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Chapter 94 Can't Let You Be Great, But Can..._1

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The early morning sunlight shone into the room,

Xu Ran slowly awoke to find the delicate and beautiful Xiaowu still soundly asleep in his arms, showing no signs of waking up just yet.

However, Xu Ran had no intention of disturbing her slumber. After all, Xiaowu had not slept a wink all night,

the energy of youth is always plentiful and seems inexhaustible. Although when most young men really need to perform, they often fall short. But these are the concerns of ordinary people, and for Xu Ran, such matters were trivial.

His body had seen a significant boost when he obtained the Kirin Bloodline. There was no need for anyone to doubt his capabilities, as in a sense, the level of life he had reached was superior to that of ordinary humans. After all, possessing two states, no human could hope to surpass his abilities.

In the eyes of the Soul Beast Race, an Auspicious Beast is supremely powerful. Of course, dragon-class soul beasts are stronger, their nature is of noble silver—this isn't just talk. Even the most cultured and tranquil of dragon soul beasts share this genetic trait. It's something carved into the bloodline, unerasable by willpower.

"Huff." Xu Ran took in a whiff of the unique fragrance emanating from the girl in his arms, exhaled deeply, and then quietly got dressed and washed up, careful not to wake the girl on the bed.

Meanwhile, he was also checking for changes in Skill Points on the System.

At this moment, the number of Skill Points on the system panel had clearly increased from six hundred to four thousand six hundred. As the female lead of Soul Land, Xiaowu naturally brought a generous reward.

Yet Xu Ran couldn't help but ponder one question: What kind of woman must one win over to receive a reward of ten thousand Skill Points?

Bi Bidong? Qian Renxue? Poseissi? Or the Life Goddess?

After pondering for a while without a clear answer, Xu Ran gave up on the thought. Overthinking was useless; clarity would come when the time was right.

After washing up, Xu Ran went to find Zhu Zhuqing, and they both headed towards the canteen together.

Before Xu Ran and Zhu Qing reached the canteen, they heard some discordant voices.

"Please spare me. I really can't do this anymore. I'm going to break," a sharp female voice cried out, agitated with a hint of fear and resistance.

"No, absolutely not. You can't leave me. Even if we break up, you need to give me a few more chances," a male voice countered, even more agitated than the girl's.

This was naturally Ma Hongjun and Cuihua.

Cuihua was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, not particularly beautiful, but passable, with a figure that was quite attractive—buxom with curves in all the right places, indicating a capacity for childbearing. Her waist was a bit thick, but that was just fine.

As a farm girl, Cuihua naturally couldn't maintain herself like the princesses from the large clans; with her appearance, she would be considered the village belle in the neighboring villages.

For Ma Hongjun, Cuihua was indeed quite a good match.

Ma Hongjun was actually a decent person, arguably just a bit better than Dai Mubai. At least he didn't abandon his wife and children. But for him, Cuihua was enough.

Ma Hongjun lacked ambition, and having a good wife was of no use to him. In the original story, he could have inherited the status of a First-Level God, but he squandered it away, becoming only a Second-Level God. As a Second-Level God, he couldn't take his wife to the Divine Realm, and in the end, Bai Chenxiang died of old age.

Ma Hongjun stayed with Bai Chenxiang in Soul Land until her death before he became a god. From this, it's clear that Ma Hongjun was a decent man, but he wasn't able to keep his wife safe.

Hence, Xu Ran naturally planned to add another to his "Harem".

After all, he remembered Bai Chenxiang was fond of wearing high-waisted, belly-baring outfits and thigh-high boots. As a speed-type Soul Master, she naturally maintained a very good figure.

"Ahem." Xu Ran cleared his throat lightly, interrupting Ma Hongjun and Cuihua, who were caught in their tussle.

"Brother Ran." On seeing Xu Ran, Ma Hongjun quickly let go and respectfully greeted him. Xu Ran held great esteem in his heart now.

"Quick, call him Brother Ran," Ma Hongjun glared at Cuihua and said.

"Brother Ran," Cuihua quickly performed a respectful bow upon hearing this. She was somewhat surprised; Ma Hongjun was a Genius Soul Master known for his pride, yet he was showing such respect to someone who appeared even younger than him.

But the affairs of the world of Soul Masters were beyond her comprehension. To them, ordinary people, every Soul Master was an extraordinarily noble being.

"What on earth happened?" Xu Ran asked.

"Brother Ran, Cuihua is my girlfriend. She's from a nearby farm, and now she wants to break up with me," Ma Hongjun scratched his head and said awkwardly.

"Hm?" Xu Ran turned to look at Cuihua, whose face was flushed at this moment.

"Brother Ran, I really can't stand it anymore. My body, me being an ordinary person, it's just not good enough, I'm not worthy of him," Cuihua said with a sob in her voice.

Hearing Cuihua's straightforward words, Zhu Zhuqing, a woman herself, couldn't help but blush, looking at Cuihua with added sympathy. She had experienced it deeply, with Xu Ran's capacity to be exhausting, it could even be life-threatening for an ordinary person or a support-class Soul Master who was physically weaker.

Even Zhu Qing, who trained regularly as a battle-type Soul Master, ended up like that. One could imagine the toll it would take on ordinary people or support-class Soul Masters. They would have to rest for at least ten to fifteen days.

"Brother Ran, it's not that I... You should have heard about my physique. I just can't control myself," Ma Hongjun explained awkwardly. He wished he could live just like an ordinary person.

Too powerful, could that be his fault?

"Evil Flame?" Xu Ran frowned slightly, deep in thought.

And Ma Hongjun, observing this scene, became instantly excited.

Who was Xu Ran?

That was someone who could benefit all Soul Masters, even the Soul Sage teachers.

In his heart, Xu Ran was a miraculous being.

Xu Ran was so mysterious; there was a good chance he could help him solve the Evil Flame issue.

"Thump."

A dull sound resonated as Ma Hongjun knelt on the ground.

In his heart, if Xu Ran couldn't find a solution for him, there was no one else in the world who could help him.

"Brother Ran."

"Please, Brother Ran, help me," he begged.

"Brother Ran is so powerful; he must have a way to help me."

"If Brother Ran doesn't help me, I'll kneel here today and not get up," Ma Hongjun cried and pleaded, leaving Xu Ran, Zhu Zhuqing, and Cuihua completely dumbfounded.

"Uh," Xu Ran did know a way to resolve Evil Flame. It was through the help of an Ice Soul Master with Ultimate Ice or a Fire Soul Master with ultimate fire to purify the flame's intensity. But the fire and ice Soul Masters of Dou Yi were only the likes of Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu, who were relatively strong. Although their Martial Souls were powerful, they hadn't reached the ultimate state.

Unless he went to The Far North to seek the help of the Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor, there was almost no way to remove Ma Hongjun's Evil Flame.

"I can't solve the Evil Flame issue for you at the moment. I can only "root out" the problem for you for the time being," Xu Ran said, pulling out a white medicine bottle from his Storage Soul Guidance Device. This naturally was Brother Willy.

This was the first prize Xu Ran got from a lottery draw. Brother Willy, unlike Viagra, wouldn't make you great again. It could only...

This thing could help reduce his desires, but Xu Ran wasn't sure if it would be too potent.

Too potent wasn't a problem; he still had Kidney Treasure.

If depleted, just replenish it.

However, when Xu Ran noticed Ma Hongjun's beard withering away over time, he could only regret that he had harmed him. Once broken, it's hard to make it whole again. Even if it's fixed, it will malfunction. Like getting stuck at a critical moment.