Chapter 112: Huang Yaoshi

Ye Xiu’s eyes widened as he stared at Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai, on the other hand, sat at the head of the bed, tidying his clothes in an orderly manner. His posture was so steady. He looked like a customer who had finished his job at a brothel and was about to leave with satisfaction.

In contrast, Ye Xiu seemed to be the one being forced -

well, Ye Xiu was indeed forced, and he was the passive one from beginning to end.

In fact, men... Everyone knows that they don’t have much resistance to a heroic beauty like Dongfang Bubai. Under normal circumstances, no one would be unhappy.

But, the situation of Ye Xiu and the others was not normal. Ye Xiu was passive from beginning to end, no, he couldn’t move from beginning to end. And let alone move, he couldn’t even utter a word, not even a sound.

Who could bear this?

With a stretch of his hand, Ye Xiu’s body was finally able to move.

"You—" Ye Xiu looked at Dongfang Bubai, his expression a complex mix of resentment, complaint, and a hint of smug joy.

"From now on, you belong to me," Dongfang Bubai declared directly and domineeringly.

"I—"

"From now on, you will keep your distance from other members of the opposite sex."

"Well..."

"You know my methods. If you don't want others to get hurt."

Dongfang Bubai didn't even give Ye Xiu a chance to speak, directly launching into three sentences that choked Ye Xiu to death.

"…I don't quite understand why you have a crush on me, on me?" Ye Xiu couldn't help but ask.

Dongfang Bubai paused as he adjusted his clothes, then turned his head to look at Ye Xiu's face, reaching out to hook his hand under his chin. "I think you're quite good-looking."

"Just because of that? Just because you like me?" Ye Xiu found Dongfang Bubai's answer difficult to accept.

In his mind, Dongfang Bubai wasn't a superficial woman; she shouldn't be so concerned with her appearance.

And most importantly, how many times had he and Dongfang Bubai interacted? They'd met a few times, barely exchanging a few words at most. Later, they'd explain the Purple Cloud Skill, but that was all they did. There was no further interaction or communication. So why would Dongfang Bubai fall for him?

Ye Xiu realized that the only reason Dongfang Bubai might be attracted to him was probably his good looks. But was Dongfang Bubai really the kind of superficial woman who only cared about looks? Not really.

Ye Xiu didn't know about Dongfang Bubai's use of the diary, nor did he know that it had helped her successfully cultivate her own feelings and led her to fall in love with Ye Xiu.

Without knowing this, Dongfang Bubai developed a crush on him and even forced herself on him. Ye Xiu was naturally puzzled.

Bang, bang, bang—

someone knocked on the door from outside.

"Brother Xiu, Brother Xiu, are you up? Why aren't you out at this time? Are you staying in bed?" Huang Rong's voice echoed from outside.

Ye Xiu's face darkened at Huang Rong's words. He had no idea how to face her.

Dongfang Bubai's expression remained unchanged upon hearing Huang Rong's voice, but a hint of pride glimmered in her eyes.

With a flick of her hand, a red thread flew from her hand, unbolting the door and swinging it open.

Huang Rong saw the door open and stepped inside, only to find Dongfang Bubai and Ye Xiu in the same room. It even looked as if something had happened between them. Huang Rong also detected a faint, strange smell in the room.

"You, Sister Dongfang, you, why are you in Brother Xiu's room?" Huang Rong's smile froze.

"From now on, Ye Xiu is mine," Dongfang Bubai declared bluntly.

"Ah? You? Brother Xiu, you guys? You guys—" Huang Rong's face was filled with shock, disbelief, then sadness, despair—

"Rong'er, listen to me—" Ye Xiu tried to explain, but suddenly realized he had nothing to say. He and Dongfang Bubai had indeed taken the final step.

Whether Ye Xiu was passive or not, whether he was forced into it or not, the process wasn't important; what mattered was the outcome! The result was that Ye Xiu and Dongfang Bubai had entered into a relationship of the most intimate kind.

"You, you, I hate you." Huang Rong gritted her teeth, turned, and ran away. Tears fell from her eyes and dripped onto the ground. Huang Rong had already run out, even rushing out of the inn.

"Rong'er—" Ye Xiu tried to chase Huang Rong, but when he lifted the quilt, he found himself still a white-striped chicken.

"I told you, you're mine now. You should know what to do and what not to do," Dongfang Bubai said coldly.

"But, Rong'er—"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to her. But if you keep caring about her like this, then something will definitely happen to her." Dongfang Bubai looked at Ye Xiu calmly, yet domineeringly.

"…" Ye Xiu didn't know what to say or do. In the end, he put on his clothes in a dejected manner.

As Ye Xiu dressed, Dongfang Bubai didn't seem to look away. He just watched Ye Xiu's every move with such a domineering attitude that Ye Xiu felt very uncomfortable. He subconsciously tried to avoid Dongfang Bubai's eyes while he dressed.

Elsewhere, Huang Rong ran out, unable to accept what had happened between Ye Xiu and Dongfang Bubai.

She ran for a long distance, only stopping when her body felt exhausted.

Tears welled up in Huang Rong's eyes, her face awash with grief.

She couldn't accept this.

Ye Xiu had clearly written in his diary the previous night that he would choose her, but just one night later, Ye Xiu and Dongfang Bubai were already together. How could Huang Rong accept this?

Although she and Ye Xiu hadn't made any vows of love, they had been so happy together.

But the happier they had been, the more heartbroken Huang Rong felt now.

Grabbing a branch, Huang Rong lashed at the flowers and plants along the roadside. Seeing the mess she had wrecked, Huang Rong felt the urge to cry again.

Finally, she crouched on the ground and began to sob again.

"Rong'er?"

a distressed voice rang out from in front of Huang Rong.

Huang Rong heard the voice and looked up, a bit confused. She saw a man standing before her. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, with a gaunt, tall, and slender figure. He was elegant and graceful, with a dignified and divine presence. He wore a straight-cut blue robe and a matching scarf on his head, looking like a scholar.

"Dad?" Huang Rong looked at him and subconsciously called out.

"Rong'er! What's wrong with you? Have you been bullied?" Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil, looked at Huang Rong, who raised her head, her face covered in tear marks, her eyes red and swollen, and her whole body exuding a sense of grievance. He was immediately distressed.

At the same time as his heartache, Huang Yaoshi was also extremely angry, so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

Huang Rong, curious about Zhou Botong, had gone to deliver him food. It happened to be the day Huang Yaoshi's wife, Feng Heng, had died, so Huang Yaoshi scolded her.

Feeling wronged, Huang Rong ran away from Peach Blossom Island.

Huang Yaoshi, worried about his daughter, soon followed her out.

Huang Yaoshi, however, hadn't anticipated that Huang Rong would not head towards the Song Dynasty, but instead towards the Ming Dynasty. He had nearly lost his way, which was why he hadn't found her until now.

He hadn't expected to find Huang Rong sobbing, clearly aggrieved, upon finding her. His anger burned, his murderous intent surging, and he wished he could kill his daughter's perpetrators.

"Dad!" Huang Rong rose and hugged him, her voice etched with grievance, "I missed you!"

Hearing Huang Rong's aggrieved voice, Huang Yaoshi's heart broke.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Rong'er. It's Daddy's fault. It's all Daddy's fault. Daddy shouldn't have lost his temper with you..." Huang Yaoshi apologized and comforted Huang Rong.

It took a long time for Huang Rong to recover, but her eyes and nose were red, and she sobbed from time to time.

"Rong'er, who bullied you? Daddy will go and avenge you now." Huang Yaoshi's tone was full of murderous intent.

"It was—" Huang Rong wanted to say Ye Xiu, but it seemed wrong. Saying Dongfang Bubai didn't seem particularly appropriate, especially since Dongfang Bubai was such a high-level martial arts master.

"Rong'er, don't be afraid. Daddy will take care of everything. Who bullied you? Tell Daddy, and Daddy will help you get revenge." Huang Yaoshi comforted Huang Rong softly.

"No, no one bullied me." Huang Rong shook her head.

"Rong'er, you—" Huang Yaoshi looked at Huang Rong like this and felt that Huang Rong was clearly deceived by a man.

Only if she'd been cheated by a man would she act like this. Otherwise, when Huang Yaoshi arrived and Huang Rong was bullied, shouldn't the first thing she did was to complain and ask him to avenge her?

The thought of his own little Baicai being taken away by a wicked man made Huang Yaoshi even angrier, and he felt even more murderous.

"Rong'er, why don't you tell Dad about your experiences lately?" Huang Yaoshi said, seemingly agreeing with Huang Rong.

"Well, Dad, I..." Huang Rong was feeling a bit off and needed to vent, so when Huang Yaoshi asked, she did.

However, because she couldn't tell anyone about the diary incident, Huang Rong's words were inevitably a bit chaotic. This behavior only made Huang Yaoshi feel that Huang Rong had been bullied and heartbroken, to the point that her once eloquent speech had become less effective.

"...Brother Xiu, Ye Xiu..." Huang Rong slowly forgot a lot and began to talk about Ye Xiu frequently.

Huang Yaoshi, on the other hand, not only did Huang Rong frequently mention Ye Xiu, but each time he did, the corners of his mouth curled up, a sweet smile flickering across his face.

Ye Xiu's name had become a part of Huang Yaoshi's blacklist.

However, after his earlier anger and murderous intent, Huang Yaoshi had calmed down. He noticed his daughter's eyebrows hadn't unraveled, indicating that Huang Rong hadn't lost her virginity to Ye Xiu. He felt somewhat relieved, as if Huang Rong's innocence remained intact and hadn't been deceived. Then, Huang Yaoshi glanced behind him, a cold glint in his eyes . 

From the very beginning, he'd sensed that someone was watching his daughter. 

Meanwhile, Ye Xiu remained worried about Huang Rong, fearing something might happen to her. 

"My men followed Huang Rong when she left. You don't have to worry about her safety. However, I hope you'll forget about her from now on, otherwise—" Dongfang Bubai said to Ye Xiu, seemingly threateningly. 

Hearing Dongfang Bubai's words that she had someone watching Huang Rong, Ye Xiu felt somewhat relieved. 

But Dongfang Bubai seemed truly accustomed to being overbearing. His words and actions were all overbearing, leaving Ye Xiu no choice but to simply let him forget Huang Rong. 

Under Dongfang Bubai's gaze, Ye Xiu was helpless and could only temporarily give up on his search for Huang Rong. 

But Ye Xiu still felt uneasy. 

He and Huang Rong had gotten along so well before, practically committing to a lifelong relationship. Then, suddenly, he was raped by Dongfang Bubai. It was almost too surreal, wasn't it? 

Ye Xiu didn't know how to face Huang Rong. 

As for Dongfang Bubai—Ye Xiu also had feelings for her, so after being raped, he felt a certain closeness. However, because he had been raped, and because they hadn't known each other well enough, he felt a sense of distance between him and Dongfang Bubai. 

It just didn't feel right. 

Just as Ye Xiu was feeling uneasy, a figure in green suddenly flew towards him, clutching a jade flute that pierced Ye Xiu like a long sword. 

A sense of crisis washed over Ye Xiu, and he felt his hair stand on end. Looking up, he saw a jade flute approaching. Yet, he felt powerless, unable even to dodge. It felt as if he could only wait for death. 

Ding— 

an embroidery needle struck the jade flute, making a crisp sound. 

The flute bearer's attack was blocked, and there was a pause. Then, a red figure flew past Ye Xiu, charging towards the bearer. 

Ye Xiu felt the pressure on his body ease, and a stream of white sweat streamed from his pores. 

A strong sense of exhaustion overtook him. He looked forward. Two figures, one in green and one in red, were engaged in a rapid exchange. 

The one in green displayed exquisite moves, their posture surprisingly beautiful. The jade flute in his hand resembled a sharp sword. 

Dongfang Bubai, on the other hand, moved swiftly, like a ghost. Each move was simple, yet swift, reaching the extreme. 

The two fought from the sky to the ground, from the left to the right, giving people a dazzling feeling that made people dizzy. Even if you are not careful, the two people will disappear from your sight and you can't catch up with them. 

Looking at the two people fighting, Ye Xiu was nervous. He didn't know who the man in green was. 

He was able to fight Dongfang Bubai on equal terms. However, gradually, Ye Xiu found that the man in green's moves were a little familiar. They were very similar to the martial arts used by Huang Rong. However, Huang Rong's moves were not as skillful as the man in green. 

Ye Xiu had guessed the identity of this person. 

A man with the same martial arts as Huang Rong, and such high martial arts skills, who else could it be except Huang Rong's father, Huang Yaoshi, the East Evil? 

When Ye Xiu thought about Huang Yaoshi's direct attempt to kill him, his scalp tingled. 

"Dad, stop fighting! Hurry up! Brother Xiu!" 

Huang Rong chased over and watched Huang Yaoshi clashing with Dongfang Bubai. Soon, she spotted Ye Xiu and her eyes lit up as she playfully called out, "Brother Xiu." 

But after saying this, Huang Rong thought about what had happened between Ye Xiu and Dongfang Bubai, and a hint of frustration and bitterness spread across her face.

Huang Yaoshi noticed his daughter and stopped tangling with Dongfang Bubai. With a feint, he retreated to Huang Rong's side.

Dongfang Bubai, seeing this, didn't pursue him, but instead stood directly in front of Ye Xiu, even blocking Huang Rong's view of him.

"Eastern Evil, Huang Yaoshi." Dongfang Bubai looked at the man and called out his identity.

"Yes, it is I. Young lady, you have such advanced cultivation at such a young age. I admire you." Huang Yaoshi's tone was cold, but he acknowledged Dongfang Bubai's strength. "But, young lady, can you please hand over the boy behind you to me?"

Dongfang Bubai's eyes flashed with coldness at Huang Yaoshi's words. How could she possibly hand over her man?

In fact, if Huang Yaoshi wasn't as powerful as she was, she would have killed him just now. Who would have thought that Huang Yaoshi, a ninth-level Grandmaster, would suddenly attack Ye Xiu? Ye Xiu was her man.

"Dad—what are you doing?" Huang Rong grabbed Huang Yaoshi's arm.

"Dad is just avenging you."

"Who asked you to? And Brother Xiu didn't hurt me." Huang Rong glared at Huang Yaoshi angrily.

Huang Yaoshi looked at Huang Rong's angry eyes and was a little surprised: "Rong'er, you—"

"You don't have to interfere in the affairs between Brother Xiu and me!" Huang Rong was furious. She had never expected her father to want to kill Ye Xiu.

Although Huang Rong was very angry and felt very wronged that Ye Xiu had had an affair with Dongfang Bubai, she had never considered killing Ye Xiu.

If Huang Yaoshi had wanted to kill Dongfang Bubai, Huang Rong would not have minded. Unfortunately, her father could not kill Dongfang Bubai.

"Rong'er—"

"Dad, you know nothing. Anyway, I will never let you hurt Brother Xiu. Otherwise, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life." Huang Rong shouted seriously and stubbornly.

Huang Rong's attitude made Huang Yaoshi very angry. Not only did Huang Rong not let him kill Ye Xiu, but Dongfang Bubai, who was guarding Ye Xiu, was also no weaker than him. He simply couldn't kill Ye Xiu under Dongfang Bubai's protection.

"Let's go!" Huang Yaoshi grabbed Huang Rong's arm.

"Dad?"

"Come back to Peach Blossom Island with me!" Huang Yaoshi pulled Huang Rong away.

Ye Xiu saw Huang Yaoshi was about to take Huang Rong away and wanted to stop him, but Dongfang Bubai just pointed at him and nailed him there.