【Binding Rope】(3)

Chapter Three: A Utter Humiliation

After explaining the content of the special training, Bingyan hung another rope around Cheng Yanbing's waist. This rope dangled from

the inside of her skirt down to her knees, and a small, delicate

plastic . "This is your tool for collecting money from now on. I'll collect the money for you at the end of each day. You

don't need to thank me; it's what I should do," Bingyan said with a wicked smile.

If she could speak, countless vulgarities would have erupted instantly, echoing throughout the world.

If looks could kill, Bingyan would have already

perished under Cheng Yanbing's gaze, which was beyond description as anger. Unfortunately, all of this was just a hypothetical. Now, Cheng Yanbing could only pretend to be

infinitely unpredictable about the future, dragging her heavy legs to begin a new challenge.

She had always seen women looking sexy in high heels. Only when she wore them herself did she realize what kind of

pain . Moreover, she's currently dragging a heavy iron ball, and each step can't exceed 30 centimeters.

At such a tiny pace, how long will it take to reach the bustling city center?

Let's do some elementary arithmetic. One meter is one hundred centimeters, one kilometer is one thousand meters, and three

kilometers is three hundred thousand centimeters. If Cheng Yanbing could walk in a perfectly straight line, she would need to take ten thousand steps.

Without considering falls or rest, and calculating at one step per second, it would take her two hours and

forty-eight minutes to reach the city. (Ha! This calculation ability! I never thought that I, an old man, was not only outstanding in writing, but

also so

good at math. It's truly admirable! I plan to change my name to "Chen Jing Xiaorun" from now on.) The calculation here is just to give everyone a visual impression. After all, there aren't many people who are good at math

like (Bricks flying everywhere, everyone be careful)

The road from the forest to the city is not smooth. It has been raining frequently recently, and many places are muddy

. In addition, small pebbles make it even more difficult for Cheng Yanbing to walk. Moreover, she

has not yet fully adapted to wearing high heels. Without her hands to maintain her balance, even walking on flat land,

falling is inevitable. On this muddy dirt road, it is even more so. For a whole hour, Cheng Yanbing

kept falling, struggling to get up, falling again, and getting up again, as if she was trapped in an infinite

loop, not knowing when it would end. Cheng Yanbing was a far cry from her radiant

self . Her ankles were completely chafed, the chains embedded deep in her flesh, the blood flowing down her heels and mingling with the mud

, a dark red and raw color. Covered in mud, her face haggard, her white sleeveless dress had turned completely

black, only the red ropes binding her arms remained bright, like a pure white lotus rising from the mud, untouched by its surroundings

.

Failure is the mother of success—a truly undeniable truth. After countless falls, Cheng Yanbing

finally began to adapt to the high heels and gradually found some

patterns . In fact, with the heavy bindings on her upper body and her numerous wounds, the pain from the high heels was

negligible. Cheng Yanbing walked step by step towards the town's bustling center. Five hours later, Cheng Yanbing finally reached

the edge of the town.

"Now, just like before, use your divine sense to manipulate the spirits throughout your body, and all the filth and wounds on your

body will completely disappear. Looking at you now, people will mistake you for a monster," Bingyan

said inside Cheng Yanbing's body. "Damn it! If I'm clean, people won't see me as a monster? With this outfit

, I'd get a thousand percent head-turning rate and a ten-thousand percent staring rate on the street. In the end

, I'll just go from a dirty monster to a beautiful one," Cheng Yanbing muttered to herself.

The result was obvious. When Cheng Yanbing appeared in the town, she immediately attracted a crowd.

Everyone was curious about what was going on. A beautiful and tall woman, seemingly so pure,

was bound like this, with words written on her arms, a small bucket hanging between her legs, and dragging an iron ball. A

bolder person ran up to her and, after seeing the words on Cheng Yanbing's arms, immediately shouted, "She...she

's here to sell herself for money! Ten yuan for a photo, five yuan for touching, oh! She can even accompany you shopping, only

fifty yuan!" Hearing this, a crowd immediately gathered around. Some pressed their noses against Cheng Yanbing's body

, scrutinizing her closely, while others chattered amongst themselves. "What a new era, what a new style!" "

How become like this? Doing this for a little money?" "The world is going to the dogs!" "The price is quite

fair, really not expensive." A large group of people surrounded Cheng Yanbing, discussing all sorts of things. Someone even

dared to be the first to try it, putting down ten yuan and touching her breasts with one hand while reaching for her private

parts with the other. "She didn't say where to touch, so it means she can touch anywhere. I'll pay ten yuan for two touches! Ah! There

's even a big knot in it, she's really ruthless to herself!" A man said, amidst the jeers of the others

.

Not wanting to be outdone, the others chimed in, "Little girl, look carefully, the money's here, let's take

a picture together. Come on, everyone move aside, be considerate, people won't run away, we'll take pictures one at a time." This

man dragged Cheng Yanbing, causing her to stumble several times, to a tree nearby. "This is it, Xiao Li, hurry up and take

one for me, I'll take yours after I'm done. Hey! What's wrong with you? Be considerate! These days you hear about freeloading,

but never freeloading photos." While arranging for his own picture, the man pointed at someone who

had somehow accidentally or intentionally entered the photo's frame and berated them.

After the man took the photo, the scene descended into complete chaos.

Many situation, and poor Cheng Yanbing was pushed and shoved like a puppet,

her entire body touched by countless dirty hands, completely powerless to resist. The stunningly beautiful and curvaceous Cheng

Yanbing was now sobbing uncontrollably, "Waaah...waaah..."

Suddenly, someone ripped open her white dress, instantly

revealing her flawless body to the crowd. Emboldened, some shouted, "I'll untie you!"

as they shamelessly pinched and squeezed her body. Her poor breasts were subjected to the squeezing, touching, and tearing of countless people...

Under the pinching and pulling, her skin had already turned blue and red and stiff. Cheng Yanbing, her face streaked with tears, struggled to maintain her balance.

Fortunately, with people all around her, the force and reaction of the action allowed her to barely stand, but her feet, clad in beautiful

high heels, were filthy and raw, the skin on her feet completely gone, raw flesh exposed,

stained . She tried to whimper, but her cries were instantly drowned out by the clamor of the crowd. The small bucket was kicked around,

pulling the rope around her waist even deeper into her flesh. The only fifteen yuan inside was long gone

. Her arms were covered in bruises. Her hair was disheveled, and there wasn't a clean or tidy spot from head to toe.

The wounds and tears made the rope binding her arms appear even redder. Cheng Yanbing's mind was

blank; she no longer cared about shame or anger, only crying. This situation was completely

unexpected . If she had known it would turn out this way, she would rather be tied up for life than come to

this town.

The chaos continued. One or two police officers maintaining order arrived, but could only

call for backup. At this point, even those who wanted to rescue her were utterly powerless. Outside the town

, hordes of people, having heard the news, were rushing frantically into the town. Some busybodies even took the time

to post about the situation on Weibo, and within five minutes, the page had garnered over a million views, causing the Weibo website

to crash due to the massive traffic. "Bound Sister" became a national sensation within minutes, sparking

all sorts of discussions—some in support, some jeering, some speculating, and some hurling insults. The situation was completely

out of control.

It took about two hours for the scene to gradually come under control. Dozens of riot police worked hard

to separate the crowd, and an ambulance slowly drove in. Cheng Yanbing had already collapsed to the ground, barely able to breathe

. Two paramedics tried to untie the ropes, but after several unsuccessful attempts, they had

no choice to lift Cheng Yanbing onto the ambulance and take her to the emergency center.

At the hospital, doctors continued trying to untie the ropes binding Cheng Yanbing, while several nurses busied themselves administering IV

drips and injections. Heart monitors, blood pressure monitors, and many other unfamiliar instruments

were lined up . It wasn't that the hospital was overreacting; the incident had simply had a huge impact. The ropes binding Cheng Yanbing, and even

the gag in her mouth made of some unknown material, were completely impossible to remove. Outside the hospital, countless reporters

waited anxiously, followed by a large crowd of citizens, loudly discussing the scene that had just unfolded. The police station also temporarily

deployed hundreds of officers from other areas to maintain order.

The next day, Cheng Yanbing slowly woke up, still bound by those bright red ropes. The ropes

seemed even more vibrant under the moisture of her flesh. Many doctors gathered around the window, watching her curiously. "Ugh, ugh, ugh," Cheng

Yanbing struggled to sit up, trying several times, but ultimately gave up. The rope spirit within Cheng Yanbing's body had grown much thicker and darker in color

after several cultivation sessions. Last night, the rope spirit

activated on its own while she was unconscious, healing her injuries. The doctors were also puzzled as to why this beautiful woman's

injuries healed so quickly, and why the ropes binding her couldn't be untied despite various methods. "Why did you do this?" a doctor nearing sixty asked gently

after confirming that Cheng Yanbing was conscious . "Ahhh...ahhh..." Cheng Yanbing wanted to explain to those around her, but unfortunately, she could only utter indistinct nasal sounds. Besides "ahhh," she couldn't utter another sound. Finally, a clever person said, "She's holding something in her mouth, so she can't speak. Why don't you ask her if she can write?" Cheng Yanbing heard this suggestion and quickly nodded, but her hands were tightly bound. Only her feet, which she could still move a little, remained . 　　Cheng Yanbing noticed that her high heels were still on her feet. She looked at the doctor, then at her own feet, somewhat confused . "Ah! She said she can write with her feet!" someone exclaimed excitedly. Someone quickly brought paper and pen. Instantly, a barrage of angry shouts poured into the ears of this supposedly clever person. " How can she write with paper and pen while wearing shoes?" another doctor explained apologetically to Cheng Yanbing, "I don't know why , but your shoes are stuck to your body like the ropes binding you. We really can't help you take them off." Cheng Yanbing nodded with a wry smile, her eyes filled with helplessness. 　　"How about we get you some sand, spread it out, and you write on it?" someone else suggested. "Ugh, ugh," Cheng Yanbing nodded, making muffled sounds. 　　"What are you planning to tell them? That you're cultivating immortality?" Bingyan quickly reminded her, "First, will anyone believe you? Second, this is a secret of the cultivation world; it absolutely cannot be known to mortals, otherwise, the world will be in chaos." Bingyan continued to warn Cheng Yanbing. "Just make up any lie you want! As long as it makes sense, do whatever you want." Finally, Bingyan resorted to a bit of shamelessness, shifting the burden entirely onto Cheng Yanbing. "Damn it, I'm starting to look down on you cultivators more and more Shameless, vulgar, irresponsible." Cheng Yanbing began communicating with Bingyan using divine sense. "Hehe," Bingyan chuckled mischievously and then fell silent. 　　The sand was quickly brought over, and Cheng Yanbing hesitated for a long time before laboriously writing in the sand with her feet. The sand tray wasn't large, so she couldn't write many words at once. Plus, making up such a difficult lie was indeed challenging. Fortunately Cheng Yanbing's feet were also severely bound, making writing very difficult. The doctors watching nearby just felt sorry for Cheng Yanbing. How could such a stunningly beautiful woman have fallen to such a state? Even the most renowned beauties in the arts couldn't compare to her. Cheng Yanbing's delicate figure, her difficult steps, and the heavy bindings made many people sigh. 　　After a long time, Cheng Yanbing finally explained the whole incident clearly. It was truly remarkable how she had managed to spout such a difficult lie so easily. She realized she was really born in the wrong era; if she had been born in the Warring States period, with her silver tongue and talent for deception, figures like Zhang Yi and Su Qin would probably be completely gone, and history might have been different. 　　This is what Cheng Yanbing said. She came from an unknown environmental organization, and to raise money for their charitable work, they planned to use a series of performance art pieces to solicit donations from the public. The ropes and shoes she wore were made of a newly developed environmentally friendly material, though it was still under development.

The process was far from perfect. On one hand, the organization wanted to use this trip to test the newly developed materials, hence

the reward for untying the rope. On the other hand, they also wanted to raise funds through this performance art. She herself

was a volunteer for this performance art. She also hoped that everyone present would keep it a secret, only saying it was a

performance art, so that she could raise enough

funds for the organization according to the original plan. She didn't want donations, but rather hoped to earn her due reward

through . On the other hand, she could also use this to temper herself. "Heaven will entrust great responsibilities

to those who are first tested with hardship, hunger, and toil." Ha! This fabricated story was truly astonishing and

awe-inspiring. Not only was it flawless, without any loopholes, but it also placed her in a lofty position.

Cheng Yanbing's statement truly moved everyone present. They were touched that such a young and beautiful

woman possessed such noble and great sentiments. They sincerely hoped to help this woman

fulfill her wish. Afterwards, they reported this hastily fabricated, lofty and beautiful story to the town government

. Unsurprisingly, it won the government's sympathy. The government then announced that it was a performance art piece by a

young girl to hone her skills, and due to the government's tolerance and magnanimity, they unconditionally

supported this behavior, hoping the public wouldn't find it strange.

Everything went smoothly because of Cheng Yanbing's sophisticated lie. (Apologies for the previous

unreasonable ; the accompanying shopping fee is now 50 yuan for ten minutes.)

The next day, Cheng Yanbing reappeared in the town square. The curiosity remained undiminished, with

many traveling from other cities. However, thanks to the government's support, order was restored.

Everyone was eager to experience this novel performance art, and unsurprisingly, all of them

wanted to be accompanied shopping—too many to go. Since Cheng Yanbing couldn't express her opinion, everyone took it upon themselves

to change the shopping fee to five yuan per minute, with a maximum of five minutes per person. Thus, a strangely long queue formed on

the town's main street. Just like the Olympic torch relay, everyone conscientiously put money into Cheng Yanbing's small

bucket , and then a rope was tied around her neck. People who contributed money pulled her around the town in order

, circling it again and again. The schedule was arranged by Cheng Yanbing, from 9 am to 5 pm. Because the queue was too long,

Cheng Yanbing requested that rest breaks be cancelled. For eight hours a day, she laboriously walked around the town

again and again without resting for even a second. The weather was quite hot, and her sweat mixed with the blood flowing from her

chafed , like salt water being poured on a wound, causing her immense pain. However, in order to

get rid of this constraint as soon as possible, and because she could use the rope to quickly heal her wounds, Cheng Yanbing

gritted Wearing high heels and walking continuously for eight hours under such constraints, she occasionally

felt suicidal. Since many services ultimately boiled down to just shopping, many people arranged for

friends to take photos, which she couldn't object to. She often had to strike a charming pose to

cooperate—after all, it was her own choice!

Eight hours a day were spent walking non-stop. Her hands had long since turned blackish-purple

and were completely numb. Even her feet, which she could still move slightly

, were covered in countless blisters from the prolonged walking, each slight movement sending her into hellish pain. Yet, she stubbornly endured it

all . In just a few days, she transformed from a man into a woman. Cheng Yanbing

's life not only underwent a tremendous change, but his will also matured and strengthened. For a difficult path of cultivation,

for a woman who appeared out of nowhere and suddenly changed his life. Although he often

cursed this woman in his heart, Cheng Yanbing gradually realized that she had occupied the most

important place in his heart. For her, he would become fearless. Let the storm rage on!

Cheng Yanbing roared inwardly.

At her insistence, through her unique footsteps, she told those who cared about her that she

had to return to where she came from every day; her friends would meet her there, and she would be

there . The rugged road and arduous journey were also an important way for her to temper her will. She declined

countless offers to stay and set off again for the forest. Another four hours passed, and she gritted her teeth, persevering to reach the forest she had started

from the day before . It was completely dark. The forest was in sight. Thinking of the day's

earnings in the small bucket beneath her, thinking that in a few more days she could complete this test, thinking of her beloved who would pick her up

after take her back to the small hill where they had begun their training, to once again enjoy their time together—though

she couldn't speak until she had raised ten thousand yuan, the connection between their hearts was enough. Cheng Yanbing gradually quickened

her pace. The forest was within reach. Unable to suppress her excitement, she let out a soft moan.

Suddenly, three figures leaped out of the darkness and tackled her to the ground. "Ha! We finally caught you. The three of

us have been following you for ages. You wanted some training, right? Let us help you train for a few more days. The money's ours,

and you're ours too." The three men in the darkness pounced on Cheng Yanbing, quickly blindfolding her with a black cloth

. While mocking her, they swiftly pulled down their pants, pulled out their "tools," and began to gang rape her. "Damn

it, such a beautiful woman, if we let her go, even God won't forgive us." The three men pounced

on , ravaging her body while laughing wildly.

Cheng Yanbing was completely stunned by the sudden turn of events, but even if she hadn't been stunned, what could she do? She was like

a lamb to the slaughter, utterly powerless to resist. Bingyan hadn't expected things to turn out this way either.

One moment she was rejoicing that Cheng Yanbing had managed to turn the tide in such dire circumstances, and the next moment everything

had changed. Bingyan watched helplessly. Her magic only worked on Cheng Yanbing; during her seal,

she couldn't possibly appear before anyone other than Cheng Yanbing. Bingyan felt an urge to cry, but under

the seal, she was also tightly bound, unable to even cry except for communicating with Cheng Yanbing telepathically

.

The three of them, after pulling out their tools, realized they couldn't remove the knotted rope binding Cheng Yanbing, and were helpless...

Driven by their rage, they further ravaged Cheng Yanbing's body, from face to toe. The three men rubbed

their , and whipped her mercilessly with tree branches, venting

their frustration at their inability to achieve their goal. Her body remained tightly bound, covered in mud and blood. Blindfolded,

Cheng Yanbing was repeatedly violated by the three despicable men. She vowed revenge, but

how could she take revenge when she didn't even know what they looked like? Heavily bound, Cheng Yanbing rolled in the

mud , enduring an indelible and unbearable humiliation, powerless to stop it. She gritted her teeth and endured it all

silently. She knew her moans would only excite them more.

The three men grew tired of beating and ravaging her. The rope binding Cheng Yanbing's lower body, like a loyal guardian, ultimately

prevented the three men in the darkness from achieving their ultimate goal. Who could have imagined that

what would play such a role at this moment? The three men took her day's earnings,

leaving a pile of filthy words in Cheng Yanbing's mouth with resentment, cursing as they disappeared into the darkness. Cheng Yanbing

gritted her teeth stood up again, dragging her humiliated body into the forest. Bingyan led her back to the small hill.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out this way," Bingyan

said to Cheng Yanbing with deep regret. "But I'm powerless now. The rope drawn with your essence cannot be untied until you complete this training

. You still have to complete this challenge." Before Cheng Yanbing could speak, Bingyan

explained to her apologetically.

Watching the woman she loved repent before her, Cheng Yanbing didn't know whether to be happy or pained. She was happy

because she knew he (or she) held an equally important place in Bingyan's heart. Everything she was doing now

was to rescue the woman he (or she) loved. Seeing Bingyan suffering so much for him (or her), Cheng Yanbing

felt it was all worth enduring a hundred times more torment. What pained her was that she was still so insignificant, so

powerless , unable to resist three worthless men. She didn't know when she would be able to storm the Demon Realm and

truly rescue the woman she was so infatuated with. Right now, she saw absolutely no hope of success. "

One day I will take revenge. One day I will rescue my beloved from the Demon Realm. I will do everything I

can to make that day come sooner," Cheng Yanbing vowed silently.

"Ahhh...ahhh," suddenly, Cheng Yanbing seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but cry out

. Through divine sense, she discussed something with Bingyan. Cheng Yanbing hoped Bingyan could replace

the small bucket with a sealed box with only a narrow slit, like the knot sealing a certain part of his body.

Since those three scoundrels couldn't untie the knot, they naturally couldn't open the box either. He could endure all the humiliation

; as long as he held onto the money he had begged for, he could complete the task. One day, he would get it all

back .

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