Episode 21
Episode 21
Translation: Godtl
After the explanation about the Cooperative Battle concluded, Cheon Mu-jin headed to the training ground with Ye-ryeong.
On the way, Cheon Mu-jin asked her:
"Did you see the expressions on their faces earlier?"
Ye-ryeong nodded. She had seen it too.
The unmistakable fury directed at her Master.
"They looked like they were about to do something reckless soon."
"Reckless? Some have already acted."
Cheon Gi-baek.
Cheon Gi-baek had already sent his subordinates to assassinate Cheon Mu-jin.
Unfortunately for him, the attempt failed. If anything, it only seemed to make him even more brazen afterward.
Having lived his entire life doing as he pleased, it was only natural that he would be furious now that things weren't going his way.
"Don't worry. I'll protect you, Master."
Ye-ryeong smiled faintly.
Her crescent-moon-shaped eyes exuded an enchanting aura.
If Cheon Gi-baek were to openly pick a fight, she looked ready to kill him on the spot.
'As she is now, could Ye-ryeong win against Cheon Gi-baek?'
In terms of Internal Energy, she would undoubtedly be stronger. She had been a martial artist of the Namgung Clan, and even within the Murim Alliance, she had been nurtured as the greatest prodigy, diligently fed rare elixirs.
'The problem is that this prodigy has lost her memories and now serves me.'
She had forgotten all the sword techniques of the Namgung Clan. Now, she was only roughly mimicking the martial arts of the Dark Ink Sword Family.
Given her innate talent, she could pull it off without much trouble, but that alone wouldn't be enough to defeat Cheon Gi-baek.
Regardless of his actual skill, the martial arts he practiced were the fist techniques of the Fist Demon Clan, one of the Four Great Clans of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.
If they fought, wouldn't the outcome be too close to call?
'I need to get a proper sword technique into Ye-ryeong's hands soon.'
Preferably one from a higher-ranking sect.
"Either way, they won't be able to act recklessly for a while. You saw firsthand how I broke Cheon Yeon-hwa. They won't dare underestimate me like before."
"Cheon Yeon-hwa... You mean that woman from before?"
"Yeah. You did well."
Truthfully, it was unlikely that Cheon Yeon-hwa would have lost even in a direct confrontation.
But the moment she suffered even a minor injury in their fight, the real problem would begin.
There was no way Cheon Gi-baek wouldn't hear about it, and naturally, he would go to great lengths to eliminate Cheon Mu-jin.
That was why Cheon Mu-jin had chosen to have Ye-ryeong preemptively cripple Cheon Yeon-hwa.
Ye-ryeong's strength was comparable to Cheon Gi-baek's, so inflicting a serious injury on Cheon Yeon-hwa was simple.
After tracking her movements in advance, Ye-ryeong ambushed her and dealt a critical blow before immediately fleeing.
Without concrete evidence, Cheon Yeon-hwa could only suspect—but never confirm—who had done it.
"You made sure she couldn't trace it back to you?"
"Of course. I deliberately used the basic sword techniques taught at the Demon Path Pavilion instead of the Dark Ink Sword Family's style. I also altered my physique with the Bone Alteration Art before engaging."
"Good job."
If she hadn't used the Bone Alteration Art, it might have been risky.
Given Ye-ryeong's exceptional swordsmanship and her unmistakably large chest, they were practically like identification tags.
"She probably can't even imagine it was me."
With her bone structure altered and her swordplay reduced to basic techniques, there were countless possibilities to consider—none of which would lead back to her.
In the end, Cheon Yeon-hwa would be too preoccupied with this to focus on training properly.
Even if she tried, her injuries would make it difficult to achieve any meaningful progress.
"Excellent. With this, it's as good as having already taken one of them out of the running."
Out of the four Young Cult Leader candidates, one had effectively been neutralized. Naturally, this brought Cheon Mu-jin one step closer to the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.
A smile naturally formed on his face.
"But Master... don't I deserve a reward for working so hard?"
"A reward?"
At that moment, Cheon Mu-jin looked at Ye-ryeong. Her crescent-shaped eyes were fixed on him, slowly trailing down his body.
He instinctively understood what kind of reward she wanted.
"Haha, yeah. I think I know exactly what you're asking for."
It would have been nice if they had a private lodging, but unfortunately, that wasn't an option yet.
Still, if he passed the third stage of the exam, he would be granted personal quarters. Until then, he led her deeper into the forest.
In a secluded area where no one could sense their presence, Cheon Mu-jin spoke.
"I'll give you your reward. Take off your clothes."
***
Amidst the tall grass that concealed them, Ye-ryeong was the first to move.
She immediately stripped off all her clothes, leaving only her undergarments before finally baring herself completely.
Her ample, voluptuous breasts swayed as they were revealed. The nipples at their peaks had already hardened, asserting their presence unmistakably.
Next, she slid down the undergarments covering her lower half. A thin, glistening thread of moisture stretched between the fabric and her slit before snapping.
No hair had grown there yet.
It was quite a sight.
"Want to start with a blowjob?"
"Blowjob?"
Ye-ryeong didn't understand the term. Upon reflection, Cheon Mu-jin realized that someone from the Central Plains wouldn't be familiar with the word.
"Suck it with your mouth."
"Ah... Like that woman with the big tits did before?"
"Yeah."
Truthfully, there wasn't much difference in breast size between Ye-ryeong and Ju-rin—at least, that's how Cheon Mu-jin saw it.
But he didn't voice that thought aloud. There was no need to stir up unnecessary feelings in this situation.
"Similar enough."
As Cheon Mu-jin lowered his pants, Ye-ryeong stepped forward.
She immediately pressed her head between his thighs.
Her soft, plush lips touched the head of his cock.
"Ugh."
A fragrant scent wafted from Ye-ryeong's hair, positioned right in front of his waist.
In an era without shampoo, her natural aroma was surprisingly fresh.
Gulp.
The sound of Ye-ryeong wetting her lips reached his ears. Before he knew it, she had already taken his shaft into her mouth.
As she did, her warm breath brushed against his length.
"Once you've sucked enough, I'll give you your reward."
"...Yes."
Her voice, dripping with rapture, was accompanied by lewd, wet noises that incessantly teased his ears.
Whether it was intentional or instinctive, he couldn't tell.
But before swallowing him deeper, Ye-ryeong first pressed her lips against the tip with a smack. Then, she diligently swirled her tongue around the shaft, stimulating him relentlessly.
Schlick, slurp, schlop, schlurp, smack.
Ye-ryeong's head bobbed back and forth as she took him deeper. The warm, wet cavern of her mouth repeatedly teased his cock.
Was the title of Greatest Prodigy Under Heaven applicable to things other than martial arts?
Her blowjob skills were improving in real time.
"I'm close."
Before long, Cheon Mu-jin felt the familiar tension building. Without hesitation, he released his thick load straight into Ye-ryeong's mouth.
Splurt.
"Hngk!"
The sensation of the viscous fluid hitting her throat made Ye-ryeong freeze momentarily, but she swallowed it all down regardless.
Even without being told, the way she obediently drank every last drop was rather endearing.
Gulp, gulp.
Only after swallowing every last drop did Ye-ryeong finally pull back, releasing his cock.
Her cheeks were flushed, her slightly parted lips connected by sticky strands of cum, and her eyes glistened with unshed tears.
Her face was truly a sight to behold—like a work of art.
"Good girl. Now for your real reward. Stick your ass out this way."
Ye-ryeong moved swiftly.
She immediately presented her rear. Was it because of the earlier stimulation?
Her lower half glistened with slick arousal, her thighs already wet. Her twitching asshole and the glistening folds of her pussy, thoroughly soaked, were now fully on display.
Thanks to the blowjob, his cock was already slick with saliva. Without hesitation, he plunged inside her.
Schlick.
His fully erect shaft penetrated her depths in one thrust.
"Hnnngh!!"
Ye-ryeong's reaction was intense. A sharp moan escaped her lips unbidden as her waist trembled violently.
Upon closer inspection, her arousal was dripping incessantly, as if a flood had broken loose.
A shallow puddle had already formed beneath her.
"Does it feel that good?"
"Yessss... Master's cock is the best..."
Cheon Mu-jin grinned at her answer and began thrusting vigorously.
Each time their flesh collided with a lewd slap, Ye-ryeong's ass jolted in response.
Before long, she had covered her face with both hands, emitting nothing but sticky, wanton moans.
It was as if she didn't want him to see her face, thoroughly contorted in pleasure.
"Hahh, hnngh!!"
But did that mean Cheon Mu-jin would leave her alone?
Of course not.
Watching a woman writhe in ecstasy only made him want to tease her more—wasn't that just a master's prerogative?
Cheon Mu-jin immediately raised his hand high.
Then, he brought it down hard on her wriggling ass.
SMACK!
His palm struck her pale buttocks, causing the flesh to ripple and leaving behind a bright red handprint.
He didn't stop at just one or two.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"Ahh! Hahh! Nngh!"
In rhythm with his thrusts, Ye-ryeong whimpered and moaned as her ass was spanked.
Before long, one side of her rear had turned completely red.
It was an obscene sight.
Even though her ass must have been stinging, Ye-ryeong turned her head back and asked:
"I-Is it over?"
"Why? Do you want more?"
"Yes..."
Ye-ryeong's voice trailed off as she answered. Unlike her usual confident demeanor, this hesitant side of her was oddly delightful.
"I'd love to keep going too, but we need to start preparing for the Cooperative Battle soon."
"...Understood. Then my next reward will be after we win the Cooperative Battle."
Cheon Mu-jin nodded in agreement.