"Bebee!"
"Father, don't!"
His daughter and wife shouted in panic. Shui Yingyue ignored Jasmine's warning and tried to rush toward him, but her body refused to move. Strangely, only Shui Meiyin didn't panic, she just stared at Yun Wuji with confused eyes.
"Do it!" Shui Qianheng ignored their cries and closed his eyes.
Amid the panic of his daughters and wife, Yun Wuji placed the Soul Mark on him. He glanced at the man, whose face had turned as pale as a sheet. Shui Qianheng was still gritting his teeth, but the weight of knowing something as dreadful as the Brahma Soul Death-Wishing Mark now branded in his soul made him look like he had just survived an apocalyptic disaster.
"I promise, as long as you keep your mouth shut, the curse won't activate. You can live like nothing happened," Yun Wuji said calmly.
"Alright, you can let him go," he told Xuanyin. Then he turned to the other three women and gave them a quick glance, hesitating for a moment. Should he brand them too, or just leave it be?
After all, with their father already in this state, and given how close they were, the chances of them saying anything were slim. And even if they did, it would be long after. He just needed a few months.
"Let's go," Yun Wuji said after Mu Xuanyin released Shui Qianheng. Before she could reach for him, Luo Guxie moved faster. She grabbed his shoulder and took off into the sky.
"...", Mu Xuanyin's eyebrow twitched. Without a word, she turned into a beam of light and followed, Jasmine flying right behind her.
"Husband, are you okay?"
"Father!"
"Daddy!"
After the terrifying group left, the two girls and their mother rushed to Shui Qianheng. His wife caught his body just before he collapsed, holding him up with trembling arms.
"I am alright. Once the effect of the ice fades, I'll be fine," Shui Qianheng leaned against his wife and spoke slowly. His body was still a pale, bluish-white, but he forced a smile to reassure them.
"These bastards are so unreasonable! Just because of something so insignificant, they did this to you!" Shui Yingyue gritted her teeth and shouted angrily.
"..." Cheng Wanxiao was much more mature and intelligent than her daughter, which was why she had secured the number one position in her husband's heart, despite him having 173 wives and being the youngest and most recent of them all.
She turned to her youngest daughter and asked, "Meiyin, what do you think?"
"Mama, I don't know, but I have a feeling that what that big brother said is true. He didn't want to hurt us unless he was forced to," Shui Meiyin said, placing her finger on her cheek as if thinking deeply, tilting her head before answering.
"Really?" Cheng Wanxiao's eyes widened slightly, surprised by her daughter's answer. She hadn't expected Meiyin to respond like that.
"Haha, see? I told you not to worry. According to Meiyin, as long as we don't speak of today's events, nothing's going to happen," Shui Qianheng chuckled, trying to reassure Shui Yingyue as he patted her back. However, beneath his forced laughter, a deep somberness lingered. Even if what his daughter said was true, it didn't erase the fact of what had happened. How could a man, a powerful 8th Divine Master, accept being humiliated and forced to submit in front of his own family?
For the first time in years, he cursed his own powerlessness. The strength that had made him formidable now felt hollow, leaving him with a sense of helplessness he had never known before.
...
Yun Wuji's group, no longer in the mood to delay, sped their way back to the Snow Song Realm, traveling at full speed.
Instead of heading straight to the Divine Ice Phoenix Sect, the group went north, flying all the way to the border between the Snow Song Realm and the Northern Divine Region.
"What are we doing here?" Jasmine leaned lazily against his back, her chin resting on his shoulder as she pressed her cheek to his and asked.
If it had been before she landed on the Blue Pole Star and met Yun Wuji and the Evil Infant, this tsundere Star God would never act like this in front of others. With how thin her skin used to be, she'd probably die from embarrassment. But after living with those two shameless duo, she ended up getting 'corrupted', her skin thickened quite a bit.
"Yang'er," Luo Guxie murmured, clinging to his chest as she sniffed him from time to time, "what are we doing here?"
"..." Mu Xuanyin stood quietly at his side, her face neutral, as if none of it mattered to her. But anyone who glanced down at her clenched fist would realize she wasn't as indifferent as she looked.
"We're awaiting the one who'll deliver the Untamed Divine Marrow," Yun Wuji replied, his hand gently stroking Luo Guxie's waist as he spoke.
Mu Xuanyin's eyes narrowed as she gazed at the dark sky ahead of them and asked, "Is it your clone?"
"I've already told you, it's my second body, not a clone," Yun Wuji corrected her, then shook his head. "No, it's not me who is bringing the Untamed Divine Marrow."
"A Devil person?" Jasmine asked, narrowing her eyes. Compared to others, perhaps because she was still young, she didn't harbor as much hatred toward the people from the Northern Divine Region, but that didn't mean she didn't hate them.
However, since Yun Wuji was the one who had brought them here, and after learning about the Devil Emperor, Jasmine… No, the other women as well didn't despise the Devils as much anymore.
"Yes," Yun Wuji replied.
"Hehehehe~" At this time, a wanton laughter was suddenly heard. This laughter was sultry and extremely seductive. The voice instantly put everyone on alert, and the women's expressions suddenly changed.
This voice, carrying a bone-melting charm and seductiveness that could steal a person's soul, made even the three women's blood boil, and even Yun Wuji's body shuddered. His little dragon stirred, rudely awakened, pressing between Luo Guxie's thighs.
"You are..." Mu Xuanyin's face suddenly turned cold, and an icy aura spread everywhere, like a storm. The already extremely low temperature plummeted even further.
She was very familiar with this voice, this soul-stirring seductiveness, the voice of a vixen. It was the voice of that terrible woman from ten thousand years ago!
A pool of black shadow erupted from the ground, coalescing into three distinct figures. The first to appear was a woman with devilish charm, covered in a layer of black smoke. Right after, two women appeared behind her.
The two women looked exactly the same, as if they were the same person. They stood silently, their eyes fixed on Yun Wuji. Their movements, and even their breathing, were perfectly identical.
"Wuji, I finally meet the real you~" Chi Wuyao ignored the vigilant women around her, the black smoke surrounding her gradually dispersing to reveal her soul-stealing figure and captivating face. She walked slowly toward them, whispering in an amorous voice.
"Young Master Yun." The twins, Jie Xin and Jie Ling, bowed in greeting. Their identical voices were filled with respect and admiration as they addressed him.
"You guys are right on time," Yun Wuji smiled at them. He always had a smile on his face, even when facing his enemies. However, the smile he gave to his women and those close to him was gentler and warmer, exuding a soothing and serene feeling that people couldn't help but want to indulge in.
This was the effect of his high-level attainment of Light Profound Energy.
"Wuji, do you know her?" Mu Xuanyin, who was ready to attack, stopped and asked him.
"Yes, I met Chi Wuyao a while ago. I'll explain everything later," Yun Wuji glanced at Mu Xuanyin and then at Chi Wuyao before replying.
"...Alright," Mu Xuanyin sensed something from his words and nodded reluctantly.
'Another woman... No, three women,' Jasmine and Luo Guxie weren't interested in the Devil identity of the three women as much as they were interested in his relationship with them.
"Little darling, here's the things you asked me to bring," Chi Wuyao purred, gliding toward Yun Wuji, her curves swaying, her full breasts a mere breath from grazing his chest. With a sultry smile, she raised her hand, a ring between her fingers, and presented it to him.
"Thanks," Yun Wuji said, reaching for the ring. But as he took it, Chi Wuyao's hand swiftly clasped his, giving a gentle tug. Caught off guard, he stumbled forward, his face plunging into the soft, plush valley of her breasts.
"Ahn~ Careful, little darling~" Chi Wuyao let out a soft, sultry moan, her voice a cottony whisper as she chided him for his clumsiness. Yet, her hands betrayed her words; instead of pushing him away, she cradled his head, pulling him closer, burying his face deeper into the valley of her breasts.
Yun Wuji felt as though he were sinking into a warm, velvety sea, soft and impossibly comforting. Though only his face was pressed against her pillowy softness, the sensation enveloped his entire body, an intoxicating haze that numbed his senses like a sweet poison. It urged him to forget the world and remain like this... forever.
"Let go of Wuji!"
"Wuji!"
"Let go of Yang'er!" The three women's icy voices rang out in unison. In an instant, they blurred into motion. Mu Xuanyin coldly shoved Chi Wuyao aside, while the other two women quickly pulled Yun Wuji away, separating them.
Yun Wuji felt a lingering sense of regret. Holding Chi Wuyao's body had been so comfortable, so pleasant. He glanced down and stared at his stiff dragon; it, too, seemed to share his sentiment, silently agreeing with his thoughts.
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