Roast Chicken Could Never Compare to Senior Sister

After all these years, Ma Xiaotao had never felt as comfortable as she did today.

The Evil Fire within her had been subdued so thoroughly that she could barely feel it anymore.

"Thanks, you stinking fisherman... uh, what was your name again?"

Lin Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and said speechlessly, "My name is Lin Ming."

"Ah, right. Thanks, Lin Ming. You have no idea, I've never felt this good in my life. What kind of Martial Soul is that? It can actually suppress my Evil Fire?"

Ma Xiaotao was incredibly curious. Over the years, Yan Shaozhe had found quite a few ice-attribute Soul Masters, but they had all been helpless against her Evil Fire. Those healing-type Soul Masters could only ease her pain and treat her injuries; they still had no way to deal with the Evil Fire itself.

Yet today, Lin Ming had actually suppressed the Evil Fire within her. Ma Xiaotao was both shocked and delighted.

"My Martial Soul is called the Prayer Angel. It's a healing-type Martial Soul. As for why it can suppress your Evil Fire, I'm not too sure either. As long as it isn't a bad thing, that's enough."

The moment Lin Ming finished speaking, Ma Xiaotao suddenly yanked him over.

His head bumped into something soft, followed by a wave of warm fragrance.

Ma Xiaotao wrapped an arm around Lin Ming's neck and pressed his head against her magnificent chest.

"Lin Ming, can we discuss something?"

With his head buried between those peaks, Lin Ming felt like he was about to suffocate. "You stinking roast chicken, get off me! Let me go already!"

Ma Xiaotao tightened her hold, burying Lin Ming's face even deeper.

"I'm not letting go unless you agree!"

"Then at least tell me what it is!"

Lin Ming finally found something to brace himself against and managed to break free from Ma Xiaotao's ample chest.

"I want to live with you!"

Lin Ming had just caught his breath when he heard that, and nearly failed to catch it again.

He looked at Ma Xiaotao warily. "You stinking roast chicken, what are you trying to do? I saved you, and now you want to repay kindness with enmity?"

Lin Ming truly had no good opinion of this roast chicken.

Ma Xiaotao gave him a mischievous smile. "Oh, Lin Ming, I was just thinking that if we live together, it'll be easier for you to treat me right away whenever my Evil Fire acts up."

"No way. I don't want to live with you!" Seeing the wicked gleam in Ma Xiaotao's eyes, Lin Ming only wanted to run away as fast as possible.

But at that moment, Lin Ming sensed an extremely faint wisp of energy emerge from Ma Xiaotao's body. It condensed into a speck of light and entered him.

Lin Ming observed Ma Xiaotao and Yan Shaozhe beside her, only to discover that neither of them seemed able to see the speck of light.

After it entered his body, Lin Ming felt his Soul Power cultivation advance slightly.

That immediately reminded him of one of the Prayer Angel Martial Soul's traits.

In The Legend of the Dragon King, wasn't Ya Li able to break through to Title Douluo in such a short time precisely because she had accumulated a great deal of Power of Faith through saving lives and healing the wounded?

If so, then the situation before him made perfect sense.

Lin Ming had used the Prayer Angel Martial Soul to help Ma Xiaotao heal her injuries and suppress her Evil Fire, successfully causing her to subconsciously offer up her faith and begin admiring him.

If that was the case, then perhaps letting her live with him was not entirely unacceptable.

After all, the Evil Fire flared up every now and then. Who would complain about having an experience pack right beside them? And who would complain that their cultivation was progressing too quickly?

Moreover, Lin Ming could clearly sense that the cultivation provided by this Power of Faith was almost no different in solidity from the Soul Power he cultivated himself.

"Living together isn't impossible." Lin Ming put on a troubled expression. "But I normally live in the dormitory. You can't exactly move into the boys' dormitory, can you?"

If this roast chicken appeared in the boys' dormitory, wouldn't she turn the whole place upside down?

Ma Xiaotao fell into thought at his words, then broke into a smile. "Then I'll stay in your house in the Inner Court. When the Evil Fire acts up, it'll also be more convenient for Old Lin to contact you!"

The Old Lin she mentioned was naturally Lin Ming's grandfather, Lin Feng.

Lin Ming nodded casually. "Do whatever you want, as long as you don't come bother me whenever you feel like it."

Looking at the roast chicken before him, he could not muster the slightest interest.

What a joke. How could roast chicken compare to Senior Sister's fragrance?

Lin Ming was already planning to go find Zhang Lexuan and have some fun with her later.

"Lao Deng, don't blame me. She brought it up herself."

Lin Ming could already imagine Lin Feng's headache when faced with Ma Xiaotao.

At that moment, Lin Feng was leisurely drinking tea brewed from his treasured Golden Tree Leaves.

"Pfft!"

For no reason at all, Lin Feng choked on his tea. He sneezed, knocking the teacup from his hand to the floor, spilling every last drop.

"My Golden Tree Leaves!"

Some time later, Lin Feng stared in confusion at Ma Xiaotao, who had inexplicably appeared in his house carrying luggage.

"Xiaotao, what is this?"

Ma Xiaotao casually set her luggage on the floor. "Old Lin, I already told my teacher. To make it easier for Lin Ming to treat my Evil Fire, I'll be living here from now on!"

Lin Feng knew that Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire often erupted and caused her to go berserk in the Inner Court.

Thus, upon hearing that she wanted to live with him, he was unwilling a thousand times over.

He had wanted to spend his old age in peace, yet Lin Ming had now tossed this ticking time bomb onto him.

"You little brat! I'll remember this!!!"

Though he roared inwardly, Lin Feng still had to maintain a kindly expression.

After all, she was Yan Shaozhe's disciple, so Lin Feng still had to show Yan Shaozhe some respect.

And so, Ma Xiaotao moved into Lin Feng's home.

Meanwhile, on the streets of Shrek City.

Lin Ming was strolling through the streets with Zhang Lexuan.

For no apparent reason, Lin Ming sneezed.

"What's wrong, Lin Ming? Did you catch a cold?" Zhang Lexuan asked with concern.

"How could that be, Sister Lexuan? I'm already a Soul Ancestor. How could I still catch a cold? Someone must be cursing me behind my back. Ignore them."

With a little thought, Lin Ming guessed it was that Lao Deng, Lin Feng.

The two continued strolling, and Lin Ming's hand mischievously took hold of Zhang Lexuan's.

Zhang Lexuan's body trembled, but in the end, she did not pull away.

She was already a Soul Saint. If she wanted to break free, it would not have been difficult at all.

Lin Ming secretly rejoiced, holding Zhang Lexuan's hand as he brazenly stroked that jade-like hand.

"You rascal!" Zhang Lexuan was both embarrassed and angry, and she smacked the back of Lin Ming's hand with her other hand.

Lin Ming released her hand, then wrapped an arm around Zhang Lexuan's shoulders.

Though Lin Ming was only twelve years old now, with the enhancement of four Spirit Rings and a Soul Bone, he had already grown taller than Zhang Lexuan.

"Come on, Sister Lexuan. I'll treat you to something tasty. A few days ago, I found one of Lao Deng's little hidden stashes. We've got plenty of money!"

Lin Ming often went "treasure hunting" around the house, and each time he could find ten or twenty thousand.

"You, honestly. If Old Lin finds out, he'll be so angry he coughs up blood again," Zhang Lexuan scolded with a smile.