Ma Xiaotao: You're Still Alive!

Xuan Zi raised his palm and struck, his Soul Power surging into it, the earthen-yellow giant palm pressing down on Zhongli Wu's head. The pebbles at Zhongli Wu's feet were crushed and bounced up one after another, his black robe clinging to his body.

He stopped smiling and raised his right arm.

The Death God Demon Puppet behind him tumbled, and a giant skeletal claw emerged from the black mist, its five fingers spread wide, crashing into the giant palm.

"Boom!"

Two streams of Soul Power exploded at the edge of the spring, lifting up entire slabs of bluestone on the bank, which were crushed before they even hit the ground.

Xuan Zi stared at him, increasing the pressure in his palm.

Zhongli Wu gritted his teeth and straightened his arms, pushing away the giant hand pressing down on his head. Before he could even regain his balance, a blinding white light suddenly shone from his side.

Yan Shaozhe has already made his move.

He gathered the Phoenix Flame at his fingertips, condensing them into a slender fire spear. Taking advantage of the fact that the two people's Soul Power had not yet calmed down, the fire spear passed under the bone claw and went straight for Zhongli Wu's side!

The distance was too close; the flames were right in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Zhongli Wu barely managed to twist his waist when the fire spear grazed the hem of his robe, the scorching heat making his side burn.

The bone claw scooped down, grabbed the back half of the fire spear, and forcefully stopped it.

Yan Shaozhe clenched his fist, his two fingers together, ready to unleash the Soul Power within.

"Bang!"

Phoenix Flame exploded between his fingers, followed by several balls of white fire landing on Zhongli Wu's sleeves.

He swung his arm to shatter it, glanced down at the charred black robe, and when he looked up again, his gaze had already passed over Xuan Zi and landed on Yan Shaozhe.

"Dean Yan, you certainly know how to pick your timing."

A cluster of white flames lit up between Yan Shaozhe's fingers again, while Xuan Zi took a step forward, once again blocking Zhongli Wu's gaze from him, and then shouted:

"Jing Hongchen!"

"You've come here only to obtain the Immortal Herb! Why bother standing up for an Evil Soul Master!"

"If you help me capture Zhongli Wu today, I will personally offer you a celestial herb most suitable for your grandson to refine his Martial Soul!"

Jing Hongchen's level-eight charged Soul Cannon, which was about to lock on, paused slightly, and the dangerous red light at the muzzle dimmed.

His gaze fell upon the plant Soul Beast in the herb garden.

Xiao Hongchen's eagerness for quick success and instant benefits, Meng Hongchen's hidden dangers of poison...

The offer Xuan Zi made was exactly what he wanted.

Seeing his hesitation, Zhongli Wu had just shattered the flames, snorted coldly:

"Master Jing, don't rush to agree."

"You'd better look into that cold spring; there's someone lying in there."

Jing Hongchen's heart skipped a beat, and her gaze followed Zhongli Wu's line of sight to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Jing Hongchen's heart, which had just begun to heat up, cooled down immediately. The muzzle of his level-eight Soul Cannon lit up red again, but this time it did not lock onto Yan Shaozhe. Instead, it hovered beside him and went into a ready-to-fire state.

Shrek dared to kill a king in public, which already showed their lack of scruples. In Jing Hongchen's eyes, Xuan Zi's current promises were not as ethical as those of Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Evil Soul Master.

Heaven Dou City, the night was deep.

Gu Mingyuan stepped on the withered branches, following the signal left by Feng Ling's previous message, and stopped in front of an abandoned farmhouse.

The courtyard gate was half-open, and Zhang Peng was leaning against the door frame, resting with his eyes closed.

He opened his eyes upon hearing footsteps, his gaze lingered on Gu Mingyuan for a moment, then he tilted his head towards the inner room:

"Go in, the Vice Cult Master is waiting for you inside."

Gu Mingyuan pushed open the door and entered.

The room was simply furnished with only a kang (a heated brick bed). His gaze fell directly on the kang, and he paused.

A woman in red lay on the couch, her eyes closed, her brows furrowed in pain, and seven or eight heavy Soul Power restrictions placed on her body.

Feng Ling stood by the kang (a heated brick bed), clearly in a very good mood. Seeing Gu Mingyuan enter, a smile curved her lips.

"You recognized me?"

"Ma Xiaotao." Gu Mingyuan took two steps closer.

"The person you sent me to come and meet you, is she the one?"

Shrek was eager to take her to the Herb Garden in the Poison Miasma miasma, hoping to use the Immortal Herb to cleanse her of her Evil Fire.

Feng Ling nodded, and a wisp of Phoenix Evil Fire danced at her fingertips:

"It's a pity they're so willing to spend that much."

As the flames from Feng Ling's fingertips drew closer, the Evil Fire within Ma Xiaotao's body, which had been barely suppressed, instantly stirred up.

Strange black and red patterns appeared on her fair skin, and a blurry phoenix silhouette faintly emerged behind her.

As Feng Ling gazed at the illusory figure, the light in her eyes grew ever brighter:

"The Phoenix Flame has mutated; placing such a top-tier Martial Soul in Shrek is like putting the Sea God in a cesspool!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Ling released her Evil Phoenix Martial Soul.

Thick, dark red flames enveloped Ma Xiaotao completely.

Two phoenix phantoms, though of the same origin, were different from each other. They approached each other in mid-air, and their shared evil aura instantly invaded Ma Xiaotao's meridians.

"Well--!"

Ma Xiaotao shuddered in pain, her tightly closed eyes snapping open. Before her eyes was a dark red, Evil Fire, and she instinctively tried to unleash her Soul Power to resist.

But as soon as she moved, the seven or eight restrictions placed on her body by the two Hyper Douluo tightened step by step, pressing her back onto the bed like chains, making her unable to move an inch.

In the midst of her struggle, her gaze pierced through the firelight and she saw Gu Mingyuan standing at the foot of the bed.

Ma Xiaotao's breath caught in her throat, and for a moment she forgot to resist:

"Gu Mingyuan?"

"You... you're still alive?!"

Before Gu Mingyuan could answer, Feng Ling beside him chuckled softly:

"Of course he's alive."

"How could your Shrek possibly control the Holy Son of my Holy Cult?"

Ma Xiaotao's eyes widened suddenly. "The Holy Son?!"

She looked at Gu Mingyuan in disbelief, the shock in her eyes quickly replaced by anger and contempt:

"You... you actually associated with this Evil Soul Master..."

Before she could finish cursing, Feng Ling raised her hand and pressed it directly onto the top of her head.

"Ah!"

The power of the Evil Phoenix poured into the Heavenly Court, forcing Ma Xiaotao to swallow back the words she was about to say, and she cried out in pain as she curled up.

After subduing Ma Xiaotao, Feng Ling took out an exquisite black porcelain bottle from her sleeve.

Through the translucent bottle walls, one could see that it contained some kind of thick, black liquid, which looked quite sinister. But if it was produced by the Holy Spirit Cult, it was probably rather sacred.

Her fingers gripped the bottle stopper, and she stopped abruptly just as she was about to pull it off.

Gu Mingyuan looked up and clearly saw that the smile on Feng Ling's lips had faded.

After a moment of silence, Feng Ling handed the black medicine bottle to Gu Mingyuan:

"I'll leave the rest to you."

"What do you want me to do?" Gu Mingyuan, his expression unchanged.

"This medicine can suppress her mind while simultaneously stimulating the Evil Fire Origin Source within her." Feng Ling stared into Gu Mingyuan's eyes.

"Give it to her, then use the magic power within your Martial Soul to gradually guide the medicine into the Martial Soul Origin. I'll hold her down for you."

Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, Electrolux's voice resounded simultaneously:

"This woman is acting strangely, and the medicine is also suspicious. Be careful."