Chapter 68
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 68
Chapter Title: The Mountain Bandit
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As we comfortably rode along in the carriage, an uninvited guest appeared before us.
"Hold it!"
Someone blocked the path of the carriage.
I peered out the window in disbelief at whoever it was.
I just had to see who would pull something like this.
Unless they had guts of steel, blocking a luxurious carriage like this wouldn't be easy.
The man outside had that look about him.
Typical.
Worn-out clothes and a massive cleaver that barely qualified as a weapon, like something from a butcher shop.
A bushy beard and a rough face to top it off.
I knew it the moment I saw him.
Yeah, in a wuxia world, it was about time we ran into one of these.
The man blocking the carriage was a mountain bandit.
"Leave the carriage and get out now!"
Of course, we didn't.
We were too comfortable inside, and bandits like him weren't even a threat anyway.
Then the guy flung open the door to the front carriage.
That was a mistake.
"Wha—what the—"
The moment he opened the carriage door, he was yanked inside by a massive hand.
A few seconds later, he was flung back out, knocked unconscious.
He'd already looked ragged, but now his clothes were in complete tatters, worse than a beggar's from the Open Faction.
Instructor Cheol Woong's handiwork.
He was twitching, so he seemed alive.
Good. I thought he was dead for a second.
A bit heavy-handed, but I got it.
It was a hot day.
Whether in the modern world or the martial realm, heat could make anyone irritable.
In that sense, our carriage was in better shape than the one up front.
Not to brag, but I had two women radiating intense yin energy right beside me.
...Though the seating was a little off.
The carriage was plenty spacious, but they were crowding my side.
There was open space in front, so why squeeze over here...
Not that I minded the coolness.
But sometimes the pressure felt suffocating.
Whenever I tried to shift away from the cushion, Jeong Seon would gently pull me back.
Seol Yeong would grab my sleeve with her cold hand.
"Mm..."
Both of them seemed a bit more forward lately.
Was it always like this?
"Something up with you two?"
"..."
As if on cue, they both clammed up.
A reason they might act like this...
"Nangong Yu?"
The moment I said the name, they both flinched.
Seemed Nangong Yu calling me "darling" at dinner had hit them hard.
Especially how she ignored the stares and came at me aggressively. That must've lit a fire under them.
Come to think of it, Seol Yeong had been more proactive since dinner.
I hadn't fully saved her yet, but she already showed me a lot of favor.
"Speaking of, you feeling okay?"
She'd looked fatigued after using her ice technique in the spar. When I asked if the effects lingered, she nodded that she was fine.
Jeong Seon watched me, then chimed in.
"Now that you mention it, we haven't done qi circulation together in a while."
"Uh, um..."
As I shut my mouth at her words, Seol Yeong gave us a puzzled look.
"...Qi circulation?"
She double-checked, like she wasn't sure if it was what she thought.
"..."
I couldn't answer.
It probably wasn't the qi circulation she knew.
Ours was... well, edging closer to foreplay or a handjob, honestly.
What was wild was how effective it actually was.
"What do you mean by doing qi circulation together...?"
Seol Yeong still couldn't wrap her head around it, tilting her head.
Jeong Seon smiled faintly and asked.
"Curious?"
Seol Yeong's head bobbed up and down.
Of course she was.
Seeing her nod, Jeong Seon turned to me.
"Want to show her?"
"...Do we have to?"
"...She looks like she wants to see."
I didn't really want to, but Seol Yeong's eyes were already on me.
Even with her blank expression, her gaze was crystal clear.
"Show me."
"..."
I looked at Jeong Seon.
She'd probably planned this.
Who knows what she was thinking.
Doing this would mean revealing she was a woman.
...Or maybe that's what she wanted.
I had no choice but to nod.
"Once we get to the academy—"
"Let's just do it here now."
"What?"
Jeong Seon patted the carriage cushion with a smile.
The carriage didn't shake much, and it was enclosed on all sides.
But there were windows.
We might get caught.
"Isn't this more thrilling?"
"..."
She had a point.
I was definitely the type who got more excited in situations like this.
And my internal energy grew with my arousal—a crazy lewd technique.
Was there any other cultivation method in the world where gains depended on horniness?
I reluctantly accepted Jeong Seon's determined proposal and checked with Seol Yeong one more time.
"You really want to see?"
"Yes."
I worried it might tank all the goodwill I'd built, but if she wanted it...
I'd warned her before about the weirdness of my cultivation method, so she might have an idea.
Our eyes met, and Jeong Seon slowly began undressing.
Seol Yeong turned her head at first when Jeong Seon started stripping so suddenly, but something caught her eye and she looked back.
"...Bandages?"
Seol Yeong stared puzzled at the bandages wrapped around Jeong Seon's chest.
Why bandages?
When they came off, her expression turned to shock.
"...A, a woman..."
Just as she said—Jeong Seon was a woman.
Wiping off the makeup hidden under the inner cloth made it even clearer.
Jeong Seon wore makeup.
Not to look pretty, but to pass as a man.
Without it, her sharp, angular masculine face softened into an elegant oval beauty.
Just that changed her whole vibe.
That face and those breasts screamed "woman."
"Phew, feels like I can breathe."
Seol Yeong just stared blankly at Jeong Seon, bandages off.
Then she rummaged through her memories.
"Then that time too..."
I could guess what she meant.
When Jeong Seon healed her.
Before Seol Yeong could recover from the shock, Jeong Seon clung to me.
"Yeah. Just like that time."
She wrapped her arms around my neck.
Naturally straddling me, her legs coiled around like a snake.
Too stimulating for Seol Yeong—she whipped her head away, then slowly looked back.
Since the goal was qi circulation, I let out a long breath and began.
Jeong Seon's demonic hands caressed my entire body.
When her cool touch grazed my neck and slipped inside my clothes, my internal energy eagerly devoured the yin qi.
"..."
Seol Yeong started curiously stroking my heating body.
The contrast between her skilled, seductive touch and Seol Yeong's tentative, chilly one heightened everything.
"Your internal energy really grows the more aroused you get..."
"Want to join?"
"Huh?"
Jeong Seon suddenly invited Seol Yeong.
To help with my qi circulation.
What was she thinking?
"I... don't really know how..."
"He'll love it."
"...Really?"
"Try it."
Seol Yeong took the suggestion and hesitantly followed along.
From then on, I had to regulate my breathing and resist the overflowing pleasure.
Jeong Seon breathed hot, slutty breaths, unleashing techniques I'd heard from courtesans.
Then awkward, cool, but affectionate hands followed.
The difference drove me wild.
Before I knew it, I was stripped naked.
"Would be bad if someone looked in."
Her words mixed anxiety and pleasure in me.
Jeong Seon diligently stroked my cock with both hands.
She kissed the tip several times on my rock-hard erection.
"Ptoo..."
She spat cool saliva.
It lubed things up, making the strokes smoother.
Lewd wet sounds filled the carriage.
"...Ngh."
A soft moan escaped me.
Not content to just watch, Seol Yeong grabbed my cock too and started pumping up and down.
Her cold fingers on my feverish erection was a new pleasure.
And the unknown thrill of being jerked off made sounds slip out.
Maybe intrigued by my reaction, Seol Yeong pressed closer, shaking her hand more vigorously.
My internal energy swelled; my body heated up. Seol Yeong cooled it while feeding more yin qi.
Infinite fuel.
"Hoo..."
I barely held back, finishing qi circulation with a sigh and leaning against the carriage.
I'd almost cum this time.
Euphoric pleasure nearly led to qi deviation.
"How was it?"
Jeong Seon's question seemed for both of us.
"...Good."
Our answers overlapped.