Chapter 459: Hearing of the Failure
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 459: Hearing of the Failure
"Haah."
Tang Jin-seol let out a deep sigh.
She was lost in serious thought. Currently, her self-esteem was crawling along the floor.
Driven by a surge of lust that burned through her entire body, she had taken a leap of faith and tried to overtly seduce Lee Jae-won, only to be flatly and harshly rejected.
Neither the lewd underwear nor the clothes that revealed her bare skin could tempt him. Lee Jae-won had insulted her, calling her undignified and vulgar, before issuing an Expulsion Order.
It was only natural for her self-esteem to hit rock bottom.
As the mistress of the Cheonmu Alliance, she usually maintained an air of haughty elegance. Yet, she had cast aside both her dignity and pride to act like a common prostitute from the red-light district, and it had all been for nothing.
"Am I really that unattractive?"
She lamented under her breath.
Slowly, she lowered her gaze to look at her own body. Her eyes fell upon her voluptuous breasts, straining against her green robes. Moving her gaze further down, she saw her hips, which had grown larger after childbirth, and her widened pelvis.
Even to her own eyes, her body felt incredibly attractive. It was the kind of body that any man with a normal sex drive would find irresistible.
Unfortunately, her husband, Lee Jae-won, was far from a normal man. He had absolutely no interest in such an alluring physique.
'...I knew he preferred thin bodies, but still...'
Tang Jin-seol lamented once more.
She had known long before their marriage that Lee Jae-won preferred thin, slender figures. However, she never imagined that his tastes would remain so stubbornly unchanged even as he aged.
'Must I live like this for the rest of my life?'
A sudden wave of sorrow washed over Tang Jin-seol. The thought of being unloved by her husband filled her with grief.
In a marital relationship, sexual intercourse was of paramount importance. It was through smooth sexual relations that a couple confirmed their affection for one another and felt a sense of fulfillment through their connection.
Consequently, a lack of sexual harmony could be grounds for divorce and a source of discord. Especially when one partner unilaterally refused the other in bed, the rejected party would feel an immense sense of deprivation.
The feeling that one's own charm was fading led to a drop in self-esteem and a profound sense of loss.
That was exactly Tang Jin-seol's current state. Though she was normally haughty and her pride pierced the heavens, today her self-esteem was in the gutter.
By nature, she was not the type to beg or cling for affection. Being a woman of great pride, she felt that acting vulgarly by succumbing to lust did not suit her tastes.
However, ten years of neglect had birthed an unbearable loneliness, forcing her to swallow her pride and beg for his affection. She had donned provocative, lewd underwear and a silk robe that only a courtesan would wear to seduce him.
But the only result was being called vulgar and being kicked out. She had been insulted by the man she loved most. Naturally, her self-esteem plummeted, and a sense of sorrow welled up within her.
'Haah.'
She sighed inwardly again. The thought of living like this forever made the sighs come naturally.
Until now, she had somehow managed to endure by suppressing her sexual desires. She told herself that raising her child to adulthood was the top priority.
But as the child grew and she herself aged, her suppressed lust began to surge uncontrollably. It was as if all the desires she had held back over the years were exploding at once.
She had always been lonely, but that loneliness had now doubled. She was so lonely, so incredibly lonely, that more than once she had fantasized about bringing another man into her bed.
That was how severe her husband's neglect was, and how overflowing her own lust had become.
She couldn't take it anymore. Not a moment longer.
Even now—even after being rejected and insulted as vulgar—her entire body was boiling. Her pussy throbbed, and her nipples were erect. It was a signal from her body, demanding a man's dick, begging for a man's warmth.
She wanted to have sex. She desperately wanted her pussy to be pounded by a man's phallus.
"Haah... haah..."
Tang Jin-seol's breathing grew ragged.
'Should I... just touch myself a little?'
Tang Jin-seol thought to herself. She wondered if she should just massage her breasts a bit. Though she had never masturbated in her life, she felt strangely different today. The temptation that it might be okay to do so took hold of her.
Slowly, she began to move her hand downward.
Squish.
Soon, her hand touched her tantalizingly large breasts. They were breasts that had once been full of breast milk after pregnancy, and they had grown even larger with age.
Knead, knead.
Tang Jin-seol began to slowly knead her breasts. She could feel the soft, supple texture filling her palms.
Twitch.
After kneading them for a while, she felt something hard against her palm. It was her erect nipple. Tang Jin-seol gently rolled the nipple between her fingers, stimulating it.
"Hah-ah..."
Zing.
A jolt of pleasure, like an electric current, began to spread through her entire body. It felt better than she could have ever imagined.
"Haah... haah... haah..."
The lust simmering inside her began to grow uncontrollably.
'It's not enough... it's not enough...'
Tang Jin-seol thought. Her breasts alone were no longer sufficient. She wanted to touch more, something more secret and intimate.
She moved her hand from her breasts further down. Soon, her hand reached her firm thighs. Tang Jin-seol slowly slid her hand upward.
Squish.
Her hand passed her firm thighs and reached the secret, intimate valley hidden within. As her hand touched that private area, a lewd, wet sound echoed. Her underwear seemed to be so soaked that it could no longer serve its purpose.
Schlick, schlick.
Tang Jin-seol carefully stroked herself over her underwear.
"Haa-ah... mmm... ah... nngh..."
Lewd moans began to escape her lips. The pleasure was becoming unbearable. It felt good. It felt so good that she grew greedy for even greater pleasure.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
'More... more... faster... faster...'
Tang Jin-seol moved her fingers even more rapidly. The wet sounds began to fill the room.
"Ha-ahhh... ha-ahhh... ha-ahhh!"
Not only that, but her moans grew louder. An immense pleasure surged within her, proportional to the speed of her fingers.
"Haa-ah-ah-ah-ahhh!"
Splurt!
Suddenly, a massive amount of sexual fluid erupted from Tang Jin-seol's pussy. She had reached her climax.
Gush.
The erupting fluids sprayed directly into her underwear. The fluids then soaked through the already drenched fabric and began to stain the floor. It was a feast of blissful liquids.
"Haah... haah... haah... haah..."
Tang Jin-seol panted heavily, a satisfied expression on her face. The lust that had been driving her body mad felt somewhat relieved.
It was while she was basking in the afterglow of her climax, still breathing hard, that...
Knock, knock, knock.
Suddenly, someone began to knock on her door.
'Ah!'
Startled, Tang Jin-seol snapped back to her senses and quickly straightened her disheveled clothes.
"Wh-who is it!"
She spoke with a voice thick with embarrassment.
"Madam Tang, it is Tang Jong."
The voice of Tang Jong, one of her trusted subordinates, came from outside.
"What is it!?"
"A letter has arrived for you, Madam."
"You may enter."
After fixing her clothes and roughly wiping away the spilled fluids, she spoke with a composed expression.
"Understood."
Tang Jong replied immediately.
Creeeak.
He slowly pushed the door open and revealed himself.
"Who sent it?"
As he entered, Tang Jin-seol asked him curiously.
"The sender is listed as Tang Jin."
"I see. It was about time."
Tang Jin-seol nodded. She had been expecting word around this time.
"Give it to me."
Tang Jin-seol reached out her hand.
"Here it is."
Tang Jin-seol took the letter.
"You may leave now."
As soon as she had the letter, she issued an Expulsion Order to Tang Jong. Although she had wiped the floor, she was worried he might catch the thick scent of her sexual fluids.
"Understood."
Tang Jong bowed his head. He then slowly made his way back outside.
"Whew."
Once she confirmed he was completely gone, Tang Jin-seol let out a deep sigh. Fortunately, he didn't seem to have noticed anything.
'...You lewd woman... you vulgar woman...'
She began to reproach herself. She felt a sense of self-loathing for acting without a single thought for the consequences.
'I must be crazy... truly...'
Tang Jin-seol fell into deep thought with a serious expression. She had never been so consumed by sexual impulses before. Yet, she had suddenly been seized by such a mad urge and fulfilled her sexual desires in such a vulgar way. She couldn't help but think she was losing her mind.
'Get a grip.'
She shook her head vigorously from side to side. Her eyes sparkled with determination. She vowed never to be swayed by such desires again.
The succession competition was not far off. In such a situation, it was best to avoid anything that could lead to scandalous rumors.
"Whew."
She sighed again to calm her heart. Then, she slowly began to unfold the letter Tang Jin had sent.
Crinkle.
She started reading the contents of the letter. She read accurately and quickly, as if determined not to miss a single character.
Tremble, tremble.
After some time had passed, both of her hands holding the letter began to shake violently. The contents were utterly unbelievable.
The letter stated that the assassination of Jang Sun-woo had failed. Furthermore, it mentioned that even Salhon of Haeju from the Blood Sea—the legendary killer they had hired for the staggering sum of one million nyang—had been captured by Jang Sun-woo. It also included a personal note suggesting that Kang Ha-yoon seemed to have betrayed them.
Tang Jin-seol's entire body began to shake with rage.
Who was Salhon? Was he not the worst assassin in the Murim, a man who had reigned as a symbol of terror by assassinating the sect leaders of the Nine Sects one by one?
How could such a man be captured by a green boy like Jang Sun-woo?
"That bitch!"
Tang Jin-seol finally exploded in anger. She was convinced that Kang Ha-yoon had interfered in the assassination and ruined everything. Otherwise, there was no way Jang Sun-woo could have handled the Blood Sea on his own.
She had betrayed them. That sly girl had betrayed them.
"Aaaaahhhhh!"
Tang Jin-seol let out a shriek. She was filled with irritation and fury at a fact she simply could not accept.
She thought everything would go well. That was why she had invested the massive sum of one million nyang without a second thought. But that million nyang had vanished into thin air because of variables like Kang Ha-yoon and Jang Sun-woo.
How could she not explode with rage?
"Damn it!"
Tang Jin-seol spat out a curse. Her mind began to fill with complicated thoughts.
There was only one month left until the competition. She had to eliminate Jang Sun-woo within that time.
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
'What do I do... what do I do... how...'
Tang Jin-seol bit her thumbnail. She began to chew on it incessantly, her anxiety showing. No suitable solution came to mind.
Even the greatest assassination organization had failed. In this situation, who could possibly kill Jang Sun-woo? Especially with Kang Ha-yoon protecting him.
'At the very least... I need a master in the Upper Stage of the Transcendent Realm... someone who can keep Kang Ha-yoon in check.'
She fell into deep contemplation with a serious expression. She began to think of masters who were favorable to her—masters with enough skill to kill Jang Sun-woo.
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After some time had passed...
"Ah!"
An exclamation suddenly escaped Tang Jin-seol's lips. A brilliant idea had flashed through her mind.
She had realized it. There was an absolute master who was favorable to her and possessed the skill to kill Jang Sun-woo.
A hero of the Murim who had single-handedly wiped out the armored cavalry that reigned as a terror during the Great War of Righteousness and Demons.
A great figure who ruled the Sichuan Tang Clan, known as the greatest family under heaven.
The sovereign of poison who had poisoned the Poison Demon, an elder of the Demonic Cult who had slaughtered countless members of the Orthodox Faction.
Her own brother and Jang Sun-woo's master.
It was none other than the Poison King, Tang Jin-cheol.
'Brother.'
Tang Jin-seol thought with a firm expression. If it was for the sake of the family, her brother—who would even cut off his own kin—would not refuse her request.
After all, her victory in the succession competition would be a victory for the Tang Clan.
Soon, Tang Jin-seol's eyes began to glint.