Chapter 22: Ok-ryeong of Blood Sword Fragrance-3
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 22: Ok-ryeong of Blood Sword Fragrance-3
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Carrying the boy on her back, Ok-ryeong soon arrived at her residence.
As soon as she reached her quarters, she went inside, laid the boy on the bed, and removed his upper garments. Once the clothes were off, a ghost-shaped set of armor came into view.
It happened the moment Ok-ryeong reached out to remove the armor.
Pang!
A powerful repulsive force surged, bouncing Ok-ryeong’s hand away.
"Ugh."
Feeling a stinging numbness in her hand, Ok-ryeong stared at the armor with wide eyes.
'A mystical artifact?!'
It seemed the armor the boy was wearing was something akin to a mystical artifact.
Normally, one would feel greed upon seeing such a treasure, but possessing a truly beautiful and kind nature, her concern for the boy came first. It would be incredibly difficult to treat him if she couldn't remove the armor.
"Little one, I have no intention of harming your master, nor do I intend to steal you. Won't you help me so I can treat him?"
She stroked the armor, speaking in a benevolent voice.
Woong.
As if it understood her words, the armor vibrated violently once before falling still. Ok-ryeong watched this and reached out again to remove it. Fortunately, no resistance occurred this time, and it came off easily.
"Thank you, little one."
Thinking that a mystical artifact was indeed a mystical artifact, Ok-ryeong stroked the armor once more.
Woong. Woong.
The armor vibrated a few times as if responding to her touch.
Having stripped him, Ok-ryeong began to wipe every corner of the boy's body with a dry cloth. Perhaps because he had sweated so much, his entire body was drenched. It was obvious that if she didn't wipe away the sweat, he would lose his body heat.
It was then.
The boy's phallus began to erect, surging beneath his pants.
"Oh my."
Ok-ryeong, who had been diligently wiping the sweat, was flustered by the sight. It seemed the excessive Yang energy flowing through his body had concentrated in his phallus.
Blushing at the sight, she tried her best to ignore the boy's rising member and resumed wiping the sweat. Once finished, she soaked a cloth in cold water, wrung it out tightly, and placed it on his forehead.
Ssssss.
The boy's fever was so high that steam began to rise from the wet cloth. Ok-ryeong quickly took his pulse to check his condition. His pulse was racing even faster than before.
'This is dangerous.'
For a man, one had to be extremely careful when consuming spirit herbs containing Yang-heat energy. If taken recklessly, the overflowing Yang energy could cause the body to literally burst. Therefore, to consume Yang-type spirit herbs, one usually needed to have mastered Yang-type martial arts or have a master of Yin-cold energy assist with the absorption.
The boy before her had likely met with disaster after unknowingly eating a Yang-type spirit herb.
After checking his pulse, Ok-ryeong ran straight to her apothecary and began searching for Ice Cold Herb. The Ice Cold Herb was a spirit herb that grew by absorbing the essence of winter. Since it contained a significant amount of Yin-cold energy, it was an incredibly precious medicinal ingredient for martial artists who practiced Yin-type techniques.
'Here it is.'
After searching for a long while, Ok-ryeong finally found the Ice Cold Herb in a medicinal jar at the very back. She began to grind the herb finely with a small mortar and pestle.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
After grinding for some time, the Ice Cold Herb lost its shape entirely and became a fine powder. Ok-ryeong placed the powder into a bowl, added water, and began to stir rapidly. Once she confirmed the powder had completely dissolved, she approached the lying boy.
She took a spoon and tried to feed it to him. However, the boy seemed to find even swallowing difficult, as he began to spit out every drop she gave him.
Ok-ryeong grew anxious. At this rate, an irreversible situation might occur.
'It can't be helped.'
Ok-ryeong took the liquid medicine into her own mouth.
"Haa..."
Then, she pressed her lips against the boy's.
To ensure not a single drop was spilled, she held the back of his neck and sealed their lips. Using her tongue to part his mouth, she slowly began to let the medicine flow in.
Gulp. Gulp.
Fortunately, the boy was able to swallow the medicine delivered through Ok-ryeong's mouth.
"Phew."
After letting out a sigh of relief, she repeated the process several times, feeding him the rest of the medicine without leaving a single drop.
Gulp. Gulp.
Once he had swallowed all the medicine, the boy's face, which had been flushed deep red, seemed to regain its natural color.
Whew. Whew.
Whether it was the effect of the Ice Cold Herb or not, the boy's burning fever broke, and he soon fell into a stable sleep, his breathing even.
Flush!
Watching him, her face suddenly turned bright red. Even if it was an emergency, she had just kissed a strange man. Though it was a life-saving act and he was just a young boy, Ok-ryeong could hardly calm herself.
'What are you thinking, Ok-ryeong! Get a grip.'
Steeling her heart, Ok-ryeong confirmed the boy was asleep, covered him with a blanket, and immediately left the room. She felt that staying any longer would only make her more embarrassed.
Creak.
As the sound of her leaving faded, the boy, who had been closing his eyes, slightly peeked through narrowed lids to check his surroundings.
Snap.
Confirming no one was there, the boy snapped his eyes open and sat up.
'I never imagined Ok-ryeong would actually kiss me and stick her tongue in...'
The boy who stood up was none other than Sun-woo, who had become the target of a massive manhunt after setting fire to Lee Jae-won's secret warehouse. Sun-woo had fled to White Flower Peak, the place Lee Jae-won found most uncomfortable.
In Sun-woo's memory, Ok-ryeong was a total pushover.
In the beginning of the original novel, she had cared for Lee Jae-won—who had fallen into the Murim—with utmost devotion. She taught him the basics of martial arts, fed him, gave him a place to sleep, and eventually even lost her virginity to him.
Though her Pure Body, which she had cherished for thirty years, was destroyed in a forced relationship, her incredibly kind heart led her to try and understand Lee Jae-won. But despite her understanding, Lee Jae-won did nothing but thoroughly ruin her.
Treating her not as a lover but merely as an outlet for his lust, Lee Jae-won abandoned her without a second thought as soon as he reached the Transcendent Realm. After his departure, Ok-ryeong never appeared in the novel again.
According to the final descriptions, she possessed such a fragile and gentle heart that she didn't even harbor a desire for revenge against Lee Jae-won, her first disciple who had committed such a contemptible act.
There was no bigger pushover than her.
From a reader's perspective, Ok-ryeong was a victim sacrificed for the author's convenience. To an author who just wanted to write easy sex scenes, Ok-ryeong, who had reached the Transcendent Realm, would have been too powerful and troublesome a character to keep around. That was why her personality was set to be so extremely kind that she would even forget to seek revenge against her rapist before being written out of the story.
Even after Lee Jae-won became strong enough to surpass her, there was never a single mention of her. She was, quite literally, a discarded character.
And even now, twenty years after the ending, based on Jang Sam's memories, Lee Jae-won had never once mentioned Ok-ryeong. He publicly claimed his martial arts originated from the Sage's Martial Arts and that he served the Seon-ong as his only master, never uttering a word about the Baekgeom Sect or Ok-ryeong.
That was why Sun-woo could head to White Flower Peak where Ok-ryeong resided with a light heart. He was certain that Lee Jae-won had not sought her out even after the story's conclusion.
Sun-woo had devised a plan to approach her. While he could have simply hidden near White Flower Peak, he risked being kicked out if caught by the peak's master. He figured staying as close to her as possible was the safest bet.
Upon arriving at White Flower Peak, Sun-woo first used the Formless Shadow Stealth Technique to melt into the darkness. Then he began searching for her residence. Fortunately, her home was located at the very edge of the peak, so finding her wasn't difficult.
Once he located her, Sun-woo began to observe her carefully from a distance. He learned that while she spent most of her day inside, she periodically took walks around the peak, and he tailored his plan accordingly.
First, he utilized the Zhu-Rong Art to slightly alter the bone structure of his face and body. The natural wrinkles of a man in his twenties vanished, replaced by the supple fat of youth. He narrowed his shoulders and reduced his height, transforming himself into a teenager—too large to be a child, but still too young to be a man.
If mastered, the Zhu-Rong Art was a mystical technique that could turn one into a child or an old man in an instant, but for Sun-woo, who hadn't reached mastery, looking ten years younger was the limit.
Having changed his appearance, Sun-woo went to the spot where she frequently walked and lay down. Of course, he made sure to look pitiful, with dust smeared all over his clothes and face.
When her figure appeared in the distance shortly after, Sun-woo began to circulate the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art. He started converting his Yin-Yang Harmony Qi, which could mimic any energy, into Yang-heat energy.
As he converted over three Gapja of internal energy into Yang-heat energy, his entire body began to boil, and his consciousness grew hazy, but Sun-woo did not stop. He knew a half-hearted approach would only invite her suspicion, so he had placed a gamble.
What wouldn't he do when being chased by Lee Jae-won, the strongest being in the world? Sun-woo was more desperate than ever. And he trusted in her kind heart as described in the novel.
Fortunately, after checking his condition, she carried him on her back and headed to her residence.
Upon arriving, she stripped him of his clothes. Just as she tried to remove his armor, the repulsive force activated. This was a function even Sun-woo hadn't known about, and he was internally panicked. He hadn't realized the armor would resist even when someone else tried to take it off the wearer.
Peeking through his narrowed eyes, he saw her beautiful, jade-like hands had turned red. Sun-woo was terrified. The thought that even she might become greedy if she realized the armor was the Overlord Ghost-Face Armor swirled in his mind.
However, instead of trying to strip it by force out of greed, she began to coax it.
"Little one, I have no intention of harming your master, nor do I intend to steal you. Won't you help me so I can treat him?"
As she stroked the Overlord Ghost-Face Armor, it vibrated violently once and then stopped.
Woong.
After that, when Ok-ryeong touched the armor again, no resistance occurred, and she was able to remove it easily. Sun-woo felt a bit absurd. A mystical artifact that understood human speech... even if it was one of the Six Great Treasures of the Murim, it was ridiculous.
As she wiped every inch of his body with a dry cloth after removing the armor, Sun-woo was swept up in a strange sensation. Though twenty years had passed since the ending, she was still as young and beautiful as if time had passed her by. The sensation of her touching his body everywhere began to trigger lewd thoughts.
Before long, he couldn't hold back, and his phallus began to slowly rise.
'No!! You bastard!'
Sun-woo screamed internally. This was not part of the plan.
"Oh my."
He tried his best to calm it down, but his manhood revealed itself, and Ok-ryeong saw it.
'I'm fucked. Holy shit, I'm fucked.'
Sun-woo cursed repeatedly in his head while peeking to see her reaction. Fortunately, she only blushed slightly and didn't show any other significant response. After wiping the sweat from his body, she placed a damp cloth on his head and disappeared somewhere.
Sun-woo let out a sigh of relief. His perfect plan had almost been ruined by a moment of lust.
'You almost ruined everything, you damn piece of junk.'
Sun-woo gripped his blameless phallus tight, but it showed no signs of calming down. Hearing Ok-ryeong's footsteps returning, Sun-woo quickly closed his eyes and began to groan.
Having prepared medicine from the Ice Cold Herb, she began to slowly feed it to him with a spoon. But to act the part of a sick person, Sun-woo began to spit out the medicine she fed him. It would be strange for a person in pain to swallow medicine so easily.
Then, something unexpected happened.
Chu-wap.
Sun-woo was startled by the unexpected sensation of lips. To help Sun-woo, who couldn't swallow properly, she had begun to deliver the medicine directly through her mouth.
As their lips met, she used her tongue to slowly open Sun-woo's mouth, and he began to feel the sensation. Once his mouth was open, she used her tongue to slowly pass the medicine over, and her tongue and Sun-woo's tongue touched, sharing their movements.
At that almost lewd sensation, Sun-woo's phallus became so erect it felt uncontrollable.
'Shit, this is dangerous. This is really dangerous.'
Sun-woo's desires, having gone without a woman for a long six months, were filled to the brim, and Ok-ryeong's tongue-work pushed him almost to the point of climax.
'No! No, damn it!'
Fortunately, just before he could finish, her tongue stopped, and he was able to swallow all the medicine. Having swallowed it all, Sun-woo quickly circulated the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art to drastically lower the heat that had risen to the point of bursting, and his complexion soon recovered.
After checking his condition, she blushed and left, leaving Sun-woo alone on the bed. Sun-woo looked down at his still-erect phallus. He felt a sense of pity for his member, which was being forced into celibacy at an age when it should be most active.
'I'll let you use it soon, so just calm down for now, buddy.'
However, as if defying his words, Sun-woo's phallus remained tensely expanded, maintaining its massive size.
'Anyway, I've succeeded in entering her quarters.'
Sun-woo looked in the direction she had disappeared and wore a meaningful smile. The first button of Sun-woo's grand plan had been successfully fastened.