The Poison King's Rejuvenation
"Slurp! ...Suck! ...Haa! What a truly soft body you have... Cindy."
"Slurp, smooch~♥ Sluuuurp... Haup... Hehe... Your body is also... so firm and hot~♥"
Dang Baek savored Cindy’s pussy with slow, shallow thrusts before finally releasing every drop of his cum deep inside her. Even then, he kept his cock buried within her as he gradually shifted their positions. He had taken her from behind like a bitch in heat, but now he turned her body, sat on the bed, and drew her into a face-to-face seated embrace.
He slowly leaned his face toward hers. Cindy closed her eyes as if she had been waiting for exactly this moment and pressed her lips to his heavily bearded chin. She crushed her breasts against his chest, wrapped her arms around his neck, and locked her legs around his waist in a tight leg lock, continuing a kiss that overflowed with both affection and raw obscenity.
As Dang Baek’s thick member slowly regained its hardness inside her, the lewd dance of her tongue and the rough scrape of his beard overwhelmed Cindy’s senses. Unable to endure the feeling of his cock swelling once more within her pussy, she began to roll her hips with ever more seductive urgency.
Smack smack smack, squelch… smack♥.
"Mmm… Aaah♥! …Auuu… Haaang!"
"Khhm! Hoo… What a vixen you are! To possess a pussy that feels this good. Are all Westerners like this? Hehehe!"
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Gripping Cindy’s waist with renewed vigor, Dang Baek seized her soft ass and shook her body, slamming her pussy against his lower half at a frantic pace. He drove himself harder, determined to fill her once again.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch♥! Sluuuuurp!!♥
Jiggle jiggle jiggle~
With every thrust, the love juices flooding from Cindy’s pussy sprayed violently between her compressed folds, soaking Dang Baek’s lower body. Her massive breasts bounced wildly as lewd moans spilled from her lips. Dang Baek reached out with both hands, roughly seizing those heavy mounds and kneading them with open lust.
"Mmm..! Ahk…! Haeung… Uuu…♥!! S-Sir♥!"
And so Dang Baek continued to ravish Cindy without pause. The superior female known as Cindy had completely paralyzed the reason of the male known as Dang Baek, while Cindy herself actively lured him deeper into depravity. Her dazzling appearance, body brimming with explosive sexual energy, and the dual cultivation art Hwanhi Soyogo proved potent enough to drag even the Poison King into the abyss of lust. Only after the hour of the tiger had passed did their frenzied coupling finally ease into a temporary lull.
While embracing Cindy, Dang Baek had experienced true rejuvenation. Satisfied, he began to massage her soft, addictive flesh. Cindy lay with her back against his chest, his revived cock nestled against the silky skin of her ass. Dang Baek contentedly fondled her abundant breasts, savoring the afterglow.
"I understand. Should the Alliance request reinforcements, I will go to the Martial Alliance myself. Naturally, I will also dispatch a suitable number of troops from our Dang Clan."
"Aang~ Sir… If you keep fondling my breasts like that… I’m going to want it again….♥"
"Haha, I want more too, but… morning is nearly upon us, so we must tidy up. Still, since you will be staying in the Dang Clan… do not worry. You are always welcome in my arms."
Still nestled in Dang Baek’s embrace, Cindy faithfully carried out An Rok-san’s orders. If the world learned that Dang Baek—the man known as the Poison King and Supreme Patriarch of the Sichuan Dang Clan—had succumbed to a woman’s seduction, it would cause an uproar. Yet for Dang Baek, Cindy was worth such risk. If he could continue enjoying her, he would surrender anything he possessed without the slightest regret.
"Now… you should leave quickly. The sun will rise soon. If anyone sees us… it will be troublesome for both of us."
"Understood. Then…♥"
Smooch♥
Just before dressing and departing, Cindy planted a kiss on Dang Baek’s cheek. She playfully yet seductively stuck out her tongue, acting cute as she slipped away. Caught off guard by the sudden gesture, Dang Baek failed to maintain his composure. For a moment, his face resembled that of a lovestruck boy as he stared after her.
By then Cindy had already quietly left the room and was nowhere to be seen.
"….I feel as if I have wasted my entire life. To only meet a woman like her now… Wife… I am sorry… Haa."
Dang Baek, utterly captivated by Cindy’s charm, let out a deep sigh. Her allure ran so deep and wide that a single night of passion had eclipsed the wife he had loved for a lifetime.
At first he had simply thought her beautiful. Yet after holding her in his arms, he could no longer maintain that detached view. He felt he had lived his life in vain. A man who had devoted his entire existence to martial and poison arts in order to elevate the Sichuan Dang Clan, Dang Baek found Cindy an interest so sweet and stimulating that it marked a genuine turning point in a life spanning more than a century. Even though he knew better than anyone that he could never truly possess her….
And similar feelings were stirring within the other men of the Dang Clan as well.
Around the hour of the boar—roughly the same time Cindy had gone to entertain Dang Baek with wine—two figures walked along the corridors of the Dang Clan estate.
"Haha, your thirst for knowledge is truly impressive. It would be wonderful if our Ga-ryeo could learn even a fraction of your diligence."
"Doesn’t Miss Dang have her own merits? I was told by Elder An Rok-san that she has no equals among her peers."
"Her talent for martial and poison arts is indeed exceptional. Even her father, the man called the Poison King, has publicly declared that Ga-ryeo’s talent surpasses his own. However, it is also true that this same talent has made her personality somewhat arrogant."
Dang Seo-gun and Jung Hwa-ryun had not retired after the banquet. Instead, they were making their way toward the section of the estate that housed the clan’s archives. This was no ordinary library; it was a restricted repository permitted only to direct bloodline members of the Dang Clan. Yet Dang Baek had granted access to An Rok-san’s group after they had accepted his unreasonable demands.
During the banquet, Dang Seo-gun had spoken at length with Jung Hwa-ryun and found himself charmed by her academic zeal and exceptional intellect. Above all, despite not belonging to the Dang Clan, her knowledge of poisons far exceeded that of most clan members. Her insight had completely captured his interest.
Hwa-ryun had shown him select portions of the Empire’s biotechnology and medical techniques—materials she had brought with Arpa’s permission. As the clan lord renowned for his medical prowess, Dang Seo-gun coveted that knowledge. Among the data she carried were records of entirely new poisons from other planets, substances not yet documented in the Dang Clan’s own archives. These alone would have been enough to earn his favor.
The fact that Hwa-ryun was the same age as his daughter Dang Ga-ryeo only deepened his goodwill. Throughout the evening he had kept her company, and when she requested to view the archives even at this late hour, he gladly agreed and offered to guide her personally. Permission to open the restricted archive—normally accessible only to direct descendants and core elders—was granted without difficulty.
"The archive we are heading to is normally restricted to our direct bloodline and the clan’s core elders. However, since I am accompanying you, entry is permitted. As it is a Level 1 security zone, it is concealed quite deep underground."
"Thank you for your consideration."
Having arrived at a sector far removed from the banquet hall, Jung Hwa-ryun stepped into the archive building. The structure fused classical Chinese architecture with advanced SF systems. Inside, she found an eclectic collection of wooden-bound tomes, paper books, and electronic volumes. Her eyes sparkled with genuine interest—separate from An Rok-san’s orders.
"The archive you wish to see is this way."
Dang Seo-gun led her to a door located deeper within the publicly accessible section. After entering the password, the door opened to reveal an elevator. They boarded together, and the elevator descended deep underground. Upon reaching the lowest level, Dang Seo-gun once again used his Bio Device to input a password. The security system scanned him.
> Scan complete. Patriarch Dang Seo-gun confirmed.
> Unidentified individual detected. Authorize entry?
"She is my acquaintance. Grant her temporary access."
> Understood. Please register identity.
"Her name is Jung Hwa-ryun. Register her."
> Scan complete. Welcome, Jung Hwa-ryun.
After registration, they entered the archive proper. Hwa-ryun’s eyes widened. The underground complex contained far more than books. While one section served as an archive, another functioned as a fully equipped laboratory and medical facility packed with scientific instruments. Living quarters, a bedroom, and even a bath were included. Seeing her surprise, Dang Seo-gun explained.
"Haha, as I told you, this place is restricted to direct bloodline members and elders. The heavy security exists because this is one of our clan’s core facilities. Should a major crisis strike the Dang Clan, the direct descendants and key figures are to take refuge here. That is why we have both residential amenities and experimental laboratories designed to preserve our clan’s techniques."
"….Carrying out the mission just became much easier."
"Hm? Did you say something?"
"It was nothing. Thank you for guiding me."
"Then I shall take my leave. I have already transmitted an access pass and registered your identity, so you may come and go freely. Of course, this privilege applies only to you, Hwa-ryun. You must never bring anyone else here."
"…Lord. If it is not too much trouble… would you not stay with me a while?"
Looking up at Dang Seo-gun as he prepared to depart, Jung Hwa-ryun spoke in her usual calm, analytical tone. The clan lord, who had been about to leave the archive, could not help but stop in his tracks at her words.