Chapter 89: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (40)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 89: Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (40)
The day after we successfully absorbed the Samcheong Education Unit, Jin Myeong-woo’s internal energy had also increased. It seemed he had taken the elixir Seo Ryeo-hwa had given him.
We stayed at the Mo-yong Clan’s residence for a few days to rest. Seo Ryeo-hwa and Jin Myeong-woo focused mainly on their martial arts training, while I explored the marketplace with Jang Seo-young, Jin So-hee, and Seol-hee.
Mo-yong Yeon-ah would occasionally bring us tea, her eyes observing us. Though her gaze was filled with lust, she acted cautiously whenever Seo Ryeo-hwa was present.
The time for our departure to Beijing was fast approaching.
When she heard the news that I was leaving, Mo-yong Yeon-ah came to find me. Her eyes were filled with anxiety and desperation.
"Jin-rang… How can you leave me behind like this…?"
I gently lifted her chin.
"We’ll see each other again at the Dragon-Phoenix Gathering soon."
"But… you’re too cruel, telling me to wait until then…"
Tears welled up in Mo-yong Yeon-ah’s eyes. For a woman so thoroughly addicted to me, parting would not be easy.
"Don’t worry. I’ll use that pussy of yours one last time today. And the dildo I gave you? Keep it deep inside your pussy until we meet again."
Her face flushed red. But having already been corrupted into a lewd woman, she showed no resistance to my words.
"Yes… I’ll do as you command, Jin-rang…"
After spending one last night with Mo-yong Yeon-ah, I left her room, confirming that she had reinserted the dildo into her pussy. With a bashful face, she faithfully followed my command and said:
"Jin-rang… I won’t take it out until I see you again."
I nodded and finished my preparations to leave the Mo-yong estate.
*
The road from Liaoning to Phoenix Mountain was more rugged than I had expected. Seo Ryeo-hwa took the lead, and I followed right behind her.
"This is a side path that isn’t used often. But it will shorten our journey significantly."
Seo Ryeo-hwa’s sky-blue hair fluttered in the wind. Her elegant stride as she ascended the mountain path was like a scene from a painting.
"Sword Empress, have you perhaps traveled this path before?" I asked.
She paused for a moment and looked back at me.
"Yes. It must have been about ten years ago… I was guiding someone then, too, just like now."
A flicker of reminiscence crossed her eyes. Jin Myeong-woo and the others, who were following behind, stopped to take a short break.
"What kind of person were they?"
Seo Ryeo-hwa hesitated for a moment at my question. Her expression shed its usual cold composure, tinged with a distant, wistful emotion.
"He was… the first person I ever thought of as a comrade."
She slowly turned her head to gaze at the distant mountains. The wind gently rustled her sky-blue hair.
"I was younger then, and not as strong as I am now. He was the one who led me. Perhaps it’s because of him that I am who I am today."
"Then he must have been a very precious person to you."
"He was. But…"
Seo Ryeo-hwa paused. Her eyes stared into some faraway place.
"He is no longer in this world. He sacrificed himself to protect me."
Her voice was calm, but the sorrow within it could not be easily hidden. I watched her in silence.
"Even the memory of him is starting to fade now. But sometimes, when I walk a path like this, I find myself thinking of him."
A faint longing colored Seo Ryeo-hwa’s voice.
"I’m sorry. I made you recall an unpleasant memory."
"No, it’s alright."
Her smile was as soft as moonlight. We stood for a moment, gazing at the view of Phoenix Mountain.
"More importantly, Young Master Jin. There is something I’m curious about."
Seo Ryeo-hwa’s tone suddenly turned serious.
"What is it that you’re curious about?"
"It’s something I’ve noticed while watching them this whole time. The speed at which Miss Jang, Miss Jin, and Miss Seol’s internal energy is growing is far faster than I anticipated."
The Sword Empress’s sharp observation made me tense up for a moment. It seemed she had noticed something about the growth rate of my women.
"I believe… it might be because they are talented."
"Talent… Your words may have some merit, but…"
Seo Ryeo-hwa tilted her head slightly, her eyes still full of doubt as she looked at me.
"It’s strange enough that so many masters have appeared from a small family like the Jin Family all at once. Miss Jang and Miss Jin are already first-rate masters, and Miss Seol is rapidly approaching the Peak Level from second-rate. Including Myeong-woo, the Jin Family already has three first-rate masters."
I met her gaze calmly, choosing my words.
"Sword Empress, I sometimes find it strange as well. But isn’t it a stroke of luck that I am surrounded by so many talented people?"
I continued cautiously. I knew I couldn’t completely dispel her suspicions, but a minimal explanation was necessary.
"And I believe it was only possible because of your teachings, Sword Empress."
Seo Ryeo-hwa looked at me for a moment before nodding.
"It is likely because they are all talented, more so than because of my teachings. But beyond that, Young Master Jin, I feel there is definitely something special about you."
Her gaze seemed to pierce right through me.
"Something special…"
I met her eyes for a moment. The existence of the Yin-Yang Manual could never be revealed.
"If that is what you see, Sword Empress, then perhaps there is."
It was a vague answer, but Seo Ryeo-hwa gave a meaningful smile.
"Let’s get moving. We need to reach the thatched-roof house nearby before the sun sets."
At her words, we started walking again. Jang Seo-young, Jin So-hee, and Seol-hee went ahead, with Jin Myeong-woo following them.
I need to be careful.
I was lost in thought as we climbed the mountain path. Getting closer to the Sword Empress was important, but I couldn't let her find out about the Yin-Yang Manual.
The setting sun began to paint the ridges of Phoenix Mountain.
"The house should be visible shortly."
Just as Seo Ryeo-hwa said, after climbing a little further, an old thatched-roof house came into view.
"It’s a place where travelers sometimes rest."
The house was larger than expected. The inside was neatly organized.
"Let’s rest here for the night. A more difficult path awaits us tomorrow."
Despite the long hike, no one in the party showed any signs of fatigue as they entered the house.
Under the old thatched roof, Seo Ryeo-hwa and the party quietly lay down to rest as the night deepened.
Seol-hee snuggled up close to me under the warm blanket. Her face was brighter than usual, and her expression held a strange sense of anticipation.
"Young Master, aren’t you cold?"
Seol-hee asked in a low voice, her face pressed against my arm.
"I’m fine. With you this close, I’m actually feeling rather warm," I replied jokingly.
Seol-hee let out a small laugh and hugged my arm tighter.
At that moment, I felt her hand gently stroking my chest. I tried to ignore it at first, but her touch gradually moved downward, stopping near my abdomen.
"Seol-hee?"
I asked in a surprised voice, but she just buried her face and pressed herself closer against me instead of answering.
"Shh… Young Master. Stay still."
Her breath tickled my ear, feeling hotter than usual. Seol-hee stealthily checked to see if Seo Ryeo-hwa was asleep, then boldly moved her hand.
We might get caught by Seo Ryeo-hwa, but this wasn’t so bad.
Seol-hee’s hand slipped into my pants, her cool fingers grasping my cock. She gently rubbed the head, trying to get me hard.
Her once-cool hand soon warmed with my body heat, and her movements became faster and more intense. Her fingertips carefully stimulated my cock.
"Seol-hee… we’ll be in trouble if the Sword Empress wakes up."
I tried to gently stop her, but she paid me no mind and pushed her hand deeper into my pants. Her fingertips gripped me tighter and began to rub.
"It’s okay, Young Master. We just have to be quiet."
Seol-hee answered in a low voice, glancing at the Sword Empress to check for any movement. Her touch grew bolder, and I decided to just enjoy it.
*
Seo Ryeo-hwa was in seated meditation with her eyes closed. However, the faint noises from her surroundings were disturbing her concentration. She sighed deeply to herself and tried to remain composed.
Sigh… kids these days…
The faint sounds of movement and breathing from nearby. It was a good thing the house was large; otherwise, Seol-hee and Jin Seo-yun’s activities would have been easily discovered by the others.
Seo Ryeo-hwa wondered if she should scold them or just pretend she didn’t know. She tried to calm her mind by steadying her breath.
Are they just young, or are they too honest with their desires…
She tilted her head slightly, sensing Seol-hee’s movements from one corner of the house. But she didn’t open her eyes. Her experience and intuition told her that it was best not to intervene in such situations.
A normal young couple’s copulation lasts about two Gak… should I just endure it until then…?
Seo Ryeo-hwa took a deep breath, steeling herself. A strange conflict between her will to maintain composure and her human instincts flickered through her mind.
At this volume, I should be the only one who can hear it… I hope the others don’t notice.
Seo Ryeo-hwa remained lost in thought with her eyes closed. But the subtle noises kept stimulating her consciousness. In the silence of the house, every single sound was crystal clear, making her increasingly uncomfortable.
Still, I wish those two would be a little more careful… honestly.
She shifted into a more comfortable position, trying not to focus on the sounds drifting into her ears.
"Ngh…♡ Ahh…♡"
But Seol-hee’s sweet moans reached her ears with perfect clarity. Seo Ryeo-hwa resisted the urge to open her eyes and let out another deep, internal sigh.
Sigh… these two, really…
Seo Ryeo-hwa tried her best to suppress her feelings and focus on her meditation again. But the moans stimulating her ears were making it harder and harder to maintain her composure. Even as she promised herself, ‘I’ll pretend I don’t know, just this once,’ a faint wrinkle formed on her brow.
Ultimately, she slowly opened her eyes and looked toward where Jin Seo-yun and Seol-hee were. Though it was pitch black, her vision was as clear as day.
W-What… is that…
In the darkness, she could faintly make out a massive, club-like object being held in Seol-hee’s small mouth. She was sucking on it fervently, as if trying to swallow the enormous thing whole.
Seo Ryeo-hwa unknowingly held her breath, rendered speechless by the sight before her. Her mind went blank, and for a moment, she hesitated, unsure of what to do. But she felt so overwhelmed by the massive member that she could only stare blankly.
Is that… really human…?
Seo Ryeo-hwa’s face began to turn red. The heart of the ever-composed Sword Empress was, for this one moment, completely shaken.