The Stud of the North Sea Ice Palace
“Wake up! Wake up already! Everyone has been waiting for you to open your eyes!”
A woman flushed her face scarlet and hurled the words at me sharply.
I gaped in confusion, mouth flapping open and shut like a fish. What did she mean, waiting? I was new here.
Her face was incredibly beautiful, but the woman seemed a bit odd in the head.
She glanced away when I just stared silently, then shouted again.
“W-what are you doing?! Get up!”
“I, I have one question first.”
I gently raised a hand. In my old life I wouldn’t have dared to speak in front of such a beauty, but who was I now? I was the man who had dared Aphrodite herself.
The goddess’s face in my dream had already faded from memory, yet it was still me.
“H-hey, speak.”
“Where is this place?”
“What? You don’t know where you are?”
“Yes. The goddess never said exactly where she was sending me.”
“G-goddess?!”
The woman’s mouth fell open in shock.
“Wait, answer me.”
“Huh? Ah! This is… the North Sea Ice Palace.”
“The North Sea Ice Palace? Is it that icy palace from the martial world?”
“What’s the martial world?”
“Never mind.”
I finally understood the cool, frosty air inside the room. Personally, I hated extreme weather…
“Well, let’s get moving. They’re all waiting.”
I started to stand, but the woman waved me down again.
“I-I’m going to change my clothes first! Do not stand before your mother in that shameful state! You’re still so weak and scrawny…!”
She had been scolding me to get up moments ago… and now she was fussing like this?
Even if I wore a sleeveless summer uniform, the clothes already covered everything that needed covering.
I watched her leave, then spotted the neatly folded blue silk dress on the chair and rose.
“Damn, it’s cold!”
I burrowed under the blanket and hurriedly changed, shivering. Even the new clothes weren’t particularly warm.
This was an ice palace, so why were the clothes so thin? Just like the woman’s outfit earlier.
I felt almost naked.
After changing, I stood before the mirror and let out a small gasp.
“Not bad… at all.”
My blurry face had become a clear, handsome flower boy. While traces of my old features remained, the overall transformation was complete.
My height seemed slightly taller too. My body was still scrawny, but confidence surged through me.
When I opened the door, a silver-haired beauty with a sulky expression was waiting.
“Follow me!”
She turned sharply and strode ahead. I almost called out but realized we hadn’t even exchanged names.
“By the way, shouldn’t we introduce ourselves?”
“I am Lee Sunwoo. What’s your name?”
“Y-you?”
“Yes. Should I call you something else?”
“Hmph. Ah, no. I am… the Guardian of the North Sea and the Lord of the North Sea Ice Palace, Bing Seolhwa, the Empress of the North Sea. I am the second daughter of the Lord and a candidate for Junior Palace Master. People usually call me the Cold Flower Sword.”
In the martial world, self-introductions were long-winded. Her nickname, the Cold Flower Sword, somehow suggested overwhelming power.
I nodded, scanned the surroundings, and fixed my gaze on her back.
The architecture was exotic, but her back was even more beautiful.
Her silver hair was tied high in a ponytail that swayed like a tail with every step, beneath which her narrow waist and wide hips swayed gently. The line from the smooth thighs visible between her skirt hem down to her slender ankles… it drove a man crazy.
Her overall figure was tall and slender, yet that very slenderness made her lower curves even more hypnotic.
“S-stop staring!”
Bing Arin suddenly halted and snapped.
She must have trained in martial arts; her eyes were sharp, but her voice held only embarrassment—no contempt or anger.
“I’m sorry. I was just admiring how beautiful you are.”
That was a line I had never said on Earth. Confidence, perhaps?
Boys who looked good got away with it all the time.
“How dare you harass a palace maid in the Ice Palace!”
Bing Arin quickened her pace, but the crimson tips of her ears suggested she wasn’t truly furious.
I hummed a little tune as I followed her quickly.
I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do, but once I fixed something here, I might build a good relationship with Bing Arin.
In my old world I had been a loser; here I might become the devoted husband of two beautiful young ladies?
This was life reversal.
With infinite gratitude to the universe’s strongest, only, devoted goddess Aphrodite, I stood before a massive door.
At the sight of the gem-encrusted door, I grinned.
Even if it was cold, I was about to become the husband of the Ice Palace’s richest master—
A clear female voice rang out from somewhere.
“Cold Flower Sword Bing Arin, the palace maid, and the future husband of the Ice Palace!”
I was stunned.
The pace was too fast. Already the husband? I hadn’t even done anything yet!
Before I could speak, the door swung open.
The grand banquet hall was packed with beautiful women. Far at the back sat an even more stunning beauty in the highest seat—Bing Arin’s exact double.
Now that I thought about it, something was off.
Why were there only women here? Where were the men?
“What are you doing?! Come here!”
Before I could process anything, Bing Arin yanked me forward.
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“Um… so, I need to impregnate your two daughters? Did I understand correctly?”
“That is correct. The more the better. The most important part is impregnating both, but if others later want it, there is no limit.”
My head spun.
So I was the stud, not the husband. Got it.
Of course. The very first offer I heard upon arriving was sisters’ leftover rice. The world really did exceed my wildest dreams.
“This North Sea Ice Palace is the source of all yin energy in the world. It sends that yin downward. That is why even the greatest male martial artists in the Central Plains cannot last three months. Therefore, when a man comes to our palace, every door opens wide. It is for the sole purpose of preserving the Ice Palace.”
I barely stopped myself from asking whether the Empress herself would be here.
She wouldn’t kill a precious man, but what if I was locked away and used only as a stud?
“However, looking at your condition, no matter how I think about it, I doubt you could survive against my daughters. Forget about spreading seed—could you even perform the act? With an empty dantian, surviving the North Sea yin energy seems difficult… but there might be something special.”
Bing Seolhwa, the Empress of the North Sea, muttered as if troubled, her expression deep in thought.
Using the stud granted by the goddess carelessly and ruining it would be a disaster, so she was hesitating.
Taking advantage of the moment, I examined the three mother-and-daughter beauties on the raised platform.
First, the Palace Master, Bing Seolhwa, looked like a mature beauty in her late twenties—elegant features carrying the weight of years. The silver hair and exotic face came from her second daughter Bing Arin; the voluptuous figure and soft eyes were clearly inherited from her first daughter Bing Yurin.
Bing Arin had sharper eyes and a taller, cooler, more slender build than her mother, while Bing Yurin had glossy black hair, gentle eyes, and the glamorous, heavy-breasted figure of a doting elder sister.
Honestly, these women looked more like beautiful sisters than mother and daughter. And to top it off, the women lined up on either side of the Palace Master were also stunning.
Just then, Bing Seolhwa tapped her chair armrest.
I cautiously raised my hand.
“Um… I have a request, though it may be improper.”
“Hm? Ah, yes. Speak your mind. As the future husband, you may offer any opinion on the continuation of the bloodline.”
“What if I test the relationship first with other women? Starting with the weakest?”
Since my life as a stud was inevitable, I decided to steel my face from the very beginning.
Earthly morals? What did that even mean? Honestly, even on Earth, a man keeping multiple women wasn’t strange—especially before I was born a hundred years ago!
“I have considered that too. However, your internal and external energy are nonexistent compared to ours. Even sleeping with the weakest among us could be dangerous. If you get excited and expend power incorrectly, your precious body might be crushed by your own energy alone.”
My face paled, and I clamped my mouth shut.
That’s right. Martial artists transcend human flesh. Pressure levels would be different.
But I didn’t want to live like a cheap stud in a world overflowing with beauties. It would take ages to learn martial arts!
At that moment, a breeding instinct stronger than fear struck my head, and one idea formed.
“Is there no woman who can perfectly control her internal and external energy?”
“What?”
“By slowly increasing the amount of energy you absorb, I can find out how long I can endure. I can’t wait until you finish teaching me martial arts. Nor can you.”
“But… no one can control her internal energy that perfectly… we have all left the room… so right now… I’m the only one….”
Bing Seolhwa’s face turned red—fitting for the Empress’s title—and she trailed off.
So I blurted out what I had been thinking.
“Actually, that sounds good.”
“Huh?”
“What?”
Everyone turned to me in shock.
Self-loathing filled me—I hated myself for having a brain in my dick—but I pressed on quickly.
“The Palace Master is the highest authority in this matter. If anyone else harms me, she will be in deep trouble. She would gain enemies. However, if a problem arises, the Palace Master can bear responsibility herself. In that sense, it is a good thing—”
I forced my shoulders back and spoke. It sounded like half-baked nonsense, but this was the moment for momentum.
“Well, that isn’t entirely wrong…”
The still-flushed Palace Master agreed.
Of course, no one dared argue with the powerful ruler.
Except, of course, her own daughters.
“M-mother…?”
“Um… no, Palace Master. A-are you serious?”
“Hmph. There is no better way. The palace laws do not forbid it. This mother will thoroughly investigate the goddess’s intention. With heavy responsibility.”
I saw it. For a split second, Bing Seolhwa’s hips shifted.
Bing Arin seemed about to protest the rules, but Bing Seolhwa quickly called for the banquet food.
She Who Blossoms in Eternal Frost