Chapter 346: The Dog and Cat Clash Again
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 346: The Dog and Cat Clash Again
Sun-woo placed his hand on Bulheo Satae’s pulse point and began to circulate the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art.
Hummmmmmm.
Internal energy began to shimmer around his body before seeping into her pulse.
'Her internal injuries are severe.'
As Sun-woo examined her condition, his expression grew grave. The wounds she had received from the Evil Demon were more serious than he had anticipated. He began to pour even more internal energy into her, activating her natural recovery.
Hummmmmmm.
After some time had passed, color finally began to return to Bulheo Satae’s pale face.
"Whew."
Seeing this, Sun-woo let out a sigh of relief. He felt they had somehow managed to move past the critical stage.
"She’ll regain consciousness soon if she just rests," Sun-woo said, looking at Un-hye.
"Thank you, Hero!" Un-hye bowed deeply, expressing her gratitude. She then picked up Bulheo Satae and began to move slowly, likely heading toward a bed to lay her down.
"Next!" Sun-woo shouted loudly.
Dab. Dab.
Just then, he felt the soft touch of cloth on his forehead. Looking up, he saw Seol-hyang, who had approached him and was wiping his brow with a handkerchief.
"Orabeoni, please take it easy," Seol-hyang said with a worried expression.
"I didn't push myself that hard..."
"Liar. You're dripping with sweat." Seol-hyang looked at him with disbelief.
"I might be sweating, but others are shedding blood. I want to be of at least some help," Sun-woo replied calmly.
He meant it. He didn't consider himself a saint, but he wanted to at least fulfill his basic duty as a human being. How could he stand idly by when he could save lives with just a little effort?
"There aren't many people left in critical condition. So please, Orabeoni, get some rest now."
"Then send those few people to me."
"Bulheo Satae is looking after them."
"Should I go help?" Sun-woo started to get up quickly.
Thud.
However, he was forced back down by a firm pressure on his shoulders.
"Stop it," Seol-hyang said, her expression uncharacteristically stern. "You haven't even properly performed internal energy circulation for yourself yet. Do you have any idea how many people you've guided through internal energy cultivation in this state? Just rest."
Seol-hyang spoke with a strange, unwavering firmness.
"......Alright."
Perhaps overwhelmed by that unusual resolve, Sun-woo answered in a meek voice.
"I'm going to go help with the miscellaneous chores, so you must stay here quietly." Seol-hyang looked at Sun-woo as she spoke.
"....Okay."
Sun-woo nodded reluctantly. Seeing this, Seol-hyang gave a small, satisfied smile. She turned around and walked out of the room.
Sun-woo stared blankly at her retreating back. Knowing that someone was worrying about him made his chest feel strangely ticklish.
'She's such a good kid.'
A grin spread across Sun-woo's lips. He felt Seol-hyang's kind heart anew. Aside from the bizarre things she said occasionally, her heart was as soft as silk.
Sun-woo quietly crossed his legs into a lotus position. As she had said, his internal energy was significantly depleted from guiding so many people's cultivation. If he didn't recover it now, his Dantian would end up completely empty.
Sun-woo closed his eyes and slowly began to circulate the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art.
Hummmmmmm.
Soon, a massive amount of Yin-Yang Harmony Qi shimmered around his body before instantly seeping into his acupoints and fine meridians. The energy spread through his body, activating every part of him. He could feel his accumulated fatigue slowly melting away, one layer at a time.
'Good.'
Sun-woo began to feel a refreshing sense of vitality. After some time had passed...
Slowly.
Sun-woo’s closed eyes drifted open. His eyes immediately widened in surprise. An entirely unexpected person was standing right in front of him.
"Why do you look so startled?"
Neung So-hwa spoke as she looked at the wide-eyed Sun-woo.
"When did you get in here?"
"I have been here for quite some time. I saw you were in the middle of internal energy circulation, so I stood guard for you." Neung So-hwa spoke in a calm tone.
"What kind of guard stands there staring a hole through someone's face?" Sun-woo asked, looking exasperated.
The first thing he had seen upon opening his eyes were Neung So-hwa’s crimson eyes staring intently at him. Who on earth stood guard like that?
"I was worried a stray insect might fly into you."
"Liar! With energy shimmering like that, what insect would even come near?"
"One can never be too sure, can they?" Neung So-hwa replied nonchalantly.
'When did she become so shameless?'
Sun-woo was baffled by Neung So-hwa’s playful attitude. It seemed her banter had improved significantly after spending time with Seol-hyang.
"Anyway, why are you here?"
"I heard you were resting, so I came."
"From whom?"
"From Seol-hyang."
"Did Seol-hyang tell you to come in?"
"To be precise, she said you were resting and that no one should enter."
"Then why did you come in?" Sun-woo asked, looking dumbfounded.
"Isn't it obvious?" Neung So-hwa replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Shouldn't rest be spent together with one's lover?"
Neung So-hwa’s eyes sparkled as she spoke.
"Is... is that how it works?"
"Indeed! It seems you truly know nothing of the affairs of the heart between a man and a woman."
"........I'll reflect on that."
Sun-woo replied with a stunned expression. He never expected to be lectured on romance by Neung So-hwa.
"Do not worry. I shall teach you everything, step by step."
Neung So-hwa gave him an alluring smile.
"First, kiss my lips."
"What!?"
"Is it not natural for a man and a woman to confirm their affection when confined in a private space?"
"We aren't confined, though?" Sun-woo said, looking incredulous. Confined? What was she talking about?
"I have locked the door. Unless it is opened from the inside, no one shall enter."
Neung So-hwa’s eyes twinkled as she spoke.
"............"
Sun-woo fell silent. He was speechless at how aggressively Neung So-hwa was pursuing him.
"So, hurry and kiss my lips. I wish to feel your love. Quickly, make me feel fulfilled."
When Sun-woo didn't say anything, Neung So-hwa began to urge him, pestering him like a puppy with her beautiful, blinking eyes.
Enchanted by her gaze, Sun-woo blushed and slowly leaned forward. He pressed his lips against her fine mouth.
Chu.
Sun-woo felt the soft texture of Neung So-hwa’s lips spreading through him. They were so soft.
Thump, thump, thump.
At the same time, his heart began to race madly. It felt good. It just felt so incredibly good. The trembling and the softness enveloped his entire body, eventually culminating in a rapid heartbeat. The racing pulse accelerated his blood flow, and that blood began to head south.
'Ah... ah... ah.'
Sun-woo felt his phallus gradually becoming erect. His body was sending a signal—telling him to embrace this being of transcendental beauty right this instant.
Lick.
Sun-woo reflexively flicked his tongue out and licked her lips.
Lick.
As if intending to match him, Neung So-hwa also poked her tongue out and licked Sun-woo’s lips.
Lick, lick.
Slurp, slurp.
Soon, without knowing who started first, they began to crave each other's tongues. They became messily intertwined, like snakes mating.
After some time...
Pop.
Sun-woo’s lips and Neung So-hwa’s lips slowly parted. A long, transparent thread of silver stretched between them.
"Sun-woo."
Neung So-hwa spoke, looking at Sun-woo with a gaze that was nothing short of burning.
".......Yes?"
"My body feels strange." She continued, her face flushed deep red. "Here and here... it feels as hot as if molten lava has been poured into me."
She gestured toward her chest and her lower body as she explained.
"It is becoming uncontrollable." Neung So-hwa’s face was completely heated. "Could you... cool me down?"
Her eyes sparkled with a gaze full of ecstasy.
"Gladly."
Sun-woo nodded as he looked at her. He began to move toward her slowly. He intended to resolve all of her heat—with his even hotter club.
Just as he was about to reach out and grasp her breast...
Clink, clank.
The jarring sound of metal began to echo in his ears. Startled, Sun-woo quickly pulled his hand back.
"Haah... Sun-woo...... pay it no mind. The door is already locked."
Neung So-hwa spoke to reassure him. Looking at her, Sun-woo began to reach out again as if possessed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
But he was forced to withdraw his hand once more. This time, the sound of someone violently pounding on the door echoed through the room.
"Sun-woo...... there is no need to be afraid... haah.... Seol-hyang... haah.... must have told them... you are resting..... Unless they are a person without any sense... they would not... break down a locked door."
Neung So-hwa spoke seductively, her breath coming in short gasps.
Gulp.
Seeing her like that, Sun-woo swallowed hard and tried to reach out again. As she said, who would force their way in when someone who was supposed to be resting had even locked the door? Most people would turn back.
Probably.
CRACK!
Suddenly, a splintering sound reached his ears. Startled, Sun-woo quickly turned his head. And he saw it.
BOOM!
The door had been smashed to pieces with a thunderous roar.
"Why on earth was the door locked?"
At the same time, a cold voice echoed from beyond the shattered door.
Grit.
Upon hearing that voice, Neung So-hwa gritted her teeth. Her plan to share love with Sun-woo had been completely demolished. By that thoughtless, rude, and violent woman.
"Bukgung Yeon!"
Neung So-hwa quickly turned and glared at Bukgung Yeon. Her face was flushed, likely from intense anger.
"What?"
Bukgung Yeon replied with an indifferent expression.
"What do you think you are doing!"
"You wouldn't open up, so I just broke it."
"If someone who is resting locks the door, does it not mean they do not wish to be disturbed!"
"Sun-woo is the one who's supposed to be resting, so why are you in here with him?" Bukgung Yeon asked, her expression full of suspicion.
"I was merely keeping him company!"
"With the door locked?"
"................."
"And I heard some very suspicious sounds?" Bukgung Yeon added with a cold smile.
"Wh-what sounds are you talking about..." Neung So-hwa stammered, her body flinching as if her conscience were pricked.
"Something about it being hot like molten lava? Asking to be cooled down quickly? That sort of thing?" Bukgung Yeon said with a playful smirk.
"Th-that cannot be... you must have misheard..."
Neung So-hwa’s voice began to tremble, and she even started to stutter. She never imagined that the sweet nothings she whispered to Sun-woo would leak outside.
"Look here, Fireball. I'm a master who has reached the Profound Realm. Do you really think I'd mishear something like that?"
"..........."
Neung So-hwa shut her mouth tight. She couldn't think of a single rebuttal.
"Anyway, it is quite surprising," Bukgung Yeon said, sounding genuinely impressed. "To think a woman of the Imperial Family could be so lewd."
She spoke with a mocking smile.
"I am not lewd!" Neung So-hwa flared up, raising her voice.
"Even after spitting out such lewd words to a man who isn't even your husband?"
"Sun-woo is not just any man!"
"Then what is he?"
"He is my lover!"
"What?"
Bukgung Yeon asked back, clearly shocked. What on earth was this woman blathering about?
"I said he is my lover! We are in a relationship of love and yearning!"
"..........."
Bukgung Yeon fell silent. She had entered the room intending to tease them, but she had heard something entirely unexpected.
"Don't tell me... did you two sleep together?"
Bukgung Yeon’s expression turned as cold as the Bitter Cold Northern Wind.
"............"
"............"
Both Sun-woo and Neung So-hwa remained silent. They didn't even know where to begin.
"Sigh."
When neither of them spoke, Bukgung Yeon let out a long sigh. Her playful mood instantly froze over. Soon, a cold fury began to rise from within her.
"Hey."
She spoke while looking at Neung So-hwa with eyes as cold as ice.
"Wh-what is it?"
Perhaps overwhelmed by her aura, Neung So-hwa stammered as she asked back.
"Do you want to die?"
Bukgung Yeon spat out the words in a voice laced with murderous intent.
Vroooooom.
Behind her back, a frigid chill, like the Bitter Cold Northern Wind, began to billow forth.