The Grand Princess's Wedding Restraint (Princess Kaixuan's Misguided Salvation)

Elara's bright eyes held an undeniable trace of disappointment. She knew that no one could dissuade the Grand Princess from her decisions, so she knelt down, her hands sliding into the Aurora bodysuit, slowly folding the material from her legs upwards. Once the silk was gathered at her feet, she looked up. "Your Highness, please lift your foot." Hearing this, Xue Wu Xia gracefully lifted her slender, jade-like leg, her toes pointing slightly. Her lustrous, red-tipped toes slowly slid into the garment. Seeing this, Elara quickly pulled the folded Aurora silk bodysuit over her taut toes and tugged upwards. The cool, silken material began from her toes, inching its way up. It traced the curve of her arch, then her shapely ankle, moving up her well-proportioned calf, her firm, rounded thigh, to her slender, smooth waist. It then enveloped her two full, ample breasts, her long, delicate arms, and finally her fingers. The lower half of the Aurora bodysuit was designed with an open crotch, and the chest featured two "O" shaped openings, perfectly aligning with her two round, full breasts. As her breasts emerged from the holes, the edges tightly bound the base of her breasts, sending a tingly, numb sensation that made Xue Wu Xia subtly furrow her brow. The thin, one-piece silk garment was incredibly sheer and form-fitting, clinging like a second skin. It outlined every breathtaking curve. The Aurora silk, wrapped around her already fair skin, made its surface appear like a flowing layer of light, imbuing her body with a deadly allure that was both incredibly sacred and profoundly wicked. Elara tightened the collar of the bodysuit around Xue Wu Xia's neck and, following the instructions of the barbarian maid, locked it in place. With a soft "click," the Grand Princess, usually so cool and dignified, was now almost entirely encased in the Aurora silk bodysuit. The powerful, constricting sensation was a constant companion. Next came the pair of pure white Aurora silk gloves. Elara lifted the Princess's long, jade-like fingers and slid the gloves on one by one. She then slowly pulled the glove cuffs up, all the way past her elbows, and at the ends, she also secured small locks, completely encasing those hands capable of wielding world-ending magic. Finally, Elara knelt again and placed the folded pair of black Aurora stockings onto the Grand Princess's lifted toes. She slowly pulled them up along her shapely calves and thighs, all the way to the root of her thighs. Every inch of skin covered by the silk trembled slightly. The hazy black gradually covered her jade skin, which held an Aurora hue, yet it did nothing to diminish its brilliance. The inherent sheen of the Aurora color intertwined with the black silk's own luster, creating a dazzling spectacle that was almost blinding. To put it simply, it was an eye-searing display. Once dressed, Xue Wu Xia stood quietly before the mirror. The tight, flesh-toned Aurora silk bodysuit enveloped her as if she were shrouded in a soft glow, while the pure white gloves and the open-crotch black stockings created a stark, dazzling contrast. The small locks that had just been fastened at her neck, elbows, and waist, securing the silk openings, had now vanished without a trace. In their place was a lace magical seal that resembled the cuff of a stocking. "They've actually modified my sealing technique. Well done!" Xue Wu Xia frowned, a flicker of surprise in her beautiful eyes. She crossed her arms, her fingertips lightly hooking the edge of the glove cuffs, but she couldn't find a single seam. The same was true for the waist area of the Aurora open-crotch black stockings. Her entire body felt as if it had fused with the silk, which in turn had merged with her skin. Unless a caster used a special method to break the seal, she couldn't remove this Aurora lewd silk herself. As a precious material within the imperial palace, the magic-nullifying Aurora lewd silk was strictly controlled. The seal that had just been activated was clearly more potent than the Aurora Magic-Nullifying Seal Great Technique that Xue Wu Xia had invented at the age of fifteen. This type of seal, by layering sealing items, could multiply the magic-nullifying effect. Xue Wu Xia had never expected that the empire's own sealing techniques would one day be used against her. "Your Highness? Are you in danger?" Elara's eyes widened. The next moment, she watched in astonishment as the small locks she had just fastened to the Grand Princess disappeared without a trace. "The locks are gone! Can you not take it off?" "It's nothing. I just feel a bit uncomfortable. It seems our Emperor doesn't want me to take off this wedding dress. Then I won't. Let's continue. What else do you need?" Xue Wu Xia's tightly furrowed brows relaxed. She impassively felt the changes in her body. Despite most of her skin being tightly and completely encased by the one-piece Aurora silk bodysuit, two areas, the ones women least wished to expose, were left bare. However, even the stacked magic-nullifying silk and seals couldn't completely suppress the magical circulation of this god-slaying Archmage, who had achieved the 'Severance of Heaven and Earth'. All it could do was redirect the internal magical flow to those two exposed areas, slowing her casting speed by less than a millionth of a second. "Your Highness, you still need to wear this corset. Please inhale, the corset won't fit otherwise." Elara frowned slightly, holding a black corset and wrapping it around the Grand Princess's flat abdomen from the front. "Alright!" Xue Wu Xia held her breath, her abdomen contracting rapidly. She glanced down at her slightly swollen, massive breasts, a hint of daze crossing her features. Elara, quick as lightning, cinched the corset tightly, further constricting her already reduced waist by several inches. The upper part of the corset, shaped like a "W," supported the base of her breasts, creating a slender, willow-like waist beneath her ample bosom. It then flared dramatically on both sides, accentuating her astonishingly curvaceous, peach-like hips. With a soft click, the small lock on the back of the corset dissolved into her skin once more. "Mmm~ It's so tight, my chest feels like it's going to burst!" Xue Wu Xia's brow furrowed. By the time she reacted, her slender waist had been completely fixed in shape. Forget bending over, even simple movements like turning became slightly difficult. "Ah~ What should we do, Your Highness? It's tightening automatically; I wasn't even using any force!" Elara's cheeks flushed slightly as she looked at the Grand Princess's noticeably larger hips and bust. The extreme constriction of the corset by her waist created a funnel-shaped curve in her delicate body: swollen above, constricted in the middle, and bulging below. While shaping her waist into a tight curve, it also restricted her breathing. More importantly, it forced her to maintain a stiff, upright posture at all times, like a noble. "It's not your fault. Since this is something Father is using against me, it naturally wouldn't be comfortable for me at all times. It's fine; I think I can adapt." Xue Wu Xia gently shook her head, attempting to adjust her breathing, making each inhale as steady as possible. She quickly adapted to the state of being tightly bound by the corset. "Bang~" The Ebony Rider began with a lecture on "bridal gear grades being equivalent to status, only metal fittings are for chastity," a naked power play, forcing the Grand Princess to choose golden bridal gear to humiliate and seal herself. If she chose anything else, she would be branded as impure and unchaste, or worse, accused of disgracing the Great Xia. Elrina didn't care about the Great Xia's reputation or the bullshit morality of loyal barbarian kings. She bit her lip tightly and whispered, "Princess, can we just choose copper... no, wooden grade? Please!" She knew she couldn't stop the Princess's decision, but looking at these monstrous, evil bridal gears, the thought of them being inserted into the Grand Princess, defiling her pure and holy body, brought a surge of tears. Not to mention that they explicitly stated these gears had sealing effects. "Your Highness!" the old eunuch suddenly raised his voice, drawing the attention of the two women. He hurried over, his expression serious and his tone anxious, "This matter concerns the dignity of the Great Xia and Your Highness's chastity. Princess, you must choose carefully. Do not sacrifice righteousness for face!" *Damn it!* (Discard this section!) Hearing this, Xue Wu Xia frowned slightly. She had originally intended to choose a copper-grade bridal gear to wear, but the old eunuch's words had cornered her. After a moment's thought, her cool and beautiful face showed no joy or anger. She spoke in a calm tone, "This Princess chooses the golden bridal gear." "Your Highness~! Don't be impulsive!" Elrina stretched out the end of her voice, sounding as if she were about to cry. "Don't panic! These three bridal gears can't defeat me," Xue Wu Xia calmly patted her small hand, her voice low enough for only them to hear. "The more I comply, the more they will relax their guard. Enduring some hardship is nothing. As long as I can get close to the Barbarian King, it will all be worth it." "The Grand Princess is indeed a royal descendant. This action demonstrates the unparalleled bearing of the Great Xia. I will report this to His Majesty when I return," the old eunuch said with great joy and high praise, waving his hand to signal the Ebony Rider to continue quickly. "The Princess's loyalty is witnessed by heaven and earth. She is worthy of being the Grand Princess of the Great Xia. Bring out the golden bridal gear," the Ebony Rider commanded. Several maids stepped forward, forming a line before the Grand Princess. He made a gesture of "invitation" with his hand and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please!" Xue Wu Xia's eyes flickered, then turned to the wooden tray held by the maids. On it were placed: A realistic and ferocious-looking, lifelike skin-toned dildo! A cotton swab-like, elongated, ice-crystal colored thin rod. A string of sparkling, connected, gourd-like, pale and alluring colored stones. "Princess, you can start with that string of candied hawthorn, and insert it into your anus," the Ebony Rider said in a serious tone. Listening to the Ebony Rider's earnest voice, Xue Wu Xia's eyes showed hesitation. Her delicate hand, clad in a white silk aurora silk glove, picked up the string of sparkling stone anal beads. A rare, almost imperceptible blush appeared on her usually cold and proud face. *It's so hard, it's really no different from stones. Do I really have to insert this thing into my body!* She paused, gritted her teeth, and her delicate hand slipped under her gauze skirt, reaching towards her backside. As the hard stones touched her soft buttocks, her delicate body couldn't help but stiffen. *It's hot, is that my imagination?* Xue Wu Xia pursed her lips. Her exquisite beauty became even more alluring with the hint of a blush. She applied a little force with her palm, and the first stone pushed aside the wrinkled anus, entering the unsuspecting rectum. "Mmm~" Xue Wu Xia couldn't help but let out a soft moan. The pain and heat invaded her virgin anus, and the hard stone stretched open the narrow anal opening. She frowned slightly, her lips parting unconsciously. The hard anal beads were inserted one by one, inching deeper. The pressure inside her anus grew, constantly reminding her that her anus was being violated and invaded by a foreign object. If someone could see her backside at this moment, they would see the tender pink folds of her anus blooming like a flower. The first few stones were excruciatingly painful, but as they reached the middle, the pain disappeared, replaced by a strange, unusual sensation. It seemed her anus was adapting to this unnatural expansion, becoming more pliable. *Phew~ It's not as difficult as I imagined?* However, just as Xue Wu Xia thought she could endure it, the stones behind the "Mind-Shattering Blazing Star Beads" became larger and larger. The feeling of being filled grew stronger. Her body instinctively rejected these evil foreign objects, and her anus couldn't help but twitch, emitting a series of lewd squelching sounds. In a daze, Xue Wu Xia suddenly awoke, acutely aware of countless eyes fixed upon her, zeroed in on the urethra and rear she had personally sealed. Their undisguised malice felt like a desperate attempt to witness her humiliation, to tear away the thin veil of her composure. "Insolent barbarians, daring to seek my disgrace!" She abruptly closed her eyes, shutting out the clamor and prying gazes of the outside world. Taking a deep breath— "Suppress!" In an instant, a torrent of demonic power surged, unhindered even by the magic-binding silk encasing her body. The two orifices, sealed by the "Frostbone Soul-Binding Plug" and the "Nirvana Star-Censor," were enveloped in a warm current. The foreign objects within were completely isolated, no longer subjected to the agonizing stretch and tantalizing itch of being forced to their limits. Her captivating phoenix eyes regained their clarity, their golden irises casting a chilling, formidable light. The pain and haze of moments before vanished, replaced by an air of haughty composure. "Such potent magic, and even this couldn't seal her? Just how strong is Xue Wu Xia?" The powerful surge of demonic energy forced Wu Mu Qi to stagger back half a step to maintain his footing. His gaze immediately snapped to the compass in his hand, and his heart lurched. The two icons on the compass, representing the "Frostbone Soul-Binding Plug" and the "Nirvana Star-Censor," had gone completely dark, as if their connection had been severed from within by some immense force! Yet, the newly illuminated icon confirmed that the Princess had indeed affixed them to herself and that they were active. This presented a grave problem: Xue Wu Xia, at her current unparalleled God-Slaying realm, could apparently use her formidable magic to overpower the marital artifacts within her, thus interfering with the compass's readings. Silence descended upon the room. The barbarians' expressions shifted from smugness to stunned disbelief. This time, without waiting for Wu Mu Qi's command, Xue Wu Xia reached for the final marital artifact. Her clear gaze swept across the room, a flicker of undisguised disgust and disdain in her eyes. The very thought of its vulgar, lifelike appearance was deeply unsettling to the high and mighty Princess. "How strong is this terrifying woman?" Wu Mu Qi's unfocused pupils snapped back to attention. He quickly introduced the artifact, his voice deepening slightly, "This is the 'Cavern-Devouring Golden Lust Drill.' It was forged in ancient legends from the penis of a Titan Ape, and still retains a trace of the host's primal instincts." What he omitted was that the "Cavern-Devouring Golden Lust Drill," upon contact with bodily fluids, would trigger a state of frenzied desire, growing more potent with each encounter, its very essence converting arousal into kinetic energy. Indeed, regarding the "Frostbone Soul-Binding Plug" and the "Nirvana Star-Censor" as well, Wu Mu Qi had deliberately concealed certain characteristics of the marital artifacts, intending for Xue Wu Xia to believe they were merely devices with sealing effects, only to spring a trap on her at a critical moment. "Only one left!" The beautiful and elegant Xue Wu Xia pursed her lips, her eyes filled with unwavering resolve. Already adorned with two marital artifacts, she appeared even more composed. Confident in her experience, she didn't anticipate the final piece posing any significant difficulty. Especially now that she had discovered a new method to counter the artifacts by suppressing them with her magic. Gazing at the realistic phallus in her fair, silken hand, Xue Wu Xia took a deep breath and guided it towards her lower body. The moment the "Cavern-Devouring Golden Lust Drill's" cool touch met the entrance of her orifice, a jolt of pleasure shot up her spine. "Wh-why is this happening? I've already enveloped my lower body with magic, yet it's still so stimulating!" Xue Wu Xia's breath hitched. The clear, luminous depths of her pupils trembled, her lips pressed tightly together as she fought to suppress the urge to moan. A few beads of sweat trickled down her forehead. Her gaze, though strained, swept across the room, forcing the lewd barbarians to lower their heads. Seizing the opportunity, she applied pressure with her hand, the realistic phallus unhesitatingly parting her lips. Her delicate face tilted upwards sharply, her hand trembling, nearly losing her grip on the phallus. The head of the fake phallus was rounded and blunt, yet covered in a dense array of tiny granules. The shaft itself was carved with coiling, ring-like patterns. With every inch it advanced, its uneven texture delivered intense stimulation. "It's... it's actually this stimulating! Ahh~! I can't delay!" Xue Wu Xia's beautiful eyes widened. She forced a solemn, majestic expression onto her features, deliberately projecting an aura of unaffected, cold aloofness. Gripping the fake phallus tightly, she thrust it forcefully into her wet core. "Princess, forgive my offense! Please spread your hands apart to the sides." At the words, Xue Wu Xia let out a soft snort, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt. With an air of superiority, she slowly raised her hands. Seeing this, Wu Mu Qi first placed the [Life-Snatching Immortal Binding Rope] on her nape, the rope having a pre-tied loop. He then gripped the rope and wound it twice around her neck, brought it back to her nape, passed it over her shoulders, under her armpits, and made a loop around the end of her upper arms. The barbarian guards beside him, seeing their leader complete the first step, immediately and with practiced ease, pulled on the rope. The Grand Princess's parallel-raised arms were quickly encircled, one loop, two loops, three loops... a full ten loops. With each wrap, a layer of plump flesh was squeezed out on her smooth, fair Aurora skin arms. By the time the rope reached her wrists, her Aurora white silken arms were constricted into segments resembling lotus roots. "Be gentler, why are you tying her so tightly?" Ai Er Rui Na asked anxiously. "It's fine, Rui Na, let them tie her. Better yet, tie her tighter," Xue Wu Xia's cheeks gradually regained their usual calm composure. Her gaze swept over the barbarians as they tied a secure knot at her wrists to prevent the loops from slipping. A faint smile touched her lips, laced with mockery: "Lest the mighty Barbarian King, in fear of this Princess, dare not even show his face!" "We will certainly let Your Highness see the Barbarian King!" Wu Mu Qi's face stiffened, his expression grim. He grabbed Xue Wu Xia's two slender, delicate, white silken Aurora forearms and roughly pulled them back, forcing them together, palms facing up, in a 'reverse Guanyin' pose. "Mmmph~ Ah~!" Xue Wu Xia's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, a flicker of pain crossing her face. An involuntary groan escaped her lips as her arms were twisted backward to their physiological limit. Even for her, the exceptionally flexible and imperious Northern Expedition War Goddess, a wave of intense soreness and discomfort was unavoidable. She was about to instinctively try to shake her arms, to break free from Wu Mu Qi's twist and relieve the uncomfortable position, when she felt a chill and a tightening on her wrists, wrapped in ice-silk Aurora. Ropes quickly began to wind around them, starting from her tightly pressed wrists, as if fearing she would change her mind. In the blink of an eye, eight horizontal ropes were tightly and orderly arranged around her wrists, rendering them incapable of separating. Then, two ropes were combined into one, passing through the tightly pressed wrists and looping twice vertically. [This feeling, this posture, it's so strange, it makes this Princess uncomfortable!] Xue Wu Xia subtly frowned. Before she could relieve the uncomfortable position, she was already meticulously covered by the barbarians' ropes. As the ropes gradually spread, an ominous premonition welled up in her heart. She opened her mouth, intending to ask them to adjust her into a more comfortable position, but she had just made a bold statement, and saying such a thing would severely damage her image and dignity. Feeling inexplicably annoyed, Xue Wu Xia could only use her cool, clear voice to mock: "The mighty Barbarian King is getting married, yet he has to tie this Princess so securely. What are you all afraid of? Or rather, what is the Barbarian King afraid of! Hmm?" The barbarians, insulted but daring not to speak, could only increase the tension of the ropes in their hands to vent their dissatisfaction. Xue Wu Xia's eyebrows twitched repeatedly, but she quickly recovered. The two sides were locked in a silent contest within their respective domains. They used a group of eight horizontal ropes and four reinforcing vertical ropes, neatly wrapping them around Xue Wu Xia's wrists, mid-forearms, and lower forearms. By the time they finished, her originally smooth Aurora white silken arms were almost swallowed by the ropes, resembling three rope wheels embedded seamlessly in their respective positions. Not even a strand of hair could penetrate, leaving only two bulging mounds of fair, tender Aurora skin exposed to the air. Such an excessive amount of rope transformed her once supple and smooth Aurora white silken arms into what appeared to be a woven rope club. Not only could they not be separated, but even the slightest up or down friction could not disturb the neat order of the ropes. However, this binding was far from over; it was merely the beginning! After the barbarian guards secured her elbows, Wu Mu Qi directed them to target Xue Wu Xia's already captivating, full breasts. Two ropes started from the back, winding along her upper arms and tightly encircling the base of her breasts. After four ropes completed the blockade, they then proceeded to repeatedly do the same around the base of her lower breasts. Merely eight horizontal ropes tightly constricting the base of her breasts, both above and below, caused the Grand Princess's two plump, jade-like breasts to involuntarily swell a few more sizes. Next, the guards, holding the ropes, started from behind, looping vertically over both shoulders, tracing along her collarbones downwards, and winding three times around the horizontal ropes that constricted the base of her lower breasts at the sides of her chest. They then tied secure knots on the horizontal ropes at the base of both her lower and upper breasts for fixation. In this manner, Xue Wu Xia's upper arms were tightly bound to her body. Her two exquisite jade-like breasts, which had previously swayed freely with the air currents due to their weight, were now tightly lifted together by the reinforced ropes binding her upper arms to her sides. This created a mesmerizing cleavage, forming a shockingly exaggerated visual impact. As he spoke, he waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to begin the final bindings. The thirteen-hundred-meter-long rope remained connected throughout, coiling around Xue Wu Xia countless times. After binding each part, they would tie a secure knot before proceeding to the next step. Though these defeated barbarians were not strong, their knot-tying skills were remarkably precise. This time, they first placed the rope around Xue Wu Xia's neck, then down along her sides, threading through her cleavage, clinging to her waist, and passing between her legs. Each junction was marked by a knot, resting quietly on her skin. "What, what is this? Why is it going under and through?" Xue Wu Xia tilted her head back, a flicker of shock crossing her delicate face. Unable to see what was happening below, she could still feel something passing between her legs. "Your Highness, do not panic. This is merely part of the wedding ceremony," Wu Mu Qi said, unwilling to explain further, merely urging his men to speed up. Ropes emerged from her back on the left and right, passing through the center of the upper and lower knots, then pulling back in the direction they came, forming a "><" shape. Following the same technique, the ropes moved downwards, alternately cinching her already frequently bound breasts and tightening around her waist, making it appear even more slender. "You, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Why are my breasts being bound again!?" Xue Wu Xia's half-closed eyes snapped open, a flush of anger rising on her beautiful, cold face, making her look incredibly alluring and captivating. She couldn't understand why these people repeatedly targeted her proud, ample breasts. Was that spot so appealing to bind? She hadn't complained the previous times they had been constricted, but this time, she couldn't hold back. Constantly squeezing her breasts like balloons, did they really think her nipples were without feeling? At that moment, the old eunuch, who had been watching intently, suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed, "This is the Five-Flower Binding from Great Xia, the Barbarian Kingdom's 'Rear-Facing Guanyin,' and the Beast Kingdom's 'Tortoise Shell Binding'?" Elrina and Xue Wu Xia turned their gaze to the old eunuch. As he turned, he was pulled slightly, causing his chest to jiggle. Elrina quickly spoke for him, "What do you mean? Explain it clearly!" The old eunuch took a deep breath, his face adopting a solemn expression like a wise immortal. He slowly explained, "The Five-Flower Binding that Wu Mu Qi initially used on the Eldest Princess is a spirit-suppressing technique jointly developed by our dynasty's Ministry of Justice and the Imperial Astronomical Bureau! It was specifically designed to subdue high-level prisoners and is incredibly potent!" "It emphasizes sealing spiritual energy and blocking meridians, emptying the five aggregates. It requires the arms to be bound alongside the chest and abdomen. While it appears to restrain the joints, it actually functions like silver needles sealing acupoints, aiming to immobilize spiritual energy. This renders the bound individual with all their cultivation but unable to mobilize even a fraction of it, making them as useless as a cripple." Xue Wu Xia's expression shifted slightly. The Five-Flower Binding used by Great Xia to deal with criminals was being used on her. And why would the barbarians know it? Who taught them, and with what intentions? Fortunately, she was a rare dual cultivator of both magic and martial arts, proficient in countless combat techniques. Her cultivation and strength were no longer in the high-level category. "The second technique uses the Barbarian Kingdom's 'Rear-Facing Guanyin'," the old eunuch's eyes flickered as he spoke with earnestness. "This technique originates from the ritual posture of offering sacrifices in the Barbarian Kingdom. The arms are bent back to the extreme, palms facing upwards. It appears sacred, but its true purpose is to maximally stretch and expose vital areas of the chest and abdomen, while simultaneously pushing the joints to their breaking point. This causes excruciating pain with even the slightest struggle, and it's typically used in worship... for the act of sacrifice. This is a binding method that tests the mind through extreme torment!" Xue Wu Xia's heart sank as she heard this. She hadn't expected the barbarians to possess such advanced rope techniques. No wonder she felt the binding was different from what she had imagined. "The third is the Beast Kingdom's 'Tortoise Shell Binding,' its origin even more perilous, being a method used by beastmen to tame magical beasts," the old eunuch explained with a serious expression. "Observe the rope network on Your Highness's body, layered upon each other. Doesn't it resemble an exquisite tortoise shell?" He paused, stroking his beard with two fingers, and continued, "Each knot contains a hidden, continuously tightening force, specifically targeting various parts of the body. The more one struggles, the deeper the ropes embed themselves. Not only is the pain unbearable, but it also continuously drains one's strength and willpower until their mind collapses. This binding method is generally used to tame wild beasts, making them lose the will to resist." As the old eunuch explained, diamond-shaped rope patterns appeared on the Eldest Princess's body, like a net cast over her, forming an exquisite tortoise shell design. This, under the restraint of the Tortoise Shell Binding, made her already fiery curves even more pronounced and voluptuous, exuding a captivating aesthetic of bondage. "Isn't this a wedding ceremony? Why are you treating Her Highness with such cruel methods!?" Elrina's voice was agitated, her back straightening, her eyes blazing with anger. "Ah! Think about it," the old eunuch's eyes crinkled with amusement, completely shedding his earlier solemnity. "If the Eldest Princess can withstand these three severe bindings, doesn't it perfectly showcase the spirit and unparalleled bearing of our Great Xia? This is a good thing!" He turned to the Eldest Princess, speaking with pride, "Your Highness, you represent the dignity and trustworthiness of Great Xia. This ceremony is also crucial for the honor and face of Great Xia, and for the peace between Xia and the Barbarian Kingdom. For the sake of the greater good, please complete the ritual." *Click~ click~* The sound of two clasps being tightened echoed, and the small locks disappeared from the surface of the shoe opening. Immediately, the crisp sound of high heels striking the ground followed. As soon as she put them on, Xue Wu Xia felt the terror of these crystal hoof heels. All her body weight was concentrated in the narrow hoof-shaped triangular cone that tightly bound her toes. Due to the extreme 22-centimeter heel slope, her hind heel could barely provide any support. No matter how she stepped, she could only maintain a ballet stance with her heels raised high, her instep stretched into a straight line, and her toes pointed. More importantly, there was no support in the center of the shoe. Her crescent-shaped arch felt cool and as if suspended in mid-air, a tingling sensation like an electric current sweeping across her beautiful arch. Unfortunately, Xue Wu Xia's head and arms were completely bound together, preventing her from looking down. She couldn't see what kind of evil things these hoof heels on her feet were. "How is this possible? My feet... I can't stand like this at all!" Her vision elevated, her toes touching the ground, Xue Wu Xia's face changed drastically in panic. A drop of cold sweat beaded on her forehead. She stumbled, moving her feet back and forth on the ground, but she couldn't stop her body from leaning forward. A strange unease filled her heart. She tried to regain her balance, but a subsequent stumble caused her ankle to twist, and her body tilted sharply to the side, falling. Fortunately, the barbarian beside her caught her. "Your Highness may not know, but our barbarian women generally walk with a swagger, lacking any feminine dignity. Therefore, a rule was established a hundred years ago: brides who marry must wear hoof wedding shoes to correct their posture." Wumu Qi, lifting his head, licked his lips. A hint of mischievous malice flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled, "In our Great Barbarian land, the higher the heel, the more noble the bride's status!" While verbally "PUA-ing" the princess about the purpose of the high heels, he took the lock from his subordinate. The clanging of chains, *"Huala la~"*, caught Xue Wu Xia's attention. She was trying to master the hoof heels, her steps faltering as they struck the ground. Although she couldn't see her feet, she instinctively felt something was wrong and bit her lip, "What sound is that?" *"Click~ click~"* The sound of two more clasps tightening. Xue Wu Xia felt her thighs suddenly tighten, as if her plump flesh was being squeezed by a cold touch, followed by her ankles. She instantly realized what was happening: she was being shackled! "You, what are you doing!?" Xue Wu Xia's voice suddenly rose in anger, her beautiful face filled with disbelief. The clasps on her thighs and ankles were tightened fiercely. She could clearly feel a strong pulling force between her legs restricting her. The five-centimeter leg chain and the fifteen-centimeter ankle shackles stripped her of her freedom. As the eldest princess of the Great Xia royal family, she was being fitted with shackles, symbols of a prisoner, by a barbarian in the imperial capital. How absurd! "For Your Highness, mere wedding heels are not enough." Wumu Qi stood up, looking at the princess who could now meet his gaze due to the heels. He feigned a gentle demeanor, "As a noble bride, the thigh ring will help you walk more elegantly. As for the ankle shackles, their purpose is to keep your steps within a stable range." "After all, Your Highness wouldn't want to affect the image of Great Xia, would you?" "Wumu Qi, remember what you have done today! I will surely make you pay one day!" Xue Wu Xia's voice trembled slightly. She kept her proud and beautiful face held high, but by rolling her eyes downwards, she felt a sense of shame that shattered her composure. And she remembered that her two breasts were completely uncovered at this moment. This embarrassing posture would make her breasts seem deliberately displayed for everyone to admire and judge, adding to her already shameful emotions. "Your Highness, please calm down. There is one last step, and the cumbersome wedding accessories will be considered complete!" Wumu Qi suppressed his excitement and took a collar, splitting it in half. He walked towards Xue Wu Xia step by step. "A c-collar? Are you kidding me? You want me to wear a collar?" Seeing what he was holding, Xue Wu Xia's eyes widened in indignation. A flush of anger appeared on her already pale cheeks, and she instinctively tried to retreat. But what greeted her were the burly barbarians on either side. They grabbed her upper arms with their rough hands, controlling her upper body. "Bastards, let go of me! Who told you to touch me!" Xue Wu Xia's pretty face flushed with agitation. For the first time, she felt her emotions on the verge of collapse. She twisted her delicate body, trying to break free from the barbarians' grasp. However, on one hand, there were the newly fitted ankle shackles and thigh rings. On the other hand, her upper body was tightly held by the two ugly barbarians beside her. Combined with the 22-centimeter crystal hoof heels on her feet, she had no chance of breaking free. Instead, the princess's struggles gave the barbarians on either side a strong sense of conquest. Who would have thought that one day they would personally capture this female general who had conquered the barbarian lands in a white dress? Seeing her struggling in anger yet unable to escape, like a controlled prisoner, where was the graceful demeanor of the princess she usually possessed? "Princess, please calm your anger. This is not the collar you imagine, but our barbarian country's [Reverse Immortal Slave Ring]. As a necessary neck ring for the bride, it signifies that Your Highness will follow her husband and be eternally united with the Barbarian King." Wumu Qi explained repeatedly, looking at her, but a hint of imperceptible mischievous malice flashed in his eyes. At the end of the wide street, Ebony Rider, mounted high, rode at the forefront with imposing majesty. Unlike his disheveled state when first captured and confined in a broken cart, he now held his head high, chest puffed out, a smug, triumphant smile on his lips. In one hand, he held a golden compass; in the other, a chain. The other end of the chain was firmly held by a woman with a fiery, voluptuous figure. This woman was nearly naked, clad only in a sheer, iridescent bodysuit that hugged her slender neck, delicate waist, and straight legs. It coated every inch of her smooth skin and every alluring curve with a flowing, fiery sheen, simultaneously sacred and decadent. Her chest, designed with a revealing cut, displayed two large, full breasts pressed tightly together, exposed to the air. On each rosy nipple sat a small, gleaming golden ring, reflecting dazzling light. These added a touch of unholy, fallen allure to her naked, captivating form. The golden rings were deeply fastened to the base of her breasts, while her small, sensitive nipples were clamped shut by two heavy alligator clips. Under the pull of gravity, the clips hung down, their chains converging and held in Ebony Rider's hand. The chain swayed gently with the woman's trembling body and fluctuating breaths. Around her neck, she wore a slave collar, a mark of low status. Four chains extended from the collar in different directions, each held by one of four barbarians. This elaborate display of control, with chains held by multiple individuals, clearly served more as a public humiliation than a mere escort, akin to an ostentatious display of achievement. Were it not for her current attire, her occasional displays of grace and composure as she walked might have suggested an unyielding female warrior, bravely captured. Alas, the chains on her nipples and the four chains attached to her collar, treated like livestock and pulled along, completely shattered the innate, cold, and noble aura of a warrior. Furthermore, this warrior, subjected to such a grand spectacle by the barbarians, was also bound by a crisscrossing, exaggerated amount of rope. A full thirteen hundred meters of cord were wrapped around every part of her body, forming intricate diamond-shaped patterns like a tortoise shell. Each rope dug deeply into her alluring skin, which was covered by the sheer bodysuit. A single glance was enough to feel the oppressive force of the ropes constricting her. Most striking were her peerless, magnificent breasts. Above her slender waist, cinched by the bodysuit, her large, white breasts were tightly framed by dense ropes, cinched to their absolute limit. This created rope shackles at the base of her breasts, forcing the astonishing mounds of flesh to swell and strain, presenting a visually arresting spectacle. The woman's hands were pulled behind her back, her forearms twisted upwards, her palms pressed together against the back of her head. She was bound in a reverse 'hanging Buddha' pose, her arms fixed and secured by complex, rigorous, and cruel ropework. So tight was the binding that at first glance, her arms were invisible, as if she were a powerful beauty who had lost her limbs. Her body was covered by layer upon layer of diamond-shaped rope nets, like a tortoise shell or a fishing net, sealing every corner of her form. The extreme tightness of the ropes was maddening, further constricting her already slender waist. In the thirteen hundred meters of rope, not a single knot or splice was visible, as if the rope had grown with her, becoming one with her body, constantly inflicting a sensation of being squeezed and bound from all directions, adding a touch of pitiable vulnerability. In addition to the bodysuit, the woman's lower body was wrapped in a black, glossy, open-crotch stocking. Her exposed private parts were threaded by a triangular crotch rope, which dug deep into her wet core. The overall restraint was almost unimaginable for an ordinary person. Above the knees of the shiny, vertically striped black stockings, she wore leg cuffs with only a five-centimeter gap, allowing her thighs to spread slightly but not enough for her to step freely. From within the iridescent black stockings on her thighs, the white lace tops of stockings could be faintly seen, indicating a pair of long white stockings underneath. Her ankles were also shackled, with a fifteen-centimeter chain restricting her stride, adding to the burden of her already leg-cuffed legs. Even more exaggerated and cruel were her feet, stretched into straight lines and forced into a pair of ridiculously exaggerated hoof heels. The twenty-two-centimeter stiletto heels, combined with a three-centimeter platform, revealed a captivating curve in her calves, making her already tall figure stand out even more. The moment this figure appeared, everyone's breath hitched, their heartbeats quickened, and their faces flushed. After a brief silence, a more boisterous murmur erupted. "Isn't that Ebony Rider? What is he doing here? Where is the Grand Princess? Who is this woman!?" The sudden tremor, however, caught Xue Wu Xia completely by surprise. The immense magical power gathered in two locations was like a massive meteorite dropped into a calm lake, churning the magic into chaos and making effective communication impossible. "This is bad, my magic... it's failing!" Xue Wu Xia was a mixture of panic and rage, a growing sense of dread filling her heart. The magic she used to suppress her lustful orifices, interfered with for a moment, lost control. The three golden rods of her marital accouterments seemed to gain a life of their own, reasserting their original suppressive effects. A malevolent force, filled with savagery and tyranny, exploded from within her. "Suppress! Suppress, hold them down! They absolutely cannot act up at a time like this!" An expression of extreme terror contorted Xue Wu Xia's face as she frantically tried to mobilize her magic, but it was utterly useless. The three lust rods, as if awakened from a deep slumber, directly pierced her magic-filled nether regions, creating several holes. The wicked rods rapidly enlarged, as if returning to their original form. "I must break the seal now, or the consequences are unthinkable." "Yaaah~!" Xue Wu Xia gritted her teeth, forcing herself to endure the overwhelming pleasure surging from her nipples and clitoris. She struggled to arch her back, throwing her head back and letting out a piercing cry of extreme fury. Her delicate body thrashed and writhed in place, her shoulders heaving. Her hands clenched into fists, knuckles white, and she stretched her arms outward. The taut ropes dug deeply into her tender flesh, and under the strain of her formidable physique, a slight gap appeared, accompanied by a crisp creaking sound. This was the first time since being bound that she had struggled with all her might, regardless of the consequences, even if it meant destroying these marital accouterments. It was because, in that instant, her body received signals of fear and tension, her adrenal glands went into overdrive, and she felt a profound sense of crisis. If these seals were allowed to continue, something she could not have imagined might occur. However, her resistance at this moment seemed too late! As the sole golden-grade marital accouterment from the Barbarian Kingdom, the "Life-Seizing Immortal Capturing Rope" exhibited a suppressive and restraining effect on Xue Wu Xia. No matter how she struggled, she could not break free. Instead, the rope tightened its grip. "What's happening? I can't break free, this rope is so tough!" Xue Wu Xia bit her lip tightly, her breathing suddenly becoming rapid. The pervasive and intense restraint sent signals of pain from all over her delicate body. She attempted to use the hundred martial arts techniques she had learned to break free, but the binding method, clearly a fusion of techniques from three kingdoms, was incredibly insidious. Every twist and struggle sent waves of excruciating pain through her skin. The tight ropes continuously squeezed her tender flesh, emitting a creaking sound. Under these circumstances, breaking free without any external aid was an impossible challenge. One wave of trouble after another. All the items she wore were originally a set of combined seals, but she had previously used her uniquely vast magic to suppress and isolate them individually. The current magical disturbance was like a depth charge, not only allowing all the dormant sealing items to sense each other's presence but also causing them to form a series of blockades that spread throughout her entire body. "Ugh?! Ahhhhh~!" Xue Wu Xia's pupils contracted sharply. She desperately tried to struggle, but the more she tried to channel her magic, the tighter the "Life-Seizing Immortal Capturing Rope" bound her. A inexplicable sense of panic and confusion filled her heart. Her lower orifices felt an itch, and her lower abdomen twitched faintly, as if a tiny flame were slowly burning her body and mind. The three golden rods within her body had fully returned to their initial size. Unable to communicate with her magic to suppress her lustful orifices, they were now completely suppressed by the marital accouterments, forming shackles that sealed her magic, making it impossible for her to feel any trace of magical fluctuations. The threat of death began to loom over her. The seals, which affected the entire body with a single pull, were all activated. The "Hoof Licking High Heels," "Heaven and Earth Golden Cudgel," "Reverse Immortal Slave Binding Ring," "Hole-Devouring Golden Lust Drill," "Frost Bone Soul-Binding Plug," "Mind-Shattering Blazing Star Plug," "Life-Seizing Immortal Capturing Rope," and "Heaven and Earth Golden Cudgel" flickered with dark and bright lights around her body, causing severe disruption to all of Xue Wu Xia's powers and completely stripping her of her ability to protect herself. Not only that, but these items also possessed various negative effects such as weakening, interfering, influencing, and modifying. They directly sealed Xue Wu Xia, who had relied on magic for years, to a state worse than an ordinary woman. Even her robust physique, comparable to a deity's, vanished completely under the chain of seals. "This is bad~ Down there, it feels so stimulating~!" "Ooooh~ Ahhh~!" Xue Wu Xia's eyes widened in terror. Her expression changed as she felt as if countless steel needles were piercing her head. Powerless, she convulsed and trembled violently as if electrocuted. Her legs, unable to support her high heels, buckled, and she fell to her knees. "No, it's not true! I was framed! They're slandering me, I didn't assassinate anyone, and I haven't wronged Great Xia!" As the furious shouts of condemnation echoed around her, a tidal wave of shock surged through Xue Wu Xia's heart. A tremor of panic flickered in the depths of her pupils, and her body involuntarily staggered backward. Her full breasts heaved violently against the constriction of the ropes, each rapid breath a shudder of pain. But the moment her high heels touched the ground, her body jolted with an electric shock. "My feet, my feet, what is that? It licked me!?" Xue Wu Xia was both startled and terrified, her pretty face flushing crimson. Though her jade feet were wrapped in three layers of silk within the horse-hoof stilettos, she distinctly felt something sticky brush against the soles of her feet, like… like some evil, soft thing had licked them! At this point, Wu Mu, having finished his humiliation, didn't want to waste any more time. He tightened his grip on the chain in his hand, turned the horse's head, and slowly advanced down the wide street. "Ahhh~ My nipples hurt so much, they're going to be torn off! Go easy, ahhh~!" "Oh oh~ Ahh-goo-ahh~" Xue Wu Xia, lost in a daze, hadn't even had time to react when she felt a tightening on her nipples, a powerful and irresistible force suddenly pulling at them. Her head, unable to turn much, shook repeatedly. Tears welled in her eyes from the pain, but she could only arch her chest with all her might, walking forward against the chain on her chest. "Dada-da~" "No, no, this feeling, my soles are so itchy~ Ahhh~ I'm going to break~ Stop, stop it~!" Xue Wu Xia held her breath, her knees instinctively clamping together, her calves trembling desperately. The soles of her feet, encased in the "Mare's Hoof Licking Stilettos," were completely hollowed out, with only her toes and heels barely making contact with anything. But each time her heel landed, she clearly felt something emerge from the arch of her foot, roughly rubbing against the soles of her feet. The indescribable, soft, tingling stimulation was like countless bristly hairs caressing them back and forth. Only the onlookers on both sides could clearly see that on the Princess's twenty-two-centimeter "Mare's Hoof Licking Stilettos," the completely transparent, hollow soles revealed a crimson tongue. With each step she took, it would dart out and viciously lick the black silk-clad soles of her feet. However, the irresistible pull from her chained nipples forced Xue Wu Xia to feel the strangeness and stumble forward. "Look quickly, this bitch really is the Eldest Princess. Look at that ponytail of hers, it's exactly like the Eldest Princess's." "No wonder I felt this woman had such good bearing, so she really is a princess?" "So what if she's a princess? Such a bitch, willing to be their dog to please the barbarians. She doesn't deserve to be our Great Xia's princess, she's a traitor, a piece of trash!" "Yes, exactly. She clearly has such powerful strength, such immense power. If she wasn't willing, these barbarians wouldn't be able to do this to her." "She is willing, this lowly woman, she's disgraced Great Xia's face. Look at her attire, she deserves to die! Even prostitutes in brothels don't dress like this." "She clearly won the battle, yet she still wants to be a dog!" "She brought this upon herself, she deserves it! Seeing her like this now, refusing to be a noble princess and choosing to be a barbarian's dog, she truly has it coming." On both sides of the street, the crowd was incensed. Some of the onlookers who had come to join the spectacle began to throw stones, others pointed and cursed loudly, while some clapped their hands and cheered, feeling a great sense of satisfaction. Xue Wu Xia had initially been relieved that the helmet would at least conceal her identity, making the commoners believe she was just some insignificant, lowly woman. But she never expected that Wu Mu's words, coupled with the instigators hidden among the crowd, would lead the ignorant populace to believe the Eldest Princess was an utterly depraved woman. The torrent of abuse intensified. "No, it's not like that… Ohh…! Stop it… It's so itchy, ohh, it hurts so much… my nipples~!" "Wuwu~ Ah-oh-oh~!" Xue Wu Xia let out choked sobs, trying to protest, her body shaking in distress. But the accompanying tug made her arch her back in pain. She struggled desperately, trying to shake off the humiliation of the pull, but the nipple clamps on the chain bit deeply, and no matter how she thrashed, her jade breasts could not loosen even a fraction. "Your Highness, you need to kneel on it and put your head in," Ebony Rider stood on the platform of the cockpit and lifted the rectangular steel plate. In the center of the steel plate was an "o"-shaped hollow. When it was split in half, it was just right for placing one's head. "Raina, help me." Xue Wu Xia's cheeks were flushed with shame, and hot breaths puffed from her nostrils. Her feet, already sensitive from being licked by that wicked tongue during the street parade, were now burning with every step. The short distance had made her cunt throb, and clear arousal fluid trickled down her legs. Beneath her composed exterior, she was desperately suppressing the surging tide of passion within her. If Raina hadn't been present, her pussy would have already burst. Raina opened her mouth, but ultimately, with a look of suppressed frustration, she helped Xue Wu Xia slowly lower her knees onto the platform of the cockpit. Xue Wu Xia took a deep breath and gently rested her neck on the "C" shaped steel plate. Beside her, Ebony Rider smoothly closed the other half of the plate above, forming a complete "O" shaped lock that firmly secured Xue Wu Xia's neck. "Damn barbarians," Ai Er Rui Na clenched her fists in anger, gritting her teeth. "You only know how to invent these things to bully princesses!" Ebony Rider's gaze was fixed on Xue Wu Xia's trembling ass, knowing she could no longer bear the sensation from the high heels. However, perhaps due to the difficulty of articulating it, she hadn't told Raina the reason and chose to endure it alone. "Raina, I'm fine. Ebony Rider, continue," Xue Wu Xia bit her lip, her arms bound behind her head. She was unaccustomed to this position, especially since the clamp securing her head was positioned unusually low, almost parallel to her kneeling waist. This forced the beautiful and dignified eldest princess to lift her head to see anyone, looking up at someone who was once her equal like a true canine. The perspective of a dog slave looking up from below stirred an indescribable emotion within her, as if she had lost her human dignity and become incredibly small and humble. "Damn Ebony Rider!" Raina bared her sharp canines and glared at him, as if afraid he would do something untoward. "Very well, Your Highness." Ebony Rider winked triumphantly at Raina and unhurriedly unlatched the clasps on the floor, securing Xue Wu Xia's black-stockinged legs, which were pressed against the bottom, firmly onto the platform. Following this, a cannon-like device was positioned behind Xue Wu Xia. The barrel tapered from thick to thin, its opening almost the size of a penis. Ebony Rider aimed it, aligning it with Xue Wu Xia's high, arched buttocks. "What are you doing?" Ai Er Rui Na's face contorted with rage. She pressed against the strangely shaped cannon barrel and immediately pushed it aside, preventing it from aiming at Xue Wu Xia's rear. Angrily, she exclaimed, "Stop! Let me do it." "You cannot. This bridal carriage, from its cannon to its carriage, is of precious extraordinary quality. Your magic is insufficient to operate it. Only a true barbarian queen, baptized with secret potions, wearing the complete bridal accoutrements, and possessing sufficient powerful magic, can activate this carriage. All three are indispensable," Ebony Rider shook his head and explained to the immobilized eldest princess. "Rest assured, Your Highness. This cannon is a transmitter used to extract magic. Although it will absorb some of your magic, it will also allow the bridal carriage to operate faster. With your cultivation, only a portion of your magic will be needed to make the train travel a hundred miles a day, arriving at Chu Capital by tomorrow morning." "I am ready. Raina, step down and let Ebony Rider proceed. This is an order." Xue Wu Xia closed her eyes tightly, shame flooding her entire body. Even without seeing her current state, she could imagine how humiliating her bowed head and raised buttocks must look. The posture of being bent over, head down, knees bent, hips forced upwards, like a bitch, was stripping away her dignity as the eldest princess piece by piece. Facing a situation where most of her cultivation was sealed and confined within her body, leaving her with magic as fragile as a candle in the wind, it was better to transform it into fuel to drive this "bridal carriage" to the next city rather than waste it in futile struggle. If she relied solely on her black-stockinged feet, shackled and wearing hoof-like high heels... with her current stamina, she didn't know if she could withstand multiple orgasms. If, midway... she couldn't hold back in front of her most trusted maid... wouldn't her final reputation be ruined?

"Magic is forbidden in prison, didn't you know that?" Rejana said, tugging the chain without looking back. Xue Wu Xia opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but found herself speechless. Bound as she was, the shackles on her feet clanking with every step, how could she have defeated the nine men in the cell without magic? In the silence, the two arrived at a large hall. As soon as they stepped inside, Xue Wu Xia's eyes inevitably swept to the sides. On the left were whips studded with iron nails, rusty chains, a torture chair stained dark red from years of blood, and iron frames specifically designed to restrain female slaves. Each item exuded cruelty and bloodshed. On the right were ropes, latex suits, straitjackets, chastity locks, metal rods, leather whips, collars, and a dazzling array of training implements. Rejana stopped, tied the chain to a pillar, and turned her head, her expressionless face stating, "All mages entering the prison must wear corresponding anti-magic devices. You have violated prison regulations. To prevent you from using magic, I will now further seal you. It will be released once your sentence is served." "Seal?" Xue Wu Xia's voice rose in disbelief. In her current state, was there anywhere left to seal? Almost every inch of her skin was screaming in pain from the cruel wedding dress seal. Her orifices were being expanded and filled from the inside out, her urethra and rear felt a cold and hot sensation, and her upper body was deeply constricted by ropes biting into her flesh. If not for her own formidable strength, a slightly weaker individual might have been crippled by this wedding dress seal. "That's right. Your fingers are dangerous. If I'm not mistaken, you used your fingers to cast magic." Rejana's face was stern as she came up behind Xue Wu Xia, took her delicate fingers, and looked at her arms, which were bound behind her neck and almost fixed to the back of her head. Without further ado, she clenched Xue Wu Xia's hands into fists and produced a pair of short latex gloves, which she put on her. This woman has bound her fingers, further weakening my range of magic! Xue Wu Xia's brow furrowed as she felt her hands tightly encased in a highly elastic latex, making it impossible to open her clenched fists. The sealing effect far surpassed that of wearing several pairs of handcuffs. This way, even if someone threw the key to Xue Wu Xia, she wouldn't be able to pick it up to unlock her gloves. While Xue Wu Xia's mood was heavy, Rejana reveled in it. After locking the short latex gloves on her, her gaze was inadvertently drawn to Xue Wu Xia's restraints. The more she looked, the more she appreciated the ingenuity of the ropes. Her boneless arms were twisted behind her, meeting at her shoulder blades, pressed tightly against her back by the ropes. Her wrists were completely fixed to the back of her neck, with no visible gap between them. The cruelty far exceeded the limits that a normal prisoner could endure, yet this mysterious woman, who had committed a "great sin," seemed completely unaffected. A few minutes later, Xue Wu Xia was escorted back into the ten-person cell. The nine male inmates looked at her with lingering fear, clearly having not expected that this woman, so heavily restrained, was a renowned mage who could use magic with impunity even in prison. How could such an important figure be imprisoned with them, people of such low status! "I've sealed her magic. You lot, keep a close eye on her. Report to me immediately if she causes any more trouble." Rejana's eyes flicked upwards, and she lazily tilted her chin. After saying this, she swayed her hips and sauntered away. Hearing this, the male prisoners' dejected eyes lit up again. The fat man rubbed his hands, a smug expression returning to his face. "Bitch, so what if you can use magic? You have to follow the rules when you're locked up here." The other eight male inmates watched with smiles, some even egging him on, clearly believing the warden's words. They were unaware that Rejana was merely using them as experimental subjects. Damn crawling insects! Xue Wu Xia's brow was tightly knit, her eyes filled with gravity. A group of trash whom she could crush with a single finger were repeatedly daring to offend her, utterly ignorant. Her magic had not been completely sealed by the gloves; it had merely become more difficult to use, like a pipe with some obstructions. "I told you, don't provoke me!" Xue Wu Xia's pupils were filled with pressure and coldness, but encased in the latex hood, they exuded a seductive, lustful aura. Facing the mysterious and lewd woman's final warning, the fat man grinned and, without holding back, threw a punch directly at Xue Wu Xia's abdomen, which was cinched to its limit by the waist restraints.