Yan Shaozhe's Request

"Xiaotao! Your evil fire erupted again?"

Within the red figure was a beautiful young girl with a voluptuous figure. A pair of blazing wings spread behind her, six Soul Rings surfaced around her body, and evil fire blazed from her eyes as though she had already lost her sanity.

From far away, she spotted three figures here. They seemed somewhat familiar, and only after drawing closer did she see them clearly.

One of them was an unfamiliar young man, carrying an otherworldly aura. Even from his profile alone, he seemed like a star fallen from the Nine Heavens, dazzling beyond compare.

In an instant, her heart began pounding wildly. It felt like she had fallen in love, like a little deer was crashing about inside her heart...

Then her evil fire went out of control.

With a hum, her figure shot straight toward Su Qingfeng!

Then came another boom.

A golden object seemed to appear on Yan Shaozhe's body, unleashing terrifying Soul Power that directly suppressed the fiery-red figure.

Surging streams of Soul Power wrapped around her body, slowly forcing the evil fire back down.

Su Qingfeng blinked, startled by Yan Shaozhe's power.

Though he knew this senior brother of his was extremely strong and far from ordinary, experiencing the power of these top-tier Soul Masters at such close range still shook him.

After all, it was fantasy power that did not exist on Earth. It was not scientific.

"Qingfeng, there's no need to be surprised. That was part of your senior brother's Soul Core just now. Once one reaches Titled Douluo, they generally possess such a thing. With your talent, you'll form a Soul Core in the future as well, and its quality will definitely surpass your senior brother's."

Mu En patted Su Qingfeng's shoulder and spoke calmly.

It felt great to be able to teach Su Qingfeng from such an all-knowing position!

Brat! Worship your teacher in your heart! Be grateful that you became this old man's disciple!

Su Qingfeng said nothing, but he now had some understanding of Soul Cores.

Soul Masters were divided into ten major realms from levels 0 to 99: Soul Scholar, Soul Master, Soul Grandmaster, Soul Elder, Soul Ancestor, Soul King, Soul Emperor, Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, and Titled Douluo.

Ten thousand years ago, Titled Douluo did not possess Soul Cores.

However, as the Soul Master system developed and improved, and as Soul Masters placed greater emphasis on spiritual power cultivation, one of the standards for Titled Douluo in the present day, ten thousand years later, was condensing a Soul Core into form.

Although Soul Cores could not greatly increase a Soul Master's cultivation, they could accelerate the flow and recovery of Soul Power, among other things.

After helping the girl stabilize her evil fire, Yan Shaozhe finally turned around and spoke to Su Qingfeng in a deep voice.

"Little Junior, you've seen it too. To be honest, this child is named Ma Xiaotao, and she is my student. Her ancestor was no outsider—she is a descendant of Evil Fire Phoenix Ma Hongjun, one of the first generation of the Shrek Seven Devils from our Shrek Academy."

"She possesses an exceptionally powerful Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul. If she could restrain the erosion of the evil fire, she would be the academy's greatest genius in a hundred years. Of course, that was before you entered the academy, Little Junior."

"But restraining the evil fire is not easy. When it erupts, her power runs wild and she loses her mind. It is extremely dangerous. During periods of evil fire disturbance, she cannot even cultivate steadily."

"At first, I could use my Soul Power to help suppress her evil fire and allow her to enter a cultivation state. But that only treated the symptoms, not the root cause. As her realm rose, the evil fire spread throughout her body. Even overwhelming Soul Power gradually ceased to have much effect. Given enough time, it could even cause irreversible harm to her."

"There is only one way to solve this problem. If a male wielder of an ultimate Ice Attribute Martial Soul appeared and they became partners, the negative effects brought by Xiaotao's Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul could be resolved. Only then could she truly soar to the heavens in the future."

After Yan Shaozhe finished speaking, he looked at Su Qingfeng with a serious expression.

Su Qingfeng nodded thoughtfully. "Indeed. Ma Hongjun also suffered from evil fire. He did beastly things and even forced others to do them for him. A shameless scoundrel."

"How do you know about that, Little Junior..."

"Qingfeng, although you're handsome, how can you casually discuss Shrek's ancestors like that? You even insulted them!"

Hearing Su Qingfeng's words, both Mu En and Yan Shaozhe's expressions changed. If it had been anyone else, they would have sent him flying with a slap long ago.

But seeing how Su Qingfeng could curse someone so calmly while still looking absurdly handsome, Mu En and Yan Shaozhe both softened.

"Don't let it happen again, Qingfeng. You must understand that the first generation of the Shrek Seven Devils and Teacher are Shrek's faith. Don't believe those unofficial histories. Without them, there would be no Teacher as he is today. Everything would have been different. Be good~"

"That's right, Little Junior. Teacher is right."

Yan Shaozhe chimed in. "So, Little Junior, do you want a wife?

"If you agree to absorb and cultivate Ice Element attributes, then you and Xiaotao would be a perfect match."

Yan Shaozhe looked at Su Qingfeng with expectation and delight. This was truly a joyous occasion. The Sea God Pavilion would welcome two extraordinary geniuses! And they would even be a couple!

By sheer coincidence, Ma Xiaotao woke up groggily at that very moment and overheard Yan Shaozhe's words.

In the next instant, her eyes slowly opened, and Su Qingfeng's peerlessly handsome face appeared hazily in her vision.

In an instant, an unnatural flush spread across Ma Xiaotao's pretty face, while a misty sheen covered her pale pink eyes.

"Tea... Teacher?"

Oh my god, what was Teacher saying?!

A perfect match? Ice Element?

This!

Was Teacher choosing a husband for her?

To be honest, she had always disliked the idea of arranged marriages, but now she seemed very willing to accept it.

Aiya, () this was so embarrassingly shameful!

So handsome—he was just too handsome!

The Evil Fire within her had only just been suppressed, yet Ma Xiaotao could not help stealing repeated glances at Su Qingfeng, deeply drawn in by his Fallen Immortal aura.

Su Qingfeng was somewhat helpless. "I was only saying it casually. Besides, I'm still young. Isn't it inappropriate to look for a spouse so early?"

I'd only just arrived, and they were already giving me a wife? And one with a fiery temper, already a Soul Emperor, and plagued by Evil Fire at that. Could this little body of mine even handle it?

"That's right, your senior brother nearly forgot. Qingfeng, your bone age is not even twelve yet. You're indeed not old enough to marry. Your senior brother did not think this through."

Yan Shaozhe nodded. "And we should ask Xiaotao for her opinion first. I was too impulsive."

"Teacher, Pavilion Master! I'm willing!"

The instant Yan Shaozhe finished speaking, Ma Xiaotao sprang up from beneath the willow tree by the lake and hurriedly spoke.

For a moment, the scene fell completely silent.

Mu En merely smiled without saying a word.

Su Qingfeng wore a grave expression.

Yan Shaozhe froze. Damn, had this girl heard everything?

"Alright, Xiaotao, come here. Let me introduce you. This is my Little Junior, your grandmaster's newly accepted disciple, Su Qingfeng."

Yan Shaozhe introduced him, never having expected Xiaotao to change so quickly!

He remembered that this girl had once said she did not want to marry, much less marry someone she did not like for the sake of a martial soul...

Well, it made sense. With a peerlessly extraordinary young man like his Little Junior, how could she possibly not like him?

"Hello! My name is Ma Xiaotao!"

Ma Xiaotao extended both hands and clasped Su Qingfeng's hand as though she were holding a precious gem. Her entire body was scorching hot, as if she wanted to melt him.

At such close range, she could see every one of Su Qingfeng's features clearly—his eyes, his nose, his lips... all of them were so perfect. How could there be such a handsome young man on the continent? Heavens!