Chapter 618: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (163)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 618: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual[R-18] (163)
Looking at the erotic painting tucked between the pages of the Chamber Arts manual, I held the book out to Ha-myo, who was sitting across from me. I pointed to the pose of the man and woman in the illustration.
“Do you know how to do this pose?”
“How would I know that! I told you, I don’t know anything about Chamber Arts!”
“Hey, what am I supposed to do if you don’t know? I heard your Mosan Sect was famous for this sort of thing.”
“Eek! How many times do I have to tell you! I didn’t study anything besides Soul Arts and Formations!”
I slowly closed the book and looked at her. Something was definitely strange. No matter how many times I showed her the erotic art, she acted as if she knew nothing.
“So, you’re saying that out of all your sect’s secret techniques, you only know Formations and Soul Arts?”
“…”
A bitter expression flickered across Ha-myo’s face. Her shoulders slumped, and her gaze fell to the floor beneath the desk.
“In that case, the Chamber Arts.”
I paused for a beat on purpose, then let the corner of my mouth lift into a smirk.
“Want to learn from me?”
“What…? Wait, didn’t you say you didn’t know anything about them?!”
“Of course I was kidding. There’s probably no one who knows more about Chamber Arts than me. What do you say? Don’t you want to learn?”
“No!”
“Why not?”
“I just don’t want to…! Why should you and I have to become happy together!”
‘Happy?’
That was an odd way to put it, but I pressed on with what I intended to say.
“Don’t you want to rebuild the Mosan Sect? And you… you want revenge, don’t you?”
“…”
As if I’d hit a nerve, Ha-myo’s body stiffened. Though she tried to force a bright smile, the layers of anger and sorrow within her were plain to see.
“Or are you going to give up on revenge and live the rest of your life alone and lonely in these mountains?”
Ha-myo’s chest heaved with a deep breath. The rims of her eyes turned red, and she clenched her fists tightly.
“What do you know! I… I want revenge too… But what can I do when I have no power…?”
“That’s why I’m offering to help you. With that revenge. And if you don’t have power, you just have to build it, right?”
“…How can I trust you? To be honest, I can’t trust you…”
Ha-myo bit her lip, avoiding my gaze.
“Is the reason you can’t trust me… because the spirits around you are whispering that you shouldn’t?”
“How did you…?”
Ha-myo’s eyes widened. In that instant, the air around her chilled and distorted. Hundreds of male and female spirits surrounded her as if to protect her. A horrifying killing intent washed over the room, and a cold energy spread, seeming to banish all warmth.
Among them, one being emanated a particularly powerful aura. While the other spirits revealed faint forms, this one remained obscured behind a thick veil, its exact shape unclear.
“I can see the spirits by your side, you know.”
“You can really see them?”
“Yes. All the souls enveloping you. And there’s one among them that looks particularly dangerous.”
“My god… you can see that one too?”
“Yeah, but what is it? It’s blurry and veiled, so I can’t see it clearly.”
“I don’t know either… My master just said it’s been with me since I was a child. It doesn’t listen to me… it’s just… there.”
“Is that so…”
I deliberately took a step closer, narrowing the distance to the entity.
“Eek! W-wait a minute. Uh… your face is too close…”
Ha-myo squirmed, her body twitching shyly, but my attention was already fixed on the shadow behind her.
“What are you?”
At that moment, a vibration tore through the air. The shadow’s form trembled minutely, and a fissure that could be called a mouth split open.
[…………]
It wasn’t so much a sound as a grating noise, like metal grinding on metal, that echoed through the space.
I narrowed my eyes, mulling over the bizarre resonance. I could clearly hear it with my ears, but my mind couldn’t interpret it at all.
“Hmm… I can tell that the thing attached to you is no mere spirit.”
In fact, the moment that sound rang out, all the other spirits filling the room bowed their heads in unison. The killing intent subsided in an instant, and they cowered as if greeting a king.
“What in the world is that…? What does it have to do with me? Why is it attached to me…?”
“I don’t know that either. More importantly, it seems your anger has subsided a bit, hasn’t it?”
“Ah…!”
As her eyes widened in realization, I let out a soft chuckle and leaned in closer. We were so close our lips might brush. At that moment, the spirits surrounding Ha-myo began to growl in unison.
“Wh-what is it?!”
“I don’t know what the spirits by your side whispered to you, but I can give you what you want.”
She stared at me for a moment before averting her gaze. Her trembling lips barely managed to form words.
“…They said they can sense not only the smell of blood from you… but also the grudges of the dead. So… they told me not to trust you.”
I smirked at her words.
“The smell of blood and grudges… Well, they’re not wrong. The number of men who have died by my hand is not small.”
Ha-myo’s eyebrows trembled.
“Are you… a bad person…?”
“If you’re asking if I’m bad, then yes, I suppose I am.”
“I-I knew it…!”
I just smiled and shrugged.
“So what if I am?”
“What?”
“The world doesn’t side with the good. It sides with the powerful. It doesn’t matter if you’re a good guy or a bad guy. What matters is whether or not you can get results.”
“What does that mean…?”
“Your revenge, the revival of your sect… To achieve that, you have to grasp even power that is filthy and filled with grudges. I, too, once lost my entire family to a demonic faction. All my vassals were cut down, and my father coughed up blood as he closed his eyes for the last time.”
As I spoke, I recalled an old memory. The Jin Family of Jilin. The scene of the day the Jin Family Head, whose name I couldn’t even remember now, died flashed through my mind.
‘That day, the moment I took Jang So-yeong right in front of the Jin Family Head… I still can’t forget that pleasure.’
I smiled inwardly, a vicious, private thing, and told her a slightly embellished version of the story.
“I got my revenge that day, and the ecstasy I felt amidst the blood… was sweeter than anything else. In the moment my anger and pain tangled together and exploded, I truly felt alive.”
A whirlwind of emotions churned in Ha-myo’s eyes. Fear, doubt, and a deep yearning. She asked in a trembling voice.
“…Is revenge… really that sweet?”
I slowly nodded.
“It’s a story no one can believe until they’ve tasted it for themselves. But revenge will become the flame that burns away the resentment in your heart. And that flame will be your strength and your weapon.”
Her pupils wavered. Her long-suppressed anger and loneliness began to stir within that tremor.
“That’s what you want in the end, isn’t it? To defeat the enemies of the Mosan Sect and release the pent-up resentment in your heart. Am I wrong?”
It’s not that hard to sweet-talk a girl who knows nothing of the world. No matter what warnings her spirits whispered, what truly mattered was what she wanted to hear, and the person who would say it to her.
“I’m sure the spirits of the Mosan Sect attached to you are saying something like this…”
I whispered, deliberately tickling her ear.
“Revenge is empty. It’s dangerous. Stay here and protect this place with us.”
Ha-myo’s shoulders flinched.
“Are you going to listen to them and rot here for the rest of your life? Waiting for Cheonhonmaje, who could attack again at any moment, trembling in fear? Is that what you really want?”
“No… I… I want revenge too…”
‘It’s done.’
“But… how are you going to help me with my revenge…? I’m still too weak. I can’t control the spirits if I leave the mountain.”
“With my Chamber Arts, of course. I’ll use them to build your strength.”
Her expression soured at my answer.
“You’re joking, right?”
“I’m not joking. You seem to be underestimating Chamber Arts. My power is practically built on them.”
Still thinking I was messing with her, she narrowed her eyes and looked up at me.
“I guess I have no choice. I’ll have to give you a demonstration.”
“What? A demonstration?”
“Hey, you know what copulation is, right?”
“Of course I do!”
“Hmm, just in case… do you actually know what Chamber Arts are?”
“Yes! I remember exactly what my master told me! He said Chamber Arts are acts that make a man and a woman happy and feel good!”
I let out a dry laugh. It seemed Ha-myo’s master hadn’t bothered with any sex education.
“Ha, look at this. Your master deceived you.”
“What? What do you mean…?”
“Look closely.”
From the pile of books, I picked up one of the erotic paintings that looked more like something common thugs would read than an educational text, and opened it. I stopped my finger on one scene where a man and woman were entangled.
“See this? Chamber Arts are ultimately acts for a man and a woman to have intercourse and make a child. It’s not just some simple game of happiness.”
Ha-myo stared intently at the picture.
“Aha… but I have a question.”
Her lips parted.
“The man has… a strange rod attached to him down there. And why is he putting that rod into the woman’s… cunt?”
I burst out laughing.
“That is the gate where yin and yang meet. The rod is the key, and what you have is the lock.”
Ha-myo’s eyes grew wide.
“A lock… and a key…?”
“That’s right. The man’s role is to insert the key and open the tightly shut lock. And what your master said about happiness and feeling good isn’t entirely wrong. When you do this, you feel an incredible pleasure.”
“But does doing this really make a baby?”
“It does. If a man plants his seed inside a woman’s genitals here, a baby is made.”
“You’re not lying, are you? My master told me that babies… are blessings sent down by fate from the heavens…”
“Fate? No. A life can only begin to grow when a man and a woman mix their bodies. Your master must have hidden the truth on purpose to keep you naive and ignorant of the world. Or maybe he lied to protect your body.”
“So… if you put that rod inside a woman… and plant the seed… a baby is really made?”
“Yes. But it’s not like a baby is made after just one time.”
“I see… But how do you get stronger by having intercourse?”
“Well, first you need to understand Yin-Yang Unity.”
I picked up another book from the pile and pushed it in front of her.
“Read this first.”
Ha-myo carefully opened the book. As the scent of old paper wafted out, her eyes followed the sentences.
“Yin-Yang Unity is when a man and a woman exchange their internal energy during intercourse… purifying impure qi and leaving behind pure, true energy…”
She mumbled to herself, stumbling over the words. After reading the whole thing, she answered brightly.
“I understand!”
“Then let me give you some additional explanation about my Chamber Arts.”
“Okay!”
As Ha-myo stuck close to my side, the spirits around her went into a frenzy. However, they couldn’t carelessly approach or even move within the domain of my Absolute Resistance, and could only stomp their feet in frustration.