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Chapter 152: Chapter 152



**Chapter 152: Mutation, Immortal Dragon Phoenix**

As the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower entered her stomach, Liu Erlong's body was quickly enveloped in vibrant red flames.

The temperature rose higher and higher, so much so that even Zhao Ling felt a twinge of discomfort—a testament to the flames being real fire, not an illusion.

Curiously, despite the intensity of the flames, they didn't so much as singe her soft, waterfall-like hair. Her dress, however, wasn't so lucky and was reduced to ashes in moments.

Now, under the flickering glow of the flames, her flawless figure became faintly visible, sparking Zhao Ling's imagination.

A mischievous smile crept onto his lips, and he activated the Purple Demon Pupil. After all, Long'er was his wife—what harm was there in admiring her beauty?

"My Long'er is so breathtaking. If I don't appreciate her, would I leave that privilege to some random brutes outside?"

For an hour, the flames danced around her body as her soul power surged, ultimately reaching level 40. Gradually, the flames began to recede.

It was then Zhao Ling noticed something extraordinary—Liu Erlong's black eyes and smooth black hair had turned a fiery red. Her figure, already graceful, became even more voluptuous, and her delicate facial features now seemed more striking than ever.

His pupils widened in disbelief. The woman before him looked like she had stepped straight out of the Douluo Dalu comics.

"What's going on? How could Long'er's appearance change so drastically?" Zhao Ling wondered.

Although the original story mentioned that the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower could transform a person, the transformation seemed exaggerated. In the original, Ma Hongjun merely slimmed down and became a bit more handsome. But this? This was on a whole other level.

At that moment, Liu Erlong slowly opened her fiery red eyes. Feeling her soul power was now at level 40, a contented smile spread across her face.

But something felt off.

"Why does it feel so cold?" she thought, her smile fading.

Sensing Zhao Ling's peculiar gaze, she looked down and instantly realized why—her dress was gone.

Her cheeks flushed scarlet, but instead of covering herself, she glared fiercely at Zhao Ling.

"What are you looking at, you lecher? Is it that fascinating?"

Zhao Ling swallowed hard, unabashed.

"Of course, it's fascinating. Absolutely beautiful."

Liu Erlong was taken aback by his frankness. She was his wife, sure, but was he seriously drooling over her?

Looking down again, she noticed her skin seemed smoother, her figure more refined, and her long hair now a fiery red.

"What in the world is going on?"

"Husband, bring me a mirror!" she demanded, her voice urgent.

Zhao Ling snapped out of his daze and quickly fetched a bronze mirror from the dressing table.

Taking the mirror, Liu Erlong examined her reflection carefully. The face staring back at her was familiar yet more exquisite—delicate features, radiant skin, and an aura of allure she'd never possessed before. Tears welled up in her eyes.

She had always felt insecure about being the least attractive among Zhao Ling's companions, fearing she wasn't worthy of him. But now, with her newfound beauty and enhanced figure, she finally felt confident in her ability to captivate her husband.

"Hubby, come here," she called softly.

When Zhao Ling approached, she kissed him firmly on the cheek and whispered, "Thank you."

Overwhelmed with joy, Zhao Ling lifted her off the ground and carried her back to the bed, tucking her under the quilt.

"Long'er," he asked gently, "has your martial soul changed at all?"

For Zhao Ling, the most exciting possibility wasn't just her soul power reaching level 40 or her stunning transformation—it was the potential mutation of her martial soul.

Liu Erlong smiled and released her martial soul.

Before his eyes, it was no longer the simple fire dragon he remembered. Her new martial soul bore traits of both a dragon and a phoenix. The two mythical beasts, though distinct, blended seamlessly into a majestic and harmonious form.

Zhao Ling could sense the dragon's nobility and ferocity paired with the phoenix's elegance and auspiciousness.

"This... this martial soul..." Zhao Ling murmured in awe.

According to Liu Erlong, the voice in her mind called it the "Immortal Dragon Phoenix." While she didn't know the exact reason for the name, she trusted the intuition granted by her martial soul.

The mutation had also altered her soul skills, increasing their power exponentially. She explained that her first to third soul skills were now two to three times stronger than before, leaving her ecstatic.

With the inherent strength of dragon-type martial souls, this enhancement made her nearly unbeatable against opponents of the same level.

Zhao Ling was thrilled with the results. The name "Immortal Dragon Phoenix" alone exuded power and prestige.

Moreover, the word "immortal" hinted at potential abilities tied to rebirth or resurrection. If Liu Erlong could one day awaken a soul skill granting her self-resurrection, it would be an incredible boon.

Even though Zhao Ling cherished Liu Erlong deeply and vowed to protect her, having a resurrection skill would give her additional security in an unpredictable future.

If possible, Zhao Ling hoped all his wives could possess resurrection-type soul skills—it was better to be prepared for the unknown.

He leaned down, kissed Liu Erlong's forehead, and said softly, "Long'er, you've made me so proud. You deserve a reward."

Liu Erlong's expression froze, and she shook her head vigorously.

"No, no, husband! Please, spare me this time..."

Her fearful reaction made Zhao Ling burst into laughter.

"Relax! I was just teasing you. Look how scared you are."

He gently scratched her nose and added, "Get some rest tonight. Tomorrow, I'll personally take you to the Sunset Forest to hunt for a spirit ring. Then, you'll officially become a true spirit master."

With that, Zhao Ling turned and left the room.

Watching him leave, Liu Erlong let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness he didn't push me further. Otherwise, I might not have survived..."

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