Immortals and Demons for a Hundred Years

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The Legend of Immortals and Demons:

A Century of Change - Prologue: The Wolf Clan
Appears
in the Northern Frontier, in the Pingdingshan Mountains, a place teeming with wolves. Normally sparsely populated, even herders and merchants traveling through this area always venture in groups of eight or nine, sometimes several hundred, before daring to enter.
Yet, in this eerie and terrifying place, three bonfires are lit, and around them sit 27 men and women in tight-fitting clothes.
They are from the Arctic Gate. Three months ago, over seventy experts from the Arctic Gate disappeared here, including the eldest and second sons of the sect leader Wu Tian, as well as all the elite members, including the eight Vajra generals. Suddenly, the once-glorious Arctic Gate is reduced to only two male members: the sect leader Wu Tian and his seven-year-old son, Wu Jiujin. The rest are 25 female warriors led by the sect leader's wife. This time, they have come out in full force, determined to find the missing men, and if they are in danger, they will fight to the death to avenge them.
In this perilous place, they divided their team into three groups: Sect Leader Wu Tian led his daughter Wu Qiuyue (16 years old), Senior Sister Zhang Xianfang (32 years old), Third Senior Sister Wei Feimei (28 years old), Fourth Senior Sister Ren Yuqing (27 years old), Sixth Senior Sister Hao Feier (25 years old), Seventh Senior Sister Boerguna (25 years old, Mongolian), and Junior Sisters Gu Liping and Gu Liying (15 years old, twins) as the first group, stationed in the due east.
Sect Leader's wife Luo Yanyu (46 years old) led Second Senior Sister Zhan Qingyan (30 years old), Eighth Senior Sister Fei Shengnan (24 years old), Ninth Senior Sister Zhan Ruyue (23 years old, Zhan Qingyan's third sister), Tenth Senior Sister Ning Yuxin (23 years old), Eleventh Junior Sister Lian Yuanxian (22 years old), Twelfth Junior Sister Han Mei (21 years old), Thirteenth Junior Sister Wang Shuirong (20 years old), and Fourteenth Junior Sister Wei Fangting (18 years old) as the second group, stationed in the due south.
Wu Tian's junior sister, Qin Bingxian (age 25), led her eldest daughter-in-law Zhan Feiyan (age 25, Zhan Qingyan's second sister), her second daughter-in-law Wu Siying (age 20), her fifth senior sister Liu Fengqin (age 26), and her disciples Lu Wushuang (age 22, head of the Taiji Sect), Cheng Nishang (age 19, Luo Yanyu's niece), Shan Yuchan (age 16, Lu Wushuang's cousin), Deng Shilan (age 14), and Zhao Shifei (age 13, a former princess) as the third team. Located in the southeast, they formed a defensive perimeter with the other two teams and were also protected by them.
Wu Tian sat quietly by the campfire, his thoughts churning. With the strength of the Beiji Sect, how could they make over seventy masters vanish without a trace? Who in the martial world possessed such power? Since its founding, the Beiji Sect had weathered over a hundred years of trials and tribulations, and today it reigned supreme in the martial world. Who would dare to challenge them and declare war on the Beiji Sect?
Suddenly, a terrifying thought flashed through his mind: the Wolf Clan!!! This bloodthirsty clan, wiped out thirty years ago by a combined attack from the Arctic Gate, Tai Chi Gate, Shaolin, Wudang, and other major martial arts sects, could they still have descendants? Has the "Wolf Clan" reappeared in the martial arts world? Back then, a single Wolf Clan warrior could kill over a dozen top-tier martial arts masters, and their methods were ruthless and cruel; even more appalling was their cannibalism. To exterminate the Wolf Clan, thousands of masters from over a dozen sects died, only to kill a mere hundred-odd Wolf Clan warriors, wiping out the entire clan, regardless of age or gender. It was because of this battle that he, 27-year-old Wu Tian, became the youngest leader of the martial arts alliance. Looking across the land, perhaps only the Wolf Clan could have silently eliminated dozens of warriors from the Arctic Gate. Alas, if it truly is the Wolf Clan, what a bloody storm will rage in the martial arts world!!
As he pondered, a mournful wolf howl echoed from the north, causing Wu Tian to shudder. But then he remembered that his Arctic Sect possessed a secret, its trump card: the women of the Arctic Sect. No one in the martial world knew that the Arctic Sect's most powerful force was its female warriors. For over a hundred years, the women of the Arctic Sect had never shown their faces in public, yet their strength was more than ten times that of the men. This was the first time all the women of the Arctic Sect had acted together.
The summer days in the northern desert were scorching, but the nights brought a chill that seeped into the heart. Yet the warriors of the Arctic Sect remained clad only in light clothing, showing no signs of discomfort. A thin, biting north wind swirled around them, causing the campfire to flicker, and a faint, fishy smell lingered in the air.
Suddenly, the sect leader's wife, Luo Yanyu, shouted, "Hold your breath!!! It's poisoned!!!"
Everyone jumped to their feet, looking around. Then, a group of disciples sat down on the ground; they were clearly poisoned. Wu Siying felt a surge of heat rising in her dantian, causing her indescribable discomfort. At this moment, several younger disciples began to vomit. Wu Tianqiang gathered his inner energy, his left hand resting on his sword, preparing for a fierce battle. Wei Feimei beside him collapsed, followed by several other disciples sitting down. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, only the sect leader Wu Tian, his wife Luo Yanyu, Qin Bingzhen, Zhan Qingyan, and Zhao Shifei remained standing.
A series of wolf howls erupted, and in an instant, over a hundred ferocious wolves surrounded the Arctic Gate disciples, their cold green eyes gleaming with a chilling terror in the night. Dozens of burly men dressed in fox fur coats and tiger-skin boots appeared among the wolves; their eyes also glowed with a green light, even more frightening than the wolves' gaze.
The wolves and men remained silent, simply standing and waiting around Wu Tian and his disciples. But their murderous intent pierced Wu Tian's heart like sharp blades.
Suddenly, Luo Yanyu took a step forward. What seemed like an ordinary step covered ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), bringing them within two zhang of the wolf pack.
The lady spoke, "Are you from the wolf clan? Won't the leader come out and show us?" A
soft, grating
voice echoed from afar, its direction unclear, lingering softly in the air, instilling fear and nausea.
A wolf stood up, revealing a human body. Aside from a wolf skin and a wolf's head, only a piece of animal hide covered his lower body; his steel-like flesh gleamed a dark red in the cold wind.
"Northern Gate!!!! Long time no see!!! Hahaha!!"
The tone was so smug, yet the voice was surprisingly gentle, like a soft piece of candy.
"You're finished. You'll have no chance. The heads of your brothers, husbands, and sons await your reunion. I will make you all together. Your heads will be my most beautiful collection, and your flesh and blood will be my feast."
"Despicable methods, vile deeds, but you will not succeed. As long as I stand, I will not let you take another step forward!!" the lady roared. "We still have five of us. These beasts are not even worth a glance from the North Pole Gate!!"
"Is that so?" The werewolf vanished in an instant, and the lady disappeared from her spot as well. Several muffled thuds echoed in the air, and the two of them stood there again as if nothing had happened. One of the lady's left sleeves was gone, revealing a section of snow-white arm.
At this moment, the burly men in the wolf pack almost simultaneously took a step into the encirclement, silent yet exuding an oppressive, iron-clad aura. The lady knew that the enemy was too powerful. One werewolf alone could hold off her and her husband, and the strength of those dozens of beast-clad men was unmatched in the martial world. If all the disciples had fought with all their might, there might have been a glimmer of hope. But now only five are still standing, and judging from her husband's complexion, he's also severely poisoned. The Arctic Sect is truly finished!
The werewolf spoke again: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!! The women of the Arctic Gate are so strong. Your true energy doesn't seem to follow Wu Tian's style. Impressive, impressive!!"
"Indeed, a woman's strength should not be underestimated sometimes." The lady tried to delay the issue. "Your martial arts are indeed very high, and your subordinates are all formidable, but my Ice-Sealing True Energy is enough to fight you for a while. It might not be so easy for you to deal with my husband and his four companions. Even if we are all wiped out, your pack of wolves will be completely wiped out. Hmph, the Arctic Gate won't be so easily destroyed by you."
"Ice-Sealing True Energy?" The werewolf was very surprised. "The legendary guardian technique of the Arctic Wonderland? Oh, no wonder you're called the Arctic Gate. So it's a sect run by women. Master Wu is just a fox borrowing the tiger's power. Interesting."
"Enough nonsense. Since you know about the Arctic Wonderland, you're not an ordinary person. Show us what you've got!!" the lady shouted.
The werewolf pondered for a moment, then said, "Since we are descendants of the Immortal Realm, and we share some connection, let's give each other a chance. What do you say?"
The lady snorted coldly, "Bring on your tricks! I, Luo Yanyu, will gladly oblige!"
"Good, good, good," the werewolf looked at the lady with great appreciation, "Although my wolf clan is ruthless, we always keep our word and are true to our word. I think you won't deny that, will you?"
"Indeed, as long as you produce the wolf clan's token, I believe you won't go back on your word," the lady replied.
The werewolf took out a tooth-shaped amethyst from the wolf skin and said, "A crystal wolf fang, you wouldn't not recognize it, would you?"
"Alright, I trust you. Whatever your plan, draw it down," the lady said, head held high, without fear.
"Courageous! Truly a heroine among women!" The werewolf sincerely praised, "We shouldn't fight to the death. From our exchange just now, it's clear that while you, Madam, are formidable, you are ultimately no match for me. Even if you and your husband fought together, you might not be able to defeat me a hundred times, wouldn't you agree?"
"Indeed, in terms of martial arts, that's true, but in a desperate situation, it's hard to say."
"Madam is very honest. If three masters like you were to fight me alone, I think the outcome would be uncertain, wouldn't it?"
"In that case, even if you won, you would have to go home and cultivate in seclusion for ten years. But where would I find three top masters in my sect?"
"That's right!! Now, those of you standing here are naturally all strong members of the sect, right? You choose three to fight me within this circle. Anyone who steps out of the circle or whose feet are not on the ground is considered a loser and cannot continue. If I cannot win within twenty moves, I will retreat immediately and never cause trouble for the Arctic Sect again. As for you, Madam, if you lose, please let me deal with everyone in the Arctic Sect as I see fit, and you must not resist. What do you think, Madam?"
Upon hearing this, the Madam was secretly delighted, because there were still two top experts among the experts in her sect. One was her junior sister, Qin Bingzhen, who was the number one expert in the Arctic Sect, because Qin Bingzhen was still a virgin, and her Ice Sealing True Qi was much higher than her own. The other was her nominal disciple, Zhao Shifei, who was actually the reincarnation of the previous patriarch. She had just awakened her enlightenment a month ago. Although she had not fully returned to her original spirit, Zhao Shifei had already undergone a complete transformation, and her skills were approaching her own.
The lady pondered for a moment and said, "If we are defeated, it is a matter for everyone in the sect. I need to discuss it with them."
"Alright, I'll wait for you for half an hour." The werewolf generously gave him the time; he knew that without his antidote, the poisoned person would not be able to get up.
The lady gathered everyone together and said, "You all heard that, what do you think?"
Qin Bingzhen grasped the lady's hands: "I'll listen to you, even if it means death!!" The disciples echoed her sentiments, and Wu Tian said, "This time we're relying on you, Madam!! If we're defeated, I'm willing to die first!!"
The lady stepped forward again: "Wolf Clan, listen up, we agree, but with conditions."
"Please speak, Madam."
"If we are defeated, we will be at your mercy, but we cannot obey you forever. Ten days, only ten days. After ten days, whoever survives will fight you to the death!!"
"Good, I'm satisfied with ten days! Hahaha..."
Immortal Demon Hundred Years 2
"Please promise me, sir, if I am defeated, let three of my people from the Arctic Gate go."
"This??" The werewolf became melancholy... "Our wolf clan's rule is to release men but not women. If you are defeated, as long as you promise to let me deal with you, your husband and son can leave, and I can guarantee that I will not make things difficult for them and will give them three chances for revenge. Madam should be satisfied, right?"
"Alright, let's begin." The lady gestured with her jade-like arm, and Qin Bingzhen and Zhao Shifei stepped forward, forming a triangle with the lady before the werewolves.
Looking at the three female warriors, the lady, Luo Yanyu, wore a simple white robe that accentuated her voluptuous figure. A jade-green bodice underneath further emphasized her alluring curves. Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes brimming with tears, like Guanyin descended to earth. Although nearing fifty, years of cultivation made her appear only thirty-five or thirty-six, possessing a mature yet captivating charm. Standing to the lady's left was Qin Bingzhen, wearing a tight-fitting blue floral jacket over a light blue pleated long skirt, a wide white belt around her waist, and hemp boots with layered soles. Tall and slender, with a wasp waist and long arms, her hair piled high like clouds, tied back with a golden hairpin, her face like still water, her eyes like bright stars, she seemed like a fairy from the moon palace, untouched by worldly concerns. Behind them stood Zhao Shifei, slender and tall. Though only thirteen years old, she was already nearly as tall as Qin Bingzhen. Two black buns were styled on her head, giving her a lively and playful air. She had a round face, round eyes, and a small flame-shaped birthmark between her brows. Her delicate nose and red lips were pleasing to the eye. She possessed a long, slender neck, broad shoulders, a slim waist, and long legs. Dressed in red and wearing sturdy boots, she exuded a regal air, a truly exceptional presence.
Before the three fairies, the werewolf resembled a ferocious beast. His sharp gaze swept over the three women, giving him a general understanding of the battle situation.
"I didn't expect Madam to have a trick up her sleeve. This battle is likely to end badly for me. That little girl seems to have two primordial spirits. If she merges them, I will undoubtedly lose." With that, the werewolf lunged forward, charging straight at Zhao Shifei.
Zhao Shifei quickly focused her mind and calmed herself, pressing her right hand into the White Elephant Mudra and her left hand into the Crouching Lion Mudra. With both hands moving simultaneously, a cold light shot out from the birthmark between her eyebrows, and two streams of energy pressed down on the werewolf. Luo Yanyu and Qin Bingzhen also activated their attacks at the same time, attacking the werewolf's back from the left and right.
The werewolf blocked Zhao Shifei's cold light and energy with its right arm across its chest, while its left hand swept backward, creating a scorching vortex of energy behind it, resisting Luo Yanyu and Qin Bingzhen. In the blink of an eye, all four of them were stuck in the yellow sand.
Suddenly, the werewolf spat out a mouthful of blood, shooting directly at Zhao Shifei. Caught off guard, Zhao Shifei quickly used a backflip to avoid the blood spurt, and simultaneously thrust both feet towards the werewolf's groin; Luo Yanyu and Qin Bingzhen also hurriedly activated their inner energy to apply pressure to the werewolf. Unexpectedly, the werewolf completely ignored them, turning around and striking Qin Bingzhen with both palms. Qin Bingzhen, focused only on attacking, was unable to withstand the blow and retreated sharply, unleashing a flurry of palm strikes as a form of defense. Zhao Shifei and Luo Yanyu, seeing the situation was dire, also attacked the werewolf from the left and right, hoping to reverse Qin Bingzhen's disadvantage.
The werewolf, however, completely disregarded their attacks, relentlessly striking Qin Bingzhen with palm after palm. Twelve palm strikes in total, knocking Qin Bingzhen out of the fighting circle. Realizing she was out of the game, Qin Bingzhen could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground. Her blue floral-patterned jacket ripped into pieces, flying through the air, revealing her alabaster skin to everyone. Fortunately, a red bra covered her breasts, but Qin Bingzhen blushed deeply with embarrassment. Wu Tian also quickly turned his head away, unable to look directly at her.
The werewolf slowly turned around, its wolf pelt shattered and scattered on the ground, even its "crystal wolf fangs" were shattered. The werewolf spat out several more mouthfuls of blood, its body swaying. "Heh, heh, thirteen moves in total, and you've only taken one down. The women of the Arctic Gate are truly formidable!!"
Zhao Shifei and Luo Yanyu were shocked by the werewolf's actions. Was this guy invincible? He could still speak after taking so many heavy blows!
Before the two women could recover, the werewolf attacked again, this time targeting Zhao Shifei. Instead of attacking from both sides, Zhao Shifei and Luo Yanyu stood side-by-side to defend against the werewolf, knowing they couldn't afford to spread their strength further. The werewolf's body emitted scorching heat waves, constantly colliding with the two women's Arctic icy aura, producing "splashing" sounds. After three moves, Luo Yanyu also coughed up blood. She had actively blocked most of the werewolf's palm strikes, her mind focused on only one thought: "Twenty moves, four more to go."
Zhao Shifei and Luo Yanyu only attacked from the front, struggling to hold on. Suddenly, something nearly three feet long pushed up the werewolf's animal-skin apron. The object, shaped like a bronze rod with a crimson tip, was the werewolf's phallus. Zhao Shifei and Luo Yanyu were both stunned, never expecting such a thing to exist between their legs. The object was already pressing against Zhao Shifei's lower abdomen. Zhao Shifei cried out in pain, breaking out in a cold sweat, and flew out with a scream, crashing heavily to the ground—out of the game!
"One move, let's see if I can take down Madam with one move, heh, heh, heh!!!" The werewolf's voice was quite smug.
Looking at the fallen Zhao Shifei, Madam felt cold sweat trickle down the back of her neck, soaking her lumbar spine. "This guy is inhuman, that thing is so big?" A cold wind brushed her face, and Madam suddenly awoke, focusing her mind to prepare for the werewolf's final blow.
The werewolf slowly walked towards Madam, his arms outstretched, as if gently embracing a lover. But Madam felt an intense, scorching heat, like a furnace, surrounding her. The vortex of energy, though not as fierce as at the start of the battle, surged wave after wave, relentlessly. Madam had already exhausted most of her true energy protecting Zhao Shifei and knew she couldn't hold on any longer. She made a silent decision, preparing to perish with her enemy. Suddenly, she bit her tongue, forcing out her last bit of true energy to shoot an arrow of energy, completely disregarding her own safety. Unexpectedly, the werewolf seemed to have seen through the lady's intentions. Suddenly, he retracted his qi barrier, crouched down, and struck the lady's groin with his right palm, which resembled a blade. The lady screamed and collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Although the blow wasn't fatal, the lady's true energy was completely dissipated, and she lost all her martial arts skills. The werewolf's hood was also removed by the lady's qi arrow, revealing his true face. His head was lacerated by the qi arrow, and blood flowed freely. Everyone then saw that the werewolf's face was so pale and delicate, like that of a refined lady. His face and body were so disproportionate, as if one person's head had been attached to another's body.
The werewolf stood up, his right hand pressed against his chest, panting heavily and spitting out blood, yet his complexion grew increasingly ruddy.
"You've lost. Are you going to fulfill your promise?"
"Stop your nonsense. We, the Arctic Sect, aren't that shameless. So what if we die?" Qin Bingzhen walked to the lady, used her remaining true energy to revive her, and angrily retorted to the werewolf.
The lady slowly opened her eyes, and upon seeing the werewolf, she was speechless. "Cousin???"
"It's you! Twenty years have passed, and my cousin has made something of himself!!"
"Alas, fate is cruel. I didn't want this to happen. Now, please make your decision, madam!!"
"Alright, a bet is a bet. My Arctic Gate has no objections. Let me bid farewell to him and his son!!"
The lady walked up to Wu Tian, took out a dagger inlaid with a huge sapphire from her bosom, and handed it to her husband: "Take Jin'er and go. Find the Arctic Wonderland, break the Frozen Throne, and return to take revenge!!"
Wu Tian knelt down with a thud, sobbing uncontrollably: "Madam, wait for me. After settling Jin'er, I will come to see you." With that, he got up, picked up his son, and walked to the werewolf: "The antidote!!"
The werewolf took a bottle of pills from the ear of one of the wolves behind him and handed it to Wu Tian: "Let's go!!"
Wu Tian took the pills, swallowed one, and fed one to his son as well. He then flew south.
After distributing the antidote to the poisoned female generals of the Arctic Gate, the werewolf whistled towards the sky. An echo came from afar, and soon a one-eyed hunchback arrived with a hundred warhorses.
"Mount up!" the werewolf said smugly.
The female generals helped each other mount their horses, and Qin Bingzhen put on another coat. The group followed the werewolf's army into the depths of the desert.
Chapter 1, The Feast of Ice and Blood Beauties
I. The Death of Ren Yuqing Everyone moved forward in silence. The werewolf awaited an exciting massacre, while the female generals awaited humiliation and death.
After nearly three hours of walking, it was already dawn. The group entered a narrow, dark, and dry valley. After another hour or so, the sun had covered the entire desert. The air was filled with dry yellow sand, and the heat scorched everyone. The female generals' clothes were soaked with sweat.
Ahead, the view suddenly opened up, revealing a verdant expanse surrounded by mountains. In the center of the expanse lay a pool of emerald green water, with a dozen or so animal-hide tents pitched along its shore. This was the wolf clan's home.
The werewolf leaped off his horse and ran to a rectangular stone platform. In the center of the platform stood a large banner, fluttering in the wind.
"I'll kill you all one by one! Who's going first?" the werewolf roared excitedly, his voice still as gentle as a woman's, sending a chill down one's spine.
"Cousin, are you my cousin from twenty years ago, Ling Donglai?" Luo Yanyu asked, clinging to her last hope.
"That's right, I am Ling Donglai. Ever since you married Wu Tian, I've been living in a daze, like a lost soul, wandering aimlessly. Finally, one day, I decided to die. So I came to the place where Wu Tian wiped out the wolf clan, wanting to see one last time what kind of great achievements would win your heart, cousin."
"I lay on the large blue stone where the eleventh elder and the clan leader of the wolf clan died, preparing to sever my meridians. At that moment of utter despair, one—no, a group of souls—entered my body. The wolf clan was resurrected within me. I alone possessed the energy of all the masters of the wolf clan over the past hundred years. I became the strongest in the world, the ruler of the demon realm. I also learned the history of the hundred-year struggle between the immortal and demonic paths. I will unify the immortal and demonic paths and become the master of the human world."
"Alright, you know everything now. You can decide who will be my beautiful feast first."
Luo Yanyu sighed. "So the wolf clan has such supernatural powers. We were ignorant, it's our fate, we accept it. There are advantages to dying first, and advantages to dying later. Let's draw lots, shall we?"
"Interesting, interesting, very good. Minions, bring twenty-five lots!"
Ling Donglai's men brought twenty-five wolves, saying, "Each one has a number, from one to twenty-five. You won't recognize them anyway, just pick one."
The female generals dismounted, stepped forward, and picked their numbers. No one cried, no one trembled; their expressions of facing death with equanimity inspired awe.
"You, you are number one!!" The werewolf pointed at 27-year-old Ren Yuqing and said, "Look what's inside the wolf's right ear?"
Upon hearing this, the female generals all looked behind their wolves' ears, knowing which number they were to be slaughtered.
Ren Yuqing glanced at her sisters: "I'll go first. I won't bring shame to the Beiji Gate." She held her head high, leaped like a swallow through the forest, and landed on the stone platform. She stood gracefully before the werewolf Ling Donglai.
Ren Yuqing was the only beloved daughter of Ren Faquan, the prefect of Hangzhou. She had loved martial arts since childhood and was later recommended to the Beiji Gate by the abbot of Lingyin Temple, becoming a disciple. She was obsessed with martial arts and remained unmarried to this day. She was beautiful with delicate features, a slender figure, and a tiny waist. Her blue and white brocade dress and skirt revealed her status as a noblewoman. Looking at this stunning beauty, Ling Donglai was stunned.
"What do you want me to do?" Ren Yuqing spoke first, forcing a smile, her small chest proudly puffed out, her large, watery eyes staring directly at the demon who was about to devour her.
"Heh, heh," Ling Donglai stammered, somewhat embarrassed that this little woman had overshadowed him, a great demon himself. He straightened his body, immediately exuding an aura of dominance. His large, strong hand pressed against the girl's fragrant shoulder, causing her to shiver.
"Take off your clothes!" Ling Donglai coldly commanded.
The girl's face flushed red, and she gurgled a few times, wanting to speak but swallowing back her words. She hesitated for a moment, then her slender hands slowly began to move. First, she untied the brocade belt around her waist, then slowly unbuttoned her bodice. Her brocade undergarment immediately opened, revealing her snow-white arms and a bright red undergarment. After removing her outer garment, the girl hesitated again before reaching for her undergarment. Ling Donglai
remained calm, leisurely appreciating the girl's graceful movements.
Finally, the girl removed her undergarment, revealing a glimpse of spring. Her snow-white body was adorned with full, firm, and delicate breasts. Because she was still a virgin, her areolas and nipples were small and pale in color, making her look pitifully charming. The dark underarm hair peeking out from under her arms accentuated the girl's maturity and sexiness. "Stop!" Ling Donglai halted Ren Yuqing's attempt to untie her skirt. "Hands above your head, just stand there!!" he commanded again.
At this moment, Ling Donglai's subordinates tactfully brought over a large armchair for their master to sit on. Ling Donglai admired the chair for a while before saying, "Alright, come here, kneel down!!"
The girl took a deep breath and knelt before the demon king as ordered, still proudly holding her head high, her ample breasts prominently displayed.
The female warriors below the stage all turned their heads away, unable to bear this humiliating scene.
Ling Donglai bent down, hooking his large hand around the girl's delicate neck and pulling her head to his crotch, his thick penis pressed against her lips, "Lick it!!" Ren Yuqing glared at the demon king, tears welling in her eyes. After a while, she stubbornly raised her head and began to lick Ling Donglai's penis. After about half an hour, Ling Donglai stretched contentedly and said, "Good, your little mouth is so sweet, get up!!" The girl stood up, wiped her mouth clean, wiped away her tears, and raised her head again, glaring angrily: "What else do you have? Bring it all on!!!"
"Fine, I'll grant your wish!" Ling Donglai suddenly grabbed the girl's skirt with both hands and pulled it down, revealing a pair of fair and smooth legs. Before Ren Yuqing could react, Ling Donglai pulled down her snow-white panties, revealing a patch of pubic hair, enough to make one's blood boil. The scent of a virgin wafted towards him, and Ling Donglai couldn't help but take a deep breath. Caught off guard, the girl instinctively covered her lower body with her hands, letting out a pitiful cry, but then released her hands and stood quietly in front of Ling Donglai.
Ling Donglai turned Ren Yuqing around, making her turn her back to him, her full breasts facing the audience. He reached out from behind and pressed down on her breasts, kneading them forcefully. The girl's breasts immediately changed shape, and as Ling Donglai's strength increased, the girl groaned. Ren Yuqing had initially intended to endure until the very end, but this humiliation excited her, the heat within her body rushing towards her perineum. Finally, Ren Yuqing completely abandoned any mental resistance, closing her eyes and allowing Ling Donglai to play with her.
Ling Donglai made Ren Yuqing bend over, sticking out her buttocks, and placed his hands on the girl's plump buttocks, stroking and slapping them. The 27-year-old girl was fully developed; although her waist was slender, her hips were wide open, her buttocks full and thick, her pubic hair thick, her vulva plump, and a trickle of lustful fluid flowed down her thighs. Ling Donglai could no longer restrain himself, ruthlessly thrusting his large penis into Ren Yuqing's honey hole. With a heart-wrenching scream, lustful fluid and virgin blood moistened Ling Donglai's penis. Ling Donglai showed no mercy, relentlessly thrusting his huge penis, and Ren Yuqing groaned in response to Ling Donglai's movements.
The rape was over. Ren Yuqing lay on the ground, her snow-white body convulsing, unable to control her emotions, and began to cry. Ling Donglai, however, gave the girl no time to grieve. He cut the flagpole in half, leaving only an eight-inch section. He picked her up, spread her plump buttocks, and thrust her anus into the thick wooden stake, about the size of a teacup. Ren Yuqing couldn't help but scream loudly, her voice piercingly shrill. Her body writhed in agony, trying to escape the intense pain, but the more she writhed, the more intense the pain became. Finally, the girl stopped writhing and fainted.
The women below the stage almost wanted to rush forward and fight Ling Donglai, but the shameful promise held them back. They could only grit their teeth and silently endure.
Ling Donglai didn't wake Ren Yuqing. Instead, he slowly stripped her naked, leisurely playing with her delicate feet. With a painful groan, Ren Yuqing awoke. This time, she didn't continue screaming; she endured the pain and straightened her body. She glanced at the audience below and roared at Ling Donglai, "Beast!! I, Ren Yuqing, am standing here naked. If you have the guts, slice me to pieces! If Ren Yuqing makes another sound, she's not a member of the Arctic Gate!!!"
"Take your time," Ling Donglai said slowly, "I'll handle it according to your physical condition, I guarantee you'll be satisfied, how about that?" Having vented his anger, Ling Donglai became deliberate again. He first spread Ren Yuqing's legs apart, exposing her still-staining and bloodied genitals to the crowd. "Heh, heh," he chuckled coldly, then picked up a horsewhip and began to lash Ren Yuqing's lower body mercilessly. The girl trembled in pain under the whip, her pretty face contorted, but she remained silent, her legs still spread, allowing Ling Donglai to whip and vent his anger to his heart's content. Soon, the girl's abdomen and lower body were a bloody mess. Ling Donglai stopped and reached into the girl's mangled flesh. Ren Yuqing shuddered, her body stiffening with pain. She felt the large hand churning and tearing inside her abdomen. Another hand entered, and Ling Donglai frantically ripped at the girl's body. With a hiss, Ren Yuqing's pubic bone was ripped open, and a foot-long gash opened in her abdomen, spilling out her intestines, uterus, ovaries, and bladder.
Screams erupted from the audience, but quickly subsided. Ling Donglai lifted Ren Yuqing's entrails and tossed them down to the audience. Ren Yuqing trembled as she watched her internal organs fall into the wolf pack, devoured in an instant. Ren Yuqing looked at Ling Donglai and smiled, her smile still bright and captivating. She had won. She didn't utter a sound; she was a true warrior.
Ling Donglai looked at the dying Ren Yuqing, nodded admiringly, and with a swift stroke of his palm, severed her head from her neck. A severed head flew through the air. Ling Donglai grabbed her hair, lifted her head high, let out a long howl, and threw her body to the ground. Two of his men, understanding the situation, stepped forward to cut off her breasts and genitals, dismembering her body. Several others started a fire, set up an iron mesh, and prepared to roast her. Soon, chunks of bright red meat were placed on the mesh, followed by Ren Yuqing's heart, liver, stomach, and lungs, all sprinkled with the wolf clan's special spices. The aroma of the meat wafted into the nostrils, making the wolf clan members' mouths water.
Ling Donglai sat back in his armchair, relaxed his limbs, and let the blazing sun shine on his iron-like body. A moment later, the servants brought up Ren Yuqing's tender flesh, half-cooked, revealing a pair of full breasts, delicate feet, slender hands, and a plump vulva. A jar of strong liquor was also brought out. Ling Donglai waved his hand, "Serves you, my men, enjoy this spoils of war!" A cheer erupted as the wolf warriors and their leader drank heartily and enjoyed the delicious meat.
Ren Yuqing's head was cleaned and stored in a crystal box, becoming a beautiful decoration.
II. The Death of Lu Wushuang After less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Ling Donglai stood up again: "Who's next?"
The audience was silent; the scene they had just witnessed had shocked the female generals.
"What, too scared to come up? The Arctic Gate is nothing special!! Ha, ha, ha."
"What's there to be afraid of? You devil, you'll definitely die a horrible death!!" Lu Wushuang jumped off the stone platform: "Lu Wushuang of the Arctic Gate is here, twenty-two years old, 105 jin, four feet nine inches tall. If you're not afraid of being stuffed to death, then I'll eat you clean, skin and all!!"
Ling Donglai saw that this woman was much taller than Ren Yuqing, with a healthy figure, full breasts and a plump bottom, an oval face, a pair of single phoenix eyes, a nose like a hanging gall, lips like cherries, and skin as white as snow. She was indeed "a plum blossom blooming in the snow, a branch of cold beauty with
dewy fragrance." Ling Donglai couldn't help but feel overjoyed. This woman had delicate skin and tender flesh, and she must be juicy and delicious. He could have a good feast. "The women of the Arctic Gate are all so beautiful. I, Ling Donglai, am truly blessed with good fortune!!"
Lu Wushuang calmed herself down and was no longer afraid. She thought: Even before I die, I have to get some benefits from her mouth. Then she smiled sweetly, truly stunning everyone. "Since Mr. Ling won the bet, of course he has the right to enjoy Wushuang. It's just a pity that all that fair flesh I've nurtured for so many years has gone to you, you bastard. In my next life, I'll definitely be your mother and breastfeed you again, okay?" After saying that, she thought: How embarrassing it would be if he ordered me to take off my clothes! So she tore her tight-fitting purple gauze jacket to shreds with both hands in front of her chest, and then ripped off her pink bra, revealing her fair and beautiful body to Ling Donglai. Ling Donglai hurriedly tried to stop her, but the girl had already used her inner strength to snap the ribbons of her skirt, the silk skirt fell to the ground, and her underpants came off. Lu Wushuang stood naked on the spot, laughing, "Boring, aren't you? You should have given the order earlier. Now that you're all naked, just make do!"
Ling Donglai was so angry he couldn't speak. He thought to himself, "If I don't torment you for a few hours, I'll be your son." He turned his anger into a smile: "Miss is indeed bold. I want you to kiss me. Come on, don't be shy!! You have to stick out your little lilac, okay? No slacking off!!" Lu Wushuang was quite generous. She walked up to Ling Donglai, wrapped her arms around his neck, and started kissing him. Her little lilac swirled around in Ling Donglai's mouth, making him feel very uncomfortable. "How is it? Is that enough?" Lu Wushuang asked while kissing him.
"Enough, not bad, Miss is really giving me face. Now use your little mouth down there to kiss me!!"
"Ah?? Shameless!! Okay, I'll kiss you then." Lu Wushuang leaped up, straddling Ling Donglai's neck, pressing her buttocks directly against his mouth. Ling Donglai felt a refreshing fragrance on his face and quickly opened his mouth to meet her. She kissed, licked, bit, and sucked, making Lu Wushuang tremble and sweat profusely. Ling Donglai toyed with Lu Wushuang for a full half hour before finally placing her on the ground and ordering her again, "Little girl, very good, very good. Take off your shoes and socks too. Show me your swordplay. Don't hurt yourself or anyone else."
Lu Wushuang caught her breath for a moment, then removed her white cloth boots, revealing herself completely naked in broad daylight. She jumped off the platform, took the three-foot-long Longquan sword from her junior sister, and returned to the platform to dance gracefully. Lu Wushuang was the eldest daughter of the Taiji Sect and had also learned the superb swordsmanship of the Beiji Sect, so her skills were naturally extraordinary. For a moment, the platform was filled with flashing sword light and crisscrossing sword energy. Miss Lu Wushuang's white body danced like a fairy amidst the sword shadows, captivating everyone on and off the stage. After an unknown amount of time, Lu Wushuang finished her dance, stood gracefully with her sword, and looked proudly at Ling Donglai.
"How about it? Didn't disappoint the old beast, did you?"
"Good, good, so beautiful!!" Ling Donglai exclaimed, "Miss, you've honed your skills to such an extent, your flesh must be incredibly delicious, right? To be able to taste your white flesh today is truly a blessing beyond measure!!"
"Pah, you can be smug all you want today, but one day I'll grind you to dust and I'll be waiting down there to watch you go to the oil cauldron!!!" Lu Wushuang retorted without backing down.
"Your little mouth is sweet and hard, let's see if your little hole can hold on!! Kneel down and raise your big white ass high!!"
"Come on, whatever you want, I'll take it." With that, the girl knelt on the ground, her hands supporting her weight, raising her snow-white, plump buttocks high. Ling Donglai stepped forward and slapped the girl's buttocks, a crisp "smack" echoing as a large handprint was immediately left on her snow-white buttocks. Ling Donglai slapped her a few more times, the blows moderate in force, leaving only red marks, no visible tearing. Lu Wushuang gritted her teeth and endured, her plump buttocks still raised high, letting Ling Donglai slap her. After about ten slaps, Ling Donglai pressed his hands against Lu Wushuang's buttocks, placing his enormous rod against the girl's anus. "Let me give you a backdoor 'bloom' first!" he said, then thrust forward forcefully, inserting it with a "whoosh." What followed was a frenzied pumping, tearing the girl's anus raw. Despite her strength, tears streamed down her face. After
about a hundred pumps, Ling Donglai pulled out his enormous rod with satisfaction, slapped the girl's plump buttocks, and said, "Get up!"
The girl stood up, her legs weak, swaying uncontrollably.
"Need to relieve yourself? Go to the backstage area and empty your bladder before coming back up," Ling Donglai shouted from his armchair.
The girl, unable to bear it any longer, quickly stepped down from the platform and relieved herself in front of everyone. An unprecedented sense of humiliation overwhelmed her. She forced back tears, biting her lower lip so hard that her teeth dug deep into her lips, drawing blood. After finishing, she stood up and shouted at Ling Donglai on the platform, "You bastard, give me my clothes! I need to clean myself!"
Ling Donglai was initially taken aback, then smiled and threw the girl's underpants down.
The girl picked up her underpants and carefully cleaned her genitals and anus, even wiping her rectum. She then returned to the platform, ready to face a new round of torture.
Seeing the girl return to the platform, Ling Donglai exclaimed, "Well done!" He couldn't help but secretly admire the resilience and courage of the woman from the Arctic Gate. He made the girl kneel before him, his hands leisurely caressing Lu Wushuang's ample breasts. Her small nipples swelled from his kneading, filling him with ecstasy, and his massive member swelled even more. Finally, he stood up, gripping her slender waist and lifting her up. His member pressed against her vulva, thrusting deep inside. A scream rang out as her twenty-odd years of virginity were destroyed, blood flowing down her plump buttocks and thighs. Ling Donglai showed no mercy, relentlessly thrusting his member, the girl moaning with each stroke. Had Lu Wushuang not possessed martial arts skills, she would have been killed by Ling Donglai long ago. Half an hour later, Ling Donglai finally stopped, throwing Lu Wushuang to the ground. Lu Wushuang trembled like a pear blossom battered by rain, her snow-white body quivering, gasping for breath, her lower body covered in blood and filth. Lu Wushuang forced herself to stand, glaring at Ling Donglai: "You old beast! Don't stop if you dare!"
Ling Donglai sneered: "You'll get what's coming up, little girl, don't be too hard!" He then ordered: "Wash this little lamb clean inside and out, put her on the grill!!" His men obeyed, dragging Lu Wushuang off the stage, performing enemas and scraping her genitals until the young woman was thoroughly cleaned. Then, an iron frame was brought out from somewhere, and the girl was bound to it. Her arms were tied horizontally to a horizontal frame, her body was kneeling, her legs were spread at an obtuse angle, and her lower body was only about a foot off the ground. Her waist and abdomen were supported by an iron bar, and her hair was tied back to the frame that held her waist and abdomen in place, naturally raising her head high. Her two large breasts became the most prominent feature.
Ling Donglai said, "Girl, this frame is prepared for girls with big breasts like you. Just you wait and see!" "Men, bring the grill." So, several men brought three small charcoal grills, one under each of her breasts and one larger one under her genitals. It turned out that Ling Donglai was going to roast Lu Wushuang alive.
The charcoal grills crackled and popped, and the small flames gently seared the girl's three sexy parts. Lu Wushuang clenched her teeth and endured it, while Ling Donglai gently stroked the girl's fragrant back and plump buttocks, admiring the moving scene of roasting a beauty. Gradually, oil seeped from the girl's breasts and anus. Ling Donglai sprinkled various spices into the charcoal fire, filling the air with a fragrant aroma. The sounds of the wolf cubs below swallowing their saliva could be heard intermittently.
Lu Wushuang was drenched in sweat, her small mouth opening and closing as she panted, her vision gradually blurring.
The fire simmered slowly for over an hour. Lu Wushuang's breasts had shrunk considerably from the grilling, the oil dripping onto the charcoal sizzling, and the aroma growing stronger. Ling Donglai picked up a small knife, cut off a piece of her labia, and savored it, then took a sip of liquor, exclaiming with delight. He then followed with a sip of liquor and a piece of meat, cutting the girl into a gruesome sight.
After finishing the roasted meat, Ling Donglai grabbed Lu Wushuang's plump buttocks and forcefully pried them in half. Lu Wushuang screamed and died on the spot. Ling Donglai then took out the girl's vagina, uterus, and ovaries, cleaned them, and roasted them briefly over a fire before eating them. He exclaimed, "So sensual, so delicious!! Haha, it's good stuff!! My men, the rest are yours!"
His men rushed forward as if hearing celestial music, dividing Lu Wushuang up piece by piece, leaving only her beautiful head, which they cleaned and stored away in a crystal box.
Watching this cruel yet erotic scene, the female warriors closed their eyes, tears streaming down their cheeks. They all wondered what fate awaited them, wondering how Ling Donglai would deal with their flesh. Some of them felt a wetness in their lower bodies. III
. The Deaths of Liu Fengqin and Wu Siying
. After resting for a while, Ling Donglai ordered his men to bring food for the female warriors. The women, starving all day and seeing Ling Donglai and his men devouring their companion's flesh, were already ravenous and, without hesitation, wolfed down their food.
By this time, it was already dusk. Seeing that the female warriors had eaten and drunk their fill, Ling Donglai stood up again, ordered his men to light torches, and loudly addressed the women below: "Women of the Arctic Gate, it's late. I'm going to fight through the night. I only had time for the two of you today, not enough! Number three and number four are coming together this time. Which two beauties are they? Are they ready to die?" A
commotion arose below the stage, and the fifth senior sister, Liu Fengqin, and her second daughter-in-law, Wu Siying, stepped forward.
The fifth senior sister, Liu Fengqin, was twenty-six years old. Originally the daughter of a small local landlord, she married Lu Ying, the second disciple of the Arctic Gate, at the age of 18. Due to practicing the Ice-Sealing True Qi, she had never conceived. She wasn't particularly beautiful, with a small nose and small eyes, a full and robust figure, and a waist much thicker than the previous two noblewomen. However, Liu Fengqin had fair skin, delicate features, and a quiet and unassuming demeanor, possessing a unique charm.
The second daughter-in-law, Wu Siying, was twenty years old. She was the niece of Master Zhixin, the second-in-command of Wudang. She was married into the Wu family through matchmaking by the Wudang sect leader, Zhiyuan. She was beautiful and gentle.
The two women leaped onto the stone platform, remaining silent, chests out, heads held high, calmly looking at Ling Donglai, their frail appearance carrying an air of formidable authority.
Ling Donglai sized up the two women under the torchlight for a moment, then nodded and said, "Both are fine beauties. Why don't you two learn from the first beauty and introduce yourselves?"
The two women exchanged glances. Liu Fengqin stepped forward first: "Liu Fengqin, wife of Lu Ying, the second disciple of the Beiji Gate. The fifth female disciple, twenty-six years old, five feet seven inches, 115 jin. Please enjoy, sir!" She then stepped back, standing side-by-side with Wu Siying. Wu Siying then stepped forward as well, saying, "Wu Siying, wife of Wu Liwei, the second son of the Beiji Gate. Twenty years old, five feet eight inches, 93 jin. Please enjoy, sir!" She also stepped back.
Seeing the two women so calm, Ling Donglai felt a bit bored and awkwardly chuckled, saying, "Very well, very well, you two are both heroines, so I, Ling Donglai, will not stand on ceremony! Please, Liu Fengqin and Madam Lu, come forward first so I can help you undress."
Liu Fengqin smiled sadly and said to Wu Siying, "Sister, you go first!" She then slowly walked to Ling Donglai. Her expression was desolate, yet inexplicably alluring. Even Ling Donglai felt a stirring in his heart, thinking to himself, "Young married women are more attractive. Although not as beautiful as the previous two, they are still captivating."
Ling Donglai first reached out and touched Liu Fengqin's chest to see her reaction. Liu Fengqin was prepared and remained unmoved, standing tall and expressionless. Ling Donglai then slowly loosened Liu Fengqin's belt and buttons, occasionally kissing her exposed areas. In no time, he stripped Liu Fengqin of her upper body, revealing the heroine's fair skin. Her breasts were mature and firm, with dark red nipples and areolas; her waist was round and sexy; and her abdomen was slightly protruding. Ling Donglai was not satisfied. He ordered the heroine to raise her hands, and his large hands began to grope her body. Liu Fengqin was tickled and uncomfortable by Ling Donglai's touch, and her snow-white body trembled slightly. Ling Donglai was even more pleased, grabbing, pinching, squeezing, and biting her all at once, leaving Liu Fengqin covered in bruises. Although Liu Fengqin was strong, she couldn't help but groan a few times.
Ling Donglai then moved behind Liu Fengqin, and his right hand suddenly reached into her crotch to play with her anus. The heroine hurriedly squeezed her legs together, trying to prevent Ling Donglai from entering. Ling Donglai commanded, "Spread your legs and let my hand in!" The heroine, fighting back tears, parted her legs. Ling Donglai immediately reached inside, kneading and playing with the heroine's thighs, lower abdomen, and genitals. Liu Fengqin, married for many years, couldn't withstand such play; her juices flowed freely, dripping onto Ling Donglai's hands, which greatly pleased him. Ling Donglai pulled down Liu Fengqin's pants and slapped her buttocks several times before making her kneel to the side. He looked at Wu Siying and said, "Your turn, come here!"
Wu Siying, who had witnessed Liu Fengqin being played with, was already soaked with sweat and was somewhat impatient as she stepped forward to be humiliated by Ling Donglai. Ling Donglai slowly stripped Wu Siying naked as well. He saw that this twenty-year-old woman had a well-proportioned figure, thick pubic hair, small breasts and buttocks, but was sexy and mature, with long legs, fair skin, and a beautiful face. He actually made Wu Siying stand with her legs spread apart, while he knelt on the ground to lick the heroine's nectar. Wu Siying was completely overwhelmed by his actions, and a gush of hot fluid spurted from her anus, splashing onto Ling Donglai's face. Ling Donglai wasn't angry; instead, he laughed loudly, "You even peed! Haha, where did your righteous demeanor go?" Wu Siying blushed deeply and lowered her noble head.
Ling Donglai was very pleased to see the heroines' beautiful yet pitiful appearance, suffering humiliation. He picked up a thin horsewhip and ordered the two heroines to kneel before him, raise their plump buttocks high, and began to whip them left and right. The whipping was just the right amount of force and precise, and the two heroines were alternately in pain and excitement. Soft moans echoed from the stone platform, and even the middle heroine below couldn't help but blush.
After teasing her for a while, Ling Donglai sat on the armchair, spreading his legs wide, his enormous penis erect, and ordered, "Miss Liu, you should know how to serve a man, right? I don't need to teach you, come on up!"
Liu Fengqin's lower body was already overflowing with fluids. Hearing the order, she quickly got up, disregarding her shame, and sat down with her legs spread wide. Her body trembled, her plump buttocks slapping against Ling Donglai's thighs, making a pleasant and stimulating sound. Ling Donglai, meanwhile, enjoyed watching the heroine's trembling white flesh and her breasts bobbing up and down. He suddenly had another idea and ordered Wu Siying to come and lick his huge penis and Liu Fengqin's honey hole. Wu Siying didn't answer, but obeyed and crawled between the two, lowering her head and sticking out her tongue to lick. Although Liu Fengqin had been married for many years, she had never experienced such a scene. After only a few licks, her whole body trembled, and she cried out incessantly. Her lustful fluids gushed out like a spring, mixing with Ling Donglai's semen and flowing into Wu Siying's small mouth. Ling Donglai, with one hand caressing Wu Siying's plump buttocks and the other kneading Liu Fengqin's large breasts, laughed wildly, shouting, "So satisfying! So satisfying! It's a real shame that you Beijimen don't run brothels!" Liu Fengqin and Wu Siying ignored his insults, continuing their activities, their hearts filled with intense grief and indignation, yet also with a hidden, indescribable pleasure.
After about half an hour of this game, Ling Donglai ordered the two heroines to switch places, continuing the activity that humiliated these righteous heroines.
After raping the two heroines, Ling Donglai stood up and laughed, "You two served me so well, how am I supposed to eat you? Tell me, how do you want to be cooked?"
Liu Fengqin took a deep breath, composed herself, and coldly said, "Sir, you are skilled in cooking. We two have plenty of fat meat for you to use. Eat us however you like, why do you need to ask for our opinions? Steam, boil, roast, fry, it's all up to you. Hurry up and get to work, your wolf cubs are drooling!"
"Good, you little wench are brave enough. I'll deal with you in the most traditional way. I'll skin you two piece by piece, how about that?"
"Skin us if you want, stop talking nonsense!" The two heroines stepped forward, heads held high, chests puffed out, utterly fearless.
Ling Donglai ordered his men to tie the two female warriors to a large tree. Holding a horn-tipped boning knife, he approached Liu Fengqin, patted her large buttocks, and said, "Here it comes. Bear with it!" He then slowly plunged the knife into Liu Fengqin's groin. Liu Fengqin shuddered, her thigh muscles tensed, her toes pointed, and her teeth clenched. Ling Donglai then slowly and methodically sliced open the female warrior's abdomen, peeling away pieces of skin along the contours of her belly. Liu Fengqin was drenched in cold sweat from the pain, panting heavily. Ling Donglai had apparently pressed some pressure point on Liu Fengqin; although he was cutting away large chunks of flesh, Liu Fengqin bled very little. Despite the excruciating pain, Liu Fengqin became increasingly lucid. Finally, Liu Fengqin couldn't bear it any longer and screamed in agony. The sound was mournful and desolate, but it excited Ling Donglai immensely.
It took eighty-one cuts to remove Liu Fengqin's belly in one piece. Ling Donglai handed the thick belly to his men, instructing them to marinate it before steaming. One of the men took the fatty meat, cleaned it, made incisions, and marinated it with rice wine, scallions, ginger, Sichuan peppercorns, and other seasonings. He also prepared a large steamer, busy as a bee. Meanwhile, Ling Donglai continued to cut away at the heroine's body, slice by slice: buttocks, thighs, breasts, back, intestines, stomach, uterus, vagina. The heroine's beautiful body was separated piece by piece, and she cried out in agony, tears streaming down her face. The once heroic heroine suddenly became pitiful. The severed flesh was divided into several piles by Ling Donglai's men and then fried, stir-fried, cooked, and stewed to make various exquisite dishes. The torture lasted for an hour. Liu Fengqin's body was reduced to only her heart, lungs, head, and skeleton. Strangely, she wasn't dead yet. Although she could no longer make a sound, her skeleton twitched, a truly terrifying sight. "Die!" Ling Donglai roared, ripping out Liu Fengqin's heart. The heroine's white bones trembled violently before finally becoming still.
Ling Donglai then walked to Wu Siying and laughed, "Do you understand now? You're prettier than her, so I'll let you live a little longer."
Wu Siying shuddered, knowing she would endure more pain. She closed her eyes tightly, her muscles involuntarily tensing.
Ling Donglai said no more and began cutting, his movements slower and smaller. Wu Siying's snow-white flesh trembled with Ling Donglai's movements, groaning, screaming, and wailing, the sounds growing louder and more pitiful. Gradually, Wu Siying's voice faded, then disappeared, her trembling weakening. A beautiful life slowly faded away, and Ling Donglai's table was filled with more delicacies. As Ling Donglai ripped out Wu Siying's heart, the second daughter-in-law of the Beijimen clan declared the end of her life. Two more beautiful heads of chivalrous women were added to Ling Donglai's collection. Braised
pork ribs, steamed breasts, sweet and sour pork, tripe and lung soup, and other delicacies filled the stone table stained red with the blood of the Beijimen heroines. Ling Donglai and his men clinked glasses, enjoying this poignant feast. The heroines below the table bowed their heads in silence, tears welling in their eyes.
IV. The Price of Shame
After the feast, it was nearly midnight. Ling Donglai stretched and said contentedly, "Everyone must be tired after a day of playing, right? Go and rest. Clear out a tent for the women from Beijimen so they can get a good night's rest and continue serving us men tomorrow. Little cousin, Madam Wu! You have to stay with me tonight! Come with me!"
The female warriors remained silent, watching as Madam Luo Yanyu followed Ling Donglai into a large tent, and then silently followed one of Ling Donglai's men into another large tent. Once inside, no one wanted to talk. They were all lost in their own thoughts—unfulfilled wishes, people they longed to see, their own fates, and some even wondered if their own flesh would taste good. In short, the female warriors were all lost in thought, unable to fall asleep until dawn.
Leaving aside the other female warriors, let's focus on Luo Yanyu. Following Ling Donglai into the large tent, she saw the crystal boxes containing the heads of the four female warriors who had just been eaten, neatly arranged on a mahogany display shelf. Also on the shelf were the heads of her two sons and eight senior disciples. Overwhelmed with grief, she began to sob. Her fair shoulders trembled incessantly; from behind, she looked like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. Ling Donglai gently patted his wife's shoulder and said softly, "Don't be sad. War is always this cruel. Back then, weren't the Wolf Clan wiped out by your husband? Besides, you'll see them soon. The women of the Arctic Gate uphold their promises; it's admirable. I didn't intend to be so cruel, but the souls of the Wolf Clan elders reside within me; I have no choice! I hope you'll forgive me."
His wife glanced coldly at Ling Donglai. Seeing his sincere expression, and knowing he had kept his promise to release Wu Tian and his son, she felt that although she and her twenty-five beautiful female warriors would be cruelly devoured by him and suffer torture and humiliation, it was a promise made by both sides, and there was nothing more to say. Moreover, Ling Donglai was deeply devoted to her, almost committing suicide. Luo Yanyu's expression calmed, carrying a hint of tenderness. Ling Donglai was captivated by her beauty.
“You’re a man of your word,” the lady said. “Now you’re the butcher and I’m the fish on the chopping block, so you should be at my mercy. But considering our sibling relationship, I have a favor to ask of you, and I hope you can grant it.”
“Tell me,” Ling Donglai said magnanimously after a moment’s thought.
The lady gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, her posture so charming and alluring, truly possessing a thousand kinds of grace and ten thousand kinds of beauty.
"In my opinion, your cannibalism is not something you can help yourself, and it's mainly to enhance your demonic power. Judging from your complexion and physique now, it seems that after eating us, your demonic power will soon be fully cultivated. At that time, your human and demonic bodies will merge, creating an indestructible body. Then you won't need to eat people to further your demonic power. I hope that on the day you achieve your goal, you will cultivate your mind and nature and no longer harm the martial world."
"This… although you guessed correctly, the bodies of you female warriors are indeed too tempting. I'm afraid I'll find it difficult to resist… Alright, I promise you, after I, Ling Donglai, achieve my goal, I will eat a maximum of ten people a year, and I will try my best to control myself. What do you think, sister?" Ling Donglai used all his strength to give this answer, clearly trying his best to restrain his demonic desires.
"This is already quite an achievement for you, and I am very grateful to you." The lady also saw Ling Donglai's inner struggle between his divine and demonic powers. She quickly comforted him gently. But at the same time, she made another request: "Furthermore, the remaining twenty-one of us can no longer bear to watch our fellow disciples being cruelly murdered one by one day. I would like to request that you dispose of us as soon as possible. Anyway, with your cultivation level, eating ten or eight a day shouldn't be a problem." As she spoke, the lady knelt on the ground and kowtowed, pleading.
"Haha, even Luo Yanyu has her breaking point. Alas, it's inevitable. Of course, a woman can hardly resist such a bloody scene. Alright, I agree. You twenty-one, I'll eat seven a day, and finish you off in three days, how about that?" Ling Donglai readily agreed to the lady's request this time. Because he knew that the further they went, the more numb the female warriors would become, and the less fun it would be.
"Thank you, cousin. Luo Yanyu is deeply grateful. Tonight, I am willing to serve you wholeheartedly. Please feel free to give any requests, and Luo Yanyu will obey without question." The lady's face was filled with gratitude as she gently removed her white robe, revealing her flawless white arms and her lovely emerald green bodice.
Ling Donglai's heart skipped a beat, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He had waited far too long for this day. He had secretly loved this beautiful and sexy goddess since he was seventeen. At that time, Luo Yanyu was only fourteen, already possessing a beauty that could rival the most beautiful women in the world, her fragrance reaching far and wide. Countless people couldn't help but turn their heads to stare when she walked down the street. He, Ling Donglai, had grown up with Luo Yanyu since childhood, and believing that his proximity gave him an advantage, he doted on her and obeyed her every word. However, Luo Yanyu married Wu Tian, who was then penniless. Subsequently, Wu Tian became the leader of the fight against the Wolf Clan, achieving numerous victories and finally annihilating the Wolf Clan, becoming famous overnight. He then naturally became the leader of the martial arts alliance, enjoying his zenith for over thirty years. Ling Donglai, on the other hand, had sunk into despair, wandering aimlessly through the martial arts world like a walking corpse, devoid of any interest in life. Now, his goddess was finally standing by his side again, allowing him to do as he pleased—truly a joyous occasion.
Ling Donglai slowly circled Luo Yanyu, taking a good look at her. He moved behind her and gently untied the straps of her bodice. As the bodice fell away, her fair and beautiful body was revealed to him. Ling Donglai gently stroked her soft, smooth shoulders and back, then moved down to her slender waist. He then brought his hands together and slowly kneaded her abdomen, closing his eyes to enjoy the unprecedented pleasure. His hands moved upwards, pressing against her high, full breasts. The two nipples rested on his palms, bouncing elastically with each kneading. He then heard her heavy breathing, and his blood surged. He kneaded her more forcefully, the vibrant, elastic flesh stimulating Ling Donglai, while his caresses and kneading also stimulated Luo Yanyu. Luo Yanyu had already decided to obey Ling Donglai in everything, entrusting her remaining time and energy to this man who was both her cousin and her enemy. Furthermore, with her divine powers broken and her now no different from an ordinary person, she found herself unable to control herself under Ling Donglai's influence. Suddenly, she turned her delicate body and embraced Ling Donglai, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Ling Donglai felt the warm fragrance and soft jade on his lips, an indescribable, intoxicating pleasure. Finally, Ling Donglai began to take further action, his right hand slipping into the woman's panties, heading straight for her crotch. His middle finger swiftly entered her honeyed orifice. The woman let out a soft moan, incredibly alluring, her voluptuous, sensual body swaying and moving in sync with Ling Donglai's movements—a sight so intoxicating. Then, Ling Donglai used both hands simultaneously, tearing Luo Yanyu's skirt and panties to shreds, revealing her beautiful body and exquisite figure. Ling Donglai and his wife knelt on the bed, their plump buttocks raised high in a doggy-style position, their massive penis thrusting into her clitoris. The wife moaned in response to Ling Donglai's movements, exciting him to the extreme, pushing his movements to their limits.
They changed positions countless times, playing for a full two hours. The wife was drenched in sweat, panting heavily. Ling Donglai pulled out his penis and placed it near his wife's mouth. She understood and opened her cherry-like mouth, sucking on his glans until it was clean. Ling Donglai wasn't satisfied yet; he forced his wife onto the bed, his penis thrusting into her anus, while his right hand circled her waist, fondling her vulva and pubic hair. The wife, subjected to the thrusts from both ends, gushed forth fluids, crying out repeatedly. After ejaculating violently into the woman's anus for a while, Ling Donglai shoved his massive penis into her mouth. The woman, of course, responded with her tongue, swallowing all of Ling Donglai's semen.
As dawn broke, the two mortal enemies, naked and embracing, leaned against the railing, watching the sunrise.
"Cousin, you must be in your late forties, right? Still so charming, with such smooth skin. It seems practicing the Ice Sealing True Qi really does nourish the body," Ling Donglai said, stroking the woman's smooth back.
"I've nourished you for forty-seven years, and I'm still your meal!" the woman teased.
"Cousin's flesh must be delicious! I'll prepare it in many different ways. Look how fatty and oily it is here and here, steaming would be best," Ling Donglai said jokingly, one hand on her breast, the other on her genitals.
"Oh… it itches so much! How are you planning to kill me?" the woman asked with a smile as she spoke of death.
"I'll treat you the best, behead you directly, but you have to keep that smiling face so I can keep your head safe!"
"No, you have to treat me the cruelest! I don't want to receive any more preferential treatment than the others! Promise me, okay? I'll try my best to keep smiling!" The lady actually pleaded like this.
"You still want to maintain your chivalrous demeanor at this time? Fine, I'll grant your wish." Ling Donglai agreed, while lovingly kissing the lady's delicate breasts.
"By the way, what number are you?" Ling Donglai asked.
"Number eleven, it's my turn today, the last one. These two fleshy balls are your midnight snack, okay?" The lady cupped her breasts in her hands, teasing Ling Donglai with a smile.
"Alright, it's getting light, let's start today's program!!" Ling Donglai said, walking out of the tent naked, and dragging Luo Yanyu out naked as well.
V. The Seven Heroines of the First Day
Ling Donglai stood on the stone platform, the morning sun shining on his bronze skin, making it gleam. He had an air of supreme authority and arrogance. A long roar from him roused his disciples and the sleeping heroines. They gathered again around the stone platform.
Ling Donglai said loudly, "Your wives pleaded for you, asking for less suffering and for me to deal with you quickly. Alright, I agree. Seven a day, three days in total. Numbers five through eleven, come up. No unnecessary movements, just follow my orders."
The heroines exchanged glances, as if saying goodbye, and then six of them leaped onto the stone platform. They were: Zhan Qingyan, Boerguna, Ning Yuxin, Cheng Nishang, Shan Yuchan, and Hao Feier.
Seeing these six beauties, each with a face like a peach blossom and a slender, athletic figure, Ling Donglai felt a surge of desire, and his massive member quietly rose. He smugly gave the order: "According to your numbers, come forward one by one and introduce yourselves, so I can have a clear picture. Number five, you go first!" The wolf cubs below stirred, whispering and commenting on the six female warriors and the naked lady on stage, their words dripping with filth. Several of the younger female warriors blushed crimson.
Zhan Qingyan composed herself and bravely stepped forward: "I am the second female disciple of the Arctic Gate, Zhan Qingyan, thirty years old, from Long Haishan, the eldest disciple of the Arctic Gate, five feet two inches tall, weighing one hundred and eight jin, number five." Ling Donglai carefully examined this tall and sexy female warrior. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a nose like a hanging gall bladder, lips like cherries, a wasp waist, a broad back, and long, slender legs. She was truly a captivating beauty, with a graceful bearing. He couldn't help but praise, "Excellent, worthy of the reputation of the heroine of the Arctic Gate." With that, he strode to Zhan Qingyan, grabbed her right hand, and said, "Wait a minute, let me make this for breakfast."
Ling Donglai pulled Zhan Qingyan to the armchair, stripped her naked, revealing her snow-white, delicate skin. Zhan Qingyan and her second sister were famously busty beauties of the Arctic Gate, their breasts firm and perky, trembling with the slightest movement. Ling Donglai was captivated, his hands grabbing at the heroine's breasts. Then he reached for Zhan Qingyan's genitals, playing with her thick, dark pubic hair, thick labia, and clitoris.
Because the heroines hadn't bathed for the past two days and had been traveling, they had sweated a lot, so Zhan Qingyan smelled slightly sweaty. Ling Donglai sniffed, then had several men bring clean water to wash Zhan Qingyan thoroughly. The desert morning was already cold, and Zhan Qingyan, naked, had cold water splashed on her, causing her to shiver violently. Her white flesh trembled before everyone, a truly beautiful sight.
Ling Donglai placed the clean-cut heroine on a grand chair, spreading her legs and placing them on the armrests, exposing her vulva to the bright sunlight. He was thoroughly humiliating Zhan Qingyan. Zhan Qingyan, already overwhelmed with shame and indignation at being exposed to the enemy's nakedness, was further aggravated by the cold, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood. Tears welled up in her eyes as well.
Seeing that the humiliation was sufficient, Ling Donglai pressed his massive rod against the entrance of Zhan Qingyan's flower, thrusting it in and out rapidly. The heroine, who had been trembling like a leaf, gradually felt warmth rising from her body, a surge of pleasure shooting from her lower body to her head. She abandoned all resistance and began to moan softly in response to Ling Donglai's movements. Seeing the female knight aroused, Ling Donglai grew even more excited, fondling Zhan Qingyan from head to toe, front to back. Then he stood up and said to Zhan Qingyan, "You're very good, your skin is smooth and elastic. Let me take off another pair of pants for you, okay?" Zhan Qingyan glared at Ling Donglai resentfully, her chest still heaving. "I've already taken everything off, what else is there to take off?" She immediately understood that Ling Donglai intended to skin her alive, and her delicate body trembled, tears streaming down her face again.
Seeing that Zhan Qingyan understood his meaning, Ling Donglai smiled maliciously and ordered his men to hang Zhan Qingyan by her arms behind her back from a large tree branch, her feet about a foot off the ground. Then he poured a bucket of cold water over her head. Zhan Qingyan couldn't help but shiver, her skin tightening.
Ling Donglai stood before Zhan Qingyan, a sharp knife in hand. He patted her ample breasts a few times, as if to say, "It's about to begin. Are you ready?" Zhan Qingyan closed her phoenix eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and said, "Come on
! If I, Zhan Qingyan, even flinch, I'm not a member of the Arctic Gate!" "Well done! Take this!" Ling Donglai first pressed Zhan Qingyan's pressure points to prevent her from bleeding to death from the heat. Then, he used the knife to make a circular incision an inch below the heroine's navel, peeling back the skin and separating the skin from the subcutaneous fat bit by bit. Ling Donglai peeled very carefully, and the skin on the heroine's waist gradually detached from her body, drooping down. It took about fifteen minutes to peel back the skin until he reached her buttocks. Zhan Qingyan trembled violently, her breathing rapid, her breasts heaving, and cold sweat streamed down her cheeks.
The skin on Zhan Qingyan's plump buttocks was also peeled off, and the knife had already reached the heroine's vulva. Ling Donglai didn't cut off the jade clam, but left it on the heroine's body along with her anus, clearly intending to eat it. The rest of the process was much faster. Zhan Qingyan's two legs were straight and strong, with very little subcutaneous fat. Ling Donglai quickly peeled off her legs, revealing the crisscrossing muscles and tendons. Reaching her ankles, Ling Donglai made two circular cuts to separate the skin from her body, then pulled it down, revealing a pair of human skin trousers. He handed the trousers to his men to dispose of them properly. Then he gently stroked the heroine's well-developed muscles, admiring her trembling limbs under his touch. At the same time, Ling Donglai continuously licked the blood seeping from Zhan Qingyan's legs and abdomen, and the vaginal fluid flowing from her genitals. With each lick, he smacked his lips, finding it incredibly delicious.
Although Zhan Qingyan bravely endured the intense pain, her lips tightly closed, a heart-wrenching "gurgling" sound still escaped her throat. She said, word by word, "There's another top, do you want it?...Grandma will give it to you too!!" Ling Donglai, hearing this, shook his head with a smile: "Zhan Qingyan's breasts are so outstanding, they won't look so good after being skinned. In a moment, I'll open your abdomen, clean you up, and then cook your beautiful flesh. You won't be in pain for too long, so why don't you thank me?" Saying this, he cut a piece of flesh from the heroine's buttocks along the muscle lines and ate it raw.
Ling Donglai put Zhan Qingyan down, and she could no longer stand, falling to the ground. She tried to stand up, supporting herself with her hands, but as soon as she managed to stand, she fell down again in pain. Ling Donglai didn't stop her, watching from the side, because the tension and contraction of Zhan Qingyan's muscles each time she exerted herself excited him. Finally, he even pressed Zhan Qingyan to the ground again and began to rape her. Zhan Qingyan was in excruciating pain, finally letting out a scream before fainting.
Ling Donglai, satisfied, got up and splashed a ladle of cold water on Zhan Qingyan. She shivered and awoke, letting out a long sigh: "It hurts so much!" Ling Donglai didn't bother to restrain her, instead arranging the heroine in a lying position and slicing open her abdomen. Zhan Qingyan struggled desperately, her body contorting into various shapes. Ling Donglai, while enjoying the various postures caused by her pain, leisurely carried out his vivisection. Her pale intestines spilled out; her vagina and uterus spilled out; her liver, kidneys, spleen, and stomach were also pulled out; her bladder and ovaries were cut off and played with in Ling Donglai's hands. Zhan Qingyan gritted her teeth, not uttering a sound, her full, healthy body writhing with each cut. Ling Donglai's eyes were bloodshot, his spirits extremely high. He was no longer appreciating the heroine's graceful figure, focusing solely on his butcher's work. Finally, her heart and lungs were removed. Zhan Qingyan trembled violently, her small waist arching into a bow shape, then she breathed her last and slammed onto the platform. Her legs twitched lifelessly a couple of times before remaining still. Ling Donglai then personally cut off the heroine's entire breast, kissing Zhan Qingyan's large breasts on his face for a while before tossing them to one of his men: "Steamed! Half-cooked, no seasoning allowed, I want the original flavor." He then bent down and dismembered Zhan Qingyan's body into pieces, severing her head before standing up with satisfaction. Looking at the pile of human organs and limbs on the ground, he kicked them a few times. He seemed much more relaxed, stretched, and returned to his armchair to close his eyes and rest. His men swarmed forward, gathering Zhan Qingyan's pieces one by one, starting a fire to cook them. Soon, a rich aroma replaced the previous stench of blood.
Ling Donglai, after resting for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the remaining female warriors on the platform. Under his piercing gaze, the women involuntarily trembled. Borguna strode forward, her voice clear and resonant: "I am number six, Borguna, a Mongol. This is my hometown, and I am content to die here. I am twenty-five years old, the seventh oldest, five feet tall, and weigh 118 jin. Your methods are indeed dirty and cruel, but I can withstand them. Go ahead and do it." She then stood tall and looked directly at Ling Donglai, not flinching from his captivating gaze.
Ling Donglai looked at the healthy and forthright Mongolian girl. She had her hair styled in small braids that cascaded over her shoulders. Her features were delicate, with bright eyes and white teeth. Her arms and legs were longer than average, and her waist was slender, outlining a shapely figure. Ling Donglai smiled and walked forward, reaching into Borguna's robe to gently fondle her breasts, enjoying their soft, supple skin. Then, Ling Donglai ordered the girl to remove her clothes and stand naked before him, so he could see everything. He then discovered that her lower body was smooth and hairless, a patch of snow-white skin. Ling Donglai laughed heartily; she was a "white tiger" (a term used to describe someone who is completely naked). The girl, having exposed her body to everyone and had her secret discovered, blushed deeply, her hands instinctively covering her genitals. "Open your hands!" Ling Donglai commanded. The girl reluctantly and slowly opened her hands, looking utterly ashamed. This made Ling Donglai extremely happy. He knelt on the ground, spread the girl's legs, and tilted his head back to suck and lick her genitals, probing his entire tongue into her vagina and stirring it around. Brguna trembled all over from the stimulation, slightly raising her buttocks, placing her hands on Ling Donglai's head, moaning softly, her juices flowing freely. Ling Donglai accepted it all, swallowing large gulps of the girl's love fluid. In this way, Ling Donglai drove Brguna to a frenzy, finally exhausting her until she collapsed to the ground. Ling Donglai straddled Brguna, spreading and lifting her long, slender legs, and thrusting his massive member into her, deflowering her.
The rape lasted for half an hour. Ling Donglai got up, lifted Brguna up, and dragged her around the stone platform as a public spectacle. Only then did they tie the girl to the tree in a "T" shape. Ling Donglai took a sharp dagger with his right hand, parted her labia with two fingers of his left hand, inserted the dagger, and slashed upwards, cutting all the way to her pubic bone. With a scream, the girl's pale internal organs spilled out. Ignoring the girl's trembling body and wailing cries, Ling Donglai continued to remove the items from Brguna's stomach one by one, showing them to the audience. Soon, only a blood-red empty cavity remained in Brguna's abdomen. The beautiful female warrior was still panting, her body trembling weakly. Ling Donglai stuffed her empty abdomen with vegetables and sauces, then ordered his men to sew her stomach back up. Several of his men, understanding the situation, untied the limp Brguna and tied her to a copper rod, setting up a barbecue grill. The flames burned only between the girl's chest and feet, and her beautiful head remained intact. At first, Brguna struggled weakly, then began to gasp for breath. Gradually, the girl lost her life, and the delicious aroma of flesh filled the bloody execution ground.
Brguna was still being roasted in the flames when Ling Donglai impatiently shouted, "Three more, let me enjoy the feeling of being served by three women at once!! Hurry, hurry, don't dawdle!"
Ning Yuxin, Cheng Nishang, and Shan Yuchan stepped forward and routinely announced their names:
"Ning Yuxin, twenty-three years old, four feet six inches tall, eighty-nine pounds, tenth disciple.";
"Cheng Nishang, nineteen years old, four feet eight inches tall, ninety-one pounds, a disciple.";
"Shan Yuchan, sixteen years old, four feet six inches tall, eighty pounds, a disciple."
Ling Donglai saw that these three girls were all incredibly fresh and tender, with delicate, flawless faces, slightly rounded breasts, and slender waists, like lilies covered in morning dew.
Standing before these three petite beauties, Ling Donglai couldn't help but feel a surge of youthful infatuation. He circled the girls a few times, scrutinizing them closely. Then he ordered his men to bring out his eight-foot-long bed from his tent and place it on a stone platform. He led the three girls onto the bed, and they knelt around him.
Ling Donglai first touched Cheng Nishang's small face, then slowly removed the girl's clothes, revealing her delicate skin. The nineteen-year-old girl wasn't fully developed, her two newly peeled nipples gleaming. Ling Donglai leaned forward and gently sucked on the girl's nipples, his hands roaming over her body, making Cheng Nishang tremble. Feeling the girl's snow-white body writhing, Ling Donglai felt a surge of pleasure.
After a while, Ling Donglai turned to Ning Yuxin. The girl instinctively tried to back away, but Ling Donglai pulled her in front of him and stripped her naked with both hands. Ning Yuxin was only twenty-three years old, her body mechanically writhing under Ling Donglai's caresses, her small, oval face streaked with tears. Hearing the girl's sobs, Ling Donglai became even more excited, his fingers probing into Ning Yuxin's vagina, stirring and enjoying the moans of the girl under his ministrations. After playing with her for a while, the girl was trembling like a leaf, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably as she lay on the bed, sobbing
uncontrollably. Ling Donglai laughed, pushed Ning Yuxin aside, and pulled Shan Yuchan over. This time, he didn't personally undress the girl, but ordered her to take her clothes off herself. The girl was only sixteen years old, trembling under Ling Donglai's lewd power. She hesitated for a long time before finally starting to unbutton her clothes, slowly and plaintively taking off her clothes, displaying her pure and delicate body to Ling Donglai. Her small breasts were only slightly raised at the chest, and her rosy nipples swayed incessantly with her trembling body. Ling Donglai grabbed the girl's breast and squeezed it hard, and the girl let out a miserable yet slightly excited cry. Ling Donglai laid Shan Yuchan down on the bed, spread her two smooth thighs, and observed the sixteen-year-old girl's tender genitals. His rough hands caressed Shan Yuchan's mysterious triangle. Dan Yuchan arched her body repeatedly with Ling Donglai's movements. Ling Donglai even plucked the few pubic hairs that had just sprouted from the girl's lower body. Dan Yuchan struggled desperately, letting out pitiful screams.
At this moment, two henchmen carried up a piece of meat, roasted until it was red-hot and glistening with oil, its aroma filling the air, and placed it beside the bed. Boerguna stared wide-eyed ahead, her small mouth slightly open, her eyes filled with grief and resentment. Ling Donglai reached out and tore off a piece of Boerguna's left breast, chewing it greedily. "Good, fatty but not greasy, melts in your mouth, incredibly tender. Do you want to try some?" Ling Donglai said, tearing off another piece of Boerguna's thigh meat and handing it to the girls on the bed. The three girls all backed away, shaking their heads desperately. Six eyes stared at Ling Donglai in fear.
Ling Donglai was very pleased with himself and ordered Ning Yuxin to come over first, spreading her legs and lying down beside the bed. He pressed his hands against the girl's slender waist, and with a powerful thrust, his massive member plunged into her vagina, forcibly taking the virginity of another female warrior from the Arctic Gate. Ignoring the girl's cries, Ling Donglai violently pumped his member, savoring Bruguna's exquisite body. His oily hands occasionally caressed Ning Yuxin's breasts, face, and buttocks. Amid Ning Yuxin's moans, Ling Donglai stood up and thrust his member, stained with Ning Yuxin's virgin blood, love juice, and semen, into Bruguna's mouth. Feeling a surge of hot air flowing from Bruguna's mouth, Ling Donglai couldn't help but ejaculate wildly, his semen dripping down Bruguna's lips.
Ling Donglai then took Cheng Nishang and Shan Yuchan, deflowering them both. Shan Yuchan fainted under the ravages of his massive member. By this time, the sun was setting, and Ling Donglai kicked the three girls who had collapsed to the ground a few times, still not satisfied. He shouted, "The rest of you, come here, let's all play together!"
Hao Feier and his wife Luo Yanyu jumped onto the stone platform. Ling Donglai looked at Hao Feier, noticing her tall, slender, and beautiful figure, and asked, "What's your name?"
"Hao Feier, sixth brother, five feet one inch, one hundred pounds, twenty-five years old."
"Alright, both of you, take off your clothes and lie down!" Ling Donglai had lost patience for a more thorough examination.
His wife Luo Yanyu was already naked, and obediently lay on the bed, spreading her jade-like legs. Hao Feier was also numb, and after taking off her clothes, she lay down next to his wife. Ling Donglai naturally engaged in another frenzied and passionate act, his body covered in semen and the heroines' love fluids. After the rape, Ling Donglai piled the heroines together, resting while looking at the mountain of snow-white flesh. Meanwhile, the remaining roasted meat from Boerguna had already been taken away and eaten clean by the wolf cubs. Ling Donglai jokingly asked, "What should we do with the five of you?" The heroines lowered their heads and remained silent, looking completely at their mercy. Suddenly, Ling Donglai seemed to have thought of something, and a smug smile appeared on his lips: "You five will all suffer the same fate, isn't that good? Haha, I'll use you to make a dish that will be passed down through the ages! Little ones, wash them clean, and force-feed them soup from head to toe, so that the heroines' intestines are cleansed and flavorful."
The wolf cubs seemed to understand Ling Donglai's intention, and with a cheer, they rushed onto the stone platform and dragged the five heroines off. They hurriedly washed and enemasked the heroines again and again, constantly forcing them to drink a kind of sauce soup. The heroines drank it, then defecated, then drank it again, then were washed again, and were tormented for a full two hours. The wolf cubs then carried out a set of exquisite brass utensils, with three different small pots in the center of a shelf. The wolf cubs tied the female warriors one by one to a frame, their snow-white buttocks raised high, facing a small pot in the center, their bodies bound together like five fleshy balls. Then, they lit a charcoal fire under the pot, poured oil into one pot, water into another, and a flat-bottomed iron plate into the third.
Steam rose from all three pots. Ling Donglai sat down in front of the pots, patted the female warriors' buttocks, and said, "I'm going to eat your intestines! Have you heard of that famous dish of eating donkey intestines alive? Today, I'll upgrade that dish, using beautiful women as ingredients. It will be unprecedented and incredibly delicious!"
Ling Donglai poked his fingers into the anuses of each of the five female warriors a few times, choosing Cheng Nishang, whose buttocks were snow-white and plump. Ling Donglai used a small knife to cut around the girl's anus, and the girl immediately let out a pig-like scream. Ling Donglai grabbed the girl's anus and pulled it out, the bloody anus and a section of thick intestine being ripped out of her body. Ling Donglai didn't even wash it. He placed the girl's anus and large intestine on a scorching hot iron plate. A wisp of smoke hissed into the air, the smell of blood mingling with the aroma of roasting meat. Cheng Nishang struggled desperately, her snow-white body writhing incessantly. Her screams were like sharp blades piercing the hearts of the other female warriors of the Arctic Gate.
Ling Donglai cooked the girl's intestines until they were about seven-tenths done and ate them, praising, "Truly a pure and virtuous female warrior of the Arctic Gate. Her large intestines don't smell bad at all; they even have a unique fragrance." He then transferred the next section of intestine to a different pot of water. The girl screamed again, the sound almost audible with the stench of blood. Ling Donglai then slapped Shan Yuchan's buttocks. Shan Yuchan immediately trembled and involuntarily let out a scream. Ling Donglai showed no mercy. He twisted a knife around the girl's anus and pulled out Shan Yuchan's intestines. Shan Yuchan was still young, and her intestines were thinner and whiter. Ling Donglai played with the girls' anuses and intestines for a while before placing them in the oil pot.
The girls' intestines tumbled on the iron plate and in the oil pot, splattering oil droplets and blood. This vibrant phenomenon excited Ling Donglai even more. He quickly dug out the large intestines of Ning Yuxin, Luo Yanyu, and Hao Feier, along with the anal sphincter muscles of the female warriors, and placed them in different containers to cook.
The female warriors felt waves of excruciating pain in their anuses, their stomachs filled with heat, an indescribable discomfort yet indescribable pleasure. This contradictory feeling caused the five female warriors to scream shrilly one moment, murmur softly the next, writhe violently, and tremble with soft panting. The sounds were as beautiful as celestial music, and the movements as graceful as a dance.
This wild aroma spread around, making the wolf cubs drool with envy. Ling Donglai, showing compassion, called his wolfish offspring up onto the stage to share this delicacy with him.
From five large, round, pinkish-white buttocks flowed five segments of pale pink intestines streaked with blood, dancing in the pot like musical notes, accompanied by the mournful cries of the female warriors. This scene was unforgettable.
The female warriors' voices gradually weakened, and a trickle of fluid flowed from the five jade clams. Ling Donglai dipped sections of cooked sausage into the warriors' juices and tasted them, exclaiming how exquisite they were. He was uncontrollably excited, and his lustful desires surged forth. He glanced down at the audience and set his sights on Qin Bingzhen, the top expert of the Arctic Gate. So he jumped off the stage, grabbed Qin Bingzhen's hair, and dragged her onto it. Qin Bingzhen did not resist, allowing Ling Donglai to strip off her clothes piece by piece, leaving her naked and kneeling before him. Looking at this pure and innocent female warrior like a lamb, Ling Donglai was extremely pleased.
He dragged Qin Bingzhen to the table, forcing her to raise her plump buttocks for him to violate. His huge rod thrust repeatedly into Qin Bingzhen's vagina, while he slapped her buttocks with one hand and used the other to pick up sections of sausage and put them into his mouth.
This tragic yet erotic scene lasted a long time; the five female warriors' intestines had been completely emptied. Ling Donglai walked up to the women and observed their expressions. Each had slightly parted lips, delicate vulva, and glistening beads of sweat streamed down their cheeks. Ten watery eyes gazed at him hazily, filled with resentment and desolation. Their drooping breasts swayed in the air, streams of sweat flowing down their cleavage to their lower abdomens. Their trembling shoulders rose and fell slightly, and clear dewdrops covered their snow-white, plump buttocks.
Beauty, simply beauty. The beauty displayed by women under cruel torture was the most captivating, a beauty that lingered, that infatuated. Ling Donglai was mesmerized by this beauty. He bent down to fondle the women's breasts, kissing them one by one, licking their sweat, and repeatedly shoving his large penis into their mouths, savoring their pure, fragrant lips and delicate vulva.
Ling Donglai finally decided to end the banquet. He returned to his seat and, starting with the ladies, began to dismember the female warriors one by one, cutting off their genitals, vaginas, uteruses, and ovaries. He piled them up in a large red lacquered wooden tray, creating a bloody mountain. Then, he and his wolf cubs dismembered the women's bodies piece by piece. Each cut was accompanied by a beautiful wail or groan. So they cut as finely and slowly as possible, fully enjoying the women's dying performance.
Gradually, only heads and skeletons remained; five beautiful lives ended at Ling Donglai's hands. He cut off the five beautiful heads and kept them safe, throwing the five bloodied skeletons into the wolf pack. Afterwards, Ling Donglai and his wolf cubs drank and devoured the fresh flesh and entrails of the women they had just cut off, while also fondling and defiling Qin Bingzhen's beautiful body.
Finally, the flesh was completely eaten, and blood flowed everywhere. Ling Donglai then embraced Qin Bingzhen on the large bed on the stone platform and drifted off to sleep.
The female warriors of the Arctic Gate were exhausted and utterly weary. Forgetting all shame, they jumped into the icy lake to wash themselves, then collapsed to the ground and fell asleep without a second thought. Perhaps in their dreams they awaited humiliation and death.
The next day, Ling Donglai woke up and stretched. Seeing the female warriors still asleep, he couldn't bear to wake them and stepped down from the stone platform to admire their sleeping beauty. The female warriors, sensing his presence, woke up one after another. They remained silent, heads bowed, awaiting Ling Donglai's orders.
Ling Donglai smiled and said, "You're all up? Seven again today. I suppose you're all impatient?"
After the Lady's death, the female warriors of the Arctic Gate all followed Qin Bingzhen's lead. They looked at the naked Qin Bingzhen. Qin Bing knew what she should do. She said to Ling Donglai, "We at Beijimen haven't broken our promise these past two days, have we, Mr. Ling Donglai?" Her voice was gentle and touching, but her tone was cold and serious.
Ling Donglai turned to look at Qin Bingzhen, his gaze roaming over her body with lewdness: "Now, Lady Qin is the boss. Good, your Arctic Sect truly lives up to its word. I admire you."
Qin Bingzhen subconsciously covered her thick, dark pubic hair with her hand: "Actually, it's just death. We're inferior in skill, so we accept it. It's just that you, you old beast, got off easy! ... We've all seen your methods, nothing more than using these filthy forms of torture on us. I'm number twelve, and today I'm the first to experience your despicable methods."
"Indeed, there's nothing new to serve you ladies. Just the old methods, you'll have to make do. Haha, bring up seven more, let me see what kind of women we have today!"
Seven beautiful women slowly walked onto the stone platform: Qin Bingzhen, Wu Qiuyue, Zhan Feiyan, Wei Feimei, Han Mei, Gu Liping, and Gu Liying.
Ling Donglai looked at these seven ice-carved beauties, each with their heads held high and chests puffed out, displaying an indomitable spirit. Thinking to himself, "Let's put an end to your arrogance first," he ordered Qin Bingzhen to kneel in the center of the stone platform, surrounded by the other six female warriors. He first inserted his enormous member into Qin Bingzhen's mouth, enjoying it while saying, "Watch Qin Bingzhen's performance and learn from her."
Qin Bingzhen, filled with resentment, sucked on Ling Donglai's penis, enduring the stench and the filth constantly flowing into her mouth. She felt the filth increasing, and it was too late to spit it out, so she had to swallow it down mouthful by mouthful. Although she felt indescribably disgusted, Qin Bingzhen maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
Ling Donglai then ordered Qin Bingzhen to lie on the ground, while he knelt above her head, his penis still inserted in her mouth, his hands able to easily manipulate her body. He noticed that the six female warriors watching had closed their eyes and shouted, "Open your eyes and watch carefully!"
The six female warriors reluctantly opened their eyes, watching their respected aunt being humiliated. Ling Donglai grew increasingly excited, his penis swelling even more. He bent down to kiss Qin Bingzhen, slowly kissing his way down her neck. He kissed her breasts, lower abdomen, pubic hair, labia, clitoris, thighs, calves, and feet, kissing her every inch. He could feel Qin Bingzhen's body gradually trembling. Ling Donglai kissed her again from bottom to top, biting at any tender spots. Qin Bingzhen's consciousness began to blur, her body trembling violently, emitting seductive moans from her cherry-like mouth. She completely gave up resisting. Suddenly, Ling Donglai parted Qin Bingzhen's legs, his tongue plunging into her vagina and stirring it, his large hands cupping her buttocks and kneading them forcefully. Qin Bingzhen's vaginal fluids flowed out, all of which Ling Donglai sucked into his stomach.
After sucking for a while, Ling Donglai got up and tied Qin Bingzhen's hands behind her back, forcefully pulling her legs back and binding her feet behind her head. Qin Bingzhen was bound into a strange, fleshy ball.
Ling Donglai admired his handiwork for a while, then kicked it hard a few times. Qin Bingzhen rolled around on the ground, crying out. Ling Donglai knelt down again, grabbed Qin Bingzhen's two full breasts, and began to rape her, inserting his penis into her vagina. Qin Bingzhen cried out wantonly under Ling Donglai's violent thrusting, causing the female warriors watching to blush. After about
an hour of thrusting, Ling Donglai ejaculated into Qin Bingzhen's uterus before standing up with satisfaction. Qin Bingzhen lay on the ground, moaning, writhing, and panting... Ling Donglai admired it for a while longer, then ordered his men to gang rape Qin Bingzhen. Dozens of strong, burly men swarmed her, showing no mercy, playing with Qin Bingzhen from head to toe. One penetrated her mouth, another pierced her vagina, and yet another brutally pounded her anus. Ling Donglai watched with smug satisfaction as the other six female warriors watched from the sidelines.
The brutal gang rape lasted for two hours before Ling Donglai dispersed his men. He saw that Qin Bingzhen's body was covered in semen, urine, and saliva. Qin Bingzhen remained curled up in a heap, groaning, convulsing, and vomiting. At this point, she no longer resembled a powerful female warrior, but a pitiful pig awaiting molting and skinning. Ling Donglai stomped on Qin Bingzhen a few more times before ordering his men to drag her away and wash her. Soon, his skilled men had thoroughly cleaned Qin Bingzhen inside and out. When she was placed back on the platform, Qin Bingzhen was haggard, pale, with purple lips, and trembling all over. Ling Donglai bent down and grabbed Qin Bingzhen's chin, lifting the heroine's face: "Tsk tsk, can't take it anymore, huh? Call me 'good husband' and I'll kill you right now. How about that?" "
Pah! You dead bastard..." Qin Bingzhen no longer had the strength to curse Ling Donglai, and she slumped her head helplessly.
“Quite the guts, good. Let me dissect Lady Qin.” With that, Ling Donglai picked up the bull-ear-shaped dagger that had cut open the bodies of countless heroines. He first brandished it a few times on Qin Bingzhen’s face, then slowly slid the cold back of the blade down her cheeks to her full breasts, her beautiful abdomen, and finally stopped at her genitals. As the dagger slid, Qin Bingzhen’s delicate body trembled incessantly. When the dagger stopped at her most sensitive genitals, Qin Bingzhen couldn’t help but urinate, making Ling Donglai extremely proud and laugh heartily. Qin Bingzhen was also very dissatisfied with her performance and let out a heavy groan.
Ling Donglai was in no hurry to cut open Qin Bingzhen’s body. He first tended to the heroine’s thick pubic hair, plucking it off clump by clump, finally leaving her lower abdomen completely clean and white. Only then did Ling Donglai slowly use the tip of the dagger to make a cut from Qin Bingzhen’s navel to her genitals, and blood flowed from the cut. Ling Donglai didn't cut open Qin Bingzhen's genitals, but instead dug out the heroine's entire vulva, slowly pulling it out of her body, vagina, bladder, uterus, and ovaries—a complete female reproductive system separated from its owner, neatly arranged in a large red lacquered wooden tray. Qin Bingzhen struggled in intense pain, twisting her alluring, jade-like body, trying her best to endure but still emitting mournful cries.
Next, they cleaned Qin Bingzhen's abdominal cavity, removing her intestines, spleen, liver, and stomach one by one. Each time the sharp knife cut through her internal organs, Qin Bingzhen's body would tense violently, her snow-white body opening and closing repeatedly, her full breasts heaving dramatically, a breathtakingly beautiful sight. The
abdominal cavity was empty, leaving a hollow, bright red space. Ling Donglai wasn't in a hurry to continue emptying the beautiful heroine's chest cavity, but instead ordered his men to impale Qin Bingzhen on a thick wooden stick, standing upright on the ground for all to admire. Furthermore, one of his men continuously rinsed Qin Bingzhen's abdominal cavity with salt water, repeatedly waking her from near unconsciousness, the excruciating pain relentlessly tormenting her. Each grotesque tremor of her beautiful body excited Ling Donglai immensely.
After enjoying Qin Bingzhen's pitiful performance for a while, Ling Donglai turned to the six female warriors watching, scrutinizing them carefully for a moment before pointing at Zhan Feiyan: "You come here, what's your name?"
Zhan Feiyan had expected to be next to Wu Qiuyue, but was surprised to be directly chosen by Ling Donglai. Her body trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and stepped forward, saying, "My name is Zhan Feiyan, twenty-five years old, five feet two inches tall, one hundred and ten pounds, from Wu Yongyuan of Beijimen, Zhan Qingyan's younger sister. My sister was skinned alive by you..." "Take off this skin too."
Ling Donglai looked her over carefully for a few more moments and said, "It really does look like her, and the figure is just as alluring. I imagine this skin must be incredibly captivating, but how you die is not up to you. Alright, first strip naked and run a lap around the stage so I can see the heroic figure of the eldest daughter-in-law of the Arctic Gate."
Zhan Qingyan saw that everyone except Lu Wushuang had been directly raped and slaughtered. Although they had suffered humiliation and torture, none of them had to perform like she did. She couldn't help but secretly lament that she shouldn't be so sexy and alluring. However, Ling Donglai had already given the order, so she had no choice but to obey. Thus, the female warrior took off her clothes and ran around the stage naked, her ample breasts swaying rhythmically, her well-built body revealing her muscles intermittently, and her long black hair flowing behind her head. Not only were the wolf clan members dumbfounded, but even the female warrior of the Arctic Gate was somewhat envious.

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