The Journey to the Lake of the Absolute Colors

"And also, why didn't you tie up Bifan this time? I feel like it's more interesting when she's tied up." Wang Xing nodded in agreement, but after searching many places, he couldn't find any rope. He had to shamelessly ask Xiaoyun for some. Xiaoyun seemed to know what he wanted, her pretty face flushing, but Yun Ruoyan had instructed her to satisfy Wang Xing's requests. She could only find a rope for Wang Xing and hand it to him. Wang Xing took the rope in his hand. Bifan was currently floating on the water, playfully splashing around. Seeing Wang Xing approach with the rope, she happily swam over to him. Her martial arts were superb, and she was an excellent swimmer. Even without using her hands and feet, she could drift freely in the water. Wang Xing unfurled a soft rope and wrapped it around Bifan's slender waist. The rope felt warm and comfortable against her skin, like a pair of gentle hands caressing her. He tied it skillfully, each knot tight and secure, yet not so much as to overly restrict Bifan. The rope snaked upwards, encircling Bifan's delicate waist and passing behind her back, forming an intricate knot. Wang Xing's technique was practiced and fluid; he was like an artist, using the rope to create a beautiful pattern that merged Bifan's body with the element of water. As Wang Xing moved, the rope continued upwards, gently coiling around Bifan's slender wrists. The cord was fine yet strong, like an invisible shackle, binding Bifan closely to him. Bifan felt the touch of the rope, her happy smile unwavering. Wang Xing continued to wind the rope along Bifan's arms, the cords crossing and intertwining to form a lovely design. His movements were light and practiced, securing the rope snugly around Bifan's elbows and upper arms. Bifan felt the restraint of the rope, a slight tightness that caused her brows to furrow slightly, but she offered no resistance. Next, Wang Xing looped the rope around her long legs, using a gentle and practiced hand to bind them firmly together. The rope weaved between her legs, forming an exquisite knot that held her limbs close, accentuating her long and alluring curves. Bifan's breathing quickened slightly, her body trembling subtly, yet she made no struggle, as if bound by an unseen force. Finally, Wang Xing wrapped the rope around Bifan's ankles, the cord softly tightening around her delicate wrists, securing her firmly in the water, allowing Bifan to float on the surface. On the tranquil water, a gentle breeze stirred, and the surface shimmered. Bifan, bound in the water, felt the ripples lap against her skin, a cool sensation. She wore a sheer, flowing gown that swayed with the water, outlining her perfect form. Her skin was as fair and delicate as white jade, like moonlight on the water, emitting a soft glow. Bifan tilted her head slightly, gazing at Wang Xing, her eyes filled with tenderness and resolve. In the water, Bifan and Wang Xing's figures intertwined, like a breathtaking painting, forever etched in each other's hearts. Bound tightly by the rope, Bifan displayed her delicate beauty and lively spirit.

On the stone bed, a person lay bound tightly by ropes, none other than Yun Ruoyan, whom Wang Xing yearned for. Yun Ruoyan lay still on the stone bed, tears welling in her eyes. Her body was secured to it by ropes, her long hair spread out like a dark waterfall, adding an air of mystery and beauty to her. The ropes passed through her wrists, binding her hands firmly. The "Binding Fox" had also used ropes to secure her body to the stone bed, rendering her unable to break free. Her legs were entwined with ropes, bound from her ankles to her thighs, accentuating her perfect curves. The ropes hugged her legs tightly, every inch of her skin held captive. Yun Ruoyan stirred slightly, attempting to find a sliver of freedom. But no matter how hard she struggled, the ropes held her fast, restricting her movements. She felt the pressure of the ropes, her heart filled with anticipation for Wang Xing's rescue, a flicker of struggle and longing in her eyes. The ropes, like invisible hands, caressed her skin, quickening her breath, her nerves trembling. She feared the Binding Fox, and regretted her past provocations. On the stone bed, Yun Ruoyan was like a [X_X] bound by ropes, exuding a peculiar charm and allure. The ropes only enhanced her beauty, her body radiating a mysterious and enchanting aura. The restraint made her even more captivating, weaving a wondrous tableau on Yun Ruoyan. She lay there, bound by ropes, so beautiful, so mysterious, so alluring. Wang Xing, watching from not far away, felt his heart ache with urgency. Yun Ruoyan's acupoints were still unblocked, her body bound by ropes, and she had fallen into the Binding Fox's hands. Yet, it was a small comfort that Yun Ruoyan's clothes remained intact, clearly indicating the Binding Fox had not yet made his move on her. "Huh? Isn't that woman from the Huashan Sect? Why would the Binding Fox tie her up?" So focused was Wang Xing on Yun Ruoyan that he hadn't noticed what was happening nearby. Hearing Bi Fan's words, he followed Bi Fan's gaze and saw, on another stone bed not far away, the Binding Fox tying up another woman. Upon closer inspection, it was Qu Yiyun of the Huashan Sect. "Oh, Brother Liu, the way you tie me up feels so good." Qu Yiyun, far from the demeanor of a disciple from a prestigious sect, wore an expression of insatiable desire, looking at the Binding Fox with utmost coquettishness. The Binding Fox had already tied her hands and feet and was now using ropes to bind her breasts. "Of course, this is how I, the Binding Fox, make my way in the world," the Binding Fox said, tightening the ropes around Qu Yiyun's chest, causing her [X_X] to be squeezed from the base of her breasts, making them appear even more prominent and full. Then, the Binding Fox squeezed her breasts forcefully, eliciting a moan from Qu Yiyun. Her full [X_X] were pressed inward by her undergarments, her sensitive nipples rubbed, making them incredibly soft and tender. "Brother Liu, what are you doing? Why so rough?" Qu Yiyun pouted, giving the Binding Fox a sideways glance. "Heh heh, it'll look better when I bind them later," the Binding Fox replied, wrapping his left arm around Qu Yiyun's slender waist to prevent her escape, while his right hand quickly moved to her left breast, gently grasping and caressing it. "Ah! Brother Liu, you... you're so annoying, don't... it hurts. Be gentler..." Qu Yiyun cried out as the Binding Fox suddenly squeezed her sensitive nipples, the intense stimulation coursing through her body. "Is that so? I can be even more annoying, you know." The Binding Fox grinned wickedly and groped her breasts a few more times before tying a knot on the ropes above her right breast, near her armpit. He then looped the rope over her right breast, around the rope above her [X_X], and down, before winding it back up, slowly tightening it. Finally, the rope went over her left breast and to her [X_X], completing a beautiful and seductive figure-eight binding around her full chest, leaving Qu Yiyun gasping and moaning. The Binding Fox's technique was truly impressive. Just watching it made one's self-control waver. Wang Xing thought, even though he was certain it was the Binding Fox, he still couldn't see the man's true face.

Shi Tongming was utterly astonished by the beautiful woman's actions, momentarily stunned and at a loss for words. His heart pounded erratically as he blurted out, "You... what do you want?" Yun Ruoyao ignored him, offering Shi Tongming a gentle smile before her gaze shifted to Tang Gui. Then, she slowly draped the rope over herself, proceeding to bind herself in front of them. Yun Ruoyao began by tying her feet. She carefully wrapped the rope around her ankles, crossed it over her calves, and then tied a neat knot. The rope tightened around her ankles, rendering her unable to move freely. Her toes twitched slightly, as if sensing something. Next, she delicately threaded the rope around her waist, accentuating her graceful curves, and then tied it behind her back, securing it firmly. She felt the texture of the rope, its tight embrace restricting her body, preventing her from bending freely. Her chest rose and fell, her breaths growing rapid and forceful, as if an internal struggle was unfolding alongside the external binding. Yun Ruoyao continued to meticulously bind her body, her fingers weaving through the rope with practiced ease, demonstrating her familiarity with the art of restraint. The ropes crisscrossed her form, creating a unique and exquisite pattern. The two great heroes before her were utterly mesmerized. Bound tightly by the ropes, her ankles and body held in a firm embrace, Yun Ruoyao was like a fairy from a painting. The ropes dug into her skin, causing her breathing to quicken. Finally, Yun Ruoyao looped the rope around her wrists, tying an elegant bow. She then continued to wrap the rope around her hands. Her martial arts prowess was evident, and she seemed accustomed to self-binding. This difficult maneuver was executed with practiced skill. In a short while, her hands were crossed in front of her chest, bound by a delicate bow. The heavy breaths of the two men grew more pronounced, their muscles twitching uncontrollably. If their acupoints weren't sealed, they would have undoubtedly lunged forward. Cursed by their immobility, they could only sit and endure the raging lust within them. At this moment, Yun Ruoyao was truly a vision of unparalleled beauty. Gazing at her exquisite face, her features as captivating as a painting, her eyes glistening, every smile and glance was the epitome of beauty, utterly unforgettable. Yun Ruoyao noticed their reactions and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. She murmured softly, "Just as I suspected." Then, she slowly raised her eyes and looked at the two men, saying, "If this humble woman's guess is correct, you have both been poisoned by an evil aphrodisiac known as the 'Mystic Maiden's Binding Lust Devouring Technique'."

"Come here." Hearing this, the two walked up to her. Gan Ziyan said, "Yan'er, I heard that the Prince of Xiang's mansion is not far ahead. Do you know?" Fang Yan nodded and said, "Daughter knows, I have also been there..." Before she could finish, the two sisters suddenly felt a numbness in the acupoint on their lower back, and their bodies went limp. It turned out that Gan Ziyan, seeing Fang Yan's suspicion, knew that she could not hide it from her sooner or later. However, she also knew that her martial arts skills were inferior to the two sisters. She had to lure them close and, while they were not paying attention, suddenly struck and sealed their acupoints. She also sealed their mute acupoints to prevent them from crying out. After sealing the acupoints, they were still uneasy. Each took a rope and prepared to tie up the sisters. After Fang Yan's acupoints were sealed, Jiang Huitian leaned in, picked her up with one arm, and carried her into the inner room to tie her up. At the same time, Gan Ziyan carried Fang Heng on her back and took her to her room to begin tying up the sisters. Jiang Huitian placed Fang Yan cross-legged on the bed, then draped the rope over the back of Fang Yan's neck. The two ends of the rope were wrapped around Fang Yan's arms seven or eight times, all the way to her wrists. Then, she twisted Fang Yan's forearms upward, making her hands form a "W" shape. She then tied the rope tightly at the intersection of her wrists. The rope was pulled upward through the loop around her neck, lifting Fang Yan's hands so that they were almost touching the back of her neck. Then, she forcefully lifted Fang Yan's arms and pulled the rope that passed through the loop downward, tightening it until Fang Yan's hands could no longer be lifted. The rope was then tied in a cross shape at the wrists. The rope was wrapped downward around Fang Yan's left and right forearms, then upward around her upper arms, returning to her wrists. This was repeated for several circles, then the left and right arms were brought closer together and wrapped around each other twice. Then, the rope was slowly tightened, making Fang Yan's arms press tighter and tighter against her back, unable to move outward even a bit. Finally, the rope returned to her wrists and was fixed and tied. Afterward, the rope was used to bind Fang Yan's alluring breasts from above and below, with exceptional force. Seven or eight ropes ran along the base of Fang Yan's firm breasts, completely夹ing the smooth and tender breasts between the ropes. This was not all; she also tied a rope vertically between Fang Yan's breasts. Finally, she simply tied a few more ropes in a cross shape, completely binding Fang Yan's breasts. In the center of the cross-tied knot between her firm breasts were two plump cherries, indescribably alluring. "Hoo woo oh oh oh oh oh..." Fang Yan, having been sealed in the mute acupoint, could not speak and could only emit strange groans. The soreness grew more intense. "My dear daughter, when you return to the Prince's mansion, you will have your fun." Jiang Huitian finally tied the rope that bound Fang Yan's breasts to her arms. The binding of her upper body was thus completed. Then, she pulled the rope from Fang Yan's breasts and tightly bound her waist in circles, creating a dense net of ropes. Finally, she pressed down on the constantly struggling beautiful legs and, with a forceful grip, brought them together. Then, without hesitation, she used a rope to tie them together for six consecutive circles, with a vertical knot in the middle. Finally, she even pulled a rope from the heels of her high heels to tie them tightly around her ankles, and also wrapped a circle of rope around her delicate instep, ensuring that these perfect jade feet could not move at all. Afterward, Jiang Huitian continued to pinch and tie Fang Yan's slender calves together in the same manner. Then, she tied two points above and below her knees, and finally tied her thighs with a dead knot. She then used the excess rope to tie a crotch rope, and wrapped it around the plump curve of her buttocks to form a net that tightened her. This was finally connected to the rope net around Fang Yan's waist, making the ropes binding Fang Yan's delicate body a complete whole. Meanwhile, Gan Ziyan's binding of Fang Heng was also underway. She first clasped Fang Heng's two jade-like hands together behind her back and tied them tightly at the wrists with a shorter rope. Then, she used two longer ropes to wrap several circles tightly around her wrists and upper arms, tying two knots with each wrap to prevent the rope from slipping loose if she struggled. After being tied, Fang Heng's hands were naturally folded behind her back, clasped together in the posture of a child praying to Guanyin. She then picked up another longer rope and tied it again at her wrists, then extended the two ends to Fang Heng's shoulders and brought them to the front, tightening them into her armpits and looping back behind her. She then wrapped around her arms twice more, drawing them to her wrists and tying a knot to reinforce the rope binding her arms behind her back. Then, she picked up a long rope and tied it around Fang Heng's slender waist for two circles, tying a dead knot at the back. The two ends of the rope were brought together and pulled upward to the rope binding Fang Heng's wrists, and then wrapped and tied together. Afterward, she picked up a rope and tied several circles horizontally around Fang Heng's full and bulging breasts, tying a dead knot, which made Fang Heng's breasts appear even more magnificent. Finally, she forcefully bent Fang Heng's legs and tied her calves and thighs together. After securely and tightly binding the sisters, they were each placed in a cloth bag. Each person carried one on their back and headed towards the Prince of Xiang's mansion. It was late, and there were no people on the street. The two carried the sisters, and no one discovered them along the way. Even if someone saw them, seeing their swift movements, they would know they were people of the martial arts world, and ordinary families would not dare to stop them. The two sisters finally understood everything, but it was too late to regret it. They could only curse themselves for their foolishness, and Fang Heng's tears flowed uncontrollably from anxiety. Jiang Huitian arrived at the gate of the Prince of Xiang's mansion. Several guards stepped forward to block them and shouted, "Who are you? Stop right there!" Jiang Huitian quickly said, "I am Master Tong's junior brother. I have something urgent to see him about. Please announce me."