【Rope-Bound Couple】(1-3)

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In the first chapter of "Bound Couple,
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after Yang Guo mastered the various fist techniques, weapons, and hidden weapons of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Xiaolongnü resolved to teach him the most profound
and subtle Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra was originally intended to counter the Quanzhen Sect's martial arts. Fortunately, Yang Guo was familiar with the Quanzhen Sect's
methods and techniques. Although the two learned through trial and error, they encountered no major difficulties.
After completely deciphering the Quanzhen Sect's sword and palm techniques, they finally began to dismantle the last of the Quanzhen Sect's martial arts. This technique, inscribed at the
end of the Quanzhen Sect's martial arts, was undoubtedly profound and complex. However, since the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra had always held the upper hand in their training,
they showed no fear.
Xiaolongnü walked to the stone chamber door, activated the mechanism, and opened the chamber. Yang Guo, holding a candlestick, dispelled the stagnant air, which took a
long time to dissipate. The two entered the stone chamber and were astonished when they looked up. The martial arts techniques carved on the ceiling
were completely different from what they had seen before. While the moves were indeed exquisite, the weapons used were extremely strange—two soft whips!
It was common knowledge in the martial arts world that the Quanzhen School did not have any soft whip techniques.
Yet, these soft whip techniques were carved on the ceiling of the stone chamber, and the carving techniques and lines were exactly the same as those they had seen before. The two
assumed that Wang Chongyang had not passed on this soft whip skill to his disciples. If their only goal was to decipher Quanzhen martial arts,
they could simply ignore the soft whips. However, being young and eager to learn the most exquisite martial arts techniques in the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, they
roused their spirits and studied them carefully.
After observing for a moment, the two had memorized the variations of the first whip technique. Yang Guo chuckled and said to Xiaolongnu,
"Auntie, there's no need to bother looking for a soft whip now. Let me borrow your two beaded ropes."
Xiaolongnu saw that the stone carving indeed depicted a man wielding a whip while the woman was empty-handed. She took out the beaded ropes from her bosom and handed them to Yang Guo, leaving
herself empty-handed. However, upon reflection, she realized that Yang Guo's skill hadn't yet reached the level of complete control, so she put on
her gold-threaded gloves.
Yang Guo took the beaded ropes, pondered for a moment, and then struck out with the same technique as depicted in the stone carving, one after the other. Xiaolongnu countered with
a downward slash of her left palm and an upward slash of her right, deflecting the force of the beaded ropes. Then, following her movement, she leaped forward and delivered a
diagonal strike.
Yang Guo's move was incredibly swift. With a quick exchange and a pull, he had already bound Xiaolongnü's left wrist. This situation
had never occurred since the two began practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. However, the martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect were inherently unpredictable, and it
was common for someone to initially be at a disadvantage but then gain the upper hand. Therefore, Yang Guo was not concerned at all. He continued to swing the beaded rope with his right hand,
while his left hand flicked and swung, turning Xiaolongnü's body halfway around. Just then, Xiaolongnü was about to launch a counterattack with her right hand, but as she turned, her
position completely changed, and her right wrist was also bound by Yang Guo. Startled, Xiaolongnü could not execute her subsequent moves. However, Yang Guo's
whip-like momentum did not end. With a tug and a pull, he immediately bound both of Xiaolongnü's wrists behind her back.
At this moment, Yang Guo also sensed something was wrong. Startled, he stopped his attacks. Xiaolongnü also felt
something was amiss with their movements. She tried to break free of her bonds with a tremor of her hands, but as soon as she activated her internal energy, the acupoints on her wrists
simultaneously went numb, all her strength vanished, and she was immediately unable to move.
Both of them were stunned for a moment, then realized that there was a small golden ball on Xiaolongnü's beaded rope. At this
moment, this small golden ball had coincidentally become stuck between Xiaolongnü's wrists. When Xiaolongnü struggled, it was as if she
had forcefully gripped her pulse points, thus rendering her powerless.
Yang Guo hurriedly stepped forward to untie the beaded rope and handed it to Xiaolongnü, saying, "Auntie, why don't you try it?"
Xiaolongnü took the rope and pondered for a long time before making her move. However, as soon as she moved her left hand, her internal energy became
stagnant, and she couldn't unleash her second move. Both of them were taken aback. Although Yang Guo's martial arts skills were not as good as Xiaolongnü
's, he was quick-witted, and the two had lived together in the Ancient Tomb for many years, so they had some understanding of each other.
Although Xiaolongnü's expression only changed slightly because of her stagnant internal energy, Yang Guo had already guessed most of what was going on. So he stopped his move and went forward to help Xiaolongnü with
her breathing exercises.
After a moment, Xiaolongnu exhaled a long breath and whispered, "Guo'er, you should use the beaded rope. I think this
might be a cultivation technique. Be careful."
Yang Guo took the beaded rope, nodded heavily, and looked up for a long time before making his move again. After three moves,
Xiaolongnu's hands were bound again. Just as Yang Guo was about to stop, Xiaolongnu's lotus feet kicked at him one after the other. Yang Guo ducked,
dodging Xiaolongnu's left foot, and tightened and loosened the beaded rope in his right hand, lifting it between Xiaolongnu's legs.
This move was incredibly fast. Before Xiaolongnu could change her move, Yang Guo's beaded rope had already wrapped around her right knee. Xiaolongnu's
move was about to be executed, and in doing so, it was as if she had put her right foot into the noose.
Xiaolongnu sensed something was wrong, but the kick was powerful and swift. The beaded rope tightened, and the acupoints on her wrists went
numb. The rope, passing between her legs, tightened again, digging into her private parts. Xiaolongnu felt her body
go limp, her inner energy drained, and she fell straight down from mid-air. Yang Guo, who had been watching closely, rushed forward and
caught her in his arms. They often embraced like this during training, but this time,
Xiaolongnu's cheeks flushed red, and her limbs went weak and powerless; she couldn't even stand. Although Yang Guo didn't
know what had happened, he felt Xiaolongnu looked exceptionally beautiful today. For a moment, he forgot to help her free herself,
simply holding her tightly without saying a word.
After a long while, Xiaolongnu finally came to her senses and struggled to her feet. Yang Guo hurriedly helped her untie the beaded ropes, his face also flushed.
Xiaolongnu took a deep breath, finally calming down slightly, and whispered, "This kung fu is too strange.
Let's not practice it today. Go practice other kung fu." With that, she left hurriedly without looking back. Although Yang Guo noticed that
Xiaolongnu's voice trembled and her gait was strange, he did not follow her.
After returning to her room, Xiaolongnu finally let out a long sigh of relief. She couldn't help but lightly touch the damp spot with her finger
, and her breathing became rapid again. After changing her clothes, she discovered that there was a small wet patch on her underwear.
When she slept that night, she felt that the ropes beneath her were different from usual.
The next day, the two practiced again. By the ninth move, Xiaolongnu was completely bound and unable to move
. A beaded rope bound her hands behind her back, passing between her legs and
wrapping four times around her thighs, knees, and ankles before bouncing back up; another beaded rope wrapped twice around her breasts and tightly bound her arms.
Bound to her body, the rope also passed between her legs, crossing the previous beaded rope, and then ascended, entering from the right and exiting from the left
, binding the back of Xiaolongnu's neck. It then passed downwards through the two beaded ropes binding her breasts, pulling them upwards again, making Xiaolongnu's not-
so-prominent breasts full and round. Although not large, they were undeniably adorable.
However, what embarrassed Xiaolongnu most were the two golden orbs, one above the other. The lower one was tightly
bound by three beaded ropes, firmly wedged in her private area. Even though Xiaolongnu had padded it with three layers of white cloth, the stimulation still made
her weak all over, and she gasped repeatedly. The upper golden orb was wedged between her cherry lips and pearly teeth, pressing down on her tongue, forcing
open her palate, and pressing against her throat, rendering her unable to utter a single word. Sweet saliva involuntarily slid from the corners of her mouth, an
indescribable, sorrowful, and alluring lament.
Yang Guo shuddered and rushed forward to embrace Xiaolongnu's limp body. Xiaolongnu's eyes were tightly closed, her
body seemingly boneless, slumped in Yang Guo's arms. However, the internal energy within both of them flowed abundantly. Following the prescribed method, Yang Guo
placed his right hand on the Tanzhong acupoint between Xiaolongnu's breasts, continuously channeling his internal energy
into her Ren meridian, ascending through Lianquan, Renzhong, and the space between her eyebrows to Baihui; descending through the Dantian to the Huiyin, then
flowing back incessantly.
After more than two hours, the energy gradually subsided. After Yang Guo untied the beaded rope, Xiaolongnu was still completely limp and numb,
while the heat Yang Guo had suppressed during his practice suddenly surged up. His hands couldn't help but
roam over Xiaolongnu's body. Xiaolongnu was powerless to resist, and Yang Guo was equally unable to control himself. It wasn't until his right hand brushed against Xiaolongnu
's lower body and he felt a slight coolness at his fingertips that he snapped back to reality.
Xiaolongnu slowly opened her eyes and gazed deeply into Yang Guo's eyes. Her eyes held gratitude, love, tenderness, and affection,
but surprisingly little lust. This martial art was a marvel created by Lin Chaoying with painstaking effort;
the energy of male-female desire was astonishingly powerful. Ordinary men and women could feel their internal energy surging during intimacy,
let alone martial artists. Using this energy to cultivate internal energy would be extremely beneficial.
At this time, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu had practiced the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra for several years. Their internal energy cultivation, limited by their age, had not yet reached
the level of "entering the realm of divine meditation," but their foundation was truly no less than any master of their time. Furthermore,
they had already developed feelings for each other before practicing, and their desire was strong during the practice. Although they had only just begun, Xiaolongnu's Ren meridian, which she had previously
been unable to fully open, was completely unblocked within two hours. While Yang Guo did not experience the benefits of opening his meridians
, his internal energy cultivation had also reached a new level.
The method of dual cultivation was originally the essence of Taoist internal energy cultivation techniques. Mastering its key points
could make internal energy cultivation twice as effective. Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang were both skilled in this art, but due to unforeseen circumstances,
they couldn't become husband and wife. Therefore, although they knew the method, their internal energy cultivation couldn't reach the level of dual cultivation. Yang
Guo and Xiaolongnu, however, were deeply in love and unknowingly
crossed the most important hurdle in the dual cultivation method. Although Lin Chaoying's method was rather awkward, Xiaolongnu wasn't particularly averse to it, which Yang Guo
found even more interesting.
After a long while, the two calmed down and regained their composure. Although they were too embarrassed to lean on each other anymore,
Yang Guo held Xiaolongnu's hand and refused to let go. Xiaolongnu struggled slightly, but allowed Yang Guo to hold
it. Yang Guo looked down and saw a faint red mark on Xiaolongnü's alabaster wrist. Feeling pity,
he lowered his head and gently kissed it. Xiaolongnü let out a soft moan, and her body trembled slightly. Fortunately ,
the profound skill she had cultivated since childhood, the "Twelve More, Twelve Less" technique, was so deep that even her founder, Lin Chaoying
, probably couldn't match it. At this moment, she restrained herself with all her might and didn't lose her composure. Yang Guo, of course, knew that Xiaolongnü had been like this since childhood, so he didn't take it to heart.
Looking up at the stone carving again, the last three characters were inscribed: "Dian Jiang Chun" (点绛唇). Remembering
the location of the two golden balls, Xiaolongnu blushed again. Yang Guo, seeing this, naturally guessed her thoughts and
kissed her deeply on the lips until they were both breathless. Yang Guo smiled slightly and said, "Aunt,
wouldn't this count as 'Dian Jiang Chun'?"
Xiaolongnu became even more shy, burying her head in Yang Guo's arms and murmuring, "Will you still call me Aunt?
Isn't it better to call me Long'er?" Yang Guo knew the love in Xiaolongnu's heart, and his heart surged with emotion. He
hugged Xiaolongnu tightly and whispered deeply, "Long'er, Long'er..."
For the next few months, the two practiced diligently, perfecting the techniques of "Dian Jiang Chun," "Yan Shuang Fei" (雁双飞), and "Feng Lai Yi" (凤来仪).
Having mastered twelve dual cultivation techniques, including "Seven Steps Lotus" and "Star-Picking Crane," Xiaolongnü had opened all eight extraordinary meridians.
Yang Guo's internal energy cultivation also progressed rapidly, and his beaded ropes became incredibly versatile and unpredictable. No matter
how Xiaolongnü changed her moves or dodged, she was always unable to resist, bound into various shameful positions by Yang Guo,
unable to move.
Sometimes, when Yang Guo was mischievous, he would even bind Xiaolongnü and hold her in his arms to sleep. Xiaolongnü was helpless
, but since Yang Guo liked her, she obediently complied. Fortunately, Yang Guo only did this occasionally,
ultimately still respecting and loving Xiaolongnü. Sometimes, when Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü practiced too diligently, the
soft silk ropes would become red on the back of Xiaolongnü's neck, wrists, and ankles. Whenever this happened, Yang Guo would gently caress and kiss her, their tender moments
making Xiaolongnü lose all sense of place.
Later, when Yang Guo emerged from the tomb, he commissioned a master craftsman to forge a necklace, a pair of wrist guards, and a
pair of ankle guards from pure silver and jade. The size and style were all personally designed by Yang Guo, and no one in the world, except for Xiaolongnü, was worthy of them.
Xiaolongnü was deeply moved by Yang Guo's care for her. Furthermore, wrist and ankle guards were common protective
items in the martial arts world, so she rarely removed the other four rings, except for the necklace.
In truth, given Yang Guo's mischievous nature, these wrist and ankle guards didn't really need to be removed; Xiaolongnü
often had only a few hours of freedom a day. However, the style of these wrist and ankle guards, designed by Yang Guo himself, was simple
yet elegant, graceful yet dignified. They felt neither constricting nor risky on the hands and feet, and Xiaolongnü
found herself quite fond of these special pieces of jewelry.
The only drawback was that every time she practiced martial arts, Xiaolongnü had to pad her private parts with a white cloth, and
each time, the stimulation was too intense, leaving her in a rather embarrassing state. This was something that not only Xiaolongnu found difficult to say, but Yang Guo was also naturally ashamed to do.
They asked each other. Fortunately, the deeper one's internal strength, the stronger one's resistance, and one day one will be fearless against this beaded rope.
Sometimes, Xiaolongnu would joke with Yang Guo, saying, "With Guo'er's current skills, I'm afraid
no woman in the world can defeat you." But Yang Guo replied, "Guo'er will never use this technique to harm a woman in his life. This technique can only be used
on Long'er." Xiaolongnu thought Yang Guo was just using this to express his feelings, but she didn't know that Yang Guo's words had another
meaning. First, this binding technique is only useful when it's not a life-or-death struggle. Second, Yang Guo only knows
Xiaolongnu's martial arts and internal energy, and knows nothing about the martial arts of other women in the world. Third, Yang Guo
only thought that Xiaolongnu would react when her neck, breasts, and lower body were bound, and he thought that not all women in the world would react
like this, so he didn't consider this skill to be his own. Little did he know that this "Binding Woman Heart Sutra" was something Lin Chaoying 　　used to
amuse herself when she was bored after breaking with Wang Chongyang . The internal energy cultivation method within it was certainly painstakingly crafted, and the moves were also refined through countless trials, all targeting women's nature and 　　attacking their weaknesses. Otherwise, with Xiaolongnu's high level of martial arts, strong lightness skills, and pure heart, how could she have been so easily 　　bound by him? However, these were things that neither of them could have guessed. 　　 After Lin Chaoying's death, Wang Chongyang re-entered the Ancient Tomb and used the Nine Yin Manual to completely break the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. 　　When he saw the Binding Woman Heart Sutra, he was saddened, recalling his past with Lin Chaoying as if it 　　were yesterday. He sighed deeply and therefore did not attempt to break this technique. However, this Binding Woman Heart Sutra was not something 　　Wang Chongyang could easily break. Although he was proficient in this method of binding women, he was not 　　as deeply understanding of women's nature as Lin Chaoying. Therefore, he did not know the wonders of this Heart Sutra. Thus, he unintentionally left behind in the Ancient Tomb 　　the boastful claim that he was no less than anyone else in his life. This was something that Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu could not know. 　　 Several months passed quickly, and Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü began practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Sword Technique. The cultivation of this internal energy method 　　could be described as quite "erotic," but since Yang Guo couldn't always keep Xiaolongnü bound and tender, although he harbored no hatred, he still 　　felt a sense of melancholy. Fortunately, their hearts were connected, and Xiaolongnü would sometimes ask Yang Guo to bind her to regulate her meridians, 　　letting him do as he pleased, so life wasn't too difficult. 　　 One day, Yang Guo went out to hunt rabbits but encountered Li Mochou and her disciple. Li Mochou's martial arts skills at this time far surpassed Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü 　　's. She forcefully attacked the Ancient Tomb, and although the two fought back valiantly, they couldn't withstand her. Finally, they retreated to 　　the place where Lin Chaoying's coffin lay, still unable to find a solution. 　　 Both of them had their acupoints sealed. Fortunately, Xiaolongnu accidentally discovered the Nine Yin Manual and the method to leave the tomb, which 　　allowed her to release her acupoints. However, this was still not enough to defeat Li Mochou. Taking advantage of Li Mochou's distraction 　　, Xiaolongnu released Yang Guo's acupoints, stuffed the beaded rope into Yang Guo's hand, and whispered, "Use this against her." 　　 Yang Guo was ready to act at this moment. With a clear whistle, the beaded rope in his hand flicked out two whip-like patterns, and two 　　golden balls, one above and one below, struck Li Mochou's chest and groin. Li Mochou was startled and instinctively retreated, waving her whisk to block . 　　However, the kung fu created by Lin Chaoying was so superb that just as Li Mochou was about to counterattack, the beaded rope had already silently 　　wrapped around the back of her neck. 　　 Li Mochou, a veteran of countless battles, remained completely composed. With a single, seemingly effortless "Phoenix Nod," she attempted to dislodge the beaded rope. However, this move 　　fell right into Yang Guo's trap. Just as 　　Li Mochou was halfway through her "Phoenix Nod," the golden ball in Yang Guo's left hand, like a venomous snake, swept upwards, grazing Li Mochou's breasts. Li Mochou was terrified and tried to leap back to avoid it, but she forgot she 　　was already deeply entangled in the rope net; a retreat was futile. Li Mochou was utterly helpless. 　　 Yang Guo, quick-witted as he was, wouldn't let this opportunity slip by. With a flick of his wrists, Li Mochou 's right hand was already bound. 　　His whisk flew from her grasp, and with another wave, he neutralized the attack from 　　Li Mochou's left hand, simultaneously binding it as well. He pulled it overhead with a sharp tug, instantly restraining Li Mochou. In the blink of an eye, Li Mochou's hands were bound 　　in front of her, pulled overhead, folded behind her back, and her wrists pulled down to the back of her neck, then wrapped twice around her neck. Li Mochou 's 　　Five Poison Palm technique was rendered useless. 　　 Then, two ropes were applied to her breasts, connecting them to the ropes on her wrists, tightly constricting them. Li Mochou's breasts, 　　already larger than Xiaolongnu's, were now threatening to burst from her clothes. Her left leg was suspended in mid-air, and although her right leg wasn't bound, she could only 　　support her entire body on her toes. Yang Guo's risky attack had actually succeeded, and he let out a long sigh of relief. He casually picked up Li Mochou 　　's whisk, reversed the handle, and gently tapped the small golden ball stuck in Li Mochou's lower body. With 　　the ball stuffed in her mouth, Li Mochou could only make muffled sounds, but Xiaolongnu and Hong Lingbo screamed in shock. 　　 Xiaolongnu blushed deeply after her cry, while Hong Lingbo turned pale. Her martial arts skills were inferior to Yang Guo's, 　　even more so to Xiaolongnu's, and far inferior to Li Mochou's. If Li Mochou had 　　fallen victim to Yang Guo's unexpected move, she herself was unlikely to escape unscathed. Yet, Yang Guo's method was so "despicable" that it sent chills down her 　　spine. Xiaolongnu, however, thought of Yang Guo's restraint when he usually bound her, feeling both gratitude and 　　embarrassment. She gently bit her lower lip, making up her mind. 　　 Yang Guo gave Hong Lingbo a cold smile and walked towards her step by step. Seeing the wicked glint in his eyes and his cold 　　expression, Hong Lingbo felt a chill run down her spine. She cried out again and tried to run away, but to no avail. Xiaolongnu gracefully stepped forward and 　　pointed a finger, causing Hong Lingbo to immediately collapse. 　　 Yang Guo smiled wickedly, pulled out the hemp rope used to build the rope bed that night, and tightly bound Hong Lingbo, looking even more embarrassed than 　　Li Mochou. Hong Lingbo was trapped in the rope net, unable to move, her sensitive areas being constantly teased. 　　A look of wanting to cry and laugh appeared on her face, and she couldn't help but groan. 　　 The hemp rope binding her was thicker and stiffer than the beaded rope, with many barbs, making it very uncomfortable 　　. Even Li Mochou, a virgin who had kept herself pure, was finding it difficult to resist; how much more so Hong Lingbo, who was somewhat 　　promiscuous and whose body was much more sensitive than Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou? So even the hemp rope alone was unbearable for her 　　. 　　 Yang Guo was naturally intelligent and had lived with Xiaolongnü for many years, and recently they had become quite intimate. So when he saw Hong Lingbo 　　's appearance, he already knew what was going on. He took two steps forward, tore off a piece of Hong Lingbo's clothes, crumpled it into a ball, pinched her chin 　　, and stuffed it into her mouth, pressing it tightly against her throat. Hong Lingbo felt an itch in her throat, felt disgusted and wanted to vomit, and felt even more uncomfortable.

Yang Guo ignored her and turned to Xiaolongnu, saying, "Long'er, go and seal Li Mochou's acupoints. I swore
I would never use this technique to harm a woman in my life. Today I break my vow, but this is a one-time thing."
Xiaolongnu understood Yang Guo's meaning and smiled faintly, "It's nothing. No matter what you do, I
won't blame you." Before she finished speaking, her jade cheeks flushed again. She gracefully stepped forward, tapped several times with her fingers, and sealed Li Mochou
's acupoints on her hands and feet. She then untied the beaded rope and handed it to Yang Guo. However, Yang Guo had somehow slowly
pulled out a hemp rope from his waist. With a wicked grin, he tied Li Mochou up as before, tied a knot in her private parts,
and pressed it with his hand, teasing Li Mochou until she was blushing and fuming. Yang Guo then tore off a piece of his clothing and
stuffed it into Li Mochou's mouth. He then stepped aside, watching the two of them in their disheveled state with a grin.
Although Xiaolongnü was ignorant of worldly affairs, she had been frequently aroused by desire for several months. While this was for training purposes, she
was far from being completely oblivious. Seeing Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo gradually displaying their seductive charms, she was extremely embarrassed. If
it weren't for the two beaded ropes in Yang Guo's hands, she would have already fled. Although she didn't resent Yang Guo binding her,
she feared that her shameful state would be seen by others.
Although Yang Guo's gaze remained fixed on Li Mochou, Xiaolongnü was his true love. How could her every smile and frown
escape Yang Guo's eyes? Moreover, Xiaolongnü was naive and innocent, and Yang Guo shared a certain understanding with her; at this
moment, Xiaolongnü's thoughts were also within Yang Guo's calculations.
Yang Guo, still smiling, walked to Xiaolongnü's side and said, "Auntie, I'm tired. These two women
are for you. I'll go and get some sleep." Since the "Red Lips" incident, when Xiaolongnü confessed her feelings to Yang Guo
, he had always called her Long'er. Now, calling her "Auntie" was naturally for her sake, and Xiaolongnü
knew Yang Guo's feelings perfectly well. Her heart was filled with overwhelming love. After "taking care" of Li Mochou and her disciple,
she slowly walked out. Yang Guo
had fought several fierce battles that day, the last one being extremely dangerous. He was truly exhausted. Although
he longed to spend some time with Xiaolongnü, he unknowingly fell asleep. In a hazy dream,
Yang Guo seemed to see Ouyang Feng and Lin Chaoying, the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect. In the dream, Lin Chaoying taught him several exquisite techniques for binding women,
but he didn't quite understand them, only remembering eight words: "Understanding through the spirit resides in the heart." Yang Guo seemed to grasp some of it,
yet remained unclear.
He did, however, remember all the incantations of the Toad Stance taught by Ouyang Feng. Finally, the two masters together
imparted their ultimate skills to Yang Guo. Upon seeing the exquisite parts, Yang Guo cheered loudly, then sat up with a start. He saw Xiaolongnu
sitting beside him, her expression full of concern, yet also somewhat shy. At her feet were two
neatly stacked beaded ropes, their meaning self-evident.
Yang Guo's heart warmed, and he was about to pick up the beaded rope to bind Xiaolongnu when he suddenly remembered something important. His heart
leaped with joy, and he put away the rope. He grabbed Xiaolongnu's soft, boneless hand and quickly walked to the jade bed.
Ignoring her surprised look, he tapped and struck repeatedly, seven or eight times, until finally
a crisp sound of metal striking metal was heard, followed by Yang Guo's excited voice: "Indeed, there is 'Chastity'!"
Xiaolongnu looked closely and saw Yang Guo standing up, holding two objects in his hands. In his left hand, it appeared to be
a woman's shorts, and in his right... In his hand was a small jade stick. Upon closer inspection, it became clear that neither item was ordinary
. The shorts appeared to be made of ordinary white cloth with a few small flowers embroidered on them, but in reality, they were
made of the same material as the golden silk gloves Xiaolongnu used in battle—both had a backing of fine gold and silver threads. Even more rare was the celestial
silk from the Great Snow Mountain. After Lin Chaoying refined it, it was not only impervious to swords and spears, but also impervious to water and fire. Moreover, wearing it had
the effect of strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing the vital energy. Xiaolongnu's natural talent was weak, and her physique was not as good as ordinary people. Although this item was embarrassing, it was a treasure to Xiaolongnu . However, due to the rarity of the material, what was called shorts was actually just a few straps, 　　making it quite shameful
to wear . 　　 The small jade stick in Yang Guo's right hand was even more rare. It was painstakingly crafted by Lin Chaoying from the essence of cold jade. 　　Although the cold jade bed was large, its function was still inferior to this small jade stick. The heat and cold emanating from this item 　　move according to the seven emotions and six desires of the user, making it a supreme treasure for cultivating internal energy. Its effectiveness in healing injuries and curing illnesses 　　is even greater. 　　 However, when these two extraordinary treasures are combined, they become what Yang Guo called "Chastity Love." If a man and woman are in love and the 　　item is soaked in the blood of a virgin, Chastity Love will protect its owner for life, strengthening their foundation, nourishing their yin and qi, and prolonging their lifespan. 　　 Yang Guo told Xiaolongnu about the effects of these two treasures, making her so ashamed that she almost buried her head 　　between her breasts. Her submissive state aroused Yang Guo's desire, and the beaded rope trembled, producing a crisp sound. 　　Yang Guo grabbed Xiaolongnu, who was turning to flee, and softly asked, "Long'er, do you know the origin of this beaded rope?" 　　 Xiaolongnu's heart was pounding, and she didn't understand what Yang Guo was asking. Only after Yang Guo asked twice 　　did she realize and shake her head. Yang Guo pulled Xiaolongnü into his arms and began binding her, saying, 　　"These two beaded ropes were specially crafted by your grandmaster after he examined your bones when you were seven. Their length, weight, and 　　flexibility are perfectly suited to your body. If used to bind others, they could never achieve such perfection 　　. Only by binding you can they be used to their fullest potential." 　　 Xiaolongnü was deeply ashamed and struggled to escape, but her entire body was bound by Yang Guo, and she could not move. Just as she was about to 　　speak, the golden ball gagged her, and she could only make muffled noises. This time, however, Yang Guo did not let go and allow 　　Xiaolongnü to struggle as before. Instead, he held her tightly in his arms, his hands roaming over her body, his mouth never 　　idle, kissing her cherry lips, nibbling her earlobes, and sometimes even brazenly kissing her snow-white neck. 　　 He was already familiar with Xiaolongnu's body, and just now, in his dream, Ouyang Feng had taught him a section of the Toad Stance's inner secrets 　　—this Toad Stance and Wang Chongyang's Innate Skill were mutually exclusive, yet their origins were essentially the same; both would strengthen 　　the body and consolidate one's foundation after practice. However, the Innate Skill was a Taoist art, based on self-restraint and following others, 　　focusing on controlling desires. Such arduous practice naturally resulted in exceptional concentration, but progress was slow, with a high risk of qi deviation. 　　 The Toad Stance, on the other hand, was a demonic art from the Western Regions, originally not considered a first-rate martial art, but through the efforts of the eccentric martial arts master Ouyang Feng…

The Toad Stance, in its profound and subtle aspects, is no less than the Innate Skill, and its power and dominance surpass even the Innate Skill
. However, it lacks the crucial element of willpower; the deeper the skill, the stronger the desires, making it difficult to control oneself when attacking.
When Ouyang Feng practiced the Toad Stance, he was no longer a virgin, and coupled with his profound martial arts cultivation, he could still use the Toad Stance to control
movement through stillness. However, Ouyang Feng's illegitimate son, Ouyang Ke, was a virgin when he practiced the Toad Stance. After reaching a certain level of mastery,
he became increasingly licentious and unable to control himself, thus amassing numerous concubines for his lewd pleasures.
Yang Guo was also a virgin when he learned the Toad Stance. Although he was young at the time and his cultivation was not deep, he later
cultivated superior internal skills such as Quanzhen and Jade Maiden, greatly reducing the backlash from the Toad Stance. However,
even a superior martial art like the Toad Style has its benefits, and although Yang Guo's skill wasn't profound, he still benefited from its
ability to strengthen his body and improve his health. Furthermore, his father, Yang Kang, was naturally amorous, and he shared some similarities in this regard. All of these
factors ultimately allowed Yang Guo to understand the natural order of sexual intercourse without a teacher.
Xiaolongnu, on the other hand, had been a virgin since childhood and was not indifferent to Yang Guo. Now, with her body bound, her sensitive
areas were being intensely aroused. Coupled with her gratitude for Yang Guo's restraint, her desires were aroused by his skillful manipulation. Her body felt hot, her eyes 　　were filled with desire, and a tempting blush rose
on her originally fair skin . Xiaolongnu only wanted to embrace Yang Guo, but her hands 　　were bound behind her back. Every struggle intensified the stimulation of her breasts and genitals, a 　　sensation that was truly indescribable to outsiders. 　　 Yang Guo, with a flick of his fingers, quickly stripped Xiaolongnu of her clothes, then undressed himself. Xiaolongnu, 　　already in a state between sleep and wakefulness, was now completely limp and powerless. Yang Guo held her in his arms and, 　　after another round of teasing, caused her to ejaculate prematurely. 　　 Knowing Xiaolongnu's frailty, Yang Guo knew he couldn't rush things, so he gently and tenderly caressed her until she 　　gradually calmed down. Then, Yang Guo used his more forceful methods, and Xiaolongnu, unable to resist, was once again left in a state of ecstasy. Yang 　　Guo took Xiaolongnu's left breast into his mouth, lifting her boneless body with both hands. In her hazy state, Xiaolongnu knew 　　what was about to happen, and softly moaned, emitting incredibly beautiful sounds. 　　 That night, the "Chastity" that Lin Chaoying had painstakingly crafted, after decades of dormancy, finally found its 　　one and only master. 　　 The 　　 next day, Yang Guo released Li Mochou and her disciple, ordering them not to approach the Ancient Tomb within a thirty-mile radius, 　　or he would not let them off easily. Having suffered a night of hardship, Li Mochou and her disciple were powerless before Yang Guo, 　　not even uttering a harsh word, and hurriedly left. 　　 Watching their dejected figures, recalling his murderous intent the previous day, he was filled with mixed emotions. He now 　　knew that the subtlety of the martial arts left by Lin Chaoying was no less than that of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Swordplay, and even 　　surpassed it when dealing with women. Although he was still lacking in skill, with Xiaolongnu by his side, he had no need to worry. Thinking of 　　Xiaolongnu, Yang Guo's heart warmed again, and he returned to the Ancient Tomb with a mischievous grin. What happened next, of course, 　　was not for outsiders to know. 　　 Several months passed quickly, and the harsh winter arrived with heavy snowfall. Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü practiced the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Sword 　　Technique in the snow. Their sword energy surged, appearing even more sharp and deadly against the snow. After a clear, crisp clang of metal striking metal, they 　　finished their stance and stood side by side, slightly out of breath. 　　 Looking back at the evening breeze and setting sun, the withered trees and heavy snow created a rather charming scene in the back mountains of Zhongnan. Yang Guo 　　gently stroked Xiaolongnü's hands affectionately and said, "Long'er, it's getting late, let's go back." Xiaolongnü glanced at 　　an old locust tree with all its branches gone, hesitated slightly, and then nodded. 　　 But just as Xiaolongnü turned around, she heard the clear sound of a golden bell. Xiaolongnü's delicate body trembled, and she turned 　　back to see Yang Guo had already drawn his beaded rope, looking at her with a half-smile. Xiaolongnü sighed inwardly; 　　indeed, nothing could be hidden from this Guo'er. 　　 Inside the ancient tomb, Yang Guo had been wanting to hang Xiaolongnü, but couldn't find a beam or other suitable 　　spot. A few days earlier, when the two had practiced swordsmanship there, Yang Guo had thought this locust tree could be used, but unsure 　　if Xiaolongnü would object, he hadn't mentioned it. However, today Xiaolongnü was paying such close attention to the tree, and her thoughts 　　were no longer hidden from Yang Guo. 　　 Sure enough, when Yang Guo pulled out the beaded rope, Xiaolongnü obediently walked in front of him, turning her back to him. Firstly, Xiaolongnü 　　genuinely intended to try the hanging method here; secondly, if Yang Guo wanted to bind her, she would have no chance of escape. Therefore, 　　Xiaolongnü offered no resistance, allowing Yang Guo to bind her with the beaded rope and hang her. 　　 Xiaolongnu's skin was naturally fair, and her white dress made her even more pristine. Hanging from a tree amidst the heavy snow, she blended 　　seamlessly with the surrounding landscape. Only the two golden orbs above and below her, shimmering with golden light, and the occasional struggle and twisting of her waist and legs, 　　revealed that she was a woman bound to the ground. 　　 Yang Guo saw that Xiaolongnu's eyes were slightly closed, her breathing gradually becoming heavier, indicating she was entering a state of deep concentration. He remained silent, 　　sitting cross-legged on a pile of rocks nearby, his palms facing upwards, his divine light inwardly focused. In no time , he reached a state of complete absorption. 　　 After a short while, Yang Guo suddenly heard footsteps approaching from the southeast, one light and one heavy. The person walking 　　seemed to have a slight limp, perhaps a cripple. The mountain pass to the southeast was the only way to reach the Ancient Tomb from the back of Zhongnan Mountain. This person might 　　be heading straight for the Ancient Tomb. With a thought, Yang Guo lightly leaped up, scooped Xiaolongnu into his arms, and 　　in a flash, disappeared among the rocks. 　　 Xiaolongnu had also regained consciousness. Knowing that someone was approaching, she knew Yang Guo wouldn't untie her 　　. However, the beaded ropes had left her limbs numb, her heart pounding with tension, and her sensitive areas were being intensely aroused. Holding Yang Guo 　　in his arms, his scent filled her nostrils, and Xiaolongnu found herself unable to resist, a 　　blush creeping onto her face. 　　 Yang Guo looked down and, too, was overcome with desire. He felt a surge of gratitude for this unseen visitor; 　　if he hadn't arrived, he might never have witnessed Xiaolongnu's allure. However, if this person lingered, 　　it would be quite a problem for these two already aroused. 　　 A moment later, a woman in white slowly emerged from the mountain pass, her right leg slightly limping, which didn't seem to affect her much .

She was formidable, but her gait was extremely strange; it was unclear whether she had suffered an internal injury or contracted a strange illness. In her right hand,
she gripped a silver fox-shaped scimitar tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force of her grip—she was clearly extremely tense
. Yang Guo thought to himself that if he wanted to protect Xiaolongnü's reputation, he absolutely could not let her go.
With this thought in mind, Yang Guo whispered a few words in Xiaolongnü's ear, and Xiaolongnü blushed again, nodding slightly
. Yang Guo took a handkerchief from Xiaolongnü's bosom to cover his face, tied a hemp rope in his hand, and with a clear whistle,
he appeared behind the woman in a flash, the hemp rope shooting out. The woman reacted quickly, but her movements were not
agile enough; she only managed to avoid vital points, but was ultimately struck on the shoulder by the rope, her scimitar nearly slipping from her grasp.
In truth, with Yang Guo's current skill, he could have easily killed the woman with a single blow. However, Yang Guo felt that ambushing
was inherently dishonest, and taking a life through a sneak attack was even less gentlemanly. Therefore, he withdrew
seventy percent of his strength when he struck, allowing the woman to barely dodge.
After turning around, the woman found no one behind her. Realizing she had encountered a master, she prioritized self-
preservation over injuring anyone. With a flick of her wrist, she used the move "Rambling Flowers Begin to Dazzle the Eyes," protecting her vulnerable areas. This move was derived from the "Rambling Flowers Begin to Dazzle the
Eyes" technique, using clever and elaborate moves to deceive and protect oneself—a rather ingenious method.
However, Yang Guo's "Binding Woman Heart Sutra" did not belong to any particular school of martial arts, and his techniques differed greatly from ordinary martial arts. This
move became useless, as a hemp rope silently approached the back of her neck, the net already spread, quietly waiting
for its prey. The only problem now was the curved knife in the woman's hand. Relying on his superior lightness skill, Yang Guo
darted forward amidst the flashing blades, his hemp rope coiling tightly around her pulse points like a venomous snake.
The woman could no longer hold onto the curved knife, and she staggered backward, falling right into Yang Guo's rope
net. Her wrists, elbows, shoulders, neck, ankles, knees, and groin were all targeted
, and in the blink of an eye, she was completely immobilized. What was even more infuriating was that the woman hadn't seen
Yang Guo's figure or face until she was captured, as if she had encountered a ghost!
Having succeeded in his attack, Yang Guo dared not linger any longer. He took a handkerchief from Xiaolongnu's bosom and blindfolded the woman.
Xiaolongnu then lifted her up and, using the unparalleled lightness skill of the Ancient Tomb Sect, returned to the Ancient Tomb with Yang Guo. Along the way,
the woman felt as if she were floating on clouds, with the wind rushing past her ears. Even if she were completely unbound, she probably wouldn't dare to move. Now,
although her eyes were still blindfolded, her body had already landed on the spotless stone table of the Ancient Tomb. With a slight struggle, she
felt the ropes digging into her flesh, and the restraints tightened. A surge of heat welled up inside her, and her sensitive areas, instead of
the pain she had felt before, felt waves of tingling numbness, which was even more unbearable than the pain itself.
More than half a year has passed since Yang Guo first bound Xiaolongnü. Seeing the flush on her face
and the soft moans escaping her lips, she knew exactly what was happening. The desire she hadn't suppressed earlier was stirring again,
and her face flushed crimson once more. Yang Guo, seeing this, a wicked smile crept onto his lips. Xiaolongnü was
now even more flustered and at a loss. Unconsciously, a thought flashed through her mind: being bound by Yang Guo was far better than
being seen in this embarrassing state.
Sure enough, the moment this thought arose, Yang Guo had already pulled her into his arms and meticulously bound her. Normally,
with Yang Guo's current skill in binding women, even if he attacked from two or three zhang away, Xiaolongnü would be at his mercy. However,
Yang Guo was always so meticulous and serious when binding Xiaolongnü. Sometimes, Xiaolongnü would shyly ask, but Yang Guo would always just
smile and not answer. She naturally didn't know that Yang Guo was seeking to further improve his skill in binding women.
The techniques for binding women that Yang Guo currently knows were mostly created by Lin Chaoying. Although they are extremely ingenious and varied,
in Yang Guo's view, they are far from reaching a state of divine understanding. For binding a woman to be perfect, it must
be tailored to her nature. If one cannot take into account a woman's height, weight, martial arts style, limbs, body shape, flexibility,
energy flow, and even sensitive areas, and simply apply a set of techniques to bind a beautiful woman, it is tantamount to boiling a crane or burning
a zither.
Although Yang Guo can be said to know Xiaolongnu's body like the back of his hand, these calculations are truly complex. Furthermore,
the human body undergoes subtle changes throughout the day, and a beautiful woman's thoughts are even more unpredictable. Without the softness and fragrance of a beautiful woman in his arms,
how can one achieve perfection? However, Xiaolongnu is unable to control herself when bound, and therefore cannot discover Yang Guo's various
calculations.
Yang Guo knew that Xiaolongnü was already overcome with affection and couldn't suppress her shyness. Yet,
he deliberately tightened the beaded rope at a leisurely pace, finally wrapping the remaining rope around Xiaolongnü's slender waist. He silently counted her breaths, and as
she inhaled, he suddenly tightened the knot. Anyone with even a basic understanding of bondage techniques knows that this rope around a woman's waist, connecting front and back,
tightening at the bottom and then closing at the top, is crucial.
Yang Guo's tightening caused Xiaolongnü's body to go limp, her breathing quicken, and her
eyes, which had been barely open, finally closed, a glistening tear glistening in the corner. Yang Guo tenderly kissed away Xiaolongnu's tears, but this kiss
only caused her tears to flow uncontrollably. Yang Guo, thinking he had hurt her,
quickly asked, "Long'er, is it too tight?"
Xiaolongnu shook her head, choking back sobs, "No, I... I just..." Xiaolongnu was overwhelmed with emotion
. She couldn't truly explain why she was crying, only vaguely feeling that
once her once pure and innocent body was aroused by desire, it was no longer under her control. It was as if she had personally shattered something extremely precious within her.
Amidst shame, indignation, and regret, there was also an indescribable pleasure . Even if Yang Guo were
ten times more intelligent, he couldn't fathom the complexities of her feelings.
Fortunately, Xiaolongnu's turmoil was only momentary. When she composed herself and opened her
eyes... Seeing the tenderness and affection in Yang Guo's eyes, Xiaolongnu was moved and momentarily forgot that her hands were bound behind her back.
She only wanted to reach out and hug Yang Guo, but with that slight movement, she felt for the first time the domineering power of the beaded rope binding her.
Previously, when Xiaolongnu was bound by Yang Guo, she rarely struggled, so she naturally didn't know how
powerful his bindings were. This time, she felt a sudden tightness in her chest, a numbness and swelling, and the golden beads outside her body were almost
pressed into her body by the tightening rope. Xiaolongnu was already struggling to control herself; how could she possibly restrain herself now!
In this moment of turmoil, Xiaolongnu suddenly felt a strange emotion, as if she needed to disrupt something
to achieve her pleasure. Her heart trembled, and she whispered in Yang Guo's ear, "Guo'er, carry me inside." Yang Guo, as if hearing
a sacred chant, no longer cared about the woman bound and unable to move beside him. He swept Xiaolongnu up in his arms and carried her to the inner
chamber. What happened next was
, of course, a secret for others to know. He didn't know how much time had passed when he awoke. The beauty in his arms, though still bound, was still fast
asleep, her face bearing the calm and satisfaction that followed a storm. Yang Guo couldn't resist reaching out again. This
time, Xiaolongnu also woke with a soft moan. Seeing Yang Guo's wicked smile right before her, she immediately closed her eyes in fright
.
Yang Guo ignored her feigned sleep, his hands continuing to knead her. Under his caresses, Xiaolongnu's delicate
body writhed, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Suddenly, she cried out in pain, trying to sit up, but her waist and legs were too
weak to obey. She barely managed to lift her upper body before collapsing back into Yang Guo's arms, her arms bound behind her back
.
Yang Guo, already somewhat aware of what had happened, deliberately asked softly, "Long'er, what's wrong?"
Xiaolongnu's face flushed, and she whispered, "It's all your fault..." Her voice trailed off, the last few
words barely audible.
Yang Guo's heart stirred again, and he whispered, "Should we bring you the chastity charm?" Xiaolongnu's face turned even redder, and after
a long pause, she nodded slightly. Although Xiaolongnü knew that chastity was beneficial to her, it was simply too
shameful. Aside from using her virgin blood on her wedding night with Yang Guo, she had never used it again. This time, Xiaolongnü
's true feelings were revealed, and she let Yang Guo act recklessly. Only upon waking did she realize the pain, and she had no choice but to rely on chastity to "heal
. "
Sure enough, the heat slowly emanating from the chastity seeped into Xiaolongnü's meridians, circulating through her body
. Not only did the pain in her injured area subside, but the previously sore and weak muscles and bones also felt much better. Xiaolongnü's
slightly furrowed brows from the pain gradually relaxed, and she smiled, saying, "Guo'er, go release that girl. She
's suffered all day; she probably won't be able to bear being tied up any longer."
Yang Guo also smiled, saying, "Who knew so much time would pass without us noticing?"
Yang Guo's words were unintentional; Xiaolongnü... The woman, however, took his words to heart, blushing with embarrassment, and said coquettishly, "It's all because
of you!"
Yang Guo, seeing Xiaolongnu's charmingly angry expression, felt a surge of affection and quickly composed himself, suppressing
his burgeoning thoughts. Just as he was about to go out to release the person, he suddenly turned back and said, "Long'er, you should come with me
. It's inconvenient for me to go alone."
Xiaolongnu thought it made sense. If Yang Guo went alone to release the person, the woman might think that she had been in Yang Guo's hands for days,
and if she did something foolish in a moment of weakness, it would be a lifelong regret. However, upon moving, she almost cried out again.
It turned out that the power of her love couldn't heal Xiaolongnu's "injuries" in such a short time.
Yang Guo reached out and picked up Xiaolongnu, supporting her around the waist, and said with a smile, "Long'er, let me help you."
Xiaolongnu gave him a sidelong glance, a mixture of shyness, gratitude, joy, and reproach, which stirred Yang Guo's heart once more.
Entering the stone chamber where the woman was bound, the scene before them shocked them once more. They hadn't expected
the woman to suffer so much in the past day and night! The brilliance of Yang Guo's binding technique lay in his complete
control over the bound woman. Most women, when bound, would struggle, but Yang Guo's technique was superb; the more they struggled
, the more intense the restraint became, and the tighter the ropes tightened.
Xiaolongnu possessed exceptional self-control; even when bound and teased by Yang Guo, she only slightly rubbed her legs. Therefore,
she hadn't tried many of Yang Guo's powerful binding techniques. However, this woman clearly lacked Xiaolongnu's
self-control, struggling until she was utterly exhausted. With such struggle,
the ropes that had initially only bound her body dug deeply into her flesh, leaving her joints and other already tightly bound areas
bruised and swollen—a truly horrifying sight.
Despite the thick winter clothes, the woman was clearly sweating profusely; her cotton-padded coat was soaked, and her lower body,
teased by the ropes, was a mess, even wetting the stone table. Her face was still flushed, and
her breathing was still labored; she was likely still lost in passion.
Although shy, Xiaolongnu knew Yang Guo shouldn't approach at this moment, so she steeled herself and used her knife
to cut the ropes, freeing her. However, the woman had been bound for so long that even with the ropes removed, her limbs remained immobile
. Xiaolongnu had never known Yang Guo's bondage techniques could inflict such pain on a woman, but she knew she
couldn't blame Yang Guo. The blame lay with herself for her momentary impulse, or with the woman's lack of self-control, which had
caused her so much suffering.
Little did she know that Lin Chaoying's technique of binding women was based on the Ancient Tomb Sect's "Heart as Still Water" mental cultivation method ,
possessing extremely strong binding and teasing power. Xiaolongnu, having cultivated the Ancient Tomb Sect's internal energy since childhood, already surpassed Lin Chaoying in the purity of her skill,
making her difficult to resist, let alone others. Yang Guo, possessing both the Western Poison and Ancient Tomb Sect's extraordinary martial arts and with high comprehension, vaguely understood
the key points. While Xiaolongnu was unaware of the woman's predicament, he was aware and quietly prepared hot
water and new clothes for her to bathe and change.
Behind Zhongnan Mountain, there was once a superior hot spring, said to be the location of the Dragon Eye of the West Sea, its flow constant throughout the year,
possessing remarkable effects in promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, healing injuries, and relieving pain. Normally, Xiaolongnü was always bound by Yang Guo, and whenever she wanted to bathe,
she had to untie and re-tie him, which was quite troublesome. Moreover, Yang Guo often had some mischievous ideas, sometimes making it even more inconvenient to bathe with Xiaolongnü bound. Fortunately,
Yang Guo was skillful and connected large bamboo tubes to channel spring water into the Ancient Tomb, calling it the "Self-Flowing Spring."
Today, both Xiaolongnü and the girl were unable to walk easily, so this self-flowing spring water would be very useful. Yang Guo
helped Xiaolongnü and the girl into the bathroom, glanced at them, and then left with a smile. Xiaolongnü didn't understand
why Yang Guo was laughing at first. Only when she started to undress the girl did she realize that she was still weak all over, her limbs aching.
When she lifted the girl into the bathtub, a sharp pain in her lower body almost made her fall. If it weren't for her chastity protecting her, she wouldn't have
been able to support herself at all. No wonder Yang Guo had laughed so infuriatingly earlier.
Before long, the girl, after soaking in the spring water and receiving a skillful massage from Xiaolongnü, gradually regained her senses and whispered
her thanks to Xiaolongnü. Xiaolongnü intended to explain that Yang Guo's actions were against his will, but the words caught in her throat
. Should she tell her that Yang Guo had captured her because he feared she would see her hanging from the tree
? Then, remembering the absurd scene that followed, Xiaolongnü blushed again.
Lost in thought, Xiaolongnü suddenly felt her fingers touch a thin thread. Pulling it casually, she heard the girl
let out a pitiful groan. Xiaolongnü was startled and looked down, feeling both ashamed and angry. The thin thread she had accidentally touched
was connected between the girl's breasts!
The girl had a small, bright yellow ring on each of her breasts, its material unknown—whether gold or bronze—but the threads were extremely fine,
seemingly adorned with delicate patterns, clearly indicating exquisite craftsmanship. A nearly transparent thread was tied
to these rings, explaining her pain. Both women were mortified, and for a moment,
only the sound of Xiaolongnü splashing water filled the stone chamber.
After a short while, the girl's blood flowed smoothly under the spring water and massage, and the initial numbness gradually turned into
a sharp, stabbing pain, extremely unbearable. Although the girl remained silent, her brows furrowed and her jaw clenched
. Xiaolongnü could easily see this; she had experienced similar sensations when she and Yang Guo had gone too far. Reaching into her bosom, she took out
a handkerchief, folded it, and brought it to the girl's lips. The girl forced a smile, bit her lip, and
let out two soft moans.
Although bruises remained on her joints, the girl's limbs were mobile, suggesting she was no longer seriously injured. Xiaolongnu
retrieved the clothes Yang Guo had prepared and helped the girl to her feet. Although slightly shorter and plumper than Xiaolongnu, the girl
stood gracefully in the gently rising steam of the hot spring, captivating and endearing.
The two nipple rings, washed by the spring water, shone brilliantly, making the delicate lines even more translucent. These
features, pleasing to the eye elsewhere, were somehow tinged with a poignant
beauty on the breasts of a young girl, a blend of sensuality and allure. Xiaolongnu dared not look any longer, hastily stuffing the clothes into the girl's hands before turning and fleeing. As
soon as Xiaolongnu escaped, she bumped into Yang Guo, who was waiting nearby. Knowing she had suffered, Yang Guo
wanted to comfort her and was unwilling to let her go so easily. He embraced Xiaolongnu's slender waist. Seeing Yang Guo's expression
, Xiaolongnu knew there was no hope of escape. Coupled with her earlier "exhaustion," she felt even more weary and simply relaxed, obediently nestled
in Yang Guo's arms. A short while later, the girl, dressed in Xiaolongnu's clothes, emerged from the stone chamber, her steps faltering.
She looked different now.
This woman was a few inches shorter than Xiaolongnu and slightly fuller, but Xiaolongnu's clothes appeared
quite large on her. Since she only loosely clung to herself, the person inside looked even smaller and more pitiful.
Her eyes, already red from crying, were now brimming with tears again, yet a faint smile lingered at the corners of her lips. Presumably, she had seen Xiaolongnu
's awkwardness in Yang Guo's arms. This smile vanished in an instant, replaced by more sorrow and helplessness.
Xiaolongnu never expected her to emerge so quickly. For a moment, she was at a loss, hurriedly
escaping Yang Guo's embrace, her face flushed as she turned away. Although Yang Guo felt embarrassed, he was, after all, a man. He coughed and
looked intently at the girl. He immediately recognized her beautiful features, as if they were old acquaintances, but he couldn't recall
her name. Seeing Yang Guo staring at her, the girl lowered her head slightly, then took a step forward.
Noticing her still strange gait, Yang Guo suddenly remembered something and cautiously asked, "Is your surname Lu?"
It turned out this woman was Lu Wushuang, the woman whose entire family had been brutally murdered by Li Mochou! Yang Guo had witnessed her suffering
; Li Mochou had broken her left leg, leaving her with a slight limp. It was because of this that Yang Guo remembered her face.
Lu Wushuang was startled and nodded, saying, "Lu Wushuang, disciple of Li Mochou, the Red Serpent Fairy, greets Uncle-Master Long,
Uncle-Master Yang... "
Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo's expressions were ambiguous, and they had been so intimate just now; she could naturally see it. Calling Yang
Guo "Senior Brother" now would make Xiaolongnu look bad. However, one of them was naive and the other unorthodox, completely
unaware of the implications of such a title.
Lu Wushuang continued, "A month ago, Li Mochou, my senior sister, and I
were captured by the old villain Gongsun Zhi, the Valley Master of the Northern Heartless Valley. I beg Uncle-Master to spare our lives for our shared sect!" He then knelt down. Yang
Guo and Xiaolongnu quickly helped Lu Wushuang up. Lu Wushuang, heartbroken, buried his face in Xiaolongnu's arms and
wept bitterly.
Yang Guo knew that Lu Wushuang and Li Mochou had a blood feud stemming from the massacre of their families, yet she had come seeking help. He was greatly puzzled and
asked, "Miss Lu, if I'm not mistaken, Li Mochou and you are sworn enemies. Now that she's been captured
, isn't this your chance for revenge? If you hadn't come to us, wouldn't Li Mochou have been doomed?"
Lu Wushuang's face turned pale. She took a step back, her hands loosening, and the clothes that had been covering her body slipped down,
revealing the nipple rings on her breasts and the thin threads connecting them. Xiaolongnu had already seen this, so she wasn't too
embarrassed. Yang Guo, however, was greatly shocked, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes.
Lu Wushuang said miserably, "After the three of us were captured, our lives were certainly in danger. It was only thanks to Li Mochou's provocation
that we were forced to agree to a contest of binding techniques with Uncle Yang… Li Mochou said that Uncle Yang and Old
Thief Gongsun were evenly matched in binding techniques. If Old Thief Gongsun won, the three of us would be at his
mercy; if Uncle Yang won, Li Mochou would be at his mercy. Old Thief Gongsun is arrogant and proud, which is why he let me
leave the valley. I originally wanted to just walk away, but before I left the valley, Old Thief Gongsun secretly attacked me, saying that
if I didn't go back, I would suffer a fate worse than death…" At this point, Lu Wushuang could no longer continue and buried her face in
Xiaolongnu's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
Yang Guo, skilled in the art of binding women, naturally knew the viciousness of this restriction. However, he was certain it wouldn't
be a fate worse than death. He suspected either the nipple rings held some profound meaning, or there was some hidden secret within
. Although Yang Guo knew it was awkward to ask at this moment, he had no other choice. After a moment's hesitation, he asked,
"Miss Lu, is this the only mechanism on your body?"
Although Xiaolongnu didn't know Yang Guo's true purpose in asking this, she was certainly quick-witted and resourceful.
She knew she couldn't even come close to Yang Guo's level in her entire life, so she let him run wild. Lu Wushuang's face flushed red and then paled, finally
shaking her head and hiding in Xiaolongnu's arms again. Yang Guo sighed heavily and said, "Judging from this old thief's rope-tying
skills, his skill is clearly superior to mine. However, he placed this restriction too carelessly. If... if you don't mind
, I'm willing to give it a try."
Lu Wushuang left the Ancient Tomb again in early spring of the following year. For more than half a month, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu had gone through countless hardships
to remove the restriction that Gongsun Zhi had placed on her body. Lu
Wushuang herself had also suffered greatly to persevere. Now, Yang Guo had skillfully removed all the rings from her body
, and her injuries were gradually healing.
As soon as Lu Wushuang was able to get out of bed, she pleaded with Yang Guo to rescue Li Mochou. Xiaolongnu, considering their shared sect affiliation
and also feeling that Gongsun Zhi was no better than Li Mochou, joined Lu Wushuang in persuading him. Yang
Guo wasn't one to back down from trouble, and Gongsun Zhi's binding methods were unique, prioritizing cruelty and
practicality. While inferior to Lin Chaoying's techniques, they were still highly refined and shouldn't be underestimated.
Although Yang Guo would never find pleasure in such cruel torture, he did harbor a degree of curiosity and competitiveness.
The trip to the Valley of Heartbreak was to test Yang Guo's skills in binding women. Both Lu Wushuang and Xiaolongnü
wanted Yang Guo to practice more, but Lu Wushuang knew that although Yang Guo had been intimate with her when he lifted Gongsun Zhi's restraints, he didn't
treat her and Xiaolongnü equally. Xiaolongnü, while willing to sacrifice her freedom for Yang Guo, was somewhat
reluctant to reveal the secret to Lu Wushuang. Each woman harbored her own thoughts, and felt awkward in front of Yang Guo
. Yang Guo, being extremely intelligent, guessed most of the reason behind the two women's unusual expressions and secretly
began to plan.
That day, the three of them stopped for a meal and lodging in a small town more than 300 li from the Valley of Heartbreak. Not long after dinner, Xiaolongnü discovered that Yang Guo was missing. Having learned her lesson at the Valley of Heartbreak, Lu Wushuang 　　was even more anxious
knowing Yang Guo was gone. 　　 They hurriedly split up to search, agreeing to meet at the inn at sunset. However, 　　after searching almost the entire town, they couldn't find Yang Guo. Seeing that it was getting late, and fearing that Lu Wushuang 　　wouldn't be able to find her when she returned, Xiaolongnu had no choice but to return to the inn. But as soon as she returned to her room, she saw Yang Guo fixing rope 　　while looking at her with a mischievous grin. 　　 Xiaolongnu immediately understood what was happening; Yang Guo wanted to tie her up! She sighed and 　　obediently walked to Yang Guo's side, saying, "Wushuang will be back soon. Remember to 　　tell her not to worry, sob..." Before she could finish speaking, Yang Guo gagged her with a handkerchief, and the rope quickly 　　spread across her body amidst her feeble struggles. 　　 After tying Xiaolongnu up, Yang Guo placed her on the bed, covered her with a curtain, and then slipped behind the door 　　. Xiaolongnu quickly realized that he was waiting for Lu Wushuang to appear. Although Xiaolongnu didn't know 　　what place Lu Wushuang held in Yang Guo's heart, as a woman herself, she was well aware of Lu Wushuang 　　's feelings for Yang Guo. However, at this moment, she was too weak to think about anything else. The initial stimulation of the hemp rope was already 　　almost unbearable for her. 　　 Previously, Xiaolongnu had only been bound by two beaded ropes she would never use as weapons again. The smooth, 　　soft beaded ropes and the rough, hard hemp rope gave Xiaolongnu completely different sensations. The numbness from being bound, 　　the itching from the sweat-soaked rope, all combined to give Xiaolongnu a pain and stimulation she had never experienced before. 　　 Xiaolongnu suddenly felt that this time, being bound by Yang Guo, she couldn't find the sense of security she usually felt. Instead, 　　she felt an indescribable sense of grievance and humiliation. This grievance and humiliation didn't make Xiaolongnu unhappy; instead, 　　it perfectly stimulated a certain desire hidden deep within her heart. If Yang Guo's previous use of beaded ropes was merely for 　　pure pleasure, the use of hemp rope had a slightly "torturous" flavor. 　　 Which feeling did Yang Guo prefer? Xiaolongnu couldn't guess, but although it was itchy, hot, and uncomfortable, 　　it wasn't so bad. Just as Xiaolongnu's thoughts were becoming increasingly chaotic due to the stimulation of being bound, 　　the curtain was lifted, and Lu Wushuang was brought in, bound and unable to move. 　　 Lu Wushuang's hands were tied high under her neck, her proud breasts were made even larger by the hemp rope, 　　the rope around her waist extended between her legs, disappearing into her buttocks, her knees and slender ankles were also mercilessly 　　restrained by hemp rope, her calves were bent behind her back, her ankles and wrists were connected by rope, and her mouth was naturally 　　stuffed with a handkerchief. 　　 Although Lu Wushuang had long guessed the intimacy between Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, she had never seen Xiaolongnu bound 　　, let alone in such an awkward situation. She made two muffled sounds, seemingly trying to say something, 　　but seeing her flushed face and incredulous eyes, Xiaolongnu knew she was only 　　surprised to see herself in such an awkward state, not that she was dissatisfied with Yang Guo's actions. 　　 Seeing Yang Guo enter the tent, the two women's breathing quickened. Yang Guo smiled first, then 　　frowned, saying, "You probably know that we're going to have a showdown with that old man Gongsun 　　. Gongsun's skill in binding women is no less than mine, and his martial arts are far superior. The dangers involved are self-evident 　　. 　　 Although I often bind Long'er, it's worlds apart from Gongsun's cruel methods . Wushuang, 　　you've only been bound by me once, so you certainly don't know what it's like to be bound by me. Gongsun wants to..." " In my contest 　　, I naturally won't be allowed to bind his women. I can only use my methods on you. If you ca 　　n't hold out, how will we end this?" 　　 Yang Guo paused, seeing the two women's expressions, and knowing they didn't object, he continued, "Therefore, from 　　this moment on, Long'er, you are no longer my aunt, Wushuang, you are no longer my junior sister. You are both my female slaves. I will slowly 　　temper your bodies and minds. Only in this way can we defeat this old scoundrel Gongsun. If you are 　　unwilling, shake your heads, and I will not force you."

Xiaolongnü, being exceptionally clever, guessed Yang Guo's intentions when he bound her. She
had already planned this, so naturally she wouldn't object. Lu Wushuang, hearing Yang Guo's words that he intended to
treat Xiaolongnü and herself equally, was overjoyed, even more so than when she regained her freedom, and even nodded in agreement
.
Yang Guo, delighted, removed the handkerchiefs from the two women's mouths,
loosened the ropes binding their ankles and wrists, helped them sit on the edge of the bed, and fed them their prepared dinner, taking the opportunity to take
advantage of their bodies. Bound and unable to escape, the two women were rendered powerless by Yang Guo's advances, their eyes filled with lust. Lu Wushuang
could no longer bear it and groaned. Although Xiaolongnü also felt numb and devoid of feeling in her limbs, and Yang Guo's teasing
was particularly cunning, her years of seclusion in the Ancient Tomb still allowed her to maintain a semblance of clarity, though her eyes
already showed a pleading look.
Yang Guo knew he could only proceed gradually. He laughed, quickly filled his stomach, and
locked the door.
Seeing Yang Guo leave, Xiaolongnu, unsure what tricks this usually mischievous Yang Guo would pull
, simply stopped thinking about it. She focused on her breathing, trying not to aggravate any of the ropes
binding her, because any movement would trigger a relentless teasing.
Normally, Xiaolongnu wouldn't find it difficult, but today she had just recovered and couldn't withstand any new stimulation.
However, Xiaolongnu's internal energy was truly solid; even with the many restrictions, she could still use her internal strength to
circulate her qi and blood, slightly relieving the numbness in her hands and feet. Lu Wushuang, still immersed in the passion of the previous encounter, unconsciously twisted
and struggled, moaning incessantly. Soon, she was exhausted and weak, covered in a sweat.
Xiaolongnu circulated her qi and blood four times, feeling her internal energy improve. Although she
still couldn't break free from Yang Guo's cunning and domineering bindings, she was no longer as helpless as before
, begging for mercy after being bound for a short while. Xiaolongnu was secretly delighted. She gently exhaled the stale air from her chest and opened her eyes, only to find that Yang Guo
had already strung two ropes in the room.
This was not uncommon in the Ancient Tomb; it was a sleeping method created by Lin Chaoying, and also
a method for cultivating lightness skills and internal energy. However, Li Mochou hadn't learned it, and Lu Wushuang naturally hadn't seen it before. She vaguely saw
Yang Guo strung ropes in the room, and was startled. She tried to sit up, but her hands and feet had been bound for so long that
she had no strength left to struggle, let alone sit up. She had only gotten halfway up when she fell back down. Although she landed
on the soft blankets, Lu Wushuang still felt a sharp, pricking pain in the places where the ropes bound her arms,
and cried out in pain.
Yang Guo, seeing this, smiled and said, "Wushuang, can't take it anymore?" Lu Wushuang blushed again. Xiaolongnu, afraid of
embarrassing her, also smiled and said, "Guo'er, I can't take it either. Can you untie me?"
Yang Guo knew Xiaolongnu's intention and smiled as he loosened the ropes. The brilliance of Yang Guo's binding technique lay in the fact that the knots were all
locked with internal force. To unlock them, one only needed to use the reverse internal force method taught by Ouyang Feng, and the knots would loosen with a shake. Xiaolongnu
gently rubbed her arms, tightened the ropes binding her, and then helped untie the still
weak Lu Wushuang. However, when she touched Lu Wushuang, she found her body covered in sweat, and her private parts were faintly
damp. Xiaolongnu knew something was wrong and quickly gave Yang Guo a wink. Yang Guo understood and withdrew.
Xiaolongnu tightened the ropes binding Lu Wushuang as well, placed her hands on Lu Wushuang's pulse points, and used
the calming and focusing techniques of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to suppress Lu Wushuang's desires. Then she removed Lu Wushuang's clothes, wiped
her body with a hot towel, and changed her into clean underwear. Lu Wushuang knew that Xiaolongnu had saved her from
embarrassment, and her heart warmed. She said, "Sister, thank you!"
Xiaolongnu was taken aback. Lu Wushuang calling her "sister" had a hint of traditional Chinese virtues, but how could Yang Guo
possibly betray her? On second thought, the relationship between the three of them was not ordinary. Even if Yang Guo had no
ill intentions towards Lu Wushuang, Lu Wushuang would still have no choice but to marry Yang Guo. If she were unwilling, Yang Guo would probably not go against her wishes,
but wouldn't that ruin Lu Wushuang's life?
Her thoughts faltered, and the towel in her hands slowed down. Although Lu Wushuang was not as clever as Xiaolongnu, she
was far more worldly-wise. She had guessed half of Xiaolongnu's thoughts. How could she let Xiaolongnu
and Yang Guo be in a difficult position? She whispered, "Sister Long, don't worry. Once this matter is over, I will not bother you anymore."
Hearing Lu Wushuang say this, Xiaolongnu felt a pang of sadness again and didn't know what to say. She could only silently
help her get dressed and then said softly, "Sister Wushuang, you don't have to be like this. Who told us that we are now...
now Guo'er's... slave girl!" As she said this, she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.
Although Xiaolongnü knew Yang Guo's feelings for her remained unchanged, no woman would willingly
share a man with another. It was impossible for Xiaolongnü to be completely without resentment. However, she also understood that this
matter wasn't Yang Guo's fault, nor Lu Wushuang's, nor even entirely Gongsun Zhi's or Li Mochou's.
The inner turmoil of this woman was truly difficult to unravel.
Lu Wushuang was also deeply troubled. She was deeply
in love with Yang Guo, knowing she couldn't console him, while Yang Guo was equally devoted to Xiaolongnü, thus sealing her fate of a life of heartbreak.
It was only thanks to the story of Gongsun Zhi and Li Mochou that she had the opportunity to spend time with Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü. Lu Wushuang knew she absolutely
couldn't cross the line. Fortunately, Yang Guo had made his intentions clear, allowing her to find a reason to be with Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü.
So, she would willingly become his… slave girl!
As the two women were lost in their own thoughts, Yang Guo pushed open the door and entered, carrying two copper basins, one large and one small. He chuckled and
said, "Come, let me help you wash up and go to bed. Long'er, help Wushuang; she certainly doesn't have
the strength to wash herself." With that, he put down the basins and towels and carried in a large tub of hot water from outside.
Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang had been searching for Yang Guo for a long time, and had even been bound and teased by him. They had long wanted to
wash up, and now that Yang Guo was being so considerate, both women were delighted. To cover up what had just happened, Lu Wushuang forced a smile and said,
"Brother Yang is really good to his female slaves."
Yang Guo laughed, "Even female slaves are meant to be cherished, not abused."
Lu Wushuang chuckled and said, "Then Brother Yang, please cherish us!"
Before Yang Guo could even speak, Xiaolongnu blushed crimson. Yang Guo,
wanting to tease Xiaolongnu, asked, "Oh, so how do you want me to cherish you?"
This left even Lu Wushuang speechless, blushing and stepping aside. Xiaolongnu, even more embarrassed and at a loss for words,
felt utterly mortified. Yang Guo, not wanting to tease Xiaolongnü too much, composed himself and said, "Alright, hurry up and wash up,
you'll be in for a world of hurt later."
Sure enough, after the two women washed up, Yang Guo tied Xiaolongnü up again and placed her on a rope hammock. It turned out that
the Ancient Tomb Sect's sleeping method didn't allow for free movement of hands and feet. With her hands and feet bound, Xiaolongnü was even more cautious
, sleeping steadily in the hammock. Lu Wushuang, however, didn't have this ability. Even after Yang Guo taught her how to sleep
, she was still trembling on the rope bed.
Yang Guo laughed, "I'll let you off today, but tomorrow night you'll have to do the same as Long'er." Lu Wushuang
didn't dare speak, only nodding. Yang Guo then laughed, "If Long'er falls, you'll have to carry her back up!"
This made even Xiaolongnü blush with embarrassment, swaying slightly on the rope bed. Yang Guo laughed heartily and left. The sun rose in the east on
the 3rd
.
When Yang Guo, carrying a washbasin, pushed open the door to Xiaolongnü and Lu Wushuang's room, both women were already awake. Lu Wushuang was busy
tidying up the ropes, while Xiaolongnü sat on the bed doing her morning prayers. A beam of sunlight shone through the half-open window, illuminating
Xiaolongnü's robes as they rose and fell with her breath, making the white hemp ropes appear dreamlike.
Yang Guo stared, momentarily stunned. It seemed that after a night, Xiaolongnü's originally icy and ethereal figure
had become even more graceful and otherworldly. In the past, if Xiaolongnü had been tied up and slept alone, she would always
wake up looking listless due to restless sleep, never with such spirit as she did today. Xiaolongnü seemed to sense Yang Guo's gaze,
slowly opening her eyes and smiling at him with her clear, still eyes, causing Yang Guo's heart to tremble. Although the two
had lived together in the Ancient Tomb for many years and their love had deepened, such an experience was still quite rare.
Yang Guo vaguely felt that perhaps it was this night of binding that made Xiaolongnü even more otherworldly, and perhaps
the ropes binding her were the best adornment for her pure beauty. If he let Xiaolongnü
sleep bound like this every day, would she really become a goddess?
Lu Wushuang, who had been observing Yang Guo's expression, found his absent-mindedness strange and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Yang
, what are you daydreaming about? Untie Sister Long; she's been bound all night!" Both Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü were
startled, only then realizing the unusual atmosphere between them. Although Lu Wushuang
's unintentional words had disrupted the unspoken understanding, the feeling of mutual understanding had been deeply etched into their hearts.
By the time Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang had finished washing and dressing, it was already past 7:45 AM. The three had breakfast at the inn and were about
to leave when a woman in green with a blank expression and a jade flute suddenly appeared outside, blocking their path
. She whispered, "Please, gentlemen, have a word with me." Without waiting for Yang Guo's reply, she headed west.
Xiaolongnu was puzzled by the woman's strange appearance and, judging from her movements, her martial arts skills were quite formidable.
She was about to ask Yang Guo where she had seen such a woman when Yang Guo asked first, "Wushuang,
do you know who this person is?" It turned out that Yang Guo had noticed a strange look on Lu Wushuang's face when the woman appeared.
Sure enough, Lu Wushuang replied, "Brother Yang, Sister Long, let's follow her. She means no harm." With
that, she rushed ahead and followed.
The three of them avoided pedestrians, keeping a close watch on the woman in green. In the blink of an eye, they were out of the small town. The woman in green didn't stop; instead, she used her lightness skill to walk faster and faster, covering eight or nine miles 　　before stopping in front
of a dilapidated river god temple . She turned to Yang Guo and said, "Young Master Yang, please don't be 　　offended. It's just that our enemies are too powerful, so we have to be careful." 　　 Yang Guo nodded without speaking. Lu Wushuang walked straight to the woman and said, "Cousin, we 　　're all family here. Why are you still wearing that rubbish?" With that, she placed her left hand on the woman's shoulder and grabbed 　　her mask with her right. Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu saw that this woman was also a beauty. 　　 She was slightly taller than Lu Wushuang, and her features resembled Lu Wushuang's, but 　　she appeared more composed than Lu Wushuang's playful nature. She chuckled and scolded, "Wushuang, you're being naughty again!" 　　 This woman, surnamed Cheng, named Ying, was Lu Wushuang's cousin and the last 　　disciple of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic. Yang Guo had lived on Peach Blossom Island in his childhood and knew of the island's powerful lord; no wonder she knew their 　　whereabouts. Cheng Ying pulled Lu Wushuang's still playful hand and softly asked, "Young Hero Yang, are you going there 　　for Li Mochou of the Valley of Heartbreak?" 　　 Before Yang Guo could answer, Lu Wushuang interjected, "Yes, cousin, Brother Yang is going to 　　fight for Li Mochou for us!" 　　 Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu both understood that Lu Wushuang was saying this to hide her suffering in the Valley of Heartbreak from Cheng Ying. They felt 　　a pang of pity. Lu Wushuang was fortunate; if Li Mochou hadn't persuaded Gongsun Zhi, 　　or if Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu hadn't left the valley for her, Lu Wushuang's life would have been a living hell. Seeing that neither of them spoke, Cheng Ying 　　guessed there might be more to the story, but she didn't press further. She nodded and suddenly 　　knelt down gracefully. 　　 All three were startled. Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang quickly helped her up. Yang Guo was also surprised and asked, 　　"Miss Cheng, why are you doing this?" 　　 Cheng Ying gritted her teeth and said, "I have a request, but I'm afraid you won't agree, Brother Yang." 　　 Upon hearing this, the three were again puzzled. Yang Guo, without thinking, said, "Miss Cheng, there's no need for this. 　　Your master is my Uncle Guo's father-in-law. Our relationship is already very deep. Why be like this?" 　　 Cheng Ying pressed, "Then you agree, Brother Yang?" 　　 Yang Guo replied readily, "As long as it's within my power, I will certainly do it for you!" 　　 Cheng Ying said, "A gentleman's word?" 　　 Yang Guo nodded and said, "As fast as I can!"

Cheng Ying nodded and stepped forward, saying, "Alright, let me go with you to the Valley of Heartbreak!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu exclaimed in unison, "Absolutely not!"
Lu Wushuang also said, "Cousin, you can't go!"
Cheng Ying smiled and said, "Brother Yang, this trip to the Valley of Heartbreak is nothing more than a matter of theory and combat. If it's just theory,
although I, Cheng Ying, am of humble status, my master's reputation is not something that can be disregarded by just anyone. If it's about combat,
although my skills are not proficient, I can still be of some help. Li Mochou killed my cousin's and my entire family..." " Now that we're seeking
revenge, how could I be left out?"
Yang Guo said solemnly, "Miss Cheng, what you say is quite right. However, our journey to the Valley of Heartbreak is neither about theory nor about fighting
. Li Mochou's martial arts are far superior to mine, and since Gongsun Zhi was able to capture her, he must be even more skilled than me
. I'm not foolish enough to go there to my death. We have our own way of rescuing Li Mochou."
Cheng Ying asked curiously, "Neither about theory nor about fighting, then how exactly do you plan to rescue her?"
The three of them were immediately speechless. Were they supposed to tell her that they were going to compete with Gongsun Zhi in the art of binding women? That would be utterly
absurd.
Seeing that the three remained silent, Cheng Ying sighed and said, "After my cousin and Li Mochou were captured, I
went to the Valley of Heartbreak. However, by the time I arrived, my cousin had already gone to the Ancient Tomb, so I am not
unaware of the details. Brother Yang, you didn't tell me for my own good, but if I don't avenge my family, I, Cheng Ying, will have lived in vain!"
At this point, Cheng Ying's expression gradually became serious, and she said, "That old scoundrel Gongsun Zhi has great ambitions.
After capturing Li Mochou, he spread the news everywhere, and even his comrades in the Western Regions and Mongolia know about it. So
Gongsun Zhi simply hung up the banner of the Heroes of the World's Capture of Women Conference in the Valley of Heartbreak, hoping to win over comrades from all over the world .
If Brother Yang wants to participate in this conference, he must have more than three female slaves, but now we only have this Miss Long
and my cousin. How can you save them, Brother Yang?"
By the time the four returned to the inn, it was already around noon. Cheng Ying put on the human skin mask again, her loose
blue robe draped over her shoulders. She walked unsteadily between Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang. Xiaolongnu and
Lu Wushuang would secretly help Cheng Ying walk a short distance when Yang Guo wasn't looking, a sight that Yang Guo found amusing.
It turned out that Cheng Ying, despite the three's earnest pleas, insisted on going to the Valley of Heartbreak. Xiaolongnu and Lu Wushuang couldn't dissuade her,
so they entrusted her to Yang Guo. Yang Guo knew there was no turning back unless Cheng Ying relented, so he
bound her, forcing her to walk back to the inn herself before allowing her to go.
Cheng Ying's mind was made up, and she readily submitted. Yang Guo removed her outer robe, pinned her hands behind her back , and bound her wrists four times horizontally and four times vertically with thin rope, then tied a 　　small but sturdy knot
in the gap between her wrists .
Finally, Yang Guo tied the remaining rope into a loop, creating a
"rope handcuff." The advantage of this was that even if Cheng Ying's upper body was untied, her hands would still be bound.
Then, Yang Guo took out a rope about the thickness of a little finger, threaded it through the loop, tied a knot, and carefully bound
Cheng Ying's upper body again. Although Yang Guo's binding wasn't intentionally provocative, Cheng Ying, being bound for the first time, had no idea
that Yang Guo's binding would be so tricky. Before her upper body was even properly bound, Cheng Ying's legs were already weak
, barely managing to keep her from collapsing into Yang Guo's arms. By the
time Yang Guo tightened the last rope, Cheng Ying was trembling, her face flushed, and she was panting heavily. Yang Guo sighed inwardly.
Even at this point, Cheng Ying still wouldn't beg for mercy; it seemed this woman's will was truly extraordinary.
As expected, after Yang Guo and the three women returned to the inn, Cheng Ying, though exhausted and unable to speak,
still showed no sign of compromise or regret in her eyes. Seeing how hard she was struggling, Yang Guo wanted
to untie her, but Cheng Ying softly said, "Brother Yang, let me tie her up a little longer. Once we reach the Valley of Heartbreak, we
won't have a chance to rest."
These words left Yang Guo speechless, and even Lu Wushuang and Xiaolongnu secretly admired her. They
had all been through similar ordeals, but when they were first bound, they weren't as resilient as Cheng Ying. They didn't know that
Cheng Ying's strength stemmed not only from her inherent nature but also from her deep understanding of the perilous situation. Since the people of the Mongol and Western Regions were interfering in
the affairs of the Central Plains, they were certainly no ordinary people. Although Yang Guo's techniques for binding women were impressive, they couldn't be careless.
Yang Guo's current attitude towards Xiaolongnu, Lu Wushuang, and themselves was truly remarkable. Cheng Ying,
however, was unaware that Yang Guo's actions weren't due to a lack of cruelty. He knew that the foundation of Lin Chaoying's rope bondage wasn't cruelty or sadism, but rather
a love born from the heart. Yang Guo sighed softly, about to turn and leave, when Lu Wushuang said, "Brother Yang,
wait!"
Yang Guo turned around, and Lu Wushuang, under his gaze, stammered, unable to speak. After a long while ,
she said, "Brother Yang, tie us up too. We still have a lot of suffering to endure on our journey to the Valley of Heartbreak!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaolongnu's face flushed instantly, and she lowered her head, her left hand secretly touching her right wrist.
Yang Guo sighed inwardly. It turned out that Xiaolongnu's action was unintentional
, done when she wanted to be tied up by Yang Guo, because he always started tying her up from her right wrist.
Seeing Xiaolongnü and Lu Wushuang in such a state, Yang Guo felt pity, but he also knew Lu Wushuang was telling the truth.
So, he hardened his heart and bound Xiaolongnü and Lu Wushuang as well, then
tied Cheng Ying's legs as well. He made the three women kneel back-to-back on the bed, connecting their ankles and wrists with rope, so they
couldn't stand up on their own.
Amidst the women's varying gasps, Yang Guo tied the ropes connecting their ankles and wrists
together, making it impossible for them to lie down. Xiaolongnü was the first to understand the power of Yang Guo's binding technique
; her expression changed slightly, her mouth opened, but she held back from speaking.
Yang Guo saw this, smiled slightly, and before leaving, gently pinched Xiaolongnü's earlobe. That was
a very sensitive spot for Xiaolongnu. When Yang Guo's strange hand pinched it, Xiaolongnu trembled and almost cried out.
Fortunately, Yang Guo only touched it lightly, and Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang were facing away from Xiaolongnu, so they didn't see it. It was a 　　 stroke
of luck.

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