Chapter 29
Chapter 29
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: The Soul Captivating Bell
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"Excuse me, but I'll take over."
"What! Another magic treasure? From a mere Response Qi cultivator...!"
Ding-a-ling!
A bell chime echoed from afar.
It sounded like a ghost rattling the bell. Inorganic and arrhythmic, nothing like a human shaking it.
Ding-a-ling!
The chime rang out again, and the atmosphere turned ominously chilling in an instant. It was as if a yin spirit had manifested on the earth, freezing the air.
Hyun-nam felt his fingertips grow cold. His mind grew hazy, and his vision blurred.
Hyun-nam lost consciousness just like that.
The eerie bell tolled sacrilegiously across the world. In Hyun-nam's ears, it filled with the clamor of myriad soul-captivating spirits.
Soul Captivating Bell!
This was the magic treasure Yuk-gyeong had won as the tournament prize!
An imitation of the sacred treasure Black Soul Myriad Tide Bell, it wielded the power to command yin spirits and manipulate ghostly energies.
Moreover, its immense utility in bewitching foes and shattering their minds made it inevitable that any cultivator below Gathering Qi would lose their senses upon hearing the chime.
It was truly a nightmarish artifact for all cultivators below Gathering Qi.
What kind of evil sorcery was this? How could such a wicked treasure be handed out as a prize?
A blade in a bandit's hand becomes a tool of villainy, but in a master chef's grasp, it's just a kitchen knife.
If the Radiant Moon Sect wielded this treasure, how could it be wicked? It was righteous, of course.
The bell continued chiming, driving Hyun-nam into a dazed stupor.
With no resistance to mental attacks, Hyun-nam slipped helplessly into vulnerability. Something stirred in his storage pouch, trying to emerge, but Yuk-gyeong reacted first.
The Soul Captivating Bell's effects—bewitchment, chills, mental collapse—only set the stage; the finishing blow had to come from Yuk-gyeong himself.
Yuk-gyeong swiftly circled behind the dazed Hyun-nam and smashed the back of his head with vicious force.
Crack!
A sound no human skull should make echoed out, and Hyun-nam crumpled to the ground.
Yuk-gyeong glanced alternately at Hyun-nam's collapsed head and his own fist, pondering.
'He's not dead, right? Murder would be such a hassle.'
Yuk-gyeong knew that in this brutal cultivation world, he'd grit his teeth and kill when necessary. But this wasn't that moment.
Even if Hyun-nam woke up, he couldn't touch Yuk-gyeong after being caught mid-attempted rape. And as a weak Gathering Qi cultivator, squashing him later would be easy.
Besides, what about sect punishment afterward? In novels, high-realm experts read the land's or heaven's memories like psychometry. Getting caught would just be a matter of time.
Sigh...
The golden rule of cultivation: Kill anyone who might hold a grudge!
He should kill him... he would kill him... but not yet. Let this slide, and kill next time.
Yuk-gyeong approached Hyun-nam to check his breathing and pulse.
Both normal. Whew, no need to panic.
Alive and confirmed. Good enough.
Time to loot, loot.
You loot monsters after defeating them. Same in cultivation—plunder the defeated foe.
Yuk-gyeong rummaged through Hyun-nam's pockets.
Nothing inside.
Realizing his mistake, Yuk-gyeong smacked his own forehead.
Right, cultivators store items in their storage pouches, not pockets. What a waste of time.
Only now did Yuk-gyeong check Hyun-nam's waist.
Sure enough, a luxurious silk storage pouch.
Ordinary-looking on the outside, no different from any other pouch.
But open a storage pouch, and another world unfolds within.
Yuk-gyeong infused it with spiritual energy, opened it, and plunged his hand inside.
His divine sense extended from his hand, probing the vast inner space.
Hmm, quite the haul.
Plenty of spirit stones first off, and bottles of pills too. This guy's loaded?
A single talisman too—Yuk-gyeong pocketed it without checking. No clue what it was, so snag it first.
Pulling out spirit stones and pills, Yuk-gyeong spotted an oddly shaped vial. Long neck, bulbous base, labeled in brush script.
'Yellow Liquid Bewitching Pill'
'The ultimate aphrodisiac! Anyone who tastes it is hooked! Mind goes blank! Got a girl you want? Just one drop! Everything will go your way.'
Yuk-gyeong looked at the vial, then at the collapsed Yu A-yeong, then back at the vial and Yu A-yeong.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Yu A-yeong, unconscious and utterly defenseless.
This was the same Yu A-yeong who'd soared through the tournament arena on her flying sword.
An inner disciple idolized by countless male disciples, a Gathering Qi female cultivator. By seniority, Yuk-gyeong should call her "Senior Sister Yu."
Among the Radiant Moon Sect's inner disciples on Iron Star Peak, she stood out for her beauty and skill, poised to advance beyond named disciple to core disciple.
And Yu Yeong-yeong's older sister, to boot.
Truth be told, Yuk-gyeong had noticed Yeong-yeong's subtle signals of affection.
Getting tangled up with her sister like this? Morally dubious, for sure.
He should play dumb and let it slide...
Gulp.
A feast laid out before him. Could Yi Yuk-gyeong really walk away without partaking?
Let's be real. Has Yi Yuk-gyeong ever flipped over a perfectly set table?
Morality doesn't feed him anyway. Yi Yuk-gyeong had always lived without it. What even was morality?
His dick didn't care about that crap. Already rock-hard and nodding eagerly.
Yuk-gyeong squeezed his eyes shut and reached for A-yeong.
"Sorry, Senior Sister Yu!"
A-yeong's sleeping face gleamed softly, reflecting the moonlight. Her beauty shone ethereally in the pale glow.
Her cool, aloof features paired perfectly with the moonlight, like a match made in heaven.
Gazing at A-yeong—helpless to resist or refuse him—Yuk-gyeong's excitement surged. He pulled his stiff cock from his pants.
Cold air hit it, sending a chill through Yuk-gyeong. Better find something warm, quick.
Cautiously, he rubbed his cock against A-yeong's face.
The soft cheek sent shivers through his body. The thrill of violating a beauty lost in oblivious slumber!
Like caressing a soft doll—limp and yielding, just like a real sex doll.
Ah, not that he's ever touched one. Just saying.
The warmth from her face made his body melt even as his cock throbbed harder.
Damn, this is insane.
Yuk-gyeong gripped his shaft and rubbed it over her face before sliding it into her mouth.
Her closed lips barely parted, so he brushed her gums and teeth like brushing them. Even that was plenty erotic.
With his free hand, Yuk-gyeong gently pried her mouth open.
Ah—!
He thrust his cock inside.
Warm breath and soft mucosal lining sent electric thrills through him. No active suction, but the limp mouth clinging loosely had its own appeal.
Schlick! Schlick!
He poked her inner cheek, bulging it out, savoring the texture against his glans.
"Haa, this is driving me crazy."
Couldn't hold back anymore.
He undid her robes, stripped off her breast binding, and exposed her perky breasts, sucking greedily. Licked her tits, rolled her nipples with his tongue.
After devouring her breasts to his fill, he rubbed her lower body with his hand.
A-yeong was out cold, no arousal, but groping and rubbing still felt great.
Enough foreplay.
Time to fuck her senseless.
Who knows when she'll wake? Hurry.
He stripped her lower half, exposing her pussy under the moonlight.
Her pussy... astonishingly bald, not a hair in sight. He'd heard Senior Sister A-yeong was obsessed with training. He'd seen people shave their heads for cultivation or study, but shaving her pubes? First time.
Suits me fine.
Bald pussy has its own charm.
Yuk-gyeong spat on her pussy first. Gathered saliva and licked her smooth mound and slit lavishly.
Out cold, so saliva had to double as lube. Otherwise, it'd hurt them both.
The smooth, hairless pussy was a joy to lick. Her musky scent and soft flesh pressed right against his tongue.
Lap lap!
After drenching her pussy thoroughly with saliva,
Yuk-gyeong shoved his exposed cock into her tightly closed slit. Even with all the spit... so tight...!
But tight is even better!
Squelch!
His cock plunged into A-yeong's pussy.
"Nngh, feels so good."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Sexual intercourse confirmed. What will you plunder? [1. Spiritual Root] [2. Aptitudes] [3. Abilities] [4. Vitality] What to plunder?
He'd just wanted to fuck—no intent to steal anything.
Eh?
What's this?
Ignoring it didn't work; no option to plunder nothing?
Trying to dismiss the window failed—it hung there persistently.
Damn, does sex force a plunder every time?
No backing out now, fully committed.
What kind of bullshit is this? Condemned to steal something every fuck.
No choice. Born with this curse. Fuck you, Status Window.
Fine, pick one.
Spiritual Root? Useless. Aptitudes? Never felt lacking. Vitality? Hell no, can't kill her mid-fuck.
Abilities it is. Only option. Always ends up taking skills from the girls he bangs.
Anyway—abilities!
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Plunder: Abilities]