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Chapter 49 - Chapter 49 Your wife, I will take care of her, you need not worry

  Since Father Ma Ming became bedridden, Mother Li Hui has been taking care of his daily life alone. It can be said that their lives are very inconvenient. For the past three years, they have relied on neighbors for help with shopping.

  But in fact, Li Hui has not actually bought anything for three years.

  Ma Hongjun found the Shuang'er sisters, gave them a rough description of Ma Ming and Li Hui's height and size, and then took the two sisters to the street for a shopping spree.

  The two sisters have a very thorough understanding of clothes, and the clothes they chose made Ma Hongjun very impressed.

  The Shuang'er sisters also enjoyed doing this. Women are naturally energetic when shopping.

  Ma Hongjun deeply admired this and thought to himself, if only they had such energy and interest in everything.

  In half a day, they had bought more than a hundred pieces of clothing, with various styles and all seasons, with the most belonging to Mother Li Hui.

  In addition to clothing, Ma Hongjun also bought many household items, but life in this world is far more refined than in his previous life.

  The household items were just a few simple things.

  Ma Hongjun couldn't help but wonder if he should research things like soap and perfume to improve life in this world and earn some gold soul coins along the way.

  He knew from reading novels that transmigrators almost always dabbled in these two things to earn their first pot of gold.

  Convenient and practical items like soap would definitely be popular.

  "I just made Mu Bai angry, should I give him a bar of soap to calm him down!"

  ...

  The ring-shaped storage soul tool Ma Ming had given Ma Hongjun had a three-cubic-meter space.

  This was the lowest-grade soul tool, which showed how valuable the soul tool Flander had given Ma Hongjun was; it must have been among the top-tier soul tools.

  This time, Ma Hongjun filled it completely with his purchases and took it back to return to Ma Ming.

  Meanwhile, Dai Mubai, after being scolded by Xiang Chengxian, suppressed his anger.

  After Dai Mubai explained and took out a golden hairpin, infused it with soul power, and transformed it into a three-inch-long dragon whisker needle, he shot it out and conducted an experiment. After

  the explanation and evidence, Xiang Chengxian, though speechless, still understood the two.

  That image was already deeply etched in her mind, and it probably wouldn't be erased anytime soon.

  Watching Dai Mubai wriggle and squirm while clutching his bottom, Xiang Chengxian felt a mix of amusement and heartache.

  "Does it still hurt?"

  "A little..." Dai Mubai stammered, embarrassed.

  "I have some medicine here, let me apply it for you."

  "No need, it's just a small injury!"

  Dai Mubai quickly refused, too embarrassed to accept.

  But Xiang Chengxian was no pushover; she had to take good care of her little man.

  She slapped Dai Mubai's bottom, and he winced and cried out in pain.

  "Ah!"

  "Does it hurt? If it hurts, don't complain. Let's

  go upstairs, into the room, and apply the medicine!"

  Xiang Chengxian said, suppressing a laugh as she walked ahead.

  Inside the room, Dai Mubai was still lying face down, but he seemed much more comfortable now.

  Xiang Chengxian had a sharp tongue but a soft heart; she gently took out the ointment and applied it to Dai Mubai's bottom.

  Dai Mubai suddenly wasn't so angry anymore; it seemed like it was for the best, not a loss.

  ...

  That evening, Ma Hongjun quietly returned to the hotel with the Shuang'er sisters.

  Upon seeing Ma Hongjun return, Dai Mubai didn't erupt in anger or say anything, but turned and went upstairs.

  "Is this a cold war?"

  Ma Hongjun thought to himself, realizing that Dai Mubai would probably ignore him for a long time.

  "Can't you two be normal for once!"

  Xiang Chengxian glanced helplessly at Ma Hongjun, then led the Shuang'er sisters to a seat.

  Ma Hongjun sat down as well and ordered some food.

  Xiang Chengxian was going to Shrek Academy with them the next day, so she needed to entrust the clothing store business to the Shuang'er sisters before giving them her instructions.

  The next morning, the three set off, with Dai Mubai leading Xiang Chengxian ahead, ignoring Ma Hongjun.

  After meeting Flander, he introduced Xiang Chengxian, and then the four of them began leaving the city.

  Dai Mubai walked awkwardly because of a sore bottom. Flander, walking behind, asked Ma Hongjun...

  "What's wrong with Mu Bai? He's walking so strangely today."

  "Really? Probably because that tigress is around. Dean, don't meddle in the young people's affairs!"

  "Oh, hmm!"

  Ma Hongjun glanced sideways at Flander. What did that "oh, hmm" mean? What did he see this time?

  "Dean, let's go to that grove over there. The Spirit Fusion Technique I told you about, Cheng Xian and I used it there last time!"

  Dai Mu Bai pointed to the grove where they had used their Spirit Fusion Technique last time.

  The four walked over and saw two clear dividing lines in the grove.

  The area previously covered by black flames had cleared out, forming a path.

  The area covered by white flames, however, was completely withered and yellowed, a stark contrast to the surrounding green.

  Undoubtedly, these trees had lost all life.

  "Dean," said Dai Mubai, "these are the marks left by the Black and White Demon Tiger. It consists of white and black flames. The black flames directly affected the trees, right here in this path; all the trees were reduced to wood chips.

  The white flames are this row of withered trees. There was no change here that day, but now they're all lifeless.

  This confirms my guess: the black flames directly affected the physical body, a physical attack; while the white flames likely affected the soul, a mental attack."

  After listening to Dai Mubai's words, Flander examined the marks left in both black and white areas and pondered.

  He himself had used the Martial Soul Fusion Technique and knew more about it. The power of the Martial Soul Fusion Technique was undeniable, but this Black and White Demon Tiger was far too powerful. It

  could even launch a mental attack; mental attacks are intangible and difficult to defend against.

  "Being able to launch a mental attack is incredibly rare. Even among spirit fusion techniques, you

  two are among the best. I think this mental attack is related to the mutations in your spirits."

  "That's true. My eyes have mutated because of becoming an immortal, which has strengthened my mental power, improved my eyesight, and increased my detection range. Moreover, I can sense an energy within my eyes. I think once I understand it, I can use it as a form of mental attack."

  "Very strong. You two must practice more to master this spirit fusion technique. The fact that

  you were able to execute it successfully on your first try proves that your compatibility is very high."

  "Yes, our compatibility is as high as 90%, which surprised me. Perhaps becoming an immortal and I are truly the best match.

  I'm so grateful to heaven for letting me meet an immortal."

  Dai Mubai said, not forgetting to lick his lips and shower the audience with affection.

  However, what he said was true. The compatibility of spirit fusion is a very mysterious thing, unclear and without any basis.

  The higher the compatibility, the smoother the execution, and the greater the power.

  Just like their family's ancestral Netherworld White Tiger Martial Soul Fusion Skill, its compatibility was only around 60%.

  Flander remained silent, lost in deep reminiscence.

  Back then, their Golden Iron Triangle Martial Soul Fusion Skill, a fusion skill of three people, had a compatibility far exceeding many other Martial Soul Fusion Skills, reaching an astonishing 99%.

  Dai Mubai's licking was very pleasing to Xiang Chengxian, who approached and took Dai Mubai's hand.

  It wasn't just Dai Mubai who thanked heaven, but also Xiang Chengxian.

  Last night's incident of wiping someone's butt had taken their relationship to a new level, and now it was rapidly heating up. If things continued like this, it wouldn't be long before they could take another step beyond Martial Soul Fusion.

  Ma Hongjun was left isolated, helplessly eating dog food (a Chinese idiom for witnessing a couple's public display of affection).

  He was thinking… about

  Dai Mubai's fiancée.

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