The Black Sword Emperor's Legacy (1)
"Then what do I have to do so Young Hero Hyun can come again?"
"What do you mean, how? We just have to do it again and I might."
"Right? Then let's do it again."
"Again?"
"Mm-hmm. Young Hero Hyun has to finish too."
For my sake? Really?
"Hmm. Be honest with me. You just want to keep going with me, don't you?"
"Hii— mm-hmm! I want to do it again."
"Why?"
"Because it feels good. Coming while I climax felt so good."
"Is that so? For a girl who just had her first time today, you're awfully eager."
"I still like it. If something feels good, you should say so."
"Well, I suppose that's true."
"Want me to suck it? Then you'll get hard again, right?"
"Yeah. If you suck it, I'll get hard again."
"Then I'll suck it for you."
Slurp— slurp— shluuup—
Eon Mimi grabbed my cock at once, took it into her mouth, and started sucking with relish.
And so our coupling began all over again. Thanks to that, I came one more time, and Eon Mimi climaxed once more, her face melting into pure bliss.
"Haa… haa… It feels so good."
"It's your first time. Aren't you feeling a little too much?"
"Hnn… But what am I supposed to do if it feels this good?"
"There's something I've been curious about. What happened with Black Sisi? Who did she sleep with? And you watched it, didn't you?"
"Huh…?"
Eon Mimi's face went blank with shock for a moment.
"What happened?"
"Young Hero Hyun… how did you know that?"
"Come on. Your behavior and the things you said have been strange the whole time. A virgin, and yet you came at me like a woman in heat, saying you wanted to sleep with me—you even went as far as anal. There's no explanation for that except that watching your sister got you worked up."
"Ah… I—I see. So that's how you figured it out."
"Tell me what happened. We're staying here to save your sister and restore her to how she used to be, aren't we?"
"Mm… something did happen a little while ago, actually."
Eon Mimi laid out everything her older sister Eon Sisi had done, without holding anything back.
"Hmm. So that's what it was."
"Honestly, I'm a little worried. It feels like Unnie has fallen too deep into lust. She can't keep acting like that after we go back to the Eon family. Word would get out."
"Yeah, that's true enough. She was at the Jiangshi Poison Demon's mercy in that cave for so long. You said she spent the whole day doing nothing but having sex with either the jiangshi or those two bodyguards. Once she rests here for a while and finds some peace, she'll come back to herself."
"Haa… I hope so. I want her back as the proud Unnie she used to be."
Right. Eon Sisi had originally been quite a haughty woman. But after everything she endured inside that cave, her body had changed into one that couldn't restrain its own lust. Given time, she would come back to her senses.
I had completed the Heroine Quest with Eon Mimi. What remained were the Sub Quest, the Regional Quest, and the Bonus Quest.
The very next day, I headed for Wolwangru to take on the Black Sword Emperor Quest.
The first floor of Wolwangru was packed. As the most famous building in Myeon-yang, it always drew crowds, and it was one of those places permanently thronged with sightseers.
But the atmosphere today was completely different.
What the hell? Why are there so many martial artists?
Weapon grades flickered into view between the bodies of the crowd—from three-star all the way down to one-star. The ranks of the weapons people carried were visible to me.
Ordinarily, you might spot one martial artist in a hundred, if that. Right now, roughly half the people mixed in among the ordinary tourists at Wolwangru were martial artists. Weapon grades were lighting up on roughly one person out of every two.
That one is carrying a five-star weapon.
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. At a glance he had the clean, refined features of a scholarly gentleman—but the weapon he carried was a full five-star piece.
He isn't wearing a sword. So that fan in his hand is the weapon?
Of course, a weapon's grade and a martial artist's skill didn't always match one-to-one. But if his martial arts were also five-star, that would make him a Peak expert.
In the game Murim Noona, four-star was set as First-Class and five-star as Peak. In other words, if I picked a fight with that man at my current level, my head would come clean off under his blade.
Looking at it this way, the Reaper's Wisdom skill is pretty useful. It only shows weapon grades, but from those you can roughly infer martial arts ranks too.
Weapon grades visible only to my eyes. Through them, I could confirm that Wolwangru currently held at least one five-star Peak expert, along with a number of four-star First-Class masters.
And the sudden flood of martial artists into Wolwangru meant—
Rumors about the Black Sword Emperor must have spread. Word got out that his treasure is somewhere in Wolwangru.
Looking closer, every one of them was carefully inspecting the building. Even on the upper floors, martial artists were mixed in among the tourists, scrutinizing Wolwangru's structure just as thoroughly. They were all thinking the Black Sword Emperor's treasure might be hidden somewhere in the building, and they were hunting for it.
What now? I can't move freely in a situation like this.
I still remembered the special setup I had placed in Wolwangru. Working backward from that, I could figure out exactly where and how the Black Sword Emperor Quest had been configured.
I need to get underground. But with things like this, there's no way down.
Nothing for it. I would have to come back at night, when no one was looking. For now, with this many people around, I withdrew.
In the dead of night, when the crowds were gone, I returned to Wolwangru.
Stepping onto the first floor, I found no one in sight.
Good. Time to get started.
Beside the third pillar. And beside the third pillar was the space under the stairs—a spot no one's feet ever reached.
Thud thud—
Faint, but there it was: a hollow resonance.
Grrrnnnd—
A thick, heavy stone slab. No one had any reason to stand under the stairs, and the slab was so thick that even if someone did step on it, they would never notice a difference from the others.
But when I lifted the slab, a staircase was revealed beneath it—a stairway leading underground.
I lit the oil lamp I had prepared and went in.
Descending into the depths, I found a small stone chamber. Beneath Wolwangru, unknown to anyone, there had been a subterranean stone room all along.
At the center of the chamber stood a single stone table, and on that table sat a box.
"Hoo. No one even knew there was a stone chamber under Wolwangru—that's why the Black Sword Emperor's legacy was never found."
"Haha. Indeed. And thanks to that, I've discovered the underground chamber and claimed the Black Sword Emperor's treasure—so I really ought to thank you."
A booming, hearty laugh sent a cold shiver racing straight up my spine.
"W-Who…?"
A man came down the stairs into view.
Damn it. A five-star weapon owner.
The same five-star weapon holder I had seen during the day. His martial arts were almost certainly five-star Peak as well.
If we fought?
My head would be off in a single stroke.
I had no sword right now, and I didn't know any sword forms. My only offensive martial art was poison arts—and those required me to grab hold of the opponent's body. Releasing poison qi to intoxicate someone wasn't impossible, but that only worked on low-level fighters. A Peak expert would sense the poison the instant it appeared and block it with protective qi.
There was no way to win a fight.
"Me? In the martial world, they call me the Jade Fan Poison Demon."
"The Jade Fan Poison Demon?"
"Heh heh. During the day, with so many eyes around, I figured no one would dare make a move. I thought that if someone actually knew where the Black Sword Emperor's legacy was, they'd wait for the dead of night, slip in unseen, and search for it. And just as I expected—here you are, in the middle of the night, finding the underground chamber at Wolwangru."
Okseondokma, who had discovered the stone chamber thanks to me, was grinning from ear to ear.
Damn it! Of all people, I had to run into one of the martial world's major villains.
In Murim Noona, Okseondokma was a well-known character who fought with a fan loaded with poison needles. Mention a jade fan, and his name was the first that came to mind. The fan wasn't paper—it was iron-faced, sharp as a blade, and optimized for cutting.
Survival first.
"If you came for the Black Sword Emperor's legacy, please take it."
"Oh my. Didn't you come for the Black Sword Emperor's legacy yourself?"
"I did. But I don't have the courage to play the tough guy in front of the Jade Fan Poison Demon."
That was my honest feeling. Put on airs in front of Okseondokma, and that fan would take my head clean off.
"Hmm. Is that so? Not bad instincts for self-preservation. In that case, I'll be taking the Black Sword Emperor's legacy."
Whoosh— thump—
In a flash of movement, Okseondokma launched himself forward and landed in front of the stone table at the center.
"Hmm. So this is the Black Sword Emperor's legacy. You've done well."
Whish whish— thwack thwack—
"Ghk! P-Poison needles!"
"That's right. Poison needles."
Thud—
The moment Okseondokma's poison needles struck, I felt the venom start to spread.
You son of a bitch. I knew you'd pull something like this.
The word "Poison Demon" in his epithet hadn't been stuck on for nothing. He earned that name by doing filthy work like this. He used poison, and his poison techniques came from the demonic path rather than the orthodox sects—hence, Poison Demon.
Even after I had yielded the box, he still shot me with poison needles to make absolutely sure I was finished. Of course the poison had no effect on me—but since the needles had hit, I had to play the part of a man succumbing to the toxin. That was how I stayed alive.
So for now, just survive.
Wait. But it wasn't just Okseondokma alone, was it?