The female knight slays the Qing army

The leaders of the group chose this remote town to discuss their plans for the evening. A month ago, Wang Cong'er sent the five of them to Guangxi to contact the rebel army, hoping to join forces with them. However, as soon as they arrived in Guangxi, they discovered that they were currently offline.The Guangxi rebels had been wiped out by the Qing army. Upon returning to report, they received news that Wang Cong'er's rebel army had also been destroyed, and Wang Cong'er had committed suicide by jumping off a cliff. However, according to intelligence gathered by Qi Yue'er, the bodies the Qing army found at the bottom of the cliff were mangled beyond recognition, and Wang Cong'er's personal sword, Qiu Shui Duan, was nowhere to be found. They simply sent any corpse they could find. A few days earlier, an assassination attempt had been made on Qing commander Harchi near the Qing army camp, his head severed by a force of air. Rumors circulated that Wang Cong'er was responsible, making it highly likely she was still alive. The five women then decided to cause another disturbance at the Qing camp, hoping to gain even more information. She cleared her throat and said, "Tonight, one of us will stay here. The other three will come with me. This operation must be a success, making the Qing demons restless and unable to eat or sleep in this place." Xie Yun, the eldest of the four, known as the "Female Zhuge Liang," knew that her second sister, Yang Qing, was extremely competitive and had difficulty controlling her emotions. So she smiled and said, "This time, we're just testing the waters to lure the commander out. We're not going to fight the Qing army. A little commotion is enough. There are more than four thousand soldiers in this camp. If we're really surrounded by them, it won't be easy to escape. It would be even worse if any of the sisters were injured. We'll make our move at midnight and must return before midnight." "What are you afraid of, eldest sister? In the past two years, haven't the five of us sisters always been successful in our operations, making the Qing demons run for their lives and escaping unscathed?" Ye Feng, the fifth sister, known as "Hibiscus Fist," chimed in from the side, his personality simple yet reckless. Xie Yun frowned. Ye Feng's martial arts skills weren't weak compared to the other five, but he was careless and made a series of mistakes at the beginning of the mission. Fortunately, everyone rectified the situation in time, preventing a major disaster. Since she was young and naive, the others turned a blind eye and didn't mention it to Wang Cong'er. Afterwards, they always assigned her the safest and easiest tasks, and she was truly oblivious, never noticing the error of her ways. With a gloomy expression, Tang Ning, nicknamed "Poisonous Lotus," spoke up from the side, "Fifth Sister's words make sense. It's just a surprise attack on a group of sleeping Qing soldiers. According to Fourth Sister's intelligence, there are no experts in this camp. Even if more Qing demons come, they're only fit to be food for my hidden weapons. I've developed several new hidden weapons recently, so it's a good opportunity to test their power on these useless soldiers." Xie Yun felt slightly displeased. It was one thing for Ye Feng to be young and ignorant, but Tang Ning, her third sister, was also egging her on. Tang Ning was the most bloodthirsty of the five, second only to Yang Qing. She was adept at using poison and hidden weapons, killing without mercy. Once, she poisoned the Qing army's food, killing more than 500 Qing soldiers. Their corpses stank and even made Yang Qing frown. However, she was always loyal to her sisters, and since they were all Qing soldiers, she couldn't really say anything. She could only hint to Wang Cong'er to tell Tang Ning to restrain herself and not add to her unnecessary killing. "Alright, the plan is decided. Fifth Sister will stay at this inn, while her three sisters and I will set off immediately." "Wait, why do you insist I stay? Do you think my martial arts aren't good enough? Or do you think I'll cause trouble and hold you back?" Ye Feng pouted. Xie Yun thought: Of course that's the reason. Is it because you're skilled in martial arts and clever? But with a smile on his face, he said, "Fifth Sister, have you forgotten? We left marks along the way, leading them all the way to this inn. If the Grand Commander or other White Lotus Sect brothers see the marks and come here, you can meet them. This mission is extremely important." Ye Feng immediately beamed, "Alright, don't worry, I'll stay in this room every step of the way. You all go ahead and have your fun." The usually taciturn "Jade Foot Soul Chaser" Qi Yue'er suddenly spoke up, "Fifth Sister, you must stay here and be careful. Pay close attention to your surroundings. Destroy the marks and leave at four in the morning. We'll meet at Shili Slope outside the town." "Don't worry, Fourth Sister, apart from your 'Fleeting Moment' of unparalleled lightness skill, no one in this world can escape my ears," Ye Feng said confidently. With everything settled, the four women packed their weapons and left the inn for the Qing army camp. Qi Yue'er glanced back at the second floor of the inn. She had just checked the inn's ledger; besides them, only one male guest had checked in today. She had observed him from the window and, seeing that he indeed lacked martial arts skills, she felt comfortable letting Ye Feng stay. However, she possessed an innate intuition, always sensing danger before it struck, though she couldn't quite put her finger on it. This trip to the military camp was to deliver a message to her sister-in-law, Wang Cong'er, but she felt that Wang Cong'er, given her personality, wouldn't openly kill someone outside the camp. But being a quiet person, she was reluctant to voice these thoughts, believing that strategic planning should be left to Xie Yun. Wang Cong'er had always instructed her to act only in case of unforeseen circumstances, and to speak of these matters now would be disrespectful to Xie Yun. Qi Yue'er could only remind herself not to overthink as she followed the others towards the military camp. Ye Feng felt restless after being alone in the room for only half an hour. First, she paced back and forth, then she practiced Bajiquan (a style of Chinese martial arts), and after a while, she simply kicked off her boots, put her feet up, and lay on the bed eating sunflower seeds, completely forgetting Qi Yue'er's instructions to be careful. Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Miss, your late-night snack has arrived." Ye Feng was puzzled; she hadn't ordered any late-night snacks. But speaking of food, her stomach was indeed a little hungry. Remembering that she hadn't locked the door, she said, "The door isn't locked, come in." A waiter wearing a felt hat pushed the door open, carrying a tray with a roast chicken on it. "What's for late-night snack?" Ye Feng asked casually, lying on the bed without even looking at the waiter. "This is a local specialty—strange-flavored chicken. Please eat it while it's hot, Miss." The waiter spoke with his head down, while glancing at Ye Feng's slender feet in white socks propped up on the bedside table. "Alright, you can go now. I'll settle the bill with you tomorrow," Ye Feng said, dismissing the waiter before wolfing down her food. While the other four women would always test their food for poison with a silver needle before eating, Ye Feng never did. She considered herself an old hand in the ways of the world; how could she possibly fall for some cheap drug? Although she found the chicken's taste strange, she simply attributed it to its characteristic. Outside the door, Yang Gouzi, disguised as a waiter, peered through the crack in the door at Ye Feng's innocent appearance, a lewd grin spreading across his face. Yang Mo sat in his tent, frowning. Four days had passed, and he still hadn't made a single clue. Aside from being verbally abused by the military commander, he hadn't gained anything else during the day. It seemed the prefect knew he had a past in the martial arts world, which was why he had hired him to solve the case. But the problem was, how could he possibly catch such a peerless master who could kill from afar? It seems he'll lose his minor official position eventually, but family matters are pressing for his attention. And to make matters worse, he received that person's letter yesterday. He's really overwhelmed. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his head, followed by laughter. "My good disciple, what's troubling you so much?" Yang Mo looked up and saw a monk in a yellow robe sitting in the previously empty chair. The monk appeared to be in his thirties, with a compassionate face and deeply sunken temples. Behind him stood four burly men, as if time had stood still for a few seconds. Startled, Yang Mo stammered, "Master Panchen Lama, what brings you here?" "Did I have to inform you of my arrival in the Central Plains? Helping innocent young girls escape suffering and ascend to the Pure Land is the purpose of Buddhism. On my journey eastward, I have already converted over a hundred young girls. This time, I've stayed here for over ten days," the Panchen Lama replied with a smile. Good heavens, the wolf hasn't even arrived yet, but the tiger has come first. This tiger has been enjoying picking flowers along the way, and it goes without saying that it's looking for a girl with martial arts skills. It's no wonder that both the righteous and the evil are furious. If you stay here for more than ten days, not only will you attract countless pursuers, but you may also cause me to get into legal trouble. Does this plague god have a grudge against me in my past life? A sudden, sharp pain shot through his head. The Panchen Lama, his expression gentle, said, "What plague god, fierce tiger? Who's the wild wolf? I can slowly dig out everything you're thinking." It turned out this Panchen Lama was a child prodigy of the Gelug school of Tibetan Buddhism, born with an astonishing superpower: the ability to unleash powerful energy through brainwaves, possessing extraordinary intelligence and a photographic memory. He later evolved his superpower into three extraordinary techniques: Mind-Bending Attack—using invisible brainwaves to attack the opponent's head, causing an instant, excruciating headache; the closer the distance, the greater the power, but the effective range is limited to within three zhang (approximately 10 meters). Mind-Reading Attack—the ability to read the opponent's thoughts, memories, and martial arts techniques with powerful brainwaves; the effective range is within half a zhang (approximately 15 meters), but it will be ineffective if the opponent's willpower is strong enough. Mind-Reading Insight—the highest extraordinary technique created by the Panchen Lama; he has never been seen using it since mastering it, so its power is unknown, but it is rumored to grant him immortality. His internal energy cultivation was based on the Tantric Prajna Divine Skill, and he was proficient in all aspects of Tantric martial arts, especially the Joyful Meditation Technique, which allowed him to steal the vital essence and internal energy of his partner during sexual intercourse. Although the Panchen Lama was a prodigy, he used his talent for evil purposes, raping countless young girls under the guise of saving the world. He even took four lewd disciples, known as the Four Vajras: Golden Lion, Silver Leopard, Bronze Ape, and Iron Cat. The Tantric sect could no longer tolerate him and repeatedly sent people to eradicate him, but all their efforts ended in defeat.He could truly be considered a tyrant in the Western Regions. A few years ago, when Yang Mo was smuggling goods in the Western Regions, he was overcome with lust and raped the daughter of a tribal chief. As a result, he was hunted down by the crowd, but was rescued by the Panchen Lama. The Panchen Lama admired audacious lechers, so he immediately took him as a disciple and taught him the Joyful Meditation and Mahamudra. He even said that when he came to the Central Plains to hunt for women, he would need Yang Mo as his guide. Who knew that Yang Mo would show up at this crucial moment? Knowing he couldn't hide anything from him, Yang Mo said, "Master, that person is Lei Wanchou. We're sworn brothers, and he's come from Miao territory to visit his disciple in the Central Plains." "Oh, Lei Wanchou? I've heard of him. His martial arts aren't high, but he's an expert in various unorthodox arts, mechanisms, formations, and poisons. His sect was destroyed by a female knight-errant, so he's harbored hatred for all female knights-errant since childhood. After years of study, he's mastered it, and since his debut, he's raped and murdered dozens of famous female knights-errant, some of whom were top-tier fighters. He fled to Miao territory after incurring the wrath of the martial world, but I never expected him to reappear. I'd really like to befriend him." "I never imagined Master knew about the affairs of the martial world without even leaving home. I'm truly impressed. I'll definitely introduce him to you," Yang Mo said with a fawning smile. "By the way, what else are you hiding from me? Just tell me everything, don't make me waste my time. Aren't the most famous female knights in the Central Plains that white-clad knight Wang Cong'er and her 'White Lotus Five Flowers'? Do you have any news about them?" Yang Mo's heart trembled. What if he found out about Wang Cong'er? He really didn't want to share this matter with this lecherous master. Just then, a deafening "boom" came from outside the tent. The powerful shockwave blew the tent away. The Four Vajras and Yang Mo covered their ears, but the Panchen Lama remained calm. The military camp's gunpowder depot had been set on fire, causing a violent explosion that woke the sleeping Qing soldiers. Chaos ensued, with some rushing to put out the fire and others trying to restrain the frightened horses. A group of Qing soldiers, weapons in hand, had just rushed out of the camp when they clutched their feet and screamed in agony. The ground outside the camp, spanning over ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), was covered with poisoned needles. Those who stepped on them died instantly from the poison, while the rest cowered in fear. A red figure leaped down from a tree, unleashing dozens of hidden weapons in a single strike, instantly felling a group of Qing soldiers. The weapons that struck also carried explosives, which exploded, releasing plumes of colored smoke that caused Qing soldiers who inhaled it to foam at the mouth. A white figure darted into the eastern camp like lightning, each strike of his longsword falling to the ground. Although the Qing army outnumbered them, their panic prevented them from forming a proper encirclement. The white figure moved with impunity, and within moments, dozens had fallen, wounded by his sword. A colorful figure also charged in from the west, wielding twin blades, cutting through tents from one to another, retreating where there were more soldiers and attacking where there were fewer. The entire camp was in complete chaos. The musketeers rushed in with their guns, only to find that the gunpowder had been watered down, rendering them useless. Yang Qing, wielding the "Dustless Sword Technique," charged from the outer camp into the inner camp, thinking: "These Qing devils are truly pathetic. I might as well take the Qing commander's head today." Suddenly, a burly man appeared before him, wielding a large axe, and attacked with ferocious force, clearly a top-tier expert. In the midst of the chaos, Yang Qing deftly deflected the attack with a flick of his longsword, secretly astonished. How could there be such a master in the army camp? But even a master was better than a weakling. Yang Qing's competitive spirit was ignited, and he launched a fierce sword attack, determined to fight the burly man. After more than ten moves, he had gained the upper hand, but then a master wielding a large club appeared, joining forces with the axe-wielding master, temporarily holding off Yang Qing. On the other side, Xie Yun, seeing that the commotion had subsided, was about to send a signal to the air for everyone to retreat when a sudden gust of cold wind swept in. Although she dodged to the left in time, her ample breasts couldn't avoid it. With a "rip," her left bra was torn open, and a burning pain shot through her chest. Her snow-white breasts popped out, revealing four red marks. Embarrassed by the sudden exposure, Xie Yun hurriedly covered her chest with one arm. A burly man, unarmed, launched a series of claw attacks, uttering vulgarities: "What big breasts! I'm so thirsty. Quickly stick out that breast and let me feed it." Xie Yun's martial arts skills were no less than this man's, but because her bra was torn and she had to use one hand to protect her chest, the power of her Mandarin Duck Twin Blades was reduced to half. In addition, in her panic, she was forced to only be able to parry. Tang Ning's situation wasn't easy either. She was using a squad of Qing soldiers as live targets when suddenly a burly man with a shield and a Qing officer wielding a meteor hammer appeared out of nowhere, pressing forward relentlessly. Tang Ning's hidden weapons were numerous, but the shield-wielding man's large shield was impenetrable, causing the weapons to bounce off. The officer swung his meteor hammer wildly, striking Tang Ning repeatedly from a distance, forcing her to be distracted. Tang Ning could only retreat, running away while continuing to launch hidden weapons, getting further and further away from Yang and Xie, making it impossible for them to reunite. The Panchen Lama watched coldly, inwardly chuckling: It seems the so-called "Five Flowers of White Lotus" are nothing special. Golden Lion and Silver Leopard could fight Yang Qing to a draw, Iron Cat had the upper hand against Xie Yun, and Bronze Gorilla Yang Mo rendered Tang Ning's hidden weapons useless. Given the current situation, capturing the three of them shouldn't be a problem. He decided to deal with the weakest, Xie Yun, first. He flashed behind Xie Yun, about to strike, when suddenly a Qing soldier beside him delivered a lightning-fast kick to the knee of the smug Tie Mao. Tie Mao felt excruciating pain and lost his balance, only to be struck in the throat by another swift kick. Even with his superior external martial arts skills, he coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, clutching his throat. The Panchen Lama was stunned. The Qing soldier had already removed his outer garment, revealing a black night-clothes underneath, and draped them over Xie Yun, saying, "Eldest sister, wear this to meet up with second and third sisters. I'll deal with him." It turned out she was none other than the previously unseen "Jade Foot Soul Chaser," Qi Yue'er. She had disguised herself as a Qing soldier, hiding in the shadows, observing the mysterious expert Xie Yun in danger, and immediately launched a surprise attack to relieve Xie Yun's immediate crisis. Xie Yun blushed and said, "Fourth Sister, please be careful. Let's meet outside the West Camp." With that, she donned Qing soldier's uniform and ran towards Yang Qing. The Panchen Lama, looking at the beautiful and composed Qi Yue'er, smiled and said, "Impressive! You must be 'Jade Foot Soul Chaser' Qi Yue'er from the 'Five White Lotus Flowers.' I never imagined your Shadowless Leg Technique would be so swift, and your mind so brilliant. I am the Panchen Lama; may I ask you to teach me a few moves?" Qi Yue'er turned and dashed towards the cliff behind the camp. The Panchen Lama used his lightness skill to pursue her. He immediately guessed that Qi Yue'er had seen through his extraordinary skill and was using herself as bait to lure him away, giving his sisters a chance to escape. As he chased, he said, "Miss Qi is truly a righteous person. We have no past grievances or present enemies, and I have absolutely no intention of harming you. I only hope you will stop and listen to me." But Qi Yue'er simply ran on, ignoring him completely. As the two chased each other, they neared the cliff top. The Panchen Lama thought to himself, "If she wanted to lure me away, she wouldn't have put herself in such a desperate situation. Why is she running this way?" A thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately understood Qi Yue'er's plan. He concentrated his mind and unleashed a strange technique—his mental tribulation. Qi Yue'er felt a sharp pain in her head, and her movements slowed. The Panchen Lama seized the opportunity, leaping forward like lightning, his arm extending an extra foot, and swiftly grabbing Qi Yue'er's delicate right foot. Feeling its softness, his heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to tighten his grip on the acupoints on the sole of her foot, her right foot suddenly seemed to thin out, slipping from his grasp. What he held was now a black boot, along with the socks inside. Before the Panchen Lama could react, Qi Yue'er's bare right foot kicked him hard in the chest again, the force so powerful that it sent him staggering back several steps. Qi Yue'er, using the force of the kick, propelled herself off the cliff edge. Then, a long cloak stretched out from behind her, billowing in the wind, and she glided down the cliff like a bird. The Panchen Lama watched Qi Yue'er fly away like a strange bird; in the darkness, only her snow-white jade foot was clearly visible. As a result, the "Four White Lotus Flowers" escaped unscathed. Xie Yun joined the battle in time, helping Yang Qing wound Jin Shi. Seeing the situation was dire, Yin Bao grabbed his injured senior brother and fled. Later, the two reunited with Tang Ning. Seeing that the enemy had joined forces, Bronze Gorilla Yang Mo knew he was outnumbered and dared not press forward. Qi Yue'er, using the cloak's gliding motion, also safely left the military camp and rejoined the others. The Qing army tallied their casualties: 176 dead and 320 wounded. The Qing commander's face was contorted with grief, as if he had lost his parents. On the Panchen Lama's side, Jin Shi was wounded in the ribs, but fortunately, his internal injuries were not severed. Tie Mao was the most seriously injured, with a shattered kneecap and a severely damaged throat, rendering him unable to speak or eat. Copper Ape inhaled some poisonous fumes during his fight with Tang Ning, but is now fine after being detoxified. Yang Mo and Silver Leopard are unharmed. The Panchen Lama examined his disciple's injuries, then held Qi Yue'er's boots in quiet contemplation: The White Lotus Five Flowers are renowned in the Central Plains, but Yang Qing and Tang Ning, the most bloodthirsty among them, seem to be nothing more than shrewish women, losing their minds when their killing intent flares, completely oblivious to how to coordinate with the others. Xie Yun is resourceful and avoids the main conflict, but lacks adaptability. That Ye Feng is probably a complete fool, utterly insignificant. But he overlooked Qi Yue'er; according to the records, she was merely a spy responsible for gathering military intelligence, with no outstanding achievements, and always very low-key. But her performance just now was quite different from what was described in the records.In the chaos, she disguised herself as a Qing soldier to launch a surprise attack on the enemy, quickly rescuing Xie Yun and then drawing away her, the most skilled fighter of them all. Leading herself to a nearby cliff allowed her to escape using her cloak while preventing herself from pursuing the others. When he attacked her head with his mental attack, grabbing her right foot, she instantly used her "bone-shrinking technique," a "golden cicada shedding its shell," and used a powerful kick to knock him back before using the momentum to escape again—her quick reflexes were astonishing. That kick made his blood surge; her skill far exceeded his expectations. The explosion of the military camp's gunpowder depot and the waterlogging of the muskets' gunpowder were likely her doing. It's truly perplexing why such a calm, intelligent, and courageous person didn't become the leader of the "White Lotus Five Flowers" but instead remained a spy. He held the boots to his nose and smelled their exquisite fragrance. He thought to himself, "The name 'Jade Feet Chaser' truly lives up to its reputation. Her jade feet are truly intoxicating. One day, those jade feet will be mine. Only by defiled such a woman can one truly savor the experience." A burning desire ignited in the Panchen Lama's heart; he hadn't felt this way in many years. On the way back to Blackwater Town, Yang Qing said with a stern face, "It's such a pity that I couldn't kill that expert with that sword strike. If I had exchanged a few more blows, I would have easily defeated the other one." Tang Ning said, "I killed a lot of soldiers tonight and learned from a few more experts. It was definitely worth the trip." Xie Yun frowned and said, "How come so many experts suddenly appeared in this military camp? Judging from their fighting style, they don't seem to be from the Central Plains. I wonder where they come from?" Qi Yue'er lowered her head and said, "It's all my fault this time. I didn't find out the details of the military camp properly, which almost caused all the sisters to get hurt. I was chased by that monk so much that I even lost my boots." After saying that, she moved her bare right foot apologetically. Under the moonlight, her right foot was indeed as smooth as frost and as white as jade. Her five toes were crystal clear and beautiful, even slightly better than Wang Cong'er's foot. It was hard to imagine that this seemingly soft and untouchable jade foot had just caused great damage to a master of external martial arts. As Qi Yue'er spoke, she took out a piece of cloth from her bosom and wrapped it around her right foot. Xie Yun blushed and quickly tightened her Qing soldier's clothes. Compared to Qi Yue'er, her torn bra was truly embarrassing. If Qi Yue'er hadn't arrived in time, she would have been a prisoner in an instant. What was rare was that Qi Yue'er never mentioned the incident afterward, taking all the blame upon herself. She was deeply moved. Tang Ning shook his head and said, "Everyone performed very well today. Let's hurry back to the inn. Ye Feng must be getting impatient." The group then used their lightness skills to speed up their journey. Qi Yue'er's unease did not lessen at all. They had already escaped unscathed, so why did she still feel unusually uneasy? Could something have happened to Ye Feng? Yang Gouzi had also heard rumors about Wang Cong'er and the "White Lotus Five Flowers" when he was in Yang Family Village. The rumors said that they were all celestial beings descended to earth, possessing extraordinary skills that could kill thousands of people with a flick of their fingers. In short, they were no different from the Buddha. Yang Gouzi could only fantasize about raping these unseen fairies, never imagining he actually possessed such ability. However, just over ten days ago, Wang Cong'er, who had been touted as a savior like Guanyin, had been brutally raped by him and a group of local thugs. A few days earlier, he had even more brutally raped her bare-handed, with her right leg tied by a rope. Although the outcome wasn't ideal, in his mind, those supposedly divine heroines were no longer a threat. He eavesdropped on the conversation of "White Lotus Five Flowers" upstairs, and later saw "Hibiscus Fist" Ye Feng alone. Judging from her speech, she was clearly a complete fool. He then poked a hole in the paper window of her room and peeked inside. He saw this so-called heroine had kicked off her boots and was lying on the bed, casually eating sunflower seeds. He first inquired with the innkeeper and learned that the waiter was from out of town. He then had him bring over the roast chicken he had ordered, and stabbed him to death when he wasn't looking. He then switched their clothes, slashed the waiter's face dozens of times, disfiguring him and making him his scapegoat. He added a small packet of sleeping potion to the roast chicken's seasoning, and, disguised as the waiter, delivered it to Ye Feng. Ye Feng, surprisingly, didn't suspect a thing and swallowed the unknown roast chicken without even testing it with a silver needle. The result was exactly as Yang Gouzi had predicted. Half an incense stick later, Yang Gouzi pushed open the door and saw the arrogant Ye Feng lying unconscious on the bed, a smile still playing on her lips, completely unaware of the impending doom she was facing. This was the first time Yang Gouzi had seen Ye Feng so closely. She had two small braids, a pretty face like a peach blossom, and dimples on her cheeks. She still retained a childlike innocence, exuding a virginal fragrance. A blue warrior outfit covered her still-developing body; her breasts seemed small, her waist slender, her figure petite yet perfectly proportioned. Her delicate feet, clad in white socks, were perched high on the headboard, and upon closer inspection, she wore gold anklets. What an adorable little beauty! Yang Gouzi couldn't help but admire her inwardly. Unfortunately, Yang Gouzi was a born pervert; the more beautiful something was, the more he wanted to destroy and ravage it with the dirtiest methods. Meeting such a mad dog was truly Ye Feng's misfortune. Yang Gouzi had planned it all out. He packed Ye Feng's bundle, helped her put on her thin-soled boots, wrapped her in a blanket, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and slipped out the back door. Yang Gouzi first found the only carriage rental shop in town, hired a carriage, and deliberately left Ye Feng's booted feet sticking out of the blanket, causing the shopkeepers to whisper amongst themselves. As soon as the carriage left town, he told the driver to stop, claiming to be a government constable apprehending a notorious bandit. He gave the driver twenty taels of silver (from Ye Feng's bag, of course) and told him to drive the carriage a hundred li away and then circle back, taking as many mountain roads as possible. The driver, an honest man who had never seen so much silver in his life, immediately believed Yang Gouzi and kept kowtowing to thank this benevolent official before galloping off. Yang Gouzi's plan was to make the other four women believe that the innkeeper's staff had committed murder, robbery, and rape, then hired a carriage to escape. He, however, turned the tables, carrying Ye Feng back to the small town. Many houses in the town were empty; he needed a relatively safe place to conduct his business. He ultimately chose the prison behind the county government office. Due to years of banditry, even the county magistrate and his entourage had fled, leaving the prison deserted. He carried Ye Feng into the prison cell and searched the storeroom, unexpectedly finding a flintlock pistol, a dozen iron bullets, and some torture instruments. He was overjoyed, already devising a method to torture Ye Feng. He first found a clamp, tightly binding the two ends of it to Ye Feng's knees with thick, water-soaked hemp rope, bending her legs, and binding her hands behind her back to the two ends of the clamp. Seeing that everything was in place, Yang Gouzi picked up a bucket of cold water and splashed it on Ye Feng's face. In her dazed state, Ye Feng felt a cool sensation on her face and choked on water. Opening her eyes, she found herself surrounded by stone walls, lying in a patch of straw. She only remembered feeling sleepy after eating roast chicken in her room and falling asleep on the bed. She hadn't expected everything to change so drastically upon waking; she thought she was dreaming. Trying to stand, she found her knees bound by a stick, bent and unable to straighten, while her hands were tied behind her back. She tried to break the ropes binding her arms with her internal energy, but the effort tightened the ends of the binding stick, causing excruciating pain in her knees. "Ah!" she cried out in agony. "Ye Feng, you silly girl, you've been caught! You're now a prisoner of the court. Don't make me waste my time, just confess everything!" Yang Gouzi fabricated a story, feigning seriousness. Ye Feng's mind went blank. How could she, a top-tier female martial artist, be arrested by the authorities for no apparent reason? Could the chicken I just ate have been poisoned? I truly regret not listening to my sisters and using silver needles to test for poison; otherwise, with my martial arts skills, how could I have been captured by such a minor official? Although she was terrified, she remained defiant, saying in a deep voice, "Hmph, since you know my name, 'Hibiscus Fist' Ye Feng, you should know the power of us 'White Lotus Five Flowers.' I advise you to release me quickly, or my four sisters will find you here and make you wish you were dead." "Oh, you mean you 'Idiot Five Flowers'? Your four silly sisters who went to raid the Qing army camp have all been caught, and now more than ten brothers are taking turns serving them. You're the worst looking, so you'll have to be left to me." "Yang Gouzi's actions were clearly intended to undermine Ye Feng's confidence. Sure enough, Ye Feng was shocked upon hearing this. Only the five of them knew about the raid on the military camp; how did this person know? Were her four sisters really captured as well? But she still retorted defiantly, 'You liar! No one in the world could capture them! You're spreading rumors; I'll cut it off!' 'Damn it, still so ruthless even as a prisoner! I'll show you what I, Gouzi, am capable of,' Yang Gouzi said, kicking Ye Feng on the shoulder. A loud 'Ah!' came from Yang Gouzi, not Ye Feng. It turned out Ye Feng had already activated her family's 'Hun Yuan Jin' to protect herself."The kick from Yang Gouzi was immediately rebounded by her powerful internal force, as if he had kicked a stone tablet. "Hmph, you lackey, now you know how powerful you are, right? Quickly release this girl, and I might spare your life," Ye Feng, seeing Yang Gouzi suffer, became smug again, thinking he had the situation under control. Suddenly, Yang Gouzi changed direction and kicked Ye Feng in the groin. The kick was incredibly powerful, and Ye Feng couldn't even muster his defensive energy. This was a vital spot for both men and women, and the pain from the kick alone made Ye Feng scream in agony. "Ah, you beast, where did you kick? It hurts so much!" "Nonsense, why would I kick you if it didn't hurt?" With that, Yang Gouzi kicked Ye Feng in the groin seven or eight times in succession. Even with Ye Feng's high level of skill, he could hardly withstand such a violent kick to a woman's vital spot. He was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't even cry out. He tried to break free of the ropes, but only the pain in his knees intensified, and for a moment he dared not utter a single word. Seeing Ye Feng's arrogance subside, Yang Gouzi was overjoyed, but remembering how she had dared to retaliate against him, causing his foot to still ache, he felt a surge of anger. He pulled out a small knife from his pocket, grabbed Ye Feng's right foot, and said, "Silly girl, let's play a 'beauty taking off her boots' game!" "With that, he used a small knife to slowly cut open the sole of the leather boot. Ye Feng was terrified and tried desperately to break the clamp, but the clamp was made of mahogany and was as thick as a teacup. The hemp rope was also soaked in water, so no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain. Yang Gouzi pinched her right foot and cut off the sole of the boot, revealing the white socks inside. He then gently ran the back of the knife across the sole of Ye Feng's foot, which made Ye Feng shout repeatedly, "Stop! Don't hurt my foot! I have no grudge against you! Why are you cutting my boot? Those are the boots that Sister Yue'er made for me this year. You have to pay me back right now!" Yang Gouzi chuckled evilly, "Silly girl, I can afford to pay for the boot, but I can't afford to pay for your little feet. In a moment, I'm going to peel off the skin of your little feet first, then cut off the flesh piece by piece, and then cut it down to just a few bones. That's what I call 'beauty taking off her boots'." Having said that, he pulled Ye Feng's boot, the one with the sole cut off, onto her leg, revealing her slender foot clad in a white sock. "You were just sticking those two feet up so high, and you didn't even care when I came in to bring you chickens. You were trying to seduce men by showing them your feet, weren't you? Oh, there's an anklet hidden under that sock. It must be stolen goods from the people, confiscated by the government." With that, he casually removed the gold anklet from Ye Feng's foot. "Give it back to me! You bad man! You ruined my boot and stole my anklet! It's a keepsake from my mother! Give it back to me right now!" Ye Feng shouted desperately. "Bah! Your whole family are traitors! They deserve to die! You refused to die with your family and dared to betray the court, killing countless soldiers. Your crimes are unforgivable! Today, I will seek justice for those who died!" Yang Gouzi said, tearing off Ye Feng's white sock as well. "You're talking nonsense! We, the 'White Lotus Five Flowers,' only killed corrupt officials who harmed the people, and saved the suffering masses. You—you let go right now, why are you touching my feet?" Yang Gouzi stroked Ye Feng's delicate and beautiful feet, feeling that they were inferior to Wang Cong'er's, but still undeniably beautiful, with fair and delicate ankles that were captivating. He couldn't help but lean in and sniff, but his expression immediately changed. He picked up a bamboo stick from the ground and viciously lashed Ye Feng's soles. "Damn it, you stinky-footed girl, how dare you trick me! Your feet are nice-looking, but they stink worse than shit. They've ruined my nose! I'll beat your stinky feet to death!" After all, not every beautiful woman in the world has feet as beautiful and fragrant as Wang Cong'er's or Qi Yue'er's. It was perfectly normal for Ye Feng's feet to have an odor, but Yang Gouzi, this foot fetishist, considered it an unforgivable crime, believing that Ye Feng had deceived him. After more than thirty lashes, Ye Feng's right foot swelled up. She had always been the darling of her family, and even after joining the White Lotus Sect, she was cared for like a younger sister by a large group of older sisters. She had never suffered like this before. The pain brought tears to her eyes, and her angry curses turned into pleas: "Please, stop hitting me! My feet are smelly because I haven't washed them. Just let me wash them, please stop torturing me." Yang Gouzi, still seething with hatred, sneered, "There's only one way to truly quell my anger: use your body to quell it." With that, he grabbed Ye Feng's wide-open crotch and ripped it open, revealing white underwear underneath. "What do you want to do? Don't do anything rash, or I'll kill you!" Ye Feng realized the other man harbored malicious intentions and could only threaten him, hoping to scare him away. Yang Gouzi remained silent, then grabbed Ye Feng's trousers and tossed them aside, revealing her private area. Her pink vulva appeared somewhat swollen and red, likely the result of his earlier kick. Sparse pubic hair surrounded her vulva, as if it had been there specifically for his arrival. In his excitement, he gripped the clamp between Ye Feng's legs and pressed down hard. Ye Feng felt a sharp pain between her legs and could only curl up like a shrimp to alleviate the pain. The clamp between her legs was almost touching her chest. Yang Gouzi pressed on, grabbing Ye Feng's bra and tearing it open, along with her bodice, revealing her small, delicate breasts, adorned with a pair of red nipples that made them even more adorable. Yang Gouzi pulled down his pants, his erect penis already poised to strike. Ye Feng saw for the first time the ugliest thing on a man's body, resembling a large black snake. She couldn't imagine such a thing being inserted into her body; she'd heard it could cause childbirth. At this point, all she could do was helplessly plead and cry, "Please, please don't defile my purity! I'll never be able to get married like this! Take the anklet, don't ruin my body! Eldest sister, second sister, third sister, fourth sister, come save me! I don't want this!" She was filled with deep regret. Why hadn't she paid attention to her surroundings? Why had she eaten that roast chicken she hadn't ordered? Why hadn't she used a silver needle to test for poison? Why had she always been lazy when her fourth sister asked her to learn the art of bone shrinking? Otherwise, how could these few ropes have stumped her? There's no going back. Ye Feng felt a sharp pain in her lower body as a burning rod plunged into her. The tender walls of her vagina immediately enveloped her, and the rod continued its relentless thrust, reaching the last line of defense for her virginity. Ye Feng's eyes widened, her mouth trembled, and her whole body shook uncontrollably. She couldn't even utter a plea. Yang Gouzi lewdly chuckled, "Stinky-footed girl, congratulations on growing up. You've truly become a woman." With that, he thrust forcefully, his penis breaking through the last line of defense for his virginity. A trickle of blood seeped from their point of union. "Ah! You beast! I don't want to live anymore! I'll fight you to the death!" Ye Feng twisted her body frantically like a madwoman, but the more she struggled, the more intense the pain in her knees became. The pain was so intense that she couldn't muster any strength, and all she could do was scream loudly to release the immense pain in her body and mind. Yang Gouzi gripped the clamp tightly, folding Ye Feng's body to its limit. He bit down on her still-developing breasts, his body pounding against the young girl like a pile driver. Their bodies joined in the darkness, a far cry from consensual lovemaking, yet a complete expression of primal instincts, a union devoid of emotion, only physical intimacy. Women are always vulnerable to humiliation and harm, even highly skilled female warriors are not immune. Ye Feng, a virgin, couldn't withstand the onslaught of Yang Gouzi, a seasoned lover. She quickly succumbed to the suffocating torment, her last thought before fainting: "Will I be pregnant with this beast's child?" Yang Gouzi didn't care whether she fainted or not, continuing his relentless thrusts until he ejaculated a large amount of hot semen into Ye Feng's uterus. Yang Gouzi, also feeling exhausted, stood up and looked at Ye Feng, who lay there like a pile of mud. Her beautiful hair was disheveled, sweat clinging to her cheeks, and tears still clung to her childish face. Her swollen breasts, bitten and bruised, rose and fell slightly, and her virgin territory was now covered in a bloody, white filth, flowing all over the ground. From this night on, the once pure and innocent heroine, "Hibiscus Fist" Ye Feng, would cease to exist. She had lost all her dignity and chastity, the only thing she had gained was a large amount of semen that Yang Gouzi had ejaculated inside her. "That was really good. I wonder if the other four had it even better than her," Yang Gouzi murmured, still feeling unsatisfied as he sat on the ground. [The End]

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