First Meeting with the Heavenly Phoenix, A Promise with Leng Yaozhu, Mu Xi is Jealous

"Soul Spirit?"

"Correct. If you hadn't mentioned it, this old man would have forgotten."

"Given your current physical constitution, absorbing a thousand-year Soul Spirit is more than enough."

"Although that bastard Qiangu Dongfeng has ill intentions, you can rest assured that because of my relationship with Old Li, this East Sea Spirit Pagoda Branch is still trustworthy."

"When the time comes, just choose boldly."

"It wouldn't matter even if you turned this branch upside down."

Mu Chen said this while leading Yao Chuan toward the Soul Spirit Selection Room.

He then sent a message to Old Li, indicating that Yao Chuan's data should be temporarily sealed.

He did not want him to be exposed to the Spirit Pagoda's radar too early.

In the current era, the requirements for a soul master's physical strength to absorb a Soul Spirit are not as high as they used to be.

It primarily depends on spiritual power.

Spiritual power levels are roughly divided into Spirit Origin Realm, Spirit Connection Realm, Spirit Sea Realm, Spirit Abyss Realm, and Spirit Domain Realm.

Generally, for a normal soul master at level twenty or thirty, having a spiritual power of around eighty is considered quite good.

Yet, Yao Chuan's spiritual power was far too monstrous.

With his current strength, absorbing a thousand-year level Soul Spirit was indeed more than enough.

Yao Chuan knew this himself.

However, he did not feel satisfied with just a thousand-year Soul Spirit.

His goal was set even higher.

After all, the higher the Soul Spirit, the greater the boost to his future strength.

He was just thinking about this.

Before he could voice his thoughts to Mu Chen, he noticed the Spirit Pagoda staff standing respectfully on both sides, waiting.

Even the branch master, Old Li, was among them.

Yao Chuan was surprised by the scene and had not yet asked what was happening.

Then, he saw a man and a woman walk in, surrounded by a crowd.

The man had an ordinary appearance, nothing special.

The woman, however, was completely different.

Her face looked as if it had been carved from the finest jade, exquisite and flawless, but her temperament was like a raging flame—passionate and dazzling—and her figure was incredibly stunning.

Where it should be prominent, it stood proudly; where it should be concave, it was breathtaking.

The curves outlined by her tight, luxurious gown made it impossible for anyone to look away.

With a slender waist, long legs, and full, perky hips, she swayed gracefully as she walked.

She radiated a mature and fiery allure.

As they passed by, the people nearby bowed and saluted.

They called her Heavenly Phoenix Douluo.

It turned out to be the Spirit Pagoda Master, Qiangu Dongfeng, and the Vice Tower Master, Leng Yaozhu.

They had actually come to inspect the East Sea Spirit Pagoda Branch today.

What kind of luck is this? Speak of the devil and he appears?

Yao Chuan grumbled inwardly, his gaze shifting primarily to Leng Yaozhu.

Seeing her appear, Yao Chuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling that she was truly worthy of being a beauty as famous as the Holy Spirit Douluo.

Her looks and figure were truly beyond reproach; she was a beauty among beauties.

However, before he could think any further, Mu Chen quickly interrupted his train of thought from the side, reminding him.

He told this kid that he must keep a low profile at this moment.

Yao Chuan understood and immediately restrained his martial soul; the two black dragon phantoms that had appeared on his shoulders vanished instantly.

Although he was quite interested in Leng Yaozhu, he had no desire to deal with that old geezer, Qiangu Dongfeng.

He had intended to act like a passerby and brush past them.

Yet, unexpectedly, while he was completely indifferent, Leng Yaozhu's eyes revealed clear surprise and astonishment upon seeing Yao Chuan.

It was primarily Yao Chuan's ethereal temperament that made him so similar to Yun Ming.

No.

In truth, he was even a cut above Yun Ming.

If Yun Ming was a refined gentleman of the secular world.

Then Yao Chuan was a truly otherworldly existence; his features were so handsome and his temperament so extraordinary, even as a mere child.

Naturally, this caught the attention of Leng Yaozhu.

She stopped in her tracks and crouched down.

This movement made the proud curves of her chest even more eye-catching.

She reached out, gently stroked Yao Chuan's white hair, and asked him softly.

"Little one, are you here at the Spirit Pagoda today to awaken your martial soul?"

Her voice was gentle and melodious, carrying a hint of alluring magnetism.

Seeing Leng Yaozhu act this way.

Mu Chen, watching from the side, frowned slightly. He was mainly worried that Yao Chuan would catch the eye of Qiangu Dongfeng standing nearby. After all, he had just criticized Qiangu Dongfeng's ruthlessness right in front of Yao Chuan.

Yao Chuan felt a little nervous inside, but he quickly thought of a clever plan. He chose to take the initiative, immediately asking back with a face full of admiration.

"Big sister, you're so beautiful. If I become a powerful soul master, can I study under you in the future?"

This move was a classic case of turning the tables.

Of course, it wasn't because Leng Yaozhu was beautiful.

He was mainly eyeing her strength; besides being the Vice Tower Master of the Spirit Pagoda, she was also a Black-grade Mecha Master and one of the few contemporary Four-Word Battle Armor Masters.

She was a genuine golden thigh to cling to, and beyond his sincere desire to take her as a master.

This was also a pretext to interrupt her questioning, effectively seizing the initiative in the conversation.

His calling her "big sister" made Leng Yaozhu's heart bloom with joy, and a bright, charming smile appeared on her face.

"Of course you can."

Leng Yaozhu answered happily, her eyes curving into crescent moons, adding even more allure to her expression.

"Big sister will be waiting for you at the Spirit Pagoda headquarters anytime. You must work hard on your cultivation."

After saying this, she suddenly leaned in close.

Her stunningly beautiful face was almost pressed against Yao Chuan's, and a pleasant, fragrant scent drifted into his nostrils.

Muah. She planted a kiss on Yao Chuan's little face, leaving behind a faint, alluringly colored lip print.

Mainly, Yao Chuan, who was only six years old at the moment, was simply too cute.

Seeing this scene, Qiangu Dongfeng, standing to the side, was predictably jealous.

His expression darkened instantly, as black as the bottom of a pot.

His eyes were filled with displeasure and envy.

He coughed heavily twice, his voice laced with obvious impatience as he immediately urged Leng Yaozhu.

"Yaozhu, let's go. Important matters take precedence."

Any curiosity he might have had about Yao Chuan.

Had been instantly cast to the back of his mind; he just wanted to get away from this brat who made him so uncomfortable as quickly as possible.

Seeing this, Yao Chuan felt a sense of relief and let out a long, heavy breath.

He felt that he had finally passed the hurdle without any danger.

He subconsciously touched the spot where he had been kissed, the warm and soft sensation seemingly still lingering, and just as his mood had finally relaxed.

He immediately felt two scorching gazes from behind, as if they were about to spit fire.

Yao Chuan turned his head and met the jealous eyes of that girl, Mu Xi.

"That 'big sister' came out so smoothly and sweetly. You never called me 'big sister' that sweetly before."

Mu Xi gritted her teeth, her arms crossed over her chest, her little mouth pouting high as she glared at him indignantly.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with immense dissatisfaction and grievance.

The meaning was obvious: she felt that this guy Yao Chuan was fickle and easily swayed by beauty, wanting to take someone as a teacher just because she was pretty and had a hot figure.

And he even let her kiss him!

She felt that her status as his big sister was under serious threat!

"Huh?"

Yao Chuan was stunned when he heard this, not yet reacting to the situation, and before he could reply.

Mu Chen, standing beside him, had already stepped in to soothe her.

"Alright, Yao Chuan had no choice; it was just a matter of expediency."

Mu Xi heard this, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly.

She couldn't help but grumble in her heart.

Seriously, are you my biological father, or Yao Chuan's?

Of course, this complaint remained strictly within her own thoughts.

She didn't say anything aloud, merely steering the conversation back to Yao Chuan and asking what kind of Soul Spirit he intended to absorb next.

Yao Chuan, however, remained silent.