Chapter 82
Chapter 82
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Shouldn't You Watch Until the End? (2)
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Namgung Hye was exhausted.
"Ahh...♥ Young master, don't squeeze...!"
To the endless coupling of the two—no, to Kang Yun's insatiable lust as he kept it going.
Her mother was worn out from the relentless insertions, yet she recovered quickly each time and met the man again.
It felt more like mental fatigue than physical; her body showed no signs of tiring at all.
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...♥
"So-young's squeezing my cock so tight, but I can't squeeze your tits?"
"Your cock...! Hnngh♥ It's mine to begin with...!"
But all that filled her ears was her mother's lewd laughter claiming the milk was for the baby as she welcomed his manhood.
Even now as dawn broke, their lovemaking showed no signs of stopping.
Her mother, hips thrust back, taking in what must still be his rock-hard erection.
In a situation where she couldn't close her eyes or cover her ears, from sunset to sunrise, a feast of flesh had unfolded right before her.
She resented her body, trained in martial arts, that wouldn't even let her fall asleep from exhaustion.
"So-young, I'm cumming inside again! Take it all!"
"Yesss...♥"
And finally, the man's ceaseless thrusting hips came to a halt.
He was surely pumping that filthy white fluid deep into her mother's womb once more.
The two convulsed with their lower bodies still joined, until her mother collapsed sideways onto the bed.
Meanwhile, the man rose to his knees and gazed out the window at the brightening sky before suddenly turning and locking eyes with Namgung Hye.
His manhood still erect, he snapped his fingers at her, releasing her pressure point.
"Namgung girl... you saw it all, right?"
"...Yes."
His sweat-glistened body was on full display. Even the shape of his still-throbbing erection below.
"Even after this... you still say it's not true love?"
In truth, Namgung Hye had been so lost in the scene that she'd forgotten all about her own concerns.
Of course it was love.
No loftier or more beautiful love could claim to be greater than this.
"No, I... I see your love now."
"Then you'll help us?"
"...Yes."
Part of it was fear that denying it would lead to an even more intense display.
The man still seemed full of energy.
His hand moved, releasing her movement point as well, restoring full freedom to her body.
"Um, excuse me... c-could I have my clothes...?"
Namgung Hye spoke, tense as if he might seal her points again any moment.
"Oh, sorry about that."
The man hurriedly grabbed his clothes and covered her mother's body with a blanket.
There was no need to show more coupling, so it was a perfectly reasonable reaction, but...
'After parading it all night.'
Acting like he was just covering up after an accidental glimpse made it all the more chilling.
She hadn't asked to see it; her mother had forced her to watch, and this man had gone on endlessly.
Even at the end of each round, he hadn't spoken to her—like a threat.
Her memories were still spotty, but seeing this relatively normal-seeming man act so outrageously was a massive shock to Namgung Hye.
Kang Yun had simply been caught up in the heat, fucking without end, but even if he'd explained, she wouldn't have believed him.
The room reeked so thickly of bodily fluids that it numbed her nose entirely throughout that time.
For Namgung Hye, that nightmare of an ordeal had finally ended.
Namgung Hye left.
Once her safety was somewhat assured, she glared daggers at me again but ultimately vowed to protect Eon So-young from the Namgung family's scrutiny.
Don't get the wrong idea. That doesn't mean I approve of things between you and Mother. If it ever threatens the Namgung family, I'll reveal everything.
I could accept that much.
Exposing or hiding Eon So-young, who had already stepped down from her position, wouldn't harm the Namgung family anyway.
I spent my time relatively carefree, training in martial arts with Mother and soothing Eon So-young. Of course, we spent the nights together too.
And today.
"Young master..."
"I'll come back. Just wait a little."
Would I be able to stop by on the way back? Who knows. Even if I did, it could cause problems.
Tang Hye-won was also pregnant, and the two women's due dates were only about a month apart.
If my schedule got messed up, I might not be there for Tang Hye-won's delivery.
Plus, once I became one of the Nine Dragons, people would start paying attention to my movements, and I wanted to avoid drawing unnecessary eyes to Eon So-young.
"You have to come back... right?"
"Next time, I'll come with a plan to take So-young with me at least."
I lightly kissed Eon So-young's cheek, and the maids pretended not to see in shock.
They weren't used to it yet—worth repeating, but in this household, kissing was foreplay, a prelude to sex.
"Just in case, when the time comes, make sure everyone around is clean—especially the midwife..."
"I know. Don't worry so much."
Eon So-young laughed innocently, as if to say how many times had she heard this? But it was important.
I hugged Eon So-young tightly one last time and bid farewell to the baby too.
'Baby, Dad might not make it for the birth, but I'll come see you soon after.'
Only after stroking Eon So-young's belly once more did I mount my horse.
If I turned back or opened my mouth, I'd get sentimental again, so I urged the horse forward, staring straight ahead for a long while.
Mother seemed to sense my feelings and rode quietly beside me.
Only after we'd ridden far enough that even looking back wouldn't show Eon So-young's estate did Mother speak.
"...Son, we're heading to Shaolin Temple now. Are you prepared?"
"...Yes."
The Nine Dragons Contest itself didn't require much preparation. My weapons were my two hands and two feet—no need to pack any.
The issue was meeting people.
Famous late-bloomers would gather, vying for the Nine Dragons spots, including plenty of golden spoons from the Nine Sects or Five Great Families.
'Even Father faced scorn.'
They'd shut up once I won and became a Dragon, but until then, some might trash-talk me.
With Mother here, no one too crazy would confront me directly, but...
"Don't worry too much, Mother. It'll be fine."
"Some might provoke you hoping you'll strike first. Don't forget that."
It seemed Mother's worries had grown after seeing me hurl palm force in anger at that loudmouth White Lion Sect Leader last time.
Among the late-bloomers I'd met so far were Namgung Hye, Tang Young, and Tang Mu-hon.
My first meeting with Tang Young had been a bit awkward, but ultimately, all three were decent people...
'Not everyone's a lunatic!'
If the ones I'd met so far were decent, surely some others would be too.
Ignore the lunatics and get along with the decent ones.
Or so I thought, but things felt off right from the start.
"Long time no see, Lady Zhuge. Oh, and that's your son? Pardon my rudeness, but Lady Zhuge's son is..."
Some auntie in flashy clothes was chatting with Mother, but her gaze toward me was anything but normal.
After three days of hard riding, we arrived at Shaolin Temple as planned.
Unlike what I'd imagined, it was packed with merchants—apparently normal, since traders flocked whenever the Nine Dragons Contest was held.
On the way up, that's when we ran into this auntie.
"Nice to meet you, young hero. I'm Mae So-hyang of Huashan Sect. And you are?"
"Ah, yes, nice to meet you. Lady Mae. I'm Kang Yun."
Since Huashan Sect was in Shaanxi like the Zhuge family, Mother knew her fairly well.
"Hmm..."
Mae So-hyang looked dissatisfied as she spoke again.
"Your sect?"
"...I don't have one worth mentioning, but lately I've been learning from Lady Peng Yeon-hwa."
"Peng Yeon-hwa, you say? The Flower Festival?"
"Yes."
She emphasized the name Peng Yeon-hwa, and Mae So-hyang's lips curled into a savage grin.
A predator's smile that didn't suit her glamorous beauty.
"Lady Mae...?"
"Ah, yes. Good luck."
Mae So-hyang tossed out a perfunctory encouragement and spun on her heel, walking off.
Her curt replies had been annoying me already, and now she just said her piece and left, making it even more irritating.
I later heard from Mother that Mae So-hyang had a rivalry with Peng Yeon-hwa.
The young man beside her, probably her son, kept butting in, so she couldn't send a transmission.
"I shouldn't have mentioned her name..."
"We were bound to clash eventually one way or another. And honestly... I don't like Mae So-hyang much either."
Back when Mother was one of the Three Phoenixes, so was Mae So-hyang.
Wit Phoenix Zhuge Mi-ryeong, Plum Phoenix Mae So-hyang, and Blade Phoenix Peng Yeon-hwa—the trio of their generation.
The youngest, Mother, had been the leader of the Three Phoenixes, so in her youth, the Huashan-proud Mae So-hyang had often challenged her.
She'd mellowed with age, but now she was throwing a fit because the lowliest of the Three Phoenixes, Peng Yeon-hwa, had suddenly claimed the title of absolute master.
'Even 20 years of friendship can't beat "Down with Mae So-hyang" generational beef...'
She was surely involved somehow.
"She won't do anything too outrageous... but still, be careful."
Mother grumbled for a while about why we'd run into that woman first of all people.
We climbed Mount Song and arrived at Shaolin Temple, where a young monk guided us to stable our horses and assigned our lodgings.
Lodgings prepared by the Sword Saint, that is.
"Yes, the Alliance Leader specially instructed us to prepare them."
According to the monk, the Sword Saint had even sent a letter just in case.
Mother, unaware I'd been avoiding him, told me to thank him properly later... we'll see.
'If I somehow surpass the Sword Saint before he dies, maybe then.'
Low odds, but you never know.
Most warriors from mid-to-small sects or ronin stayed in the crowded inns or temporary lodgings below, but this place was decently quiet.
Silently thanking the Sword Saint in my mind, I opened the door to our lodgings.
"Wifey!"
"Hubby?"
Inside was a man with a massive presence and build filling the room—my adoptive father, Go Cheon.
"How did you...?"
"How? Lady Peng sent word. Yun changed his mind and decided to enter the Nine Dragons Contest?"
"Yes, Father."
"Once you're a son, you should send word about stuff like this, you heartless brat."
Father half-jokingly scolded me with exaggerated theatrics, but I barely heard him over my pounding heart.
I probably just grinned awkwardly.
'Father, forgive this unfilial son.'
Thump thump thump thump thump
Listening to my wildly racing heartbeat, I met eyes with Mother, who was looking at me.
We instantly knew we were thinking the same thing.
"Pretty nice lodgings they've prepared. I was gonna rent a nearby inn as soon as I heard, but the Alliance Leader really..."
As Father admired the room, I sidled up to Mother and grabbed her ass firmly.
"Hnngh..."
A moan slipped through Mother's clenched teeth.
I let go before Father turned, but I didn't forget to make one vow in my heart.
While we're here, I'm having reckless conception sex with Mother. No matter what.