Chapter 609: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (154)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 609: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (154)
I killed them all—the vassals, the direct line, and the collateral branches of the Hwangbo clan. The mansion, steeped in the stench of blood, was as quiet as if it were empty. Only the women and children remained. However, since Du Seol's son and daughter had survived, the direct bloodline wasn't completely severed, strictly speaking.
And though I knew Du Seol's son was secretly escaping, I didn't bother to chase him. It was far more interesting to anticipate what kind of amusement his thirst for revenge would bring me in the future.
I grabbed the hair of the kneeling Du Seol and forced her head up. Her lips were still swallowing my cock.
“Du Seol. If your son comes at me with a sword one day, seeking revenge… what will you do?”
With her eyes half-closed, she answered in ragged breaths, not even pulling the cock that filled her throat out.
“Sluuurp…♡ Hahh… Schlick…♡ …Even if he is my son… if he tries to harm you, my husband… I'll cut him down myself…♡”
Pleased, I smiled and pushed her head down, making her swallow me deeper.
“Spoken like a true bitch. Prioritizing my tool over your own family.”
“Hnngh…♡ Sluurp… Because my husband… is my heaven…♡”
Just then, Ak So-cheong, who was beside me pleasantly rolling my balls with her slender fingers, asked cautiously.
“Master… what… what will you do about my father?”
“A promise is a promise. I won't kill him. More importantly…”
I slowly shifted my gaze to Ak So-cheong.
“Have you spoken with the Ak Family Head?”
“Yes… a little. But… he still seems very confused.”
The Ak Family Head, who had survived the massacre, had been spending his days in an annex of the Hwangbo estate with nothing but alcohol and silence.
A few days later, he finally requested a meeting with me.
“If you have something to say, say it quickly, Father-in-law.”
“Father-in-law…?”
“Does it bother you to be called 'Father-in-law' by a lecher?”
His face hardened. His hands trembled, but he forced himself to suppress it and continued speaking.
“…Enough. What do you plan to do with So-cheong… and the Ak clan?”
“Your daughter, well… she'll live her life as my concubine. She's already resolved herself to that. As for the Ak clan…”
I narrowed my eyes and gave a sardonic smile.
“She made a promise to me, so as long as you don't needlessly antagonize me, I have no intention of touching you. In fact, I might even help you grow stronger.”
“…Are you telling the Ak clan… to turn to the dark path…?”
“That's for you to decide, Father-in-law. I'm merely granting So-cheong's request.”
I rested an elbow on the armrest and smiled nonchalantly.
But his gaze grew heavy. He knew better than anyone how reckless the choice I presented was.
The Ak clan's territory was located close to the righteous factions.
The moment they abandoned the righteous faction and turned to the demonic one, countless orthodox powers—the Jinju Eon clan of Hebei, the Shaolin and Beggars' Sect of Henan, the Mosan and Namgung clans of Anhui—would descend upon them like a pack of wolves.
In a way, it was madness. No, it was sending the entire clan to its grave.
“…I want to ask one thing.”
“Ask away.”
The Ak Family Head's eyes were trembling.
“That child… So-cheong… did she really… make that choice on her own?”
It was true that I had all but forced her into it. But in the end, it was Ak So-cheong herself who took action.
“Yes.”
The Ak Family Head closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and nodding.
“In that case… I understand. Our Ak clan will follow you.”
“You could remain neutral, you know.”
“Neutral? Do you think that's possible? With my daughter involved, there are only two paths: fight you to wash away her sins, or stand by your side and fight the righteous factions. There is no other way.”
After a brief pause, he bitterly raised his cup and threw the drink down his throat.
“…Isn't this all a board you've set? So-cheong was probably deceived by your sweet words into thinking the clan could abandon her and remain neutral.”
“Still, this is unexpected. To choose me over the righteous factions.”
The Ak Family Head stared into the distance before emptying the cup before him once more.
“My martial skill may be insignificant… but I have a discerning eye. You and your wives… every one of you has surpassed the Transformation Realm. Is there anyone in the righteous factions who can stop you now?”
“No.”
“…In that case.”
The Ak Family Head closed his eyes firmly, then opened them again and said.
“If I have to choose… I'd rather bet on the side that will command the world. For once, I'd like to see my clan become the greatest under heaven… even if it means joining hands with a devil.”
The Ak Family Head's voice was calm, but it was laced with long-suppressed resentment.
He has less lingering attachment to the righteous factions than I thought.
What immediately came to mind were Cheong-wol's words. Squeezed by the Hwangbo clan and the Taesan Sect in Shandong, pressured by the Jinju Eon clan from above, and choked by Henan and Anhui from below. The Ak clan had always been caught between the stronger powers surrounding them. They never had a reason to rely on the righteous factions in the first place.
“Well, very good.”
I smiled sardonically and set down my cup.
“The Sa-jeok-mun will be dealt with soon, so you may return to the Ak clan.”
The Ak Family Head looked at me for a moment, then slowly nodded.
Several days passed after the Ak Family Head's departure. After the fall of the Hwangbo clan, the stench of blood slowly faded, replaced by the aura of a new master filling the estate. At the main gate, the Hwangbo clan's flag had already been replaced by one proudly flying an obscene symbol modeled after a cock and cunt. Everyone who saw it was horrified, but no one dared to question the flag.
That day, a group of people slowly pushed open the main gate and entered.
At the front was Cheong-wol, wearing a veil, followed by an old man in a red robe, and behind them, hundreds of martial artists from the Demonic Faction.
As soon as they were guided inside, they saw them: Du Seol and Ak So-cheong, sitting close beside me, acting coquettishly. They wore collars, smiling like pets.
And behind them stood two women.
Bi-yeon, with her teal hair fluttering, cloaked in a cool breeze.
And Seo Ryeo-hwa, with her brilliant golden hair cascading down, holding her sword with a blank expression.
Some of the Demonic Faction martial artists couldn't hide their lust. There were even those who openly scanned the two women's obscene outfits and swallowed hard.
“Daring to look at my women like that… I suppose you have a death wish?”
-Shhhlick!
“Huh…?”
In the blink of an eye, a man's body was split in two and slammed into the ground. Crimson blood splattered in all directions, freezing the air in the hall.
The old man in the red robe watched the scene silently before immediately dropping to his knees.
-Thud!
“Do Yul, the Blood-Crazed, pays his respects to the Supreme One!”
I rested my chin on my hand, looking down at him with a sardonic smile.
“What is the meaning of this?”
Cold sweat dripped from Do Yul's forehead. A single glance at his eyes made it clear how terrified he was.
“I, too, once sought to command the world by staining it with blood. But the moment I laid eyes on you, Supreme One, I realized. My ambition and my martial arts are nothing but an illusion. I am no more than a mere insect…”
He bowed his head low, as if casting aside everything he was in that moment.
“From this day forward, the world will inevitably kneel at your feet, Supreme One. Neither I nor my followers can defy that destiny. I hereby offer my life, my blood, and all those who follow me to you, and pledge my allegiance!”
As soon as Do Yul finished speaking, the Demonic Faction martial artists behind him all bowed their heads and knelt in unison.
“We pledge our loyalty to the Supreme One!”
Their shouts echoed through the hall. But I just smiled indifferently and wiggled a finger.
“Hmm… I'm not particularly interested in the loyalty of a bunch of men.”
At those words, Do Yul immediately slammed his forehead to the floor.
“My apologies! Forgive my sin of failing to grasp your profound intentions and daring to present only men! If you wish, I will cut off my own wrist right here to atone!”
“I was joking. If you cut off your wrist in front of me, it'll just make a filthy mess and stink of blood. More importantly… why didn't the other Demonic Faction bastards come?”
Just then, Cheong-wol stepped forward and knelt gracefully. Unlike when they were in private, she was observing formalities in front of others.
“The other Demonic Faction powers did not come. The reason is…”
She hesitated, glancing at me cautiously.
“Don't worry about my reaction. Just say it.”
“They said… they have no intention of joining hands with a 'lowly lecher'.”
“A lowly lecher… Is that the consensus of the entire Demonic Faction?”
“No!”
Do Yul hurriedly raised his head, his voice firm.
“Those are just words from a few groups… particularly the forces that follow the leader of the Sa-heuk-ryeon. Most of them are cowards trying to avoid war… they don't dare get involved in this. As for the others who didn't come, they simply had urgent matters and promised to come at a later date.”
No matter how I look at it, the rest are just testing the waters, waiting to see how things play out.
According to the original promise, there should have been several others here besides Do Yul.
Start a war between the righteous and demonic factions with this ragtag bunch of demonic martial artists? Not a chance. I'll have to clean out the useless ones first.
I narrowed my eyes and looked down at the kneeling Do Yul.
“Do Yul.”
“Yes, Supreme One!”
“I have no interest in the loyalty of the likes of you.”
My words froze the air in the hall.
“In fact, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say I don't need your power at all. I can wipe out the entire Demonic Faction by myself.”
Do Yul trembled, sensing the truth in my words.
“However—”
I slowly began to raise my energy.
-Ruuuumble…!
An invisible pressure slowly bore down on them. The martial artists in the hall gasped for breath, clutching their chests. A few of them collapsed forward, blood streaming from their noses.
“I am accepting you for one reason only: I need minions. Whether you're truly loyal or not, I don't care. And I have nothing to offer you.”
Despite my cold words, Do Yul bowed his head deeply.
“Even so… we will follow you.”
It was an unconditional oath. Frankly, I had no intention of trusting someone from the Demonic Faction based on a single promise. No, from the start, I've never cared for the loyalty of men. I simply use them if they're useful. When their value is gone, I discard them.
“Fine. I'll trust your loyalty this once.”
“Thank you…!”
I immediately changed the subject.
“More importantly, did you say you were the one controlling the Sa-jeok-mun from the shadows?”
“Yes. You could call them my subordinates.”
“In that case, from now on, do not touch the Ak clan of Shandong. Support them. They will be fighting alongside us as our allies. Ah, and remember they are the family of my concubine, so don't go picking a fight and getting yourself killed by me.”
“I will give the order to the Sa-jeok-mun immediately.”
“Good. You are dismissed for today. In two days, I will hold a meeting to discuss the specifics of unifying the Demonic Faction.”
“As you command!”
*
News of the Hwangbo clan's destruction spread throughout the Murim in an instant.
A clan that rivaled the Five Great Clans had been annihilated in one fell swoop, throwing the righteous factions into an uproar. As soon as a meeting was convened, numerous sect leaders and family heads raised their voices.
“We must avenge the Hwangbo clan immediately!”
“If we do not subjugate the Three Lust Demons of the Yin Wind, the honor of the righteous factions will be dragged through the mud!”
But despite their loud words, their actual movements were sluggish.
Because the spies of the Honcheon-hoe were operating in the shadows and causing damage everywhere, some were reluctant to act, fearing more spies in their midst, while others were more afraid of weakening their own clan's power by rashly joining the fight.
‘If we step up and weaken our sect, we'll just be making things easier for others.’
‘It's easy to talk about sacrificing for the good of the entire righteous faction, but in the end, the ones who benefit are the ones who sit back and do nothing.’
Outwardly, they clamored for justice, but inwardly, each was busy with their own calculations.
As a result, the Murim Alliance settled for forming a hastily assembled armed force and dispatching it to the vicinity of the Hwangbo estate. But that, too, was just for show. The armed force merely remained in a standoff with the Demonic Faction martial artists led by Do Yul, with neither side willing to draw their swords first.
They all knew someone had to take the initiative, but no one had the courage to step forward and risk taking damage.
Instead—
The name 'Yin Wind Lecher' and the lecherous women who followed him were declared public enemies of the Murim. And news that a massive bounty had been placed on his head was delivered through Cheong-wol.
“Is this the extent of the righteous factions' movements?”
Cheong-wol nodded in response to my question.
“Yes. However… it's a bit more complicated if you look closely. The Shaolin and Mount Hua sects, which suffered heavy losses this time, are strongly insisting on subjugation. On the other hand, factions centered around the Namgung clan and the Jongnam Sect are strongly opposed. The reason they give is that the recent movements of the Janggang-surochae and the Green Forest have been suspicious.”
“In other words, they're severely divided internally.”
“That's right. The Murim Alliance Leader is also preventing the Mount Hua and Shaolin sects from launching a reckless attack. If they move rashly and suffer great losses, the power of the righteous factions will weaken. And…”
Cheong-wol's gaze turned to Seo Ryeo-hwa, who was sitting beside me.
“Sword Empress, there's information that the Alliance Leader is looking for you.”
“Me?”
Seo Ryeo-hwa's eyes widened.
“Yes. He's probably trying to recruit as many masters as he can in preparation for this incident escalating.”
Looking for Seo Ryeo-hwa meant they were also looking for me.
“Cheong-wol, you maintain contact with the Namgung clan. Get information on the righteous factions' internal affairs from Namgung So-ha and prevent them from making any rash moves.”
“Yes, Jin-rang.”
“Then, I'm leaving everything here in your hands while I'm gone.”
I entrusted the pregnant Du Seol and Ak So-cheong to Cheong-wol's care, and quietly left Shandong with Seo Ryeo-hwa and Bi-yeon.