blueteamnovel Chapter 2: The Evil Phoenix!
Chapter 2: The Evil Phoenix!
"Next."
Flander's voice rang out, tinged with a hint of nonchalant weariness.
Ma Hongjun took a deep breath and stepped forward.
He was the last one.
None of the dozen or so children in front of them awakened a decent martial spirit.
Hoes, sickles, kitchen knives, scissors, foxtail grass... all were useless martial souls, and no one could detect any soul power in them.
Flander's disappointment was almost written on his face. Although his expression didn't change much, his increasingly rapid speech and increasingly perfunctory attitude were obvious to everyone.
Ma Hongjun felt somewhat relieved.
The less noticeable the people in front, the more impactful the final act will be.
He walked up to Flander and stopped.
Flanders glanced at him, his gaze pausing slightly.
It wasn't that I recognized anything, but rather that this child was indeed quite different from the others.
He was thin but stood straight, with clear but unwavering eyes, showing none of the timidity or cowardice often seen in rural children.
More importantly, this child has an indescribable quality about him.
Flanders couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he just felt... like someone who didn't seem like a farmer.
"What's your name?" Flander asked, his tone a little more patient than before.
"Ma Hongjun." The boy's voice was clear and bright, and his words were pronounced clearly.
Flanders nodded without saying anything more.
He had seen too many seemingly clever children who turned out to be nothing but useless after they awakened to their true potential.
Appearance doesn't tell the whole story; martial spirit is what truly matters.
"Place your hands on the Awakening Stone, don't let your mind wander, relax your body."
Ma Hongjun did as instructed, extending his right hand and placing his palm on the cold stone.
The Awakening Stone feels warm and smooth to the touch, like the finest jade.
He could feel a faint power flowing inside the stone, and a tingling sensation came from where it touched his palm.
Flander took a step back, formed a hand seal, and began to circulate his soul power.
"Martial Soul - Awakening!"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a peculiar rhythm, as if it resonated with some kind of rule in the universe.
The awakening array beneath Ma Hongjun's feet suddenly lit up, and golden light surged out from the array patterns, flowing along a specific trajectory before finally converging on the awakening stone.
The Awakening Stone lit up.
It wasn't the dim, fleeting glimmer of light that the other children had when they awakened, but a bright, intense radiance that burst forth from within the stone, like a small sun dancing in the palm of your hand.
Flander's brow suddenly twitched.
The intensity of this light is off.
For ordinary martial soul awakenings, the brighter the light, the higher the quality of the martial soul. Those previously mentioned weak martial souls had awakening stones that glowed like fireflies, flickering and then going out.
But the awakening stone of this child was dazzlingly bright.
Moreover, there was a faint red pattern within that light.
"This is..." Flander narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the light in Ma Hongjun's palm.
The next second, something inside Ma Hongjun's body was awakened.
A surge of heat rose from deep within his lower abdomen, like magma breaking through rock strata and rushing upwards along his meridians, permeating his limbs and bones.
heat.
It's so hot.
Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He had seen countless descriptions of this feeling online in his previous life, but only by experiencing it firsthand did he realize how unbearable it was.
It wasn't ordinary heat, but a kind of burning heat that seemed to seep from the very marrow of his bones, as if something was rampaging through his body, eager to break free of its restraints.
"Don't resist, let it out!" Flander's voice rang in my ears.
Ma Hongjun relaxed his body, letting the heat flow out of his palm.
boom--
A ball of flame exploded in his palm.
The flames were dark red, a deep color like congealed blood, dancing and churning in the air, radiating scorching heat.
The shape of the flames kept changing, and the outline of a bird could be vaguely seen coalescing within them.
A fiery red...bird?
Ma Hongjun stared at the flame in his palm, his lips twitching slightly.
turkey.
This is exactly the same as the original story—what awakens is not a phoenix, but a plump turkey.
Its body is made of dark red flames, with a round belly, short wings, and its signature crest of feathers that burst open on its head.
It looks exactly like a turkey.
But Ma Hongjun had no time to worry about the form. The instant the flame took shape, a powerful evil thought surged from the depths of his heart, like a sleeping beast opening its eyes.
His vision began to blur, and countless chaotic thoughts flooded his mind.
Those thoughts were dirty, primitive, and full of desire.
He recalled the scenes he had seen in his past life, and the things he shouldn't have known at the age of six.
A part of the body begins to react uncontrollably.
The evil fire backfired.
Ma Hongjun's pupils suddenly contracted.
He knew about this problem in his previous life, but knowing it and experiencing it firsthand are two different things.
That evil thought, like a festering sore, spread from the depths of his soul, eroding his reason, making him want... want...
He wants a woman.
A six-year-old child wants a woman.
It sounds utterly absurd, but that's how Ma Hongjun felt at that moment.
The desire was incredibly strong, as if something was roaring inside him, urging him to find a woman to release it.
His hands began to tremble, and the flames in his palms flickered and became even more volatile.
Damn.
Is this the backlash of evil fire?
Ma Hongjun bit the tip of his tongue, using the pain to keep himself awake.
In his previous life, he had seen a theory online that the evil nature of the Fiery Phoenix was actually a mutated male instinct that, when combined with the fire attribute, caused a mutation that would cause the host to experience uncontrollable physiological urges.
Now it seems that this statement is largely true.
"This is……"
Flander's voice was clearly filled with shock.
He ignored Ma Hongjun's pain and stared intently at the faint outline of a bird in the flames, his expression shifting from surprise to disbelief.
"Turkey? No... this isn't an ordinary turkey!"
His pupils reflected the dark red flame. As a Soul Saint-level expert, he could sense how violent and evil the power contained in that flame was.
This is not an ordinary beast spirit; it is a mutated spirit.
Moreover, it is an extremely rare mutated martial soul with evil attributes.
An ancient record flashed through Flander's mind—
The Fiery Phoenix.
The Phoenix Martial Soul is a mutated form with an evil aura in its flames, making it far more powerful than ordinary fire-type martial souls. However, the cost is that the host will suffer from the backlash of the evil fire and needs to release it periodically, otherwise they will go berserk.
"The Evil Fire Phoenix...it's actually the Evil Fire Phoenix!"
Flander's voice was trembling.
It wasn't out of fear, but out of excitement.
There are very few mutated martial souls of this level on the entire continent.
He's struck gold.