193: There is no father and son on the battlefield

Just as Prince Yao was about to step forward, he felt something was wrong.

This didn't seem like she was being forced.

At this moment, Ji Qingqing’s voice came again: "Dad, hurry up and push him, I'm really about to fly."

Instantly, Prince Yao's brain filled with blood, and he understood.

These two women were putting on a show for him.

"Cao Nie, I want you dead."

With that, his aura as an Eight-Tribulation Half-Immortal suddenly burst forth.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he felt weak all over and collapsed.

"Damn it, what exactly is this?"

Prince Yao shook his head, finding that he couldn't muster any strength, and even his laws were useless.

"Dad, don't you want to see your daughter happy? Hurry up and help!" Ji Qingqing said again.

Prince Yao wanted to vomit blood upon hearing this.

Was this still his daughter?

How did she turn into such a lustful woman?

And she even made such a request to him; he felt like dying.

"Prince Yao, are you really not coming to save your daughter?" Cao Nie sneered.

He just loved this feeling, the thrill.

"Cao Nie, you… you…"

Before he could finish, Prince Yao completely fainted.

At this moment, Cao An’s voice sounded from outside: "Patriarch, I'm taking him away."

Cao Nie waved his hand: "Boring, take him away."

"Alright." Cao An chuckled, raised his hand and shot out a demonic energy, which transformed into a large hand and dragged Prince Yao out.

At the same time, he also conveniently took the small green bottle.

This was his treasure; he couldn't afford to lose it.

Cao An scanned around, then looked at another large tent next to this one, and excitedly walked towards it.

"Although it's not the same tent as the Patriarch, it's definitely the closest."

With that, he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

"Sigh, I really miss the feeling of being in the same room as the Patriarch back then."

"We each did our own thing, not disturbing each other."

"Unfortunately, perfect times are always short-lived, and we can't go back."

As his voice fell, Cao An led Prince Yao inside.

Then, after a fierce confrontation, the soldiers in the tent were completely devoured by him.

Not long after.

Prince Yao slowly woke up.

He found himself tied up with five ropes, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

"Cao An, how could you not be dead? Weren't you killed by that beast Cao Nie?"

Prince Yao looked at Cao An, who was sitting in front of him, with a look of disbelief.

The Cao An in front of him gave him a feeling of trepidation.

Especially the opponent's pair of crimson eyes, they were even more demonic than a demon lord.

"Hmph, I am the Patriarch's number one henchman, how could the Patriarch bear to kill me?"

Prince Yao reacted: "You mean Cao Nie was acting at that time, but your physical body…"

Cao An sneered: "Just a mere physical body, this demon has already cultivated to a state where he doesn't need a physical body."

Prince Yao's heart was greatly shaken.

There was actually someone in this world who didn't need a physical body; it was simply terrifying.

Suddenly, a soft hum came from beside him, attracting Prince Yao's attention. He turned his head to look, his face full of surprise.

"Pavilion Master Feng, why are you here too?"

Now he understood.

All of this was a trap set by Cao Nie and Cao An.

Cao An was a demon, and this Cao Nie was probably not a good person either.

Wind Howl Heaven shook his head, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Hearing the sound, he looked over with difficulty: "Prince Yao, why are you here?"

Prince Yao glanced at Cao An, then sighed: "We've all been captured."

To this day, he still didn't understand why Cao An, being Cao Nie's man, didn't just kill him.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

Cao An didn't kill Wind Howl Heaven because of today's confession; this guy liked men.

After reaching this conclusion, he drew inferences from one instance, and his face immediately turned pale.

This guy, he wouldn't be about to…

"That's right, it's exactly what you're thinking." Cao An said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Prince Yao couldn't help but shiver, and suddenly felt a burning pain in his anus.

If he truly suffered such a crime, he would have no face to live.

"Prince Yao, let me introduce you to an acquaintance, I guarantee you'll be very happy."

Cao An grinned, raised his hand and summoned the Myriad Souls Devouring Spirit Banner, calling out Ji Ziming.

Ji Ziming looked somewhat haggard. These days, he had been living in agony.

If it weren't for a person named Eunuch Chu Dong who had been comforting him, he would have committed suicide long ago.

"Ziming, you… you know this pervert?"

A familiar voice came from behind him.

Ji Ziming turned around, and upon seeing Prince Yao, he was overjoyed and burst into tears.

"Dad, you must save me! I met a pervert, and he stabbed me one, two... thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four, he stabbed me thirty-five times!"

As he spoke, he threw himself onto Prince Yao and wailed loudly.

He was still just a child!

That devil actually had the heart to do it.

Prince Yao's eyes widened. Thirty-five times, thirty-five times, his son was no longer pure.

For a moment, he looked at Ji Ziming with a hint of disdain.

Seeing that Prince Yao was ignoring him, Ji Ziming looked up and asked in confusion: "Dad, are you not talking? Speak up! Your son has been bullied, you have to help your son get revenge!"

Prince Yao had a look of utter despair. Thinking that he might follow in his son's footsteps later, he felt miserable.

As for his son's wailing, he was in no mood to deal with it right now.

At this moment, Ji Ziming finally noticed that Prince Yao was tied up and unable to move.

"Dad, who tied you up? Hurry and get out!"

Prince Yao wanted to vomit blood. His son was neurotic and probably already ruined.

"Look behind you." Prince Yao said weakly, then lowered his head, as if resigned to his fate.

Ji Ziming then turned around, and upon seeing Cao An, he immediately stopped crying and making a fuss.

Cao An stared at the two with a wicked smile, licking his lips.

"The Patriarch battles your wife and daughter, and I battle you father and son, a perfect match!"

Cao An said, slowly walking towards Prince Yao and his son, his eyes filled with undisguised greed.

Prince Yao tightly closed his eyes, not daring to look, but the fear in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

Ji Ziming huddled to the side, trembling all over. Evidently, his previous experience had left too great a trauma on him.

"Don't... don't come over." Prince Yao said tremblingly, his voice full of despair.

Cao An acted as if he hadn't heard, still approaching step by step, humming an unknown tune, looking particularly smug.

"Let go of my dad!" Ji Ziming suddenly shouted. Although his voice still trembled, a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

Cao An ignored him and turned to Prince Yao: "Prince Yao, you wouldn't want this to be known, would you?"

Prince Yao's body stiffened. If this got out, he and his son would have no face to see anyone.

"What exactly do you want?" Prince Yao asked, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"It's simple." Cao An squatted down and leaned close to Prince Yao's ear: "Be obedient, and perhaps I can make you suffer a little less."

Prince Yao closed his eyes, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

He knew he had no choice.

Cao An smiled with satisfaction, seeing that Prince Yao no longer resisted.

Soon, suppressed sobs echoed in the silent tent.