【The Cunning Servant】(Episodes 1-8) Author: Zhile

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【The Cunning Servant】

Author: Zhile
Publisher: Xianchuang Culture

Chapter 1: Slave in Another World Chapter 1: The Saintess's Burning Desire

On a full moon night filled with desire, the moonlight was particularly alluring, and the night was exceptionally mysterious. Even the simple rooftop hut seemed dreamlike.

Shi Cheng stood alone on the rooftop, bathed in the moonlight and lamplight, eagerly opening his treasured collection—erotic novels—for the hundredth time. Every time he read the opening paragraph, the hot-blooded young man in his early twenties couldn't help but have his eyes light up.

"Legend has it that there are houses of gold in books, and beauties like jade in books; another legend says that if you read a book a hundred times, a beauty will appear, heh, heh..."

He finished reading it for the hundredth time, closed the last page, but the sky was still the same sky, the earth was still the same earth, and Shi Cheng—was still that 1.75-meter-tall, average-built, slightly thin modern boy.

"Ugh, what 'read a hundred books, and beauties will appear'? Liar! I hope I don't see the guy who wrote this on the street, or else..."

Angrily throwing the erotic book aside, Shi Cheng glanced at his reflection in the mirror on the door. The person in the mirror had short hair, long eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, and a square mouth—well, barely passable features.

The next second, a hint of pride in the young man's heart instantly turned to frustration. There were tons of people like him on the street. Being decent-looking wasn't handsome, it was just ordinary; being grotesque was considered unique. But what made him special?

Right, there was this!

Shi Cheng grinned, and a canine tooth hidden on the left side of his lower jaw flashed with an optimistic white light. If this counted as special, then he was truly special—especially unlucky!

Ordinary family background, ordinary education, ordinary job, and most infuriatingly, ordinary women looked down on him!

Thinking of this, Shi Cheng felt a surge of anger. His youthful dream made him roar at the moon, "No! I don't want ordinariness, I want women, beautiful women—"

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"Men, I want men—"

Different worlds, different eras, the same full moon night. On the edge of a cliff, a beautiful woman in ancient costume frantically tore at her clothes, desperately calling for a man's body.

"Gah, gah... Water Saintess, we're all men, who do you want? Or, all of us can come at you!"

Several figures leaped up from the foot of the mountain like arrows, disappearing in an instant with each step.

"Men, men, heh, heh..."

Her disheveled hair danced like silk, her tall, jade-like body twisted and writhed, the Water Saintess, her clothes barely covering her body, revealed her voluptuous figure. Seeing a man approach, she immediately pounced on him hungrily.

The leading man, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit with light armor and a golden crown, excitedly opened his arms upon seeing the beautiful woman throw herself into his embrace, much to the envy of his three similarly dressed companions. As

the woman entered his arms, the man screamed and was thrown through the air, his rock-like body thrashing about before dying instantly.

"Damn it! The aphrodisiac hasn't entered her consciousness yet! Don't fight over it, let's capture her together first: if we don't get the Poison Dragon Fruit back, we'll all be beheaded!" The remaining three scattered, pressing towards the frenzied woman from a pincer movement. Her disheveled hair

flew backward in the wind, revealing a distorted yet still stunningly beautiful oval face: before her opponents could get close, the Water Saintess had already swallowed a red fruit and then resolutely jumped into the abyss of death.

Below the abyss, treacherous clouds and poisonous miasma filled the air. The three burly men in light armor hadn't expected a woman to be so fierce; though unwilling, they had no choice but to return empty-handed.

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Under the cover of night, on the rooftop.

A young man, burning with lust, let out a beastly roar, trying to soothe his raging desires with the most primal and inexpensive method.

"Woman, woman... uh, woman, come on, open your mouth..."

The boy's pleasure was building when a shooting star suddenly appeared: in a flash, a naked woman "fell" out of space before Shi Cheng's eyes.

"Ah, a woman!"

Shi Cheng, right hand clutching his penis, left hand holding his precious book, was completely stunned, turning into a fossil. God had actually sent a woman!

Was his penis just hallucinating from lust?

Under the rare, alluring moonlight, the beautiful woman's tall, jade-like body was on full display. Her areolas trembled with her soft panting, her legs rubbing together as her curves undulated. What attracted Shi Cheng most was her slender, boneless waist.

Hush, that was the legendary boneless beauty, so delicate it could be grasped in one hand!

A chill entered the boy's body, then transformed into a surge of heat that rose from every acupoint. For the first time in his life, the man's desire was so strong and burning.

The naked woman's unfocused eyes darted around, and upon seeing the man

, her body slammed against the air with a violent creak. Her alluring naked body lunged through the air, then suddenly bent backward in a way that defied human logic, making it appear from a distance as if her waist had snapped. In a murmured moan, the frenzied woman dug her fingernails into her seemingly exploding virgin breasts. Using the excruciating pain of spurting blood, she turned and leaped towards the portal in the void, leaping four or five meters.

"A woman, it's really a woman! Ah... woman, don't run, come back!"

Only then did Shi Cheng recover from his shock. How could he let such a gift from heaven slip by? In an instant, the beastly nature deep within his bones erupted, morality and law were thrown to the back of his mind, and all he wanted to do was ejaculate into the woman's body.

Before his thoughts had even fully formed, Shi Cheng's slender frame leaped forward. Driven by desire, he was faster than a flying man, managing to grab the woman's long, jade-white feet just as she leaped into the "gate of light."

"Ah!"

Two screams rang out simultaneously. The woman cried out from the attack, while the man, looking down, realized he had left the ground, left the rooftop, left—modern civilization!

The light faded, and space returned to its ancient, serene stillness, while the couple consumed by lust vanished.

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The moonlight seemed to tremble as the Water Saintess plummeted into the abyss, her figure miraculously disappearing in mid-air. Several days later, the Water Saintess reappeared in the same spot: with a splash, the deep pool at the bottom of the cliff suddenly churned, and the two entangled figures crashed heavily into the water.

The pressure of the water made Shi Cheng dizzy. He wasn't a good swimmer to begin with, and he thrashed about wildly. Meanwhile, the strange woman floated gracefully to the surface.

Floated? Yes, this woman seemed to fly through the water, her slender waist twisting lightly, her delicate vulva rippling in the waves, her pink vulva gliding across the surface – utterly captivating!

Unfortunately, Shi Cheng had no time to appreciate this beauty. A few mouthfuls of water went down, bubbles rose, and the boy's body sank straight to the bottom.

"My...penis...I'm done for!"

Despair crept into his mind, and Shi Cheng cursed his hometown's vulgar language one last time before his consciousness faded.

Suddenly, the water flowed strangely, parting to both sides. A wave of water, like a ribbon, wrapped around Shi Cheng's waist, then gently lifted him, propelling him quickly out of the water, tumbling to the feet of the mysterious woman.

"Ah, ah..."

The moans flowed incessantly, the gasps forming a continuous stream. Shi Cheng's dizzy gaze swept upwards, just in time to see the beauty's forbidden area overflowing with spring water. The young man instantly forgot his shock, and with a whoosh, his penis and body sprang up simultaneously.

"Stop! Don't come any closer, or else... ah... I'll kill you!"

Shi Cheng had only taken one step when the Water Saintess immediately issued a threat: though her words were harsh, she fell to the ground on her own, her rolling body trampling the grass. Her hands were out of control, one hand kneading her breasts, the other reaching between her legs. She twisted her legs tightly, clamping her palms tightly onto her peach blossom.

"Oh..."

The pleasure of self-massage made the Water Saintess's jade lips part wide, her fragrant tongue moving incessantly within her mouth, her longing eyes involuntarily looking at the young man a few steps away.

Shi Cheng swallowed hard, just about to pounce, when the woman suddenly shattered a stone with her palm, startling him so much that he retreated instead of advancing. Fear and temptation simultaneously invaded the young man's mind.

The Water Saintess's body twisted and turned, then suddenly rolled forcefully, her slender waist slamming into a small tree. Her smooth, alabaster legs involuntarily clamped around the tree, her entire body rubbing against the trunk. "Go away, get away... ah... or I... I... will kill you! Ah—"

Amidst the sharp screams, the tree trunk, wet with moisture, folded her exquisite waist again, and the Water Saintess found herself on all fours, her nipples pointing upwards, her body arching in a seductive curve. Her muddy, peach-like entrance was right in front of the young man's eyes, captivating Shi Cheng instantly, making him lose his mind.

Whew... God, I can't take it anymore! Such a beauty, I'd rather die than not have her!

Shi Cheng quickly stripped off his clothes, erected his penis, aimed at the woman's honeyed orifice, and thrust straight in.

A man's scent wafted over her, and the beautiful woman's body instantly opened with a joyful cry. Her virgin jade gate trembled violently, and a pool of spring water splashed out, the farthest drops landing on the man's glans.

The scalding spring water splashed, and Shi Cheng immediately let out a wolfish howl. His penis surged to the beauty's side with lightning speed, rubbing against her muddy paradise a few times before accurately parting her tender, alluring lips. Then, his glans hardened—

"Bang!"

Shi Cheng was suddenly sent flying. The Water Saintess, true to her word, struck the young man with a palm, causing him to vomit blood. A half-scream caught in Shi Cheng's throat, and his vision went black; he instantly fainted.

The man's blood was still swirling in the air when the Water Saintess's naked body shuddered violently, and in the blink of an eye, blood flowed from all seven orifices—a truly terrifying sight.

Aphrodisiacs ignited human desires, desires fueled incredible vitality, while the dragon fruit was like a raging fire burning life itself. These two terrifying, opposing forces drove the holy maiden mad instantly. Her boneless, slender waist flashed through the air, and a deadly killing intent swept towards the unconscious man who hadn't yet hit the ground.

Inside a uniquely ancient golden palace, the three experts who had been chasing the Water Saintess lay prone at the foot of the palace steps, recounting their defeat in trembling voices.

"Your Majesty, the wanted criminal fell off a cliff, poisoned by the most potent aphrodisiac in the world, and also ingested the Dragon Fruit

. He must be reduced to bones by now." "The Water Saintess is indeed worthy of her name. Even after being poisoned by the 'Watery Promiscuous' drug, she managed to escape thousands of miles away. Alas, what a pity! All my

efforts in cultivating her were wasted. I never imagined she would turn out to be the daughter of a traitor, and even steal the only Dragon Fruit in the world. She deserves to die!" The Empress's tone shifted repeatedly, revealing her capricious nature. Her words changed again, and her slanted eyes narrowed coldly, sending shivers down the spines of everyone in the golden palace.

"Commander Wang, I'm afraid you not only want to bring back the treasure for me, but also want to rape the Water Saintess and steal her power, right?"

"Your Majesty, have mercy! Your Majesty, have mercy... This humble subject was momentarily confused!"

As soon as the Empress spoke, the three imperial guards trembled with fear, kowtowing until their heads bled.

The Empress leaned back, her imposing figure shifting slightly, and her voice abruptly softened. She glanced at her three subordinates with amusement, saying, "Hmm, the Holy Maiden is of noble status, pure and virtuous. How dare you harbor such lustful thoughts towards her? Quite bold indeed!"

With a flick of her dragon-and-phoenix robe, an invisible gust of wind lifted the three guards into the air. Before the officials could even register their astonishment, the Empress continued, "What are you afraid of? I'm rewarding you. Heh, heh… You've had enough guts. Now let me see if you're up to it."

The Empress, herself a woman, was encouraging her subordinates to defile the Holy Maiden. Not only that, she gave a wink to two veiled female officials behind her.

Two phantom figures swept through the hall like a whirlwind. In the blink of an eye, the three imperial guards were naked, exposed to the Empress's whip.

"Useless trash! With your assets, you dare to be lecherous thieves!"

The three-zhang-long leather whip moved nimbly in the Empress's hands. With a sweep of the hooked tip, the three guards screamed and fell to the ground, clutching their groins, unable to stop the blood from gushing out.

The Empress sighed, her whip retracting into her sleeve, her disappointment evident. "Alas... it's so hard to find a worthy breeding slave. Guards! Send these good-for-nothings to the war slave camp! Confiscate their property! Except for the women, all the men are to be enslaved, their families condemned to three generations of slavery! Hmph, how dare they harbor selfish thoughts, ruining my grand plan!"

A group of female soldiers swiftly restored the golden palace to its former state. The Empress, her emotions concealed, said, "Men are unreliable. General Leng Yun, you must go. I want to see them alive or dead."

"Your subordinate obeys!"

A female general in golden armor strode forward, her words like ice, her eyes like knives, as if a block of ancient ice had been frozen for millennia. The few male officials at the head of the hall instinctively lowered their heads.

The Empress once again comfortably reclined in her dragon throne, casually issuing the most important order of the day.

"By imperial decree, the central army is to assemble at the drill ground and prepare to encircle and annihilate the male supremacist faction: I want the world to remember that men are either dogs or worse than dogs! Proceed! I—will personally lead the expedition!"

On a remote island thousands of miles away from the Empress's Golden Palace, although the sea breeze was gentle and the scenery was pleasant, not a single smiling face could be seen on the island.

Without warning, the imperial navy surrounded the island, seemingly announcing the imminent end of the male-dominated era.

"Strategist, Shui Wuxin has already left the capital. In less than three days, the main force of the imperial army will arrive. Do you think this gamble is too risky?"

A group of men stood at the highest point of the island. At the head of the group, a middle-aged scholar stood as still as a pine tree, three strands of black beard on his chin fluttering slightly in the wind, revealing his wisdom.

The strategist of the Male Superiority Clan withdrew his gaze from the celestial phenomena and sighed deeply, "Only in this way can we lure the snake out of its hole. This is the Male Superiority Clan's only chance: alas, may heaven grant a miracle, otherwise, the men of the world will never have a chance to rise again."

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In the abyss, thick fog lingered.

Time lost its meaning in his unconsciousness. After an unknown amount of time, Shi Cheng slowly awoke. Before his eyelids even opened, the strange sensation in his lower body had already entered his mind.

So comfortable, still sliding up and down, uh, it feels so good, wait, isn't this masturbation?

Who...who would masturbate me!

The boy's eyes lit up first, and as soon as his eyelids opened, a slender waist that could be encircled in one hand instantly filled his vision: above the slender waist were a pair of firm, perky breasts that bounced, not large or voluptuous, but perfectly proportioned to his slender and tall body.

Beneath her slender waist, her long, jade-like legs parted and closed, her tender, red vulva appearing and disappearing. A man's gaze, uniquely male, pierced through the muddy grass, even catching sight of the two labia rubbing against each other.

A surge of lust erupted, and his semi-erect penis instantly became vigorous, the engorged glans slapping against the woman's palm. Shi Cheng's expectant gaze shifted upwards, his burning member instantly shrinking into a tiny worm.

"Ah, a ghost! Help..."

It's impossible for a person to be alive and kicking while bleeding from all seven orifices, impossible for a beautiful woman to suddenly transform into a monster, and impossible for her to transport him from the rooftop to the wilderness in an instant. Besides a ghost, Shi Cheng couldn't find any other reason.

Ugh... that thing of his penis... what "beauty is found in books"? It turns out the book hides a vengeful female ghost!

The woman's eyes flashed red, and the blood from her seven orifices flowed even more fiercely, the twisted bloodstains blurring her face, making her indistinguishable from a vengeful ghost. Seeing Shi Cheng trying to escape, she waved her hand, a few drops of water landing on the young man.

Shi Cheng instantly turned into a clay sculpture, while his lower body defied his will, inexplicably standing erect.

This time, the Water Saintess didn't let out a struggle or roar, but instead spread her legs and sat down hard on the erect penis.

"Sizzle..." Spring water overflowed from the muddy valley, and the female ghost easily devoured half of the penis.

Thinking of the legendary fate of dying from exhaustion, the boy's mournful cry pierced the sky: "Waaah... Heaven is unjust, my virginity!"

"Ee... Hmm!"

The Saintess raped the boy, and pleasure and sorrow immediately merged into a strange hiss: the tearing pain drilled into her heart, and two sorrowful tears dripped into the crimson of her virginity, instantly burned into wisps of smoke by the frenzied lust.

The penis entered her body, the honey hole moved, and the strange red light that roamed the woman's body immediately surged towards the point where the two were joined, and the blood on her face began to shrink back into her seven orifices.

The obvious changes in her body caused the Water Saintess to let out a joyful cry. Her buttocks swayed incessantly, one hand supporting herself on Shi Cheng's chest, the other reaching down to straighten his slightly off-center penis.

"Plop!"

With a heavy thud, the woman's honeyed orifice finally sank to the bottom, her buttocks completely pressed against the boy's lower abdomen. After a momentary pause, her frenzied lust made her begin to move rapidly, plunging her in deeply and rotating heavily.

Men are such strange creatures; although filled with fear, after a few minutes, their lower bodies began to experience pleasure from the friction.

Shi Cheng's ordinary-sized penis began to heat up. The female ghost was terrifying, but her slender vagina was tight and intoxicating. With just a bite and swallow from her jade gate, lust burned away his fear.

Perhaps the power of the "water droplet" had disappeared, or perhaps human potential had been fully unleashed by lust, Shi Cheng suddenly regained his freedom, thrusting his waist upwards with force, wishing he could send the woman flying.

"Oh, oh..."

The man's initiative struck the woman's sensitive spot, and the frenzied female ghost's eyes flashed red, involuntarily emitting a sound of frenzied pleasure mixed with ecstasy.

Taking advantage of the moment when the female ghost trembled all over, Shi Cheng suddenly sat up, embraced the exquisite slender waist that fascinated him the most, and buried his face in the waves of breasts. His tiger teeth flashed instantly, and he bit down on the swollen, bright red nipple.

The young man sucked on the areola and suddenly rose up, lifting it with both hands in the same instant, and then pressed down heavily on the woman's slender body.

An electric-like tingling sensation exploded in his penis, and Shi Cheng finally understood the pleasure of men. When he began to lift and press down a second time, the woman's beautiful buttocks began to rotate and rise, swallowing his penis section by section.

"Oh..."

A satisfying pleasure simultaneously surged into their bodies. Driven by primal desire, they constantly shifted their positions, chasing the ever-escalating, tingling sensation: the woman sat in the man's lap, her buttocks grinding and rotating, her body rising and falling. The speed made her bouncing breasts seem ethereal, the force so powerful that the waves of her plump buttocks roared and surged.

Who could believe, who dared to confirm, that this was the pure and innocent Water Saintess of the Mirror Flower Continent? The world's number one aphrodisiac, "Watery Promiscuous Flower," truly lived up to its name.

In the midst of their revelry, the woman gradually relaxed her restraint.

The tingling in her lower abdomen grew stronger and stronger. Shi Cheng knew he wasn't invincible. To seize the limited time, he suddenly roared, his hands reaching down, his two middle fingers piercing the Saintess's honeyed orifice. He forcefully spread them apart, stretching her delicate, alluring lips wide and round.

"Ah—"

The boy thrust wildly, squeezing his entire root, including the testicles, inside—truly inside: an unprecedented depth piercing the woman's long-desired flower core, the pleasure of hitting that itchy spot was beyond words.

The saintess, overwhelmed by the explosive impact, instantly went limp, her consciousness blurred; the boy's long-awaited opportunity had arrived.

Shi Cheng suddenly shoved the woman aside, but before he could even run away, extreme pleasure exploded in his lower abdomen. His penis had barely withdrawn from the woman's jade gate when scalding semen shot out.

The first spurt of semen opened the glans and urethral opening; the second, with a whoosh, shot onto the saintess's cheek; the third was even more exquisite—the panting saintess's fragrant tongue curled, perfectly absorbing the man's semen; the fourth, the fifth… spurt after spurt of semen erupted!

"Ugh!" Shi Cheng's whole body tensed, his limbs went numb, and for a moment he even forgot to run away. He just stared blankly as his semen shot onto the woman's face, shoulders, chest, and lower abdomen. The boy's mind couldn't help but wander, his imagination running wild.

It's too exciting. I didn't know my semen was so powerful. Will she not kill me? Maybe she just wants to have sex with me...?

A sharp claw tore Shi Cheng's skin open, shattering his fantasy. The woman, covered in semen, pounced back, her wild gaze fierce and ruthless. The rampant aphrodisiac had transformed the holy beauty into a lustful demon.

"Useless trash, move! Ah... it's so itchy, you piece of trash!"

Her honeyed orifice could no longer accommodate the limp penis. The Water Saintess's bloodstained face tightened, and the red light around her body rapidly concentrated in her palm, striking Shi Cheng hard on his lower body. The unlucky boy twitched, and once again, his life hung in the balance.

The red light flowed into the boy's body like water, and the strange "exchange" lasted for a full minute. When the Water Saintess could no longer bear the burning desire, she finally released her hand.

"Whoosh!"

A few strands of grass that were originally stuck to Shi Cheng's crotch suddenly sprang out like an iron rod, sending the grass flying into the air. Its powerful aura was like a tyrant standing guard, invincible to all women.

Shi Cheng's penis had "changed." It had grown half again and was three times thicker. The egg-shaped glans was steaming hot, and one could feel the burning and intense desire of the man from afar.

Ah... So "ordinary" can be transformed like this!

"Oh..."

The woman and the unconscious man became one again. With just the first touch, the Saintess's acupoints all over her body opened up. The different penis indeed brought a different kind of pleasure. In the frenzy, her body undulated wildly.

The beautiful woman's upper body sometimes leaned forward, sometimes leaned back. When she leaned forward, her breasts brushed against the man's lips; when she leaned back, her hair fell to Shi Cheng's toes. Her pert, fragrant buttocks never stopped swaying.

Her vagina had been swollen to its limit by the mutated penis. When the saintess lowered her head, she saw her two alluring lips swallowing the penis once again.

One inch, two inches… the enormous object, now eight inches long, slid into the tight, secluded valley. A soft, undulating motion arose at the jade gate, surging inwards with its rounded head until it pierced into a soft, moist mass, causing a jolt in the woman's throat.

The sounds of flesh merging were rapid and intense. In the blink of an eye, the penis thrust in and out, piercing the flower's core hundreds of times. Finally, the water-soaked penis drew a pool of spring water from the jade gate. The saintess's labia opened and closed, the red light in her eyes momentarily dimming by half.

A gust of wind blew, sending countless strands of hair flying backwards. The woman's distorted features instantly returned to normal, revealing an exquisitely beautiful oval face, with starry eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips—more beautiful than any demon, even a fairy.

"Oh... um..."

The Water Saintess's lower abdomen tensed, her breasts stood erect, and her hands instinctively pressed down on the boy's thighs: her peerless, exquisitely slender waist was indeed extraordinary, undulating countless beautiful trajectories even in this confined space, causing the dazed boy to involuntarily let out a groan of pleasure.

Amidst the surging waves, the jade-like woman's body suddenly began to "melt," and strings of water droplets emerged from her smooth, creamy skin.

These were not ordinary sweat; they exuded a fresh, delicate fragrance, and the sunlight breaking through the mist reflected a strange, seven-colored radiance upon the water droplets.

Episode 1: Slave in Another World Chapter 2: Battle of Men and Women

Hair flew about, seven-colored mist permeated the air, and as the Saintess shook violently, losing all reason, the "water droplets" coalesced into a fine spring, soaking Shi Cheng's body and the grass beneath them.

In the throes of raging lust, the unconscious boy was unaware, as was the swirling, beautiful maiden, that the "spring water" not only flowed over his skin but also miraculously seeped into his body.

Within the thick fog of the abyss canyon, two pairs of eyes clearly witnessed this miraculous scene. One figure brandished a short sword, while the other unexpectedly pulled back their companion.

"Don't rush," said the Water Maiden, "her power is unfathomable. We might not be her match. I've heard that the Water Divine Art was created specifically for virgins; if they lose their virginity, they'll lose half their power. Heh heh… let's be merciful and let her enjoy herself before she dies."

The thick fog concealed the enemy's figure, and lust clouded the woman's mind. Completely unaware of the impending danger, the Water Maiden continued to drain Shi Cheng's yang essence, slowly forcing the aphrodisiac towards his jade gate.

"Ah—"

The soul-stirring, bone-melting tingling sensation was like a thunderclap from the heavens, causing the holy beauty to scream to the sky. Her slender back arched to its limit, her flat abdomen continued to writhe, and her two alluring lips sucked on the man's glans like a baby's mouth.

Her body convulsed in pleasure, but the saintess's heart cried out in pain. The aphrodisiac in her body had finally been neutralized, and even the toxicity of the poisonous fruit had inexplicably disappeared.

After a long, stiff period of more than ten seconds, the saintess regained her senses and her body tilted to the side. With the most lewd "pop" sound, the man and woman's lower bodies finally separated.

The storm had passed, but the most exciting moment appeared in this final instant.

The saintess's body was still tilted, and her still-open vagina suddenly parted again, swelling into a beautiful "O" shape. Then, her lower abdomen swelled and contracted, and spring water gushed out of her honeyed orifice like a fountain, drenching Shi Cheng.

"Hush... She really is a woman made of 'water'!"

The icy, crystalline beauty forced herself to steady her trembling legs. The thought of her flawless body being tainted made her deadly blade instantly pierce Shi Cheng's heart.

"Ah—"

A scream echoed from the male-dominated island. While Shi Cheng battled the Holy Maiden, another war between men and women officially began its bloody onslaught.

At the Empress's command, thousands of warships simultaneously surged onto the beach. A tidal wave of

war slaves leaped ashore, launching the first wave of attack. Clad in simple leather armor and protected by broken swords, the bare-chested war slaves were like wolves and tigers. A war slave captain, leading the charge, decapitated an enemy with a single blow. Before the blood mist even landed, a sandpit had already ensnared him.

The war slave captain plummeted downwards, an iron spike aimed directly at his eyeball, its tip rapidly magnifying in his pupil.

The battle-hardened slave remained calm. With a sharp twist, he plunged his blade into the pit wall, barely escaping death by hanging in mid-air.

"Captain, watch out!" cried a scream from the next slave.

A spear thrust from the pit wall, piercing the captain's chest and exiting through his back.

It turned out there was a smaller pit within the larger one, where a row of male supremacist warriors lay hidden. In that instant, hundreds of slaves perished under the spear.

Before the spear could even be withdrawn from the captain's chest, several more slaves, their eyes bloodshot, lunged forward, two longswords slicing into the bodies of the male supremacist warriors almost simultaneously.

Blood and flesh splattered, screams echoed—on the battlefield, there was no right or wrong, only life or death; it was either live or die!

In mere moments, the pit had "disappeared," a pile of corpses becoming stepping stones for those who followed.

The clear sky suddenly darkened, and a rain of arrows swept in. The slave soldiers, without shields and with their leather armor practically useless, suffered countless casualties instantly, forcing the surging tide to a halt.

On the highest warship, a female official reported in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it's time to send in the main force. If we wait any longer, the slave soldiers will all die."

The Empress, seated high on her phoenix throne, was still toying with her long whip, one foot on the back of a strong, handsome male slave, and replied indifferently, "Let the slave soldiers charge! Let them die, so be it. They're all men anyway. Heh, heh… watching them kill each other is fun. Without my order, the main force is not to move."
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The Water Saintess's palm strike grazed past the unconscious boy.

The panting beauty forcibly averted her gaze. In the instant of the attack, she had inadvertently seen traces of blood on the man's genitals—her virgin blood. A strange feeling caused her murderous intent to soften instantly.

"Hehe... Holy Maiden, would you like me to lend you a hand?" A wanton laugh echoed in all directions, and a voluptuous, alluring red figure emerged from the mist.

The Holy Maiden of Water's expression changed slightly. This was no ordinary person; she was the Arrow Maiden, one of the four great assassins of the Water Moon Dynasty.

The Arrow Maiden stood swaying, her body and hands motionless, but the Holy Maiden of Water's consciousness trembled. Her innate mental power pierced through the void, revealing a three-inch jade arrow tearing through the air.

Unexpectedly, the arrow appeared without a trace—truly worthy of being the dynasty's most cunning assassin.

The Holy Maiden's mind stirred, and the mental power unique to top-tier innate masters launched a counterattack. The mental power swirled in the air like silk, but the jade arrow suddenly accelerated, narrowly escaping the mental power's grasp.

The arrow's sharpness instantly pierced her, and the Holy Maiden of Water's jade face showed surprise, realizing she had lost half her power.

The arrow continued its relentless advance.

Retreat, the Water Saintess's bare feet stepped back on the tips of the grass.

In that instant of advancing and retreating, the grass suddenly exploded with a bang, dust flying everywhere, and a blade of light emerged from the ground, the short sword instantly slashing at the Water Saintess's bare back.

The Sword Maiden, another super assassin among the four great assassins of the dynasty, has appeared: arrows in front, swords behind; the Shadowless Arrow is actually bait, the hidden dagger is the fatal blow. The two assassins' cooperation is flawless.

All this may seem like a long story, but reality unfolds in the blink of an eye.

The Water Saintess quickly adjusted her breathing, her body adapting to the change in power at lightning speed. Just as the blade tip was about to pierce her body, her waist-length hair suddenly seemed to come alive, miraculously wrapping around the blade.

With a flick of her hair, the blade's edge slashed past her, and with a shake of her hair, the blade tip miraculously collided head-on with the Shadowless Arrow.

"Bang!" The force exploded in the void, revealing the alluring Arrow Maiden and Sword Maiden. Although their combined attack had broken through, the Saintess could not escape their encirclement.

"The Holy Maiden truly lives up to her reputation. Leng Yun is impressed. Forgive me!"

Before the wind had died down and the dust had settled, the figure of the third woman from the imperial dynasty appeared: her words were like a cold wind, her figure like black ice, a woman as white as an ice sculpture. She traversed ten zhang of space in a single step, and in the blink of an eye, her cold, long-handled single-edged sword had already slashed at the space just inches above the Water Holy Maiden's head.

Retreating, her feet stepping heavily on the tips of grass, the Water Holy Maiden no longer possessed her previous graceful ease. Her naked jade body flashed continuously in the air, but she could not shake off Leng Yun's aura.

"Clang, clang... This servant will send you an arrow!"

The arrow woman seized the opportunity to draw her bow again. The invisible jade arrow was truly wicked, actually shooting straight at the Holy Maiden's not yet fully closed jade gate.

The long sword and the hidden arrow attacked at the same time. Unable to dodge, the Holy Maiden suddenly hooked her foot, and a human shield immediately rose into the air.

The unconscious boy didn't even have time to scream before the jade arrow, brimming with inner energy, pierced through his chest. The residual force sent his shattered body flying several feet away, plunging into the deep, icy pool.

At the same time, the Holy Maiden forcefully struck the blade of the Cold Cloud Sword with her palm. Although she managed to deflect the blade, the violent energy from the sword caused her meridians to churn, and blood left a gruesome trail as her body flew through the air.

The blood mist still swirled as the swordswoman, like a venomous snake, silently approached the heavily wounded Holy Maiden. "I've heard that the Water Mystic Art is known as an immortal secret technique. I wonder if one can live after severing a head?"

The petite assassin's eyes blazed with murderous intent. With a flick of her short sword, she slashed towards the Holy Maiden's long, elegant neck with lightning speed.

In that instant of life and death, the stench of blood that filled the deep canyon suddenly dissipated. A gentle spring breeze dispersed the mist, clearing the glint of the swordswoman's blade.

"Spare her life!"

A tall, elegant man and woman suddenly appeared beside the Holy Maiden, their robes fluttering in the gentle breeze, blending seamlessly with the surrounding space, as if they had stood there for millennia.

"Lu Yuntian, leader of the Male Supremacy Gang!"

Shock and fear escaped their lips as the three female generals of the dynasty were simultaneously taken aback. The archer exclaimed in surprise, "Weren't you on Male Supremacy Island?!"

Lu Yuntian, dressed in a scholar's robe, smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying. The tall, beautiful woman beside him removed her blue cloak and draped it over the Holy Maiden. Then, she stood up, her peerless elegance instantly transforming into ruthless cruelty. Staring at the three women of the dynasty, she said, "Who did this to my daughter, Mu Qingxia? Speak!"

"Thud!" The three women of the dynasty's hearts sank again, even more so than when they recognized the leader of the Male Supremacy Gang. Although Mu Qingxia was not as powerful as her husband, Lu Yuntian, the three women would rather face Lu Yuntian than Mu Qingxia, who was known as the Poisonous Hand Immortal.

The legend proved true. The three women hesitated only slightly. The Poisonous Hand Celestial's jade

-like face remained unchanged, and a flash of cold light suddenly tore through the void. The light flashed and then the abyss valley fell into deathly silence. The Sword Maiden stared blankly at Mu Qingxia, then slowly looked down at her own chest. There was no pain, no blood, only a small, charred hole piercing through her body.

"Fire...Dragon...Needle!"

the Sword Maiden uttered her last three words, one by one, before crashing to the ground, her eyes wide open in death.

Mu Qingxia's ethereal face smiled, but the poisonous hand hidden in her sleeve exuded a chilling aura. She continued, as if playing a friendly joke, "Can you tell me now, who—harmed my daughter?"

Leng Yun remained as still as ice, the tip of his long-handled blade moving with Mu Qingxia's sleeve. The archer was powerless to dodge the poisonous hand's murderous intent. Human survival instinct made her forget the ironclad rules of the dynasty, her face paling as she said, "The man who stole your daughter's virginity is dead in the pool, and the guard who poisoned her has been dealt with by the Empress. It has nothing to do with us."

"Is that so? Then there's no use keeping you alive!"

Mu Qingxia's face bloomed like a spring flower, but the two women of the dynasty were terrified, directly feeling a murderous aura invading their hearts: whoever faced the poisonous hand and the world's number one hidden weapon, the "Fire Dragon Needle," would inevitably feel their lives hanging by a thread.

In that life-or-death moment, Lu Yuntian gently placed his large hand on his wife's hand, just as the legends of the martial arts world had said. He stopped his wife from going on a killing spree. "Qingxia, let it go. They were just acting under orders. Qianchen needs to be healed. Let's go, business is more important."

Mu Qingxia was clearly a little dissatisfied with her husband's mercy, but she still withdrew her murderous intent. As she turned to leave with her husband, she gave him a lovingly disapproving look. "Sigh, I haven't killed anyone in a long time. I was just getting into the swing of things when you spoiled the fun. How boring!"

Only when the couple, one representing good and one evil, drifted away in the mist did the pressure in the hearts of the two women of the dynasty disappear. When they came to their senses, they found that their backs were covered in cold sweat.

With the enemy gone, the archer's alluring charm remained frozen in the ice. Looking at the silent, motionless Leng Yun, she asked in disbelief, "General, you...you want to kill me?"

"You have betrayed the Empress. According to the laws of the Dynasty, you are doomed!"

Leng Yun paused slightly, the seemingly indifferent female general suddenly sighing, "We have known each other for many years, and you once saved my life. Go, and take care of yourself from now on. The Dynasty will surely issue a warrant for your arrest."

"Thank you for sparing my life, General. I'm leaving now."

Dragging her lightly wounded body, the voluptuous archer quickly disappeared into the thick fog. Leng Yun stood there for a long time before leaving the canyon with the corpse of the swordswoman.

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The screams from the Male-Dominated Island had long since faded. Most of the war slaves had died or been wounded. The Dynasty's army had reached the foot of the main peak, and the Empress finally lazily waved her command flag.

"Whoosh..."

The smoke and the surge of people instantly rose several times higher. The regular army, clad in bright armor, charged forward like wolves and tigers. A line of female soldiers, taller than most men, wielded hook-and-scythe spears, charging forward in orderly, swift movements.

With each thrust and hook, countless limbs and severed legs were left on the battlefield. Just as the male-dominated faction managed to hold their ground with heavy shields, the spearmen paused, and a line of slender female soldiers rolled out from behind them, shields in their left hands, swords in their right. Their skillful ground-sweeping swordsmanship instantly dwarfed hundreds of men.

Amidst the flying blood and flesh, a group of skilled fighters rushed out from the male-dominated island, while the imperial army suddenly retreated slightly. A line of burly barbarian women charged out, each carrying a massive shield.

"Ah—!"

With a roar like a tyrannical dragon, the male-dominated faction's defenses crumbled instantly. The shields, covered in sharp spikes, were laden with blood, flesh, and bone fragments... a truly horrific sight!

"Sigh... We can't hold them off any longer. Let's go too. I just hope our brothers' sacrifice will be worthwhile."

On the main peak, several leaders of the Male Venerable Gang knelt and kowtowed three times to the south. With their minds set on certain death, they roared and charged into the battlefield.

The roar of battle finally engulfed the island of male supremacy. The towering flames burned for ten days and ten nights. When the storm finally subsided, the island of male supremacy had vanished like smoke. Had the era of men also vanished?

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The earth does not mourn for men, and the sky remains eternally serene.

On a rocky outcrop by a mountain stream, a healthy young man stood lost in thought.

Neither tall nor short, neither ugly nor handsome, neither good nor bad—just ordinary, the kind of Earth boy who should have died.

Gazing at his reflection in the shallow water, at his familiar, thin face, Shi Cheng felt a strange mix of unfamiliarity and secret excitement. Ordinary people encountering extraordinary events always tremble with excitement, their hearts pounding.

He looked down at the tattered linen clothes he had stolen from the foot of the mountain, then up at the jewel-like blue sky. The young man took a deep breath of the incredibly fresh air, his thoughts drifting away.

Relying on years of experience reading novels and his innate, powerful imagination, Shi Cheng drew a bold conclusion—time travel! He had traveled through time to ancient times.

"Ha, ha…So books really do have houses of gold and beauties like jade! It's worth reading a hundred more times!"

Shi Cheng grinned, and with a whoosh, his little tiger tooth flashed with a cunning light, as if cheering for his changed destiny.

His strange laughter was particularly shameless. Thinking of his 21st-century knowledge, he felt the world suddenly become incredibly small, and he, Shi Cheng, could hold up the sky with one hand and stand on one foot. "

Gah, gah…I'm a superman! A few random gadgets and I can charm millions.

Money, beauties, an incredible life—here I come!"

Biting on wild mountain fruit, dressed in coarse linen clothes and worn-out straw sandals, Shi Cheng swaggered like an emperor towards the faintly visible town.

Time flew by, and a day passed in the blink of an eye.

In a back alley, a pitiful figure shivered from hunger and cold.

"Waaah…that damned novelist, I've been tricked!"

Shi Cheng, who dreamt of becoming emperor, wept inwardly. After a day of setbacks, he finally learned the answer he hadn't wanted from the shivering beggar beside him.

This was indeed ancient times, but not the historical space he knew. It was a strange world, half-feudal, half-slave, and with a touch of petty-bourgeoisie. His so-called "prophetic" abilities immediately became utter nonsense.

This was the Mirror Flower Continent, home to only one powerful matriarchal nation, the Water Moon Dynasty. In this otherworldly continent ruled by an empress, men were synonymous with lowliness.

Shi Cheng was immediately mistaken for a beggar and relegated to a corner upon entering the city; his plethora of "inventions" had no chance to be displayed.

"That thing called a 'chicken,' damn it!"

A string of curses burst from the boy's mouth. His dream of becoming emperor had long been shattered; all he wanted now was to fill his stomach. Looking at the numb faces of the beggars around him, he suddenly gritted his teeth and stood up. "

I'm a cultured modern man, how can I associate with beggars?" he thought. "Hmph, if I can't be an emperor, I can't be a bandit!"

The next day, in the same corner, the boy who aspired to be a bandit was not only starving but also bruised and battered.

He actually made his move, but he hadn't expected this world to be so twisted.

Shi Cheng, at 1.75 meters tall, appeared as a tiny speck here. Unable to find a suitable target, the bandit finally gritted his teeth and chose to steal a candied hawthorn from a child's hand. But the child, like a monster, turned and kicked him three times in mid-air. The clear footprint on Shi Cheng's left cheek was the handiwork of the freakish child.

Gazing at the demonic night sky, Shi Cheng began to stare blankly again.

Fortunately, ordinary people have one advantage: the ordinary Shi Cheng had already cultivated an optimistic spirit that wasn't afraid of hardship, fatigue, or even embarrassment. This highly adaptable guy quickly found a new goal in life.

"That thing about 'chickens,' I can't be a robber, so I'll be a thief, hehe... but not a beggar. "

Early on the third day, the guy who had set his new goal grinned, his little tiger teeth flashing. His eyes darted around, and he coaxed and tricked several beggars to a street corner.

"Wait here, I'll go get you some steamed buns. Remember, as soon as the buns come over, run!"

After carefully explaining, Shi Cheng practiced his expression against the wall before walking towards a steamed bun shop, much to the amusement of the beggars.

With one step, Shi Cheng's face and figure remained unchanged, but his cunning little tiger tooth was now deeply hidden. With the second step, an honest and simple aura enveloped him like water. Even Shi Cheng himself didn't realize how quickly and magically the change had occurred, especially his eyes, which gave people an extremely honest and trustworthy feeling from afar.

A few pebbles were put into a tattered money bag, which was deliberately hung on a hemp rope belt. The boy with strange short hair walked unhurriedly to the door of the steamed bun shop.

"Two steamed buns!"

Shi Cheng calmly pretended to take out money. Just as the waiter bent down, he suddenly grabbed a few steamed buns and threw them at the beggars not far away.

"Waiter, the beggars are stealing steamed buns—"

Shi Cheng's face showed great excitement, and his righteous big finger pointed at the beggars who were running away.

Anger instantly filled the steamed bun shop. It was early morning, and the first customer had already encountered a thief. The burly proprietress immediately flew into a rage, giving chase and completely ignoring the oddities.

The waiters, naturally, didn't dare to be negligent. In the blink of an eye, the steamed bun shop was empty. The "honest" customer smiled, his small tiger teeth flashing, a cunning aura flowing through his entire body.

A moment later, the vicious proprietress returned empty-handed, and the steamed bun shop was immediately filled with a piercing scream like a pig being slaughtered—all the freshly steamed buns had vanished!

Chapter 3 of Episode 1: Slave in Another World: Women in Charge

"Ha, ha... Come, come, come, everyone eat your fill!" In a secluded corner, Shi Cheng stood with his hands on his hips. After several days of setbacks, he finally tasted the flavor of being the boss.

"Hmm, you guys go scout ahead again later and see who we hate the most. We'll target them tomorrow. Ah... I'm sleepy, I'll take a nap." Laziness is contagious. Shi Cheng had only been a beggar for three days, and as soon as he finished eating, he collapsed on the ground and fell fast asleep, looking every bit the beggar.

On the second day of his thieving life, the boy disguised himself slightly and set off again. History repeated itself once more, and another steamed bun shop suffered a horrific attack.

Although this was just a small county town in the Shuiyue Dynasty, it was famous throughout the country for its steamed buns. There were over a hundred steamed bun shops, which conveniently provided a "daily trip" for a group of steamed bun thieves.

"Someone's stealing steamed buns! Chase after them—"

From then on, this shrill cry rang out almost every day. Relying on the "sparrow" tactic of constantly shifting locations, the steamed bun thief quickly became famous, leaving the entire steamed bun town both amused and exasperated.

That morning, the Bun Thief, as usual, picked up a large basket of steaming hot meat buns. But as soon as he turned around,

the smug look on his face vanished. A large group of proprietresses, waiters, and cooks were staring at him with cold smiles.

Without needing to look further, the boy immediately realized he had fallen into a trap set by the victims. Seeing no way forward, he abruptly tossed the buns forward, his small figure darting into the shop and disappearing through the back kitchen door.

"Catch him!"

A crowd surged after him, and chaos erupted in the streets and alleys.

Just then, a carriage sped towards them. In his haste, Shi Cheng, disregarding his own abilities, crouched low and leaped, miraculously managing to crawl under the carriage and grab onto the crossbar for cover.

A group of pursuers rushed past, shouting, as Shi Cheng followed the carriage leisurely away. Just as they were about to escape the danger zone, the carriage suddenly screeched to a halt. "Who goes there? Come out!" A pair of long boots stepped out of the carriage, and the hem of a red skirt fluttered before the boy's eyes. The girl's voice was commanding.

Seeing no movement under the car, the owner of the deerskin boots stomped her foot forcefully. "Someone, come on, fire a hail of bullets into the car! Hmph, I refuse to believe I can't kill you!"

Shi Cheng, who had been cowering, immediately paled and exclaimed, "My god, women in this world are terrifying!"

The boy hurriedly crawled out from under the car. The moment his head emerged, his panic, sluggishness, and laziness vanished instantly, and two beams of brilliant sunlight magically entered his eyes.

In an instant, the thief transformed into a sunny young man. He was still the same person, but his demeanor changed silently, like water. Shi Cheng was unaware that he had inexplicably gained a pair of ever-changing eyes.

"Miss, I'm not a bad person. I was just being chased by a group of thugs and had nowhere to go, so I hid under the car. Please forgive my rudeness."

Shi Cheng painstakingly wove together his half-baked, pretentious classical Chinese, but inwardly he was quite pleased with himself. He had already seen a glimmer of hope in the young lady's eyes. Heh, heh... a young girl in love, maybe this could even lead to a wonderful romantic encounter.

The petite young lady was about the same height as Shi Cheng. She stood with her hands on her hips, her delicate face upturned, her carefully tied ponytail swaying unconsciously from side to side, sizing up the uninvited guest like a mistress.

Seeing this, Shi Cheng puffed out his chest, trying his best to imitate the dashing and elegant demeanor of an ancient scholar. Sure enough

, the girl's crescent-shaped eyes lit up, growing brighter and brighter, until finally, with a whoosh, two beams of—anger—burst from her lovely crescent-shaped eyes.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you seduce me! Die!" The

seemingly lively and beautiful girl suddenly transformed into a demon. Shi Cheng had no time to lament the world's perversion; instinctively, he rolled back under the carriage, straining his limbs to escape to the other side.

Suddenly, the carriage lifted into the air. Shi Cheng looked back and saw the petite young lady casually toss the carriage aside with one hand, brutally dragging the horse to the ground as well.

Her... well, is she even a woman?!

Extreme fear caused Shi Cheng's brain to shut down. He stared blankly as the female tyrant kicked him away.

"Bang!"

Shi Cheng flew several feet, crashing heavily into the earthen wall. He "sticked" to the wall for a full three seconds before sliding down from the human-shaped dent. Upon landing, the boy immediately flipped to his feet and fled for his life.

"Huh?"

The tyrannical girl's small mouth gaped open in surprise as she looked at Shi Cheng's unharmed figure. Then, a gleam of excitement quickly flashed into her crescent-shaped eyes.

In his panic, Shi Cheng knocked over three stalls in a row. Just as he scrambled to his feet from a pile of vegetable leaves, a large stick struck him hard, knocking him to the ground.

"I've caught him! Everyone come quick! I've caught the bun thief!"

The bun stall owner, wiping sweat from her face with a wooden stick, her face trembling with menacing expressions, shouted. A large group of waiters swarmed around, and another flurry of blows ensued. In the Water Moon Dynasty, killing a beggar man was as easy as crushing an ant.

"Stop! You have some nerve, daring to hit my servants! Don't you want to live?!"

A whip flew through the air, sending the sticks flying. The girl in red who had previously "betrayed" Shi Cheng was now playing the role of savior.

The young woman strode in arrogantly, when a sharp-eyed waiter quickly tugged at the sleeve of the burly proprietress and whispered, "Boss, she's the county magistrate's daughter. We can't afford to offend her. Forget it."

The somewhat wealthy proprietress, though from the lower classes, didn't dare challenge the aristocracy and immediately slunk away, leaving the bewildered bun thief to the even more terrifying young woman in red.

An elderly man who looked like a steward stepped forward from the crowd, and with a wave of his hand, several servants behind him hurriedly dragged Shi Cheng out of the throng.

The young lady in red gave a spoiled snort, tossing her ponytail as she stepped onto the luxurious carriage, calling out, "Steward, where are you taking him? Take him straight back to the manor; I'm in dire need of a personal attendant."

"Miss," the old steward replied, "according to the imperial laws, all servants must undergo training and pass before being assigned to their respective households."

Knowing his mistress disregarded the law, he quickly changed the subject, "Miss, if Master finds out you brought a strange servant into the manor, he might punish you by forbidding you from leaving the house for a month. Don't worry, I'll instruct the training camp manager to deliver him to you as soon as he passes the training."

"Hmm, alright, remember to hurry. This little thief is quite amusing; he can actually take a beating, hehe… I won't have to worry about finding a human punching bag anymore."

Shi Cheng, who had survived the storm of beatings, fainted on the spot upon hearing the spoiled girl's last words.

"Waaah... It's not fair! Other people who transmigrate to another world can eat, drink, and have fun, but why do I have to be a slave, and a slave to a violent maniac at that!"

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"Attention! At ease!"

High walls surrounded a training ground ten miles in circumference. The strict security and cruel whippings turned the deep blue sky into a living hell.

Ten rows of men formed a square formation, one after another, densely packed in this ancient slave training camp.

Four tall, muscular female instructors stood before thousands of male slaves, glaring fiercely at them. "Remember," they said, "you are all slaves, not people. You are the property of the dynasty, understand?"

After the slaves answered in unison, the female instructors, their fleshy bodies jiggling, roared, "Now recite the Slave Code ten times for me! Quickly, if you get even one wrong, I'll castrate him!"

"Men are slaves, slaves are not people, I am not a person, I am a slave..."

Shi Cheng muttered silently in the crowd, half-heartedly filling in the numbers while secretly glancing at his companions. Their numb, blank faces filled him with a mixture of sorrow and smug satisfaction. "

That thing called a penis," he thought, "this backward world even knows how to brainwash people, quite advanced indeed!"

Seven or eight days passed in a flash, and Shi Cheng's new recruit training officially ended. Just when he thought his suffering was over, little did he know that this was only the beginning of his misfortune.

The four female tyrannosaurus rex gathered together, while the male slaves obediently sat down before them, knees bent, hands hanging down, in a dog-like posture.

"Slaves, now is the moment to decide your fate. Strip naked and come forward one by one."

Shi Cheng, who was sitting lazily in the crowd, was taken aback. He wondered to himself if slaves could decide their own fate. He nudged his companion and whispered, "Hey, buddy, what does that mean?"

The slave man sensed the goodwill in Shi Cheng's eyes and whispered back, "If you're well-endowed, you can become a breeding slave, serving your mistress."

Is that even possible?! Isn't that just like an ancient male prostitute? Damn!

Shi Cheng subconsciously looked down at his ordinary-sized member. He didn't know his manhood had ever "mutated," and asked with a sense of inferiority, "What if I'm not chosen?"

The slave man instinctively shrank back and said, "If you're not chosen as a breeding slave, you'll be chosen as a war slave if you're strong. If you're lucky, killing ten enemies can get you civilian status."

Shi Cheng felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't want to be cannon fodder. He asked again, "What if I can't even be chosen as a war slave?"

His companion first glanced at the thin Shi Cheng, a hint of sympathy appearing on his dark face, and said, "If you're not chosen, you can only become a servant. " "Go work in the nobleman's mansion!"

Shi Cheng's eyes lit up. As the saying goes, a dog relies on its master's power. Actually, being a "vicious dog" for a rich man's family isn't so bad. This guy, who didn't have much of a sense of justice

, couldn't help but ask cheerfully, "What's the difference between a servant and a slave?" His companion seemed to see through Shi Cheng's thoughts and sighed, "A servant is the lowest level of slave. Don't think you'll have a good life. Not only will you be beaten and scolded, but you'll also be assigned by your master at any time to be a breeding slave, a war slave, or even used as a sacrifice to worship the gods."

Shi Cheng's head was spinning. He finally understood that servants in this world were a combination of various types of slaves. It was definitely not a job for humans!

The cunning guy had a sudden idea and said, "Buddy, what if we can never graduate... that is, we can't learn the skills of a slave? Heh, heh..."

Patting Shi Cheng's thin shoulder, the slave man pointed to the side and said, "If you can't satisfy the instructor within a month, you'll go there."

The boy looked up and his face turned pale. That thing called a penis... a mass grave!

The crowd moved in waves, and finally it was Shi Cheng's turn.

The four female Tyrannosaurus Rex looked him over carefully. Tyrannosaurus Rex A said gruffly, "Name, place of origin, age, specialty, hurry up and say it, don't waste my time."

The boy's face was blank and his eyes were dull and lifeless. He honestly replied, "My name is... Stone, from... Earth Village, I am twenty years old this year."

Tyrannosaurus Rex B wrote with a stroke of his pen, "Earth Village? Never heard of it. From the mountains. Appearance: average."

The slave clothes were just a tattered cloth covering his waist. With a rip, Shi Cheng was immediately naked in front of the female Tyrannosaurus Rex. Tyrannosaurus Rex C continued, "Build: thin, no abs, very poor."

Tyrannosaurus Rex D suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention, "Wow, look, this penis is so small!" "Gah gah..."

The four female tyrannosauruses, A, B, C, and D, simultaneously let out shrill, eerie laughter, making Shi Cheng feel utterly ashamed. Not content with that, Tyrannosaurus A grabbed the boy's shrunken penis, which had shrunk further in fear, and dragged him away, "Gah gah... let me help you stretch it a bit."

Tyrannosaurus B, not to be outdone, whipped the boy's thin body mercilessly, "I'll help you gain weight, don't scream!"

After a while, the four tyrannosauruses grew tired of playing with him, roughly shoving the skinny slave aside and chuckling, "Hey, this guy's still alive, gah gah... that's enough for today, we'll train him again tomorrow."

After this round of selection, the selection of war slaves immediately began, and Shi Cheng was once again before the four female tyrannosauruses.

To avoid dying in this training camp, he gritted his teeth. Even being cannon fodder was better than being a servant. A war slave it was, he would get this "graduation certificate" no matter what.

"Heh heh heh... It's that piece of trash again! Stone, what are you planning to smash, an iron plate, a stone slab, or a wooden plank?"

The moment the female tyrant uttered those words, Shi Cheng felt dizzy. His imagined "slave graduation certificate" vanished instantly. His penis was more like something he could smash tofu with.

"Send this trash to learn embroidery, cooking, and etiquette. If he doesn't learn in a month, get rid of him!"

The four female tyrants' cold words sealed the deal. Poor Shi Cheng, along with several old, weak, and disabled people

, arrived at a new place. This was another primitive prison not far from the new recruit training camp. Shi Cheng not only had to train but also mine every day, with no more slacking off. An old slave, almost toothless, became his partner, and Shi Cheng shamefully discovered that he wasn't even as strong as this old slave.

In less than three days, Shi Cheng suddenly discovered a serious problem: the lowest-ranking slaves had no water!

He could only drink a bowl of water morning and evening. The weather wasn't hot, but Shi Cheng was incredibly thirsty, so thirsty that his whole body was shrinking! Really shrinking.

"Water...I want water..."

The hysterical screams were just delirium; Shi Cheng, who had finally fallen asleep, was also chasing after the sea.

Besides training and mining, Shi Cheng was frequently tortured by four female Tyrannosaurus Rex. If it weren't for the optimistic nature of Earth boys, he would probably have become a walking corpse like the other slaves.

One day, Shi Cheng, along with an old slave carrying a large food bucket, entered a corner of the most heavily guarded prison. As soon as he stepped through the wooden gate, Shi Cheng was startled by pairs of eyes that seemed like knives.

Inside the special fence, hundreds of slaves wore heavy shackles, their scalps shaved, clad in leather armor, their naked bodies covered in crisscrossing scars.

After carefully setting down the food bucket, Shi Cheng's eyes lit up; he saw a large pool of water. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but plunge into the pool.

"Thwack!" A kick came flying through the air, sending Shi Cheng flying a long way. A bald, bearded man with a full beard stared at Shi Cheng like a ferocious beast.

"You piece of trash, you've disgraced all men, and you still want water! Get out!"

Under someone's roof, one has no choice but to bow one's head. The severely shrunken Shi Cheng looked like a skinny monkey in front of the burly man. Although he didn't understand any grand principles, he knew he wouldn't get any water.

Finally free from the fence, Shi Cheng eagerly asked, "Old man, they're slaves too, how come they have water to drink, and yet they're so fierce?"

The respectful address of "young man" restored a sliver of long-lost self-esteem to the old man, who, in a good mood, patiently explained as they walked.

It turned out these slaves were rebels. The only reason the Queen hadn't killed them was for her amusement. They were called "beast slaves," and they were regularly forced to fight wild beasts for the nobles' entertainment until they were torn apart, ending their beast slave life.

"Oh!"

Shi Cheng sighed, suddenly understanding. They were ancient gladiators; no wonder they were so fierce.

Days passed, and the four female tyrannosaurus reflexes finally lost interest in Stone. Half of the month-long learning period had gone by, but Stone still couldn't even thread a needle. The mass grave was getting closer and closer to him.

"Ah, I'm so thirsty, so thirsty, water, I need water..."

Stone Cheng woke up thirsty countless times from his dreams. With each passing day, his need for water grew stronger, leaving him dizzy and throbbing with thirst all day long. No wonder he couldn't learn to be a proper lowly slave.

Lifting the piece of cloth covering his lower body, Stone Cheng couldn't help but want to cry. His body had shrunk to the size of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, and his penis had also degenerated to a tiny bit. He had become—the last eunuch.

"No, I don't want to be a eunuch, I want... water!"

His inner voice surged with each shout. Although there was no scientific basis for it, Shi Cheng subconsciously believed that his "mutation" must be related to water!

In order to drink water, his blank eyes suddenly lit up, as if a sky full of stars had flown into the boy's eyes. At this moment, he suddenly became clear-headed—no, not disappeared, but merged with the world and nature!

"Ha, ha... Look, that good-for-nothing is digging his own pit. That's not bad, saves us from having to do it."

After working hard for half a day, Shi Cheng finally dug a pit half a person deep and half a meter wide in the mass grave. He buried a pile of charcoal at the bottom and placed a clay pot the same size as the pit on the charcoal, with the mouth of the pot level with the ground.

Before the curious guards could approach, Shi Cheng explained, "This is a custom from my hometown. Before dying, a person must pray to heaven like this to receive divine protection after death."

The words of the useless slave reassured everyone. Whether out of pity or disdain, no one dared to disturb Shi Cheng's death ritual.

After the earthenware pot was heated, Shi Cheng carefully placed several pieces of ore inside, then lit it with charcoal, finally throwing in some charcoal as well.

"Whoosh—"

Suddenly, a flame a meter high rose from the pot, and Shi Cheng, caught off guard, was instantly covered in black soot, only his two eyes shining with excitement.

The strange sight startled all the guards, but instead of advancing, they retreated, moving away from the eerie mass grave. In their minds, a slave couldn't possibly communicate with gods, but encountering a ghost was entirely possible.

A ghost! Humanity's innate fear immediately chilled the air.

As darkness deepened, the "ritual" at the mass grave continued unabated. Flames flickered intermittently, accompanied by occasional rumbling sounds like thunder, and the ghostly commotion grew increasingly ferocious.

Shi Cheng's hair stood on end, his face darker than the night. Miraculously, moonlight pierced the thick fog, and a sliver of eerie blue light pierced the air, illuminating a "sphere" in Shi Cheng's hand!

—The most primitive earth mine had appeared; the pride of Chinese civilization had finally emitted its first halo in this other world.

The next day, Shi Cheng, alone, carried his food bucket to the beast slave camp.

The notorious good-for-nothing strode up to the bald, bearded, towering, burly man, and with an expression the man had never seen before, said in an incredibly calm voice, "I want water!"

The beast slave leader's massive hand, raised in mid-air, stopped. Shi Cheng's eyes, as firm as distant mountains and as deep as the starry sky, stirred his heartstrings. The burly man, rough on the outside but thin on the inside, couldn't help but ask, "Why should I?"

Shi Cheng didn't speak again, but instead pulled out a landmine from his pocket, flicked his wrist, and the landmine rolled directly onto the fire in the corner. "Tell your men not to go near there, or don't blame me if they get blown up!"

Shi Cheng, who looked like a skinny monkey, stood with his hands behind his back, full of confidence. A few seconds passed, and the fire didn't react. Shi Cheng sensed the pressure around him and forced a dry laugh, saying, "Wait, wait a little longer." Half a minute, then a minute passed. Shi

Cheng's smile had become incredibly ugly. The little bit of momentum he had just displayed had vanished into thin air. The boy inwardly groaned. Was the ratio of explosives in his penis wrong? He was doomed!

"Useless trash, you dare to mess with me? You're asking for death!"

This time, the burly man wasn't just bluffing. His fist, as big as a bowl, sent Shi Cheng flying. The boy was still rolling on the ground when countless fierce eyes rushed towards him. Shi Cheng involuntarily closed his eyes tightly, unable to bear watching himself being beaten into a pulp. "Boom!" The beast slaves' fists and feet were only inches away from the little slave when a sudden explosion occurred in the corner of the wall. Sparks and charcoal flew everywhere, accompanied by screams and a few cries of pain.

The dust slowly settled, and the roars of anger were stuck in everyone's throats. All eyes were drawn to the large hole in the corner of the wall, and even the few unfortunate beast slaves with their skin torn open forearm forgot their pain.

"Toot—"

The bugle call echoed throughout the slave camp. The innermost ordinary guards and the outermost regular troops moved out simultaneously, their footsteps and the sound of weapons being drawn piercing the night sky. Torches turned night into day.

Shi Cheng scrambled to his feet and quickly and clearly told the burly man in the iron tower, "I can make a hundred of these!"

Everything changed in the blink of an eye. Before Shi Cheng's words had even finished, the guards' swords and spears were already in sight, and the burly man reacted without hesitation.

When the guards arrived, they didn't see the riot they feared, but rather the beast slaves fighting

amongst themselves. The beast slaves, their heads bleeding, fought with frenzied madness. No wonder they made such a loud noise, causing the thousands of guards to simultaneously relax their nerves.

The chaos gradually subsided, and the guards happily withdrew. Only then did a figure emerge from the pool with a splash.

Episode 1: Slave in Another World, Chapter 4: Escape from Another World

A new day dawned, the sun not yet fully risen, but a considerable commotion was brewing in the slave camp.

"Who are you? Where's Stone?"

The old slave rubbed his eyes hard, looking at the unfamiliar slave before him with suspicion.

"Heh, heh... I am Stone, old man. Yesterday's ritual was miraculous! I received divine help and won't die!"

The shrunken Stone Cheng returned to its original form, and the man's manhood beneath the cloth returned to its original size.

"Ah!" Exclamations of astonishment rose and fell. The others couldn't remember what the useless man had looked like before; they only knew that Stone Cheng had become much stronger overnight—it was truly a divine miracle.

Looking into Shi Cheng's incredibly honest and joyful eyes, a guard suddenly grabbed him by the neck and said viciously, "Shi Tou, immediately perform the ritual for me, or I'll chop you up!"

"Yes, immediately, or I won't let you go either..."

From the first guard's threat to the hundredth guard's echo, it only took three seconds. The entire slave camp was filled with fervor and murderous intent.

The little slave naturally had no chance to object and obediently went to the sacrificial pit dug yesterday. However, today he didn't even need to lift a finger; dozens of pits appeared before him in a short time.

The desolate and gloomy mass grave suddenly became lively. At Shi Cheng's request, the bald, fierce man and a dozen beast slaves became his assistants. Amidst the occasional flashes of fire and dangerous explosions, the slaves began a large-scale ritual to pray to the gods.

"Stone, you're pretty good, kid. Who taught you how to make this thing?"

Even though the relationship had changed, the thug's voice was still like thunder. He laughed and patted Shi Cheng on the shoulder, saying with unbridled gusto, "Haha... From now on, call me Dao Lao Si (Old Fourth Dao). We're friends now!"

Shi Cheng almost lost his balance from Dao Lao Si's pat. The boy, his shoulder aching, grimaced and said, "Brother Dao, I can't take your slap."

"Don't be so long-winded. Dao Lao Si is Dao Lao Si. What 'Brother Dao' stuff? It sounds awful!"

Dao Lao Si's bald head gleamed. He patted Shi Cheng on the shoulder again. "Stone, I, Dao Lao Si, am making you my friend. After we get out of here, I'll take you to explore the world. Sigh, you're too weak, even weaker than those women!"

Shi Cheng responded to Dao Lao Si's suggestion, "Okay! Dao Lao Si, I'll follow you from now on! Hehe..."

Two bursts of laughter, one loud and one soft, mingled together, and a large pile of earthen mines quickly appeared at their feet.

"Come on, bury these...thunderbolts where I circled them, and the rest against the south wall." The Earth boy hesitated slightly, then gave his earthen mines a grand and imposing name.

Under Dao Lao Si's command, a group of beast slaves moved with the agility of leopards, but they were caught red-handed by a guard who had gotten up to urinate in the middle of the night.

Both sides froze on the spot. Dao Lao Si's muscles tensed instantly, and before his leopard-like figure could pounce, Shi Cheng acted first!

"Shh!"

The slave boy, playing the role of a charlatan, made a stern gesture to the guard to be quiet, his eyes shining with utmost sincerity. He spoke in an extremely mysterious tone, "Sir, keep your voice down, I'm delivering a gift to the god."

"Hmm! I know!"

The guard's wary gaze instantly turned cautious, his voice barely audible, even stopping to urinate. After proactively placing a "gift from the god" for Shi Cheng, he quietly retreated.

"Heh, heh..."

A cunning laugh echoed in the darkness. Only now did Shi Cheng finally experience a bit of the thrill of transmigration!

Those things here are so easy to fool. If I escape, I might as well become a charlatan! Heh, heh, what a great idea!

Days passed, and each day, the area Shi Cheng was laying landmines on expanded.

After more than ten days, although Shi Cheng had barely slept, the nourishment of the water seemed to give him endless energy, and he didn't feel tired at all.

终于，赶在一月期限到来之前，土雷全部到位，只等天一黑，越狱行动就可以开始了。

石诚满意地长舒一口大气，刚刚幻想自由的滋味，不料四个母暴龙却突然出现在他面前，残暴淫邪地挥舞着皮鞭道：「石头，听说你下面那玩意儿大了许多，嘎嘎……老娘今天就要嚐一尝你的味道，走！」

四只暴龙连拉带拽，强行把神奇的小奴隶抓进了一座独立的帐篷里，那是四大暴龙为了寻欢特意设下的好地方，而一般守卫也习惯性地避开了上司的禁地。

「大人，我还在求神祭祀，要不明天吧，小人一定……呃！」少年一想到自己要被眼前四个又丑又兇的女人玩弄，他胃中顿时翻江倒海。

"Gah, gah... A penis blessed by the gods must be even more fun, Little Stone, take off your clothes, or else, hmph!"

Violent laughter filled the tent. The four tyrannical dragons drank from large bowls and ate meat in large bites, their four pairs of lewd goldfish eyes scanning the magical little slave from head to toe.

What to do with his penis? Should

he satisfy these ugly women... ugh, he's about to throw up again, or should he be beaten to death for his pride? Shi Cheng racked his brains, but couldn't find the courage to live. No matter how he tried to numb himself, he couldn't forget the ugly, lustful looks of the four female tyrannical dragons.

Damn it, if he slept with them, he'd probably be impotent for life. He'd rather die than be a eunuch!

The man's heroic spirit soared to the sky, and the tent seemed unable to withstand it. Suddenly, a large crack appeared, and a figure as tall as an iron tower moved like the wind, his fist the size of a bowl flying through the air, instantly knocking the four female tyrannical dragons, who were intoxicated by wine and women, unconscious.

"Old Fourth Dao!" The boy had never found Old Fourth Dao so adorable, and he wanted nothing more than to hug his bald head and kiss him.

A bucket of cold water woke the four tyrannical women. As soon as they opened their eyes, they instinctively glared and were about to shout angrily, but before they could even move their tongues, they found that their mouths had been stuffed with rags, and a strong smell of urine assaulted their nostrils.

"Ha, ha...Grandpa's golden jade liquid tastes pretty good, doesn't it?"

Shi Cheng looked at the four disgusting women hanging from the supports and kicked them in the fleshy flesh.

"What are you yelling about, you ugly monster? Your face is like mud, your mouth is like pig intestines, and your nose is like a rotten piece of flesh. I don't know how the hell you were born!"

Old Fourth Dao was eating and drinking on his own, while Shi Cheng went to Tyrannosaurus Armor. After a vicious description, he raised his whip and lashed it wildly, returning all the "training" the female tyrannical woman had given him to her.

The whip lashed, tearing skin and flesh. The first lash made Shi Cheng feel a pang of pity, but upon seeing the mother tyrannosaurus's ferocious eyes, the little slave's mind went blank. He vowed to reclaim his manly dignity.

The short knife of dignity plunged into the thick thigh of Tyrannosaurus Armor. The tools the four tyrannosaurus had prepared were actually more convenient for the crazed slave.

"Gaze, you bitch, glare again! Glare once, and I'll stab you!"

Before the mother tyrannosaurus had even glared a second time, Shi Cheng had already stabbed her three times. This made the fourth tyrannosaurus, who was drinking heavily from a wine jar, laugh heartily. "That's right, Stone, that's more like a man! Well done!"

Shi Cheng beat Tyrannosaurus Armor to the point of near death before approaching Tyrannosaurus B. Seeing the fear in the other's eyes, he thought for a moment and then dropped the short knife. Instead, he picked up a large wooden stick and weighed it in his hand.

"You stinking woman, don't you usually like to hit people with this big stick? Don't be afraid, I won't hit you today!"

Shi Cheng took three steps back, then charged forward fiercely, plunging the big stick into the female tyrannosaurus's genitals.

The moment the big wooden stick entered, blood splattered between Tyrannosaurus B's legs, and screams echoed between the tattered cloth and her throat, making one wonder if the female tyrannosaurus's neck would burst at any moment.

After messing around for a while, Shi Cheng was covered in sweat. When he came to his senses, he realized that Tyrannosaurus B was already dead. He had avenged countless men who had been violated.

"Heh, heh..."

Shi Cheng came to the third female tyrannosaurus, and just as he grinned, before his little tiger teeth even appeared, Tyrannosaurus C suddenly fainted, leaving him quite bored.

"Crack, crack!" The long whip with barbs lashed out loudly. Dao Lao Si pulled from the front, while Shi Cheng chased from behind, the four female tyrannosaurus crawling on the ground like dogs.

"Spare us, spare us! We'll never do it again..."

The four female Tyrannosaurus Rex lay on the ground in different positions, staring in terror at the useless man who had become a demon.

Shi Cheng and Dao Lao Si threw aside their instruments of torture and rushed forward to deliver a brutal beating, continuing until their hands and feet ached, until their resentment dissipated, until their screams ceased. Only then did the two finally finish off the four women who had received their just deserts.

Shi Cheng clapped his hands, feeling relieved, and said to Dao Lao Si, "Let's go, we can move out in a little while."

The two walked out of the tent, but halfway there, their expressions suddenly changed drastically.

The gates of the slave camp swung open, and a large group of outer-layer regular soldiers poured in. The leader paused briefly, then walked straight towards Shi Cheng.

刀老四第一反应就是要抄家伙，石诚及时制止了他，少年以自己也不敢肯定的语调道：「刀老四，你先躲开，等等再说，也许只是例行巡逻，千万不要打草惊蛇。」

石诚果然没猜错，兵丁们确实不是来镇压暴乱地，但对于他来说，结果一样大大不妙。

「你就是石头？走吧，有人买你，他娘的，你这样的废物也有人要，真是稀罕。」

「买我！」

The boy pointed at himself, only realizing after several seconds that he was now merchandise, subject to "trading."

"Sir, but I haven't graduated yet! No... I don't want to go out, no... Ah!"

The wonderful days were just around the corner, but Shi Cheng was about to miss them. Clinging to a pillar, he cried out in despair, refusing to leave.

Several soldiers pulled him a few times but couldn't budge him. Enraged, one soldier swung his sword hilt and struck Shi Cheng on the back of the head: a muffled thud, and the boy passed out.

The soldiers left, and Shi Cheng was taken away. The beast slaves, relieved after the near-miss, breathed a sigh of relief. Although Dao Lao Si wanted to save Shi Cheng, he was powerless. "Boom!" In the dead of night, in the moment when all things were in a daze, a deafening roar shook the earth, and countless guards were sent to their deaths while still dreaming.

After a series of explosions, when the survivors awoke from their terror, they discovered that the beast slaves and most of the other slaves had escaped through the collapsed stone walls.

The epic prison break, a display of heroism amidst the raging flames, saw its founder, now unconscious in a wooden prison wagon, bobbing along as it entered a town. As they entered the city gates, a curious breeze blew upwards, revealing three somewhat familiar characters—"Baozi City!"

After all this time, Shi Cheng had returned to the very place where he, the "Baozi Thief," had made his name!

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On the Mirror Flower Continent, several mountains stood nestled between each other. Rounding a narrow passage, the world suddenly brightened, revealing a small village that seemed like a paradise. A large banner fluttered in the wind, bearing three large characters—"Male Supremacy Gang!"

So this was the true headquarters of the Male Supremacy Gang. Even a cunning man can be cunning.

Three solitary peaks stand tall, piercing the clouds. At the summit of the highest peak, shrouded in mist and a biting wind blows, yet it cannot stir even the hem of a figure's clothing.

Tall and elegant, with hands clasped behind his back, he gazes into the distance. With a thought, the male leader of the sect conspires, and the wind swirls around him, the clouds dance around him. This wondrous sight causes the followers below to stop in their tracks.

As one of the top ten masters in the world, Lu Yuntian had already broken through the Innate Realm and reached the Natural Realm, the dream of every martial artist. With a calm and undisturbed heart, he turned around leisurely, his tender feelings carried by the wind to the mountainside. "Qingxia, how is Qianchen's injury?"

A light blue cloak fluttered, and the Poison Hand Celestial was already standing side by side with her husband. Her melodious voice contained a hint of hatred. "Qianchen's injury has mostly healed, but she has lost fifty percent of her power. What's hateful is that the man who took her body is dead, so there's no way to regain her power."

She paused slightly, and the infamous witch of the martial world continued in a hateful voice: "Hmph, that bitch Shui Wuxin, she became..." " The emperor thinks she's invincible, daring to even touch my daughter, Mu Qingxia's daughter! I'll never let her get away with this!"

For the first time, Lu Yuntian didn't suppress his wife's murderous intent, and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Qiu has sent word that the plan is progressing smoothly. Shui Wuxin is about to arrive at Chunfeng Ferry. We should set off now."

Mu Qingxia nodded her plump head solemnly, sighing, "Yes, it's really difficult to lure that bitch out. If we miss this opportunity, we may never have another chance."

The couple's figures drifted away, their movements seemingly soaring through the air, shooting towards Chunfeng Ferry—a post station on Guandu, only a few dozen miles from Baozi City.

Under the same sky, in a different place, the imperial army of 100,000 was returning in triumph. The Empress's phoenix carriage was naturally heavily protected, completely sealed off.

The curtains were drawn, exuding an aura of imperial power, but the Empress, who should have been inside the carriage, was now hundreds of miles away from the army.

"My lady, we'll reach Chunfeng Ferry in seven to ten days at the fastest, and then we can take a boat directly back to the capital. Should we go fast or slow?"

Empress Shuiyue and her dozen or so attendants, all veiled in black and dressed in civilian clothes, concealed their identities but could not hide their imposing presence. The Empress glanced at the sky and said calmly, "Going too fast will attract the attention of those with ulterior motives. Let's maintain a normal pace. Everyone remember, anyone who exposes their identity—beheaded!"

"Splash..."

A bucket of cold water was poured over his head, finally waking Shi Cheng, who had been drooling in his sleep.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a pair of deerskin boots savagely occupied his field of vision. Before the young man could even look up, he instinctively jumped in fright, his body shrinking back. A haughty and unruly figure in red viciously entered his mind.

"You brat, you made me search for you for so long! Take this!"

The deerskin boots slammed heavily on the stone pavement, the girl's wild ponytail swept through the air, and her toe flashed towards Shi Cheng's chest. The boy's gaze

, however, remained fixed on the clear footprint left on the stone. That thing...what strength!

"Ah!" Shi Cheng screamed as he flew through the air. In the instant his body was thrown, the intense pain caused hallucinations, as if a clear spring was gushing from within him, perfectly enveloping the red-clad girl's fiery energy.

"Boom..."

The wall slammed, sending dust flying. Before the boy's nearly broken body even hit the ground, the petite and slender girl pounced like a cheetah. In an instant, another ball of fire entered Shi Cheng's body.

The hallucinations returned, but this time, the fire was too great for the water. The water evaporated, while the embers continued to burn the boy's internal organs.

Shi Cheng landed heavily, his screams echoing around him. His body seemed to have broken free of his thoughts; his mind was still a blur. The boy's body leaped up, rushing towards the swirling cool air.

With a splash, Shi Cheng jumped into a well.

"Ah!"

The red-clad girl's pointed chin remained agape for a long time. She hadn't expected this slave man to be so "fierce," wanting to commit suicide after only a few blows!

In a flash, a surge of savage anger made the girl's delicate face puff up. "You brat! How dare you refuse to play with me!"

The willful girl flicked her wrist, and a whip several meters long appeared in her hand as if by magic. Power flowed from her hand, and profound ancient martial arts internal energy coursed rapidly along the whip.

This was far more profound than the brute force the girl had previously displayed. The little witch, revealing her true abilities, tossed the slave from the well while secretly making a decision. "

Hmph, I'll teach this brat a lesson with my inner energy later, let's see if he dares to commit suicide again!"

Time passed leisurely amidst screams and laughter. Shi Cheng lay on the ground, tongue lolling out, and the girl in red finally felt satisfied.

The devilish girl left, and an old steward blocked the sky above Shi Cheng's head. The old man said with an experienced, sympathetic tone, "Shi Cheng, can you still stand up? Should I call a few people to help you?"

"Uh! No…no need!"

Shi Cheng struggled a few times, and then, to the old steward's surprise, he stood up shakily. As he exhaled, the boy's back was ramrod straight, and his words were strangely clear.

"Old man, where's the gate? May I leave?"

"Leave? Ha, ha… You can't leave without the master's orders!" The old steward sighed pityingly, then said to the dim-witted boy, "Stone, you're now a lowly servant of the Li household. Here, take your servant's token. Don't lose it, or you'll be locked in a dog cage."

"Ah, servant, household servant? I've become a servant in ancient times, the lowest kind! Waaah…"

With a thud, Shi Cheng, unable to accept reality, fainted to the ground once again.

Life is always unpredictable, but life goes on. The scene shifts, and Shi Cheng is now wearing a servant's hat, a traditional Chinese servant's robe, and sleek, thin-soled black boots. Surprisingly, the modern boy in ancient attire actually looks quite spirited, coupled with his servile demeanor.

Since he's here, he might as well make the best of it! Since he can't change his status, he'll make the most of his position as a "servant." At least he has food and drink! The

optimistic boy thinks of countless advantages, comparing this Li mansion to a slave camp, and suddenly feels like he's in paradise.

This is the residence of the magistrate of Baozi City, practically the center of the city. The county government hall is in front, and the inner quarters, spanning several miles, are behind. The red-clad girl who brought Shi Cheng into the Li mansion is none other than the infamous witch and tyrant Li Yuying, feared by everyone in Baozi City.

As dawn broke, Shi Cheng immediately tensed up, his body throbbing with a subconscious ache. "Master Steward, what does 'personal servant' mean? How come this position is empty in such a large Li mansion?"

"Sigh... Stone, I didn't mean to scare you, but seeing how curious you are, I'll tell you."

The old steward glanced around instinctively, then whispered to Shi Cheng, "It's not that Miss doesn't have attendants, but all the servants who practice with her are bedridden. Sigh, everyone hopes you can hold on for a few more days, so I don't have to go looking for punching bags all day. Being Miss's personal servant is good, you don't have to sleep with dogs."

Shi Cheng felt a chill run down his spine. He was about to ask the old steward to change his job when a long, serpentine whip flew through the air. With a whoosh, the boy's body flew over the wall and crashed heavily in front of a pair of deerskin boots.

"You brat, how dare you not report for duty?"

"Miss, isn't it the appointed time yet?" Shi Cheng almost instinctively rolled over and ran away, only realizing after a few steps that he would be caught as soon as he stepped out the gate. He didn't want to go back to the slave camp for a second round of reformation.

"You bastard, let me tell you, anyone who gets up later than me is late!"

Li Yuying angrily put her hands on her hips, glared at Shi Cheng, and then said, "How about this, you'll live in my courtyard from now on, and be at my beck and call."

Shi Cheng was so frightened that he felt dizzy and hurriedly said, "Miss, men and women shouldn't touch each other. Master will kill me. Please spare my life!"

"Nonsense, how can a servant be called a man! Or... I can castrate you. Spread your legs."

"Ah, help me..."

Shi Cheng finally understood what it meant to court disaster. Without hesitation, he turned and ran away, stumbling and breaking countless flowerpots and knocking over a bunch of people.

From then on, the Li family lived in chaos, with each incident ending in the pitiful Stone, in despair, "throwing himself into the well."

One day, Shi Cheng was kicked several times by the little witch's fiery kicks. He closed his eyes and jumped towards the well.

"Bang! Ouch!"

"Giggle, giggle..."

The boy's cry of pain mingled with the girl's laughter. A huge rock blocked the well, and Shi Cheng crashed headfirst into the stone slab, instantly raising a large bump on his head.

"Nonsense! Ying'er, what kind of behavior is this, acting so foolishly with a servant!"

A middle-aged man with a square face appeared just in time, his angry shout finally causing the unruly witch to retract her killing move.

"You're the new servant, Stone?" The middle-aged man's official robes fluttered, adding a touch of authority.

Unfortunately, Shi Cheng wasn't a servant of this era. The modern boy wasn't buying it. His eyes widened, and a dazed, foolish aura slowly spread. The training he received in the slave camp was proving effective at this moment.

"Your Excellency, I am Stone."

So he was a half-idiot; no wonder he could endure his daughter's torment!

The magistrate of Baozi City stroked his beard and smiled. Although he was a man, he was a nobleman and naturally couldn't understand the slave's misery. He spoke with sympathy for the fool, "Stone, would you like me to give you a different job? You can guard the side gate and clean the house."

This suggestion was absolutely fantastic news for Shi Cheng; he could escape the witch's clutches. But this servant was truly stupid. He blinked and sluggishly replied, "Your Excellency, it's a great honor for me to be Miss's servant. No need to change him!"

It seemed Shi Cheng had truly been beaten senseless. Not only did the magistrate shake his head, but even the spoiled young lady was momentarily stunned.

Magistrate Li left satisfied. The beautiful young woman approached the well-behaved slave with a sweet smile. "Hehe... Stone, you did well today, so I'll—go easy on you a few times! Take this!"

Screams, escapes, chases—the chaotic scene began again.

Night fell, and only after the little witch's ponytail had slumped into the soft pillow did Shi Cheng return to his room.

The strange boy didn't sleep in the bed, but instead soaked himself in a bucket of cold water. As soon as his body entered the water, the bruises and scars began to disappear at a strangely visible speed.

The moment the last bruise disappeared, Shi Cheng opened his eyes in the same instant, two deep, star-like eyes piercing through them.

Like the final stroke in a painting, with just the opening and closing of his eyes, Shi Cheng transformed from an ordinary boy into an extraordinary figure, as if he had merged with heaven and earth.

It turned out that "ordinary" could indeed be changed; it turned out that Shi Cheng was no longer—ordinary.

Episode 1: Slave in Another World, Chapter 5: The First Appearance of the Evil Slave

After each beating by the witch, a strange "heat flow" would appear within him. Although he didn't know this was "internal energy," Shi Cheng experienced its wonders.

No wonder he was willing to accept the witch's torment, content to be a beaten slave!

Come on, let the beatings come even harder!

On this day, the servant who loved being beaten opened his arms, but instead of a storm, he saw the ponytail that always flew in the wind, now drooping sadly and listlessly on the headstrong girl's shoulder.

"Don't mess with me, I don't want to hit anyone today!"

The boy who was lying on the grass chewing on grass roots trembled, suddenly realizing that this little devil was actually so pitiful, a sad little beauty.

Yu Ying slowly sat down next to Shi Cheng. The girl, whose personality had changed drastically, looked at the sky and said softly, "Today is the anniversary of my mother's death, but I can't even remember what she looked like. I only remember that her voice was so beautiful, more beautiful than a lark's..."

Time passed leisurely, and a gentle breeze blew. When the hundredth leaf fell on Shi Cheng, the girl's soliloquy finally came to an end.

Turning her head slightly, the spoiled young woman was surprised to find her personal servant fast asleep, like a log. But instead of getting angry, she gave Shi Cheng a serious once-over, then closed her eyes, savoring the rare moment of peace.

"Shi Tou. Yesterday, Father wanted to transfer you away, why didn't you go? Weren't you afraid I'd beat you to death? You're so loyal to me!"

"Heh, heh... Of course, I'm a famously loyal servant. Miss, don't be so touched. As long as you're not so cruel and domineering towards me in the future..."

Shi Cheng's words trailed off as he realized his mistake and quickly changed the subject, "I didn't mean you were shrewish... Ah, help!"

A scream shattered the rare tranquility, restoring the "normal" relationship between the two.

"You brat, how dare you stop me from hitting you! Don't run!"

"Not running—that's foolish, ouch..."

Shi Cheng miraculously dodged Yu Ying's long whip, but not the weeds on the ground. The willful woman wouldn't let such an opportunity pass; with a heavy push of her deerskin boots and her ponytail shooting skyward, she leaped up and slammed down on Shi Cheng.

"Ah—"

Amidst the playful commotion, a strange scream suddenly rang out, and then... the man and woman abruptly froze. Then, Yu Ying, her face flushed, unleashed her demonic power, striking the slave with unprecedented force.

Shi Cheng, his face also red, bent over, seemingly trying to hide something, his movements quite comical.

The playful commotion quickly filled the space, diluting the strange atmosphere.

Three or five days passed in the blink of an eye. One day, as the two were once again chasing each other around the mansion, a fiery figure suddenly appeared.

"Junior sister, no wonder you haven't come to Mengzhou to see me for so long! Turns out you found such a fun punching bag, hehe..."

Shi Cheng almost bumped into the newcomer's arms, quickly stopping himself. A pair of high, full breasts instantly filled his vision. Then, a captivatingly beautiful, smiling face made his heart itch. Upon closer inspection, those watery, peach-blossom eyes seemed to be beckoning with thirst.

What an alluring woman! Hush…

The hot breath still lingered in his throat when a burst of energy knocked the stunned boy to the ground. Yu Ying's vicious face, which had disappeared for several days, returned. Her crescent-shaped eyes burned like fire. "You brat, close your eyes! If you dare look again, I'll gouge them out!"

"Ha, ha… Junior sister, this servant is really fun. What's his name?" The alluring beauty swayed like a snake as she approached. Even before she got close, her fragrance permeated every pore of the boy's body.

Instinct made the man forget his predicament. His fearless lust transformed into courage, and his eyes twitched violently, trying to open them. But then, the alluring beauty's next words plunged his passion into an abyss.

"Junior sister, I heard your personal servant is very tough. How about I lend him to you for a few days?"

A few days! Ugh… So it's another perverted woman, and a senior sister at that! How terrifying!

"No!"

Two voices, one male and one female, spoke with the same meaning. In the next instant, both women and the man froze on the spot. The little witch even forgot to punish Shi Cheng when he opened his eyes.

"Shi Shu, we used to exchange everything to play with. Could it be that you..." The alluring beauty exaggeratedly shook her high, fragrant shoulders, and her absolutely surging breasts rushed towards the slender slave.

Before her senior sister's suspicious gaze could reach her, the flustered little witch suddenly grabbed Shi Cheng and flew away. "Senior sister, I have something to do. I'll find you to spar another day. I'm going home."

Shi Cheng screamed all the way because the little witch had grabbed his feet, not his hands. In a short while, the poor boy had crashed through three artificial mountains and broken two door frames before disappearing from the alluring beauty's sight.

"Junior sister, isn't this your home...?"

The beautiful woman chuckled, her full face revealing a hint of mischief. She had never seen her junior sister so disheveled. Recalling the extraordinary sight of Shi Cheng headbutting the artificial hill without a scratch, her alluring eyes suddenly gleamed with cunning.

Hmm, this guy is actually quite amusing. Her junior sister's skill has increased so much—could it be because of the "sandbag"?

"Achoo!"

Shi Cheng suddenly sneezed loudly, scratching his itchy nose. He was trying to guess who was talking about him when the capricious woman's face once again filled his field of vision.

"You brat, what are you thinking about? Are you still thinking about my senior sister's big breasts?"

"Big...breasts? Haha...it really does look like one!"

Shi Cheng trembled at Yu Ying's words, then quickly realized, "No, no...it doesn't look like one, it's not big at all!"

As the saying goes, even the wisest can make a mistake. Although Shi Cheng was incredibly cunning, he couldn't help but glance at the small breasts of the girl in red. The

small girl instantly roared like a tyrannical dragon. The place Shi Cheng had looked at was her real sore spot. The girl hated it most when people commented on her breasts not being full enough, especially when compared to her senior sister who was like a cow!

"Ah—"

A human-shaped star flashed across the sky, leaving only a shrill scream that frightened all the birds into flight.

To defuse the little witch's murderous aura, Shi Cheng hurriedly said, "Miss, don't be angry. Actually, your senior sister is probably just faking it. Maybe she's just wearing steamed buns underneath? She's not as pretty as you!"

The slave who liked steamed buns spoke vaguely, but the young lady understood perfectly. Although Li Yuying was only fifteen or sixteen years old, she was still a woman. It turned out that she was jealous.

"Pfft! That's true. Of course, I'm the prettiest."

The spoiled girl proudly raised her indeed beautiful little face, but her gaze quickly fell on the mounds on her chest that weren't exactly peaks.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shi Cheng blurted out without thinking in order to protect himself, "Miss, don't be angry. That place can grow, and it will grow very quickly."

Shi Cheng meant that Yuying was still young and would naturally become fuller and more perky in a few years, but the little witch completely misunderstood. "Really? Hehe... That's great. One day or two days?"

"This..."

The Earth boy was speechless.

The servant hesitated for a moment, and the crazed little wildcat's eyes flashed with green light. "You brat, you dare to lie to me, I'll bite you to death!"

The little witch was not joking; she actually opened her mouth and bit him. Shi Cheng barely managed to pull his arm out of the witch's mouth, and then said quickly and urgently, "No, no, I didn't lie to you. There's a special technique in my hometown, and with the help of breast enhancement oil, it will grow very quickly, even bigger than your senior sister's, it's just... it's just..."

Under the sincere gaze, Shi Cheng's true nature as a "wicked slave" finally began to sprout. It was originally just a sudden thought, but once the wicked slave's will was born, it immediately raged through his entire mind like a storm. "

That thing of mine has been tormented by this brat for so long, it's only fair that I get some benefits back, hehe...

" The wicked slave still had a slight struggle in his heart, but the master couldn't wait to jump into the fire pit. "You brat, tell me, no matter what method you use, as long as you can defeat Senior Sister, I will agree."

Even with the thick skin that Shi Cheng had developed in modern times, he was still embarrassed at times. He suppressed his guilty conscience and said, "Miss, as long as you massage for the time it takes to burn an incense stick every night and apply special essential oil, it will grow up quickly!"

"Massage, apply oil?"

The budding girl was stunned for several seconds, her face silently turning red, even her lively ponytail seemed to change color. The girl's instinctive reserve made her heart inexplicably pound wildly, and her eyes were full of hesitation and suspicion as she looked at Shi Cheng.

"Miss, this technique is unique to my hometown. How about I go back to Earth Village and find you a woman? I'm a man. If I massage your breasts, the master will chop off my head. Don't get me into trouble."

After Little Stone's "kind" reminder, Li Yuying's willful nature was immediately provoked. She stomped her boots heavily, her blush turning into rage.

"You brat, you're trying to escape back to the ravine, aren't you! Humph, don't even think about it! If you don't give me a massage, I'll chop you up right now!" "Miss, spare me!" Shi Cheng had said this countless times, but only this time was he truly overjoyed. Heh, heh... the little scoundrel had finally taken the first step in his great life!

The little scoundrel first went to the pharmacy. Based on his half-baked memory, he bought some spices and dried flowers, then secretly asked the owner to pack a packet of herbs to improve blood circulation.

Back in his room, Shi Cheng mixed all the herbs together and crushed them into powder. Finally, looking at the ugly mess, the scoundrel gritted his teeth and threw in a string of pearls he had "casually taken" from the young lady's room.

And sure enough, the addition of expensive pearl powder made the paste look much better, making Shi Cheng even more enthusiastic.

He poured all the paste into the gauze and carefully squeezed out the liquid drop by drop! Looking at the small amount of thick, sticky "pearl liquid" in the bowl, a wicked thought flashed through his mind. He grinned

, his hidden little tiger teeth instantly gleaming, and his level of evil as a wicked slave instantly rose to a new level.

Shi Cheng took off his pants, looked at his unworthy penis, and then forcibly pulled his thoughts back to the waterfall pool, back to the blurry female body that had raped him.

"Hmm... woman, fuck, I'll fuck..."

The boy vigorously stroked his penis, fantasizing about riding on a woman and thrusting hard, making the mysterious female ghost tremble. In a daze, he thrust forward forcefully, making Li Yuying scream...

Wait, he was actually fantasizing about having sex with the little witch. But that wild girl, while wild, was actually quite a beauty.

Thinking of this, Shi Cheng felt his penis swell even larger, his lust burning fiercely without needing any prompting.

The head of his penis sprang upwards, almost parallel to his lower abdomen. The lustful slave felt as if his body was electrified, and in his excitement, he bit down on a pair of high, full, alluring breasts, embracing the seductive, passionate figure with one hand…

“Ah—”

The volcano of his lust erupted, shooting entirely into his bowl, and the alluring beauty of Shi Cheng's fantasy departed with his semen. With

his bestial instincts gone, the young man felt deeply ashamed. He hadn't expected to have such a profound desire for a woman he'd only met once. Looking down again, he suddenly realized, my god, his penis had more than doubled in size, becoming a supreme dragon among men, and it didn't soften after ejaculation, remaining firm and erect!

"Haha... I'm a 'big' man now!"

A surge of pride coursed through his heart, and Shi Cheng almost burst out of the room, wanting the world to see his extraordinary nature. His penis was just too wonderful!

Preparations were finally complete. As night fell, the young slave's heart pounded wildly. Holding the half-bowl of special essential oil, he moved with utmost care, step by step.

"Miss, noble mistress, please undress!"

Shi Cheng stood solemnly before the spoiled girl's pink embroidered bed. The thought of his "essence" oil being applied to the girl's breasts almost caused the wicked slave to reveal his true colors.

"Stone, you're not lying to me, are you?"

The girl's suspicious gaze made Shi Cheng panic. Fortunately, the spoiled girl leaned back, and her next words pleased the wicked servant. "You brat, if it doesn't work, I'll... I'll kill you!"

The sash around her waist fluttered gently, and her bright red short skirt danced gracefully. When the petite girl pulled down to her bodice, her fingers involuntarily paused.

"Miss, you can wear the bodice, but the effect will be less."

The bodice flew away at the sound of her voice. To become a perfect woman, the little witch's determination was immense: with her undergarments off, she immediately covered her virgin breasts with her hands and crawled into the bedding.

"Master, please lift the blanket, I'm going to massage your breasts."

Hot breath escaped from her nostrils. The wicked servant could have easily lifted the blanket, but he insisted that the girl do it herself, exposing her perfectly cupped breasts to him, his servant.

"Heh, heh..."

The thrill of conquest surged, and the thought of the little witch's daily beatings and kicks made the boy's fangs seem to grow rapidly, fueling his bestial pleasure.

The silk blanket slid slowly, revealing the girl's slender shoulders inch by inch, her delicate collarbones gleaming like white jade, her tender breasts spreading gracefully in curves.

A hint of amusement vanished from Shi Cheng's eyes in an instant. Strictly speaking, as long as she wasn't compared to her flirtatious senior sister, her jade-like breasts and petite body complemented each other perfectly. The girl's youthful beauty was uniquely alluring.

Shi Cheng swallowed hard, as the wicked slave's large hand slowly moved towards his master's nipple.

Closer, closer, even closer... three inches, two inches, one inch...

The wicked slave was incredibly tense and excited, as if he were approaching not his own fingers, but his erect penis.

"Ugh!" The moment their fingertips touched her soft breasts, both the man and woman trembled almost imperceptibly, a strange sensation they had never felt before seeping into their hearts.

The wicked slave pleaded earnestly, begging his master to straighten up so he could freely roam his hands.

A tingling "electric current" traveled along the slave's fingertips, and the girl's upper body obediently arched. The slave immediately pressed down with his five fingers, causing his master's nipple to sink downwards. With a twist of his palm, a wave of breast swelled in all directions.

The hard nipple was squeezed and moved around. The slave, suppressing his lust, glanced sideways and saw a few alluring glints rising in the girl's crescent-shaped eyes.

A chord in his heart. Shi Cheng remembered how wicked the girl had been in the past. He didn't want to just let the unruly girl have her way. Suddenly, his five fingers tightened violently, pinching the nipple hard.

"Ah!"

The virgin's sacred object was struck, and the "electric current" vanished in an instant. Yu Ying's delicate face turned pale with pain, but she didn't get angry because her "loyal" slave had already said beforehand that this miraculous "treatment" would cause pain.

The evil slave's eyes twitched, recalling the beatings he had suffered in the past, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth inwardly, cursing repeatedly in his heart.

"You little wildcat, I told you not to bite me!" The boy's large hand grabbed down hard, forcing the nipple to deform.

"Little girl, I'll teach you to be fierce, I'll teach you to be ruthless!" The large hand changed from grabbing to pinching, and five bruises clearly appeared on the girl's soft breasts.

The hatred was made even brighter by the fire of lust. Shi Cheng lifted the small, pea-sized nipple up hard, and continued to curse inwardly: "Damn it, don't think I can't beat you, humph, I'll tear off your little wildcat's nipples!"

Revenge made the boy's pleasure increase a hundredfold, and soon the soft breasts were ravaged into a mess.

Yu Ying's cherry-like lips opened and closed rapidly, sending chills down one's spine, but the stubborn girl refused to utter a sound. She was fearless as long as she could become a woman with perky nipples.

A cunning servant must be cunning. Once Shi Cheng had vented his pent-up resentment, he immediately changed his gestures, recalling the breast enhancement methods used by modern female celebrities, and softly said to his mistress, "Miss, the most difficult time is over. Now you need to relax your body. Yes, tilt your nipples up a little higher."

The boy's hands circled his mistress's small areolas, slowly rotating counter-clockwise, his palms pushing the breasts to ripple, his fingers occasionally gently pushing the girl's glistening nipples upwards.

"Mmm...uh..."

That strange "current" returned, the girl's suffering subsided, her petite body twisting into alluring curves, her lips trembling, a dazed moan flowing uncontrollably.

The wicked slave exhaled a heavy breath of hot air. Although the revenge had been exhilarating, and the girl's moans alluring, this was not the climax: his hands, pale with excitement, picked up the porcelain bowl, and slowly poured the specially made "essence oil" onto the girl's body.

"Mmm...stone, it's flowing!"

Yu Ying's voice was so charming and gentle, making the man's ears burn, and the essence oil flowed even faster, covering the girl's upper body.

"Miss, this is even more effective!"

All for the greater goal, the wicked slave righteously spread his semen all over the girl's breasts and waist, his hands then carefully and attentively massaging.

His fingertips danced and slid, and the lustful slave experienced another "hallucination." He saw his semen slowly seeping into the girl's body, like water droplets seeping into the earth—how magical!

Kneading, pinching, rubbing… the man's finger techniques were on full display. When the girl suddenly stiffened, her legs clamping tightly together, the clever fellow withdrew in time.

"Miss, the first massage is complete. I'll take my leave."

The spoiled girl was still panting, lying on the bed watching her loyal slave leave the room. A sliver of moonlight shone on the white mark on the girl's chest.

"Ha, ha…"

The moment he returned to the room, Shi Cheng collapsed onto the bed laughing. All his resentment seemed to vanish. Even in his sleep, the man repeatedly revealed his gleaming little tiger teeth.

In his daze, a hidden worry flashed into his heart. Shi Cheng thought to himself, "What if there's no effect after a few days? Will I get beheaded? Shh... whatever, let's play first, might as well go all the way!"

His penis, that thing... if... an even more wicked thought crept into the evil slave's beautiful dream!

Episode 1: Slave in Another World Chapter 6: Poisonous Hand Celestial

At the Spring Breeze Ferry, only thirty-odd miles from Baozi City, at Guandu.

With a loud bang, an official boat had just set sail when its roof suddenly shattered. Several figures shot into the sky like lightning, a burst of sword light filling the night sky, making the bright moon pale in comparison.

Lu Yuntian's steps faltered the moment he landed, and he stumbled backward to regain his balance. He said in a low voice, "Junior brother, you've actually become a traitor, a woman's lackey! How can you face our master in the afterlife!"

"Ha, ha… Senior brother, you're mistaken! Everyone looks out for themselves!"

A tall, thin middle-aged man stepped forward, his eyes as sinister as a snake, and sneered, "Senior brother married Qingxia, has a beautiful wife, and is the leader of a gang, but what about me? I'm a spy, living a precarious life. Master is so biased; I'd like to ask him, how can he face me, Qiu Liang? Now the Empress offers me high office and great wealth; tell me, what should I choose?"

"Heh, heh... Good! General Qiu, as long as you take Lu Yuntian's head, I will grant you another three thousand personal guards and a fiefdom of a hundred miles!"

Empress Shuiyue revealed herself with boundless smugness. Ever since learning of the Male Venerable's plot to assassinate her, she had risked her life to set this trap, using Qiu Liang to ambush and severely injure Lu Yuntian. Now that her prey was about to be captured, how could she not laugh out loud?

The weapons of a large group of innate masters from the imperial dynasty whistled, and even Empress Shuiyue, one of the five greatest masters on the continent, was eager to try. The immense temptation of killing Lu Yuntian filled every corner of Spring Breeze Ferry.

The killing intent was like a roaring giant wave. Just as the wave reached its highest point, a cold light suddenly descended from the sky, forcing a thousand masters to retreat and watch helplessly as a woman swiftly rescued Lu Yuntian.

Empress Shuiyue flicked her sleeve, deflecting the cold light aimed at her, but leaving a small, charred hole in her sleeve. Her phoenix eyes narrowed, and she exclaimed involuntarily, "Fire Dragon Needle! Mu Qingxia!"

"Chase! Send the secret order! Mobilize the army to hunt down the wanted criminal! Even if we raze Mengzhou to the ground, we must find him!"

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A new day dawned in the morning breeze. Shi Cheng, feeling refreshed, had just stretched when the window opened and closed, and a deadly sword light was already at his neck.

Oh no! Had that wild girl realized she'd been tricked and was going to chop off my head?!

Startled, the servant was wide awake and immediately begged for mercy, "Miss, spare me! I didn't lie…wait, who are you?"

The servant turned around and indeed saw a beautiful woman, but not a young beauty; rather, a mature beauty, as ripe as a peach. The woman's age was indiscernible; time had passed over her, but it hadn't taken away her youth; instead, it had left behind a mature and exquisite charm.

With just one glance, the young man forgot his sword, his mouth watering at the sight of her voluptuous, exquisite face and her high, full breasts.

The beautiful woman's sword seemed to see through his lust; her gaze turned cold, and the blade pierced the young man's neck.

Though it was only a superficial wound, Shi Cheng was terrified, his teeth chattering. "Heroine, spare my life! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old son..."

Shi Cheng rambled on, his eyes blazing with utmost sincerity. "Heroine, I've never done anything wrong. Take whatever you want, don't be shy."

"Young brother, don't be afraid. I'm just using this place to recuperate for a few days. Once my internal injuries heal, I'll leave immediately and won't harm you. Here's a silver ingot; consider it my lodging fee for these few days."

A tall, elegant man entered afterward, gently pulling back the vicious beauty's short sword. He then presented a large silver ingot to Shi Cheng. "Qingxia, don't frighten him. Put the sword away."

Mu Qingxia was already exasperated by the skinny slave before her. The short sword slipped into her sleeve and disappeared. Her beautiful hand gently patted the young man, then she coldly said, "This is my unique Bone-Melting Palm technique. No one in the world can counter it. If anything unexpected happens within three days, you can expect to die bleeding from all seven orifices!"

"Rest assured, heroine, I will keep watch for you and ensure nothing goes wrong."

Shi Cheng pledged his loyalty while secretly pocketing the silver ingot. He inwardly sighed; he'd seen this kind of scene many times in novels. The young man instinctively looked at his wrist and, sure enough, saw a red line spreading along his elbow.

Hmm… is this the legendary Bone-Melting Palm? That sounds so familiar!

Not long after, Miss Li's shouts burst into the room. Seeing that the fierce heroine seemed about to attack again, Shi Cheng quickly gestured for her to wait, then rushed out the door, using the excuse of preparing essential oils to quickly coax Miss Li back inside. He then wiped the cold sweat from his brow and returned to his room.

As the young slave left, Lu Yuntian had already closed his eyes to heal his injuries. Meanwhile, the Poisonous Hand Celestial, while watching through the window crack, said to her husband, "This is the Baozi City County government office; it should be the safest place. Yuntian, focus on healing. We can return to the main altar in three days."

A peaceful day passed, and Shi Cheng's remarkable adaptability gradually made him accustomed to the presence of the two heroes. As night fell, he said to the more approachable Lu Yuntian with a helpless but sincere tone, "Hero, if I don't appear before Miss soon, she'll become suspicious, you see…"

"Young man, go ahead and do what you need to do. Don't worry."

Lu Yuntian had already said so, and the little slave's words also made sense, so Mu Qingxia naturally wouldn't object. She only gave the boy a cold warning.

As soon as the boy left, Mu Qingxia's tall and voluptuous figure floated up. "Yuntian, that kid is very cunning. I'll follow him and see if he's going to betray us."

"Qingxia, be careful! Don't take lives unless absolutely necessary." Although Lu Yuntian was upright, he wasn't an idiot. As the leader of a gang, he still had a sense of caution.

Sneaking around, furtively, and cautiously, Shi Cheng crouched low as he moved between the eaves and corridors. Mu Qingxia, who was following him in the shadows, raised her beautiful eyes. Her usual calm and composure vanished, and her true playful nature flashed out.

The unique evil aura of the Poisonous Hand Celestial Dancer danced in the night. Mu Qingxia's fingers moved uncontrollably, and she suddenly flicked her finger.

"Ouch!" Shi Cheng, who was dodging the patrolling servants, suddenly felt a numbness in his leg and tumbled onto the grass.

"Who goes there?" A group of servants came running at the sound of his voice, their lanterns raised high, making Shi Cheng impossible to hide.

"I! I'm looking for something that Miss dropped during the day. Could you all help me look for it?" After a moment of panic, Shi Cheng regained his composure.

Seeing that he was a favorite of the young lady, the servants naturally had no more suspicions. They didn't want to get involved in the young lady's affairs, so they scattered in an instant.

Shi Cheng once again witnessed the power of the "Little Witch" title, and his courage immediately increased. He scratched his still numb legs in confusion, then his eyes changed. The timid slave suddenly became upright and confident, and he quickened his pace toward the young lady's embroidery room.

The night could conceal the heavens and the earth, but it could not block the extraordinary senses of the shadowy figure. Every subtle change in Shi Cheng's aura was reflected in the beautiful woman's mind.

"Huh, that's strange. This kid has no internal energy, how can he have such strong spiritual sense?" Curiosity and amusement blended in the eyes of the stunningly beautiful woman. Mu Qingxia's interest in Shi Cheng suddenly surged. Originally, she only wanted to take a casual look, but now she was glued to him, carefully observing the little slave's every move.

Shi Cheng entered the little witch's room. Mu Qingxia waited outside the door for a while, but Shi Cheng didn't come out. Curiosity made her float up, and she clung to the shadows like a gecko. Her

beautiful eyes, like water, shimmered with a long-suppressed elfin light. Mu Qingxia's slender, jade-like fingers poked at the wall, and two round holes appeared silently in the wall. Her large eyes peered in, and in an instant, the mature wife recoiled as if she had seen a ghost, a blush quickly creeping up her plump cheeks.

Spitting heavily, the Poisonous Hand Celestial hesitated for a moment, then snorted like she was going to war, and defiantly leaned in again.

Inside the room, on the bed, a beautiful scene of spring was unfolding.

The young slave had climbed onto his master's bed, the young lady's clothes already stripped off, and his hands were kneading her breasts.

A murderous glint flashed in the playful light. Mu Qingxia, being a woman, immediately recognized the wicked servant's defiance of his master; how could such a lecherous scoundrel be allowed to live?

Before the murderous aura of the innate master could penetrate the walls, the young beauty inside urged the boy to hurry, leaving Mu Qingxia momentarily speechless with amusement and exasperation. It turned out they were a young couple secretly making love

. Secretly making love! Secretly? Heh, heh… Unfortunately, Yun Tian was an honest man throughout his life, and she had never shared such a romantic moment with him in her youth.

Mu Qingxia smiled faintly, her body sliding away, preparing to leave this shameful place.

"Miss, isn't my breast enhancement secret method amazing? Look, in just one day, your breasts have grown a size larger."

Shi Cheng was perhaps too excited; his voice was loud enough for the woman outside the door to hear. Mu Qingxia was renowned throughout the land and of noble status, but she was also a woman, and a rather quirky one at that.

Her eyes gleamed brightly, and the Poisonous Hand Fairy leaned back in. She considered herself an expert in all the secret arts of the world, but she had never heard of any breast enhancement method.

Could it be that this brat's touch would make them bigger? Hmm, impossible! This wicked servant must be trying to seduce the young girl; he should be killed!

Yu Ying's crescent-shaped eyes were closed like slits, her alluring charm undeniable. She looked down and saw Shi Cheng tugging at her nipples, shaking them.

"Ah... Stone, don't do that, it itches! Giggle, giggle... It's gotten a bit bigger, keep going, I must defeat my senior sister!"

The wicked slave rubbed the young lady's entire upper body until it was rosy and translucent. The unique pleasure made the little slave swallow hard. His eyes secretly darted around, and his tiger teeth gleamed. He started applying the "essential oil" again.

"Huh, what is that thing? It's even shimmering with iridescent light? It must be some kind of breast enhancement secret medicine!"

The special essential oil completely attracted the attention of the most famous witch in the martial arts world twenty years ago. The carefree Mu Qingxia didn't feel that peeping was wrong at all. Instead, she seriously studied it.

What exactly is that thing? Can it really make a woman's breasts grow quickly!

Thinking of this, the beautiful woman couldn't help but look down at her pair of firm and full breasts. Although she was already a top-grade beauty, a woman's innate love of beauty would not be satisfied with that.

This time, Shi Cheng didn't use his skills on Yu Ying excessively. After carefully applying the medicine, he bowed and withdrew like a loyal slave, his every move respectful and proper.

Leaving Yu Ying's room, the little slave casually tossed the porcelain bowl into the flowerbed and then obediently walked towards his own room. "Whoosh!" A phantom flashed into the flowerbed. The stunningly beautiful woman first carefully examined the traces left in the bowl, then brought it to her nose to sniff, easily recognizing the ingredients.

"Just some ordinary herbs, with some pearls added. Hmm, only this colorful medicine is unknown; it should be the main ingredient."

Moonlight streamed in, a beam of light flying from the clouds, illuminating the voluptuous and tall, stunningly beautiful figure. The wife of the leader of the Male-Dominated Gang, a renowned beauty in the martial arts world, known for her ruthlessness and unpredictability, Mu Qingxia actually stretched out a finger, touched the bowl, and then put the white substance from her fingertip into her mouth, carefully, earnestly, and beautifully savoring it.

The thick liquid melted in her mouth, and Mu Qingxia was absolutely certain that this was the first time she had tasted such a "medicine," but even after searching through all the strange books and secret techniques in her mind, she still couldn't identify it.

Shi Cheng returned to his room at a leisurely pace. He opened the door and saw that the arrogant hero and his wife were still meditating with their eyes closed. He didn't say anything to disturb them and quietly slipped back into bed, soon emitting long snores.

The next day, Shi Cheng went out to buy materials again.

Lu Yuntian clasped his hands together and flipped them over, looking at the internal energy shimmering in his palms. He said solemnly, "Qingxia, my internal injuries have healed by 30%. Let's leave tonight."

Mu Qingxia pondered for a moment, her eyes no longer playful and mischievous. The serene light reflected her husband's composure. "Yuntian, the experts of the Imperial Dynasty must have already laid a trap. We should stay another night to allow the injuries to heal to 50%. I don't think this little slave will dare to play any tricks."

His wife's intelligence had always surpassed Lu Yuntian's. He thought it made sense and immediately closed his eyes to meditate.

At night, inside and outside the embroidery room, the same scene played out again.

Mu Qingxia, who had followed them, was furious, but she only saw Shi Cheng secretly preparing those few ordinary medicinal herbs. She didn't see when he added the magical main ingredient: the beautiful woman certainly wouldn't understand why the little slave changed his clothes before leaving the room, and why he took so long to change.

The candlelight flickered slightly in the night breeze, but the atmosphere inside and outside the room suddenly became heavier. "Ah, it really has grown a whole size! It's amazing!" Yu Ying exclaimed joyfully inside the room, while the beautiful woman outside stared wide-eyed at the wall in disbelief. "Heh, heh... My hometown, Earth Village, isn't just for show. There are plenty of amazing things here. This is just a small matter."

Shi Cheng boasted while secretly wiping away a cold sweat. In truth, he didn't understand why it had such a miraculous effect. Could it be related to the colored semen he was carrying? Right, he'd never heard of colored semen before. Heh, heh... The breast enhancement journey was proceeding normally, but this time a change occurred midway. "Ah, Shi Tou, why are you undressed too? What are you trying to do?" The limp little witch felt uneasy, but her voice was weak and feeble, her crescent-shaped eyes filled with girlish shyness. Instead of quickly stripping off his clothes, Shi Cheng slowly stepped onto the bed, saying, "Miss, this is a process of a secret technique. Too much essential oil can cause a backlash. This servant is using my own body to attract the cold energy, otherwise, you will suffer from aftereffects."

The well-informed Mu Qingxia was initially very skeptical. To verify, she gritted her teeth and narrowed her beautiful eyes, looking at Shi Cheng's lower body. She saw a tiny, soft worm.

Hmm, it seems this slave really has no lustful thoughts. Heh, heh... So small, not even half the size of Yun Tian. Hilarious, he's a little eunuch.

The wicked servant kicked off the covers heavily, his body facing Mu Qingxia directly.

"Shi... Shi Tou, don't..."

The young lady's delicate hand was pulled onto the worm. She tried to pull her hand away, but the wicked servant held it even tighter. At the same time, the wicked servant's large hand slid between the girl's legs without warning.

"Miss, the chill will dissipate from your palms and here. If you move a little, the secret technique will be even more effective."

The man's fingers slipped into the girl's undergarments. Although his eyes couldn't see the beautiful sight of her delicate honeyed orifice, his palms pressed precisely on the girl's slightly raised, exquisite spot. His fingers caressed the few strands of pubic hair, feeling the tender slits of her jade gate.

After some exploration, the wicked servant parted her jade gate and finally found the most sensitive pearl. Suddenly, his fingertip pressed down hard, while his other hand simultaneously pressed down hard on the small nipple.

"Ah!"

Attacked from both her upper and lower forbidden areas at the same time, Yu Ying screamed instantly. A stream of "water" surged to her lower abdomen, and a coin-sized wet patch appeared on her thin undergarments.

The fingers under the undergarments slowed down, the waves of finger marks changed from fierce to gentle. The wicked servant soothed his young mistress's mind, guiding the little witch's jade hand to rub the "little insect" haphazardly.

Mu Qingxia, born into a demonic sect, though virtuous, was no stranger to bedroom arts. A sly smile flashed in her eyes as she couldn't help but think to herself: This little slave, I wonder where he learned his half-baked skills, he's actually quite good at foreplay! Sigh… why is my Yuntian so clueless, he'd rather die than learn.

A blush crept across the beautiful woman's face, but she quickly suppressed it with her strong will, her gaze returning to calm as she casually glanced inside.

"Thump!"

The peerless beauty clearly heard her own heart pounding. She blinked hard, certain she hadn't misread it. Strange, so strange! That little slave's thing had become so big, no less than Yuntian's.

Thinking of this, the beautiful woman, shocked by the "mutation," felt a tremor in her heart, finally feeling the pressure. Hesitantly, she prepared to leave.

The slender boy, barely 1.7 meters tall, straightened his back. The penis in the girl's palm had grown to twenty centimeters, its enormous size proudly slapping against her hand. The heat not only filled the embroidery room but also escaped through the small hole in the wall.

"Ah!"

Yu Ying also noticed the strangeness, and the girl cried out in a trembling voice, "Shi Tou, how did it get so big?"

After his experience in the slave camp, Shi Cheng knew that he was only of average size in the Mirror Flower Continent, not top-grade. A man who didn't want to be top-grade wasn't a good man, and Shi Cheng was clearly a man with great ambitions.

"Heh, heh... Miss, this is nothing, just watch."

The boy picked up the teapot beside him and gulped down the water, emptying the entire pot in the blink of an eye, leaving the two beauties, one in the light and one in the shadows, bewildered. They stared strangely at the little slave.

Shi Cheng then began to roam and caress Yu Ying's body, his lips and tongue kissing the girl's jade lips for the first time.

"Ugh..."

Yu Ying tried to dodge but her body was too weak. The frightened girl was then subjected to a wolfish kiss, and her undergarments were gently removed by the little slave, revealing a few barely visible strands of hair. Even her tightly closed vulva was not spared the invasion of the boy's gaze.

Everything had long exceeded the bounds of "normal," but both the beautiful girl in the room and the beautiful woman outside were waiting for a miracle to occur, completely ignoring whether it was right or wrong.

"Oh...ha, ha..."

The girl's moans grew more and more urgent, and the beautiful woman's breathing became heavier without her realizing it. The girl's slender legs moved alternately, unintentionally trapping the slave's hand between her legs.

The beautiful woman's plump legs unconsciously rubbed from side to side, and the Poisonous Hand Fairy began to fantasize about how to "train" her husband, how to make Lu Yuntian as sensible and understanding as the little slave.

The moans gradually increased, one still echoing around her body, the next bursting from her lips, the ambiguity like a continuous wave, pushing desire higher and higher.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, the beautiful married woman in the shadows let out a half-scream, startled. The little slave's thing had grown even longer and thicker. My God, it's so big... Yu Ying in the room could no longer hold it with one hand, and even with both hands, the round head was still exposed. The young girl stared unblinkingly at the strange and unusual thing, a thrill she had never felt before resonating in her heart and valley.

Shi Cheng looked at his superhuman treasure, which was at least thirty centimeters long. The ordinary boy finally experienced the supreme pleasure of being reborn: Come on, let the miracle come even more fiercely, let the ordinary have no place to hide! The

slender figure made the huge thing even more conspicuous, and the eyes inside and outside the room were firmly attracted to this magical scene.

Another half-scream caught in her throat. A moment later, Mu Qingxia suddenly snapped back to reality. No matter how strong her will, she couldn't suppress the burning blush on her face.

Her composure vanished, and the stunningly beautiful woman moved with lightning speed, but it seemed more like she was fleeing for her life.

The instant Mu Qingxia left, Shi Cheng suddenly let out a sigh of relief, his body relaxing as he collapsed onto the bed. Despite his playful antics with the little devil, he was incredibly tense. Although he couldn't see her, he had a mysterious sense that the ruthless yet beautiful woman was secretly watching him.

It was an inexplicable, magical feeling; the country bumpkin from Earth didn't understand what it was called intuition. Only after Mu Qingxia left did the pressure in his mind disappear.

The wicked servant withdrew his gaze from the window. After finishing his massage for the young lady, he didn't leave immediately. He casually complimented the girl on her martial arts skills, then tentatively asked, "Miss, I've heard there's a legendary martial art called the Bone-Melting Palm. Do you know it?"

"Fool, it's a legendary art, of course not everyone knows it. My Flowing Cloud Whip is also a legendary art. Little Stone, do you want me to teach you a few moves?"

The spoiled girl looked at the slave, a hint of allure flashing in her eyes. Unfortunately, Shi Cheng was already disheartened and didn't notice this tempting moment.

Shi Cheng dragged his heavy steps back to his room, only to be met with Mu Qingxia's strange gaze. He gave a blank, silly smile, then collapsed into bed, resigned to his fate. He could only hope that these two were truly heroes and would keep their word.

Time flew by, and it was already the third day of Lu Yuntian's recovery. The great hero hadn't disappointed Shi Cheng; as he got up, he signaled to Mu Qingxia to remove the "time bomb" from Shi Cheng's body.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, but fate always seemed to play tricks on him. Just then, a commotion made Shi Cheng's expression change drastically.

"Get out of the way! The garrison commander has ordered a city-wide search. Anyone who dares to obstruct will be killed without mercy!"

"How dare you! This is the county government's backyard! Are you soldiers planning a rebellion?"

At the gate of the Li residence, soldiers and garrison officers confronted each other. Although they lived in the same city, the county government and the garrison commander were divided into two factions with deep-seated resentment, and now they were poised to clash.

With neither the magistrate nor the garrison commander present, and an internal power struggle seemingly about to erupt, a man in plain clothes strode in, brandishing his scepter.

A sharp-eyed constable shrank back, saying to the head constable, "Sir, that's the Imperial Guard's scepter; we can't afford to offend it."

The constables reluctantly lowered their heads, parting to the sides, and the excited soldiers immediately surged in: the first soldier, less than two seconds after entering, was suddenly sent flying backward, crashing down on his comrades behind him.

"How dare you, you dare to cause trouble in my home!"

The deerskin boots stomped on the floor, a sharp whip swirling in the wind, and Miss Li stood before the crowd like a demon, one hand on her hip, her aura comparable to a lion's roar. Behind the tigress, of course, were her wicked lackeys, acting as if they were lurking in the shadows.

The man in plain clothes pulled out the scepter again, but before he could utter a reprimand, the whip had already lashed down, knocking the unsuspecting Imperial Guard to the ground, teeth chattering.

"Hmph, don't give me that act. A mere guard dares to be so arrogant? You're asking for it!"

Shi Cheng was overjoyed. He finally understood why the wild girl had been so kind to him. Wow... she's so unlike a woman, so scary!

"Get lost! If I see you again, none of you will have your heads!" With a whip, she sent the envoy flying into the air. The headstrong woman wasn't entirely brainless; after her initial bravado, she pulled out a scepter and waved it at the envoy. "The General's Scepter!" The envoy trembled, his arrogance vanished, and he had no choice but to swallow his pride and blood. The group of soldiers fled in an instant.

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