Chapter 69: Divine Thief and the Mad Physician (4)
Chapter 69: Divine Thief and the Mad Physician (4)
The five first-class assassins of the Moon Killing Sect immediately threw themselves toward their predetermined escape route. Having witnessed five fellow first-class assassins being slaughtered in barely two exchanges, they'd concluded that completing their mission with their current strength would be impossible.
Mission failure meant tarnishing the sect's reputation. These men, brainwashed through near-indoctrination to prioritize mission success over their own lives, fled along their assigned escape routes.
Their final destination was the same—a temporary hideout in a mountain cave beside Mount Song.
The sheer audacity of establishing a hideout right beside Mount Song stemmed from absolute confidence in never being discovered.
Crude but functional, they'd disguised the entrance with a formation array. Though shoddily constructed, it was sufficient to deceive the untrained eyes of peak masters who knew nothing of formations.
Guho, the highest-ranking among the first-class assassins acting as their leader, spoke:
"A relief. At least the first-class operatives made it back. Regardless, we've failed the mission—I'll report to headquarters. The rest of you, stand by."
The other four remained silent. Taking this as agreement, Guho retrieved a messenger pigeon from deeper inside the cave.
With swift brushstrokes, he drafted a mission failure report, rolled the paper tightly, and inserted it into the small cylinder attached to the pigeon's leg.
As Guho turned to exit the cave and release the messenger, his brow furrowed.
"Move aside. I need to send this to headquar—... Hm? Where are the other two?"
Two first-class assassins had vanished without warning.
Before Guho could even shout in realization—
Crunch.
***
Thanks to Chi-chi's sensitivity to killing intent—befitting the Heavenly Killing Star—tracking them proved effortless. While I could've pursued them easily too, since they'd come specifically for me, covertly tailing them would've been tricky.
One common method mass-produced assassin sects employ is raising members devoid of emotions. If they realized they were being followed, they'd undoubtedly swallow poison without hesitation, fearless to the end.
Hence, Chi-chi—hyper-sensitive to killing intent—tracked from afar while I followed behind.
The unexpected twist was their retreat not to a branch headquarters, but to this temporary hideout.
Their preparedness shone through—immediately exiting the city, cutting through forests, scaling mountains to reach this cave. Worthy of being called one of the Three Great Assassin Sects of the Central Plains.
[The entrance uses a formation array to blur vision, making it look like a cliff face. What's the plan?]
[My energy sense detects three inside. Let's wait here, kill those coming out, and steal their clothes.]
[Heh. That does sound fun.]
Her smile was chilling yet seductive.
[You haven't forgotten your promise to me, have you?]
[...Do we really have to?]
"Of course!"
Chi-chi's thunderous voice transmission struck my eardrums. Her refusal to take no for an answer was palpable.
But even for a lecher like me, this was... questionable.
"Look, Chi-chi. Killing assassins while having sex with them is a bit much, don't you think?"
[How ignorant. There's nothing more thrilling than spreading your legs before those fools and overwhelming them with sheer dominance. The title 'Lust Demon' weeps for you, Master!]
[...My lechery textbooks never covered this chapter.]
[Besides, when else can I sneak in such treats behind that dairy cow's back?]
'So my dick is just a treat now.'
So it's unavoidable? Killing assassins mid-coitus.
After several public exposures and climaxes, had she developed a taste for it? Or was the Heavenly Killing Star just inherently perverse?
While I'd practiced footwork during sex, killing assassins while fucking was an unprecedented, outlandish concept even for me.
'Did I awaken something that should've remained dormant?'
This was the same Chi-chi who'd fallen head over heels for Namgung Gang-o's modest six-inch cousin (about 18cm), single-handedly sending the Demonic Cult back to Xinjiang. Having tasted my eleven-inch member, she'd arguably broken through the original storyline in some twisted way.
[Master, the other two roaches are coming.]
[!]
Chi-chi's transmission snaps me from my thoughts.
I sharpen my focus instantly. In perfect sync with Chi-chi, we execute a husband-wife collaborative strike.
Like lightning, my razor-sharp grasp and Chi-chi's dainty fingers simultaneously snap the two first-class assassins' necks.
We can't stain the clothes we're about to steal.
Their eyes remain wide open in death, utterly unaware of what struck them. We strip the Moon Killing Sect assassins bare, then remove our own garments to don their uniforms.
The dull black operational gear—loose-fitting without clinging, exactly what you'd expect from these romance-deprived killers.
Yet even in these non-revealing night operation clothes, when Chi-chi strikes a pose, there's an undeniable allure.
[How do I look, Master? Does it suit me?]
She leans her upper body slightly forward. Her left arm rises above her shoulder, hand resting behind her head, while her right hand grips her waist.
With her accentuated hips swaying suggestively, the image of a lethally seductive assassin ready to fuck men to death is complete.
Had our purpose here been different, we might've spent the entire day fucking in this cave.
[...The 'Fucking Assassin' look isn't bad. Especially with that ass driving me wild in our stolen gear.]
[Fufufu. Knew you'd say that. My lower half is officially certified by Master as the finest under heaven.]
Chi-chi boldly declaring herself as "my cocksleeve" was irresistibly attractive.
For a moment, I nearly forgot we needed to enter the cave.
As we step inside, the most composed-looking first-class assassin notices Chi-chi among our group of four and nods.
"A relief. At least the first-class operatives made it back."
So first-class assassins are just first-rate martial artists?
...Isn't that overly simplistic?
'Well, this world doesn't have those fancy realm classifications like Profound or Manifestation—just third-rate, second-rate, first-rate divisions. Maybe it's to be expected...'
"Regardless, we've failed the mission—I'll report to headquarters. The rest of you, stand by."
The first-rate assassin—no, the first-class assassin who appeared to be the squad leader—began writing his report.
As he turned around to scribble something, Chi-chi poked me repeatedly in the side.
[Master. Now's the time. Let's do it!]
[Ugh. This is all my karma coming back to bite me.]
The qi Chi-chi was emitting masked the presence of the two of us at the back, shielding us from the assassins' detection.
Lowering the masks that had concealed our faces, we immediately pressed our lips together in a deep kiss. As the passionate kiss continued, our pants and underwear slid to the floor.
Chi-chi leaped up and clung to me.
It was a position commonly referred to in modern adult media as the "daiyūshiki hold."
Squelch!
Her head tilted back as she swallowed King Cock whole, slamming it down into her pussy as if spearing her womb. The impact of the tip thrusting deep into her cervix made her tremble violently, sending her over the edge.
The sight of her impaled on my meat rod resembled a tuna skewered by a harpoon.
"Ohoooh! Ah, ah, my pussy's—♡ gone♡"
"You're coming too easily, aren't you? If we lose these bastards because of your pathetic little pussy, we're screwed. …If we lose them, I'm confiscating King Cock, got it?"
"Nngh! Hng! Ah, no! This cock—it's mine. Hohh, ngh, ah! I'll never let it go…!"
Wrapping both legs tightly around my waist, Chi-chi began grinding against me, clenching her pussy with all her might. She seemed determined to hold back from climaxing, but the raw friction of her folds only backfired, making it even more intense.
Splurt.
Her juices splashed onto the floor.
"Pathetic pussy."
"…Hmph."
As if embarrassed, she bit her lip and muttered.
We were enjoying our silent, motionless fucking when the assassin squad leader suddenly spun around—likely having finished his report.
Now!
"Step aside. I'll send this to headquarters… Huh? Where are the other two?"
In the blink of an eye, I appeared behind him using the Shukuchi technique, while Chi-chi, still clinging to me, reached past me toward him.
"Hahhn♡"
Crunch.
With just a swift, friction-like motion of her hand, the squad leader's neck twisted in a direction it was never meant to go.
The sound of his nasal voice gurgling and his vertebrae snapping simultaneously created an eerie dissonance.
"Betrayal!?"
"No, intruders!"
As the squad leader's head lolled, the remaining two immediately reached for their daggers.
I spun around and stomped down hard—shattering the fallen squad leader's skull like a watermelon.
Chunks of flesh and gouts of blood sprayed upward, obscuring the assassins' vision.
Thud. Thud.
Here, Chi-chi showed off an amusing trick. Whether it was broken from the force of my stomp or not, she snatched a falling stalactite mid-fuck. Untangling her legs, she landed on her feet, swapped positions with me in a waltz-like spin, and drove the stalactite straight into the back of their necks.
…Damn, even as an assassin, she'd have been called the "Thousand-Demon Assassin."
It's a damn good thing she's the Bunny Demon now.
"Ahahh♡ Ahahahahaha!"
Even as blood splattered across her face, Chi-chi didn't bother wiping it away, instead bursting into mad laughter. It was the cackling of someone teetering on the edge of bloodlust, erupting into full-blown hysterics.
"Ahahah! Truly… my adorable Master♡"
"Yeah, yeah. Love you too."
"Kihihi. Do not dismiss my tenfold sincerity right now."
Her pussy clenched tightly around my cock. Sucking the head deep into her cervix with wet, squelching noises, she conveyed just how serious she was.
Her hands caressed my face. With the tenderness of handling a priceless artifact, she stroked me as if I were something unbearably precious.
"How could a man who not only embraces a woman like me—tainted by the Heavenly Killing Star—but even affirms me… not be lovable?"
"Aren't I just a shameless pervert who loves pussy?"
Though I wasn't being as rough due to our position, I lightly thrust into her, rocking my hips in small, teasing motions.
Perhaps because the thrusts were gentle, unlike the earlier fucking, Chi-chi had enough composure to speak with a coquettish expression.
"Hmph. Even the fiends of the Demonic Sect recoil at the mere mention of the Heavenly Killing Star. There's no male like you—one who gleefully fucks my pussy raw and plants his seed inside."
"Obviously."
I slowly pushed Chi-chi down.
Though we were in a cave, the floor of this makeshift dwelling was smooth and finished. Even if she climaxed, the rough surface wouldn't hurt her, but as a man, I couldn't help but worry.
A treasure like her body getting injured would be an enormous loss for any male.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
As I gently pushed into her, I interlaced our fingers.
Chi-chi's eyes melted with longing—she loved this kind of intimate coupling, fingers entwined, more than having her tits groped and squeezed.
Responding to her desire, I leaned in.
Smooch. Peck. Peck.
Smooch. Peck. Peck.
Unlike our usual lewd kisses, this was an affectionate, emotionally charged exchange.
For Chi-chi—a girl who had been alone since childhood, starved of love because of the Fortuitous Encounter that gave her the First Heavenly Demon's memories and experiences, along with the Heavenly Killing Star—this was her most cherished moment.
Gently nudging her cervix with the tip of my cock, I continued the sweet kisses.
Though not as wild as usual, the coupling was just as fulfilling.
Splurt. Sploosh. Splurt.
"Hahhh♡"
A vigorous eruption warmed her insides.
Chi-chi, accepting every drop, twisted her hips to spread it thoroughly inside herself. As if determined not to waste a single drop, she used her own fingers to stir her depths.
Like an alchemist refining gold, she worked with utmost devotion.
It was obvious what she wanted, but I didn't stop her. Life is best when left to the will of heaven. Considering our journey ahead, it'd be better if it didn't happen—but if Chi-chi wanted it… Well, if it happens, it happens. If not, all the better.
"To think my lord carries such deep affection within him. What a darling master you are♡"
"You're darling too. Those fools out there have no idea the infamous Heavenly Demon could be this adorable, overflowing with love like the perfect virtuous wife."
"Heh. And isn't that fortunate? It means my lord can keep me all to himself."
"That's true."
It was about time to head back. If we stayed too late, Seol Yu-ran would worry.
Having finished our passionate lovemaking, we tidied up and left the cave.
Come to think of it, an equal relationship wasn't bad either. But whether it was pure love or something else, I was trash who always wanted to be in the dominant position.
As we exited the cave, I suddenly grabbed Chi-chi's hand and planted a surprise kiss on her cheek. Watching her jump in shock, thinking everything was already over, I grinned broadly.
"I love you. Always will."
"Ehk?!"
Seeing Chi-chi's face turn as red as the bloodstains on her cheeks—a rare sight—filled me with a private sense of victory.