The Heavenly Killing Star's Mercy
"If I had severed his head from his neck, a fountain of blood would have sprayed across this entire room. I wanted to hold my precious wife on a bed soaked in his blood like that. To do it over and over until we grew tired of it, and then, if we needed a little special entertainment..." Banya smiled, his eyes curving. "I would lay you down on his stiff corpse and keep going."
"How could you..."
"You look absolutely disgusted. I know you usually have a weak stomach, but I thought we might borrow the strength of the aphrodisiac today. I suppose that was a bit too much after all." Having said this, Banya let out a low sigh. "Ah... Just imagining it makes me ache so much down there that I'm going crazy."
Banya drove himself even deeper inside his wife. Below the waist, the two of them were pressed so tightly together that not a sliver of space remained. Every time he subtly applied pressure and ground against her, Yeongso's inner walls quivered in spasms.
"I'm going to live until my hair turns white, just like those old geezers in the other sects." Banya wrapped his hand around his wife's slender neck and continued, "And I will crave your body until the moment I draw my last breath."
Banya pressed his lips to hers, sliding his hot tongue inside. Yeongso slowly closed her eyes at the pleasure brought by his ruthless, ravaging movements. The hand that had seemed about to strangle her remained resting gently on her neck. Banya could have easily tightened his grip to choke her or snap her neck at any moment, but in this instant, he seemed determined to pour everything into their kiss.
"Mgh..." The moment their kiss—so intense it felt as if their tongues were melting together—ended, Banya began to move his hips. All Yeongso could do was sob, completely unraveled by the pleasure. Just when she thought her body might break from the intensity, a climax washed over her. And before that peak could even subside, a new bud of pleasure bloomed deep inside her.
"Ah, ah! Please, no more... Ah, ahhh!" She had no idea how many times they had to do this before the aphrodisiac's effects would fully fade. Eventually, she couldn't even tell if she was acting this way because of the drug or if she had simply lost all reason from their repeated couplings. By the time her entire body was covered in Banya's marks, Yeongso's consciousness finally snapped. Even if I'm like this because of the aphrodisiac, why isn't my husband showing any signs of slowing down? It was utterly mind-boggling.
"Mmm..." Yeongso lifted her heavy eyelids at the sensation of being touched. Lying beside her, propped up on one elbow, Banya was wringing out a wet cloth. He was naked, and Yeongso was likewise completely bare. She watched weakly as her husband pressed the cloth against her lower body.
"Ah." A soft groan escaped her lips as he touched her slightly swollen flesh. The cloth was warm, having just been wrung out. Banya folded the cloth over and gently pressed it against her once more.
"I spilled so much inside you that it keeps leaking out."
"Ah..."
"I've wiped down everywhere else. Though I'm sure my tidy wife will soak in a bath the moment we return to Cheonsaryeon anyway." He mentioned that, as much as he regretted it, they had to wrap things up here. Apparently, the Heavenly Killing Star was waiting for them at the Annex. Ma Ryun, whom I thought had gone to execute a secret order for the Alliance Leader, is at the Chunyangru Annex? Yeongso's mind snapped awake instantly. She hurriedly tried to gather her clothes and stand up, but she nearly collapsed right on top of her husband.
"What a shame." I almost had the chance to be ravished by you. Banya smiled shamelessly as he got out of bed. Unbelievably, his manhood still stood as proud and imposing as it had before Yeongso passed out. Every time Banya moved to put on his clothes, his thick, veiny shaft bobbed.
We did it so many times, Yeongso thought, quickly averting her eyes. Even beasts aren't like that.
Walking on trembling legs, Yeongso followed Banya down the stairs and out the back door. Crossing an arched bridge over an artificial pond, they reached a high, tiled wall. With stone lanterns that were practically works of art, a gate painted with a dreamy, ethereal landscape, and trees planted to ensure flowers bloomed in every season, the owner of this place had clearly put a great deal of effort into the scenery. If Yeongso hadn't known the truth about this place, she would have surely believed they were heading somewhere wonderful.
Crash! Banya kicked open the beautifully painted door with a single foot. He stepped inside, treading right over the door that had been ripped off its hinges and thrown to the ground. Startled by the loud noise, Yeongso anxiously scanned their surroundings. Even if Hwa Mujin had been dragged off to the magistrate's office, they shouldn't be destroying Chunyangru's property like this. What if they got caught? She worried that members of Jeokhwa Palace or the government soldiers might spot them and give chase.
"Please, come in. I might not be able to strew flowers beneath your feet with every step you take, but I can certainly break down doors for you." When Yeongso still hesitated to move, he added, "There's no one here. All the guests fled when Hwa Mujin was carted off earlier, and as for the Jeokhwa Palace bastards..." Banya curled the corners of his lips upward. "Let's go see for ourselves." His smile was ominous. Come to think of it, they hadn't run into a single soul on their way here. Wasn't this Annex supposed to be Jeokhwa Palace's main source of income? Yet it was dead silent despite all the chaos.
"Don't tell me..." Yeongso hurriedly caught up to Banya, who was walking far ahead. "You didn't order the Heavenly Killing Star to dispose of the Jeokhwa Palace people, did you? Using your subordinate's hands because you couldn't kill them yourself..." Yeongso froze mid-sentence. In the spacious courtyard of the Annex, a mountain of bodies was piled high. And sitting right on top of it was Ma Ryun, casually folding origami. He had folded hundreds of paper flowers while waiting for the Alliance Leader and his wife, blowing them into the air with a puff of breath each time he finished one.
Yeongso gasped in horror, clapping her hands over her mouth. There are too many... way too many. Just how many people is this? Did he kill them all? "Ma Ryun...!" In her sheer shock, she blurted out the name of her husband's right-hand man, a name she had never uttered aloud before. Ma Ryun, who had been handling the paper with a bored expression, locked eyes with Yeongso. Realizing something from her speechless, horrified expression, he threw down his paper and vehemently denied it.
"They are all alive!"
"What do you mean..."
"I swear it's true!" No matter how she looked at it, it was a mountain of corpses. Yet these people were alive?
"As expected of my Heavenly Killing Star," Banya said proudly. "You followed my orders to the letter not to kill a single one." Why on earth are you proud of this? Yeongso stared at her husband in sheer disbelief. Meanwhile, Ma Ryun leaped down from the mountain of bodies and dragged out a man trapped in the middle. The man's face was covered in blood, and his limbs dangled limply, as if the bones below his elbows and knees had been completely shattered. It was a gruesome sight, almost too horrific to look at.
"Renju-buin, see for yourself. He's still breathing. His pulse is weak, but it's there." Though reluctant, Yeongso reached out to check the man's condition. To her astonishment, despite his horrific state, the man was indeed alive. Wait, if that was the case... "Are you saying all these people are actually alive right now?"
"I told you, they are. The Alliance Leader strictly forbade any killing." At this point, master and subordinate exchanged a warm, pleased look. "I put quite a bit of thought into it. As you can see, I broke their bones while making sure not to damage any vital organs. They'll likely live as cripples from now on, but if they get treated quickly, they might be able to save at least one of their limbs."
"No, that's not what I mean..." Yeongso pointed a trembling finger at the towering pile of bodies. "If you stack them like this, even healthy people will die! The weight piles up at the bottom, and they'll be crushed to death...!"
"Ah..." Ma Ryun blinked slowly. "Is that true?" My goodness, look at his face. He genuinely hadn't known. Yeongso immediately squatted down to check the breathing of the person trapped at the very bottom. Perhaps because they were martial artists, a faint breath still lingered.
"I knew the Alliance Leader would be coming here with you soon, and reinforcements from Cheonsaryeon are on their way, so I just piled them out of the way so they wouldn't get in the footpaths..."
"Hurry up and take them down from the top!"
"Ah, right."
"And don't step on their heads!"
"Yes, ma'am." Rubbing the back of his neck, Ma Ryun climbed back up the human mountain and began pulling down the battered Jeokhwa Palace disciples, three or four at a time. Fortunately, he seemed to have enough sense to know he shouldn't just kick them down to the ground.