The Loss of Her First Kiss

Wang Dong stared at everything unfolding before her, her beautiful pink-blue eyes widening bit by bit.

On the lawn.

The air in the field seemed to solidify.

What the hell kind of absurd plot twist was this?

One second ago, that bastard had been seriously researching some second martial soul.

The next second, a crazy woman resembling a fireball had fallen out of nowhere.

She pinned Huo Yuhao to the grass in one swift move.

That alone would have been one thing.

What Wang Dong found most unacceptable was that the red-haired woman had actually pressed her mouth to his and begun wildly gnawing at Huo Yuhao's lips.

She had not seen wrong. She was gnawing.

It was practically like she was chewing on a delicious meat bone.

Not only was there no technique whatsoever, there were even sounds of sucking that made one blush.

Boom.

Wang Dong felt as though the nerves in her brain had snapped at that very instant.

An indescribable evil fire burst from the depths of her heart, fiercer even than the flames on Ma Xiaotao's body.

She clenched her teeth tightly, and even the corners of her eyes reddened.

I've guarded this pig so carefully every day and never even dared do anything to him.

Where did you wild woman come from, daring to steal him from me?!

Unforgivable.

The surrounding air began twisting violently beneath the intense fluctuations of her emotions.

Large amounts of light-element energy were drawn in, forming glittering golden motes around Wang Dong.

"Let him go!"

Wang Dong roared.

She did not even have time to release her martial soul before clenching her fists and charging forward, ready to fight for her life.

Elsewhere.

Ma Xiaotao was completely unaware of the anger outside.

Or rather, she had no energy left to care about anything else.

So cool.

So comfortable.

As their lips remained tightly pressed together, that bone-piercing extreme chill poured into her body like a life-saving elixir.

The rampaging evil fire immediately began to retreat as though it had encountered its natural enemy upon meeting that pure source of ice elemental power.

A trace of clarity gradually returned to Ma Xiaotao's pale pink eyes, which had been filled with violence.

Then.

Shame washed over her reason like a tsunami.

Good heavens.

What was she doing?

She had actually pinned a junior several years younger than herself to the ground and kissed him.

She looked like some ravenous female pervert who had been single for eight hundred years and had finally encountered a living man.

If anyone saw this, she might as well jump into Sea God Lake and drown herself tomorrow.

Her reason told her that she should immediately push the boy in her arms away and find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But...

Her body refused to obey.

Not only did she not want to let go, she even instinctively hugged him tighter.

Because that cool, soothing sensation was simply too intoxicating.

After more than ten years of being tortured by evil fire until she wished she were dead, this was the first drop of sweetness she had ever experienced.

Noticing that Wang Dong was about to rush over.

A look of resolve flashed through Ma Xiaotao's eyes.

Whatever. She had already taken advantage of him, and if this matter was not completely resolved today, she would sooner or later suffer a cultivation deviation.

What was wrong with borrowing this junior's body for a while?

At worst, she could compensate him a few more times later.

With that thought, Ma Xiaotao stopped hesitating.

Accompanied by a high, piercing phoenix cry, blazing wings of flame suddenly spread behind her.

She scooped Huo Yuhao up in her arms, transforming into a red fiery meteor.

One second before Wang Dong reached them, she shot into the sky and vanished into the vast night.

She shot into the sky and vanished into the vast night.

"Huo Yuhao!"

Wang Dong's furious roar echoed across the empty lawn.

Her voice carried a touch of helpless panic, along with intense jealousy.

In the sky.

Huo Yuhao's arms were pinned tightly against him, leaving him no choice but to lie stiffly in Ma Xiaotao's embrace like a wooden doll.

At that moment, ten thousand alpacas were stampeding through his heart.

He had been forcibly kissed.

An adult who had lived two lives had actually been abducted by a crazy woman through such an extremely barbaric method.

The crucial part was that this position was far too humiliating.

Ma Xiaotao's wild face was practically pressed against his.

Her soft lips clung to his mouth like an octopus.

Forget speaking—he was having trouble even breathing.

Are you a dog or something?

Are you gnawing on me like I'm a pork knuckle?

Feeling the astonishing heat radiating from her body, enough to nearly roast someone alive, Huo Yuhao furrowed his brows slightly.

The Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul.

That unfortunate Ma Xiaotao from Shrek's inner courtyard?

Before he could figure out how to escape, Ma Xiaotao had already begun descending at high speed with him.

After a dizzying whirl.

A dull impact sounded.

The two of them seemed to have crashed through some door.

Sea God Island, a woman's chambers.

It was a bathroom filled with a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Cold water sprayed from a soul-tool showerhead on the wall, instantly soaking both of them.

Now that they were here.

Huo Yuhao finally saw just how terrifying the sight before him was.

After that recent rampage, the fitted outfit Ma Xiaotao had worn outside had long since burned to ash.

Now, only a pitifully small amount of close-fitting undergarments remained on that incredibly fiery, sexy body—enough to make any man's blood race.

Yet she remained completely unaware as she pinned him tightly against the bathroom tiles.

Their bodies were pressed together without the slightest gap.

The cold water from the shower poured over them, accompanied by the extreme ice chill emanating from Huo Yuhao's body.

Thick white mist filled the entire bathroom.

Under the cleansing effect of that double cooling, the evil fire within Ma Xiaotao was finally completely suppressed.

The chaotic, violent fluctuations of her soul power also gradually calmed.

The crisis was over.

No one knew how much time passed.

Finally.

Ma Xiaotao's tense body relaxed.

She slowly released the hands around Huo Yuhao's neck and separated their tightly pressed lips.

The moment Huo Yuhao was free, he immediately leaned against the wall, his chest heaving violently.

He gulped down the air mixed with the fragrance of shower gel.

That had been suffocating as hell.

He had nearly become the first soul master in Douluo Continent's history to be kissed to death by a woman.

He finally managed to catch his breath.

But when he looked up, his gaze happened to fall on Ma Xiaotao's completely unguarded figure.

Long, straight legs and a slender waist that could be grasped in one hand.

Together with the water flowing over those full curves.

Huo Yuhao's eyes suddenly froze.

He felt a rush of hot blood shoot from his neck straight to his head.

Something warm seemed ready to flow from his nose.

Though he now possessed the body of an eleven-year-old boy, that did not stop him from appreciating this peak level of sexiness with an adult's eyes.

If she had been at a university in his previous life, she would definitely have been the kind of fiery goddess one would feel was blasphemous to even glance at.

Not to mention this soaked, near-bare temptation—it was simply impossible to resist.

If he did not react at all, he could go take the imperial eunuch examination.

Across from him.

Ma Xiaotao also stiffened all over.

She looked at the innocent-faced boy before her, whose eyes were nevertheless exceptionally clear.

Her heart began pounding wildly.

Recalling everything that had just happened, she wished she could die on the spot.

This was an unopened flower bud.

What kind of beastly thing had she just done to this junior?

She usually seemed fierce, frightening the inner courtyard's younger students out of their wits at the slightest provocation.

But in truth.

Because of the evil fire, she had never even held a man's hand. She was a genuine untouched maiden.

And now she had pinned a young boy in the bathroom and kissed him wildly.

This was social death at its absolute worst.

The two stared at each other in the cramped bathroom.

An indescribable awkwardness and ambiguity filled the air.

Just as Ma Xiaotao stood at a loss, preparing to make up some excuse and brush it off,

Outside the door.

Urgent knocking suddenly shattered the silence.

"Xiaotao!"

"Xiaotao, are you in there?"

Upon hearing that voice, one she knew all too well, Ma Xiaotao turned completely to stone.

Ma Xiaotao turned completely to stone.

It was Yan Shaozhe.

He was the dean of the Martial Soul Department, as well as her adoptive father.

What should she do?

Ma Xiaotao's mind buzzed.

If the old man saw her wearing nothing but underwear, hiding in a mist-filled bathroom with a half-grown junior.

The image was simply too beautiful to imagine.