Chapter 94: Xi'an (6)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 94: Xi'an (6)
“Vajra Divine Monk?!”
Back in our room, I told Cheon Yeo-hwa the rumor I’d heard from Elder Su Yanggeon.
At first, she didn't show much interest, but when the name Vajra Divine Monk left my lips, her eyes widened in surprise.
“Who is this Vajra Divine Monk to make you react like that?”
“...He was known as the strongest martial artist of his time, active 300 years ago. He was also the abbot of the Shaolin Temple.”
Vajra Divine Monk, the Great Monk Beopjin. Though he was a martial artist from centuries ago, there were few in the current Murim who didn't know his name.
He was a hero of the Orthodox Faction who had not only single-handedly subdued the Murim Alliance Leader of his era—an absolute master who had fallen to Qi Deviation and taken countless lives—but had also single-handedly stopped the movements of the Evil Alliance.
The number of villains who had fallen by his hand was too great to count, and the top masters of that time all acknowledged Vajra Divine Monk as the strongest under heaven.
However, for some unknown reason, the Great Monk Beopjin, who was revered by so many, left the Shaolin Temple in his later years and never returned.
“They say the ‘Formless Vajra Art’ he created is a peerless martial art, on par with Shaolin’s ‘Muscle-Bone Changing Scripture’ and ‘Supreme Great Ability.’”
“Oh...”
“Seeing as how those damn monks are on the move, it seems certain that the old temple is where Vajra Divine Monk spent his final years. But that doesn't guarantee the ‘Formless Vajra Art’ is there. If it were, the Mount Hua and Zhongnan Sects would have no justification to get involved.”
In this world, a martial art was directly tied to the honor of its sect.
Though he was a figure from 300 years ago, Vajra Divine Monk was undeniably the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, and the ‘Formless Vajra Art’ he created was a Shaolin martial art. For fellow Orthodox Faction sects like Mount Hua and Jongnam to covet it would be tantamount to a declaration of war.
“So there’s a high chance something related to Vajra Divine Monk is at that old temple, but there’s no clear proof.”
“That’s likely it. Those Orthodox bastards are always badmouthing the Evil Faction, but you won’t find anyone greedier than them.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa continued to curse the Orthodox Faction for a while after that. It seemed she had a lot of pent-up frustration.
Leaving her to it, I fell into deep thought.
I coveted the martial art known as the ‘Formless Vajra Art,’ but heading to an old temple where the Orthodox Faction was gathering, with Cheon Yeo-hwa—the Second Lady of the Heavenly Demonic Cult—in tow was practically a suicide mission.
Besides, there was no guarantee the ‘Formless Vajra Art’ was even there. Competing with three major powers felt unsettling in many ways.
Of course, I could leave Cheon Yeo-hwa in Xi'an and go alone. If I was by myself, I could just escape back to Earth if any danger arose.
But having heard Cheon Yeo-hwa talk about leaving me just a few hours ago, I didn't want to be apart from her for the time being. No matter how powerful the martial art, it couldn't compare to her.
In the end, I decided to give up on the ‘Formless Vajra Art.’
I desperately needed a peerless martial art, but I didn't want to cling to something whose very existence was uncertain and end up with regrets.
And right now, it’s better to focus on magic than martial arts.
I had reached the 4th Circle, but my body was still hovering between the 2nd and 3rd Circles. Whenever I tried to use 4th-Circle magic, my body would feel strained.
Iris had told me the best thing to do was to periodically circulate my magic power throughout my body to help it adapt to the vast amount of mana.
Since hearing her advice, I’d been circulating my magic power whenever I had a spare moment. At this rate, it would probably take about a week to fully settle into the 3rd Circle.
It was still uncertain when I would fully reach the 4th Circle, but the silver lining was that controlling lightning had become easier.
The proof was that my body no longer felt stiff when I used ‘Extreme Speed.’ The lightning energy no longer attacked me like before.
Of course, when I tried to use high-powered lightning magic, it would still throw a fucking fit and refuse to recognize its own master, but that too was just a matter of time.
“There’s probably nothing we can do if we go to a place where three of the Nine Great Sects are gathering... Let’s just stick to our plan and head to Hubei.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa and I didn't really have a set destination. We were just heading east, where the influence of the Heavenly Demonic Cult couldn't reach.
To get revenge on the Heavenly Demonic Cult for what they did to Yeo-hwa, I have to get stronger first.
Ultimately, time was on our side. As time passed, I would grow stronger, and Cheon Yeo-hwa would be freed from the poison.
“Are you giving up on the ‘Formless Vajra Art’?”
“There was no guarantee it was there in the first place.”
“Hmm...”
Cheon Yeo-hwa came closer and wrapped her arms around me. Her soft breasts pressed and rubbed against my solar plexus.
“If it is because of me, you need not worry. None of those Orthodox bastards know my face. Even if they did, as long as I do not use my Moon Spirit Demonic Energy, I will not be discovered.”
“‘Will not be discovered’ means you can’t be sure either, right?”
“...I have my veil, so it should be fine.”
Still holding Cheon Yeo-hwa, who lacked confidence in her own words, I led her to the bed. As I gently laid her down, a blush rose to her cheeks.
“Roaming these vast Central Plains, won't there be another chance to get a good martial art?”
“Mm...”
“Don’t worry. It’s not like I’m weak just because I don’t have a martial art.”
On Earth, there was a strong perception that magic was the pinnacle of all power. Of course, there was plenty of criticism about it being a form of mage supremacism, but since even a 1st-Circle spell was comparable to a strike from a D-rank Hunter, it wasn't entirely wrong.
However, magic was heavily dependent on talent, and raising one's realm was difficult. I was a unique case; magic required one to drink elixirs like water, far more so than martial arts.
When you weighed the risks and returns, it was only natural that magic was stronger than supernatural abilities or martial arts.
“Besides, you’ll keep helping me with my physical training even without a martial art, won’t you?”
“...Of course.”
I slowly undressed her, caressing her lips. As I naturally untied the sash of her robes, her milky-white breasts spilled out.
Removing her martial arts uniform wasn't difficult. Soon, her pale, naked body was revealed.
For the record, in contrast to her martial arts uniform from this world, Cheon Yeo-hwa was wearing underwear from Earth. It was a black lace set, a high-end product I’d bought at a department store.
The cup size was a little off, but it was good enough to wear for now.
“This feels a little awkward.”
“It looks great on you, so you don’t have to worry about that.”
I undid the front hook. The bra parted, revealing her bare, soft, snow-white breasts.
Damn.
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s nipples were always a delicate pink. Her skin was so flawless you couldn't find a single blemish.
“Hnng... Didn’t we do it plenty during the day?”
“I could devour your body countless times and never get tired of it. I could have sex with you and only you for years.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa laughed as if I was talking nonsense, but her hardened nipples betrayed her true feelings.
With one hand, I squeezed her large breast as I pleased, while with the other, I gently stroked her smooth waist. Her slender waistline and firm, defined abs showed just how diligently she had trained.
My eyes fell on her matching panties. Being black, it was hard to see unless you looked closely, but the crotch was already wet.
Part of it was her excitement in anticipation of what was to come, but it was also undoubtedly the lingering effect of the sex we’d had earlier, even skipping a meal for it. For reference, the room we were staying in was enchanted with a [Silence] spell.
The 3rd-Circle common magic, ‘Silence,’ created a circular barrier around the caster, with the simple yet excellent effect of preventing any sound from within the barrier from being heard outside.
“Hyun-woo, don’t tease me so much...”
Perhaps because I kept touching only her breasts and nipples, Cheon Yeo-hwa urged me on with a syrupy voice, her patience wearing thin. It seemed the afterglow of our daytime session hadn't completely faded.
I had no intention of holding back anyway, so I immediately pushed her panties to the side. Her pussy, slick with love juice, twitched as if begging to be fucked right away.
Squelch♡
I rubbed the head of my dick against her entrance. Her love juice mixed with my pre-cum, creating a strange scent.
“Hut, uhut...”
Feeling pleasure from just that light touch, Cheon Yeo-hwa’s hips trembled faintly. Looking at her face, you’d think she was about to have the kind of sex that would devour a man, but once she was turned on, she often became shy like this.
I didn't think the Heavenly Demonic Cult was particularly conservative.
Schlick—
“Haaahk...?!♡”
As the head of my dick pierced her entrance, Cheon Yeo-hwa’s body trembled like a frightened rabbit. But her face was filled with excitement and anticipation.
This wasn't our first time, nor was she a virgin, so I thrust my hips forward without hesitation.
“Hnnngh... Ughk?!♡”
Slap! Slap!
I fondled her breasts with both hands, moving my hips as instinct dictated. Her pussy was still as tight and hot as a virgin's.
I could feel her pussy clenching my dick tightly, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of my semen.
Of course, that wasn't enough to stop my thrusts.
Sshhllluuurp♡
“Hiyaaaak?!♡♡”
My thick dick scraped mercilessly against her inner walls as I pulled it out roughly. I rammed into her violently, not caring whether I hit her G-spot or any other weak point.
[The Sex Expert skill has been activated.]
[Sexual Intercourse Bonus +100%]
Overwhelmed by the pleasure, Cheon Yeo-hwa clung to me tightly, scratching my back with her nails. Of course, that was hardly enough to cause me any pain, so I took it as a cute little tantrum.
Well, if she had infused her internal energy into her scratches, my back would have been torn to shreds.
There was no modulation of force. When I thrust, I drove deep, pressing against her cervix. When I pulled out, I withdrew roughly until only the head was barely inside.
Thwack! Thwack!
“Hyun-woo, Hyun-woo... A, a little slower, pleeease...?!!♡”
The feeling of impending ejaculation grew stronger.
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s pussy was an incredible masterpiece, and my stamina grew by the day, so this was an expected outcome.
“I’m coming!”
“Haaaaaaang!?!♡♡”
Pressing the head of my dick right against her cervix, I released my load. With the sensation of my balls emptying, a large amount of semen flooded her insides.
Pinned beneath me, Cheon Yeo-hwa had to take my semen for a long while, her body trembling, but I held her tight and didn't let go.
Only after I’d shot the very last drop inside her did I slowly pull my dick out.
Sshhllluuurp—♡
My dick, covered in a mix of semen and love juice, emerged.
“Yeo-hwa, suck it.”
Moving up to her head, I placed my dick on the lips of the half-conscious Cheon Yeo-hwa. She obediently took my dick into her mouth and sucked on it.
I’d had her try it for the first time during the day, and maybe because she was so talented, her clean-up blowjob was top-notch.
Schlick♡
“Hnngh...?!♡”
The moment my saliva-slicked dick plunged back into her pussy, Cheon Yeo-hwa reached her climax and squirted.
That night, we continued to tangle our bodies together until the crack of dawn.
The next morning, Elder Su Yanggeon paid a sudden visit.
“Would you be willing to accompany me to the Hundred Flowers Sect?”
“Why?”
“...The Sect Leader wishes to meet you, Great Hero.”
*
Inviting me to their sect the day after I beat up their disciples and extorted money from them? I was honestly put off and about to refuse.
But Elder Su Yanggeon swore that no harm would come to me and even offered to stake his name and guarantee my safety in front of the public if I wished.
Honestly, in a world where human rights were valued less than animal rights on Earth, I wondered what good that would do. But according to Cheon Yeo-hwa, those Orthodox Faction bastards were obsessed with their outward appearance of chivalry, righteousness, and honor. So, even if I was a commoner, if enough people were watching, it would be difficult for him to go back on his promise.
I didn't trust the Hundred Flowers Sect or Elder Su Yanggeon, but I trusted Cheon Yeo-hwa more than I trusted myself, so I meekly agreed to follow him.
“So, why did you call for us?”
“The Sect Leader will tell you himself.”
“You want to talk after a beating, or are you just going to tell me?”
“...Do you remember the old temple I told you about yesterday? For now, all I can say is that it is related to that.”
I seriously considered smacking him on the back of the head, but I managed to hold back with superhuman patience.
I’d squeezed just over 100 million won out of him yesterday, so I could tolerate this much. I didn't think the money I received yesterday belonged to the Hundred Flowers Sect. This guy must have used his own money to handle it personally.
As I followed Elder Su Yanggeon through the streets of Xi'an, I saw a rather large gate in the distance.
A nameplate reading ‘Hundred Flowers Sect (白花門)’ was attached to it, as big as the gate itself.
I finally understood how a mere elder could have raised that much money in just a few hours. It was in that moment that I truly grasped the rumor that the Hundred Flowers Sect was one of the largest sects in Xi'an.