Chapter 32
Chapter 32
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: Seductive Witch Chae Eon-jeong
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Yuk-gyeong, having mulled it over, reached a tentative conclusion.
It was still just speculation for now, but the timeline between him and the protagonist Yongheon was completely out of sync. He might even exist in an earlier era than that one.
He had no idea exactly how much earlier it was compared to Yongheon, but if the novel starring the protagonist Yongheon was the main story, then the time period Yuk-gyeong lived in could be called the prequel.
Prequel!
An earlier time period!
I might be able to snag those old-school opportunities the protagonist had. I don't know how far apart the timelines are yet, so I'll have to look into that bit by bit.
The problem, though, was that the trendy events and opportunities the protagonist went through were all in the future—he couldn't touch those.
Phew.
At least that's one weight off my shoulders.
No need to worry about the Radiant Moon Sect collapsing, right?
Now that he'd found the clue that his time was misaligned with the protagonist's, it was time to focus on opportunities.
This was a book on barrier techniques so rare that even the protagonist would call it an opportunity.
What was a barrier, anyway?
A barrier divided a certain area and imposed restrictions on certain actions.
Typical restrictions included blocking entry, forbidding flight, or preventing killing.
Methods for barrier techniques included mechanisms, mantras, and talismans, and this 'Pure Land Mantra Barrier Technique' was a book related to barriers using mantras and talismans.
Mantras and talismans were the most common methods for barriers in this immortal cultivation world, and as a book that completely mastered the mainstream techniques, the protagonist reached the level of a barrier grandmaster with this one volume alone.
Yuk-gyeong carefully placed the 'Pure Land Mantra Barrier Technique' book on the shelf and left the eastern wing.
Time to head back to the main sect.
Having sorted out his complicated thoughts, Yuk-gyeong descended the mountain.
So he might have overlooked it for a moment.
This was an area where demon cultivators often appeared.
The Full Blood Mountain training cave was a shared zone used by both orthodox and demonic cultivators alike.
And with no one guarding it, criminal acts happened frequently here too.
Like that woman blocking the single path down the mountain right in front of him, clearly up to no good.
Hmm, she let out a slender hum as she gazed at Yuk-gyeong, a thin smile playing on her lips.
"To think I'd run into a Response Qi Realm man out here. Perfect snack material, walking right into my mouth."
She was a true demon cultivator!
Demon cultivator.
The term for cultivators who walked the demonic path—they didn't follow the righteous way but pursued the path of malice.
Hadn't Yuk-gyeong once considered walking the demonic path himself?
The reason he hadn't boldly left the Radiant Moon Sect for it was precisely because of people like her scattered everywhere.
Those who despised the weak, exploited them, and even devoured them.
That place was the wilds, pure wilds.
Anyway,
The good don't come; those who come aren't good.
A virtuous person wouldn't block a narrow path like a bandit.
And he couldn't underestimate her just because she was a woman—in the immortal cultivation world, realm was everything. The faint pressure emanating from her made it clear she was definitely stronger than Yuk-gyeong.
The woman, dressed in a tight-fitting red floral outfit that clung to her body, revealed her figure perfectly. Her full breasts and hips, with a slender waist cinched in tight, formed perfect curves.
Her attire blatantly defied the conservative norms of women in the Moon Kingdom as she swayed her hips seductively toward Yuk-gyeong, flaunting her lust.
She was Chae Eon-jeong, a Gathering Qi Realm demon cultivator.
A notorious demon cultivator with a wanted poster out in the Moon Kingdom.
"Who are you? What right do you have to block my path?"
Yuk-gyeong threw out the question while racking his brain.
What should he do here?
Run.
He spun on his heel and bolted without looking back. No chance of winning. Judging by the pressure, she was at least two realms above him.
"Hoho, daring to play tricks in front of me? Where do you think you're going!"
Eon-jeong unleashed a wind spell, coiling it around Yuk-gyeong and yanking him toward her.
Whoosh!
It was like hands made of wind grabbing him and hoisting him into the air.
Whoa, whoa—in that instant, Yuk-gyeong was airborne.
"Eek!"
He twisted his body. But whenever he tried to slip free, a counter gust blew from the opposite direction, keeping him pinned at the center of the wind.
He couldn't break loose no matter what.
But Yuk-gyeong resisted even harder. This was a full Gathering Qi Realm cultivator. Who knew what she'd do if he got captured? He wasn't about to go quietly—he refused to leave his fate in someone else's hands.
This time, he tried to warp the flow of her spell and disrupt it.
The moment the spell wavered under the influence of his spiritual energy,
"A Response Qi Realm pipsqueak doing amusing things."
Boom!
A deafening roar echoed only in Yuk-gyeong's ears, blood trickling from them. Internal injury.
Eon-jeong had brutally suppressed his twisted spiritual energy with her own inner power. His disrupted flow backlashed, injuring him.
"Kuhk!"
If Yuk-gyeong had tried to bend a thin wire with brute force, Eon-jeong had slammed a press down on it—crunch!
'This is the true power of a Gathering Qi Realm...!'
But he couldn't give up...!
Ding-ling!
A eerie bell toll rang from deep within Yuk-gyeong's sleeve.
His dharma treasure, the Soul-Seizing Bell!
The bizarre chime that muddled the mind and shook the soul seemed distant at first, then grew closer—strangely hypnotic.
Yuk-gyeong poured a massive surge of spiritual energy into the Soul-Seizing Bell, maximizing its effect.
Ding-ling!!
The soul-shaking peal thundered in his ears like lightning!
This should land even a Gathering Qi Realm cultivator a solid hit...
"Hehe, a Response Qi Realm with a dharma treasure? I'll make good use of this. As expected, treasures wielded by Response Qi cultivators barely tap half their power."
The seductive witch, her lascivious smile unchanged, flicked her sleeve and snatched Yuk-gyeong's Soul-Seizing Bell as if it were her own.
He watched in horror as the traitorous bell scampered to her side, vomiting blood in his heart. That sneaky dharma treasure!
'Damn it... the dharma treasure I borrowed from Elder Bu... I should've just kept it!'
The Turtle Shell Bracelet he'd borrowed from Elder Bu had long been returned.
His overly honest conscience that made him return borrowed goods promptly felt like a betrayal today.
No time to scatter the talismans piled on the shelf either.
Because the seductive witch had stripped him down to his shelf.
Yuk-gyeong felt despair sink in.
This part showed just how pathetic that inner disciple Sa-suk had been when he tried to rape Yu Sa-go, and how much that spell counter had shifted the fight in his favor.
Even that loser Sa-suk in perfect condition probably would've beaten him. Pathetic as he was.
That was the gap between Response Qi and Gathering Qi Realms.
No matter how pathetic, a Gathering Qi cultivator didn't lose to Response Qi—except in extremely rare cases.
Yuk-gyeong, nursing internal injuries, was dragged along by the wind's grasp when something bizarre happened.
Gusts whipped around, spiritual energy rattling him every which way, and his clothes were completely stripped off!
In an instant, Yuk-gyeong was naked.
His dangling member shrank in the cold wind.
"Hehe. No need to be shy. I'll strip too."
Swish, swish!
Eon-jeong undressed with her own hands. Her lewd outfit came off entirely with just one clasp undone.
Yuk-gyeong hadn't given up yet. Even dragged naked by the wind's hand, he plotted his next move.
'I've still got Foresight Fist. If I get close and strike suddenly, even a Gathering Qi cultivator might falter?'
When he figured he'd been pulled close enough—right in front of Eon-jeong—he thrust out his fist!
Whoosh!
But the satisfying thwack he hoped for never came.
Eon-jeong easily dodged his punch, then flicked her fingers to launch him back into the air.
Yuk-gyeong's decent fistfighting was powerless against proper spellwork. That was why martial artists couldn't match cultivators.
"Y-You witch! Put me down! Set me down and fight fair!"
Their naked brawl ended anticlimactically.
With Yuk-gyeong's total defeat.
Eon-jeong flipped him upside down, stroking his face as she spoke.
"You're really handsome. Not usually my type for pretty boys, but still."
The seductive witch Chae Eon-jeong circled him once, hips swaying wide, as if appraising him.
Her body was perfection on the surface.
Voluptuous breasts, slim waist, wide hips, and sleek legs. Her figure embodied every man's fantasy, awe-inspiring to behold.
He could confidently say it outdid any adult video actresses from his past life.
And her face? Far from lacking. Somehow smoother than actresses who haunted dermatologists in his previous life.
A perky nose, upturned eyes giving a feline allure, slender lips exuding raw sensuality.
Sensuality, nudity, clothes dissolving at once.
That's right. Eon-jeong was a demon cultivator skilled in Harvesting Yang to Supplement Yin.
"Shall we get started then? I'll make you feel good first. So you won't regret heading to the afterlife."
Hanging Yuk-gyeong like meat in a slaughterhouse, Eon-jeong blew a whoosh of wind at his member.
Like magic, his shrunken dick sprang to life, throbbing eagerly as if awaiting her lips.
Eon-jeong brought her mouth to it.
Her red, thin lips enveloped his member with a smack.
Slurp!
He felt it enter the warmth of her mouth, licked by something slick. Electric pleasure surged through him.
Eon-jeong suckled his dick, tongue laving it slowly, savoring.
Slurp, slurp!
Yuk-gyeong lost his mind as the soft licking overwhelmed him. Especially when her tongue hit the glans—even hanging upside down, he bucked.
Savoring his reactions, Eon-jeong soon began sucking fiercely.
Chup!
Jjup, jjup!
Hahk!
Yuk-gyeong shuddered at the suction threatening to pull his soul out through his dick. The witch knew every inch of a man's body—especially cocks—targeting all his weak spots.
Once inside her mouth, it was a pitiful rabbit before a tiger.
Her tongue tip tapping under the glans made his body stiffen; she smirked, relishing it.
Lips gliding up and down the shaft, sucking greedily, relaxed him—then clamping hard on the head tensed him right back up.
Thus, Eon-jeong mapped every weakness, prime erogenous zone, and mere sensitive spot.
Time to play.
Jjup-jjup, jjup-jjup!
Her tongue danced wildly inside as her head bobbed rhythmically, stroking down and up the shaft while teasing every pleasure point.
"Hahk! Hahk-!"
Yuk-gyeong heaved ragged breaths, as if forgetting how to breathe.
The ecstasy crashing through his upside-down body surrendered him in seconds. He couldn't hold back.
"I-I'm cumming!"
"Mmph, mmph!"
The witch caught every spurt of semen in her mouth, not spilling a drop.
To ensure it, she suckled hard to the end.
Yuk-gyeong writhed, tormented by her mouth's final assault, crawling to escape even a little.
Of course, she held his waist firm, slurping like a straw to drain even the last remnants from his urethra.
Even so, once she'd sucked him dry, Eon-jeong released him. He dropped to the ground with a thud, still inverted.
Thud!
'Run... gotta run.'
Yuk-gyeong crawled backward on his back, putting any distance he could between them, gasping raggedly.
"Haa, haa."
The witch toyed with his extracted semen in her mouth. Her tongue wriggling like a sea serpent in a semen ocean—utterly erotic.
Gulp!
Eon-jeong swallowed Yuk-gyeong's load with practiced ease, flashing a provocative smile while licking her lips.
He'd been utterly toyed with by that mouth.
Wiping her mouth with her hand, the witch asked seductively,
"Haa, how was it? Felt good, right? You came buckets. Fresh juice. I'm in for a real treat today."
Yuk-gyeong, dazed in pleasure beyond pleasure, propped himself on the ground.
Yeah, but he came everything. As long as it doesn't get hard again, she can't toy with him more.
So he thought. His dick hung utterly limp, drained of all vigor from the orgasm.