Blackwater Town Heroine

Ye Feng was nowhere to be found at the meeting point at "Shili Slope." The "White Lotus Four Flowers" rushed back to the inn, only to find a crowd gathered inside. The innkeeper was lamenting his misfortune with a mournful face. Qi Yue'er's heart sank; she hadn't expected something like this to really happen. The innkeeper, seeing them return, hurriedly apologized: "Ladies, while you were away last night, someone was killed! The guest staying upstairs was murdered, and the lady who shared a room with you, along with one of our staff members, has also disappeared." The four women were shocked and rushed to check their room. The room was perfectly tidy, showing no signs of a struggle. There was a pile of sunflower seed shells beside the bed, and an empty plate on the table. Ye Feng and her luggage were all gone. Tang Ning picked up the plate and smelled it, saying, "It's been drugged." "Could Fifth Sister have been drugged? Even though she's careless, she shouldn't have fallen for such a low-down trick!" Yang Qing clearly didn't believe it. Xie Yun frowned beside her and said, "It's hard to say. Fifth Sister never uses silver needles to test for poison. There's a possibility she fell for a trap due to carelessness." "Could this be a shady inn? I'll go teach the innkeeper a lesson and make him release Fifth Sister immediately!" Tang Ning, with her impulsive and extreme personality, was eager to rush out and vent her anger on the poor innkeeper. "Third Sister, calm down. We already inquired about this inn before we checked in. It's been open for over ten years and has always been honest. It's definitely not a shady inn. Let's go upstairs and check on the dead customer before making a decision." Xie Yun pulled Tang Ning back to calm her down, but she herself was also extremely anxious. The four of them had always treated Ye Feng like an innocent little sister and never let her take any risks. Now that she had suddenly disappeared, Xie Yun was also in a state of panic. The four of them went upstairs and entered the room. They saw a man lying on the table. The wound on his back had already congealed, and blood was flowing all over the floor. His face had been slashed dozens of times, and his features were no longer recognizable. His luggage was also missing. The innkeeper said the guest had ordered a plate of roast chicken for supper that night, which was brought up by the missing waiter, but the waiter never returned. When the other waiters went upstairs to invite him down for breakfast the next morning, they discovered the guest had been dead for some time. Ye Feng was also nowhere to be found downstairs. The area was no longer under the jurisdiction of the county magistrate, and the surrounding villagers were at a loss, only able to watch and speculate wildly. All signs pointed to the waiter as the murderer who had killed, robbed, and drugged Ye Feng. The innkeeper said he was from out of town and had only recently come to work there; he was said to be from Guangdong. It wouldn't be easy for him to take such a large person away; Xie Yun guessed he would have gone to the car dealership to hire a carriage to leave town. The four of them rushed to the car dealership and inquired. The owner and his employees confirmed that a man dressed as a waiter had indeed come the previous night carrying a bundle of quilts and hired a carriage to head south. Underneath the bundle of quilts, a pair of leather boots, resembling a woman's feet, were visible. Upon hearing that the color and size of the boots matched those worn by Ye Feng, the four were almost certain of Xie Yun's deduction. Xie Yun anxiously said, "Let's ride after them immediately. We should be able to catch up with them within a day. I just hope that accomplice hasn't harmed Fifth Sister yet. That girl is always so proud and arrogant; she's really going to suffer this time." She was even more worried about Ye Feng, who was so beautiful and charming. If the murderer were to assault Ye Feng, it would be worse than killing her. "If that beast dares to touch a hair on Fifth Sister's head, I, Tang Ning, will make him taste the punishments of our Tang Clan, making him wish he were dead." "Alright, let's put everything else aside for now. Let's buy horses and go rescue Fifth Sister," even the usually cold and aloof Yang Qing became impatient. Qi Yue'er, meanwhile, frowned and remained silent. The four women went to the carriage shop to buy horses, only to find that the shop only had two horses left; the rest were donkeys and mules. Yang Qing decided that she and Tang Ning would ride ahead to catch up, while Xie Yun and Qi Yue'er would stay at the inn to continue inquiring about Wang Cong'er. After all, their commotion the night before would soon spread for hundreds of miles around, and it would be best if Wang Cong'er could find the inn by following the marks they left behind. Yang Qing and Tang Ning bought horses and galloped south towards the town. Xie Yun and Qi Yue'er returned to the inn. The body had not yet been moved. Qi Yue'er thought for a moment, then walked to the body, picked up one of its hands, and examined it carefully. After a moment of contemplation, she said to Xie Yun, "Elder sister, we may have been tricked. This person should be the inn's waiter. The murderer who killed and kidnapped Fifth Sister is the guest." Xie Yun was startled and asked, "Fourth sister, why did you make this judgment?" "This person's palm had a lot of oil stains, and he smelled of kitchen grease. The murderer disfigured his face to make him unrecognizable. But this guest is new here, and no one knows him. Why would he go to such lengths? I think he killed the waiter, disguised himself as him, served Fifth Sister a roast chicken laced with sleeping potion, tricked her into eating it, and then kidnapped her." This man is very cunning. Since he went to such lengths to set up this scheme, he shouldn't have gone to the car dealership to hire a car behind Fifth Sister's back, and left such obvious evidence for us to investigate. He's likely using a diversionary tactic, a feint to one side while attacking another, and he and Fifth Sister are actually still in this town. "Qi Yue'er, usually so quiet, unusually spoke her mind, revealing all her thoughts. Yes, everything seems too obvious; this is clearly a trap set by the murderer to mislead us. Actually, with Xie Yun's intelligence, she wouldn't normally be deceived by Yang Gouzi's scheme. It's just that this time, their most beloved younger sister is in danger. As the saying goes, concern makes one confused, causing even the usually resourceful female strategist to lose her usual calm judgment." "Oh no, Second Sister and Third Sister left too quickly. They're going to have wasted their time." "Not necessarily. If he used a feint, he might still be on the train. Second Sister and Third Sister won't have wasted their time either. We need to intensify our search of every house in this town. The murderer might hide in an abandoned house, but that will probably take a lot of time." Xie Yun felt ashamed as she looked at Qi Yue'er, who was calmly analyzing everything. She was called "Female Zhuge Liang" but was at a loss when faced with an emergency. On the contrary, Fourth Sister was always calm and always analyzed problems rationally. With her talent, she was more than qualified to be the leader of "White Lotus Five Flowers." She had suggested to Qi Yue'er several times that she should be the leader of "White Lotus Five Flowers," but each time she politely declined, choosing to do her job as an unnoticed spy. Her magnanimity and composure were truly admirable. "Then let's split up. I'll go from the east, and you go from the southwest, Fourth Sister. I'll disguise you to make things easier, so the authorities won't come and check us." Xie Yun immediately helped Qi Yue'er and herself disguise themselves. Xie Yun disguised herself as a white-haired old woman in her sixties or seventies, while Qi Yue'er disguised herself as a middle-aged man in his forties. The two of them began searching the town separately. On "Shili Slope" outside the town, five knights stood on the slope watching two horses galloping out of the town. These five men were Panchen Lama and his disciples. After the fierce battle at the military camp yesterday, Panchen Lama bid farewell to Yang Mo and took his disciples to track down the "White Lotus Five Flowers." When they reached Blackwater Town, they happened to see Yang Qing and Tang Ning riding out of the town. The Panchen Lama said in a deep voice, "Golden Lion and Silver Leopard, your mounts can easily catch up with these two inferior horses. Bring them back to me, and remember, they must be living virgins." "Master, Yang Qing's martial arts are extremely high. Even if the two of us join forces, we are not confident of defeating her, let alone the fact that she has Tang Ning by her side." "You can rest assured about that. Yang Qing has already sent Black Sable to inform Lei Wanchou, who is nearby. He will help you. But remember, don't let that lecherous ghost touch those two flowers. I want virgins!" Golden Lion and Silver Leopard shuddered and hurriedly agreed, riding their horses to catch up. They knew that the Panchen Lama's favorite pastime was raping virgins with profound inner strength, because their virginity was very beneficial to his youthful appearance. Although he appeared to be in his thirties, he was actually over seventy years old. This was achieved by sacrificing the virginity of countless female masters with profound inner strength. "White Lotus Five Flowers" were even more exquisite among female warriors. No wonder the Panchen Lama was determined to have them. The Panchen Lama gazed at Blackwater Town, his mind once again recalling Qi Yue'er's jade-like foot that had ignited his burning desire. He hadn't felt this excited in many years. "Just you wait," he thought, "this time I'll make sure you can't escape. Soon I'll let you taste the ultimate pleasure." He spurred his horse and said, "Copper Gorilla, Iron Cat, follow me into town. I want the remaining three flowers to never have a chance to leave this town again." With that, the three riders charged down the ten-mile slope, speeding towards Blackwater Town. In the prison of Blackwater Town, a tall male body writhed on top of a petite, snow-white female body, roaring like a wild beast. The girl beneath him was half-dead, only uttering moans like a dying deer. Her body trembled uncontrollably, white saliva dripping from her mouth. Her eyes stared blankly at the dark ceiling, her mind a void, only knowing how to submit. Her hands and feet were firmly bound to a clamp, and she had completely given up struggling. Last night, she was Ye Feng, the renowned "Hibiscus Fist" master of martial arts. But last night, she lost her virginity to Yang Gouzi, a lowly, lewd-looking philanderer. From last night until noon today, he had been raping her. At first, Ye Feng tried to resist, but eventually she gave up completely, becoming nothing more than a tool for Yang Gouzi to satisfy his lust. With a series of perverted screams, Yang Gouzi was about to reach another climax. He gripped Ye Feng's legs tightly, thrust his body forward, and ejaculated.He ejaculated once more into Ye Feng's uterus, then collapsed onto Ye Feng's weak and delicate body as if utterly exhausted. Ye Feng only showed a fleeting expression of pain when he ejaculated, before returning to normal. Yang Gouzi climbed off Ye Feng, exhausted from six hours of frenzied rape. Ye Feng seemed to have been numbed, losing interest in raping an expressionless puppet all day. To add some amusement, he took a candle from his bundle, lit it, and held the flame to Ye Feng's pubic hair. The pubic hair curled up from the heat, but because it was covered in the filth from their intercourse, it couldn't be ignited. Yang Gouzi moved the candle flame to the sole of Ye Feng's left leather boot. The flame gradually ignited the boot, and the fire spread upwards until Ye Feng's entire left foot was engulfed in flames. Ye Feng, who had been expressionless, felt the warmth on her left foot gradually turn into scorching heat. She seemed to snap out of her daze and shouted at the burning boot, "Quick—put out the fire! My foot is on fire! It's burning me! Quickly find some water to put out the fire!" Yang Gouzi laughed gleefully, "Aren't you a heroine? Aren't you supposed to have profound inner strength? How come you're afraid of even a small fire? Just pee on it and put it out!" Soon, the smell of burning leather wafted from Ye Feng's boot. Her shout turned into a shrill scream. Her body, which had been like a puppet, suddenly seemed to be filled with vitality, and she frantically twisted on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on her foot. Yang Gouzi hadn't expected Ye Feng to still have so much strength after being tortured for so long. Seeing the fire starting to spread towards her calves, he turned to grab a bucket of water to extinguish it. At this moment, Ye Feng was in so much pain she was almost out of her mind. Her "Hun Yuan Jin" (Primordial Chaos Force) erupted like a torrent, its powerful energy overflowing. With a loud "crack," the clamps snapped, and Yang Gouzi was also thrown against the back wall by the force of the energy. One side of the prison's back wall was also forcefully collapsed by her energy. The bonds that had bound Ye Feng all night were finally released. Once freed from the clamps, Ye Feng immediately grabbed her burning boots and threw them away. The socks inside were charred black, and her feet were clearly burned as well. She rolled on the ground, clutching her injured left foot, letting out hoarse groans. Then she tried to stand up, but her legs, bound by the clamps all night and with her knees repeatedly compressed, were already swollen and purple. How could she possibly stand? She could only use her arms to support herself as she struggled to crawl behind the collapsed wall. Yang Gouzi, still dizzy from the shock of the earlier attack, regained his senses and saw Ye Feng trying to crawl out of the prison. Surprisingly, he wasn't intimidated by the powerful internal force Ye Feng had unleashed. Instead, he picked up a broken piece of the clamp and charged forward like a madman, raining blows on Ye Feng, who was still crawling on the ground. "You stinky-footed girl, you've got some nerve! I was just trying to warm your feet, and you dared to try and harm me! I'll beat you to death, you ungrateful bitch!" The blows rained down on Ye Feng's head, back, buttocks, and legs. Ye Feng's hands had already regained their freedom, and even though her legs were immobile, it wouldn't have been difficult for her to take Yang Gouzi's life with her "Bajiquan" technique. However, after being humiliated by Yang Gouzi all night, she had come to see him as an invincible devil. She had no will to resist him and could only hold her head and beg for mercy, "No, don't hit me, I know I was wrong, please, Master Gouzi, don't hit me." A female knight who had lost her confidence and fighting spirit, no matter how high her martial arts skills were, was just a pitiful worm to be bullied. At the same time, Qi Yue'er heard a loud noise coming from the prison and went to investigate. Xie Yun, disguised as an old woman, also came face to face with the Panchen Lama and his two disciples. Yang Qing and Tang Ning were still riding their horses and chasing after the carriage ahead. Yang Mo led his men away from the military camp and headed back home. Xiao Mei and Xiao Ju were still taking turns standing guard at the entrance of the secret passage. Jin Shi and Yin Bao rode their fast horses and followed the two women at a leisurely pace. Xue Feng Shen Nu walked alone towards Blackwater Town. Qi Yue'er, disguised as a middle-aged man, strolled through the streets of Blackwater Town. Even during the day, few people appeared on the streets of this desolate town. She had searched most of the abandoned houses all morning, but still couldn't find Ye Feng. She began to feel anxious, wondering if she had misjudged the situation. Suddenly, she faintly heard the sound of a stone wall collapsing ahead. Startled, she immediately used her "Fleeting Bloom" light-foot technique to rush forward. Upon reaching the vicinity, she discovered that it was the town's abandoned prison. One wall had collapsed, and she could hear men shouting, beatings, and a familiar woman's voice pleading inside. Qi Yue'er leaped into the prison, and the sight before her eyes stunned her. Behind a row of iron bars, Ye Feng, who yesterday had such an innocent and charming smile, was now barely clothed, her hair disheveled, her body covered in wounds, blood splattered between her legs as if she were paralyzed, her left sock charred and smoking, clutching her head and wailing, "No, don't hit me! It's my fault! I won't do it again!" Beside her stood a naked man, his face contorted with rage, wielding a broken wooden stick and beating Ye Feng like a madman. Qi Yue'er was initially shocked, then consumed by rage, completely losing her usual composure. She roared, "Stop! Fifth Sister, Fourth Sister is here to save you!" With that, she bent down and kicked the wooden bars, but the iron bars were incredibly sturdy. Qi Yue'er's furious kick only cracked a few bars; to break it, she would need to kick it several more times. Taking advantage of the situation, Yang Gouzi grabbed a musket and used it to shield Ye Feng, pointing it at her head and saying, "Don't move! If you move again, I'll blow this stinky-footed girl's hair out, and we'll all go our separate ways." Although Ye Feng was already delirious from the torture, she still recognized Qi Yue'er's voice. Tears streamed down her face as she cried out, "Fourth Sister, save me! I'm dying! I want to go home! I'm in so much pain!" Qi Yue'er knew that her earlier outburst had turned the situation against her, so she tried to calm herself down and said, "Who are you, sir? Please tell me who Wan'er is. If you release Fifth Sister, we can discuss anything. Otherwise, if you harm even a hair on my Fifth Sister's head, we will not let you go, no matter where you run." Yang Gouzi was also a desperate man. He saw that although the person in front of him was a middle-aged man, her accent was a gentle and soft female voice. He also heard Ye Feng call her Fourth Sister, so he guessed that she must be one of the other four beauties. He leered, "Who is this heroine? Quickly take off your mask, let's take a picture first, otherwise, there's no point in talking. At worst, I'll die, and I'll be a hero again in eighteen years. This stinky-footed girl will have to pay for my death." Qi Yue'er felt that Yang Gouzi was not bluffing her. If she did not comply with his wishes, he would really kill Ye Feng. So she took off her mask, revealing her true face. Yang Gouzi's eyes lit up immediately. The heroine who took off her mask had a pair of phoenix eyes, a look of sorrow between her brows, a delicate nose, fair skin, thin lips, and her hair was tied up. Although she could not be called a beauty that could topple cities, she had a charm that other women did not have. She was none other than the taciturn "Jade-Foot Soul Chaser" Qi Yue'er among the five. "Fine, damn it, I didn't get a good look at you at the inn that day. Turns out you're even prettier than this stinky-footed girl. I'm Yang Gouzi, the chivalrous hero who specializes in punishing you female thieves. Yesterday I taught your sister how to be a woman, and now it seems it's time to teach you a lesson too. Aren't you nicknamed 'Jade Foot Soul Chaser'? Take off your boots right now and let me see if your feet are really that beautiful!" Yang Gouzi had easily raped the famous "Hibiscus Fist" Ye Feng yesterday, and now that he saw Qi Yue'er, who was even prettier than her, he was itching to have his way with her and planned to have his way with her. "Okay, as long as you don't hurt my fifth sister, I don't care if you take off my boots or even take my body." Qi Yue'er said nonchalantly, taking off her boots and socks and placing them beside her feet. Yang Gouzi glanced down at Qi Yue'er's feet and immediately felt his recently aroused penis harden again. Although the light in the prison was dim, it was still clear that these were truly exquisite feet, with flawless skin and jade-like bones, and ten alluring toes. Even from a distance, they were no less beautiful than Wang Cong'er's feet. To a foot fetishist like Yang Gouzi, they were priceless treasures. He desperately wanted to rush over and lick them to his heart's content. Although Yang Gouzi was almost completely captivated by Qi Yue'er's unparalleled jade feet, he remained vigilant.The latest high-quality domestic self-stealing online picks up two chains connected by a lock from the ground and says, "Okay," Jade Foot Chasing Soul, "Indeed, it lives up to its name. Use this lock to lock both your feet to the iron fence, one to the top and one to the bottom. Lock them tightly, I'm not blind." After saying that, she throws the two chains in front of the iron fence. Although Ye Feng was physically and mentally devastated, seeing his fourth sister about to suffer the same fate to save him, he felt guilty and cried out, "Fourth sister, don't listen to him! He's a madman! He's already violated me! Don't worry about me, just kill him!" Qi Yue'er ignored him and, as instructed, tied her right foot to the top of the iron fence with a chain. Then she turned and tied her left foot to the bottom of the fence, stabbing it twice before saying, "I didn't do anything. Are you satisfied now? Let my fifth sister go." Yang Gouzi greedily stared at Qi Yue'er's jade-like feet and laughed, "Alright, let me take a good look at your jade-like feet first." With that, he forcibly pulled Ye Feng towards the iron fence, his musket still pointed at her head. Qi Yue'er remained impassive, secretly activating her bone-shrinking technique. She had practiced this skill since the age of five, soaking in special medicinal solutions to soften the bones in her body, allowing her to shrink her entire body into a small box about a foot square. Even with her hands and feet bound by iron chains and tendons, she could instantly escape. Her escape from a master like the Panchen Lama was no accident. Now, this lecherous fiend thought he was off guard because his feet were tightly bound, making it the perfect opportunity to catch him off guard. Watching this lecherous fiend, who had ruined Ye Feng's life, carrying a trembling Ye Feng, walking towards him naked from the waist down, his ugly black penis clearly visible between his legs, Yang Gouzi felt an unbearable nausea, but his face remained expressionless. Yang Gouzi carried Ye Feng to the iron fence and saw a jade-like foot hanging before him, the sole and instep as white and spotless as the instep, a faint fragrance wafting from it. Unable to resist, he rubbed the muzzle of the musket against the sole of his foot, feeling its smooth, delicate texture, like rubbing it on a piece of satin. His mind fluttered, and he lost all guard. His other hand released Ye Feng to touch that jade-like foot. In a flash, the jade-like foot, already within reach, slipped from its chains and swiftly kicked the musket. Yang Gouzi instinctively pulled the trigger. With a deafening roar, the musket shot into the roof, sending debris flying. Qi Yue'er's other foot also swiftly slipped from its lower chain and kicked towards Yang Gouzi. Terrified, Yang Gouzi retreated hastily, using his arm to shield himself. Then, with a "crack," he felt a sharp pain in his arm as the severed arm slammed against his chest, sending his body flying backward like a cannonball. He crashed to the other end of the prison wall. After skillfully repelling her enemy, Qi Yue'er immediately used her Bone-Contraction Technique to squeeze through the three-inch-square fence. She found Ye Feng lying motionless on the ground. Bending down, she picked her up and discovered she had fainted from the shock. Although her pulse was weak, she wasn't in mortal danger, but her left foot smelled burnt; without immediate treatment, she might be crippled. When she stood up to look for Yang Gouzi, he was nowhere to be found. Qi Yue'er hated him intensely. She immediately used her lightness skill to traverse the prison cells, listening intently, but found nothing. She was also surprised: in such a short time, this lecherous man, after being kicked by her, had managed to escape prison so quickly; he really had some skill. Although she was unwilling to let Yang Gouzi go, treating Ye Feng's injuries was the priority. She first put on her boots, socks, and mask, then found the blanket Yang Gouzi had used to wrap Ye Feng in the previous night. She wrapped Ye Feng in it, then, carrying her, used her light-footed skills to flee the prison. No sooner had Qi Yue'er left than a head popped up from the cesspool next to the prison. It was none other than the missing Yang Gouzi. It turned out that he had been kicked by Qi Yue'er, his left arm broken on the spot, and his sternum aching terribly. Knowing he couldn't escape in his current state, and remembering the cesspool next to the prison where he had just relieved himself, he pinched his nose and jumped in. Although Qi Yue'er was shrewd, she was still a woman who valued cleanliness. She would avoid the cesspool even barefoot, let alone think of checking if anyone was in it. Those few moments felt like an eternity to Yang Gouzi. Unable to hold it in any longer, he drank his fill of excrement and urine until his stomach was unbearably bloated before daring to surface. He struggled to climb up and then vomited incessantly, bringing up almost everything, including feces, urine, and leftover food from the previous night, leaving him covered in yellowish-white vomit. His left arm was twisted to one side, throbbing with pain. Just moments ago, he had been raping and beating Ye Feng, and now he was a stinking dog covered in excrement. Yang Gouzi gritted his teeth and cursed, "You filthy bitch surnamed Qi, I will avenge the humiliation I suffered today a hundredfold! I will rape you and your little feet until the world turns upside down, to avenge the loss of my arm!" Xie Yun, disguised as an old woman and leaning on a cane, was searching the west side of Blackwater Town when she was suddenly confronted by the three Panchen Lamas. Xie Yun was shocked: she hadn't expected the mysterious experts from the military camp to be here last night. She wondered if they were related to her fifth sister's disappearance? It was clearly impossible for her to fight all three of them with her martial arts skills. The lecherous man with a limp and bandages around his neck was the same one whose fourth sister had severely injured the day before; his martial arts were no less than hers. And the monk walking in front was even more unfathomable; her fourth sister had said that his martial arts seemed to be even higher than her second sister's. She simply lowered her head, pretending not to see them. At that moment, a clear, distant sound came from afar, seemingly the sound of a musket firing. Xie Yun was startled by the sound but continued forward. The Panchen Lama, however, seemed to notice something and glanced at Xie Yun sideways. Xie Yun suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if her head was about to explode. She heard the Panchen Lama's laughter from behind: "What a brilliant disguise! I didn't expect you to be the 'female Zhuge Liang' who caused trouble in the military camp last night. I almost let you fool me." He then darted forward. Xie Yun, though struggling to suppress her headache, was unwilling to surrender. She drew her twin swords from under her skirt and slashed fiercely, but unfortunately, her swords were disarmed within three moves, and she fell to the ground with her middle finger to the side. Normally, with her martial arts skills, she could have easily lasted ten moves, but the Panchen Lama's mental tribulation severely affected her brain, preventing her from even using forty percent of her strength, which led to her easy capture. After removing Xie Yun's mask, the Panchen Lama praised, "What a beautiful woman! That gunshot was barely audible, yet an old lady could hear it clearly. It's rather strange. Your disguise is exquisite, but these embroidered boots still betrayed you." With that, he lifted Xie Yun's coarse cloth skirt, revealing her embroidered gold-trimmed boots. Xie Yun was filled with remorse. With her disguise skills, she shouldn't have forgotten to change her boots. But because she was worried about Ye Feng's safety, she had rushed out wearing her usual eye-catching embroidered gold-trimmed boots. How could a poor old woman in her seventies wear such boots? The Panchen Lama casually pressed Xie Yun's pressure point to induce sleep and said, "Anyway, every inch of your body now belongs to this Buddha. I guarantee you'll have a first night you'll never forget." Meanwhile, Yang Qing and Tang Ning hurriedly chased after the carriage on horseback, finally catching up in the afternoon. They dragged the coachman down and interrogated him, only to learn they had fallen for the murderer's diversionary tactic, wasting so much time. In a fit of rage, Tang Ning slapped the coachman more than ten times, beating him to a pulp. Yang Qing told her not to bother with irrelevant people and to hurry back to Blackwater Town to find Ye Feng and the murderer who had kidnapped him. The two spurred their horses onward, but unexpectedly, Tang Ning's horse injured its leg halfway and could no longer keep up with Yang Qing's. Yang Qing suggested that Tang Ning ride with her, but Tang Ning thought riding together would be too slow. She insisted that Yang Qing ride back to Blackwater Town first, and that she could return by noon the next day even if she rode slowly. Seeing her insistence, Yang Qing told her to be careful on the journey and rode off alone. Their separation caused great trouble for the Golden Lion and Silver Leopards who were following behind. They had not found an opportunity to attack along the way, and now that their opponents had separated, they couldn't very well split up to attack them as well. Even if the two of them worked together, they were not confident they could subdue Yang Qing. In the end, they decided to target Tang Ning. Capturing one of them would at least be an explanation to the Panchen Lama, which was better than failing to capture either of them and losing their lives in the process. Qi Yue'er, carrying the blanket wrapped around Ye Feng, rushed to the back alley of the inn. She first used her light-footed skill to leap into an empty room, hiding Ye Feng under the bed. Then, she entered through the front door and rented the room as a middle-aged woman. The innkeeper, worried about losing guests after the murder, was overjoyed to have a stranger stay there and hurriedly welcomed her upstairs. Qi Yue'er then had a waiter boil a tub of hot water for her bath, locked the door, pulled Ye Feng out from under the bed, and helped her lie down to heal her wounds. Since being rescued, Ye Feng had been listless and vacant, and Qi Yue'er didn't know how to comfort her. This girl was originally a sheltered young lady, cherished by many older sisters even after her family's misfortune. However, in one night, she suffered severe physical and mental trauma, losing her virginity to a weak and unskilled rogue. It was a miracle she hadn't gone mad on the spot. Qi Yue'er carefully examined Ye Feng's wounds. Ye Feng's most serious injury was the burn on her left foot; her sock was charred black. Qi Yue'er took out a pair of tweezers and scissors from her bag.She had to carefully cut the sock off; forcing it might peel off the outer layer as well. Normally, Ye Feng would have cried out in pain at this rate, but now she sat there expressionless, seemingly oblivious to the pain. After cutting the sock off, Qi Yue'er saw that Ye Feng's once delicate and pretty foot was now covered in blisters of all sizes, red and swollen, but thankfully not crippled. She used a silver needle to prick the blisters on the sole of Ye Feng's foot, squeezing out the pus, then applied medicine evenly before wrapping it with a white cloth. Meanwhile, the bathwater was ready. Qi Yue'er hid Ye Feng inside the mosquito net and had the servant fill the tub with water. She then placed Ye Feng in the tub to wash away the filth, keeping her left foot outside the tub to prevent it from getting wet. Ye Feng's once fair and flawless body was now covered in wounds, her lower body a mess of blood and bruises, a sight that brought tears to Qi Yue'er's eyes. Suddenly, Ye Feng ran out of the bathtub, limping towards the window, muttering to herself, "Why am I still alive? Why don't I just die? I was violated by that beast, what if I have his child?" Qi Yue'er quickly hugged her, saying, "It's alright, it's alright, Fourth Sister will go buy medicine, you won't have a child." She then looked out the window at the sky, secretly wondering: it was getting late, why hadn't Eldest Sister returned yet? Fearing Ye Feng might attempt suicide, Qi Yue'er gently pressed her pressure points to induce sleep and laid her on the bed. She thought to herself that her Fifth Sister, a skilled fighter, had been defiled by a rogue of unknown origin; it was truly a cruel twist of fate. And that rogue didn't seem like a master, lacking any internal strength; she had easily broken his arm. Once Ye Feng was settled, she would definitely settle the score with this guy. Although Xie Yun hadn't returned yet, she believed that her eldest sister's resourcefulness and resourcefulness should be enough to handle the situation. She could only stay by Ye Feng's side to prevent her from having any more suicidal thoughts. When Xie Yun opened her eyes, she found herself in the pitch-black night sky. She realized her coarse cloth dress was gone, but the colorful clothes she wore underneath were intact, and even her boots were still there. Sitting up, she discovered she was on a rooftop. She remembered being attacked and captured by that mysterious monk, but her internal energy was now perfectly stable; only her twin swords were gone. "Female Zhuge Liang, Xie Yun," the eldest sister of the "White Lotus Five Flowers," she said. "This humble monk, the Panchen Lama, has long admired your sisters' beauty since coming from the West to the Central Plains. Seeing your faces today, I can confirm that your reputation is well-deserved." A deep male voice came from behind Xie Yun. Xie Yun's delicate body trembled upon hearing this. She hadn't expected to fall into the hands of this infamous lecherous monk who was renowned throughout Tibet. Recalling the rumors of countless skilled female warriors being violated by him, her heart pounded with fear. But fearing the Panchen Lama would see her fear, she forced herself to remain calm and said, "I have long admired your reputation, Master, but I never imagined you would become a lackey of the Qing court, aiding and abetting evil. Since you have captured me, why not hand me over to the authorities for investigation?" Though she spoke lightly, her eyes darted around, searching for a way to escape. The Panchen Lama had already seen through Xie Yun's thoughts. He stepped forward and said, "I have recently encountered some difficulties in my meditation. Miss Xie, you are the leader of the 'Five Flowers of the White Lotus,' and your knowledge is vast. Would you be so kind as to offer some guidance?" Xie Yun hadn't expected him to be so eager.Her delaying tactics were completely ineffective, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and turn around to kick the Panchen Lama in the face. This move was "Lightning and Thunder" from the Shadowless Kick, a life-saving technique that Qi Yue'er had taught her in her spare time. She had even used this kick to break a wooden stake once. Unfortunately, it wasn't Qi Yue'er who was using this kick, and the Panchen Lama was not a wooden stake that couldn't move. He saw Xie Yun's shoulder move and knew she was about to kick. As she raised her leg to kick high, he had already flashed to her side and easily grabbed Xie Yun's slender foot. The Panchen Lama's hands were very large. With one grab, he held Xie Yun's entire foot in his hand, like he was holding a chick. Xie Yun's escape move failed, and she was left standing on one leg. She was immediately at a loss and could only try to pull her foot away, but the Panchen Lama's hand was like an iron clamp, and she couldn't move it at all. Seeing his opportunity, the Panchen Lama seized the moment, sweeping Xie Yun away with a powerful kick. Before she hit the ground, he caught her in his arms. This was the first time Xie Yun had ever been so close to a man. She looked up and saw the Panchen Lama, handsome and refined, with a straight nose and square jaw. He appeared to be only in his thirties. How could such a handsome man be the infamous lecherous monk? Her mind momentarily wavered, but she quickly regained her senses. She was already in the lion's den; how could she allow herself to have such thoughts? Just as she was about to struggle, a strong force surged from her feet, instantly paralyzing her and rendering her immobile. The Panchen Lama also looked at Xie Yun's face. She had an oval face, delicate eyebrows and long eyelashes, red lips and white teeth, and a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth. She exuded a perfumed scent, and the smile that usually graced her face was now replaced by fear. Her brightly colored robes radiated the allure of a mature woman. The Panchen Lama stroked her slender foot, a foot adorned with an embroidered gold-trimmed boot. The boot's exquisite craftsmanship suggested it was expensive, and paired with her colorful attire, it was clear Xie Yun was someone who loved dressing up. "Alas," he said, "I was eager to seek guidance from Lady Xie, but unexpectedly, she intends to kill me with this jade-like foot! What a sin! May I examine your foot, Lady Xie, if it is sprained?" With that, he casually peeled off one of Xie Yun's boots, revealing a slender foot with beautifully curved lines. The Panchen Lama sniffed it; a perfume scent emanated from her foot, clearly an attempt to mask any unpleasant odor. The Panchen Lama couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. This so-called female strategist seemed to be nothing more than a figurehead. She always strived for perfection in front of others, demanding flawless attire and even a pleasant body odor—a manifestation of her inner insecurity. Conquering such a woman would only require a little effort. Xie Yun felt the warmth of the Panchen Lama's hand on her foot. She cried out desperately, "Master, please! We have no past grudges or recent enmity. I only beg you not to strip me of my clothes. I'll grant you anything else!" "Oh, Miss Xie, you've misunderstood. This humble monk only wanted to examine your foot injury; how could I have any improper thoughts? This humble monk always keeps his word. If I were to remove even a single garment from you today, I would fall into the deepest hell and never be reborn." With that, he helped Xie Yun put her boots back on. Xie Yun was momentarily confused. This lewd monk's oath was so vicious; he shouldn't go back on his word. Since he wouldn't remove her clothes, her purity should remain intact. Unexpectedly, the Panchen Lama took out two hemp ropes from his pocket. He first used one rope to tie Xie Yun's arms behind her back, and then used the other rope to tie her and himself together at waist level. Xie Yun felt her lower body pressed against something hard, and her breasts felt like they were pressed against a large wall. Embarrassed, she blushed and said urgently, "Master, what do you want? Since you swore not to tarnish my purity, why are you binding me like this?" The Panchen Lama smiled and said, "A monk's integrity is fundamental. This humble monk said that today I am only meditating with Miss Xie, and I will not remove Miss Xie's clothes." "If your pants have ripped open, you can't blame me for not warning you beforehand." Xie Yun was startled, only then realizing the chill that came from the open crotch. The crotch of her trousers, along with her underpants, was torn open. Then, the hard object pressing against her lower body suddenly lengthened, penetrating through the ripped pants and plunging into her unprepared vagina. This fleshy spear, seasoned for decades, was incredibly experienced, breaking through Xie Yun's last line of defense before she could even react. "Ah!" Xie Yun's scream was cut short by the Panchen Lama's lips, preventing her from uttering another sound. Humiliated tears streamed down her cheeks, while drops of bright red blood dripped onto the roof tiles, signifying that the female strategist had also completely lost her virginity. The Panchen Lama remained unfazed, holding Xie Yun's legs tightly and using his light-footed skills to move his penis as he traversed the rooftops and streets of Blackwater Town with ease. Each time he landed, their pubic bones collided, intensifying the stimulation and excitement of his penis within the narrow and tender flesh. To rape a clothed female warrior while impromptu wandering the dark streets was a completely new experience for the Panchen Lama, allowing him to taste the pleasure of intercourse while soaring through the air. Xie Yun initially offered futile resistance, kicking his buttocks or biting his shoulders, but these were like tickles to him. Xie Yun felt as if her body was flying, completely controlled by this lecherous demon. The pain in her lower body was gradually changing; her genitals were even becoming wet. She was stunned; she was being raped, so how could she be experiencing such sensations? The Panchen Lama had taken his virginity; he should hate him, how could he be so shameless? Seeing Xie Yun's flushed face and drool at the corners of her mouth, the Panchen Lama knew the "Joyful Zen" technique had taken effect. This evil art could ignite the suppressed lust in a woman during intercourse, completely destroying her reason. Even a virgin would become a harlot after being with him; it was remarkable that Xie Yun had held on this long. Soon, Xie Yun's eyes were filled with a dazed look, and her struggling legs clamped tightly around the Panchen Lama's waist, her lower body throbbing in rhythm with the thrusting of his penis. Her angry curses turned into lewd words: "Ah—, good brother, ah—, don't stop—ah, harder, ah—I'm going to die." The Panchen Lama felt they had reached the final stage. He leaped onto the archway of Blackwater Town, pressing Xie Yun firmly against the tiles, and simultaneously activated the highest level of the Joyful Zen technique. The fleshy spear, like a divine weapon imbued with internal energy, churned rapidly inside Xie Yun's vagina. Xie Yun couldn't withstand such stimulation; all reason vanished, and she stammered incoherently, "Good—good brother—quick—help me take this troublesome thing off—all of it, strip it naked." The Panchen Lama's face darkened. "Miss Xie, we have a prior agreement. You help me with my meditation, and I will never remove your clothes. A man's word is his bond. Do you expect me to be a faithless person?" As he rambled on, the glans of the fleshy spear pressed against Xie Yun's perineum, beginning to absorb her virgin essence. Xie Yun desperately wanted to strip naked, but her arms were bound behind her back, and her waist was tightly tied to the Panchen Lama's. She loathed her clothes and could only kick her boots wildly, then pull off her socks. Her bare, snow-white feet stomped and kicked wildly on the cold, hard roof tiles, shattering them. She felt no pain from the cuts and scratches, only a desire to release her pent-up lust. At that moment, a night watchman passed by and, seeing this unbelievable scene on the archway, gaped, his eyes wide, unable to close them. The Panchen Lama, determined not to delay any longer, used his penis to connect with Xie Yun's perineum acupoints and activated the "Joyful Zen Absorption Chapter" mental technique. Instantly, a pure virgin's yin essence and profound internal energy flowed directly into his dantian through his penis. Xie Yun felt her life and power rapidly draining away in the ecstasy, but she didn't care. As long as she could continue this blissful pleasure, what did death matter? Finally, she completely sank into extreme darkness. The Panchen Lama, sitting cross-legged, gradually digested Xie Yun's virgin yin essence and internal energy, feeling that his cultivation had advanced another level. He secretly praised the "Five Flowers of White Lotus" as truly top-grade; just one flower had greatly benefited him, and if he could absorb all five flowers' yin essence and internal energy, he would probably be invincible. He looked at Xie Yun, who was drenched in sweat and her lower body a mess. She was still immersed in the blissful pleasure, a smile on her lips, blood flowing from her feet, and her body twitching slightly. He had just absorbed ninety-five percent of Xie Yun's internal energy, leaving her with only half of it to save her life; otherwise, she would have collapsed and died from extreme ecstasy. The Panchen Lama, who had countless women in his life, certainly didn't spare Xie Yun's life out of lust for her beauty. He wanted to use her to lure out his most desired prey; after all, those supple yet resilient jade feet and that calm, intelligent, and graceful beauty were what he truly desired. Tang Ning lay behind a mound of earth, a fire burning beside her. The firelight illuminated her fiery red outfit and beautiful face, her limbs creating a wild beauty, like a crouching female leopard. Born into a servant's family of the Tang Clan, she suffered much bullying from a young age, yet never gave up. Stubborn and extreme in character, she had no friends. To bring glory to her family, she diligently practiced hidden weapons from childhood, secretly learning martial arts from the young masters and ladies. Later, both her parents...Despite her death, she did not succumb to despair; instead, she became even more diligent. She repeatedly distinguished herself in assassination missions for the Tang Clan. At sixteen, she participated in a youth weapon competition, ranking among the top. However, the elder who officiated inexplicably disqualified her. Enraged, she confronted him, only to be told that she was of lowly birth and unworthy of advancement. He demanded she become his mistress if she wanted a spot, and then proceeded to expose her genitals. Tang Ning could not tolerate such humiliation. With a single dart, she severed his manhood, causing the elder to scream in agony. She then unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons, turning the lecherous man into a porcupine. Murdering a clan elder was a grave crime, and she packed her bags and began wandering the martial world. Later, she joined the White Lotus Sect, venting her pent-up anger and hidden weapons on the Qing soldiers. Over the years, this naturally aloof and cold-hearted woman had actually made a few sisters. They were arguably the most important people in her life, and she would make anyone who dared to hurt them regret ever being born. At that moment, a faint breathing sound came from behind the mound. Pretending to be asleep, Tang Ning took out a dart from her sleeve. Sometimes, the positions of prey and hunter might be reversed. [The End]

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