Chapter 195
Chapter 195
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 195
Chapter Title: Radiant Ascension Path
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After raping the daughter of the Ban Eun Merchant Group's chief steward, I went on to rape the other women in the mansion too. Time constraints meant I couldn't get to all of them—just those with at least a minimum level of beauty.
The chief steward's mansion was one of the largest in the city, so there were plenty of women staying there. Not just maids, but also guests, wives of visiting customers, wives of his subordinates, and so on. Just counting the guests alone put it in the dozens.
"Hey. Time to go."
I tapped the shoulder of Sung Ji-gon, who was still deep in the middle of fucking. He was balls-deep in the wife of one of the chief steward's subordinates—a middle-aged auntie around the same age as the steward's own wife.
"Just a sec. A real quick one...!"
After a few more thrusts, his body shuddered, and he let out a ragged breath as he pulled out.
Before leaving, I took one last look around. More than ten women were scattered here and there, sobbing.
"This isn't gonna cause problems, is it?"
"Why worry now after we've had our fun? If they don't wanna get dumped by their husbands, they'll keep their mouths shut. Let's go."
Sung Ji-gon and I slipped out of the mansion as stealthily as we'd entered and snuck back to the inn.
Once inside the inn, we took off our masks.
My face looked pretty much the same as always. Sung Ji-gon's, on the other hand, had gotten noticeably gaunt compared to before. Unlike me with my exceptional stamina, his was only a cut above average.
While I'd been going nonstop, he'd stop midway to watch me fuck, then start up again.
"Whew. My head's spinning... You're totally fine though, Yu-jin. You've got a huge cock and you're great at sex, but me..."
Unlike me, who ignored post-nut clarity with my superior endurance, he couldn't overcome it.
"It's just how you're built. Don't beat yourself up. Eat some stamina-boosting foods or tonics, and you'll build it up gradually."
"Stamina meds..."
Sung Ji-gon muttered with a serious look. Stamina mattered. It tied into a man's pride and let you indulge one of the big three urges: lust.
I had a few stamina pills, but I had zero intention of sharing with him.
'I've got my own use for them—why give 'em away?'
I didn't really need them now, but who knew about later.
"Yu-jin. You sure this is okay? What if the steward hires ronin to track us down?"
"Quit being such a pussy. I told you it's fine. Why worry after we've had our fun? You saying you won't do it again next time?"
"Next time... Hell yeah."
Sung Ji-gon set his jaw with resolve. No doubt about it—this guy was hooked on sex.
???
Our city rampage came to a halt.
Rumors had started circulating in Hunan City about two rapists. They break into houses with women, rape them. One's got a massive dick, the other obsessively targets old ladies. Eerily specific stuff.
"Y-Yu-jin. What do we do? Run? Or maybe turn ourselves in..."
"Turn ourselves in? Get real. People don't know it's us yet. If they did, the guards would've come knocking."
We raped women. Didn't kill them. Women in this world were desperate to hide that they'd been raped. Killing them would've left bodies and triggered a real investigation—too much hassle.
'A few times we did it right in front of their husbands.'
One of those guys might've gotten drunk and blabbed. Or the victims got together, vented, and it leaked.
'Worst part's the info on me. Word about my huge cock is lethal.'
The girls at the brothel called me a sex god for my size and skills. They'd probably thought of me the second they heard the rumors.
Least the "sex god" nickname was still just among the whores.
'Sung Ji-gon should be fine. Outwardly, he's a model martial artist—only I know his tastes.'
Hunting down the rumor source wasn't smart. Snooping around could paint us as the culprits.
"What do we do... What do we do..."
Sung Ji-gon trembled, anxious and jittery. I told the sweaty mess:
"We gotta lay low in the city for a bit. Biggest issue's the servant girls who know our faces. Gotta clamp down on them first. If they hear the rumors and snitch, we're done."
"R-Right. The servants! Shouldn't we kill 'em to cover our tracks?"
"You nuts? Murder in the sect? Dad'll go full throttle. Suspension won't cut it if we're caught."
"Shit. Guess running's the way..."
"Relax. Just keep 'em in line. Rumors die down quick."
Once we leaned on the servants, they'd get the hint. They didn't want their lives ruined either.
"Gotta cut back on sex for a while too."
"...Yeah. Makes sense."
Sung Ji-gon looked uneasy but wistful. The guy's been showing sex addict vibes lately.
'If shit hits the fan, ditch this loser and bolt.'
???
'Herb this week, huh. Pretty average.'
I picked up the herb that appeared before me.
Twelve weeks since coming to this world. Less than ten days for me, thanks to auto-advance.
I got weekly rewards. Random drops—surprisingly fun.
All sorts of stuff: steel ingots, paulownia wood scraps, herbs, silk. Good luck meant elixirs or heavenly jade.
'Just one each... Used the elixir to enhance Radiant Ascension Path. Saving the jade.'
Enhancing jade just improved quality. Useful for crafting, but I was hoarding for system VIP level-up. No point wasting time.
'When's the Fire Lotus Blade Diagram gonna finish?'
I unfurled the Radiant Ascension Path. Light still swirled around the Fire Lotus Blade Diagram.
'Hurry up already.'
I tucked the Radiant Ascension Path away and started my day.
Sung Ji-gon and I met at a restaurant, ate, then headed to an empty lot. No one needed to overhear our talks.
"Yu-jin. Think it's safe now?"
Sung Ji-gon probed slyly. Simple meaning: time to hit the city and rape some women. We'd been stuck in the sect, messing with servants instead.
"Mm. City rumors have died down... Shall we?"
"Tonight then!"
"Nah. Too soon. If rumors flare up right after we go down, people'll suspect us. Play around a few times first. Then ramp up."
"Ah... Gotta be that careful?"
"Yep."
I shook my head at Sung Ji-gon.
The fearful, anxious guy from before was gone. Toying with sect servants without getting caught had made him bolder.
Like needle thief to cow thief, he started eyeing higher-status women. He brought up the chief steward's wife whenever he got the chance.
"You ready for the exam?"
The initiation ceremony in three days. We'd show our skills to the sect elders and get officially recognized.
"Yeah. Hit Initiation Level 4, so it'll be easy."
The guy had talent, alright.
Made sense why the original protagonist envied and resented him.
"Yu-jin, you're Initiation 5, so you'll breeze through. Lucky."
"Probably."
Even if Silver Star Sword skills were lacking, ignoring an Initiation 5 was dumb.
"Which unit you aiming for?"
Units—the sect's martial groups. Over five in Flowing Star Sword Sect. Pass initiation, aspire to one. Whether they accept you was another story.
"Flowing Star Unit."
The sect's top martial group.
"Cool. Me too then."
I nodded. Expected him to follow. Easier to score women that way.
Getting into Flowing Star Unit wasn't hard. We were Sung Go-dan's 37th and 38th sons.
"Why there? The Flowing Star Sword technique?"
The sect's premier sword art—Flowing Star Unit exclusive.
"Nah. Few missions, tons of personal time."
"True. More free time's nice."
"Plus, Flowing Star's got Sung So-jeong—the sect's number one beauty."
"Wait, Sung... what?"
Sung Ji-gon's eyes bulged.
Sung So-jeong: Sung Go-dan's 31st child, firstborn wife and Sung Ji-gon's full blood sister. Half-sister to me.
'Incest? This is a fictional world. No siblings here. Only child.'
Me being the 38th son was just setting.
"Y-You're serious? She's blood kin!"
"Only half for me. You stay away. She's mine."
"Th-This is insane. Filial impiety!"
"Says the guy whose body's honest..."
"Huh? Wh-What's this?!"
Sung Ji-gon followed my gaze down and panicked. His cock was rock-hard, tenting his pants.
This bastard was a bigger perv than I thought.
"St-Still no!"
"Jeez, shut up. I'll let you have our mom. So pipe down."
"...What?"
Sung Ji-gon blinked, uncomprehending.
"This body's mom, Sung Go-dan's seventh concubine. Wang Gi-so. I'll hook you up."
I smirked as I said it.
'Mom? My real mom's running a salon in Gangwon-do.'
Abandoning real mom for a fictional one? That'd be the real madness.
'That bad? Gotta delete the Playful Life app.'
Sung Ji-gon gulped hard. Visible.
I sidled up, threw an arm around him, and whispered sleazily.
"Sung Go-dan... Let's fuck all seventeen of Dad's wives and concubines. You know it—Dad's picky, so they're all beauties."
Sung Go-dan: high standards, lecherous. Ten wives, seven concubines. Latest one just turned twenty—a stunner.
"Still can't betray humanity..."
I checked his cock: max erection.
"Humanity? We ditched that the first rape."
"...!"
Sung Ji-gon's eyes widened.
"Filial crime's done. Acting pure now changes nothing. We're scum already."
"..."
"Might as well go full scum. Don't worry—I'll scum it up with you. You're not alone. Brothers, right?"
"...Yeah. We're irredeemable trash already. But with you, Yu-jin..."
"Sung So-jeong's still mine. Touch her, you're dead."
"O-Okay. Sis is yours. Moms then?"
"Mm. Do what you want with 'em. Claim favorites. But I get a taste of your mom too."
"Fourth mom’s mine."
"...Isn't she like fifty?"
Sung Go-dan's fourth wife. Gerontophile bait—fifties, looked early forties, stunning.
"Yep. Fifty-four this year. Sweetest of the moms."
"...Uh. Sure."
"When we starting? Tonight?"
"No. Can't rape 'em. These aren't ordinary women. Gotta ease in slow."
"...Slow?"
"Tell you later. Training time now. Brothers."