At dusk, inside the Guest's Residence Hotel,
"Little Fatty, long time no see."
Ouyang Ling had finally met Ma Hongjun again after all these years. And sure enough, that extra bit of interference back then had greatly changed his life. At the very least, he no longer seemed lecherous in temperament and instead appeared rather honest.
"Big Brother Ouyang."
Recognizing his visitor, Ma Hongjun scratched his head sheepishly. "I really had you to thank back then. Otherwise, my..."
"Ah—"
Ouyang Ling waved a hand, signaling that there was no need to say more.
"That's all in the past. Tell me instead, how is the flaw in your martial soul now?"
"Oh, okay..."
Ma Hongjun did not hide anything from Ouyang Ling.
Before long, Ouyang Ling learned from Ma Hongjun that the flaw in his martial soul still remained. However, following Ouyang Ling's advice, he had chosen a Purgatory Hound as his first soul ring and had luckily gained the soul skill Fire Lure, preventing the Evil Fire from possessing him.
Still, the Evil Fire had to be released somehow.
Yet whenever he used his soul skill to draw out the Evil Fire and release it outside his body, he discovered that the externalized flames actually burned his fat, making the Evil Fire even more powerful.
Based on that trait, he had an idea: when he needed to vent the Evil Fire, he would let it burn more fiercely with the help of his fat before using his first soul skill to devour it.
This way,
he could achieve a momentary burst of enhanced power.
"Not bad." After hearing him out, Ouyang Ling clapped in praise. "You actually managed to develop your first soul skill further based on your own characteristics."
Different ways of dealing with the Evil Fire had ultimately