Chapter 600
Chapter 600
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 600
Chapter Title: Radiant Ascension Path
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The door swung open, and Seong Ji-gon stepped inside, dragging a woman along with him. She was an elderly lady dressed in fine clothes. The fact that she was awake meant they'd probably fed her an awakening agent.
"M-Mother?!!"
"Son-mo, my boy!"
Things were getting interesting.
Who would've thought Seong Ji-gon would bring Oh Son-mo's mother?
"What the hell? You knew she was that bastard's mom and brought her anyway?"
"Nah, I had no idea. She stood out from the rest—they were all pretty average."
"Well, at least you found one to your taste. Come over here by me."
"Yeah, got it."
Seong Ji-gon trudged over. Oh Son-mo's mother, having grasped the situation, started thrashing and resisting. But there was no way a ordinary woman who hadn't even trained in martial arts could withstand his strength.
"Mother! Uwaaaaaah! You fucking bastards!!!"
"Hic... M-Mother...! Sob."
"L-Let me go, you scoundrels! Son-mo! What the hell is that look on your face! Jo-hee! Stop crying and hold your head high! Crying is exactly what these bastards want!"
The way she shouted without cowering in a situation like this showed she was no ordinary woman. Of course, that wouldn't stop what was about to happen.
Seong Ji-gon came up beside me and started forcibly stripping off Oh Son-mo's mother's clothes.
"Y-You mad bastard! What kind of twisted mind covets a withered old body like this?!"
"You don't get it. That withered body is the best. I can tell just by looking—she must've been a renowned beauty decades ago."
"Son-mo! Son-mo! Your mother's about to be violated! Are you just gonna watch?! Save me! Son-mo!!"
"Your son's a crippled wreck. Can't even move."
"Ah... Aah...!"
In an instant, Seong Ji-gon stripped her completely bare and buried his face between her legs, starting to lick the old woman's pussy.
"Older women don't get wet easily down there. So I'll make it nice and slick with my tongue."
"Ugh... Ugh... Son-mo...!"
No matter how many times I saw it, I couldn't help but be impressed. Seong Ji-gon licked deep into the old woman's pussy with such sticky fervor—he was undoubtedly insane.
"I got so distracted by the unbelievable sight that I lost focus. Jo-hee, let's keep going."
"N-No...!"
"Nothing's off-limits!"
"Haaaaaaaah!"
I thrust my cock deep into her pussy. Just as I'd imagined, it was warm and snug. I grabbed her and started pistoning my hips vigorously. Every time my cock plunged in, her juices leaked out, turning into white foam from the friction against my shaft.
"Honey... don't watch... Honey...! Hah, haaah!"
"Heh. Your voice is getting sweeter already."
I glanced sideways. Seong Ji-gon had flipped the old woman onto her stomach by now, gripping her sagging ass and pounding away.
"Eeeek! Y-You bastard...! Son-mo! Save me! Son-mo!"
"Huff, huff!"
Seong Ji-gon moved his hips relentlessly. He seemed to really like the old lady.
Oh Son-mo, who had been screaming earlier, was now silent. His pale face twisted in utter despair as he stared our way.
His wife and mother being raped right in front of him. Enough to drive anyone mad, but his condition wasn't normal. Both arms severed, internal injuries to boot. Thanks to his External Art at the Entry realm keeping his body resilient, he'd last until morning without treatment—but that was it.
"Just kill me... Kill me instead...!"
"If I wanted you dead, you'd be long gone. You're not our target. These women are."
I laid Wi Jo-hee on the floor and switched to missionary. Her head lolled limply against the ground. She couldn't even open her eyes and kept them squeezed shut.
I buried my face in her breasts. Each thrust made them jiggle, her stiff nipples brushing my face. Unable to resist, I opened my mouth and bit down on one.
"Ha-ut... Ack, aaaah!"
I felt Wi Jo-hee's pussy clench tight around me. She must've climaxed. Gripping her waist, I drove deep and came inside her.
"Wi Jo-hee! Get pregnant with my child right in front of your husband! Hahaha!"
"N-No...! Please, not pregnancy... Hnngh?!"
"Too late!"
"Aaaaaah...!"
Two hours passed like that. My stamina was still going strong, so I'd fucked Wi Jo-hee nonstop, creampieing her at least five times. The floor was soaked with my cum.
I sat on the floor and smacked the ass of Wi Jo-hee, who was riding me.
"What're you doing? Move faster."
"Hic... Y-Yes! Haaang!"
Wi Jo-hee gripped my shoulders with her sweat-drenched body and bounced her hips up and down. The prim wife's face was gone. Now it was distorted in lewd pleasure.
"You're something else. Impressive no matter how many times I see it."
Seong Ji-gon, sprawled beside me, marveled. He'd finished up an hour ago and was resting. The elixir I'd given him earlier had boosted his stamina a bit, but three rounds in a row was still too much.
Even as he admired, he fondled the slack breasts of the old woman lying dazed on the floor.
"Hey. If you've got nothing to do, bring some more women. There were plenty around here earlier."
"Huh? They were all meh. None prettier than the one you're holding."
"Still, there had to be a few decent ones. We're here already—might as well sample them."
"Fair point. I'll take a look."
Seong Ji-gon brought back a few women to my taste—and one to his. A plump lady in her mid-to-late forties. His preferences were as baffling as ever.
"Heh. Nice."
Seong Ji-gon and I passed the time raping the women.
Two more hours later.
The guys knocked out by the sleeping pills started waking up. No surprise—I'd dosed them just right for this.
"Urgh... My head's splitting."
"Gasp! Boss!"
"Y-You insane fucks! Raping women is bad enough, but the boss's wife and mother too?! Who the hell are you?!"
The first ones awake started causing a racket, waking the others one by one. Some were even fiddling with their ropes to escape.
As the place grew noisier, I smirked and raised a finger.
Crackle.
Lightning arced out, electrocuting the guy trying to cut his ropes with a hidden knife. He died without even screaming.
Compared to Oh Son-mo, they were small fry. Entry realm 2-3 at best. Most underlings hadn't even reached Entry.
"Gon. Get ready."
"...Do we have to? What's the point?"
"Real combat versus practice. Fight. Kill. Don't get complacent just 'cause they're weaker."
The reason I'd left them alive.
To give Seong Ji-gon real battle experience. The guy dreamed of being a xiaxia hero, but he wasn't ruthless enough. He wouldn't amount to much later without hardening up. I needed to make him merciless.
Living things grow numb to killing the more they do it.
Seong Ji-gon was still impressionable. Guide him right, and he'd be a great ally.
"Gon. They're just bandits."
I wasn't saying they were weak. They were disposable. Time to ease him into murder with these.
"I know."
Seong Ji-gon cut a bandit's ropes.
"Take up arms. Beat me, and you're free."
"...These worthless shits! Mocking us!"
The bandit roared in fury and bolted—instead of fighting. Clever bastard.
I smacked the dazed Seong Ji-gon's back.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Gonna let him run?"
"...No way!"
Seong Ji-gon unleashed Meteor Sword Sect lightness skill and chased the fleeing bandit.
I clicked my tongue briefly.
I told him not to use Meteor Sword Sect arts when hiding his identity. I get it's the only martial arts he knows...
This world had people who could trace you by martial art traces. Luckily, these bandits didn't recognize Meteor Sword Sect techniques.
Moments later, Seong Ji-gon returned. Blood on his clothes, hyped up.
"Killed him?"
"Dead for sure. Stabbed the back, slit the throat. Oh, some other bandits woke up mid-chase... Dealt with them too."
"Good. Let's keep going."
I kept fucking nonstop, while Seong Ji-gon battled bandits nonstop. He won overwhelmingly. He fought barehanded until danger or decisive moments, then used arts.
Guess I need to get him some new martial arts. Got a few in mind.
Eternal Heaven Style or Demonic Heavenly Art wouldn't suit him. Better teach him this world's arts. Fortuitous encounters could work, but stuff that didn't fit or I didn't need.
Ideally attribute-matched. What's his innate element? Check later.
Seong Ji-gon even took two at once. Minor scratches, but total victory. Less than an hour, and every bandit here was dead. Except one.
Battle-hyped, Seong Ji-gon sought a woman.
"Huff, pant! Sex! I want sex!"
"Then do it. Women everywhere."
Seong Ji-gon scanned around and pounced on Oh Son-mo's mother, wildly thrusting.
"Heuk, huff! My back's breaking. S-Stop! Aaaah!"
"You goddamn bastards...! How long...!"
Helpless Oh Son-mo shed tears.
Then the door burst open. Bandits charged in, led by a sharp-faced man dual-wielding swords. He surveyed the scene and gnashed his teeth.
"Boss! I'm too late!"
"...Mak-sin..."
Hope flickered in Oh Son-mo's eyes.
I stared at the man called Mak-sin.
"A guy like you was in this stronghold? Who are you?"
"Vice-leader of O Yeong Stronghold!"
Mak-sin charged me. Golden aura flowed from him. Same arts as Oh Son-mo.
"Gon. He's about your level. Fight and win. The rest... I'll handle."
"Got it."
Seong Ji-gon exhaled and clashed with Mak-sin.
Moment.
I drew my Fire Lotus Sword and stormed the bandits. Not even Entry realm. Just armed civilians.
One swing decapitated four necks. Lightning made them flee in panic, only to fry on the floor. Unlike encirclement, they were clustered ahead now. Better position for me.
Cleaning them all took under a minute.
Just the vice-leader left. Can Seong Ji-gon win? Close call.
Both fresh, Seong Ji-gon would've won. Trained systematically since childhood—higher proficiency at same realm. But he was fatigued from prior fights. Outcome uncertain.
Watch close. Jump in with Moment right before he dies. Losing him here would suck.
Boom! Crash!
Seong Ji-gon's sword crossed Mak-sin's twins. Mak-sin pressed hard; Seong Ji-gon defended, waiting chances.
Mak-sin grew anxious.
Because of me.
Watching idly—he feared I'd join if prolonged. So he gambled, exposing an opening on purpose. Seong Ji-gon, knowing it, took the bait. Irresistible for the weary.
Seong Ji-gon wins.
Their blades passed without clashing. Seong Ji-gon's pierced Mak-sin's solar plexus; Mak-sin's slashed Seong Ji-gon's gut.
Both collapsed.
Mak-sin died instantly. Seong Ji-gon clung to life, blood and guts spilling from his abdomen.
"...Keurgh... Sorry, Yu-jin. This is it for me..."
"Don't use my real name in disguise. On purpose? Hoping I get fucked too?"
"Uh... Sorry. Slipped out. But the women are far—they probably didn't hear."
"No last words?"
"...Wanted to fuck your mom and mine..."
"Heh. Crazy bastard. Stuff your guts back in."
I doused him with top-grade potion.