Attribute Explosion?

Xiao Yi walked over to Tang Wutong, crouched down, and reached out to help her up. But before he could touch her, Tang Wutong shivered all over and sprang to her feet, quickly moving away from him with a deeply unnatural expression.

Every so often, she would tremble, as if she were enjoying something.

Tang Wutong felt no pain in her buttocks. Instead, wave after wave of tingling sensations surged through her, striking at her mind and making her want to whimper. The feeling filled her with unbearable shame. She could hardly wait to fight Xiao Yi to the death on the spot.

How dare he treat this young lady like that? But why does it feel so good?

At the thought, she shook her head fiercely and moved to stand beside Huo Yutong and Xiao Xiao. She seemed to be fine.

Seeing that she appeared all right, Xiao Yi didn't think much more of it. Those two swats hadn't been very hard, after all; for a Soul Master's physique, they would only sting a little. What Xiao Yi didn't realize was that he seemed to have flipped some strange switch in Tang Wutong.

He walked over to the three of them and began reviewing the fight.

"Xiao Xiao, when attacking with your Three Lives Soul-Shaking Cauldron, you can try attacking from different directions and with different rhythms. Little tricks like that can make it harder for your opponent to respond. You should practice them a bit."

As the owner of an eye-type Martial Soul, Xiao Yi naturally had keen powers of observation. He had seen every shortcoming the three girls displayed in battle. He casually pointed out a few more of their weaknesses, too. That was part of the point of having him spar with them.

"Lastly, Wulin, you and Yu Tong need to practice your Martial Soul Fusion Skill more often. It takes you too long to fuse."

Tang Wutong let out a cold snort. She still felt a little tingly all over, and somehow... she wanted more~~

Tang Wutong bit her lower lip, filled with shame. Yet no matter what she did, she couldn't suppress the feeling.

"Oh, right. Yu Tong, stay behind for a moment. Xiao Xiao, you and Wulin can go on ahead." Xiao Yi seemed to have just remembered something and called out to Huo Yutong, who was about to leave.

Huo Yutong turned around in confusion, then obediently walked back. Her bright eyes gazed at Xiao Yi with curiosity and affection.

Meeting Huo Yutong's beautiful eyes, Xiao Yi couldn't resist reaching out with his wicked hand and ruffling her little blue head.

Huo Yutong let out a few pleased little murmurs, then gathered her courage and leaned into Xiao Yi's arms, wrapping her little hands around his waist. She was like a timid stray kitten creeping toward a human.

A little surprised, he still put his arms around Huo Yutong as she came forward on her own.

"All right, Yu Tong. This is for you. Wulin and I can't use it. You should thank your teacher, Tang Ya, too—she went and got it for you." Xiao Yi let go of Huo Yutong and took a jade bottle from his Storage Soul Tool. It was the two Mystic Water Pills Xu Sanshi had given him.

After thinking it over, he realized Huo Yutong was the only one who could use them. He had Innate Full Soul Power, while Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan had the Fallen Heart Flame to help them.

As for Tang Wutong, she probably wouldn't want them. She was so lazy, yet still managed to raise her Soul Power to level 25. She probably ate heavenly treasures for breakfast.

Huo Yutong lifted her little head, looking a bit dazed. Mystic Water Pills? For me?

Then she shook her head fiercely, her little face full of resistance.

"Brother Xiao Yi, I can't take this. It's too valuable." She raised her hands and gently pushed the jade bottle toward Xiao Yi. There wasn't a trace of greed on her face, only determination.

"Take it. I can't use it. Just think of it as a loan, Yu Tong. You'll have to pay me back someday." Xiao Yi smiled and pinched her nose. She truly had enormous potential.

The main thing was that these pills were no use to him. If he kept them, they'd only end up going to one of his future women anyway, and Huo Yutong was the only one who could use them. After all, her Innate Soul Power was only level one.

Huo Yutong looked at Xiao Yi with teary eyes. How could she not know he was just making up an excuse to get her to accept them? She slowly reached out, took the jade bottle, and carefully put it away.

"Brother Xiao Yi, I'll definitely repay you someday," she said with unwavering determination.

"All right. I'll be waiting." You're so adorable. Giving yourself to me would be more than enough repayment.

The two of them walked out of the Soul Fighting Arena and waved goodbye. Xiao Yi watched the little blue figure gradually disappear into the distance, then turned around and looked at Tang Wutong, who was waiting not far away. When she saw him come out, she slowly drew closer.

"Come on. It's time you explained yourself, Miss Tang..." Xiao Yi drew out the last two words, his tone teasing. He deliberately moved closer, his warm breath brushing her neck. Tang Wutong felt that strange, pleasurable sensation spreading through her body again.

"Mm..." she murmured softly. She was nothing like her usual arrogant self. Xiao Yi was a little surprised. Why had she suddenly become so well-behaved? Shouldn't she have let out an arrogant snort and magnanimously offered to show him her true appearance?

They walked side by side. Tang Wutong followed behind Xiao Yi like an ostrich, her head tucked down, her eyes fixed on his broad palm. She couldn't help squeezing her legs together. She had been a little damp down there ever since earlier.

Looking at Tang Wutong, who seemed like a completely different person, Xiao Yi was full of questions. Could she have awakened some strange preference? He recalled the utterly broken look on Tang Wutong's face after he'd spanked her the second time.

No way. Does she have some hidden trait?

They returned to the dormitory and entered the dim room without turning on the lights. The two simply stood there, gazing at each other in silence.

After a long while, Xiao Yi finally spoke.

"Aren't you going to change back into girls' clothes?"

"When did you figure it out?" Tang Wutong still wanted to make sure.

"When you fought Dai Huabin."

"What?" Tang Wutong jerked her head up, dumbfounded. That had been only a few days after the start of the school year!

"Are you really that clueless, or are you pretending? You're lucky you're the young lady of the Clear Sky Sect. The Light Goddess Butterfly is a Martial Soul that only appears in women." Xiao Yi smiled as he said something that left Tang Wutong's mind blank.

Tang Wutong's mouth twitched. She really hadn't known...

Tang Wutong rolled her eyes at Xiao Yi's smiling face. Since he'd known all along, she might as well stop pretending in front of him.

When he saw that she was about to change back into girls' clothes, Xiao Yi thoughtfully turned around.

"All right, you can turn around now."

He turned back, and his eyes lit up.

Her long, waist-length hair was a blend of blue and pink, each strand light and flowing. A delicate butterfly ornament was pinned beside her temple, giving her a lively yet elegant look.

Her clear, translucent pink-blue eyes were like sapphires immersed in a spring. The corners tilted up slightly, and her expression was cool and composed, giving her an otherworldly air of distance. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her features were delicate and refined. The lines of her face were soft, yet held a hint of pride. Her ethereal bearing made her seem like an elf fallen into the mortal world.

She wore a short white-and-blue dress, sweet and lively in its design.

A pink bow adorned the neckline, while layers of fluttering ruffles at the shoulders added a touch of girlish charm.

The dress was white at its base, with icy-blue waistline details and bow decorations that accentuated her developing chest and slender waist. Its hem was playfully short.

She wore pure white thigh-high stockings over her straight, long legs, with delicate patterns at the tops. On her feet were blue-and-white high-heeled leather shoes, each toe decorated with a tiny blue bow. Simple white wrist guards completed the outfit, whose fresh, elegant style perfectly suited her lively, otherworldly beauty.

"Allow me to introduce myself again. My real name is Tang Wutong." She returned to her usual self and lifted her head proudly.

"As for why I disguised myself as a boy, it's because I'm so beautiful that my family was afraid I'd be harassed." Tang Wutong stated it matter-of-factly.

Xiao Yi's mouth twitched. That was such a ridiculous excuse. She'd probably just made it up on the spot. Tang Wutong was nowhere near as good an actor as Wang Dong. In the original story, Huo Yuhao had even wondered whether something was wrong with his own sexuality, yet never once suspected that his good bro wasn't a boy.

Then again, maybe he'd simply been biased from the start. Since he already knew, perhaps that was why her acting seemed so clumsy.

The two sat facing each other. Xiao Yi looked at Tang Wutong, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, becoming coy again.

"So what are you going to do now? Are you still going to live with me?" Xiao Yi drawled. Now that Tang Wutong had changed back into girls' clothes, he was afraid he'd end up giving Tang San a grandson one day.

Tang Wutong nodded her little head, stammering a bit as her face turned bright red. Her legs rubbed restlessly against each other. Then she firmly raised her head and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Xiao Yi, could you do me a favor...?" (Another chapter was blocked.)