Chapter 999
Chapter 999
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 999
Chapter Title: Radiant Ascension Path
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“Aaaahhhhhhh!”
Oh Ji-mu screamed. His arms and legs had been sliced off, waves of agony crashing through him. But that wasn’t why he screamed. It was the profound sense of loss from his limbs vanishing—and the unconscious vision of his own hopeless future flashing before him.
His dantian was intact, but he wasn’t a qi manipulation specialist or a sorcerer wielding strange arts. He was a martial artist. Without legs, he couldn’t execute footwork. Without arms, he couldn’t swing his sword. Oh Ji-mu’s life was over.
“As expected of the Flower Lotus Flying Blade. What a satisfying bite it has.”
Sung Yu-jin looked down at Oh Ji-mu, collapsed in a heap on the ground, and grinned wickedly.
He snapped his fingers a few times. Bursts of qi shot from his fingertips, stabbing into Oh Ji-mu’s shoulders and thighs. The bleeding stopped. His acupoints had been sealed.
Oh Ji-mu’s face turned ashen. Why not just kill him? The answer was obvious with even a moment’s thought.
“P-Please, kill me. I was wrong. Kill me, I beg you!”
He begged for death. Sometimes, life itself could be hell.
“No can do. That’s way too easy. And if you were in my shoes, would you just let this slide?”
There was no way he would. If he had the power for revenge, he’d make it happen somehow—sever limbs, inflict every torture imaginable.
“...What do you want from me...?”
“You already know, idiot. There’s nothing you can do.”
“I-I have elixirs and magic treasures! I’ll give them all to you, great hero!”
“I’d take them anyway. They’re already my spoils of war.”
Sung Yu-jin kicked Oh Ji-mu in the gut. Thud! Thwack! Oh Ji-mu spat up blood. His dantian hadn’t shattered, but his organs were damaged.
Beating me this mercilessly... He has no intention of letting me live...!
Biting his tongue would have to wait. The enemy would expect it, and success was unlikely. The best option was severing his own meridians with qi, but his acupoints were sealed, making it difficult.
“Whew. Seeing you like this eases my mood a bit. Time to collect the spoils first.”
Sung Yu-jin rummaged through Oh Ji-mu’s robes and found the spatial storage box.
A small box the size of his palm. He opened the lid. The inside was pitch black, impossible to see. Schluck. His hand, several times larger than the box, slipped inside effortlessly. The spatial pocket was deep—his forearm vanished up to the elbow.
His hand groped around, feeling the contents by touch. Mostly rations and herbs. No doubt packed with elixirs.
Well, makes sense. No need to gobble them down right away. Better to consume them slowly with the proper method. Plus, I’ll need to bring what I gathered from the Myriad Mist Tower back to the sect.
Sung Yu-jin pocketed the spatial box and turned his gaze to the corpses of Oh Ji-mu’s subordinates. They wouldn’t have as much as him, but probably a few elixirs or treasures each. He walked over and started looting the bodies.
Step, step.
Oh Ji-mu sensed the approaching presence and lifted his head. It was Hwangbo Ga-hye, her smooth naked body draped in tattered clothes. His eyes instinctively went to her chest. Her breasts, marked with bite marks, were enormous, the nipples at their tips so succulent they made his mouth water.
W-Were Ga-hye’s tits always that big?
His gaze drifted lower. A strange tattoo on her lower abdomen, and her hairless pussy—exotic and lewd. If not for the globs of white semen dangling from it, it would’ve been perfect.
Only after taking in her most private areas did his eyes reach her face.
Her expression was cold. Not the face of a woman threatened and violated. But Oh Ji-mu didn’t find it strange. It felt right for the usual Hwangbo Ga-hye.
He felt a familiar ache down below. Even now, seeing her body stirred his lust.
Damn it... If not for that bastard Sung Yu-jin, Hwangbo Ga-hye’s body would’ve been mine!
He wanted to fuck her one last time before dying. But she wouldn’t oblige. Especially not with Sung Yu-jin right there.
Oh Ji-mu mouthed silently to her.
‘Kill... me...’
One syllable at a time, so she’d understand.
‘Kill... me... Kill... me...’
Hwangbo Ga-hye caught his final wish. But she didn’t budge.
‘Kill... me... Kill... me... Kill... me...’
Oh Ji-mu didn’t give up. He was done for anyway. Better to die than live like a pathetic worm.
“Haa.”
Hwangbo Ga-hye sighed and shook her head. Clear refusal. Oh Ji-mu shut his mouth.
Sung Yu-jin approached. As if it were the most natural thing, he groped her breast with one hand, pinching and twisting the fat nipple between thumb and forefinger.
“Hngh.”
Hwangbo Ga-hye’s legs trembled. A drop of semen dangling from her pussy fell to the ground with a plip.
“Oh Ji-mu. Your fiancée’s my fucktoy. Even after you’re dead, she’ll be sucking my cock to survive. Don’t worry. Heh.”
Sung Yu-jin turned to her face and stuck out his tongue. She pressed her lips to it with a smack. Then she started sucking his tongue. Slurp, smack... Embarrassing sounds echoed.
His free hand slipped between her thighs, fondling her pussy. He spread it open and shoved fingers into the hole leaking white fluid. Putting on a blatant show for Oh Ji-mu.
“......”
Oh Ji-mu swallowed hard. He wanted to touch that luscious body. Lust surged, but without limbs, he couldn’t release it.
“Eut, haaah...”
Oh Ji-mu was stunned. Her face was growing sluttier, more depraved. Sung Yu-jin slapped her pussy with his palm.
Smack, smack.
The wet slaps rang out as her mound turned red.
“Ahng! Aaang! I-I’m sorry, Great Hero...! Ang!”
Oh Ji-mu’s eyes bulged. Unbelievably, Hwangbo Ga-hye was moaning in pleasure from the slaps. Flushed cheeks, sweet gasps, the tiniest upturn of her lips. She was enjoying this.
“Insolent bitch. You need regular beatings like this.”
Smack, smack, smack.
His palm kept going. Her labia rubbed raw, clit crushed. The stinging pain turned to pleasure for her.
“Ah, haaaa, aaang!”
Hwangbo Ga-hye let out lewd cries nonstop. She didn’t know when it started, but vulgar moans poured from her mouth. Shame mixed with liberation. Lick. Sung Yu-jin lapped at her nape while kneading her breast. Her nipple throbbed, tugged by his fingers.
“Hngh, cumming... cumming...! Haaaang!”
The storm of pleasure rose from below. She didn’t fight it—pointless. Her body shook. Her brain drowned in ecstasy; she could barely stand.
Sung Yu-jin caught her gently from behind to keep her upright. Her eyes glazed over. His familiar touch, scent, feel.
This was wrong. He was the enemy. Holding her life in his hands. His grip tightened on her left breast. Perfect control—just shy of pain. It felt like he held her heart.
Reason crumbled in the waves of pleasure. She looked up, meeting his eyes. He smiled. Reason shattered.
“Hnnngh, hng!”
Squirt, splurt. Splat.
Clear fluid jetted from her pussy. Not urine. She squirted about eleven times, body convulsing, on the verge of collapse. Without him, she’d have sprawled pathetically.
“......”
Oh Ji-mu wanted to wipe the fluid from his face. Impossible without arms. He thought it was piss. He knew women could squirt, but not like this.
D-Damn it. My dick’s gonna burst...!
His eyes were glued to her. He ached to touch that body. His erection throbbed painfully. Even a little friction would do—anyone, please.
“You just watch from there. Heh.”
Sung Yu-jin hooked her thigh over his arm, lifting it.
“Ahh...?”
His rock-hard cock pressed against her ass. Oh Ji-mu gaped. Was that even human? Monstrous size.
Twitch, twitch.
Her reddened pussy from the slaps quivered nonstop. From the gaping hole, thinned semen mixed with fluids dripped out.
Oh Ji-mu gulped. He glimpsed the wriggling inner walls through the slit. His cock screamed in agony, begging to plunge into that paradise. But that paradise wasn’t his.
Squelch.
Sung Yu-jin’s cock slid into her pussy like it belonged there.
“Haaang!”
Hwangbo Ga-hye reached up, wrapping her arms around his neck for stability. So natural, like it wasn’t her first time.
Sung Yu-jin started thrusting in earnest. Up and down. His thick shaft pistoned in her pussy.
“Aaang! Ang! My belly’s pounding! S-Slower... hng!”
“Shut up. You don’t get a choice.”
“Ughh... Y-Yes... Great Hero... Ang...!”
His cock emerged slick with her juices. The friction turned it to white foam, dripping down his balls.
Jiggle, jiggle. Her massive tits bounced wildly, slapping together.
M-Madness...
Oh Ji-mu stared at her face in horror. Sluttier than any whore. Not a victim—enjoying it.
All that innocent act... Don’t tell me she planned this ambush too...?
Suspicion bloomed. But he couldn’t look away. His erection hurt so much.
Pop.
His cock pulled from her pussy cave. It gaped open, drooling fluids.
“Ahng? W-Why...?”
Regret dripped from her voice. Just a bit more—she’d have cum!
“Don’t get it wrong. I’m not fucking you for your sake. You’re clenching for mine.”
His cock thrust into a hole. Not the pussy. The tight one below, pried open.
“Haaaaang! Not there...! Aaah!”
Her ass, already fucked multiple times like her pussy, took him easily.
“Haak, hauk, aaaang!”
Oh Ji-mu’s jaw dropped. He’d never considered anal.
Crazy bastards... Ass is for shitting, not fucking. Damn. What’s it feel like...?
His cock was killing him. Unbearable. Despite sealed points, his trained muscles worked. He thrashed, flipping over. His erection smacked the ground. Pain twisted his face, but he kept wriggling, rubbing his dick on the dirt.
F-Feels good...!
Oh Ji-mu shuddered. Sticky fluid leaked from below.
“This psycho’s fucking the ground? I’ve humped a tree before, but dirt? You’re nuts.”