Chapter 498: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual(Revised)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 498: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual(Revised)[R-18]
Every night, I lost track of time as I violated the mother and daughter in turn. Both of their wombs were slick with my semen, and a few days ago, they even became pregnant.
“Hmm, it can’t be helped.”
I gave the buttocks of the unconscious mother and daughter, sprawled on the floor, one last squeeze before getting up nonchalantly.
Soon, their bellies would begin to swell noticeably. And then… the whole truth would be revealed.
I had to strike first.
Eliminate the head of the Namgung Clan and install Namgung Hyeok in his place.
I took an earring out of my inventory. My appearance changed to that of a man with black hair, deep-set wrinkles, and murky eyes.
I covered my face with a black mask and attached the mark of the Honcheonhoe to the inside of my left shoulder. My plan was to frame them for this.
“Shall we begin?”
Erasing my presence completely, I moved along the outskirts of the Namgung Clan's estate.
The family head always spends his nights in the annex of the western pavilion.
‘He's a weakling who hasn't even reached the Transformation Realm. Taking care of him won't be difficult.’
I silently scaled the wall and slipped over the rampart. Beyond the quiet courtyard, the faint light of a lantern scattered across the ground. I slid across the ground like a shadow and pressed myself flat against the wall beneath a window.
‘Ten martial artists on guard. All of them are trash.’
My fingertips slowly pushed the window open a crack. The faint scent of incense drifted out, along with Namgung Tae's even breathing.
He was half-naked, sleeping with a young handmaiden in his arms. His face was flushed red with alcohol, and one of his hands was clutching the servant's breast.
I didn't bother to hide my presence.
I entered the room silently and immediately plunged my blade into the man's chest.
-Shunk.
“Kuh, ughh…!”
Namgung Tae's body convulsed before he even had a chance to cough up blood.
“Ugh… hmm…? M-My lord? Aaaah!!”
The handmaiden beside him rubbed her eyes, then screamed as she saw me and the corpse at the same time.
In that instant, footsteps rushed toward the room from outside.
“My lord?!”
“An assassin!!!”
The door burst open, and the ten martial artists guarding the room rushed in with their swords drawn. But I moved faster. I lightly pressed a small metal device hidden on my left wrist.
The miniature recorder I'd brought from my world activated. A bizarre voice instantly echoed through the room.
[In the name of the Honcheonhoe... I have come to take the soul of Namgung Tae, head of the Namgung Clan.]
“The Honcheonhoe?!”
The martial artists fell into confusion, and I used that opening to leap out the window.
A few of the men who saw me outside the window shouted after me.
“It's the Honcheonhoe!! They killed the family head and are getting away!!”
“After them!! Don't let the assassin escape!!”
An alarm shattered the night's silence, ringing throughout the Namgung estate.
I deliberately revealed myself a few more times, even setting fires in several places.
*
The Namgung Clan was in utter pandemonium. The Honcheonhoe's attack during the night, and the death of their leader.
With the pinnacle of their power gone in a single day, the clan was thrown into chaos. Since the young lord, Namgung Hyeok, was not present, his mother, Son Hye-ran, had temporarily taken charge of managing the clan's affairs.
And for several days, Son Hye-ran brought women to me as “gifts.”
Daughters from the collateral branches of the Namgung family.
-Squelch, squelch, squelch!
“Ahhn~♡ Your cock… it's so big♡ Haaaah…♡”
“Hngh… Please, cum inside me… your seed, Master… deep inside my womb…♡”
“Haahng…! You just… stabbed… the inside of my belly♡”
As I gripped the waist of one of the collateral daughters and thrust deep inside her, her eyes rolled back and she collapsed. Next to her, the wife of a martial artist trembled as she looked at me.
“P-Please… I was just married recently. So…!”
“Hehe, all the better. Bear my child instead of your husband's!”
I grabbed the woman by her hair and slammed my hips into her.
-Slap! Thwack! Thwack!
“Hiiieek…!”
Her womb filled with semen, the woman fainted on the spot.
Several days passed like this, with me enjoying myself by fucking women every day. Finally, Namgung Hyeok returned.
Hwa Yeon-seol stood silently by his side.
Dressed neatly in a white robe, Namgung Hyeok passed slowly through the main gate, a deep sense of loss in his eyes.
Son Hye-ran was waiting in the courtyard. I stood beside her, head bowed, dressed in the modest attire of a handmaiden. No one noticed my disguise as a woman.
“Mother…”
“Hyeok, you're here…”
Namgung Hyeok carefully approached and embraced his mother. But Son Hye-ran's expression remained stiff, and she didn't return the hug. She patted his back briefly before averting her gaze and speaking.
“The family head… has passed away.”
“……”
At those words, Namgung Hyeok squeezed his eyes shut. His lips trembled, and his hands, clenched into fists, were shaking slightly.
“The dead cannot speak. Now, the living must carry on their will.”
Namgung Hyeok bit his lip at his mother's words. Then, he quietly and lowly refuted her.
“……The funeral isn't even over yet. The matter of succeeding the clan… I will discuss it after paying my final respects to my father.”
“You are right. Then, let's finish the funeral first.”
“Yes…”
Namgung Hyeok gave a short bow and turned away.
*
While Namgung Tae's funeral was being held, the entire Anhui region was turned upside down.
The Namgung Clan, vowing to catch the Honcheonhoe assassin, conducted a reckless, indiscriminate search, regardless of sect.
In the midst of it all, Namgung Hyeok was officially appointed as the new family head.
The bastard had yet to reveal his true nature, perfectly playing the part of a son restoring order to the clan and carrying out his father's revenge.
That afternoon.
Namgung So-ha entered my room, her expression heavy.
“Haaa…”
I asked quietly, “What's wrong?”
“It's about the marriage. As I expected, that bastard… he seems to want to send me to that pig of a merchant lord.”
“Well, we knew that would happen.”
“Tsk. It's so frustrating.”
She glanced at me for a moment before speaking.
“But… Master. Am I really going through with this wedding…? Are you serious?”
I let out a small laugh and nodded.
“Yeah. Something very interesting is going to happen that day.”
“…What kind of prank are you planning this time?”
“It's a secret.”
Namgung So-ha sighed and buried herself in my arms.
“Sigh… If I really end up getting married, I'm going to spread a rumor across the entire Central Plains that you got both my mother and me pregnant.”
I laughed and replied, “Don't worry. I'll end it all before that happens.”
“…I'll trust you.”
She closed her eyes, brought her lips to my neck, and whispered.
“By the way… why do you still have a cock down there when you look like a woman?”
Her hand naturally moved down over my pants, rubbing me gently as she let out a hot breath.
“Hey, I only changed my face and body shape.”
“Should we do it while you look like this?”
“If you want.”
That night, we were entangled on the bed for a long time. She clung to me, begging again and again.
“Ahhn…♡”
*
I slipped out of the Namgung estate. I had to finish all my preparations before Namgung So-ha's wedding day.
Tucked in my clothes were two luxurious letters stamped with the imperial seal. One was from Ju Yeon-hwa, the other from Ju Cheong-un.
In a quiet back alley, a man in a wide-brimmed hat sat in the corner of a shabby inn, quietly sipping his drink.
When I sat down in front of him, he spoke in a low voice.
“You are Jin Seo-yun?”
I nodded.
“I am.”
“A pleasure. His Highness the Prince ordered me to assist you. My name is Geum-hyeong.”
He introduced himself as he smoothly poured me a cup of alcohol.
I accepted the cup carefully and said, “I am just an ordinary martial artist, Jin Seo-yun.”
Geum-hyeong laughed out loud.
“Haha. His Highness the Prince would not concern himself with an ordinary martial artist. The very fact that I am here is proof that you are anything but ordinary.”
He drained his cup and slowly took something from his robes. A sealed package, finely wrapped in golden silk.
“This is a gift from His Highness. I trust you understand why the Prince, who has been away for so long… went to such lengths to obtain this for you.”
I accepted it silently. The silk felt soft and warm. The seal, embroidered with gold thread, was stamped with the mark of the imperial family.
‘…This is.’
“I will not formally relay the contents. That is for you to confirm yourself. However—”
He paused, then said in a heavy voice, “From now on, you are no longer a simple martial artist. You have become a ‘sword’ that moves in the name of His Highness the Prince.”
“…I express my gratitude for His Highness's profound intentions.”
Geum-hyeong smiled, tipping his cup lightly.
“Good. More importantly…”
Geum-hyeong immediately changed the subject.
“I wish to know exactly what it is you require of me.”
I nodded as if I had been waiting for this and said, “In a few days, a daughter of the Namgung Clan is to be married. I want you to eliminate the man who is to be her husband.”
“The Namgung Clan, you say….”
Geum-hyeong raised an eyebrow slightly.
“…That would be Gu Hyeong-cheon, the lord of the Geumhwa Merchant Guild. A bigger fish than I expected.”
“Is it possible?”
He was silent for a moment. Setting down his cup, he said quietly, “It will not be easy. Gu Hyeong-cheon is no simple merchant lord. It is not yet public knowledge, but his sister, Gu Cheong-a, is a woman who has recently gained the favor of His Majesty the Emperor. I trust I don't need to explain what would happen if you were to touch him carelessly.”
I narrowed my eyes. I hadn't realized the bastard had connections that high up.
“And it's not just Gu Cheong-a,” Geum-hyeong continued, slowly setting down his cup. “Behind Gu Hyeong-cheon are the nobles who shake the imperial court—the descendants of the so-called meritorious families. Some of them are taking bribes from him.”
“…So he's difficult to touch.”
For a moment, I felt my plan going awry. Just as I was mentally calculating how to adjust, Geum-hyeong set down his cup and spoke again.
“However… the situation has changed a little recently.”
He looked at me meaningfully and continued.
“I don't know how much you know of the imperial family's affairs, but among the three princes, His Highness Ju Cheong-un was originally the furthest from the throne. But recently, his movements have changed. He pushed aside the second prince and turned the tables. I don't know what the Guardian Commander was doing abroad, but she has returned as a warrior that no one dares to oppose… and with her backing, the Prince's position has grown incomparably stronger.”
‘Seo-rin.’
It seemed she was making quite a stir after returning to the imperial palace. Our Yin-Yang Unity had instantly raised her internal energy, and she had even achieved enlightenment and broken through to a new realm right before she left. She must have become a monster that no one in the palace can stop by now.
“So, to conclude, are you saying you can take care of him?”
Geum-hyeong drained his cup and nodded.
“It is possible, provided we have concrete evidence to bring him down.”