Chapter 607: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (152)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 607: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (152)
“Wait…! Do you really think that’s possible?!”
“It’s not exactly impossible. You’ve felt for yourself how strong I am.”
“That’s…”
Ak So-cheong couldn’t finish her sentence, her head hanging low. It seemed she had much to say, but the words were caught in her throat.
“You’re worried about your family, aren’t you? Worried you won’t get the support you were promised?”
“…Yes. If you ruin the Hwangbo Clan… all the support the Ak Clan was supposed to receive will be for nothing. I was sold here for the sake of my family…”
“Then how about we make a deal?”
“A… a deal…?”
“That’s right. Swear to live as my woman for the rest of your life and to obey my every command… and I will make the Ak Clan a family that commands the world.”
Ak So-cheong’s eyes wavered violently.
“…Is that… really possible?”
“It is. You saw it yourself. How I toyed with those Hwangbo bastards. And what my abilities are like.”
I lifted her chin as she hesitated.
“You can refuse if you want.”
“…I, I…”
Ak So-cheong clenched her fists, her body trembling. She was clearly torn, unsure whether to believe the lecher’s words.
“Don’t hesitate. Your body can’t live without me anymore, can it?”
I lightly touched her thigh. In that instant, Ak So-cheong’s body shivered.
“I’ll… accept the deal. But you have to promise me one thing.”
“What promise?”
“That you will… never abandon the Ak Clan. That you will protect me and my family, no matter what.”
“Fine. In return, you’ll have to live as my bitch for the rest of your life. You’re prepared to accept that, aren’t you?”
“…Yes.”
“Then, stick out your tongue.”
“…What…?”
“So we can kiss. Stick out your tongue.”
“Ah…”
Ak So-cheong blushed and timidly extended the tip of her tongue.
I pulled her body close until we were inches apart. I caught her proffered, rosy tongue in my mouth and sucked on it fiercely.
“Mmph… Hmph…! Schlick… Sluuurp…!”
Tongues tangled in a deep, rich kiss that was almost suffocating.
“Hah… Smooch… Slurp… Chup…♡”
Finally, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck. Our lips pressed deeper, our tongues intertwining greedily.
*
The wedding ceremony, which turned out to be far grander than expected, drew massive crowds to the Hwangbo Clan estate. Red silk was laid out from the main gate, and ornate lanterns were hung in rows, reminiscent of a feudal lord’s ceremony.
Hwangbo Cheon, as if to display his family’s might, was personally greeting the distinguished guests arriving from the Five Great Clans and the Nine Great Sects and Eight Great Clans.
“Welcome, everyone!”
“Hmph, Clan Head Hwang. Congratulations.”
The Taesan Sect Leader entered, offering his greetings. But while his words were congratulatory, his expression was stiff. The rumors of Hwangbo Sam’s evil deeds had already spread throughout the Murim.
Following him, the Taoist from the Mount Hua Sect, the monk from Shaolin, and even the Beggars' Sect arrived one after another. They too offered perfunctory congratulations, but they couldn’t hide the discomfort in their eyes.
Hwangbo Cheon responded with a serene smile, unfazed by their reactions. His expression didn’t waver in the slightest.
‘Hmph, it doesn’t matter if they give me sour looks now. Soon enough… when they witness Sam’s power for themselves, they won’t dare open their mouths.’
A long-held ambition burned in his chest.
‘Sam is young. …The next to be hailed as the world’s greatest will surely be our Sam. The Hwangbo Clan’s long-cherished dream, the great conquest that no one has ever achieved… it’s finally within reach.’
A cold glint flashed in Hwangbo Cheon’s eyes.
“Hahaha, today is a joyous occasion, so please, everyone, enjoy yourselves.”
But the atmosphere in the hall was anything but bright. Inwardly, everyone was swallowing their doubts and complaints, thinking, ‘To think that philandering scoundrel is the Young Lord…’
Meanwhile, the area in front of the bride’s waiting room was under tight security. A Qi barrier was cast, preventing anyone from entering, and the handmaiden So-hwa stood guard at the door, her eyes gleaming coldly.
Inside, Ak So-cheong, dressed in her pure bridal gown, was in a completely contradictory, lewd position with her hips pushed out.
- Squish! Squish! Squish!
“Ahhk♡ Ahng♡ Aahng♡ Nnghiik…♡”
Beads of hot sweat formed on the bride’s elegant attire, and the movement of his cock plunging in and out between the folds of her pussy was laid bare.
Below them, Du Seol was crouched down, greedily sucking on his cock and dangling balls.
“Darling… slurp♡ It’s almost time… to get the bride properly ready♡”
At Du Seol’s coquettish voice, I gave a wicked smile and thrust my hips deeper.
“Just let me cum one more time.”
- Squish! Squish! Squish!
“Heek♡ Aah…! Hiiit♡”
Amidst her endless moans, her pussy contracted wildly, taking in my cock. As the moment of release approached, I pushed my hips in as deep as they could go.
“Good… I’m cumming.”
- Spurt! Spurt!
Thick semen shot deep into her womb. The whites of Ak So-cheong’s eyes rolled back, and her whole body trembled in a violent convulsion.
“Du Seol, get her ready and come out.”
“Yes, darling♡”
Leaving the two women behind, I changed my face to Hwangbo Sam’s and left the room.
I leisurely made my way to the main hall where Hwangbo Cheon was. The distinguished guests sent from the various clans and sects had already gathered there.
“You’re here.”
Hwangbo Cheon looked pleased. He was greeting each guest personally, flaunting the power of the Hwangbo Clan.
I nodded and surveyed the crowd. I saw the Taesan Sect, the Mount Hua Sect, the Shaolin monk, and the Beggars' Sect. All of them wore polite smiles, but I could clearly see the wariness and discomfort beneath the surface.
“Pay your respects. These people have come a long way to celebrate your wedding.”
“Yes, Father.”
I deliberately let a cocky smile play on my lips and gave a mere nod of my head.
“Thank you for coming all this way.”
The Taesan Sect Leader’s brow furrowed slightly, but he couldn’t say anything outright. The Shaolin monk simply rolled the prayer beads in his fingers, ignoring me.
Hwangbo Cheon raised his cup high and laughed heartily.
“Hahaha! Today is my eldest son’s big day! Please, eat and drink to your heart’s content!”
As his booming voice filled the hall, the assembled guests raised their cups with forced smiles. The atmosphere was convivial on the surface, but everyone’s true feelings were different.
Finally, a signal announced that all preparations for the ceremony were complete. Drums and flutes began to play, and all eyes in the hall turned to one spot. The wedding had begun.
Ak So-cheong, beautifully dressed in a red wedding gown, walked out slowly, supported by her handmaidens. Her face was hidden by a veil, but a hint of subtle excitement seemed to show through. With every step she took, the gazes of those around her followed. Everyone was focused on the star of the day.
Wearing Hwangbo Sam’s face, I slowly walked forward. As I stood before Ak So-cheong, a smirk escaped my lips.
*
Snow suddenly began to fall from the sky, darkening the heavens. But the wedding proceeded step by step according to the rites. The officiant stepped forward and announced in a booming voice.
“Bride and groom, bow to Heaven and Earth!”
Hwangbo Cheon watched the scene, unable to hide his satisfied smile. Forced applause and cheers erupted from all corners of the hall. But at that very moment, an elder sitting next to him tilted his head and spoke in a low voice.
“By the way… where is Lady Gamo? I haven’t seen her all day.”
At those words, Hwangbo Cheon’s smile froze. He had been too busy greeting guests to notice. He immediately looked around, but his wife was nowhere to be seen. She had disappeared in the morning, saying she was going to help her daughter-in-law, Ak So-cheong, and hadn’t been seen since.
He was just about to call a servant and order him to find his wife.
- RUUUUMBLE!
A tremor ran through his body, and a chill seized him, rendering him immobile. Simultaneously, the sky darkened in an instant, as if day had turned to night, and darkness enveloped the ceremony grounds. A fierce wind whipped around, tearing through the draperies and extinguishing the lanterns.
- Click… clack…
As everyone held their breath, the sound of footsteps echoed.
Two women appeared, dressed in attire unlike any seen before.
Their clothes were so lewd they bordered on obscene. But no one could pay attention to their outfits. With each step they took, an overwhelming presence seemed to dominate the space, pressing down on them.
A gentle whirlwind swirled around the woman with teal hair. Wisps of teal spiritual energy, like will-o'-the-wisps, floated in the air, making it hard for onlookers to even breathe properly.
The blonde woman next to her emanated a dazzling aura. Even her smile was as sharp as a blade’s edge, causing the martial artists nearby to instinctively place their hands on their swords.
And in contrast to her grand entrance, the blonde woman’s face turned beet red as she stammered. Her fingertips trembled, and her lips quivered as if she were about to cry.
“…U-uhm… It’s embarrassing, but… I’m the Lecher’s… wife… I’m… Ryeon-i…”
Immediately after, Bi-yeon scanned the crowd, the corners of her mouth lifting in a playful smirk.
“Ta-da~! Here to overwhelm the crowd with my beauty! The world’s number one beauty, Bi-yeon, has arrived!”
She struck a pose that was embarrassing to even look at, completely unfazed. At that moment, a gentle breeze blew, sweeping away the snow that had gathered on the ground. And as if someone had planned it, flower petals scattered from the air, swirling around her.
A brief, heavy silence followed—
“It’s… it’s the Lecher!!!”
At that cry, the hall instantly erupted into chaos.
Hwangbo Cheon’s face contorted, his veins bulging.
“Get the distinguished guests to safety immediately! All warriors of the clan, capture those women!”
Just as the Hwangbo warriors were about to move, Hwangbo Cheon shouted to his side.
“Sam! You take the lead—”
But Hwangbo Sam was not where he was supposed to be. The bride, too, had vanished.
Just then, a warrior cried out in a trembling voice.
“The… The First Young Master…?”
Everyone’s gaze snapped in the same direction.
There—
Ak So-cheong and Hwangbo Cheon’s wife were each held in one arm, standing beside the man who was thought to be Hwangbo Sam.
The hall froze in an instant.
“What… is this…?”
Hwangbo Cheon’s voice trembled, and even the guests from the Nine Great Sects, Eight Great Clans, and the Five Great Clans held their breath.
Then, Hwangbo Sam’s hand slowly rose to his face.
- Shhh…
His skin seemed to distort as the mask that had been Hwangbo Sam’s face was peeled away, revealing the face of a completely different, handsome man with sharp eyes.
The crowd was engulfed in shock.
He twisted his lips into a smirk and placed a pair of black glasses over his eyes.
And then—
“From this moment on…”
A powerful force seemed to be embedded in his resonant voice. The warriors in the crowd were frozen as if their bodies were made of ice, unable to move. Some tried to speak, but their lips wouldn’t even part.
“I will conduct the wedding ceremony for myself and the two women in my arms.”
At his declaration, the two women beside the Lecher simultaneously smiled lewdly and knelt.
They bowed their heads and kissed the top of their master’s feet.
“Master… smooch♡”
“Darling… smooch♡”
Bi-yeon Original
