Shallow Dusk 1-3

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In the

desolate mountains, a woman in Taoist robes approached, sword in hand.
This woman was in her early twenties, tall and slender, with waist-length black hair tied back. She possessed willow-leaf eyebrows, and her phoenix eyes, though focused, held a touch of heroism. With a delicate nose, cherry lips, and skin as white as snow, she was none other than Bai Qingqian, known as the "Snow Sword." She had grown up in the Chunyang Palace, her elders all being devout Taoists. From a young age, she possessed a cool and aloof nature, leading her family to believe she had a deep-rooted affinity for immortality. They sent her to the Chunyang Palace to cultivate the Taixu Sword Intent, making her one of the most outstanding disciples of her generation, alongside "Frost Sword" Su Shunhua, known as the "Snow and Frost Twin Swords." At nineteen, she was ordered by her master to descend the mountain to uphold justice, single-handedly annihilating several powerful bandit groups and earning considerable fame. One day, she emerged from seclusion to learn that bandits had gathered again in a mountain stronghold she had previously fought. She was then ordered to descend the mountain to eliminate the bandits and bring peace to the people.
The bandits numbered no more than fifty, and they weren't gathered in one place, but scattered along the mountain paths. Bai Qingqian's white jade sword gleamed coldly, and blood splattered where she drew it. In just an hour, the bandits were almost wiped out. Seeing her charge, the remaining leaders on the mountaintop shouted and ran into a small temple. Bai Qingqian frowned slightly, her sword tip sweeping across the ground, sending some pebbles flying into the temple doors and windows, eliciting cries of pain. Then she kicked open the door and rushed inside.
Bai Qingqian took a few steps into the temple, but before she could even see what was inside, the temple door suddenly slammed shut without wind, sending dust flying into her face. She quickly closed her eyes, slashing her sword behind her, but missed everything. Instead, a net suddenly enveloped her. She dared not move, slightly opening her eyes, her sword flashing with a rainbow-like aura as she slashed away. The large net, made of some unknown material, was incredibly light and seemingly weightless, yet also remarkably tough. Her white jade sword, a rare and powerful weapon in the martial world, only managed to slice through a few of the net's chains. She frowned slightly at the approaching bandits, her sword energy solidifying and exploding outwards.
The burst of sword energy caused several people to cry out in pain and fall to the ground, stirring up dust. From within the smoke, several more large nets appeared, and the previous net was further tightened by several iron chains. Bai Qingqian was secretly astonished that the bandits possessed such a treasure, but her sword remained steady. With a full burst of power, countless sword shadows enveloped the small temple, accompanied by continuous screams. She secretly calculated that the bandits had been almost completely wiped out, took a few deep breaths, and laboriously began cutting through the nets.
Just as she was struggling to cut, several large nets suddenly tightened simultaneously. Bai Qingqian was still wielding her sword through the narrow mesh of the net when a masked figure in black appeared beside her. She tried to dodge, but the net restricted her movements. With a click of a mechanism, she felt a numbness in several acupoints, and her sword clattered to the ground. The net tightened immediately, binding her like a silkworm cocoon, leaving her suspended in mid-air. The masked figure in black looked blatantly at her shapely body, exposed by the restraints, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
"Bai Qingqian lives up to her reputation; this body doesn't disappoint."
Bai Qingqian frowned slightly, recalling the whirring sound she'd heard earlier and the strange material of the net, reminiscent of Tang Clan hidden weapons. She tentatively inquired, "A Tang Clan disciple? May I ask how I offended you?"
"You haven't offended me in any way," the masked man replied casually, his eyes scrutinizing Bai Qingqian's figure inch by inch. Bai Qingqian felt as if his gaze was about to strip her naked, and she frowned, letting out a disgusted snort.
"Someone just placed an order. To sell you to a brothel. Tsk tsk, quite an eye for talent. This figure is alluring and seductive; you're clearly a born whore."
Bai Qingqian was startled, wondering who could have made such a request, but she didn't show any outward reaction, pondering for a moment. "I'll give you double the price, how about you let me go?"
The masked man secretly calculated, the aphrodisiac he had injected into Bai Qingqian's acupoints already taking effect. He chuckled and lifted her delicate chin. "Not to mention I always value my word, a slut like you who gets aroused by just a glance is rare in this world. How could I bear to let you go?"
Bai Qingqian tried to dodge, but she was bound by the large net and couldn't escape. With her chin being pinched, she felt a warm current slowly flowing through her, making her body increasingly sensitive. This strange feeling, which she had never experienced before, made her somewhat uneasy. Hearing the man's words, she turned her head away in disgust and didn't answer.
The masked man didn't care. He struck Bai Qingqian on the back of the neck with a palm, knocking her unconscious. He then pressed several acupoints, and inside the net, he tore open her lower garment and undergarments, revealing her fair and tender lower body. After carefully examining it, he nodded in satisfaction.
“Yu Nu was right, this girl’s fasting cultivation has already achieved a small success, which has saved me a lot of trouble.”
He parted Bai Qingqian’s two petals, carefully brushed a layer of ointment on her honey hole and honey bean, inserted a hollow copper rod into her anus, pressed the mechanism, and dozens of hollow needles popped out of the copper rod and pierced her intestines. He also poured medicine into the copper rod, and then inserted long needles containing medicine into her pigeon breasts through her clothes. He did the same to her mouth and nasal passages. He also sprinkled medicine powder on several corpses in the temple to slow down their decomposition. He then waited slowly until twelve hours had passed, calculating that the medicine had been absorbed into her blood. Only then did he release Bai Qingqian from the net, remove the mechanisms from her body, tie her up with special ropes, insert long needles into various acupoints to block the flow of true qi, and then press her down on the offering table in front of the Buddha statue and knead her snowy buttocks.
After a moment, Bai Qingqian groaned and woke up, feeling herself bound by ropes. She tried to circulate her inner energy, but it was suppressed. A strange warm current coursed through her body, leaving her weak and limp. Someone was kneading her buttocks, and her private parts were slowly becoming itchy and moist. Confused and terrified, she struggled. "Let me go!...Do you want to be hunted down by the Chunyang Palace?!"
"Chunyang Palace?" The masked man's hands didn't stop; instead, he rubbed Bai Qingqian's already wet vulva. Bai Qingqian felt her legs go weak, almost collapsing, only managing to stay upright by using the offering table. The masked man brought his hand to Bai Qingqian's nose, and seeing her turn her head away in embarrassment, he chuckled. "Does Chunyang Palace even know who I am? Even if I sold you to a brothel, or even raped and murdered you right now, what could they do to me?"
Bai Qingqian clenched her fists, her body reacting in a way she hadn't expected. She knew the masked man's words were true; in the short term, Chunyang Palace would at most assume she'd gone elsewhere and wouldn't investigate further, but they still refused to admit it. "Chunyang Palace knows I'm here, but perhaps they don't know who you are. However, if I disappear, they will definitely track me down. Unless I'm dead, the day I'm found, Tangjiabao will inevitably be engulfed in war! If you release me, I can pretend nothing happened!"
The masked man grabbed Bai Qingqian's chin, forcing her to turn her head, looking mockingly into her eyes. Bai Qingqian was both shocked and furious, her eyes wide, her killing intent undisguised. The masked man didn't care, and laughed.
"Dying is easy enough, isn't it? This place is full of dead bodies. It's just that your innate allure is truly rare. You've never even tasted a man before and you're already so easily aroused. I understand why I placed the order for you."
Bai Qingqian frowned slightly. No one had ever commented on her like this before, but her body's reaction made her somewhat puzzled. As she was pondering, the masked man shoved her to the ground, her pretty face landing between the legs of a corpse. He reached out and pulled down the corpse's pants, coldly saying, "A woman like you was born to be a whore. If the records are correct, you'd get aroused just from smelling a dead man's penis, wouldn't you?"
Bai Qingqian felt a pungent odor assault her senses, and a frightening excitement rose within her. Her vagina involuntarily tightened. Hearing the records the masked man mentioned, her body trembled with a mixture of fear and excitement. "No!...I didn't!...What...what did you do to me?!"
"What did I do?" The masked man scoffed, lifting Bai Qingqian's snowy buttocks into a kneeling position. He smeared some of the love fluid flowing from her vagina onto her anus, then inserted a finger to moisten it. "It's normal that you won't admit you're a born slut. But you've only been unconscious for half a cup of tea's time. I could barely search you, let alone do anything. If I were to drug you, would you still be so lucid and arguing with me?"
Bai Qingqian was lifted by the buttocks, struggling to lift her head to escape, but her body only became more excited. Her anus was suddenly penetrated, and pain accompanied by an increasingly intense and strange sensation. Her body tensed, and she was thrown back between the corpse's legs. For a moment, she became even more convinced of the saying about being born with a seductive nature, yet she also felt increasingly unwilling, clenching her teeth to remain silent.
The masked man didn't care, pulling down his pants, his thick penis mercilessly thrusting into Bai Qingqian's anus. "Hiss...so tight, what a bargain! If this slut wasn't selling her virginity, I'd really like to deflower you right now." Bai Qingqian felt intense pain accompanied by increasingly terrifying pleasure, her body trembling uncontrollably. She cried out in pain, yet her voice trailed off with a soft moan. Her face flushed red as she bit her lower lip, wanting to tell him to leave but even more afraid of the soft moan that escaped her lips. A soft moan finally escaped her nose, "Mmm..."
The masked man thrust into Bai Qingqian's snowy buttocks, the pain slowly receding with his movements, replaced by pleasure. Her body swayed from the impact, unable to suppress the low moans rising in her throat, though she tried her best to hold back her groans, her waist swaying uncontrollably. After thrusting for a while, the masked man released himself inside Bai Qingqian's anus. Bai Qingqian trembled and collapsed to the ground. The masked man slowly withdrew his penis, smeared a mixture of semen, vaginal fluid, and anal fluid, and grinned as he squatted down in front of her, clasping his hands together and then pulling them apart, stretching the clear, viscous liquid into a long, thin stream.
"When an ordinary woman's anus is penetrated, she'll only cry out in pain. You little slut, you're already leaking so much fluid the first time you're penetrated, and you still want to be stubborn?"
Bai Qingqian saw the masked man approaching, panting and unwilling to pay attention, but then she looked at the mixture in his hands, her face flushed red with shame, yet she refused to give in and forced a rebuttal. "Who knows if it's the needle you shot into my body earlier that's causing the problem? Although I don't understand matters between men and women, I do know that there are drugs that can arouse a woman's lust!"
The masked man didn't refute her, slowly pulling Bai Qingqian up and tearing off her clothes one by one, revealing her beautiful body. "Just think of it this way. Once I send you to a brothel and you're taken advantage of by those peddlers and all sorts of scoundrels, you'll know for sure. Tsk tsk, this skin, truly born with a seductive nature. I wonder who will steal your 'red coin' then?"
Seeing that the man didn't refute her, Bai Qingqian became even more guilty. Her clothes were being torn off piece by piece, less and less, and she shivered. Remembering her physical condition, she was ultimately afraid. "No... don't tear it... can't... can't you really let me go..."
"That won't do." The masked man looked at Bai Qingqian mockingly, his hands moving without stopping, and soon he had torn her Taoist robes to shreds. Bai Qingqian couldn't help but turn slightly to the side and kick at the masked man, but he easily caught her foot and groped her. She hurriedly pulled back, but because she lost her balance, she fell to the ground. The masked man tugged at her short pubic hair and laughed. “I always keep my word. If I say I’m selling you to a brothel, I mean it. You’d better think about how to make yourself more comfortable in there.”
He took out a foul-smelling pill, dipped it in the mixture on his hand, rolled it around, pried open her jaw, and shoved it in. Bai Qingqian tried to resist, but was powerless and could only swallow it, gagging in fear. “What is this?!”
“Ah, this, my secret medicine. There are a few interesting little bugs inside. If you don’t take it every seven days with the antidote mixed with a man’s semen, it will take effect and start eating your brain. When it takes effect, because it’s hot and painful, it will tear off all its clothes and bite others like a dog.” The masked man smiled maliciously, opened the temple door, revealing several naked corpses torn together. “Here, these are them.”
Bai Qingqian listened to the masked man’s explanation, gritting her teeth and glaring at him, her killing intent growing stronger, yet she was helpless. She watched as he reached the temple gate, lunged at the white jade sword, used its sharpness to cut the ropes binding her hands, gripped the hilt, and retreated to the side, removing her bandit clothes to cover herself. “I will kill you sooner or later!…I definitely will!”
The masked man sneered, carrying a bundle as he approached Bai Qingqian. “I currently possess 273 kinds of medicine, 51 of which are identical in color, aroma, and taste. If you kill me here, your naked corpse will look quite beautiful in seven days. Want to try?”
He casually grabbed Bai Qingqian’s hand, presenting her neck to the blade. “One strike, and you can begin your countdown.” Bai Qingqian’s hand trembled; the longsword left a bloody gash on the masked man’s face, but she ultimately didn’t dare to strike. "Who sent you... If you can't break your promise, then could you take my job, send me to a brothel, and then rescue me?"
The masked man licked the blood that had trickled down his lips, revealing a wicked smile. Ignoring Bai Qingqian's words, he grabbed her hand tightly, pulled her in front of him, and slapped her twice hard across the face. He then picked up a long sword, pressed it against her face, and kicked away the bundle. "If you don't dare to fight back, then behave yourself and put on what's in this bundle. Otherwise, I'll carve a turtle on your pretty little face."
His voice was icy cold, devoid of any life.
Bai Qingqian was somewhat dazed from the slaps. Only when the long sword was pressed against her face did she feel the chill awaken her. Hearing the masked man's warning, she trembled with fear, her cherry lips slightly parted, but she ultimately didn't say anything. When she looked at the bundle, she found a veiled hat, an excessively large cloak, and a collar. She put on the straw hat and cloak, her knuckles turning white as she clenched her fists over
the collar. Finally, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and picked it up, hesitating for a long time before fastening it around her neck. "Not bad." The masked man gently touched Bai Qingqian's face, reached into the cloak, and tore the dirty clothes she had just hastily put on to shreds again. He took the whisk that had fallen to the ground, wiped off the dust with a clean strip of cloth, and inserted it into her anus with the end facing upwards. Bai Qingqian felt a sense of satisfaction and pleasure coming from being filled, and her body trembled uncontrollably. The masked man looked at her and smiled with satisfaction. "That way, the semen won't leak out, which is more in line with the identity of a bitch."
He gathered the debris together, set it on fire, pulled on the chain of Bai Qingqian's collar, causing her to stumble. She barely managed to tighten her cloak and follow behind.
"Let's go, it's time to hit the road . "

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... "Shopkeeper, I've brought back that female slave. Is my room still available?" The shopkeeper rushed over to greet her. The Tang Clan man smiled slightly at Bai Qingqian, loosely fastened the chain to a nearby pillar, leaving Bai Qingqian alone in the lobby. He then followed the shopkeeper, leaving only a whispered message: "I'll go prepare the cage for the bitch tonight. If you're not afraid of being seen, Miss Bai, feel free to run away." Being publicly called a female slave, Bai Qingqian instantly felt many eyes on her, her face flushing and her heart pounding. Seeing the masked man leave, she hesitated for a moment, then slowly leaned against a pillar, carefully unlocking the chain with one hand, and fled towards the door. The people around her whispered, their strange gazes fixed on her. The chain on her collar struck her cloak, making a faint metallic sound. “That female slave is trying to escape.” “Should we call the manager back?” “Don’t meddle in other people’s business. The Mole Clan is watching outside the door.”

Bai Qingqian had just stepped outside when she felt a sharp pain in her neck. A strong, thick hand gripped her neck, pulled her under her arm, and started running. She coughed involuntarily. Her cloak was pulled open by the arm, no longer fully covering her body, and the whisk covering her anus fluttered in the wind. In panic, she reached out and pounded and pushed at the person beside her, trying to struggle away.
"Naked woman!"
"Such white thighs!"
"Is that what's inserted down there?"
"Indecent! Indecent!"
The man was strong and powerful. Bai Qingqian, whose true energy had been sealed, only had the strength of an ordinary woman. He didn't care about her pushing and shoving. The noise in the street made Bai Qingqian feel ashamed. The man walked like the wind, and soon left the noise behind, turning into a courtyard. The man sat down and grabbed a handful of Bai Qingqian's exposed breasts. "Tsk, this female slave is quite a catch, such white breasts."
He licked his lips and was about to lift the veil. Bai Qingqian fearfully leaned back, covering her face and struggling to hold the veil down, but she knew it was only a matter of time before it was removed. She grew increasingly frightened and regretted her escape. She hoped the Tang Clan man would find her soon, rather than be humiliated by this man knowing her identity.
Bai Qingqian's hopes were useless. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and the veil was torn open, revealing a rough, stubble-faced man that made her want to vomit. Seeing her face, the man swallowed hard and secretly glanced around. "Damn, such a beautiful woman, I, Old Hu, am in luck." As he spoke, he stripped Bai Qingqian naked, grabbed her breasts and began to bite them wildly, while his other hand reached down to her genitals and groped her haphazardly. Bai Qingqian, her inner energy suppressed, was powerless to resist. The man's haphazard actions amplified her pleasure, causing her to tremble and become increasingly weak. Her juices flowed uncontrollably. She clenched her legs, unable to utter a sound, tears streaming down her face.
The burly man, surprised by Bai Qingqian's sensitivity, glanced at her in astonishment, then withdrew his hand to smell it. A look of confusion, surprise, and lust crossed his face. He yanked down his pants, revealing his pungent, erotic penis. "Damn, this bitch is so horny, I'm not waiting for Old Li."
Bai Qingqian knew the man thought she was aroused by him. She gritted her teeth, watching him unzip his pants to reveal his penis. The pungent smell was stronger than that of a corpse, causing a surge of restlessness within her. Another gush of juices flowed from her. The man, watching her movements, panted even more heavily. Just as he was about to press down on her, the courtyard gate creaked open, and a man with a pointed chin and monkey-like face rushed in. The stubble-faced man gave an awkward smile and was about to explain when the man with the pointed chin rubbed his eyes and pointed a trembling finger at Bai Qingqian. "Bai... Lady Bai?!"
Bai Qingqian's heart skipped a beat. She remembered that this man was an outer disciple of the Beggars' Sect, and she had asked him for directions when she arrived in this town. But now, in this dangerous situation, she couldn't let go of any hope. She was a sword cultivator by nature; once she made up her mind, she didn't care about shame. She pointed to her throat, opened her mouth to speak silently, and pointed to the major acupoints on her body, hoping that the man could save her.
The man with the pointed chin looked at Bai Qingqian, his expression changing for a long time. Suddenly, he swallowed hard, closed the courtyard gate, and walked up to the stubble-faced man. "Old Hu, this is Bai, the pure Yang..." The stubble-faced man was leaning down to listen when the man with the pointed chin pulled out a dagger from his waist and plunged it straight into the man's heart. The man chuckled twice and collapsed. Bai Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief. The man with the pointed beak, his face contorted with rage, pulled out a rag and stuffed it into Bai Qingqian's mouth. "Damn it, the dead fly to the sky, the living live forever! From the first day I saw you, I wanted to have my way with you. Now that I have this chance, I can't let it go!"
Bai Qingqian's emotions surged wildly, her whole body trembling, tears streaming down her face. She knew she couldn't escape today, and only thought of killing the man when he lost himself in lust, then finding an opportunity to commit suicide. Thinking this, she gradually calmed down, staring at the man with the pointed beak's lustful face, looking for an opening. But just as the man with the pointed beak reached halfway, his eyes suddenly bulged out, and he collapsed onto Bai Qingqian. Then a mocking voice rang out—it was the Tang Clan man's.
"Lady Bai, you're too hasty to offer yourself up so quickly."
Bai Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief. Although this man had ill intentions, at least he wouldn't actually take her virginity. She pushed the corpse off her, wrapped her cloak tighter around herself, and didn't reply. The man slowly helped Bai Qingqian up, wiped the blood and grime from her face, and helped her put on her hat before walking out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
"The doghouse is ready, let's go."
Bai Qingqian was slightly startled by the sudden gentleness and care, raising an eyebrow slightly. Watching the man walk away, she reluctantly followed behind him. Remembering that almost everyone on the street had seen her naked, her face instantly turned red. She could only walk close to the man, hoping to minimize her presence. Hearing the man mention the doghouse, she vaguely knew it was a place intended for her to rest. Having survived such a close call, a sense of curiosity and unease arose involuntarily in her heart.
There were constant pointing and whispering along the way, but perhaps because of the man, it was all as faint as the buzzing of flies. Once inside the inn, no one spoke; only strange gazes lingered on Bai Qingqian, filling her with fear. After walking a few more turns, they arrived at a secluded courtyard. Entering the main room, a half-person-high wooden cage stood in the center. The man pointed to the cage, his tone indifferent.
"Go in. This cage was ordered yesterday, and today I had it polished inside and out, removing any burrs and laying down the finest sheepskin. I never expected that after the cage was finished, the female dog would almost be kidnapped."
Bai Qingqian knew she couldn't resist now, so she reluctantly went over. Seeing that the cage wasn't too dirty and was barely tolerable, she opened the cage door and crawled inside. The cage wasn't spacious; once inside, she could only curl up, unable to stand, forced to kneel. Seeing her kneeling, the man spoke again.
“One of the basins inside contains clean water, and the other contains the fasting pills used by you Pure Yang practitioners. The small wooden bucket is for excrement and urine, and the large wooden bucket contains water and a cloth. Wipe yourself clean up the water that has flowed down there.”
She hadn’t eaten for a day and a night, and her stomach was incredibly hungry. She hesitated for a moment when looking at the fasting pills, but still picked one up and put it in her mouth. The fasting pill looked normal, but when she chewed it, it burst out with a thick stream of semen. She felt nauseous and almost vomited, but her body became excited against her will. Knowing that this man had done this, he wouldn’t let her vomit. With a determined look, she picked up the water basin, drank some water, and forced down the feeling of nausea. She rinsed her mouth several times before she felt a little better. Hearing the man’s words, she remembered that she felt sticky down there. Her face flushed, she picked up the cloth and wiped herself. The man looked down at her with interest.
"Tsk tsk, such natural allure! She gets aroused by any man who touches her. Hundred Flowers Garden really hit the jackpot this time."
Bai Qingqian suppressed her anger, her body trembling slightly. She bit her lower lip, pulled her cloak tighter to cover herself, turned away, ignoring the man, and sipped water to regain her strength. The man said again, "Alright, you can pull the dog's tail out now. If you stick it in too long and it gets loose, men won't like it anymore," and then went to bed.
Seeing the man lie down, Bai Qingqian gritted her teeth and reached for the whisk beneath her. These past few days, from being tortured to slowly adapting, she felt a strange sense of fear, afraid she might come to like it. Now that she could finally remove it, she breathed a sigh of relief. She gently pulled out the whisk, and the semen trapped inside slowly flowed out with the movement. Her face flushed, and she used a small bucket to catch it. After it was completely removed, her lower body was covered in a sticky mess. She felt utterly exhausted and lay limply in the cage, falling asleep.
Half an hour later, the man suddenly opened his eyes and got up, kicking Bai Qingqian. Seeing that she didn't react, he dragged her out of the cage and repeated the methods he had used on the mountain. He then took out several long green needles and carefully inserted them into various acupoints such as Baihui, Huiyin, and Qihai before finally letting out a sigh of relief and wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Phew... This Seven Emotions and Six Desires Acupuncture Technique is really troublesome. If I hadn't promised Yu Nu, I wouldn't have bothered to go through all this trouble."
After a day of seclusion, the man calculated that the acupuncture had taken effect and that Bai Qingqian's constitution would only become more sensitive with increased sexual experience. Taking advantage of the lingering effects of the medicine, he moved the wooden cage directly to a pre-prepared cart and drove it towards their destination.
Bai Qingqian was jolted awake by the jarring sunlight, which made her squint uncomfortably. She suddenly realized she wasn't in her room, but being transported in a cart. Another day had passed. Hungry, she frowned slightly at the fasting pill, hesitated, then picked it up and put it in her mouth, swallowing it whole without daring to bite. The man casually stopped the cart, squatted down in front of the cage, and brazenly gazed at her beautiful curves through the cloak.
"Oh, so you're already eating semen as soon as you wake up? Not bad, you'll suffer less in this brothel. After all, mothers are much better at dealing with their daughters than I am."
Bai Qingqian's anger flared, and she glared at the man, grabbing the fasting pill and throwing it at him. The man caught the pill casually, not angry at all. He reached out and lifted her chin, staring into her eyes. Bai Qingqian felt a sudden panic, her eyes darting away from him. "If you think you have a chance to escape, you'd better behave yourself. My Soul-Locking Needle Technique contains special drugs. Unless you can find a master who is proficient in medicine, acupressure, and acupuncture, it's impossible to break it. But where can a brothel prostitute find such a person? If you try to escape before you've recovered your true energy..."
He released Bai Qingqian's chin and said leisurely. “One of the most famous programs at Hundred Flowers Garden is human-dog intercourse. If you think you can escape even after losing your true energy, you might as well give it a try. Of course, if you’re interested in those mastiffs, this is also a shortcut.”
Bai Qingqian had never known anything about matters between men and women before. Hearing about human-dog intercourse, she recalled the fear of being pinned down by this man the other day, and the thought of this man turning into a mastiff made her tremble violently. The man looked at her fear with satisfaction, flicked his finger to release her speech acupoint, gently stroked her back, and grasped and kneaded her snow-white breasts.
"Since you've been relatively well-behaved today, let me give you some advice. Don't even think about escaping. If you go any further, you'll be in the territory of the Hundred Flowers Garden. If you really cause trouble there and end up being forced to breed with dogs, don't say I didn't warn you. But the job I've taken is to sell Xue Jian Bai Qingqian to the Hundred Flowers Garden. But as far as I know, the information the Hundred Flowers Garden has received is only that 'a whore who looks like Bai Qingqian is going to be sold there.' Although I don't know why, you'd better think of another name for yourself—after all, you don't want to be pointed at behind your back by the world if you manage to escape, do you?"
Bai Qingqian sighed, her mind a jumble of thoughts, and she trembled all over from being touched. She tried to divert the man's attention by randomly starting a conversation. "I know there's no chance for now... Perhaps I'd have a chance in the brothel, but as long as you're still here, I can't talk about the name you mentioned. I'm afraid what I say might sound similar to my own name, and someone with ulterior motives might notice."
"Name?"
Unexpectedly, the man's eyes lit up at this, and he looked at her with interest. He casually pulled out his whisk, stroking the handle that had once been inserted into her anus, causing Bai Qingqian's anus to involuntarily tighten. "Do you know that naming is a major event? For ordinary people, only parents, teachers, kings, and masters can bestow names? Now you want me to name you... do you see me as a parent, a teacher, or... a master?"
As he said the last two words, the man used the whisk handle to lift her chin, his burning eyes staring intently at her.
Bai Qingqian had only meant to make small talk, but she hadn't expected to make such a big mistake. Her face flushed red, and she turned her head away. "I just wanted some advice, and it's not like I'll take it. It's hard to say anything..." As she spoke, she realized she couldn't justify her words, and her voice grew softer.
A wicked smile played on the man's lips. He withdrew his whisk, tapped it against the front of the carriage, and a piece of cinnabar fell into his hand.
"Whether you admit it or not, since you've said it, I'll give you this name."
Bai Qingqian felt a sense of foreboding. She saw the man smear the cinnabar on her genitals, dissolving it with her own fluids. With a flick of his wrist, a long needle appeared in his hand. He tore open her cloak, his movements swift as the wind. She felt a burning pain below her collarbone, and when she looked again, she saw the two bright red characters "Xiang Nu" (Fragrant Slave).
"There's a line from the Southern Dynasties: 'Bamboo shadows slant across the clear, shallow water; the fragrance of osmanthus drifts in the twilight.' From now on, you are my Xiang Nu."
Bai Qingqian felt a surge of anger rise to her head. She pulled her cloak tighter and shouted angrily. "I'm not yours! You're just a middleman!"
The man ignored her, casually sat down in the carriage, and slowly started riding. "Xiangnu, are you already planning to sell yourself to Baihuayuan? Don't worry, now that I've taken this order, I won't touch Baihuayuan for a year. But after a year, you'll be mine. Oh, by the way, don't even think about suicide. Baihuayuan's Corpse Princess is quite famous, you know."
Having just heard about human-dog intercourse and then about something as sinister as the Corpse Princess, Bai Qingqian was momentarily thrown into disarray, gritting her teeth and roaring. "Since that's the case, why did you still give me that poison? Aren't you afraid the person behind it will cause you trouble?" Seeing that the man ignored her, she took a couple of breaths, her tone softening. "Didn't you say I'm naturally alluring? Don't you want to possess me alone? Do you have to let me be defiled before you come?"
The man initially ignored her, but upon hearing her words, his eyes flashed, and he stopped the car.
"So you're going to submit to me? If you kneel down and acknowledge me as your master now, I might make an exception for your naturally promiscuous body."
Bai Qingqian retorted instinctively without thinking. "Submit? Of course not. I can make an exception and not pursue your matter. If you want to pursue me, I can even return to secular life for you and give you a chance, but we are equals. You have to cure my poison."
With her straightforward sword cultivator nature, this was the biggest concession she could make. Even pretending to kneel and feign compliance wouldn't be out of the question, but to go against her nature like this was something she absolutely refused to do. Although she knew the hope was slim, she had no choice but to fight for her life. She secretly hoped that this man would agree, at least to avoid being ridden by thousands.
Under Bai Qingqian's conflicted gaze, the man chuckled, cracked his whip in the air with a crisp sound, and the donkey cart slowly started moving again. "I don't care about your body. All I want is for you to kneel before me wholeheartedly. As for how many people, or even things other than humans, have slept with you, I don't care."
He pointed ahead, a town faintly appearing on the horizon.
"You're overthinking it. Spend a year in the Hundred Flowers Garden, and you'll naturally behave."
Bai Qingqian looked closely and was slightly taken aback. The town seemed to be a small town near the Pure Yang Palace. A glimmer of hope arose in her heart—if she could be taken by a disciple of the palace… Thinking of this, she suddenly shuddered, realizing the malicious intent hidden behind the scenes. If someone she knew saw her like this… No… No… She couldn't reveal her identity.
She bit her lip, despairingly lying back in the cage, and stopped speaking.

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...

The black man inspected the woman inside and out as if she were a shipment, then nodded to her. The woman smiled with satisfaction and walked over to examine Bai Qingqian's face.

“Not bad, not bad, she really does look exactly like Xue Jian Bai Qingqian. I wonder where Tang Wu got such a fine piece of meat?”

With that, she opened the cage door and had the black man lead Bai Qingqian to a small courtyard. Faintly, the sounds of a woman crying, screaming, panting, and groaning could be heard from all around, mixed with the neighing of horses, barking of dogs, and other sounds that Bai Qingqian couldn't make out. An old woman with a stern face emerged from the courtyard, muttering to herself as she hung a copper plaque engraved with “Xiang Nu” on Bai Qingqian's collar.
"Since Tang Wu has given you the name Xiang Nu, this brothel will give him face. No matter what you were called before, from now on you will be called Xiang Nu. You are still a virgin, but you must learn how to serve men well, so that your first night's client will be happy. Let's start with your mouth."
She led Bai Qingqian to a room with bronze mirrors on all four sides. Several rows of wooden phalluses, ranging from large to small, were inlaid on the mirrors. Several naked women were kneeling in front of the mirrors, licking them. A Kunlun slave was holding a whip, occasionally lashing her. When he saw Bai Qingqian enter, the Kunlun slave pried open her mouth and looked at her.
"Judging by this, you've never served a man before. Let's start with the smallest one."
Bai Qingqian was completely dazed from all this. Hearing the screams of the women around her, she felt fear, yet her body inexplicably became excited, experiencing a terrifying, eager feeling. Led into the room and looking at herself in the bronze mirror, her body trembled uncontrollably. She was only jolted awake after being fondled and examined. Shocked by this lewd and terrifying scene, she dared not disobey for a moment, cautiously approaching the smallest penis, looking at it helplessly.
"Open your mouth and take it in,"
the Kunlun slave impatiently snapped, lashing Bai Qingqian's buttocks with a whip.
"If you don't understand, just watch what the people around you are doing."
Bai Qingqian winced in pain, not daring to be negligent, closing her eyes and opening her mouth to take the wooden penis in. The penis, aged and stained with something, was pitch black, and its smell was exceptionally unbearable. She was a virgin, unaccustomed to such things, and immediately gagged and vomited. The Kunlun slave flew into a rage, rushing over and kicking her, sending her flying. Bai Qingqian curled up in discomfort, but the Kunlun slave showed no mercy, raising his whip and lashing her repeatedly until the old woman coughed, at which point he stopped.

"Strange, judging by her sensitive body, she's definitely born with a seductive nature, how come she can't even stand the slightest stench?"

The old woman examined Bai Qingqian's genitals closely, muttering to herself, and summoned two shrewish women.

"Carry her to the incense room and fumigate her for two days. Remember to add semen to her food. Ah, right, Tang Wu instructed that if this girl wants to take the medicine he brought, mix it with semen and vaginal fluid."

The two shrewish women, without saying a word, covered their noses and carried Bai Qingqian to a room. The room was filled with buckets containing yellowish, turbid substances, and the whole room was filled with an indescribable smell: the smell of men's genitals that Bai Qingqian had smelled before, the smell of semen, vaginal fluid, urine, and other strange smells. The two shrewish women hung her upside down in the middle of the room and then left, covering their noses. Bai Qingqian smelled the filthy odor in the room, and waves of restlessness washed over her. Being hung upside down made her gag uncontrollably. She didn't know how long it took before she slowly got used to it. She could even eat the filthy food and water with tears in her eyes. When she saw the door open again and was taken out to breathe fresh air, she even felt happy.

Several shrewish women, their noses covered, thoroughly scrubbed Bai Qingqian with cold water before ordering her to bend over and insert a slippery metal tube into her anus.

"Squeeze tight! If it falls out, your anus will be too loose and your clients won't be satisfied, and you'll suffer!"

the women yelled, leading Bai Qingqian to the mirrored room to lick the penises. After days of this, Bai Qingqian dared not disobey, obediently bending over and squeezing the tube tightly, not daring to relax. She was taken back to the room, looking fearfully at the people around her, and lowered her head to imitate their actions.

Day after day, Bai Qingqian lost track of time, only knowing that her technique had become increasingly refined. The copper tube in her anus could now be as thick as an arm, and she was intimately familiar with various positions. However, during training, the women had never let her touch a man, which surprised her, and her already extremely sensitive body involuntarily became restless. That day, Bai Qingqian was performing the Heavenly Demon Dance completely naked when the nanny suddenly brought in a veiled woman. The woman's gaze was extremely strange and unbearable. After the dance ended, the woman clapped her hands and said in a deliberately distorted voice that Bai Qingqian found somewhat familiar,

"The Hundred Flowers Garden truly lives up to its reputation. It seems this Fragrant Slave is now completely submissive?"

Bai Qingqian didn't have time to think too much, but no matter who the newcomer was, she couldn't let the other person associate her with Bai Qingqian. She hurriedly moved closer, not daring to conceal her body under the harsh training, her face flushed as she twisted her waist, pressing against the newcomer's body, her legs rubbing against her, emitting lewd sounds as trained.

"My lord... do you... want to play with Fragrant Slave?"

At this moment, she deliberately tried to distance herself from Bai Qingqian, her seductive manner even more intense than during training. The veiled woman paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. After laughing for a while, she wiped away her tears and kicked Bai Qingqian to the ground.

"Hmm, Xiangnu, is it? Come and lick the lady's boots."

Although she had learned to restrain her killing intent during training, for some reason, this kick almost caused Bai Qingqian to lose her composure. She suppressed her tears and anger, crawled back, and responded softly, licking the man's boots, unconsciously relieved that it wasn't a man's smelly foot. The masked woman seemed stunned by Bai Qingqian's actions, remaining frozen for a moment. After a while, she coughed. "Not bad, your Hundred Flowers Garden truly lives up to its reputation. Since this Xiangnu has been trained, let's find a day in the next couple of days for her to entertain guests." After saying this, Bai Qingqian heard a low voice transmission.

The voice was incredibly familiar; it belonged to Su Shunhua, "Frost Sword," one of the most outstanding disciples of this generation in the Pure Yang Palace, who was her equal in fame but had always been suppressed by her.

"Oh, Senior Sister Bai, I never expected Hundred Flowers Garden to be so capable. I'll cover for you with the sect's affairs, so you can just stay here and be your fragrant slave in peace."

Bai Qingqian had thought the newcomer might be a hope for escape, but she hadn't expected it to be Su Shunhua, let alone that Su Shunhua already knew her identity. A deep sense of shame washed over her, instantly turning into murderous intent and anger. Even Hundred Flowers Garden didn't know that she was Bai Qingqian; the only ones who knew were Tang Wu and the mastermind. Since Su Shunhua knew about this, she must be related to one of them, or even that she herself was… A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind. Su Shunhua hadn't revealed this publicly, and she couldn't expose her either. But looking at this junior sister who was her equal in fame but had always been suppressed by her, a myriad of emotions welled up in her heart. She sighed softly, and as if possessed, feigned allure as she leaned close to Su Shunhua's ear and whispered something.

“You’ve strayed from the right path, Pure Yang disciple. You shouldn’t harbor evil thoughts.”

Su Shunhua gave Bai Qingqian a strange look, her eyes extremely complex, making it impossible to discern whether it was jealousy, mockery, pity, or…envy? As Bai Qingqian was confused, Su Shunhua shook her clothes, and Bai Qingqian was sent flying.

“This Xiangnu is too presumptuous. Give her a little punishment.”

She never saw Su Shunhua again. Three days later, on the auspicious day, news of the new bride of Baihua Garden's marriage had already spread far and wide. Bai Qingqian sat in the bridal sedan chair, dressed in a Taoist robe that resembled the uniform of Chunyang, holding a wooden sword that looked shiny on the outside but was just cork painted with silver. She waited anxiously. The back of the Taoist robe was cut out, revealing Bai Qingqian's bare back, on which was tattooed an erotic picture. A woman with the exact same face as her lay with her legs spread apart, one hand on her breast, the other parting her petals, seemingly anticipating male penetration. She could vaguely see crowds all around, and a pimp shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are some unfounded rumors circulating outside, saying that the heroine Bai Qingqian is working as a maid in our Hundred Flowers Garden. Our garden dares not bear such a claim! First, the heroine Bai Qingqian is still out there eliminating evil, and she even sent back news of her victory the other day, as you all know. Second, our Miss Xiangnu not only has no relation to the heroine Bai Qingqian in name, but also looks nothing like her! If you don't believe me, you can see for yourselves!"

With a whoosh, the bridal sedan chair dispersed in all directions, and all sorts of people in the surrounding private rooms turned to look at Bai Qingqian, then burst into laughter.

"Not bad! Not bad!"

"I've seen Lady Bai Qingqian before, this Miss Xiangnu doesn't resemble her at all!"

The loudest shouter was a fat man weighing over 300 pounds. There were also a few familiar faces from the Chunyang Sect. Bai Qingqian didn't dare look too closely. In a fleeting glance, she saw a serene face sitting in the main room. It seemed to be Jie Lihun, the famous playboy of the Wanhua Sect, known as one of the "Four Masters" for his skill in painting portraits of beauties. Seeing this face, Bai Qingqian felt as if struck by lightning. She remembered how, half a year ago, he had shamelessly come to her asking to paint her portrait. After finishing, he stared at her and said,

"My greatest skill is recognizing women like you who crave enslavement and ravaging."

At that time, she had turned away, finding this lecherous playboy utterly despicable. She never expected to meet him again today, in such a setting. A mix of emotions welled up within her, along with various confusions. If she hadn't dared not reveal her identity, she would have almost questioned him on the spot.

Before they knew it, it was time for the flower arrangement segment. According to custom, the patron with the highest flower arrangement would then take the girl's body. Bai Qingqian sat amidst the clamor, listening to her price soar, feeling as if in a dream.

"Ten golden flowers! Anyone else going further?"

The pimp's excited voice pulled Bai Qingqian back to reality. Ten golden flowers already cost five thousand taels of silver. At this point, most people had already given up, except for the three-hundred-pound fat man, an old man with a large wart on his face, and a masked man whose robe revealed a corner of a pure yang Taoist robe, who were still bidding. Bai Qingqian watched the three still bidding; the fat man and the old man were almost nauseating. She secretly prayed that her fellow disciple would succeed. Although the other party's presence in such a brothel clearly violated the rules, he was still much better than the other two, and might even have a chance to escape.

As the argument raged on, Bai Qingqian only managed to glean a few words from Jie Lihun to the person beside her. After a while, a waiter ran up to the pimp and said a few words. The pimp gave a wry smile and bowed to those around him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a distinguished guest of our brothel has used his privileges to buy the virginity of Miss Xiangnu with a Han Dynasty luminous pearl. Please forgive him."

Bai Qingqian was still bewildered when she was led into the bridal chamber and covered with a bridal gown and veil. After an unknown amount of time, a man staggered in, exhaling a strong smell of alcohol. He hesitated for a moment, then called out softly,

"Miss Xiangnu?"

Bai Qingqian remembered this voice clearly; it was the voice of the lecherous playboy Jie Lihun.

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