Chapter 212: So Lewd

After Yuan Yao and the others were dragged out of the dark, damp, foul-smelling dungeon by those dog-tribe soldiers, she was astonished to find herself in a vast, endless grassland.

Here the grass was lush, and in the gentle breeze the blades swayed; scattered around were some makeshift tents.

Just as they tried to take advantage of the lack of attention to secretly observe their surroundings, the dog-tribe soldiers ruthlessly hoisted them like cargo and flung them into the rickety, dust-covered carts.

Yuan Yao fell onto the cart, feeling pain in her arm, and at the same time the blue-clad woman and the other two humans were thrown beside her.

Next, the dog-tribe soldiers quickly took out heavy, hard chains, skillfully looping them around each person's body and tightly winding them around the cart.

These ice-cold iron chains bound them, preventing them from getting off the cart.

"Escort them over!" At that moment, a low, hoarse, aged voice came from not far away.

Yuan Yao's heart stirred.

Where are they being sent?

"Yes, sir!"

The leading dog-tribe soldier acknowledged, then immediately called his subordinates to push the carts off toward some place.

The carts began to roll.

The young humans trapped on the carts immediately felt the jolting.

Yuan Yao secretly opened her eyes a slit and then took in the situation.

There were three carts in total, each carrying five people.

That is, fifteen humans had been captured.

So, out of these fifteen people, how many had obtained the quota to enter the Flowing Light Secret Realm?

The dog-tribe soldiers were almost all tall and mighty, yet appeared somewhat simple and honest. There were thirteen soldiers escorting the carts.

And the dog-tribe soldier with droopy eyes was their leader.

While she was observing covertly, the others were also observing.

Some tried to break free of the Immortal-binding Rope, looking for a way to escape, but all failed.

Finally, a boy with a baby face opened his eyes and shouted, "Why are you capturing us? Do you even know who I am?!"

Seeing the dog-tribe soldiers ignore him, he continued to yell, "My father is a human Immortal Venerable; you'd better release me quickly!"

Upon hearing the words "human Immortal Venerable," the dog-tribe soldiers finally reacted.

The droopy-eyed soldier hurried to the second cart, narrowed his eyes, and stared brightly at the baby-faced boy, "So you're the son of the human Immortal Venerable Jia Ling!"

"Now our dog tribe will achieve great merit!" he laughed.

The baby-faced boy, full of displeasure, shouted, "What are you laughing at? Believe it or not, I'll have my father kill you!"

"Want to kill me? On our monster tribe's turf, not even Jia Ling Immortal Venerable, let alone Wu Wang Immortal Venerable, could get in!" the droopy-eyed dog-tribe soldier sneered.

Yuan Yao's heart jolted; although she had never left her sect before, she had also heard the great names of these two Immortal Venerables.

Over seven hundred years ago, Jia Ling Immortal Venerable died in that invasion war, while Wu Wang Immortal Venerable and others used blood sacrifices to carve a path of survival for humanity, and their ultimate fate was also to vanish from the world.

Yuan Yao instantly realized that the Flowing Light Secret Realm had turned back time to the eve of that great war!

At that moment, the other humans also figured it out.

The baby-faced boy's expression darkened; just as he was about to say something, the droopy-eyed dog-tribe soldier coldly cut him off.

"If it weren't for the Monster Venerable's order to capture humans alive as hostages, do you think you'd still have a life to live?! You'd better recognize your identity!"

"Move out!"

"If they keep shouting nonsense, stuff feces into their mouths."

Hearing that, the baby-faced boy's face turned green, and his arrogant bluster gradually died down.

Yuan Yao and the others: "……"

No one wanted to be fed feces, so they stayed quiet along the way.

Yuan Yao lay on the cart, eyes open to the blue sky and white clouds, unable to help wondering where Eldest Senior Brother and the others would be sent.

Since we can't break free of the Immortal-binding Rope anytime soon, let's just rest for now.

They are hostages now, so these monster tribes won't kill them for the time being.

To Yuan Yao's right was the blue-clad woman, and to her left was a young man.

Seeing that Yuan Yao was so beautiful, a flicker of darkness passed through the young man's eyes; taking advantage of the cart's jolting, he kept rubbing against her.

Yuan Yao soon noticed his behavior.

She gave him a cold glance.

But she didn't expect that, seeing her angry, the young man became even more insistent, rubbing his shoulder against her arm and trying to press himself onto her.

Yuan Yao had never seen such a lewd, shameless person!

Even as a captive, he still behaves so lewdly!

Yuan Yao could bear it no longer; she struggled to turn her body around, and after some effort she managed to bring her hands, which were bound behind her back, close to the young man's waist.

Yuan Yao unhesitatingly extended her fingers, pressed them firmly against his waist muscles, and gave a hard twist!

The sudden, intense pain caught the young man off guard, and he couldn't help letting out a heart-rending scream: "Ahhh! It hurts so much!"

Yuan Yao did not release her grip upon hearing his scream; on the contrary, she increased the pressure, as if trying to tear a piece of flesh from his waist.

"Ahhh——"

The dog-tribe soldiers and the bound humans were startled, all turning their gazes to the young man.

The young man, unable to bear the pain, felt hatred and actually tried to bite Yuan Yao's arm.

But at the critical moment, the droopy-eyed dog-tribe soldier hurried over and slapped him directly.

"What's the noise?!"

"It seems you didn't take my words to heart! Go, go find a lump of feces and stuff it into his mouth!" The droopy-eyed dog-tribe soldier naturally saw Yuan Yao's mischievous hand, but since she made no sound, he vented his anger on the young man.

"No!" the young man said, face full of terror, "It was her! She pinched me, that's why I cried out!"

He hurriedly pointed the spearhead at Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao had already let go, and she remained silent.

The Droopy-eyed Dog Clan gave a cold snort, "I don't know what grudge you have between you, but you're now in my hands; if you don't obey my orders, you're asking to eat shit!"

He then said, "Drag him down and tie him to the cart behind!"

"Why am I the only one being punished?!" the young man kept struggling, shouting indignantly.

But the dog clan soldiers paid no heed to his questioning, unfastened the chain, and forcibly dragged him down, tying him to the cart behind.

Moreover, they forcibly fed him dry feces.

The Human Race present saw this, their faces shifted, and they no longer dared to speak.

If it were merely a beating, even if they were beaten to serious injury, they wouldn't mind. But the punishment is such a humiliating method, so they dare not defy the Droopy-eyed Dog Clan's orders.

The Droopy-eyed Dog Clan saw these members of the Human Race showing fear, and chuckled inwardly.

These members of the Human Race care most about face.

Controlling them is as easy as flipping a hand.

The young man suddenly coughed, and before he could recover, the cart had already moved, and he was dragged up!

The young man's body scraped against the ground, and pain shot through him.

The young man spat angrily, his eyes full of hatred as he stared at Yuan Yao on the cart; having suffered this humiliation, he would never forget it!