Chapter 608: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (153)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 608: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (153)
A smirk escaped my lips as I watched the members of the Orthodox Faction, crushed by my overwhelming presence. The eyes of the martial artists gathered in the hall trembled with fear, and some even shivered uncontrollably, unable to catch their breath.
It was another moment that made me realize just how much stronger I had become. Among all those gathered here, there was only one person who could move through my oppressive aura.
The Taoist from the Mount Hua Sect. Renowned as a master of the Transformation Realm, he wiped away his cold sweat and stepped forward.
“Are you… the Three Lust Demons of the Yin Wind?”
“That’s right.”
The Mount Hua Taoist closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them with a flash and spoke again.
“For a master of your caliber… to be a lecher. It is hard to believe.”
“Did you think a lecher would be weak?”
“More than that… I only lament the countless women who must have been sacrificed to you.”
With a trembling hand, he raised his sword and pointed it at me.
“Are you saying you want to fight me?”
After taking a moment to steady his breath, he answered resolutely.
“As a pillar of the Orthodox Faction… I cannot turn my back on the evil before me.”
“If you’re not with the Hwangbo Clan, I’m willing to let you live, you know?”
“I don’t need your pity.”
His eyes were those of a man who had already made his decision.
“As a martial artist of the Mount Hua Sect, I will put an end to your evil deeds right here.”
“Hmm… you’ll be at a disadvantage alone, so I’ll be generous and release the others.”
As I released the pressure that had been bearing down on them, the martial artists who had collapsed to the floor gasped for air as if they had just surfaced from underwater. A few clutched their swords, glaring this way with trembling eyes, but not all of them found the courage to fight.
Some began to shuffle backward, trying to flee.
No reason to bother with the ones running away.
I turned my head and called to the two women.
“Ryeon, Bi-yeon. You two handle them.”
“Yes, darling.”
“Okay~.”
Seo Ryeo-hwa gripped her sword, which began to glow. Bi-yeon, too, wore a playful smile as she deftly drew her blade.
As the Mount Hua Taoist stepped forward, masters from the Taesan Sect and Shaolin Temple moved to stand beside him. Not a word was exchanged between them. Only their gazes met, and after that brief exchange, they moved.
CRASH!
With the force of a storm, the three masters charged toward Seo Ryeo-hwa and Bi-yeon simultaneously. Their attacks raged from all sides, shaking the wedding hall as if it were about to collapse.
They’ll handle that much with ease.
I looked down at the two women still kneeling on the floor. Ak So-cheong and Du Seol were panting, their faces flushed bright red.
“You two, let’s go.”
“Yes, my lord♡”
“Yes…♡”
I wrapped my arms around the two women’s waists and strode confidently toward the stage where the ceremony had been taking place.
But just then—
THUD!
A massive shadow blocked my path. Hwangbo Cheon was glaring at me with bloodshot eyes.
“Get your filthy hands off my wife!”
I pulled the two women even closer and scoffed.
“Wife? No, she’s nothing more than this one’s sex slave now.”
“You bastard! You lecherous fiend!!!”
Hwangbo Cheon clenched his thick fists and charged.
But I calmly extended a hand and blocked his punch with a single finger.
KRAAANG!
On impact, the floor cracked like a spiderweb, sending fragments flying. The hall shook as if caught in a storm, and a mixture of screams and groans erupted from the guests.
Without letting my smile fade, I pushed back against Hwangbo Cheon’s fist with even greater force.
“Father, you seem to be lacking in strength. Isn’t it about time you stepped down from your position?”
His face contorted with rage.
“You bastard… What have you done to my son?!”
Hwangbo Cheon gathered his power, unleashing his energy in an explosive burst. But I met it by raising my own. The moment our energies collided, the very air in the hall trembled.
The outcome, however, was all too clear. My overwhelming power instantly consumed Hwangbo Cheon’s momentum.
“Kkhh…!”
His face turned deathly pale, and a mouthful of blood burst from his lips. Unable to hold on any longer, Hwangbo Cheon collapsed to his knees.
“Pathetic.”
I reached a hand to Du Seol’s waist beside me, slipping it under her clothes. My fingertips grasped her firm breast, teasing the hardened nipple by rolling it between them.
“Nngh… My lord…♡”
As a sweet moan escaped Du Seol’s lips, Hwangbo Cheon’s bloodshot eyes widened and shook violently.
“W-Wife?! W-Why… why are you making such an expression?!!”
Du Seol slowly turned her head to look at him. A smile of pure ecstasy, one she had never once shown by Hwangbo Cheon’s side, spread across her face.
“Hmm? Because it feels good, of course.”
As if casting off all pretense of being Hwangbo Cheon’s wife, she whimpered, her cheeks flushed red.
“Besides… could you please stop acting so familiar with me? This man is my lord now…♡”
“What… does that mean…?”
Staring in disbelief, Hwangbo Cheon turned to me and shouted.
“You bastard… What in the world did you do to my wife!”
“What did I do? I simply soothed her lonely cunt and gave her what her so-called husband couldn’t.”
“He’s right. That man’s thing was so small I couldn’t even feel it. Small dicks must run in the Hwangbo family.”
“Ah…”
Hwangbo Cheon’s lips trembled, and he couldn’t speak another word.
Ignoring him as if he wasn’t worth another glance, I wrapped my arms around the two women and walked forward. Ak So-cheong and Du Seol, flanking me with lewd smiles, clung to my arms as if they had been my women for a long time.
And then—
I grabbed the Master of Ceremonies, who was still cowering on the floor, by the scruff of his neck.
“We will now resume the ceremony that was interrupted.”
“Y-Yes, yes, sir!!”
He sobbed, nodding his head repeatedly. I let him go, and as he fell backward, I tossed him a piece of paper from my robes.
“Proceed exactly as written there. If you make a mistake, your head will fly.”
“Hiiik…!”
The man scrambled forward, clutching the paper with trembling hands. His voice was cracked and shaky, but he forced it to ring out loudly.
“The… the wedding ceremony will now recommence!”
Just in time, Bi-yeon and Seo Ryeo-hwa, having dealt with the others, stood on either side of the stage, exuding an intimidating aura that kept the remaining martial artists from daring to approach. The hall fell silent, the guests not even daring to breathe too loudly.
I pulled the two women closer and stepped onto the stage.
“Th-Then… we will begin with the wedding of the World’s Greatest Lecher and… the mistress of the Hwangbo Clan, Lady Du Seol!”
The MC’s trembling voice echoed through the hall.
“The first rite is… gulp… Lady Du Seol’s vow…”
At that moment, Du Seol slowly turned her back to the crowd and bent at the waist. As her white hands untied her robes, her outer garments slid off, revealing her naked body. Her lower belly was swollen as if pregnant, sending a wave of shock through the audience.
Du Seol steadied her trembling breath and reached a hand behind her. She gently pulled on the metal plugs that had been blocking her anus and vagina.
Squelch…
“Haaaahng…♡”
As the plugs came out with a sticky sound, Du Seol clenched her holes to keep the contents from spilling, her whole body trembling.
“Alright, Du Seol. When you’re ready, you can let it out.”
At my words, Du Seol spread her buttocks wide with both hands. Immediately, the semen that had filled both her holes gushed out like a fountain.
“Oooooohk…♡”
The sticky stream splattered directly onto the face of Hwangbo Cheon, who was still kneeling on the floor.
“Ah, ah… cough…!”
Hwangbo Cheon staggered, coughing up blood. Blood then began to pour from every orifice on his face—his eyes, nose, and mouth.
Hmm, looks like the shock was greater than I thought.
Du Seol, panting heavily, knelt down and brought her lips to the top of my foot.
“I… as your bitch, will serve only you, my lord, for all eternity…♡”
I glanced at the MC.
“Hey, what are you standing there gawking for? Are you not going to proceed?”
“Hiiik… M-My apologies! C-Continuing… we will now move on to the exchange of wedding gifts!”
I slowly took a small box from my robes and opened it. Inside was not a ring, but something much smaller and more obscene. Most in the audience didn’t know what it was, but they instinctively grimaced, sensing it was a lewd gift only a pervert could offer.
“Du Seol.”
“Yes, my lord…♡”
At my call, Du Seol moved before I even finished speaking. As if already accustomed to it without needing instruction, she slowly spread her legs wider than her shoulders and bent her knees. She raised her hands behind her, crossing them over her head, and assumed a shameful posture on her own.
With an expression mixing shame and pleasure, she thrust her pelvis toward me. As she rocked her hips slightly back and forth, the vaginal fluid that had trickled down her thighs dripped to the floor. Her hard, swollen clit was on full display, trembling as if begging to be adorned with its gift.
I smirked and held up the clit piercing ring in my hand.
“From this moment on, I will engrave before the world that this woman’s body is my property.”
As the cold, shining metal touched Du Seol’s clit, her thighs quivered.
Click—
The ring snapped perfectly into place.
“I… as my lord’s bitch… pledge my body, my pleasure, and even my womb… all of it to be my lord’s…♡”
“The-the exchange of gifts is complete… The final procedure, the vow’s kiss as a bitch, will now take place…!”
Du Seol lowered her head, opened the front of my pants, and took out my cock. She immediately licked the head with the tip of her tongue, prodding the urethral opening and sucking up the Cowper’s fluid that seeped out.
“Hahp… sluuuurp… shluuurp…♡”
Obscene sounds echoed through the hall. As my cock quickly grew hard, Du Seol carefully held it and pressed her lips to the opening.
“Mwah—♡”
The man read from the paper again in a trembling voice.
“N-Next… is the vow and gift exchange for… the young lady of the Ak Clan… Lady Ak So-cheong…!”
Ak So-cheong’s shoulders flinched. But knowing there was no escape, she slowly stepped forward.
“Hurry up, get in position.”
As I whispered, Ak So-cheong knelt. Unlike Du Seol, this was her first time, and hesitation marked every movement as she bent over. But eventually, she too spread her legs wide, exposing her thighs. She clasped her hands behind her back.
“You never thought you’d be showing such a lewd side of yourself in front of so many people, did you?”
Ak So-cheong shot me a small glare. Having been violated by me several times, her affection level had risen to the point where her hostility was already gone.
“If you… really don’t keep your promise… I’ll curse you.”
“Don’t worry. I never break a promise made to a beautiful woman.”
With those words, I took another clit ring from the box and held it up. Tinged with a reddish hue rather than silver, it was a gift meant only for Ak So-cheong.
“This is yours. A token to prove what kind of existence you are meant to be.”
I brought the metal to her clit.
“Put it on me…”
Click—
“Heeut…♡”
The moment the ring locked, Ak So-cheong’s thighs trembled spasmodically, and a moan she had tried to suppress escaped her lips.
“Now it’s your turn. Swear your vow with your own mouth.”
“…I… as the daughter of the Ak Clan… and now as my lord’s bitch… will follow you, offering my body and my womb…♡”
“L-Last is the vow’s kiss!”
Ak So-cheong’s entire body trembled, her face flushed. She chose a different way to make her vow than Du Seol. Her mouth was not the one on her face, but the one below.
Slowly turning around, Ak So-cheong lowered her hips, her face flushed red, and pressed her glistening lower lips against my cock.
Sshluuup…!
With a sticky sound, her wet cunt swallowed the head.
“Hnngh…♡ This… is my second vow… that my womb… will be offered only to my lord…♡”
As her thighs quivered, Ak So-cheong lowered her hips even further on her own.
Thrust!
“Aaahng♡”
The moment my glans touched her cervix, Ak So-cheong’s body shuddered in a wave of ecstasy. Her hips bucked instinctively, squeezing my cock tightly. After panting in pleasure for a while, she pulled herself away.
“Hnngh… Haah♡”
As she pulled off my cock, a string of her juices stretched and dripped down. She panted, lowered her head, and licked the shaft, glistening with semen and her own fluids, with the tip of her tongue.
“Hahp… shluuurp…♡”
Soon, Du Seol knelt beside her. From the other side, she pressed her lips to the head of my cock.
“Mwah…♡”
Then, the two women’s tongues intertwined, enveloping my cock at the same time.
“Shluurp… schlopp…♡”
“Sluuurp… haahng♡”
Their tongues crisscrossed from left and right, licking the glans and urethral opening alternately, their warm breath and wet saliva mixing together. It was such a lewd sight that even the onlookers held their breath, unable to look away.
I raised my lips in a satisfied smile and slowly lifted my head.
“Well then… I suppose you’ve all had a good look?”
I slowly raised my hand and clenched it in the air.
RUMBLE-RUMBLE-RUMBLE!
In an instant, a sinister energy blanketed the hall. It was a pressure like a great mountain collapsing. The guests’ breathing became ragged, on the verge of stopping, and their bodies trembled as they tried to flee. But my aura had already pinned their limbs, rendering them immobile.
“All of you, die.”
SPLAT!
CRUNCH—!
First, one martial artist’s head exploded. The head of the man next to him shattered like a watermelon, scattering a rain of red blood. In the blink of an eye, the heads of the seated guests began to pop one after another, and the hall was instantly drenched in blood.
“Gyaaaaaaah—!”
The screams were cut short before they could even finish. Necks snapped one after another in the direction I twisted my fingers, followed by a series of sickening cracks. The sect leaders of minor clans who had made a name for themselves in Shandong, even the esteemed guests from the Five Great Clans, were no exception. All of them collapsed into pools of crimson blood.
In the chaotic hall where blood spread like a river, the only ones left alive were the head of the Ak Clan and his retainers, who sat in the bride’s section with their eyes closed, maintaining their silence.