The Path of Radiant Ascension
"I love you…. I love you, Gaga. Ahnn…."
"I love you, Ye-ha."
We held each other tight in a seated embrace, whispering love into one another's ears.
There was no truth in it — every word was a lie. And yet, in this moment of performed affection, it almost felt as though we had truly become lovers.
I doubted the illusion was mine alone. Yeon Ye-ha whispered love through that expressionless face of hers, but her body answered honestly enough. Every time she said she loved me, her pussy clenched and twitched.
The martial art she cultivated made it impossible for her to hold onto any emotion for long. That did not mean she felt nothing. There was always a brief window — the span between the birth of a feeling and the moment the Heart-Severing Demonic Sword snuffed it out — and in that window, Yeon Ye-ha could feel.
Of course, I never expected something like this to make her fall in love with me. Still, watching her body react like this, I couldn't call the whole exercise meaningless.
The Heart-Severing Demonic Sword does most of the work for me. Even her hatred for me gets wiped clean.
Slap. Slap-slap. Slap.
Our hips met again and again. My cock made its presence known deep inside her, and Yeon Ye-ha gripped my shoulders, rolling her waist up and down in long, deliberate strokes. Each time she rose, my shaft emerged slick and glistening.
She lifted herself until the head of my cock caught just barely against her inner lips — then dropped in a single motion, swallowing me whole.
She worked her hips exactly the way I had taught her, diligent and thorough.
"I love… I love you. Ah—"
I hadn't even used Erogenous Amplification, and still she came faster than usual. Her body trembled in fine shivers as she sprayed against me. Spurt. Spurt. The little water-gun jets from her pussy never stopped being entertaining.
I tightened my arms around her and kissed her. I didn't thrust hard. I kept my body still so she could feel every inch of me resting inside her.
The kiss was satisfying too. When my tongue moved, hers answered. When I fed her saliva, she swallowed it as though that were the only natural thing to do.
Not a flicker of change crossed her face, and yet she responded to everything I did. It was adorable. It was also incredibly hot.
I wonder what her eyes look like right now.
The urge to tear off Yeon Ye-ha's blindfold surged through me. I couldn't. Doing that would end this arrangement for good.
My goal was to break Yeon Ye-ha with pleasure — to make it so that even if she learned who I really was, she would be unable to kill me.
I knew how hard that would be. She couldn't hold onto any emotion for long.
But memory is different. Memory she can keep. I have to burn the memory of this pleasure deep into her.
I kissed her in silence for a while longer, then drew my face away. A sticky, translucent string of saliva stretched between our lips. Yeon Ye-ha parted her mouth without thinking and let her tongue slip out — as if mourning the departure of mine.
"I love you, Ye-ha."
"……."
She seemed to snap back to herself and reeled her tongue back in.
"No answer?"
"……I don't understand. Is there any meaning in this?"
"There is for me."
"……I love you, Gaga."
I decided to change positions. Without pulling out, I laid Yeon Ye-ha down on the bed — missionary. She lay beneath me, still expressionless, still speaking of love.
"I love you. Yes. I am in love with you."
I licked her body. From the pale column of her throat down to the smooth hollow of her armpit, then to a nipple standing stiff and pink. There wasn't a single place on her that failed to arouse me.
I kneaded her breasts as I rolled my hips in a slow, unhurried rhythm. Ordinarily I fucked her hard and fast, but today I intended to take my time. I wanted to give her an orgasm deeper than anything she was used to.
My thick cock dragged slowly in and out of her. Each withdrawal left a sheen of her juices along the shaft. I scraped the head of my cock deliberately against her inner walls, thick and sticky.
"Hah— hah— hhk…."
After thirty minutes and three climaxes, Yeon Ye-ha was gasping for breath. She seemed to like the deeper, slower orgasms better than the usual kind.
I looked down at her. Her legs were splayed wide like a frog's. Both arms rested above her head, baring her armpits and those full, heavy breasts. The narrowness of her waist only made her chest and hips look more beautiful by contrast.
Lower, between her thighs, everything was a mess. Her completely bare mound gleamed, soaked through with her own fluids, and her clit stood swollen to its absolute limit — practically screaming to be touched.
I rubbed it with my thumb. The reaction was instant. Yeon Ye-ha's hips bucked up and down, and her pussy clamped down hard around me.
"I'm going to come."
"……."
"I taught you what to say when I tell you I'm coming."
"…Please fill my pussy with your hot cum."
"And?"
"……I love you, Gaga."
I started to come. This was my first ejaculation of the session, and after holding it in for so long, there was a lot of it. Ten seconds passed and my cock still hadn't stopped pumping.
"Hhk— hnnnngh…!"
Maybe it was the way I was working her clit. Yeon Ye-ha came again, and this one was massive. I took my hand off her clit and simply watched her body.
Slap-slap. She thrashed as if in a seizure. The admirable part was that she made no attempt to pull away from me. Then again, she already knew I would never allow it.
Her convulsions only settled after I finished coming — and even then, "settled" was generous. Pleasure had pickled her so thoroughly that she briefly lost her grip on consciousness. That instantaneous explosion of orgasm had been more than even the Heart-Severing Demonic Sword could handle.
Yeon Ye-ha's tongue lolled out as she sprayed again — and then she wet herself. A thin stream of piss ran over my abs. I didn't pull away. I had no intention of taking my cock out of her pussy over something this minor. Besides, a woman losing control of her bladder was nothing new to me. Push a woman past her limit and most of them end up pissing themselves.
When the stream finally stopped, I lowered my upper body and covered hers — not crushing her so much as holding her. It felt remarkably good.
"Yeon Ye-ha. You're mine."
"…I am not your property."
"You know that's not what I meant. Yeon Ye-ha. Right now, you are my lover."
"…Yes. Gaga. I love you."
I kissed her. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and let saliva spill across it. Whether she wanted to or not, Yeon Ye-ha would remember my scent and my taste.
Time passed. The afterglow faded, and arousal returned.
I moved my hips slowly again, the same way as before — but the sensation was entirely different. Her pussy was full of my cum. I stirred the inside of her with my cock, using it like a rod to paint her walls with semen.
"Hah— hahk…. Half a shichen…. Half a shichen has passed."
"Ah. Has it been that long already?"
I spoke without pulling out of her.
"Ask your question."
"…During the Baeksan War, do you know what the Head of Ipmaso said to me?"
I didn't.
I hadn't been there. How the hell would I know? I hid my confusion and answered as if it were nothing.
"Of course I know. The Head of Ipmaso said your ass was incredible."
"……He told me not to press the Baeksan Jin Family too hard."
"Either way, I answered your question."
"…Yes."
I started moving my hips again.
"Anh…. I love you, Gaga… haah."
Things had proceeded according to plan.
At least from my point of view, they had.
The appearance of the Returning Heavenly Demon had been unexpected — but looked at another way, meeting him now was fortunate. The difference between knowing something and not knowing it was considerable. Far better to learn of his existence now than take a knife in the back later.
The Returning Heavenly Demon. That bastard gave up on the White Yang Flower. A full week has passed and he still hasn't shown himself — that's proof enough.
I thought of The Heavenly Demon's War of Vengeance. In the original, the Returning Heavenly Demon operated brazenly, crushing every enemy who appeared before him with satisfying ease. But the Returning Heavenly Demon of this world was careful about revealing himself. There was a reason he couldn't afford to be seen.
He abandoned the White Yang Flower. This world has plenty of other outstanding spirit medicines besides that one.
Having regressed, he would have information on those other medicines as well.
He probably knows more than I do. He is a regressor, after all.
This was a world of immortal cultivation.
Ascend far enough and your lifespan stretched into centuries. The Returning Heavenly Demon likely carried future knowledge spanning hundreds of years at minimum.
Maybe even a thousand or more. Put that way, he really is a dangerous bastard.
I set the problem of the Returning Heavenly Demon aside for now.
I was satisfied with having claimed the White Yang Flower and hindered Cheon Yu-un's growth. Yeon Ye-ha had grown stronger than expected, but I didn't think it would become a serious problem.
Time to leave. I should start wrapping things up.
I rose from my seat and went outside. I intended to dissolve the Doyang Sect and move on. Someone else would fill the vacuum soon enough. That was simply how the Black Path worked.
I pointed at two men nearby. They startled and dropped into a full prostration.
"I am issuing a summons. Every member of the Doyang Sect is to assemble at the training grounds within half a shichen. I have something important to say."
"Yes, Sect Master! We receive your command!"
They answered sharply and bolted outside. Killing one of the disciples three days ago as an example had been worth it. They no longer dared ignore me, and they obeyed this cleanly.
After that, I spent some time pressed up against the courtesans, and arrived at the training grounds a little later than promised.
Every member of the Doyang Sect was waiting for me, tense and silent.
"Sect Master! You have arrived!"
They all bowed as one. Not a bad feeling. I nodded and sat in the chair prepared for me in advance.
"Dragging things out isn't my style, so I'll be direct. As of today, the Doyang Sect is dissolved."
"……."
Every pair of eyes fixed on me in shock.
Fair enough. I had been Sect Master for less than ten days.
"W-what are you saying all of a sudden?!"
The Vice Sect Master shouted as if he were having a fit. I looked at him with indifferent eyes.
"It occurred to me that leading the Doyang Sect isn't going to do me any good. I am returning to the martial world."
"Are you joking right now?! Is that all the Doyang Sect is worth to you, Sect Master?!"
"I'll ask you the reverse. What value does a sect like this even have? Your only income comes from shaking down brothels and inns. You watch the Baeksan Jin Family's face for cues, and a single breath from the Heavenly Demon Cult or the Heaven's Righteous Alliance could erase you without a trace. Aren't you sick of it?"
"…This is how we live. We are satisfied with our lives as they are!"
"Vice Sect Master. That is only your opinion. Look around you."