The lower abdomen wasn't a particularly sensitive spot, but Ma Xiaotao was still an untouched maiden who had never let another man touch her there. She couldn't help feeling a little uneasy when she made the request.
The person purifying her Evil Fire was her junior martial uncle, but at the end of the day, he was just a young man her own age-and Ling Luochen's man at that.
For a moment, she didn't know whether she was embarrassed or thrilled at the prospect of stealing Ling Luochen's man right in front of her.
Sure enough...
"Ma Xiaotao, I knew you were a slutty chicken..."
Ling Luochen was on edge now too. She had felt that there was something a hundred percent wrong with Ma Xiaotao the moment she saw her early that morning. Was she trying to seduce her man right in front of her?
"Ling Luochen, what are you talking about?!"
Seeing that the two women were on the verge of another argument, Yu Tianqing turned and glared at Ling Luochen:
"Luochen, you don't trust me!"
"Tianqing, that's not it. Ma Xiaotao is going too far!"
"I'm her junior martial uncle. I'm only helping a junior resolve a cultivation problem this time. Do you doubt my character?"
"Tianqing, let me explain."
Seeing Yu Tianqing's stern face, Ling Luochen felt insecure. Tianqing won't think I'm a controlling woman, will he? Maybe being too overbearing isn't good either.
She lowered her head and replied meekly:
"Tianqing, I know I was wrong."
Seeing that the two women could finally settle down, Yu Tianqing nodded in satisfaction:
That was how a sigma man behaved.
He looked at Ma Xiaotao and raised his eyebrows, signaling that they could begin.
Ma Xiaotao blinked, a little puzzled:
"Junior martial uncle, why are you looking at me?"
"Lift your shirt. What, can your clothes withstand my electric shocks?" Yu Tianqing rolled his eyes.
"Oh, oh, right."
Ma Xiaotao turned her head away, her cheeks flushing. Slowly, she placed her hands on the hem of her shirt and lifted it, revealing her lower abdomen and the faint outlines of six abdominal muscles.
Her skin was very fair. Unlike Ling Luochen's cool, pale complexion, Ma Xiaotao's skin was luminous white with a healthy rosy glow.
Perhaps because she had been affected by her fire Martial Soul for so long, her skin had a texture like braised squab: fine and smooth, firm yet supple.
In short, it was very dewy.
With Ling Luochen watching from the side, Yu Tianqing had no time to admire her. He placed his left palm over Ma Xiaotao's lower abdomen, and Yang Lightning burst from his fingertips, penetrating her skin.
At first, Ma Xiaotao felt a pleasant tingling, a little warmth and a little itch. It was extremely comfortable.
But as time passed and Yu Tianqing increased his output, the Evil Fire in her body seemed to sense danger and tried to scatter through her meridians to every part of her body.
She let out a muffled moan, and an unnatural flush appeared on her pretty face.
Yu Tianqing also noticed the Evil Fire's strange behavior. His gaze sharpened, and brilliant arcs of electricity surged from his hand into Ma Xiaotao's body.
The sudden jolt made Ma Xiaotao shudder. Her hair flew, her beautiful peach-red eyes widened, and her legs involuntarily squeezed together. Rising onto her toes, she strained forward, her big peaches threatening to spill out.
Seeing that Ma Xiaotao was unsteady on her feet, Ling Luochen reached out to support her swaying body, keeping her from falling into Yu Tianqing's arms.
Yu Tianqing had no time to admire any of this. He was concentrating fully on dealing with the Evil Fire.
A cage of lightning appeared without warning and trapped the Evil Fire, preventing it from moving freely. It could only crash against the electric light, but every contact left it covered in wounds.
Yang Lightning was simply too effective against such an evil thing.
The cage of lightning gradually tightened, intent on wiping out the Evil Fire completely.
The Evil Fire also sensed the danger. Ignoring its injuries, it battered the cage of lightning again and again.
With every collision, Ma Xiaotao's body trembled. Within moments, fragrant sweat covered her body and soaked through her clothes.
Ma Xiaotao's muffled moans and soft gasps rang out in the room.
What a slutty chicken!
Ling Luochen cursed inwardly, but when she saw that Yu Tianqing had closed his eyes completely and had no intention of admiring the glimpse of spring before him, she nodded in satisfaction:
My man really is better. I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have doubted Tianqing. Tianqing is such an upright person, and Ma Xiaotao is so annoying. How could he possibly be interested in her?
Ling Luochen, oh Ling Luochen, you mustn't grow arrogant just because you're doted on. Since you love him, you should trust him.
Finally, with a moan of relief from Ma Xiaotao, all the strength seemed to leave her delicate body, and she collapsed straight into Ling Luochen's arms.
Yu Tianqing withdrew his hand at that moment as well, drawing in his Qi as he carefully sensed the changes.
Just as he had expected, after purifying all of Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire this time, he had received cultivation feedback as well.
Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire coexisted with her Martial Soul Origin. This time amounted to giving her a thorough deep cleaning, but after a while, the Evil Fire would appear again.
Unless she obtained a stronger fire origin that would give her a way to expel the Evil Fire herself, there was simply no way to eliminate it.
Ma Xiaotao's ancestor was Ma Hongjun, who had become a god ten thousand years ago. He had consumed the Immortal Herb Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower and the inner core of the Ten-headed Fierce Yang Serpent in succession, yet Ma Xiaotao still suffered from the Evil Fire.
From this, it could be seen that even if one consumed treasures such as Immortal Herbs, the Evil Fire was inherent in the bloodline, something akin to genes.
Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire had not disappeared completely either; it had merely gone into hiding.
Yu Tianqing opened his eyes to see Ma Xiaotao lying on the floor, nestled in Ling Luochen's arms.
Her chest rose and fell violently, fragrant sweat poured off her, and she was panting for breath.
Her fair skin was covered in a rosy flush that stirred the imagination.
Ma Xiaotao's eyelashes fluttered twice, and she lifted her eyelids. Her gaze was somewhat dazed, as though her mind had been emptied. All she felt now was that her whole body had relaxed considerably, leaving her floating in bliss.
This purification of her Evil Fire had been more effective than any before. She could barely sense the slightest influence from it.
In the past, she had always relied on the ice and water attributes to suppress it. This time, she finally understood what purification meant.
It was like waking from an exceptionally good afternoon nap, so blissful that she didn't want to get up.
"Ma Xiaotao, how long are you planning to lie there? Your stinky sweat is all over me. Get up."
The figure before Ma Xiaotao's eyes gradually came into focus. It was Ling Luochen, urging her to get up quickly.
She was in a good mood and had no intention of taking issue with Ling Luochen. She wrapped her arms around Ling Luochen's neck, leaned close to her ear, and smiled slyly:
"Junior martial aunt, your man really is better. He doesn't cause heartburn when I use him."
"Ma Xiaotao, you!"
Ling Luochen's temper flared instantly, and she moved to throw Ma Xiaotao off her.
But Ma Xiaotao was quicker. She sprang nimbly to her feet, and flames rose around her, drying her soaked clothes, though they were still somewhat wrinkled.
She waved to Yu Tianqing as she headed out of the room:
"Junior martial uncle, that method of yours is great. I'll definitely come to you again next time."