Chapter 463: Magic Lesson (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 463: Magic Lesson (3)
“Hnngh, ngh...♡”
Twitch, twitch!
I looked down at Lee Serin's trembling body and slowly pulled out.
A wet schloop... then a soft plop!
“Heek?!!♡”
Like turning on a clogged faucet, thick semen leaked from her gaping pussy.
Had I been too focused? When I came to my senses, three hours had already flown by.
Thud—
I sat on the edge of the bed and immediately chugged some cold water.
Thanks to that, my heated body and head cooled down considerably.
‘Did I cum about five times?’
Normally, I would have come two or three more times, but the count was lower because I was alternating between releasing semen and magic power. If not for that, I probably could have gone ten times.
Lee Serin, on the other hand, had climaxed dozens of times, and that’s no exaggeration. About seven of those times, she’d come while squirting spectacularly.
If I hadn't given her potions in between, she would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
I had no excuse for that. It was my fault for forgetting that Lee Serin's stamina was that of a normal person.
But it wasn't like I'd just fucked a virgin who'd just had her first time for three hours straight purely for my own selfish pleasure.
It was because I’d had a realization while pouring my magic power into her uterus.
The uterus is the most sensitive organ to mana and magic power, second only to the heart. Recklessly pumping magic into it like filling a car with gas was bound to cause problems.
So, from the second time on, I meticulously controlled the amount of magic power to prevent her uterus from forcibly turning into a mana circle.
The results were encouraging.
Lee Serin, who hadn't felt anything at first, clearly began to feel my magic power during my third ejaculation.
Of course, her moans were so loud that her words were muffled, so I couldn't hear her exact reaction. But for now, it was enough that she, a normal person until just a few days ago, had become able to ‘perceive’ the magic power inside her body.
If things continued like this, it was only a matter of time before Lee Serin formed a mana circle.
“If the Magic Tower finds out about this, those old geezers’ eyes will pop out of their heads.”
The thought of those old-timer professors being shocked made me chuckle. Unfortunately, it was impossible to publish this as a research paper.
That's because replicating the most crucial verification process was next to impossible.
Just being careful enough to keep one's testicles from exploding due to magic power saturation during sex was already hellishly difficult, but it also required the skill to meticulously control the magic so the uterus wouldn't turn into a mana circle.
To safely complete this entire process, at least a 6th Circle mage would have to participate in the verification.
A young mage who could get an erection, at that.
Me?
‘Well, I’m a 6th Circle (provisional) mage.’
Anyway, even if a 6th Circle mage did participate, it wouldn't be without risks.
Unless they could protect their testicles with internal energy like me, the moment their concentration slipped, their balls would just go pop and explode.
Above all, dedicated mages willing to serve a weakling who couldn't even form a mana circle on their own were extremely rare.
‘It’d probably be faster to find a hedgehog that doesn’t raise its quills.’
Besides, there was also the possibility that the unique environment inside the Tower had influenced the process.
Lee Serin knew nothing about magic, but she could use it thanks to her traits and skills. What if she had faintly perceived magic power during that process?
The saying ‘seeing is believing’ exists for a reason, after all.
Most importantly, if Lee Serin hadn't been so talented, she would have had to repeat the process several times just to barely feel the magic.
‘Or she might not have grasped it at all.’
I turned my head and looked at the half-unconscious Lee Serin.
Without thinking, I squeezed her pale, sweat-drenched ass. It was an irresistible impulse.
“Serin-nuna.”
“Uuuu...”
I shook her gently, but she showed no signs of waking up.
Then again, considering what I’d done for the past three hours, it would have been stranger if she did wake up right away.
‘Tsk... I was going to perform the cleansing ritual on her, too. I guess I’ll have to postpone it.’
The fact that the cleansing ritual was also effective on mages had already been proven through Choi Hyena.
For Lee Serin, who had been a normal person until recently, the effect would surely be even greater.
But the cleansing ritual was difficult not only for the one performing it, but also not entirely comfortable for the one receiving it.
It wasn't so urgent or easy that I had to force someone who'd passed out from sex to wake up for it. So, after cleaning up a bit and covering her with a blanket, I quietly left the room.
Walking down the hallway, I stood before the stairs and checked my watch.
After confirming I still had about two hours until my meeting with Yoo Ah-rin, I went up the stairs to the 5th-floor office.
Click—
When I opened the office door and stepped inside, a rather impressively decorated space came into view.
At first, it had the distinct vibe of a yakuza office, but now it could easily pass for the office of a high-level corporate executive.
Sinking into a very expensive-looking chair, I immediately opened the Storage Bag.
‘I wonder what’s inside a major clan elder’s Storage Bag.’
It was a joyful moment, like opening a gift box.
But the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
After taking everything out of the Storage Bag and scattering it on the floor, I couldn't help but frown.
Dozens of 1st Layer talismans, a few Qi Condensation cultivation manuals, four low-grade elixir pills, two low-grade magic treasures, byproducts from monsters and spirit beasts used as catalysts for the Ghost Cultivation Method, and a small amount of cash circulated among cultivators.
That was it.
A sigh escaped me automatically.
Of course, each item was quite valuable on its own, but none of them were of any use to me.
Instead of using talismans, it was faster and stronger for me to just use magic. The elixir pills were also only helpful to cultivators who practiced demonic arts.
And as for learning the cultivation method, for me, who already had magic and martial arts, it was nothing more and nothing less than overkill.
Above all, I wasn't even sure if I had a Spiritual Root.
‘...Can’t be helped. Someone destroyed everything else.’
I stared into the air and let out a deep sigh.
Whether it was because the ‘Monarch of the Underworld’ had exerted his influence, or because his contracted Constellation had died a gruesome death, Eumjin was already half a corpse before I even cut off his head.
In the process, all the magic treasures he had equipped all over his body had turned to dust.
“If this was all there was, I might as well have just given it to Wi Ryeong-ah—”
Knock, knock—
At that moment, someone knocked on the door.
I felt a familiar presence.
—...It’s Wi Ryeong-ah. Do you have a moment?
Hearing the voice from beyond the door, the proverb ‘Speak of the devil, and he shall appear’ popped into my head.
‘Of course.’
The old sayings are never wrong.
*
Clink—
I placed a teacup in front of Wi Ryeong-ah.
It was the kind of cup one would use for high-quality black tea, but unfortunately, it wasn't black tea.
“It’s instant coffee. Is that okay?”
“Instant...? Ah, you mean convenience food? Then it’s fine. I quite like it.”
Instant coffee for a cultivator in a dobok.
Even I thought it was a bit of an odd combination, but it was all I had to offer at the moment.
But it seemed she wasn't just being polite, as Wi Ryeong-ah took a sip of the coffee and smiled faintly.
Clack—
“So, what’s up? Is there something bothering you?”
“Not at all.”
Wi Ryeong-ah shook her head with a faint smile.
“The room I was assigned is spacious, and you even gave me money to buy anything I need. It would be shameless of me to ask for more.”
“Then?”
“...Actually, there’s something I’d like to propose. You could also think of it as a request.”
After hesitating for a moment, her lips trembling slightly, Wi Ryeong-ah finally spoke as if she’d made up her mind.
“Would you... be willing to sell Elder Eumjin’s belongings to me?”
“Huh?”
“I’ll pay you a proper price. Twenty percent above the market rate, of course.”
I was momentarily taken aback by her determined expression, then I recalled the items from the Storage Bag one by one.
There were certainly things that she, a practitioner of the Ghost Cultivation Method, would covet.
The cultivation manual, the elixir pills, the byproducts of monsters and spirit beasts.
“But is there a need for that? You’ll get support once you return to your sect, won’t you?”
“Well...”
Wi Ryeong-ah fidgeted with her fingers, glancing at me nervously.
She clearly looked troubled.
“...The truth is, I had a small enlightenment during the 5th-floor test. To properly cultivate it, I need certain materials, but they are all things that are hard to find in Arcana. Even if I do find them, the quality is poor, or I have to pay an exorbitant price.”
“Ah, is that all?”
I placed the Storage Bag on the table.
“You can take everything inside. Just give me the Storage Bag back later.”
“...What?”
For a moment, Wi Ryeong-ah had a dazed look on her face.
Based on looks alone, she was an ice queen on par with Yoo Ah-rin, but her actions showed she was just as expressive as Lee Serin.
“Of course, it’s not for free.”
Slurp.
I savored the sweet taste of the instant coffee, something I hadn't had in a while, and looked at Wi Ryeong-ah.
She was certainly pretty, but I had no intention of playing the sucker for her.
“Ah, then the payment...”
“But you don’t have any money, do you?”
Wi Ryeong-ah had been abandoned by her party during the 5th-floor test because she didn't have the 500 WP needed to forfeit.
Of course, she would have received the reward for passing the test, but that would only amount to about 3,000 WP.
“...Could I pay in installments?”
“Well, that’s not impossible. But could I receive something other than WP as payment?”
“...Pardon?”
In truth, even if I received payment in WP, it wouldn't even amount to 5,000 WP.
Rather than taking such a paltry sum, it was far more profitable to have Wi Ryeong-ah owe me a favor.
“Just do me one favor later.”
“A favor...?”
“I’ve heard that cultivators are very insular, so it’s difficult for outsiders to obtain things like elixirs or magic treasures.”
“Ah...! If it’s something like that, I’ll be happy to help in any way I can.”
Hearing my words, Wi Ryeong-ah smiled brightly, and I shook her hand.
But there was one thing Wi Ryeong-ah had overlooked.
I had only said that I’d heard such things; I never once said that was the favor I would ask of her.
Of course, that didn't mean I was planning to make an unreasonable demand.
As they say, not even Buddha knows what the future holds.
It was just laying the groundwork for a little insurance.
“Oh, right. There’s something I’m curious about. Is it okay if I ask?”
Wi Ryeong-ah nodded without a hint of hesitation.
Honestly, I had debated whether to ask this or not, but as a mage, suppressing my curiosity wasn't exactly easy.
“It’s about the Constellation that you’ve contracted with, Miss Wi—”
THUMP—!!
At that moment, an unknown force constricted my heart.
An absurdly unpleasant sensation, like waking up from anesthesia mid-surgery with my chest cut open, spread through my entire body.
「The Constellation, ‘Monarch of the Underworld’, gazes at you.」
A cold sweat trickled down my spine at the immense presence directed solely at me.
‘...Is this a warning not to run my mouth?’
I swallowed dryly and calmly collected my breath.
He must have been sanctioned by the Tower and the System for what happened on the 5th floor, yet I couldn't feel a shred of hesitation from him.
I knew he wasn't sane, but he was even more of a madman than I had imagined.
“Pardon? What did you say?”
“...I have a few questions about cultivation methods. Could you spare some time for me later?”
It was a lame excuse even to my own ears, but Wi Ryeong-ah simply smiled and nodded.
Her reaction was so natural, it was as if she had been waiting for me to say it.
“Of course. Today is a little difficult, but maybe we could talk over dinner tomorrow, just the two of us...”
Knock, knock—
At that moment, someone knocked on the door.
I felt a familiar presence again, but the tone of voice from beyond the door was quite different.
—It’s me.
It was Lucifer.