Chapter 21: The Lecherous Physician, Geum Tae-yang (1)
Chapter 21: The Lecherous Physician, Geum Tae-yang (1)
As I made my way toward Shaanxi, I began earning a reputation by taking out bandits and collecting bounties. Green Forest bandits were shrewd enough to plunder moderately, but those desperate fools who turned to banditry out of sheer survival would strip their victims bare—so while their infamy might be lower, their bounties were far higher.
Though my name didn't exactly spread far and wide across the martial world from wiping out such trash...
Among the common folk, it definitely started gaining traction.
And soon enough, Chi-chi and I earned ourselves nicknames.
Geum Tae-yang, the Lecherous Fist Hero.
Chi-chi, the Lewd Spear Rabbit.
Since this era had no crime like "public indecency," Chi-chi could strut around in her bunny girl outfit with pride, and as long as I stuck close to her, the imperial troops never bothered us. Still, given how shockingly immodest her attire was, it was only natural we ended up saddled with such vulgar epithets.
Chi-chi pouted in apparent displeasure when she heard her new nickname—Lewd Spear Rabbit, of all things. Of course, after I gave her a few deep, lingering kisses, that pout vanished in an instant.
At any rate, we finally arrived in Shaanxi.
More precisely, a remote village on the outskirts of Huayin County, where Mount Hua loomed in the distance.
And what, you ask, was my business here?
"Next patient, come in."
"Y-Yes, of course."
Medical practice.
***
In modern times, practicing medicine without a license would land you in legal trouble, but here? No such laws existed.
As a result, quacks ran rampant. It wasn't uncommon to see injuries or illnesses worsen under their care—not every day, but often enough to be a grim reality.
That made real physicians all the more precious.
In this ruthless martial world where blades flashed like weeds in the wind, martial artists were as plentiful as grass, yet proper doctors were scarcer than one in ten.
That's why most physicians, unless they were already wealthy or skilled enough to stand alone, affiliated themselves with some power—a noble family, a sect, anything with enough influence to ensure they'd never want for coin.
Medical treatment required materials, after all. Rare herbs often grew in treacherous mountain paths, so having martial artists on hand to gather them was practically a necessity.
Even if you could treat someone, arranging for a martial artist to fetch ingredients each time was tedious at best.
Sure, there were herb gatherers who specialized in foraging, but their reach was limited—they could only collect what grew in their region, which naturally placed constraints on what medicine could accomplish.
In such a world, a real doctor, operating independently while properly treating common folk, was an exceptionally rare sight.
And that—that was the opportunity I seized to set up my practice in this village.
"Young lady. This clinic, the Honey Clinic, serves only women. And in return for treatment, it demands payment not in coin, but in flesh. You understood this when you came?"
Of course, the payment I spoke of wasn't money. It was the woman's body itself.
"Y-Yes... I knew... before I came..."
Her faltering voice betrayed her shame. Understandable—selling oneself for treatment wasn't so different from the courtesans at the Red Pavilion peddling their bodies.
Considering that only women at the very bottom of life worked as courtesans at the Red Pavilion, it was only natural for this country girl to feel ashamed.
Yet, when sickness struck in a backwater like this, seeking treatment meant traveling to a larger town—like Huayin County—only to bleed what little money these people had left after barely scraping by each day.
And so, despite knowing the price, the women of this village still came.
Because at the very least, I actually healed them. They swallowed their shame in exchange for the chance to return to their normal lives.
"Where does it hurt?"
"My chest has felt tight for days now. It doesn't stop me from working, but... my breathing has been getting slower. I wanted treatment before something worse develops."
"Hmm."
My eyes swept over her, inch by inch.
Her face wasn't particularly pretty—no sharp edges, just plain. Not the kind of look that stirred hunger in me.
But her figure? For a woman who'd never trained in martial arts, it was decent enough.
Not a bad little diversion to squeeze some fun out of, I mused.
"You know this already, but my treatment relies on martial arts—a method of qi circulation. So it's less a physician's work and more a martial artist's. For that reason, strip to the waist and turn your back to me."
"Do I... have to undress?"
Looking at her, I thought there would be no harm in enjoying her breasts for a moment.
"As you know, my treatment uses martial arts and qigong. It is closer to a martial artist's method than an ordinary physician's, so first, remove your clothes and turn your back to me."
Realizing that exposing her chest would be far worse, the woman began to loosen her clothing. With hesitant fingers, she tugged at her garments just enough to reveal the bare skin of her back—her ears burning red all the while.
In this era, unless you came from wealth, the uninitiated common folk had little chance of maintaining flawless skin.
So though this village girl's back was smooth, the slight roughness betrayed how much hardship she'd endured. Even her back felt like this—imagine her hands.
I channeled my inner energy, invoking the Yin-Yang Sexual Art, seeking unity through male-female harmony—even if only temporary.
The Yin-Yang Sexual Art had been one of my earliest fortuitous encounters after fleeing the Namgung Clan.
Make no mistake—it was an Ultimate Art in its own right.
True, it required a man and woman to achieve proper harmony, but once fulfilled, it allowed one to observe the microcosms of both parties.
In fact, the protagonist of the original story had mastered it precisely by thrusting vigorously into his heroines before achieving enlightenment—even undergoing Bone Transformation Rebirth.
That rebirth had elevated him to legendary proportions in certain areas, making him even more popular with the heroines. That meant more R-19 chapters, which the readers loved.
At any rate, the Yin-Yang Sexual Art—an unrivaled fusion of martial and carnal arts—was so potent it bordered on divine.
Thanks to it, I gained the unique ability to peer into a woman's microcosm during... interactions.
And as an added bonus?
I could even play the part of a physician.
"Hmm. The vessels near her heart are becoming blocked. Judging by the stagnant qi building up, was she infected with something when she was injured? I should be able to clear it with a single treatment."
It wasn't a serious problem. She might feel poorly for a few days and recover, or it might worsen and become a chronic illness that plagued her for the rest of her life—but it wasn't the sort of thing that would kill her right away.
Still, I couldn't deny that she needed treatment as soon as possible.
As soon as I took my hand away, the village maiden hurriedly pulled her wrap and top back into place, then asked me,
"Physician, I haven't caught some strange disease, have I? I haven't, right?"
"Hmm. It is not a disease that will kill you immediately, but if left as it is, it will cause you a long period of suffering. If you are afraid, young lady, you may leave it untreated, but this physician recommends that I perform qi treatment at once."
"Won't it heal naturally?"
"The chances are slim. Stagnant qi has built up in the vessels near your heart, disrupting the circulation of your blood and throwing its natural order out of balance. This isn't the sort of thing that will heal on its own if you leave it alone. You weren't injured; the natural order has been thrown into disarray."
I spun a plausible tale. It wasn't as though I actually knew much about medicine.
All I did was use what I'd seen of her Microcosm through the Yin-Yang Sexual Art to talk like a physician and persuade her.
But how much could someone from a remote village possibly know about the profound world of medicine? Not even a little, I'd wager.
It wasn't a serious illness, but it wouldn't get better without treatment. At my explanation, a furrow formed between the village maiden's brows.
"If you want treatment, you'll have to bare your breasts. I have to hold them to perform qi treatment, so there's no helping that."
"...Can't I pay with money instead?"
"To treat it... you'll need this much."
I hastily scribbled a price on a piece of paper and held it out to her. The village maiden saw the amount written on the receipt, let out a shrill "Eek!" and went pale.
The best treatment would be for me to hold her breasts and directly channel qi into her. But there was another option: I could use a metal needle to puncture the vessels where the stagnant qi had gathered, then inject Yin-Yang energy into them.
The problem was that I didn't have any metal needles. I'd have to commission a blacksmith to make them, and they wouldn't come cheap.
A well-to-do family could certainly afford the expense, but if she came from a well-to-do family, she wouldn't have settled in this village, an awkward distance from Huayin County, in the first place.
The village maiden stared at my large, thick hands, her gaze complicated as she wavered.
She must have found it humiliating to imagine my hand grabbing her breasts and groping her.
"Ugh... You really will cure me, right? My illness will get better, won't it?"
"If I fail to cure you completely, I'll cut off my own cock."
"...I don't need that. Just pay me back in money."
She was a proper, sensible village maiden. Of course, the real thing between my legs was worth more than any amount of money, but she hadn't experienced cock penetration, so it was only natural that she didn't know.
As a generous man, I would have to forgive her.
"Ugh. How did I end up at a clinic like this? Please, just treat me already."
"Then take off your clothes."
"...All right."
After hesitating for a long while, the village maiden finally undid the clothes she'd just fastened again. This time, she lowered her wrap and bared her breasts completely.
They were modest but pleasantly plump, small enough to fit in one hand.
They looked like they'd be fun to touch.
I grabbed both exposed breasts. The village maiden grimaced slightly, as though it hurt, but I ignored her reaction. I handled her breasts as I pleased, as if they were toys, and brought about Yin-Yang Harmony.
As I kneaded them just enough, I thought, Decent, mid-to-low-grade tits, and seared away the stagnant qi with Lightning Qi.
The treatment was over. Since I'd groped the village maiden's breasts, which no one had touched before, I didn't charge her any extra and sent her out of the clinic.
"Next patient."
After that, I treated two more people, from a married woman to a child. The married woman repaid me by jerking me off, and I treated the child for free.
Even a Lust Demon had a duty to behave decently as a human being.
No matter what, I wasn't going to touch a fifteen-year-old kid...
I'd heard there were Lust Demons who assaulted girls who hadn't even come of age yet. Whenever I came across one of those bastards, I'd go and personally rip his dick off. Well, that isn't important, so I'll move on.
"Haah. Taking patients was exhausting. Master, praise your Heavenly Demon for her hard work."
"Mm. Good job."
With Chi-chi sitting on my lap and rubbing her world's greatest ass against me, I praised her while sucking on the nape of her neck. If I played the physician at the clinic, Chi-chi played the servant who screened the patients.
Her job was to turn away the ugly women and men who came looking for treatment in my place.
Thanks to how enticing Chi-chi looked as a bunny-eared Heavenly Demon, more men had come by, which was a nuisance. But once I showed them my strength, they all ran off in a hurry.
"Chuup. Mm. Chuup. Mwah. Mm."
"Mm. Chuup. Slurp. Mwah."
Then our eyes met, and we fell into a deep kiss.
For good measure, I rubbed my erect cock between her buttocks while fondling her breasts.
Lick, lick, lick.
As I kept kissing her like a lecherous pervert, satisfaction surfaced in Chi-chi's expression.
"Hmph. You've suffered through eating junk food, Master."
"Don't call the village women junk food."
"But they didn't taste good, did they?"
"Mm."
I couldn't deny that. I'd treated a lot of people over the past few days, but there hadn't been a single person I wanted to fuck. All I'd gotten in the end was some imitation sex and a little fondling.
And as the day drew to a close, I took Chi-chi and spent the night in a storm of copulation, letting out the desire that had built up to an unsatisfying degree.
Chi-chi seemed pleased with the situation, if anything. Apparently, she liked being able to feel that she was superior to the other females.
"But you came early today, didn't you? The clinic's still open. Is it all right for you to come here and rub against me like this?"
"Hmm. I did have something to say, but... your cock looked like it was having such a hard time that, before I knew it, I was showing you affection."
"What did you come to tell me?"
"...A strange woman with cow's milk on her chest came by."
A strange woman, huh?
My instincts are telling me.
A gorgeous woman—she had to be the second candidate I'd chosen for my wife—
Twitch.
King Cock roared.