Chapter 214: Secular Disciple Seol-hyang-4
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 214: Secular Disciple Seol-hyang-4
Jang Sun-woo, the disciple of the Poison King.
He was publicly recognized among the Nine Great Sects and the Five Great Clans as the top Rising Star.
His existence first became known during the Dragon and Phoenix Gathering held in Gyunhyeon. At the time, he had not only thrashed the Rising Stars of Dragon and Phoenix who had insulted the Poison King’s sixth lady but had also committed the eccentric act of extorting money from them.
The Nine Great Sects and the Five Great Clans were beyond shocked when they learned of this.
Who exactly were these "Dragon and Phoenix"?
Were they not the elite of the elite, destined to lead the future of the Murim?
Furthermore, the group he suppressed reportedly included outstanding talents like Heavenly Phoenix Lee Ye-seol, who had already reached the Upper Stage of the Peak Realm, as well as Overlord Punch Dragon Hwangbo Ak and Plum Sword Dragon Hwa Un-san.
The fact that such talents had surrendered without being able to put up a proper fight was nothing short of staggering.
Of course, it was a shameful matter, and since they didn't want to give the Poison King any leverage, they pretended not to notice. However, they implicitly acknowledged the Poison King’s disciple, Jang Sun-woo, as the greatest of all Rising Stars.
And now, Seol-hyang had mentioned that very man.
Guwol Shin-ni looked at Seol-hyang with a bewildered expression.
"What makes you think he will come?"
"Because the Tang Clan has no suitable experts left. With most of their direct bloodline wiped out, I figured the only experts comparable to us would be him and Dok Seo-si."
At Guwol Shin-ni’s question, Seol-hyang continued with a bright smile.
"Dok Seo-si is the only remaining direct bloodline member besides the Clan Head, so there’s no way she’s coming. And the Clan Head himself wouldn't personally step out for something like this."
"Your logic is sound. But why are you so curious about him?"
"Hehe, just a bit of curiosity."
Seol-hyang’s face flushed slightly as she answered.
Her expression betrayed a significant amount of interest.
"Let curiosity remain just that. He is Dok Seo-si’s fiancé."
Guwol Shin-ni spoke with a worried expression. It seemed she was afraid her lovely disciple was getting ahead of herself.
"Oh, come on. It’s not like I harbor feelings for him or anything. I’m just interested because of the rumors that he crushed those arrogant Dragon and Phoenix."
Seeing Guwol Shin-ni’s concern, Seol-hyang gave a radiant smile to reassure her.
"Phew, that is a relief then."
Guwol Shin-ni let out a sigh of relief.
"Seol-hyang, be careful. Men are far more disgusting and devious than you think."
"Don't worry. I have absolutely no interest in men. Right now, I enjoy practicing martial arts much more."
"Yes, that is a very proper mindset."
Guwol Shin-ni smiled, satisfied with the answer.
Judging by her response, it seemed the girl wouldn't be getting her heart broken by a man anytime soon.
"Is there anything else you're curious about?"
"Nope~"
Seol-hyang replied playfully. It seemed all her questions had been answered.
"Alright then, go and prepare for the journey. We leave tomorrow, and I feel I’ve kept you here too long."
Guwol Shin-ni issued an expulsion order to the disciples.
They had a long road ahead of them, and she didn't want to delay them further.
""Understood.""
The disciples answered in unison.
*
Returning to her quarters, a deep smile played on Seol-hyang’s lips.
The thought of leaving this tedious main sect made her feel wonderful.
Of course, the purpose wasn't a vacation but a search for the missing Emei disciples, but she couldn't help the joy of descending the mountain.
It was her first time returning to the secular world in ten years since joining the Emei Sect.
Inside the Emei Sect, meat was forbidden, and she always had to wake up and sleep at set times.
It was a stifling existence.
The thought of escaping that life was bound to make her happy.
"Hmm~ hmm~"
She even began to hum as she packed her bags.
Once she finished, her eyes widened like saucers.
She realized her belongings were surprisingly meager.
Her luggage consisted of a few spare sets of clothes, including undergarments, and a single sword.
She sighed.
To think the only daughter of the Seol Clan—one of the Five Great Merchants of the Central Plains—was this poor.
She decided that as soon as she descended the mountain, she would buy several sets of high-quality clothes.
She simply hadn't had the chance to spend money because she couldn't leave the sect.
She was a woman with more money than she knew what to do with.
She vowed to spend every cent she hadn't been able to use over the last ten years.
Having made her resolution, she lay down on her bed.
The bed was incredibly hard, but she didn't mind.
Tomorrow, she would be saying goodbye to this smelly, hard bed.
She closed her eyes, praying for tomorrow to come quickly.
Thump, thump, thump.
But perhaps because of her racing heart, sleep eluded her.
"Hehehehe."
She let out a giggle.
She was imagining the journey to the North Sea.
First, she would stop at an inn and feast on meat.
Then, she would buy plenty of pretty clothes and accessories.
After that, she planned to mingle with the young Rising Stars of Qingcheng and the Tang Clan and show off her charms.
Objectively speaking, she considered herself quite cute, so she imagined many men would be drooling over her.
And finally, she might meet the man called the greatest Rising Star in the current Murim.
A smile naturally formed on her lips.
She was genuinely curious about what kind of man he was.
'Is he rugged? Or maybe soft on the outside, firm on the inside?'
She couldn't even imagine it.
She had high expectations for the man named Jang Sun-woo.
She herself had reached the Peak Realm at the young age of twenty.
To her, who looked down on everyone below the Heavenly Phoenix—the strongest of the Dragon and Phoenix—Sun-woo was a very special existence.
If he had suppressed the Dragon and Phoenix in an instant, she figured he must be at a level equal to or higher than her own.
The thought of a man superior to her couldn't help but make her heart flutter.
Thump, thump, thump.
Her heart began to race uncontrollably again.
It was because her expectations for him were soaring.
'Quiet down, heart.'
She scolded her heart and lay still.
She just wanted tomorrow to arrive as soon as possible.
*
"Hwaaaa-am!"
Sun-woo let out a massive yawn.
"Are you sleepy?"
Tang Seo-yoon, who was beside him, asked as she looked at him.
"Yeah, I didn't get much sleep."
Sun-woo replied, rubbing his tired eyes.
"Why couldn't you sleep?"
"......"
At her question, Sun-woo shut his mouth like a mute who had eaten honey.
The reason wasn't exactly something he could proudly reveal.
As the time for Sun-woo’s departure approached, Ok-ryeong and Madam Tang had clung to him and wouldn't let go.
They didn't want to part with Sun-woo, whom they wouldn't see for half a year.
In the end, Sun-woo had visited their quarters on alternating days, acting as a sexual powerhouse just for them. The women had spent a very satisfying week.
Of course, from the perspective of Sun-woo, who barely slept and was essentially milked dry, it had been a nightmare.
"Anyway, is everything ready?"
Sun-woo spoke to Tang Seo-yoon, trying to change the subject.
"Yes. I've packed beef jerky and dried rations for fifty people, along with other household tools."
Tang Seo-yoon answered lightly.
"For how many days?"
"It should last about a month."
"Is that enough?"
"We'll be passing through inns for most of the journey through the Central Plains, so it doesn't matter."
"Ah, so you mean the food for when we enter the North Sea."
"Yes. If it seems like we're running low, stop by a village to restock. I'll give you plenty of money."
"I feel like a rich man."
"You are a rich man."
Tang Seo-yoon replied with a soft smile.
"By the way, who came from Qingcheng and Emei?"
Sun-woo asked, looking at her.
"From Qingcheng, Un-jeok-ja, the First Sword of Qingcheng, came. From Emei, Bulheo Satae and Bulsok Satae arrived."
Sun-woo frowned.
He didn't have particularly good memories of being involved with them.
"I don't really get along with them..."
"Try to make it work anyway. Like it or not, you'll be together for half a year."
Nod.
Sun-woo nodded silently at her words.
As she said, whether he liked it or not, they were people he might have to spend at least six months with.
He couldn't exactly start showing his distaste already, could he?
"Sigh... I don't want to go."
Sun-woo confessed his true feelings to Tang Seo-yoon.
Now that everything was ready, the reality of going to the North Sea was sinking in.
And the more it sank in, the less he wanted to go.
How could he leave for the North Sea, a trip that would take half a year round-trip?
Tang Seo-yoon watched Sun-woo intently.
It weighed on her heart to send Sun-woo, who wasn't even related to her by blood, away for the sake of the clan.
"Sun-woo, I'm sorry."
Tang Seo-yoon bowed her head slightly and apologized.
She felt she had to say it.
"No need for an apology."
Sun-woo accepted her words as if it were nothing.
He was currently acting as the regent of the Tang Clan.
In this situation, increasing the Tang Clan’s power was the same as increasing his own.
So why should she feel so sorry?
"But once I'm back, I'm not going anywhere else."
Sun-woo stated firmly, as if pinning it down.
"I promise. I will never send you anywhere else again."
At her confirmation, a smile spread across Sun-woo’s face.
"Let's get going then."
Sun-woo began to walk.
The disciples of Qingcheng and Emei were all waiting for him.
He couldn't delay any longer.
Tang Seo-yoon nodded and followed behind him.
*
In the vast North Sea, there existed many different groups of people.
From the ethnic minorities living in the North Sea to the martial artists of the North Sea Ice Palace, the armies stationed in the North, and even criminals who had fled from the Central Plains after committing crimes.
There were so many people living in the North Sea that it was impossible to list them all.
And the Evil Demon Ju Do-san was one of those many people.
Ju Do-san was a man who had once served as an Elder of the Demonic Cult. When the cult was defeated in the Great War of Righteousness and Demons, he had fled to the North Sea without looking back.
Since he only craved martial arts and had no loyalty or blind faith in the Heavenly Demon, he was able to betray them easily and settle in the North Sea, hidden from the eyes of the Demonic Cult and the Central Plains.
In the North Sea, he wielded power equivalent to that of a king.
The North Sea Ice Palace, which had sided with the Demonic Cult during the Great War, had fallen, and the only survivor, the Young Palace Master, had disappeared.
It was no exaggeration to say he wielded absolute, unbridled power.
He spent his days relieving his boredom by raping whenever he felt the urge and killing whenever he was bored.
"Hwaaaa-am. Now, take it off."
Ju Do-san spoke, looking forward.
Before him stood a young nun with a cleanly shaven head, trembling.
"You monster! Do you not fear the heavens?"
The nun screamed, her face wet with tears.
"The heavens? I am the heavens, so who should I fear? Kuhahahaha!"
At her cry, the Evil Demon burst into laughter.
He was in a very pleasant mood.
The feistiness of the Emei nun he had captured by chance felt refreshing.
Who would dare resist him, the virtual King of the North Sea?
"If you won't take it off, I'll strip you myself. Kuhuhu."
Having spoken, Ju Do-san slowly approached the nun.
Riiip!
Tear!
Riiip!
Tear!
Reaching her, he began to mercilessly tear the grey monastic robes she was wearing.
Before long, the young nun was stripped naked.
Boing.
As her clothes were removed, her large breasts bounced.
"Kuhuhuhu. I thought there wouldn't be much to see without hair, but your body is something else."
Seeing this, Ju Do-san laughed with delight.
"Today, I shall send you to paradise in place of the Buddha."
Ju Do-san pulled down his pants and took out his cock.
His massive cock revealed itself.
"Kuhuhuhu. An Emei nun... Today, I shall receive a carnal offering."
Grasping his cock, Ju Do-san approached the nun.
He intended to ram it straight in.
Despair began to cloud the nun’s eyes.
She was about to lose her purity to this villain without any hope of escape.
The nun began to weep.
His cock began to touch her pussy.
Ju Do-san applied pressure to thrust his cock inside.
It was then.
"Unit Leader! Unit Leader!"
A voice came from somewhere, ruining the moment.
"What is it!"
His mood spoiled, Ju Do-san turned his head and shouted angrily.
What was so important that they had to interrupt at a time like this?
"Something terrible has happened! You need to come out immediately."
When he turned his head, his right-hand man, Seo Pil, appeared.
"What happened!"
Ju Do-san shouted at him again.
This was a crucial moment.
It was his chance to fuck a virgin pussy—and a religious one who had devoted her life to the Buddha at that.
What could possibly be important enough to interfere with such a momentous event?
"The Northern Army has appeared!"
"What!"
At Seo Pil’s words, Ju Do-san asked back in surprise.
Why would the Northern Army suddenly come looking for him?
Ju Do-san quickly pulled up his pants.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
After dressing, Ju Do-san struck the nun’s pressure points.
He realized this wasn't the time to be distracted by a virgin pussy.
Squish, squish.
However, as if it were a waste to just leave, Ju Do-san groped the nun’s pussy a few times before turning away.
A virgin pussy was good, but the task at hand took priority.
"Seo Pil, tell the men that if anyone fucks this bitch or any of the other baldies, I'll kill them. They're all virgins. If even one of them loses her hymen, everyone dies."
"U-Understood."
Seo Pil stammered in response to the Evil Demon’s command.
The Evil Demon nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer.
He seemed to like that the discipline was properly maintained.
Ju Do-san walked out, and Seo Pil followed behind him.
Only the nun remained in the room, sprawled out in a wretched state.