Chapter 295 A Pancake That Makes You Stuffed.
"You wouldn't believe me even if I told you, you're so hard to please. If we're not sparring, then I'm leaving." Wu Xuan pouted and turned to leave.
"Wait! Wu Xuan, let's have a match! If I win, you have to tell me the truth. I don't believe such a clumsy lie as smuggling." Xiao Hongchen said calmly.
"Let's do it!" Wu Xuan turned around and appeared in the center of the Soul Arena in the next moment.
Xiao Hongchen was stunned. He was just thinking about what conditions he could ask Wu Xuan to agree to, but he didn't expect Wu Xuan to agree without even thinking.
Clenching his fist, Xiao Hongchen also resolutely stepped onto the Soul Arena.
Another round of crushing the weak began, but it has to be said that Xiao Hongchen's perseverance was truly extraordinary. His combat power had improved more than a little compared to half a year ago.
The battle lasted for nearly half an hour, until Xiao Hongchen collapsed to the ground exhausted, unable to even hold his greatsword steadily. Only then did the sparring finally end.
"Brother! Brother! Are you alright!" Meng Hongchen rushed onto the Soul Arena to help the disheveled Xiao Hongchen up.
"This guy is getting more and more freakish." Meng Hongchen glanced at Wu Xuan and muttered to himself.
"Wu Xuan, what do you mean by raising your hand?" Xiao Hongchen wiped the sweat and dust from his forehead and looked at Wu Xuan's actions in surprise.
"Can't you see? What I mean is that you successfully made me use half of my strength in this sparring match. Keep it up!" Wu Xuan smiled slightly, and the next moment he leaped up and his figure was already off the Soul Arena.
"Fifty percent of my strength?" Xiao Hongchen almost choked with anger when he heard this.
The gap was getting wider and wider. What did his nearly one year of hard training amount to?
"Flying without external aids? Is this a Soul Saint?" Meng Hongchen stared incredulously at Wu Xuan's disappearing figure in the sky.
Under the high-hanging silver moon, Wu Xuan, who had been soaking in a medicinal bath for nearly two hours in his room, slowly opened his eyes. Feeling the glass-like luster of his body, he couldn't help but smile with delight.
"As expected of the high-quality herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, the medicinal effects are truly amazing." Clenching his fists, Wu Xuan felt that he could kill a Soul Master with a single punch using only his physical strength.
After getting dressed, Wu Xuan stretched lazily, his thoughts already soaring to the heavens. The immortal herb, the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower—he had promised Xiao Tao for so long, it was time to fulfill his promise. Thinking this, Wu Xuan left the room.
Inside Ma Xiao Tao's room, intense fire-attribute soul power circulated, radiating waves of heat. Although she was now the head of the outer courtyard's teaching department, she still returned to the inner courtyard to rest every night. Meditating in her room near the Golden Ancient Tree to slightly accelerate her cultivation was secondary; the most important thing was that she was waiting for someone.
Recalling the rumors she'd heard today, Ma Xiaotao's tightly closed brows furrowed slightly. Just as her heart grew increasingly unsettled, she suddenly heard a crisp knock at the door.
Ma Xiaotao opened her eyes and looked at the hazy figure outside the window. A genuine smile suddenly appeared on her bright, beautiful face. She quickly slipped off her rather formal white shirt and pencil skirt, replacing them with a thin black nightgown.
"Creak~!" The wooden door opened, and Ma Xiaotao leaned against the doorframe, a faint, mischievous smile playing on her lips. "What brings you here tonight? Where's your little sister Xiao Xiao?"
Looking at Ma Xiaotao's attire, Wu Xuan felt a surge of heat instantly fill his body. The nightgown Ma Xiaotao wore barely covered her thighs, only concealing the fullest part of her legs.
Her upper body was even more exaggerated, with a slightly loose belt wrapped around her slender waist, her round and full breasts seemingly about to burst out, creating an extremely exaggerated curve. Under the bright white soul-guided lamplight in the room, Ma Xiaotao's exposed skin was almost dazzlingly white.
Wu Xuan stepped forward and put his arm around Ma Xiaotao's fragrant shoulder, a smile involuntarily appearing on his lips:
"Even if I don't have time, I will make time to come, okay? Besides, how can that little girl compare to you!"
When Xiao Xiao was injured earlier, Ma Xiaotao not only didn't interfere, but also helped Wu Xuan a lot. Wu Xuan was very happy for that alone, because given Ma Xiaotao's temperament, her willingness to do this showed that her feelings for him were genuine.
Ma Xiaotao broke free from Wu Xuan's embrace, her tone full of resentment. "Ice and Snow Maiden, the ultimate ice and snow martial soul, a soul bone, and an orange-gold soul ring that has never appeared before—it makes me so jealous!"
As she spoke, Ma Xiaotao glanced at Wu Xuan, her gaze seemingly saying, "Come and coax me, or you won't be coming into my room tonight!"
Wu Xuan smiled faintly, pointing to his storage soul tool at his side. The next moment, a large, fiery red flower appeared. This flower was surrounded by blazing red soul power, its tip resembling a rooster's comb, its veins a noble crimson gold—its extraordinary nature was immediately apparent.
The scorching soul power surged through her, and in that instant, Ma Xiaotao felt her Phoenix bloodline become incredibly excited, an excitement that almost made her lose control.
"The Rooster-Crested Phoenix Sunflower!!!" Ma Xiaotao nearly jumped up in excitement. Once upon a time, she was bound by the Phoenix Evil Fire, and the Rooster-Crested Phoenix Sunflower was the treasure she most desired.
With the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, she would be completely free from the torment of the evil fire and become an ultimate fire soul saint. She would no longer need the 100,000-year-old head soul bone and Wu Xuan's help to suppress the evil fire; she would truly become a fire phoenix soaring through the nine heavens!
"Darling, you really found the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower!" The dissatisfaction in Ma Xiaotao's eyes vanished instantly. She hugged Wu Xuan tightly, her pink eyes seemingly capable of drawing silk threads.
"What, are you satisfied with just this one Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower?" Wu Xuan smiled, looking at Ma Xiaotao so close to him.
"Is there more?" Ma Xiaotao leaned against Wu Xuan, her eyes burning with desire.
Seeing this, Wu Xuan didn't hide anything. He had originally planned to give Ma Xiaotao the 100,000-year-old Fiery Apricot Tree.
With a single hand, Wu Xuan drew a level nine soul tool, the God-Sealing Platform, from behind his back, and it appeared in Ma Xiaotao's field of vision. Instantly, a scorching wave of air swept through Ma Xiaotao's flowing hair.
"What is this?" Ma Xiaotao's eyes lit up as she felt the temperature emanating from the Conferred God Platform.
"A 100,000-year-old plant-type soul beast, the possessor of ultimate fire, the Blazing Apricot Blossom! Your eighth soul ring! Are you satisfied?" Wu Xuan raised the Conferred God Platform in his hand and smiled faintly.
Ma Xiaotao's phoenix eyes widened. The Blazing Apricot Blossom and a 100,000-year-old Blazing Apricot Blossom were completely different concepts. The latter not only had several times stronger medicinal power, but also represented a 100,000-year soul ring and a 100,000-year soul bone!
"This! This is too precious." Ma Xiaotao hesitated. This sudden surprise was too great—a divine herb and a 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone. At this moment, Ma Xiaotao felt like she was about to be overwhelmed by the surprise.
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