Original Technique, Nine Heavens Burning Fire Art

Three days later.

In just three short days, Ma Hongjun had officially stepped into the noble ranks of Spirit Masters.

Ever since Ma Hongjun had publicly rejected Bone Douluo to follow Ye Ruilin, Old Wu had completely come to regard the boy as one of his own.

He felt the lad had a keen eye, being able to discern the Young Master's uniqueness among the crowd at a single glance.

For the past few days, he had been guiding the boy in his cultivation from time to time, hoping to help him grow as quickly as possible.

Ye Ruilin watched Old Wu take the initiative to guide Ma Hongjun without saying much.

During this time, he had been trying to create a fire-attribute cultivation technique exclusive to Ma Hongjun, based on his own Primordial Art.

The Primordial Art fused the power of the five elements, allowing each type of power to be cultivated to its extreme.

Even with the accumulation of his past life, it was still somewhat difficult to isolate and refine a top-tier fire-attribute technique.

Ning Rongrong seemed to perceive Ma Hongjun's mindset and took the initiative to pull Sword Douluo aside to begin her own cultivation.

She did not want to be surpassed by this brat; she was determined to become the most powerful companion by Brother Ye's side!

With both of them working hard at their cultivation and one person in seclusion every day, their travel speed slowed down significantly.

"Ah, no, it's hot, it's too hot!"

Inside the carriage, Ma Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes in agony and began tearing at his clothes.

He swiftly pulled back the curtain and rushed out of the carriage in a hurry.

Scanning his surroundings, he quickly spotted a waterfall in the distance.

At top speed, his figure dashed directly toward the waterfall.

Immediately after, a loud boom echoed, as if a heavy object had crashed into the water.

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

Seeing Ma Hongjun's body soaking in the waterfall in the distance, he understood what had happened.

The martial soul Ma Hongjun awakened was a top-tier one: the Evil Fire Phoenix.

It was even superior to an ordinary phoenix.

The evil fire inherent to the phoenix itself possessed super-strong corrosive properties.

If one were to be tainted by even a fraction of it during a fight, it would be difficult to shake off.

However, this martial soul also had a major drawback.

When the possessor cultivated, an excessive amount of yang energy would be generated within their body; if it could not be vented, the evil fire would burn them from within.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun was clearly suffering from an excess of yang energy, and the evil fire was beginning to consume him.

Looking at Ma Hongjun's flushed face, Ye Ruilin's eyes flashed, and a thought seemed to instantly click in his mind.

"Yang energy?"

This was an extremely important element for cultivating fire and lightning-attribute techniques.

The more potent the yang energy, the more fierce and powerful the attacks would become.

Ma Hongjun, one of the Shrek Seven Devils, had only been able to use the most inferior method—breaking his virginity to vent the yang energy produced by his body—because he had no way to consume it.

If the technique he was creating could convert the yang energy within Ma Hongjun, perhaps this kid could also control the Bingyang True Fire.

That surge of pure yang energy was simply the best source for Bingyang True Fire.

Ye Ruilin, who had previously been struggling with the technique, instantly found his direction.

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

"When the boy comes out, tell him to find me."

Ye Ruilin gave his instructions and hurried back toward the carriage.

In the waterfall pool.

Ma Hongjun did not know why a monstrous heat had surged within his body.

If not for the cold water of the pool, he feared he would have burned to death on the spot.

"What on earth is going on? Could it be that I went wrong in my cultivation?"

The young man's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Do not worry."

"Once you return to normal, go straight to the Young Master. The Young Master will help you resolve this."

Old Wu stood by the side of the pool, speaking with a calm expression.

Ning Rongrong walked over curiously, eyeing Ma Hongjun, who had only his head poking out of the water.

"Hey, what exactly is wrong with you?"

The commotion just now startled even Ning Rongrong, who had been diligently cultivating.

She immediately jumped off the carriage and hurried over.

Sword Douluo scrutinized Ma Hongjun in the pool, pondering for a moment before reaching a conclusion.

"I fear it has to do with your martial soul."

"Kid, your Phoenix martial soul seems rather extraordinary."

"The flames burning around the Phoenix appear to possess an extremely potent corrosive quality."

"I suspect that is precisely why you currently feel as if your body is being incinerated by raging fire."

Sword Douluo had indeed discerned some clues.

"Senior, how can I resolve this?"

Ma Hongjun poked his head out of the pool, looking at Sword Douluo with a pitiful expression.

His originally sallow little face was now flushed bright red.

Sword Douluo shook his head.

"For the moment, I truly have no way to solve the problem you are facing."

Ma Hongjun withdrew his gaze in disappointment and submerged his entire body back into the pool once more.

He did not know how much time had passed.

When his groggy brain finally regained consciousness, Ma Hongjun poked his head out of the pool to find that the sky outside had already turned pitch black.

Not far away, a campfire crackled as the firewood burned.

Feeling that his body had returned to normal, Ma Hongjun nimbly climbed onto the bank.

"How is it?"

As the boy took off his clothes and nimbly shook them out, a familiar voice came from beside him.

Ma Hongjun was startled and hurriedly turned his head to look.

He saw Ye Ruilin sitting atop a boulder, looking down at him.

"Ah, Brother Ye, you haven't slept yet."

The night was deep; though he did not know the exact time, it was clearly the latter half of the night.

"It's fine, I was waiting for you here."

"Wear this set."

He took a set of clothes from his spatial ring and tossed them directly toward Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun scrambled to catch them, and as he touched the soft fabric in his hands, a flash of emotion crossed his eyes.

"Today should be the first time the Evil Fire within you has flared up."

"If my expectations are correct, once you begin formal cultivation, the Evil Fire in your body will only flare up more and more frequently."

Ye Ruilin spoke up.

Hearing Brother Ye talk about his own situation, Ma Hongjun's expression immediately turned serious.

Upon hearing Ye Ruilin say that the Evil Fire in his body would flare up with increasing frequency, his face turned deathly pale.

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

He had felt as if his entire being was being roasted dry by that flame within, a heart-wrenching and lung-tearing pain.

Seeing the look of fear on Ma Hongjun's face, Ye Ruilin patted him on the shoulder.

"Do not worry, there is actually a way to resolve this."

"The first method is to find a woman and vent the Evil Fire within you through the most primal of acts."

"This method treats the symptoms but not the root cause; you would need to vent the Evil Fire regularly, otherwise, you will still suffer from its backlash."

Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched after hearing this.

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

"The second method."

"Take this Nine Heavens Burning Fire Art."

"By cultivating this technique, the Evil Fire within you will come under your control. Once you achieve minor success, you will no longer need to rely on your martial soul to control the flames."

"You will be able to wield the flames yourself, and they will be the incredibly rigid and masculine Bingyang True Fire!"