Chapter 30
Chapter 30
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: Excuse Me, But I'll Take Over (2)
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⚔ STATUS ⚔ 👤 Name: Yi Yuk-gyeong (Han Sang-sik) 🛠 Abilities: Pluck Yin to Supplement Yang, Plunder, Foresight Fist, Fire Control, Cultivation Obsession ✨ Traits: Single Spiritual Root Cultivation Obsession?
What the hell kind of ability is this?
Hmm, an obsession with cultivation, huh.
The moment Yuk-gyeong acquired the ability, he instantly understood what it was.
It had to be that way—it came with such an intense sensation.
It made him want to cultivate. A wriggling urge in his mind screamed, Cultivate! Cultivate!
That thought spread like mold, persistent even when he tried to push it away!
For his obsession with cultivation to evolve into an actual ability...
At this rate, I'd get neurosis from constantly thinking about cultivating.
But there was a benefit to this intense desire: his cultivation efficiency skyrocketed whenever the thought arose.
Even when he was just sitting there doing nothing, the cultivation thoughts kept his mind buzzing—like he was cultivating non-stop, except for sleep.
No wonder A-young's cultivation progressed so quickly with this ability.
Reaching the Gathering Qi Realm in her mid-thirties with this? Her aptitude must be average at best.
Hmm, but these constant cultivation thoughts are getting annoying. Can I turn it on and off?
As soon as Yuk-gyeong thought that, he felt the obsession ease up a bit.
As expected of the Fuck Status Window. It's omnipotent. Being able to level up and toggle abilities is insanely good.
Yuk-gyeong shook off his musings about the ability and focused on the sex right in front of him.
It's rude to have wandering thoughts with a woman right there.
He lifted his hips to pull out his cock.
Squelch!
As Yuk-gyeong tried to withdraw, A-young's pussy clenched tight, gripping his cock.
Instead of pulling all the way out, he withdrew halfway and thrust back in, repeating the motion.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Since A-young's pussy wasn't producing much lubrication, Yuk-gyeong had to keep spitting on it.
Even setting aside the hassle, sex with A-young felt insanely good.
Part of it was her pussy's incredible grip wrapping around his cock, but the real thrill came from the taboo sense of violating her unconscious body.
Yeah, I'm a pervert. A pervert who gets aroused by an unconscious woman.
Yuk-gyeong shook his hips while humbly admitting it to himself.
So what if I'm a pervert? Everyone's got their kinks. Mine are just a bit more varied.
Squelch, squelch, squelch!
Thanks to Yuk-gyeong's diligent spitting and the overflow of his precum, A-young's pussy was now perfectly slick.
No more tugging sensation on the mucosa during full strokes.
Just smooth gliding, delivering perfect stimulation to each other's sensitive walls.
Some say food is better than sex, but better than this? This pleasure from his cock felt like fireworks exploding in his brain.
The stimulation from his erect cock was heavenly ecstasy.
He moved his hips mechanically, thrusting without a thought in the world—as if pistoning was all that existed.
Yuk-gyeong kept at it for a good while.
He shook his hips until his cock and her pussy were rubbed raw and loose. He immersed himself in the pleasure from her hole.
Of course, he didn't neglect exploring her body.
He kneaded her plump breasts, licked her smooth belly and waist, squeezed her full ass—Yuk-gyeong savored every inch of A-young's feminine form.
No milk came from her nipples atop those luscious breasts, but he sucked as if it did. His greedy mouth moved from nipples to licking and sucking her entire heaving mounds.
Too bad she's out cold; no kissing.
Anyway,
All those actions piled pleasure onto his cock.
And when the building ecstasy hit its peak!
"Urgh! Cumming!"
Yuk-gyeong felt the pleasure explode from his cock.
He unleashed his semen deep inside A-young.
Spurt, spurt!
Get pregnant!
No, don't get pregnant!
Yuk-gyeong dumped it all inside her with conflicting emotions. He waited until the last drop, hilted deep, then pop! pulled out.
Exhausted, Yuk-gyeong staggered for a moment but quickly recovered.
His cock still twitched, full of vigor. Could he go another four times like this?
Five rounds without rest. Ever since reaching Response Qi Realm, Yuk-gyeong felt his stamina and virility had improved across the board.
He could tell the gains would scale with his realm. At Response Qi 8th Star, his stamina and libido far surpassed mortals.
Purifying both mind and body, advancing stage by stage—that was the path to immortality.
Many cultivators prioritized mental cultivation, with the body following, but Yuk-gyeong knew from novels that wasn't true.
Both mind and body needed equal cultivation.
Cultivating mind and body together is slower than focusing on one, but it's the sure path to longevity.
Of course, the bonus virility for sex was a big perk.
Response Qi 8th Star already made him an tireless energizer bunny. Higher realms? He could fuck for days, weeks, months straight.
Not that he wanted to, but the ability mattered.
For men, how long you last is a huge deal. Pride on the line.
Becoming an immortal with eternal longevity and infinite stamina? Best of both worlds.
Yuk-gyeong's longing for immortality grew a bit stronger.
Then a practical worry hit him.
Oh, right.
The semen he shot into A-young's body.
No DNA tests here, right?
Never saw any in the novels.
Yeah, probably not. If there were, all the lust demons in the cultivation world would've been caught.
Yuk-gyeong confirmed his semen leaking from A-young's pussy, wiped it with nearby leaves, and turned to leave.
Should he cover her with his robe? Nah, no need to leave evidence.
Absolutely not.
Whose fault would it be if A-young woke up raped? That senior brother's.
He takes the blame without pleasure; I get pleasure without blame. Perfect role division.
Hmm, hmm~
Whistling a tune, Yuk-gyeong—who'd gone into the mountains drunk, forgotten where the bathroom was, and climbed looking for a spot to piss—came down having shot semen instead of urine.
They say lucky people get rice cakes in their sleep, and Yuk-gyeong turned a piss break into a fuck session. The life of a lucky guy?
Sex done, feeling refreshed—time to cultivate.
Cultivate, cultivate. Back at the dorm, dive straight into cultivation. Sounds perfect.
Cultivation is all that matters. In this brutal cultivation world, only your own power is reliable.
Cultivation is the best!
For some reason praising cultivation, Yuk-gyeong headed to his quarters.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ What happened to our protagonist senior brother, knocked out by Yuk-gyeong?
Hyeon-nam was still lying where Yuk-gyeong had beaten him, in a remote corner of Radiant Moon Sect's mountains. He was hit so hard and in such a bad spot that even deep into the night, he couldn't wake.
The chill night air prickled his skin.
His body temperature was dropping. Not enough to kill a Gathering Qi cultivator, but his lips might turn blue.
Protected by leaves and grass, Hyeon-nam's lips slowly regained color.
With time, he'd wake soon enough.
That's when it happened.
A damp wind blew from somewhere, and something appeared out of nowhere.
Under the faint moonlight shrouded by clouds, a bizarre shadow emerged.
Sniff, sniff.
The dark shadow prowled around Hyeon-nam.
Moving on all fours, it circled him, as if checking if he was awake.
Soon...
Lunge!
The shadow overlapped Hyeon-nam,
and eerie, chilling sounds began.
Crunch!
Crack, crack! Snap!
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Morning came, and A-young woke.
Her head throbbed like it might split, and a dull ache pulsed from her lower body. She jolted up but collapsed back from the sharp pain below.
Thud!
"Jang Hyeon-nam...!"
She didn't think her body was defiled. Just utter humiliation. Raped by that bastard. By that pathetic worm...!
A-young tried channeling inner energy to summon her flying sword but staggered from lingering drug effects.
What kind of drug could affect a Gathering Qi cultivator like this?
She barely steadied herself, summoned her sword, and flew.
Back to Iron Citadel Peak.
Morning at Iron Citadel Peak was quiet. Only a few disciples entered the Scripture Hall—mostly peak residents.
Outer disciples working there bowed to inner disciple A-young. Head boiling with rage, she ignored them and stormed into the hall.
Inside, she whipped heaven-earth spiritual energy ferociously at the inner disciple on duty. Her face was stone-cold. Only those who knew her well would see she was at her limit.
"Senior Brother Jang Hyeon-nam—where is he now?"
"Senior Hyeon-nam? Hasn't come back yet. Didn't return to dorms last night. You beat him here first, junior sister."
"Where the hell did that bastard...!"
"Sigh, I don't know what he did this time, but go easy. He's still your senior."
A-young left the carefree Scripture Hall disciple behind and flew off on her sword again.
Wherever that damned rat was hiding, she'd find him and make him die a dog's death.
A-young was ready to raid the Jang family stronghold in Radiant Moon Sect.
But despite her resolve and efforts...
Hyeon-nam didn't return for days. No one could find him anywhere.
Iron Citadel Peak erupted in chaos over the missing disciple. A Core Formation elder personally searched the sect grounds; inner disciples scoured outside.
But no matter how hard they looked, no one found Hyeon-nam....
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