The crowd dispersed.
Fu Wen walked out of the conference room and looked up at the night sky.
The stars were bright, and the moon was full.
Yet, his mind was occupied with thoughts of Ma Hongjun.
Evil Fire Phoenix, Evil Fire backlash...
In the original story, Flender's solution was to let Xiao Pang go to brothels to vent his urges.
That was like drinking poison to quench thirst.
It solved the problem on the surface, but in reality, it was just indulging the Evil Fire.
It not only harmed the body but also dulled the mind.
Now that he was here, things couldn't be handled that way.
It had to be solved at the root.
Fu Wen pondered for a moment, and several directions formed in his mind.
First, Immortal Herb.
In the original story, there were many Immortal Herb that could purify flames, such as the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower.
If he could obtain one, at least half of Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire problem could be solved.
Second, Spirit Rings.
It would be best to find some Spirit Beasts with light attributes that possessed purification or purging abilities.
Perhaps it could actually succeed in the end.
The original story never explored this path, but now that he was here, it was worth a gamble.
Third, and also the most reliable method.
Innate Divine Crocodile Art.
Since this cultivation technique could refine the soul, body, and spirit, theoretically, it should also be able to refine impurities.
If he could find a technique suitable for Ma Hongjun to practice, perhaps the Evil Fire problem could be solved at the root.
Of course, this would take time.
There was no need to rush.
"Xiao Wen, not asleep yet?"
Flender's voice came from behind him.
Fu Wen turned around and looked at his old man.
"Old man, you don't need to worry too much about Xiao Pang's situation."
"There is a way."
Flender was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"You brat, how are you even more confident than me?"
"Because I am your son."
Fu Wen smiled slightly.
Flender shook his head with a smile and patted Fu Wen on the shoulder.
"Alright, get some sleep."
"There is still a lot to do tomorrow."
"Mm."
Fu Wen nodded, turned, and headed back to the dormitory.
Pushing open the dormitory door, Ma Hongjun was still in a coma.
Oscar sat by the bed, keeping watch over him.
"Still hasn't woken up?"
Fu Wen walked over.
"Not yet."
Oscar sighed: "This little fatty is quite pitiful."
"Only six years old, and he has to suffer like this."
Fu Wen didn't speak, just looked at Ma Hongjun.
This little fatty was indeed quite pitiful.
But he wouldn't be pitiful forever.
Because starting today, someone would help him.
Fu Wen reached out and pressed his hand against Ma Hongjun's forehead.
A stream of cool water energy slowly flowed in, helping Ma Hongjun stabilize the residual Evil Fire within his body.
Ma Hongjun's brow relaxed slightly, and his breathing steadied.
"Sleep."
Fu Wen said in a low voice.
"When you wake up tomorrow, everything will be better."
Early the next morning, just as Fu Wen opened his eyes, he heard a shout of excitement from nearby.
"I broke through! I broke through!"
Ma Hongjun sat on the bed, his round face flushed red, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Level ten! I'm level ten!"
Fu Wen sat up and looked at Ma Hongjun, raising an eyebrow slightly.
He broke through the day after the Evil Fire backlash?
Does this count as a blessing in disguise?
"Xiao Pang, are you sure?"
Oscar poked his head out from under the covers, his eyes bleary with sleep.
"Sure! Definitely! Absolutely!"
Ma Hongjun nodded vigorously. "I feel like the soul power in my body is a huge chunk stronger than yesterday!"
"And..."
He scratched his head. "That feeling of intense heat is gone, too. I feel incredibly comfortable all over."
Fu Wen was lost in thought.
Although the Evil Fire backlash was dangerous, it seemed to have stimulated the potential within Ma Hongjun.
That burst of flames had cleared away the stagnant soul power.
It was like a dam bursting; although the water flooded, the riverbed had also been widened.
"Good thing."
Fu Wen put on his clothes. "Tell your dad later and have him take you to hunt for your first soul ring."
"Mm!"
Ma Hongjun grinned.
In the cafeteria, Flender was stunned upon hearing the news of Ma Hongjun's breakthrough, then burst into hearty laughter.
"Good! That's good!"
"A blessing in disguise! This is a blessing in disguise!"
Zhao Wuji sat opposite him, shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and said indistinctly:
"Little fatty, your luck is truly unmatched."
"You burned down the academy yesterday, and today you break through."
"How about... you burn it down again?"
Ma Hongjun shrank his neck. "Teacher Zhao, stop joking."
"I didn't mean to do it yesterday..."
"I know, I know."
Zhao Wuji waved his hand. "Just teasing you."
Shao Xin walked over carrying a basket of steamed buns and placed them on the table.
"Xiao Pang, eat more to build up your strength."
"Thank you, Uncle Shao!"
Ma Hongjun grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a hamster.
Flender set down his chopsticks and said seriously:
"Since Xiao Pang has broken through, I will take him to hunt for his first soul ring in the next two days."
"Xiao Ao, how are things on your end?"
Oscar shook his head. "Still a little bit off. I feel like I could break through at any moment, but I'm just missing that final push."
"No rush."
Flender said, "That's how a soul master's bottleneck is. Sometimes you're stuck for a few days, sometimes for a few months."
"Keep your mindset steady. Train when you should, eat when you should, and the breakthrough will come naturally."
"Mm."
Oscar nodded.
Fu Wen set down his bowl and chopsticks, then wiped his mouth.
"Dad, before Xiao Pang hunts for his spirit ring, I want to talk about his Evil Fire."
Flender looked at him. "Go ahead."
"During yesterday's meeting, I proposed a few directions."
Fu Wen spoke unhurriedly. "Heavenly treasures, spirit rings, and meditation techniques."
"Heavenly treasures are a matter of luck, and meditation techniques require time to explore."
"But the spirit ring is something we can act on right now."
"You mean..."
Flender's eyes brightened. "Using a spirit ring to suppress Xiao Pang's Evil Fire?"
"Not just suppress."
Fu Wen shook his head. "I'm thinking of purification."
"Purification?"
Flender was stunned.
"Yes."
Fu Wen nodded. "The problem with Xiao Pang's martial soul is that the flame is impure; it contains impurities."
"If we can find a spirit beast whose spirit ring attribute is of the Light element, possessing holy, purifying, or purging abilities..."
"Then, after Xiao Pang absorbs it, the power of the spirit ring might help him purify the Evil Fire within his body."
"Even if it can't be completely eradicated, it could at least reduce the frequency and intensity of the backlash."
"Perhaps in the later stages, it could even cause his martial soul to evolve."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone at the table fell silent.
Zhao Wuji set down his chopsticks, his brows furrowed.
"A Light-element spirit beast with purification abilities..."
"This seems promising, but it won't be easy to find."
Fu Wen said, "I know it won't be easy, but it's better than letting Xiao Pang carry this burden alone."
"You saw what happened yesterday. He's only six, and the Evil Fire already backlashed."
"What about the future? The frequency will only increase, and the intensity will only grow."
"If we don't solve it at the root, something terrible will happen sooner or later."
"Until one day, even if we join forces, we won't be able to suppress it. Then he will completely lose his sanity and become a monster that only knows how to kill and destroy."
"At that point, the only option will be to kill him."
Flender's expression darkened.
What Fu Wen described was exactly what he feared most.
Li Yusong pushed up his glasses and spoke.
"Xiao Wen makes sense."
"I have seen similar records in ancient texts."
"Some defects in martial souls can indeed be compensated for through spirit rings of specific attributes."
"Although it's not a hundred percent guarantee of success, it is worth a try."
Flender nodded. "Fine, we will proceed according to Xiao Wen's plan."