Chapter 58
Chapter 58
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 58
Chapter Title: Elder Han Ryeo-un (2)
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The heart of the ruins.
As Yuk-gyeong pierced through the powerful barrier, he felt the air change. The barrier, which blocked human access so fiercely, seemed to physically sever the space itself.
The depths of the ruins were shrouded in darkness, as if devouring all light.
Should he light a torch? Ever-prepared Yuk-gyeong had brought one along.
But igniting a flame in a place where unknown dangers lurked was too risky.
He waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, then slowly began to move forward.
How long had he walked?
Yuk-gyeong arrived in a hexagonal chamber.
That's when he realized there was someone already there.
"Gathering Qi Realm? Who are you?"
A voice thick with tension.
But unmistakably a woman's voice.
The aura she exuded was at least Core Formation.
This was a presence only someone at Core Formation could emit.
The pressure from the highly alert woman felt like standing before a tiger as a mere mortal.
A woman at Core Formation.
Which meant...
An elder of the Radiant Moon Sect?
If there wasn't another female Core Formation cultivator who had entered the ruins separately, it had to be her.
Yuk-gyeong answered honestly.
"I am a disciple of the Radiant Moon Sect."
"Hoo, I see. I can sense the energy of the Supreme Primordial Yang Chant Scripture in your foundational technique. An inner sect disciple of the Radiant Moon Sect? I am Elder Han Ryeo-un. I broke through the barrier in a desperate bid after an ambush... only to end up in this unknown place."
She can even tell what my foundational technique is? If I'd lied about my sect to a Core Formation expert, I'd have been gruesomely killed.
Thank goodness she's an elder from the Radiant Moon Sect. Otherwise, my head would've been flying.
Yuk-gyeong politely explained to the elder.
"This appears to be the innermost sanctum of the ruins. The surroundings are sealed by barriers that can't be easily dispelled."
"...Mm."
Elder Han let out a small groan, as if something bothered her, and Yuk-gyeong wondered what it was.
What could be making her groan like that? Is something uncomfortable?
Yuk-gyeong's desire to check on Elder Han's condition stemmed from pure goodwill.
If something was wrong with her, he wanted to help with all his heart.
"I'll... light a fire."
Yuk-gyeong lit the torch he had prepared.
"Ah, no!"
Despite Elder Han's scream-like cry, the flame ignited relentlessly.
Fwoosh!
The chamber revealed itself under the firelight.
Elder Han, leaning against one wall and panting heavily, looked utterly disheveled—unlike her usual self. Her face, barely covered by a thin veil, was flushed deep red, and the skin peeking through her disarrayed robes was mottled and inflamed.
Yuk-gyeong, whose knowledge of sexual matters was unmatched, instantly recognized her condition as estrus induced by an aphrodisiac.
So he tried to look away. No point in upsetting a Core Formation elder unnecessarily.
As Yuk-gyeong turned his head, he noticed the walls were covered with paintings.
What... is this?
They were erotic illustrations.
Depictions of men and women engaged in explicit sexual acts.
Oddly, the images of penetration in various bizarre positions also traced winding paths through the bodies, seemingly illustrating the flow of spiritual energy.
Such erotic paintings filled all six walls densely.
Embarrassingly arousing on their own, yet together they evoked a strange sense of grandeur.
"This is..."
"Haa, haa, haaah."
Just looking at the paintings stirred mounting excitement. Yuk-gyeong felt his own body heating up.
His cock hardened and throbbed, his mouth parched dry. As if a luscious female form lay before him.
'An effect from the paintings? My body's getting hot.'
Elder Han, seeing Yuk-gyeong's form in the firelight, had her suppressed aphrodisiac flare up. Long-repressed, it surged wildly at the sight of a man, igniting her estrus rapidly.
"Hngh!"
Elder Han became no longer human, but a beast in heat.
Flipping her robe aside, she lunged at Yuk-gyeong, clinging to him and licking his neck, ear, cheeks, and nose bridge.
She had to do something—anything—to quench the fire raging inside her.
Elder Han gave no thought to the chastity she'd guarded for over 150 years. She couldn't.
The scorching heat and lewd hallucinations from the aphrodisiac had banished her reason to some distant land.
The two entwined like grafted trees.
It started with a kiss. Lips met lips, tongues intertwined and exchanged. Tongues and saliva mingling fueled their arousal.
As Yuk-gyeong's cock swelled and twitched fully erect, Elder Han shuddered. But soon she pressed closer, more aggressively, seeking to sate her burning lust.
The fierce kiss continued as they stripped each other's clothes off.
Elder Han Ryeo-un's naked body was revealed.
Her nude form was flawless. Smoother and more pristine than any woman's he'd seen. The jade-like body unique to Core Formation bore no blemish or filth.
Ryeo-un's figure was perfectly balanced. Her pert breasts, slender waist, beautifully flared hips—everything evoked the ideal human form.
How could a human body be so divine?
As cultivation advanced, the flesh perfected itself. Toward its most ideal state.
Ryeo-un at Core Formation resembled a celestial fairy. A beauty too perfect for the mortal world.
Yuk-gyeong, entranced, devoured her nude form with his eyes.
Her skin carried a peach scent. Ripe, sugary peaches.
Without thinking, Yuk-gyeong licked her bare skin. Expecting sweetness.
No sweetness came. Instead, a subtle saltiness and musky tang.
As his tongue trailed over her, Ryeo-un trembled.
His tongue slid lower, and her body quivered more. Anticipation and excitement made pussy juice dribble from her slit.
Yuk-gyeong's mouth and tongue reached her pussy.
Slurp!
Yuk-gyeong ravished Ryeo-un's pussy freely. He flicked his tongue, suckled with his lips. Each motion made her pussy gush floods of juice.
"Haht!"
After thoroughly toying with her pussy, Yuk-gyeong slyly climbed up.
He whispered into Ryeo-un's ear.
"Haa, I'm putting it in."
"Put it in, please put it in."
Squelch!
As Yuk-gyeong's cock entered Ryeo-un's pussy, it clenched tight around him.
Her pussy gripped his cock greedily, refusing to let go. Yuk-gyeong had to strain to pull halfway out.
He drew halfway out and thrust back in, repeating the motion.
Each thrust made her pussy leak juice, slicking his pistoning.
"Haak!"
Their bodies rippled like waves.
Ryeo-un, clumsy at first, soon synced perfectly with his movements.
When he thrust deep, she arched her waist slightly to take him deeper.
They devoured each other wordlessly like beasts. As if fused as one.
Occasionally, Ryeo-un's reason flickered back. Amid endless ecstasy, overwhelming pleasure sometimes snapped her briefly aware.
'Fucking a mere boy! An inner sect disciple from my own sect, no less!'
Shame and taboo twisted her in ecstasy.
As an elder, her pride and dignity—vanished, replaced by coupling with an inner disciple.
But such torment soon faded.
The relentless sex banished reason again, amplified by the aphrodisiac.
Instinctively, they mimicked the poses.
From the wall-filling erotic paintings.
In doggy style, as Ryeo-un rose her waist, Yuk-gyeong grabbed her arms and rocked his hips. Two shallow thrusts, one deep.
Her pussy's pressure intensified, squeezing like a fist. He felt something warm and soft flowing into him.
Essence blood?
But it wasn't exploitation. As he absorbed hers, his own naturally flowed back to her.
A cycle.
"Haaak! Feels weird, so weird!"
"Aaaah, I'm going crazy!"
In side-entry, lifting one leg and holding it, Yuk-gyeong thrust. Her smooth, soft thigh alone nearly made him cum.
But he held back.
The up-down pressure differed from side squeezes, a new sensation. Pussy juice streamed like a brook.
"Hngh, hngh, hngh!"
"Haa, twist your waist this way a bit."
Lying straight, Ryeo-un lifted her hips; Yuk-gyeong matched, rubbing her pussy's upper wall. Eight shallow, two deep—amplifying pleasure.
This pose invigorated their spiritual energy, scraping her sweet spot until she wailed.
Ryeo-un climaxed repeatedly, moaning incoherently.
"Haaaak! Ahhng!"
"Mm..."
The truth of the wall paintings:
Dual Cultivation techniques.
Also called Bedroom Arts, researched by ancient cultivators seeking longevity and immortality.
Now dismissed by modern immortals, it was once a secret, treasured method.
That's why this innermost ruin chamber held them.
An ultimate secret art even in antiquity.
Clumsy as they were, mimicking it boosted their inner power.
Of course, to them, it was just sex. Side benefits didn't matter.
They coiled like mating snakes.
Yuk-gyeong checked his Fuck Status Window mid-thrust, mind clearing briefly—yet still pounding away.
Gripping her slender waist.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Sexual intercourse confirmed. Compatible Dual Cultivation technique detected. What will you copy? [1. Spiritual Root] [2. Five Elements] [3. Abilities] [4. Vitality]