Floating World Bound Life Between a Thousand Rocks (Original God Synopsis)

"There are only defeated Seven Stars, not surrendered ones!" Qie Qing clenched her teeth, fighting against the weakness and dizziness that was frantically attacking her. 　　Etsuharu's mind raced, thinking of a way to break the situation. 　　If even I myself am going to fall into the hands of the Foolish Crowd, I'm afraid that the Heart of God will also be ...... No, I'm the Ritsuki Seven Stars! I can t let him touch the ancestor law metamorphosis, and even more so, I can t let her take away the Heart of God! 　　A strong will and sense of responsibility finally allowed this "Yu Heng Star" to regain a trace of clarity, but the feeling of powerlessness still lingered throughout her body. 　　In between her thoughts, the male had already walked behind her, ripped off the floating belt behind her arms, and pressed her to the ground with one hand. 　　"You ...... My clothes! Ugh!!!" 　　A large mass of soft white silk scarf was forcefully shoved by the male into her slightly opened red lips while Carved Clear was exclaiming in shock. The overly large mass of silk, after being detached from the male's hand, returned to its original size, and was stuck dead center behind Kakaru's shell teeth. Even if she pushed hard against it with her little fragrant tongue, she was unable to push it out. She was just about to reach out to pull out the mass of fabric in her mouth when her hands were clipped behind her back. The male quickly wrapped the floating belt horizontally between her wrists three times, then closed it vertically and tied it in a vicious dead knot. 　　"Well!" 　　What is this? The soft ...... seems to be a silk scarf. Damn, this will not be able to call out to the guards. My clothes ...... are just going to be ripped off and tied to myself by him? But this should be easier to untie than a rope. Quietly! Katsushika, you can break free. 　　Etsuharu kept fumbling with her hand through her glove for the knot, but unfortunately with her viewpoint it was completely impossible to see that the knot, after all her twisting had shrunk into a very small ball. That floating belt had also been twisted into an extremely thin one in advance, and with her strength at this time it was completely impossible to break free. One could only see those white and tender arms twisting around behind her back, and with the fluttering ribbon, it was extremely tantalizing. 　　Carving Qing's ankles were also tied by another floating belt with the same technique. The former "Jade Balance Star" could now only squirm and struggle slightly on the smooth ground. In the empty hall, one could only faintly hear the faintest hint of a low, delicate chant echoing. 　"Your Excellency is really noisy, it seems that the gagging is still not tight enough. It won't be good if someone finds out." 　　The male looked at the silk scarf that had been toppled out of Kakaru's mouth by a small amount, and fished out a red harness-type gag ball from his waist. The hollowed out cavity on it was used to make her saliva ooze out involuntarily. Carved Haru could only watch that gag ball approaching her at the moment, humiliation striking her, coloring her cheeks a bright red. She had to tighten her teeth, biting the mass of silk scarf to death, stopping the invasion of the mouth ball. 　　"Hey..! I'm going to have to use the rough method if you're like this." The male raised an eyebrow and reached out two fingers, gently pinching her delicate nose. "You can't help yourself with this one jumping-egg, am I overestimating your willpower?" 　　"Hmph ...... I won't ...... ah! give in!" 　　"Your screams are too loud, although the soundproofing here is very good, it's better to gag your mouth first. Besides, the way you say you won't give in while you can't help but scream out is really moving." The male shook his head and replaced it with a pair of harness-type gag rings, which were placed on Carved Haru's head. Unlike the previous gag balls, this time the one stuck in the center of Kakaru's red lips was a metal ring. Although this ring left enough breathing space for Kagekari, on the contrary, it was also possible to insert some props through this opening to tease her little tongue that had nowhere to rest. 　　Kakaru's mouth was once again forced open, and that tantalizing cry turned into a whimper of unknown significance. 　　The male looked at her scarlet cheeks and somewhat impatiently took out a new dildo-dildo. 　　"You see, this new dildo, which is empty on the inside, has an extremely delicate structure inside. Later on, I will inject winks into it, and if you can't help but lick it with your tongue, it will squirt out the liquid inside. Whether or not Your Excellency Carving Haru is truly strong-willed, I'm sure we'll find out in a moment." 　　The lifelike head of the dildo-dildo was gently placed into the mouth ring. With the push of the male's two fingers, it gradually penetrated deeper into the guest minister's forced open mouth. Due to what the gongzi had said earlier, Carved Haru was a little afraid to use her tongue to push against the fake phallus-dildo, and could only allow the huge strip to fill her mouth. 　　"Well ...... goo ......" Although Kiyoharu had already slightly gotten used to the feeling of being penetrated by a foreign object into her mouth, and didn't have too much of a feeling of dryness, but that kind of discomfort and slight suffocation still made her burst into a few tears. made her burst into a few tears. A black silk stocking was then placed over Kiyoharu's mouth, wrapped around twice, and tied in a beautiful bow around her mouth.

Inside the secluded room, the candlelight was dim. Li Siyuan, observing the methods of binding and gagging, immediately recognized that the person who had bound Ke Qing and Xing Qiu back-to-back to the pillar was likely not from this world… Therefore, the only one who fit the description was probably Luan Hongye. Ke Qing's delicate face was completely covered by multiple layers of heavy white silk handkerchiefs, their mouths and noses obscured. The handkerchiefs, of fine texture, with their interwoven threads subtly gleaming like snow, clung tightly to her face due to her prolonged struggle and the perspiration of her perfume. The outermost layer was bound with a long pink silk scarf, its knot deeply embedded in her mouth, silencing all protests with low, muffled "oohs." As a descendant of the Jade Balance Star, Ke Qing's exquisite dress was now soaked with sweat. The flesh-pink silk ropes crisscrossed her proud breasts, squeezing and causing them to throb. Deprived of her sight, she could only helplessly twist her slender waist, trying to escape the ravaging foreign object beneath her. Xingqiu, bound back-to-back with her, was in an even more miserable state. The boy's blue robe was half-undone, and their bodies were tightly bound by several strands of cream-colored silk rope. Connected by the "Midas touch" magic beneath them, every tremor and contraction of their bodies was amplified through each other. Their eyes were tightly blindfolded by two silk blindfolds, one purple and one emerald green, obscuring their expressions. Li Siyuan, hidden in the shadows, had his inner energy completely suppressed. He watched Keqing's desperate expression, a mixture of suffocation and pleasure, watching the strong girl writhe and moan beneath the white silk blindfold, and a violent possessiveness surged within him. "Red Leaf...you've saved me a lot of effort. Now that you've trained them, I only need to pluck these 'fruits' at the last moment." He stroked his chin, a dangerous glint in his eyes. He planned to completely ignore the rendezvous mission with the Kingdom of Winter, even intending to wipe out all the Winter Kingdom's contacts on Sunday morning, using them as stepping stones to further consolidate his power in Liyue. "Wait...no...my thoughts seem to have been influenced?" Li Siyuan carefully pondered his changes. It seemed that ever since that night of the Dragon Dance, his thoughts had become more domineering and volatile than before. Perhaps it was the influence of his strength, or perhaps it was the trace of the mark left by the Emperor. Perhaps the saying that dragons are inherently lustful wasn't entirely unfounded? However, now that he had strength, he didn't need to be as timid as before. As long as he didn't encounter immortals or Emperors of that level, there shouldn't be too many problems. And Red Leaf...he just didn't know how much his strength still differed from hers. Li Siyuan didn't believe he could surpass Hongye's strength at this moment. After all, to be able to channel internal energy into him with a single punch to help him break through his bottleneck—that kind of magnanimity and composure was not something ordinary people possessed. ... The usually aloof and decisive young woman was now in an unprecedentedly disheveled state. Her exquisite violet dress was already disheveled from the previous struggle, large expanses of her alabaster-white skin exposed to the murky air, tinged with a faint pink from shame and the effects of the drugs. Ke Qing heard footsteps, and a glimmer of hope suddenly lit up her previously lifeless eyes. She struggled to lift her head, trying to attract the attention of whoever was approaching. "Ugh!! Ugh ugh ugh! (Help! Help me!)" Ke Qing frantically twisted her body, causing the unconscious Xingqiu behind her to sway as well. She tried to send out a distress signal, but the sound was cruelly choked in her throat. Hongye was clearly a master of manipulation. Several heavy, off-white silk handkerchiefs were already stuffed into Keqing's delicate mouth. These handkerchiefs were tightly rolled into balls, not only filling her mouth but also stretching her cheeks high. Her cherry-like mouth was forcibly opened to its limit, the muscles at the corners of her lips slightly spasming from the prolonged stretching, and even a trickle of fragrant saliva overflowed from the corners of her mouth. To prevent her from pushing the handkerchiefs out, a long, softly sheen, flesh-pink silk scarf was drawn across Keqing's lips, deeply embedded in her tender flesh, and tied in a tight knot at the back of her head. Li Siyuan looked at Keqing's hopeful eyes, a playful smile curving his lips, and slowly stepped forward. "Is this the renowned Ke Qing of Yuheng Star? How did she end up in such a state?" His voice was gentle, but his movements were frivolous as he reached out, his fingertips tracing the red marks left by the pink silk rope binding Ke Qing's breasts. The rope was skillfully tied, not only binding her hands behind her back, intertwining them with Xing Qiu's arms, but also forming a shameful rhombus shape around her chest, squeezing her proud breasts until they seemed about to burst, the two rosy nipples peeking out from between the ropes. "Ugh?!" Ke Qing's body stiffened abruptly. The stranger's touch made her instantly realize that this man was no good, much less a savior. The glimmer of hope was extinguished in an instant, replaced by a despair and terror as if she had fallen into an abyss. "Ugh!! (Who are you?! Don't touch me!)" She desperately tried to pull back, but her body was firmly pinned between the pillar and Xing Qiu, with no way to retreat. “Don’t be afraid, I’ll take you away from this awful place right away.” Li Siyuan chuckled, but instead of untying the ropes, he pulled a brand-new, neatly folded, snow-white silk handkerchief from his robes. The handkerchief was embroidered with delicate cloud patterns, reflecting a fine sheen in the candlelight—clearly a high-quality item. “However, it wouldn’t be good if Lord Yuheng’s voice attracted others. For safety’s sake, I’ll have to trouble you for now.” Under Ke Qing’s terrified gaze, Li Siyuan grabbed her chin. “Ugh! Ugh—!!!” Ke Qing shook her head frantically, a single tear sliding down her cheek. She had had enough of the torment of the foreign object in her mouth; the unbearable pain of not being able to swallow or close her mouth was driving her to the brink of collapse. If anything were to be stuffed into her now… Li Siyuan showed no mercy. Taking advantage of Ke Qing’s gasp, he forcefully pressed the crumpled white silk handkerchief between her already stretched-open lips and teeth.

Zi Bai was suspended from the rafters, her knees and ankles tightly bound together, like a mermaid pulled from the water, struggling desperately. Her elegant silver ponytail swayed wildly in mid-air, her beautiful face flushed with lust and streaked with tears of humiliation. She tried to close her legs to relieve the friction between her thighs, but found the ropes binding her knees and ankles powerless. "You little brat... how dare... how dare you treat me like this..." She writhed in agony and unbearable pain in mid-air, each struggle only resulting in the ropes tightening more mercilessly. Looking down at Ke Qing and Xing Qiu, who were staring at her with fervent and awe-inspiring eyes, her shame exploded completely. She bit her lip until it bled, and with a voice choked with sobs and burning desire, uttered a final, defiant curse: "You wait... I'll break free... I'll definitely... mmm..." Before she could finish her bluff, Li Siyuan had already pulled an extremely thick, heavy pink silk handkerchief from his robes. "Immortal, rules are rules. Noisy talk will be punished." Li Siyuan pinched Zi Bai's delicate chin, forcing her mouth open. Then, without a shred of pity, he forcefully shoved the silk handkerchief into her mouth. The heavy silk's exceptional absorbency instantly took effect, absorbing all of Zi Bai's saliva secreted by desire. The handkerchief swelled inside her mouth, pressing firmly against her tongue, filling every inch of her mouth where she could make a sound. Immediately, Li Siyuan took out today's "ultimate weapon"—an extremely beautiful white silk handkerchief, intricately embroidered with a golden moon in the center. He unfolded this silk handkerchief, a symbol of Zi Bai's status and pride, folded it in half to a strip about four fingers wide, and ruthlessly covered Zi Bai's mouth from the front, sealing it tightly over her nose as well! "Ugh—!!!" Li Siyuan moved behind her, and beneath her cascading silver ponytail, forcefully pulled the ends of the handkerchief together, tying a tight knot. An extreme feeling of suffocation and fullness instantly descended. Zi Bai's once domineering golden eyes widened, two streams of humiliated tears sliding down her cheeks. She could only desperately flap her nostrils through the handkerchief embroidered with her own totem, letting out muffled "oohs" that were sure to make one's blood boil. Damn it! She couldn't break free! She couldn't muster any strength… How could this be… This silk rope was clearly just an ordinary mortal thing, why did my immortal power… And this gag, I could easily spit it out with just a little effort… Why couldn't I… Hanging from the rafters, her white robes were deeply marked by the rope, her mouth and nose were sealed shut, and her dangling legs struggled helplessly. She dared not look at the younger generation; she couldn't imagine what kind of looks they would give her in her current state. Hanging from the sandalwood rafters, Zi Bai, having lost her support and with that fatal rope tightly constricting her vital parts, swayed uncontrollably back and forth in mid-air. With each sway, the tough, pure white silk rope rubbed fiercely against her most intimate and delicate flesh, causing her to tremble all over, and a series of mournful "woo-woo" sounds escaped her throat, as if being choked by a heavy silk handkerchief. Li Siyuan stood below, quietly examining this peerless work of art that he had brought down from its pedestal. However, he found this position slightly inconvenient. Li Siyuan chuckled, reaching out with practiced ease to untie the ropes binding her legs, then firmly grasped Zi Bai's flailing feet. With a flick of his inner energy, the silk ropes coiled like serpents around her slender ankles and knees. Li Siyuan forcibly spread her legs apart, forcing them into an extremely humiliating M-shaped spread, and hung the ropes binding her legs onto the copper rings on the roof beam. This completely immobilized Zi Bai's body in mid-air. Her arms were bound behind her back, her legs spread wide, and the most fatal rope, due to gravity, sank even deeper into her snow-white underwear. "Immortal, how do you feel now?" Li Siyuan, hands behind his back, looked up at the completely immobilized Zi Bai, his tone teasing, but a barely perceptible hint of apprehension flashed deep in his eyes. In truth, he was secretly apprehensive. Zi Bai was, after all, an immortal who had lived for millennia, a being on par with the Emperor. If her earlier appearing vulnerable was merely a facade, or if this level of humiliation had thoroughly enraged her violent "Zi Zhi" personality, causing her to unleash all her "Moon Crystal" immortal power without restraint, this grotto might not be able to contain her. If she truly fought back desperately, even with his Transformation Realm cultivation and the Emperor's mark, he would likely suffer severe injuries. This was walking a tightrope. However, when Li Siyuan's gaze fell upon Zi Bai's face, the weight in his heart finally lifted. The once aloof and ethereal white-horse immortal, far from unleashing any world-destroying immortal energy, now had her exquisitely beautiful face flushed with a captivating blush. A hazy mist filled her ethereal golden eyes, and a few tears of humiliation even clung to the corners of her eyes. She was breathing heavily, her breath coming in gasps, through the white silk handkerchief embroidered with golden moon patterns. The handkerchief, stuffed deep in her mouth, was heavy with saliva, pressing against the back of her tongue, preventing her from uttering a complete curse, only producing extremely sweet and weak "gurgle...mmm" sounds. The silk rope deeply embedded between her thighs completely awakened the personality within her representing the ultimate worldly desires. The raging fire of lust not only burned away her reason but also made her immortal meridians weak and powerless, completely losing any possibility of breaking free. "It seems the immortal quite likes these worldly rules."