Chapter 91 Ma Xiaotao: Tonight, I'm Going to "Punish" You Hard!
After leaving Zhang Lexuan's courtyard, Ye Chen headed straight toward Ma Xiaotao's small house.
The Inner Court wasn't big, and it was almost empty. On his way there, he didn't see a single student—and certainly no teachers.
When he arrived, Ma Xiaotao wasn't home.
Most likely, she was at the training grounds.
Physical training was essential for a Soul Master. While exercising didn't directly improve cultivation speed, it was like body conditioning—stop for a while, and muscles quickly weaken.
Soul Masters had to maintain their physical strength for life. Even though they stood above ordinary people, their power came only with constant discipline. The training helped improve endurance, reflexes, and resistance—all crucial in battle.
Since Ma Xiaotao wasn't there, Ye Chen didn't want to bother her. He grabbed some snacks, lounged in her courtyard chair, and basked lazily in the sun.
It had been several days since their last meeting, and he wondered how much evil fire had built up inside her.
Judging by the time, it must've accumulated a lot by now.
Ye Chen wasn't here for anything improper—he told himself he just wanted to help her suppress and release that uncontrollable evil fire.
Yes, that was his only intention.
Still… he thought, it might be wise to visit the Ice‑Fire Yin‑Yang Well soon. The right immortal herbs could permanently cure Ma Xiaotao's condition.
Or maybe, if his system happened to drop a reward that solved her problem, that would be even better.
…
He hadn't waited long before he heard footsteps outside.
Click.
The door opened, and a frustrated‑looking Ma Xiaotao walked in.
But when she spotted Ye Chen lounging in the courtyard, she froze in surprise.
"Xiao Chen… You—when did you get back?!"
She blinked rapidly, rubbing her eyes as if doubting her own vision.
"Just now. You weren't home, so I decided to wait~" Ye Chen said casually.
"Ahhh! Xiao Chen, you're awful!"
Ma Xiaotao gave a sudden shout and threw herself at him. She tackled him back onto the chair, pinning him down.
Leaning over him, she grabbed his cheeks between her fingers with mock anger. "Where have you been? How could you go so many days without visiting me?!"
"Sorry, Sister Tao! I've been busy in the Soul Tool Department lately—there really wasn't any time…"
Ye Chen slipped his arms around her soft waist, smiling sheepishly.
Instantly, he felt the heat radiating from her body. The evil fire within her was nearly out of control.
Her recent cultivation had only made the condition worse. Every day she trained, the fire inside multiplied compared to before. After three days, it must've reached its limit.
She knew it too—but she was a training fanatic, unable to stop herself even when she should rest.
If Ye Chen hadn't shown up soon, she might've risked losing control just to vent the buildup.
"Hmph, at least you know! Do you have any idea how much I've missed you these past days? You owe me compensation!" Ma Xiaotao grumbled.
By "compensation," of course, she meant he should help her release the evil fire. It hadn't fully erupted yet, but it was already affecting her temper. She'd injured several sparring partners recently without meaning to.
"Alright, alright—whatever Sister Tao wants, I'll do it~"
Ye Chen lowered his head toward her chest and drew in a deep breath.
Her scent—still the same addictive sweetness.
And since she'd just returned from training, her skin was slick with sweat, carrying that damp, intoxicating fragrance of effort and heat.
"Ugh, idiot—what are you doing? I haven't even showered yet! It's gross. Let go of me."
Her face flushed red, and she quickly pushed his head away.
She smelled like sweat from training—hardly how she wanted him to see her. Yet the fool didn't seem to care in the slightest!
"Gross? No way, Sister Tao always smells amazing~" Ye Chen teased, licking his lips with a grin.
"No, no, absolutely not! I'm taking a bath first!"
In a panic, Ma Xiaotao jumped off him and hurried inside to bathe.
Naturally, Ye Chen followed her into her room.
…
A few minutes later, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.
Glancing over, Ye Chen noticed the door hadn't fully closed—a small gap remained.
Through that narrow slit, faint glimpses of a pale silhouette moved behind the misted glass.
He sighed softly. "So careless… honestly, what an adorable idiot."
He didn't stare for long—the gap was too small to see clearly anyway. Besides, it wasn't as if he hadn't seen her like that before.
He sprawled lazily across her bed, smiling faintly at the hazy figure through the rippled steam.
…
Moments later.
Click.
The frosted door opened, releasing a wave of white mist.
Ma Xiaotao stepped out wrapped in a soft towel, her damp red hair falling over her shoulders, drops of water tracing along every strand.
Though wrapped securely at her chest, the towel was stretched tight by her full curves.
It narrowed around her waist, outlining a perfectly balanced pear‑shaped silhouette—one that was striking, natural, and undeniably real.
The hem reached mid‑thigh, leaving her long, toned legs completely exposed. Well‑trained yet delicate, her smooth skin glowed pale under the light.
Her knees carried a faint pink flush, and as she moved, the soft flesh of her inner thighs quivered subtly with each step.
Ye Chen's gaze drifted upward—to her face, flushed from the heat of the bath, lips rosy from steam.
"Sister Tao, you look incredible~"
He grinned, thoroughly enchanted. At that moment, she looked irresistible.
He wanted to pounce and take a bite—she looked that sweet.
"Stop your nonsense."
Ma Xiaotao rolled her eyes at him, but her voice carried more embarrassment than anger.
Then she strode over, leaning down to straddle him, seating herself firmly on his stomach.
"You disappeared for days. Tonight, I'm going to punish you properly!" she said with a mock‑stern glare.
"Uh, punish…? Are you sure that's what this is?"
Ye Chen looked up at her, eyes wide—and a strange excitement fluttered in his chest.
Ma Xiaotao: …
"Hmph, don't ask questions. It's punishment, that's all."
And with a soft grunt, she grabbed his face in both hands and pressed her lips fiercely against his.
(END CHAPTER)
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