Ravishing the Azure Dragon
Having quickly recovered from his injuries, Hayun swam back to where the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah was. He stared down at her, currently immobilized and locked in a fierce struggle with a dark crimson mist, and fell into deep thought.
How the hell am I supposed to help her with this?
As anyone could tell from the fact that he hadn't reached the absolute pinnacle of mental cultivation, this kind of spiritual warfare wasn't exactly his specialty. Should I just bash her head in with a club?
He lightly tapped the horns of the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah, whose limbs had regenerated but hung completely limp, save for her tail which was weakly twitching. He asked her, "Well, I'm here. How do you want me to help?"
A voice echoed in his mind.
"Got it. On it."
"Eek! Stop this instant—!"
The Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah seemed completely pushed to her limit. To be precise, she didn't have the spare capacity to deal with him while locked in a struggle for dominance against Ryeo-ah. Besides, the Blue Dragon's physical body was already heavily injured.
It was just as he reached out toward the Blue Dragon's horns, which were perfectly positioned to be grabbed.
Whoosh! The Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah's mouth suddenly snapped open. Her throat convulsed, and she spat out a high-pressure torrent of water!
"You crazy bitch!" If he hadn't whipped his head aside in the nick of time, his skull would have been obliterated instead of just grazing his shoulder.
He quickly slapped on all sorts of healing elixirs and talismans, then instantly maneuvered behind the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah.
Having her rear completely exposed, the Blue Dragon desperately thrashed her tail, but it was futile. Thud. "Ngh...!"
With her long, plump tail firmly caught in his grip, Ryeo-ah let out a groan filled with humiliation and pain.
"So I just need to break the horns, right?"
"Is she actually a dragon?"
"Alright, got it."
Idle chatter could wait. He was about to bring his club down on her head, but then he stopped himself, remembering that this body would soon belong to Ryeo-ah.
The Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah's physical vessel was optimized perfectly to fit the existence known as 'Ryeo-ah'. Since their synchronization rate was flawless, it was the ultimate vessel—highly efficient and carrying virtually zero risk during possession.
Crack! Instead of bashing her, he coated both of his hands in gauntlets made of three types of stone, then brutally grabbed the Blue Dragon's horns.
"Eeeek! Let go of me this instant!"
For all her shouting, her actual resistance was weak. He channeled his strength until the veins on his forearms bulged. Yet, surprisingly, absolutely nothing happened.
"You call this a horn?" Usually, when you exert force, you get a feel for things. A clear distinction between what is doable and what is utterly impossible. This was exactly the latter. These horns were ridiculously, absurdly tough.
"Heh... hehe. You gave me a fright, brat. Did you really think a mere insect like you could snap the horns of a Blue Dragon? A mortal who has not even reached the three extremes, let alone harmony..."
"It is merely a fragment, but because the original was so colossal, even a sliver was more than enough."
So it was a real dragon's horn. Tap, tap. He gently stroked the deer-like horn, feeling its strange texture. It was far too sturdy to break by brute force, but killing her would ruin the body Ryeo-ah needed. Hmm, quite a conundrum.
It was just as he placed his hand on her tail, following her advice. Right where the tail connected, her soft, pillowy buttocks peeked through her torn clothes, revealing pale, milky skin.
"Hmm..." Moreover, the deep cleft of her buttocks was clearly visible through the shredded fabric. He wasn't sure if it was appropriate to have such thoughts in a life-or-death situation, but it was incredibly hot. Especially when he realized this was technically Ryeo-ah's body—one he had never touched before.
According to what the Ryeo-ahs said, this body was quite different from her original one, but what truly mattered to a man was the soul inside, wasn't it? Since both Ryeo-ahs were currently possessing this body and fighting for control, wouldn't ravishing this body be the same as ravishing Ryeo-ah herself?
He gently stroked the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah's tail and buttocks as he pondered. "Ngh... ah? What do you think you are doing..."
Was it really okay to do something so shameless in a situation like this? He couldn't let himself get blinded by lust and ruin things while Ryeo-ah was fighting a life-or-death battle. He wasn't some brainless monkey incapable of controlling his urges. However, he was also a genius capable of coming up with a method that satisfied both instinct and reason.
After a brief moment of deliberation, Hayun thrust his index finger straight into the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah's anus. Squelch!
"....?!" She shuddered violently. The moment his finger penetrated her, the tight folds of her flesh clamped down hard around it. Her body, clearly never having experienced anything like this before, squeezed him with extreme sensitivity, causing his cock to instantly harden. This is an opportunity I absolutely cannot pass up.
Having a sharp wit, Ryeo-ah immediately realized what was about to happen the moment she saw his actions. She shrieked in sheer horror.
"Get your hands off my body!"
"I will kill you!"
They really were the same person; their reactions were perfectly in sync. Honestly, hearing their voices blend together in a mix of shock and humiliation was actually rather cute.
Instead of pulling his finger out, he gently pressed his middle finger against the entrance of her pussy. Squish. A wet, embarrassing sound echoed.
"Come on, Ryeo-ah. Let's think about this rationally. Ah, not you, Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah."
Honestly, it wasn't even Ryeo-ah's main body, so what was the big deal? Besides, there was a clear, undeniable benefit to this.
"You said it yourself last time. A clash of possessions is ultimately like a game of Go—a battle of wits and dominance. You explained how it's a duel between two powerful minds, blah blah blah."
"Let's be logical here. If I ravish her, won't it deal a massive shock to her mind? I don't really have any other way to help you. The horns won't break, so what else am I supposed to do?"
Reason and logic—Ryeo-ah's favorite concepts. Once he framed it that way, she fell silent, her indignation palpable but undefended.
She had to understand. She was currently at a disadvantage, and she needed his help to overcome this deficit. But the horns were far tougher than expected, and at this rate, she might actually get consumed instead. Ultimately, any objection she raised now was nothing more than an emotional plea.
"Dammit." Sensing her hesitation, the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah shrieked in sheer panic, her voice echoing inside her own mind.
"Wait, hold on. Seriously? Are you actually insane? Are you really going to throw away our first time to a creature like that... in a place like this?!"
"You have truly lost your mind! Even if we are enemies right now, we share the same origin, so we should at least respect each other! How can you throw me to a horned monkey like him?!"
"Never!" At those words, Ryeo-ah's gaze turned ice-cold—both the Blue Dragon's and the original's. And the punishment the cold, detached original offered to the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah was quite cruel.
It was practically a green light. Grinning with delight, Hayun was about to carry the Blue Dragon's body to a nearby island when he suddenly remembered the painting he had seen earlier. The Dragon Dream Scroll, was it?
"And we get a treasure as a bonus?"
As she spoke, Ryeo-ah seemed strangely detached. In other words, she looked like she had given up on thinking altogether. Since this was the only way, she seemed content to let the clouds drift and the water flow, completely letting go. To put it bluntly, she had half-lost her mind.
"Y-You crazy lunatics! Let go of me! Let me go! Are you really going to commit such a filthy act at a crucial moment like this?!"
Of course, the original Ryeo-ah was in a much better position than the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah, who was about to be ravished. The latter was in a state where she couldn't ignore what was happening even if she wanted to. She thrashed and shrieked in his arms, resisting with all her might.
"How can such a ridiculous method even exist?! Just kill me instead!"
"Right. So the only way is to fuck her into submission." Perfectly understood!
He fully intended to collect the price for her insults from the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah's body. After swimming for a bit, he spotted a scroll radiating an immense presence even deep beneath the sea. It was a painting depicting incredibly lifelike, beautiful clouds, the sun, and lush vegetation.
The moment he grabbed and channeled his energy into it, a strange suction force pulled them in. "And we're here."
Following a brief flash of light, they were welcomed by drifting clouds and vibrant greenery. A massive sun hung dead center in the sky. It was a space perfectly suited for land animals or birds, where fish wouldn't stand a chance. While the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah wasn't a fish, her power and presence here were significantly weaker than when she was in the ocean.
Desperate to avoid being defiled in this state, she scrambled on all fours toward the entrance they had just come through.
"N-No...!"
"Yes."
"Ah...!"
Hayun grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her back.
He had expected a more violent struggle, but her relative docility was likely because she couldn't afford to waste any precious energy while fighting Ryeo-ah for dominance. No matter how precious her chastity was, it paled in comparison to the threat of having her entire soul consumed.
Smack! He gave her buttocks a firm slap, then gently stroked her neck.
"I really like how you're only throwing a little tantrum, like a blushing bride."
"You... have truly lost your mind..."
"You can't even resist properly as you're dragged along by a man. If this isn't a tantrum, what is? You're just cutely kicking your feet."
"It is not that I am choosing not to, but that I cannot—"
Rip! Regardless of what she was saying, he tore away the silk garments wrapping her body.
"Whoa." Her breathtakingly beautiful, naked body was instantly laid bare. One might expect a sense of mismatch from the dragon tail growing near her buttocks, but because her base form was so gorgeous and her body so incredibly erotic, even that felt natural—like a unique charm.
If anything, the horns on her head and her tail only seemed to emphasize Ryeo-ah's special nature. Gulping, Hayun stripped off his own clothes. His toned abs were instantly revealed, along with his rock-hard cock, throbbing with the anticipation of ravishing the woman before him.
"..."
Perhaps finally realizing she was truly about to be defiled upon seeing his erect cock, the Blue Dragon Ryeo-ah bit her lip in silence.
"...Once I deal with this bitch, you are next."
"Oh, really? Then I'd better fuck you as hard as I can."
Abandoning any further resistance, she let her body go completely limp. Her seductive, supple frame hung loose. Was she planning to focus entirely on ending the internal battle as quickly as possible?
"Not a chance."
She would still feel every single sensation, wouldn't she? He pulled the naked Ryeo-ah, who was practically oozing feminine allure, tightly into his embrace.
"You're so soft and warm." He had known she would be soft just by looking at her incredibly erotic female body, but she was even warmer than he had anticipated. A top-tier vessel, perfect for warming her husband's cock.
Inhale. Brushing her hair aside, he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He nibbled on her shoulders and her beautiful collarbones, tracing them with his tongue. The moment her body shuddered, he nipped her earlobe.
Suck. "So you really are a woman after all."
Her body trembled fiercely, as if begging him not to treat her like this. He squeezed and kneaded her thighs, which seemed to practically cling to his hands like toys. Squeeze, squeeze.
"Your thighs are so damn plump and tight. I've got to slide my cock right in here."
Slide. His thick glans slipped between Ryeo-ah's fleshy thighs. Her thigh meat was incredibly supple, clinging tightly to his shaft.
He gathered her breasts with both hands, pinching and twisting her nipples. Then, he ran his fingers down the gentle curve of her spine.
"Ngh...!"
"From the moment you were born a woman with a pussy, this was your inevitable fate."
"What utter... nonsense... How dare you classify me as a mere woman... I am an existence far more exalted than—"
"These soft breasts, these seductive thighs, and the pussy meant to take my cock. What else are they for?" In the end, weren't you born with them just to get fucked by a man?! You even have a womb to receive semen, yet you dare claim you're not a woman?!
Kneading her insolent, highly-arousing breasts, he grabbed Ryeo-ah's chin and forced her head around.
"Mph...!"
"I'm going to carve it deep into your body today that you, too, are nothing but a woman, Ryeo-ah."
Smooch.
Hayun's lips crashed onto Ryeo-ah's beautiful, moist lips.
"......!"