, their consciousnesses connected once more. Ye Qiu glanced at Xiao Wu's recent memories, and his lips twitched slightly.

No wonder she tasted so sweet when he kissed her—it turned out she had been sneaking his food!

Xiao Wu's body trembled slightly. She looked at Ye Qiu with a trace of embarrassment and fear on her face.

At this moment, her entire arm was already covered in black, followed by her shoulders, neck, and eventually, her entire body.

Unconsciously, Xiao Wu had already undergone Martial Soul Possession. Two soft, pink rabbit ears stood erect, swaying slightly in the wind, while a small, fluffy white tail tinged with pink appeared at the small of her back.

Buzz!

As the black substance fully enclosed her, Ye Qiu's yellow soul ring lit up, and at the same time, Xiao Wu's yellow soul ring also began to glow, seemingly resonating with his.

In just a few breaths, the black substance slowly withdrew into Ye Qiu's palm. The cool night breeze brushed against Xiao Wu's delicate face once more.

Xiao Wu shivered involuntarily, feeling as if she had just been exposed. The features of her Martial Soul Possession gradually faded away.

As the black substance fully reformed in Ye Qiu's palm, taking the shape of a tadpole once more, something unexpected happened. Ye Qiu's face brightened with joy.

"Huh? Ye Qiu, why did your little tadpole change shape? Is it broken?"

Xiao Wu bent forward, staring curiously at the tiny tadpole in Ye Qiu's hand.

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes at her.

"This is my Martial Soul. How could it be broken, you silly rabbit?"

"Ah—Rabbit!"

Hearing Ye Qiu's words, Xiao Wu didn't react at first. But then, she gasped in surprise as she looked at his palm.

The black-and-white tadpole in Ye Qiu's hand had unknowingly transformed into a tiny rabbit—white ears, black body.

"So cute! Ye Qiu, your Martial Soul turned into a bunny!"

Xiao Wu exclaimed in amazement, bending down to poke the little rabbit's white ears.

"Yes, it turned into a rabbit."

Ye Qiu chuckled. Before long, the little white rabbit transformed back into a tadpole. However, at the center of his yellow soul ring, the imprint of a rabbit remained.

This was Ye Qiu's first soul skill.

An advanced version of his venom replication ability, further refined to suit the constitution of soul masters in the Douluo Continent!

First Soul Skill: All-Encompassing Mimicry!

The Douluo Continent was a world of Martial Souls. To use soul skills, one needed to rely on their Martial Soul. Countless Martial Souls existed across the continent.

Relying solely on venom, Ye Qiu found it difficult to find soul skills that perfectly suited him for replication.

But with this new ability, everything changed.

It allowed him to mimic any person's Martial Soul.

He could then replicate the soul skills stored in their soul rings, imprinting them onto his own rings. This drastically reduced the limitations of his skill replication.

Of course, Ye Qiu's first soul skill had its restrictions.

He couldn't mimic Martial Souls without limit.

For each additional soul ring he gained, he could mimic one more Martial Soul.

Moreover, since Martial Souls were deeply connected to a soul master's very being, Ye Qiu could only replicate a Martial Soul if the owner willingly allowed it. Once the replication was complete and his venom left an imprint, it could not be changed.

Thus, he had to choose carefully.

Additionally, if Ye Qiu were to establish a connection with a Titled Douluo at this moment—

He could only use that person's first soul skill.

In other words, even if he obtained someone's Martial Soul and replicated their soul skills, he could not use any soul skills beyond the number of soul rings he currently possessed.

Even with this limitation, Ye Qiu was overjoyed.

Didn't this mean—

He could become a hexagonal warrior?!

Control-type, agility-type, even support-type—he could master them all.

But what excited Ye Qiu the most—

Was the potential upper limit of his power!

If he could become a god, and the individuals he replicated could also become gods, then—

Would he be able to replicate divine power?

At that stage—

Gods didn't fight using Martial Souls!

If he succeeded, it would be an absolutely heaven-defying ability!

Of course, this all depended on whether his targets had the potential to become gods.

So—

Ye Qiu had to be extremely selective when choosing whom to replicate.

Looking across the entire Douluo Continent—

Now that he was here, the ones guaranteed to become gods were Bibi Dong and her daughter. Bibi Dong was already undergoing her god trials, and Qian Renxue was currently the only one qualified to inherit the Angel God's trials due to her divine bloodline!

As for others… that remained to be discovered. Talent was important, but survival was even more crucial!

Nearby—

While Ye Qiu was lost in thought, Xiao Wu was still a little dazed. Hugging her small frame with both arms, her delicate face was flushed red.

She tugged on Ye Qiu's sleeve, looking at him uncertainly.

"Ye Qiu, why did your Martial Soul turn back into a tadpole? And… why do I feel like I lost something?"

"Hm?"

Ye Qiu snapped out of his thoughts and turned to her with a mischievous smile. Grabbing her soft hand, he teased,

"You sly rabbit, playing the victim! I should be the one complaining about losing something!"

"Huh? I… I just—"

Xiao Wu panicked like a startled rabbit, trying to pull her hand back while stammering incoherently.

"What do you mean 'just'? No wonder your lips were still sweet when I kissed you today!"

"Ah! Stop talking about that! You're the real scoundrel!"

Xiao Wu's face turned bright red as she tried to cover Ye Qiu's mouth.

"Just consider it as Xiao Wu Jie taking an early payment! No more talking about it!"

"Haha, alright!"

Ye Qiu didn't push her further and let go of her small hand.

"In that case, I won't need to pay you any rewards."

"What?!"

Xiao Wu had just pulled her hand back when she staggered back two steps, clutching her hands and gasping in shock. Her pink eyes widened, and her delicate brows furrowed as she protested,

"Why?! I only took two of your grass-flavored ones! You still owe me three more!"

"And you think you're justified in taking my things?"

Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow.

"I—You weren't at the academy at the time! When you got back, I wanted to tell you, but when I woke you up, you… you did that to me…"

Xiao Wu's face burned bright red. Her gaze flickered between embarrassment and frustration as she looked at Ye Qiu.