[The Rope Binding Manual] Updated to Chapter 40 (Humiliation, Bondage, and Placement)

Author: contract.husky
Published on October 21, 2017 on the forum
First published on Rumeng Community
Word Count: 151,572
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Chapter 1: The Black Book
"How much for this book?" The boy looked at the black-covered book in front of him, feeling a strong
attraction, as if the book belonged to him. He decided that even if he spent all the money he had,
he must get his hands on this book.
"Hehehe, not expensive at all. This rare treasure can be bought for only 5 gold coins now. Hehehe
, esteemed guest, do you want it?" The black-clad man in front of him let out a sly laugh, but then revealed a
price that the boy could hardly afford.
"Five gold coins! Why don't you just rob me?" the boy roared. "One gold coin at most!"
"Hehehe, young man, even if a deal falls through, let's stay friendly. How can you accuse me of robbery?" the cloaked
man in black laughed. "Just five gold coins." He then feigned a hoarse shout.
"Silver Scale Breastplate, blue quality, five gold coins a piece..."
Hearing the man's shout, a vein bulged on the boy's forehead. He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled
with humiliation. If he hadn't been betrayed and his foundation destroyed, losing his original status in the family,
why would he be haggling with a "small merchant" like this?
"Xuelan! I'll make you experience my pain sooner or later!" the boy silently cried out in his heart. His fists
clenched, and he breathed heavily through his nostrils. He looked at the ancient black book in front of him, hesitant.
"Young Master..." A maidservant gently tugged at the young man's sleeve. "We don't have much money
... Perhaps we should wait a few more days and let Qiu Shui think of another way? The money you have is for your medicine,
Young Master. There's still hope for your health to recover. Please, Young Master, don't act rashly."
Qiu Shui wore a white gauze dress, her two fair arms exposed from the sleeves. Her face, unadorned,
was delicate and charming. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, a hint of sorrow in them. Her eyes were gentle and calm, like
a dark lake. Her long, black hair cascaded down, adorned with a maidservant's distinctive headdress. Her slightly pursed red
lips seemed to foreshadow her inner thoughts.
Beneath the semi-transparent gauze dress, her long, slender legs were faintly visible,
incredibly alluring, white with a rosy tint, like the finest white jade.
Her slightly bulging chest seemed to proclaim something, her slender waist could be encircled with a single hand, and she stood gracefully
beside the young man as a maid.
The young man kept his head down, his hands clenched tightly. He didn't know why he was so determined to contend with
a book. He wanted to ask the vendor to open it, but the vendor's refusal was righteous and firm. He knew
the best course of action was to give up on the book, but a voice inside him seemed to be tempting him to buy
it.
"Oh my, isn't this our martial arts genius, Wu Qi? How did you end up haggling with a mere vendor
?" A voice came from afar, and a young man in white robes appeared in Wu Qi's
line of sight, accompanied by a beautiful woman. "Oh," the young man 　　said sarcastically as he walked up to Wu Qi, then casually tossed five glittering gold coins 　　to the ground.
"Sorry, I forgot, the martial arts genius is now... a piece of trash!" 　　"Just five gold coins? I heard it from far away. I'll do a good deed today and skip a meal." 　　The boy laughed as he walked away, flattering the woman beside him as he went, 　　"Let's hurry up and not let this lowly trash offend Miss Hanling's eyes." 　　The woman called Hanling wore a gorgeous light pink robe, with a golden carved beast hair clip on her head. 　　Two teardrop-shaped pendants adorned her delicate little ears. Her thick, black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall 　　. Her jade-like arms appeared even more delicate against the pink robe, as if they could be squeezed to release water. However, 　　her beautiful face was filled with disgust. Her beautiful eyes looked at Wu Qi as if he were trash. Her slender legs were faintly visible 　　through the gaps in her robe, and her snow-white, delicate skin seemed to be covered with a layer of light white stockings. 　　"Disgusting trash..." Hanling parted her lips and uttered softly. These words further pierced Wu 　　Qi's already broken heart. In an instant, he raised his head, staring directly into Hanling's eyes. His eyes seemed to be slightly 　　bloodshot. He replied, "Disgusting woman." 　　"You!" In an instant, Hanling stopped in her tracks. An aura emanated from her, and the surrounding 　　plants seemed to be stimulated, becoming even more vibrant. Wu Qi bent backward, hurriedly 　　covering his mouth and nose with his hands, but blood still seeped out. 　　"Young Master!" Qiu Shui exclaimed in shock. 　　Just as Hanling's slender hand was about to strike and kill Wu Qi, she seemed to remember something and gently withdrew 　　her movement. At this moment, her eyes were filled with disdain. She snorted coldly and walked away. 　　The man beside Hanling also turned to look at Wu Qi. At this moment, his eyes were like those of someone looking at a dead man. 　　Wu Qi watched the two figures disappear into the distance, his knuckles turning white, his breath coming in ragged gasps. In the end, he could only helplessly 　　release his grip, his eyes filled with sorrow. He turned back and saw the man in black had already released the book. The man, 　　who had been completely silent just moments before, was now lively again. 　　"Hehehe, then congratulations, young master, on obtaining this divine book." 　　"What divine book?" Wu Qi chuckled self-deprecatingly. He had originally planned to use his gold coins to buy medicine, but now that 　　a sucker was offering him something, he might as well take it. However, he had acted impulsively towards that woman. That woman was 　　the second young lady of the Ye family in the city; she was probably planning to use him as a traitor in the future. 　　"If it were before," Wu Qi thought helplessly, but he said nothing more. He flipped through the black book, finding it 　　full of blank pages. He was secretly relieved, but noticing the unusual cover, he put the book inside his clothes for safekeeping, 　　intending to study it carefully at home. Then he took Qiu Shui to the spirit medicine shop.

Unbeknownst to Wu Qi, as the man in black watched Wu Qi walk further and further away, his figure grew fainter and fainter
until he finally disappeared from the world.
"Hehehe."
……………………
Wu Qi left the pharmacy carrying several medicinal herbs, with Qiu Shui following behind. Suddenly, a dark figure darted out,
snatched the bundle of herbs from Wu Qi's hand, and vanished without a trace.
"Young Master, please go back first. Let Qiu Shui retrieve the bundle," Qiu Shui said, also disappearing instantly
before Wu Qi's eyes.
"Sigh…" Seeing this, Wu Qi sighed again and decided to go home.
Following his memory, Wu Qi headed towards his home, but slowly he found himself on a vast, empty plain
. He clearly remembered that there was no similar terrain near his home.
"Could it be Han Ling?" Wu Qi felt a sense of foreboding. Han Ling was a highly talented array genius in Mo City
; if Han Ling was acting intentionally, then he was likely in grave danger.
Not far away, a graceful figure stood, none other than Han Ling. Her beautiful eyes were filled with
coldness. How dare a piece of trash call her disgusting? She would teach this trash a lesson.
Who did he think he was? Now he was nothing but trash.
Han Ling looked at Wu Qi without saying a word, simply releasing her aura. A sharp aura swept
past Wu Qi. Han Ling had already reached the sixth level of a formation master, and this aura
had a powerful suppressive effect on Wu Qi, who now looked like an ordinary person.
Blood trickled from the corner of Wu Qi's mouth, but his eyes were filled with determination. Looking into those
eyes, Han Ling suddenly felt a surge of anger. She lightly waved her slender hand, her jade-like fingers drawing
a mysterious pattern in the air. Then, Wu Qi's chest seemed to have been suddenly punched,
caved in backward.
Wu Qi was certain he heard the sound of bones cracking, followed by shocks from all directions. Even though he gritted
his teeth, he couldn't help but feel his consciousness fading. Finally, in his dazed state, he collapsed, blood pooling on the ground
and seeping onto the cover of the black book.
The black book reflected an eerie red light, absorbing the blood. Then Wu Qi felt
as if something had been added to his heart, but he could no longer hold on and fainted.
Han Ling, seeing Wu Qi fall to the ground, smirked coldly. She intended to kill him; otherwise,
she wouldn't have chosen such a secluded place. She moved gracefully to Wu Qi's side, intending
to draw a sobering spell on his face. She wanted to watch Wu Qi die consciously; this was the consequence of offending her.
She reached Wu Qi and placed her slender jade finger on his forehead, about to draw the spell, but suddenly,
the blood around Wu Qi seemed to slither up like serpents, climbing onto Han Ling's smooth skin.
"What's going on!" Hanling exclaimed in surprise, trying to back away, but the blood on the ground seemed to have a suction force,
firmly fixing her to the ground.
The blood rope climbed up her slender, beautiful legs, tightening continuously, instantly binding her legs, which seemed to be covered in
white silk, together.
"This!...What!" Hanling was both angry and anxious. She had never expected Wu Qi to have such methods
. Her slender hands drew a spell in the air, trying to disperse the blood rope, but the blood rope was much
faster than she imagined. The blood rope climbed into the inside of her pink robe, binding her exquisite body into a fishnet shape, and her two delicate breasts
were almost bursting out of the clothes. Some of the blood rope even passed through her private parts, making her pretty face turn red.
"What...what is this!" Hanling stared angrily as the ropes tightened their grip on her freedom.
She regretted leading Wu Qi to this place, but regret was useless. The blood-red ropes had already climbed onto her
slender jade arms, binding them together in circles. Gradually, her jade-like
arms became indistinguishable from each other. The blood-red ropes further bound her jade fingers tightly, making it impossible for
her to even draw any formations.
"How could this be?" Hanling gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with incomprehension and anger. She glared at the
unconscious Wu Qi, thinking that she might be discovered in such a humiliating way. The more she thought about it,
the more disgusted and hateful she became towards Wu Qi.
"Ugh? Ugh!" Suddenly, a blood-red gag appeared in her mouth,
silencing her speech in her shocked gaze.
"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!" Hanling whimpered in exasperation, her eyes filled with humiliation.
Her body, bound like a stick, struggled incessantly, but the only result was that she felt herself getting tighter and tighter.
Hanling finally gave up struggling. She coldly stared at Wu Qi, planning to return to her father and ask him
to kill Wu Qi once she was freed. Thinking of this, her anger subsided slightly. Just then, a black book slowly
slid out from under Wu Qi's clothes.
"Waaaah? (What book is this?)" Hanling's beautiful eyes were filled with confusion, but this
confusion quickly turned into terror.
The black book slowly turned to the first page, and suddenly a strong attraction came from it.
Hanling, bound like a worm, was slowly being sucked in.
When Hanling's lotus feet touched the pages, she began to struggle in fear.
"Waaaaah! Help! Help! No! No! No!" The delicate body that had passed through the pages
vanished into thin air, leaving behind exquisite illustrations on the pages—the very body that had disappeared, now depicted as a picture
.
"Waaaah! Waaaah! No! Stop! What is this thing! No!" Hanling struggled desperately,
but the book continued to slowly swallow her body.
"Waaaah!!! Stop!"
The book gradually engulfed Hanling's pink-robed body, and Hanling could only stare
wide-eyed as her body disappeared bit by bit, becoming an image on the pale pages
. Her delicate body gradually disappeared until finally, with despair and resentment in her beautiful eyes, Hanling let out a
mournful cry and entered the book.
In an instant, all was silent. The groans ceased, and on the first page of the black book lay a
portrait of a stunningly beautiful woman. She wore a pink robe, her long legs clad in white stockings, and
a golden hairpin adorned her long, black hair. Her beautiful eyes were filled with despair and resentment. Her body was tightly bound by red ropes
, her flesh bulging out, her delicate mouth gagged with a red gag, and her slender arms were joined together.
She was frozen in time on the page.
Then, the book closed automatically, slowly shrinking, transforming into a black streak of light that entered Wu Qi's body.
Now, in the empty landscape, only Wu Qi lay on the ground, even the blood gone.
Chapter Two: Inside the book, there is a black world, formless and intangible, like the chaos before the world's birth.
However, a woman dressed in a magnificent pink robe slowly appears in this world. First, her lotus feet appear
in this void, then her long, beautiful legs clad in white stockings gradually emerge. Next,
her delicate body, tightly bound by blood-red ropes, slowly rises to the surface. The magnificent pink robe gradually becomes visible, her perfect snow-white neck appears,
her beautiful face slowly emerges, and finally, a golden crown slowly appears. This beautiful woman has thus appeared
in this void space.
At this moment, this woman's entire body is tightly bound. Her delicate, snow-white legs cannot be separated even slightly,
nor can her crystal-clear arms. She can only helplessly twist in the void. However, even though
fine beads of sweat appear on her white forehead, the blood-red ropes binding her body do not loosen in the slightest.
The blood-red rope seemed to not only bind her delicate body, but even the flow of energy within her body began to stagnate
. "Waaah! Where am I?! Damn Wu Qi!" Han Ling's beautiful eyes revealed
anger stemming from fear. She twisted and struggled in the void, her crystalline legs, clad in semi-transparent white stockings
, kicking wildly. Her tightly bound, crystalline arms waved wildly, her slender waist
twisting and turning. Her pearly white teeth clenched tightly on the gag, silver threads
dripping from beneath the bright red gag, exuding an aura of debauchery. Her beautiful eyes, like black pearls, were now filled with
fear. Her delicate brows were furrowed, and her long, beautiful black hair was spread out in the black void.
A golden hairpin engraved with a mythical beast pattern clung tightly to her hair
.
The scarlet blood-red rope constricted her entire body, bulging out her beautiful flesh. Hanling knew this was a
terrible outcome. Struggling for so long had yielded no progress; she didn't even know where she was.
Anger and regret surged within her once more.
"Father will definitely come to save me," Hanling thought, her hope rekindling. She began
to struggle and roll again.
Just then, the faint black mist in the space suddenly condensed into two strange devices. One
black device had two suction cup-like objects, about the size of her breasts.
The bottoms of the two suction cups were connected to two black tubes that converged into one tube, the other end of which
connected to the void. The other machine also had two circular components, each about one
meter in diameter. Strange ropes were tied between the two wheels. The sides of the discs had grooves through which the ropes passed,
forming a locked pulley system. The ropes were covered with numerous irregular black protrusions.
Upon seeing the two devices, Hanling suddenly shivered. Her red lips turned pale, and she trembled uncontrollably
. She guessed what these two things were for and struggled to move away from them.
But at that moment, the black matter in the entire space suddenly solidified, forming a black, sealed chamber in an instant.
Gravity suddenly appeared, and Hanling fell to the ground like a worm, writhing helplessly.
Looking at the two devices on the ground, tears streamed from her beautiful eyes as she shook her head weakly.
The blood-red rope binding Hanling's legs suddenly melted away. Hanling was initially delighted, but in the next instant
, she was drawn to the second device. Her long, white-stockinged legs were inexplicably separated by a force, digging into
the black rope that had been a meter above the ground.
"Ugh!" Hanling's pretty face flushed red, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she immediately tried to lift her feet, but two streams
of black mist reappeared at her feet, instantly transforming into black shackles. With a "click,"
they fixed Hanling's slender ankles, wrapped in white silk, to the ground.
"Ugh!" Hanling's face was red as she tiptoed, trying to escape. The black rope digging into her private parts was extremely
uncomfortable. She desperately tried to endure it, the black chains rattling loudly as she struggled, but how could flesh and blood fight against
metal? Her legs were now bound to the ground, with no possibility of escape.
Due to gravity, the black rope pressed quite deeply into Hanling's private parts. Hanling was now forced to stand on the ground,
her pink robe falling down, obscuring her beautiful figure. Only at the end of the robe could one vaguely see
her ankles, wrapped in white silk, tightly bound by black chains. Her lotus feet kept tiptoeing, trying to relieve the pressure on her private parts.
At this moment, a wisp of black mist appeared on the ceiling of the dark chamber, transforming into a black rope that
connected to her tightly bound arms. It then pulled upwards forcefully, the pressure on her back
forcing Hanling to bend over, her upper body almost parallel to the ground. Silver threads
continued to flow from her lips, her slender arms rigidly bound. She tried to twist her arms
, but could only manage a slight tremor.
Suddenly, the black rope began to move, spinning rapidly along two rings. With each rotation,
the protrusions on it brushed against Hanling's delicate private parts, covered in white silk.
"Ugh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ugh!" Hanling cried out in a sudden, seductive voice. She was no longer the
arrogant young lady she once was; now she was a helpless woman, like a lamb fallen into the jaws of wolves.
No matter how strong she usually was, she now revealed her vulnerability.
"Waaaaah, stop! Stop! I order you to stop!" Hanling felt waves
of stimulation coming from her private parts, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and she couldn't utter a single word, only meaningless sighs.
A series of whimpering sounds emanated from her mouth as copious amounts of silver threads slid down her gag, her long hair cascading around her body.
The clanking of chains echoed repeatedly, each a desperate attempt to escape this hellish torment.
Intense stimulation assaulted her mind, making it difficult to think clearly. She struggled
to concentrate, constantly surrounded by the hellish pleasure. Fine
beads of sweat appeared on her skin, her exposed skin flushed. She writhed in agony, repeatedly rising on her tiptoes and
retracting her arms, as copious amounts of silver threads dripped from her mouth. Even
the energy constantly circulating within her body... Hanling's eyes were filled with humiliation. She was the second young lady of the Ye family in Mo City! Who had dared treat
her like this before! Not even the slightest disrespect was tolerated. But now, she was no longer a young lady; she
was like a fish on a chopping board, unable to escape this terrifying hell.
Her eyes held resentment, fear, humiliation, and anger, but these were quickly overwhelmed by intense pleasure.
Her slender waist writhed, a torrent of stimulation washing over her. She was completely unable to control her actions
. In this square, enclosed room, there wasn't a single crack to escape through.
"Waaah! Waaah! Oh! Waaah!" Tears began to
stream unconsciously down Hanling's face. Her beautiful eyes rolled back, and her cries were reduced to meaningless sobs
.
Another device, seemingly sensing that the time was almost up, slowly rose and attracted Han
Ling's delicate body. The two suction cup-like components spontaneously adhered to Han Ling's breasts,
melting the clothes covering them into black mist. Then, several tiny black tentacles emerged from the device, wrapping around
her glistening breasts. Some even teased her nipples, and some even branched out into smaller
tentacles that burrowed into Han Ling's nipples, stimulating her nerves inside.
"Ugh?! Ugh! Ugh! No! Stop! No! No! No!!!!"
Hanling, still somewhat conscious, instantly felt this new stimulation and immediately began to twist her body, trying to break free from the
two suction cups. However, these two suction cups were firmly attached to her breasts, greedily ravaging her proud
peaks. Waves of stimulation washed over her, and finally, Hanling's eyes rolled back as she reached her climax. The energy within her body
instantly turned into turbulent currents.
At this moment, the machine on her chest exerted an astonishing suction force. Hanling felt incredibly uncomfortable, constantly
twisting and whimpering, her saliva flying out continuously. Meanwhile, the energy and essence within her body began to slowly
move towards this point.
"Ugh! What!" Hanling forcefully concentrated, desperately trying to get the energy within her body
circulating again, especially her essence, which was the foundation of a cultivator. If it were stolen or absorbed, that
person would become useless, just like Wu Qi.
"Waaaaah!" Hanling cried out loudly, trying to regain her source, but to no avail
. Her source, now deprived of energy protection, was pulled out in a long thread, along with the chaotic energy within her body, and
sucked into the machine.
"Ugh!" Hanling was truly terrified now. If her source disappeared, her fate wouldn't be any better than Wu Qi's
. But no matter what she did, she couldn't restore the energy. At this moment, both the energy and her
source within her body were slowly leaving her, accompanied by powerful stimulation.
"Ugh!" Another wave of powerful stimulation hit, once again shattering Hanling's spirit. She
could only bend over, her buttocks raised, enduring the endless torture of the black ropes and "suction cups." Her status as a young lady could
n't save her; she was now just an ordinary woman, her eyes rolling back, tears streaming down her face. Her body was constantly resisting
the stimulation while simultaneously experiencing orgasms. Her constant tiptoeing had become a mechanical action. From the
woman admired and dreamed of by the city's young men, she had become like this. Tears streamed unconsciously down her
flushed cheeks.
In the dark, secret room, no one knew Hanling was there. The ceaseless machine echoed with her cries,
the rattling of the chains never ceasing, and Hanling was like a cog in this machine, embedded within it.
"Waaaaah! Waaaaah! Waaaaah!" Wave after wave of climaxes followed. Without
change, it wouldn't be long before Hanling lost her consciousness, completely abandoning her humanity and identity,
becoming a mere tool.
Chapter 3: Mutation. Wu Qi lay on the ground, gentle energy flowing from the black book, repairing
the damage to his body. Under the continuous healing of this gentle energy, Wu Qi's wounds began
to heal at a visible speed. His injured internal organs repaired rapidly, and the wounds on his skin quickly
scabbed over and fell off. Strands of his essence flowed from the black book, repairing Wu Qi's already shattered essence.
The energy of the essence continuously enveloped Wu Qi's already disintegrated essence, slowly causing it to show
signs of recovery. You must know, this was a project that Wu Qi had tried for a long time without success. However, at the same time,
a black and white mixed energy secretly sneaked into his essence while Wu Qi was unconscious.
"Where is the young master?" Qiu Shui returned home with the medicine but found no trace of him.
She silently reflected on her negligence; the thief had clearly used a diversionary tactic, and she had fallen
for it. She was now filled with dread and determined to find the young master!
After a long search, Qiu Shui finally found Wu Qi unconscious on a plain outside the city.
Her face paled, and she immediately checked his breathing. Relieved to find he was breathing well,
she breathed a sigh of relief, but was also puzzled. She clearly saw a large pool of blood on his clothes, yet
his body was completely unharmed, even in better physical condition than before.
Though confused, Qiu Shui quickly suppressed her doubts and carried Wu Qi back to her house. While
Wu Qi was still unconscious, Qiu Shui removed his clothes and used a towel mixed with warm water infused with the medicinal herb to
thoroughly clean his body. Qiu Shui noticed that the black book on Wu Qi's body was gone, and
he secretly drew a conclusion about why Wu Qi had been attacked this time.
After wiping the blood off her body, she changed Wu Qi into clean clothes and helped him
to bed. Seeing Wu Qi's calm brows, Qiu Shui rested her chin on her hand, a smile blooming on her lips. She
didn't care whether the young master could recover or not; she only hoped that he could live a peaceful life like this
. Qiu Shui thought to herself, lost in thought.
………………………
“Hoo!” Wu Qi suddenly woke up, only to find himself in bed, dressed. He was
filled with confusion. He clearly remembered losing consciousness during
his battle with Han Ling, yet here he was, his limbs intact, and not even injured. He clearly remembered suffering
severe internal injuries during his battle with Han Ling, but now he felt healthier than before. He even sensed an
energy dormant in his dantian.
"Energy!" Wu Qi exclaimed in surprise. He quickly checked his own source energy and discovered that his
previously shattered source energy was now covered with wisps of unfamiliar source energy. These wisps were using
themselves as a binder to reunite Wu Qi's original source energy.
Seeing this, Wu Qi fell into deep thought. The source energy is the most crucial part of a cultivator; even
a crack in it is a significant matter, let alone sharing one's source energy with someone else to heal. This source
energy certainly didn't come for free. "Could it be Qiu Shui?"
he wondered, then called out to her. Qiu Shui was outside and, hearing Wu Qi's call, immediately
appeared before him.
"Young Master? Is there anything you need?"
"Qiu Shui, um... what happened to me?"
Qiu Shui then recounted what had happened to Wu Qi. After listening, Wu Qi's brows not only didn't relax
, but furrowed even deeper. His memory wasn't wrong; he had indeed been beaten by Han Ling. However,
he still had no clue where this mysterious source and energy came from. But at this moment, he suddenly remembered his
Black Book, and that he seemed to have awakened something before he fainted. But when he examined it carefully now,
he found that nothing had been added.
"By the way, Qiu Shui, do you know where my black book is?"
"That black book? Hmm… I didn't see it when I brought you back. Qiu Shui suspects it was
taken by the person who injured you. By the way, young master, do you remember who injured you?"
"Ye Hanling?" The name flashed through Wu Qi's mind, but he quickly ruled out that she was the one who took the book. He
knew that someone of Ye Hanling's status wouldn't stoop to fighting him. However, he had no idea that Ye Hanling was currently
imprisoned within his black book, and that his energy now belonged to her.
Enjoying Ye Hanling's energy and essence, he was completely unaware that she was still struggling in that hellish place. He
realized he couldn't reach a conclusion, so he gave up asking and chose silence.
Seeing Wu Qi's silence, Qiu Shui bowed slightly and gracefully left the room.
"In short, the restoration of the source is a good thing." Seeing Qiu Shui leave, Wu Qi sat cross-legged and continued cultivating
his technique, the *Golden Scale Technique*. This technique, a third-stage Xuan-rank technique, was a closely guarded secret of his family.
He circulated the energy within his body along his meridians repeatedly, stimulating more unfamiliar sources of energy to appear
near his own. His body also began to continuously absorb the free-floating energy of heaven and earth.
"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!" In the black chamber, the suction on Ye Hanling's breasts suddenly
increased dramatically, drawing in large clumps of her surrounding flesh. Ye Hanling threw her head back, screaming in pain, countless
strands of silver hair sliding down her cheeks, tears streaming down her face.
"Waaaaah! No! Don't!"
Wu Qi continued cultivating, unaware that his every move was pushing a beautiful young girl into an even more terrifying hell
.
Time flew by, and two months passed in the blink of an eye. During these two months, Wu Qi concealed
the fact that his strength had been restored. Every day after buying medicine, he would return home and cultivate day and night. Finally, at
the end of the first month, he re-condensed his source energy. In fact, due to the addition of unfamiliar source energy, his
source energy was even larger than before, vaguely about to rise from the fifth grade, eighth level to the fifth grade, sixth level. It should be known that improving one's source energy
is extremely difficult. Even at the seventh grade, advancing one level is a rare opportunity, and he
was currently at the fifth grade.
At the same time, something happened during this month: Ye Hanling, the second young lady of the Ye family, went missing. The head of the Ye family even
offered a reward for anyone who could find her. However, two months passed, and there was still no trace of Ye Hanling
. Many people even went to Wu Qi's residence to question him about Ye Hanling's whereabouts, but when they learned that Wu
Qi was a "cripple," they all smiled and shook their heads and left.
The disappearance of the second young lady of the Ye family is now a major event in the entire city of Mo. For ordinary people, this is the best
news possible, since Ye Hanling herself was incredibly arrogant, always acting superior because of her power
. Now that she's missing, the people are happy to have some peace and quiet. However, the powerful figures are quite nervous.
Wu Qi, through two months of arduous training, has recovered to the sixth level of the second stage of the Yellow Rank, almost reaching his
previous level. This makes Wu Qi very happy, but at the same time, he wonders if Ye Hanling's disappearance is really
related to him. After all, this unfamiliar origin and unfamiliar energy are indeed very strange coincidences. But then
he shakes his head, telling himself not to be a fool. Ye Hanling might have offended a powerful figure and been
taken away.
Meanwhile, in the dark, secret chamber, Ye Hanling's beautiful eyes were devoid of light, filled only with despair. She
continued mechanically, repeatedly rising on her tiptoes and trying to break free. The machine on her chest, after the first month, was already
producing milk. The black mist in the space constantly repaired her, maintaining the activity of her muscles and preventing them
from atrophying. It also kept her body clean; any impurities that appeared were assimilated
by the black mist. Within this black mist, she didn't need to eat, and her sanity was preserved, ensuring she always remembered
her identity and didn't succumb to depravity. The black mist also ensured her nerves wouldn't adapt to excessive stimulation.
Such stimulation kept her body as sensitive as when she first entered, preventing her from sleeping.
The black mist forced her awake, draining her energy. Her life force
had been completely depleted by the end of the first month, leaving her feeling utterly hopeless. The black rope's rotation
never ceased for those two months, accelerating to twice its normal speed whenever Wu Qi practiced, causing her to scream and struggle frantically.
This device turned her into a tormented soul in hell. She broke down and cried countless times,
but when it ended, everything remained the same, with no end in sight. The endless stimulation followed her relentlessly. She wanted to succumb
to becoming a sex toy, but the black mist forced her mind to stay alert, subjecting her to endless torment. She
had experienced mental breakdowns before, but the black mist would quickly restore her sanity. She could only maintain her consciousness, enduring this
endless hell.
Ye Hanling stared at the black wall before her, feeling the relentless stimulation, whimpering incessantly,
tears streaming down her face once more.
Chapter Four: Cultivation "Hanling hasn't been found for two months. What happened?" At the Ye residence, Ye Sheng was
frantically thinking. Ye Hanling was a genius girl of the Ye family, having already reached the sixth
level of the first stage of array formation at such a young age. She was currently one of the best in Mo City, comparable only to Wu Qi a few years ago at the same age
.
Cultivation is a great opportunity, requiring far more effort than ordinary people. Before the first stage, there is a body-refining
phase. Many ordinary people remain in the body-refining stage their entire lives. Only those with talent, or those who have awakened their innate essence,
can ultimately embark on the path of cultivation.
The Origin is divided into nine grades, each grade into nine ranks, which can be simply called the upper, middle, and lower ranks.
The attributes of the Origin are ever-changing, and everyone has a different Origin. The Origin determines a person's abilities and talents.
Different Origins have different focuses. For example, Hanling's Origin gives her a talent for deducing formations
. Many people on the Xuanling Continent have studied what the Origin is, but those results are all
from the inner sect books of major sects and are difficult for ordinary people outside to obtain.
The Xuanling Continent is vast, and even though cultivators can move at extremely high speeds,
the continent's boundaries have not yet been discovered. However, areas with human activity have been surveyed and recorded.
Beyond these countries lies a desolate wasteland, where even a royal-level cultivator risks death if they venture alone.
Over time, cultivators have come to regard that outer region as a desolate wasteland, calling the currently discovered area the Xuan
Domain. Generally, all cultivators reside in the Xuan Domain, although some demonic sects may
establish their bases in the desolate wasteland.
The Xuan Domain is home to numerous demonic beasts, cultivators, and ordinary people. The demonic beasts also have their own nations, but they generally
exist as alliances formed by mountain strongholds and tribes. Wars frequently erupt between these alliances over territory. However,
many demonic beasts and humans also share deep friendships, exploring hidden treasures together. Some demonic beasts even transform into human form, hiding beneath
the territories of cultivators. Due to the inherent conflict between the two sides, they generally conceal their demonic beast identities. There
seem to be other humanoid creatures beyond the domain, but these are merely descriptions by wandering poets; no one knows for sure if they are
true.
Although the official hierarchy classifies cultivators and demonic beasts according to the four stages of Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow, the unofficial classification of cultivators
generally uses four combat power levels: Emperor, King, General, and Soldier. The biggest difference between this and the official system is that the official system
is based on cultivation realm, while the unofficial system is based on combat power. Someone might have a low cultivation realm but high combat power;
such a person is often a level stronger than the official one in the unofficial hierarchy.
Legend has it that above the Emperor level lies the Supreme Emperor level, but no one knows for sure. The only record mentions
a Purple Emperor on the Xuanling Continent three thousand years ago, who disappeared while defending against an invasion of extraterrestrial creatures.
At this time, Wu Qi's combat strength should be at the lower level of the Soldier level, a level most cultivators can
reach in their lifetime. Generally, reaching the General level allows one to become a city lord, and reaching the King level allows
one to control a small kingdom. The Supreme Emperor level is extremely rare in the Xuan Domain, and those who reach it are usually referred to by titles
. For example, Wu Qi's country, the Haogu Kingdom, is named after the Haogu Emperor of the Xuan Domain, and he himself
is the behind-the-scenes leader of the Haogu Kingdom. There are only twelve publicly known Supreme Emperors in the Xuan Domain, with Emperor
Yexiu of the Central Imperial City being the strongest. Many others are leaders of demonic sects.
The level of a cultivation technique determines a person's cultivation speed and energy circulation speed, thus affecting their combat
strength.
Wu
Qi continued to cultivate cross-legged on the bed, while Ye Hanling in the black book cried out in agony,
large tears streaming down her face.
Three more months passed. Wu Qi's cultivation level gradually stabilized, while Ye Hanling once again
endured three months of relentless torment in the lonely black hell. Now, Ye Hanling could no longer control her tears
; she had lost all hope. Even though her mind remained clear, she resigned herself to her fate, feeling
the endless hell before her. The Ye family seemed to have given up searching for Ye Hanling, but rumors circulated
that Wu Qi was involved.
Wu Qi also noticed that his cultivation speed had recently become stagnant, slowly stabilizing at the second stage, ninth level
. A major realm is divided into nine stages, and he seemed to have reached the bottleneck of the second stage, so he made a new plan
.
Within his undetectable spiritual sea, the energy emanating from the black book weakened considerably. This was because
Ye Hanling had become a cripple after the source disappeared, her only remaining function being
to help Wu Qi store reserve energy through her already cultivated dantian, but no longer able to help him improve his cultivation. However, due to the absorption of the source
, Wu Qi's cultivation speed was now much faster than before.
"It's time to go out," Wu Qi thought. He planned to tell his mother and Qiu Shui,
then secretly leave. After all, the disappearance of the second young lady of the Ye family and his sudden recovery of cultivation were hard to
ignore.
"Young Master, you've recovered your cultivation?" Hearing Wu Qi's words, Qiu Shui was both surprised and delighted. She immediately told him...
Wu Qi told his mother, Murong Qing, that he had recovered.
Murong Qing, dressed in a long black robe, possessed eyes like spring water and was a stunning beauty. She looked at Wu Qi tenderly
, her eyes welling with tears. "That's wonderful, Qi'er, you've finally recovered… You've just recovered and you're already
going out to train? Isn't that too hasty?"
"Mother, I've reached a bottleneck in my cultivation. I plan to go out and seek opportunities," Wu Qi said,
bowing to Murong Qing.
"Should Qiu Shui accompany you?"
"No need. I prefer to go alone. I'll return when the Xuanhao Sect recruits again. This time,
I won't fail again!" As he spoke, Wu Qi gritted his teeth.
Murong Qing smiled gently at Wu Qi's expression, then with a wave of her slender hand, a money pouch appeared
before him.
"Buy some equipment. You need to be well-equipped before going out. There are 500 gold coins here, which I
've been saving to buy you medicine. Now that you're better, I'll give you the rest of the money all at once. Qi'er, see
what you want and go buy it."
"Okay!" Wu Qi looked at the smiling Murong Qing in front of him, his eyes reddening. After his original essence shattered,
even his father immediately ignored him, while his mother still insisted on believing that he could recover.
This coldness of human relationships moved Wu Qi deeply.
"Then, your son is off." Wu Qi knelt down again and kowtowed to Murong Qing, then left the Wu family mansion,
bought weapons, and went to the nearby Purple Cloud Mountain.
However, he didn't notice that a figure saw him buy weapons and followed him out of the city.
"Young man, don't walk so fast." A charming voice came from behind Wu Qi. Wu Qi was stunned, then
immediately turned around and took out the yellow-rank weapon, the Fish Scale Lock, which was tied to his waist.
"Little brother, what are you doing running so fast..." A seductive figure suddenly appeared in front of Wu Qi
, her large, alluring eyes fixed on him. Long, jet-black hair cascaded down her forehead
, flowing from her eyes to her full breasts. Her curvaceous body was encased in a tight-fitting black snakeskin armor. Two
black, claw-like metal plates extended from her armpits, covering her ample bosom.
Black shoulder pads covered her shoulders, and black combat boots concealed her slender ankles.
A ring of black armor encircled her hips, hiding her private parts. Between her chest and hips,
only the snakeskin armor offered protection, but the almost bare skin of the black snakeskin accentuated
her sexy allure.
Two armor plates extended from her waist, protecting her thighs, while her long, beautiful legs were
encased in dense black and gold silk. Her long, beautiful legs, clad in black stockings, shimmered in the sunlight, causing Wu
Qi to involuntarily swallow hard.
"Who are you?!" Wu Qi asked calmly.
"Well… I just saw that your weapon is quite nice, little brother. Would you be willing
to exchange it for my wolf-tooth whip?" the black-clad woman, Mei Yemei, asked with a charming smile.
Wu Qi, gazing into her alluring eyes, felt a momentary daze and was about to agree when he suddenly snapped back to reality and angrily exclaimed,
"You vixen! You actually tried to seduce me!"
Mei Ye's beautiful face furrowed slightly as she saw Wu Qi break free of her charm, but then she smiled again.
"Young Master Wu Qi, everyone in Mo City knows your essence is shattered. Do you still think you're that
favored young master from your family back then?" Then her smile vanished. "I don't know why you came outside the city,
but don't be stubborn. Let me tell you, even a few years ago you weren't my match. Now,
you'd better hand over your weapon obediently to avoid further suffering."
Wu Qi inwardly bitterly regretted his actions. He had spent all his money on this one weapon, but he hadn't expected to attract
the attention of villains. He absolutely couldn't lose his weapon, and besides, the other party didn't know his strength had been restored, giving them
an opportunity to take advantage.
After thinking for a moment, Wu Qi, still looking angry, glared at Mei Ye and said, "Then come on!" "
You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup!" Mei Ye's icy expression instantly transformed into a smile, her alluring eyes constantly
glancing at Wu Qi, who felt waves of mental shock wash over him.
"Ah!" A black whip shadow appeared out of nowhere, striking Wu Qi's right hand, which held the fish-scale lock.
Wu Qi cried out in pain, but still pretended to be outmatched. From the fight, he realized that the woman in black before him was at
the third level; if he wasn't careful, he might not be able to defeat her.
"Strange, isn't Wu Qi supposed to be crippled? How can he withstand so many moves?" Mei Ye wondered to herself
, but the joy of gaining the upper hand dispelled her doubts.
"Go!" Mei Ye shouted, and the black whip, like a venomous snake, struck Wu Qi's chest. If
he hadn't recovered, this blow would have either killed him or crippled him.
"Vicious woman," Wu Qi cursed inwardly. He could easily dodge the attack, and at the same time,
he saw Mei Ye's opening. Taking advantage of this opening, he immediately ducked and, to Mei
Ye's horror, swung his fish-scale lock. The long chain whistled through the air and struck Mei Ye's snow-white neck
. While the attack wasn't fatal due to Mei Ye's third-stage cultivation, it was enough to incapacitate her.
Mei Ye knelt on the ground, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You...you've recovered?"
Then, a dark glint flashed in her eyes. "I knew it! How dare you carry so much money alone?"
A mocking smile then appeared on her lips before she smiled again and begged Wu Qi for mercy.
Wu Qi, realizing she now knew his secret, was pondering how to deal with her when he saw
Mei Ye's slender figure, beautiful face, glistening red lips, and alluring, watery eyes. Suddenly, a surge of
lust rose from the depths of his mind, and he briefly lost consciousness.
Mei Ye, seeing Wu Qi seemingly lost in thought, pulled a smoke bomb from her pocket, intending to escape.
However, just as she was about to throw the small bomb, a red rope suddenly tightened around her neck,
suffocating her. In an instant, her slender hand reached forward to pull on the red rope, but the rope suddenly...
The hands that came to help were tightly wrapped together at the wrists, and spontaneously tied a knot in the middle to
secure it.
"You... what are you going to do!" Mei Ye looked at Wu Qi in fear. Wu Qi had raised
his head again, but two flames appeared in his eyes, one black and one white. Slowly, the black flames took over, and
Wu Qi said, "Of course, I'm going to keep you."
"Keep... keep you!" Mei Ye was startled. She immediately bent her beautiful legs, trying to leave, but a
red rope appeared again, tightly binding her slender ankles, which were covered in black stockings. Mei Ye
stumbled and fell to the ground. Looking at Wu Qi who was approaching, Mei Ye twisted her body, her alluring eyes filled with fear, and
twisted backward.
"You! If you dare to do anything to me, our Night Gang will not let you get away with it!" Mei Ye retreated little by little, her
smooth black stockings covered in dust, and her alluring eyes glared angrily at Wu Qi.
"It's nothing," Wu Qi replied. Then two more blood-red ropes appeared. One wrapped around her armpits,
miraculously passing through the gaps in her armor, tightly binding her full breasts. Then it ran along the base of her arms,
binding her two jade-like arms together tightly. The other rope slowly
climbed up her long, black-stockinged legs, digging tightly into her flesh. Soon, her long, beautiful legs became uneven, making one want
to play with them.
"You...you're not Wu Qi...who are you?" Mei Ye asked, her teeth chattering as she looked at the approaching Wu Qi
.
"Me?" A look of confusion crossed Wu Qi's face when asked his name. "I think I have a boss… I
think they all call me Musician? No… hiss… I don't remember…"
Then, a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes. "Enough, stop talking."
"Wait… Waaah!" Mei Ye was about to say something when she lost her voice. A black gag
suddenly appeared in her mouth, clamping down on her teeth. Her alluring eyes anxiously signaled to Wu
Qi.
"Enough, you should go back into the book," Wu Qi said impatiently, looking at
the beautiful body struggling on the ground before him. With a wave of his hand, a black book appeared.
"Waaaaah? What? Inside the book?" Mei Ye's eyes were filled with confusion. She saw a black book
appear before her. Turning to the second page, Mei Ye suddenly cried out. On the first page, she saw a
stunningly beautiful woman in a pink robe and white silk stockings, but her eyes were filled with despair. She was bent over, standing inside a machine.
Wasn't this the second young lady of the Ye family who had been missing for five months?! "Waaaaah! Could this book be a magic weapon?" Mei Ye wondered to herself. But soon, she 　　struggled
desperately , because she saw her delicate body being gradually sucked into the paper and represented as a drawing 　　. 　　"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!" Mei Ye's alluring eyes were filled with fear as she looked at Wu Qi, constantly 　　whimpering. Her long, beautiful legs struggled, and her body twisted and turned, trying to pull herself 　　back. 　　But it seemed that the part that had become part of the painting could never leave again. She could only watch helplessly as her delicate body was 　　gradually and completely devoured. Finally, with her constant shaking of her head and whimpering, her last part also became 　　part of the painting. 　　At this moment, on the second page, a bewitching woman stood upright, a black gag between her red lips, her alluring 　　eyes filled with fear. A strand of long hair fell down her alluring eyes, her slender jade arms were bound behind her back, and a black 　　snakeskin armor accentuated her proud figure. The hard black armor protected her all over, and her 　　legs, clad in black stockings, were unevenly bound by red ropes, becoming one with the painting. 　　Then the book closed again, shrank, and flew back into Wu Qi's body. 　　Wu Qi regained consciousness in an instant, only to find that the woman in front of him had disappeared. 　　"Damn it, she escaped." Wu Qi said angrily. He felt that he must have been seduced by Mei Ye again. 　　Thinking that his strength might be exposed, he could only hide in the mountains, wanting to improve himself more quickly. 　　Wu Qi left, unaware that a broken black whip remained on the ground, seemingly telling 　　a story. 　　Chapter Five: Mei Ye. Also in the black void, Mei Ye suddenly appeared, her entire body 　　bound tightly with red ropes. Her full breasts were almost bursting out, but fortunately, the snakeskin armor was highly elastic, only making her appear 　　more sexy. Her full breasts trembled slightly with struggle, exuding allure. 　　Her two long, slender legs, clad in black silk, twisted up and down repeatedly, achieving nothing but smooth friction. Her 　　long, slender legs were pressed together, unable to separate. 　　A strand of hair slipped from the corner of her eye, and her sensual lips, 　　with their pearly teeth, were tightly gripping a black gag. Her captivating eyes now showed anxiety as she twisted her body, emitting 　　meaningless whimpers. 　　Mei Ye tried to circulate her energy, but found it difficult to do so. She was probably in no 　　better shape than an ordinary woman. 　　"Ugh..." Mei Ye's eyes were filled with resentment. Could this be her final fate 　　? 　　Just as she continued to struggle, the black energy in the space instantly condensed, transforming into a dark, secret 　　chamber. She fell to the ground, unaware of the unfolding events, when suddenly she saw two devices appear. 　　Mei Ye was no ordinary person; how could she not know the purpose of such devices? Mei Ye's 　　face paled, her alluring features filled with anxiety. Her hands, bound behind her back, frantically searched for the knots to untie, but 　　no matter how her slender fingers groped, she couldn't find them, as if the ropes were naturally formed. 　　Seeing the machines appear, Mei Ye grew even more anxious. Even her smooth, white forehead was covered in a fine layer 　　of sweat, and silver threads slid down her gag. Unconsciously, she let out anxious whimpers. 　　The ropes binding Mei Ye's smooth, jade-like legs suddenly disappeared. Just as she was about to rejoice, she was drawn to two pulleys 　　. 　　"Luckily, I still have my armor," Rose thought to herself. And indeed, the black rope, though high...

The high heel pressed deeply into her private parts, but thanks to the armor protecting her inner thighs, she felt no
stimulation.
Just as she felt a sense of relief, she suddenly felt a chill on her body. Puzzled, she looked down
and discovered that her leather armor, along with the inner armor, had disappeared from her body. In its place,
an armor rack had appeared, and her armor was neatly placed on it. At the same time, a sharp
stimulation followed. She looked down with difficulty and found that, apart from a pair of black stockings, she
was now completely naked. Her snow-white body was exposed, and her snow-white breasts were trembling slightly. Her well-
trained body had not an ounce of excess fat, like a work of art.
Her boots were gone, and she stood on the cold ground, barely covered by a thin layer of stockings. Just as she tried
to lift her foot, two shackles appeared, locking her feet. She
could only tiptoe, attempting to reduce the stimulation, but this was futile. The black rope tightly bound
her private parts, her cheeks flushed, her eyes rolled back slightly, but she still tried to press the rope down with her hands.
Then, another rope appeared above, binding her slender arms and tightening, making
it difficult even to move her hands. She tried to break free, but the rope deep inside her only intensified the stimulation, causing
her face to flush and her eyes to roll back.
Suddenly, the rope around her began to spin rapidly, the elastic shaft lashing
against her delicate private parts. Mei Ye struggled frantically against the chains, swinging her arms,
and copious amounts of semen dripped down her body.
"Waaaaah! Waaaaah! Waaaaah!"
The clattering of chains echoed in her ears, her long, slender legs in black stockings tensed taut. As Mei Ye continued
to moan and her eyes rolled back, another set of machines began to operate.
Mei Ye suddenly felt a chill emanate from her proud breasts, followed by what seemed like several small
tentacles playing with her delicate nipples, one even penetrating them. This stimulation
was unbearable for Mei Ye, and she immediately ejaculated, reaching orgasm.
However, the machine's operation didn't stop. Just as the energy within her body was becoming chaotic during her orgasm, a tremendous
suction force came, drawing away her energy and essence.
"
Waaaaah
? 　　Waaaaahh
...　　　　　　Wu 　　Qi cautiously made his way through the mountains. His goal was to fight the mountain monsters and 　　break through his own bottleneck through combat. Along the way, he encountered many monsters, but he also noticed something strange 　　: his own energy seemed to be twice its normal reserve. When facing the Ling Snake, he initially thought it would be 　　difficult to defeat it, but to his surprise, his energy recovery rate far exceeded 　　his output. Only after using about a third of his energy did his energy begin to decline noticeably 　　. 　　"Ugh..." In the black chamber, Ye Hanling gasped softly, silver threads dripping from her skin. 　　The machine that had been attached to her breasts suddenly increased its absorption speed, causing Ye Hanling to cry out in pain. Fortunately 　　, it was finally over. Thinking of this, a trace of fear remained in Ye Hanling's eyes. 　　"Ugh... Daddy... Mommy..." Those seemed like distant memories. Her long, slender legs, covered in white silk stockings, remained straight and upright. The black rope swept past rapidly, and she 　　trembled and groaned incessantly, like 　　a wound-up toy . 　　Wu Qi pushed aside a clump of branches and began to venture deeper. 　　A black-gold tiger suddenly appeared. Wu Qi grabbed the fish-scale lock, and a chain, like a golden dragon 　　, attacked the tiger. This was a second-tier black-gold tiger; although it might require some effort, it posed no real threat. 　　The black-gold tiger pounced with its claws, leaping upwards. Wu Qi used the fish-scale lock to bind its massive body, pulling it aside. 　　Its body slammed heavily into a tree. 　　Simultaneously, before the black-gold tiger could react, Wu Qi pulled three fine iron throwing knives from his pocket and pierced 　　the tiger's eyes. In an instant, blood gushed to the ground, and the black-gold tiger's massive body lost its strength, collapsing 　　to the ground. 　　Wu Qi stepped forward and retrieved the Black Gold Tiger's claws and fangs. With some refinement, these could be used to create 　　a weapon comparable to a Yellow-grade magic weapon, which he estimated could fetch a good price back in the city. 　　He drank two mouthfuls of the Black Gold Tiger's blood to invigorate his yang energy, then immediately ventured deeper into the mountains. 　　… 　　Meanwhile, a spirited female warrior, accompanied by a group of guards, her black hair flowing, wearing golden 　　armor, rode the Cloud Steed, rapidly heading towards the mountains outside Mo City. 　　"Quick! We must capture that born demon, otherwise the Mo family will be unreasonable!" 　　the girl on the Cloud Steed shouted. "Hurry! We can't let her escape again!" 　　"Yes!" the guard beside her replied, accelerating even further towards Mo City. 　　… 　　Meanwhile, outside Wu Qi, as he ventured deeper into the mountains, a malevolent gaze fixed upon him. 　　Chapter Six: Innate Demon Seed 　　The grass rustled slightly, and in Wu Qi's field of vision, a small red-tailed fox seemed to be leaping about. The 　　fox's fur was the color of blazing fire, like a dancing flame; it was like a fire spirit, 　　leaping among the grass. 　　"It's a Fire Spirit Fox!" Wu Qi suddenly exclaimed excitedly. The Fire Spirit Fox was a Yellow-rank demon beast, but its rank was very low, 　　usually only at the Yellow-rank level one. Its only skill was escaping, and because this kind of demon beast...

Both are treasures, and its heart's blood is the main material for the Profound-grade Fire Spirit Staff, making wild Fire Spirit Foxes extremely
rare. This has led to an incredibly high price for Fire Spirit Fox materials, and catching an adult Fire Spirit
Fox can yield nearly ten thousand gold coins.
Seeing the Fire Spirit Fox, a glint of greed flashed in Wu Qi's eyes. He had once read a book about how to capture
a Fire Spirit Fox and, with the help of his weapon, he felt he had a good chance of obtaining this fortune.
Wu Qi crouched low and slowly approached the Fire Spirit Fox in the distance. However, it seemed to have been discovered. The Fire Spirit Fox raised its head,
sniffed around, and then ran off into the depths of the mountain. Just when Wu Qi thought he was even more lost, the little
fox stopped, tilting its head, as if waiting for something.
Seeing this, Wu Qi continued to crouch and follow the little fox. However, after getting close enough, the little fox
seemed to notice him again and took off running. This continued, with Wu Qi walking and stopping, gradually moving further and further away from Mo Cheng.
Blinded by greed, he didn't realize anything was amiss.
The little fox ran and stopped, but the distance between them did indeed shrink. After nearly three days of
following, Wu Qi's tired eyes were bloodshot. He was now only a hair's breadth away from the little fox; just one more pass and
he could capture it. At this moment, his heart was completely consumed by greed,
oblivious to the fact that he was far from Mo Cheng and that if something happened, he might not be able to return.
The little fox finally stopped. Wu Qi grabbed the chain at his waist, ready to shoot, but at that moment,
the red fox suddenly vanished. Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves, illuminating the ground covered in
lush green vegetation. The little fox that had been there had disappeared before his very eyes.
Wu Qi felt a chill run down his spine. Not far away, a stunningly beautiful woman suddenly appeared. Her figure was alluring and
sexy, exuding a languid charm. Even from a distance, Wu Qi could still see her
deep, captivating eyes, like the ocean. Her red lips were slightly parted, revealing pearly white teeth. Her jet-black hair reflected a bright luster
, cascading down her back. Two white jade hairpins adorned her head, their delicate beauty resembling a crescent moon.
Every movement of this woman was seductive, yet also evoked a deep sense of pity, a desire to protect her.
She stood languidly before Wu Qi, a delicate fan in her exquisite hand, dressed in a magnificent
feather robe and light gauze. The outer edge of her feathered robe was trimmed with red and gold auspicious cloud patterns, while the inner lining was exquisitely
white, adorned with pale yellow phoenix feather patterns. The soft robe enveloped her sensual figure,
her waist slender and delicate, her full breasts like small mountains. A sheer veil draped over her body, enveloping
her curvaceous figure, adding to her allure in a hazy, ethereal way, making her appear like a fairy.
The edges of the magnificent robe were decorated with lace-like auspicious cloud patterns, and her slender, jade-like hands emerged from her shoulders, pure white and translucent like mutton-
fat jade, her long, slender, and glossy fingernails sparkling.
The feathered robe barely covered her thighs, revealing her incredibly long and beautiful legs. Her snow-white, translucent
legs were flawless to the naked eye, like the purest crystal in the world—
full calves, slender ankles, and delicate jade feet. She stood gracefully on the grass, her radiant body seemingly
glowing with a spiritual light. Her flawless white feet made one wonder
how she had gotten there.
Wu Qi was momentarily stunned, but a cool breeze swept through his mind, bringing him back to his senses .
Then, he saw the previously hidden details.
Large, fluffy red ears stood erect atop the unreal woman's head, trembling slightly. White
down grew inside the ears, and three enormous, fiery red tails stretched out
behind her, their fur fluffy yet shimmering with light, indicating the flow of powerful energy within them.
Seeing Wu Qi break free of her control, the woman was slightly startled, but her bright eyes still sparkled. She smiled
, her jade-like fingers pointing slightly. In an instant, Wu Qi's eyes became glazed over again, and he stood
there, mesmerized, staring at the beautiful woman.
The woman covered her red lips with her hand, giggled, and waved her hand,
releasing a wisp of translucent white gas from Wu Qi's mouth.
This white gas was a man's vital essence, its importance beyond words. Just as the essence was about to leave, a
sudden change occurred. Wu Qi suddenly regained consciousness. His pupils first became one black and one white, then white
filled his eyes, before turning amber.
"Hmm?!" The woman uttered a soft, questioning sound, a sound like celestial music, mesmerizing.
She raised her jade-like hand again, intending to cast another spell on Wu Qi, but this time Wu Qi attacked first.
The fish-scale chain, like a serpent, coiled around the woman's slender waist, then suddenly tightened. The woman let out a soft
moan, but just as Wu Qi was about to retract the chain, it slipped off on its own and returned to his hand.
Looking at the woman's waist, her crimson feathered robe showed not a single wrinkle, making Wu Qi wonder
if anything had actually happened.
The woman's eyes showed impatience as she looked at Wu Qi. This time, her three tails spread out, like a
peacock's tail, the enormous fox tails seemingly obscuring the view. A terrifying aura emanated from her body. Her red lips parted
slightly, and a line of fire shot out from her small mouth. The fire was fast, but Wu Qi found himself
unable to dodge it. His entire body was overwhelmed by the immense pressure, unable to move an inch.
Wu Qi could only watch helplessly as the fire pierced through his body, as if passing through a layer of foam,
and then, accompanied by excruciating pain, he lost consciousness.
Within the sea of consciousness, the two opposing forces of black and white energy, which had been constantly balancing each other, suddenly paused.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the black energy surged forward, instantly engulfing all the white energy within the sea of consciousness and transforming it into a single, twice-
sized black energy that hovered above the black book.
Seeing Wu Qi faint, the woman didn't choose to directly absorb his essence. She
was extremely curious about why this man could resist her charm; as a low-level soldier, he was worthy of investigation.
With a wave of her jade-like hand, Wu Qi's body slowly levitated and flew in front of her. Her
beautiful eyes stared at Wu Qi with interest, her spiritual power transforming into sharp spikes, attempting to pierce his spiritual sea. But
just then, her red ears twitched, and her previously languid expression instantly turned serious.
*Whoosh!* In an instant, a sword grazed her delicate body, yet not a drop of blood fell. The severed
body gradually dissipated like a wisp of mist.
A woman in golden armor suddenly appeared before Wu Qi. Her hair was tied in a neat ponytail, her long, black
hair flowing freely. Her eyes were narrow and full of heroic spirit, her beautiful pupils like black pearls. Her red lips were slightly pursed, but her eyes held
a hint of joy. A
solid golden armor covered her vital points, and through the gaps in the armor, a sliver of snow-
white soft armor could be barely seen.
Her lower body was clad in a golden battle skirt that hugged her rounded hips, and her long legs were encased in a pair of footed boots
. Between the golden battle skirt and the leg armor, white silk soft armor protected her, and even just looking at the white
silk armor suggested the woman's smooth skin.
"Tao Rui! You've fled all the way from the Imperial City to here; you have nowhere to retreat!" She didn't even glance at the unconscious
Wu Qi on the ground, raising her sword to strike again.
Tao Rui's figure was still nowhere to be seen, but her silvery laughter could be heard in the woods. She gripped
her golden sword tightly, her beautiful eyes constantly scanning the entire forest.
Chapter Seven: The Snipe and the Clam Fight
Wu Qi lay unconscious on the ground, his entire body bearing only a small, finger-thick wound. The edges of the wound were charred black, and not
a drop of blood flowed out. The scorching, terrifying flames had completely destroyed the cells on the surface of Wu Qi's skin. The immense heat
had even roasted the fresh flesh on both sides of the wound to a semi-cooked state. If nothing unexpected happened, Wu Qi
should truly be dead at this moment. However, streams of pure energy emanated from the black book .
"Ughhhhh!" Mei Ye cried out in pain, her alluring eyes half-closed. She also felt
the increased suction on her breasts, and it seemed that something else was being absorbed. A strange emptiness appeared within her body. Ye Hanling felt the same way; a sense of emptiness, along with a profound 　　feeling of weakness,
appeared within her . 　　She trembled incessantly, emitting wanton moans, her beautiful eyes wide and lifeless. She panted heavily 　　, her seductive groans escaping her lips, and her love juices dripped continuously, forming a small 　　puddle on the ground. 　　As life energy was injected, Wu Qi's wounds began to heal. However, the two 　　general-level experts currently engaged in battle were unaware of his abnormality; both knew he was nearing his end. 　　"Clatter, clatter, clatter," a series of synchronized hoofbeats rang out, and a squad of golden-armored warriors riding Cloud Steeds caught up 　　. With a synchronized neighing, the warriors dismounted, and amidst the clanging of metal 　　, all forty-nine golden-armored warriors formed a peculiar formation, each soldier holding a strange 　　object. 　　The silvery laughter continued unabated, but abruptly ceased once the formation was complete. The golden-armored woman's 　　face darkened, and she shouted, "Quick! Don't let her escape again!" 　　The densely packed golden-armored soldiers were all at least at the sixth level of the soldier rank, each one far stronger than Wu Qi. 　　As they steadied themselves, the strange objects in their hands began to emit a white light. The white light slowly shone, 　　and the surrounding scenery suddenly distorted, transforming into a spacious cave. Tao Rui was at 　　the end of the cave, but a hazy white light now obscured the entrance, making escape impossible for her. 　　"I have never offended the Mo family in the slightest, yet you relentlessly pursue me. Do you truly believe I am easy 　　to bully?" Tao Rui's face was cold, her melodious voice tinged with anger and resentment. 　　"That's not up to you. Our Mo family has ordered us to capture you alive," Mo Lan said in a sweet voice. 　　"Surrender obediently, and I won't take your life!" 　　"Heh, the Mo family's superiors." A dark glint flashed in Tao Rui's beautiful eyes, but then they became incredibly bright 　　. "This concubine will not yield." 　　"Demon! How many lives have you taken along the way? Our Mo family has already shown you the greatest mercy by not taking your life, and 　　you still dare to resist?!" A golden-armored soldier suddenly spoke up. 　　"Annoying." A hint of annoyance flashed in Tao Rui's eyes. She raised her slender hand, and a blazing fireball condensed 　　, shooting towards the soldier. However, as soon as the fireball appeared, it was illuminated by a white light, and by the time it reached the golden-armored soldier, 　　it was weak enough for him to easily extinguish it. 　　"Tao Rui! Mo Qianxing anticipated your refusal to surrender and specially taught us the Demon-Trapping Formation. Even 　　a King-level expert's combat power would be affected within this formation, let alone a mere General! Obediently come back with us 　　!" another golden-armored soldier shouted. 　　A flash of anger crossed Tao Rui's eyes. Outside, she could easily crush such noisy ants, but 　　here, her combat power might truly be suppressed to the Soldier level, a terrifying prospect for her. 　　Her face paled slightly as she looked at the surrounding soldiers, a cold smile appearing on her lips. 　　"Want me? Fine, then come on." 　　She sneered, and then, visible to the naked eye, streaks of energy shimmered on her crystalline body. She was furious 　　that all those attacks were merely to lower her guard so they could unleash the formation at the last moment. 　　The light emanating from her body grew increasingly intense. 　　"Tao Rui! How dare you!" Realizing Tao Rui's intentions, Mo Lan felt a sense of foreboding. Both anxious and angry, her delicate body 　　trembled as she brandished her golden sword and flashed in front of Tao Rui. 　　On Purple Horn Peak, a piece of rock suddenly slid down the mountainside, followed by the shaking of the rock walls. Then, a beam of white light 　　pierced through the rock wall, blasting a dark cave in the hard cliff face. 　　Inside the cave, white light burst forth with an aura of destruction, radiating outwards. Wherever it touched, everything 　　shattered; the rock walls turned to dust, and the golden-armored soldiers closest to her 　　were vaporized without even a scream. 　　"Damn it!" Mo Lan cursed inwardly, simultaneously activating the "Elemental Protection" spell maintained by her golden armor.

"This is a huge loss!" Her beautiful brows furrowed, her teeth clenched, and she channeled her inner energy, desperately trying to defend
against the white light.
Wherever the white light reached, everything crumbled. The self-immolation of a general-level expert had a tremendous
impact on this place. The rock walls gradually turned into rubble and then dust, and flesh and tissue were instantly burned away.
Even Wu Qi, who had been slowly repairing himself, turned to dust in an instant.
Dense cracks gradually appeared on the fish-scale lock, and soon, the fish-scale lock also turned into metal fragments.
Cracks also began to spread on Mo Lan's golden armor, but at a much slower rate. Mo Lan's eyes revealed heartache;
this Xuan-rank golden armor was something she had spent a fortune to forge, and she never expected it to shatter in this battle.
"Damn it," Mo Lan cursed inwardly.
The white light gradually faded, leaving behind a huge spherical cavity. The ground was now littered with shattered, strange parts
and broken golden armor. The Lianyun Steed outside had been vaporized from the start. Mo Lan's golden armor was covered in spiderweb-
like cracks, almost completely destroyed. Her long legs were weak, and she was only able to
support herself by inserting her golden sword into the ground. Pieces of golden armor peeled off her body, revealing her snow-white torso and gel-like
skin. Her ink-black hair had somehow become disheveled, cascading down like a waterfall, exposing her bare, snow-white shoulders
. Her heroic face was filled with exhaustion, as if she would collapse at any moment.
But at this moment, her beautiful eyes seemed to burn with fire, glaring fiercely into the distance. In the distance, Tao Rui's feathered robe
remained undamaged, but she lay helplessly on the ground. Her exquisite body, weakened by the burning of her cultivation level, offered no
resistance. Mo Lan knew that if she went now, she could capture Tao Rui, but she had exhausted
the last bit of strength in her body, barely supporting herself with her longsword. Her legs felt like cotton. Just
as she thought this, the golden longsword finally gave way, shattering into golden fragments. Mo Lan,
having lost her support, groaned and collapsed to the ground, her beautiful body sprawling. If a villain had come at this moment, he
could have captured the two general-level experts without breaking a sweat.
Tao Rui lay on the ground, her red and white feathered robe and black hair covering her exquisite body. She had initially
shown grief upon seeing that Mo Lan was not dead, but then a glimmer of hope ignited within her. Mo Lan, meanwhile, was also seizing the time to regain
her mobility.
Just as the two beauties were straining for their next move, they failed to notice a small black book
quietly floating where Wu Qi had been.
The book floated silently, its ancient black cover seemingly radiating an unusual light. Strands of
celestial energy slowly began to condense on its surface. The internal mechanism of the book increased its power, and Mei Ye and Ye Hanling
struggled painfully, drawing life energy at an even greater intensity.
Gradually, the power increased, and strange phenomena appeared all around. The two beauties lying on the ground also noticed
the black book. Their eyes were filled with doubt, but they remained unable to move. The debris scattered on the ground was gradually
sucked into the black book, turning into finer dust.
A fierce wind arose, and the strange material debris, stone fragments, and even all the broken golden armor and the
golden sword fragments, all became part of a tornado around the black book, simultaneously annihilating into even more fragmented pieces.
Soil, energy, dry trees—almost all inanimate objects were drawn upwards.
Tiny substances continuously recombined, slowly forming a male body. As the tornado dissipated,
"Wu Qi" reappeared before the two women.
Chapter Eight: Picking Up the Corpse
. Upon Wu Qi's reappearance, disbelief and a hint of apprehension flashed in the two women's beautiful eyes.
After all, they were now just vulnerable women; if this man harbored
ill intentions towards two beautiful women, they would be in danger.
Moreover, he had just been reborn using a magical artifact—a secret best kept to a minimum. Now that they
had witnessed his secret, the outcome would be extremely perilous.
"Young brother, could you please help us capture this monster? If we succeed, the Mo family of the Imperial City will surely
repay you handsomely." Mo Lan preemptively asked in a sweet, melodious voice, yet also powerful and resolute. She
first stated her Mo family identity, indicating that she had no interest in the magical artifact, while also serving as a threat.
As one of the three great families of the Imperial City, few in the Xuan Domain dared to touch them.
"Hehe..." A mocking laugh rang out, coming from Tao Rui, who was slumped on the ground. "What a joke!
Does your Mo family keep its word? I bet by the time you get to the Mo family, or even before you recover your strength, this young man's
treasure will have changed hands."
"You... what do you mean!" Mo Lan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she asked angrily.
"What else can I say? Of course, I'm just telling the truth. Poor me."
"What a joke! You harmed civilian soldiers and stole their vital energy, that's a fact!" Mo Lan shouted.
Tao Rui pouted, about to retort, but was interrupted by a male voice.
"Sure, I can help you."
"What!" Tao Rui's face paled. She struggled to move her slender limbs, her pretty face filled with
disbelief. She tried to lift her delicate hand, but failed.
Mo Lan was secretly delighted, it seemed the other party was frightened by her Mo family identity. At the same time, she shouted, "Then hurry up
!"
"How do I capture her?"
Mo Lan was taken aback, then her slender hands took out a golden rope from her inner armor.
"This is the Demon-Binding Rope. When a demon is bound by it, it can automatically prevent it from reverting to its original form, thus maintaining its human
appearance. Although this one is not a demon, as a born demon, she will still be restricted by this rope." "
What is a born demon?" Wu Qi asked.
"This is not something you should know," Mo Lan replied, "if you don't want to..."
The golden rope was thrown beside Wu Qi. He bent down slightly to pick it up and came to Tao Rui's side.
Tao Rui, like a fairy fallen to earth, silently lay on the ground, without saying a word, her eyes full of sorrow.
Wu Qi touched Tao Rui's skin, which was as smooth and delicate as jade, like a piece of fine gemstone. His
fingertips glided across her tender skin, and Tao Rui's body trembled slightly, but she still bit her lip, a hint of tears welling in her eyes.
She looked pitiful, evoking endless pity.
"Don't fall for her charm!" Mo Lan shouted. Wu Qi shrugged, loosened the ropes, and was about to step forward
.
Tao Rui's delicate body trembled slightly, looking incredibly pitiful, but Wu Qi didn't hesitate at all. Her fair
skin was rosy and incredibly tender. Wu Qi tightened the golden ropes along her exposed skin.
The golden ropes sank deeper and deeper into her smooth, white skin. At such close range,
Wu Qi could smell a faint fragrance. The ropes tightened her skin, creating an uneven, shimmering surface.
Her jade-like skin was tightly bound together. Her arms were restrained behind her back by Wu Qi, tightly
bound together with the golden ropes. Even her slender fingers were firmly fixed in place by the golden ropes, unable to move.
"Hmm... Young brother, you've tied me up so tightly... Are you afraid I'll escape?" Tao Rui chuckled,
her eyes sparkling. She hadn't given up hope yet, and she transmitted her voice to him.
"I also have a magic item that can restrict the flow of a cultivator's magic power. What do you think, young brother?"
Wu Qi was secretly delighted, immediately understanding Tao Rui's meaning. He nodded secretly, but his hands didn't
stop moving at all. The golden rope wrapped around her firm breasts, and with a tight pull on both sides, the two jade rabbits almost
burst out of her feathered robe. Tao Rui blushed and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Young brother, please keep an eye on my qi gates for a moment, and I'll transfer the magic item out of my body."
Tao Rui saw that Wu Qi was also a lustful man, and she felt much more at ease. She wasn't afraid of dealing with this type of person. As long as Mo Lan's interference was removed
, dealing with him would be a very simple matter.
Golden ropes wound up her long, bare legs, tightly binding her slender ankles
together. Her thighs and other joints were also firmly imprisoned by the golden ropes. She tried to move her legs, but
could only move them as a single unit. Her jade-like legs and feet were also tightly bound together by the golden ropes. At this moment,
her entire body was bound into a single piece of flesh, and she could only writhe on the ground, emitting soft moans
.
Tao Rui was using him, but he was also using Tao Rui. He had left an opening, but he had also
left a small trap there.
Mo Lan lay to one side, feeling her energy slowly recovering, and her heart gradually calmed down, while
still cursing her bad luck in this mission.
"Here..." Tao Rui threw out a black, glowing collar from her body, telling Wu Qi to hurry over there.
"So what should we do now?" Wu Qi walked back, pretending to ask.
"We need to rent another carriage and then return to the Imperial City," she replied.
"But I don't have time to go to the Imperial City."
"Don't worry, the Mo family will give you enough reward." Mo Lan said disdainfully, while also noticing Wu
Qi approaching. "Back off! Don't come any closer!"
"What did you say? I can't hear you." Wu Qi asked, feigning confusion.
"Damn it, I knew it." Mo Lan's eyes flashed with anger as she saw Wu Qi approaching. Of course, she
wasn't completely unprepared; at least her long rest had given her the ability to launch another attack.
Mo Lan waited patiently for Wu Qi to get closer, and when he was less than five meters away, she swung her hand,
unleashing a golden sword aura at him.
"Luckily, I caught Tao Rui." Mo Lan thought to herself, thinking that once she recovered, she could take
Tao Rui back to the Mo family. "You ignorant brat."
The golden sword aura struck Wu Qi's body, shattering into fragments of golden light before Mo Lan's horrified eyes.
"How...how could this be!" Her lips were pale, trembling slightly, her delicate body twisting on the ground, trying to retreat
. "You...you don't come any closer! You lowly ant! You...you can't come any closer! The Mo family won't let you get away with this
!"
As clever as she was, how could she not realize Wu Qi's intentions? Mo Lan's healthy body twisted on the ground
, trying to leave, but she was too exhausted to even stand up.
In Mo Lan's horrified gaze, Wu Qi placed the black collar around her snow-white neck.
"Do you know what you've done?!" Mo Lan touched the black collar on her smooth neck in disbelief
. The black collar emitted a strange energy, suppressing the slowly recovering energy within Mo Lan's body. At this moment, Mo
Lan was no different from an ordinary woman; she had lost the ability to resist.
"How dare you..." Mo Lan's clear voice trembled slightly. She gasped for breath, her slender fingers frantically
searching for the collar around her neck. However, she had no chance to remove it herself; her efforts were futile
.
The black collar stood out starkly against her tattered golden armor and snow-white inner armor, exuding a
sense of depraved sin. Her slender fingers continued their search, her long, beautiful legs retreating further.
"You actually negotiated with the demons! They won't let you off easily!" Mo Lan gritted her teeth, speaking hatefully
. "Take it off now, it's not too late!"
Wu Qi shrugged, his hands caressing her delicate body. As her body trembled slightly, pieces of tattered
golden armor were peeled away. Mo Lan gasped, pushing away Wu Qi's hands and retreating, but even
so, she couldn't stop her body from being fully revealed.
"You!" She bit her lip, her face flushed, a hint of fear flickering in her once-heroic eyes.
One hand covered her full breasts, the other her private parts, a sinister black collar adorning her snow-white neck
.
"You... what do you want to do!" Her tone softened, her eyes darting around.
Without her power, she was no longer a general; she was just a weak woman.
Her heart was filled with humiliation. When had she ever had to grovel before such an ant? A surge of resentment overwhelmed her. Just an hour ago, she could have easily wiped out 　　an entire swarm of such ants. But now... her eyes were filled with humiliation. Her
slender 　　figure, now freed from the protection of her armor, resembled a lamb at the feet of a lion. Her upper 　　body was covered by a snow-white bodice, her flat stomach exposed, her slender arms trembling, her eyes filled with...

Gan, biting her lip with her silver teeth, her slender waist and long legs encased in snow-white soft armor, further accentuated
her purity. Her delicate jade feet were also encased in soft armor, the thin white material making her long, beautiful
legs even more alluring.
Tao Rui silently watched Mo Lan's predicament, inwardly amused. At the same time, she tried to use
some of her accumulated power to break through the demon-binding rope. She had Wu Qi leave a point for her to break through,
and after finally accumulating enough energy, she pushed her magic power out from that point. However, the magic power she pushed out was like a mud ox
entering the sea; correspondingly, the demon-binding rope tightened on its own, rendering her previously struggling body
immobile. Her limbs were as if welded together, and no matter how much she
struggled like a fish, it was to no avail.
The ropes binding her breasts only worsened the situation. Her breasts, already nearly bursting out of her clothes, were further
tightened, causing them to rip through her garments. Her fair, rounded breasts were constricted, the base turning an unhealthy red,
and her overall size seemed to have increased.
"Ah!" Tao Rui screamed in agony. She didn't understand why things had turned out this way. Her joints had been suddenly tightened
, and she could only writhe helplessly on the ground. Her garments were disheveled, her white veil scattered; she had become
someone else's prey.
Hearing Tao Rui's scream, Wu Qi knew it was over. He slowly conjured a black rope in his hand and
approached the immobile Mo Lan lying on the ground.
"You! What are you doing!" Mo Lan screamed, retreating frantically. But powerless, she was no match
for Wu Qi's speed. Wu Qi easily grabbed her. Mo Lan twisted and turned, even trying to
bite him, but to no avail. Wu Qi easily dodged, using a black rope to bind her upper and lower arms
together. He wrapped it twice, then pulled in the middle, welding her upper and lower arms tightly
together amidst Mo Lan's screams of pain.
"Untie me!" Mo Lan shouted hatefully, flailing her fused arms. Wu Qi
quickly bound her other arm tightly as well. Now, Mo Lan could only flail her
joined arms, her beautiful eyes filled with hatred as she glared angrily at Wu Qi.
"You'll regret this! The Mo family won't let you get away with this!" she said, struggling to stand up,
but the result was cruel. Without her hands, how could she be a match for Wu Qi? Wu Qi easily
flipped her over, then pressed her long legs together, her heels pressed tightly against her
firm, round buttocks.
"You...you dare!" Mo Lan realized what was about to happen. Her pretty face was filled with humiliation as
she shouted angrily, "I'll kill you! How dare you treat me like this?!"
"What wouldn't I dare..." Wu Qi casually shrugged, then conjured another black rope, wrapping it around
her slender ankles, which were covered in thin white armor, and then forcefully wrapping it around her long thighs. Her beautiful
legs struggled, but were held together. He added another rope between her legs and tightened it.
Mo Lan screamed again. The black rope had now sunk into her snow-white skin,
making it impossible for her legs to separate again.
Wu Qi did the same to the other leg, and soon Mo Lan's second long, beautiful leg was also tightly bound
together. She could only flail her "short" limbs, constantly threatening, but she was still slowly
losing her freedom.
Wu Qi picked Mo Lan up; she felt very light. Mo Lan was like a lump of flesh,
helplessly writhing in Wu Qi's hands.
"Let me go! You lowly ant!" she cried out.
"What is a demon seed?" Wu Qi still asked his question; he had too many questions to ask.
"Hmph." Mo Lan sneered.
"Fine, you'll tell me sooner or later anyway." Wu Qi didn't care.
"Hmph." Mo Lan still sneered, "You'll never get one."
Wu Qi didn't care, conjuring a strange device in his hand—a gag from Earth
. He placed the gag near her mouth. Mo Lan clenched her teeth, and Wu Qi immediately decided to pinch her nose with his hand.
Unexpectedly, she bit down directly, but only a metallic sound was heard before Mo Lan collapsed to the ground in pain,
writhing constantly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Qi shoved the gag into her mouth.
"Wait, wait... ooh... ooh ooh ooh!" Mo Lan's fragrant tongue tried to push the gag out, but with
Wu Qi's pressure, the gag grew larger and larger, until even her small tongue was suppressed and unable to move. Her entire
mouth was filled with the huge gag, her white teeth biting down on the black gag. At this moment, her beautiful eyes almost
spit fire. She cried out excitedly, shaking her head constantly, seemingly trying to shake off the gag. Her
face was full of humiliation, and it was clear from her expression that she was in great pain. Her bound hands kept trying to
find the gag, but due to its length, they could not reach it.
Mo Lan's pretty face flushed red, her expression filled with humiliation, and she whimpered angrily and excitedly. The once powerful general was now
reduced to a lump of flesh that could only struggle and groan. Two streams of tears flowed down Mo Lan's cheeks.
"Waaaaah!" Mo Lan continued to cry out urgently to Wu Qi, seemingly very anxious, but
her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible if one did not listen carefully. Wu Qi paid no attention, and
a black dog chain materialized in his hand. Then, to Mo Lan's disbelief, he attached the chain to her collar.
"Waaaaah!" Mo Lan shook her head frantically, letting out excited and sorrowful cries, constantly backing away, trying
to leave, but Wu Qi held onto the chain, making it impossible for her to move.
"Waaaaah." Mo Lan shook her head helplessly, tears streaming from her humiliated eyes. Her
cries were tinged with sorrow. This was a general-level expert, the strength of a city lord, yet she was
being toyed with like this by an ant. Her proud pride couldn't bear this humiliation. Tears streamed down her face.
She hated the man before her; her eyes were filled with hatred, and she had no doubt that she would kill
him at the first opportunity.
Wu Qi forcefully grabbed Mo Lan and dragged her to Tao Rui, who was still struggling in pain on the ground.
Rui was both anxious and angry. Seeing Mo Lan, who was already standing on the ground, tears streaming down her face, shaking her head and making
whimpering noises, she seemed to see her own future reflected in Mo Lan's.
"I can give you treasures, I can help you get beauties, please spare me! I
swear!" Tao Rui said anxiously, twisting her delicate body, her heart pounding with tension. "I only want you," Wu Qi said, refusing to accept Tao Rui's conditions. A 　　black gag
slowly materialized in his hand . 　　"Is there anything else you want to say?" 　　"Please! Spare me, I can give you everything you want." Tao Rui opened her 　　large, watery eyes and said sadly, her voice filled with sorrow. 　　Wu Qi coldly watched Tao Rui struggling on the ground. He knew that she could 　　kill a level six expert with a flick of her wrist before, but now she was so humble, just for freedom. 　　"Alright, then I can let you go." 　　"Really... Waaah... Ugh! Waaah? Waaah!" Taking advantage of her moment of relief, Wu Qi shoved the gag completely 　　into her cherry-like mouth. In her surprised and astonished gaze, he slowly inflated the gag, 　　pressing it down on her tongue, leaving her only able to let out soft moans. Tao Rui's face flushed crimson, and she too 　　cried out anxiously. Wu Qi flipped her over, his hands tracing her shapely, smooth, and slender 　　legs. As she twisted and struggled, he pressed her calves tightly against her thighs, arching them back. At the same time , 　　a black rope materialized in his hand, wrapped around her long thighs, and then tightened it forcefully. The black rope was embedded in 　　her beautiful legs, secured with another rope in the middle, and with a final, desperate pull, accompanied by Tao Rui's miserable groan, her legs were 　　firmly bound together. 　　Tao Rui lay on the ground, writhing and groaning softly, her slender waist twisting and 　　turning, her feathered robes disheveled. Wu Qi then used black rope to bind her three large, bright red, furry tails, which 　　flapped incessantly, now appearing as if they were tied together. Wu Qi grabbed Tao Rui's hair, 　　tied a rope to the end, and then folded her large tails back over her smooth back, tying them together with her hair 　　. Her head was forced back due to the pulling, and Tao Rui cried out in pain, letting out muffled groans 　　. Ying's pearly teeth clenched around the black gag, seemingly wanting to say something but unable to utter a word. She 　　struggled in agony, while Wu Qi took out a black rope and threaded it along her slender, writhing waist 　　, passing it through her fiery red tail. With a sharp pull, Tao Rui cried out in pain, her waist trembling 　　violently as if electrocuted, followed by continuous panting. Her chest rose even higher, and she was forced to 　　arch her snow-white neck in agony, slightly twisting her tightly bound body, emitting muffled groans. 　　Wu Qi conjured a collar as well, and under Tao Rui's utterly humiliated and furious gaze, placed it on her neck. Then, 　　he used a black chain to connect it to Mo Lan's slender ankles, which were covered in white nail guards. 　　Wu Qi walked forward, patted Mo Lan's head, and amidst her humiliated groans, he raised the chains in his hand, 　　dragging Mo Lan along. Mo Lan, on all fours, reluctantly fell to the ground, resulting in Wu Qi dragging two 　　large, writhing limbs forward. 　　The two beautiful women writhed on the ground, emitting weak moans, their hearts filled with humiliation and 　　fear of the future. 　　Chapter Nine: Descending the Mountain 　　Dragged by Wu Qi, Mo Lan shook her head in humiliation. Her eyes, which should have been full of heroic spirit, were now filled with 　　hatred and humiliation. Her limbs, connected like rods, moved incessantly, twisting and turning, trying to 　　break free of their restraints. 　　A black book slowly emerged from his hand. Wu Qi's face wore a strange expression. The two beauties, 　　seeing the book, were puzzled, their beautiful eyes filled with doubt and fear of the unknown. 　　"Waaaah!" Mo Lan let out an angry groan at Wu Qi, who was pulling her. Wu 　　Qi didn't say anything, just sneered. The book opened on its own, two snow-white pages flipped over, and the open 　　black book stood up in mid-air, flying to Mo Lan and Tao Rui. There were two blank pages on it. Tao Rui and Mo Lan 　　looked at Wu Qi in confusion, wondering what he wanted to do. 　　In an instant, a tremendous suction force emanated from the blank pages. Mo Lan's expression changed slightly, her pupils contracted, and her pearly white 　　teeth clenched tightly around the black gag. She struggled incessantly, her joints grinding against the ground as if trying 　　to fix herself to the earth and rocks. Strands of gray smeared her soft, white armor. Her tender flesh tried to hold 　　herself still, but to no avail. 　　She continued to be pulled closer to the book amidst cries of doubt and fear. Her beautiful eyes widened, her gaze filled with uncertainty, and she emitted incoherent moans 　　. Silver strands of hair fell, and her black hair flew wildly. 　　"Ugh!" Mo Lan looked at Wu Qi, her eyes like sharp knives, fixed on him as if she 　　wanted to tear a piece of flesh from him. She struggled unwillingly and humiliatedly, constantly emitting whimpering 　　cries. Her delicate body was slowly dragged by the powerful suction, and no matter how hard she struggled, she ultimately came into contact with the pages 　　. 　　"Waaaaah! Let me go! Now!" 　　Mo Lan's head, twisting and swaying, entered the book first, transforming into an exquisite portrait. The surprise 　　and resentment in her eyes were frozen in this moment. Her pearly white teeth bit down on the black gag, and strands of silver thread slid down the corners of her mouth. 　　The crystal-clear feeling of the silver thread was vividly reflected on the pages. Her long hair, which was originally a ponytail 　　, was broken into messy strands in Tao Rui's self-destruction earlier. Her black hair fluttered. Then, her twisting body slowly entered the book 　　, first her chest, then her waist, then her buttocks. Her body twisted and writhed violently, as if there was something terrifying in the book 　　. There were no more cries from Mo Lan, only Tao Rui's anxious and confused whimpers. 　　"Don't rush, it'll be your turn soon." A rope connected to Mo Lan's 　　slender ankle, which was wrapped in white silk, was being dragged along the ground. Bound like a human stick, Mo Lan twisted and 　　struggled, making whimpering noises. Her beautiful eyes looked at Wu Qi and Hei Shu with suspicion, while also watching 　　Mo Lan gradually turn into a picture.

"Waaaaah! Waaaah!" Tao Rui shook her head incessantly. How could she have wanted to enter such a thing? She
didn't even know what it was. How could she allow herself to enter such a magical artifact? As a former general-level expert,
she was now being made so pathetic by a mere soldier-level warrior. A trace of resentment and humiliation slid from the corner of her eyes.
Tao Rui's pair of alluring and deep eyes, like the deep sea, looked at Wu Qi with pleading eyes, making her incredibly pitiful.
Her snow-white gauze dress was covered in dust from being dragged on the ground. Bound together, Tao Rui looked
like a fairy in distress, helplessly looking at Wu Qi.
"Don't try to seduce me anymore. You'll only excite me more." Wu Qi glanced at Tao Rui, looking
at this helpless, bound beauty, admiring the occasional trembling of her delicate body and her slight twisting
and struggling.
Mo Lan's white-stockinged feet twitched incessantly, her long, beautiful legs, though immobilized, continued to writhe,
yet she slowly entered the pages, transforming into a beautiful drawing. Her twitching toes finally reached
the page, and the former general-level expert, Mo Lan, appeared on the book in such a humiliating posture, her arms and
legs bent backwards, like a lowly female dog on a blank page. Yet, the details
and textures were as if painted by the world's finest master, every single detail meticulously rendered. Even through the paper, the resentment and humiliation in her spirited eyes were palpable. 　　The rope snapped. A black rope was depicted on Mo Lan's feet in the drawing; as the suction disappeared, the entire 　　paper, like a knife, sliced the rope in two. "Ugh..." Tao Rui
, filled with doubt and uncertainty 　　, looked at Mo Lan, now a drawing on her left, 　　a hint of fear of the unknown flashing in her beautiful eyes. 　　A powerful suction force came again. Tao Rui shook her head, her sexy body writhing incessantly within the rope-bound garment 　　. The gauze dress, trimmed with gold, its pale red and snow-white hues concealing her alluring figure, added a touch of 　　hazy sensuality, while the pale gold auspicious cloud patterns highlighted her nobility. 　　Tao Rui had never imagined that she would escape one danger only to fall into another. She twisted her 　　sexy body in defiance, emitting soft moans that could make anyone's bones tingle. Her panting breaths reached Wu Qi 　　's ears, her fiery red tail seemingly wanting to sway, but trembling weakly under the restraint of the rope. Tao Rui gathered 　　a sliver of energy, attempting to break free of the demon-binding rope's seal, but each attempt only tightened the rope, causing 　　her to groan in pain. Her alluring eyes were half-closed, a trace of pain revealed within them as she 　　looked at Wu Qi with a pitiful expression. 　　"Waaah!" Amidst Tao Rui's sorrowful gaze and incessant panting moans, her sexy body gradually transformed 　　into an image within the book. She watched resentfully as her form vanished, and slowly, finally, her 　　beautiful eyes, filled with sorrow and resentment, also became an image, frozen on the page. 　　The suction disappeared, and on another page, a peerless woman with three fluffy red tails and 　　two fiery red, furry ears appeared. Her delicate body was tightly bound together. She wore a magnificent white gauze dress, 　　black and gold ropes binding her delicate form through the gossamer-thin fabric. Golden auspicious cloud 　　patterns added a touch of sanctity, yet only served to accentuate her debauchery. Her long, smooth thighs were 　　firmly fixed together, her jade feet crystal clear, like works of art. Her exquisite face was filled with sorrow and 　　resentment, humiliated and depicted on the page. 　　Wu Qi closed the book, looked at the ruins before him, sat cross-legged, and the black book automatically closed, 　　transforming into a black stream of light that shrank smaller and smaller until it returned to Wu Qi's body. 　　… 　　Wu Qi didn't know what had happened. In his memory, he seemed to have been 　　pierced through the body by a beautiful woman with a line of fire, but when he checked his body now, he found everything intact, 　　in excellent condition, even better than before. This puzzled him greatly. 　　"What happened?" He couldn't help but look at the part of his body that had been pierced by the fire line in his memory. His skin 　　was like white jade, without the slightest damage, and faintly emitted a pale golden light. All these 　　strange phenomena puzzled him. 　　Wu Qi checked his cultivation level and was almost startled. He didn't know 　　when, but his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds to the fifth level of the third stage. Now, when he tried to cultivate again, he found that the original bottleneck 　　no longer existed, and cultivation was incredibly smooth. 　　Now that the bottleneck was gone, Wu Qi's purpose in coming out was no longer there. However, the only thing that 　　embarrassed him was that he was completely naked, without a single piece of clothing covering him. 　　"If I go back like this, I'll be considered a pervert..." Wu Qi thought to himself, but just as the thought crossed his mind 　　, two black beams of light emanated from his body, covering his naked body and simultaneously transforming into a 　　black outfit. He was startled by the sudden change, and with a thought, the black outfit 　　melted away like flowing water, revealing his naked skin again. 　　Wu Qi then summoned clothes and put them on. Although filled with doubt, 　　he walked down the mountain, only to find that he had no idea where he was. 　　"Uh... I think I'm lost..." Wu Qi thought awkwardly. 　　Chapter Ten: Mo Lan's Placement 　　Mo Lan appeared in a black void. Black ropes tightly bound her curvaceous 　　body, and a sinister black collar gripped her velvety white neck. Her 　　spirited face was filled with surprise and uncertainty. She didn't know where she was. Her limbs were bent and connected 　　, and she twisted her body in humiliation, trying to break free of her restraints. 　　"Ugh... so close." Mo Lan thought. The so-called restraints weren't actually very tight. After Mo 　　Lan struggled a few times, the ropes began to loosen. 　　Feeling her upper and lower arms move slightly, a hint of joy appeared on Mo Lan's face, while 　　the humiliation in her eyes burned like a raging fire. 　　"This lowly scum dares to humiliate me like this! When I get out, I'll kill him!" Mo Lan's white...

Her pearly teeth clenched tightly onto the black gag, silver threads sliding down her cheeks as she thought viciously. But her immediate priority was
to escape her restraints. She twisted and turned, her slender fingers writhing and groping.
After a while, the black space instantly solidified, transforming into a black chamber. Unable to float any longer, Mo Lan
fell to the ground in a disheveled state, her hair disheveled, her expression one of humiliation. She let out a helpless groan, her long eyelashes trembling slightly
as she struggled to stand up, unaware that several strange devices were coalescing behind her.
What coalesced was a device resembling a treadmill, but unlike others, this treadmill
was at nearly a 60-degree angle to the ground. Below it was a curved black device, on which were
three tendrils resembling those of the Southern Kingdom, one the thickest, the other two gradually thinning out.
The "treadmill" had four slots at both ends, the size of which corresponded perfectly to Mo Lan's tightly bound
upper and lower limbs. Although called "in-place," these slots were actually protrusions from the treadmill's surface
, like small water tanks.
Similarly, a breast pump still floated on one side. Hearing a strange sound behind her, Mo Lan
turned around in confusion, her pupils instantly contracting. She desperately ran in the opposite direction, but the secret room was only so big.
She could only helplessly bump her joints against the hard black wall, occasionally turning back to look at
the equipment that had inexplicably appeared there in fear.
"Ugh! What...what a joke!" Mo Lan shook her head repeatedly, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief and intense
humiliation. The equipment emitted a strange suction force, and even though Mo Lan tried her best to control her body,
she was still slowly pulled onto it.
Mo Lan's forearm joint first got stuck in the top groove, which was fixed at
the top of both sides of the treadmill. With two clicks, Mo Lan's upper arm was engaged in the groove. At the same time,
the black groove seemed to melt, and black liquid flowed out, swallowing her arm upwards. Soon, in
her unwilling struggle, it covered her constantly groping and struggling fingers. Her fingers were inexplicably attracted and tightly connected to
her shoulder. Her fingers gripped her shoulder, and the black liquid covered both her shoulder and fingers at the same time,
then solidified in an instant, sealing her entire arm in a black, hard, unknown substance. Mo Lan tried to move
her fingers, but there was no response. Her fingers, frozen in the solid, could no longer move.
Her entire arm was connected to the groove.
"Ugh...ugh..." Mo Lan shook her head, twisting her restrained upper limbs, unwilling to break free. At
that moment, her long, beautiful legs were lifted by an inexplicable force, and as she struggled and twisted, her
knees, covered in white stockings, were also wedged into a slightly larger slot below.
Her delicate body shuddered, then she struggled desperately, whimpering, her sexy body writhing, her long
hair flowing messily past her shoulders, and her beautiful eyes, like black gemstones, filled with helplessness.
The black liquid reappeared, but this time it condensed into a rope, like a serpent,
coiling around her tightly bound, white-stockinged legs, digging deep into her flesh. The black rope also sliced across her delicate
instep, digging in forcefully. With a painful moan, her instep was cruelly bent, the sole
pressed tightly against her buttocks, leaving no gap. She groaned in agony, but then several more black ropes appeared
, pressing her feet, which desperately wanted to return to their original position, firmly against her buttocks. Then, in an
instant, they solidified, the black ropes becoming a cage. Her jade legs were now trapped in this black cage
, unable to move or separate. Her feet were cruelly bent, and intense pain and discomfort surged through her mind
. She wanted to struggle, but the hard black solid faithfully controlled her jade feet, preventing them from escaping her buttocks.
With the help of the ropes, her jade-like legs became even more indistinguishable, almost fused together.
Her tightly bound legs trembled violently, and her fair face flushed with pain.
"Waaah..." Mo Lan helplessly twisted her body. At this moment,
a strange change occurred at the bottom of the groove, with a small, teardrop-shaped black protrusion appearing at the tip of each. Simultaneously,
a tray-like structure appeared at the bottom of the teardrop-shaped protrusion.
Due to gravity, Mo Lan's body, fixed to the device, began to gradually slide down. She screamed in terror,
trying to climb upwards, but discovered that the groove was connected to a spring mechanism that could prevent her body from escaping
while simultaneously allowing vertical movement.
Mo Lan's body trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, her limbs truly crawled upwards like a dog,
her eyes filled with humiliation. She had once been a powerful female general, but now she was like a dog,
driven to climb upwards to protect her purity.
However, she quickly realized that her lower body was still covered by a Xuan-level soft armor, so there was no point in
fearing such a device. She slowed her pace, her lower body getting closer and closer to the three Nanbangguo (a type of magical artifact).
At this moment, the three Nanbangguo, as if alive, began to straighten and gradually lengthen. Mo Lan's pretty face
was always facing forward, and when she couldn't see behind her, the three Nanbangguo
easily pierced through her lower body as if the white soft armor didn't exist.
Faint black energy emerged from the three holes corroded in her snow-white soft armor. The pitch-black Nanbangguo probed into her
lower body. The cold touch and the discomfort of the foreign object made Mo Lan very uncomfortable. She shook her head, trying to get away from the black rods,
but it was too late.
"Ugh?!" Mo Lan's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. She never expected that her Xuan-level soft armor
wouldn't even provide any resistance. A strange foreign object entered her lower body, and she shook her head helplessly.
A strange sensation came from her lower body; her tender vagina felt the cold touch and involuntarily contracted, but
to no avail. The black rod still went in a little bit, and the teardrop-shaped substance at the tip broke through her vagina.
A slender black rod was roughly inserted into her delicate urethra, but even so, the tearing pain still
made her forehead covered in cold sweat.
"Waaah!" Mo Lan tilted her beautiful head back and shook it incessantly, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, she cried out.
With a miserable groan, her tightly bound limbs began to twist involuntarily. She pulled on the spring, tears welling in her eyes, and let
out humiliating moans as she painfully crawled upwards, trying to pull the black rod out of her body.
The moment the tip of the black rod entered Mo Lan's lower body, it immediately swelled, transforming from a teardrop shape into a sharp cone.
Simultaneously, the tip began to detach. The tray-like structure naturally detached
and swelled upon entering her anus, urethra, and vagina, leaving a black ring inside Mo Lan's lower body. The ring's diameter far exceeded
the diameter of her vagina, making it impossible to remove. This swelling caused Mo Lan immense discomfort, causing her to
whimper. The tip, resembling a mushroom head, was several times thicker than the rest of the black rod,
its diameter far exceeding the inner diameter of the black ring. This meant the tip of the black rod would forever remain inside Mo Lan
's body. The tip was forcibly stuck inside her. Even if Mo Lan desperately tried to move upwards, she
would still be restricted by the black rod in her lower body, unable to exceed its length. Now, Mo Lan had no chance to make the black
rod leave her lower body again.
"Waaaah!" Mo Lan shook her head incessantly, struggling to run upwards, but the black
rods in her lower body acted like a lock, binding her tightly. She couldn't escape, yet she couldn't give up. If she completely gave up and stopped running, the black rods would 　　gradually penetrate her body
due to gravity— something Mo Lan desperately wanted. 　　"Waaah." Mo Lan tried again and again to remove the black rods from her body, but each attempt was 　　cruelly blocked by the black rings. Every attempt only brought deeper despair. Mo Lan was filled with resentment, humiliation, 　　and unwillingness. She knew her innocence might be lost, but she still tried her best to run upwards, 　　hoping to delay that moment. 　　The black springs were stretched and moved upwards again and again. Mo Lan let out incomprehensible whimpers 　　. The once valiant female warrior was now reduced to this, desperately trying to escape the invasion of the three pillars in her lower 　　body. 　　The black breast pump, seeing that the time was almost up, floated up. Its size perfectly enveloped her entire breasts 　　. Tiny tentacles snaked around her glistening breasts, and 　　several tentacles evolved into needle-like structures, finding her nipples and inserting themselves. 　　"Ugh! No! Not there! No!" Mo Lan threw her head back, her phoenix eyes rolling back, trembling as if possessed. 　　Her sexy body trembled in waves, and lewd cries escaped her lips. Her limbs, fixed in the grooves, 　　trembled violently. Mo Lan desperately wished her hands could still move. If her hands weren't restrained 　　, her first action would be to tear off this hateful, terrifying bra. But reality was cruel; 　　her limbs could only move within a designated area, unable even to make simple left or right movements. Her hope 　　was undoubtedly a vain hope. 　　Tiny, soft yet incredibly resilient tentacles repeatedly probed and slid in and out of her delicate nipples, the intense stimulation causing 　　Mo Lan's beautiful eyes to roll back. Yet, feeling the increasing fullness and discomfort in her lower body, she couldn't 　　help but gasp, enduring the stimulation as she climbed upwards. 　　Streams of vaginal fluid oozed from her lower body, flowing like silver threads. Her long hair was disheveled, her long eyelashes glistening with 　　tears. Her once beautiful, black-pearl-like eyes were now filled with deep humiliation and resentment. If she were allowed to escape 　　, her first thought would be to kill Wu Qi. The intense stimulation once again overwhelmed her mind, 　　making it impossible for her to think further. What she should be thinking about now was how to protect herself, how to escape this perilous situation. 　　"Waaaah..." Feeling the unyielding restraints that showed no sign of loosening, Mo Lan shook her 　　head, a faint fear flickering in her beautiful eyes. But this fear was replaced by a fierce fighting spirit. 　　She wouldn't give up easily, even in this humiliating situation. She maintained her virginity and her 　　fighting will. She firmly believed she wouldn't yield; she would escape eventually. 　　In an instant, the black rod, half-inserted into her three lower orifices, began to spin rapidly. Simultaneously, the bra 　　covering her breasts exerted a powerful suction. 　　"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! No, no! Don't!" The black rod spun rapidly, 　　the fast-rotating tip rubbing against her delicate inner walls. Outside, at this speed, 　　her tender inner walls would be cruelly torn apart in less than five minutes. But this was the space within the black book; the black mist constantly repaired and 　　healed her body, restoring her spirit, even preventing her from getting used to it all. All her sensitivity 　　would be frozen in place as it was when she first entered. She would never adapt; she could only 　　struggle mentally, unable even to succumb. 　　"Ugh! Ugh!" Feeling the intense stimulation and tearing pain in her lower body, 　　the rapidly rotating mushroom head inside her vagina constantly rubbed against her delicate inner walls, bringing wave after wave of stimulation, like bombs 　　, leaving her mind blank, her beautiful eyes rolling back. She wanted to scream but was restricted to making meaningless whimpering 　　sounds. 　　Her delicate urethra was also enduring the same pain. Even a tiny bit entering her body 　　caused such intense stimulation and pain that she couldn't concentrate and almost fainted. The violent rotation in her anus was like a 　　bombshell. She kept twisting her hips, trying to escape the torment, but it was all in vain. The three black rods 　　were tirelessly rotating rapidly in her lower body. Waves of tearing pain and explosive pleasure surged into her 　　brain. The stimulation in her breasts was no less intense than in her lower body. The intense suction and tiny tentacles 　　constantly played with her delicate nipples. She twisted her body in resistance, but to no avail. Her energy and essence were 　　being drawn out of her body. She kept shaking her head, a trace of darkness passing through her eyes. 　　At this moment, the stimulation was only because the black rod had slightly entered her lower body. Mo Lan dared not imagine 　　what 　　would happen if the black rod were fully inserted into her body. She did not want to think about it, nor did she dare to think about it. The only thing she could do at this moment was to climb upwards with difficulty. Once she fell, it would be eternal hell, or rather, it 　　was already eternal hell.

"Waaaaah...waaaah! Oh oh oh oh oh!" Mo Lan's beautiful eyes narrowed tightly, silver threads uncontrollably
streaming down her face. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead. Her delicate body trembled violently as she
swayed and climbed upwards, her body shaking incessantly, like a building about to collapse. No one knew
how long she could hold on.
"Waaaah...I...I...I can definitely...succeed...waaaah! Oh oh oh oh oh oh! Oh oh!"
Although she thought this, two tears still involuntarily streamed down her face. Looking at the endless
darkness, she knew she would never know when this terrifying life would end.

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