37. Touching the undressed Cheon Hwa-ryeong
37. Touching the undressed Cheon Hwa-ryeong
Cheon Hwa-ryeong found it delightful watching Ryu-o, whose face and neck had turned bright red.
It was like gazing at a luscious fruit fully ripened.
How long had it been since she last felt this kind of pleasure?
No. Thinking about it, she was just having fun whenever she was with that guy.
Why was that... Because he was so handsome?
Or because every single thing he did was completely unpredictable?
It could also be because he dared to be so cheeky toward her...
Or maybe because he was the only resting place that could give her true peace.
Cheon Hwa-ryeong finally realized why she had to win Ryu-o's heart.
She wanted to see Jang Ryu-o calling her 'noona' just like that and following her around.
No, she wanted to possess him.
Everything Cheon Hwa-ryeong needed came to her easily.
Her body, internal energy, talent, money, honor—her life lacked nothing.
She thought such a life would only bring boredom and suffering...
"Puhahaha! Kekeke... Go on, try wiping it off. The energy I used to save your sorry ass isn't something to take lightly."
"Th-that's a bit..."
"Pfft... Keuk..."
"I'm seriously gonna leave?"
She couldn't even remember when she'd lost her ability to laugh.
But why was she having so much fun now?
'Ah... I have to take everything.'
She wanted his eyes filled completely with her, wanted to make him unable to live without her.
She wanted him to soar freely, then come flying back to her arms with a beaming smile.
She wanted him to depend on her so much that without her, he'd be a total idiot who couldn't even think.
In that instant, a brief flash of inspiration crossed Cheon Hwa-ryeong's mind.
'It's not about breaking and snapping it off—I need to transplant the roots. No wonder I didn't get it when I was only looking up.'
Standing atop Heaven (Cheon) and ignoring the Earth (Ji), how could she wield the power of Honwon (Mixing Origin)?
Forgetting the roots and only shooting upward, she had distanced herself from the Five Desires and Seven Emotions she needed to master.
Enchanted by the vastness of the heavens, she had forgotten the essence of Mago, so how could she comprehend the truth?
A clue to her realm—Cheon Hwa-ryeong's expression went blank.
After savoring that floating, otherworldly feeling for a moment, Cheon Hwa-ryeong blinked rapidly.
Snapping back to reality, she saw Ryu-o holding a water-soaked towel and spacing out right in front of her.
"Y-you okay, noona? Does it hurt a lot? It's not because of me, right?"
Hearing that, Cheon Hwa-ryeong couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"Kek... Puhahaha!"
"H-have you gone crazy? Did you overexert yourself?"
"Ahahaha!"
Until now, Cheon Hwa-ryeong had only felt anger (no), sorrow (ae), evil (o), and desire (yok)—now she tasted joy (hui).
The stream of water pouring onto parched earth cooled Cheon Hwa-ryeong's head and infused her body with energy.
What should she do with the guy who gave her this level of enlightenment for her realm...
Even this slight realization energized her, but Cheon Hwa-ryeong didn't get up.
She just kept laughing and looking at Ryu-o.
How could she tie this guy down tight...
'Right.'
"It's a side effect of the Mago."
As if the Heavenly Demon Divine Art would have such bullshit side effects.
Its output might vary with emotions, but getting consumed by those emotions? That's the crap weaklings down there learn.
It was just a matter of energy flow—the divine art was still a divine art.
But...
"Mago... as expected..."
-Gulp!
It was just too fun. Seeing those scared, flustered eyes was pure delight.
Cheon Hwa-ryeong, who always smashed through everything in a straight line, started scheming.
"I used it to save you, so don't hold it against me."
"...How could I? I'm just grateful... But couldn't a potion have worked?"
Of course a potion would've worked.
"Tsk tsk, I restored your damaged Innate True Energy... What unnecessary trouble."
"Th-that bad, huh... Thanks, noona."
Cheon Hwa-ryeong barely held back the laughter bubbling up.
"Tsk, it was my choice. But you're in for quite the ordeal."
"...Is the ordeal from the Mago side effects?"
"Yeah."
"...What am I gonna tell Master-nim..."
If she stole him from Arin...
A thrilling sensation ran down Cheon Hwa-ryeong's spine.
Goosebumps crawled up her scalp, tickling her head and tugging her lips into a smile.
Cheon Hwa-ryeong's calculations were swift.
They lived together... But would Arin know about the Heavenly Demon Divine Art? She'd just get mad thinking it was some ferocious energy.
That woman wouldn't kill her own disciple with her own hands.
And being rational, she'd definitely send him over.
Even if she came bitching to her, it didn't matter.
That bitch wouldn't destroy her disciple's only lifeline.
"Haa... It's such a profound martial art, I can't teach it carelessly..."
"Hmm..."
"No choice. Come find me once a day."
"Wha, once a day?"
Cheon Hwa-ryeong forcibly pulled down the corners of her mouth.
"Tsk tsk, it's the Heavenly Demon Divine Art. The name of the energy inside you."
"Heaven. Demon. Divine. Art? Whoa?"
"...?"
"N-no, wait! Noona, you're the Heavenly Demon?"
"Yeah."
"Urgh..."
The reaction was lukewarm, but whatever.
Looking at Ryu-o with his furrowed brow, Cheon Hwa-ryeong said,
"It depends on your choice. Either go mad, or learn martial arts from me."
Pretending full of conviction. Cheon Hwa-ryeong gave him no escape and pushed.
His response...
"Does that mean... I have to cum nine times?"
Cheon Hwa-ryeong burst out laughing inwardly and said,
"I don't take disciples. Just learn."
"? Then why teach me martial arts..."
"Shut up."
First, she had to tame this perverted bastard.
"Wipe my body."
Never thought I'd end up learning the Heavenly Demon Divine Art in this life.
How the hell am I supposed to explain this to Master-nim? It was utterly daunting.
But the real big problem was...
"The sun's setting."
Cheon Hwa-ryeong was grinning ear to ear, looking utterly shameless.
I'd already been trying so hard not to look at her chest, and now she wanted me to wipe her body.
'Yeah... This is just nursing her back to health. No big deal.'
Pretty cheap price for my life.
I sighed and lightly grabbed Cheon Hwa-ryeong's hand.
Arms first.
-Seuk...
Even with the cold wet towel on her wrist, Cheon Hwa-ryeong didn't flinch.
I wiped off the dried blood.
"Wipe carefully."
...Gotta hold back.
I wiped her arm even more meticulously.
Incredibly soft skin, unbelievable for someone who burst people open.
With a bit of moisture left, it glistened, somehow...
"Kekeke..."
"...Why are you laughing?"
"Wipe the other arm too."
Like she owned the place.
I set down her arm and wiped the other one the same way.
After placing the clean arm down, Cheon Hwa-ryeong nodded toward her chest.
"Wipe my chest too."
I was done questioning it.
I cautiously pressed the cloth to her upper chest.
-Chulleng...
Holy shit... Why do all the women I meet here have such massive tits?
If it were Gongnyeo's size, I'd just wipe a bit and done, but these were so voluptuous, huge surface area.
And when I pressed, they sank in deep—this much, even compared to Master-nim...
"Pfft... What are you thinking?"
"Nothing..."
"Good."
I bent at the waist and wiped Cheon Hwa-ryeong's chest.
Wiped the smooth sides flowing down from her underarms.
Wiped the bloodstains on her firm 11-pack abs.
Wiped her solar plexus...
Now...
"Tsk, lift and wipe."
"What do you mean, noo..."
"My tits."
"..."
I lifted her breasts just a tiny bit... just a tiny...
-Puk...
Whoa... The s-sound... My fingers...
Cheon Hwa-ryeong glanced at my pants for a sec and bit her lip hard.
"Kup..."
'Oh shit.'
I shook my head and wiped under her left breast.
Now the right...
After the mind-melting process on the right too, I let out a sigh.
"Phew... Th-this good now?"
"Between my breasts."
"..."
Of course, Your Majesty.
I wrapped the towel around my hand and stroked down Cheon Hwa-ryeong's cleavage.
Meant to be quick, but bad move.
Because...
-Purung
"...Whoa."
"Puhahahahaha! Heup! Keuk... Pfft..."
...No words.
Pathetic noises leaked out amid the mind-blowing sight.
To hide my embarrassment, I turned my head and said,
"All done! I'm heading out now?"
"Where to."
"Home. Gotta go out and figure out the situation."
"You must be hungry. Go make some food."
"This far! No more."
When I said it firmly, Cheon Hwa-ryeong got serious.
"You planning to starve your lifesaver to death?"
Come to think of it, this woman couldn't move a muscle.
"You really gotta eat..."
"I really do. Who drained all my energy for?"
As a Korean, hearing her say she's starving felt kinda off.
Guess I had no choice but to accept?
I sighed and headed to the kitchen...
"...Where's the kitchen?"
"Out and to the left."
"Straight?"
"Yeah."
Headed to the kitchen. Something must be there.
I whipped up some porridge with jerky and served it to Cheon Hwa-ryeong.
"Noona, seriously, what do you even eat?"
"I... eat out."
"The kitchen only has rice and water..."
"Shut up and feed me."
Now... Now Cheon Hwa-ryeong just seemed pitiful.
Huge house, not a soul around.
Kitchen only had ancient rice, no idea when she bought it.
Lucky it didn't smell, so I made porridge, but what happens when I leave?
"...Open up, noona."
Cheon Hwa-ryeong furrowed her brows.
"You telling me to eat lying down?"
"Cover up something at least... Can't look."
"Too stuffy, hate it."
"Then what do you want..."
"Sit on your lap and feed me."
Patience, she's my lifesaver.
Way better than being kidnapped by some mysterious pink-haired chick.
Just finish this and go to Master-nim...
"Hurry."
I squeezed my eyes shut and slipped my hand between her underarms.
-Swuk...
Maybe my increased strength? Wasn't too hard...
-Kkuuk...
With Cheon Hwa-ryeong on my lap, her huge ass pressed down, delivering violent sensations.
She leaned back against me, her scent hitting my nose hard.
Expected sticky blood smell, but sweet, thrilling flesh scent wafted over...
-Beolteok! Tok! Kkuuk...
"...??? What the... Haa? Not uncomfortable?"
I'm seriously losing my mind.
As my face flushed and I stammered, Cheon Hwa-ryeong's eyes flickered dangerously for a moment.
Then back to normal.
Staring at me blankly.
"Perverted bastard. Gonna pounce now that you're a man? Can't move, so you'll just take it helplessly."
Crazy, no defense. This is straight-up sexual harassment.
"That's not..."
"Make excuses."
"Guys can't help it with even tiny stimulation."
"First time hearing that."
"Agh! Put some clothes on at least!"
Cheon Hwa-ryeong licked her lips once and smirked.
-Chwup...
"???"
"F-fine. Just feed me."
"Yeah..."
Embarrassing, but seeing her not give a shit, I tilted my head.
Well, she's always had low reactions anyway.
And so, erection raging, I started feeding her.
Insane situation... Am I the only embarrassed one?
"Mmm... Not bad."
"..."
Cheon Hwa-ryeong, who ate the porridge I scooped silently, spoke.
"...Can't sleep. Bring some booze."
"Booze is forbidden for patients."
"Not some weak-ass realm. Hurry."
"No booze in the kitchen, and I don't have... Ah..."
Suddenly remembered the Wonhongju I bought for Master-nim.
Extra bottle from last time.
Seeing my face, Cheon Hwa-ryeong smirked.
"Bring it out."
Demon. How'd she know without me saying?
I shook my head and said,
"No way, this is for Master-nim."
Suddenly, her thighs and ass clenched tight.
"Euk...? Noona, you're mo..."
"...Hm? What're you saying. Anyway, just buy another bottle. Grab it on the way or whatever."
"True."
"You know how much the clothes you're wearing cost? Beyond your imagination. Saved your life, cleaned you up, and this is the thanks..."
I shoved porridge into Cheon Hwa-ryeong's suddenly sharp-tongued mouth and pulled out a bottle of Wonhongju.
She glared daggers back, but what could she do? Couldn't even move.
"Haa... Fine."
I chugged the water from the cup, then poured booze.
-Gul-gul-gul
-Chwup...
"? Here, drink."
When I tilted the cup slightly, Cheon Hwa-ryeong bit it with her teeth, lifted, and downed it in one go.
"Gulp! Gulp!"
"Hey, slower!"
"Phew... Haa... Tastes... Ha... Good."
Her somehow sensual breathing nearly pumped more blood downstairs.
"Kuku... Pour another."
Cheon Hwa-ryeong's face much more relaxed now.
I spaced out and poured another glass.
And so she downed booze and porridge...
"Buy the same tomorrow and come."
-Gulp!
"You know how much this costs..."
"Koooo..."
"...Should I smack you once?"
I barely lowered my raised hand.
Life...