Chapter 165
Chapter 165
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 48
>Chapter Title: Proposal (4)
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"How utterly incompetent you are as the successor, Miss."
Wi So-yeon's expression sharpened at Mok Kyung-un's insulting words.
To become the Leader's successor, she had shouldered so much.
How could this fool possibly understand the weight of the path she bore, and judge her so carelessly?
*Clench!*
"You..."
Wi So-yeon bit her lip hard, on the verge of erupting in anger.
That was when Mok Kyung-un smiled faintly and spoke.
"That's why you should give that body of yours to me."
'!?'
Wi So-yeon's face froze stiff in an instant.
She doubted her own ears for a moment.
What had this man just said to her?
'Give that body to me?'
*Blush!*
Repeating his words in her mind, her face flushed red as a ripe persimmon in a heartbeat.
It was the first time in her life she felt such humiliating shame.
To her ears, Mok Kyung-un's absurd demand sounded like blatant mockery of her.
Ever since deciding to walk the path of successor, she had forsaken any life as a woman.
And now this bastard was toying with her?
*Hummm!*
Wi So-yeon could no longer hold back.
In an instant, sharp sword intent flared from her sword manual, slicing toward Mok Kyung-un's neck.
'I'll kill him.'
However,
*Swish!*
Mok Kyung-un effortlessly dodged her sword intent with half a step, then seized her wrist.
Unlike moments ago, she truly intended to kill him this time, so she had no intention of stopping.
*Paak!*
The moment her wrist was grabbed, Wi So-yeon aimed a kick at Mok Kyung-un's head.
But it was no ordinary kick.
Even her kick carried razor-sharp sword intent.
'She can do it with her feet too?'
Mok Kyung-un leaned his head back slightly at the sharp strike laced with deadly sword intent from her foot.
Wi So-yeon's kick narrowly missed.
She didn't stop there, unleashing a flurry of ultimate techniques.
'Heavenly Sword Forms. Third Stance: Polished Star Sword!'
*Shhha shhha shhha!*
Starlight-like radiance burst from Wi So-yeon's hand, as eight sword manuals simultaneously pierced toward Mok Kyung-un's vital acupoints.
Ascendant, Super-Ascendant, and beyond—that was the Peerless Sword Stance.
Six Heavens.
Among the six absolute beings called the pinnacle of the Central Plains martial world, the Leader's unique Heavenly Sword Forms were truly flawless Peerless Sword Stances.
However,
*Shhha shhha shhha!*
Mok Kyung-un's sword manual slyly slipped through the gaps in her forms.
It was a sword trajectory even she hadn't anticipated.
A glint of surprise lit Wi So-yeon's eyes.
'How?'
As if reading her mind, Mok Kyung-un spoke.
"It packs more power than the First Young Master's stances."
'Ah!'
Right. She'd heard this guy had clashed with her eldest senior brother.
But this was ridiculous.
After just one bout with the eldest senior brother, whose stances were known to be near-perfect without flaw in the Heavenly Sword Forms, how could he counter like this?
*Clang clang clang clang!*
Her sword intent clashed with Mok Kyung-un's, sparks flying in the air like clanging metal, sharp sounds echoing everywhere.
*Whoosh!*
Wi So-yeon hurriedly shifted her stance as Mok Kyung-un's single sword exploited the opening in her form.
'Heavenly Sword Forms. Fifth Stance: Droplet Chaos of Ages!'
Like water droplets falling over eons piercing rock, her sword path converged on a single point.
The Fifth Stance held power comparable to the Heavenly Sword Forms' secret techniques.
Yet,
*Crack crack crack clang!*
Mok Kyung-un wove a dense net with his sword manual, pressuring her stance instead.
Wi So-yeon's expression grew darker by the second.
What the hell was this guy?
How was he breaching the Heavenly Sword Forms like this?
It couldn't have been a three-day nonstop duel with the eldest senior brother, yet he seemed so familiar with the stances.
It felt like he knew the Heavenly Sword Forms to some degree.
'Is this what a true genius is?'
Just half a month ago, she'd dismissed him as a mere novice, but now he loomed like an unfathomable mountain.
He truly was a monster.
How wonderful it would be if such a man loyally followed her.
But he was undoubtedly a vessel no one could control.
A brazen rogue who came to her after advancing his martial arts, causing a scene and humiliating her.
Now she understood why the eldest senior brother had fought him.
This man was...
*Swish!*
It happened right then.
His figure scattered like smoke in an instant, and Mok Kyung-un pierced through the trajectory of her sword, closing in right before her.
'Clear River Bright Moon Step!'
This lightness skill's danger lay in its high-speed movement over short distances.
Even within ten paces, its footwork was so profound it was hard to track with the naked eye.
'How the hell did he learn this?'
No matter how she thought about it, it made no sense.
But that wasn't the important part.
Wi So-yeon hurriedly summoned sword intent with her left hand to block Mok Kyung-un.
However,
*Pak!*
Mok Kyung-un's movements were far faster than hers.
In a flash, he lightly grabbed her left wrist, pressed the acupoint on her shoulder, and shoved her back.
"Hng!"
*Shrrrk!*
Wi So-yeon's figure was pushed back six paces in an instant.
"Haa..."
A sigh escaped Wi So-yeon's lips.
'He's strong.'
Undeniably, Mok Kyung-un was a level above her now.
The difference between breaching the wall or not was clear.
However,
'He struck the shoulder acupoint, not the neck.'
It looked like he was suppressing her without injury.
This only made her mood sour more.
'Is he going easy on me?'
It didn't even feel like he was treating her as a martial artist.
[Give that body to me.]
*Clench!*
Wi So-yeon bit her lip hard.
Was it because he saw her as a woman?
That thought stirred a strange feeling amid her shame as a warrior.
'This should be enough, right?'
Unlike her frustrated heart, Mok Kyung-un was simply moderating his strength at Cheongryeong's request, suppressing Wi So-yeon without a single flaw.
If not for her bizarre constitution overflowing with qi far beyond her cultivation, he would have subdued her already.
-Heh heh heh. Well done, mortal.
Cheongryeong spoke in satisfaction.
Until now, they'd postponed because no one knew when Mok Kyung-un would grow strong, but she had her eyes on Wi So-yeon's body, which resembled her own so closely.
Possession was essentially body-snatching.
Yet, obtaining Wi So-yeon's body felt like resurrection itself, exciting her.
-Strike her brain to knock her out. I'll handle the rest.
-Got it.
Mok Kyung-un pressed Wi So-yeon harder, finally forcing her to the ground.
*Thud!*
'Ah.'
Unable to maintain her stance, Wi So-yeon collapsed. Seeing Mok Kyung-un pinning her down and looking from above filled her with shame.
Was this bastard really after her body?
As the Leader's disciple of the Heaven-Earth Society, no one had ever shown romantic interest openly.
Yet here he was, blatantly toying with her.
"Let go!"
"I can't do that."
"You think you can get away with this?"
"Get away? I wouldn't have done it if I couldn't handle the fallout. Besides, once you give me your body, you'll be with me forever anyway. So what?"
With those words, Mok Kyung-un gave a faint smile.
It was truly bizarre.
When she first saw him, she had thought him strikingly handsome, a beautiful man.
But intent on the Leader's path, that was the end of it.
Yet strangely, realizing he sought to take her made Wi So-yeon's face flush red.
*Thump! Thump! Thump!*
Her heart pounded wildly.
Why was this happening?
It was hard to control her racing heart.
[You'll be with me forever anyway. So what.]
Mok Kyung-un's words shook her mind endlessly, confusing her.
Did this man want her as a woman enough to bear all consequences?
'......'
Wi So-yeon looked into Mok Kyung-un's eyes.
His gaze was straight and unwavering, fixed directly on her face.
Excluding her master and senior brothers, he was the first man to look at her face so boldly.
'......'
Then Mok Kyung-un brought his hand to her face.
Precisely, he gathered palm energy at her forehead to damage her brain.
At that moment, she spoke.
"Wait."
Of course, Mok Kyung-un had no reason to stop.
Yet Wi So-yeon said in a slightly trembling voice,
"You... really want me as a woman?"
'!?'
Mok Kyung-un furrowed his brow at her words.
Want her as a woman?
It seemed this woman had misunderstood something.
He had no interest in romantic relations or male-female attachments, but he immediately grasped how she'd interpreted his words.
'Ah, there was room for misunderstanding?'
Not knowing his true purpose, she naturally twisted "want your body" that way.
But explanation was pointless now.
He ignored her, moving his palm to her forehead,
*Groooar!*
In that instant, Wi So-yeon's energy surged dramatically.
Beyond merely raising her internal energy, her power exploded to a level surpassing even Mok Kyung-un at the early Flower Realm.
'What the hell?'
But it didn't end there.
*Crackle crackle!*
An immense chill leaked from Wi So-yeon.
The cold was so intense that frost formed around them instantly, and white breath escaped Mok Kyung-un's mouth.
*Shhh shhh!*
Wi So-yeon's hair was gradually turning white.
The sight was utterly mystical.
At her change, Cheongryeong exclaimed in disbelief.
-Hah! Mortal, this woman has Pure Yin Blocked Veins.
-Pure Yin Blocked Veins?
-A rare constitution appearing once every few centuries. Endless yin-cold true qi rises from all her meridians, blocking her channels—she'd die young before thirty without relief.
-......But she's fine.
-She must have learned a method to suppress her internal energy.
Otherwise, she couldn't have survived without the yin energy rampaging.
Even Cheongryeong was seeing Pure Yin Blocked Veins for the first time.
Called the cursed short-lived constitution, overcoming it granted inexhaustible qi regardless of cultivation—but it was no easy feat.
She'd never heard of anyone conquering Pure Yin Blocked Veins.
'This woman......'
Had she overcome it?
*Crunch! Crunch!*
Blue veins bulged around Wi So-yeon's eyes.
'No.'
As expected, she hadn't overcome it.
Her guess was spot on.
Wi So-yeon had just released the True Harmony Forbidden Gate Essentials taught by her master, unleashing the absolute yin true qi from her sealed meridians throughout her body.
[At most a quarter incense stick. No longer.]
Her master's warning.
Maintaining this state beyond a quarter would freeze her meridians solid, killing her.
But for that brief time, she could unleash limitless ultimate yin energy that even Flower Realm masters couldn't handle lightly.
Only her master the Leader and she knew this.
'I meant to save it as a trump card against the eldest senior brother, but...'
To use it on this man.
If even this cursed power that could take her life was overcome, she'd accept it as fate.
Releasing her absolute yin true qi, she said,
"You want me? Then break this cursed power too."
*Shaaaah! Crackle crackle!*
Under the immense absolute yin true qi, Wi So-yeon and Mok Kyung-un's clothes froze solid.
The area within a dozen paces overflowed with cold evoking the North Sea's blizzards.
Wi So-yeon drew up more qi, trying to fling off Mok Kyung-un pressing her shoulder from above.
*Shaaaah!*
Right then.
*Pa shhh shhh!*
In that moment, jet-black poisonous energy surged from Mok Kyung-un's entire body.
The black-red energy clashed with her absolute yin true qi's chill, filling the surroundings with steam.
'This is?'
Wi So-yeon instinctively knew what this energy was.
It was poison qi.
'......Impossible.'
Emitting poison qi from the whole body marked the Poison Man realm.
What was going on?
Mok Kyung-un had been taken as a disciple by the Venom King just two hours ago.
Yet in that short time, he'd mastered the Venom King's unique Poison Demon Scripture, reaching its pinnacle Poison Man realm?
How could such absurdity happen?
She couldn't believe it.
Then his voice reached her ears.
"Curious how I handled the First Young Master?"
"What?"
Before her words finished, Mok Kyung-un pulled the prone Wi So-yeon into an embrace.
"W-Wai..."
*Pa shhh shhh!*
In that instant, chill and poison qi collided, spewing even thicker steam.
But this caused something shocking for Wi So-yeon.
The intense poison qi carried heat too, shattering the frozen clothes around their torsos where her absolute yin true qi had chilled them.
*Fluff!*
"You... you!"
As their bare skin touched from the shattered clothes, Wi So-yeon's cheeks burned scarlet.
In that split second, Mok Kyung-un sensed her energy waver temporarily.
And he pinpointed the source of her rampaging Pure Yin Blocked Veins energy.
'Found it.'
It was the Middle Cinnabar acupoint below her chest on the Conception Vessel.
Mok Kyung-un pushed away the flustered Wi So-yeon and pressed his palm to her mid-abdomen's Middle Cinnabar point.
Overwhelmed by shame, Wi So-yeon frantically tried to swat him away.
"Get your hand off now!"
However,
*Shoooo!*
"Haa."
Her slender waist arched backward.
'!!!!!'
Wi So-yeon's head tilted back, her eyes trembling.
Her rampaging Pure Yin Blocked Veins energy was being sucked into Mok Kyung-un's palm.