Nine Heavens Burning Fire Art

Three days later.

In just three short days, Ma Hongjun had officially entered the noble ranks of Soul Masters.

Ever since Ma Hongjun had publicly refused Bone Douluo and chosen to follow Ye Ruilin, Old Wu had completely regarded the boy as one of his own.

He felt that the boy had remarkably good judgment, able to spot the Young Master's uniqueness among this group at a glance.

Over the past few days, he had occasionally guided the boy's cultivation, hoping to help him grow stronger as quickly as possible.

Seeing Old Wu take the initiative to guide Ma Hongjun, Ye Ruilin said nothing.

During this time, he had been trying to create a fire-element cultivation art exclusively for Ma Hongjun, based on his own Primordial Art.

The Primordial Art integrated the power of the five elements and could cultivate every kind of power to its utmost limit.

Even with the knowledge he had accumulated in his previous life, extracting a top-tier fire-element cultivation art alone was still somewhat difficult.

Ning Rongrong seemed to have seen through Ma Hongjun's intentions and took the initiative to train with Sword Douluo.

She had no intention of being surpassed by that brat. She wanted to become the strongest companion by Brother Ye's side!

The two trained diligently, while one remained in seclusion every day, slowing their journey somewhat.

"Ah, no, it's so hot! Too hot!"

Inside the carriage, Ma Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes with a pained expression and began tearing at his clothes.

He swiftly pulled open the curtain and hurriedly rushed out of the carriage.

After scanning the surroundings, he quickly spotted a waterfall in the distance.

At top speed, he shot straight toward the waterfall.

Then came a boom, as though some heavy object had crashed into the water.

Ye Ruilin was also awakened by the commotion and opened his eyes.

Seeing Ma Hongjun soaking beneath the waterfall in the distance, he immediately understood what had happened.

What Ma Hongjun had awakened was a top-tier Martial Soul—the Evil Fire Phoenix.

It was even more formidable than an ordinary Phoenix.

The Evil Fire inherent to a Phoenix possessed an extremely powerful corrosive nature.

Once it touched an opponent in battle, it was difficult to shake off.

However, this Martial Soul also had a major drawback.

While cultivating, its wielder would generate excessive yang energy within the body. If it could not be released, the Evil Fire would burn them from within.

Ma Hongjun was clearly suffering from an excess of yang energy, and the Evil Fire had begun to consume him.

Looking at Ma Hongjun's flushed face, a glint flashed through Ye Ruilin's eyes, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

"Yang energy?"

This was an extremely important thing for cultivating fire- and lightning-element arts.

The more abundant the yang energy, the fiercer and more forceful the attacks.

Ma Hongjun of the Shrek Seven Devils had been unable to expend the yang energy in his body.

He could only resort to the lowest method: losing his virginity and releasing the yang energy generated within him.

If the cultivation art he created could convert the yang energy in Ma Hongjun's body, perhaps this brat could also control Bingyang True Fire.

That pure yang aura was simply the best source for Bingyang True Fire.

Ye Ruilin, who had been struggling over the cultivation art, instantly found his direction.

"Old Wu, let's rest here for a while."

"When that brat comes out, have him come find me."

After giving his instructions, Ye Ruilin hurried back toward the carriage.

Within the waterfall pool.

Ma Hongjun had no idea why a towering heat had suddenly surged through his body.

If not for the water of this Cold Pool, he likely would have been roasted to death on the spot.

"What exactly is going on? Could I have gone wrong in my cultivation?"

The young man's eyes were full of confusion.

"Do not worry."

"Once you return to normal, go directly to the Young Master. He will help you resolve it."

Old Wu stood beside the pool and spoke calmly.

Ning Rongrong curiously walked over and examined Ma Hongjun, whose body was submerged with only his head exposed.

"Hey, what happened to you?"

That disturbance earlier had even given Ning Rongrong, who had been diligently cultivating, a fright.

She immediately jumped down from the carriage and came over.

Sword Douluo studied Ma Hongjun in the pool. After pondering for a moment, he came to a conclusion.

"It is likely related to his Martial Soul."

"Boy, your Phoenix Martial Soul seems rather unusual."

"The flames burning around the Phoenix appear to possess an immensely powerful corrosive quality."

"It is likely because of this that you now feel as though raging flames are burning your body."

Sword Douluo had indeed noticed some clues.

"Senior, how can this be resolved?"

Ma Hongjun poked his head out of the pool and looked pitifully at Sword Douluo.

His originally sallow little face was now bright red.

Sword Douluo shook his head.

"For the moment, I truly have no way to resolve the problem with your body."

Disappointed, Ma Hongjun withdrew his gaze and submerged himself completely in the pool once more.

Who knew how much time passed.

When his muddled mind regained consciousness, Ma Hongjun raised his head from the pool again. Outside, the sky had long since turned pitch-black.

Not far away, firewood crackled in a bonfire.

Feeling that his body had returned to normal, Ma Hongjun quickly climbed ashore.

"How are you feeling?"

As the young man took off his clothes and efficiently wrung them out, a familiar voice sounded beside him.

Ma Hongjun jumped in fright and hurriedly turned around.

He saw Ye Ruilin seated atop a large boulder, looking him over from head to toe.

"Ah, Brother Ye, you're not asleep yet?"

The night was deep. Though he did not know the exact hour, it was clearly already past midnight.

"It's nothing. I was waiting here for you."

"Put this on."

He took out a set of clothes from his Space Ring and tossed it straight at Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun clumsily caught them. Feeling the soft fabric in his hands, a trace of gratitude flashed through his eyes.

"Today should have been the first time the Evil Fire in your body erupted."

"If nothing unexpected happens, once you begin cultivating in earnest, the Evil Fire within your body will only erupt more and more frequently."

Ye Ruilin spoke.

Hearing Brother Ye talk about his condition, Ma Hongjun immediately became serious.

When he heard Ye Ruilin say that the Evil Fire in his body would erupt more and more frequently, his face turned deathly pale.

He truly did not want to endure today's agony a second time.

It felt as though the flames within his body were about to roast him dry, the pain clawing at his heart and tearing through his lungs.

Seeing the fear on Ma Hongjun's face, Ye Ruilin patted his shoulder.

"Do not worry. There are ways to solve it."

"The first method is to find a woman and release the Evil Fire in your body through the most primal form of pleasure."

"This method treats the symptoms but not the root cause. You would need to regularly release the Evil Fire in your body, otherwise you would still suffer its backlash."

After hearing this, Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched.

He was just a child and did not know what to say for the moment.

"The second method."

"Take this Nine Heavens Burning Fire Art."

"By cultivating this art, the Evil Fire within your body will come under your control. Once you achieve minor mastery, you will no longer need to use your Martial Soul to control flames."

"You yourself will be able to command flames—and they will be the supremely firm and pure yang Bingyang True Fire!"