Chapter 36
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Holy Us
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- — Yin Energy Scout
- — Yin Energy Terminator
- — Yin Energy Navigator
- — Yin Energy Amplifier (NEW)
My available points had broken past 7,000, and the artifact I'd just acquired sat at the bottom of my inventory.
Curious about what it was, I opened its description.
【Yin Energy Amplifier】
An artifact that amplifies the abilities of the King's partner. It can only be used on Hunters who have sworn to become the King's partner. It has a particularly strong effect on unique skills.
It was the amplifier—shortened to amp—just as I'd thought.
The term referred to an electronic device that boosted signals, but here it amplified the power of unique skills.
'So it strengthens skills... but what's this about the King's partner?'
"Hunters who have offered their bodies to the King of Yin Energy. Think of them as companions connected in body and soul, not just a business arrangement. Only such Hunters can receive power from Master."
As if reading my mind, the spirit appeared and explained what I'd been wondering about.
'What does "offering their body" mean exactly? It can't be full-on sex. Everything except penetration counts as offering your body?'
With Han Chaewon and Oh Yeonseo, even that much would be plenty.
"How far it goes is entirely up to you, Master. It's a matter between a man and a woman, so there's no coaching I can do. You'll figure it out."
It felt like she'd cut me off mid-shit, but she was right.
In matters between men and women, only the parties involved know how far things go.
Hell, there might even be a Hunter so desperate without me that she'd abandon gates altogether and throw herself into my arms.
'Please let Oh Yeonseo be that desperate.'
That wish shifted my curiosity toward just how much power amplification there would be when she offered her body to me.
If the boost I gave her outweighed the drop from losing her virginity, it would solve everything.
Who would say no to the pleasures of womanhood while soaring through gates?
I pictured Han Chaewon and Oh Yeonseo, collars around their necks like dogs, crawling to me and begging, "Woojin-nim, one more round~."
I desperately wanted to test if this power was really possible.
As those thoughts swirled, Nayeong caught my eye, grinning from ear to ear.
She'd hit B-Rank, plus she'd carefully pocketed the artifact ore and magic stones—no wonder she looked so thrilled.
To me, she looked like the perfect test subject, ripe for the taking.
"I didn't expect you'd hit it so fast. Leveling with you feels several times quicker!"
"The Great Spirit said it herself. My Yin Energy is special."
"That's why... you'll keep raiding with me, right? I'll come whenever you call."
Her smile was like a puppy wagging its tail nonstop for its owner.
How could I sweet-talk her into becoming my King's partner?
"What're you thinking about?"
'How to fuck you.' I couldn't say that, so I brought up the next most pressing issue.
"I've been thinking about how to crush the cult. They won't just sit idle with two of their Hunters gone."
I was confident we wouldn't lose in a straight fight, but it was just the two of us against a massive organization.
They could sniff us out anywhere, but those cockroach bastards could be hiding in any form, anywhere—no one knew.
We were at a massive disadvantage from the starting line.
"You're right. Watching them fight, they seemed like fixers. The cult will want to know what happened."
"I've thought it all through. I think it's time we build our own organization."
Nayeong's face lit up.
"So, you'll join Mito Guild?"
She was desperate to stick with me somehow.
"That's an option, but first I want to talk to the Gangbuk faction. They're watching my every move, so if I suggest forming something, they'll jump at it. Plus, they've got money—we can use that."
"Ah."
A flicker of disappointment, but if I lured in the Gangbuk folks and took over Mito Guild, her reaction would change.
Right now, Nayeong just wanted to help her guild master somehow.
"We'll talk about that later. More importantly... you haven't forgotten our promise, right?"
Her face flushed red as she nodded.
If I sucked her off hard enough to get her worked up, we could move to the next stage.
In Gapyeong, Gyeonggi Province, there was a faith community called Holy Us.
No one knew exactly what they believed in, but they had a proper temple, ran a cooperative farm, and operated a co-op selling organic products to members.
Rumor had it they had subsidiaries too, but no one knew how many or their scale.
Holy Us Temple—
At the entrance, a large "Private Property" sign loomed over a guard post where they strictly checked IDs.
Follow the entry road past impeccably manicured gardens at perfect angles, and deep inside stood a temple that overwhelmed any who beheld it.
The first floor held the grand worship hall; the second and third floors were packed with prayer rooms and small chapels. Above that were temple management offices and private staff rooms off-limits to the public.
The top floor was reserved solely for the cult leader, accessible only to a select few with permission.
Top floor of the temple—
Besides the audience chamber and the leader's private bedroom, there were several lavishly decorated guest rooms.
Every room boasted facilities rivaling a five-star hotel suite.
Sharing space with the leader held symbolic weight, so only handpicked VIPs ever set foot there.
Sticky moans leaked from one such room.
"Ha-ut, haa-euk... Heut, haa-ang...."
Beyond the bed curtains, plump breasts floated freely before rough male hands seized them.
The man kneaded them mercilessly, then pinched a nipple between his fingers and yanked without mercy.
Pain and pleasure crossed her delicate brows as she responded to his violent caresses with pitiful moans.
After sucking noisily at her nipple, the man lay back on the bed, hands clasped behind his head.
"You move on top."
"Y-yes... Ha-ut."
With his cock still in her mouth, the woman twisted her hips sensually.
Each buck of her ass filled the room with wet, squelching friction.
Her taut belly and elegant hips pumped up and down, lubing his shaft.
As her sticky back-and-forth motion continued, the leisure faded from the man's face.
Squelch-squelch, slap-slap.
Running out of patience, he gripped her slender waist and ramped up the pace.
Her low moans escalated to cries of ecstasy, until finally she kneaded her own breasts and wailed like a dolphin.
The man hit his limit too, grunting as he thrust his hips up.
She arched her back wildly, squeezing his cock with all her might.
A thrill like time had frozen coursed through their bodies, and she collapsed atop him like a puppet with cut strings.
After catching her breath from the afterglow, she took his cock—smeared with juices and cum—into her mouth.
She bobbed her head slowly, cleaning the shaft and glans spotless.
The man stroked her head, expressing his satisfaction.
A woman in an evening gown approached the bed, her back to the dim light.
Jet-black hair, half-lidded eyes, and dark pupils brimming with languor.
Her plunging neckline was provocatively sensual.
The woman sucking him noticed and hurriedly stood, bowing her head.
"Leave us."
"Yes, Leader."
As she exited, the cult leader smiled at the man.
"How was she? She's a new one we just brought in."
"Dancer, huh? Great hip work. Haven't been satisfied like that in a while."
"Glad you enjoyed it."
"So when are you gonna come to me? That dress says it louder than words—'hold me.'"
"Just matching the hot vibe. If it bothers you, I'll wrap up tight next time."
"Sorry, sorry. How often do I get to see the leader's skin? Ask me like that again—it suits you too well."
She smiled faintly at his praise.
The man got off the bed, slicking back his hair as he eyed her.
Dim light cast shadows across his face.
The man was Han Cheolyong, Guild Master of Black Tortoise Guild.
"Thanks for handling Minister Shin. That stubborn bastard listens to you well."
"He chose the living seat over his dead daughter. He knows it won't stay his if he pushes back, so he'll stay quiet."
"Power over blood... Greed for position ruined him."
"Guys like that are easy to handle, so it's a good thing. This is wrapped up—deal with the ones on site quietly. No loose ends."
"No need. The client and the fixers are both missing."
Han Cheolyong frowned at the leader's words.
The client was one thing, but the cult's fixers were all human weapons addicted to demonic energy.
Elites who wouldn't lose even to a strike team—missing?
"Bad feeling about this. Look into it properly."
"We will. Losing fixers is a big problem for us too."
Han Cheolyong nodded.
Of course, it never crossed his mind that some unranked Awakener could have taken them down.