Chapter 25: Ok-ryeong of Blood Sword Fragrance-6
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 25: Ok-ryeong of Blood Sword Fragrance-6
Nearly fifteen days had passed since Sun-woo arrived at White Flower Peak.
Daily life on the peak flowed by peacefully. As Sun-woo had anticipated, Lee Jae-won had not come anywhere near the vicinity where Ok-ryeong resided. Feeling the safety of his situation, Sun-woo was enjoying the most mentally stable days he’d had since falling into the world of Murim.
Until now, there hadn't been a single day where a corner of his mind wasn't plagued by anxiety.
After being dropped into the world of a novel, he had experienced far too much for an ordinary modern person to handle. Since possessing the body of Jang Sam—a man who, despite being the eldest disciple, had absolutely no presence or power—it had been a non-stop series of miserable events: getting beaten, being hunted, and having his life threatened.
Moreover, these barbaric Central Plains bastards seemed to listen to words through their assholes; no matter what he said, they were stubbornly intent on nothing but killing him. Common sense dictated that if someone died, they should have called the authorities, but the fact that they immediately jumped to deciding whether to kill him or not made him feel to his very bones just how primitive and violent the Murim mindset was.
Witnessing that behavior served as an occasion for Sun-woo to realize once again just how humanitarian and beautiful the rule of law in South Korea truly was.
If I ever get to go home, I’ll live so virtuously I won't even need laws.
In what world did it make sense to be framed for murder just one day after being transmigrated? Well, of course, the transmigration itself made no sense, but from an omniscient reader's perspective, the suddenness of the plot progression was beyond excessive.
Sun-woo seriously worried that the transcendental being who sent him here was playing some kind of sick joke on him. He could feel a thick sense of "go ahead and get fucked" emanating from the situation.
Even games gave you a tutorial period to adjust, placing weak enemies like rabbits or snails at the start before gradually introducing stronger ones. But for Sun-woo, who had entered the novel High School Senior Goes to Murim, there was no such kindness.
From the very beginning, he was chased by experts of the Peak and Super-Peak Realms, and eventually, even the strongest being in the entire setting became hell-bent on hunting him down.
After six months of shitting blood while being chased by those barbaric Central Plains bastards, he had finally found a sanctuary for his heart.
He could lie still on a soft bed, food would be brought to him when it was time to eat, and when the nights grew cold, a heated room awaited him. If only he had a smartphone in his hand, it would have been perfect, but Sun-woo was satisfied enough with this, knowing that such a wish was far too greedy.
The reason this leisurely life was possible was thanks to Ok-ryeong’s devoted care.
Of course, no matter how much Ok-ryeong doted on him, even the most understanding person would frown at a perfectly healthy young man lying around and being lazy all day. However, Sun-woo was currently a patient who had been injured while absorbing a Sun Herb, allowing him to indulge in laziness and procrastination to his heart's content.
Sun-woo regulated the Yin-Yang Harmony Qi within his body to emit just the right amount of Yang energy, which only made Ok-ryeong care for him with even greater sincerity.
'Is happiness anything special? This is it.'
Everything was perfect. Except for one problem.
Over the course of fifteen days, Sun-woo and Ok-ryeong had grown much closer, reaching a point where they treated each other with ease. The problem, however, was that very ease.
Ok-ryeong, who had never met a man other than Lee Jae-won in her entire life, was far too defenseless for her age. Normally, a woman should be more careful with her conduct, especially when an unrelated man is present, to avoid giving off the wrong impression or creating unnecessary misunderstandings.
But Ok-ryeong was not like that at all. Whether she still viewed Sun-woo as a child or simply trusted him that much, her physical contact and behavior constantly caught his eye in ways that felt like an invitation.
Claiming that it was uncomfortable indoors, she didn't wear a bra, and that remained true even when Sun-woo was around. Naturally, her large tits became even more prominent, and Sun-woo frequently found his gaze stolen by them.
Even when she wiped his sweat with a damp cloth, he could feel the raw sensation of her breasts through the single thin layer of her clothing. When she leaned over to mop the floor and he saw the swaying motion of her heavy chest, he couldn't help but get an erection.
And her buttocks were so massive; seeing the rear view of those large hips while she was bent over made Sun-woo feel an immediate impulse to strip off her skirt and bury his cock inside her.
The most difficult "defenseless" moment for Sun-woo to endure was when she practiced at the small training ground in front of the quarters.
Though she had reached the Transcendent Realm, her ambition for martial arts was endless, and she trained fiercely every single day until her entire body was drenched in sweat. The issue was that the training ground was in full view from the room where Sun-woo stayed.
Unintentionally, he ended up peeking at the movements of her voluptuous body every day.
Whenever she trained, he could hear her rough, heavy breathing and see her bouncing tits. During intense forms, her large tits swayed even more violently, flaunting their massive presence. As her sweat soaked through her clothes, making them cling to her skin, the bra and undergarments she wore beneath became visible, adding to her sultry allure.
'Today is white...'
Her breasts were slightly heavy but more than plump—they were explosive in size—paired with a slender waist and large buttocks. Even her snow-white undergarments were visible through the sweat-soaked fabric. Her body was overflowing with ripeness and eroticism.
Watching her, Sun-woo couldn't hold back, and stroking his phallus every morning became part of his routine. He felt like something disastrous would happen if he kept enduring it.
"Haah, haah, haah."
Today was no different.
He could hear her heavy breathing from the training ground right in front of him, and her breasts began to sway slowly up and down in time with her breath. Watching this, Sun-woo's phallus grew rapidly.
Sun-woo stole a glance at Ok-ryeong. Lost in the trance of her training, she was moving her body frantically. Sighing in relief, Sun-woo gripped his phallus once more. He intended to finish quickly before she finished her practice.
Gripping his phallus, Sun-woo began to stroke it slowly up and down.
Shuck, shuck.
Perhaps feeling his rough touch, his phallus began to grow even more enraged. Visualizing her tits, her buttocks, and the glimpses of her undergarments, he increased the speed of his hand.
'Haah... Ok-ryeong, I want to fuck you so bad... Ugh.'
Splurt.
It didn't take long for Sun-woo to reach his climax. It was only possible because he had Ok-ryeong right there as a 4D fantasy.
Throb, throb.
Even after ejaculating, Sun-woo's phallus still boasted a grand majesty. He began to clean up with a dry cloth he kept nearby. Because of this cleanup, going to the stream every day had become a necessity.
'Ah, this is getting damn hard to resist.'
Sun-woo let out a deep internal sigh. In his heart, he wanted to messily suck on those tits, pull down her white undergarments, and fuck her like crazy. How many times had he bedded her in his imagination?
But unlike that bitch Paeng Ga-ryeon, he didn't want to hurt Ok-ryeong, whose heart was already covered in bruises. As a reader who had liked her character, he couldn't bring himself to do it. That was why he had no choice but to endure by masturbating every morning.
He couldn't ruthlessly trample over Ok-ryeong again after she had already been so deeply wounded by that demon Lee Jae-won. Sun-woo decided he would hold out as long as possible until the pursuit for him died down, and then he would leave White Flower Peak.
The more time he spent here, the more his affection for her grew. It would be a lie to say he didn't feel anything for such a beautiful, refined woman who treated him so devotedly. She, too, seemed to have developed an attachment to him, as her way of treating him had become even softer and more maternal.
However, from the perspective of someone who had no intention of living in Murim forever, leaving quickly before they grew even more attached was the best choice for both of them.
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Ok-ryeong trained her body every morning at the small training ground by the quarters. Since it was a natural habit she had maintained her whole life, she entered the training ground without hesitation and continued her practice.
As she was training, she felt a gaze upon her. Since only the boy Sun-woo was in the quarters, she was certain it was him watching her. Normally, watching a martial artist's training was practically taboo, but since she had even considered taking Sun-woo as a disciple, she continued her training without much thought.
After her master, who had cherished her like a daughter, passed away, she had been starved for human affection her entire life. Sun-woo’s sudden appearance was incredibly precious to her. Of course, the wounds inflicted by Lee Jae-won hadn't fully healed, but Sun-woo’s behavior—so different from Lee's—allowed her to lower her guard.
Sun-woo always told her beforehand. He would say that because she was so defenseless, there were times when it was hard for him to endure. He would beg her to please be more careful with her attire and her conduct.
She found his honesty refreshing. He was different from Lee Jae-won, who always wore a mask of a kind smile while secretly targeting her. Sun-woo’s bluntness contributed to her growing trust in him.
As her movements grew more intense, she felt Sun-woo’s gaze become more persistent. Pretending to practice, she slightly turned her body toward the quarters. Imagining Sun-woo just waking up, she enhanced her eyesight and looked toward the room.
Though there was a significant distance between the quarters and the training ground, it was no obstacle for someone who had reached the Transcendent Realm. However, upon looking toward the quarters, she witnessed an unexpected scene.
Sun-woo was watching her while gripping his phallus. He was rapidly stroking it up and down, stimulating himself. Startled, she immediately released the power in her eyes.
It was something she hadn't expected.
Thump, thump.
She could feel her heart beating wildly, like a child caught stealing. Sun-woo always watched her through the window. Did that mean this wasn't the first time he had done something lewd while looking at her?
Witnessing Sun-woo masturbating, she began to feel two conflicting emotions: fear and excitement. Fear that Sun-woo might lose control and assault her like Lee Jae-won, and excitement that he might actually love her.
Having lost her parents at a young age, she had grown up receiving plenty of affection from her master, but it wasn't enough to fill the void in her heart. And after losing her master ten years later, that void only grew larger. Having lived alone for so long, she was starved for affection.
Even when she first met Lee Jae-won, despite his suspicious nature and constant lies and excuses, she had ignored it all to teach him martial arts and treat him devotedly. This was likely rooted in her desperate hunger for human connection. Because she didn't want to be alone anymore, she was even more considerate and devoted.
Even when her purity was forcibly taken by Lee Jae-won, she had tried to understand him. At the time, her heart was so pushed to the brink that she even tried to rationalize it, thinking he did it because he loved her. Of course, Lee Jae-won had viewed her as nothing more than a sexual outlet.
That was why, when she was abandoned by him, the wound was even deeper, leading her to shut herself away on White Flower Peak for twenty years. But that choice only deepened her loneliness, filling her with psychological depression.
Then, Sun-woo appeared before her. A lonely child who, like her, had lost his parents early. A child who, unlike Lee Jae-won, knew how to be honest about his desires.
Maybe this child would make a different choice than Lee Jae-won.
Maybe this child would truly love me.
These thoughts began to swirl in her head. She felt it was foolish, but her imagination had already begun to spiral endlessly. At the same time, her lower regions began to grow damp. Even when she was being violated by Lee Jae-won, this had never happened, yet just imagining Sun-woo made her feel the wetness spreading.
Breathing heavily, Ok-ryeong quickly left the training ground. If she stayed, she might show a pathetic side of herself. She used her movement technique to run as far away from Sun-woo’s quarters as possible.
Tap, tap, tap.
After some time, she finally stopped when she reached a valley a considerable distance from the house. Ok-ryeong sat on a large rock near the stream and lightly touched her lower body. Her white undergarments were soaked with sexual fluid, clinging tightly to her private parts.
Blushing, she slowly untied her undergarments. As she removed them, Ok-ryeong’s beautiful secret garden was revealed. Having not received a man's intrusion since Lee Jae-won twenty years ago, her mystical realm still boasted its beauty.
Being naturally hairless, she possessed a mons pubis as smooth as a bald hill, and from her slightly parted labia, transparent sexual fluid was gushing out incessantly.
Gush, gush.
Unable to bear it any longer, she placed her hand on the red flesh.
"Ah... ah... ah... aaaaah..."
She tried her best to hold back her voice out of shame, but her body was so heated that her patience was no match for it. Her hand movements against her folds began to grow faster and faster.
"Ah... Sun-woo... Sun-woo..."
She began to increase her speed, imagining Sun-woo’s phallus, which she had seen earlier, entering her pussy hole.
"Aaaaaah... Aaaah, ah, ahhh!!!"
The loud sound of the waterfall in the valley was enough to hide her moans. Feeling that merely stroking wasn't enough, she began to insert her fingers. It had been a long time since she had done so, but thanks to the lubrication from the abundant sexual fluid, her fingers easily slid into her private parts.
Plump.
Squish, squish, squish, squish.
She began to stimulate the vaginal walls inside her private parts by thrusting her fingers in and out.
"Haang, aaang, ang-aang, hng, h-haang."
The speed grew even faster, and her moans grew louder in sync.
"Haah... ang... haah... Sun-woo... haah... aaang."
Soon, her fingers, which had been accelerating, came to a halt. Her entire body began to convulse.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!"
Immediately, a gushing spring, incomparable to anything before, erupted, soaking the entire rock she was sitting on.
"Haah... haah... haah..."
Even after one release, Ok-ryeong wasn't satisfied and continued to masturbate, stroking her private parts once more.
In the valley where the waterfall flowed, another valley was letting its waters run free.