Chapter 246: Ye Wenxin’s Adept Movements (Third Update)

Ye Wenxin ignored that statement and walked towards Madam Yu. She began to skillfully remove Madam Yu’s clothes; her movements were quick, showing no hint of any inappropriate intent.

Madam Yu felt even more embarrassed and annoyed, but she didn’t want to show her discomfort, so she tried to find something to talk about.

“Your movements are quite adept.”

However, such praise brought Ye Wenxin no joy. She looked up at Madam Yu with a melancholic gaze. “It’s nothing. I used to be a maid.” In fact, Ye Wenxin did have a period when she worked as a maid, but she had only ever served Long Qingyue.

Madam Yu sighed, relieved. She had expected Ye Wenxin to say something provocative again, so the normal response made her a bit uneasy.

But looking closer, there was no strange emotion in Ye Wenxin’s eyes at all. Although Madam Yu felt embarrassed, she still tried her best to maintain her adult dignity.

“Miss Wenxin, how old are you?”

“Fourteen. I remember telling you that last time.” Ye Wenxin noticed Madam Yu’s nervousness. She was now at the final stage of undressing her, hesitating over the last two pieces of clothing, unsure how to proceed.

“How many Dao companions do you have?” Madam Yu asked again, and Ye Wenxin couldn’t help but laugh.

“What are you laughing at?” Madam Yu glared at her again, not understanding why her effort to find a topic to ease their awkwardness was making her feel even more embarrassed.

“It’s nothing; I just remembered you’re the mother of a twelve-year-old child. It reminds me of the neighbor lady who always tries to set me up with someone.”

Seeing that Madam Yu had relaxed a bit, Ye Wenxin finally sighed with relief, and took off Madam Yu’s dudou¹ while she was still distracted.

Madam Yu instinctively attempted to cover herself. It wasn’t the first time Ye Wenxin had exposed her like this, but each time Madam Yu recalled herself in this state, she felt deeply embarrassed.

A faint blush tinged her pale face again, but Ye Wenxin didn’t linger to appreciate it; she swiftly removed the last piece of fabric. At this moment, Madam Yu struggled to cover both her upper and lower body, and she awkwardly shifted her posture.

Ye Wenxin couldn’t help stealing a few more glances, but she did so discreetly out of the corner of her eye. She knew Madam Yu was shy, so she naturally refrained from further provoking her sense of shame.

With the first step completed, Ye Wenxin took out a rope from her bag of holding.

The bright red rope was quite striking, and was a type of steel wire rope that was relatively rare in this world. Although called steel wire, it was actually made from a more special material.

Blades and spears couldn’t cut through it; it was very sturdy, would tighten the more it was wound. It was generally used for binding prisoners.

Ever since Ye Wenxin witnessed what the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles could do, she harbored interest in this kind of bondage play-like treatment method, so she paid big money to purchase this rope.

She never expected her first experimental subject for this would be a woman.

Ye Wenxin steeled her mind and tried to maintain a calm attitude. “Then I’ll just start tying the rope.”

“Must we do it like this?”

“Yes, I have to hang you up so the Yin energy can leak out,” answered Ye Wenxin. Just as she stretched out her hand to touch, she felt Madam Yu shaking violently for a moment.

Suddenly, Ye Wenxin also felt a little sorry. Feigning a cough, she quickly tied the rope in such a way that it could support Madam Yu hanging down from the carriage ceiling.

Madam Yu had already stopped talking. She just clenched her teeth tightly and let Ye Wenxin do whatever she pleased.

Yet, her eyes burned with a strong resentment. Even if she knew Ye Wenxin was treating her, some part of her couldn’t help feeling that Ye Wenxin was deliberately doing this to embarrass her.

But as she already promised Qiao Ni, no matter what happened, she would let Ye Wenxin do her thing. If this Ye Wenxin truly had obscene intentions…

Madam Yu, glancing at the knife not far away, made up her mind.

“Alright, relax; I’ll guide the process with my Qi. It may be very painful, but I’ve used a soundproofing talisman, so you don’t need to hold back,” Ye Wenxin continued to remind her.

She kindly picked up the two Ye Wenxin dolls from the ground and placed them in Madam Yu’s hands, so she would have something to grab onto in case the pain became unbearable, preventing her from hurting herself.

Madam Yu nodded slightly. Ye Wenxin gently lifted her body and then picked up the red rope, creating a striking posture within the carriage.

The lines of Madam Yu’s body were accentuated, exuding such an extravagant allure that Ye Wenxin couldn’t help but swallow hard, feeling that Madam Yu’s current appearance was overwhelmingly tempting.

Only a beauty like Madam Yu, who could still reveal her elegance even in such a vulnerable statem, could match such a red rope. Madam Yu tilted her head, increasingly regretting agreeing to Qiao Ni’s foolish request.

On reflection, how could there be such an absurd binding treatment in this world? But she had already been deceived, and Ye Wenxin wasn’t giving her any chance to back out.

“I’m going to start now.” Ye Wenxin’s voice dropped two tones as she took out a silver needle from her bag of holding. Madam Yu felt dizzy at the sight but still nodded.

The next moment, the silver needle pricked her. Just the first needle made Madam Yu almost faint from the pain. Simultaneously, the Qi being channeled into her body was combating the Yin energy inside her.

With the second needle, cold sweat broke out all over Madam Yu. She felt as if the pain was tearing her body apart. Bound as she was, she couldn’t move, so she clutched the dolls tightly, desperately trying to suppress her emotions.

On the third needle, Madam Yu panted heavily, staring intently at Ye Wenxin as if trying to distract herself from the pain.

Ye Wenxin wasn’t having an easy time either. She usually sealed her cultivation to appear weaker, but the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles required Qi to support each needle. So, after only three needles, her Qi was nearly exhausted.

Realizing there were still five needles left, she had to unseal several layers of her cultivation.

Madam Yu was in excruciating pain, but stubbornly refused to make a sound. Her tight grip nearly decapitated the ‘Ye Wenxin dolls’ in her hands, indicating the immense pain she was enduring.

The fifth needle… the sixth needle…

“Hang in there; passing out won’t do any good.” At the same time, the binding of the red rope prevented the Yin energy from wreaking havoc inside her body, forcing it to escape from Madam Yu’s body.

More and more black mist gathered but showed no intention of dispersing. Instead, it became part of Madam Yu’s black and red skeletal aura.

Ye Wenxin couldn’t help but feel that the skeleton’s appearance had subtly changed, though she couldn’t be sure if it was just her imagination.

Ye Wenxin had no time to inspect it closely. She continued with the seventh and eighth needles. Madam Yu let out a loud scream and fainted.

Seeing the situation deteriorate, Ye Wenxin quickly slapped Madam Yu’s backside hard, forcibly pulling the unconscious Madam Yu back from the brink of fainting.

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Footnotes:

1. – Previously translated as ‘bellyband’, I’ve decided to use the original Chinese name, ’cause bellyband can be quite confusing.
   
   For those that don’t know what a dudou is, it’s essentially a diamond-shaped fabric worn under the clothes, covering the front of the torso, with strings tying around the neck and the middle. Kinda like an apron, but not as long. ↩︎