Iron Snow [Uncensored]

The maiden sighed softly, lowered her head, and fell silent. "I've taken your money, so I'll resolve your troubles. Don't blame me!" the man in black said, as he took out several rolls of rope, as fine as rice flour and shimmering with a silvery-gray sheen, and a strange device from a cloth bag hanging from his waist. Seeing the silver ropes he produced, the maiden's face pleaded, "Please don't use those. I promise I won't run away again." The man in black coldly refused, then pushed aside her skirt and reached for her hidden core! "Ah, what are you doing? No, help! Help..." The maiden cried out in panic, forgetting that there was no one to hear her. Unfortunately, the biting cold wind turned her voice into an element of the wind's symphony. "You're really annoying! I'm a woman too, I won't do anything to you! Why are you shouting so loudly? Fine, I'll shut your crow's beak first!" It turned out the person in black was also a woman. No wonder she wasn't afraid of my ultimate move, "Heavenly Desire Eyes." As a large wad of clean cotton cloth was stuffed into her mouth, the maiden, with her hands bound behind her back, finally understood why she had fallen into her hands. It was all because she had trusted people too much, trusted friends too much! That's right, it was him, he betrayed me. No one knew my weakness, only he knew, Mr. Pen! After wrapping her tightly with gauze, the woman in black used tape to seal her mouth shut. "Heh, let's see you talk now," she said, and regardless of her violent struggles, she pulled off her panties. "Wow, hmph, no wonder so many people call you devastatingly attractive, hmph, hmph." As she spoke, she inserted two objects that looked remarkably like a man's cock into her two dark holes, leaving only the rings at the tail ends exposed. "This is so painful. What... what does this mean?" The maiden, lying on the ground, looked at her with shame and hatred. The woman in black chuckled, "Heh heh, there's no other way. I'm afraid you'll run away, so this will prevent you from escaping! Butterfly, butterfly, let's see how you escape my grasp again!" One slender silver rope was tied around her waist with a dead knot, and another section of the silver rope passed through the bottomless pit and was tied to the silver rope around her waist. "Alright, by pressing down there, I won't let you untie it, and you won't have the strength to run. Heh, it seems women understand women! Alright, now for your feet." Butterfly had actually been waiting for this opportunity. Gathering her strength, she kicked the woman in black in the temple with all her might the moment she squatted down. The woman in black was caught off guard and took the full force of the blow. With a cry of "Ah," she immediately lost consciousness. What should I do now? My hands are tightly bound by the Heavenly Silkworm Rope. Without the refinement of the Flying Sun Technique, no divine weapon or sharp tool can cut it. And the damn thing is, the Flying Sun Technique is only passed down to Mr. Pen in the entire world... Sigh, I'll hide for now, regardless of anything else. Trembling, she used her knees to push herself up. Just as she was about to stand up with force, a sudden sharp pain erupted from below. Ah, she involuntarily sat back down. Butterfly was horrified, "So it's that painful like this? Damn it." "Heh heh, I didn't expect the renowned Butterfly to fall into the hands of me, Peony Demoness..." A clear, bell-like female voice echoed from afar. "Heaven rewards the persistent. I can finally avenge my humiliation!" Before the voice faded, a maiden as beautiful as a celestial being suddenly appeared, smiling gleefully at the ashamed Butterfly. "Interesting. This woman in black has been a great help to me. But she's truly formidable. To be honest, both your martial arts and mine are excellent, with few rivals in the martial world. The fact that she could capture you is truly not to be underestimated. I'd like to see who she is!" Jade Immortal didn't examine Butterfly, who was tightly bound, too closely. She knew Butterfly couldn't break free from the Heavenly Silkworm Rope. Therefore, her attention was first drawn to the unconscious woman in black. Cautiously, she removed the black veil covering her face, revealing a beautiful face that was no less stunning than her own. No, it was even more beautiful, like an angel descended from heaven. Who is she? Who is she? Jade Immortal was burning with jealousy. "Ah, could it be her?" she suddenly realized. "Oh, Saintess Bing Fan. Heh heh, interesting. For someone so proud to be hired to do such a disgraceful thing, the person behind this must be quite capable. Tell me, isn't that right, Butterfly?" Seeing the face of the woman in black, Butterfly already knew who she was, but she couldn't figure out why she had captured her. Hearing Jade Immortal's question, she involuntarily nodded in agreement. Saintess Bing Fan, Butterfly Fairy Butterfly'er, Peony Demoness Jade Immortal, and Water Guanyin Yin Ya were known as the "Four Peerless Beauties of the Martial World." It was unexpected that three of these peerless beauties would gather in such a desolate and remote village. If this news were to spread through the martial world, it would likely trigger a great wave of beauty seekers. Countless young masters and great heroes of the martial world yearned for these four beauties, but searched far and wide without success. To think that three of them would be here together was truly a pity! "Eh, isn't this the Cold Ice Thread? This is a treasure from the Flowing Stream Manor. How did it end up in her hands?" Jade Immortal mused, stroking the Cold Ice Thread, her brow furrowed. The Flowing Stream Manor was filled with masters, and its master, Fu Batian, was highly skilled, rated as "Second in the Martial World." Her skills are not something I can handle. Could Bing Fan be his lover? If so, I really wouldn't dare to touch her. Forget it, I should leave myself an escape route. Jade Immortal flipped Bing Fan's body over and used the Cold Ice Thread to carefully bind Bing Fan's hands, wrists, elbows, ankles, and calves securely. Then, she used Bing Fan's face veil to gag her mouth and found cloth to blindfold her eyes before straightening up with satisfaction. She walked cheerfully to Butterfly's front. "Heh heh, today is my happiest day. Let me think about where to take you for some fun. Ah, right, let's go to my place for a cup of Soul-Eroding Tea. Heh, hooray!" Just as she was about to help her up to leave, she suddenly thought of something and slapped her forehead, "You can't walk like this, can you..." "Won't you untie the thing below me? Since I'm in your hands, I can't run anywhere anyway!" Butterfly thought resentfully. Although her mouth was sealed, she could still emit faint muffled sounds. Hearing this, Jade Immortal giggled, "So you don't want to walk, huh? Alright, I'll reluctantly carry you home." Saying this, she picked up the remaining Cold Ice Thread from the ground and tightly bound Butterfly's legs together. After that, she lifted Butterfly's fur coat and saw Butterfly's full breasts tightly bound by the Heavenly Silkworm Rope, which was very alluring. Jade Immortal felt an inexplicable surge of anger and jealousy! Flipping her over, the Heavenly Silkworm Rope was crisscrossed, wrapped from top to bottom, binding Butterfly's hands tightly behind her back. The rope had already dug into her flesh, indicating how violently Butterfly had struggled when first bound. However, it only became tighter and denser, until now, any slight movement caused unbearable pain. "Wow! Bing Fan is a bit of a pervert, don't you think? Why would she bind you like this? It's a shame it's the Heavenly Silkworm Rope, I can't help you. You'll have to bear with it." While exclaiming, she lifted a bedsheet and rolled Butterfly up completely, holding her in her arms. "Little beauty, I'll play with you properly. Let's go!" As soon as the word "go" was spoken, she vanished instantly. Such swift movement, such powerful lightness skill! The Fule Inn returned to its silence, with only the howling north wind knocking against the sign outside the door, making a creaking, laughing sound. A cup of tea passed, an hour passed. It remained quiet. Saintess Bing Fan, who had been kicked unconscious and bound like a zongzi, slowly opened her eyes. Ah, it was pitch black all around. Where was she? Her head ached terribly. Damn it, Butterfly kicked me unconscious. Did she run away? Thinking this, she tried to push herself up with her arms, but to her surprise, they wouldn't obey. What? Who tied me up? Untie me quickly! To her dismay, she could only make "oh oh" sounds. Her tongue was pressed down by the cloth, and she couldn't even speak. In an instant, Bing Fan broke out in a cold sweat. So Butterfly had an accomplice. What were they planning to do? Wait, there doesn't seem to be anyone around. Did they escape? "While they're gone, quickly use your energy to break free from the ropes." With this thought, she acted. She channeled her energy, and pushed with her arms. After a burst of pain, the ropes tightened even further. What kind of rope is this? Struggling desperately, she twisted her body like an eel. After a long while, she gave up struggling, not because she didn't want to, but because after removing the blindfold, she discovered it was her own Cold Ice Thread. In despair, she lay on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't! How could she forget her fate? How could she forget her mission? "If you fail, you won't get to see your mother!" A stern, grim shadow appeared in her mind. She let out a pained groan, sinking into the waves of memory. Three months ago, one morning, in a city in the south, she returned home after wandering. As she walked, she thought: Is Mom okay? Does she have more white hair? A beauty like her suddenly appearing here naturally attracted attention. Unfortunately, she didn't care at the time. Everyone has an appreciation for beauty; being noticed only made her happy, heh heh heh. Butterfly lowered her head, a faint scar visible, "What good men are there? Even if they save us, isn't it for our bodies?" Upon hearing this, Jade Immortal became visibly unhappy. Though the world called her a "lustful woman," she knew very well that she was still a virgin! If Master Ping truly intended to defile her, she would not live another moment. "Hush, someone's coming," Yin Ya's hearing was always excellent. Master Ping entered, carrying a bundle of hemp ropes, a lecherous grin spreading across his face. "Alright, alright, I'll let you out soon." With that, he began to tie them up. First, he bound the two maids' limbs together like a four-legged animal, then tore off their outer garments and stuffed their mouths. He took the opportunity to grope their breasts, "Goodness, what tender chicks! Heh, never mind, this will suffice." His gaze shifted to the beauty, his tongue clucking incessantly. What a magnificent woman! He was truly blessed this time, possessing four peerless beauties at once. "Haha, the King invited me to host this beauty pageant, was it to give me an opportunity? Haha, my good disciple indeed!" The ropes used to bind the beauty were no ordinary ones. They were woven from an organic substance harvested from the East Sea, combined with the silk expelled by ten-thousand-year-old bone fish from the Dead Sea. Their tensile strength was extraordinary, and they possessed a unique property: the knots would automatically tighten and fuse together. The only way to release someone was with a special weapon; otherwise, it was impossible. These ropes were more formidable than the Dragon-Binding Rope, Heavenly Silkworm Rope, Frost Ice Line, and Immortal-Binding Cord! This was the renowned "Phoenix-Catching Silk" of the martial world, and one of the "Six Divine Artifacts"! Master Ping carefully flipped the beauty over and used the Phoenix-Catching Silk to bind her hands securely. His movements were practiced and swift. In the time it took for half a cup of tea to steep, both her wrists and elbows were tightly secured. Still not satisfied, he found another rope, as thick as a finger, and bound her chest from above and below, rendering her upper body completely immobile. It was so tight that even her wrists couldn't move slightly. Butterfly watched, feeling a sense of déjà vu. After a moment of thought, cold sweat broke out on her forehead! This was exactly how Bing Fan had bound her, leaving her utterly unable to move, let alone struggle! Could it be that Master Ping had some connection with Bing Fan? If so, this was dire. While she worried, Yin Ya and Jade Immortal watched Master Ping tie the beauty with fresh curiosity. Anyone would be interested in novelties they had never seen before, especially Yin Ya and Jade Immortal, who were both under twenty and had lived in seclusion in the mountains. Jade Immortal even giggled, "Master Ping, what are you doing? Tying her so tight, isn't she uncomfortable? If you were to touch her breasts now, she wouldn't be able to move, wouldn't that be very uncomfortable?" "Heh, heh, interesting. You little girl, not only are you beautiful, but you know quite a bit! This old man enjoys seeing her suffer, heh, it's so stimulating. You should try it sometime!" Master Ping became very interested in Jade Immortal. Jade Immortal wriggled her tightly bound body, "Hee hee, come on then!" "Roar—Don't, don't provoke me first. After I'm done, I'll take you home and we'll play—play—roar—" Master Ping, aroused by Jade Immortal's seductive provocation, began to bleed profusely from his nose! He quickly focused his gaze, controlled his breathing, and gathered his energy in his dantian, finally suppressing a surge of lust! (Could this old man really be like a young man and spit blood? I find it hard to believe, unless he took Viagra, otherwise it's simply incredible. What do you all think?) Master Ping regained his composure and bound the beauty's feet. He then meticulously tied her legs at the knee joints with thinner hemp ropes. Looking at his masterpiece, Master Ping felt it wasn't secure enough. He took another rope, tied it to the Phoenix-Catching Silk binding her wrists, threaded it through her crotch, and secured it tightly to the ropes encircling her full breasts. Master Ping tugged at the ropes in various places, ensuring they were tight enough before he stopped. The next steps were identical to how Bing Fan had dealt with Butterfly. He found cloth to stuff her mouth, filling her entire oral cavity until there was no space for her tongue to move. Then, he sealed it with strong adhesive tape, preventing her from spitting out the cloth. This was a highly skilled technique. Not only that, Master Ping then wrapped layers of very thin white gauze over the tape, making it incredibly secure. The poor, unfortunate Miss Beauty seemed to have no chance to speak, let alone call for help! Alas... After finishing his work, Master Ping contentedly caressed the beauty's breasts, unable to let go. This also sent waves of heat surging from his lower body! He let out a "Oh," and a small amount of discharge appeared. His expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed with excitement, "So good, so good, it feels so good! Much better than the real thing. Oh..." His lower body involuntarily pressed forward. Butterfly, Jade Immortal, and Yin Ya, understanding the implications of a man's arousal, shamefully closed their eyes. "Master Ping, can you save us first, and then..." Butterfly smiled charmingly on the surface, but inwardly cursed Master Ping as a pervert. "Oh..." Master Ping was so excited he could barely control himself. But upon hearing Butterfly's voice, he realized this was not the time for games. After all, he had taken the women his disciple had captured, and it wouldn't look good if his face was seen through. "Alright, I'll go find the key." Master Ping flipped over the bodies of Xin Mei and the other woman, finding the key on the inner side of Xiao Mei's bodice. "Damn it, putting the key in her bodice, she's clearly a slut. Even if she hasn't played with men, there's no need for this, how cheap!" Jade Immortal spat. Master Ping unlocked the cell. First, he shattered the iron chains binding Yin Ya, preventing her from moving. Then, he untied the ropes binding the three women's feet and took out several pieces of cotton cloth from his waist! The three women were greatly alarmed. Yin Ya asked with a stern face, "What do you want to do?" Master Ping grinned lecherously, "You'll have to endure it for now. I'll take them out when we get home." With that, he moved to stuff the mouths of the three women. Jade Immortal retreated a few steps, asking in panic, "Why? It's so uncomfortable! It's so hard not to be able to speak, Master Ping, stuff them, but don't stuff me, I won't speak." Master Ping grabbed Butterfly's chin as she tried to speak and stuffed the cotton into her mouth. Butterfly cried out "Wuu ah wuu ah" while struggling. She had had enough! First, she was captured and gagged by Bing Fan, then by Jade Immortal, and now by Master Ping. No, she didn't want this, she wanted to speak. Tears welled up in Butterfly's eyes as she struggled, her pitiful appearance truly evoking compassion, and Master Ping was no exception. He removed the cotton from Butterfly's mouth and looked at her with amusement. "What's wrong? Why are you crying so much? Fine, I won't stuff you, but don't say anything on the way, or else I'll..." He reached out and grabbed Jade Immortal, who was trying to escape backward. Master Ping playfully ran his hands over her chest, causing her to tremble like an electric shock. "You, you're the most eloquent. I thought you were an experienced one. To think you've never been touched by a man? Truly rare. Not bad, not bad, you have a certain charm." As he spoke, he unceremoniously stuffed her mouth, sealed it with tape, and then did the same to Yin Ya. Then, as if by magic, he produced four long, wide white robes and four snow-white veils from behind him. He draped the white robes over Butterfly and the others, fastening them at the chest, and then put on the veils. They looked no different from ordinary women. Who would know that beneath the white robes, the terrifying, tightly interwoven ropes, like venomous snakes, so restrictively bound their bodies? Beneath the white veils, their mouths were firmly sealed, unable to speak, unable to spit out, so cruel and perverse! He dared not sleep now! Someone was pressing close outside the door, but he knew it absolutely wasn't his dear Fan-mei. Fan-mei exuded a natural fragrance from within, while what Lü Zhi smelled now was merely a faint scent! What did this mean? From her stealthy, cautious, and slow movements, Lü Zhi initially judged her to be merely a woman with high martial arts skills. Peering through the gauze window, due to the darkness of the night, even with his profound inner strength, Lü Zhi could only vaguely discern her silhouette with the naked eye – slender, tall, with a full bust and ample hips. Lü Zhi was quite astonished. He had been in hiding in this remote place for a long time under the guise of Shopkeeper Xu, and he didn't know why accidents had been happening repeatedly of late. The previous incident of Bing Fan chasing Butterfly was his own doing, but this woman was clearly prepared! The woman's shadow darted about, furtive, yet she was stealthily approaching the door! Lü Zhi's mind suddenly flashed back to the "Eighteen Binding Techniques" he had read a third of not long ago, which mentioned methods for capturing women alive. Among them, the third technique of "Ten Capture Strategies," the "Harmless Capture Technique," made his eyes light up. Yes, it seemed this move could be used! Before understanding the other party's identity, of course, he didn't want to harm her in the slightest. He acted as he thought, especially since this method was very simple and easy to implement. He rolled out of bed, picked up the cloth bag Bing Fan had left behind, which still contained a large bundle of hemp ropes. He took out five of them, one as thick as a little finger, and the other four only slightly thicker than a candle wick. What was he planning to do? He stretched one rope, as thick as a little finger, horizontally inside the room door, forming a "tripwire"! After completing this task, Lü Zhi took the remaining four thin ropes and a large piece of bedsheet torn from the quilt on the kang. He darted behind the door, waiting for the opportune moment. The woman, completely unaware that she had fallen into Lü Zhi's trap, peered outside for a moment, then pushed the door open and entered. The tripwire on the ground immediately took effect. Before she could react, she didn't even have time to cry out, and she fell headfirst, her back upwards. This was the moment Lü Zhi was waiting for. He leaped like a fish, landing on the woman's back, stuffing the bedsheet into her mouth with one hand and twisting her left arm with the other. The woman was indeed no pushover. Lying on the ground, supporting herself with one hand while the other was pinned, she was generally subdued. However, her body was as soft as cotton. At the moment she lost control, her feet were still able to employ the "Wasp's Tail Sting" technique to strike Lü Zhi's head! Unfortunately, after Lü Zhi took 30 Pingxin Pills, his power had increased by more than tenfold! With this woman's skill, she was probably not even as strong as Lü Zhi before taking the Pingxin Pills, let alone now being trapped and subdued. Lü Zhi circulated his inner energy to protect his head, allowing her feet to strike him. After stuffing her mouth, he twisted her hands behind her back, holding them with one hand, and used the other to take a thin rope to bind her. Due to his lack of experience, Lü Zhi was kicked several more times by the woman, so he hastily tied her wrists together with her palms facing each other. With one hand, he firmly grasped her flailing slender feet, and with the other, he embraced her soft chest and lifted her. His feet were not idle; fearing being seen, he quickly shut the door with a "thump." He laid the woman face down on the kang. Lü Zhi showed no mercy, unceremoniously pressing his buttocks onto her alluring thighs. His hands were busy, using three thin ropes to tightly bind her ankles and the joints above and below her knees. "Alright, let's see who you are!" With that, Lü Zhi flipped the woman over, lit an oil lamp with a tinder, and turned around. He couldn't help but feel his heart pound. It was a beautiful woman! Her hair was styled in a cloud bun, her delicate and exquisite face was lightly made up, and she was adorned with rings and bangles, exuding an air of wealth, as if she were the daughter of a noble family. At this moment, she swept Lü Zhi with her deeply resentful eyes, murmuring something with a muffled sound. Lü Zhi's heart pounded like a drum at the sight of this beautiful woman, and he sighed inwardly, marveling at how many beautiful women there were in the world. Indeed, while this woman's looks might not have surpassed the Four Beauties of the martial arts world by much, her slightly made-up appearance managed to compensate for this deficiency. The reason was probably that Lü Zhi had spent his life dealing with martial arts women and was accustomed to women in practical combat attire. However, the beauty before him was an anomaly, dressed in luxurious feminine attire. Coupled with her considerable beauty, it was no wonder even Lü Zhi felt a flicker of desire. "Alas, no matter. I'll wait for Bing Fan to return," overwhelmed by the woman's charm, Lü Zhi retreated outside, waiting for Bing Fan to come back. Inside, although the woman's hands were bound behind her back, her elbows were not tied. She was now employing her "Soft Bone Divine Skill," slowly maneuvering her bound hands from under her feet to the front of her body. It was also Lü Zhi's carelessness; he didn't realize that skilled women could escape such predicaments using this method. The woman used her bound hands to stealthily untie the thin ropes binding her feet, then took a dagger from her boot and cut the ropes binding her wrists. After that, she removed the cloth from her mouth and took a gentle breath. "I didn't expect this person to be so cunning. Fortunately, I'm not bad either. To think I'd be caught trying to steal something, how embarrassing! Let's see how I'll get back at him!" This woman had quite a temper, just like a young lady from a prominent family, as Lü Zhi had guessed. Lü Zhi paced back and forth outside, shaking his head, muttering to himself incessantly, "Why hasn't Fan-mei arrived yet?" The night was dark and the sky was clear and cloudless. The heavy snowfall of yesterday had stopped, and the ground was covered with several feet of accumulated snow. Despite the cold weather, Lü Zhi was sweating, wearing only a thin undershirt, and the snow beneath his feet continued to melt. What was the reason for this? The young lady inside, having made a hole, was about to go out and teach him a lesson (in her mind, she was ranked 15th in the martial arts rankings and rarely met her match in the jianghu! Perhaps she was captured due to her own carelessness, but how could she not avenge this insult?). However, upon seeing Lü Zhi's attire, a chill shot through her: "Oh no, I, Ouyang Ruyi, the Flying Swallow of Plum Ridge, misjudged the situation and flew to the wrong territory. Heavens, his power is even more formidable than my father's! I must escape quickly." As expected of the infamous female thief Ouyang Ruyi! Seeing that the situation was not favorable, she immediately put her thoughts aside. How could the daughter of the esteemed leader of the Swallow Gate be captured a second time, bringing shame upon the jianghu? However, her movement was immediately heard. Lü Zhi had already known she had unbound herself. His original intention was to let her go, and seeing her escape, he had turned a blind eye. But Bing Fan happened to enter just then, heard someone inside, and shouted "Thief!" rushing into the room. Lü Zhi, concerned for Bing Fan, followed her in. Bing Fan was slightly surprised to see Ruyi. She probably didn't know this female thief was such a beautiful woman! Ruyi, eager to escape, slashed her dagger in an arc, fiercely stabbing towards Bing Fan. Her breasts, plump and heavy like ripe peaches, jiggled and trembled with every movement, their sway a deadly allure. Even a man of iron like Lü Zhi couldn't help but spurt a stream of hot blood from his nose at the sight of such impossibly, unbelievably large mounds. Fumbling, he secured Bing Fan's hands behind her back and roughly grabbed her nipples. "Ah! — Brother Lü, it hurts! — Ah, no more, you're too violent, untie me quickly." Bing Fan, tears streaming from the pain of being so roughly handled, never imagined her beloved Brother Lü would treat her this way! While she didn't mind making love while bound, enduring such agony was hardly worth it. Moreover, Lü Zhi had lost his senses, and playing like this held no meaning! Tears welled in her eyes as she endured the pain of her breasts being kneaded by Brother Lü, suppressing a primal instinct! No matter what, she wouldn't enjoy making love with a beast! She struggled desperately, but Lü Zhi's demonic hands were more formidable than the Tathagata Buddha himself. He tore off Bing Fan's outer clothes, ripping them to shreds from all sides. He cackled, transformed into a ravenous beast, saliva gushing uncontrollably as his desire surged. Was this the true meaning of "when the water rises, the boat floats"? Though Bing Fan's hands were tied behind her, her eyes, ears, nose, and feet were free. Seeing Lü Zhi, who had become beast-like, about to pull out his weapon, she desperately kicked him with both feet, striking his temple. This kick indeed jolted Lü Zhi awake, but not to his senses. Instead, it reminded him of the forbidden book, "Eighteen Binding Techniques"! The first move: "Silent Question to Heaven." The key: Entangle and bind, seal and fill! "I'm going in, Sister Fan, thanks for the reminder!" To his surprise, despite his excitement, his mind remained clear. He recalled the essentials of the "Silent Question" move, his eyes burning with lust! Bing Fan had guessed correctly; binding a woman indeed made one more excited, making the old feel young again. He folded the rope in half, wrapped it around the upper part of her elbows, threaded it through the loop, and wound it back in the opposite direction. Bing Fan was astonished as she experienced this unusual binding method. She realized Lü Zhi had not only mastered the first eight moves of "Eighteen Binding Techniques" but had also invented a rare double-strand binding method. Fusing it with the "Eighteen Binding Techniques" made it even more potent, establishing his own unique style! Lü Zhi slowly tightened the rope, wrapping it several times. He passed it under her right armpit, up to the junction of her shoulder and neck, then around the back of her neck to her left shoulder and neck, then back under her armpit, and finally straight around the point where her elbows were bound, pulling it taut. "Ah, too, too tight, Brother Lü, don't do this, it's so uncomfortable! Don't..." Bing Fan's arms were already behind her, so the discomfort was obvious. With this forceful pull, her arms were brought together behind her back, binding her tightly. Bing Fan tried to struggle free, only to find she had no strength left! Her hands were tied behind her back in a "Y" shape, forming a triangle – the most secure and compact binding method. This "triangle principle," well-known in construction, was cleverly applied by Lü Zhi, rendering Bing Fan completely immobile! Her breasts were exposed to Lü Zhi's gaze, her hands tightly bound behind her like serpents. From the front, the sheer "You truly refuse to name your master?" Brother Han gave Zhi a look, signaling him to get closer to the Cult Master. To uncover the mastermind behind it all, a clue must be found on Yu Lian! Dugu Han produced a rope that shimmered with silver light. As its ends were pointed, Yu Lian mistook it for a whip and paid it little mind. "It's not that I refuse to speak. What good would it do the entire martial world if I did? Can your strength alone turn the tide? Since you're unwilling to hand me over, I'll have to take it by force!" "Please, calm yourself, Miss Yu Lian. I still have something I wish to ask. How did you find this place? This is merely a desolate town. For you to find it so clearly indicates you have eyes and ears everywhere. Who exactly revealed the news to you? Can you tell me?" "I'll tell you. It's the young master who has risen in recent years, the 'Sage of Brush,' Wen Cang Tian!" Dugu Han's expression shifted. This 'Sage of Brush' was not only exceptionally skilled in martial arts – he had once witnessed him defeat Cha Zhu and Jiao Si, both ranked within the top ten of the martial arts rankings, within thirty moves! Furthermore, he was renowned throughout the jianghu for his chivalry, earning him the titles 'Great Hero Brush' and 'Mister Brush.' Why this person was also acting so atrociously remained a mystery! Was he also being directed by the person behind the scenes? If so, this individual must be one of the absolute top masters in the jianghu! Dugu Han racked his brain, trying to think of only four people! Four individuals whose martial arts could be described as peerless, and all of whom were the top four on the martial arts rankings twenty years ago! The Heavenly One Cult Master, Diao Xue; the lust demon, Ai Sha Ni; the lecherous fox, Li Xuan; and Dugu He, Sun Ping! "What else are you thinking about? In any case, we must settle this today! Ah... you... " Before Yu Lian could finish, Zhi, who had already planned this, leaped before her like a famished tiger, seizing her hand as she hastily reached for her hidden weapon! From the sides, Meng Jiao shot a fine thread from her jade staff, entangling Yu Lian's upper body; Qing Ji unfurled a soft rope, encircling Yu Lian's feet. In an instant, Yu Lian was subdued. She struggled fiercely, her shapely, voluptuous body appearing all the more powerless and alluring under the firm control of the three. Dugu Han walked over and used the rope to bind her chest, then crossed her hands behind her back. The binding method was peculiar. Her hands were crossed parallel to each other, and the rope binding her breasts was looped around to the back, connecting with the rope binding her wrists. The most malicious part was using the rope to bind her arms, with one end threaded through the rope around her neck and pulled tight, tied with a death knot! Because the rope around her neck was drawn down along her shoulders, and that rope was directly connected to the two ropes binding her chest and abdomen, it was impossible for her to free her arms on her own! Her arms were bound in a吊式 (hanging style) behind her back. This prevented her arms from breaking free to the left or right. Because the rope was tightly wrapped around her chest, to loosen it would require her upper arms to be severed; if she tried to pull downwards with force, it was even more impossible. The rope was connected to the rope around her neck, and applying downward pressure would only cause the rope binding her chest to tighten further, until she was in so much pain she couldn't move! Yu Lian stared in surprise as Dugu Han skillfully bound her securely, momentarily unable to react. It was only the blink of an eye. Realizing she couldn't break free, she closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and prepared to commit suicide. Dugu Han had anticipated this move. Just as her teeth were about to clench, he flipped up her veil and shoved a round object into her mouth! It was slightly larger than an egg but possessed a slight elasticity. Yu Lian felt her mouth filled by the spherical object, her upper and lower jaws involuntarily forced apart, her tongue pushed to the back. Dugu Han's specially made sphere, whatever it was made of, was hard yet elastic. Placed in the mouth, it not only made speaking difficult but caused no harm to the oral cavity. A thin rope was attached to each end of the sphere, and Dugu Han used these ropes to tie a death knot tightly behind Yu Lian's head. Yu Lian finally felt her complete failure. She couldn't run, nor could she commit suicide. In despair, she stopped struggling, allowing Zhi to firmly bind her ankles and knees with ropes. The sphere in her mouth was packed full, making speech impossible, only causing saliva to dribble out along the edges of the sphere, both disgusting and lewd. Only after filling her mouth did Dugu Han realize that Yu Lian, the Cult Master of the Virgin Cult, was an exceptionally rare beauty! The mysterious Cult Master of the Virgin Cult was merely a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old! Her captivating eyes, filled with helplessness and sorrow, deeply moved Dugu Han's heart! Her face, as beautiful as a flower, and her figure, like a temptress, attracted Zhi's gaze! Both couldn't help but want to embrace her. A beautiful lady is a gentleman's desire, let alone a stunning virgin! In fact, Yu Lian's beauty was almost on par with Bing Fan. Even the Meng Jiao sisters, watching from the side, lowered their heads, secretly thinking: such beauty, if she participated in the beauty pageant this year, she would surely win a good ranking! However, compared to their young lady, she was still far behind! The beauty pageant, held every five years, was about to begin. The 'Four Beauties of the Martial World' were universally recognized. To be listed on the martial arts rankings, one had to pass the beauty pageant! Who would be the most beautiful woman in the martial world this year? Zhi and Dugu Han, one for beauty and the other for truth, decided to participate in this darn beauty pageant. They believed this year would be ten thousand times more lively than five years ago! ... Master Ping's Azure Sea Immortal Abode was located on a deserted island at sea. Along the way, Yin Ya and the others tried every method but were still brought here bound. After arriving on the island, Master Ping removed the gags from Yin Ya and the other two. Yu Xian began to vomit incessantly. She had always hated sea travel; it always made her dizzy and nauseous. Having been gagged with cotton cloth for so long, the acidic substances in her stomach were naturally unwilling to remain silent. Once released, they poured out in a torrent. Yin Ya's mind was always clear. If she hadn't been bound by tough iron chains, she would have already found a way to break them and escape. She had been silently cultivating, and her power had now fully recovered. She waited only for the iron chains to loosen before engaging Master Ping in a decisive battle! The name Jade Guanyin could not be insulted! As for Butterfly, the unfortunate, frail beauty, she was already in a daze from the torment. Ever since she was deceived by Bing Fan on the road when she had arranged to meet Mister Brush at Willow Villa, she had been living a life of humiliation worse than death! The only reason she could endure and reach this place, the only reason she had managed to survive until now, was the knot in her heart. Had Mister Brush betrayed her? If not, how could Bing Fan have known about her ambiguous relationship with Mister Brush and ambushed her on the road? How could he have known her fatal weakness? The Qi Lian beauty, tightly bound by phoenix silk behind her back, had fire in her eyes. "You old bastard, release me quickly! If you delay the beauty pageant, I'll have my sisters come and destroy this broken Immortal Abode of yours!" she shouted repeatedly, struggling with all her might! Master Ping walked over, caressed her extremely full breasts that seemed on the verge of bursting through her clothes, and chuckled. "Don't be in such a hurry. Let's play, just play..." "Take your corpse hands off me! You immortal old man, still lusting after young meat? Don't you look at yourself, do you think you're a match for me in one round?" The beauty's feet were also bound, so she could only hop backward, looking quite comical. Master Ping didn't force her. He knew that here, in his Azure Sea Immortal Abode, there would be plenty of time to play. He stood and whistled. Two "ga ga" sounds approached from afar, and in an instant, they were above his head. It turned out to be a pair of male and female great eagles! The male eagle was a丈 (zhang) long, with a wingspan of seventeen or eighteen chi. The female eagle was smaller, but still nine chi or so, with a wingspan of about fifteen chi. They were truly a rare pair of great eagles! Master Ping smiled and said, "Good birds, quickly go and report to my disciple that I have returned." He flicked two eggs from his fingers. Their speed was incredible, but the two eagles were even faster. After catching and swallowing the eggs, they let out two joyful cries and flew towards the west. "You all must bear with me. Please sit down first. My disciple will be here shortly with a grand sedan chair to pick you up." Master Ping sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest. The Qi Lian beauty was furious. She had never been so insulted in her life. If it had been a handsome young man, she might have accepted it, but being bound and groped by an old man for two days, her anger was simply uncontrollable. Seeing Master Ping disregard her pain and humiliation from being bound, she was about to curse him loudly! "Hey, Tao Xiaoying, if you want to suffer less, don't waste your spittle!" Yin Ya said coldly. "What's it to you! You, how do you know my name?" the beauty asked, confused. "The 'Qi Lian Sect' doesn't have any outstanding individuals. Their martial arts are mediocre and unknown. However, there is someone within who boasts of being the most beautiful woman in the world, known as the 'Princess of Boasts,' who has gained some fame in the jianghu!" "You, you dare to mock me! Hmph, I know who you are too. But who is the most beautiful will be decided by the martial arts beauty pageant. You, who are so pathetic that you're tied up like this, know in your heart whether you have the qualifications!" Princess Tao was naturally startled and tried to push Mr. Bi away. But Mr. Bi was waiting for her to swing her hand behind her. She grabbed Tao Xiaoying's left hand as she retaliated, twisted it, and pushed it forcefully against the back of her head. The pain made Tao Xiaoying's body go limp, her strength vanishing in an instant, only letting out a yelp of pain. Mr. Bi chuckled coldly, his hand clamped tightly over her mouth, preventing her from crying out for help. Seeing Tao Xiaoying's body go limp as if she had given up struggling, knowing her maneuver had worked, Mr. Bi quickly tore off a strip of Tao Xiaoying's clothing and stuffed it into her mouth. Tao Xiaoying, realizing she was subdued, naturally didn't want to surrender. Her only free right hand desperately pulled out a crystal-clear thin rope from her chest. Mr. Bi's eyes were sharp, and he found the rope strange. Could it be another venomous snake? One snake had already put her in a sorry state, and she didn't want to repeat that. She lightning-fastly grabbed the rope that was about to fly out. At this moment, Tao Xiaoying's face lit up with joy. What was going on? Mr. Bi sat on Tao Xiaoying, naturally not noticing. She grabbed the thin rope and examined it. Apart from its peculiar color, it wasn't alive, so she tossed it aside. She twisted Tao Xiaoying's hands behind her back, but... Tao Xiaoying began to struggle violently, almost making it impossible for Mr. Bi to control her. She had to use one hand to hold Tao's hands and the other to reach into Tao's bra! Her intuition told her she must have hidden something else. As expected, under Tao Xiaoying's terrified gaze, she found two silver-white thin ropes. Perfect! Mr. Bi unceremoniously brought Tao Xiaoying's wrists together and tied them firmly behind her back. Then, she tightly bound her arms together from above the elbows, preventing her from using her fingers to untie herself. Next, she pulled off a section of vine and tied it around Tao Xiaoying's knees, leaving about a five-inch gap between them. This way, she could only shuffle slowly, making escape impossible. With that done, she stood up from Tao Xiaoying's body with satisfaction and helped Tao Xiaoying up. Tao Xiaoying didn't struggle, knowing she was bound by the Ice Silk, one of the Six Divine Artifacts, and couldn't escape. She resigned herself to her fate. However, looking at her expression, she didn't seem very scared? What could be the reason for this? Mr. Bi clapped her hands and chuckled, "This time, I've caught you. Do you know what the consequences will be?" Tao Xiaoying's mouth was stuffed with cloth, and she could only whimper, unable to speak. Mr. Bi ignored her, picked up the crystal-clear thin rope from the ground, and naturally tied it around her waist, pushing Tao Xiaoying, who stumbled, towards the sea. ... "Hurry up, you slut!" Mr. Bi had already stripped Tao Xiaoying and was wearing her clothes. She was using the crystal-clear thin rope to whip Tao Xiaoying's bare buttocks. The poor Princess Tao was already so tormented that she could barely walk... Her mature and beautiful body was crisscrossed with many thin ropes. Two thin ropes passed over her full breasts, securing her arms tightly behind her body. One rope went from behind her soft neck, under her armpits, and another crossed in an 'X' shape between her breasts! Several thin ropes also wrapped horizontally around her beautiful, flat abdomen, securing her forearms behind her so they couldn't be brought to her sides. And another, quite lewdly, passed from her private parts, between her thighs, to her buttocks, then to her waist, and finally was securely tied to the Ice Silk that bound Princess Tao's wrists! This firm and tight binding, far from appearing chaotic, was actually pleasing to the eye! The ropes bound Tao Xiaoying like a beautiful package. Her beautiful skin, reflecting light under the sun, seemed even more dazzling under the tight restraint of the thin ropes! Tao Xiaoying's feet were now free because Mr. Bi knew she couldn't possibly escape and was impatient with her slow pace. However, her mouth was not so lucky. Mr. Bi found a small apple and wedged it between her teeth, then used some tape to seal her mouth shut. Imagine, the apple tightly jammed between Tao Xiaoying's teeth, impossible to bite down or spit out, making it difficult to even inhale, let alone speak. Driven by Mr. Bi, Tao Xiaoying had no choice but to walk forward. However, looking at the direction Mr. Bi was pointing, a faint smile suddenly appeared on her face. This was the third strange smile she had given. Anyone with a bit of alertness should have noticed, but Mr. Bi was proud and arrogant, disdaining to notice the other party's unusual behavior. To her, a beautiful female captive could never escape her grasp. Perhaps, Mr. Bi should have some regrets this time. Because on that path, Lord Ping and Overlord had already ambushed elite soldiers and generals, and the most formidable move was—she hadn't actually captured Tao Xiaoying, but a false image created by Lord Ping's fourth level of the Undying Divine Skill, "Illusion." Of course, the bound woman was indeed beautiful, but after using the illusion, Lord Ping made Mr. Bi believe she was Tao Xiaoying! And the two strands of Ice Silk and the Immortal Binding Rope on Tao Xiaoying's body were originally intended to bind Mr. Bi, but due to a moment of carelessness, she was captured instead. However, clearly, the arrogant Mr. Bi hadn't noticed these things. She didn't even know the power of this Immortal Binding Rope! (Let's recall the Six Divine Artifacts for subduing women: Ice and Fire Handcuffs, Immortal Binding Rope, Phoenix Capturing Silk, Ice Silk, Heavenly Dragon Rope, and Heavenly Silkworm Rope. The Immortal Binding Rope ranking second, its power can be imagined!) Mr. Bi didn't notice and continued to whip the "Tao Xiaoying's" buttocks as she walked towards the sea. After passing through the forest, a mountain stood in front of them. Mr. Bi blinked, "Strange, I don't remember there being this mountain before!" She finally showed some alertness, but the attackers also appeared simultaneously! Dozens of burly men in tight-fitting clothes suddenly emerged from the ground, their faces covered with black cloth. As soon as they appeared, they brandished ropes and nets and lunged at Mr. Bi! Mr. Bi, however, was not intimidated by these incompetent shrimp. She roared, "You're courting death!" She unleashed fifty percent of her Jade Goddess Divine Skill's power with a wave of her palm, and the dozens of men tumbled to the ground like gourds, stumbling in disarray. Seeing this, Mr. Bi couldn't help but reveal a seductive smile. This was the fourth stance of the Jade Goddess Divine Skill. Ever since she resumed wearing women's clothing, she often felt like smiling, unaware that her smile could cause countless men to perish... Lord Ping and Overlord, who were perched in the trees, knew Mr. Bi was a super beauty. They had already composed themselves, but at Mr. Bi's string of smiles, their bones instantly softened, and they both fell from the trees in unison. The dozens of burly men had long since lost their souls and ascended to paradise! Lord Ping, practicing the Undying Divine Skill, was relatively unaffected and quickly recovered. Overlord, however, was drooling and his eyes were vacant. It was clear that seeing Mr. Bi up close in her female form had enchanted him. Lord Ping, of course, dared not look and quickly channeled his divine skill into Overlord, restoring him to normal! Mr. Bi saw Lord Ping and Overlord fall, was startled at first, then thought, "My Jade Goddess Divine Skill should have immense destructive power against perverts. They definitely couldn't withstand the fourth level of the Jade Goddess Divine Skill!" Thinking this, she chuckled, "Gentlemen, this little sister greets you." As she spoke and approached, a powerful magnetic force emanated from her. Overlord's face turned red, and he spat a mouthful of blood towards the sky, finally unable to resist Mr. Bi's earth-shattering charm and fainted first! Lord Ping was covered in sweat. Although his Undying Divine Skill was the world's foremost profound art, facing such a great beauty, he couldn't use it at all. It was like the saying, "Heroes find it hard to pass the beauty's test." He had actually forgotten about the Divine Artifact—the Immortal Binding Rope—held by the fake Tao Xiaoying he had sent! He slowly retreated, his eyes fixed on the ground, daring not to look up. In fact, if he had looked up, he would have seen the heavily bound "Tao Xiaoying" signaling him. The only way he could think of to subdue her was to use the Ice and Fire Handcuffs he had on him! "No!" Lord Ping knew the power of the Ice and Fire Handcuffs and might injure Mr. Bi. Such a beauty absolutely couldn't be harmed! It was over. Lord Ping's face turned red. The magic of the Jade Goddess Divine Skill had entered his body. Was he also going to faint like Overlord? Illusions began to appear in his eyes. Countless naked, stunningly beautiful Ms. Bi figures danced before him. He began to reach out and grasp these illusions, his appearance already dazed. Seeing this, Mr. Bi chuckled and slightly restrained her power. It was this slight restraint that gave Lord Ping an opportunity! His consciousness suddenly cleared. He saw the Immortal Binding Rope tied around Mr. Bi's waist. He closed his eyes and frantically chanted a string of incantations... The Immortal Binding Rope tied around Mr. Bi's waist suddenly began to writhe, and Mr. Bi, for some unknown reason, suddenly fell to the ground! What was happening? As Lord Ping shouted, "Bind her!" the Immortal Binding Rope, as if possessing sentience, bound Mr. Bi tightly in a spread-eagle position. The rope bound her skillfully. Her wrists were tied behind her back, her elbows tightly wrapped together, her chest was bound extremely tightly between the top and bottom, and several strands of rope on her abdomen and hips secured Mr. Bi's wrists firmly to her buttocks! Her thighs, near the knees, her calves, near the knees, and her ankles were all securely bound! Mr. Bi was utterly shocked. She didn't know what was happening! She had clearly tried to dodge, but she couldn't, and in the blink of an eye, she was bound in this state. How could she not panic? She struggled, struggled... She began to struggle desperately! Alas, it was useless. The Immortal Binding Rope was specifically designed to bind beautiful women. It was said that the more beautiful a woman was, the more securely it bound her. Mr. Bi was so unlucky; who told her she looked like a celestial being? Struggling was futile. The rope acted like a bungee cord; it loosened slightly when she exerted force, and tightened immediately when her force relaxed. Mr. Bi finally despaired... The Jade Goddess Divine Skill had no effect on the rope. "This book," replied Elder Ping, untying Chunhe's thin cords with keen interest, "is the culmination of my 25 years of effort! I made copies for 'The Demon of Lust,' 'The Vixen,' and Elder Carving back then. The original is still with me. If you wish to see it, hehe, I'll ensure you get your fill." Yuxian wanted to chime in, but seeing Yin Ya and Butterfly blushing furiously, she dared not speak. Thinking about it carefully, it truly wasn't fun. Her hands had been bound for days, and she was on the verge of going mad from the discomfort. If Elder Ping were to tie her up in all sorts of ways day and night with various ropes, and then torment, insult, and rape her, it would be too horrific. The more she thought about it, the more her heart chilled. Yuxian couldn't help but plead with Elder Ping, "Elder Ping, we're home now. Can you untie me first?" "Heh heh, let me deal with my disciple first. You can watch now, so when I play with you later, you won't be so shocked. No matter how chaste a woman is, her fate in my hands is singular: my slave!" Elder Ping's lecherous, dry laughter silenced Yuxian and the other women. A terrifying fate was quietly descending upon them. They were in deep trouble! After his sinister chuckle, Elder Ping turned and ordered Chunhe, "Kneel down first. I'll switch to something more comfortable for you..." Chunhe was startled at first, but intimidated by Elder Ping's usual lecherous authority, her knees naturally dropped to the ground. Elder Ping opened a large bundle he carried and took out a pile of ropes, placing them on the ground. Chunhe's face turned pale as she saw Elder Ping pick up a hemp rope as thick as her finger. "Master, what... what did I do wrong again?" "Heh heh, you did nothing wrong. But to show you have no divided loyalty towards me, I must tie you up again. It's your good fortune that your master isn't using rice noodles to tie you! But since you've made a mistake, shouldn't you be punished?" Seeing her master roughly tie her arms behind her back, Chunhe slumped dejectedly onto the ground. When will I escape this fate? Who can save me? Heavens, look at me, am I still a woman? With her hands bound behind her back, her breasts lost their covering and were exposed to everyone's gaze. Chunhe desperately tried to wriggle her hands, attempting to free her wrists from the secure ropes. Elder Ping's hand slid like a snake into Chunhe's secret orifice. A mix of stimulation and pain coursed through her, and Chunhe's thighs clamped shut, trying to resist the rough, old hand. But hands are not inanimate. One hand was trapped between her legs, while the other violently pinched Chunhe's tender flesh. This forceful tug brought tears and snot streaming down Chunhe's face. "Hahaha, exhilarating! Disciple, continue..." Elder Ping's brutal reign of terror had begun! His gaze fell upon the inner thighs he had forcefully spread apart. Saliva involuntarily dripped onto the ground. His glans, stiff and erect in his trousers, pulsed with each thrust. Elder Ping's sexual prowess had not diminished with age, a fact that sent cold sweats down the four women, Yuxian and the others. Seeing the lust burning in Elder Ping's eyes, Butterfly grew uneasy. Could those who practiced the immortal divine art truly regain their youth? If it were as powerful as the legends claimed, then trouble. Elder Ping's sexual stamina might be able to handle a hundred women at once. No matter how strong they were, their end would be... Elder Ping was in the throes of his desire and paid no mind to her thoughts. He spread her legs apart, about to retrieve his weapon. But as soon as he released his hands, Chunhe's thighs closed together. This wouldn't do; he needed a wooden stick or something. Elder Ping swiftly chopped a section of a tree trunk, as thick as a child's arm and about six feet long, from a nearby large tree. He smoothed the edges and grinned sinisterly. Chunhe knew what he intended, feeling both shame and fear. "Master, spare your disciple. My lower body still hurts from being penetrated by you all day and night a few days ago. Please, wait a few days..." Elder Ping walked over, forcefully spread her legs apart, placed the wooden stick between them, and tied her legs to the ends of the stick, preventing her from closing them. Then, he began to gently caress her pubic hair with his hand. Feeling her labia contract, he nodded. "It seems you still like to be played with by me. But this is also interesting; it makes Master a bit more excited. If you perform all the unique skills I've taught you, I promise to give you three days of rest!" With the promise, and Elder Ping's hands freely violating her, Chunhe's body was already extremely aroused. As she cried out, "Help! There's a pervert!" Elder Ping, delighted, said, "That's right, keep screaming!" So Chunhe began to scream at the top of her lungs. After she had screamed twice, Elder Ping, with a sinister grin, pounced forward, covered her mouth with his hand, and pressed his entire body onto her! He took out a large pearl the size of his fist and shoved it into her mouth. Her teeth clamped down tightly on the pearl. Chunhe, unable to close her mouth, felt like it was about to split open, but at the same time, a wave of pleasure spread through her entire body. Elder Ping held the pearl tightly in Chunhe's mouth with one hand and took a roll of gauze used for bandaging with the other, wrapping it around her mouth. Seizing a slight loosening of Elder Ping's hand, Chunhe tried to push the pearl out a little. But before she could spit it out, Elder Ping forcefully pried open her teeth and pushed the pearl to the deepest part of her oral cavity! Then, he tightly wrapped her mouth with the gauze to secure it, leaving her only able to emit muffled "mmph mmph" and "ugh ugh" sounds. Elder Ping tore off a piece of tape and stuck it onto the gauze, smoothing it down firmly. With his hands free, he placed them on Chunhe's breasts and lightly flicked her tender nipples. "Mmmph..." Chunhe writhed uncomfortably, her exposed breasts swaying erratically. In Elder Ping's bloodshot eyes, they seemed to float and sway, incredibly alluring. Elder Ping clicked his tongue, licked the saliva that had dripped from his mouth, and buried his head in Chunhe's cleavage! The two mounds of white flesh gently rubbed against each other, soft and seemingly delicious. Elder Ping's tongue licked her cleavage, then gradually moved towards her abdomen. With Chunhe's rapid, tense, and excited breaths, Elder Ping's tongue tip glided over her heaving, soft breasts, then over her flat, tender, white abdomen. Just as Yuxian, Butterfly, and the other women were engrossed in the scene, Elder Ping suddenly opened his mouth and bit down on her erect, vibrant nipple, which had hardened from excitement. "Mmmph!" Chunhe, lying on the ground, trembled violently from the pain! Yuxian and the other women, who had been lost in the moment, were shocked by the sudden turn of events. Their astonishment was beyond words! Elder Ping bit down on her nipple and slowly pulled upwards, stretching her breast until it was long and pointed, quite bizarre. When it reached its peak, he suddenly released his grip, and with a "snap," it sprang back to its original shape. This process of arousal—pain—release brought Chunhe an indescribable sensation. Her core, already quite full, was stimulated by this sudden release, and a liquid began to trickle out! Elder Ping paused for a moment, then laughed. "We haven't even started, and you're already eager. My disciple is more lecherous than her master! Little slut, not yet, we'll play more." He reached under her body, scooped up a handful of her bodily fluid, and smeared it on his face, inhaling deeply through his nose. "So fragrant, so fragrant..." However, Yuxian and the others only smelled a foul, musky odor. "Hey, that's urine she's leaking, are you sick? It stinks!" Tao Xiaoying, though she could close her eyes, couldn't block her nose. The musky smell was unbearable, and she cried out in exasperation. "Hahaha, you're wrong, it's fragrant." Elder Ping tore off Chunhe's original robe and slowly wiped away the fluid from his lower body. Then, he rolled a piece of cloth into a ball and forcefully inserted it into Chunhe's secret orifice. The wild and perverted act was too much for Chunhe to bear. In immense pain, she lost consciousness. The second beauty pageant was held at Baihua Residence. Of course, the hostess, Yu Xian, was unaware. The mastermind behind the scenes had calculated that she would be captured and unable to attend, so they brazenly chose the beautiful Baihua Residence as the venue for the pageant. It was strange, but the venue, which had been deserted and empty just a few days ago, was now packed with over a hundred thousand people! One couldn't believe their eyes! Du Gu Han rubbed his eyes, hoping it was all a dream! He was accompanied by Meng Jiao and Qing Ji, with two carriages following behind him. From the covered carriage in front, a beautiful symphony of moans and groans from men and women embracing, rolling, and having sex continuously emanated. The rear carriage, however, was remarkably quiet. If you've read the previous chapters, you should know who is inside! The front carriage carried Bing Fan and Lü Zhi. At this moment, Bing Fan was once again tied up by Lü Zhi, naked, with his limbs spread apart, bound in the shape of the character "fire." His mouth was also gagged, but not with a dead object. Instead, it was a massive fleshy rod, as thick as a child's arm and about six inches long! At some point, Bing Fan had learned to hold the glans in his mouth and suck forcefully. At this moment, his glans, the rod, and the corners of his mouth were all coated in white viscous fluid. Lü Zhi's head was buried between Bing Fan's legs. The lush, dense forest felt as comfortable as a pillow. His tongue slowly moved in and out, its tip constantly brushing and licking the grass. With his hands, he parted the two red lips, pinching and gently rubbing each one, occasionally breathing hot air into them before continuing to rub and knead… The enormous tiger-like body pressed down on the petite and delicate Bing Fan. With his limbs bound and unable to resist, Bing Fan couldn't help but offer a symbolic, gentle struggle, which was, of course, futile in reducing the pressure. His beautiful breasts heaved slightly, his alluring figure completely exposed. If any passerby outside the carriage were to lift the curtain, it was doubtful they wouldn't spurt blood and die! With the most beautiful woman in the world bound in such a manner, how could any man not be moved? Inside the rear carriage sat two women in silence. They leaned against the carriage walls, their bodies completely wrapped in black robes. Black ropes, emblazoned with a domineering pattern, tightly bound their hands and feet. Their faces were covered with black veils, leaving only two pairs of eyes, which could be described as beautiful, though with faint traces of tears. This was the superficial appearance. Who could have imagined that beneath the black robes, the women's hands were tightly bound behind their backs? Not only were their wrists and elbows secured, but their thumbs were also firmly tied with thin threads. Their fingers were then wrapped in a piece of tiger hide, forced into a clenched fist. Because the tiger hide was tough and tied to their wrists, it was clear that the person who bound them feared their fingers could move freely, posing a threat or aiding in escape. This way, their fingers were forced into fists, rendering them unable to use their dexterity for any action, demonstrating the binder's ingenuity! Their legs were similarly, and even more tightly and densely, bound. Four ropes were tied around their thighs, knees, and ankles, firmly immobilizing every inch of their bodies that could move. Their small boots had long been removed. Their big toes were tied together, and their soles and insteps were also tightly bound with thin ropes, all tied into double knots! An unbelievable method of binding (Damn, I'm writing this, and even I'm getting excited! :)). The reason they were leaning against the carriage walls was that over a dozen cowhide straps had firmly secured their bodies to the walls. Their legs were stretched out and tightly bound to the other side of the carriage with two other ropes, creating a perfect restraint. No matter how the carriage moved or jolted, they could only remain bound in that fixed posture. If no one rescued them, they would absolutely be unable to escape! Their mouths were also meticulously gagged: an elastic ball wrapped in cotton cloth was stuffed into their mouths, and the remaining space around their mouths was filled with soft cloth like handkerchiefs. Then, adhesive gauze was applied to their mouths, followed by over a dozen layers of white gauze wrapped around their mouths. Finally, a strong adhesive like tape was used to seal the gauze, ensuring that every possible point of detachment or air leakage was securely sealed. The gagging allowed them to emit only extremely faint sounds. Under the cover of the specially made carriage's canvas, people outside could hear nothing. Even if they heard something, they would mistake it for a mosquito's buzz. Of course, to prevent any curious individuals from lifting the curtain to investigate, the master binder had already secured it with four or five iron locks. The locks were even filled with lead, so unless one was an absolute master, there was no hope! These two were, naturally, the pitiable "Virgin Cult Leader" Yu Lian and her subordinate Ming Xiu! Three hours before being placed in this specially made "prison carriage," they had been given a hearty meal and the opportunity to use the restroom (otherwise, no one could endure the discomfort of being hungry and needing to relieve themselves!). Now, besides looking at each other, they didn't even have the strength to struggle. They had been struggling for a full two hours, not only failing to gain freedom but also suffering from sore arms and numb legs. Their mouths were so tightly packed that not a single breath of air could enter. They knew that calling for help was also a waste of effort. At this moment, their minds were constantly active, and only their chests, rising and falling due to intense emotions, were in motion. It was a beautiful sight. Yu Lian hadn't expected such an outcome. She thought the worst she could face was death, and what of it? She had violated the cult's doctrines anyway and would have committed suicide sooner or later; it was just that she hadn't had the opportunity. She found it strange that at this moment, she was thinking of Du Gu Han, who had bound her like this. What was he doing now? Thinking of the two beautiful women, Meng Jiao and Qing Ji, snuggling beside him, she felt an indescribable emotion that made her want to kick them far away or swap places with them. She was bound, and they were close; that would be beautiful, perfect. The sweet feeling in her heart grew stronger. Little did she know that from the moment she first saw Du Gu Han, she had fallen for him, and naturally developed feelings of jealousy and rejection towards Meng Jiao and Qing Ji. It was simple, but for the Virgin Cult Leader, it was unimaginable, as she had never had the opportunity in her life to hear, see, or learn such things from her companions or subordinates. Thus, she appeared even more innocent. Falling in love with someone would be an uncontrollable torrent, and now, she was almost drowning in love. Ming Xiu, on the other hand, was thinking: At the beauty pageant, the other three hall masters would surely participate. Perhaps there would be a turn of events then? "You're really troublesome, just lie down obediently." Diao Xue dodged and pushed forward, and Dong Xuexin found herself on the ground. Diao Xue straddled her plump buttocks like a conqueror, tying and tying with rope. Xuexin's thighs were exposed as she lifted her skirt, her snow-white skin igniting Diao Xue's lust. Her legs were neither too fat nor too thin; any more flesh would be too much, any less, too little. They felt smooth as mirrors to the touch, yet were full of elasticity when squeezed. A beauty's legs were truly different! Dong Xuexin's legs were bound together side-by-side. Five ropes of varying thickness were tied firmly around her inner thighs, just above her knees, at her ankles, and around her big toes, all secured with tight knots. Dong Xuexin struggled with all her might, only to realize that such futile resistance only made the ropes tighter and more secure. She had to give up. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Diao Xue, wondering why he had bound her and Sister Murong Qing so tightly. Did he not understand the basic concept of cherishing a woman? As a man, did he have any shame in treating a woman so degradingly? Furthermore, he clearly knew the art of sealing acupoints, yet he chose not to use it, opting instead for ropes and cloth to bind and restrain me. Why? After securely binding Xuexin's legs, Diao Xue slowly began to bind her upper body. He first placed a rope around her neck, threading it through her shoulder sockets and under her armpits, wrapping it around her upper arms several times. Then, he pulled it taut, bringing her elbows together before tying them. The rope was secured between her arms, which, from a certain angle, increased friction and made it difficult to loosen. Of course, any expert would know that from a physics perspective, this method of binding actually saved a lot of effort! The rope was first wound tightly around both elbows a few times, then split into two strands. These strands passed between her arms, one above and one below, and were tied in reverse, so that with a slight tug, her arms were pulled behind her by the rope around her elbows, rendering her unable to move. With her wrists already bound, Diao Xue used another rope to secure her hands behind her back, binding her tightly to her body so that Dong Xuexin could not escape. After finishing his work, Diao Xue reached down and straightened his rigid erection. If he didn't, his pants would be pushed up, which would not only look unsightly but also be somewhat painful. Murong Qing and Dong Xuexin looked at each other, hoping to find a glimmer of hope on each other's faces, but they failed. Their faces, like pears in bloom, were filled with despair! Bound like dead pigs, every inch of their bodies was completely immobilized by the exquisitely tied ropes. As they struggled unconsciously and aimlessly, their full breasts trembled, their slender waists twisted, and their round buttocks spasmed. Their struggles produced a fragrant sweat, a beautiful sight! Diao Xue leaned deeply towards Murong Qing's lower body and inhaled the intoxicating scent of her virginity, his expression one of deep intoxication. Meanwhile, Qianqian, who had lured Diao Xue away earlier, had not reappeared. It wasn't that she didn't want to show herself, nor that she didn't know Xuexin had also fallen into Diao Xue's hands. But wanting to do something was beyond her control now! Her current state was even more dire than Murong Qing and Dong Xuexin's... Two palanquins, carried by sixteen burly men, were approaching Diao Xue's location from the depths of the forest. The footwork of these men was quite impressive; their synchronized and light steps were a clear indication of their skill. Of course, in Diao Xue's eyes, these men were nothing more than trash, and killing them would be as easy as crushing a nest of ants. Therefore, even though he knew they were boldly approaching him, he didn't even glance their way, continuing to admire the captivating charm exuded by the two women after they were bound. The group of men, presumably on the orders of the person in the palanquin, had come to rest. However, when they reached a distance of about ten zhang from Diao Xue, the person in the palanquin extended a hand from the curtain and made a gesture, signaling the palanquin bearers to stop. Master Ping's forehead suddenly showed a mark. "Ha, so it's the ultimate among lustful snakes, the Binding Snake! The pervert left me such a wonderful gift after his death. I should thank him for his 'filial piety,' haha..." Amidst his laughter, he released his hands that had been tightly gripping Princess Tao. He floated out of the room, quietly anticipating the show about to unfold – a beauty wrestling with a snake! He knew the best way to control a Binding Snake was to give it a super beauty. Binding Snakes naturally craved to bind beautiful women but detested men. If one wanted to tame it, the best method was to offer it a "beauty snake" in its eyes! Once the Binding Snake was mesmerized by the beauty, it would obediently follow the man's commands. If he could gain the help of this snake, all the beauties in the world would belong to him, all the masters in the world would die by his hand, the world... haha... Master Ping forgot one thing: Binding Snakes are fickle and prone to change. When they encounter a man with an even more beautiful woman, they will immediately turn on their master and become that man's subordinate. (If I didn't arrange it this way, I'm afraid Duguhan would never be able to rescue Yin Yayuxian and the others from the Azure Sea Immortal Abode. Who told him his martial arts were insufficient? Heh! :) Tao Xiaoying's hands were freed. She moved her arms, wondering why Master Ping had let her go. She heard the strange snake hissing but paid it no mind. With a tap of her toes, she was about to escape from the rooftop. The Binding Snake's ten-odd-zhang body suddenly twitched. The noose formed by its head and tail shot into the air towards Tao Xiaoying. Before Tao Xiaoying could react in surprise, the "noose" had already coiled around her beautiful ankles. "Damn it, what's wrong with this snake?" Tao Xiaoying couldn't speak, of course. These were her inner thoughts. After the Binding Snake expanded, its body became extremely thin, only slightly thicker than a lamp wick. Such a body wrapped around Tao Xiaoying's legs felt like being bound by a rope. Not good. This snake was extremely intelligent. It seemed to mimic human actions, coiling twice around her ankles and tying a knot. Then, it slithered upwards along her thighs. Tao Xiaoying, caught off guard, was bound by the snake around her ankles. Unable to brace herself, she fell from mid-air. Master Ping outside watched, entranced. Was he watching a video recording? Her feet on the ground, Tao Xiaoying reached out and grabbed the snake's head, trying with all her might to pull it off. But it was terrible. This Binding Snake's body was incredibly flexible. The more she pulled, the longer it became. It could even split into two paths. Princess Tao pulled the snake's head, while its tail took the opportunity to coil around Princess Tao's thighs. Once wrapped, its body naturally tightened, like elastic rubber nylon, constricting... With such a tight embrace, Tao Xiaoying could no longer stand steadily. She lay down involuntarily, and the hand holding the snake's head loosened. The snake's head then "whooshed" through Tao Xiaoying's legs and crawled onto Princess Tao's plump buttocks behind her. It hissed through her dress onto her rear. "Wuwu..." Princess Tao was so shocked she nearly ascended to heaven and descended to hell. She cried out desperately. Even though she feared no death, her innate fear of reptiles had always been a woman's greatest weakness. This fear completely robbed her of her ability to resist. She only reached out to swat at the snake's head, preventing it from getting closer, but she neglected the presence of the coiled snake's tail. This was the highly intelligent Binding Snake! The snake's tail continued to coil, reaching her waist, then her chest. It stopped, as if the snake was contemplating something. After a moment, the snake's tail began to bind Tao Xiaoying's full, erect breasts! A wave of youthful heat spread from below to her face. Princess Tao was both ashamed and anxious. She had no choice but to free a hand to grab the snake's tail. However, the snake's head, now free, immediately pulled the slender snake rope and plunged into the honeyed aperture between her legs, quickly tying a knot around her waist. As the snake rope tightened, the lewdly constricting rope in her honeyed aperture burrowed deeper. The slipperiness of the snake rope itself stimulated the inside of her flower hole, causing spasms! "Wuw... wuw..." Princess Tao, overwhelmed with shame and anger, had to once again use a left hand to cover the sticky fluid flowing from below, while the other hand dared not release the snake's tail for even a moment. The snake's head, understanding human nature, slowly crawled on Princess Tao's labia, its tongue occasionally flicking out to lick the fluid flowing from her nether regions, creating an unbearable itch. Princess Tao didn't want to laugh, but the snake's head teased her in every way possible. Sometimes it lightly bit her pubic hair, sometimes it fiercely burrowed into her hole. In no time, the "tickle bug" on Tao Xiaoying's body was awakened, and she let out a muffled laugh, "Hehe..." Her body also writhed uncontrollably. Master Ping in the distance gaped, his saliva pooling on the ground. Princess Tao could no longer bear the strange itch and heat from below. Both her hands were used to protect her lower body, preventing the snake's head from invading again. The snake's tail, of course, would not miss this opportunity. It stretched its body and coiled around Princess Tao's chest, loop after loop. Forming a horizontal '8', it made her already full breasts, which seemed about to burst through her thin outer garment, protrude even more, like two parallel Mount Fujis. The snake's tail hissed a few times. The snake's head suddenly exerted force, breaking free from Princess Tao's grasp. Cooperating with the snake's tail, it fiercely coiled around her left wrist and quickly tied a knot. Tao Xiaoying was almost driven to tears by this strange snake. In her 18 years, she had never been so simultaneously ashamed, angry, crying, and laughing because of a snake. She vowed in her heart that whoever, any great hero, came to help her drive the snake away, she would pledge herself in marriage, and from then on, they would be together forever, never to be separated. The Binding Snake clearly sensed Tao Xiaoying's immense grievance. It became even more excited. Its entire body, like a man's scrotum, actually twitched with tension. (Heavens, this snake should be renamed the Lustful Snake, it would be more fitting!) It bound Princess Tao's left wrist and then crawled backward with all its might. The snake's tail also cooperated perfectly. A marvel! The snake's tail and head, like two brothers, moved with tacit understanding, one in front and one behind, coiling around Princess Tao's body to a place she couldn't see. Princess Tao knew that once she was bound like this, the possibility of escape would be minimal. But all she could do now was look at Master Ping with pitiful, tear-filled eyes, hoping that Master Ping, considering she was after all a delicate young girl, would show a sliver of pity and help her out of this predicament. Master Ping's face glowed with radiance. His once dry, aged face, due to extreme excitement, actually took on a hint of color. He responded to Princess Tao's pleading gaze with a string of eunuch-like cackles. "Miss Tao, don't worry, the Binding Snake won't eat you. It loves beautiful bodies the most. It will be very, very gentle with you." As he finished speaking, the Binding Snake had already bound Tao Xiaoying's hands, which she had desperately resisted, behind her back. The snake's tail continued to coil around her arms, while the snake's head climbed to new heights, stopping above her chest and breathing onto the bulging clothing. Strangely, after a moment, the garments covering her chest, including her inner wear, all peeled away, revealing a vast expanse of white. "Ah, Mount Fuji, it's truly Mount Fuji! Miss Tao's breasts are truly unparalleled, second to none... Tsk tsk... Beautiful..." Master Ping, stunned, then let out another earth-shattering sigh. "Alas, even such a low-level reptile understands the art of perversion... The world has changed! I fear my position as an old pervert will one day be usurped by a junior. At that time... where will I stand?" The snake's poisonous fangs then fell out, turning it into a fangless snake. Among the three types of lustful snakes, the Binding Snake is known as the gentleman snake. After binding a woman, it transforms into a "part" of the woman, sticking closely to her. At the same time, its poisonous fangs fall out, eliminating the worry of accidentally harming the beautiful woman's life. As long as the woman is favored by it, it will protect her. This clearly involves emotional attachment, which is a significant difference from the other two types of lustful snakes. The "Snake Handler" only knows how to have sex with whoever it encounters. Although it never directly kills people, it doesn't distinguish between young and old, mounting whoever it sees. As a result, it has often caused the deaths of many underage girls, making it the lustful snake with the worst morals and reputation (perhaps it's responsible for many cases of rape and murder of young girls in the martial arts world). The "Mutated Divine Dragon," as its name suggests, is an excellent expert at tormenting people. It is proficient in all sorts of techniques, such as SM, enslavement, bondage, manipulation, and perverse manipulation. Of course, every woman it has played with has experienced ecstasy and near-death. Then, at the peak of the woman's orgasm, it injects a special genetic molecule, causing the woman to become pregnant, so that the "Divine Dragon" family can continue its lineage! This snake is the most superior breed among lustful snakes, but unfortunately, it has no emotions whatsoever! Even if the woman it has sex with is killed by an enemy in front of it, or dies from its poisonous fangs, it will not show the slightest attachment! Master Ping saw its poisonous fangs fall out and knew the Binding Snake had been tamed. He walked in. "Heh heh, Binding Snake, Binding Snake, you are truly a good beast. Look at your prey! Oh, the way she looks, truly captivating. No wonder you're also moved." Bound, Princess Tao became radiant, her beauty breathtaking! Her jade breasts, exposed outside her garment, were tender and snow-white, slick to the touch; the snake rope binding her chest was coiled into a heart-stopping horizontal '8', deeply embedded around her full breasts, highlighting her infinite feminine charm and profound meaning; her slender waist, so delicate it could be broken by a gust of wind, was further tightened by the snake rope, revealing her exquisite figure; her plump buttocks were densely covered by the snake rope... There was lust, there was grace, there was unspeakable maidenly shyness, and there was endless newlywed sorrow... Oh, it was a sight to behold! A beautiful woman unable to move, a beautiful woman unable to speak, such a moving expression of sorrow, such a heart-stopping physique. Thinking of her hands bound behind her back, perhaps still struggling desperately, the imagination of her inability to break free... Ah, the old tree has bloomed! The withered wood has regained its spring!! Master Ping exclaimed with great satisfaction, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and reached out to pick up Tao Xiaoying's beautifully bound,粽子-like body, placing it in his arms. The "masterpiece of beauty," as if crafted by divine hands, trembled slightly, its warm, fragrant body undulating like waves in Master Ping's embrace. Touching her springy, soft breasts, his gaze fell upon her moist, undeveloped virginity. Master Ping's heart pounded violently, and the old cucumber below also rose and fell in rhythm. (Heh heh, this Master Ping is quite capable:) Master Ping closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed his mind. Holding the jade beauty firmly in his arms, he strode towards his ideal torture ground, the "Perverted Rope Hell"! He wanted to share this piece of tender meat with Overlord. The beauty kneeling to the left was the most stunning. Hearing this, she seemed unconvinced, "Does the Alliance Leader fear him?" The "Alliance Leader" sighed, "Indeed! His martial arts might be slightly superior to mine! But I'm not meeting him out of fear; I want him to work for me, so..." "Yes! Little Mei will not betray the Alliance Leader's cultivation and will definitely complete the mission!" It turned out the beauty's name was Little Mei. The other three women also agreed in unison. It seemed Little Mei was the leader of the four. Under the "Alliance Leader's" command, Little Mei and the other three women nimbly re-bound Chun He. Her hands and feet were securely tied with tough, thin ropes. Her elbows were bound tightly behind her back, intertwined with ropes wrapped around her chest, pressing her elbows firmly against her body. Her wrists were also tied together with a professional knot, a horizontal and vertical binding that prevented her wrists from escaping the limited space. The more she struggled, the tighter it became. Her thighs, knees, and ankles were also tightly bound together with ropes. Poor Chun He, just freed by Master Ping, was immediately bound again. Her naked body was covered in rope marks, the ropes digging into her skin like venomous snakes. Chun He's veins bulged red on her wrists. Although Little Mei was a petite woman, she possessed great strength, binding Chun He, who was taller than her, like a trussed pig. She then stuffed a cloth into Chun He's mouth, tying a silk handkerchief behind Chun He's head with a tight knot. On the other side, Qiu Mei was much more comfortable. The two women loosened the ropes separating her thighs and then prepared her like Chun He, binding her into a "zongzi" shape. With such bindings, let alone them, even the ten beauties of the martial world, whose martial arts were several times superior, would be helpless! The "Alliance Leader" ordered the two women, bound like "zongzi," to be moved to a hidden ship's cabin and locked up. Then, he instructed Little Mei and the others to stealthily move towards the ship's lower deck. Not wanting to run into Master Ping and needing to complete the plan of abducting the four beauties, they moved very cautiously, afraid of making any noise that might attract Master Ping's attention. The lower deck of the ship had four rooms, and the corridor was very narrow. The four women each stood by a doorway, eavesdropping. Faint whimpering sounds could be heard from one of the rooms. After exchanging a glance, the four women approached the door, unsure of how to proceed. The main concern was whether Master Ping was inside. As a result, they listened and guessed for a considerable time, finally confirming Master Ping was not inside before pushing the door open. It was at this very moment that Master Ping strolled in from the other end of the ship's cabin. Both sides were startled. Master Ping roared, "Who are you?" His hands were already curled into hooks, ready to fight the four women! Little Mei did not answer, inwardly cursing her misfortune. She let out a clear whistle, signaling the "Alliance Leader" on the ship, hoping he would quickly come out to render assistance. The "Alliance Leader," however, could only sigh, "Mission failed," showing no inclination to rescue her. Simultaneously with Little Mei's whistle, Master Ping naturally assumed they had a leader. He therefore wished to capture them as quickly as possible to extract information and deal with the mastermind. In a flash, Master Ping, acting on the principle of capturing the leader first, charged with all his might. In less than the blink of an eye, he had Little Mei's hands twisted behind her back, one hand hooked around her throat. He grinned sinisterly, "Ladies, your leader is in my hands. Will you surrender obediently?" The other three women exchanged glances, clearly accustomed to obeying Little Mei. Seeing her captured, they were at a loss for what to do! Little Mei desperately wanted to cry out, but her throat was held, preventing any sound. Master Ping laughed triumphantly, "Still not obeying? Do you really not want her to live?" Hearing this, the three women successively threw their weapons to the ground, their wrists brought together. It was clear they intended to offer no further resistance and surrender. Master Ping found it somewhat strange. Why were these three like wooden figures? Could they be drug-induced? He examined them closely and immediately understood. Indeed! The three women lacked willpower, controlled by a potent drug, taking orders from Little Mei. With their leader captured, the others naturally didn't know what to do or whom to listen to. Understanding this, Master Ping immediately instructed one of the women, "You, go and tie them up!" The woman looked confused for a moment but still followed the instruction, walking over and binding the other two. And her method was unique! It was still a very tight binding, with elbows and wrists securely fastened. The elbows were bound to the chest, and the wrists were tied to the buttocks, rendering both arms completely immobile! Master Ping marveled inwardly. The person who trained them was definitely an expert! He then taped Little Mei's mouth shut and pressed her face-down onto the ground. He instructed the woman to come and bind her. The binding process was fluid and skilled, the complex knots entangling like a spider's web. Master Ping was stunned. To think such exquisite binding techniques existed in the world! Truly, there was always someone better. Unable to struggle, and filled with shame and anger, Little Mei was bound tightly! Her chest was crisscrossed with ropes, her full breasts bulging through her clothes. Below her neck, the ropes formed a net, one knot interlocking with another, creating countless "diamond shapes." Her forearms were bent parallel to her shoulders and tied behind her back. The rope binding her wrists was tied together with a rope pulled from her neck, suspending her wrists halfway behind her back. Because the ropes binding her chest wrapped around to the back and were tied with the wrist-binding ropes, her arms could only hang downwards, not sideways. And since her forearms were bent, the downward struggling force was very small! Even if she managed to rub downwards, the ropes securely suspending her wrists and the ropes on her shoulders would tighten due to the pulling force. This only served to accentuate her curves and enhance her figure, while only making the ropes on her wrists and arms tighter. Little Mei struggled helplessly for a moment, realizing escape was impossible. Tears of resentment welled up in her eyes. She never imagined that the "Alliance Leader" she had always trusted would abandon her, disregarding her plight. She had even offered herself to him, yet he was truly heartless and unfeeling! Seeing the woman finish binding Little Mei, Master Ping ordered her to tie herself up. Dugu Han was the man, and the three women were Dong Xuexin, Cheng Xintian, and Murong Qing. Each of the three beauties was draped in a knee-length robe. The robes were very narrow and tight, vaguely revealing that their bodies inside were bound tightly by ropes, giving a very lewd impression. "Oh..." Dong Xuexin had accidentally tripped while walking and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Dugu Han was quick and supported her. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu... Brother Han, it's so uncomfortable not having my hands free. Why did you tie my hands behind my back, and so tightly? Wouldn't it be better to tie them in front?" Dugu Han sighed, "If you want the binding to be secure, how can tying them in front be secure? I've even given you special treatment by tying your hands tightly behind your back like a female prisoner and then suspending them, along with the rope around your neck. Look at your sisters..." As he spoke, he unfastened the buttons of Cheng Xintian's outer robe, revealing a beautiful body bound layer by layer with ropes. The ropes were draped over her shoulders,绕 around her armpits, and tied behind her back. Her wrists were suspended high behind her. Four thin ropes crisscrossed her chest, binding her hands firmly behind her, as if they were one with her body. The ropes rubbed against her shoulders and armpits, digging deeply into her skin, clearly indicating that Cheng Xintian had struggled for quite some time. At this moment, Cheng Xintian was truly helpless against the ropes and could only watch as they ravaged her every inch of skin. "Stinky Han, you're unfair! You've tied me up like this, as if I'm the criminal! You have to do the same to her, or I'm done with you!" Cheng Xintian was very indignant and struggled again, but it was in vain, only increasing her pain. Dugu Han had no choice but to take out a few more long, thin ropes from his backpack. Dong Xuexin, seeing this, retreated in shock, "Brother Han, no! I really can't move anymore!" Dugu Han chased after her and grabbed her arm, turning her to face away from him. Dong Xuexin clenched her small hands into fists. Her wrists were bound with thin ropes horizontally and vertically, tied with several tight knots, then pulled between her wrists and wrapped around several times before more tight knots were tied. Even with just this, Dong Xuexin, with her martial arts skills, would have been unable to escape. Coupled with the ropes binding her upper arms and suspending her hands behind her head, her movement was restricted at the joints, making it essentially true that, as Dong Xuexin said, "she really can't move anymore." Dugu Han smiled, "But if you're going to tie, at least tie them fairly. Oh, girl, if you move again, I'll tie your feet too." It turned out that Dong Xuexin, unwilling to be bound, had stomped on Dugu Han's foot forcefully. Hearing that if she didn't behave, even her feet would lose their freedom, she screamed in fear, "Good brother, good Brother Han, don't tie my feet! I'll tie them, I'll tie them for you, okay? Are you really going to tie me up like a zongzi and eat me?" Dugu Han put the rope around her bound wrists and pulled it forcefully downwards, passing through her crotch and pressing against her labia. Even though Dong Xuexin was still innocent, a woman's sensitive parts have nothing to do with age. After being gently pressed and slowly rubbed by the rope, she actually became wet. Dong Xuexin lowered her head in extreme shyness, "Brother Han, do you love that place of mine?" Dugu Han tied one end of the rope to her waist and asked knowingly, "Which place is that?" This made Dong Xuexin even more embarrassed. Cheng Xintian chuckled from the side. Murong Qing made a few "mm-hmm" sounds from the side, signaling for the gag to be removed from her mouth, as she wanted to speak. Dugu Han went over and untied the cloth tied behind her head. She spat out the small piece of clean handkerchief that had been stuffed into her mouth, which was already soaked. "Brother Han, that servant told us to wait here, but we've been pacing back and forth for half an hour and haven't seen a single shadow. Is this a trap?" Murong Qing's mouth felt a little dry, and she couldn't help but lick her lips. Dugu Han touched the rope that had勒ed his neck and tightly bound her hands above her head, asking with concern, "I don't think so. Are you uncomfortable? If you're uncomfortable, I can change the way I tie you." Although the rope, as thick as a child's finger, was fiercely constricting Murong Qing's flawless white jade neck, she still spoke with ease, "If you don't tie me like this, you won't be able to hold me!" Seizing the moment when Duanmu Xue was completely off guard, Dugu Han and Murong Qing lunged forward. Seeing them rush towards her, Xue thought they were going to search behind her and shifted her body. It wasn't until they twisted her arms behind her back, one on each side, that she was greatly shocked. "You... are you gods or ghosts? How can you see me when I'm invisible?" Though restrained, she refused to yield, shouting and kicking her feet wildly. Dugu Han roughly yanked her arms upward, causing tears to stream down her face. "If you don't behave, I'll twist your pretty arm off and feed it to the fish!" Under his threat, Xue had no choice but to comply and surrender. Seeing that she had stopped struggling, Murong Qing released her arms and sat on a chair, watching quietly. "Murong Qing, I never thought it was you who betrayed me!" Smelling a faint fragrance and realizing she was completely exposed to it, she suddenly understood. "Who told you not to listen?" Murong Qing reached up and toyed with her hair. "I don't understand what I've done to offend you." "We can't just watch you walk to your death! Do you know that Lord Ping's two sworn brothers, the Lust Demon and the Lecherous Fox, are on the island? I also heard there's a terrifying Rope Hell, and its leader's martial arts are no less than Lord Ping's. Even if you have extraordinary skills, facing these wolves in heat, I doubt you can escape!" Dugu Han said as he meticulously bound her wrists. These beautiful, slender, and exquisite hands were now completely subjugated by the tightly intertwined ropes. Palms pressed together, wrists aligned, they were bound in a cross-shape behind her. Two ropes between her wrists cinched the minuscule space, firmly securing her wrists as one. The ropes brutally dug into her skin. "Then why do you have to tie me like this, like a prisoner!" Duanmu Xue was still somewhat displeased. After all, being bound like this was a first for her, and it was so tight that it caused her pain. "In Brother Han's eyes, pretty girls are his prisoners. He's not comfortable unless he ties them up, right? Hehe!" Dong Xuexin, who had been silent, couldn't help but tease Dugu Han. Dugu Han's face flushed slightly but quickly returned to normal. Through this period, Dugu Han's face had reached an advanced state of impassivity, truly commendable. Dugu Han brought Duanmu Xue's arms together behind her back as much as possible. When her elbows were almost touching, he used the prepared ropes to bind them. The rope wrapped around her arms several times, then tightened vertically with several knots. It was wrapped again and tied with several more knots, repeating this five times. This method actually involved a lot of skill. The rope was cylindrical, and whether it was a slipknot or a hard knot, external friction (like rubbing the bound arms against a wall corner) could loosen it. Repeated binding and knotting, from a certain perspective, increased the difficulty of untying. It also had an advantage: if someone came to rescue her and couldn't find a sharp object to cut the ropes, they would have to untie them by hand. With so many hard knots, it would take more time to untie them, giving the captors more opportunity to return and stop them. Dugu Han tightened the knots with his hands, confirming that her wrists and elbows were humiliatingly bound against her back. He nodded with satisfaction. "You can't run away like this, can you?" Her hands were exaggeratedly bound together behind her back. To alleviate the pain in her arms, Duanmu Xue had to retract her shoulders as much as possible, which in turn made her full breasts stand out more alluringly. Dugu Han had intended to stop, but seeing the faint blush on the poor girl's face and discovering the "spectacle" before him, he felt it would be a disservice to his eyes if he didn't enhance it further. Thus, he fetched another pile of ropes and placed them at Xue's feet... Xue was startled. "Why are you tying me again? I don't want to!" She hurriedly stood up and retreated backward. Murong Qing jumped behind her and hugged her. "Don't move, don't move, it'll be done soon." As she spoke, she forcefully pressed her down to her knees. Dugu Han chose a very long rope, folded it in half, and then came over to tie it around Xue's chest. The two ends were brought around to the back, coiled several times, and then connected to the ropes binding her elbows behind her. This was done to press her arms more tightly against her body. The sections of rope pressing down on her chest were evenly spaced, neatly compressing this part that women prided themselves on, making the two bright red nipples seem on the verge of bursting forth. Combined with the beautiful woman's娇艳动人 (charming and moving) and羞红满面 (blushing face), it was a magnificent sight from afar. As the saying goes, "Untying is easy, tying is difficult," but Dugu Han had clearly reached a new realm of binding, beyond human imagination. It wasn't just skillful technique or imaginative tying; it was also a new interpretation of beauty, so much so that each "art piece" he "carved" exuded a captivating radiance. This alone, and the extremely tight binding technique, each had its own merits. Dugu Han tenderly stroked the beauty's hair, ignoring her resentful gaze, and continued his artistic journey. He chose another long rope, this time to tie below her chest. Because Xue's waist was slender and smooth, the rope couldn't be secured below her chest. Dugu Han had no choice but to wrap the rope around her body and arms several times before connecting it to the ropes binding her elbows behind her to prevent it from slipping. The rope wrapped around the woman's chest, not only highlighting this part of her anatomy but also making her further lose her freedom and appear helpless... In fact, it was merely an added procedure to increase the viewer's appreciation for the magnificence of a woman's breasts. For many normal men, facing a woman with her hands bound behind her back, without knowing if they were tied, and seeing the tight ropes above and below her chest, would generate imagination, and this imagination would bring men infinite longing and desire. "So beautiful..." Cheng Xintian praised without reservation. "Unlike my husband, who ties me with finger-thick hemp ropes from neck to ankle every day, making me like a wooden doll. There's no romance." Xue blushed and shouted, "I never thought a dignified chivalrous hero from the Central Plains would be so incompetent that he could only tie women!" Dugu Han grunted. "Firstly, I'm not some Central Plains chivalrous hero; I'm just an unknown nobody. Secondly, I do have skills, otherwise, how could I have captured you? And lastly, regarding me only knowing how to tie women, you're mistaken, hehe! I also know how to bind women, lock women, hang women, fetter women, and tether women!" Duanmu Xue protested, "It all means the same thing! I think you're a young man with no stamina, relying on this to stimulate your little brother!" Dugu Han chuckled. "You could say that. But my situation is more like having abundant energy and pent-up anger. If I don't stimulate myself, it might be harmful to my body." Murong Qing, Dong Xuexin, Cheng Xintian, and even Duanmu Xue were taken aback. After all, they were all normal girls around 20 years old, and hearing a man talk about sex made them a bit shy. "Let's stop fooling around. Xue, you said you'd take us to Binhai Xianju. Where is this now?" Murong Qing was still cautious.