Let me turn you into the Enchanting Demon of Evilfire — Ma Xiaotao!"
Within the illusion of Tsukuyomi, Huo Yuhao grinned wickedly as he stepped slowly toward Ma Xiaotao, who had collapsed helplessly on the ground.
"You… you evil soul master, don't come any closer!"
In the illusion realm dominated entirely by Huo Yuhao's will, even someone as powerful as a Soul Emperor like Ma Xiaotao became nothing more than a powerless, delicate girl once trapped within Tsukuyomi.
"Keh keh keh… Go ahead and scream louder if you like. Even if your voice breaks, no one will come to save you."
Huo Yuhao mimicked the lines of villains from his past life, causing Bibi Dong—who was helping sustain the illusion—to twitch uncontrollably at the corner of her mouth.
But Huo Yuhao's goal wasn't just to play the villain—it was psychological warfare. Whether it was the pure, ultimate fire of her Fire Phoenix or the dark and menacing Black Phoenix, neither truly represented the essence of evilfire. What he wanted was to guide Ma Xiaotao away from her fear and rejection of this power, and lead her instead to embrace it.
In the last ten thousand years, aside from Ma Hongjun—the original Fire Phoenix of the first generation Shrek Seven Devils who had Divine King Tang San's support—had any soul master with an ultimate attribute ever truly become a god? The original story listed multiple prodigies with ultimate elements, yet how many of them actually ascended?
Becoming a Title Douluo with an ultimate attribute could make one near-invincible, as Yan Shaozhe once said—but even that wasn't enough to take the final step to godhood. At best, it made you a peak-level mortal.
But what about lust, one of the Seven Deadly Sins that governs the higher evolution of Evilfire?
Well… at least the corresponding god lives freely in the Divine Realm as a First-Class Deity.
From the moment Ma Xiaotao was captured by the Holy Spirit Cult, Huo Yuhao had made up his mind: he would not let this girl, who was destined for suffering, walk that path. He would rewrite her fate.
A trace of Rakshasa Divine Power subtly seeped into Ma Xiaotao's body. The evilfire that had been suppressed for over a decade now showed signs of erupting. A pinkish-red aura began to spread throughout the Tsukuyomi space. Using his own face as a base, Huo Yuhao reshaped his appearance to match his ideal adult form, modeled on golden proportions from his past life.
"You…"
Ma Xiaotao stared at the man before her, who had removed his upper garment to reveal eight well-defined abdominal muscles. Under the influence of both the Rakshasa Power and the seductive presence before her, the evilfire in her was instantly ignited like a powder keg.
"Sister Xiaotao, release your evilfire. Better it fall into my hands than let you be reduced to the Holy Spirit Cult's breeding tool."
Even with Bibi Dong's help, Huo Yuhao was still far too weak. Maintaining this illusion alone made his head throb with agony.
"Ahhh—!"
Engulfed by her own evilfire, Ma Xiaotao screamed, using the last of her strength to inch backward.
"Don't come any closer!"
Outside the illusion, her physical body also collapsed limply to the floor. Evilfire spread across her body while Huo Yuhao sat cross-legged before her, his palm resting on her lower abdomen. With Rakshasa's divine protection, he didn't need to fear any backlash.
"Come, Xiaotao… there's no need to hold back anymore."
Huo Yuhao didn't act forcefully. True harmony between both parties was the key to triggering evilfire's evolution.
"Remember my name. I'm Huo Yuhao."
"…Yuhao…"
Hearing his voice, Ma Xiaotao—now completely engulfed in evilfire—slowly rose to her feet. Huo Yuhao smiled at her and opened his arms wide. Their clothes vanished as the illusion turned into an endless space tinged with pink. To Ma Xiaotao, only his warm embrace remained in this world.
Without hesitation, she dove into his arms. That warmth soaked through to her soul, instantly washing away all the agony of being burned alive. She clung to his perfect physique as though she wanted to merge her entire being into his.
Since birth, Ma Xiaotao had suffered from the torment of evilfire deep within her martial soul. In the original timeline, she had eventually purified it using ten-thousand-year Blazing Gel, but doing so removed a trait that—ironically—became the very thing that kept her from reaching godhood. But now, as she unleashed the full force of her sinful power, her path to divinity opened wide before her.
Outside the attic, the twin maids Feifei and Yingying twitched at the sounds leaking from what should've been a soundproof room. They silently stepped back, trying to reduce their secondhand embarrassment.
Wasn't the Holy Son still just a kid? Or did he…?
Huo Yuhao, for his part, had no interest in any of that. All he could do was silently pray for Ma Xiaotao to complete her transformation quickly. His frail mental sea was starting to fracture; his head felt like it would burst apart. Only repeated infusions of Rakshasa Power from Bibi Dong were keeping him from a full-blown psychic meltdown.
At that moment, Ma Xiaotao felt completely fulfilled. For the first time in her life, during this golden moment, she experienced an overwhelming sense of guilt—and liberation.
Suspended mid-air within the Holy Son's chamber, her body radiated light. Crimson wings beat gently behind her. Her skin had turned a delicate peach-pink, and the once golden-red evilfire began shifting to a soft blush tone.
Suddenly, a string of sonic booms echoed. A longer, more elegant phoenix form shimmered into view in the void. Her entire being began to transform.
The illusion dissolved in an instant. The man who had brought her to such heavenly heights scattered into glowing pink fragments. Ma Xiaotao's soul abruptly regained clarity. An unmatched sense of lucidity surged through her, prompting a long, euphoric cry.
It had all been an illusion.
She floated there, dazed. And yet… even after fully evolving into her mythical phoenix form, there was no exhilaration—only a strange emptiness. Deep in her soul, she found herself yearning for that warm embrace again… for that unmatched, blissful connection.
Her strength had become incredible, yet the sensation of becoming a woman lingered deeply. Even now, a warmth beneath her reminded her of what had just occurred.
The Evilfire Phoenix had evolved into a legendary creature known only in ancient myths—the Sinlust Enchantress Phoenix. Her once golden-red wings had transformed into an alluring peach hue. With each soft beat, ripples of pink light spread from her body. Massive flames of pink surged up from below, engulfing her entirely. Behind her, the towering phantom of a seductive phoenix emerged, slowly folding around her, then merging into her completely.
"It worked!" Huo Yuhao exclaimed, overjoyed.
"…Didn't think this was even possible," Bibi Dong muttered, her expression odd. In her past life, she had only ever heard of Evilfire Phoenixes in the Ma Hongjun lineage, but to think the mythical Sinlust Enchantress Phoenix would be born this way…
For one to awaken such a form, their partner had to endure the hellish evilfire unleashed during the process. Most would perish before the transformation completed. After all, a soul master about to evolve their Evilfire Phoenix would typically already be at the Soul King or Soul Emperor level—their eruption was deadly. Even a Title Douluo would struggle to survive it.
Because even the strongest Douluos… have their weaknesses.
Across history, very few Evilfire Phoenixes had encountered a spiritual-type Title Douluo capable of supporting them through an illusion awakening. And under the divine guidance of a true god, Huo Yuhao's Tsukuyomi manifested with Title Douluo-level spiritual force!
"…Huo Yuhao."
Ma Xiaotao's eyes slowly regained their clarity. With her martial soul evolved, the soul seal imposed by Zhongli Wu was completely broken.
Author's Note:
This is my personal take on how the Evilfire Phoenix should truly evolve. It's a top-tier martial soul and deserves a challenging path to godhood.
This chapter didn't get many comments yet, but I really hope to hear more feedback about this fiery, straightforward girl. Whether she joins the harem is up to you—mainly, I just wanted to rescue a tragic character from the original work and give her the same kind of illusion awakening that Qian Renxue once received.
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