The big bear seemed suddenly provoked. Its eyes instantly turned blood red, becoming ferocious.
"Roar!"
The bear roared angrily, powerful sound waves rippling out as it opened its huge mouth wide and lunged directly at the woman in front of it.
The woman was stunned on the spot.
She didn't understand what had just happened — why was the big bear attacking her? It was fine just moments ago.
"Miss, watch out!"
At that moment, Yeyu, who had been standing quietly nearby, smiled slightly and stepped forward.
The instant Yeyu saw the woman, he guessed who she was — none other than the Blue Silver Emperor — Ayin!
Yeyu took a step forward and came right beside Ayin.
With one hand, he gently pushed the child in her arms toward the still dazed Tang Xiao and Tang Hao.
With the other hand, Yeyu wrapped around Ayin's slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.
Then, gathering his strength in his legs, Yeyu leapt up and stomped his foot on the big bear's head, launching into the air.
"Roar!"
An angry, mournful cry echoed.
The once extremely fierce big bear was slammed into the ground by Yeyu's powerful stomp.
Bang!
The three-meter-tall bear crashed hard onto the earth.
Dust flew everywhere, and the bear immediately lost consciousness.
High above the ground,
Yeyu carried Ayin's slender waist and walked on air, landing on a large tree's crown.
The two seemed weightless, swaying gently with the night breeze like a pair of celestial lovers.
Ayin finally came back to her senses, staring blankly at Yeyu holding her.
Her whole body leaned on him, her full chest pressed out of shape against him.
But Ayin didn't care.
Looking at Yeyu's sharply handsome face, feeling the warmth from his large hand,
and sensing the masculinity emanating from him,
Ayin's heart started to pound uncontrollably, her mind beginning to flutter.
"That's the feeling of a heartbeat!"
Especially the inexplicable aura from Yeyu sparked an unknown desire deep within Ayin's heart.
It was as if being nourished by this aura could evolve her very life.
Unconsciously, Ayin's jade arm tightened, pressing more firmly against Yeyu's body.
Feeling the response of the jade figure in his arms, Yeyu smiled faintly and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Yeyu's words seemed magical, calming Ayin's entire heart.
It felt like her heart had never been so at peace.
"My name is Yeyu. May I know your name, miss?" Yeyu asked, looking at Ayin's lovely face.
"My name is Ayin, Ayin of the Blue Silver Grass."
Being looked at by Yeyu and feeling his hot breath, Ayin's head felt dizzy, and her pretty face blushed.
That shy expression of a young girl, combined with her mature, intellectual figure, almost made Yeyu lose control right then and there.
Luckily, Yeyu had strong self-control and suppressed that impulse.
Otherwise, not only the "meat" would be lost, but not even the "soup" would be had.
Who would want to reveal their old lecherous nature right away and scare the lady off?
Forget about love at first sight — that's just craving the body.
While Yeyu was craving Ayin's body,
Ayin was actually craving Yeyu's.
That primal desire from body to soul, that bloodline's heartbeat — there was no faking it.
"Both of you, the soul beast has been dealt with, you can come down now."
Below, when Yeyu gently pushed the child toward them, the two also regained consciousness.
They quickly caught the child.
Then, seeing Yeyu and the stunning beauty on the treetop still wrapped in each other, showing no sign of coming down,
especially with Yeyu's big hand still holding her close,
Tang Xiao and Tang Hao felt a surge of irritation rise inside.
Their gazes toward Yeyu turned somewhat hostile.
Both brothers regretted their slow speed.
If they had been faster and arrived before Yeyu,
wouldn't the hero who saved the beauty have been them?
Hearing the two's words from below, Yeyu remained calm, while Ayin's face blushed again.
As the two descended from the treetop, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao stared directly at Ayin.
Her stunningly beautiful face, perfect curves, noble and elegant temperament,
and that intellectual mature charm—
all pierced the hearts of the two almost middle-aged men.
Seeing them like that, Ayin frowned slightly, displeased, and stepped back behind Yeyu.
"Hey! Snap out of it, the child has been rescued, we should head back."
Yeyu stepped forward, standing in front of Ayin, blocking the brothers' view.
Yeyu thought to himself, "Ayin is mine now. You two brothers can forget it."
The brothers showed their 'pig brother' faces in front of Yeyu and Ayin; even Tang Xiao and Tang Hao's faces turned red.
No matter what, they had some pride.
Then Yeyu invited Ayin to rest in the village.
Without hesitation, Ayin agreed.
The four of them carried the rescued child and walked toward the village.
Clang!
Before the three noticed,
the Wushuang Sword Box behind Yeyu silently opened a crack.
A white light shot out from inside the sword box, instantly flying hundreds of meters away.
At the same time,
on a large tree a hundred meters away, a masked figure watched Yeyu and the others with sinister intent.
His eyes gleamed with ill will.
"I wanted to teach the Haotian Twins a lesson, but I unexpectedly ran into a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast..."
The masked man's eyes burned with fierce light.
A soul beast that old — its soul rings and soul bones are priceless treasures.
Just as he finished speaking and was about to leave,
a white light suddenly flew in from the horizon, heading straight for his head.
Feeling the endless sharpness within the light, the man was terrified, his hair standing on end.
"I'm going to die!"
Before he could react,
the light pierced through his skull.
The masked man's eyes dimmed, a thumb-sized bloody hole appeared on his forehead, blood gushing out.
He never expected—
that a proud level-87 Soul Fighter like him, without even releasing his martial soul or soul rings,
would die so miserably in this desolate wilderness.
The next day!
"Brothers Tang, we part ways now. Thank you for your hospitality yesterday. Farewell!" Yeyu said.
"Wait, Brother Ye, where are you planning to go next?" Tang Hao looked at Ayin standing with Yeyu, about to leave with him, and suddenly panicked.
Last night, they had gone a bit too far; Ayin was still somewhat resistant toward the two brothers,
but very warm toward Yeyu.
When Yeyu ate roasted meat, Ayin helped grill it; when Yeyu picked food, she helped serve it; next thing you know, she'd be helping make his bed.
Ayin seemed like the perfect wife and mother, caring for Yeyu meticulously.