Picked Up Two Wives and Brought Them Home: Yao Zi and Mu Yunteng

Faced with Yao Zi of the Plant Academy's loudly voiced question,

Yan Buhui was clearly unruffled.

He replied calmly:

"That's right!"

"I'm the very man you're talking about, the one you're thinking of."

"Oh, right, they like to call me Little Lecher. You can call me that too."

Yan Buhui teased.

Yao Qingyun reacted at once, quickly pushing the two women away and shouting:

"Run! A Zi, A Yun, don't let him catch you! I'll hold him off here!"

With that,

Yao Qingyun unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar!

"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar!"

Then, Yao Qingyun instantly erupted with power again, activating his Eighth Soul Skill.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Blazing Sun's Radiance."

Boom!

Yan Buhui looked up to see a massive, fearsome fireball hurtling toward him.

"Sigh... Are all of you so unreasonable? How rude. Why must you force me to fight? I don't want to..."

Yan Buhui casually waved a hand, and flames suddenly surged up behind him like a rising tide. Those flames were the "Sea Heart Flame!"

The flames were soft as water and seemed gentle, yet concealed a surging intent to kill.

These were also the heavenly flames that the Medicine Emperor Han Feng had nearly lost half his life barely managing to absorb.

Later, after he failed and died, he offered the Sea Heart Flame to Old Man Mu Gu of the Hall of Souls, only then obtaining a shattered Dou Zong body in exchange.

Clearly, the importance of heavenly flames to alchemists went without saying.

Of course, for Yan Buhui,

mastering every kind of heavenly flame came easily.

In an instant, the Sea Heart Flame transformed into a blue eagle and violently shattered the enormous fireball.

Immediately afterward, a swipe of its talons tore Yao Qingyun's Martial Soul Avatar to pieces as well!

Yao Qingyun cried out in pain, "Argh-"

He flew backward, spitting blood, and braced both hands desperately against the ground. Gravely wounded, he could no longer fight!

"Dad!!!"

Yao Zi cried out, her heart aching for her father, Yao Qingyun.

She had not expected the red-haired young man before her to be so incredibly powerful.

With just one move, he had severely injured her father, a level eighty-two Soul Douluo.

"Uncle!!"

Mu Yunteng also saw Yao Qingyun lying gravely wounded on the ground and cried out anxiously.

Yao Qingyun merely trembled as he stammered, "Quick... go... you're... no match for him... you'll die here. Quick, go..."

In fact,

Yan Buhui had held back a great deal of the Sea Heart Flame's power.

He had not used his full strength.

However,

watching this scene of deep affection between father and daughter, Yan Buhui felt not a trace of pity. Instead, he almost wanted to laugh.

As for Yao Qingyun and his daughter Yao Zi, they had brought this suffering on themselves. They had no one else to blame.

Every day, among the Soul Beast races, there were scenes of wives, children, and elders being killed.

What did a few dead Soul Masters amount to?

Besides,

Yan Buhui had no intention of taking Yao Qingyun's life.

After all,

he was Yao Zi's father, at the very least.

Once Yan Buhui took Yao Zi as a concubine, Yao Qingyun would be his future father-in-law.

That was why Yan Buhui had not dealt a killing blow.

It was merely a show of force to make the Plant Academy's two great campus belles, Yao Zi and Mu Yunteng, submit.

"What?!"

"Not running anymore?"

Yan Buhui looked at Mu Yunteng and Yao Zi, who had run back, and said with a cold snort and a smile, "You were worried about the old man, so you came back to check on him, right?"

"Please, spare my father."

Yao Zi fell to her knees with a thud, tears streaming down her face like rain on pear blossoms, and begged Yan Buhui for mercy.

"Please, get up, get up. How could I let you do this?"

Yan Buhui helped the kneeling Yao Zi to her feet, wiped the tear tracks from her face, and said gently, "What are you saying? Your father is my father. How could I kill our father? Who's been spreading such rumors about me, Yan Buhui?"

"Besides, look at you. You've cried and made a mess of your face. With such delicate skin, you won't look pretty if you keep crying like that."

"Thank you, benefactor, for sparing him!"

Yao Zi gave up resisting altogether and began to regain her composure, answering naturally.

Yan Buhui then comforted Yao Zi, saying, "However, I need you and Mu Yunteng to come back to the Land of Extreme Flame with me. How about it?!"

"Ah?..."

Yao Zi's face changed with shock.

So there was another trap waiting for her and Sister Yunteng.

Wasn't this the same old path Sisters Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, Xue Wu, and Shui Yue'er had taken?

She would still end up as a concubine to the phoenix man before her...

A demand like this...

It was the first time Yao Zi had ever heard one.

Mu Yunteng, standing to the side, was frightened out of her wits too.

He was going to take her and Sister Yao Zi back with him? Wouldn't that mean...?

Would there be no chance of ever leaving the Land of Extreme Flame again?

"A Zi, A Yun, don't agree to it..."

Supporting his battered, wounded body, Yao Qingyun warned the two women.

"Keep your mouth shut. Nobody's going to think you're mute."

Yan Buhui gave Yao Qingyun a cold glance, and a powerful pressure radiated from him. It was the pressure of a Two-Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's power, which repelled Yao Qingyun and forcibly crushed the ground around him into a pit once more.

"Argh-"

Yao Qingyun collapsed to the ground, his head splitting with pain.

"No, no!"

Worried for her father, Yao Zi cried, "I agree! I agree! Please, let my father go."

"Hmph..."

"Isn't that better? Be good. I'll cherish you and love you."

A trace of cold cruelty flashed in Yan Buhui's eyes.

Then he turned to Mu Yunteng and asked, "And you? Little girl, are you willing to follow in my footsteps?"

Seeing that even her older cousin Yao Zi had agreed, and that her uncle Yao Qingyun had been beaten half to death, Mu Yunteng seemed to have lost the initiative under Yan Buhui's threats and inducements.

Besides, under Yan Buhui's oppressive might, scarcely any woman could resist.

Mu Yunteng then bit her cherry lips and said calmly:

"I..."

"I'm willing..."

Yes, she spoke very softly. She feared embarrassment, and she feared Yan Buhui too.

As for this delicate, yielding manner of hers, her father would probably be bitterly disappointed if he saw it.

But she had no choice now. She could only swallow the humiliation and compromise to protect herself. Preserving her own life was what mattered.

"Mm, that's more like it."

Yan Buhui smiled and said to Yao Qingyun, "You saw it all. I didn't force anyone. They agreed of their own accord to join my cave abode in the Land of Extreme Flame. So please, don't let your Plant Academy come looking for trouble with my Land of Extreme Flame. Understand?"

Yao Qingyun was gnashing his teeth, but under the pressure's power, he could not move at all, much less say a single word. He felt utterly miserable, worse than if he were dead.

With that,

Yan Buhui had no intention of making things difficult for this future father-in-law either.

With a snap of his fingers, he released the pressure he had exerted.

Taking the Plant Academy's two great campus belles, Yao Zi and Mu Yunteng, he transformed into his true Evil Fire Phoenix form and flew toward the Land of Extreme Flame.

He had come out this once and picked up two pretty little wives with trim figures. Who would believe it?