The Holy Spirit Cult's Supreme Elder Strikes Again

A long silence followed.

Yan Shaozhe finally spoke, "Teachers and students, please go back to your cultivation..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the injured teachers and students of the Inner Court.

"Please forgive me for what happened today. Xuan Zi always loves to joke, and he will surely make amends afterward. There's no need to take it to heart."

Is there still no escape?

After the teachers and students had all left, Yan Shaozhe asked himself a question.

Strike the Demon Pill... How could that old Xuan Zi even come up with such a thing!

He, Yan Shaozhe, is the dean of the Martial Soul Department of Shrek Academy, a Super Douluo, and a personal disciple of the Dragon God Douluo, yet he was forced into this situation by Xuanzi.

"Aren't you going to make a move?"

This time, Xuan Zi didn't intend to force Yan Shaozhe to become a eunuch like himself, because he had already been severely warned by Mu En.

This was simply out of sheer anger.

Yan Shaozhe, as Ma Xiaotao's teacher, was so stingy that he couldn't even afford a single Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone.

He kindly rescued Ma Xiaotao from Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and allowed her to absorb it, and the conclusion he drew was that he was harming her?

How is he supposed to accept this?

In addition, Xuan Zi had practically watched Yan Shaozhe grow up, so she knew his personality very well.

After all, this dashing and debonair Yan Shaozhe wasn't alone... he had Cai Mei'er at home waiting to pay her dues...

"Yan Shaozhe, if it really doesn't work out, just give up. Xiaotao will be fine." Despite saying this, Xuan Zi still offered a gentle reminder.

But to someone else, these words were interpreted as a threat.

Yan Shaozhe suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

If it really doesn't work out, should we just give up?

Xiaotao will be alright?

Is this hinting at something?

"Xuan Zi, you are Xiaotao's elder, yet you use her to threaten me." Yan Shaozhe squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

Xuan Zi realized that the boy seemed to have misunderstood, and was about to explain when Ma Xiaotao behind him let out a satisfied groan.

"Oh no! It's almost completely fused, Xiaotao Tao..." Before he could finish speaking, Yan Shaozhe raised his right hand and slammed it down on the two hairy balls beneath him.

For Yan Shaozhe of his own, his beloved disciple Ma Xiaotao was like his own daughter. Xuan Zi might never truly understand this kind of affection.

He only lost his sexual happiness, but his beloved disciple Ma Xiaotao could lose her life!

Besides, Yan Shaozhe had already had his fill of fun. Although he felt a little guilty towards Cai Mei'er, he still had no regrets...

"Yan Shaozhe, are you crazy? Stop it!" Xuan Zi suddenly regretted it. He had been cursing and swearing, but he was actually holding back his anger.

What does Yan Shaozhe, a mere level 95 Titled Douluo, know?

There have only been a handful of cases in the entire history of the Douluo Continent where Soul Master has encountered problems after absorbing Soul Bone with matching attributes.

What makes this kid think that something bad will happen to the exceptionally talented Ma Xiaotao after she absorbs the power?

Although Xuan Zi regretted it somewhat, he simply shook his head and, after taking a sip of wine, did not stop Yan Shaozhe.

He was a Level 98 Super Douluo, while Yan Shaozhe was only level 95. He could stop him without even taking a breath.

"Very well, as the elder, I must respect the decision of the younger generation."

Grandpa Xuan stated that this was the path Yan Shaozhe himself had chosen, and as an elder, he couldn't possibly refuse to give him even this much face...

Actually, Xuan Zi was a little excited because there was more good news—he was finally no longer alone.

After the first blow, Yan Shaozhe endured the excruciating pain and prepared to strike again.

"No, Yan Shaozhe, don't!" At the same time, Cai Mei'er pushed Mu En and finally arrived here from the freshman dormitory of the Outer Court.

But it was still too late.

The moment the second blow landed, Yan Shaozhe seemed to hear the cry of his current wife, Cai Mei'er.

But he dismissed it as a delusion born from his own ingrained nature, a result of his continued obsession with those trivial matters.

A faint crackling sound came from the deepest part of his lower body, followed by excruciating pain that exploded along his meridians, making Yan Shaozhe's vision go completely white.

"Yan Shaozhe!" Cai Mei'er practically lunged forward to catch Yan Shaozhe as he leaned backward.

Mu En stopped in front of the two of them, but did not speak immediately. Instead, he slowly reached out and gently placed his palm on Yan Shaozhe's body.

A moment later, Mu En glanced at Grandpa Xuan, who was still eating meat and drinking wine with great gusto, with an expressionless look in his eyes.

"Xuan Zi, are you satisfied now?"

"Hmm... I am indeed satisfied... Mu En! Aren't you in the Outer Court?" Xuan Zi almost blurted out what was on his mind, but he swallowed the words back halfway through.

Feeling guilty, he almost dropped the wine gourd from his hand. "Mu En... I didn't force him, it was his own decision..."

Mu En shook his head, a scrutinizing look in his eyes. "Although I don't know exactly what happened to you, your behavior has become increasingly... unpredictable since you returned from the Star Luo Empire."

Mu En had already heard the details of the matter on the way.

"Now, you must quickly stop Xiaotao from absorbing that Soul Bone; there's still a chance to salvage the situation."

Mu En withdrew his hand from Yan Shaozhe's body, and after confirming that the latter's injuries had temporarily stabilized, he slowly turned his wheelchair around and turned his gaze back to Xuan Zi.

He didn't immediately press for the "I'm really satisfied" that almost slipped out, but instead silently offered a way out.

"I will heal Yan Shaozhe's wounds, but if you continue to be so stubborn... even I won't be able to save Xiaotao."

Since it's not the time to question Xuan Zi yet, Mu En still needs to stabilize Yan Shaozhe's injuries, Ma Xiaotao can only rely on Xuan Zi to save her now.

This was actually Mu En giving Xuan Zi a chance to redeem himself...

"Mu En, do you even think that I Xuan Zi, am wrong?" Faced with repeated questioning, Xuan Zi's temper immediately flared up.

"What did I do wrong? Back then, the God of Phoenix was able to use rare and precious materials to get rid of the Evil Fire, so why can't Xiaotao?"

Upon hearing this, Mu En took a deep breath, suppressing all his anger, and tried to remain calm, saying, "Xuan Zi, you did nothing wrong. Quickly interrupt Xiaotao's absorption of the Soul Bone, and Yan Shaozhe will explain to you later."

Xuan Zi was about to refuse again when he noticed the coldness in Mu En's eyes, which reminded him of that day Star Luo City.

Did Mu En have the same look in his eyes back then?

"Yes, Mu En ..." Xuan Zi's voice trailed off.

He then hung the wine gourd on his waist and strode towards Ma Xiaotao.

Ma Xiaotao remained seated cross-legged on the futon with her eyes closed. The absorption of the Soul Bone had entered its final stage, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would be successfully absorbed soon.

Xuan Zi sat cross-legged in front of her, his Level 98 Soul Power slowly surging out, attempting to peel the Soul Bone, which was already mostly embedded in her meridians, away from her.

However...

Stimulated by Xuan Zi's immense Soul Power, the Evil Fire within Ma Xiaotao's body reawakened and began to fight against the ten-thousand-year-old fire-attribute Soul Bone.

In that split second, Ma Xiaotao seized the opportunity and began to absorb the Soul Bone with all her might.

Xuan Zi was clearly taken aback.

What's wrong with Xiaotao? Doesn't she know she's saving her?

However, in that brief moment of distraction, the Soul Bone wasn't separated in time; instead, it rapidly fused with the Evil Fire and Ma Xiaotao's powerful absorption...

Xuan Zi stared at his palm in disbelief, a look of near bewilderment appearing on his old face.

"How... how could this be? I only wanted to force out the Soul Bone..."