To Luoyang — The Peerless Beauty

"Hmm… I'll start with No Sik and Jin Gi, since they already have experience. No Sik on the far right, then Jin Gi beside her, then Chu Yeong, Jong Yo, and Hwang Chung — lie down in that order."

"Yes, Master."

The word Master spilled from No Sik's lips, and my cock throbbed hard. That legendary Confucian scholar was claiming herself as a five-year-old's concubine, lying down and begging to be fucked. Just how high had No Sik once stood?

"Ja-gan. You said your husband passed away? Then what about children?"

"I… have three daughters in Zhuo County, Zhuo Prefecture, Master."

No Sik's three daughters. Their literary cultivation would be formidable. But No Sik was thirty-five — her eldest might already have children of her own.

"Is that so? How old? And are they married?"

"The eldest is twenty, the second eighteen, the youngest sixteen. All three are married, Master."

"A shame. And their husbands are healthy?"

She nodded. There was no point making enemies just to stack a mother-daughter platter. Stealing wives from living men was messy enough.

"Hmm. Zhuo County, Zhuo Prefecture…"

So that was how she became Yu Bi's teacher. No Sik had said she meant to return home — once she did, she would have opened a school. Zhuo Prefecture was where Yu Bi was…

"All right. Spread your legs and bend your knees."

"Yes…"

No Sik parted her thighs and drew her knees up. I looked at Jin Gi, and she assumed the same position. I gazed down at the dense thicket already glistening with slick.

"When I come inside you, your body will change. But you and Jin Gi are too famous — you won't snap into nineteen-year-old bodies overnight. I set it to transform gradually, like a rejuvenation. Tell people you received a talisman from Jwa Ja. Come to Luoyang once a year to meet old friends and keep your face familiar."

"Yes…? Yes."

Who would believe a nineteen-year-old girl announcing, I am No Sik!? Everyone knew she was a thirty-five-year-old woman born in the year 135. I had set her to rejuvenate slowly through 184 — Jin Gi the same way.

Looking down, she was every bit the married woman: dark inner labia, darkish areolae. Those would correct themselves soon enough, so I paid them no mind.

I gripped my cock, found my place, and laid the head against No Sik's clit. Her pussy shuddered; warm slick began to wet my shaft.

"Looks like you're looking forward to this. The great scholar No Sik, trembling open for a five-year-old's cock?"

"My lord, you are wicked. How could you…"

No Sik's eyes trembled without mercy, and even Jin Gi glanced down at her own sex and fluttered her lashes. Jong Yo, watching my expression, muttered that I was being cruel — and No Sik, seeing me smile, seemed to relax.

"Yes, Master… This No Sik is… in heat at the thought of coupling with you. Please, hurry…"

"Good."

I parted her folds with my cock and drove the head straight in.

Slick—

"Haaang!!! Master… it feels so good."

A thirty-five-year-old woman whose hair had begun to gray flushed like a sixteen-year-old girl and cried out. I was never one for middle-aged women. Somehow I kept landing ones like No Sik and Jin Gi. I vowed to stop once I had Sima Hui and Su Jing — anyone older than that was off the menu. Unless it was trait work, or locking them in a cell and taking them by force. Older women came with too many complications: couldn't make them too young, and so on.

Her pussy quivered and clamped around me deliciously.

"How does it compare to your late husband…"

"That… Master is far better."

I grinned, pushed all the way in, and seated the head in the space Cho ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Ryeon had once called the palace chamber. The virgin-tight walls chewed greedily.

"Haaang!!! Master — what is this?"

"The womb. How does womb-fucking feel?"

The women jolted at the word. Fortunately their medical knowledge was thin — anatomical knowledge, rather. They hadn't even learned proper bed arts.

"You said you'd teach bed arts, and you didn't even know this? Womb intercourse?"

Trembling eyes. A woman who had given birth three times. The thought of something entering the place that had borne her children flushed her face scarlet with a strange excitement.

"Haaang… is it supposed to feel this good? Womb intercourse?"

"Yeah. I'll make it better. My finishing move — I'll show you the Spinning."

I gripped her legs and began to rotate my hips. I found the two spots inside her virgin-tight walls and ground against them as I turned.

"Haaaaaang!!!"

No Sik wailed. Jin Gi flushed red — she had never seen her friend come apart like this — and slick poured uncontrollably from the four pussies beside them, even from Chu Yeong, who hadn't been doused in Chaehyang.

"Master!!! Climax is coming!"

No Sik lifted her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠head, looked at me, and smiled as she spoke. It felt wasteful to finish her on Spinning alone, so I drew back and began to thrust hard.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Her breasts bounced. Her cries tore free. Then her pussy convulsed without mercy and locked onto my cock.

"Haaaaaang!!!! Hhuk—"

No Sik's head fell back; her waist arched off the bed. She trembled. I dragged the climax up and fired into her depths. My balls clenched; as the surge passed my urethra I buried myself to the root.

"I'm coming."

"Haaang. Yes."

Spurt. Spurt.

The release. She dropped back onto the bedding, body shuddering as she received the seed.

Dual Swordsmanship? Whoa…

I'd been wondering where to find a dual-sword master — and one had been right here. Jo A's martial instructor was decided in that instant. Jo Min to Sima Hui; Jo A to No Sik.

The climax lasted a full minute. No Sik's stamina returned, but she kept her eyes closed, savoring the aftershocks.

"Ja-gan. In a little while, suck up whatever seed leaks out. Once you've swallowed it all, go to Wang Yeon and learn the proper conduct of a concubine."

"Yes."

Her eyes were full of mystic energy. I noticed the hair beginning to fall from her body.

"The pussy hair falls out to my taste, so don't worry. Everyone clean up your own hair before you leave."

"Yes."

No Sik opened her eyes in brief confusion, then answered at the words that followed.

Slick— pop.

A soft wet sound. Seed spilled from No Sik's opened sex as I moved to Jin Gi beside her.

Slurp— huh?

I turned at the sound of pleasure and saw No Sik, a fistful of her own pubic hair in one hand, greedily tasting the seed on the bedding and sucking it down. Everyone stared, eyes wide at the great scholar's obscenity.

"What are you all so shocked about? That's going to be you in a minute… heh."

I gripped Jin Gi's thighs and looked at Hwang Chung as I spoke.

"Jin Gi — how many children do you have?"

"One son. Born in the year 165."

Same age as me. The familiar-sounding boy named Jin Gun was five years old too.

When Zhuge Liang and the others are around, I'll have to detonate Chaehyang all at once.

"Right. And what happened to your husband?"

"I divorced him, Master."

Divorce. Even in the ancient world, divorce was free — it still felt strange.

"Hmm. Doing the same position again will get boring. Chu Yeong, Jong Yo — get on all fours. I'll take you doggy-style next."

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, my lord."

Chu Yeong and Jong Yo answered and dropped onto hands and knees. Hwang Chung stared at me blankly. She seemed the timid type — the kind who fretted over being left out.

"Hwang Chung, I'll give you a special different position, so wait."

"Yes, my lord."

My lord? Gao Shun came to mind, and I smirked.

"Han Sheng — you call me Gaga. Yi-Gaga."

"Yes…? Yes. Yi-Gaga."

She beamed. I nodded, gripped my cock, parted Jin Gi's folds, and pushed in.

Jin Gi's pussy chewed greedily. She was thirty-four — only a year younger, yet no gray showed the way it had on No Sik. As a proper gentry daughter she was well kept; she could pass for late twenties.

Slick—

"Hnn? Aaang!! Mama!!!"

Areolae less dark than No Sik's, who had borne three children. I felt her body shudder and drove deep. The moment I entered the palace chamber she jerked upright, then collapsed back onto the bed.

"Womb feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yes!!! It feels good."

"When your daughter turns nineteen, will you offer her to me?"

"Yes!!!! I'll break off her engagement!!!"

I nodded. So Jin Gun had already been betrothed.

"Um… Master. Should I divorce my daughters as well?"

While I was smiling at the prospect of Jin Gun, No Sik — fully dressed and about to leave — asked from the side.

"No. Why mess with kids who are living well? Leave them. If they divorce or are widowed, then call them."

Hearing the answer, No Sik looked relieved and bowed.

"Yes, Master. Then I'll be going."

"Mm. You'll manage well enough, but outside you can't call me Master. Call me An-ah!! Like that."

"Yes."

No Sik flushed and left the room. Jin Gi regulated her breathing while I had paused.

I smirked, clamped her thighs tight, and began to turn my hips. Jin Gi's eyes flew wide; her mouth fell open as her head tipped back.

"Haaang!!! Mama!!! I'm dying."

"Because it feels good?"

"Yes!!!"

I chuckled. That was the magic of Spinning. I hunted the palace chamber relentlessly, worked the spots, stirred the other way a few more turns, then began to thrust in earnest.

"Haaang haaang hhhuk… Master… I… I'm coming!!!"

"Yeah. I'll come too."

I hauled the climax up at once and emptied myself. My balls clenched; an absurd volume of seed poured out.

Composition?

No Sik had possessed formidable composition too. I thought of the scenario I'd skimmed earlier — improvements came to mind with almost frightening ease.

Insane. With Composition 12, I felt like I could write the scenarios myself.

The thought of devouring every literary talent in Xiangyang flickered past, then I killed it — I couldn't handle that many.

Pop.

Seed trickled out.

"Where is the boy Jin Gun?"

"Pardon? He's in Yingchuan, my hometown."

"Hmm. Then go to Yingchuan and wait. We'll pass through on the way down. Contact Cai Yong — Bojie — stay there, and scout any talent worth recruiting."

"Yes, Master. And… do I have to eat that too?"

Her words said one thing; her flaring nostrils and the way she swallowed at the sight of the seed said another. I smirked and nodded.

"Eat it all, then find Wang Yeon. And tell Jia Xu to pass word to Bojie that you're to stay at your house."

"Yes."

Bojie. Cai Yong. I had a vague sense he'd had a child, but the memory wouldn't surface cleanly.

"Does Bojie have children?"

"Yes. A daughter born this year — Cai Yan."

Cai Yan? Had she been a girl in the original history? Something hovered just out of reach.

Still turning it over, I approached Chu Yeong. Slurping and wet sucking sounds rose behind me, along with soft moans of delight.

I took hold of Chu Yeong's soft ass. Her looks were genuinely shocking — a peerless beauty, they said, and she edged past Jia Xu, though she still fell short of Hang Ryeon. She had sold herself into slavery of her own will, so I'd taken her as a concubine — yet somehow it still felt like a waste.

"Chu Yeong. What's your specialty?"

"Pardon? Well… Master. I play the pipa and the seven-string zither well, and I also compose songs."

"Hm? Songs?"

Pipa, seven-string zither, composition — one of those would surface, or some talent she herself didn't yet know she had.

Composition…

Having just confirmed how broken Composition was, I silently prayed to the Constellation that it would be songwriting.

Constellation. Composition. Please.

But no link to Jini opened. Jini only appeared for missions, slave contracts, and trait acquisition.

Chu Yeong's clean pussy, presented on ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠all fours. The thick hair was an eyesore. I held back, spread her cheeks once, confirmed the clean pink of her anus, and felt my cock swell hard.

I grinned, gripped myself, and brought the head close to Chu Yeong's entrance.

Hm? Half a Myeong-gi?

A squeeze I hadn't felt when I'd put my fingers in earlier. A peerless beauty — and half a Myeong-gi on top of it? Tightness like this would make marital bliss plenty entertaining for any ordinary husband. A full Hyeon-ju-class Myeong-gi was honestly too much for a normal man; Chu Yeong had the kind that was just right — delicious, and easy to enjoy.

Whoa… Cao Cao must have gone insane trying to reclaim the Chu clan.

I thought of Cao Cao, supposedly on the verge of marrying a man named Bian Zhou. Her womanizing… in this world, man-chasing… the idea that I might even get free sex with Cao Cao herself made me snort.

Slick—

"Haaang!!!!"

My cock sank into virgin-tight walls. The dense passage chewed and worked me. I looked down at Chu Yeong, satisfied with that moderate grip. I would have to order Cho Ryeon to teach her bed arts. Cho Ryeon at least knew sword-dance; Chu Yeong was a woman trained in nothing but music — useless for anything else. I was cutting her slack for the face, and I'd already marked her as my personal attendant.

Linlin and the others will be busy once we reach Deng County, and the Jo sisters and Cho Ryeon will be swamped with training. If she's going to be my personal maid, she needs looks at least at Chu Yeong's level… heh.

When the head met her hymen, my satisfaction only deepened.

"Chu Yeong. I'm going to break your hymen. How do you feel about that?"

"Haaang, Master. Please break it."

I nodded.

"Good. From now on you're my personal attendant. Of course, in front of the servant girls I'll treat you as a concubine. Managing the maids is your job — selecting them and training them. How does that sound?"

"Thank you!!!"

There was no such thing as a useless beauty. You simply put her to work as a maid.