Little Peach, Do You Want Husband or Not?

Su Chen was speechless at this giant worm filled with nothing but lewd thoughts.

About ten minutes later, the evil fire within Ma Xiaotao was finally suppressed, and she temporarily returned to a state of calm.

He withdrew the palm he had pressed against Ma Xiaotao's back, and the angel wings behind him slowly retracted, the six snow-white feathers dissolving into specks of golden light in the air.

"It's done." Su Chen's tone remained flat. "It's suppressed for now. But unless you resolve the root cause of this evil fire, it will flare up again in the future."

Ma Xiaotao stood up from his embrace, her movements somewhat unsteady. She quickly tidied her disheveled clothes and hair—her red school uniform was soaked through with sweat, clinging to her body and outlining breathtaking curves.

Her face was still flushed, but she tried her best to regain her usual aura as a big sister, forcing herself to remain calm.

"Thank you." Ma Xiaotao looked at Su Chen, her crimson eyes filled with sincerity. "My name is Ma Xiaotao, a student of the Inner Court. I owe you a favor today; if you ever need help in the future, don't hesitate to find me."

After saying this, she wanted to add something more, but she suddenly felt the world go black, and her body slumped uncontrollably.

"Hey!" Su Chen reached out with quick reflexes to catch her.

Ma Xiaotao had completely lost consciousness, her face as pale as paper. Only then did Su Chen remember—the injuries caused when Guliang Meng had stopped her earlier were only just now fully manifesting.

An ice-attribute attack from a Title Douluo, even if meant to restrain rather than kill, was not something a Soul Emperor like Ma Xiaotao could fully withstand. Because of the evil fire, she hadn't felt much pain, but now that the fire was suppressed, those injuries surged in like a tide.

"What a nuisance..." Su Chen sighed, carefully laying Ma Xiaotao flat on the grass.

Just then, a soft groan came from not far away.

Wang Dong rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up, looking dazed. "I... why did I faint? Su Chen, where is that crazy woman? Are you okay?"

She shook her head, feeling that her backside was both painful and cold—she had been caught in the wake of Ma Xiaotao's fire waves earlier. Although Guliang Meng had frozen the surroundings in time, the high heat had still scorched her, and now, with the lingering ice and fire, the sensation was indescribably agonizing.

Su Chen walked over to Wang Dong and pulled her up. "It's over. We should head back."

Only then did Wang Dong notice Ma Xiaotao lying not far away. When she saw Ma Xiaotao's face and figure, her eyes widened involuntarily—

So, so beautiful!

And... so big!

Wang Dong's gaze drifted uncontrollably toward Ma Xiaotao's chest. Even while lying flat in a coma, those proud curves remained breathtaking, the uniform shirt stretched so tight that the buttons seemed ready to pop.

She looked down at her own flat chest—she was in her male disguise, so of course, it was as flat as a board. But even if she returned to her female form, it seemed... she wasn't this big?

Wang Dong suddenly felt a sense of defeat.

So Su Chen really likes them big... she muttered to herself, her tone sour.

But she immediately puffed out her chest, comforting herself internally: I'm in my male disguise right now! Once I'm back in my female clothes, I definitely won't be smaller than her! Yeah, definitely not!

"Let's go." Su Chen pulled the still-dazed Wang Dong and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Wang Dong suddenly remembered something and struggled to look back. "Are we just leaving her there? Will she be okay?"

"People from the Inner Court will be here soon." Su Chen didn't look back. "It will only be more trouble if we stay."

Wang Dong thought that made sense and said no more. But after walking a few steps, she suddenly realized something was wrong—

"Wait! Su Chen, what exactly happened earlier? Why did I faint? And..." She touched her backside, her little face scrunching up. "Why does my butt hurt and feel cold at the same time?"

Su Chen: "..."

How was he supposed to explain? Tell her that she had lunged over to fly him away, only to get burned by the evil fire and then injured by Guliang Meng's ice seal?

"You tripped yourself," Su Chen said without changing his expression.

"Really?" Wang Dong looked at him suspiciously. "Then why don't I have any memory of it? I only remember that crazy woman rushing toward us, and then... then nothing."

"Of course you don't remember if you fainted," Su Chen continued to bluff.

Wang Dong tilted her head, thinking it sounded somewhat logical, yet she still felt something was off. She followed behind Su Chen like a chirping little bird. "What about that senior? What happened to her? What did you do to her?"

"Why did she faint too..."

Su Chen felt a headache coming on from her questions and simply let go of her hand. "Walk on your own."

"Hey! Wait for me!" Wang Dong hurriedly chased after him. "You haven't answered me yet!"

The two of them, one in front and one behind, gradually disappeared at the end of the Lakeside Path.

Not long after Su Chen and Wang Dong left, dozens of figures approached at an astonishing speed from deep within the Sea God Lake.

Leading them were three elders, all dressed in white robes, their auras as deep as the sea. Behind them followed over a dozen middle-aged teachers, each surging with soul power, the lowest among them being a Soul Emperor.

In just a few blinks, the group arrived at the shore.

"Xiaotao!" The lead elder caught sight of the unconscious Ma Xiaotao under the tree, his expression changing drastically. He took a step forward, his figure appearing beside Ma Xiaotao like a ghost, reaching out to check her pulse.

A moment later, the elder breathed a sigh of relief. "It's fine, just excessive soul power consumption combined with some cold energy invading her body. A few days of rest will suffice."

This elder was none other than the Dean of the Martial Soul Department of Shrek Academy, Yan Shaozhe, a level 95 Super Douluo with the title "Bright Phoenix."

Yan Shaozhe's gaze swept across the surroundings—the scorched grass, the steaming water mist, and the lingering, intertwined aura of heat and cold in the air. His brows furrowed.

"Such a powerful ice-attribute aura..." Yan Shaozhe crouched down and carefully examined Ma Xiaotao's body, discovering a thin layer of frost covering her skin. "At least a Soul Douluo-level ice-attribute soul master; otherwise, it would be impossible to suppress Xiaotao to this extent."

He stood up and said to the teachers behind him, "Take Xiaotao back to Sea God Island first. The rest of you, search the vicinity to see if any other students were injured."

"Yes, Dean!"

Several teachers carefully lifted Ma Xiaotao and flew toward Lake Heart Island. Yan Shaozhe remained where he was, his gaze scanning every corner of the lakeshore with sharp intensity.

Ice-attribute Soul Douluo...

Within Shrek Academy, there were many teachers with ice-attribute affinities, but not a single one had reached the level of a Soul Douluo.

Yan Shaozhe felt a surge of suspicion, but the safety of Ma Xiaotao was the priority. With a flash of his figure, he took flight toward Sea God Island.

In a quiet chamber on Lake Heart Island.

Ma Xiaotao slowly stirred from her unconscious state.

"Mmm..."

She shifted her body, instinctively covering her dizzy head with her right hand as she struggled to sit up on the bed.

It was a simply furnished secret chamber; the walls were made of smooth jade, emitting a faint glow. The air was thick with the scent of medicinal herbs, clearly indicating that someone had treated her while she was unconscious.

Ma Xiaotao hopped off the bed, revealing a face that looked slightly pale. She appeared to be only twenty years old, her features carrying a coldness born from years of battling her internal flames, yet this could not hide her breathtaking beauty.

Her long red hair draped over her shoulders, slightly disheveled from sweat. As she stood there, her soaked school uniform outlined a full and captivating figure, seemingly bringing a touch of warmth to the chilly chamber.

"You're awake."

A gentle voice came from the doorway.

Yan Shaozhe pushed the door open, his face etched with concern and exhaustion. He walked over to Ma Xiaotao and let out a long sigh: "Xiaotao, you were far too reckless this time. If someone hadn't intervened in time, the consequences would have been unthinkable."

Ma Xiaotao lowered her head, her voice filled with apology: "I'm sorry, Teacher. I... I couldn't control it."

"You cannot be entirely blamed for this." Yan Shaozhe shook his head, his tone complex. "Your Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul is inherently difficult to suppress. It's just..."

He paused, his gaze turning serious: "Xiaotao, the evil fire within you has been completely exhausted. What happened? Do you remember encountering anyone after you rushed out of Sea God Lake?"

Ma Xiaotao furrowed her brows, struggling to recall.

Her memories of the lakeside were hazy—the violent evil fire, the loss of consciousness, the burning agony... and then, a warm, sacred golden light.

"I remember..." she said slowly, "there was an ice-attribute soul master present. It must have been him who intervened first."

Yan Shaozhe nodded: "I sensed the residual ice-attribute soul power; it was at least at the Soul Douluo level. And then?"

"As for my evil fire..." Ma Xiaotao's face suddenly flushed red, her voice becoming somewhat indistinct. "I remember being saved by a... student. And I can feel that all the evil fire I had accumulated is gone. It certainly won't be an issue for a while."

Recalling the scene where Su Chen had healed her—those warm palms pressed against her back, that sacred power surging into her body to dispel all the heat and pain—her face burned uncontrollably.

That feeling... it was truly too comfortable.

Yan Shaozhe naturally understood Ma Xiaotao's current state. As someone who had been through it all, he knew exactly what a young girl in love looked like. However, he didn't point it out, instead continuing to ask: "Xiaotao, can you tell me who saved you?"

Ma Xiaotao shook her head, looking somewhat frustrated: "I don't know... I had already lost consciousness before the other party could even say their name."

She tried hard to remember those golden eyes, that handsome face, and those three pairs of pure white angel wings...

"But I vaguely remember," Ma Xiaotao raised her head, a glimmer of light in her eyes, "that he had a Six-Winged Angel martial soul."

"I knew it!" Yan Shaozhe clapped his hands, his face showing an 'as I thought' expression. "It really was him! Only he could have exhausted that evil fire!"

He paced the chamber in excitement: "Of course, of course! How did I not think of it! Mere evil fire can't stir up any trouble in the face of the sacred attribute of a Six-Winged Angel! That is the ultimate light and holiness, the bane of all evil!"

Ma Xiaotao was startled by her teacher's reaction: "Teacher, do you know him?"

Yan Shaozhe stopped pacing and looked at Ma Xiaotao, his tone complex: "Xiaotao, his name is Su Chen, a freshman in Class Nine of the outer courtyard. His martial soul is the Six-Winged Angel you mentioned, and his Soul Power Level should be around level twenty-eight."

"Level twenty-eight?" Ma Xiaotao opened her eyes wide in surprise. "But his sacred attribute was so strong, it even suppressed my evil fire..."

"That is the crux of the matter." A wise light flashed in Yan Shaozhe's eyes. "From what I know, an ordinary sacred attribute could not easily suppress your evil fire, let alone when your Soul Power Level is over thirty levels higher than his. Therefore, I suspect—"

He paused, saying each word clearly: "His sacred attribute has definitely reached the ultimate level."

"Ultimate Sacred?!" Ma Xiaotao gasped.

As a genius of the Shrek inner courtyard, she knew exactly what an "ultimate attribute" meant. It was an existence that transcended ordinary attributes, and those who possessed them were all once-in-a-millennium prodigies.

"No wonder..." Ma Xiaotao murmured, "No wonder he suppressed my evil fire so easily..."

Yan Shaozhe's eyes gleamed. His initial interest in Su Chen was only because the Six-Winged Angel martial soul had reappeared on the continent, but now it seemed the value of this youth far exceeded his expectations.

An Ultimate Sacred Six-Winged Angel—this was simply a treasure bestowed upon Shrek by the heavens! If nurtured properly, he would surely become a peerless powerhouse in the future.

Yan Shaozhe suddenly realized that he had to "bind" Su Chen to Shrek's chariot as soon as possible. Such a genius must never fall into the hands of other factions!

As for the incident by the lake... oh, that was unimportant. Right now, the most important thing was this precious student, Su Chen.

Thinking of this, Yan Shaozhe suddenly turned around, looking at Ma Xiaotao with burning eyes, and asked a question that almost made her jump:

"Xiaotao, do you want a husband?"

Ma Xiaotao: "...Ah?"

She suspected she had misheard.

Yan Shaozhe, however, looked earnest and spoke with deep concern: "Although your Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul is powerful, its side effects are too great. Only by forming a good match with him can you resolve the side effects brought about by the Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul within you."

He paused and continued: "Although he is not Ultimate Ice and cannot solve the evil fire problem at its root, as long as he is by your side, he can constantly suppress your evil fire. At the very least, you will no longer go astray or be controlled by the evil fire."

Yan Shaozhe's voice became earnest: "Only in this way can you truly soar to the heavens in the future, inherit your teacher's mantle, and perhaps... even surpass your teacher."

Ma Xiaotao's face turned completely red.

Take Su Chen as a husband?

Her heart began to race uncontrollably, and Su Chen's image involuntarily surfaced in her mind—his long golden hair, his handsome face, those focused golden eyes, and the warmth of his palms during treatment...

It seemed... not entirely out of the question?

Ma Xiaotao's internal monologue began to play out wildly:

"But he looks like he's only twelve! I'm already twenty! Wouldn't it be shameless to rob the cradle?"

"But he's really so handsome... and he can cure my evil fire..."

"What if he thinks I'm too old? What if he thinks I'm too fierce?"

"Forget it! If it's Su Chen, then yes! Absolutely yes!"

As she thought about it, Ma Xiaotao's face grew redder and redder, until even her ears were flushed crimson.

Yan Shaozhe watched her expression and understood everything, a sly, old-fox smile tugging at the corners of his mouth: "Xiaotao, what do you think?"

Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath, struggling to calm herself down, though her voice still trembled slightly: "Teacher... this, this is too sudden. And... how am I supposed to bring this up to Su Chen?"

Was she supposed to just rush up to him and say, "Junior, for the sake of curing my illness, could you marry me?"

That would be far too shameful!

Yan Shaozhe said with a beaming smile: "No rush, no rush, this matter requires careful planning. You focus on recovering first; once you're healed, Teacher has his own arrangements."

He was already calculating in his heart how to manufacture "chance encounters," how to create opportunities, and how to bring these two young people together in a natural way...

For the sake of his disciple's happiness, and for the future of Shrek, he was willing to cast aside his old face for the time being!

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