I'm No Heroine, But I Draw the Line at Trash
The stronghold's courtyard had already devolved into a massive slaughterhouse and mating ground for beasts who had cast off any semblance of humanity.
Under the flickering glow of the bonfire, the kidnapped women were forced to kneel in a row, their hips thrust high into the air.
Their pale bodies glistened, slick with a sickening mixture of sweat, semen, and tears.
The bandits clung to them like animals, thrusting their hips in a frenzied rhythm with their trousers pooled around their ankles.
Slap! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The vulgar, wet slapping of flesh against flesh echoed through the night air.
Each time the bandits' pelvises ruthlessly slammed into the women's buttocks, their soft flesh rippled like waves.
"Ugh... sob... Please..."
The women's souls seemed to have already departed, leaving them to stare blankly at the dirt floor with hollow, unfocused eyes.
Only faint, broken whimpers escaped their lips; they had no strength left to resist.
Squelch, squelch, squirt, squelch!
As the massive, brutal shafts relentlessly tore in and out of their vaginal walls, a muddy mixture of clear lubrication and white semen oozed out, producing a sickeningly wet, squelching sound.
From the rear passages of several women, thick white fluid was already overflowing, trickling down their thighs in sticky streams.
"Alright, you bastards! Let's make a bet on who can pump the most seed the deepest, right until their wombs burst! The loser gets no share of the silver we plunder tomorrow!"
"Hahaha! Don't you worry, boss! My cock is already about to burst! I'm gonna fill this bitch up with a whole bucketful tonight!"
The bandits panted like beasts, cackling at one another without slowing their frantic thrusts for even a second.
One grabbed a woman's hair, yanking her head back to drive himself even deeper like a rabid animal. Another kneaded a woman's breasts like raw meat, biting down on her swollen nipples as if trying to tear them off with his teeth.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Aaah! Please... stop... Aaah...!"
When a woman finally screamed, unable to bear the agony, the bandit behind her only grew more aroused by her despair, thrusting his hips with savage intensity.
"Urgh! Take my seed deep inside your belly, you whore!"
Splat! Spurt, squirt!
Finally, buried to the very hilt, his body shuddered violently as he began to unleash a torrent of hot semen.
Once, twice, thrice... a long, thick release.
An immense volume of white fluid flooded inside, enough to make her lower abdomen visibly swell.
Witnessing this, the other bandits were swept into a frenzy, ruthlessly ravaging the women's bodies as they drove themselves to the brink of climax.
The raw, fishy stench of sex mingled with the smoke of the bonfires, choking the entire stronghold in a foul odor.
"..."
Stepping past the wooden palisade, the hellish scene burned itself into my eyes with raw clarity.
Normally, I might have watched with amusement while secretly playing with my own fingers, but this was different.
This sickening display of rape against utterly defenseless women completely froze over even my degenerate kinks.
My blue-green eyes darkened ominously, radiating a chilling, razor-sharp murderous intent.
"...Disgusting bastards. You're ruining my appetite."
My cold voice sliced through the night air.
Deep within my dantian, the Taeeul Divine Maiden Heart Sutra surged violently, sending waves of energy rippling across my entire body.
"Huh? What's this?"
The sub-leader, Dokni, who was currently thrusting his cock into a woman's rear passage, was the first to notice me.
With his shaft still buried inside her, he turned his head and shamelessly scanned me from head to toe.
My pink silk robes shimmering under the moonlight, my mysterious blue-green eyes, and my ethereal beauty.
Faced with such unrealistic elegance, a slimy, greasy greed flickered in Dokni's eyes.
"Well, well, well! It seems the heavens have blessed our Jeokpungchae festival with a grand gift! Where on earth did such a peerless beauty of a bitch roll in from?"
At Dokni's words, the other bandits stopped their thrusting and stared at me in unison.
Their lower halves were still buried in the women's orifices, their members twitching as filthy drool spilled from their lips.
"Boss! That chick is a hundred times hotter than the one I'm riding right now! Look at those arrogant eyes. It makes me want to tame her with my cock so bad!"
"Hahaha! Excellent! Strip her naked and drag her over here! Tonight, we'll take turns drilling her front and back holes until our cocks wear down to the bone!"
The bandits pulled their filthy shafts out of the battered women with wet pops and began swaggering toward me.
Watching the disgusting mixture of backflowing semen and blood drip onto the dirt, I curled my lips into a smirk.
"Get it up? You won't be getting anything up, you rabid beasts."
My fingers traced a gentle circle in the air, suddenly crackling with a frost-like Qi that writhed sharply at my fingertips.
"Didn't you say you were having a bet? On who could ejaculate the most."
A cruel, yet breathtakingly beautiful smile graced my lips.
"Let me propose a much more interesting bet. Let's see how many of you can walk out of here with those useless, dangling toys still attached to your bodies."
"Bwahaha! What is this crazy bitch talking about?"
"Fuck, she's got some nerve! Once we strip her bare and shove our cocks in, she'll be whimpering and begging for our milk, yet she's all talk!"
Despite my chilling warning, the bandits clutched their bellies and roared with laughter.
To them, I was probably just some naive girl playing hero who had foolishly wandered into their den.
"Boss, let us taste her snatch first!"
The two bandits in the lead strode toward me, drooling filthily.
Between their legs, the dark, hideous shafts they had used to violate the women just moments ago swung obscenely.
The very instant their filthy hands reached out to tear my silk robes to shreds—
Flash!
My pale right hand flashed elegantly through the air.
A razor-sharp, freezing Qi shot from my fingertips and vanished in a blink.
"What was that? Heheh. Are you trying to stroke our cocks with those pretty fingers before you suck them? Hahaha!"
Feeling absolutely no pain, the two idiots assumed my gesture was merely a flirtatious tease and laughed vulgarly.
I looked at the brainless beasts and curled my lips into a freezing sneer.
"Cut the crap and look down at your dangling toys."
"Huh? Down...?"
At my words, the two smirked and simultaneously cast their gazes down toward their crotches.
And in that exact moment—
Thud. Plop.
The erect chunks of flesh they had been so proud of severed cleanly, like rotten radishes, and tumbled pathetically onto the dirt floor.
Only then did fountains of blood begin to spray violently from the freshly cut stumps.
"...Huh?"
The two blinked stupidly, looking back and forth between their severed flesh rolling on the ground and the blood geysering from their crotches.
"Aaaaargh!! My—my cock!!!"
"Aaah! My dick!! My dick is gone!!!"
The two bandits thrashed on the dirt floor, clutching their bleeding crotches with both hands and shrieking like slaughtered pigs.
At those horrific screams, the faces of the bandits who had been cackling in the back instantly drained of color.
"W-what! What kind of sorcery did that bitch just use?!"
"Don't just stand there, you idiots! Grab her!"
At Dokni's hysterical roar, the panicked bandits hastily grabbed their axes and broadswords, charging toward me with beastly roars.
Dozens of massive brutes surged forward, radiating thick bloodlust as they surrounded me from all sides.
But to my eyes, their movements were slower than snails crawling across the dirt.
Taking a light breath, I channeled the energy from my dantian down to the tips of my toes.
Cloud Sea Swimming Dragon Steps.
Whoosh!
My body floated into the air as light as a feather, gliding and dancing effortlessly through the gaps of the closing trap.
Each time my silk skirt fluttered in the night breeze, elegant, vivid afterimages painted the air.
"Ah...!"
"W-what is that... A goddess...?"
Mesmerized by the overwhelming beauty of my martial arts unfolding in the middle of this bloody slaughterhouse, the bandits froze, completely entranced.
However, the price for admiring such a noble display was devastating.
Swoosh, flash!
As I drifted past them like a phantom, a freezing, razor-sharp Qi gathered at the tips of my ten fingers.
Jade-Bound Ice Heart Finger.
Thip! Thip-thip-thip!
My fingers ruthlessly and precisely struck the acupoints of the bandits' lower bodies.
"Argh!"
"Ugh!"
The terrifying, glacial energy of the Jade-Bound Ice Heart Finger surged through their acupoints, instantly freezing their aroused crotches solid.
"A-Aaargh! It's freezing! My crotch!"
"Aaah! I can't move it! My—my cock is freezing solid!!"
Crack, snap!
The bizarre, sickening sound of flesh freezing solid echoed across the courtyard.
"Aaaaaaargh!!"
Some foamed at the mouth while clutching their crotches, while others fainted outright as their frozen members struck their trousers and snapped off like icicles.
In an instant, dozens of bandits were rolling on the ground, shrieking in pure agony as they clutched their ruined lower halves.
Landing as light as a feather right in front of the trembling Dokni, I pointed my frost-rimed fingertip directly beneath his chin.
"Well, the bet is over. And it looks like not a single one of you is walking out of here with his cock intact."
The hideous arrogance he had displayed while violating the captive women was entirely gone.
"H-Hieee! P-Please spare me, young lady...! I was blind, I didn't recognize your greatness...!"
Just as he was about to grovel at my feet, weeping and snotting—
"Who the fuck is barking so loudly in the middle of the night?!"
A thunderous roar erupted from the largest, most luxurious beast-hide tent at the back of the stronghold.
Rip!
The tent flap was violently thrown aside, and a massive figure stepped out of the shadows.
Wild, fiery red hair cascaded down his shoulders, and his body was draped in robes of a crimson deeper than blood.
Beneath his parted robes, rock-hard muscles rippled across his bronze skin, hinting at the terrifying depth of his external martial arts.
Dokni's despairing face instantly flushed with ecstatic relief.
"Boss! Chief!!"
Dokni wailed as if he had just laid eyes on his savior.
Slung across the giant's back was a massive crimson broadsword, nearly as tall as he was.
At that moment, Soso, who had been watching with bated breath from behind the palisade, turned as pale as a sheet.
Having scraped by in the back alleys and memorized the names of almost every notorious villain and master in the Jianghu, Soso recognized the red-haired giant instantly.
"S-Sister!! Watch out!! That's the 'Blood-Haired Mad Blade', Jeok Mumeong!!"
Soso screamed at the top of her lungs, completely abandoning her stealth.
"He's a lunatic who slaughtered ten First-Class orthodox pursuers all by himself and dyed his hair red with their blood!!"
Thick, palpable terror saturated Soso's voice.
An underworld giant who had single-handedly butchered ten First-Class masters.
She had never dreamed that such an infamous killer would be playing chief to a petty band of mountain bandits.
"Ho. A little rat actually knows my name. So, are you the gutsy bitch who dared to touch my brothers?"
Jeok Mumeong strode toward me, his beastly eyes flashing with predatory light.
But.
"Yaaawn~"
Far from being tense, I stretched lazily and let out a massive, sluggish yawn.
"Blood-Haired Mad Blade? God, what a tacky nickname."
At my brazen provocation, Jeok Mumeong's heavy footsteps ground to a sudden halt.
"And that hair color... isn't that a bit much? Dyeing it with blood is so outdated."
"...What?"
Jeok Mumeong's thick eyebrows twitched violently.
Never in his life had any martial artist in the Jianghu dared to speak to him with such utter, insolent disrespect.
The savage bloodlust radiating from his massive frame whipped the dust of the courtyard into a swirling vortex.
Hummm! Hummmm!
The massive crimson blade on his back began to hum with a low, chilling vibration, as if resonating with its master's fury.
Watching Jeok Mumeong approach with murderous intent, I merely rested my chin on my hand with a bored expression, tapping my fingers against my skin.
"By the way, you."
Jeok Mumeong's brow furrowed.
"...What?"
"What's your realm? Peak? Peak/Ultra-First-Class?"
Jeok Mumeong, who had been trying to crush me with his aura, stared at me in sheer disbelief.
Then, curling his lips into a beastly snarl, he growled.
"Keke... A mere slip of a girl dares to look down on me."
He shrugged his shoulders and puffed out his chest, as if proclaiming his grand achievement to the entire world.
"Bwahahaha! Prepare to be amazed, girl! Just a few days ago, I finally attained enlightenment and broke through the limits of the Peak realm!"
Rumble!
With his roar, a massive wave of internal energy erupted from Jeok Mumeong's dantian, shaking the very ground of the stronghold.
"This absolute power! Not even the greenhorns of the Nine Sects and One Gang or the Five Great Noble Families would dare cross me now! And yet, a mere girl dares to run her mouth in front of a grand Peak/Ultra-First-Class master?!"
"Ah... Peak/Ultra-First-Class."
I scratched my chin, muttering dryly.
While it was a highly respected realm in the Jianghu, to me—the Sect Leader of the Divine Maiden Sect, whose master was none other than Musangsinnye of the Sixteen Stars of Heaven—it was simply laughable.
"Is that all it takes to be Peak/Ultra-First-Class?"
"What?"
"Good job trying. But bragging about the Nine Sects with just that? You're a textbook definition of a frog in a well. Oh, well. Time to die."
The moment my sentence was pronounced, my right hand lightly pushed forward into the empty air.
Red Lotus Pure Palm.
Flash!
A blast of Qi erupted from my palm, blooming into a massive, dazzling red lotus in midair before shooting toward Jeok Mumeong like a bolt of lightning.
"You insolent bitch!! How dare you!!"
Jeok Mumeong's eyes turned bloodshot as he drew the crimson blade from his back, a fierce red blade-aura erupting from the steel.
"I'll tear your limbs apart with my newly mastered martial arts!!"
Boom!
Jeok Mumeong roared like a beast, bringing his massive crimson blade down with terrifying force.
Just as the crimson blade-aura was about to clash head-on with my Red Lotus Pure Palm—
Swoosh.
"...Huh?"
Jeok Mumeong's eyes widened.
The massive crimson blade he had been holding just a second ago was gone, leaving only a bare hilt in his hand.
Feeling a strange emptiness, Jeok Mumeong slowly, disbelievingly, lowered his gaze to his chest.
The center of his chest was completely hollowed out.
The sheer force of the Red Lotus Pure Palm had effortlessly pierced through his blade-aura, his steel-tempered body, and even his protective barrier Qi.
"Impossible... I... I was... Peak/Ultra-First-Class..."
Jeok Mumeong's pale lips trembled, but he could not finish his sentence.
Thud.
His massive frame, standing frozen with wide, unseeing eyes, finally collapsed onto the dirt like a rotting tree.
I glanced down at his corpse and let out a cold snort.
"Did you really think dyeing your hair red made you a master?"