Episode 15
Episode 15
Translation: Godtl
Cheon Mu-jin hurriedly laid Namgung Ju-hee on the floor. Though he had spread out a blanket, it wasn't exactly a comfortable setting. Then, muttering like a doctor, he spoke quickly.
"First, we'll need to stop the bleeding."
"......Whatever it takes, just treat me. The Namgung Clan will compensate you later."
Her tone, as if she were already speaking as a member of the Namgung Clan, was arrogant—but it was an understandable kind of arrogance. After all, calling her the clan's greatest prodigy wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Wherever she got these injuries from, it's a stroke of luck for me.
At a glance, it seemed like she had been toyed with by a formidable master.
Not only were there external wounds, but internal injuries were evident as well.
It's not easy to get hurt like this.
It felt as though some high-level expert had played with her before casting her aside.
Otherwise, there was no way a martial artist at the Transcendent Peak like Namgung Ju-hee could have ended up in this state.
Whoever it was, he was deeply grateful to them.
Cheon Mu-jin quietly lit the Sleeping Incense first.
"What kind of incense is this?"
"It's an anesthetic incense to ease the pain."
"......I see."
As if such a thing existed. Maybe she was this stupid because she'd spent her whole life training with nothing but a sword.
Or perhaps her brain had turned dull because her chest was as big as a dairy cow's.
Either way, it didn't take long before Namgung Ju-hee began to grow increasingly drowsy.
"Young Lady! Can you hear me?"
Even when he shouted loudly, all she did was tremble slightly. She had already lost a lot of blood, and the Sleeping Incense was taking full effect.
"Unfortunately, it seems I'll have to remove your clothes for treatment."
There was no response. Namgung Ju-hee was already unconscious.
Damn, how can someone look this sexy while asleep?
Namgung Ju-hee wasn't a particularly prominent character in the game, so he didn't know much about her. But even at a glance, he couldn't help but think she was incredibly alluring.
Her face had striking shadows, and on top of that, her chest was as big as a cow's.
How did she even swing a sword with breasts like these?
Cheon Mu-jin immediately reached out toward Namgung Ju-hee's body. Her deep brown hair, her snow-white skin in stark contrast, and her slightly pale lips—
Carefully, he removed her upper garment completely, revealing breasts nearly the size of her face.
Indeed, they were of considerable size. 'At a glance, they must be at least a G-cup? Probably even larger than that. Maybe even bigger than Ju-rin's?'
Even accounting for the fact that she must have tightly bound them with bandages to prevent her chest from shaking while wielding her sword, their sheer size remained undeniably impressive. Before he realized it, Cheon Mu-jin's hand had naturally gravitated toward Namgung Ju-hee's breasts. The sensation was heavenly soft. Part of him wanted to plunge his cock in right then and there to savor this supreme pleasure, but he decided to postpone that for now. First, there was something he absolutely had to do before Namgung Ju-hee woke up. If she were to regain consciousness even slightly, it would spell serious trouble. So, before that happened, he needed to seal all her pressure points to render her immobile for the time being.
Without hesitation, Cheon Mu-jin drew a long needle and swiftly struck each of her vital acupoints. Perhaps due to the pain, Namgung Ju-hee's body twitched briefly. But now, it was certain that she wouldn't even be able to muster basic strength for the next few days. For all intents and purposes, she might as well be an ordinary person.
With the Acupoint Sealing complete, now was the time for pure enjoyment. There wasn't much left to do in terms of treating her wounds—just stitching them up and administering a bit of hemostatic medicine. The medicine could wait until she woke up.
Having finished all the emergency treatment, it was finally time for pleasure. He hurriedly stripped off Namgung Ju-hee's undergarments. A dense patch of brown pubic hair, matching the color of her hair, came into view. Between the curls, he could see the tightly closed pink slit. She was most likely a virgin.
"I like the pussy, but the hair is a bit distracting."
Well, if it's distracting, just shave it off. Without a second thought, Cheon Mu-jin pulled out a small knife and began carefully shaving her pubic hair. Before long, Namgung Ju-hee's pussy was left perfectly smooth.
"Now that it's all clean, I should give it a reward."
He lightly stroked her pussy. Though she remained unconscious and showed no sharp reactions, he could feel a strangely warm dampness. That alone was satisfying enough. After rubbing it for a while, her pussy finally began to secrete arousal fluids. Even in an unconscious state, the body's response to stimulation remained unchanged.
"Soaked already, huh? Seems like you enjoyed it."
But stopping here would be a waste. He still needed to enter the main event. Cheon Mu-jin bent down slightly and pressed his lips directly against her pussy. The damp warmth and the slightly sour scent of her sex filled his nose. But something like smell wasn't enough to deter him. He spent a while licking her pussy, sliding his tongue between her folds, savoring the moment.
After a while, he came to a conclusion.
"The diagnosis is simple. The problem isn't just your external injuries, young lady. All your troubles stem from the fact that your pussy is unbearably aroused. As the inheritor of the Demonic Doctor's will, I, Cheon Mu-jin, shall treat you properly."
With those words, he undid his waistband. Rubbing his fully erect cock against her entrance, he slowly pushed in.
Squelch.
A lewd sound that tickled the ears accompanied the sensation of his cock gradually forcing its way into Namgung Ju-hee's tight passage. As expected of a virgin, she was tight, but she still accepted him well. Before long, his cock had completely pierced through her hymen, filling her depths entirely. The grip was intense—so much so that it was nearly suffocating.
"What an exquisite pussy. Rather than the future Best Sword Under Heaven, you might as well be called the Best Pussy Under Heaven."
Her insides were scorching hot. Scarlet virgin blood trickled down between her thighs.
He hadn't even thrust a few times when an overwhelming urge to cum surged from his lower body. With a groan, he released a flood of white seed inside her.
Just as he was pulling out and cleaning up, he felt a sharp, prickling gaze on the back of his head. Turning around with a sinking feeling, Cheon Mu-jin found himself locking eyes with a furious glare.
***
The moment Namgung Ju-hee opened her eyes, she took in her surroundings. The first thing she saw was herself lying down, and beneath her, a man thrusting his hips.
At first, she experienced cognitive dissonance. Where was she? What was this man doing? But soon, the strange excitement and the uncomfortable sensation between her legs made her realize the situation.
The moment the act concluded, Namgung Ju-hee screamed as if she had been waiting for it.
"You—!"
"Ah, you're awake. I had a feeling, but I didn't expect you to stay silent the whole time."
"I'll kill you!"
Just as Namgung Ju-hee tried to rise in fury, she sensed something was wrong. No matter how hard she tried to muster strength, her body refused to obey. It felt as though she had lost all control over her limbs.
"What have you done to my body...?"
"I've sealed your acupoints. You won't be moving for a while. Don't even think about struggling."
Namgung Ju-hee's abdomen, arms, and legs—every part of her—had already been locked in place by acupoint sealing. Even if she wanted to, there was no way she could move.
"......"
She fell silent. But something was off. Cheon Mu-jin observed her with a physician's eye. There was a strange tension in her, as if she were desperately trying to gather her energy.
"Are you seriously attempting to break the acupoint seal?"
"......"
No answer came, but silence was answer enough. Cheon Mu-jin couldn't just stand by and watch. If she somehow succeeded, it would spell serious trouble.
"Did you really think I'd just let you do as you please?"
Acting before things spiraled out of control was the only wise choice. Without hesitation, he drew a long Golden Needle from his sleeve—a refined tool of acupuncture, often called the Golden Needle. But the situation took a turn for the worse far quicker than expected.
Had she pushed herself too hard in trying to break the seal? Or had her internal injuries worsened? A trickle of crimson blood spilled from the corner of Namgung Ju-hee's lips. If left unchecked, she wouldn't just become an obedient puppet—she'd lose her martial arts entirely. That wasn't part of the plan.
Cheon Mu-jin immediately drove the Golden Needle into the crown of her head.
"Ghh—!"
Seizing the moment her mouth opened in shock, he flicked a Demonic Ghost Pill straight into her throat. When one suffered internal injuries from forcibly breaking acupoint seals, the only remedy was to circulate Qi to heal the damage—and prevent demonic deviation.
"I'll have to unblock the meridians."
The most vital meridians in the human body were protected by the skull. But the Golden Needle was strong enough to pierce through bone. In an instant, it penetrated her cranium, numbing the Qi and blood flow beneath.
"Ugh...!"
As the needle burrowed deeper into her brain, Namgung Ju-hee's face twisted in pain, her body jerking involuntarily. And now, with the Demonic Ghost Pill taking effect, righteous Qi clashed violently with demonic energy, worsening her condition.
On the brink of demonization, Cheon Mu-jin retrieved four more Golden Needles from his sleeve. Now was the time to properly execute the Memory Seal technique he had studied. Without hesitation, he drove the needles into her skull.
The way Namgung Ju-hee convulsed in response was rather... entertaining.