Chapter 345: Sexual Frustration
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 345: Sexual Frustration
"Wait a moment! Husband!"
Zhuge Ju-kyung called out to Lee Jae-won in an urgent voice.
"Speak," Lee Jae-won replied, his expression calm.
"Are you truly serious?"
"I do not tell lies about such matters. I am serious. A successor will be selected, and I shall pass everything I own to that successor."
Lee Jae-won looked at the women with a face full of conviction.
"..............."
"..............."
"..............."
The six wives remained silent, their mouths pressed firmly shut. This sudden bombshell left them at a loss for how to respond.
"Is this not what you all wanted? I am granting your wishes, so what is there to be dissatisfied about?" Lee Jae-won asked with a cold smile.
".....Um," Eon So-so quietly raised her hand to catch Lee Jae-won’s attention.
"Speak."
"How do you intend to select them?"
"What method do you think would be best?" Lee Jae-won threw the question back at her.
".....Naturally, martial arts..." Eon So-so answered cautiously.
"Absolutely not!" Zhuge Ju-kyung quickly interjected. "How could an ignorant person who only knows martial arts sit in the position of the Cheonmu Alliance Leader? Shouldn't intellectual ability be the priority?"
Zhuge Ju-kyung continued in a hurried tone. If the decision were based on martial arts, her daughter stood no chance. Her daughter took after her, possessing cleverness and strategy rather than martial prowess. If the competition were decided by strength alone, she would be eliminated instantly. She had to stop it.
"What use are martial arts or intellect? To lead an organization, shouldn't one possess management skills?" Moyong Ran chimed in urgently.
"Management skills?! We are martial artists! Martial arts must come first!" Paeng Ga-ryeon added, raising her voice.
"This is why ignorant fools are a problem! You can just employ those with high martial arts!"
"As if they would ever follow you!"
"Are you finished talking?!"
Soon, the room devolved into a chaotic mess of raised voices once again. A fight had broken out over the selection of the successor, with each woman pushing for conditions that favored her own child.
"Enough."
Lee Jae-won spoke quietly as he watched the scene.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a chilling aura spread through the office, making the women’s knees tremble with fear.
"I believe I made it clear that I would not tolerate any more fighting."
Lee Jae-won pressured them, setting a heavy atmosphere. Cowed by his overwhelming momentum, the women could only gape like fish, none of them daring to speak.
Lee Jae-won nodded, satisfied. Now he felt like talking.
'That's right, fuck, these bitches need to keep their mouths shut. How dare they speak while a man is talking!'
Lee Jae-won spoke with a satisfied smile.
"All of your points have merit. Martial arts, intellect, and management skills are all important virtues for a successor. However, I believe that even more important than individual ability is the prestige to bring talented people under one's command. Much like Liu Bei, who had Guan Yu and Zhang Fei as his subordinates."
Lee Jae-won continued in a calm tone.
"Therefore, I shall set prestige as the criterion for this succession contest."
"Prestige? You mean...?"
"I mean talent."
"Talent!?"
"Indeed. I shall pass the succession position to the child who gathers the most outstanding talent!"
"That's absurd!"
"You can't!"
As soon as Lee Jae-won finished speaking, Hwangbo Yu-yeon and Zhuge Ju-kyung protested loudly.
"Why do you say it is impossible?"
"If it's decided by the presence of talent, the Zhuge and Hwangbo Clans, who currently have no experts at the Upper Stage of Transcendent Realm, won't even be able to compete. Please, reconsider!"
Hwangbo Yu-yeon spoke rapidly, looking at Lee Jae-won with pleading eyes. Her words were true. Though he called it 'prestige,' he was essentially saying he would compare the strength of their respective factions. In that case, the Zhuge Clan, which lacked a Transcendent Realm master, and the Hwangbo Clan, which had lost Hwangbo Gang, wouldn't just be at a disadvantage—they wouldn't be able to compete at all. How could they not protest?
"Do not worry about that. Do you think I haven't considered such a scenario?"
Lee Jae-won spoke with a small smile, as if he had expected this reaction.
"The requirement for talent will be limited to Rising Stars under the age of thirty. That way, the Zhuge and Hwangbo Clans will be on equal footing, will they not?"
"That is still too unfair! Wouldn't it just mean whoever recruits the single strongest Rising Star in the current Murim wins?"
"If it were only one person, perhaps. But if it's five, the story changes."
Lee Jae-won grinned.
"The successors competing must have five Rising Stars under their command. Like the Five Tiger Generals."
"Then how do you intend to hold the competition?"
"I will hold a tournament."
Lee Jae-won's eyes sparkled with amusement.
"A massive tournament where everyone in the Murim fights for the succession of the Cheonmu Alliance!"
"The entire Murim?"
"Isn't it just for your children?"
The women asked him in shock.
"How could I do something so unfair? I am not a man of old-fashioned thoughts who believes a position must be passed down simply because someone is my child. Anyone with talent and superior ability will have the chance to become the successor of the Cheonmu Alliance."
"Please reconsider, Husband!" Paeng Ga-ryeon said, trying to persuade him.
Dealing with the women in front of her was already overwhelming. If competitors were recruited from the entire Murim, the probability of winning the contest would decrease even further.
"Are you planning to hand over everything you've achieved in your life to a stranger? Naturally, you should pass it to your children!"
"Tsk, you shouldn't live with such thoughts. Because I've spent my life achieving this, I must pass it to the person who can best preserve it, shouldn't I?"
Lee Jae-won began to lecture them, feeling a sense of moral superiority.
"...But!"
"I don't want to hear it! I have made my decision and I shall act upon it! I will not tolerate any backtalk!"
Lee Jae-won continued with a firm expression.
"I will officially announce this matter in about a month. If you recruit talent during that time, it will work to your advantage, wives."
"..............."
"..............."
"..............."
Despite Lee Jae-won's words, the six wives did not respond. Each was busy calculating which talents to recruit. Lee Jae-won wore a deep smile, seeing that his plan was succeeding perfectly.
"The tournament will begin in six months! I shall announce the location as soon as it is secured!"
Lee Jae-won raised his voice as if making a proclamation.
"Now, everyone, leave! Shouldn't you be out finding talent right this moment?"
"I shall take my leave first."
"I am going as well."
"May you be at peace."
As soon as he finished speaking, the six wives quickly paid their respects and hurried out of the office.
'At least they won't be a pain in the ass for the next six months.'
Lee Jae-won watched them leave with satisfaction. He felt relieved to have shaken off those annoying sows.
'Sure, I'll give away the successor position as much as you want. But you'll only become the Alliance Leader when I die of old age.'
A cruel smile played on Lee Jae-won's lips. He had no intention of resigning from his post in the first place. That was why he could pull off such a crazy stunt for the succession. He wouldn't give up the position to anyone. Having reached the peak of the Transcendent Realm, he was infinitely far from the concepts of aging and death. To him, resigning was an absurdity.
Thud.
Lee Jae-won propped both feet up on his desk.
Fweeeeet—
He whistled leisurely. After the storm had passed, only silence remained.
'I hope many hidden virgin pussies show up for this tournament.'
Lee Jae-won drifted into a fantasy while whistling—a happy fantasy of bedding the women who would participate in the tournament.
*
In the dark of night.
Upon a snow-white bed.
A stunningly beautiful woman in her early thirties, wearing a thin nightgown, lay restless. Unable to sleep, she tossed and turned, her discomfort plain to see.
She tried lying on her side, on her back, and even on her stomach, but it was no use. The heat within her body would not easily subside.
She thought to herself that she would never be able to fall asleep like this. She told herself that this would truly be the last time.
Having made up her mind, the woman slowly began to strip off her paper-thin nightgown.
Bounce.
Her enormous breasts spilled out, followed by her large hips, and finally, her pussy hole, covered in thick hair, was revealed.
Completely naked, the woman slowly brought her hand to her crotch. She began to slowly circle her slightly protruding clitoris.
Twitch.
A goosebump-inducing sensation washed over her entire body, and a wave of intense pleasure began to spread. She started to rub her clitoris even faster.
Twitch, twitch.
"Haa... haa... haaaang..."
The moans she had been holding back began to leak out. It felt good. It felt too good. And soon, greed took over—the desire to feel even better.
She lowered her fingers further down her crotch.
Squish, squish.
Before long, she felt a soaking wet pool of moisture. Shame washed over her. To think she had become this aroused, wet enough to soak the bed, just from rubbing her clitoris a few times. How could she not be ashamed?
Gulp.
She swallowed hard and slowly began to rub around the entrance.
Squelch, squelch.
"Haug... heug... haak... hang."
A pleasure no less intense than when she rubbed her clitoris began to assault her entire body.
'It's good... so good...'
She rubbed like that for who knows how long.
Gush, gush.
Her pussy began to pour out fluid in amounts incomparable to before. It was like a flood. She knew then—her pussy was signaling for insertion.
She hesitated. She had absolutely no intention of going as far as insertion. She had only planned to rub herself a little and then go to sleep. But her heated body demanded even greater pleasure, and she eventually had to submit.
Schlick.
She extended one finger and gently slid it inside her pussy.
"Haaaaaaaaang!"
As her finger disappeared completely inside, an enormous pleasure, like being struck by lightning, began to swirl through her body.
Tremble, tremble.
Her entire body began to shake as if she were having a seizure. The pleasure from the insertion refused to settle down.
Schlick.
She inserted another finger into her vagina.
"Haaang!!!!!"
A sense of fullness filled her vagina, gifting her with even more ecstasy.
Schlick, schlick, schlick.
In that state, she moved her fingers relentlessly, craving even greater pleasure.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang!"
She imagined that what was inside her vagina was not a finger, but a dick. And she imagined Sun-woo—not her husband Lee Jae-won, but Sun-woo—fucking her.
She moved her fingers even faster, and soon, an incredible vaginal pressure clamped down on them. She was on the verge of climax.
"Haaaaangaa!! Sun-woo!!"
Splurt!
She reached her climax, and the bed was drenched in the massive amount of vaginal fluid she had expelled.
"Haa.... haa.... haa.. haa.."
Drained of energy, the woman lay flat on the bed, breathing heavily.
"..Sob... sob... sob.. sob.."
Soon, tears began to fall. She was overcome with self-loathing and guilt. Self-loathing for fingering herself while imagining Sun-woo, the man who had taken her daughter hostage. Guilt for imagining Sun-woo instead of her husband, Lee Jae-won.
The mixture of emotions tormented her. It was painful enough to make her want to end her life right then and there.
Twitch, twitch.
Then, her pussy hole began to twitch again. It was a signal from her body that it was not yet satisfied.
Joo So-yang, weeping, slowly lowered her hand again. Fumbling with her pussy, she began to fantasize—about Sun-woo's dick, which had once been buried deep inside her.
"Haaaaang....... haaaaang... aaaang!"
Once again, moans thick with guilt and pleasure began to echo through her room.