Chapter 94
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 94
Chapter Title: Things Go Awry (2)
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Hah, hah!
She was out of breath, her qi and blood surging wildly. Just barely holding out had nearly drained all her strength.
Flicker!
Baekan didn't miss his chance. As he unleashed his palm strike, he activated his Joyous Return Gaze, shaking her mind to its core.
"Come to the world of paradise. Let me teach you the taste of ecstasy."
Baekan flashed a triumphant smile. But things had dragged on longer than expected. He needed to wrap this up quickly.
Thud!
A massive middle-aged man stepped out from the bushes. The spear in his hand proclaimed his identity.
Guo Yunbaek, the Heavenly Lord Divine Spear.
Sigh!
Baekan smacked his lips in regret. Just a little faster, and he could have shown these women the heights of carnal pleasure.
"Well, well! Looks like you're caught now."
"Filthy scum."
Guo Yunbaek read the demonic energy pouring from Baekan's fiendish gaze. This wasn't your average lecher. He reeked of profound danger and insidious malice. No good dragging out a chat with a guy like this. Who knew what tricks he might pull?
'What a pain.'
Tracking them down with the Beggars' Sect had gone according to plan. He'd smeared tracking incense on the woman as a precaution, especially using the sachet of Jade Musk she always wore. It carried a unique scent only from the Heavenly Garment Sect. But he hadn't anticipated their suicide attack.
"What now? You've got someone else to deal with."
"Mind games won't work on... Hm?"
Something had slipped past Guo Yunbaek's senses and was closing in at terrifying speed.
It dove right into the clashing zone of their auras.
Bzzz!
His cherished weapon, the Azure Dragon Spear, let out a cry of warning. Guo Yunbaek frowned. This spear held the spirit of a soaring dragon. Such a reaction was rare. It hadn't trembled like this since he'd earned his title.
'Even releasing its aura.'
He'd tried to keep the enemy from using his spear. He'd planned to take out the vile one before reinforcements arrived.
"Who are you?!"
"You'll find out once we clash."
A shadowy figure burst from the bushes—a man in flowing black robes—who charged fiercely and swung his blade. The stroke carried no hesitation, brimming with killing intent.
Kaboooom!
It was a surprise attack, but Guo Yunbaek reacted swiftly. Spear met blade in a violent shockwave. Ripples like serrated teeth shredded the surrounding bushes and trees.
'He's strong.'
After retreating, Guo Yunbaek glanced at his foot. It had sunk half an inch into the ground. He, known as the incarnation of a war god, pushed back by raw power? Even if he'd repelled the foe, it chafed.
'Not below me.'
These guys were no mere lechers. No wonder the Beggars' Sect was interested.
The vile one grinned wickedly.
"Too late. She almost died, you know."
"I told you not to dawdle."
"Everyone slips up sometimes."
"You'll atone for it later."
Baekan scowled at Yi Yong's warning but had no regrets. At least they'd arrived on time.
Whoosh!
Gazing at his prey in hand, Baekan smiled demonically.
"I'll guide you to paradise."
"...Thank you!"
"Save the thanks. Where'd the Wudang folks go?"
Even as the rescued Beggars' Sect disciple bowed in gratitude, Mujin's concern was his sisters-in-law's survival. He'd only saved this one because they'd crossed paths. If not, his screams of death would've meant nothing.
'Lewd Monk Division, confirmed. Extreme Killer's behind them.'
-Extreme Killer's got their backs.
The Beggars' Sect disciples had been scouting and tracking the lechers under the Heavenly Lord Divine Spear's orders. But the lewd monks weren't pushovers. Spotting the tail, they'd sacrificed their offerings as shields. Only two women survived; the rest exploded and died.
Worse, Extreme Killer's hounds were now erasing the evidence. The lewd monks were impulsive, while Extreme Killer was a perfectionist—polar opposites.
On his way, Mujin had saved Beggars' Sect disciples and martial artists in peril. If they hadn't caught his eye, he'd have ignored them. But their intel was useful, so save them he did.
First, he'd burden the Beggars' Sect. They'd learn soon enough: nothing in the world was free.
"Wasn't it supposed to be safe?"
"My apologies. I didn't expect this."
Given the circumstances, Yukchil was at a loss for words. It was an intelligence failure. More than that, their power was too high for mere lechers, and they wielded bizarre sorcery.
"Who'd believe you didn't know?"
"Forgive us. We'll repay the grace of saving our brothers!"
"Pray my sisters-in-law are safe."
"They will be!"
Now that he knew their location, no need to stick together.
He ordered Cheolho, Narim, and Yukchil to stay and aid the Beggars' Sect disciples and martial artists here. They should handle the remaining hounds themselves. If not, what was the point of enemies in the martial world?
"Don't dawdle. Move if you want to save your brothers."
"Yes, great hero!"
Now free, Mujin kicked off the ground and cut across the mountain.
'Everything's going sideways.'
He was pissed at the unexpected snag.
What if he hadn't given his sisters-in-law those sword manuals? Maybe they wouldn't be in danger. In the martial world, half-baked skills often turned into poison.
-Cut the nonsense. Having enemies in the martial world means danger comes with the territory. Don't pretend you don't get that simple truth.
'I know. I know!'
-Martial artists stake their lives on perfecting their arts. Even if they died, they'd thank you.
'You lunatic—easy for you to say!'
-Exactly.
He'd changed the future. Thought it was for the best, but now it felt like shackles. Back as the War King, no one to worry about. Just keep himself alive—that was it. Carefree, berserk, no distractions. No hostages, ambushes, or traps worked.
'Gotta push them harder?'
-You rant about greenhouse flowers not growing, yet you've been coddling them in one.
Demon King! You son of a bitch!
I'll break your bones!
Fine, my family's what matters. Happy now?
If his sisters-in-law died or got hurt, his wife's heart would ache. Still, better it wasn't his wife or daughter. They weren't more important than his own blood. They were in-laws, outsiders. He'd seen them once in his life—expecting deep bonds was absurd.
-Sure, they fell for cheap swords and manuals, but they've got talent. Soul-Piercing Demonic Eye fused their Cloudy Cloud Sword with the manuals, so they won't go down easy.
'They share my wife's blood. Talent's a given.'
-Don't people usually say it's the father-in-law's blood?
'Shut it.'
Mujin's philosophy put his wife first. Even her family factored through her. Bluntly, without her, he'd ignore them entirely.
Shuuu!
Mujin charged straight ahead, bulldozing obstacles. Gradually, presences entered his sensory range.
'Heavenly Lord Divine Spear and Extreme Killer are fine.'
He breathed a sigh of relief.
His sisters-in-law pinged on his senses. They'd held out well with their immature swords. Time for the brother-in-law to shine spectacularly. Some weirdo on the sidelines? Ignored.
Cough!
Cheonghyeon spat a clump of bloody phlegm and barely clung to consciousness. She needed time to sit in lotus position and expel the poison calmly. But forcing herself up to wield her sword had roiled her qi and blood, unleashing the suppressed toxin.
'...Damn it all!'
It was humiliating for Cheonghyeon. With proper swordplay, it wouldn't have come to this. Getting taken out before even drawing her blade? Infuriating. She'd wanted to show everyone her swordsmanship.
'...All your fault, you bastard!'
Failing to steady her mind let killing intent and lust seize her body. Her focus blurred, eyes wavering. As her composure crumbled and poison blocked her qi flow, the Joyous Return Gaze burrowed deeper.
"I'll kill you all!"
Losing reason, Cheonghyeon thrashed wildly. Her body gradually darkened. Blood Tears Powder creeping through her meridians and veins.
"Senior Sister, snap out of it!"
"Don't fall for the illusion!"
Their cries didn't reach her. Their own situations were dire, barely fending off Baekan's palms and sorcery.
"Pointless struggling. Your skin's getting roughed up—stop it."
They trembled at Baekan's demand to surrender. From start to finish, he'd toyed with them, mocking relentlessly. Seducing, unsettling their minds, binding them in illusions. Even a main peak disciple like Senior Sister Cheonghyeon had fallen—truly terrifying.
"I can't wait to see your smooth young flesh. I'll give you a chance to writhe beneath me to your heart's content. Opportunities like that don't come often."
Crude taunting no maiden could stomach.
Baek Yuhwa and Baek Yugyeong ignored the provocations. His words were daggers, piercing vulnerabilities and sealing escape routes with precision.
Kabooom!
His control of power—strong and weak—was masterful. Baekan didn't rely solely on illusions; he optimized his own prowess.
Wobble!
As Baek Yuhwa faltered, Baekan targeted Baek Yugyeong. He dismantled their formation, eroding their defenses bit by bit. Despair enveloped them amid the encroaching sorcery.
The duel between their savior, the Heavenly Lord Divine Spear, and the newcomer showed no end in sight.
'No!'
'Someone, please!'
Better death than capture and violation in Baekan's clutches. But even death eluded them. Their souls were staining with his demonic qi. Bodies slackening involuntarily, overwhelmed by desire to break free of bonds.
"Just beat the small fry!"
"...Huh?"
Baek Yuhwa and Baek Yugyeong thought it a hallucination. Yet there stood a man before them, solid as a pillar holding up the heavens.
"Brother-in-law?"
"Long time no see."
They'd hoped for rescue, but their brother-in-law here? Why?
Baek Yuhwa and Baek Yugyeong froze in shock. An utterly unforeseen savior, appearing without a trace of tension.
"Brother-in-law, watch out!"
As she turned, Baekan surged from the blind spot, unleashing his Yin Killing Palm. The angle was cunning. If Mujin dodged, the sisters-in-law were exposed. The lewd monk drew full power the instant he appeared—Baekan's senses were no joke.
Booom, bzzz!
A shockwave on another level entirely rippled out.
The midpoint between Mujin and Baekan cratered, dirt flying everywhere.
Whoosh.
Mujin, already turned, threw a punch and checked on his sisters-in-law.
Baekan's fiendish gaze quivered madly.
Puke, flop!
Blood surged from his ravaged insides, knees buckling. Baekan dropped to them on the ground, dumbfounded by the absurd outcome.