Shadows of Mannyeong Basin
They had finally arrived at Haenam Island after a long and winding journey, solely to delight their master's eyes and hands. Now the paths diverged. Yu Seol-young would head to Yeomo Peak at the center, home of the Haenam Sect, while Bang So-un and his group veered southeast toward Mannyeong.
"Wishing you good fortune."
A remark that could offend the Haenam Sect disciples. But Bang So-un didn't care. It was Yu Seol-young who pleased him, not those sect disciples.
"What meaningless words."
A response only Yu Seol-young could give, utterly convinced of her victory without a second thought. Yet Bang So-un replied without missing a beat.
"No, they have meaning."
"What meaning?"
"Lady Yu must remain unmarried."
"Ha."
A faint, incredulous smile tugged at Yu Seol-young's lips. Bang So-un didn't know it, but drawing even that much expression from her was no small feat. Unbeknownst to himself, he was gradually entering the sword pavilions's field of vision.
"Truly, a scoundrel is a scoundrel. Amusing."
"I'd appreciate if you took it as pure sincerity."
"Save that for your wife."
"It's purely sincere with her too, of course."
"Who knows with words."
Yu Seol-young tossed out the line and turned away. She didn't seem particularly offended, though.
On the other hand, the Haenam Sect disciples looked displeased. Already anxious about their senior brother's match against a supreme expert of equal standing, hearing open well-wishes for one side only soured their mood further. Their status prevented overt displays of discomfort, especially after witnessing the escorts' prowess firsthand.
"Ahem, shall we go then, Lady Yu?"
The disciples gave Bang So-un a perfunctory nod and turned to Yu Seol-young.
"Yes."
With that, Yu Seol-young and the Haenam Sect disciples departed. The other passengers had already gone their separate ways. Only Bang So-un's group remained.
"What now, young master?"
Jang Il spoke up.
"We scout the surroundings first."
Bang So-un was ever cautious. Without guaranteed success, he always factored in the risk of failure. Of course, with two peak experts and one first-rate in the Jeolhwadae, plus the San-gong Poison, handling contingencies wouldn't be an issue. But it could still cause a commotion. That's why they needed to thoroughly check the surroundings and draw no eyes.
"Haha, got it, young master."
Jang Il trusted Bang So-un's judgment above all else. He nodded vigorously in agreement.
Bang So-un chuckled softly.
"Then let's move out, everyone."
Bang So-un's group headed southeast toward Mannyeong.
Mannyeong. It was a rare terrain even on Haenam Island—a basin encircled by sheer cliffs on all sides. Entering or exiting was no easy task, making it a natural fortress. That held true for wartime, of course; in peacetime, it was just an inconvenient, rugged backwater.
"Hm, indeed an ideal spot for seclusion."
Bang So-un spoke as he surveyed the distant cliffs ringing Mannyeong.
"Yes, brother. And with all those caves, hiding there would make it no simple matter to...... Ahng!"
Yeon Su-rin suddenly arched her back mid-sentence, letting out a lewd moan. Her veil was already off. No—her bottoms were pulled down completely, exposing everything.
There could only be one reason for such blatant exposure. To please her master's eyes and hands.
Squelch.
Three of Bang So-un's fingers plunged into Yeon Su-rin's pussy, ravaging the inside at will.
"Ahahng......! Ahhng......!"
Yeon Su-rin's flushed face twisted as she moaned nonstop. Her body writhed like a soft-bodied creature. Pussy juices gushed out like a flood from below.
"Quiet for a moment."
At Bang So-un's command, Yeon Su-rin bit her lip hard, desperately stifling her moans. It looked agonizingly difficult. Facing a lifelong foe in a desperate deathmatch might have been less torturous.
Bang So-un toyed with her pussy playfully as he turned his head.
"Hey, sow bitch. Your thoughts?"
What came back wasn't human speech.
"Oink! Snort!"
A pig's reply. And not just words. A ring pierced her nose, yanking it up like a swine's snout, twisting her pretty face into ugliness. In that state, naked on all fours, she shook her plump ass incessantly. As if desperately begging to be fucked right then. Even a bitch in heat wouldn't move so vulgarly. Utterly pathetic, worse than livestock.
Bang So-un couldn't hold back his laughter.
"Pfft. Not the dreamy Black Dream Butterfly, nor the proud Solitary Demon Wolf—just a filthy sow now."
Shade's Black Dream Butterfly, daylight's Solitary Demon Wolf. Gal Sahyeon, holder of all the flashy titles, was exactly as Bang So-un said: a sow through and through.
"Oink! Squeal!"
As if to prove it, she snorted again, wiggling her ass furiously.
"Haha, come on. Answer like a human, you dumb bitch."
Bang So-un chided her with a laugh. For Gal Sahyeon, it was an utterly unfair scolding. How could a mere obedient sow dare speak human words without her sky-like master's command? Yet no thoughts of grievance or protest entered her mind. It was all her fault; her master's reprimand was always just.
Hic.
So terrified, she even hiccuped. Anyone who knew the once-proud wolf would be stunned. Though the sight of her naked ass shaking wildly already blurred dream from reality.
"S-s-sorry, Great Master......"
Gal Sahyeon's voice trembled.
"Enough. Answer the question."
"Wh-what is your command......?"
"That Mannyeong over there."
Bang So-un pointed.
"Y-yes, Great Master......"
"Can you infiltrate without being spotted by anyone?"
"......"
Gal Sahyeon rolled her eyes, thinking hard. Moments later, she answered.
"Y-yes, it's possible, Great Master."
"Oh? Possible, you say."
Bang So-un rested his chin on his hand. Then asked again.
"What about sneaking in and finding Muyeong Bido's hideout?"
He already knew from Eun Hwa-yeong's intel that the peak expert Muyeong Bido was secluded in Mannyeong on Haenam Island. But that was it. No further details from the Hao Clan network. Meaning the exact location was unknown.
"Hmm......"
Gal Sahyeon pondered again. This time, quicker.
"I-I'm sorry, but it's difficult, Great Master......"
She was now a peak expert herself. But so was Muyeong Bido. Avoiding villagers' eyes while dodging a fellow peak master's notice was impossible.
"I see. Just as I expected."
It seemed to be within Bang So-un's calculations.
"Oh, you anticipated this, young master?"
Jang Il's eyes widened.
"Heh, yes. In that case, revealing ourselves openly isn't so bad."
"What do you mean?"
"We go with the direct approach."
Bang So-un stated clearly. Two paths: stealthy infiltration or bold revelation. Stealth was ideal—no eyes, surprise advantage. But if impossible? Switch to the frontal method. March in openly, search methodically under full view. Identity exposed? No issue. The ship already knew who they were and their destination. And he had a plausible excuse ready: recruiting a hidden expert, with the branch leader going personally. Nothing suspicious there. As long as they secured Muyeong Bido as planned, no problems.
"Oh, direct approach? You sure it's fine, young master?"
"Haha, of course. When have I ever done something unwise?"
"Heh, never."
Jang Il grinned.
"Shall we move now?"
"No. Before important business, the mind needs calming. We'll take a short break."
Circulating qi to cool his head. Fitting for the calculating branch leader. Jang Il wouldn't change much either way.
"Heh, sounds good. I'll use the sow bitch then."
"Haha, go ahead. I've gotta fuck this cock-teased bitch Yeon."
Smack!
Bang So-un yanked his fingers from Yeon Su-rin's pussy and slapped her ass hard.
"Down like a dog, spread that pussy wide, Yeon bitch."
"Y-yes, brother!"
Yeon Su-rin dropped to all fours like a mutt, splaying her pussy hole wide. Her face brimmed with anticipation for her master's cock and the exquisite pleasure it promised.
"Here I come."
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch!
"Ahng! Ahant! S-so good! B-brother! Hng! Fuck this lowly widow's worthless dog pussy till it's ruined! Kyahahaang!"
The renowned peak heroine Broken Heart Heroine's lewd cries echoed on for quite some time.