Chapter 3
Chapter 3
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: I'll Make You the World's Greatest Expert (Lustful Demon) (3)
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Lee Ja-seong inwardly felt a deep satisfaction as he watched his disciple absorb the teachings with voracious intensity.
He had only recently learned that Eon So-young, the in-law of the Namgung Family, had come to the Emei Sect with her daughter Namgung Hye to visit a close friend.
Even up until the moment he planned to strike as they departed, he never could have imagined things would turn out like this.
No—he had never even considered taking a disciple.
This was because, through his own practice of the Ascending Immortal Art, he vaguely acknowledged that the art itself was inherently flawed.
The essence of the art lay in maintaining the balance of true qi through intercourse with women, yet to fully unleash its power required one crucial prerequisite.
The meridians of the lower dantian—derisively called the "filth"—had to be developed based on lust for the female form. But this was impossible to teach a child whose acupoints had not yet fully hardened.
Lee Ja-seong had failed. His master had failed. All his ancestors had failed.
Regardless of his martial prowess ranking among the top three in the world, his lower dantian cultivation barely reached the upper tiers of first-class or the entry level of peak realm.
Even peak experts made a name for themselves in a region, but to Lee Ja-seong, who had reached the pinnacle of superhuman mastery, it was utterly insignificant.
What should have been unified was split in two, disrupting harmony and rendering the Ascending Immortal Art incomplete—an inevitable truth.
There were two paths forward for the art.
Abandon its lecherous identity and evolve into an ordinary martial art to pursue ascension.
Or persist down this impossible road despite knowing better.
Lee Ja-seong had even contemplated letting the Color Heaven Sect's lineage end with him. What use was an ascension art that could never ascend?
Convinced that no ancestor had reached his level, the role of Lustful Demon had devolved from means to end.
But he firmly believed this lucky charm before him would be different. A fully adult body brimming with sexual desire, meridians purer than a child's, and untapped talent untrained in any art!
Blinded by potential, he had rashly accepted him as disciple, but Lee Ja-seong would welcome Kang Yun even if he were a pawn of the orthodox sects or his sworn enemies.
His own master must have schemed to refine the Lecherous Origin Postures for self-improvement. But this disciple needed no such tweaks—a fact that thrilled him.
"Have you memorized it all?"
"Yes, Master."
The Lecherous Origin Postures consisted of eight stances, including the horse stance. Even without sensing inner energy, assuming the correct form naturally strengthened and purified the meridians—a wondrous effect.
"Each person's bones and meridians differ, so the ideal form varies slightly. It's hard now, but once you can handle qi, you'll sense it. I'll teach you to examine the true qi's flow through your acupoints then."
"..."
The boy, who had promptly replied "Yes, Master" each time, fell silent. Turning to look, Lee Ja-seong saw Kang Yun with his head bowed, staring downward.
"What's wrong? Even if it's tiring, don't bow your head—keep looking straight ahead."
It was the first day of training, so fatigue might be setting in.
When he had trained under his own master as a child, he often lost focus and got scolded. But Kang Yun was a full-grown adult with burning eagerness to learn.
Of course, Lee Ja-seong couldn't know Kang Yun was exerting superhuman focus out of fear his head might fly off at any moment.
As he pondered a short break, Kang Yun's voice reached his ears.
"...Master. Um..."
"What is it?"
"That... what I'm feeling now—is it true qi?"
Still holding the horse stance, Kang Yun cautiously pointed to his lower abdomen. His finger precisely indicated the Gwonwon acupoint—the second most vital point after the Sea of Qi for wielding the art.
Lee Ja-seong wondered how many generations of ancestors had amassed merit for such a disciple to appear.
"Mm..."
Eon So-young forced her heavy eyelids open.
She hadn't experienced this since reaching a certain level in her martial arts, but her mind felt foggy, shrouded in mist.
Dragging her unusually lethargic body upright, she realized her surroundings were strangely unfamiliar.
"Gasp!"
In that instant, memories crashed into her hazy mind like a blow to the back of her head.
An unbelievably powerful expert had appeared, and the Namgung Family—its name meaningless—suffered utter defeat.
She had resisted with all her might, but her fists hadn't even scratched him.
'Hye! Where's Hye?'
Knowing escape was impossible against such a foe, she clung to hope.
His target had been her daughter.
Though the reason was unknown, she couldn't yield her child to such a brute.
'Did he take me since he couldn't catch Hye? Am I a hostage?'
No guards watched her, no bonds restrained her.
The nearby door seemed she could smash it effortlessly.
If only she could wield her inner energy.
Her limbs moved freely, but her qi wouldn't budge.
Whatever trick this was, being unable to use power that could shatter boulders left her suffocatingly frustrated.
Her nagging lethargy and dullness stemmed from her energy being sealed.
As she debated opening the door, a voice echoed in her ears.
[Seems you're awake.]
It was Lee Ja-seong's telepathic message. Even teaching Kang Yun the art, his keen senses caught the movement in the hut he'd prepared elsewhere.
[Can't use energy, so no telepathy back. I can hear you speak, so ask away.]
"Who are you?"
[Ah, forgot to introduce. If I'd said upfront, you might've handed over Namgung Hye willingly. I'm Color Blood Demon Lee Ja-seong.]
Fury at his nonsense was brief—his name shocked her.
"Blood Demon! You're the Blood Demon?"
[Why do people always drop the 'Color'? Omitting it doesn't erase your beatings by the Lustful Demon.]
Lee Ja-seong grumbled, but Eon So-young had no attention for it.
Among the world's top twelve absolute masters, he vied for the lead with three others.
Unlike the Martial Alliance Leader Sword Saint or Demonic Cult Lord Divine Demon, he led no faction. His mere survival suggested he outclassed them—a cautious assessment.
He was the world's Lustful Demon, ravaging famed beauties without discrimination.
The entire martial world feared him, leading many women to early marriages to evade his clutches.
Solely to avoid him.
Realizing three peak experts meant as little to him as three children, Eon So-young berated her folly.
"What of Hye? Do you have her? The other family members?"
[Namgung Hye's under my protection. Dealt with a few who lunged... but let the compliant ones go. No worries.]
Eon So-young ground her teeth. Imagining her blooming daughter defiled by that lecher tore at her heart and ignited rage.
"Let me... see my daughter. At least confirm she's safe."
But captured and energy-sealed, her options were limited to pleas.
[Sorry, can't. Now you know enough—time for my business.]
"Not enough after violating my daughter? What more do you want?!"
[Misunderstanding, Lady Namgung. I haven't taken Namgung Hye.]
His words sparked faint hope, but the follow-up furrowed her brow again.
[Yet.]
"What do you mean? Don't tell me..."
[Exactly. It depends on you, Lady Namgung.]
His voice sounded slyly teasing. She knew what he wanted.
"You want me... to take her place?"
Her limbs trembled. Was it shame at submitting to an overwhelming tyrant's demand, or something else?
[Quick on the uptake—convenient.]
"Shameless wretch. No shame as a famed Jianghu figure?"
[Thought it generous. Heard your family head's on death's door—misheard?]
Eon So-young was speechless. How did he know what she'd learned rushing from a peak expert clansman?
[Even if you hurry, you'll still miss his final moments. Or maybe he's already gone. Your chastity versus your daughter's purity—potential Nine Dragons Three Phoenixes material...]
"..."
[Which holds more value? Hm?]
She wanted to block the devil's whisper. But telepathy pierced even plugged ears.
[As Namgung in-law, choose wisely. No rush, of course.]
"I under...stand..."
He spoke magnanimously, but she knew the reprieve was meaningless.
[Come and go freely. Meals delivered, bathing arranged if needed. Just don't stray far.]
The voice cut off. Eon So-young buried her face in her knees.
From the moment the proposal was made, she had only one choice.
The Blood Demon's victims were all pure virgins. Even in the free martial world, it was a massive hurdle for prestigious daughters.
If she were in that mother’s position, she would have taken the opportunity immediately.
She would have done the same if she were in that position.
And that truth filled her with sorrow.