Once they reached Purple Pearl Island, home of the notorious Purple Pearl Pirates, Tang Yin disembarked with his upper garment undone, his bare chest gleaming, followed closely by his lovers, all in high spirits.
"Aah—So tired!"
The girls stretched languidly, their graceful figures drawing Tang Yin's eyes for a fleeting moment before he forced himself to refocus, his gaze hardening into a murderous glare fixed on Haider and his son.
Feeling that killing intent, Haider suddenly wailed loud like a baby as if he were the victim.
"Captain Zhenzhu! These people are openly committing murder! Save my son, waaah!"
The pitiful cry coming from a grown man made the girls wrinkle their noses in sheer disgust.
"Tch. Tang Yin, let's just kill this guy," Huo Wu muttered, her fiery temper flaring. "I can't bring myself to stand him. He bullies the weak and grovels before the strong. He's probably killed as much People as an evil soul master for pure greed. People like him are worse than scum."
Tang Yin nodded, and just as he was about to slaughter the father and son pair, a thunderous voice echoed across throughout the shore. "Who dares to spill blood on my turf? Do you all have a death wish? Bastard let them go!!"
The speaker stepped into view—a very sexy woman whose presence instantly dominated the scene. Her short, violet hair framed a face of mature allure, her sharp eyes gleaming with dangerous charm.
She stood tall and confident, her voluptuous figure carrying curves enough to make most women envious. Every step she took radiated authority, sexiness, and a hint of danger—unmistakably, this was Captain Zi Zhenzhu of the Purple Pearl Pirates.
Ning Rongrong stared at the pirate captain's voluptuous figure with narrowed eyes, then puffed out her own chest in a not-so-subtle attempt to make herself look bigger.
Tang Yin and the others couldn't help but share an amused smile at her cute antics.
"Alright, Rongrong," he leaned in and pecked her cheeks with a teasing grin, "you're already one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. You don't need to get jealous of—"
Before he could finish, Rongrong's tiny fist thumped lightly against his chest, her face turning red. "Who's jealous?! I was just… stretching! Hmph! I'll ignore you.."
Zhu Zhenzhu raised a perfectly shaped brow, lips curling into a smirk as her gaze lingered on the group. "Oh? Look what do we have here? lover's quarrel right in front of my island? How bold of you to openly spread dog food here. Either you're very brave… or very foolish."
Huo Wu snorted, folding her arms, her fiery gaze locked on Zhu zhenzhun with contempt. "Brave enough to burn this whole place down if we feel like it," she snapped.
"Pirates like you, who slaughter innocents for a handful of riches, are beneath contempt. And you—" her eyes blazed as she jabbed a finger toward Zhenzhu—"a woman yourself, selling other women just to satisfy your greed? That makes you worse than the men that you lead. You're not worth a shred of anyone's respect."
The words struck like thunder. The pirates bristled, hands going for their weapons, but Zhu Zhenzhu's smirk instantly vanished. Her sharp eyes snapped toward Haider, her voice turning cold as steel.
"…What did you just say?" she asked slowly, dangerously. "Tell me, Haider… what have you been doing behind my back? Care to explain."
Haider paled, stumbling back a step. His usual bravado crumbling under her gaze. His voice faltered as he tried to explain, but the words stuck in his throat."C-Captain Zhenzhu, I—I never—"
"Silence!" Zhu Zhenzhu roared, her killing intent washing over him like a tidal wave. "You dare smear my name by saying I sell women? Use my reputation to line your filthy pockets?! Do you take me for a fool?!"
Her pirates froze, shocked. Even Tang Yin's group exchanged surprised glances; none of them expected her fury to turn on Haider.
Huo Wu raised a brow, her frown easing as realization dawned. She could tell immediately—Zi Zhenzhu's outrage wasn't an act. Haider had clearly been doing this on his own accord. Her anger toward the Pirate captain fizzled out, leaving only curiosity.
"Hah… so it wasn't you after all," Huo Wu muttered, folding her arms with an apologetic smile. "Looks like that rat's been using your name to cover his filth. Deal with him however you see fit. We won't interrupt."
Zi Zhenzhu's gaze could have cut glass as she hissed, "Haider, you've soiled the Purple Pearl name. For that… even death won't be enough. Men, take him to the cross—and hang him together with his son, impaling them with nails. Let them rot there until their deaths."
Everyone sprang into action, swiftly restraining Haider, who struggled with all his might. But he was already incapacitated—Tang Yin had torn off his tendons, leaving him utterly unable to resist despite being a Soul King.
Afterwards—
Zi Zhenzhu glanced at the group of beauties surrounding Tang Yin. Her eyes lingered on him, a flicker of something—desire, curiosity, or perhaps greed—dancing within them, hinting at her bisexual nature.
"You've got so many beauties surrounding you," she purred, her gaze roaming over Tang Yin's lean, muscular frame."You must be really good in the bed, right?" She gulped.
"Hehe" A mischievous, almost perverted laugh escaped Zhenzhu lips, and a faint glint of drool appeared at the corner before she quickly composed herself.
Using his telepathy, Tang Yin discerned her surface-level thoughts—and instantly branded her as a pervert. 'It seems she's even more of a pervert than in the original story—Anyway'
Tang Yin, grinning confidently, played along. "Well, let's just say that I have a way of leaving people… wanting for more. Hahaha."
Zi Zhenzhu's lips curled into a teasing smile. "Looks like we're kindred spirits. What's your name? Mine's Zi Zhenzhu." She held out her hand for a handshake.
Tang Yin felt a strange undertone in her words but didn't dwell on it, shaking her hand. The moment their hands met, she lunged, pinning him down with a bold, lustful force and started grinding in his groin infront of his lovers.
"You've got so many beauties surrounding you," she purred again, her voice low and sultry. "I wonder… are you really as skilled as you say? Let me test you for myself."
Tang Yin let out an exaggerated, pitiful groan in front of his lovers. "Help me! Save me from this lustful woman! My chastity has been—uh—violated!"
The girls froze, eyes wide in shock at his antics. Anger flared instantly, their protective instincts surging. They started cursing at her for being too perverted and lustful.
Zi Zhenzhu's eyes narrowed, catching the subtle shift in the group. A flicker of intrigue danced within them as she sized them up, clearly enjoying the challenge—and the chaos she had stirred.
Liu Erlong's face darkened, her aura of a Soul Douluo flaring. Seeing Tang Yin act pitiful tugged sharply at her heart—and ignited her temper.
"Huh—Soul Douluo!" Zi Zhenzhu's eyes widened in surprise. For the first time, a flicker of worry crossed her confident expression. She knew she had just stepped into some very deep trouble.
A wailing sound echoed across the island as Erlong unleashed her fury on the perverted Zhenzhu, raining down a barrage of strikes.
Yet even under the relentless assault, there was a flicker of fascination—and perhaps even desire—in Zi Zhenzhu's eyes. She seemed to have a peculiar tendency to enjoy the pain, an extreme level of perverseness that made Tang Yin's lips twitch.
"Is she… a masochist?" he muttered under his breath—just as he felt his ear being twisted by Xiao Wu, who glared at him gritting her teeths with barely contained anger.
"Didn't you act so pitiful before when you could've easily beaten her?" Xiao Wu hissed.
"Why are you so downcast now, huh? When it's obvious you were enjoying it too! Hmph, Tang Yin… you're just as perverted as her! She was right—you two really are kindred spirits."
Tang Yin squirmed, trying to maintain his composure. "Hey! Don't go around spreading rumors—you'll ruin my reputation. I just… didn't want to raise a hand against a woman. I respect them wholeheartedly!"
"Like I'd believe you!" Xiao Wu shot back, rolling her eyes clearly not believing his lies. The two of them bantered back and forth,
Meanwhile—
The beating continued well into the dusk. Eventually, Erlong slowed, her anger spent. She tiredly looked down at Zi Zhenzhu's black-and-purple face and sighed, preparing to return to Tang Yin—but a sudden tug at her clothes sharpened her senses.
"What… want more? Don't anger me, woman," Erlong warned coldly, glaring murderously at Zi Zhenzhu. But her anger faltered when she saw the fascination—and unmistakable desire—Zhenzhu showed toward her.
"Please… I need more. Right here," Zhenzhu pleaded, shifting her butt suggestively. Tang Yin's focus wavered entirely.
"She's a lost cause," he muttered with a shake of his head, resigned. Meanwhile, Liu Erlong finally experienced, for the first time, what it felt like to be harassed.