Hey, Sister Tao, can we still make up?

"I always feel like something set me up. I actually got exiled to Douluo Continent." Xiao Yan glanced sideways at the sky, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Then his gaze fell on the stunning woman before him, who had lost her mind.

Her red hair danced with the flames. She had a tall, well-proportioned figure, her collar fluttering slightly over her exaggeratedly full curves. Her slender waist could be encircled with one hand, only for the lines of her hips to flare abruptly outward, her legs straight and shapely.

Yet her beautiful face was especially savage. Fierce flames burned in her eyes, and she had already lost all reason.

"Tsk, tsk. I never expected that this time, I'd be the one getting crashed into. Did she really lose control at such a convenient time?" Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow.

He had only just projected himself here when he ran into this. Though they had not exchanged identities, the identity of the person before him was obvious.

The wielder of the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, the Holy Spirit Cult's future Fire Phoenix Saintess, Sea God's Pavilion's future Master—Flame Demon Ma Xiaotao.

If he remembered correctly, Huo Yuhao's first encounter with her had also involved being rammed by an out-of-control Ma Xiaotao. If Skydream Iceworm had not intervened, Huo Yuhao probably would have died on the spot.

Then again, considering Huo Yuhao's luck, Xiao Yan felt that even if Skydream Iceworm had not acted, plenty of others would have.

He was more curious about why Ma Xiaotao had lost control again.

Thinking of a certain possibility, Xiao Yan immediately frowned. He released his soul power and investigated in the direction Ma Xiaotao had come from, his expression instantly darkening.

Damn Holy Spirit Cult.

He had not dealt much with the beasts from the Soul Hall, but he had long heard of the Holy Spirit Cult's vile reputation.

Sensing several victims there who were barely clinging to life, Xiao Yan instinctively wanted to take out some pills, only to remember that he had brought no external possessions with this projection.

Then he could only pick a lucky audience member at random.

Shrugging, Xiao Yan's soul power swiftly locked onto a Thousand-Year Wind Baboon hunting in the nearby mountains.

You, then.

Before long, after healing the injured with pure life essence and drawing a circle around them with the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame, Xiao Yan returned to Ma Xiaotao's side feeling refreshed.

He removed the Flame-Sealing Seal, which had already been somewhat corroded by the evil fire. Ignoring the overwhelming Evil Phoenix Flame that suddenly erupted, he slapped the lunging Ma Xiaotao back into the ground.

He lifted Ma Xiaotao's lovely chin with two fingers and examined her carefully.

This sort of violent older-sister type really hit his preferences. That heroic contrast made it all the more intense.

Ahem.

He was getting off track.

Xiao Yan always felt that the side effects of the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame were still haunting him.

Shaking his head, he casually glanced at the impressive expanse of pale softness before Ma Xiaotao's chest, then solemnly began examining the condition inside her body.

A wisp of pure white flame entered Ma Xiaotao's body through her skin. The first thing Xiao Yan sensed was that fierce, violent aura, followed by a scorching heat that swept over his consciousness.

This Evil Phoenix Flame was quite wicked. In every sense, it used desire to drive out reason—not merely that sort of desire, but every kind of impulse, like a savage beast.

If there were only tiny traces of black flame outside Ma Xiaotao's body, then within her, the Evil Phoenix Flame had already completely turned dark red. Only a blazing yet somewhat wavering scarlet flame remained steadfast within her body, resisting the evil fire's invasion. Yet beginning from its outer flames, it was still being eroded and transformed bit by bit.

This flame was actually quite high-grade. Xiao Yan's eyes lit up. Whether it was the pure flame at Ma Xiaotao's origin or the corrupted Evil Phoenix Flame surrounding it, both felt like tremendous nourishment to him.

It was far superior to ordinary beast flames.

The Samadhi True Fire flowed through her body, continuously purifying the evil fire within Ma Xiaotao.

Just as he was about to wake Ma Xiaotao, Xiao Yan suddenly raised an eyebrow. That wisp of natal flame within her seemed to have sensed his aura. After trembling violently at first, it actually took the initiative to lower its defenses.

"Th... thank you..." A trace of clarity flashed through Ma Xiaotao's muddled eyes. Through that wisp of flame, she could sense the sincerity of the person before her. She struggled to utter two words before losing her reason once more.

Xiao Yan froze for a moment and blinked. Ma Xiaotao had actually dropped all her defenses.

Could it be that the Samadhi True Fire carried information about him, allowing her to sense it?

Or was it his rather absurd romantic luck?

Though he had not figured it out, Xiao Yan did not hesitate. With his palms pressed against Ma Xiaotao's, vast Samadhi True Fire surged into her body.

Ma Xiaotao was not afraid that he would devour her, so what did he have to fear?

Carrying Ma Xiaotao's soul power along with it, Xiao Yan activated the Flame Mantra.

Boom!!!

The immense flames met the Evil Phoenix Flame like the blazing sun meeting snow, encountering not the slightest resistance.

The Myriad Beast Spirit Flame, long since transformed into one strand of the Samadhi True Fire, also began to exert its power. As their dual cultivation continued, Xiao Yan could clearly feel Ma Xiaotao's bloodline constantly being refined, while he too continuously received feedback from it.

Strands of Evil Phoenix Flame were continuously drawn into his body and thoroughly refined, then returned as pure flames to nourish Ma Xiaotao. The cycle repeated, their auras joining into one whole and rising without end.

The Samadhi True Fire gradually purified and elevated the Evil Phoenix Flame within Ma Xiaotao, burning and refining the tide-like negative emotions alongside it before Xiao Yan completely devoured them with the Flame Mantra.

These were all good things.

Whether it was the corrupted Evil Phoenix Flame or any other flame, Xiao Yan welcomed them all. The Myriad Beast Spirit Flame had completely become a part of his qi, merging into the Samadhi True Fire that unified the Three Treasures.

As he devoured the Evil Phoenix Flame, a phoenix phantom gradually appeared within the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame, and several bird phantoms within the spirit flame gained an added divine bearing.

Majestic divine radiance rose from Xiao Yan's body, pure white firelight tightly enveloping them both.

Who knew how long passed. The black flames dispersed, the dark red faded, and Ma Xiaotao let out a long breath of turbid air. Her eyelashes trembled. As though remembering something, a faint blush rose on her face, and she slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

The moon hung high in the night sky. Darkness covered the surroundings, with only the faint firelight around the two of them providing illumination.

The first thing she saw was a handsome youth sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. Noticing the pale white flames faintly burning around him with every breath, Ma Xiaotao could sense the especially intimate aura emanating from within him.

It was that brilliant firelight which, while she had struggled desperately against the Evil Phoenix Flame's devouring, had broken through the clouds like daylight, dispersing the evil fire and illuminating her spiritual world.

During their earlier cultivation, their souls and internal energies had completely intertwined. Though they had exchanged no words, she had come to understand the person before her quite deeply. Words could be disguised, but souls could not.

Xiao Yan's frankness had filled her trust and reliance on him to the brim.

And even though she had already transformed into Ultimate Fire, Ma Xiaotao still felt that the rank of the flames within Xiao Yan far surpassed hers. If she considered herself a king among flames, then Xiao Yan was the supreme sovereign of fire, the emperor of all flames.

Even among the ultimate, there were distinctions of superiority and inferiority.

This suddenly made Ma Xiaotao desperately want to find a touchstone to test her transformed strength. Though her soul power had diminished, its quality was utterly incomparable to before.

Only now did Ma Xiaotao suddenly realize that something was wrong. She had not reacted at first, fully immersed in the lingering afterglow of her previous transformation.

Her gaze landed on the faint ashes beside Xiao Yan. Looking carefully at him, Ma Xiaotao's eyes went blank. Every inch of Xiao Yan's skin was filled with masculine vigor, and for some reason, it left her slightly dazed. As her gaze gradually moved down from Xiao Yan's face—

"!!!"