Chapter 9
Chapter 9
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 9
Chapter Title: Promotion Exam
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"You... were right."
That single phrase completely flipped the atmosphere in the room. The elders finally snapped out of it and rushed to the patient's side, fumbling to take his pulse.
"The pulse... his pulse is coming back! It's faint, but it's definitely beating!"
"Unbelievable! The wicked energy that was ravaging his body is completely gone!"
Exclamations of awe and shock poured from their mouths nonstop. Now, every time they looked at me, it was with eyes full of reverence, as if they were gazing at a living god. Not a trace remained of the disdain and contempt from moments ago.
They changed in an instant, as if their very common sense had been rewritten.
One elder approached me and bowed deeply. It was the same one who'd fallen flat on his ass earlier.
"I... I misjudged you. This old fool's eyes were rotten and blind, unable to recognize the heaven-sent prodigy! Please forgive me!"
His apology set off the others. One by one, the elders came forward and lowered their heads to me.
"Shadowless, was it? You're a treasure of the Healer Immortal Sect!"
"We were the fools. Please forgive us generously."
Flattery and praise rained down like a storm. Was this the taste of power? I accepted their accolades with a wry smile.
Hyehyang watched the scene for a moment before quietly approaching me. She whispered low enough that no one else could hear.
"Forget what happened today. What you saw, what I saw—none of it ever happened. Understood?"
Her warning carried a sharp edge. It was a gag order. She didn't want word of my abilities getting out. She wanted me under her control.
"...I'll keep that in mind, Master."
I bowed my head in submission. Defying her now would be foolish.
She nodded, satisfied with my response, and left the room. I followed her out of the annex.
As soon as we stepped into the hallway, the dozens of disciples crowding it fell utterly silent. They parted like the Red Sea, staring at me. Their eyes brimmed with awe and fear far beyond anything from before. In an instant, the green rookie who'd nearly become a murderer had transformed into a miracle-working hero.
Amid all those gazes, one stood out: Soso, tears glistening in her eyes as she looked at me.
"Senior Brother!"
Unable to hold back any longer, she ran to me. Ignoring the stares around us, she threw herself into my arms.
"Hic... Senior Brother! You really... you really did it!"
An overwhelming softness and weight pressed against my chest. Her arms wrapped around my back, trembling faintly. Overcome with joy, she buried her face in my shoulder and sobbed like a child. Her hot tears soaked my collar.
I patted her back to soothe her. Her genuine happiness lightened the heavy emotions that had been weighing on me.
"My Senior Brother is the best! The greatest in the world!"
Her pure praise left me chuckling awkwardly. The surrounding disciples watched us with eyes mixed envy and jealousy.
I returned to my quarters with Soso. The whole way back, she clung to my arm, chattering nonstop about how cool and amazing her Senior Brother was.
As soon as we arrived, she fetched a bottle of good liquor and some simple snacks from somewhere.
"We have to celebrate today! It's the day my Senior Brother turned the Healer Immortal Sect upside down!"
Beaming with excitement, she poured the drinks. We sat facing each other and began a modest celebration. After a few rounds, Soso's cheeks flushed a pretty peach color.
"Seniooor Brooo... you're so cooool..."
Her tongue slightly slurred as she leaned her head on my shoulder. Buoyed by the alcohol, her actions were far bolder than usual. Her soft hair tickled my cheek. A faint orchid scent mixed with sweet liquor teased my nose.
She was adorable like that, but it also reminded me of last night, stirring a subtle heat below.
Soso tilted her head up from my shoulder, gazing at me. Her moist eyes brimmed with respect and affection.
"Senior Brother... you can do anything. I know it."
She whispered softly, pulling my hand. Without the slightest hesitation, she guided it to her breast.
Thump.
A soft, ample sensation pierced through the fabric into my palm. The powerful, elastic throbbing beneath felt impossibly vital for a human heartbeat.
Soso smiled shyly, her expression the picture of bliss, and whispered,
"It's yours, Senior Brother..."
Her cheeks glowed red from the alcohol, her eyes half-lidded and dreamy, her breast overflowing my palm with its overwhelming volume. In a sensation where the world seemed to slow, only her sweet whisper etched clearly into my mind.
Thump, thump, thump.
Her heartbeat pounded under my palm, wild with longing, shyness, and some unknowable anticipation. Even through the fabric, the searing heat threatened to burn my hand.
I swallowed dryly. A hot lump gathered in my lower belly, swelling hard. The memory of last night—her hypnotized lips engulfing my cock—flared vividly.
Soso pressed my hand deeper into her breast, writhing slightly.
"Hng... Seniooor Broo..."
A cat-like moan escaped her lips. A needy sound, as if savoring my touch—or craving more.
The last thread of my restraint snapped.
I overlaid my hand on hers and gripped that massive breast without hesitation. Soft, yielding flesh overflowed between my fingers. One hand couldn't even contain its fullness.
"Ah...!"
Soso let out a short gasp, shoulders hunching. Ignoring it, I gently rubbed the outline of her nipple protruding through the fabric with my thumb. It hardened instantly under my touch, asserting its presence.
"Se-Senior Bro... if you keep... doing that... ughhh..."
She couldn't finish her words, panting raggedly. Yet she didn't pull away. Instead, she twisted her waist, pressing her breast closer in rhythm with my hand.
I released her breast and gently cupped her chin, lifting it. Soso's face was right there, her wet eyes looking up at me. Sweet liquor breath mingled with her natural scent, dizzying my mind.
No reason to hesitate. I leaned down and claimed her lips.
"Mmph...!"
Soso's lips were sweet like liquor, hot like fire. I sucked gently on her lower lip before thrusting my tongue inside to ravage her mouth. She jolted in surprise, but soon wrapped her arms around my neck, clumsily entwining her tongue with mine.
Wet, slurping sounds filled the room. We kissed fervently, swapping saliva for what felt like ages. When we finally broke apart, gasping for air, a thin strand of silver connected our lips.
"Haa, haa... Senior Bro..."
Soso panted, her face flushed crimson. I nibbled her earlobe and whispered,
"Soso."
"Yesss... Senior Brooo..."
"Can you take off your clothes?"
Her shoulders twitched sharply. She hesitated for a moment, then replied in a small voice, as if resolved.
"......Yes."
She unwrapped her arms from my neck and grasped her collar with trembling hands. Fumbling with the ties, her pale skin gradually emerged. At last, her top slipped down, revealing her pristine white breasts—never before permitted to another's eyes.
"......!"
My breath caught. Larger than a grown man's head, the twin mounds rose proudly, defying gravity with taut firmness. Atop them, shy pink nipples perked cutely. Their dainty hue against that immense size stirred a perverse thrill.
Enchanted, I reached out and cradled those massive breasts with both hands. A heavy weight met an unbelievably soft texture filling my palms.
"Hng... Th-this... is really... hea-vy..."
Soso murmured, blushing in embarrassment. Instead of replying, I buried my face in her right breast. A cozy flesh scent enveloped my face amid plush softness.
I flicked out my tongue to lick the pink nipple.
"Eek!"
Soso cried out, waist twisting. The nipple stiffened rigidly. I latched on like a nursing infant, suckling greedily. I swirled my tongue to tease it, lips suckling and releasing the breast repeatedly.
"Ah, ang! Senior Bro...! Not there...! Hngg!"
Soso clutched my hair, legs kicking the air. Her body quivered uncontrollably with pleasure. I lavished the same attention on her left breast. Soon both glistened with saliva, gleaming lewdly.
Judging the foreplay sufficient, I pulled out my rigidly swollen cock from my pants. The flushed glans already wept clear precum.
Soso's eyes widened. Confronting the monstrous thing from last night again, she instinctively tried to back away in fear.
I grabbed her waist and pulled her close. Then I wedged my throbbing shaft between her enormous breasts.
"Hik?!"
Soso gasped in shock. Her cleavage formed a deep, soft valley that swallowed my cock. The yielding flesh squeezed the shaft, sending tremors through my hips.
I gripped both breasts and pressed them together. The valley tightened, clamping my cock like a pussy made of velvet flesh.
"W-Wait... Senior Bro...! Th-this... feels... so weird...! Haaang!"
Soso whimpered and squirmed, but I ignored her and began thrusting my hips.
Slap, slap.
Skin slapped slickly against skin, echoing in the room. My cock slid fiercely back and forth in her cleavage. Her massive tits jiggled with each motion, heightening the visual ecstasy. Every brush of her pink nipples against my abdomen sent electric jolts through me.
"Hng! Ang! Senior Bro! Stop...! My breasts... feel so strange...! Haaaang!"
Soso's moans bordered on screams. She tried pushing my shoulders away, but her alcohol-fueled, pleasure-wracked body had no strength. I pinned her arms above her head and pistoned my hips more roughly.
Thud, thud, thud!
My pubis smacked her breasts with dull thumps. The pleasure of crushing and conquering that soft flesh surged my climax rapidly.
"I'm cumming...!"
I cried out shortly and sped up. Her tits clenched tighter, as if refusing to let a drop escape.
"Ngh!"
Spurt! Spurt! Splurt!
Thick white semen erupted, filling her cleavage and spilling over the swelling mounds.
"Haa... haa..."
Panting heavily, I withdrew from her breasts. Coated in sticky cum and saliva, they looked devastatingly erotic in their ruin.
Soso stared blankly at the white splatters on her chest. Still dazed, she just heaved for breath.
I wiped her lips gently with sticky fingers, then slipped my hand under the hem of her disheveled skirt.