176: Chapter 176 Madam, don't move, I'll dress you! [Bonus chapter, thank you for the reward, Brother Yun!]

The immortal binding rope possessed an extremely high intelligence.

Every single knot was perfectly positioned at the limits of her joints, leaving her without even the room to bend a finger.

But Ye Lanxi did not give up her struggle.

Her body writhed on the petal-covered ground, her waist twisting and turning as she attempted to break free from the Magic Treasure, the immortal binding rope.

With a torso tempered by the Major Achievement Ancient Desolate Saint Body, every twist carried a brute force capable of shattering the Void Realm, yet the immortal binding rope remained completely motionless.

The immortal binding rope crossed down from her shoulders and drove straight in, wrapping twice around her chest, making the remaining layer of inner armor bulge tightly against her skin.

The inner armor was already as thin as a cicada's wing; stimulated by the immortal binding rope, the fabric sank into her softness, and a sense of fleshiness welled up from within.

At this moment, Ye Lanxi was divided into three distinct segments by the immortal binding rope: the fullness of her chest above, the width of her hips below, and each segment was clearly defined.

Because of the Magic Treasure, the immortal binding rope, her legs were curled at the knees and her ankles were crossed.

Beneath her immortal skirt, two slender legs were revealed from the hem as Ye Lanxi lay in a curled posture.

She rolled over on the ground, attempting to use the friction of her back against the floor to loosen and untie the immortal binding rope.

This movement caused her jade-like back to arch, her waist to hang in the air, and the curve of her chest to look very imposing when viewed from the side.

"Husband! It's so tight! I can't move! Are we not going to do the work?"

Ye Lanxi's phoenix eyes were still blurred, and she continued to mutter, her voice so soft and sweet it could practically flow like water.

Lu Chen stood three steps away, letting out a long sigh of relief and raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

He looked down at his own Black Robe.

The collar had been torn open for the most part, revealing his collarbone and a large area of skin on his chest, and several gashes had been torn into his waist by Ye Lanxi.

There were still damp traces on his neck where her lower lip had brushed against it.

Lu Chen closed his eyes for a moment.

If he really did her here, how would he face Ye Qingxian when he went out?

When that girl looked at him with her big, watery eyes and called him "Revered Master," he wouldn't be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

Wait, she's his disciple's mother, what was he thinking!

Lu Chen shook his head, shaking the messy images out of his mind.

He crouched down and first picked up the fragments of the Purple Battle Robe scattered on the ground; this clothing simply couldn't be worn directly.

Lu Chen's fingers formed an Artifact Refining Seal.

Using Great Emperor-level Artifact Refining techniques to mend clothes was the ultimate overkill.

Golden threads of spiritual Qi overflowed from his fingertips, sewing the shattered pieces of fabric together one by one like a needle and thread.

The repair speed of the Emperor-grade Spiritual Silk was extremely fast; the purple fabric closed, smoothed out, and returned to its original state in his palm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just as Lu Chen finished sewing the right sleeve of the battle robe, Ye Lanxi twisted her body and rubbed toward him.

The golden rope locked her limbs, but it couldn't lock her waist.

Using the strength of her waist and abdomen, she moved toward Lu Chen like a caterpillar.

"Husband, I feel uncomfortable, hold me..."

Her face rubbed against Lu Chen's knee.

Lu Chen's knee retracted, and he moved half a step to the side.

Ye Lanxi chased after him, Lu Chen moved another half step, and Ye Lanxi chased again.

One was sewing clothes, the other was squirming on the ground trying to snuggle up.

Lu Chen: "..."

The time of one incense stick passed.

It took a full incense stick's worth of time for Lu Chen to completely repair the battle robe, waist sash, and armor.

During this time, he was rubbed by Ye Lanxi no less than twenty times; her face touched his leg, her shoulder brushed his waist, her forehead pressed against his hip—she rubbed against everywhere.

Lu Chen shook out the repaired clothes and took a deep breath.

"Madam, don't move, I'll dress you!"

Under Lu Chen's will, the immortal binding rope loosened two turns, retaining only the core areas to make space for dressing her.

Lu Chen first slipped the hem of the battle robe over her ankles and pulled it up.

The fabric passed her calves, passed her knees, and when it reached her thighs, Ye Lanxi's legs involuntarily tightened.

The back of Lu Chen's hand was trapped by the burning skin of her inner thighs, unable to move.

He tried to pull his hand out, and it took three forceful tugs before he could extract it.

After fitting the skirt hem, it was the waist sash.

Lu Chen passed the waist sash behind her back and reached around from both sides to tighten it at her waist.

This movement forced him to lean in close, his nose almost brushing against her neck.

Ye Lanxi's body instinctively arched into his embrace.

"Endure, I must endure."

Finally, it was the shoulder armor.

He placed the Ancient Desolate Leaf Silk Armor on her left shoulder, tied the thin straps, and then did the same for the right shoulder.

When his fingers fastened the buckles near her collarbone, his fingertips inevitably touched the skin at the edge of her chest.

It was smooth and hot.

Lu Chen's fingers froze for half a breath, then he fastened the buckle with the fastest speed of his life and snapped his hand back as if he had been shot.

She was dressed.

Lu Chen stood up, retreated three steps, and shook his hands twice as if he had touched something he shouldn't have.

He couldn't stay any longer.

With a flip of his right hand, the Formation Plate flew back into his palm.

Great Emperor spiritual power poured in, and the Emperor runes of the Thousand Illusions Heart-Bewildering Array peeled away from the Void Realm, receding layer by layer.

The peach blossom forest dissipated, the petals dissipated, and the faint fragrance dissipated.

A flash of light occurred.

The seven main Peaks of the Cangmang Divine Mountain reappeared in view, and the wind from ten thousand feet high poured in, blowing away the last trace of the lingering peach blossom scent.

Lu Chen and Ye Lanxi reappeared in the sky above the Ye family.

The gazes of everyone in the Ye family turned toward them in unison.

Then, everyone saw it.

Their high and mighty Family Head, the Nine-Turn Quasi-Emperor Peak, Major Achievement Ancient Desolate Saint Body, and the number one female war god of the Central Province, Ye Lanxi, was trapped in an extremely bizarre posture.

The entire field was dead silent.

The two Great Emperor Old Ancestors, Third Ancestor Ye Wuji and Fifth Ancestor Su Yaoxian, were suspended high in the air; they glanced at each other and simultaneously turned their heads away.

Third Ancestor Ye Wuji gazed at the sea of clouds in the east, while Fifth Ancestor Su Yaoxian gazed at the setting sun in the west.

In short, they just didn't look at the middle.

On the Flying Boat's deck, Ye Qingxian covered her small face with both hands, peeked through the gaps in her fingers, and then buried her face back in her hands.

Revered Master really is a pervert.

To tie her mother up like this, what kind of fetish is this?

The cold wind poured in.

The lingering Aura of the illusion array on Ye Lanxi's body was blown clean by the mountain wind; the pink mist in her phoenix eyes receded layer by layer, and her pupils refocused.

Her consciousness returned.

The first thing she recalled was the restraint on her body.

The immortal binding rope had wrapped around her arms, waist, and legs bit by bit, until finally, with her limbs bound, she was at Lu Chen's mercy.

Then came the memories.

The scenes in the illusion array replayed frame by frame.

She had mistaken Lu Chen for her late husband; she took off her clothes, she hugged him, she clamped his head with her legs, she called him husband, and she said "take me hard..."

Ye Lanxi's pupils dilated.

Her entire face went from red to white, white to red, red to purple, and finally settled on a deep crimson that was hot enough to fry an egg.

Her earlobes were dripping with blood-red color, her neck was flushed, and even her collarbone was burning up.

"Lu Chen!"

She gritted her teeth, her phoenix eyes bulging wide.

"Untie me right now! I admit defeat! I give in! I give in!"

Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, spreading his palms innocently.

"Family Head Ye, you can eat whatever you want but you can't say whatever you want. I was just acting in self-defense; the immortal binding rope was also to protect both you and me."

He paused for a beat, his tone sincere to a point that was almost punchable.

"This immortal binding rope of mine is not something an ordinary person can break free from. You wanted to fight like crazy, endlessly; I didn't want to fight, so this was the only way."

Ye Lanxi's chest heaved violently.

The rope was stretched until it made a creaking sound, and the Emperor runes on the golden rope flashed repeatedly.

Her entire face was written with three words—wants to kill.

But she couldn't say a single word of rebuttal.

Because she knew that the one who went crazy in the illusion array was her, the one who threw herself into his arms was her, and the one who took off her clothes was also her.

Third Ancestor Ye Wuji coughed twice, his figure floating between Lu Chen and Ye Lanxi.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, since a winner has been decided, why not untie her first? Lanxi's temper is indeed a bit hasty."

Fifth Ancestor Su Yaoxian also followed over, her mouth twitching as she tried to keep her voice steady.

"Lanxi, today's matter ends here. Fellow Daoist Yun showed mercy and did not harm your Origin; that is already very generous."