The Legend of the Lewd Woman Cultivating Immortality

Chapter 1. The

scorching sun beat down on the earth, and the once vibrant vegetation, unable to withstand its power, withered and died. Some of the less adaptable grasses turned yellow and died, adding an ominous touch to the summer day. A

thin, simply dressed girl sat beside a large rock, hugging her knees, staring blankly at the scene before her. Where there should have been shimmering water, only stones and weeds remained. The stream that had earned the village the name "Green Water" now only had water in the very middle, almost indistinguishable from the field ditches.

And this seemingly murky water was now the villagers' lifeline.

Since the New Year, it seemed as if the heavens were in a rage against some wicked emperor, refusing to send a single drop of rain. The adults in the village sighed every day, looking at the clear, cloudless sky, and some of the more short-tempered ones had long since become the godfathers of the heavens.

But no matter how much they prayed to the gods or even cursed the Heavenly Emperor, the heavens, which seemed to exist nowhere, simply refused to send rain. The Green Creek, which previously required a boat trip between the two banks, could now be traversed barefoot by a girl without her pants getting completely wet.

The only saving grace was the village well, whose water level had dropped drastically but was still usable, providing only enough water for daily life to keep them from dying of thirst—irrigation? Forget about it.

Thus, every day, this village, almost entirely reliant on agriculture, witnessed the spectacular sight of large numbers of people carrying buckets down the creek to fetch water. Because the creek was full of pebbles, even families with cattle had to keep their oxen and carts waiting on the bank, afraid to let their cattle enter the treacherous, giant creekbed.

"Xiao Qing! Time to go home!" A burly, dark-skinned man with a surprisingly simple voice carried two buckets of water, panting heavily as he slowly made his way to the riverbank. It wasn't that he wanted to walk slowly, but rather that everyone who tried to walk faster than him had tumbled back to the bottom of the stream halfway there. Having learned this painful lesson, how could he dare to walk fast?

"Hmm!" The girl named Xiao Qing stood up, waving a thin bamboo stick in the air a few times. The water buffalo, which had been lazily lying on the ground, immediately stood up, snorting loudly, as if somewhat displeased that Xiao Qing had disturbed its sleep plans.

"Big buffalo, don't be willful!" She waved the bamboo stick with her slender wrist, making a weak but intimidating gesture in front of the buffalo, seemingly not considering that if the buffalo went a little crazy, she would be lying down forever.

Fortunately, the buffalo recognized people. Although the girl in front of her was rather overconfident, she was still its little master who fed it grass every day, so she had to give her some face.

With two loud thuds, the burly man loaded the two buckets of water from his carrying pole onto the oxcart, walked over, and led the ox and his daughter away from the riverbank that resembled a marketplace.

"This little bit of water..." the man murmured to himself, his gaze involuntarily drifting to his carefree, skipping daughter.

If only people could stay children forever, but just as children inevitably grow up, people can't be carefree forever...

unless they're legendary gods!

But neither gods nor immortals are of much use at this time, unless they can truly come to the village and perform some kind of miraculous power to turn stones into gold and harvest crops instantly; otherwise, they'd probably be met with a barrage of insults.

Because of the prolonged drought, an eerie atmosphere permeated the village. Although the adults still didn't give up on saving the crops in the fields, everyone truly felt the meaning of the saying, "Human strength has its limits."

Some of the adults' gazes towards Xiaoqing began to change; in fact, it wasn't just Xiaoqing; when they saw other children, their eyes held a similar struggle and reluctance.

Unbeknownst to them, while they were busy fetching water, Xiaoqing's gaze was far more profound than theirs…

After pouring the meager amount of water into the field, Old Man Li shook his head, looking at the half-yellowed rice. The rice was yellow not because it had formed ears, but because half of it had died; the remaining half was barely clinging to life. This year's harvest was hopeless.

Old Man Li took Xiaoqing and the old ox home. Their house was in the southwest of the village, consisting of only two thatched-roof mud houses, a cowshed, and a hemispherical thatched-roof granary called "Gutingben." It was clear at a glance that they were poor, even among the poorest in the village.

"Husband…" Old Mrs. Li, dressed simply but quite beautiful, secretly tugged at her husband's sleeve and whispered.

"I know, let's eat first." Old Man Li—actually just a middle-aged man in his thirties—frowned, gently shook off his wife's hand, and casually pulled over a stool to sit down.

"Eat! Eat!" Xiaoqing jumped happily onto the stool. Luckily, she was light, otherwise this ancestral stool, older than her, would probably have broken into pieces.

The villagers didn't know about washing hands before meals, and besides, water was more precious at this time, and shouldn't be wasted on such a useless ritual.

The food on the table—if it could even be called food—was quite meager. Disgustingly colored sweet potato sticks contained a pitiful few grains of rice, and the side dish was a salty dried fish that was almost deadly, but only the size of an index finger, which the four family members shared.

Besides that, there was a small plate of pickled vegetables. Because of the lack of rain, eight or nine out of ten of the wild vegetables that originally grew all over the mountains had died, and it was impossible to expect to find much when going into the mountains. Fortunately, there were still radishes, cucumbers, and cabbages that had been pickled and stored from last year, so that there wasn't enough food for one person to lie down on the table.

Although the food was meager, none of the four family members complained. Since the drought was predicted, this was all that was left on the table. At first, Xiaoqing's five-year-old brother, Erniu, would pout and sulk, but now he'd gotten used to it.

The little boy, as dark-skinned as his father, was quite robust, a stark contrast to his sister's thinness. Men were very important in the countryside; even if the women went hungry, the men couldn't be left out. Therefore, although Xiaoqing was four years older than her brother, she ate less.

Erniu lived up to his name and his large appetite; at such a young age, he was as strong as an ox. Incidentally, he was called Erniu because the family already had a large ox. Although it was an animal, it was born much earlier than Erniu and rightfully belonged to the eldest.

"We're full!" Xiaoqing and Erniu devoured the meager meal. The siblings held hands and headed back into the house. Before dark, they needed to make some bedtime preparations. As for why they didn't use an oil lamp?

Cooking oil cost money!

It's good to go to bed early, so you'll have more energy to carry water tomorrow.

"Sister! It itches!" Erniu, completely naked, was grabbed by Xiaoqing, who was wiping his body all over with a damp, old yellow towel. The girl was also completely naked. Although she had been exposed to the scorching sun for a long time, her skin was still fair and tender, showing her natural beauty.

"You can't go to bed until you're clean!" Xiaoqing patiently comforted her brother. Her smooth skin pressed against the boy's body as she hugged him tightly, and her two pink nipples pressed directly against his face. If they were each ten years older, this would be a rather inappropriate sibling relationship, but now it only looked like a warm sibling affection.

"Waaah...no~" Erniu struggled, his little face rubbing against Xiaoqing's chest, bringing her a familiar tingling sensation. When her brother first used this trick unintentionally, it instantly exhausted her, allowing him to escape once. After that, Erniu kept using the same trick, but Xiaoqing wasn't one to be trifled with. In less than half a month, she adapted to her brother's onslaught and even began to look forward to this strange feeling.

Therefore, she would occasionally unintentionally let him win, making her brother mistakenly believe that the trick still worked on her.

Erniu wasn't stupid, and he didn't rely solely on the unreliable rubbing technique against her chest. He diligently developed new tricks, the latest being rubbing his knees and thighs against his sister's crotch.

"Ah~ you idiot!" Xiaoqing moaned softly, her arms loosening their grip, and Erniu immediately seized the opportunity to escape his sister's clutches. Even before puberty, a girl's genitals are incredibly sensitive, the stimulation far exceeding that of a flat chest. "

Come back here!" Xiaoqing took a few steps with her strong yet shapely legs, grabbing her brother and pulling him back. Even though his surprise attack momentarily stunned her, the difference in leg length determined the outcome of the chase. Afraid

he would do the same thing again, Xiaoqing this time simply sandwiched Erniu's left leg between her thighs. As for his right leg, she said, "You can rub it against my outer thigh if you want; I'm not bothered."

Erniu struggled desperately, trying to move his body, but his left leg, trapped between his sister's legs, could only exert a little pressure, and naturally, it no longer had the same effect as before.

"Ah... um..." Although that was all he could do, Xiaoqing still groaned, and her body seemed to warm up a bit. Being so young, she didn't think of anything strange; she simply thought that bathing her younger brother was really hard work.

"Alright! Go put your clothes on, and remember to shake them off first!" The girl patted her brother's little bottom and said. Because of the lack of water, bathing and washing clothes were luxuries, and going to the river to bathe was an absolute taboo, as it would get you pulled out and spanked. Xiaoqing

threw the towel into the bucket, which was less than a third full, and washed it. While watching her brother get dressed, she began to wash herself. Her fair skin looked even more delicate after the dirt was wiped away, and it even had a faint milky sheen.

Although it was incredibly difficult, Xiaoqing still tried her best to dry herself off, then put on her clothes and, with her brother, went to bed in the last bit of sunlight before sunset.

"Sister, why do I have to take a bath every day..." Erniu asked, held in Xiaoqing's arms.

"Silly boy, it keeps my body clean, and it's more comfortable to sleep..." Xiaoqing replied, stroking her brother's hair with her eyes closed. "You have to learn to bathe yourself. Sister... will one day... be unable to bathe you..."

"Sister... have to bathe me, otherwise I won't..."

"Silly boy..." Xiaoqing hugged her brother, letting exhaustion wash over her, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Pitter-patter..." The sound of rain falling came from outside the window, but Old Man Li's face did not show the joy of rain after a long drought. The reason was simple: if the rain had waited until the beginning of autumn, it would have been too late. Thanks to

the villagers' efforts, the harvest was barely enough for the landlords to collect taxes. Because no wealthy people wanted to target this remote area, the land in Green Water Village belonged to the farmers, thus avoiding the predicament of being exploited by landlords. Because of this, I heard there were riots in several places, and several landlords, whose names were probably synonymous with being rich but heartless, had their homes broken into by tenant farmers, who then used hoes, carrying poles, and rakes to completely "cultivate" their land into fertilizer.

But after paying the land tax, the already dismal harvest was almost gone, which led many to secretly become retired emperors, taking care of the rather unappealing mothers of that dog of an emperor. What's suspicious is that even with such incompetence and apathy, he was still able to remain emperor. There were rebellions, but no matter who they were or how powerful they were, the leaders always died mysteriously and quickly, and strange rumors even circulated that "the emperor had the assistance of immortals."

If we really need the help of immortals, we should let it rain...

Seeing the officials who looked like they needed to be beaten and took away 90% of the village's harvest and disappeared into the distance, the villagers were in a very low mood, and a strange atmosphere floated among the people. Fortunately, most of them were not at the point where they could not survive, otherwise the tax officials would probably not escape the fate of being turned into fertilizer.

Among the few remaining people who could not survive, Mr. Li was unfortunately listed among them.

"The child's father..." That night, Father Li rarely lit an oil lamp and looked at the lanterns with a solemn expression. Aunt Li sat next to him with an equally solemn expression.

"Those people are coming soon. Their noses are sharper than dogs, and they will dig in wherever there is benefit. They are really the reincarnation of beasts!" said Mr. Li angrily.

"Sigh... But what can we do?" Aunt Li's shoulders slumped weakly. The pain in her heart was no less than that of her husband after making this decision.

"I...I'm not worthy of being a man...I have to sell my own daughter to support myself...I'm just......" Old Man Li watched the small lamp extinguish after exploding, two lines of tears sliding down his dark face.

"Father." A clear, calm voice came from behind the curtain, startling Old Man Li. The owner of the voice was the last person he wanted to see right now, Xiao Qing.

"Father...this is enough..." Xiao Qing's short figure stepped out from behind the curtain, her face showing no sorrow, fear, anger, or hysteria, only a calm as a great river.

"If you want to sell, I have an idea..." Xiao Qing looked at her parents' astonished faces and revealed a cunning smile.

Three days later, the human trafficker, dressed in a fine blue robe and sporting a goatee, arrived in Green Water Village in his carriage. The Li family was his last target, but also the one that caused him the most blood loss.

"Hello, Uncle!" Appearing before the goatee and his two burly bodyguards was Xiao Qing, who had been groomed and dressed. The girl's worn-out clothes hadn't been replaced with new ones, just washed clean. After all, they knew very well what poor people should wear, and they wouldn't hesitate to point out the seller's price gouging.

But if it was just a matter of being cleaner, they couldn't really say anything; maybe she just naturally liked to be clean.

However, this "cleanliness" made Xiao Qing almost a completely different person. Although her hair was just casually tied up with a blue cloth, and she wore no accessories, her delicate, fair skin and glossy black hair, combined with her already exquisite and lovely face, transformed her from someone who usually looked like a boy into an incomparably beautiful young woman.

This caused the human traffickers and bodyguards who saw her to be momentarily stunned. After regaining their senses, the goatee-bearded man mentally shouted to himself: (Top-notch! This is top-notch! I must buy it!)

Xiao Qing sat beside her father, her bright eyes fixed on the goatee-bearded man, seemingly quite curious about him.

"Brother Li is truly blessed to have raised such a fine daughter."

"It's alright." Old Man Li didn't want to hear him praise Xiao Qing at all.

"How about this, twenty taels." Because Xiao Qing was present, the goatee was somewhat hesitant.

Twenty taels was a huge sum for a poor family like the Lis, enough not only to last them until next year, but also to probably allow them to have a decent New Year.

"Just like that?" Old Man Li was stunned for a moment, then said the price: "One hundred and fifty taels."

"What!" The goatee jumped up, his composure vanished completely: "Even if she were readily available, she wouldn't be worth that price! Fifty!"

"One hundred and thirty."

"One hundred! I can't go any higher!" To avoid any unforeseen complications, the goatee gritted his teeth and said a rather high price. He wasn't the only human trafficker, and it was quite rare to get ahead of the other side like this. If the other side discovered Xiao Qing, it probably wouldn't be something that one hundred taels could solve.

Anyway, the girl in front of him would definitely fetch no less than a hundred taels of silver, so he wasn't afraid of losing money; it was just that spending a hundred taels was a bit painful.

"Alright," Old Man Li paused for a moment before reluctantly agreeing.

From beginning to end, Xiaoqing remained silent, quietly observing the goatee's face, trying to guess his bottom line from his eyes and expressions, and then secretly kicking her father as a hint.

She had observed this while accompanying her father to the market, watching people haggle. Although these people outwardly seemed to be endlessly bargaining, they all actually had a bottom line. After observing for a while, Xiaoqing could even guess the final price from the sidelines. However, because her family was poor, even though she had learned how to haggle, she never had the chance to use it; it was just a hobby.

But now, this ability finally came in handy. Observing the subtle changes in the goatee's face, she realized that one hundred taels seemed to be a rather difficult price for him. As for one hundred and fifty taels, that was the hint Xiaoqing had given her father at the beginning. The reason Old Man Li hesitated for a moment was because he was waiting for Xiaoqing to kick him fifteen times.

As the goatee gritted his teeth and spat out one hundred taels, the girl kicked her father with her small foot, but didn't move it away. This was a signal that "it's over." But as she kicked, a complex look flashed in her bright eyes, because she had ultimately sold herself.

The goatee, whose heart was still aching from the one hundred taels, never imagined that he would be tricked by a nine-year-old girl and lose eighty taels because of it.

You see, all the girls in his carriage combined didn't even amount to fifty taels. Xiao Qing alone was worth twice as much as all of them combined. However, she was indeed twice as beautiful as the other girls. Thinking of the price of such a top-quality beauty, the goatee felt a surge of heat in his heart, and even the heartache of losing so much money was instantly forgotten.

Suppressing the urge to rub his hands together, the goatee took out one hundred taels of silver from his bundle and spread it directly on the table. Old Man Li, who had never seen so much silver before, was blinded by the glint of the silver.

Xiao Qing, standing to the side, was also startled by the large sum of silver she had never seen before. Suppressing the urge to bite into a piece, she kept her eyes fixed on the goatee, wondering if offering a hundred taels was too little.

To think that selling herself was too cheap—this little girl was probably the only one in the world who would do that.

"Alright, you'll follow me from now on." The goatee reached out to grab Xiao Qing's arm, but she slapped his hand away. Although the girl's small wrist had little strength, it still startled the goatee.

"I can walk by myself," Xiao Qing said calmly.

"Sister! Sister!" Seeing Xiao Qing following behind the goatee, Er Niu, though only five years old, knew the situation was dire. He desperately tried to run forward and snatch his sister back, but his mother's trembling hands held him tightly.

"Father! Mother! Sister is being taken away by bad people!" Er Niu shouted, hoping his parents would help him get Xiao Qing back.

"Erniu, be good. Your sister is just going to another place to earn money. She'll come back when she has time." It was Xiaoqing who finally spoke to comfort Erniu. Although she didn't know what would happen if she were sold, she didn't want her brother to be sad.

(At least...it shouldn't be sold to be killed and eaten, right...?) Xiaoqing thought to herself, looking at her meager physique, she could guess that her future was at least better than those of pigs, sheep, chickens, and ducks.

(If she were to be bought to be killed, Wang Pangzi from the Wang family around the corner would be the best choice.) Xiaoqing thought with a hint of malice. Wang Pangzi was the same age as Xiaoqing, but his body was three times her size. Judging from his greasy appearance, if she could be sold for a hundred taels, Wang Pangzi's body would probably be worth more than three hundred taels.

Hearing his sister's words, Erniu, though still weeping, believed his sister who never lied to him. He said, "Then... Sister... hurry up..."

"Mm." Xiaoqing nodded with a smile, glancing at her parents, who were already weeping. She didn't even know where she was going, let alone when she would return.

"Erniu, be good. What do you want your sister to buy you as a gift?"

"Ugh... a sugar figurine... is that okay?"

"Sister will definitely buy you a big sugar figurine, but you have to be good, or sister won't buy it."

"Mm." For the sake of the sugar figurine, Erniu nodded vigorously.

"Let's go." The goatee said coldly. As a human trafficker, he had seen too many heart-wrenching separations, and had long since developed a numb conscience. After all, forgetting benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, filial piety, brotherly love, loyalty, and trustworthiness was the professional ethics of a scoundrel.

The man with the goatee opened the carriage door. Xiao Qing looked up and saw several girls huddled inside, sobbing and whimpering softly.

Xiao Qing's expression didn't change. With the man's help, she entered the carriage. Although it looked ominous, like five children mourning at a grave, the girls' equally thin figures suggested they weren't being bought to be killed. As

long as they weren't being sold for meat and bone broth, there was still hope, Xiao Qing thought.

The door slammed shut. The carriage was dim except for sunlight filtering through the rough wooden lattice. But she could still make out the faces. Xiao Qing immediately recognized two girls from her village: Bo'er, the second daughter of the Zhang family, and Xiao Yun, the eldest daughter of the Li family. Both girls had swollen, red eyes from crying and didn't even recognize the girl in front of them.

Xiaoqing's gaze swept over the other five girls before settling on her right foot, where a steel shackle was fastened. The other end was chained to an iron rod as thick as her arm. The other girls had similar shackles on their feet, clearly to prevent them from escaping. Now, unless Xiaoqing could break the steel chain or resolutely cut off her own foot, escape was impossible.

Of course, the latter required a butcher's knife; her slender hands couldn't possibly cut off her own foot.

Peeking through the cracks in the wooden frame, Xiaoqing saw her parents and younger brother weeping. Old Man Li's dark face, besides tears, held deep sorrow and self-reproach. Old Man Li's wife, beside her, tightly embraced Erniu, who was also crying bitterly, sobbing.

"Father… with you like this… that's enough…" Xiaoqing whispered.

Her father, who had always been a pillar of strength in her heart, was now weeping because he had to sell her. This deeply shocked Xiaoqing's young heart. She knew her father had done his best; if he hadn't truly been destitute, Old Man Li would never have sold his daughter.

In response to her father's tears, Xiaoqing didn't cry out. Instead, she calmly sold herself for a surprisingly high price, hoping to make her family's life more comfortable.

Thinking of this, tears silently streamed down Xiaoqing's cheeks.

The carriage slowly turned the corner, and Xiaoqing could no longer see her family. All she could see was a green river, its waters now restored to their former state, shimmering in the sunlight. Xiaoqing couldn't help but recall the feeling of being immersed in the water. Slowly, she even felt as if she were truly sitting in the water again, experiencing the wonderful sensation of being rocked by the current.

"Huh?" The other girls suddenly exclaimed in surprise, because they discovered that a large patch of water had suddenly appeared in the carriage. The water only reached their chests, but it seemed to be flowing, as if a piece of the Green River had been cut and stuffed into the carriage.

If they had fallen into the river, the water should have "poured" in, but it didn't. The river water appeared in the carriage as if it had appeared out of thin air, and the three people outside were completely unaware. The goatee was even humming a song happily.

One girl raised her hand and scooped up a handful of water, wanting to see more clearly, but the moment her palm left the water, the "water" in her hand vanished instantly. The girl's hand wasn't even wet, let alone river water.

The girls watched for a long time, only to find that the "river" seemed harmless to them. Their fear slowly dissipated, and they began to enjoy the floating sensation and rare coolness of the water. Their initial sadness and unease gradually subsided, just like Xiaoqing, who had already closed her eyes.

The three men outside the carriage, including the goatee, were completely unaware of the strange situation inside. Instead, they were sweltering in the late autumn heat, feeling dizzy and disoriented, unlike the cool and peaceful atmosphere inside the carriage. However, the goatee didn't complain; he was only thinking about how much this trip would increase his wealth, especially with Xiaoqing being such a rare find. Doubling his earnings wasn't impossible.

Thinking of Xiaoqing, the goatee couldn't help but recall her calm demeanor. He had seen and sold many girls; if such a demeanor appeared on a woman in her twenties, it might only be attributed to her extraordinary self-control. But Xiaoqing was only nine years old!

What was an ordinary nine-year-old girl doing?

She'd probably even prick her hand while sewing on a button!

But the girl's self-control was so high that even adults paled in comparison. She didn't shed a single tear from beginning to end, and her reasons were so plausible that it seemed she genuinely just had to go out to work.

(If this girl were a boy, with proper upbringing, she'd be a formidable figure in the future.) The goatee thought to himself.

But unfortunately, Xiao Qing was a girl, and a very beautiful one at that. It's said that beautiful women often have tragic fates, and Xiao Qing would likely be no exception.

Her greatest achievement in life would probably be becoming the most beautiful courtesan of her time…

The goatee turned his attention back to the silver that was about to be in his hands. Driving the carriage along the gravel road, the crunching sound of the wheels on the stones made him feel as if a large amount of silver was clattering inside his purse, and his mood improved even more.

The eight girls in the carriage heard neither the goatee's off-key singing nor felt the jolting of the journey. They were all immersed in the mysterious river, its waters seemingly appearing out of nowhere, the splashing sound of the water faintly audible, as if hypnotically lulling them into a peaceful sleep.

"Giddy up!" Before the sun had completely set, the carriage finally arrived at the county town. The goatee nodded apologetically to the gatekeeper at the city gate, for delaying the closing time, as he drove the carriage into the town.

In the village, sunset signified the end of the day, and most families in Greenwater Village, except for the wealthiest few, would go to bed within an hour of sunset. But this was clearly not the case in the county town.

The main street leading into the town was wide enough for three carriages to pass side by side, lined with two-story or higher buildings, each displaying various signs—such as inn, general store, and even casino—all brightly lit and bustling with people, showing no signs of closing for the day.

The carriage turned several corners before finally stopping in front of an unremarkable house. The goatee stood up, opened the carriage door, and said inside, "We're here. Wake up! You can really sleep!"

Of the eight girls, Xiaoqing was the only one who had remained awake the entire time, but she was lost in her own imagination, oblivious to the inexplicable river that had appeared in the carriage, believing it to be a figment of her imagination.

When the carriage stopped, Xiaoqing snapped out of her reverie, and the dreamlike ripples in the carriage vanished instantly; otherwise, the moment the goatee opened the door, he would probably have been met with a tsunami.

The girls, their shackles removed, stepped off the carriage one by one. Although freed, the two burly bodyguards were no pushovers; given their speed, they probably wouldn't get far before being caught and beaten up… The girls' eyes fell on the rattan cane in the bodyguards' hands, as they thought to themselves.

The man with the goatee walked up the steps and knocked on the door. A moment later, an old voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"Yellowbeard," the goatee replied.

(Not yellow at all?) Hearing this, Xiao Qing even had the leisure to scrutinize the man's black beard.

(Probably surnamed Huang and given name Beard; I wonder if his brother is named Yellow Hair…) Xiao Qing's mind wandered. If the goatee heard this, he might just fly into a rage. "Beard" was a nickname, not his name!

With a "crack," the wooden door opened, and an old man with a wrinkled face greeted Goatee warmly, saying, "Goatee, make your fortune!"

"Make your fortune, make your fortune, too bad this is the only trip left."

"Old Wang's business is booming..." the old man said, "Six first-grade ones, nineteen second-grade ones..."

"Hmph!" Goatee snorted coldly, having no goodwill towards his competitor. He thought to himself: (You, Old Wang, may be arrogant! I have top-quality ones!)

The top-quality ones he was referring to were, of course, Xiao Qing. Originally, he had rated Xiao Qing as the highest-grade, first-grade, but when she stepped off the carriage, he sensed an unprecedentedly pure and ethereal aura emanating from her, as if the girl before him wasn't a little girl just from a remote village, but a fairy descended from the heavens.

However, all of this would have to wait until the buyer arrived tomorrow. He only prayed that Xiao Qing's aura wouldn't be just a flash in the pan, and that it wouldn't disappear until after the buyer made the purchase.

"Go inside. We have important business to do tomorrow, so get some sleep." The goatee herded the girls into the house and slammed the door shut. After his footsteps faded away, the panicked girls began searching for a way to escape.

But they were destined to be disappointed, because this house and courtyard were designed to imprison people like them. The interior was practically bare, with only a few large beds and a heavy metal water vat in the corner for them to drink from. The garden outside was kept clean, but there wasn't a single tree, and a deep ditch encircled the inner side of the high walls. Unless they really grew wings, there was no way to escape.

Xiaoqing was the first to accept reality. She sat on the bed, watching the other girls search for a non-existent way out until they gave up.

"Go to sleep," Xiaoqing said calmly.

"Ugh... how can I sleep... silly Xiaoqing!" It was Li Xiaoyun who spoke. She was naturally fiery and wouldn't hold back.

"You can't escape even if you don't sleep, so you might as well go to sleep early." Xiaoqing unbuckled her belt, revealing her fair skin wrapped in old fabric. Given her age and family situation, she didn't need a bellyband yet, so once her outer garment was lifted, she was completely naked, with no room for privacy.

"Xiaoqing's body is so beautiful~" Zhang Bo'er was a year older than Xiaoqing and more mature than Li Xiaoyun. Seeing Xiaoqing's naked body for the first time, she hugged Xiaoqing tightly, her small hands groping her smooth skin.

"So nice to touch~"

"Ah~ I hate it..." Xiaoqing's legs went weak from the touch, and the two girls fell onto the bed together. Her clothes were pulled up wide, revealing even more skin, making the dimly lit room a little brighter.

"When did Xiaoqing become so arrogant! I'm going to investigate her!"

"Ahhh~ No~~ Don't touch me like that... Ah..." Xiaoqing let out a cute and alluring scream, her little legs kicking wildly.

These girls knew nothing about matters between men and women, and were naturally oblivious to what was happening before their eyes. But seeing Xiaoqing moaning and panting, their childlike instincts were aroused, and they all climbed onto the bed to "tickle" her.

Xiaoqing's clothes were stripped off by the other girls and thrown to the foot of the bed. They were all poor, and would never do

anything as wasteful as tearing clothes. "Ah...no...no...ah..." Covered in the girls' hands, Xiaoqing could only scream. Escape was simply an impossible task. As soon as she moved, several hands would hold her down, preventing her from escaping.

"Waaah...no...ah..." The girl trembled and cried out, but this only made the abusers more curious. Why was Xiaoqing reacting so strongly to just touching her body? Was she ticklish?

Bo'er's toying with Xiaoqing made the girls forget their predicament. They rolled around on the bed, giggling and touching each other. Of course, the main target was Xiaoqing, who had been stripped bare.

Her flat chest and soft legs quickly became the girls' primary targets, because Xiaoqing reacted particularly strongly to these areas, especially the latter. Although they didn't dare to stick their fingers into Xiaoqing's tightly closed crotch—for the same reason they wouldn't dare put their fingers in her anus—they couldn't help but touch, rub, pinch, and knead it.

"Xiaoqing, you're peeing!"

"No! Ah~ no..." Xiaoqing retorted, her face flushed. However, she knew that although the sensation was different, she had indeed leaked some fluid. At her age, she naturally didn't know what "vaginal fluid" meant, which only made her feel more ashamed and indignant.

So old and still leaking urine...

(The End)

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