Ma Hongjun's Miserable Life

The next morning, Tang San sat on the roof, full of energy as he cultivated the Purple Demon Eye. What his father had told him yesterday had made him understand many things. Combined with his twin top-tier Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power, Tang San believed that he would definitely become strong, then make Tang Sect Hidden Weapons shine brilliantly across this continent.

After asking Oscar where Xiao Wu was, he left without disturbing Bibi Han's cultivation.

Some time later, Bibi Han slowly opened his eyes. "Tang Hao actually came to see Tang San yesterday. It seems that because of me, the plot here has changed somewhat as well. Time to go get breakfast."

After leaving Shrek Academy and following the village path, he looked over the surrounding farmland. Before long, the sounds of fighting came from ahead.

It was Xiao Wu, fighting a chubby boy around 1.6 meters tall. His hair stood straight up, and with his Martial Soul Possession active, it had become somewhat like a rooster's comb. Fine feathers had grown on his arms as well, making him look a little like a country chicken.

"Country Chicken... that should be Ma Hongjun."

"Possessing the top-tier Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, Ma Hongjun was truly a golden phoenix born from a chicken coop. But how was he living now?"

Bibi Han clearly remembered that Spirit Hall did not provide Soul Master subsidies to Soul Masters who spent their days eating, drinking, and having fun.

Before long, the chubby Ma Hongjun was knocked to the ground by Xiao Wu using her Waist Bow soul skill, but he quickly got back up.

Xiao Wu had also taken off the shoe covered in purple flames and was staring at Ma Hongjun in surprise.

"If they keep fighting head-on, Xiao Wu will lose. Her only chance of winning is to evade him and wear down Ma Hongjun's soul power."

Bibi Han walked over to Tang San and pretended not to know what was happening. "What happened?"

"That fatty was trying to force himself on a girl, so Xiao Wu started fighting him."

Bibi Han looked in the direction Tang San pointed. There stood a rather pretty village girl, glaring hatefully at the fallen Ma Hongjun.

Bibi Han waved his hand, and several vines wrapped around Xiao Wu's feet. "Xiao Wu, my Blue Silver Grass has decent fire resistance. You can keep fighting him."

"Who are you? You dare meddle in Fat Master's business?"

"I simply can't stand people bullying men and women alike. Can't you see the hatred in her eyes when she looks at you?"

"Hmph, some guy who doesn't even dare show his face. What right do you have to lecture me?"

"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fireline." Ma Hongjun suddenly opened his mouth, spewing a thin stream of purplish-red flames toward Bibi Han.

Tang San moved first. "First Soul Skill, Binding."

Blue Silver Grass blocked Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fireline, though the grass was burned away as well. Xiao Wu seized the opportunity again and knocked Ma Hongjun down with a kick from her Waist Bow.

"Ah! You're actually ganging up on me!"

"Hmph, you were clearly the one who attacked Third Brother and the others first. You brought this beating upon yourself."

On the ground, Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up as he looked in one direction. "Big Dai, help me! They're ganging up on me!"

A Dai Mubai dressed in white, his hair combed exceptionally neatly, was walking toward them.

Dai Mubai walked over and asked, "What's going on?"

Xiao Wu snorted. "What's going on? Ask him. This fatty was bullying a girl in broad daylight. We couldn't stand it, so we decided to teach him a lesson."

Dai Mubai sighed. "Fatty, I told you not to harass girls. If you really can't hold it in, use your hand."

Tang San and Xiao Wu looked utterly confused. Use his hand for what?

Ma Hongjun looked furious. "How could I possibly use my hand? I'm a dignified Soul Master."

"What else can you do? You don't have any money."

"If those Spirit Hall bastards hadn't refused to give me my Soul Master subsidy, claiming I'd use the money to visit brothels every day... Did I want this? Isn't it all because of my Martial Soul? What a bunch of blind, hateful bastards," Ma Hongjun said bitterly.

"If I had money, I wouldn't be unable to even find a girlfriend and suffer so much."

Hearing that, Bibi Han felt sick. Refusing to give you a Soul Master subsidy made them blind and hateful? If he remembered correctly, the most enthusiastic person about collecting Soul Master subsidies in the original story was you. You were also the first to join the Tang Sect, and one of the most enthusiastic about destroying Spirit Hall. So what exactly are you? An ungrateful ingrate who repays kindness with enmity.

Bibi Han slowly stepped forward. "Country Chicken, do you still want to fight?"

"Country Chicken?"

As if his reverse scale had been touched, Ma Hongjun flew into a rage. "Who are you calling a country chicken?"

"Second Soul Skill, Phoenix Nirvana."

"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fireline."

As Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, Bibi Han's figure flashed in an instant and appeared before him. With one press of his hand, he slammed Ma Hongjun directly to the ground.

Boom! Ma Hongjun himself took the full force of the Phoenix Fireline. The entire exchange had taken only a second, and that was only because Bibi Han had held back.

"So fast." That was Tang San's thought. Without using the Purple Demon Eye, he probably would not have been able to dodge it either.

"Fatty!"

"Gu Xuehan! Fatty is your classmate! Why did you strike so heavily?" Dai Mubai shouted, hurriedly helping Ma Hongjun up.

Ma Hongjun's face had turned as black as charcoal and was covered in mud.

"Heh, struck heavily? Did I even use my Martial Soul?"

"Don't shout at me here. Otherwise, you'll end up just like him." Bibi Han glanced at Dai Mubai and spoke calmly.

"You!"

Faced with Bibi Han's contempt, what could the cowardly Dai Mubai do? He could only clench his fists tightly, not daring to utter a single word.

Afterward, Bibi Han, Tang San, and Xiao Wu headed toward the cafeteria.

When the group arrived at the dining hall, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were already eating. Seeing them come in, they merely nodded in greeting.

Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai came in afterward. Seeing the two girls, Ma Hongjun's evil fire flared up again, impossible to suppress. He walked right over. "Hey, beauties. Let's get acquainted."

Dai Mubai grabbed him and pulled him back, whispering, "Behave yourself. You'd better keep that evil fire under control."

Ma Hongjun snapped, "Why? Don't tell me you're trying to make a move again. Come on, Big Dai—even if you're the boss, you've got to leave your brothers some scraps."

"You've got that womanizing face, and you're so rich. You've already ravaged every beauty in Suotuo City, from married women to young girls. At least leave your brother a piece of meat."

Perhaps Ma Hongjun had been holding it in for too long, because he spoke rather loudly. Everyone in the dining hall heard him.

Tang San and Xiao Wu stared in shock. Ning Rongrong looked disgusted, while Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned icy and devoid of emotion. She stopped eating breakfast, rose to her feet, and left.

"Zhuqing, Zhuqing, it's not like that. Listen to my explanation!"

Dai Mubai hurriedly said as he grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

"There's nothing to explain. Save your explanations for those women."

Zhu Zhuqing shook Dai Mubai's hand off.

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun clearly realized that Dai Mubai's relationship with Zhu Zhuqing was something different. He wanted to slip away, but it was too late. Dai Mubai flew into a rage on the spot, seized Ma Hongjun, and beat him like a madman.

Ma Hongjun wailed miserably, "Big Dai, Big Dai, I was wrong! Stop hitting me! Ow! Ah!!"