She remembered that she was still deep underground, with no idea how to get out. She walked to a place where the rubble above was low, leaped up with her qinggong, and gave it a gentle push. Seeing that the rubble was a little loose, she channeled a bit more energy, wanting to shatter it and escape.
Although Mo Xingyun had his eyes closed, he knew what was happening. His face instantly paled with shock. He saw the young woman break through a piece of rubble, and the surrounding stones immediately began to collapse and fall. It looked as if they were about to be buried alive.
The young woman screamed. Mo Xingyun instantly retracted his internal energy, leaped forward, and grabbed her slender waist. He unleashed a torrent of inner force, striking upwards with a shockwave. In an instant, sunlight from the outside world poured in. The stones were blasted to either side, and while rubble continued to slide down, it formed a vertical channel leading upwards above their heads.
Mo Xingyun shouted loudly, "What were you thinking! Are you trying to get yourself killed!"
The young woman clung to Mo Xingyun's chest and waist as if he were a lifeline, burying her face in his chest. Seeing the stones blasted away, she thought to herself that this man's martial arts were incredibly powerful, truly formidable.
However, she had been pampered and spoiled since childhood, she was treated like a princess by all. Being scolded like this left her feeling indignant. Pouting in his arms, she said, "I... I didn't know it would turn out like this!"
Mo Xingyun shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself that he had truly run into a young mistress. He also secretly pondered who exactly she was from the Immortal Palace.
He said, "Alright, step on my shoulders. In a moment, I'll grab onto these rocks and jump up. When I'm in mid-air, use that upward momentum and jump again. You should be able to reach the top."
"What about you? How will you get out?" the young woman asked.
"I have my own way. It's not hard for one person to get out."
Seeing that Mo Xyun said so, the young woman didn't ask any further. She leaped up and placed her feet on Mo Xingyun's shoulders. Her body was light, and Mo Xingyun didn't feel much of a burden.
Mo Xingyun glanced sideways and saw that the young woman's high heels had fallen off somewhere. Her two fair, snow-white, and beautiful feet were bare, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, stepping on his shoulders. Her skin was smooth and delicate. Her pink toes, visible through the ultra-thin, sheer stockings, faintly showed her translucent, fair instep. Her beautiful feet gave off a captivating, subtle fragrance. He couldn't help but look up further. Her rounded, snow-white calves and delicate, petite ankle lines were tightly defined by the thin stockings, showing through a hazy, flesh-colored sheen that made one's mouth dry. Above her lovely, tender feet, her long, beautiful legs and the gossamer-thin, transparent flesh-colored stockings were one, extending into her green dress. A faint, elegant fragrance wafted from under her skirt. He could vaguely see that the stockings were thigh-highs, and within them, her skin was very fair and tender. Her legs were pressed tightly together, exuding the charming and alluring temptation of a young woman.
Mo Xingyun was still a virgin, but he had learned many secrets between men and women from his junior martial brothers. At this moment, seeing this young woman's fragrant, delicate, and beautiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel his heart stir and his face flush.
The young woman, however, was unaware of Mo Xingyun's reaction. Standing on his shoulders, she urged in a coquettish voice, "Mountain Demon! Didn't you say you were going to jump up first? Why aren't you moving? Hurry up and jump!"
Mo Xingyun said angrily, "Who's a Mountain Demon? Don't give me a nickname like that, okay? I'm your savior!"
"Hehehe!"
The young woman laughed, her body trembling. Her lovely, stockinged feet gently toyed with Mo Xingyun's shoulders. Her tender, small feet and vermilion-painted toes rubbed against his bare shoulder. The feet in the stockings were as warm and smooth as jade, neat and flawless. Her heels were full and smooth, but her toes were slender and elegant, the red nail polish on them gleaming. The silky, smooth sensation of the stockings was transmitted to him, and Mo Xingyun felt a ticklish feeling in his heart, his face turning redder.
The young woman said with a laugh, "I finally made you angry. I thought my savior was a block of wood. Fine, I don't even know what to call you..."
Mo Xingyun, tired of her teasing, didn't want to engage with her anymore. He grabbed the ankle of her fair, beautiful foot. It felt soft, tender, and smooth in his hand; the sensation of the stockings was delicate and springy. His heart jolted, but he quickly steadied himself. A surge of inner force from his dantian propelled him as he leaped up, bouncing continuously off the stone walls, quickly reaching halfway to the exit.
He shouted, "Go up!" and pushed the young woman's beautiful feet upwards. The young woman's qinggong was graceful and fluid. She grabbed the nearby rocks and, using Mo Xingyun's momentum, leaped upwards. Her green dress fluttered, and her tall, slender figure was like a snow-white flying bird, her posture extremely enchanting and voluptuous, her curves full. Her two jade-like, stockinged long legs danced beneath her skirt. As she leaped, the hem of her light dress rose, revealing the tops of her thighs, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. From Mo Xingyun's angle, he had a fleeting glimpse up her skirt, seeing her round, perfect buttocks. On her pert, tender rear was a narrow, sexy white lace panty.
As the young woman flew upwards, Mo Xingyun halted his descent, stepped on a stone on the opposite wall, and began to jump back and forth, using the rebound to continuously propel himself higher. His internal energy was abundant, his breathing long and steady, and he soon flipped out of the cave opening.
The two of them had escaped with their lives. It was now night outside. The young woman landed on the ground, panting delicately. Seeing Mo Xingyun leap up soon after, she felt an inexplicable joy in her heart. She ran over, took his hand, and said with a smile, "Big Mountain Demon, you're really amazing! Come with me to my home later. I'll have my father and mother reward you handsomely!"
At this moment, the sky was just beginning to lighten. In the faint light of dawn, Mo Xingyun saw her innocent and lively appearance, her beautiful eyes sparkling, her peach-like cheeks smiling. She was truly a stunningly beautiful young woman. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on her jade-like hand and teased her:
"I already told you, I'm not a Mountain Demon. Have you ever seen a Mountain Demon who would risk his life to be a hero and rescue a beautiful young woman? Don't tell me, are you planning to kidnap me to be your bride in the mountain stronghold!"
Teased by him, and with the light outside not as dim as in the cave, she looked up and saw his handsome face. His messy hair gave him a particularly rugged and heroic appearance. Her heart suddenly began to pound like a deer, and her face flushed crimson. She shyly withdrew her small hand and said coyly, "So you're an improper Mountain Demon! Speak! Are you harboring improper intentions towards me!"
Mo Xingyun laughed loudly, "What if I am? I'll act on those improper intentions right now!"
With that, he made as if to assault her. The young woman knew he was just joking with her and wasn't afraid of him. She put her hands on her small waist, pushed her full chest against his, pouted her luscious lips, and said, "Go ahead, then. I'm not afraid of you. Speaking of which, I still don't know your name. Don't tell me Mountain Demons don't have names?"
Mo Xingyun's heart tightened. He hesitated for a moment. Seeing the young woman's innocent yet fiery personality, her charming and beautiful face, her natural grace and charm, looking like a delicate flower blooming in the morning light, he said, "My name is 'Duan Xing'. And you?"
"Duan Xing? What a strange name. Is your surname Duan? Hehe, I was too shy to tell you my given name, but since you saved my life, I'll permit you to call me Miaoshu."
"Lady Miaoshu..."
Mo Xingyun murmured, when he suddenly heard a noise from the nearby mountain path. He was instantly alert and pulled Miaoshu into his arms, rolling with her into the bushes to hide. Miaoshu, seeing him suddenly embrace her, thought he was really going to take liberties with her. Her heart was thrown into turmoil for a moment, but then she saw him lying down with her in the grass and making a 'shush' gesture. She immediately realized the situation was bad.
Not far from the mountain path, a clamor of voices arose. Mo Xingyun, holding her willow waist, used the weeds and shrubs to crawl forward on his stomach. Soon, he saw that in a mountain clearing, the group of black-clad figures who had attacked them were fighting another group.
This other group was also dressed in black, but their style was very different from the first group. Their hems were wider, and they all wore tall black hats with a white cloud-like mark on them.
The two groups of black-clad figures were locked in a fierce battle, the flash of swords and the ring of clashing steel accompanied by shouts and cries. Mo Xingyun looked closely and saw his own junior martial brother in the middle of the fray, locked in a one-on-one duel with what was clearly the leader of the other group of black-clad figures. On the grass at the edge of the two groups, two young women with disheveled clothes lay on the ground, motionless, their condition unknown.
"It's Ajiao and Amie!"
Miaoshu cried out emotionally, breaking free from Mo Xingyun's embrace and running towards the two young women. Mo Xingun's heart sank. Seeing that both groups had noticed them, he worried for Miaoshu's safety and had no choice but to grit his teeth and emerge from the bushes, following behind her.
The two of them rushed to the side of the two young women, Ajiao and Amie. They saw that the two women on the ground were covered in wounds, their clothes torn, and their lower bodies a muddled, bloody mess. Their faces were bruised and swollen. It was a tragic sight.
Miaoshu wailed as she threw herself beside them, "Ajiao! Amie! Wake up, please wake up!"
Mo Xingyun leaned over and checked for breath at their noses. His heart sank. The two women had clearly been dead for some time. Their bodies, white as jade, were covered in wounds, and their private parts were a mangled mess of flesh and blood. It was obvious they had suffered cruel violation before death.
Although he knew his junior martial brothers had always been ruthless in their actions, the women who had been violated before had been strangers to him. Now, sharing this young woman's grief, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.
"Wuwuwu! Ajiao, Amie... how could this happen..."
Miaoshu hugged the two bodies tightly, tears streaming down her face, sobbing uncontrollably. Her whole body was trembling. She was new to the jianghu (martial world) and had never witnessed life and death. Just yesterday, these close companions had been laughing and talking by her side, and now, in the blink of an eye, they were separated by death, having suffered a tragic violation before dying. The experience was a heavy blow to Miaoshu's still-naive heart.
"So it's the great beauty from yesterday. The heavens must have eyes, to not have let you fall to your death. It would have been such a waste if you had died!"
The leader of the demonic cult followers, Fei Mo, repelled the black-clad leader with a single sword strike. He propelled himself with qinggong and landed nimbly in front of Miaoshu and the two bodies. He had an arrogant and domineering air, his effeminate face filled with a ferocious and wild expression.
"You! You demon! You did this to Ajiao and Amie... I'll fight you to the death!"
Overcome with grief and rage, the death of her close companions had driven Miaoshu to a frenzy. She picked up a long sword that had fallen to the ground and charged at Fei Mo without regard for her life, unleashing a series of sharp sword attacks.
Fei Mo, however, dodged and parried with leisurely ease, leering, "Heh heh, those two girls weren't bad either, just too feisty. My brothers and I let them experience the ecstasy of being a woman, but they just wouldn't listen no matter how we tried to teach them. I had no choice but to send them on their way."
"You bastard! I'll take your dog life!" Miaoshu shrieked, her voice hoarse.
Mo Xingyun, watching from the side, saw that Miaoshu was no match for Fei Mo. This bastard of a junior brother was clearly toying with her. He was worried, but he feared that stepping in now would expose his identity. If Lady Miaoshu found out he was also a member of the demonic cult, everything would be over.
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