Postponing My Descent—Maybe Next Year?
I set down Master's damned letter, my hand trembling pathetically.
'Jejaya, I went through it too!' The fact that my stunning, merciless Master had once been a rugged dude like me—and that my name was now permanently this ridiculous Yeonhwa—had pulverized my sanity into dust.
But what threw me even more was the reaction from this new body of mine, now fully Yeonhwa.
The chamber was crammed with bizarre, blatantly obscene tools. I cleared my throat awkwardly, pretending to look away like I couldn't care less. But my eyes were already rolling magnetically toward the display shelf.
Ahem, ahem! I'm only checking these out to analyze if Master's gadgets will actually help with my qi cultivation as a martial artist. Yeah, totally pure intentions here.
With that flimsy excuse in my head, I crept up to the shelf and started picking up the jade-carved tools one by one for a proper inspection.
The first thing that caught my eye was a massive jade rod half the length of my forearm.
I swallowed hard and tentatively pressed the monstrous thing against my lower belly.
"Holy shit... this is supposed to go all the way in? No way! Won't it punch right through to my womb?"
A chill ran down my spine at the horrifying image. I set it down, and next up was a freakish double rod branching out on both sides.
"Wait, is this the double... you know, for girls scissoring like in porn? Has that kinda advanced culture already hit the murim?"
Beside it sat a strange jade orb with a blunt, rounded hollow at the tip. I squinted, turning it this way and that.
"No way... this goes in the ass? Even a top martial master wouldn't circulate qi through their sphincter muscles!"
As I critiqued each tool, a sudden jolt hit me. Every time I handled them, my lower belly tingled oddly, my breathing quickening.
"No, snap out of it, you idiot! Using this stuff'll trap me as a chick forever! My body's just a shell—the real me's still a prime Korean stud!"
I shook my head firmly. But my brain and hands weren't on the same page.
Despite my resolve, my right hand had already gripped a sleek, glossy red-tinged jade rod.
Jaseong Hyeorok
Inject a trace of qi, and it vibrates on its own to loosen your qi and blood.
Loosens qi and blood? Vibrates on its own?
Unable to resist my curiosity, I channeled a tiny bit of qi into the Jaseong Hyeorok like I was possessed.
Whiiiiiirrr!
In an instant, the jade rod trembled at terrifying speed, sending electric jolts through my palm.
Shocked by the unexpected intensity, I flung it to the floor.
"Oh my oh my! That scared me!"
...Wait. What the hell just came out of my mouth?
Oh my oh my? Did I seriously just say that?
My face burned tomato-red. Self-loathing crashed over me like a tidal wave at that girly squeal. I should've kicked the damn thing away right then.
But... I couldn't tear my eyes from the Jaseong Hyeorok still buzzing and vibrating on the floor.
I glanced around—cave was empty except for me—then crouched cautiously and picked it up again.
"Y-yeah... The note said it helps with qi circulation, right? A true martial artist doesn't discriminate against tools for the sake of progress."
Clutching my pounding heart and gulping, I tucked the jade rod carefully into my robes.
"Just once, super lightly, to test how it works. Purely academic curiosity!"
Lame excuse anyone could see through, but my feet were already hurrying to a secluded corner for a discreet trial.
Deep in the cave, before a dusty full-length mirror lit by faint light, I finally settled down.
The Jaseong Hyeorok in my hand thrummed endlessly in my palm like a living thing.
"Right, this is training. A perfectly legitimate martial probe into the qi flow of this alien body post-Hwangol Taltae."
Muttering like I was hypnotizing myself, I shed the ragged scraps without hesitation.
The mirror showed a peerless beauty with porcelain-almost-translucent skin, cheeks flushed. Unreal curves: heaving breasts, cinched waist, and the secret slit below.
I swallowed dryly and slowly brought the vibrating rod toward it.
The rod's smooth tip brushed the tightly sealed entrance.
"Eek...!"
The initial chill of jade was fleeting; then the vibrations ravaged my soft folds and clit mercilessly.
Whiiiiiirrr!
"N-no... not already like this..."
My legs buckled; I braced against the mirror, waist slumping.
Circling the entrance and swollen clit with the tip unleashed a gush of clear nectar from my heated body.
Squelch... squish! Squish!
Sticky dew coated the rod, dripping glossily onto my fingers. My brain numbed by the alien thrill; the slit twitched open on its own.
Like a starving beast craving food, the 'betrayal of flesh' shamed me deeply. Yet a filthy urge to plunge deeper into this pleasure swamp reared up defiantly.
"Hah... hah... here it goes..."
Eyes squeezed shut, I pushed the vibrating rod into the narrow slit.
The expertly carved girth forced open the virgin passage, scraping tender walls.
Splurt... squelch! Shluck!
No room to spare as the arm-thick invader crushed pink mucosa and inner folds, bloating my belly with foreign fullness.
A side-glance in the mirror: my flat stomach bulged along the rod's path.
"Ah, aaah! My pussy... it's gonna rip apart...! Ungh!"
A scream escaped unbidden.
The rounded tip plowed the tight, hot depths, finally thudding dully against the womb's gate.
Shluuuck... squish... thump!
Every breath pressed the packed rod against my organs. My 'empty' lower half now stuffed with something massive—goosebumps prickled everywhere.
This... no man could ever know it. Damn, why does it feel so good!
Barely adjusting to the fullness, my dumb male curiosity won; I funneled faint dantian qi into the rod—disaster's prelude.
Whiiiiiirrr! Fwoosh!
Saturated with qi, the Jaseong Hyeorok glowed crimson and went berserk.
It spun wildly inside, drilling the most sensitive spots like a lathe.
"Aaaah! N-no! Stop! Please... eek, aaang!"
Rrrumble! Squelch! Whirrr! Squelch!
Reacting to qi, it battered womb and pussy relentlessly. Toes splayed rigid; my waist arched off the floor in violent spasms.
"Hngh... hah... hah... hnn...!"
Overwhelmed, inner muscles clenched instinctively to expel it.
But the spasms paralyzed them, trapping the rod in a vicious lock.
This is insane! My brain's gonna fry to ash!
"Ah! Ah! Aah! Nooo!"
A pleasure-pain no man could imagine—all nerves converging to burn at one point. I lost myself completely.
Whirrr! Squelch! Splatter! Splatter!
"G-gonna cum! Can't hold... aaaah! My brain's meltinggg!"
Vibrations hitting flesh's limit, the rod seemed to swell impossibly.
In that instant, my hips bucked skyward.
Spiiiish! Shwaaaa!
Hot nectar burst like a dam break, spraying through tight gaps in a waterfall.
Transparent arcs soaked mirror and floor mercilessly.
"Ahhhuuuhn... hng... ahngg!!"
Splurt! Dribble! Psshht!
Body shook like a leaf; vision flashed white. But the pitiless toy showed no mercy.
Even post-climax, drained of all energy, it whined deep inside, wringing out my last shreds of soul.
Drooling on the floor, face-down, I surrendered to the aftershocks.
Revenge on Master? Whatever... I just wanna die doing this forever...
How much time passed?
With trembling hands, I pressed my belly. Time to extract the coiled beast.
Gripping the end and pulling, obscene friction echoed from the vacuum seal as it slid out slowly.
Pop! Plop! Schlorp!
"Hah... hah... ahh..."
The extracted monster gleamed, thickly coated in frothy nectar.
Swollen red inner folds clung briefly, then regretfully retracted.
Face burning at the flood from my body, but the aching void left behind tormented worse.
Drenched in sweat, dragging my wrecked form, I crawled back to the shelf.
Tools even thicker and lumpier than the Jaseong Hyeorok—once cursed—now beckoned.
"This one... looks a bit girthier than the last. Wonder what qi does to it..."
Revenge on Master? Getting back to manhood? Who gives a shit now.
I was hooked bone-deep on pleasure's sweet addiction.
As 32nd Sect Leader of the Divine Maiden Sect, Yeonhwa, I vowed to offer this body as sacrifice to master these lewd, profound arts.
Descending to the jianghu? Eh, could wait.
Hell, honestly? I was starting to think I'd hole up here with these treasures for a century.
