Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Do It Here? (1)
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Swoooosh
A single blade cleaved through the four strands of Finger Wind weaving through the air in one stroke.
He quickly noticed that one strand had broken off and survived, twisting his left arm to dodge it.
In that instant, he spotted the unique footwork circling back behind him and disrupted its rhythm.
But as if anticipating that, the footwork halted prematurely, and it charged straight at him instead.
It seemed like a brute-force frontal clash, but it slipped away again just as suddenly.
As he retreated, a thick burst of Palm Force coiled around his blade. With his energy already being conserved, he couldn't slice through it easily.
The Palm Force, which should have been unleashed in at least five separate bursts, was compressed into one—a decisive move, he thought. But he endured it once more.
Peng Yeon-hwa was enjoying her bout with Go Hyeon—no, Kang Yun.
There was nothing particularly remarkable about his technique. In fact, it felt lacking compared to his internal energy reserves.
But he was truly trying to beat her. Since ascending to the ranks of absolute masters, Peng Yeon-hwa had never encountered anyone attempting such a thing.
<It is an honor to meet Peng Yeon-hwa, the foremost among the Five Extremes.>
Those who knew they could never defeat Peng Yeon-hwa would ask for guidance, but they never truly tried to win against her.
Their minds were filled only with thoughts of displaying their techniques fully and receiving critiques on their shortcomings.
No one like the Kang Yun before her would casually discard their own moves without a second thought for the sake of victory.
Every single technique was an attempt to deceive her, strike from behind, and tilt the field in his favor.
Even knowing it was futile, even when all his intentions were sealed in just one or two exchanges and the setup crumbled, he pursued victory relentlessly.
'Does he believe he can win?'
Of course not. One had to at least open their mouth before biting, after all.
Peng Yeon-hwa, with her ability to cleave through even a Palm Force infused with substantial energy using just the edge of her bare hand, was holding back by precisely modulating her power and speed to make the fight viable.
To Kang Yun, that was simply a given. A fight to win.
Pleased by that attitude, Peng Yeon-hwa swung her blade vigorously until she belatedly recalled why she had called him here, seeing him panting for breath.
"Hold—hold on a moment."
Kang Yun, who had been darting around seeking an opening, stopped immediately at her words.
Meeting his frank gaze that seemed to question her intentions, Peng Yeon-hwa remembered visiting Tang Hye-won the day before.
'She said I must show sincerity to this man.'
The key was that it didn't involve seizing what she wanted by force from him.
A woman like Tang Hye-won, whose beauty had fully blossomed, could receive such benefits simply by sharing love...
But for Peng Yeon-hwa, who had not a shred of feminine allure left and was purely a martial artist, teaching through martial exchange was the natural choice for compensation.
Today, caught up in the excitement, she hadn't given proper instruction, but she planned to do so starting tomorrow.
'So it should be fine to bring it up now.'
It was embarrassing to broach the topic, but the decision was made. If only the issue of internal energy could be resolved...
Repeating that to herself, Peng Yeon-hwa still couldn't quite meet Kang Yun's eyes as her lips parted.
"I-I heard from Lady Eun-bi that y-your cultivation method has a s-special circulation technique?"
Here it comes, here it comes, fuck yeah!
The anxiety of not knowing if sex would happen today was a thing of the past.
She had been working him so hard that he figured it was just a way to blow off steam.
Only now, as his energy was finally bottoming out and his dantian began to ache, did words hinting at sex emerge from Peng Yeon-hwa's mouth.
Fresh vigor surged through his exhausted body. Internal energy he thought depleted trickled in from all his meridians.
'Mouth skill, mouth skill!'
Standing, he began circulating his energy through oral breathing and opened his mouth.
"A circulation technique... Y-yes, I do have one..."
He poured all his effort into not revealing how desperately he wanted to fuck Peng Yeon-hwa.
"Th-that... If you've heard, you must know it's very... um..."
As he trailed off, gauging her reaction, Peng Yeon-hwa's sweat-free face began ripening like a peach.
A master of her caliber could snap his neck with a flick of her wrist.
He absolutely couldn't make her feel coerced, and he had to let her take the lead until he could thrust inside.
Or he'd end up a real corpse.
As frustrating as it was, he needed to guide her into making the proposal.
"If you're d-doubting its effects..."
Offering her that justification. Though its efficacy had already been proven through Tang Hye-won, the cases were too few.
Come on, say it.
Say you want to test it on your body!
As if hearing his earnest plea, Peng Yeon-hwa averted her gaze but spoke up.
"I-I'm sorry, but I do have my doubts. S-so, I think a test is needed."
"Y-you mean..."
Peng Yeon-hwa drew in a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"If you're not opposed, that is. If you truly dislike it, we don't have to. B-but if you're fine with it, shall we... try it together?"
Hoo-haha, fanfare!
Contrary to his inner glee, he glanced at her with a flustered expression, unsure what to do.
"F-for my part, if Lady Peng finds it distasteful..."
"I-I'm the one who brought it up. I'm fine with it."
Thus began the back-and-forth of "I'm fine," "No, I'm fine," circling several times until the conversation naturally lulled.
He carefully met Peng Yeon-hwa's trembling eyes.
She squeezed them shut and moved her hands to her waist.
Watching her slowly untie her sash was a sight to behold...
"Sh-should we do it here?"
This was a shock. Sex in the training ground without heading to a bed? For real?
"No one comes here anyway. Better to finish quickly here than go to my quarters."
Her sash was fully undone, but she hesitated to lower her pants, gripping the waistband.
Her eyes asked if they were really doing this.
With no intention of refusing, he began tugging at his own waistband.
Watching him, Peng Yeon-hwa spoke.
"This is purely for verification. Not an affair with a woman, understand?"
"...Yes."
"Since it's not for pleasure, avoid any actions beyond inserting the organ into the vulva."
"Pardon?"
"Don't touch any other parts of the body. Do you understand?"
So, no touching her breasts or lips? What was the point...
"Understood."
But first, he needed to secure the pussy. He nodded slowly, and Peng Yeon-hwa gradually lowered her pants.
They stopped at her knees, revealing sleek legs and firm, sagging-free buttocks.
The sight made his previously limp cock spring erect like a coiled spring.
As he dropped his pants, his massive member emerged into the world.
To someone unfamiliar with cocks, it would seem like the apocalyptic demon king had appeared—a monstrous thing.
Peng Yeon-hwa flinched but turned away, avoiding any comment on it.
With her sword rack empty, she reached out to steady herself and presented her ass.
Thus, the "Tang Family matriarch offering her pussy for internal energy enhancement" was complete.
Saying it out loud made it even hotter.
Between her elastic cheeks gleamed tightly pursed labia.
Had she really borne children?
No trace of moisture on the quivering slit. Lately, used to Tang Hye-won's sopping pussy before even starting, it felt alien.
Even rubbing his glans against it after placing hands on her ass yielded little lubrication.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"It needs lubrication to work, but none is coming."
"Th-that's just my constitution..."
"Then we might need a bit of foreplay to get the fluids going. Is that alright?"
"...Fine."
He prodded her pussy with a finger. Tap-tap.
But even stroking and caressing everywhere showed scant signs of wetting.
The flinching avoidance...
'She seems averse to sex?'
A mother of two? Skeptical, he glanced at her face, but her reddened ears turned firmly away.
Fine, time for some pussy eating then.
Spreading her cheeks, he buried his nose in her plump ass and extended his tongue.
"Hngh...!"
Peng Yeon-hwa panicked at the slick, slippery sensation surging from below.
His hands gripped her ass...
'A tongue...?'
Kang Yun's soft tongue lapped at her vulva—teasing the clit, stroking the lips, probing the entrance.
"No, that's dirty... Ah, ah..."
She tried to stop him, but Kang Yun ignored her, continuing to lick and suck. Or perhaps he heard but deliberately disregarded it.
Receiving such devoted foreplay, never once from her husband, Peng Yeon-hwa felt her lower body tingling.
'It feels... good...?'
Each sweep of the exquisitely soft tongue over her sensitive folds built mounting pleasure.
'This is wrong...'
Forcing down her desire for the ticklish sensation to continue, his tongue suddenly stopped.
"Wh—hngh!"
As if catching her near-protest, Kang Yun calmly slipped a finger inside.
"Mm, this should be sufficient now."
Indeed. This wasn't for enjoyment; it was just to ensure penetration was possible.
Shame flooded her for forgetting that.
Praying for it to end quickly, she soon felt the male organ resting atop her vulva once more.
A stranger's cock.
The rigid, weapon-like shaft prepared to split her crevice.
Suddenly, doubts resurfaced: even for the family's sake, for her own growth, could accepting an outsider's member ever be forgiven?
Peng Yeon-hwa moved to stop the man—
Squelch.
But his thick cock had already pushed partway into her pussy.