At that moment, Ma Xiaotao's spiritual power instinctively wanted to trace the link back. She frowned slightly and suppressed the urge.
Ma Xiaotao sensed the wonder of Mental Detection Sharing, but what caught her attention even more was how, through Huo Yuhao's spiritual link, her spiritual power had suddenly become active, as though it were reveling in pleasure.
She could feel the Evil Fire that had accumulated within her over this period dissolving at an imperceptible rate. Yet the urge in her heart only grew stronger.
An unnatural flush rose beneath her veil, and pink began to spread through her eyes, eroding the thin layer of coldness around them.
She wanted so badly, so badly, to pull this junior into her arms!
"Enough!" Ma Xiaotao shouted as coldly as she could. Yet with just those two short words, her voice had somehow become soft, seductive, and lingering.
Huo Yuhao carefully studied Ma Xiaotao's eyes. The peach-pink color in their depths had already begun to overflow, and the last trace of coldness seemed about to melt away. Her long, narrow phoenix eyes became ever more captivating; the slightest ripple in her gaze stirred one's imagination and stole one's soul.
Ma Xiaotao bit down hard on her red lips, then severed Huo Yuhao's spiritual link with tremendous willpower. She immediately closed her eyes and tried to calm her burning heart. After a long while, Ma Xiaotao slowly exhaled a breath of hot air and opened her eyes.
When Huo Yuhao looked again, her peach-blossom phoenix eyes seemed to have regained their coldness, as though covered by a thin layer of frost. Yet compared to before, that frost now carried a hint of moistness.
Ma Xiaotao said lightly, "Your soul skill is very strong. But it does not seem to have the ability