The Unbreakable Will (1)
Only after using the Sword Empress Scripture once did the dantian of brain qi deplete.
The amount I had refined and merged through the Gyo-hwang-yu-cheon-sim-beop was merely a tasting level from her two partners, so there was never much to begin with.
Now it was time to replenish.
Late evening.
I headed to Se-ryeong’s room.
Ornate furniture crafted from premium black sandalwood with gold-leaf patterns adorned every surface.
Rich silk wall coverings.
The bedroom had been arranged exactly to her taste, overflowing with splendor.
On the bed.
Se-ryeong, lying comfortably on her stomach, nibbled at a sweetmeat while reading.
She startled the moment she spotted me.
“M-Master… why have you come to this servant’s room?”
“Why else? I came to serve a slave at night, of course.”
Her ears drooped like a scolded puppy.
“Right now… I was just at the best part…”
I moved closer and checked the book she was reading.
[Third-Class Scholar, Yet the Martial World Desperately Craves Him]
After twenty years of study, the protagonist was still only a Third-Class Scholar who couldn’t even pass the Imperial Examinations.
Yet he possessed an extraordinary talent for interpreting martial arts manuals.
By quickly deciphering an ancient, insanely difficult manual left by a former supreme master, he drew the entire Murim world’s attention to himself.
The story was about a fierce scramble for the protagonist.
The unfolding scene showed the protagonist, captured by the Sichuan Tang Clan, using his wits to escape—the ultimate highlight of the novel.
Hmm… this one was worth it.
“I’ll wait. Read the entire chapter you’re on.”
“Really? Thank you, Master.”
Se-ryeong smiled brightly and returned to the book.
I sat on the edge of the bed and admired her figure.
The curve that dropped from her shoulder blades and rose sharply near the waist was incredibly sensual.
I casually placed my hand on her plump bottom.
She flinched but quickly went back to reading, as if even reacting to such things was a waste of time.
With a playful grin, I kneaded her firm, jiggling cheeks like dough.
I stroked her waistline with my fingertips, tickling.
I even stroked the soft inner thighs right before reaching her most sensitive spot.
“Nngh… haah… ahh…”
She reacted with soft little moans while refusing to look away from the book.
Perhaps she thought this kind of teasing was the perfect reward for my consideration.
Or maybe she was deliberately holding back her temper so I wouldn’t cover her and ruin her reading.
Either way, the way she pouted and bit her lip was unbearably cute.
I teased her with gentle, subtle stimulation so she wouldn’t be disturbed while reading.
About fifteen minutes later.
Se-ryeong closed the book and sat beside me.
“Mmm, what an excellent novel. The title is a little cheesy, but the story is profound and it has many valuable lessons. Especially the line ‘As long as my will remains unbroken, every trial only makes me stronger.’ It moved this servant’s heart.”
“Hmm.”
“Yes. This servant will also tread on these trials and become even stronger.”
Se-ryeong took a deep breath and lay back on the bed.
“I’m ready. Do as you wish with this servant’s body, Master.”
Watching her solemn face with eyes tightly closed, I couldn’t help but chuckle.
I poked her soft cheek with my finger.
“You’re ready. But if you’re going to do it, do it properly. Lying there with your legs open is what cheap street whores do when they sell their bodies.”
Se-ryeong’s eyes widened.
“T-That…?”
“That’s right. Even if you’re a slave, the Heavenly Demon remains the Heavenly Demon. You must become the most dignified and excellent slave among slaves. Otherwise my efforts to capture you would be wasted.”
“It sounds distasteful… but you’re not wrong. This servant is the Heavenly Demon. No matter the situation, I cannot be treated as a mere commoner.”
The Heavenly Demon self that lived for pride and died for pride woke up.
Se-ryeong sat up and turned to me.
“Then, Master… what should this servant do?”
“First, you must learn how to make your Master happy as a slave.”
I held her chin with one hand and lifted it slightly, then pressed my lips against hers.
I gently bit her lower lip once and slid my tongue between her slightly parted teeth.
I swept my tongue over every corner inside her mouth, stealing the sweetness of the sweetmeat she had just eaten.
Then I devoured her tongue itself as if it were candy.
Soon she answered with sweet little squeals and began to tangle her tongue with mine.
“Uueum… mmm… haum…”
At the last moment I pulled back my tongue, and hers followed mine like it was stuck.
I enjoyed her now-skilled tongue play, then pressed my hand on the back of her head and mashed our lips together even more firmly.
I sucked greedily, swallowing every breath, every warmth, and perhaps even her soul.
“Huuup…!”
She suddenly couldn’t breathe and instinctively hugged me tight.
I matched her, pulled her into my embrace, and kissed her hard before pulling back.
“Haa…”
She had a dazed, adorable expression as she stuck out her tongue.
A long string of saliva stretched from the tip of her tongue to mine.
“Good.”
I patted her bottom and praised her, then lowered my pants and pulled out my thick erection.
“Now serve this.”
Her face flushed bright red.
“Y-You want me to put this servant’s mouth on it…?”
“Yes. I’m very eager to see what the Heavenly Demon’s mouth feels like. Naturally, it will be no less a supreme treasure than below.”
“Uuu…”
She pouted and hesitated, clearly displeased.
I smirked wickedly.
“If you don’t do it properly, I’ll reveal the rest of the novel you were just reading.”
“What?! ”
Her eyes narrowed and her shoulders trembled in defiance.
“How can you be so cruel… you’re a demon. The Master is definitely a demon.”
“The identity of the mysterious woman who helped the protagonist in the Sichuan Tang Clan arc…”
“No! Don’t say it! I’ll do everything the Master orders, so don’t say it!”
She was so flustered she forgot even how to use the Heavenly Demon tone.
She quickly covered my mouth with her hand and slid down to her knees between my legs.
“Euu… I can see it’s a vicious-looking rod with a strange liquid dripping from the tip…”
She muttered while cupping the base of my erection with both hands.
She licked the glistening tip, frowned, and looked up at me as if to ask if this was correct.
I nodded and stroked her hair.
“You’re doing well. Now suck. Be careful not to bite.”
Following my instructions, she took me into her mouth and began to suck.
“Chuuueup… chururup…”
The sweet, intoxicating pleasure filled my mind.
Of course, as a beginner, her technique was clumsy.
But the mental satisfaction of turning the proud Heavenly Demon into an eager bitch and making her beg with her arrogant mouth in front of me more than made up for the physical shortage.
Seeing my satisfied face, she grew bolder.
From the tip, down the shaft, and all the way to my balls, she licked every inch of my erection thoroughly.
She found the spots where it twitched with pleasure and licked them even more intensely.
Later she adapted the kiss I had given her earlier.
She planted a soft kiss on the tip, took me into her mouth again, teased the entire head with her soft tongue, then sucked hard.
I let out a low moan of admiration.
“Huuueh… incredible. As expected of the Heavenly Demon.”
It was truly worthy of the phrase “turning heads.”
She possessed not only talent but also an innate ability to use her body as a woman.
In such a short time she had become an astonishing bitch.
The surging desire in my belly became impossible to suppress.
“Chuuueueup… chuueup… chuuuzueup…”
She concentrated on sucking my erection with the same focus she had shown while reading the novel.
I poked her cheek to get her attention.
“I’m going to cum soon. Don’t spill it—swallow everything.”
She looked confused, as if she didn’t understand what I meant.
Sorry, I didn’t have time to explain in detail.
“Uueueueueup?!”
When my erection suddenly erupted, she jumped.
But like the excellent bitch she was, she instinctively pursed her lips and caught every drop without spilling.
A little leaked from the corner of her mouth when I pulled out, but I could forgive that much.
She gulped it down.
Her face scrunched up as she swallowed and wiped her lips with the back of her hand.
“Uueh… the Master really has a nasty fetish. Why do you make this servant eat such things? The only advantage you have is that you give me plenty to eat…”
“When in doubt, you should say ‘Thank you for the precious semen, Master.’ You insolent slave.”
Despite the words, I was so pleased with her service that I stroked her hair and tickled under her chin, calling her cute over and over.
“Kuu… stop treating this servant like a dog… huh?”
Her eyes widened as she looked at my lower abdomen.
“M-Master… Master’s rod has gone soft?”
Ah, I must have kept showing only the erect state the whole time.
I gave her a simple explanation about male arousal.
“It swells and shrinks like a dildo. Pretty interesting. Hmm, seeing it like this, it looks a little cute…”
She poked and prodded my erection with her finger, playing with it.
The contrast between her innocent face and her seductive movements made me even more aroused.
My erection stood up again.
“Hiiik…! W-What? I thought one time would be enough. Why is it getting hard again?”
“Because of you, so you have to take responsibility.”
I laughed as I watched her flustered face.
“Bend over, bitch.”