Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi
Chapter 841 - 839 You're looking for death!

"Wait a moment!"

Xiao Yi slowly began to speak, interrupting Jin Buhuan's action.

Jin Buhuan paused slightly, a smug smile curling up at the corners of his mouth as he merrily looked at Xiao Yi and asked, "What? Have you thought it through?"

He had already thoroughly investigated the relationship between Little Lin and Xiao Yi.

Knowing the relationship between Xiao Yi and Little Lin well, he had boldly come to Xiaoshanhe Institute alone.

Everyone also turned their gazes toward Xiao Yi.

Nantian Ao couldn't help but feel some anticipation. "It seems Xiao Yi is ready to compromise. As long as he hands over the secret to Jin Buhuan, I have at least a hundred ways to acquire it. However..."

Beside him, Qiu Yiyun was also staring at Xiao Yi. After glancing at Nantian Ao's expression, he understood what was on his mind and muttered to himself, "If Xiao Yi truly submits because of this, giving up his secret of rising to power just for a monster beast pet, then he no longer deserves to be a contender against my Nantian Holy Land..."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd,

Xiao Yi suddenly stepped forward, and to everyone's surprise, even Qiu Yiyun and Nantian Ao, standing right by him, didn't notice when he had gotten up. By the time they came to their senses, Xiao Yi was already in the middle of the arena.

Standing alone in front of Jin Buhuan.

Gulp!

Jin Buhuan instinctively took a step back, just about to speak, but a sharp pain in his throat made him swallow back his words.

Xiao Yi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, quietly standing, yet instantly becoming the focal point of the entire world.

His eyes narrowed into slits.

A surging, invisible spiritual power transformed into an invisible giant hand, tightly gripping Jin Buhuan's throat and slowly lifting his body off the ground. Regardless of how much Jin Buhuan struggled, he was unable to break free from his hold.

Hiss!

A series of gasps erupted from the crowd. This was a powerhouse of the Longevity Secret Realm!

Xiao Yi had so easily subdued him.

Qiu Yiyun glanced at Nantian Ao beside him, a deep wariness in his eyes, "Brother Nantian, you also cultivated the Spiritual Nirvana path. Can you do this?"

"..."

Nantian Ao's face froze. He indeed cultivated the Spiritual Nirvana path and had made significant progress over the past few centuries by staying behind the scenes. But now, seeing Xiao Yi easily subduing a Peak of Human Venerate Realm powerhouse with spiritual power, even someone as proud as he could only shake his head and sigh, "Not to mention myself, even masters who specialize in the path of Spiritual Nirvana would scarcely manage this feat."

Qiu Yiyun solemnly nodded, staring at the slim silhouette of the youth in the arena, a shock and solemnity in his eyes that he had never felt before: "No wonder even Yang Dingtian and Li Yaofeng met their deaths at his hands. His talent and strength are indeed terrifying... If we could get him to join us in Nantian Holy Land for that expedition, maybe... It's just a pity..."

Meanwhile...

After struggling in vain in the arena, Jin Buhuan completely gave up his struggle, glaring at Xiao Yi with grinding teeth, and roared in a low voice, "Xiao Yi, do you know what you're doing? By doing this you're provoking my limits, and you'll get your combat pet killed..."

"Are you done?"

Xiao Yi calmly spoke.

"Ah?"

Jin Buhuan was taken aback.

Xiao Yi pinched his fingers in the air, and the burnt-out incense stick fell into his hand, the last sparks scattering with the wind, Xiao Yi's face showing a mocking expression, "You like to use incense to measure time, right? Here's your chance then. If you honestly tell me where Little Lin is before this stick of incense burns out, I might let you live. Otherwise, your fate will be more painful than death..."

As he spoke,

Xiao Yi waved his hand through the air, causing dust to rise, which then settled onto the burnt-out incense stick, forming a brand new mud-colored stick of incense.

Flick!

A flame blazed fiercely.

The dust burned, the speed unbelievably fast.

With this burning speed, the incense would be gone in about five breaths.

"Xiao Yi, you're courting death..." Jin Buhuan gnashed his teeth.

Before he could finish speaking.

Jin Buhuan suddenly found his left hand entwined with invisible chains, followed by a sharp, intense pain, and with a splat, his entire left arm was ripped off at the shoulder.

As the arm broke off, dust flew up and sealed the wound.

No blood flowed down.

However, the severe pain in his shoulder still almost made Jin Buhuan faint from the agony...

Xiao Yi said indifferently, "Four breaths left!"

"You'll get your war pet killed doing this, you know..."

Jin Buhuan gritted his teeth, veins on his forehead throbbing wildly, his eyes red with anger and hatred. Yet once again, he was unable to finish his sentence, as a fierce pain surged through his right arm, which visibly contorted and deformed under pressure.

Amidst the crunching sounds of bones shattering,

his right arm was twisted like a pretzel, with all five fingers intertwined.

The fingers are connected to the heart!

Let alone an entire arm...

"Roar..."

Jin Buhuan let out an agonizing scream, his heavy breathing unbearably rough, as huge cold sweats rolled down his pale face.

"Not talking yet?"

Left leg!

"Time is almost up!"

Left leg!

When the last bit of concentrated dust also burned away, Jin Buhuan's arms and legs were gone, his face devoid of the arrogance and smugness from moments before, showing only fear and awe.

Xiao Yi waved a burned incense stick in front of Jin Buhuan, "Sorry, time's up!"

"I, I'll talk, I'll talk..."

Jin Buhuan completely broke down, daring not to withhold any information anymore, clenched his teeth and said, "They, they're hiding in the capital at Yuelai Pavilion, I, I can send a message to have him come here, just, please don't kill me..."

"Yuelai Pavilion?"

Xiao Yi nodded his head, soared into the sky, and sped away.

The moment Xiao Yi left, Jin Buhuan's body, like a kite with a broken string, flew towards Ye Heng and others.

"What, what, what are you going to do?"

"Xiao, Xiao Yi promised not to kill me, you..."

Jin Buhuan had barely caught his breath when he saw Ye Heng, Jin Feiyan, and others clenching their fists, with a cold murderous intent as they surrounded him.

Ye Heng sneered repeatedly, "Our master promised not to kill you, we did not."

Jin Feiyan, who usually had the best relationship with Little Lin—their group's beloved pet—was even more enraged. Jin Buhuan had used Little Lin as leverage against Xiao Yi and even stripped the scales from its chest.

Those were the heart scales!

Along with the heart meridians, brutally stripped away, it was as if they had stabbed Little Lin's heart.

Jin Feiyan pulled out a dagger, her voice cold, "You dared to strip the scales of Uncle Little Lin, I'll strip your skin..."

"Let me do it!"

Ruan Yunyi took the lead.

Ye Heng and the other powerhouses rushed in unison.

"No..."

Jin Buhuan screamed in despair, and moments later, he was no more.

Meanwhile...

In the capital, at Yuelai Pavilion,

Xiao Yi also appeared above the pavilion, sweeping it with his spiritual power. His eyes turned blood red, and through gritted teeth, he muttered, "Ye Qingyu, you're fucking asking for death…"