[Chaos Without Limits] [Chapter Fourteen]

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Chapter Fourteen: The Pure Virgin Suffers Humiliation, Xuan Yin Encounters and Saves Piao Xue

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Ouyang Piao Xue shivered, waking up.

Upon waking, her head throbbed with pain, and she almost fainted again. Ouyang Piao Xue endured the dizziness,

feeling a burning pain in her lower body. She tried to sit up, but found her pressure points had been sealed.

The burning pain continued from below, and she felt someone pressing down on her, the weight almost

suffocating . Ouyang Piao Xue suddenly realized what was happening to her and opened her eyes.

As she expected, her clothes were gone, and a chill ran through her.

There was a man on top of her—one of the four people from earlier, the one dressed as a scholar, called Old Poor Scholar

. The old pauper swayed back and forth on Ouyang Piaoxue's body, his penis inserted into her tender orifice.

The pain of being defiled continuously stimulated Ouyang Piaoxue's nerves, and tears streamed down her face.

"I didn't expect this beauty to still be a virgin." The old pauper's excited voice rang out, and the masculine

scent emanating from him made Ouyang Piaoxue nauseous and almost faint.

"Hmph! This woman cut off my arm, almost killing me. You old pauper, hurry up, I'm going to get it back

." The old bear, whose arm had been cut off, said hatefully.

"Not yet, not yet, this delicate and tender girl is a rare find. Today I'm going to have

my fill. Huff..." The old pauper panted as he spoke, then exhaled a long breath.

The physical and psychological pain continued, and Ouyang Piaoxue felt no pleasure whatsoever. She only wanted this nightmare

to end .

The virgin's blood flowed slowly, and with the lubrication of the blood, even though Ouyang Piaoxue didn't secrete any love juice

, the pain of friction was greatly reduced. Meanwhile, the old scoundrel on top of her was

penetrating more and more smoothly and quickly.

The old scoundrel's hands roamed over Ouyang Piaoxue's skin, leaving red handprints on her

once His hands kneaded Ouyang Piaoxue's soft, elastic breasts, and, still not satisfied

, he opened his mouth and bit the tips.

"Mmm~" Ouyang Piaoxue couldn't help but let out a soft cry as her sensitive spot was suddenly attacked.

"Oh, you're awake. Feeling good, huh? Hehe~~" The old scoundrel lewdly teased Ouyang Piaoxue beneath him.

"Hmph, so what if you're skilled in martial arts? A female knight-errant is still a woman. In the end, she's still under my crotch, destined to be fucked by me!"

The old scoundrel continued to mock Ouyang Piaoxue.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Piaoxue's eyes filled with sorrow, yet also seemed to be filled with extreme anger. Her eyes

widened as she stared at the old poor scholar. The old poor scholar felt uneasy under Ouyang Piaoxue's gaze and unconsciously looked away, unable to meet her eyes. But

thinking that Ouyang Piaoxue's pressure points were currently sealed, what could she do to him? A fire immediately ignited within him, and he increased the speed and force of

his thrusts , seemingly to conceal his earlier unease.

"Mmm," Ouyang Piaoxue let out another soft moan. Her naked body was

gradually , her slender waist arching upwards as if it were about to break.

The old poor scholar's thrusting speed increased continuously. Seeing such a beautiful woman before him, completely at his mercy,

enduring his storm of ravaging, a sense of satisfaction and superiority welled up within him. His breathing became increasingly erratic, and

he couldn't help but gasp for breath.

Ouyang Piaoxue felt like a lone boat adrift on a turbulent sea, the waves seeming

to swallow everything. The pain had numbed her; though inexperienced, she instinctively sensed that the old

man was nearing his end, about to finish his suffering. She closed her eyes, tears welling up again.

Silently, the old man let out a meaningless roar, his rapidly trembling body suddenly halting. His surging

semen erupted, flooding Ouyang Piaoxue's body, pounding against the walls of her uterus. Although

she felt no pleasure, her body reacted naturally; the impacted uterine walls contracted, affecting

her lower body muscles, which twitched irregularly despite the pressure points being pressed.

The old man rested for a while, his breathing stabilizing, before withdrawing his shrunken penis, giving way to the old bear.

"Help me." This old bear, blinded by lust, had his right arm severed, yet instead of seeking medical help, he hastily pressed

a few acupoints to stop the bleeding, haphazardly bandaged the wound, and planned to stay and rape Ouyang

Piaoxue . Now, with only one arm, the old bear's movements were naturally difficult, and he called out to the old poor scholar for help.

The old bear used one hand to turn Ouyang Piaoxue over, trying to lift her waist, but he had no leverage and was

powerless. Seeing this, the old poor scholar grasped Ouyang Piaoxue's waist with both hands, lifting her into

a kneeling position.

The old bear used his remaining hand to guide the tip of his penis,

entering , beginning another round of rape.

The old bear was a barbarian, unaware of the concept of tenderness; once inside, he

began to rampage recklessly. He grabbed Ouyang Piaoxue's shoulder with one arm and pulled her back forcefully, his manhood thrusting violently

in and out. New pain returned; with her acupoints sealed and her internal energy insufficient, Ouyang Piaoxue

's vision blurred under the brutal thrusting.

The old poor scholar watched as Ouyang Piaoxue, once a high-class, elegant beauty, was reduced to

a weak and helpless woman, manipulated by him. Looking at her beautiful face, glistening with

tears, her exquisite features now reduced to nothing but furrowed brows, was

a tremendous stimulus to him. His previously limp and lifeless penis

began to rise again.

A thought flashed through his mind; the old poor scholar reached out and dislocated Ouyang Piaoxue's jaw,

then walked to her and inserted his penis into her sensual lips.

"Ahhhhh, good." Ouyang Piaoxue's small mouth was tightly closed, her tongue soft and tender, the inside of her mouth warm and moist,

incredibly soft. This pleasure, compared to the tender flesh of her lower body, had a different kind of intoxicating flavor, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan,

praising it .

Ouyang Piaoxue was still a virgin not long ago, and had never tried oral sex before. She

had never even thought of this method. Now, not only had she been violated, but she had also suffered such humiliation, and

she was filled .

The old poor scholar felt a soft, moist sensation enveloping him. His glans

throbbed slightly under this ministration, and the pleasure of defiling the heroine's mouth almost brought him to ejaculation. He dared not move

, taking a few breaths to calm himself.

While the old poor scholar remained still, the old bear behind Ouyang Piaoxue continued thrusting his penis

. The sounds of "slap, slap, slap" echoed as the old bear's bulging belly and Ouyang Piaoxue's

plump, white buttocks collided. Ouyang Piaoxue's body

swayed .

Although the old poor scholar wanted to remain still, Ouyang Piaoxue's head swayed along with the force of the old bear's movements

. The old poor scholar cursed inwardly, but after catching his breath, he couldn't resist the wonderful sensation from the tip of his penis

and began to sway his own hips, defiling Ouyang Piaoxue's

mouth.

Ouyang Piaoxue's jaw was dislocated, but her tongue could still move. The old man's penis emitted a nauseating, fishy

smell, making her want to spit out what was in her mouth. However, with her jaw dislocated,

she could only use her small tongue to laboriously push the old man's penis outwards.

Ouyang Piaoxue had absolutely no experience with sex and didn't realize that her soft, delicate tongue was essentially

massaging him, giving him greater pleasure.

The old man only felt Ouyang Piaoxue's tongue pressing against the tip of his glans, pushing it outwards forcefully, yet

occasionally slipping away. Her tongue tip would lightly brush against his sensitive urethral opening and

the sensitive . He chuckled inwardly but didn't say anything, slowly thrusting his hips, enjoying Ouyang Piaoxue's unintentional,

willing oral sex.

Ouyang Piaoxue's tongue and the old poor man's penis were intertwined in her mouth. Her actions were no different

from willingly licking the old poor man's glans, but Ouyang Piaoxue was oblivious; she only wanted

to get that foul-smelling, filthy thing out of her mouth.

Ouyang Piaoxue's tongue was extremely sore. Although she tried hard to push out the old poor man's penis,

how could her soft tongue compare to the strength of a hard penis? With unwavering will, she didn't give up,

pushing hard , while the old poor man moved faster and faster. This oral defilement, because of Ouyang Piaoxue's accidental cooperation,

brought her even more and faster pleasure than when he had just violated her vagina.

Under the intense accumulation of pleasure, the old poor man finally thrust a few more times and ejaculated hot semen again

, this time into Ouyang Piaoxue's mouth. The groans of the two men filled the air.

Old Xiong, behind Ouyang Piaoxue, had also reached his climax, ejaculating inside her uterus. Meanwhile, Old Poor Penny's penis, in its final

thrust, plunged deep into Ouyang Piaoxue's mouth, the tip of its glans reaching her throat.

Naturally , the semen spurting from his urethra was swallowed by Ouyang Piaoxue along with her saliva

.

Ouyang Piaoxue felt her tongue pressing against the umbrella-shaped opening suddenly swell, and a foul-smelling liquid

sprayed out, which she involuntarily swallowed. Her stomach churned, and she

felt the urge to vomit, but due to her dislocated jaw, the urge persisted, though she couldn't actually vomit.

Old Poor Penny and Old Xiong, after ejaculating, grinned lewdly, satisfied. They had played with such a beautiful girl today,

a virgin, and the highly skilled female warrior who had injured four of them with a single move last time. The thought filled them with pride, and their genitals began to

stir again.

However, after venting their lust, the two men's minds returned to normal, and they were no longer so impulsive. They rested

for a while, then put their clothes back on, intending to pick up Ouyang Piaoxue and return to town to find a room to continue

their enjoyment.

"Beast!" Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out. The two men quickly turned around, only to see a flash of silver light—

the last thing they would ever see.

A woman dressed in light blue stood silently behind them.

With a thud , two heads fell to the ground. The old, poor man and his companion had just enjoyed Ouyang Piaoxue's virginity before their deaths.

Perhaps this was what they meant by "To die beneath the peony flower, even as a ghost, is still romantic.

" This woman in light blue was Murong Yan, Yun Muping's disciple, known as "Yan'er."

It turned out that Yun Muping had come down the mountain from the previous town, bringing her disciple Murong Yan and several maids. They had just returned from outside the town and

were passing through this small town when they were about to turn onto a secluded path to return to the Holy Mountain. Yun Muping, inside the sedan chair

, heard sounds coming from the woods.

"Yan'er," Yun Muping called out.

"Master," Murong Yan replied, rushing to the sedan chair upon hearing Yun Muping's call. The four

beautiful maids also stopped at the sound. It was rather strange of Yun Muping; normally, one would hire sedan chair bearers, but

she insisted on having her maids do this heavy, arduous work.

However, this was not entirely her fault. Her "Mysterious Yin Skill" had reached a high level; if she had hired four sedan chair

bearers, the alluring fragrance emanating from inside, coupled with her occasional,

melodious voice and soft, sweet tone, would likely have made them weak in the knees and unable to carry the chair.

With a gentle lift of her slender hand, Yun Muping lifted the curtain in front of the sedan chair, revealing her face veiled by a light gauze, and whispered a few words in Murong Yan's

ear .

Murong Yan's face flushed red, then turned to anger. She flashed into the forest. This happened just as the two

had finished their act and were getting dressed. Yun Muping's skill was extraordinary; she

had heard the sounds from the forest while still in the sedan chair, and immediately knew that a

scene of a vile man raping a vulnerable woman was unfolding.

Although Yun Muping practiced techniques of dual cultivation and yin-yang cultivation, as a woman, she hated

rape the most. Many of her maids had been raped, rescued by her, and then willingly

followed to practice her techniques, seeking revenge on the men. Therefore, many of her women harbored an extreme hatred for men,

a hatred for all men in the world.

In Yun Muping's mind, sexual intercourse was a beautiful thing, but the woman should have the initiative.

That is to say , Yun Muping herself did not reject men, but only men she desired; otherwise, the consequences would be dire

. As for the women under her command, she completely disregarded their feelings towards men; whether they hated or loved was entirely up to them.

She had already made her decision. Therefore, these women were all fiercely loyal to her, because Yun Muping was completely on the side

of women.

Of course, sometimes, under the Holy Lord's orders, these women, known as the "Xuan Yin Sect," still had to

have sex with other men from the Demonic Sect. However, Yun Muping usually wouldn't force them; if no one was willing, she would

do it herself. But this had never happened before; the Holy Lord rarely used this as a reward. Usually, it was only when extremely powerful

experts accomplished some impossible task that the Holy Lord would bestow such a reward. And for these experts, the benefits of their

disciples having sex with them were naturally enormous. Therefore, they would often vie to be the reward, rather than

passing the buck.

Meanwhile, Murong Yan rushed into the forest. Upon seeing the situation, just as her master had said, a woman was being

raped and abused by two men. She immediately acted swiftly, beheading the two men without a word.

Murong Yan picked up the clothes, helped Ouyang Piaoxue put them on, and released the pressure points that had been sealed on her. Ouyang Piaoxue

released her pressure points, quickly dressed, and, having witnessed Murong Yan's lightning-fast kill of the two men, felt her revenge complete

. After dressing, she picked up her longsword and turned to Murong Yan, bowing gratefully.

"Thank you for saving my life, and for helping me kill them," Yingying said as she bowed.

"These beasts deserve to die. Are you alright, sister?" Murong Yan asked.

After thanking her, Ouyang Piaoxue, without a word or answering Murong Yan's question, raised her longsword and attempted to slash

her own neck.

"Sister, what are you doing!" Murong Yan, sensing something was wrong with Ouyang Piaoxue's expression,

was horrified when she saw her about to commit suicide. She immediately rushed forward, shouting.

With a "clang," Murong Yan arrived just in time, deflecting Ouyang Piaoxue's sword. Fortunately, Ouyang

Piaoxue's life wasn't meant to end there. She had little internal energy left, and after the recent rape, her body was weak. Her sword

only managed to leave a faint red mark before Murong Yan stopped her.

"Don't worry about me, let me go!" Ouyang Piaoxue cried out, her sword knocked away, her heart filled with

bitterness streaming down her face.

Murong Yan was at a loss, speechless for a moment, yet she felt deeply for Ouyang Piaoxue, such a

beautiful woman, who had lost her virginity. If it were her, would she also have sought death?

Thinking this, she felt a surge of despair.

Ouyang Piaoxue sat on the ground, weeping uncontrollably. She wanted to commit suicide, but the woman before her stopped her. It seemed

she could only wait for her to leave, her resolve unwavering.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze blew by, and

Ouyang behind her. It turned out that Murong Yan's shout had attracted Yun Muping. Seeing the scene, Yun Muping

already knew what was going on. Without a word, she immediately knocked Ouyang Piaoxue unconscious.

"She's emotionally unstable right now. Take her back to the mountain," Yun Muping said slowly. At the same time, she thought to herself that this

woman had extraordinary bones and a hidden allure; she was a good candidate for practicing the "Mysterious Yin Technique."

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After Ouyang Piaoxue was brought back to the Holy Mountain, Yun Muping had her fed some nourishing herbs and released

her from her unconsciousness, letting her have a good sleep before waking up.

Ouyang Piaoxue had just woken up and, remembering her tragic experience, sat on the edge of the bed, secretly grieving. Yun Muping pushed open

the door and entered, looking at her calmly without saying a word.

"Where is this..." After a long while, Ouyang Piaoxue slowly recovered and asked softly.

"The Holy Mountain," Murong Yan, standing behind Yun Muping, said.

"The Holy Mountain... what? The Holy Mountain?" Ouyang Piaoxue reacted after a while and stood up.

"Yes," Murong Yan said.

"You...you're from the Demonic Sect?" Ouyang Piaoxue said through gritted teeth. If it weren't for that despicable

Ren Wanjian, her sister wouldn't have been captured and was still missing, and she wouldn't have been defiled by those two

vile villains.

"I know you're from the Qingcheng Sect," Yun Muping said calmly.

"So what? What do you want?" Ouyang Piaoxue continued.

"Nothing much, we just can't bear to see you seek death," Murong Yan continued.

"You're so kind? Besides, good and evil have always been irreconcilable. Just kill me!"

Ouyang Piaoxue shouted.

"Don't you want revenge?" Yun Muping asked slowly.

"With your martial arts skills, you shouldn't have been captured by those two. There must have been someone else who

greatly , which is why you were defiled by them, right?" Yun Muping said slowly.

"Hmph, so what if he is? That person is still a member of your Demonic Sect." Hearing this, Ouyang Piaoxue was even more

furious, like adding fuel to the fire.

"Oh?" Yun Muping said.

"Isn't Ren Wanjian one of the Five Demon Envoys of the Demonic Sect? You dare say he's not a member of your Demonic Sect?"

Ouyang Piaoxue asked loudly. In her excitement, Ouyang Piaoxue immediately recounted how Ren Wanjian had tracked down her and her sister,

and how Luo Shihong had intervened to capture Ouyang Piaoyun.

"So it was him..." Yun Muping murmured.

"Hmph, scared now? I knew you were all in cahoots!" Ouyang Piaoxue said.

"You!..." Murong Yan wanted to defend herself, but didn't know how to begin.

"I can let you kill Ren Wanjian yourself," Yun Muping said. At the same time, she waved her hand to stop Murong Yan.

"Don't try to lie to me, I won't believe you," Ouyang Piaoxue said.

"What good would it do me to lie to you? If I killed you, I wouldn't have saved you in the forest that day,"

Yun Muping said calmly.

"How would I know what you're lying to me about? Anyway, you scum of the demonic sect, with your illicit affairs,

of course couldn't possibly guess," Ouyang Piaoxue retorted.

"I know you want to anger us, to fulfill your desire for death," Yun Muping said, seeing right through Ouyang

Piaoxue .

"Calm down first. If I'm not mistaken, you encountered that person, your sister

should ," Yun Muping continued slowly.

"You don't need to comfort me," Ouyang Piaoxue waved her hand impatiently.

"Sigh, believe it or not, I'll have Yan'er explain it to you," Yun Muping said, then gracefully rose and

walked out the door.

"Hmph!" Ouyang Piaoxue sat down angrily on the edge of the bed. Although she didn't want to believe

the words of these people from the demonic sect, they seemed to have no ill intentions towards her. Even after her harsh words, they still treated her politely.

Could it be that her sister was really as they said?

Murong Yan sat down beside Ouyang Piaoxue and slowly explained to her

the status and situation of her "Xuan Yin Sect" within the demonic sect, and deduced from Luo Shihong's usual behavior

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