Asura Tribulation (Complete) - 8

[Episode 3, Chapter 5: It's My Fault]
Episode 3, Chapter 5: It's My Fault
"It's my fault... Waaah... I won't dare to do it again... I'll do whatever you want, just don't make things difficult for the child!" Fang Peijun, without waiting for Li Xiangdong to speak, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.
"What do I need you for?" Li Xiangdong threw the knife in front of Fang Peijun and said sinisterly.
"I'll shave... I'll shave!" Fang Peijun hurriedly picked up the knife.
"Want to stab me again?" Li Xiangdong sneered.
"No... I won't dare to do it again..." Fang Peijun sat on the ground with tears in her eyes, spreading her pink legs.
"How can you shave clean like this? Take off your battle armor!" Li Xiangdong snorted.
Fang Peijun helplessly recited the disrobing spell, and the battle armor covering her body disappeared, revealing her crystal-clear body once more.
"So you're letting her off like this?" Meiji asked curiously.
"There's plenty of time. Are you afraid there won't be another chance?" Li Xiangdong laughed loudly.
Fang Peijun held onto her thighs, the knife seemed to grow heavier, but what choice did she have? She could only grit her teeth and slowly scrape down her lower abdomen.
Her abdomen, now creased from childbirth, was no longer as smooth and flat as before, and felt somewhat loose. Thin downy hairs grew on it, and with a light scrape of the sharp blade, a patch fell off. Fang Peijun couldn't understand how Li Xiangdong could act as if nothing had happened when her knife had clearly pierced his heart. She really suspected that this demon had achieved immortality.
Fang Peijun had considered turning the knife back and stabbing herself to end her life, but her child was still in Li Xiangdong's hands. How could she abandon him? Besides, this demon's magic was incredibly powerful. If, as Liu Qingping said, she would die and be buried in a terrifying hell of lust, then she would be beyond redemption. If she didn't die, she feared she would suffer even more.
The lower abdomen had little hair, which was quickly shaved off. Next came the mysterious delta, a dense, dark patch that seemed impossible to reach. But Fang Peijun had no time to hesitate. Her fingers guided the bulging mound of flesh, and she gritted her teeth, shaving down to the base of the hair.
As strands of black hair fell away, the white and pinkish flesh began to be exposed. Fang Peijun felt completely naked, as if her last shred of self-respect had vanished.
The remaining hair dwindled, mostly growing around the vulva. The two delicate labia made shaving even more difficult. Fang Peijun had no choice but to insert her slender fingers into the cleft, forcibly lifting the labia, and continue shaving.
"Get in bed after you're clean," Li Xiangdong said coldly, seeing that Fang Peijun was almost finished shaving.
Fang Peijun, anticipating further humiliation, only wished for a swift end. She hastily scraped her skin a few times before reluctantly and shamefully climbed onto the embroidered bed.
"Waaah...waaah...waaah..." Perhaps out of heartache for his mother's suffering, the child burst into tears.
"Take this brat away, don't let him scream!" Li Xiangdong said with annoyance.
"He...he's hungry, please let me feed him," Fang Peijun pleaded tearfully.
"I haven't even had my milk yet, how can he get any!" Li Xiangdong sneered. "Why don't you lie on the bed like a bitch, let me see if you've shaved properly?"
Although worried, Fang Peijun knew further words were futile. She watched helplessly as the slave girl took the child away, and only then, under Li Xiangdong's shout, tearfully lay prone on the bed, her pink buttocks raised high in the air.
"Should we summon the Iron Corpse?" the beautiful concubine asked.
"Coming." "Li Xiangdong picked up the knife and walked behind Fang Peijun, saying.
Fang Peijun looked back from between her legs and saw Lu Dan, completely naked and seemingly covered in black paint, jumping in step by step, her face unrecognizable. She felt a chill run down her spine.
"It's not clean yet!" Li Xiangdong said, stroking Fang Peijun's snow-white buttocks.
"Even if you clean it now, it will grow back." Meiji laughed.
"Then shave it again!" Li Xiangdong slapped Fang Peijun's buttocks and said, "Do you understand?" "
...Yes." Fang Peijun sobbed.
"Has anyone touched here?" Li Xiangdong spread his round buttocks and scraped away the pubic hair growing near her anus.
Fang Peijun wished she could die immediately. How could she answer? In fact, besides Lu Dan, who else had touched her body?
"Speak!" "Li Xiangdong snorted coldly, raised his finger, and fiercely stabbed it into that delicate, exquisite chrysanthemum cave.
"Ouch...no...waaa...no...no!" Fang Peijun screamed in pain, lunging forward, but Li Xiangdong followed like a shadow, relentlessly digging until she answered in agony, only then pulling his finger out.
"Still dare to be shameless?" Li Xiangdong said, wiping his finger on her jade-like buttocks.
"No...waaa...I won't dare again!" Fang Peijun choked out, remembering Lu Dan once saying that some men like to abandon the right path, and she was truly afraid that this devil would also be fond of this.
"This needs to be shaved clean, and if there's still any hair, I'll pluck it out one by one." Li Xiangdong threw down the knife, stroking the smooth, peach-like mound of Niu Shan.
"..." "Yes... I understand," Fang Peijun said, swallowing her anger.
"Turn around, I want to nurse," Li Xiangdong said, throwing down the knife.
"Big brother...!" Fang Peijun turned over in a daze, only to find that Lu Dan had jumped to the bedside at some point, his lifeless eyes staring at her lower body. She couldn't help but scream in shock.
"Are you hungry too?" Li Xiangdong laughed. "Very good, I'll nurse, you can drink water."
Fang Peijun didn't know if Lu Dan really understood or what, but she saw him suddenly stretch out his hands, bend down straight, and lunge at her lower body.
The iron corpse Lu Dan bent down straight, his back perfectly straight, without lifting his legs or bending his knees, his upper body straight up and down, not at all like a living person, as terrifying as could be.
"No...!" Fang Peijun cried out in fear, covering her lower body.
Fang Peijun wasn't afraid of this inhuman, ghostly zombie, because whether dead or alive, he was still her beloved husband, especially since he had died unjustly at her hands.
It was precisely because her husband was right before her that Fang Peijun was afraid—afraid that her shameful state would be seen by him, and that she would have no face to meet him again in the afterlife.
But no matter how she tried to hide, it was useless. The iron corpse was as strong as an ox, easily prying open Fang Peijun's delicate hands, placing them on her thighs, and slowly bringing her head and face down.
"No...!" Fang Peijun screamed in despair, desperately pushing against the iron corpse's head, but it was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree; she couldn't budge it an inch, nor could she stop it from pressing its face against that small patch of ground.
The cold, expressionless face sent a chill down Fang Peijun's spine, a chill creeping into her heart. Before she could even cry out, the iron corpse's gaping maw was already pressed against her fleshy opening, its wet, cold, and somewhat stiff tongue circling the warm, fleshy mound, then sucking loudly as if trying to extract something.
"I want to nurse too!" Li Xiangdong chuckled, climbing onto the bed and burying his face in her fragrant breasts.
"No... Waaah... Stop... What are you doing... Waaah... Let me go!" Fang Peijun cried out in terror, pushing him away with her hands.
Liu Qingping couldn't bear to watch, but without Li Xiangdong's orders, she dared not leave. She could only quietly turn her pretty face away, unable to bear the sight any longer.
Putting yourself in Fang Peijun's shoes, you would be terrified. In fact, it would be strange if she wasn't. This monster, which was indistinguishable from a human, was terrifying enough, let alone having to be fed like this.
Liu Qingping naturally knew what the Iron Corpse wanted to eat, because for the past few days, she had been responsible for feeding it her vaginal fluids.
The Iron Corpse pressed down on Liu Qingping's thighs, its head and face close to hers, sucking. However, it had little patience; it couldn't eat for long. If the vaginal fluids ran out, it would use its terrifying tongue, and that was when the real suffering began. "
Now!"
Fang Peijun's cries suddenly became high-pitched and urgent, her delicate body, pinned beneath the two demons, twisting desperately. It was as if the Iron Corpse had forced its tongue into her secret place.
That venomous tongue would penetrate deeper and deeper, writhing and dancing wildly within her womb, seemingly reaching even her heart and piercing her throat, causing unbearable itching, and vaginal fluids would flow incessantly, allowing it to feast to its heart's content.
To this day, Liu Qingping still didn't know how long the Iron Corpse's tongue was; sometimes she even felt that its tongue was like the armored peach blossom snake that had tortured He Taotao, indescribably terrifying.
Besides the Iron Corpse, there was also Li Xiangdong.
Li Xiangdong was also eating, suckling at Fang Peijun's breast. His mouth was filled with the rosy nipple, sucking greedily, while his hands squeezed the heavy breast as if trying to squeeze out all the milk.
Liu Qingping didn't understand what was so delicious about breast milk. Everyone grew up drinking milk; after a few years, she should have had enough. Seeing Li Xiangdong's blissful expression, she was utterly bewildered. Fang Peijun
's breast milk was a little sweet, but also had a slightly fishy smell; the taste wasn't good at all. Li Xiangdong was still eating, not because he liked the taste, but because of a dream, a beautiful dream that had tormented him since childhood.
No one remembers what their mother's breast milk tasted like, and Li Xiangdong didn't remember either.
Others didn't remember because they were too young when they ate it and remembered nothing.
Li Xiangdong didn't remember because he had never tasted it.
Sucking on the swollen, hard nipple that oozed milk, the deep-seated pain in Li Xiangdong's heart was excruciating. He couldn't help but bite down hard, only feeling a little better after hearing Fang Peijun's scream.
Li Xiangdong continued to suckle a few more times, then, noticing the milk was decreasing, he reluctantly released his mouth, only then fondling the large, pink breast.
Fang Peijun seemed unaware that Li Xiangdong had gotten up. Her free hand continued to push away the iron corpse beneath her, her mouth shouting and yelling wildly, becoming increasingly lewd and wanton, making one's soul tremble.
After a while, Fang Peijun suddenly screamed, her slender waist arching upwards with all her might, her whole body twisting and jumping wildly like a fish out of water, before collapsing onto the bed, panting heavily.
"Master, how much does the iron corpse actually eat in one meal? Why does it seem like sometimes it eats a lot, and sometimes it eats little?" Meiji asked, puzzled.
"Besides vaginal fluid, you also need to add yin essence," Li Xiangdong explained. "Didn't you notice that once you urinate, he stops eating, but when he eats Qingping, he licks it clean?"
"I see," Meiji said, suddenly realizing. "If it were Phoenix Pearl, wouldn't he have to eat it several times?" "That's
right. If he were to eat human milk, a little would be enough, and it would even turn him into a true Iron Corpse," Li Xiangdong nodded.
"Isn't he an Iron Corpse now?" Meiji asked curiously.
"Keep watching," Li Xiangdong said with a smile.
Seeing the Iron Corpse still kneeling motionless between Fang Peijun's legs like a wooden doll, while Fang Peijun was making moaning sounds, Liu Qingping knew that he was still eating, consuming the yin essence he had released. In her experience, the Iron Corpse should be able to eat his fill.
Liu Qingping's prediction was correct. Before long, the iron corpse finally raised its head, its black tongue licking the cleaned genitals several times before withdrawing from its mouth. Then, its upper body sprang up as if spring-loaded, standing upright in front of the bed.
Fang Peijun lay limp on the bed, panting, not moving, nor covering her naked vulva, silently shedding tears, unable to imagine how she would live.
Reality didn't allow Fang Peijun much time to think. The iron corpse, having just regained its footing, immediately jumped forward, then pounced on her again, cupping her breasts and suckling. Fortunately, it only took a few bites before releasing its mouth, standing up again, as if it had had enough.
"A couple of bites are enough?" Meiji frowned.
"He was already full just now, he didn't need to eat anymore, but after drinking human milk, he's invulnerable," Li Xiangdong laughed.
"Can drinking human milk make you invulnerable?" Meiji asked, utterly puzzled.
"Others can't, but the Iron Corpse can," Li Xiangdong chuckled.
"It can already spew poison gas; if it's also impervious to blades and spears, wouldn't it be even better than an invincible divine weapon?" Meiji exclaimed in surprise.
"Is that even a question?" Li Xiangdong said arrogantly.
"Since it's so powerful, why not make more? We wouldn't need an invincible divine weapon anymore," Meiji asked, puzzled.
"Making one of these zombies takes a lot of effort and time. We also need to find suitable pregnant women to raise and control as witches. Where would I find that much free time?" Li Xiangdong sneered. "Besides, zombies have difficulty moving and need to rest during the day, which is far inferior to an invincible divine weapon."
"He...!" Just then, Liu Qingping suddenly pointed at the Iron Corpse and cried out in alarm.
"Why are you making such a fuss?" Li Xiangdong said, displeased.
"It's...it's those hairs that make it invulnerable to blades and spears?" "Even though Meiji was well-versed in demonic arts, she couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.
Fang Peijun also saw it; many grayish-black hairs were slowly sprouting from the head, face, and body of the Iron Corpse Lu Dan, and they seemed to be growing continuously, which was quite terrifying.
"That's right, when the corpse hair grows to five inches, he will be impervious to swords and spears." Li Xiangdong nodded.
"The sect leader is truly powerful!" Meiji said sincerely.
"Is there any need to say that?" Li Xiangdong laughed loudly: "Qingping, take her to wash up, and then come back to serve her!"
Although she knew that no matter how many clothes she wore, she could not escape the fate of being humiliated, after bathing, Fang Peijun still wrapped two silk handkerchiefs around her chest and waist before reluctantly following Liu Qingping back.
The iron corpse remained standing there like a stone statue, its body covered in three-inch-long, grayish-black hair, a truly terrifying sight. The silver-white fox tail still dangling from its abdomen added to the horror; no one in the world recognized its true face anymore.
Li Xiangdong sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed. Meiji seemed impatient, remaining silent, unaware of what was happening.
Liu Qingping, naturally not daring to disturb him, pulled Fang Peijun to stand beside him, awaiting Li Xiangdong's orders.
"The Sanshui Gang has surrendered!" Li Xiangdong finally opened his eyes and said.
"Is Jiao Meng dead?" Meiji asked.
"Dead, he perished along with Lihua," Li Xiangdong laughed.
"She was immortal, able to die and be resurrected; what did her death matter?" Meiji said enviously.
"If not for that, how could she become the Immortal Demoness of our sect?" Li Xiangdong said.
"With the Three Waters Gang surrendering, the other two gangs and five factions should follow suit. Congratulations, Master!" Mei Ji flattered. "
I hope so. Once we subdue the Cold-Faced Yama, retrieve the Azure Dragon Sword, and wipe out the Snow Mountain Sect, we can prepare to march into the Central Plains," Li Xiangdong said confidently.
Hearing this, Fang Peijun realized that Li Xiangdong had been communicating with his subordinates telepathically, indicating that the southern factions had already fallen into their clutches.
"I wonder if the Cold-Faced Yama has gone to the Wolf's Den?" Mei Ji asked curiously.
"Feng Zhu said not a while ago. Let's see if she has today," Li Xiangdong sighed. "
She's been in the Wolf's Den for quite some time now. Why haven't we heard from her yet? Is Huang Laojiu lying to us?" Mei Ji asked in surprise.
"As a believer, how could he dare to lie to me?" Li Xiangdong said confidently. "Bring me a mirror and see what Fengzhu is doing."
Liu Qingping hadn't heard from Yao Fengzhu in a long time and was surprised to find her in a place like the Wolf's Den. She really wanted to know how she was doing, so she quickly ran to get a bronze mirror.
After Li Xiangdong used his teleportation magic, a room resembling a woman's boudoir appeared in the mirror. Yao Fengzhu, dressed in fine clothes, sat alone by the window.
"Why is there no one here?" Meiji asked, puzzled.
"She's not really a prostitute, so why would she have customers?" Li Xiangdong shook his head. "
It's said that many experts from beyond the Great Wall frequent the Wolf's Den. Actually, she should be entertaining customers so she doesn't have to sit in her room all day." Meiji laughed.
"She's only there for the sake of the Cold-Faced Yama; everyone else is unimportant." Li Xiangdong shook his head.
"Although Fengzhu possesses the Phoenix Tail Incense, the Cold-Faced Yama is quite old. If he's willing but unable, it will all be in vain," Meiji sighed. "
Just take a liking to her. The Cold-Faced Yama is a regular at the Wolf's Den. As long as he's determined, he'll find a way," Li Xiangdong laughed.
Meiji wanted to say more, but noticed Yao Fengzhu's body suddenly tremble, then her face showed a strange expression. Seeing Li Xiangdong's unfriendly expression, she knew he had already used telepathy, so she dared not say anything more.
Seeing that Yao Fengzhu was unharmed, Liu Qingping felt slightly relieved. However, Li Xiangdong's teleportation made her deeply aware of the power of demonic magic, and she couldn't help but abandon her plan to find an opportunity to tell Yao Fengzhu the truth about stealing the Vermilion Bird Pestle that day.
Although Fang Peijun didn't know what Li Xiangdong was doing, seeing the image clearly reflected in the bronze mirror, she couldn't help
but suspect it was the work of sorcery. Looking at the woman in the mirror, her brows furrowed and her beautiful eyes filled with hatred, she instinctively believed she was a pitiful person like herself and Liu Qingping, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. "What major event has happened to the Snow Mountain Sect that has alarmed the Cold-Faced Yama?" Li Xiangdong muttered to himself.
"What is it?" Meiji asked curiously.
"It's because Huang Laojiu received news that the Snow Mountain Sect has suddenly convened an elders' meeting, which is why the Cold-Faced Yama hasn't appeared," Li Xiangdong said, frowning. "
Then Fengzhu doesn't need to stay any longer," Meiji said.
"No..." Li Xiangdong hesitated, seemingly using telepathy to communicate with Yao Fengzhu. After exchanging a few words, he turned to Fang Peijun and asked himself, "Do you know who she is?" "She is Yao Fengzhu, the leader of the Jiangdu Sect, and also the cult's lustful witch!"
Fang Peijun found it hard to believe. However, considering that she herself could be a zombie witch, and that the leader of the Jiangdu Sect could certainly be involved in a demonic cult, her mind was filled with a hundred thoughts when she witnessed a shocking scene.
Yao Fengzhu suddenly undressed, took off her skirt and underpants, and squatted on the bed naked from the waist down, even opening her vulva.
"How many fingers do you think she can accommodate?" Li Xiangdong asked with a smile.
"At least three!" Meiji giggled.
"Qingping, you tell me," Li Xiangdong said, glaring at Liu Qingping.
"...Two, I guess," Liu Qingping replied, head bowed.
"Peijun, how many do you guess?" Li Xiangdong continued.
"...!" Fang Peijun was filled with bitterness and could not answer. Seeing the reflection in the mirror getting closer and closer, her bright red vulva seemingly within reach, only intensified her discomfort.
"Don't know? Then come here and let me see how many fingers your cunt can hold!" Li Xiangdong said coldly.
"No...!" Fang Peijun cried out in alarm, but seeing Li Xiangdong's darkening expression, she felt a chill run down her spine and could only walk over, tears welling in her eyes.
"You're smart enough." Li Xiangdong pulled Fang Peijun into his arms, tearing off his silk handkerchief. "If you continue to hesitate, I'll teach you how our sect punishes disobedient witches."
As he spoke, Yao Fengzhu in the mirror had already formed a sword with her fingers and slowly inserted it into the vulva.
"It should be able to hold one more," Meiji said, seemingly dissatisfied.
"Let me have her try..." "Li Xiangdong chuckled maliciously, his large hand reaching towards Fang Peijun's lower abdomen.
Yao Fengzhu, seemingly following Li Xiangdong's instructions, added another slender finger; although it could still penetrate, it wasn't easy.
'Look how obedient she is!' Li Xiangdong teased Fang Peijun's vulva, saying, 'Why is she so dry? Doesn't she like me touching her?' 'She
'll like it after a while,' Meiji said with a smirk.
'No need for such trouble,' Li Xiangdong sneered. 'Qingping, give her some aphrodisiac.'
'No... I... I like it!' Fang Peijun cried out.
'Then why don't you help me undress?' Li Xiangdong sneered.
No matter how unwilling she was, Fang Peijun dared not refuse, and could only obey, watching her husband beside her; the pain in her heart was indescribable.
'Have you ever sucked a man's penis?'" "Li Xiangdong groped her all over.
"No...no." Fang Peijun said sadly, feeling a finger had already entered her forbidden zone.
"Are your mouth and anus virgins too?" Li Xiangdong laughed loudly: "When you have time, learn a few tricks from Qingping, her mouth is not bad either."
Fang Peijun, with tears in her eyes, unbuckled Li Xiangdong's belt and took off his pants. She found that the crotch of his calf-nose underwear was bulging like a flagpole, and her heart couldn't help but pound wildly .
"Is my mouth not good enough?" Meiji said indignantly.
"Your three holes are also very good, how could they not be good enough?" Li Xiangdong chuckled strangely, took off his underwear himself, and pulled out his erect penis.
Seeing that giant penis for the first time, Fang Peijun felt terrified and couldn't help but gasp.
"Don't be afraid, after you taste this big thing, I guarantee you will be happy." "Meiji giggled.
"If you don't like it, you can choose Tieshi's." Li Xiangdong pulled Fang Peijun's jade hand to his abdomen and said.
"That thing is all show and no substance, no one would choose that useless piece of trash." Meiji pouted.
"Who said it's all show and no substance?" Li Xiangdong laughed loudly, and before his laughter stopped, the fleshy rod made of Tieshi's tail suddenly stood erect, proud and imposing.
"He... he still wants women?" Meiji asked in surprise.
"If I want him, he wants it!" Li Xiangdong said with a sly smile: "Peijun, would you like to taste Tieshi's cock?"
"No...!" Fang Peijun blurted out.
"You know your stuff..." Li Xiangdong said with a strange laugh: "Get on top, let me teach you a move..." Fang
Peijun had no choice. She dared not look at her husband again. Reluctantly, she followed Li Xiangdong's instructions, straddling him and pressing his hard penis against her pink, split vulva. "
Just hold onto the leader's neck and slowly twist!" Meiji teased.
With Fang Peijun's martial arts skills, riding Li Xiangdong in a half-squatting, half-standing position shouldn't have been difficult. However, the burning sensation of his glans made her dizzy and breathless. After a few forced twists, she became weak and unable to continue.
"Move...!" Li Xiangdong said, turning Fang Peijun's slender waist.
Fang Peijun could only take a breath, grit her teeth, and sway her waist as Li Xiangdong manipulated her, continuing to twist. After a while, her legs went weak, and she lost her footing, the mushroom-shaped glans squeezing into her vulva.
"It's like this...!" "Keep dancing!" Miki clapped her hands and laughed.
Fang Peijun scrambled to her feet, her penis now free, a strange, indescribable emptiness welling up inside her. Without waiting for Li Xiangdong's command, she grasped his erect penis and pressed it down, accidentally touching her smooth vulva. Finding it wet with tears and snot, she blushed and shyly nestled against his shoulder, continuing her writhing.
Perhaps it was practice made perfect, but this time Fang Peijun's movements quickened. In her dazed state, his fiery penis slowly penetrated her wet opening.
Li Xiangdong laughed heartily, comfortably lying down, his large, fan-like hand grasping her swaying breasts, indulging in unrestrained lust.
His penis was already more than halfway inside, the fullness inside her making it hard for Fang Peijun to breathe. Startled, she forced herself to pull back, but couldn't bear the uncomfortable emptiness. With a groan, she twisted her waist and sat down again.
He sat down too quickly, and the giant-like penis plunged all the way in, slamming into her delicate and fragile flower core. The sensation, a mixture of tingling and numbness, brought Fang Peijun a strange pleasure. She couldn't help but twist a few times, letting out alluring moans.
"Beautiful?" Li Xiangdong chuckled.
"Of course beautiful! If it weren't beautiful, why would this little slut moan?" Meiji sneered.
Fang Peijun was deeply ashamed upon hearing this, turning her pretty face away in resentment. But then she met Lu Dan's empty gaze by the bedside. Thinking of how she had made such a fool of herself in front of her husband, she felt her heart break.
"Move, I'll make you feel good!" Li Xiangdong chuckled maliciously.
Fang Peijun had no choice but to endure the shame and humiliation, continuing to twist, but trying hard to bite her lips to stop herself from moaning.
As she continued this in-and-out motion, Fang Peijun nearly bit her lip until it bled. But in the end, she couldn't resist her natural physiological response, gradually forgetting her shame, and uncontrollably moaning and groaning, releasing the ever-increasing pleasure.
She didn't know how it happened, but Fang Peijun suddenly lost herself, thrusting wildly onto Li Xiangdong, then letting out a long howl before collapsing onto him, panting heavily.
"Can you compare to your dead husband?" Li Xiangdong held Fang Peijun tightly, his penis deep inside her, enjoying the wonderful spasms within.
How could Fang Peijun answer? She buried her face in Li Xiangdong's chest, silently shedding a tear.
"Not going to talk? Then I'll let you have your fun!" Li Xiangdong lewdly chuckled, flipping Fang Peijun over and pinning her beneath him.
Liu Qingping watched coldly, secretly feeling sorry for Fang Peijun. She knew Li Xiangdong was about to use his usual methods of discipline, humiliating her relentlessly until she, like herself and Yao Fengzhu, completely lost all sense of shame, and only then would she absolutely obey his commands.
"Speak..." Li Xiangdong stood on the edge of the bed, grabbing Fang Peijun's legs, leaving her buttocks suspended in the air, unable to dodge or escape, while vigorously thrusting his hips.
"Spare me... ah... ah ah... spare this... this little slut... ah... no... I can't take it anymore..." Fang Peijun's face was ashen, sweat pouring down her body, as she followed Li Xiangdong's instructions.
"Who will spare this little slut?" Li Xiangdong stopped and asked.
"...Brother... good brother." "…!" Fang Peijun gasped for breath, not daring to look at her husband by the bedside again.
"Have you had enough fun?" Li Xiangdong chuckled.
"Enough…enough…!" Fang Peijun said blankly. She hadn't just had enough fun; she couldn't remember how many times she had urinated. Her lower body was numb and weak, as if she were about to faint again.
"You've had enough fun, so what about me?" Li Xiangdong said mischievously.
"I…!" Fang Peijun truly didn't know what to do.
"Tell me, how many holes does a woman have?" Li Xiangdong asked with a sly smile.
"…Two…three!" Fang Peijun answered tremulously.
"Very good, which one will you use to serve me?" Li Xiangdong said, slowly thrusting in and out.
"I…ah…I…" "Use your mouth!" Fang Peijun cried.
"Then I'll spare you this time!" Li Xiangdong laughed, pulling out his penis and saying, "Tomorrow I'll teach you the art of corpse control. If you don't study diligently, don't blame me for using the remaining holes to vent my anger."
The art of corpse control wasn't difficult to learn; Fang Peijun spent half a day memorizing all the incantations. The difficulty lay in using these incantations to train the iron corpse so that it could be used as an extension of her own arm—that would take a lot of effort.
"How long will it take to train the iron corpse to be ready?" Meiji asked, only now realizing that training zombies was indeed very time-consuming.
"That depends on her." Li Xiangdong rolled his eyes at Fang Peijun and said, "If she listens to me, she'll have made some progress in seven to ten days." "
Can we leave the palace then? That'll be so boring!" Meiji sighed.
"Bored? Then let's go for a walk outside the palace." Li Xiangdong laughed. "
Where to?" Meiji asked happily.
"Qingping, go back to the Bashan Sect and continue being a widow. Report to me regularly about sect affairs. If Liu Guang likes it, you might as well sleep with him as a reward." Li Xiangdong didn't answer, but instead ordered Liu Qingping.
"Yes..." Liu Qingping replied with her head bowed.
"Peijun, you stay in the palace and train the Iron Corpse." Li Xiangdong continued, "If we return and still can't make him fight, then you'd better wash your asshole clean." "
Disciple understands." Fang Peijun said with tears welling up in her eyes. She was truly afraid of Li Xiangdong's cruelty, but the thought of being able to be with her husband and son for the time being made her feel a little better.
"Don't you need to take her to the Prison of Lust?" Meiji asked with a smile.
"I've already made her a Life-Giving Lamp. If she likes it, she can go whenever she wants." Li Xiangdong said coldly.
"Disciple won't." "Fang Peijun wept, understanding that Li Xiangdong meant that if she tried to kill herself, she would be imprisoned in the Prison of Lust.
"Do you remember what you're supposed to do? Say it again!" Li Xiangdong said coldly. "
Practice the Zombie Technique three times a day, feed him milk every three days, shave his pubic hair once a day, and every seven days, make him eat... his lustful fluids." Fang Peijun said, her heart pounding.
"And what happens after he eats the
lustful fluids?" Li Xiangdong sneered. "You also have to practice the 'Rape Technique' once a day!" Fang Peijun wept.
"Why?" Li Xiangdong asked.
"Because... because this disciple doesn't know how to serve a man, I need to practice diligently so that I can make the Master happy." Fang Peijun sobbed. "
Right, come here, let me take another look at your cunt." Li Xiangdong nodded.
Li Xiangdong had already seen Fang Peijun several times today; she was completely naked, and there was no need to untie her silk sash. Tears welled in her eyes as she stepped forward and sat in his lap.
"Does it still hurt?" Li Xiangdong asked, pointing to her bare vulva.
"It hurts..." Fang Peijun said through tears. After yesterday's merciless rape, she hadn't had a proper rest. Her delicate vulva was swollen like a peach, and her labia were unusually engorged with blood; even the slightest touch felt like a knife cutting.
"If you behave, I won't make things difficult for you," Li Xiangdong said with satisfaction.
"Not only will I not make things difficult for you, I'll make you feel like you're dying of pleasure, incredibly happy," the beautiful woman said shamelessly.
"I'll let you enjoy yourself for one night, and we'll leave the palace tomorrow morning," Li Xiangdong laughed loudly.
After Li Xiangdong used his magic to send Liu Qingping away, he and the beautiful woman left the palace.
Upon reaching the ground, Meiji realized that the scenery was no longer beyond the Great Wall. Looking around, she recognized Yanzhou not far away. Silencedly counting the days, she suddenly understood the purpose of her journey.
"After capturing that cunning Ding Ling, shouldn't we make her our sect's Soft Bone Witch?" Mei Ji said boastfully.
"Soft Bone Witch? Good idea!" Li Xiangdong laughed.
"The Double Ninth Festival is in a couple of days, shall we go see Hong Die?" Mei Ji asked.
"That's right, let's see if her Soft Bone Skill has improved." Li Xiangdong leered.
Hong Die, dressed in a light blue silk robe, sat cross-legged in the hall with her eyes closed, seemingly practicing diligently. However, her delicate brows were frequently furrowed, and her face was full of frustration, indicating that her practice was not going well.
After a while, Hong Die finally sighed and stopped abruptly. She opened her eyes with resentment and was shocked to find Li Xiangdong sitting to the side, with Mei Ji, who was neither human nor demon, standing behind him.
"Master, why are you only arriving now...!" Hong Die cheered and threw herself into Li Xiangdong's arms like a swallow, saying, "I've missed you so much!" "
What are you thinking about?" Li Xiangdong pulled Hongdie into his arms.
"Of course I'm thinking about your big cock," Meiji giggled. "
Is that so?" Li Xiangdong chuckled.
"I...I'm just thinking about you," Hongdie said, her face flushed. Although she couldn't forget the pleasures of lust, she was from a prestigious family and wasn't as shameless as Meiji.
"Have you practiced the three bedroom moves I taught you?" Li Xiangdong asked with a grin, stroking her ample breasts.
"I'm all alone, I can't practice," Hongdie said softly.
"Then let me help you practice," Li Xiangdong said, his hands roaming over her body.
"Have you killed that bitch Ding Ling yet?" Hongdie asked, shifting her body to make it easier for him.
"There are still two days until the Double Ninth Festival, there's no use in rushing," Li Xiangdong laughed.
"Oh no!" "Red Butterfly suddenly cried out, "She usually comes to see me before sweeping the grave. If she finds you, that would be terrible!" "
Don't be nervous," Li Xiangdong shook his head and said, "Before entering the sect, I already set up a barrier around here. I will definitely know if anyone approaches." "
It's best not to let her die a quick death," Red Butterfly said resentfully.
"Why?" Li Xiangdong asked curiously.
"That bitch knows that I have no hope of mastering the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Skill, yet she insists on carrying out the old man's dying wish. She clearly wants to imprison me forever. I hate her to death," Red Butterfly said through gritted teeth.
"Who is the old man?" Meiji asked curiously.
"It's my stubborn master!" Red Butterfly said angrily.
"There are no guards here. You can run anywhere you want. Why don't you run?" Meiji asked, puzzled.
"If I leave Yanzhou without permission, she can order my pursuit. Where can I run to all alone?" Hongdie said angrily.
"Was that the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Skill you were practicing just now?" Li Xiangdong asked.
"Yes, but I've already lost my virginity, how could I possibly learn it?" Hongdie sighed.
"Is it true that only girls can learn it?" Meiji asked incredulously.
"This skill utilizes a girl's pure Yin energy to open up the body's acupoints. After losing one's virginity, the Yin energy is mixed and impure, making it difficult to open the acupoints," Hongdie said regretfully.
"Did Ding Ling master it?" Meiji asked.
"If she hadn't mastered the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Skill, she wouldn't have become the sect leader," Hongdie said jealously.
"Then she's still a virgin," Meiji sneered.
"Pure Yin energy?" "Li Xiangdong's mind stirred, and he said, 'Recite the cultivation method, and see if I can lend you a hand.' '
It's no use,' Hongdie sighed, but still recited the method as instructed.
After hearing the method for the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Skill, Li Xiangdong thought silently for a while and said, 'It's not without hope of mastering it.' '
Really? How can one master it?' Hongdie asked hopefully.
'First, one must purify the mind and reduce desires, and re-condense the primordial yin. Only when the yin energy is at its peak can one hope to master it,' Li Xiangdong said thoughtfully.
'That old codger said so too, that would take twenty or thirty years, and even if you mastered it, it would be useless!' Hongdie said angrily.
'That's right, what's the point of practicing then?' Meiji laughed.
'If I can't master the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Skill, even if I become the sect leader, I won't be able to enter Changchun Valley,' Hongdie said unwillingly.
'Changchun Valley? Explain it clearly!'" “‘Li Xiangdong sighed softly.
’ ‘Changchun Valley is the sacred ground of our sect. Only the sect leader can enter. There is an evergreen tree in the valley that bears an evergreen fruit every year. If you eat ten of them in a row, you can stay young forever…’ Hongdie said enviously.
‘Is Changchun Valley the place you enter from the cave next to that giant rock on the top of Green Mountain?’ Li Xiangdong asked nervously.
‘Yes, do you know that place too?’ Hongdie asked curiously.
‘Does the Soft Bone Sect have a disciple named Fenfang?’ Li Xiangdong asked in return.
‘Fenfang? My old master also used the name Fenfang…’ Hongdie said hesitantly.
‘Why did she use the name?’ Li Xiangdong pressed.
‘She… she used the name Fenfang to plot against… our former sect leader, Yuchi Yuan, but she returned empty-handed.’ “
‘I see!’” Hongdie stammered. “
That’s her business, it has nothing to do with me, don’t be angry with her.” Hongdie said fearfully.
“How could I be angry with you?” Li Xiangdong laughed, “Besides, she paid the price.”
“She seems to have escaped unscathed, without being injured?” Hongdie asked curiously, as she hadn’t been born yet and knew very little.
“Escaped unscathed?” Li Xiangdong chuckled strangely, “She’s just missing a layer of skin!”
“Missing a layer of skin?” Hongdie asked, confused.
“The inner layer of skin!” Li Xiangdong said, feeling around Hongdie’s lower abdomen.
“She… she also…!” Hongdie exclaimed in surprise.
“She, like you, has also tasted the sweetness.” Li Xiangdong chuckled.
“How annoying!” "Red Butterfly nestled shyly in Li Xiangdong's arms and said softly, 'If I can't get the Everlasting Spring Fruit, I don't want to be the sect leader anymore.' '
Without the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Skill, you can't enter Everlasting Spring Valley?' Li Xiangdong asked with a smile.
'The entrance there is only wide enough for the head of the sect to pass through, and it's said there are many crisscrossing stalagmites inside. How can I possibly get in?' Red Butterfly sighed.
'After you capture Ding Ling, you can ask her to go in,
' Li Xiangdong said, untying the silk sash around Red Butterfly's waist. 'How could she agree?' Red Butterfly said, half-heartedly.
'Could she refuse?' Li Xiangdong said, peeling off the silk sash.
'She's stubborn and cunning; it's hard to get her to comply,' Red Butterfly said anxiously. 'If things go wrong, I'm afraid it will ruin everything.' '
That makes sense,' Li Xiangdong said, frowning. He was originally quite confident, but this matter was too important to him, and he dared not be careless."
"If only someone could help me open my acupoints." A sudden thought struck Red Butterfly, and she nestled against Li Xiangdong's chest like a little bird, speaking meaningfully.
"My internal energy is extremely yang and strong; it can't help you. Even a master of yin-style internal energy is useless if their cultivation method differs from the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Technique." Li Xiangdong pondered, "Unless..." "
Unless what?" Red Butterfly exclaimed urgently.
“Unless that person dissipates their own power and injects their true energy into your body, it will be impossible to open those secret acupoints,” Li Xiangdong replied.
“Where would someone be willing to give up their true energy?” Hongdie said disappointedly.
“Besides people, there are snakes!” Li Xiangdong said seriously.
“Snakes?!” Hongdie exclaimed in surprise.
“It’s the Ironclad Peach Blossom Snake. This snake possesses the most yin essence in the world. Absorbing its essence will greatly increase your internal strength,” Li Xiangdong explained.
“The Ironclad Peach Blossom Snake? That’s the most lewd snake in the world! Women who encounter it will die a terrible death!” Meiji cried out.
“With me protecting you, you won’t die,” Li Xiangdong sighed. “But absorbing all the Ironclad Peach Blossom Snake’s essence is as difficult as ascending to heaven.”
“Why?” Hongdie asked coldly.
"Because the Ironclad Peach Blossom Snake needs to eat enough sesame flowers to release its essence, but the snake will avoid it when it smells the flower's unique scent, and won't eat it," Li Xiangdong said, reaching into Hongdie's bodice and kneading her large, papaya-like breasts.
"Then what should we do?" Hongdie asked.
"Only a woman's vaginal fluid can suppress the scent of sesame flowers. I tried it once; it took the vaginal fluid of three or four women to soak a single sesame flower, making the snake release even a tiny bit of its essence. It's too difficult to absorb all of its essence," Li Xiangdong said, pulling down Hongdie's bodice.
"We can find more women," Hongdie suggested, thinking herself clever. "
The Ironclad Peach Blossom Snake eats and spits at the same time; that won't give you enough time to absorb its essence," Li Xiangdong shook his head.
"What should we do?" Hongdie cried out urgently.
"The only way is for you to eat the sesame flower, so it can directly consume your precum and absorb the snake's essence in time," Li Xiangdong said with a sly smile.
"How...how?" Hongdie asked fearfully.
"What else can I do?" Li Xiangdong's hand moved down, reaching into Hongdie's panties and groping, saying, "Let it crawl inside..." "
No...!" Before Li Xiangdong could finish speaking, Hongdie screamed in terror.
"Only in this way will you have a chance to eat the Everlasting Fruit and remain young forever," Li Xiangdong said, parting the grass to find the snake, his fingers slowly probing into the warm crevice of her flesh.
"Then...how much do I need to eat?" Hongdie, who dreamed of remaining young forever, couldn't help but be tempted by his words.
"That depends on how much precum you have," Li Xiangdong said, penetrating deeper into her pubic area, "Like now...it might take ten days to half a month." "
Ten days or half a month?!" Red Butterfly cried out in despair, "I'm afraid she'll have already died!"
"How could I let you die?" Li Xiangdong laughed, "Besides, as long as you follow my instructions, it will probably be done in about seven days." "
Can't it be a little less?" Red Butterfly said, as if bargaining.
"Think it over before you tell me." Li Xiangdong shook his head and said, "Now let me see if you've forgotten the three moves in bed."

[Episode 4,
Chapter 1: Fierce Battle at the Grave] On the Double
Ninth Festival, before dawn, Li Xiangdong left Red Butterfly's residence and went with Meiji to the grave of the former leader of the Soft Bone Sect to wait, preparing to capture Ding Ling.
For the past two days, Li Xiangdong had outwardly been reveling with the two women day and night, but in reality, he was waiting for Ding Ling to appear. Unfortunately, she did not visit Red Butterfly as she had in previous years, which greatly disappointed him.
Although Hongdie still couldn't decide whether to use the Ironclad Peach Blossom Snake to replenish her Yin energy in order to practice the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Technique, Li Xiangdong was certain that he had completely conquered this beauty, one of the two beauties of the Soft Bone Twins, in bed, making her completely subservient to him.
Li Xiangdong didn't use drastic measures to force Hongdie to agree, partly because he knew there would be plenty of opportunities and he wasn't worried about her escaping, and partly because he hoped to capture Ding Ling before making a decision, so as not to waste his efforts.
When they arrived at the cemetery, it was still early, and the surroundings were quiet and deserted. Li Xiangdong and the beautiful woman walked around the area, then hid in a secluded spot, waiting for Ding Ling to appear.
After a short while, the graceful Ding Ling, holding a simple flower and incense candle, finally appeared.
It wasn't that Ding Ling didn't want to see Hongdie, but that she couldn't find the time. After parting ways with the wise old man Chen Tong and Abbess Jingxu of Qingcheng, she first finished her unfinished business, and then, with several capable subordinates, went to Ciyun Nunnery on Ciyun Mountain to investigate and search for the missing nuns.
Although she hadn't found the whereabouts of the nun, Ding Ling lingered for several days, finding many clues before finally coming to sweep the tomb.
After finishing her visit, as Ding Ling silently reflected on her master's teachings before the grave, she suddenly sensed something amiss. Turning around, she saw a man and a woman standing behind her.
The man, though dressed as a scholar, was handsome and robust, his eyes radiating a murderous aura, clearly no ordinary person. The woman was beautiful and alluring, but her long, pointed ears and plump waist gave her a sinister, eerie aura that sent chills down one's spine.
"Ding Ling, we've been waiting for you!" the man said, sizing her up.
"What brings you here?" Ding Ling asked calmly, unconcerned.
"I am Li Xiangdong, the leader of the Asura Sect. This woman is my maid, Meiji. We've come specifically to invite you back to the Asura Divine Palace," the man said brazenly.
"What for?" Ding Ling suppressed her shock and asked calmly.
"The Nine Gangs and Thirteen Sects have a deep-seated hatred for our sect. You are the leader of the Soft Bone Sect, so inviting you back is obviously not out of good intentions!" Li Xiangdong laughed loudly.
"How could I not have good intentions? Are you going to kill me?" Ding Ling smiled.
"I don't kill pretty girls," Li Xiangdong said, as if he had Ding Ling completely under his thumb. "I just want you to be our sect's female slave and serve me."
"What can I do?" Ding Ling asked calmly.
"A female slave serves the sect leader and sleeps with him. I heard you're still a virgin, so you'll have to learn how to serve men," the beautiful concubine giggled. "
What if I don't agree?" Ding Ling blushed and asked.
"Then we'll capture you," Meiji giggled. "First, we'll strip you naked to see if you're a virgin. If you are, the cult leader will deflower you and make you a real woman. If you're not..."
"If you're not a virgin, I'll still rape you and show you what pleasure is!" Li Xiangdong lewdly laughed.
"Like how we dealt with the nuns at Ciyun Nunnery?" Ding Ling asked, a thought crossing her mind.
"The Chief Constable of Jiangnan is indeed well-informed," Li Xiangdong nodded. "But you're not like them. As long as you behave, I won't make things difficult for you."
"Where are they?" Ding Ling continued.
"You'll find out when we get back," Li Xiangdong laughed.
"Even if I can't beat you, I can run away," Ding Ling said indifferently.
"There are already restrictions around here. Do you think you can escape?" Li Xiangdong scoffed.
"As the leader of the Asura Cult, do you only know how to win with demonic magic? Won't you give me a fair chance to fight?" Ding Ling reached to her waist and produced a shimmering steel wire, only as thick as a little finger but five or six feet long, resembling both a whip and a sharp needle.
"Is this your weapon?" Li Xiangdong asked.
"That's right, this is the Heartless Blade," Ding Ling said in a deep voice.
"A good name!" Li Xiangdong said confidently, "Very well, I'll give you a fair chance. You won't use any magic, and within ten moves, you won't retaliate. If you can touch a single hair on my head, I'll let you go."
"I am the leader of the Soft Bone Sect, I cannot take advantage of you." Ding Ling's eyes darted around as she said, "However, I must first settle things with this woman before I fight you."
"It seems you won't give up until you've reached the Yellow River. Mei Ji, why don't you spar with her for a few rounds?" Li Xiangdong sighed, "Just stop when you've made your point, don't hurt her." "
This servant understands." Mei Ji clapped her hands together, and after the clap, her delicate hands turned into furry hair, her ten sharp fingers becoming sinister claws.
"Please wait a moment, could you let me extinguish the incense and candles first, so as not to start a forest fire and disturb our late master?" Ding Ling asked softly.
"Go ahead and fight, I have plenty of time." Li Xiangdong nodded and smiled. He had seen many women, but he had never encountered a girl as strange as Ding Ling. Seeing her calm and composed demeanor, he thought she was just a fearless newcomer. If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have bothered to set up the restrictions.
Ding Ling said no more, swiftly extinguishing the still-burning incense and candles, then tidying up. In no time, the grave was reduced to ashes, returning to its original state.
"Come on!" Mei Ji said confidently. She had seen Hong Die's martial arts and knew she was superior. It was said that Ding Ling and Hong Die were evenly matched, and with powerful reinforcements behind her, victory was assured.
"I am, after all, the leader of a sect. How can I preemptively attack? Make your move." Ding Ling smiled sweetly, a smile as beautiful as spring flowers, captivating Li Xiangdong's soul.
"Still so arrogant at a time like this!" Mei Ji sneered, her fox claws attacking Ding Ling.
"You be careful too!" Ding Ling waved her Heartless Light, a light barrier appearing before her to block Mei Ji's attack.
Ding Ling appeared relaxed, but in reality, she was incredibly tense. She knew she was in grave danger; one wrong step could mean death, or even death for the rest of her life. Although she had secretly sent a signal through the smoke of extinguishing the incense and candles to arrange for backup, Li Xiangdong's sorcery was overwhelming and unfathomable, and she had no confidence in escaping.
Li Xiangdong, with his hands behind his back, leisurely watched the two women exchange blows. He realized that while Ding Ling's martial arts were indeed superior to Hong Die's, he wasn't worried at all. Even if Mei Ji were defeated, injured, or even killed, he could use the Demon Rebirth technique he learned from Bai Shan Jun to restore her to her original form.
Seeing Ding Ling's ruthless daggers moving in all directions, her heroic and unique charm stirring within Li Xiangdong, he felt an irresistible itch. He thought to himself that although she wasn't as sensible and understanding as Hongdie, she was still a virgin, making her particularly interesting to train. He imagined her moaning and suffering beneath him later, and he couldn't help but let his mind wander, his lust simmering.
Just as Li Xiangdong was lost in these thoughts, Ding Ling's attacks gradually subsided, but the ruthless daggers in her hands danced with impenetrable force, her entire body seemingly enveloped in a sphere of light.
Seeing Ding Ling become defensive and not offensive, Mei Ji assumed she was starting to back down and charged forward even more fiercely. Her fox claws suddenly broke through the light and shadow, tearing Ding Ling's clothes at the chest. Although she wasn't injured, a glimpse of her scarlet bodice was faintly visible beneath the fabric. Just as she was about to sneer, a deafening roar suddenly erupted behind her, followed by a cloud of white mist. Before she could react, the merciless light had already struck her. She managed to twist her waist to dodge, but a palm strike landed on her shoulder, causing her to groan in pain and stagger backward.
Li Xiangdong, quick-witted, saw Ding Ling raise her free hand before the roar, and a black object fell behind Mei Ji, exploding upon impact. In the blink of an eye, smoke filled the air, and Ding Ling's figure disappeared into the white mist. Knowing he had fallen for a trap, he wasn't in a hurry. He pushed forward with both palms, unleashing a powerful palm wind to dispel the rapidly spreading mist.
Unexpectedly, despite Li Xiangdong's fierce palm strikes, the white mist remained thick and persistent, forcing him to unleash more than ten palm strikes before he could barely disperse the smoke around him. Ding Ling was indeed gone, leaving Mei Ji lying on the ground, groaning in pain.
"Where are you hurt?" Li Xiangdong asked, squatting beside Mei Ji.
"My shoulder... Did you take down that little bitch?" Mei Ji groaned.
"No, she must have escaped." Li Xiangdong tore open Mei Ji's clothes to examine her shoulder, finding it slightly swollen and red. Fortunately, there was no fracture, so it shouldn't be serious.
"There are restrictions around here, how could she escape?" Mei Ji said angrily.
"I shouldn't have forgotten that demon-subduing rag she possessed; such restrictions shouldn't have been able to stop her." Li Xiangdong scolded. At this moment, the smoke began to gradually dissipate, revealing a gap in the restrictions next to an old tree, confirming his suspicions.
"What the hell is this smoke?" Meiji asked, rubbing her shoulders.
"It's probably a smoke bomb from the Zhu Rong Sect. Luckily, they didn't poison it, or it would have been a huge hassle," Li Xiangdong said sullenly.
"The Zhu Rong Sect? Luckily, it's not Thunderbolt...!" Meiji said, sweating profusely.
"So what if it's Thunderbolt?" Li Xiangdong sneered, honestly not confident he could survive Thunderbolts unscathed.
"That little bitch shouldn't have gone far. Should we chase after her?" Meiji asked, stretching her bare arms.
"No need to rush. I don't believe she can escape!" Li Xiangdong said coldly. "We're close to Yanzhou. I think she'll most likely flee back there. Let me tell Hongdie to keep an eye out, and then use magic to get back. That way, we'll be one step ahead of her." "
Yanzhou is her territory, and she has the government backing her. I'm afraid it won't be easy to catch her!" Meiji said, annoyed.
"Didn't Hongdie say that if she were nearby, she would most likely go to check on her?" Li Xiangdong said confidently. "We'll hide there and wait for her to walk into our trap."
"What if she doesn't return to Yanzhou?" Meiji asked.
"We'll wait at Hongdie's house for a few days. If she still doesn't appear, then she's lucky," Li Xiangdong said grimly.
"That slut can have her fun again," Meiji sneered, then suddenly realized that Li Xiangdong didn't respond, apparently using telepathy.
"Strange..." After a while, Li Xiangdong muttered to himself.
"What happened?" Meiji asked curiously.
"Wang Jie sent a message that a group of soldiers are currently wandering around Ciyun Mountain, seemingly searching for something," Li Xiangdong frowned. "It seems that little brat Ding Ling is behind this."
"Could they have found the pigsty?" Meiji exclaimed in surprise.
"The pigsty is hidden deep inside the mountain, protected by magical magic. How could ordinary mortals possibly see through it?" Li Xiangdong scoffed. "But let's go back and check first."
"Aren't we going to Yanzhou?" Meiji asked.
"Even if Ding Ling rushes back from here at full speed, she won't arrive until evening at the earliest. We have time,"
Li Xiangdong said dismissively.
After Li Xiangdong and Meiji left, a while later, Ding Ling suddenly emerged from the side of the old tree trunk. It turned out that although she had broken through the barrier with her magic handkerchief, she was afraid she couldn't outrun Li Xiangdong. On a whim, while the smoke hadn't dissipated, she used her soft bone technique to slip into the tree hole and hide, taking a risky gamble. Not only did she escape, but she also overheard their conversation.
The soldiers from Ciyun Mountain were indeed sent by Ding Ling. Since they hadn't found any trace of the nuns descending the mountain, she believed they were still in the mountains. So she sent people back to Qingyuan to mobilize troops to search. Calculating the date, they should have gone up the mountain today. But unexpectedly, Li Xiangdong found out immediately. It seems his sorcery is truly extraordinary.
Following this logic, Ding Ling had no doubt that Li Xiangdong and Meiji could go to Ciyun Mountain first and still return to Yanzhou before her. Knowing she wouldn't be able to make preparations in time, she hurriedly wrote two letters and sent signals to her men, instructing them to deliver them separately by flying eagles.
"Won't she suspect me?" Hongdie asked worriedly after hearing Li Xiangdong's explanation.
"No, how could she possibly guess it was you who did this?" Li Xiangdong laughed.
"If she comes to see me, what should I say?" Hongdie asked anxiously.
"No need to say anything," Li Xiangdong said ominously. "When she appears, I will capture her."
"When will she come?" Hongdie asked.
"That's hard to say," Li Xiangdong pondered. "If she escapes and rushes back immediately, she won't enter the city until nightfall at the earliest. She might come to see you tomorrow or the day after. I've already sent Meiji to spy outside the city. As soon as she enters, she will notify me."
"Have you set up any warning barriers around the house?" Hongdie breathed a sigh of relief.
"She possesses the Demon-Slaying Cloth, so warning barriers are useless, and there's no need for any others. Just let Meiji follow her," Li Xiangdong replied.
"Does that mean we can't do anything here?" Hongdie said disappointedly.
"Why can't you?" Li Xiangdong asked, puzzled.
"Since she could appear at any time, what else can we do?" Hongdie sighed.
"We can do anything!" Li Xiangdong hugged Hongdie and laughed, "As long as Ding Ling shows herself, Meiji will report her every move through telepathy, making it impossible for her to escape!"
"Really?" Hongdie asked, relieved.
"Of course it's true." Li Xiangdong asked curiously, "Your martial arts are not far from hers, even if you get hurt, you don't need to be afraid of her."
"You don't know," Hongdie said angrily, "There is a set of martial arts hidden in Changchun Valley that can counter our sect's skills, so the sect leader has absolute authority, and no one dares to disobey."
"So you have no choice but to enter Changchun Valley." Li Xiangdong suddenly realized.
"Yes, unless I don't intend to become that damn sect leader, I have to go in." Hongdie said with annoyance.
"So have you thought it through?" Li Xiangdong laughed.
"Is there really no other way?" Hongdie asked pleadingly, naturally referring to a way to improve her skills.
"No, if it were easy, would anyone practice?" Li Xiangdong chuckled, reaching into Hongdie's skirt and groping around.
"You bullied me all night last night, and you've been busy all day today. Aren't you tired?" Hongdie asked, feigning reluctance.
"Don't you know I'm made of iron?" Li Xiangdong withdrew his strange hand, revealing a pale yellow handkerchief in his palm.
"Are you going to bully me again?" Hongdie asked seductively.
"Okay?" Li Xiangdong's strange hand moved again, this time reaching inside her clothes.
"What's wrong with it if you like it!" Hongdie hugged Li Xiangdong's neck, using her waist to lift her legs, passing them under her armpits, her body seemingly folded together, her skirt falling to her waist, revealing her bare lower body.
"It doesn't seem too wet yet!" Li Xiangdong continued groping Hongdie's chest, his eyes fixed on her mysterious triangle.
"Touch me... just touch me a couple more times," Red Butterfly moaned.
"Is that so?" Li Xiangdong pulled the loose bodice from Red Butterfly's clothes and then ran his fingers along the cracked flesh.
"Put it in... it's itchy inside...!" Red Butterfly cried out.
"You're quite the flirt, but you don't have much lustful fluid." Li Xiangdong's fingers meandered in, but he didn't use his aphrodisiac skills, because he had tried many times and found that Red Butterfly was strange; even when she was aroused, she didn't have much lustful fluid, which was puzzling.
"If it weren't like this, I wouldn't have to think so much," Red Butterfly sighed. "
Have you taken any aphrodisiacs?" Li Xiangdong asked curiously.
"Why would I take such things!" Red Butterfly retorted, her delicate body clinging to Li Xiangdong swaying like a pendulum, welcoming the invading fingers.
"Let me give you some another day, and see if your lustful fluid will increase," Li Xiangdong laughed.
"It's not that she doesn't have any, it's just a little less," Hongdie said shyly.
"Too little won't do," Li Xiangdong laughed, "There should be a way to make you drool."
Li Xiangdong and Meiji waited for three whole days, but there was still no sign of Ding Ling. She neither entered the city nor went to visit Hongdie. Finally, Li Xiangdong couldn't wait any longer.
"Should we let that little bitch Ding Ling go?" Meiji said through gritted teeth. She was injured by Ding Ling and was naturally eager for revenge.
"Of course not, but we don't know where she escaped to. It seems she won't come back. Waiting any longer is useless," Li Xiangdong sighed.
"Could she have escaped to Qingyuan? The soldiers searching the mountains are from Qingyuan," Meiji asked.
"If she didn't come to Yanzhou, she must have gone to Qingyuan," Li Xiangdong nodded, "But that place is impenetrable. Even if we know where she's hiding, it will be difficult to capture her." "
If we had known this, we should have killed her!" Hongdie said viciously.
"I can't kill her, I have things I need her to do," Li Xiangdong shook his head.
"Can't you do without her?" Hongdie asked angrily.
"It's not that you can't," Li Xiangdong glanced at Hongdie and said, "If we can capture her, we won't have to put in much effort."
"What can that little bitch do?" Meiji said disdainfully.
"I have a way to lure her out on her own. Once I find her, I can put it into practice. She can't escape my grasp," Li Xiangdong said grimly.
"Who are you looking for?" Hongdie asked curiously.
"I'll tell you when I find her," Li Xiangdong said with a smile without saying anything.
"When are you going to find her?" Meiji asked.
"Tomorrow, we'll leave tomorrow morning," Li Xiangdong nodded.
"I'll go with you too," Hongdie said excitedly.
"Why run away? Aren't you afraid Ding Ling will send people to kill you?" Li Xiangdong asked, puzzled.
"With you by my side, what do I have to fear?" Hongdie pouted. "Knowing you can't master the Jade Maiden's Gentle Feelings Skill, why stay here? Leaving me here alone will drive me crazy with boredom."
"Whether I find her or not, I'll have to return to the Divine Palace in three days at most to handle other matters. I won't have time to take care of you," Li Xiangdong said thoughtfully. "You should stay here for now. If you hear any news about Ding Ling, just tell me via telepathy."
"Are you going to abandon me again?" Hongdie asked, on the verge of tears.
"I'm not abandoning you. Here's what we'll do: I'll come back for you in ten days to a month," Li Xiangdong said gently, still hoping to use Hongdie's connections to capture Ding Ling.
"What if that little bitch comes again?" Hongdie asked.
"If it's within three days, notify me immediately and see if I can get back. If it's after three days, try to find out her whereabouts and deal with her slowly," Li Xiangdong said.
"Then you must come back soon!" Hongdie pleaded.
"Alright, I promise!" Li Xiangdong laughed.
Whether it was Ding Ling's fate or something else, four days after Li Xiangdong and the others left, Ding Ling finally came to Hongdie's house. They talked for a while as usual, and she even took the initiative to tell her that the Asura Demon Sect had resurfaced and, after discussing with the elders of the Soft Bone Sect, they had decided to immediately go to Shaolin Temple to discuss countermeasures with Abbot Dajue.
After Ding Ling left, Hongdie immediately reported to Li Xiangdong via telepathy that he couldn't find her and had returned to the Divine Palace, so he didn't have time to come to Yanzhou for the time being. They could only wait for him to return as previously agreed. However, she didn't expect that Ding Ling would return the next day.
This time, Ding Ling's return was strange. Accompanying her were the three elders of the Soft Bone Sect, all of whom had cold expressions, making Hongdie secretly feel uneasy.
"Senior Sister, did you report to Master Li via telepathy?" Ding Ling asked, her voice trembling with shock.
"Report...report what?" Hong Die's heart pounded, and she stammered.
"Hong Die, you colluded with demons, practiced demonic arts, broke the precept against lust, and plotted against the sect leaders. We know everything. Are you still going to pretend?" the First Elder roared in fury.
"You...what nonsense are you spouting?" Hong Die felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, completely bewildered as to how things had been exposed.
"Nonsense?" The Second Elder took out a stack of papers and threw them at Hong Die's feet, saying, "These are the records of your conversations with those two demons, Li Xiangdong and Mei Ji, a few days ago. Read them carefully!"
Hong Die quickly picked them up, glanced at them, and knew they were all true. She continued to pretend to read them, secretly using telepathy to plead for help from Li Xiangdong, but despite calling out many times, there was no response.
"Senior Sister, I hung the Heavenly Pool Saintess's Demon-Subduing Handkerchief outside the door. It wards off evil spirits, so using demonic magic is useless," Ding Ling said, seemingly knowing everything.
"I... I didn't use any demonic magic!" Hong Die cried out urgently.
"Hong Die, you betrayed the sect, the evidence is irrefutable. Don't try to deny it. If you know what's good for you, confess the truth, or we'll force you to invoke our ancestral laws!" the Third Elder scolded.
"No, I didn't... You... You're framing me!" Hong Die cried out, knowing that if she told the truth, the violations she had committed would be countless, and she would surely face death.
"Fraud? We heard everything that happened here, how could we frame you?" the First Elder roared in fury.
"Senior Sister, Li Xiangdong thought I ran away, but I didn't. I hid nearby and, after learning of his plot, immediately sent a message by carrier pigeon, ordering the Yanzhou government to arrange for eavesdropping. I even invited the Three Elders to listen in. I didn't wrong you," Ding Ling pleaded earnestly. "As long as you tell the truth, you can spare your life."
"No!" the First Elder roared. "The records you read have already omitted a lot of irrelevant nonsense. If you hadn't heard it with your own ears, you wouldn't know how vicious and shameless this vile woman is, deserving of death!"
"Without these government offices using their 'Thousand-Mile Divine Ears' to eavesdrop on suspicious individuals, we wouldn't know you were so despicable," the Second Elder said, displaying an ear-like device made of silver.
"Fake... all fake! You all conspired to frame me!" Hong Die screamed. At this point, she had no way to defend herself and didn't care about anything else. With a wave of her hands, she desperately rushed out the door as the pieces of the written record flew through the air.
"Do you think you can escape?" The Second Elder's hand moved in response to the question, grabbing at Hongdie's jade wrist.
Hongdie tried to resist, dodging the Second Elder's grab, and kicked out, hoping to fight her way out. But she couldn't escape. Suddenly, someone attacked from the side, and her waist went numb as her pressure points were sealed.
"Don't ask anything. Such a lewd and vile woman doesn't deserve to die. Keeping her alive will only disgrace the sect. Let me clean up the mess!" The Third Elder drew his sword.
"Third Elder, you can't kill her." Ding Ling quickly dissuaded her. "The honor and disgrace of our sect are minor matters. The most important thing now is to know the true strength of the Asura Demonic Sect. For the sake of the martial arts world, let's persuade her slowly and let her atone for her sins." "
Even if we want to clean up the mess, there's no need to rush." The First Elder said sullenly. "Leave it to me. Let me ask her." "
Then I'll trouble the three elders. I still need to rush to Shaolin. If you have any news, you can send it there." Ding Ling agreed.
"If we don't kill her, where should we lock her up?" the Second Elder said hesitantly. "The worst thing is if she uses some kind of telepathic communication to summon demons; that would be troublesome." "
I'll leave the Demon-Subduing Handkerchief behind," Ding Ling said hesitantly.
"No, you've already left all the Demon-Subduing Talismans. You still need the handkerchief for protection," the First Elder shook his head. "Besides, the handkerchief also..."
"We'll talk about it later," Ding Ling interrupted the First Elder. In truth, she wasn't sure if the handkerchief could block telepathic communication, but she didn't want Hong Die to know the truth.
"I've got it! We can lock her up in the Yanzhou Prison!" the Third Elder said with a flash of inspiration. "The prison is deep underground, heavily guarded. Even if those demons wanted to rescue her, it would be incredibly difficult."
"Alright, that's the only way," Ding Ling nodded.
"Also, this vile woman has committed a heinous crime. Even if we spare her life, she should be expelled from the sect. We should cripple her martial arts as soon as possible to prevent any accidents," the First Elder said coldly.
"No...no...I'm innocent...I'm innocent!" Red Butterfly cried out in fear.
"What are you still shouting about being innocent for? If your master hadn't been so merciful back then, he would have killed you, you shameless wretch!" the Third Elder scolded.
"This..." Despite her reluctance, Ding Ling didn't know how to plead, and sighed, "Please make the decision, I'll go out and make some arrangements."
"Ding Ling, don't go...!" Seeing Ding Ling leave without looking back, Red Butterfly knew she couldn't escape her fate and shouted, "I hate you to death!"
"What are you still shouting about!?" The First Elder kicked her, his toe striking three major acupoints on Red Butterfly's dantian. She screamed in agony, her hard-earned internal energy destroyed by the First Elder.
"First Elder, how do you plan to get her to confess?" the Second Elder asked, seeing Ding Ling leave.
"Of course, I'll have to invoke the ancestral laws. Do you expect me to play games with her?" the First Elder said angrily.
"Since that's the case, there's no need to waste any more effort. Just hand her over to Zhao Bin," the Third Elder sneered.
"Qian Bin? Good idea!" the First Elder nodded.
"Won't he force a confession out of her?" the Second Elder frowned. Qian Bin was the warden of Yanzhou Prison, and Ding Ling was the Chief Constable of Jiangnan. The Third Elder had worked for the government to some extent and naturally knew many officials.
"Now the evidence is irrefutable. Whether she confesses or not makes no difference," the Third Elder gritted his teeth. "The important thing is to find out the enemy's situation and make plans accordingly. But this vile woman is cunning and vicious. We must use extraordinary means to get her to speak frankly."
"Yes, great things are not bound by trifles. Small acts of kindness are the enemy of great kindness. A woman's compassion will only ruin the big picture," the First Elder said dismissively.
"But a girl..." the Second Elder pondered.
"A girl? A shameless, heartless harlot!" the First Elder exclaimed angrily.
"Have you forgotten the murderous woman who was brought to justice last year? Although the evidence was conclusive, if it weren't for Qian Bin, we wouldn't have found the body!" the Third Elder sneered.
"If the Sect Leader knew..." the Second Elder hesitated.
"She won't know," the Third Elder said grimly. "Leave it to me. I'll make sure he does it cleanly, without leaving a trace."
The Second Elder fell silent, bending down to pick up the scattered pieces of paper, concealing his unease. He knew that Hongdie had no choice but to confess.
Li Xiangdong hadn't received Hongdie's distress call, and even if he had, he might not have set off for Yanzhou again, because he was also very busy.
Meiji didn't return to the Demon Palace with Li Xiangdong, apparently on another mission. Upon returning to the palace, the first thing Li Xiangdong did was check on the progress of the Iron Corpse.
After a few days, the Iron Corpse was covered in long black fur, resembling a hairy gorilla. Its silvery-white fox tail was more prominent, and its limbs were much more agile. Its movements were powerful and imposing, yet it still hopped and skipped, adding to its eerie and terrifying appearance.
Having completed the inspection, Li Xiangdong was fairly satisfied, knowing that Fang Peijun hadn't disobeyed orders and had trained the Iron Corpse as instructed. His expression softened considerably.
"Does he drink a lot of milk?" Li Xiangdong asked, holding Fang Peijun on his lap, pulling off a silk handkerchief from his chest and kneading her papaya-like breasts.
"It's just a small cup..." Fang Peijun said sadly. After Li Xiangdong left, she no longer let Tie Shi nurse like a child, but only squeezed the milk into a cup like milking a cow and fed it to him.
"Doesn't it taste good? Let me try it." Seeing the white milk spraying from the nipple, Li Xiangdong was suddenly overcome with animalistic impulses. He lowered his head and put the nipple in his mouth, sucked twice, and then released it, saying with dissatisfaction, "Why does it taste strange? What have you eaten?"
"I ate mutton today..." Fang Peijun said bitterly.
"You should eat more good food in the future. This doesn't taste good!" Li Xiangdong frowned.
"Yes..." Fang Peijun dared not say more, afraid that she would burst into tears if she said more. She thought to herself that she hadn't eaten it herself, so how would she know if it tasted good or not? The important thing was that the child liked it.
"Have you let him drink any vaginal fluid?" Li Xiangdong continued to lift the silk handkerchief around his waist and inspect his cleanly shaved genitals.
"Yes," Fang Peijun nodded.
"How many times have you eaten it?" Li Xiangdong asked, gesturing to her pink lips.
"I ate it once yesterday," Fang Peijun replied blankly.
"Have you practiced the 'Treachery' technique?" Li Xiangdong continued.
"Yes..." Fang Peijun lowered her head, secretly thankful she had practiced it yesterday, otherwise this demon would have another excuse to torment her.
"How long did you practice?" Li Xiangdong chuckled.
"A little while," Fang Peijun said, swallowing her anger. "
Did you pee?" Li Xiangdong asked with a sinister smile.
"No," Fang Peijun said, her heart pounding with fear. If it weren't for Li Xiangdong's lewd power and the discomfort she felt after being eaten by the Iron Corpse yesterday, she wouldn't have tried practicing the 'Treachery' technique. Just thinking about the feeling of that hairy tail being inserted into her urethra gave her goosebumps. She couldn't imagine how much suffering she would endure if she couldn't stop it with her technique.
"Not satisfied yet?" Li Xiangdong grinned maliciously.
"No." Fang Peijun's heart stirred, and she suppressed her shame, reaching down to grab Li Xiangdong's crotch, saying, "He... how can he compare to you?"
"That's right, you've finally come to your senses." Li Xiangdong laughed loudly, "Is the child doing well?"
"Yes!" Fang Peijun replied, overwhelmed with emotion.
The child was growing well and was lively and adorable. After much pleading, the female slaves of the Demon Palace finally allowed Fang Peijun to breastfeed him herself. The more time she spent with her child, the more she found it hard to part with him, determined to make any sacrifice to ensure his survival.
"Very good. If you're obedient, he'll live well too." Li Xiangdong said with satisfaction.
"This servant will certainly do her best to serve him." Fang Peijun said bitterly.
"Do you recognize him?" Li Xiangdong raised his hand and pointed, and the bronze mirror on the table began to show his image.
The mirror reflected Yao Fengzhu's boudoir in the Wolf's Den. Dressed beautifully, Yao Fengzhu sat in the lap of an old man of medium height, with a white beard and beard, old enough to be Yao Fengzhu's grandfather. Yet, he brazenly groped her, indulging in unrestrained lust.
"It's the Cold-Faced Yama…!" Fang Peijun exclaimed in shock.
"That's right. He's been harassing Fengzhu for days, and today he agreed to stay overnight. We can take this opportunity to retrieve the Azure Dragon Sword," Li Xiangdong said grimly. "If we can't find the sword, I don't need to tell you what the consequences will be, do I?"
"There… there definitely will be!" Fang Peijun cried out urgently. She knew that Li Xiangdong had arranged for Yao Fengzhu to work as a prostitute in the Wolf's Den for the Cold-Faced Yama, but she hadn't confessed when he made the arrangement, and she couldn't help but wonder how he could have foreseen it.
"That's fine then," Li Xiangdong nodded. "Put on your clothes and let's go."
It turned out the Demon Palace did have clothes, but they were hidden. Even though she was wearing long-unseen garments, Fang Peijun still felt naked, knowing she was doomed.
The Azure Dragon Demon Sword remained buried in its old spot, untouched. Led by Fang Peijun, Li Xiangdong easily obtained the sword and returned to the Demon Palace.
Back in the Demon Palace, Li Xiangdong locked himself in a stone chamber. No one knew what he was doing, and Fang Peijun could once again live a peaceful life.
The Yanzhou Prison was located beneath the government office, ten feet underground, guarded by numerous soldiers, like an impregnable fortress. It held death row inmates awaiting execution, destined for the execution ground sooner or later. It was said that since its construction, no one had ever escaped alive.
Hongdie, stripped of her martial arts, was merely a weak woman with no strength to even kill a chicken. The three elders had to subdue her acupoints before transporting her to the prison; escape was virtually impossible.
The prison wasn't large, and all the inmates were male. Perhaps for this reason, Hongdie was imprisoned alone in a stone cell.
The two female prisoners threw Hongdie down like a stone, then stripped her naked without a word, dressing her in prison clothes.
The prison clothes, though relatively clean, were old and tattered. Beneath the rough linen, there were no undergarments, and the torn sleeves revealed half of her shoulder. They felt cool and uncomfortable against her skin, almost like nothing was there.
After the three elders released Hongdie's pressure points, they tried to both frighten and persuade her, repeatedly interrogating her about the secrets of the Asura Cult. However, Hongdie only cursed and cried out her innocence, refusing to say anything. This enraged the three elders, who finally gave her a severe scolding before closing the cell door and leaving in a huff.
Hongdie wasn't fearless; on the contrary, she was terrified. However, she knew that confessing would only hasten her death, especially since Ding Ling had already gone to Shaolin. Since the three elders were determined to kill her, they would be even more ruthless if they knew the truth.
Hongdie's only hope was that Li Xiangdong would arrive quickly and rescue her. She remained silent, fearing that if she confessed, Li Xiangdong would abandon her.
Unfortunately, despite repeated attempts to communicate telepathically, she received no reply from Li Xiangdong. He assumed Ding Ling had left behind the Demon-Subduing Handkerchief, the one that bound her magic, and he wanted
nothing more than to tear her to pieces. Ding Ling was truly hateful; not only did she abuse the power of the government for personal gain, but she also failed to stop the three elders from crippling her martial arts. She clearly showed no mercy, and even if she confessed, she would not be spared.
Hongdie also regretted not agreeing to the quick method to increase her internal energy. If she had, Li Xiangdong might have taken her away, and she could have escaped this calamity.
Recalling that terrifying method of quick mastery, Hongdie was still terrified, but a glimmer of hope arose within her. If she could escape, it seemed Li Xiangdong would have a way to restore her martial arts skills. Just
as Hongdie was about to use telepathy again, the cell door suddenly opened, and the two fierce-looking prison women entered. Without a word, they dragged Hongdie away and led her into the torture chamber.
"Kowtowing to Lord Lu!" the two prison women said, pressing Hongdie to the ground.
"No need for formalities, let her get up and speak." The speaker was a middle-aged man in official robes, with a face full of scars, clearly not a kind person.
Hongdie would never kowtow. She struggled to her feet, pursing her lips and remaining silent.
"Are you Hongdie, the traitor of the Soft Bone Sect? The three elders have already told me everything about you." The middle-aged man sized up Hongdie and said, "I am Qian Bin, the jailer here. You have to listen to me in everything."
Seeing that Hongdie stubbornly refused to say anything, Qian Bin continued in a gentle tone, "The three elders ordered that as long as you speak, they will not make things difficult for you. Are you willing to talk?"
"I think she is even more stubborn than that murderous woman. How could she speak?" "A slut like her needs to be beaten." Two jailers sneered.
"Did you hear that? Those two hate sluts the most. They have many ways of interrogating people. Your martial arts are ruined. You can't beat them." Qian Bin said in a deep voice.
"Let those old devils come and question me. I'm not a criminal!" Hongdie retorted.
"Once you're in here, you have no choice but to listen to me," Qian Bin sneered. "Do you know how many ways I can make you wish you were dead?"
"Boss, don't waste your breath," the prison woman sneered.
"Alright," Qian Bin nodded. "The usual rule: don't hurt her."
"Don't do anything reckless! I... I won't let you get away with this!" Hongdie shouted.
"You seduced your lover and plotted against the chief constable, isn't that reckless?" "Reckless? That's shameless!" The two prison women cursed in unison, seemingly knowing quite a bit.
Amid the shouts, the two prison women dragged Hongdie like a chick to a wooden cangue. The cangue was waist-high, with only two horizontal bars at the front and back, and looked completely inconspicuous.
Hongdie, having lost all her martial arts skills and utterly powerless, was no match for the two wicked women. Forced to bend over in front of the shackles, the crossbar behind her rested on her waist, her arms spread wide and locked to the crossbar in front, her legs also spread and locked, unable to move.
"Help... Murder...!" Hongdie
screamed, her voice shaking the roof tiles. "Keep screaming, we'll make you scream even louder later. This is a torture chamber; people often scream like pigs being slaughtered!" the prison woman cursed.
"Let her scream. There are vicious prisoners outside; this clear scream is enough to drive them mad," Qian Bin said, approaching.
"Going mad doesn't matter, we have her." One of the prison women laughed and walked away.
"That's a good thing for that harlot; she's quite voracious," another prison woman said disdainfully.
"How do you know? Did the three elders tell you?" Qian Bin asked curiously.
"How could the three elders say such things?" the prison woman said, blushing. "It was Ah Gou from the detective team who said it. Apparently, she and her lover spend all day in bed together, and even without clairvoyance, you can hear her moaning."
"Is that so?" Qian Bin said, pressing down on Hongdie's buttocks that were sticking up in the air.
"Don't touch me, I... I'll kill you all!" Hongdie was both ashamed and angry, and she hated Ding Ling to the core. If she hadn't used clairvoyance, how could anyone have discovered her shameful behavior?
"Does she moan very loudly?" Qian Bin asked with a grin.
"Not only loud, but also shameless!" the jailer sneered. "Not only calling her 'good brother,' but even calling her 'my dear brother' makes her act like a little slut!"
"Nonsense...!" Hongdie cursed, suddenly feeling a chill below her waist. Her skirt had been flipped up by Qian Bin, revealing her bare buttocks. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she cried out, "What are you doing?"
"Boss, here are gags, tongue clamps, and wooden plugs. What do you want?" the jailer returned, holding several items.
"Use the gag. If she doesn't know what's good for her, she'll have a chance to try all the good stuff here," Qian Bin said, stroking her smooth buttocks. The gag
was a leather tongue clamp. The jailer placed the clamp in Hongdie's mouth and tied it behind her head with a leather rope, preventing her from crying out.
"......!" Although she couldn't scream, Hongdie still groaned, because Qian Bin's strange hand was already reaching between her buttocks.
"Should we leave?" the prison woman asked with a sly smile.
"No need to leave, I'm just taking a look," Qian Bin said, squatting behind Hongdie and spreading his plump buttocks.
"I didn't expect her urethra to be so tender," the prison woman said jealously.
"You can know a person's face but not their heart. Looking at her face, I don't believe she's such a wolf in sheep's clothing," another prison woman sneered. "A slut like her, her insides are probably rotten to the core."
"It doesn't seem too rotten!" Qian Bin pointed at the pink fleshy slit, then used his hand to force open the tightly closed labia.
"Boss, want to have a taste?" the prison woman asked with a sly smile.
"No, let her have a meal of bamboo shoots and pork first." Qian Bin sighed, unable to resist, and stood up.
"Bamboo shoots and pork should be able to make her talk," the prison woman said, taking out two bamboo strips.
"Not necessarily," the other prison woman said, taking one and waving it in the air a few times.
"Snap!" The merciless bamboo sliver finally fell, instantly leaving a red mark on her snow-white buttocks!
Red Butterfly groaned in pain, cold sweat pouring down her face. However, before the pain subsided, another bamboo sliver fell.
Although the two prison women used considerable force, they were also careful not to let the bamboo slivers land in the same spot, thus preventing Red Butterfly from bleeding. Even so, her delicate skin was still red and swollen, and it wasn't hard to imagine how much suffering Red Butterfly had endured.

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