35: Chapter 35 After taking the Mysterious Dragon Marrow Grass, Ma Xiaotao arrives at the door late at night.

Night had completely enveloped Shrek Academy.

After finishing all his "deliveries," Su Chen finally returned to his dormitory.

He sat on a meditation mat in his room, his fingertips lightly stroking an immortal herb, a flash of determination in his eyes.

The benefits for his companions had all been sent out; now it was time for him to level up his own account.

He slowly took out that immortal herb.

It was a vine entwined with a faint purple halo, and the edges of its leaves shimmered with peculiar golden patterns.

It was precisely the treasure he had found in the depths of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well—the xuantian dragon marrow grass.

This thing was a top-tier specimen among Dragon-attribute immortal herbs.

Not only could it forcibly compress Soul Power, making it more solid, but it could also inversely nourish the origin of a Spirit.

Su Chen looked at the spiritual light flowing on the vine and took a deep breath.

"It's time to break through the bottleneck and go for another wave of upgrades."

After speaking, he raised his hand and sent the entire xuantian dragon marrow grass into his mouth.

The xuantian dragon marrow grass melted the moment it entered his mouth.

There was no bitterness as he had imagined; instead, it turned into a warm torrent of energy that slid down his throat and into his dantian.

This energy wasn't violent like ice or fire; instead, it carried a sense of heaviness unique to dragon-type Spirits.

Wherever the energy passed, the meridians were gently expanded without the slightest stinging pain.

Thump! Thump! Thump...

However, this sudden surge of energy still caused Su Chen to let out a muffled groan.

He didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, immediately sitting cross-legged and quickly forming cultivation hand seals.

In the next second, the Chaos Thunder Dragon Martial Soul automatically possessed him.

Faint purple lightning patterns instantly crawled across his arms, and a blurry phantom of a thunder dragon emerged behind him.

With the Spirit possession, five spirit rings also slowly rose from beneath his feet, rotating in an orderly fashion around his body.

Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black.

Roar—!

The Chaos Thunder Dragon Martial Soul phantom perched behind Su Chen seemed to sense this pure energy as well, suddenly letting out a low dragon roar.

The dragon's mouth snapped open.

A terrifying suction force appeared out of thin air.

The torrent of energy that was originally running wild inside Su Chen's body seemed to have found an outlet, and it was entirely sucked into the mouth of the thunder dragon phantom.

In the next second, this energy was evenly fed back, gently nourishing Su Chen's entire body.

The Soul Power bottleneck that had stuck him for a while, under the impact of this energy—

"Crack!"

It was as if something had shattered.

The Soul Power within him began to skyrocket frantically.

Level 51!

Level 52!

Level 53!

...

In just the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, the growth of Soul Power slowly came to a halt.

Su Chen slowly opened his eyes, feeling an unprecedented sense of fullness within his body.

Level 55!

He had actually skyrocketed directly from a Level 51 Spirit King to a Level 55 Spirit King.

Moreover, the benefits brought by this breakthrough were far more than just this.

Su Chen could clearly feel that the Soul Power in his body had become different.

With a thought, Su Chen slowly raised his right hand.

A wisp of faint purple lightning danced at his fingertips.

Under his control, this lightning thread swam flexibly in the air, transforming into a miniature little thunder dragon.

The little thunder dragon circled the room, even precisely bypassing the teacup on the table without touching it in the slightest.

"My control over Soul Power has also become so much stronger."

"ice fire dragon wings, manifest!"

The corners of Su Chen's mouth curled up slightly as he thought.

"Whoosh—!"

A pair of massive dragon wings instantly unfolded behind his back.

The left wing was made of ultimate ice, condensing forest-white cold air.

The right wing was made of blazing heat, burning with golden flames.

It was precisely his external Spirit Bone—the ice fire dragon wings.

In the past, activating these wings always felt a bit sluggish.

But now.

With a slight thought from Su Chen, the ice wing on the left flapped gently.

A translucent ice flower quietly condensed in the air and then fell silently.

He then moved the fire wing on the right.

A cluster of warm fire lit up out of thin air, instantly melting the ice flower without leaving even a trace of water vapor.

The entire process was incredibly smooth, without any redundant consumption of Soul Power.

The powers of ice and fire had reached an unprecedented balance in his hands.

"Nice."

Su Chen couldn't help but whisper.

The harvest this time was even greater than he had expected.

The newly broken-through cultivation still needed time to be consolidated.

Su Chen retracted his dragon wings and was about to sit cross-legged again to continue meditating.

Knock, knock, knock.

Just then, the dormitory door was lightly knocked on.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the silent night.

"Hmm?"

Su Chen was slightly taken aback.

Who would come looking for him so late?

Was it one of Huo Yuhao's group who couldn't handle the immortal herb and came for help?

Or was it...

Several guesses flashed through Su Chen's mind, but he didn't think too much about it.

He stood up from the meditation mat and walked toward the door.

Creak—

The door was pulled open.

A fiery red figure came into view; it was Ma Xiaotao.

Before Su Chen could speak, he keenly noticed something was different.

The violent fire-attribute Soul Power around her had become docile and peaceful, without a single trace of evil fire aura.

Even those beautiful eyes were much clearer than before, with less irritability and more gentleness.

Without waiting for Su Chen to speak, Ma Xiaotao raised her fair palm.

Buzz—!

A ball of deep red flame ignited out of thin air in her palm.

The flame was very pure, burning quietly.

"Little Martial Uncle!"

Ma Xiaotao's expression was stirred, her voice filled with uncontrollable excitement. "That Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower you gave me is truly miraculous!"

"The evil fire in my body has been completely suppressed, and my Soul Power has become so much purer!"

As she spoke, she controlled the flame in her hand.

The ball of fire followed her will, skillfully transforming into a blooming rose, lifelike.

Su Chen looked at her heartfelt smile and was about to say "Congratulations."

But before he could speak, Ma Xiaotao suddenly took a step forward, opened her arms, and hugged him tightly.

"Little Martial Uncle! Truly, thank you so much..."

Ma Xiaotao's voice carried a slight tremble. "If it weren't for you, I might have... been consumed by that damned evil fire long ago."

The sudden hug left Su Chen slightly stunned.

A beauty in his arms, her fragrance intoxicating.

A faint scent mixed with the warm aura of fire drifted into his nose.

The soft and warm touch in his arms further stimulated the hormones in his body.

Cough, cough.

Su Chen subconsciously raised his hands, suspending them in mid-air, for a moment not knowing whether to push her away or gently pat her back.

"Ah!"

Ma Xiaotao also seemed to realize her loss of composure, suddenly letting go of him as if she had been shocked.

Her pretty face, which was already flushed from excitement, was now as red as a ripe apple.

"S-sorry, Little Martial Uncle, I... I was just too excited."

Seeing her shy appearance, Su Chen also felt a bit embarrassed and subconsciously stroked her hair.

"It's fine, as long as it helps you solve the problem, I don't mind."

He said that, but the atmosphere between the two of them inexplicably became a bit subtle.