Fairy Descends to the Mortal Realm, Wandering the Jianghu

In the ethereal Heavenly Palace, amidst a resplendent golden temple, resided the God of Punishment, the sole master of the celestial realm's justice. On the outermost edge of the God of Punishment's domain lay one of the most terrifying places in the Heavenly Palace: the Binding Altar. Upon the Binding Altar was bound a peerlessly beautiful fairy, Yao Xi, one of the Jade Pool fairies. She was so captivatingly beautiful, her raven-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, glossy and lustrous, falling gently upon her shoulders, accentuating her slender form. A few stray strands danced in the breeze, like starlight scattered by the fairy, adorning her exquisite beauty. A few playful wisps of hair fell by her ears, adding a touch of liveliness and allure. Her fingers were long and slender, their tips as delicate as orchids, seemingly capable of plucking the heartstrings at any moment. Her face was as refined as congealed cream, her skin smooth as if kissed by moonlight, fair with a faint blush, like peach blossoms in the dawn, tender and alluring. Her features were as exquisite as a meticulously carved work of art. Her bright eyes sparkled like stars, revealing wisdom and spirit. Her long eyelashes fluttered in the sunlight, as if capable of capturing every heartbeat that passed her by. Her nose was straight, as if chiseled, adding a touch of heroic spirit to her countenance. And her lips, as vibrant as cherries, curved slightly upwards, both gentle and resolute. Her crimson lips were moist and elegant, like a trickling stream, pure and refined. She was clad in a pale blue gown, its hem rippling like water, light and graceful, as if she were a spirit of heaven and earth. The cut of the dress was perfect, showcasing her curves exquisitely. Her slender waist was embraced by the flowing hem, like a budding flower, naturally formed and deeply desired. Yet, this peerless beauty was now bound to the center of the Binding Altar. The Immortal Binding Rope writhed like waves across her long gown, revealing her alluring curves. The rope coiled around her waist, binding her arms tightly, entwining her body like green vines. Every binding exuded a sense of helpless beauty. Her wrists were firmly secured to the central pillar of the Binding Altar, the ropes coiling like serpents, leaving faint red marks. Her fingertips remained slender, her nails painted in a subtle hue, as if resisting the whims of fate. Even in such restraint, Yao Xi's demeanor remained noble, as if it were the world's shackles, not she, that were bound. As a gentle breeze caressed her, her hair swayed softly, yet a few strands were caught by the binding ropes, framing her exquisite face. Her countenance was as finely sculpted as jade, and though her brow was slightly furrowed, she still exuded an air of cold beauty and resilience. A delicate rope encircled her graceful neck, inadvertently outlining its elegant curve, like a budding [X], evoking a sense of pity. Yao Xi's wrists were tightly bound with long ropes, the cords entwined around her skin, leaving delicate marks. She struggled slightly, wishing for more comfort, but only tightened the Immortal Binding Rope around her. Her arms were bound snugly and neatly, the ropes tracing clear lines on her skin, appearing both elegant and taut. A thin rope also encircled her fair neck, gently restraining it, making her neck appear even more slender. Her fair skin contrasted sharply with the vibrant red rope, like an exquisite work of art. Her delicate shoulders were exposed, trembling slightly, as if touched by a gentle caress, yet she could not break free. As Yao Xi's gaze drifted to her chest, the ropes, having circled her waist, tightened, outlining her graceful curves. Her beautiful legs were not spared either. The ropes began at her ankles, coiling in sections of four, binding the upper and middle sections of her slender calves, above and below her knees, and the upper, middle, and lower sections of her thighs, exceptionally tightly, sinking deep into her stockings. "Yao Xi, do you know your crime?" The God of Punishment arrived beside the Binding Altar, carrying the Law Enforcement Rod. He looked at Yao Xi, bound upon the altar, and a hint of pity surfaced in his heart. Yao Xi, the fairy, had an impeccable reputation in the Heavenly Palace. To suffer such a calamity this time was truly lamentable. It turned out that the Heavenly Sacred Land had strict palace rules, forbidding all romantic attachments. Consequently, male and female immortals had almost no contact. Because of this, the fairies could only entertain each other. However, all the fairies were exceptionally beautiful, their attraction to their own sex no less than to the opposite sex. Over time, it was natural for love to blossom between them. To reassert the Heavenly Palace's authority, a decree was issued by the Celestial Realm: no emotions were to arise between fairies. Yet, Mu Xi, the Emperor's daughter, disregarded the prohibition and fell madly in love with the universally adored fairy, Yao Xi. Under Mu Xi's advances, Yao Xi succumbed, bringing disaster upon herself. When the Heavenly Emperor discovered this, he swiftly placed Mu Xi under house arrest and then arrested Yao Xi on the charge of stealing the Peaches of Immortality, binding her to the Binding Altar. "This servant knows her crime. She only begs that the innocent not be implicated. This servant is willing to endure the heavenly lightning, have her divine power stripped, and be banished to the mortal realm," Yao Xi said, twisting her bound body and raising her head with a stern expression. "Then this seat shall carry out the punishment." The God of Punishment spoke and cast the Heavenly Lightning Art. Despite his sympathy, the strict rules of the Heavenly Palace had to be enforced.

Leng Yu Chan watched this scene in disbelief, her heart sinking. Her proud "Meteor Finger Flick" had left not a single mark on the scoundrel. But she didn't wallow in self-pity; she immediately began planning her next move. However, her opponent gave her no such opportunity. In a flash, like smoke, he appeared before her, his hand darting out like lightning to seize her right hand, rendering it immobile. She could only sweep with her left hand. Mu Xi grabbed her left wrist, then brought her arms together, holding them with one hand. He quickly produced a rope he had prepared, ready to bind her. It was then that she truly became afraid. She didn't know his intentions, but she prayed he wasn't a pervert, for that would be worse than death. Mu Xi twisted her hands behind her back, placing the rope around the nape of her neck. He wound the rope around her arms seven or eight times, all the way to her wrists, then twisted her arms upwards into a W shape, securing them with one hand. He then quickly tightened the rope at the intersection of her wrists. "Ah, it hurts! What are you doing? Let me go..." Leng Yu Chan cried out in a delicate voice. Fearing discovery, Mu Xi immediately sealed her vocal cords. He then lifted her arms, carefully tightening the rope that passed through the loops, binding her wrists in a cross pattern. This pulled Leng Yu Chan's arms tighter and tighter against her back, making it impossible to move them outwards. Finally, he secured the rope tightly at her wrists. "Ugh..." Leng Yu Chan moaned, struggling with all her might, but there was no give. Mu Xi then took a second rope and began to bind her chest, crisscrossing it over her firm breasts. He slowly tightened the rope, causing her ample bosom to be squeezed and pushed upwards and downwards by four strands of rope, making them appear even more prominent. He then tied a knot at her wrists. He then picked up Leng Yu Chan and carried her to the bed. He brought her legs together and took another rope, starting to bind her ankles. He wrapped the rope around her joined ankles several times, then passed it between her legs before looping it back and tightening it, tying a knot at her ankles. He then moved upwards, binding her calves, the area above and below her knees, and her thighs in the same manner as her ankles, passing the rope between her legs and tying knots. Leng Yu Chan helplessly allowed Mu Xi to bind her. Her heart was already trembling with fear. She watched as the scoundrel finished binding her and then reached out to touch her face. As his hands gently caressed her face, Leng Yu Chan's heart filled with grief and indignation. "Why is this scoundrel doing this? Why does he want to defile me?" Unbeknownst to her, tears welled up in her eyes. Though her beautiful, moving eyes were brimming with moisture, they still shot out cold, sharp glances. This, combined with her pale face, made her appear somewhat pitiable. "Similar, yet not the same. You are not her, after all..." Though the person before her was clearly a pervert, there was an endless tenderness and loss in his eyes that made her feel a pang of sympathy. After what felt like a long time, she noticed his hand stroking her eyebrows. A slight sense of relief washed over her, and she prayed in her heart, "Perhaps he is not a pervert. I merely resemble the person he is looking for, which is why he is acting this way." She looked up at him, and saw his captivating eyes gradually shift from a dazed look to clarity. She heard him murmur, "It's not her, but her eyes and eyebrows are truly alike." Leng Yu Chan's heart leaped with joy. "He doesn't intend to assault me." A flicker of hope appeared in her gem-like eyes, causing the tears that had welled up to stream down her jade-like cheeks like broken pearls. In the moonlight, her fairy-like beauty, adorned with pearly tears, was even more intoxicating. Seeing her exquisite beauty and her pitiable state, Mu Xi whispered, "I will release your acupoint. You are not allowed to cry out or move." Without waiting for Leng Yu Chan's nod, he reached out and released her pressure points. Leng Yu Chan let out a sigh of relief, as if she had narrowly escaped a disaster. Yet, she found his words rather overbearing and felt a surge of resentment. Recalling that she had actually shed tears, she secretly cursed herself for being weak and vowed to herself to find a way to get revenge on this villain. Mu Xi took out a small, eyebrow-shaped throwing knife from his怀 and asked, "This willow-leaf eyebrow was designed by your mother to resemble her own, wasn't it? I've long heard that your mother is skilled in poisons."

"Alright, I won't kill you. But I can't let you go either. If I don't make it in time to save Luo Yu, I'll still use you to trade for her, understand?" Mu Xi helped up the two beauties, then tied them back-to-back. The tight, meticulous ropes bound their well-developed breasts into full, prominent mounds. Their arms were wrapped around four or five times with rope, then tightened under their armpits, creating a shackle-like loop that confined their slender arms. Their wrists were then tied crosswise with rope, connected to the ropes on their backs. After that, their eyes and mouths were tightly sealed with silk scarves and ribbons. Then, their beautiful legs were also bundled up layer by layer from the ankles upwards. Ropes were also led from their ankles to the railing beside the bed, stretching their long, beautiful legs perfectly straight, making them incredibly alluring. This action made the little beauty blush, her long, curled eyelashes trembling slightly, her large, watery eyes darting away. A tender feeling stirred in Mu Xi's heart. She leaned down, kissed her anxious eyelids, and then covered them with the quilt. Mu Xi picked up the little girl's sword from the bed. Just as she turned to leave, she turned back and placed the sword by her pillow, saying, "If they recognize your sword, they'll think you betrayed them." "Give that back to me." Just as Mu Xi was about to leave, she heard a mosquito-like whisper from under the quilt. The shy gaze darted towards her hand. Mu Xi smiled. She realized she had been holding the pink silk chest binder she had just taken off, and no wonder there was a captivating fragrance lingering in her nose. A wicked thought suddenly arose in her mind. She went to the sisters and stuffed the chest binder into their mouths. "Mmmph... Mmmph..."