The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

Su Ming got aroused by the slippery friction.

Finally, the boy could no longer bear it. He straightened up and pounced on Ma Xiaotao, pinning her voluptuous body beneath him.

At the same time, he twisted his waist, clamped Su Xuan'er's head between his legs, and tripped her, pinning the mature and elegant woman to the bed with his legs, making her unable to move.

Su Ming was very strong and subdued the two women in an instant.

"Calm down, sisters!" Su Ming shouted.

The two women twisted and turned for a while, but when they realized they couldn't do anything about it for the time being, they gradually calmed down.

Seeing this, Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy said coldly, "I'll let you go, but if you start fighting again, don't blame me for taking action."

Then Su Ming slowly released his grip and stood up. Although the two women were unconvinced, they still managed to restrain themselves.

At this moment, the two mature and charming older women were already dressed in tattered clothes, and large patches of shocking bruises appeared on their exposed snow-white skin.

Overall, Ma Xiaotao was in a worse state, while her older sister had a clear advantage in cultivation and was basically unharmed.

Su Xuan'er smiled with satisfaction when she saw her opponent's disheveled state.

Seeing this, Su Ming was so angry he almost laughed. He adopted a masculine tone and immediately gave orders, yelling at his sister, "You still have the nerve to laugh? Don't you look pathetic? You look like a shrew on the street. Don't disturb my treatment, okay? Stand aside."

Su Xuan'er was startled by her younger brother's unprecedented roar and stood obediently to the side.

Boom!

Then Su Ming turned around, raised his fist without hesitation, and punched Ma Xiaotao hard in the abdomen, the sound of which was heavy.

The red-haired woman staggered to the ground, clutching her abdomen, her face contorted in pain.

He originally wanted to slap her face, but he was too short to reach, so he could only hit her stomach instead.

Su Xuan'er was surprised to see this.

Ma Xiaotao looked bewildered, feeling excruciating pain, and knew that Su Ming had not shown any mercy.

Looking into Su Ming's cold eyes, her eyes filled with tears.

Chapter 124 This chess game... she turned it around.

Su Ming tried his best to protect his sister. He didn't know if Su Xuan'er cared about her first kiss, but he still decided to take a stand.

Upon witnessing this scene, Su Xuan'er was overwhelmed with a bittersweet mix of emotions. What girl wouldn't care about her beloved's first time?

But… her gaze became complicated as she looked at Ma Xiaotao. She had never experienced being hurt by someone she deeply loved, but putting herself in his shoes, she imagined herself being resolutely rejected by her brother.

Chapter 125 Silence.

rustling sound~

Just as Su Ming closed his eyes, he heard a suggestive sound of someone changing clothes behind him.

And the sounds of girls playing and laughing together.

"Oh my, Sister Xuan'er, your skin is so white, and so smooth." This was Ma Xiaotao's voice filled with envy.

"Yours isn't bad either. You're tall and well-proportioned, just the right amount of weight. Any more would make you look fat, any less would make you look thin." Su Xuan'er seemed to be scrutinizing Ma Xiaotao from all angles.

Then things got even worse.

"Hmm, Xiaotao, what are you doing?" came her older sister's shy voice from behind.

"Hehe, so big and white, Su Ming must be so lucky," Ma Xiaotao teased, then exclaimed in surprise.

Ah!

“You’re not bad either.” Su Xuan’er made a decisive move.

Then I heard a commotion behind me.

Su Ming felt a strong urge to peek, but being an honest man, he remained silent and closed his eyes without moving, as if he hadn't meant to.

In my past life, I was told that women are slow and indecisive.

Sure enough, Su Ming stood there for half an hour before the two of them finished changing. It was just a matter of changing clothes!

"Alright." Su Xuan'er's gentle voice came from behind.

The boy turned around and his eyes unconsciously focused on the two women's chests, and he inexplicably concluded that the older sister's was tighter.

Fortunately, Ma Xiaotao and Su Xuan'er are both tall and mature women, so the sizes of their dresses are similar, otherwise it would have been embarrassing.

"Let's go," the older sister said calmly, seemingly in a bad mood.

Su Ming was completely baffled. He didn't understand why Su Xuan'er, who had been happily playing with her sisters just a moment ago, had changed her mood the next.

The young man deeply understood the fickleness of women.

The ground at the scene had been cleaned up, and all the scraps of clothing had been carefully collected by Su Xuan'er and placed into her spatial soul tool.

Su Ming glanced at himself and had no choice but to take off his ripped shirt and go shirtless.

The two charming older women immediately focused their attention on the young man.

Su Ming blushed a little under the gaze and said, "Sister, I had no choice but to go out like this."

Su Xuan'er said helplessly, "If we go out like this, even if we are dressed neatly, people will still gossip and spread rumors behind our backs."

"What can we do? We have no clothes left, and I'm only eleven years old, what's there to be afraid of?" Su Ming said confidently.

Upon hearing this, the two women suddenly felt guilty, and a sense of remorse welled up inside them.

"Why don't we go first, and then bring back some clothes for Su Ming later?" Su Xuan'er suggested as a compromise.

Ma Xiaotao nodded in agreement.

Su Ming sighed and compromised, "That's fine, let me have some peace and quiet."

He keenly sensed his sister's struggles and hesitations, which made him feel depressed and exhausted. Even though he had made up his mind to end things once and for all, things had taken another turn.

The young man had a strong urge to simply retreat from the world; escaping didn't solve the problem, but it was comfortable.

"Don't overthink it." No one knows a younger brother better than his older sister, Su Xuan'er stepped forward and hugged Su Ming tenderly. She was truly afraid that the boy would grow tired of her and completely avoid all feelings.

"Hmm." Su Ming smelled the faint scent of jasmine and vaguely recalled the "Supreme Forgetfulness" from the Heavenly Demon's memories, but he gave it up, as this kind of Dao was not his Dao.

The siblings embraced for a long time, and the sister's strong hug gradually calmed Su Mingxin down.

"I'm leaving, I'll be back soon." Su Xuan'er let go of her hand and said softly, bowing her head.

Su Ming had calmed down. Watching the two women's graceful figures disappear, he sighed with mixed feelings.

Forget it, why think about women? Isn't cultivation more enjoyable?

Click~

As Ma Xiaotiao walked behind and was about to close the door, he suddenly turned his head and said softly, "Although I am naturally charming, I do not want to treat people with my looks."

The stunningly beautiful woman, dressed in a vibrant red dress, exuded captivating charm.

Su Ming was in a daze, and even after the icy gate closed, he remained in a daze for a long time.

An eternal silence fell over the surroundings, a vast expanse of white as if one had fallen into an ancient ice field and been abandoned by everyone. The boy sat on the ground, waiting, staring blankly at his surroundings.

Not long after, Su Xuan'er brought the clothes, and Yan Shaozhe came over in person to thank her.

"I'll cook you something delicious when we get home," his sister said gently, stroking his head.

Su Ming refused, saying he wanted to go into Bai Ze's cultivation room for seclusion.

Su Xuan'er fell silent, her flawless face serene. She sighed and left.

The boy followed the roots of the golden tree down to his destination. He pushed open the door, only to find that Beibei and Xu Sanshi had already left.

Su Ming stepped into the Bai Ze cultivation room, bathed in holy white light, and the light of wisdom in his mind lit up. He fell into absolute calm and began to sort out the vast and fragmented knowledge in his mind.

After that, he became obsessed with cultivation and would choose to go into seclusion from time to time.

In the first month, he sorted out the useless memories, which were the experiences of the Heavenly Demon swimming in the Chaos Sea. It was a gray and desolate place, and he had not encountered a single life during his tens of thousands of years of travel.

It seemed too lonely and boring.

Su Ming discovered nothing; instead, his consciousness fell into eternal silence, nearly escaping death. He could only regretfully delete this part.

In the second month, Su Ming pieced together the memories that this demon finally encountered its own kind and, relying on instinct, devoured each other.

He gleaned some profound insights from it, but due to his extremely low level of cultivation, it was like trying to see flowers through fog.

After a moment's thought, Su Ming decided to put this part of the memory away and look at it again in the future.

In the third month, I compiled my observations of the heavens, but... not yet.

However, Su Ming extracted the parts about martial arts and magic from it and saved them separately.

During this period, the boy did come out occasionally. Now, his martial arts skills are profound, and he can go for more than ten days without eating or drinking without any problems.

Su Ming came out to inspect how well the training of the commoner teenagers in the "Desperate Path" project was going, and to offer some casual guidance.

He was serious about establishing his own power base and planned to do so in the long term, which was another backup plan that Su Ming had prepared.

"The martial arts system is incomplete?" He did indeed discover some problems. Those commoner disciples had painstakingly cultivated the [Raging Bull Strength] for one or two months. Although their basic attributes had become stronger in all aspects, this kind of increase could not be a decisive factor at the level of a first-ring Soul Master.

In other words, many people have become discouraged because their efforts did not yield the desired results.

Su Ming saw through the essence at a glance and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "If you only cultivate the training method and not the fighting method, you will find it difficult to reach the peak of the martial arts path. If you only cultivate the fighting method and not the training method, all your sharpness will ultimately be in vain!"

He sighed softly and adjusted his direction. Even though the light of wisdom had a limited lifespan, Su Ming put aside the vast and chaotic sea of ​​memories that he had not yet sorted out and chose to focus on his martial arts memories first.

There's nothing we can do; life is unpredictable, and things can never always go as planned.

Organizing memories is like tidying up an entire library. Only when everything is properly categorized can you easily find the books you need when you encounter problems and seek knowledge. This is the essence of studying martial arts.

Generally speaking, if a book doesn't have a title or label and the cover is blank, it's practically impossible to organize it, unless you open each book one by one and flip through the contents.

The significance of the Light of Wisdom is that it allows you to read dozens of pages at a glance and still get a general understanding of the theme and category.

"Time! Time!" Su Ming exclaimed for the first time, lamenting the passage of time.

In the fourth month, he devoted himself to martial arts and created a series of martial arts techniques at the "Raging Bull Strength" level.

From whip techniques, leg techniques, claw techniques, finger techniques, and so on...