The next day.
"Little Sister Tang Ya really has gotten a bit... 'fuller.'"
As they walked down the street, Huo Yutong gestured with perfect seriousness, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.
"This Sect Leader's Martial Soul merely affected her. I needed to replenish a little life force, that's all. You just happened to catch me at my lowest."
"Ah! I really can't take this anymore~"
Tang Ya pouted and jabbed a slender finger indignantly into Tang Qi's chest.
"It's all your fault! What nonsense did you tell Yutong?"
"I didn't say you were fat."
Tang Qi pressed a hand to his forehead, a helpless smile tugging at his lips. "I was complimenting your figure."
Last night, when he saw Haki Ya on the verge of corruption, Tang Qi—the great, pure-hearted Tang Sect Leader—had been overcome with compassion.
He had no choice but to emulate the sages of old. At tremendous personal risk, he made contact at zero distance and sealed Haki Ya away.
The hollow, fallen girl had to be filled inch by inch with the mighty life force of justice, her sins slowly washed clean through contact.
As everyone knew, to straighten what was crooked, one had to bend it too far the other way!
But just as Tang Qi prepared to thoroughly "correct" Tang Ya's gluttony...
Perhaps Tang Ya had absorbed too much life force and grown light-headed, or perhaps it was something else. Mid-kiss, her delicate body spasmed, her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed unconscious.
"..."
"Seriously?"
Huo Yutong tilted her head and blinked her large, watery eyes. A huge question mark might as well have appeared above her head.
Had Little Sister Tang Ya's Martial Soul gone out of control again?
"Of course!" Tang Ya spread her hands, the picture of innocence. Her doe eyes