Meeting the Heavenly Phoenix for the First Time, and the Promise with Leng Yaozhu-Mu Xi Gets Jealous

"Soul Spirits?"

"That's right. If you hadn't brought it up, I would've forgotten."

"With your physical strength right now, absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Spirit would be more than easy."

"Although that bastard Qiangu Dongfeng is up to no good, you can rest easy. Given my relationship with Old Li, this East Sea Spirit Pagoda Branch is still trustworthy."

"When the time comes, choose whatever you like."

"You could turn the whole branch upside down and it still wouldn't matter."

As Mu Chen spoke, he led Yao Chuan toward the Soul Spirit Selection Room.

He then sent Old Li a message, asking him to temporarily seal Yao Chuan's records.

He didn't want Yao Chuan to come to the Spirit Pagoda's attention too soon.

These days, Soul Masters no longer needed to be as physically strong as they once had to be in order to absorb Soul Spirits.

What mattered most was spiritual power.

Spiritual power was generally divided into the Spirit Origin Realm, Spirit Connection Realm, Spirit Sea Realm, Spirit Abyss Realm, and Spirit Domain Realm.

A normal Soul Master around level twenty or thirty was considered pretty good if their spiritual power was above eighty.

Yao Chuan's spiritual power, however, was absurdly high.

At his current strength, absorbing a thousand-year Soul Spirit would indeed be more than easy.

Yao Chuan knew that himself.

But he wasn't satisfied with a thousand-year Soul Spirit.

His goal was even higher.

After all, the more powerful the Soul Spirit, the greater the boost to his strength in the future.

He was thinking about it.

Before he could tell Mu Chen what he had in mind,

he noticed the Spirit Pagoda staff standing respectfully to either side, waiting.

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

Yao Chuan was surprised by the sight. He hadn't yet asked what was going on

when a man and a woman walked in, surrounded by the others.

The man looked ordinary, nothing special.

The woman, however, was entirely different.

Her features looked as if they had been carved from the finest jade, flawless and exquisite. Yet her aura was like a blazing flame—fiery and dazzling—and her figure was simply stunning.

Her full curves were proud and striking, while her slender waist and graceful hips were breathtaking.

The lines traced by her form-fitting robes were impossible to look away from.

She had a slim waist, long legs, and full, pert hips that swayed as she walked.

She radiated a mature, fiery allure.

As they passed,

everyone nearby bowed in greeting,

calling her Heavenly Phoenix Douluo.

It turned out to be Qiangu Dongfeng, the Spirit Pagoda's tower master, and Leng Yaozhu, its deputy tower master.

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

What is this, speak of the devil and he appears?

Yao Chuan grumbled inwardly, his gaze settling mostly on Leng Yaozhu.

Seeing her,

he couldn't help marveling to himself. No wonder she was as famous a beauty as Holy Spirit Douluo.

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

But before he could think any further, Mu Chen hurriedly interrupted his train of thought and reminded him

to keep a low profile.

Yao Chuan understood and immediately withdrew his Martial Soul. The two Black Dragon phantoms that had appeared over his shoulders vanished at once.

He was quite interested in Leng Yaozhu, but he had no desire to deal with Qiangu Dongfeng, that old coot.

He had planned to pretend he was just a passerby and walk right past them.

But while he himself didn't care in the slightest,

Leng Yaozhu looked at Yao Chuan with unmistakable surprise.

It was mainly because Yao Chuan's refined, otherworldly aura reminded her of Yun Ming.

No—

He might even have surpassed Yun Ming.

If Yun Ming was a distinguished young gentleman,

then Yao Chuan was truly otherworldly. He was so handsome, and his bearing so extraordinary, even though he was still only a child.

Naturally, he caught Leng Yaozhu's attention.

She stopped and crouched down.

The movement drew even more attention to the striking curve of her chest.

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

"Little one, did you come to the Spirit Pagoda today to awaken your Martial Soul?"

Her voice was gentle and lovely, with a hint of alluring huskiness.

Seeing Leng Yaozhu act like that,

Mu Chen watched from the side, his brow furrowing slightly. He was mainly worried that Yao Chuan might catch Qiangu Dongfeng's eye. After all, he had just called Qiangu Dongfeng ruthless right in front of Yao Chuan.

Yao Chuan was a little nervous too, but then he came up with a quick plan. He decided to take the initiative and immediately asked, looking utterly envious,

"Big sister, you're so beautiful! If I become a powerful Soul Master, can I join your school one day?"

It was a neat reversal, putting him in control.

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

He was mainly interested in her strength. Besides being the Spirit Pagoda's deputy tower master, she was a Black-Grade Mecha Master and one of the few Four-Word Battle Armor Masters of her generation.

She was a genuine powerhouse he could rely on. And he truly did want to become Leng Yaozhu's disciple.

It was also a way to interrupt her question and take control of the conversation.

That "big sister" made Leng Yaozhu's heart bloom. A bright, charming smile appeared on her face.

"Of course you can."

Leng Yaozhu answered happily, her eyes curving like crescent moons and making her even more alluring.

"I'll be waiting for you at the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters. You have to work hard at your cultivation, okay?"

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned closer.

Her beautiful face nearly touched Yao Chuan's, and a pleasant fragrance drifted into his nose.

With a quick smacking sound, she kissed his little cheek, leaving a faint, alluring lipstick mark.

After all, Yao Chuan was only six years old, and simply too adorable.

Watching this, Qiangu Dongfeng, who stood nearby, was indeed jealous.

His expression darkened in an instant, black as the bottom of a pot.

His eyes were full of displeasure and envy.

He coughed heavily twice, his voice unmistakably impatient, then immediately urged Leng Yaozhu,

"Yaozhu, let's go. We have more important things to do."

He might have felt a trace of curiosity about Yao Chuan before.

Now, that had vanished into the nine heavens. He just wanted to get away from the annoying little brat.

Seeing this, Yao Chuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

He felt he had finally made it through a close call.

He instinctively touched the spot where she had kissed him. He could still feel the soft warmth, and he had only just begun to relax

when he immediately sensed two scorching gazes. They seemed ready to spit fire.

Yao Chuan turned around and met Mu Xi's jealous stare.

"That 'big sister' came out so smoothly. So sweet, too. When you called me big sister, you weren't nearly this sweet."

Mu Xi gritted her teeth. She folded her arms across her chest, pouting with indignation as she glared at him.

Her pretty eyes were filled with unmistakable displeasure and hurt.

The meaning couldn't have been clearer: she thought Yao Chuan was lusting after Leng Yaozhu because she was beautiful and fiery, and wanted to become her disciple.

And he'd even let her kiss him!

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

"Huh?"

Yao Chuan was stunned. He still hadn't figured out what was going on, and before he could respond,

Mu Chen spoke up first, soothing her.

"Come on, Yao Chuan had no choice. It was just a stopgap measure."

Mu Xi's lips twitched.

She couldn't help grumbling to herself.

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

Of course, she only thought it. She didn't say anything aloud. She simply turned the conversation back to Yao Chuan and asked what kind of Soul Spirit he planned to absorb.

Yao Chuan didn't say a word.