"Your brother—?"
Bai Lund's voice came out rough and heavy, edged with something dark and dangerous that made the air in the room feel cold.
Xu Lan was still caught in her own desperate pace, completely blind to the cold rage gathering behind his eyes as she continued, voice raw and trembling. Her sinful body remained exposed on the bed — massive young breasts hanging heavy and soft, pink nipples still stiff and reddened from his earlier pinching, creamy skin glistening with a mix of dried tears and faint sweat.
"The sect selections are coming up and my brother will need a huge amount of money to pay the fees and buy supplies. You know anything related to cultivation isn't cheap. Even a single low-grade spirit stone goes for at least a thousand gold coins."
"Oh— For your brother's cultivation?"
Bai Lund spoke slowly, eyes turning colder and heavier with her every word. His gaze dragged openly over her bare form as he spoke — the full weight of her heavy tits, the soft curve of her stomach, the way her thick thighs pressed together.
"Yes."
"So for your brother, your family has decided to sacrifice you?"
"...Yes."
Her eyes dropped to the tear-stained mattress beneath her ass. Soft black hair stuck to her wet, flushed cheeks in messy strands. Her massive breasts hung heavily, rising and falling with every shaky breath, the soft undereyes still shiny with tear tracks that had run down from her eyes.
"At first they wanted me to marry you so they could ask your mother for money on the pretext of being relatives, and the bride price would already be huge… but since you kept denying me, my father decided to marry me off to that fat bastard instead."
"..."
Bai Lund stayed silent for a long moment, staring coldly at the wooden floorboards. Then he slowly lifted his gaze and looked over her bare, vulnerable frame without a shred of shame. The big, heavy breasts hung like two ripe, soft fruits, the toned stomach looking tasty and sweet for some licking. His lips gradually stretched into a sinful, predatory smile as a dark thought settled fully in his mind. His still-hard cock twitched once between his legs at the sight of her completely exposed body.
"So you want to be bred by me… just to escape that marriage?"
She trembled hard. Her heavy tits swayed and jiggled with the movement. After a long second she gave a small, broken nod, the motion making her breasts shift again.
"It seems your marriage is close."
"Next week."
"..."
"So what exactly is the relation between you sneaking into this room and escaping the marriage? I presume you had a plan."
She flinched visibly. Her eyes flew wide for a split second before she forced herself to relax, shoulders slumping as if she had already accepted that everything was exposed. Her voice came out small and defeated. A fresh tear slipped from the corner of one eye and rolled down, dripping onto the upper curve of her left breast.
"I came here… to—"
"Steal."
Bai Lund finished the sentence for her, voice flat.
"Huh—!"
She looked genuinely shocked. How did he know?
"Hidden under your ass is my mother's purse. You're not exactly good at this."
The moment Bai Lund had slid the heavy curtains open earlier, his newly sharpened cultivator eyes had caught the cloth sack his mother used for daily money sitting at the edge of the mattress. Xu Lan had tried to hide it by sitting directly on top of it, pressing her soft ass down to conceal the bulge, but with Bai Lund's enhanced eyesight and instinct, fooling him had been almost impossible.
"You knew from the start?" she trembled, voice cracking, fresh tears threatening to spill again. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
"Then… you were just playing with me this whole time?"
Bai Lund ignored her rambling completely and asked another question, tone still flat and cold.
"What were you planning after stealing the money?"
She took a deep, shaky breath, trying to calm the wild hammering of her heart against her ribs.
"I was thinking of running away."
"Heh~"
A short, cold, humourless laugh escaped Bai Lund's lips.
"Why are you laughing?"
"Of course I'd laugh at your audacity to even think about running."
"Did you think about bandits and beasts?"
"I don't need to fear them!"
"What, you weren't thinking of running along the normal path, were you?"
From the look that flashed across her face Bai Lund could swear that was exactly what she had been planning. The pure naivety of it forced another harsh, mocking laugh out of him.
"Hahaha~ You're even more stupid than I thought!"
"Youuu—!"
"First of all, travelling alone as a girl is far too dangerous here. Even on the normal roads, bandits and beasts attack without mercy. Forget about them — you'd need a carriage just to have any real chance of getting away from your family. If you planned to run on your own two legs you'd be caught by the next morning. And even if you somehow got a carriage, there's a high chance you'd get looted of both your money and your dignity. Your corpse would end up lying somewhere at the edge of a river, discarded like trash after thoroughly being used of every holes."
She listened in complete silence. Her body shuddered hard enough that her heavy breasts trembled and bounced softly, nipples stiff. He was right. She had heard far too many such stories whispered in the village. Her heart turned ice-cold in her chest… yet a broken, desperate question still left her lips.
"Then… what should I have done?"
"As a woman I can't even run away. Anything can happen to me… I feel like a caged bird, only meant to be used and used until nothing remains but a sack of bones…"
Her teeth clattered as she spoke. Fresh tears welled up again and spilled over, tracking down her already wet cheeks and dripping onto her bare chest, running in shiny trails between her heavy breasts.
"Why do we have to sacrifice everything?
Why are we forced to follow everybody's orders?
Why… just why??"
Bai Lund listened, expression completely unreadable, then asked quietly, almost gently,
"Then why do you think these things happen to you?"
Her answer came quick and loud, almost a cry. Her bare shoulders shook.
"Because I am a woman!"
Bai Lund nodded once, lashes lowering slowly as he thought for a moment then his lips parted to speak,
"So Ti Tao, who works day and night under the scorching sun just to feed his sick mother… is a woman? Because he was forced to take care of her when he could have simply let her die and enjoyed a free, unburdened life?" Read the latest chapters at novelping dot com.
Xu Lan's breath hitched hard at his cold, precise words. Her bare shoulders trembled. A fresh tear rolled down and dripped from her chin onto the upper slope of her breast.
"Lu Lao — his father beats him daily so he'll work even harder while the old man just drinks himself senseless. Lu Lao is also a woman, right? Because he is forced to obey his father's orders no matter how much it breaks him."
"And Si Luo. He was the only child of his crippled father, the only one left who could take care of him. After farming day and night he was going to sell almost all his grain in town, keeping only the bare minimum so he and his father could eat a single meal a day.
He had heard a renowned alchemist was staying in the town. He told his friends before leaving that once he gathered the money he would kneel and beg the alchemist to heal his father.
He never got the chance.
He died on his way to the town. Bandits demanded half the grain. He refused. He begged them to leave it, saying it was for his father's treatment. He even promised them the entire next harvest if they just let him go this once.
They tortured him for hours and then killed him. His father died the moment he saw the ruined state of his only son's corpse.
Yes… he was killed because he was a woman, right?"
Bai Lund's cold eyes locked onto Xu Lan's without blinking. Every single word hit her heart like a physical hammer. She knew every one of those stories intimately.
She knew Ti Tao — still working himself to the bone every single day, treating his sick mother like a living goddess, never once complaining.
She knew Lu Lao — forced to labour in other people's fields from dawn to dusk because his father had gambled and drunk away their own land years ago.
And she knew Si Luo.
He had been a bright, warm child, always smiling, always hopeful. They used to play together under the willow trees when they were small. After the accident that cost his father both hands, Si Luo had taken on the full role of guardian overnight. While the rest of the village children still played and laughed, his young hands worked the fields alone under the sun. He never complained.
Sometimes he would stand at the edge of the fields and stare at them from a distance, probably missing the carefree days with every fibre of his being, but he never joined again. Too many heavy responsibilities already sat on those thin, young shoulders.
She still remembered the pure, innocent, almost radiant hope in his smile the day he talked about finally having a chance to heal his father.
When they brought his broken corpse back to the village, his father's body followed soon after. The state of Si Luo's body had been so horrific, so violated and ruined, that she still woke up from nightmares about it even now.
Tears spilled down her cheeks in thick, endless streams. She cried in pure, broken abandon, shoulders shaking violently, bare breasts heaving and bouncing with every sob, raw sounds tearing out of her throat as if something inside her was being ripped apart. Tears ran down over her heavy tits in shiny trails, dripping from her stiff nipples onto her soft stomach and the mattress below.
Bai Lund's voice stayed mercilessly calm, almost soft, yet every word cut deeper.
"So what do you think? Should we kill all the males responsible for these women's suffering?"
"Should we kill Ti Tao so his mother can die early and no longer have to live in this cruel world?"
"Should we kill Lu Lao's father, who became a gambling and drinking wreck only after losing the wife he loved so much that he went against his entire family and got himself banished forever just he could marry her?"
"Or should we have started with Si Luo's father? If he had simply died at the beginning instead of only losing his hands, Si Luo would still be alive today. He wouldn't have begged those bandits on his knees. He would have prioritised his own life above everything. So it was his father's fau—"
"sssssttttttOOOOPPPPPPPPPPP—!!!!!!!"
"PLEASEEEE—!! JUST STOPPPP—!!!"
"Hick~ Hick~"
Her voice shattered completely as she broke down, sobbing so hard her entire body convulsed on the bed. Her massive breasts shook and slapped softly against each other with the force of her cries. Tears poured freely, soaking her chest, her stomach and the sheets.
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