Evil Fire Chaos Origin

On the other side, on the outskirts of the forest near Shrek.

Flender was scowling as he led Ma Hongjun through the dense brush, searching for a suitable fire-attribute spirit beast.

The mere thought of Su Ming's stubborn, aloof attitude before they left made Flender feel a sense of frustration, as if he were watching potential go to waste.

He stopped in his tracks and spoke to Ma Hongjun with earnest gravity, "Hongjun, you saw it today—Su Ming is far too arrogant!"

"The spirit master world has thousands of years of deep-rooted spirit soul theory; how could a six-year-old child who just awakened his spirit possibly fathom it?"

"He refuses to walk the righteous path, insisting on some deviant attribute. If he absorbs that spirit ring, in a few years, the evil fire within him will spiral out of control and ruin him completely! You must never follow his example, do you understand?"

Ma Hongjun immediately slapped his chest with a resounding thud, loudly promising, "Don't worry, Teacher! I'm not as stupid as he is!"

"If he doesn't listen to your guidance, he won't even know what hit him when he meets his end!"

"I'll listen to you and stick to the fire attribute! Once I obtain a powerful flame spirit ring and become a true Golden Phoenix, I'll make that arrogant fool green with envy!"

"Haha, good! You truly are my fine disciple!"

Hearing Ma Hongjun's declaration, the gloomy look on Flender's face finally gave way to a gratified smile.

"Come, let us hunt for the most suitable fire-attribute spirit ring for you today!"

Three days later.

Ma Hongjun finished his hunt and returned to the dormitory.

The moment he stepped inside, he didn't even bother to brush the dust off his clothes before rushing over to Su Ming to flaunt his results.

"Su Ming, look at my first spirit ring!"

Ma Hongjun shouted, his body trembling slightly as a burst of red-yellow flame erupted from within him.

Although his appearance after the spirit possession still resembled a chubby chicken, the temperature of the flames was certainly not low.

Following this, a bright yellow century-level spirit ring rose slowly from beneath his feet.

Ma Hongjun held his head high, his face full of pride. "My first spirit skill is called Phoenix Fire Line! This is pure, explosive fire—it can char a large tree to a crisp! Teacher says I'm an absolute genius of the assault system!"

At this moment, Su Ming was sitting on a wooden chair in the dormitory, flipping through a book.

Hearing the boast, he didn't even lift his eyelids, his tone cold and perfunctory. "Oh, that's nice."

Seeing Su Ming's reaction, the excitement on Ma Hongjun's face instantly stiffened.

He had expected Su Ming to show envy or shock, especially since his spirit skill was so impressive and followed the most correct fire-attribute path.

But Su Ming's attitude was as if he had heard something trivial, which left Ma Hongjun feeling deeply annoyed.

However, Ma Hongjun was still able to restrain himself.

Suppressing his irritation, he put on a facade of feigned concern. "Su Ming, what are the effects of your first spirit skill from that evil attribute? Tell me about it."

Hearing the question, Su Ming finally looked up at Ma Hongjun.

He didn't hide anything, his tone flat. "My first spirit skill is called Evil Fire Chaos Origin."

"Evil Fire Chaos Origin? What does it do?" Ma Hongjun asked.

Su Ming explained, "The effect is simple: when my evil flames touch an enemy, they instantly ignite the energy within the target, causing their spirit power to become chaotic and disrupting their ability to condense it for a short time."

Su Ming continued, "At the same time, this evil fire acts like a parasite, clinging to the opponent and constantly devouring their spirit power to feed back into my own."

Ma Hongjun only half-understood.

To a six-year-old, terms like "energy chaos" and "meridian reversal" sounded too abstract and lacked any visual impact.

Therefore, Ma Hongjun frowned and asked what he considered the most critical question. "But what about its attack power? Can it blast through a tree as thick as a bowl like mine can?"

Su Ming knew exactly what kind of answer the fatty wanted to hear.

He smiled faintly and uttered two words: "It cannot."

Hearing this, Ma Hongjun immediately perked up.

He puffed out his chest, placed his hands on his hips, and burst into laughter. "I knew it! Just devouring and chaos, with no direct attack power—that's useless! In a spirit master battle, it's all about the burst!"

Ma Hongjun walked over to Su Ming, patted him on the shoulder, and said smugly, "Su Ming, take a piece of advice from a brother: it's not too late to turn back."

"Give up that evil attribute early and follow Teacher Flender to focus on fire; that's the righteous path."

"But don't be afraid. If anyone bullies you in the future, just drop my name, Ma Hongjun. I'll have your back!"

Seeing him like this, Su Ming couldn't be bothered to say anything more.

Time would be the judge of right and wrong.

In the time that followed, life at the academy flew by.

During the day, Su Ming followed the routine, attending classes, eating on time, and participating in physical training.

In his daily conduct, he was beyond reproach.

Flender observed all of this and, believing that Su Ming had turned over a new leaf, felt deeply gratified.

"It is just a pity that the first spirit ring was wasted."

However, it did not matter; as long as the second spirit ring absorbed the fire attribute, Su Ming could still be pulled back onto the right path.

Yet, Flender had no idea that Su Ming was a well-behaved boy by day, but a rebellious youth by night.

Every night.

When Ma Hongjun's thunderous snoring echoed through the dormitory, Su Ming would sit cross-legged on his bed alone, frantically circulating the Evil Devour within his body amidst the darkness.

Night after night, the evil-attribute power tirelessly gnawed away at that massive fire-attribute origin.

Under the constant devouring, the phenomenon of evil fire disturbances had almost vanished, and his martial soul had become colder, purer, and filled with an awe-inspiring, sinister aura.

In the blink of an eye, two years and eight months passed.

Finally, on this day, the meridians within Su Ming's body shook violently.

His spirit power quietly broke through its original bottleneck, reaching level twenty!

On the very day he broke through to level twenty, Su Ming was summoned by Flender to the dean's office.

Pushing open the office door, Flender was sitting behind his desk.

Seeing Su Ming walk in, Flender put down what he was holding, his gaze sweeping over Su Ming like a hawk.

"Su Ming, congratulations on breaking through to level twenty."

"Many thanks, Dean." Su Ming's tone was calm.

Flender nodded and continued, "You both have innate level nine spirit power and the same Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul, yet Ma Hongjun is still stuck at level eighteen while you have already reached level twenty. I have seen your hard work over these past two years."

"Many thanks, Dean." Su Ming's expression remained unchanged; he knew Flender must have other matters to discuss.

Sure enough, Flender's previously softened expression gradually darkened.

He stared fixedly at Su Ming, his eyes as sharp as blades, "Tell me honestly, are you still secretly cultivating that evil attribute?"