The Demoness Comes Calling
Fairy Gate kept a guest pavilion for receiving visitors — a space roughly four times the size of my own room, and as befit a renowned sect, the interior was quite finely appointed.
Porcelain and paintings that an ordinary person couldn't afford even after saving a year's wages adorned the pavilion in harmonious arrangement. An antique table carved from ancient timber, and chairs of the same old wood, seemed to lift the room's very dignity.
And there, two beauties sat side by side. One was a beauty who summoned white to the mind of her own accord; the other, a beauty who summoned black.
The beauty in white was Mo Seyeong, head disciple of Fairy Gate. The beauty in black was Dan Yuha, the Rakshasa Demoness. The two of them gazing steadily at each other, their auras flaring, looked like a painting of some immortal paradise. The only place such celestial maidens belonged was the Peach Blossom Spring itself.
Anyone seeing Mo Seyeong and Dan Yuha for the first time, however, would have trouble telling which was Fairy Gate's head disciple and which was the Rakshasa Demoness. Right now, the one flaring her aura like a demon was Mo Seyeong.
Dan Yuha simply received that energy and smiled faintly. It was a scene that spoke of a true master's composure. Mo Seyeong was one of the martial world's most promising rising stars, but she still fell far short of Dan Yuha, who had already risen as a great leader of the Unorthodox faction.
"What business brings the Rakshasa Demoness here?"
Mo Seyeong made no effort to hide her hostility, her voice sharp as a blade. The woman across from her was a senior of far greater years, yet there wasn't a speck of respect in her tone. From an Orthodox martial artist's point of view, there was no particular need to show courtesy to someone from the Unorthodox faction. In practical terms, it was no different from dealing with someone from another workplace, or another school. In a martial world where fists sat closer than law, though, Mo Seyeong's conduct could hardly be called exemplary.
"So you must be Fairy Gate's head disciple. That unrefined, crude aura, that savage bearing... it's like looking at a wild beast. Fairy Gate's head disciple is said to be famous throughout the martial world — but I see rumors truly cannot be trusted."
At Dan Yuha's blatant provocation, Mo Seyeong ground her teeth. Truth be told, Mo Seyeong had been the one to pick the fight first. Not that she would care about such a thing.
Mo Seyeong suddenly turned her eyes toward me. Even if this was her own sect, had she judged that attacking a figure of Dan Yuha's caliber head-on was too dangerous? If so, that was the right call. Dan Yuha could wipe Fairy Gate off the map in less than a quarter of an hour with the sect master gone.
"Hey! Why did this witch come looking for you?"
Before I could answer, Dan Yuha spoke.
"I came on a personal matter. It's nothing you need to know."
Having said that, Dan Yuha slowly rose from her seat. Mo Seyeong flinched, her aura flaring even stronger. She was clearly on guard against Dan Yuha.
Unorthodox martial artists didn't attack Orthodox ones indiscriminately, and the reverse was equally true. So long as Dan Yuha wasn't a madwoman, she wouldn't attack Fairy Gate — Mo Seyeong knew that well enough. But knowing it and not being wary were two different things.
"I'm the head disciple of this Fairy Gate. With the sect master away, I'm the acting sect master as well. You barge in here unannounced and think you can just take our servant? You know perfectly well that's a blatant insult to Fairy Gate."
Mo Seyeong had, surprisingly, made a sound argument. I was currently a servant of Fairy Gate. In the martial world, a servant was halfway to being a slave.
"Heh. What an amusing child."
Dan Yuha let out a small laugh. It was a devastatingly alluring laugh. Mo Seyeong, however, didn't seem to think so at all.
If anything, Mo Seyeong flared her aura even harder. She looked like a hedgehog curled into a ball before a cat.
"And if I said I was insulting Fairy Gate... what would you do?"
Mo Seyeong was, after all, the head disciple of a prestigious house like Fairy Gate. Faced with an opponent whose skill clearly outstripped her own, she didn't yield an inch. A fierce will to fight burned in her resolute eyes. Dan Yuha, however, didn't seem particularly interested in fighting.
"Heh! I was joking. As if I would ever slight Fairy Gate. I've heard it said that if Fairy Gate had only abandoned its rule forbidding men, it would already hold a seat among the Nine Great Sects."
"A terrible joke. You really have no talent for humor."
"I've heard that a great deal."
When Dan Yuha took that step back, Mo Seyeong's aura subsided as well. She'd confirmed the other woman meant no hostility. And she'd also confirmed that her counterpart had no intention of speaking freely.
Mo Seyeong glanced back at me once, then whipped her head away.
"Fine. I'll hear it from that guy later. You can take him."
If Dan Yuha demanded it, there was no refusing anyway. Mo Seyeong had simply acknowledged that fact.
"My thanks. Ah, and what I said earlier was also a joke."
"What was?"
"That Fairy Gate's head disciple's reputation seemed false. As the rumors say, your spirit is bold and your will is high. I personally guarantee it — you will become a fine martial artist."
Even with Dan Yuha's praise, Mo Seyeong didn't look particularly pleased. The words hadn't sounded like empty flattery. But receiving such compliments from an enemy didn't seem to bring Mo Seyeong any joy. She was a picky bitch by nature.
As Mo Seyeong strode out of the pavilion, Dan Yuha turned her head toward me. A crescent-moon smile curved her lips — an exceedingly beautiful, lovely smile.
"So this is Fairy Gate. I've heard the name often enough, but this is my first time visiting in person."
"To come all the way to Fairy Gate looking for me so suddenly... what is the matter?"
I had a rough idea why she'd come looking for me. But I asked anyway, on purpose.
The moment I posed the question, Dan Yuha's face flushed red as an apple. It was a shy expression that made it hard to believe this was the same woman who'd so leisurely traded words with Mo Seyeong just moments ago.
"That matter... that's why I came."
"That matter being...?"
"The poison. To detoxify it... I believe I will need your help."
A virgin like Dan Yuha couldn't simply go out and find a man to have sex with. What's more, according to my treatment method, she needed to receive semen three times a day. Through her mouth, her pussy, and her asshole.
"If it's about treating the poison... ah! Do you perhaps need a man? In that case, shall I introduce you to someone I know?"
"Ah... no. The fewer who know a secret, the better. I can hardly go around spreading the fact that I've been poisoned, can I?"
"That's true enough."
"So I would like you... to do that for me."
She'd taken the bait. It had been the only option available to her.
"Would it... be all right for me to assist with Lady Dan Yuha's treatment?"
"I am the one asking, if anything. I cannot trust anyone else regardless. You are the only one who discovered my poison — you alone can I trust. I ask you. Please treat me."
Jumping to accept her proposal right then and there would be amateur hour. Just as push-and-pull is essential in romance, it's essential in conditioning as well. She would be trained without even realizing she was being trained.
"Well... in my heart, I would very much like to help treat Lady Dan Yuha, my savior. However, there is one problem."
"A problem? What problem? If you need anything, I shall obtain it all for you."
"As you can see, I am a servant of this Fairy Gate. Because of that, I cannot easily make time."
"Then simply quit, would you not? Is money the issue? Worry not. I shall give you a sum you could never earn as a servant of a sect like this. No — this would be even better. What say you to entering my service as my own servant?"
From Dan Yuha's perspective, taking me on as her servant was the ideal choice. By keeping the one person who knew her only secret under her command, she could prevent any unforeseen danger. No woman would want to let a man who'd seen her naked body roam free.
But that wasn't a particularly good deal for me. I was going to fuck Seol Hwa-rin and Mo Seyeong. And to fuck those two, I still needed to remain a servant of Fairy Gate.
If there were some fortuitous encounter I could grab nearby, I wouldn't mind leaving Fairy Gate... but that opportunity is too far from here.
As a starting point, Fairy Gate was honestly a mixed bag. Having beauties nearby was nice, but the drawback was that any worthwhile opportunities were too far away.
For now, I want to stay among the beauties for a while. Plus, I've got a convenient cock-house right here.
Besides, Mo Seyeong was a heroine of the original protagonist, Gong Woosun. If I didn't fuck her soon, who knew what might happen.
"I am sorry, but that will not be possible. I have received a great deal of kindness from Fairy Gate. I cannot simply disregard that."
"Hrm... that is a shame."
Surprisingly, Dan Yuha accepted it easily. Looking at her like this, she seemed more like an Orthodox martial artist than anything.
"Can you not make time?"
"For the treatment, you must receive a young man's vital essence three times a day — morning, noon, and evening. Even if I were to make separate time, it would be meaningless for the treatment."
When I said that, she made a troubled face. The way she earnestly pondered whether there was some way around it was rather cute.
"Then what if I came to find you myself?"
"When you say you would come find me yourself..."
"I shall come to you myself — morning, noon, and evening."
"However, if we meet that often, the head disciple may find it strange."
"I would come in secret, of course. That child's abilities are not enough to detect my stealth. Besides, has the Fairy Gate sect master not gone far afield for the Boundless Discourse?"
Seol Hwa-rin had said the sect master wouldn't return for over a month.
"An excellent idea. If Lady Dan Yuha comes to find me, everything should be resolved."
"Th-then I shall do so. Is there anything I should prepare?"
I'd be the one preparing. She just needed to bring her body.
"There is nothing you need to prepare. Simply bathe and purify yourself, and come."
"Understood. I shall do so. Then I will come starting tomorrow morning."
Having said that, Dan Yuha turned toward the door. The next instant, her body vanished like smoke. Only the sound of the door opening and closing remained in the room. A clean exit, befitting a master of the highest caliber.
Heh heh heh! Dan Yuha was easy to conquer.
I found myself pondering how to cook her. The thought of getting to devour both an old maid's virgin pussy and her ass made my chest swell.