An unexpected encounter with Flander and Ma Hongjun

"roar--"

A tiger's roar erupted, and the accompanying Soul Saint had already entered the Martial Soul Possession state. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black…

Seven spirit rings surrounded him, and a pair of tiger wings unfolded naturally.

This was his Martial Soul, the Flying Tiger. Although its quality wasn't top-tier, it didn't have any obvious weaknesses either. That's why Qian Renxue chose him from among several Soul Saints to help Ouyang Ling hunt for a Soul.

Please do not make a move.

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures arrived from the direction the fire rat had fled from and appeared in front of Ouyang Ling and his companion.

A middle-aged man in his forties, with a robust build, a hooked nose, and a face resembling a shoe sole, stood there. A pair of square, black-rimmed crystal glasses perched on his nose, giving him a shrewd appearance. The seven spirit rings hovering around him also spoke volumes about his strength.

He was carrying a chubby little boy in his hand. The boy was not very old, had short red hair, and was not exactly handsome.

Such an obvious feature...

This is probably Flander and Ma Hongjun.

Ouyang Ling narrowed his eyes, his face remaining expressionless, and quickly stepped back, protecting Flying Tiger Soul Saint in front of him.

It's best to be cautious in everything.

but…

He glanced subtly at the frozen fire rat out of the corner of his eye.

This was perhaps their target, the first soul beast Ma Hongjun wanted to hunt. Unfortunately, they arrived at the wrong time.

Perhaps it was the release of the two Soul Saints' aura, coupled with the fact that the Fire Rat was trapped in the middle and frozen by ice, that caused its condition to decline continuously due to the double pressure on its body and mind.

It won't be long before this fire rat is dead.

At the same time, the appearance of Flander and Ma Hongjun made Flying Tiger Soul Saint's heart tighten. Compared to soul beasts, he was more worried about encountering soul masters. Moreover, the seven soul rings on their bodies were no joke, undoubtedly displaying their naked intimidation power.

Flanders naturally shared the same idea.

He was also worried about the wickedness of people's hearts.

One could see the other party's wariness, their act of shielding the child, their impressive clothing, and especially the soul-guided device hanging from the child's waist...

As a seasoned veteran, Flander still concluded that "this is a guard from a powerful faction leading the young master out to hunt for spirit rings," which secretly relieved him.

Because there are always more concerns when hunting for spirit rings with a "young master," they will basically not take action, which also means that they can negotiate.

However, he has to take the initiative to back down first.

For a Soul Saint to willingly become a bodyguard, the power behind it must be something I can't afford to offend.

This is the result of years of experience.

not to mention…

Flander's sharp gaze swept across the frozen ice.

The master and servants don't need this fire rat.

So, Flander chose to soften his tone, making his facial expression appear much gentler. "I made a bit too much noise just now, and I hope it has disturbed you both. Please forgive me." With that, the atmosphere around them was no longer so tense.

"What's the matter?"

Flying Tiger Soul Saint glanced at Ma Hongjun beside Flander, then looked at the frozen fire rat, and immediately understood the whole story.

While inwardly marveling at the chubby boy's genius, he outwardly maintained his unchanged attitude, even feigning ignorance.

Flander pretended not to care and instead introduced himself, "I am Flander. I recently took on a disciple who happens to need a spirit ring. This fire rat was our target, but I never expected it to offend you two."

"I wonder if you could be so kind as to do me a favor. After all..."

His gaze swept over Ouyang Ling, inwardly marveling at how someone could break through to level 20 at such a young age, while continuing aloud:

"This young man doesn't need it."

"Who do you think it is? It turns out to be one of the Golden Triangle."

Flying Tiger Soul Saint remained unfazed.

He also came from that era, so he naturally knew the great reputation that the Golden Iron Triangle had made in the world of Soul Masters.

But so what? It's just one part of the story.

But the Fire Rat...

With the idea that it's better to avoid trouble and get the young master back safely, Flying Tiger Soul Saint thought it might be worth agreeing.

So he lowered his gaze and, after obtaining Ouyang Ling's consent, said, "Since the Flying Horn needs it, I might as well give you face."

"Thank you very much."

Flander pretended not to see that glance out of the corner of his eye, turned his head and gave Ma Hongjun a look, "You brat, hurry up."

Ma Hongjun, who had been silent just moments before, was overjoyed. He had been waiting for this moment for far too long and hurried to the solid ice.

He took out his short blade, ready to slice it open, "Clang—"

After a crisp sound, only a white mark was left on it.

Immediately, Ma Hongjun was at a loss.

They had no choice but to turn to their teacher for help.

Flander suddenly wanted to slap his disciple hard on the head, but because there were outsiders around, he only lowered his voice to remind him.

"Use fire."

Ouyang Ling and the other person remained indifferent to the whole affair.

They didn't try to thaw the ice, and Flander didn't ask either. Otherwise, if something went wrong along the way, who would be responsible?

"oh oh--"

Ma Hongjun immediately shouted in a low voice, "Phoenix Possession."

Upon hearing the word "phoenix," Flying Tiger Soul Saint felt a chill run down his spine.

This beast spirit is a top-grade spirit! How could this seemingly chubby kid from the countryside possess such a spirit?!

I just got serious for a split second!

Such a commoner genius deserves a mention to the young master.

Flander, standing to the side, was even more furious.

This anger was directed at both Ma Hongjun and himself. It was roughly like this: "Why did you have to shout out your martial spirit?! Didn't you see there were outsiders here?! Sigh—and it's also my fault for not teaching him to be more discreet."

Meanwhile,

Ouyang Ling's attention was also focused on Ma Hongjun.

He was quite curious about Ma Hongjun's lustful desires.

A scorching heat surged forth, and a purplish-red light erupted from Ma Hongjun's body. Apart from his hair and arms, which sprouted feathers and his hands transformed into sharp claws, he had nothing else.

This temperature is really high.

After careful observation and contemplation, Ouyang Ling discovered that Ma Hongjun's evil fire was almost identical in quality to the ice attribute in his own martial soul.

However, its drawbacks are also obvious: the fire attribute is not pure.

Perhaps it was because he had spent so much time with Qian Renxue that he could clearly sense the conflict between the power contained in Ma Hongjun's evil fire and hers, and even a certain trace of that power remained vivid in his memory.

Darkness is the element that conflicts with the attribute of light.

And this conflicts with the sacred, and is something Ouyang Ling is familiar with…

It's evil!

Of course, this evil power is not an attribute, but merely an energy property. And this is the origin of his strong attachment to evil fire, and the reason why he wants to use the method of male-female love to resolve it.

If it were a thousand-foot snow, no!

It should be said that as long as there is a Soul Master with a Light and Holy Martial Soul here, they can discern the essence of the Evil Fire power.

As for why Ouyang Ling was familiar with...

That's because he's been in contact with it.

At the same time, "Whoosh—"

Ma Hongjun pressed his hands onto the solid ice, letting the evil fire within melt it away.

But before the fire rat's body could be revealed...

"Buzz—"

A different kind of soul power fluctuation came, followed by Ma Hongjun's shout, "Teacher! Look!"