Releasing the Suppressed Ma Xiaotao

Huo Yuhao let out a sigh of relief and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:

"Okay, okay! I won't move! I absolutely won't move!"

Ma Xiaotao buried her face in Huo Yuhao's shoulder, sensing the refreshing scent of youth and the faint, icy chill radiating from him. Her cheeks grew hotter, and her heartbeat accelerated.

She secretly lifted her head to glance at Huo Yuhao's tightly pressed lips and long eyelashes, and a strange ripple suddenly stirred in her heart.

Ma Xiaotao stared at his clean jawline and slightly reddened earlobes, feeling her mind grow increasingly dizzy. The Ultimate Fire surged endlessly within her body, causing her temperature to skyrocket until her reason began to blur.

Huo Yuhao really is handsome.

As if possessed, she tilted her head slightly and leaned in.

The moment that soft, warm sensation touched his lips, Huo Yuhao froze as if struck by lightning.

He widened his eyes, staring at Ma Xiaotao so close before him, his mind going blank as he even forgot how to breathe.

"Mmph..."

After several seconds, he finally snapped back to reality, pushed Ma Xiaotao away with force, and stammered:

"Sen, Senior Sister! What, what are you doing!"

Ma Xiaotao was pushed backward, her reason long since evaporated by the high temperature of the Ultimate Fire.

She only felt that the contact had made their soul power merge even more smoothly.

She mumbled incoherently:

"Don't move... this way... this way we can cultivate better... the soul power is circulating faster..."

Although Ma Xiaotao said this, she was merely using the excuse of cultivation to alleviate her suppressed urges!

Before the words had even faded, Ma Xiaotao lunged forward again, blocking his mouth once more.

"Mmph!"

Huo Yuhao's spirit was instantly stirred into a frenzy.

The high temperature blurred not only Ma Xiaotao's reason but Huo Yuhao's as well.

His entire body burned, his limbs grew weak, and the hands that had intended to push her away found themselves wrapping around her waist before he even realized it.

"Master! Master! What should I do!"

Huo Yuhao asked within his Sea of Consciousness.

"It's simple, follow your instincts and circulate your soul power!"

Zhao Ze said, lying on a soft cushion.

Follow my instincts?

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao felt his reason instantly ignite.

Charge!

Charge again!

At this moment, charging was the main melody!

It is unknown how much time passed before Huo Yuhao stopped his assault, leaning against the stone wall to recover his soul power.

Just then, he suddenly felt a complex gaze land upon him.

Turning his head, he saw Ma Xiaotao standing at the entrance of the secret chamber, her cheeks still flushed with a lingering redness.

Her eyes, a mixture of resentment, embarrassment, and an indescribable emotion, were fixed firmly upon him.

"Sen, Senior Sister Xiaotao."

Huo Yuhao scratched his head, his cheeks turning red again. Recalling everything that had just happened in the secret chamber, he stood there at a loss, not knowing what to say.

Ma Xiaotao stared at him for a long time, her lips moving, but in the end, she only let out a heavy sigh and turned her face away:

"Forget it... treat what just happened as if it never occurred."

Her voice carried a hint of imperceptible awkwardness.

"Hurry to the Sea God Pavilion. Elder Mu returned this morning and said he brought you your third soul beast."

Having said that, she didn't wait for Huo Yuhao's response and turned to walk away quickly, her fiery red skirt sweeping through the air and leaving behind a faint scent of gardenias.

Huo Yuhao stood in place, watching her retreating figure, and touched his still-burning lips, feeling somewhat dazed:

"Senior Sister... she isn't still angry, is she?"

"Yuhao, stop thinking about it and get to work."

Zhao Ze said in the Sea of Consciousness.

In truth, this might not be a bad thing for Huo Yuhao; after all, if things had followed the original plot, Huo Yuhao wouldn't have been able to resolve the seal left by that scoundrel on Tang Wutong even by the finale.

Upon hearing Zhao Ze's reminder, Huo Yuhao finally snapped out of it. He patted his face and hurried toward the Sea God Pavilion.

When he arrived at the main hall of the Sea God Pavilion, Mu En and Xuan Zi were sitting in the seats of honor. In the open space in the center of the hall lay a massive soul beast.

It was entirely black, possessed a single, enormous vertical eye, and was surrounded by dozens of thick tentacles—it was none other than a thirty-thousand-year-old Evil Eye Tyrant.

At this moment, it had already been severely wounded by Mu En and lay on the ground, gasping for its last breath, its massive eye filled with terror.

"Yuhao, you're here."

Mu En looked at him with a smile and pointed toward the Evil Eye Tyrant on the ground.

"This is the thirty-thousand-year Evil Eye Tyrant you wanted. Its mental attribute is pure and clear, making it the perfect fit for your Spirit Eye martial soul. I have already sealed its soul power; you may proceed."

"Thank you, Elder Mu!"

Huo Yuhao bowed respectfully before walking up to the Evil Eye Tyrant.

A flash of purple light flickered in his eyes, and a condensed mental strike pierced directly into the Evil Eye Tyrant's eye, ending its suffering.

A deep purple soul ring rose from the corpse of the Evil Eye Tyrant, radiating waves of immense energy.

Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged and guided the soul ring to slowly merge into his body.

His physique, having been tempered by both the Life Crystal and the Ice and Fire Source, was already incredibly formidable.

A thirty-thousand-year soul ring posed no pressure to him at all, and he finished absorbing it completely in just one hour.

When he opened his eyes again, a third deep black soul ring shimmered brilliantly beneath his feet.

"Master! Elder Electrolux! I've broken through to level thirty-three!"

Huo Yuhao shouted excitedly within his Sea of Consciousness.

"Not bad, not bad. You are progressing very quickly."

Electrolux stroked his beard, nodding in satisfaction before asking curiously.

"Yuhao, what soul skill did you obtain this time?"

A strange light flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes as he whispered:

"It is Soul Interference.

It can directly invade the target's mental world to modify their short-term memories, and it can also forcibly influence their mental state, causing them to hallucinate or fall into a state of paralysis."

"Oh? It is actually such a soul skill?"

A look of surprise appeared on Electrolux's face.

"What a bizarre ability! If I am not mistaken, is this also an innate ability of the Evil Eye Tyrant?"

"Correct."

Zhao Ze's voice rang out at the right moment. He leaned back on a soft couch and said indifferently.

"When a soul master absorbs a soul ring, they are essentially absorbing the origin power of the soul beast and inheriting its innate abilities. This has been the unchanging rule of the Douluo Continent for tens of thousands of years."

Electrolux nodded thoughtfully:

"Origin power... then if one could retain more of a soul beast's origin power, would the inherited soul skill be stronger, or could one even obtain multiple soul skills?"

"Theoretically, that is indeed the case."

Zhao Ze smiled and continued.

"Now, what if we changed our perspective? Instead of killing the soul beast, what if you formed a contract with a living one, allowing it to voluntarily share its origin power with you, and directly borrowed its power to fight?

This way, not only could you obtain stronger soul skills, but you could even possess the power of multiple soul beasts simultaneously, breaking through the limitations on the number of soul rings."