A Night of Frenzy and the Hidden Legacy
After a night of wild passion with Eun-wol, Seong-il opened his eyes in the early dawn. The moment he woke, he couldn't hide his astonishment at the refreshing vitality coursing through his entire body. And this faint energy I feel just below my navel... Is this internal energy?
Drenched in a surge of hope, Seong-il unconsciously looked up at the sky and broke into a wide grin. Beep...!
Huh? Is that my phone vibrating...?
From his previous experiences, Seong-il had already figured out that his phone would ring whenever something significant occurred. He carefully turned it on, making sure not to wake Eun-wol, who was sleeping soundly beside him.
What? My skill list now has Saekgong added to it? Not only that, but all my stats except Intelligence went up by one point each, and I have a thousand points?!
Seong-il clutched his pounding chest and took a deep breath to calm himself. First things first. Recruiting the Young Leader and Saekma was a stroke of genius. The points must have come from contacting them and some related event.
"Mmm..."
As Seong-il was lost in thought, Eun-wol began to stir and whimper beside him. He quickly hid his phone. For now, I'll focus on this world. I'll sort out my thoughts once I return to reality soon.
With his mind made up, Seong-il lay back down on the bed, pulled the covers over them, and wrapped his arms around Eun-wol, groping her breasts. Ah... They're so soft and feel incredible.
He still couldn't quite believe he had shared his body with this beauty multiple times. If this were reality, I wouldn't have even been able to talk to a woman like her, let alone have sex with her.
As he continued kneading the breasts of Eun-wol, who was nestled against his side with her head on his shoulder, Seong-il noticed his own member had grown hard without him realizing. This won't do. I need to get one more shot in.
Having decided, Seong-il got off the bed and moved toward her feet. Once there, he slipped under the covers, buried his face between her legs, spread her thighs, and began eagerly licking her pussy.
Strange. Other women had a nasty smell down here, but hers doesn't smell bad at all. If anything, it has a fresh, clean scent... Is this also an effect of her martial arts?
Though it was still dark, the time just before sunrise allowed him to faintly make out the outline of Eun-wol's pussy. He ran his tongue along its contours until he found the small, protruding pearl. He focused on it, poking and teasing the clit relentlessly with his tongue.
"Mmh... Hng... Mmmh...?"
The continuous waves of pleasure stirred Eun-wol from her deep sleep.
"Hngh... Mmm. What... Hmm? Y-Young Master, what are you doing?!"
The moment she woke, Eun-wol saw Seong-il with the blanket over his head, licking her most intimate place. She grabbed his head to stop him, but the pleasure radiating from her pussy made her hesitate. It didn't feel entirely bad.
But it hurts...
When Seong-il's tongue began tormenting the inside of her passage, she felt a stinging sensation in her pussy. Just how many hours did we go at it last night?
It must have been at least six hours. They had started around sunset after an early dinner and kept going without pause until a large candle had completely burned out.
"Mmm... Young Master. It hurts..."
"Huh? It hurts...?"
"Yes... It seems my insides are sore because we did it for too long yesterday. Could you please stop?"
Though disappointed, Seong-il decided to give up on penetration. It's not like today is my only chance...
When he emerged from the covers and stood up, his rigidly erect cock appeared right before Eun-wol's eyes. So this is what entered my body.
The thing she had once thought grotesque had made her pant and moan all night. Now it looked almost lovable. At the same time, she felt a twinge of guilt for not being able to meet his morning expectations and was about to say something comforting when—
Seong-il lay down beside her, pulled her into his arms, and began kneading her breasts again as he spoke words that shattered her apologetic feelings.
"Can you do it with your mouth?"
"Pardon...?"
"Your pussy is sore, so it can't be helped. But your mouth should be fine. Use your mouth for me."
The Young Leader let out a sigh and thought to herself, I was a fool for feeling even a moment of pity for this man.
Despite her inner thoughts, Eun-wol gently stroked his cock with her hand, caressing it. Though this was only her second time, the two frenzied sessions of sex she'd shared with him had taught her, however clumsily, how to pleasure a man.
She softly stroked his shaft while sucking on his nipples. Rubbing her own breasts seductively against his thigh, she licked and teased his upper body before fully pulling away the blanket and bringing her face close to his cock.
Hmm... Young Master's cock scent...
Eun-wol felt her head spin from the intense, masculine musk emanating from Seong-il's member. The afterglow of last night probably hadn't fully faded yet. Recalling the heavy weight of his body pressing down on her and the thick, fulfilling sensation that had filled her pussy, she took his cock into her mouth.
"Slurp... Sluuurp... Slurp..."
The feeling of Eun-wol's mouth and tongue around his cock was tight but clumsy.
"Ouch...! That hurts!"
"Ah? I-I'm sorry~ Young Master."
Wondering what she'd done wrong in her inexperienced caress, Eun-wol looked up at him apologetically. Seong-il said,
"It hurts when your teeth touch my cock. Try to be careful not to let your teeth graze it. Use only your lips and throat to suck while teasing with your tongue."
As Seong-il gently stroked her hair and spoke, Eun-wol smiled brightly. Without a word, she attempted fellatio exactly as he'd instructed.
"Slurp... Sluuurp, sluuuurp..."
For a long while, Seong-il remained silent, simply savoring the sensation of being inside her mouth. Wow. I only gave her a tiny bit of advice, but her learning speed is insane.
Seong-il couldn't help letting out involuntary sounds like "Ugh" and "Hng" as he twitched in response to her efforts. Eun-wol didn't miss any of his reactions, remembering and applying them to improve her technique.
Ha... She was a virgin just days ago and has only had sex twice, yet she's already developing skills like this...?
Seong-il, who had been planning to slowly and carefully teach his first girlfriend, had no choice but to admit his judgment had been wrong. He closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the skillful play of her tongue and the intense suction of her lips.
Lost in the pleasure of her oral skills, Seong-il soon felt the urge to climax. Without thinking, he grabbed Eun-wol's head and thrust his cock deep into her throat.
"Ghk... Ghhk..."
Though she was choking, Eun-wol's true nature as a rough-and-tumble martial artist of the murim allowed her to endure Seong-il's rough treatment.
"Gulp. Gulp."
"Ugh... Uuugh... Gulp... Gulp."
Eun-wol felt something sticky and fishy sliding down deep into her throat. At that moment, a warm sensation spread through her body, filling her with vitality. Could this be...? Is it because of that Saekgong?!
Though bewildered, it didn't feel bad at all, so Eun-wol swallowed every last drop of his semen.
"Haa... Haa..."
"Ah. You didn't have to swallow all of it."
"What are you talking about? You grabbed my head and shoved it down your throat when you came."
When Eun-wol glared at him with a cold expression, Seong-il looked sheepish and apologized.
"Sorry. I lost control. Your mouth just felt too good."
Eun-wol smiled and replied,
"It's fine. And that semen... It seems to contain internal energy. The moment it entered me, I could feel my vitality recovering. After all, we murim people will eat even bugs if it helps our martial arts."
Having said that, she casually buried her face between his legs again. Using her mouth and tongue, she licked up the remaining semen on his cock and began cleaning it thoroughly.
Huk! A cleaning blowjob! My ultimate fantasy is happening right here!
Having unexpectedly fulfilled one of his greatest dreams, Seong-il gave thanks to the heavens.
"God, Buddha, Allah, Original Heavenly Venerable—whichever one of you arranged this, thank you anyway."
"...What are you even saying?"
With an expression that suggested she'd heard every kind of nonsense imaginable, Eun-wol got up from the bed and left to bathe. Admiring the sight of her retreating figure, Seong-il began preparing for the day.
Once Seong-il and Eun-wol finished getting ready and stepped outside, Saekma was there to greet them.
"Heh heh. Looks like you two had quite the enjoyable night, doesn't it?"
At his lecherous grin, the Young Leader's face twisted in utter disgust as she snapped back.
"That's enough. Say one more word and I'll kill you."
The genuine killing intent in her deadly tone made Saekma flinch. He quickly changed the subject, turning to Seong-il.
"See? If you hadn't followed my advice and rented out the entire annex for yourselves, the other guests would have been giving you death glares. Until you get more used to your training, it's best to either do your business in a quiet place or rent an independent space like this."
He's right. If we went at it for hours like that, no one else in the inn would have gotten any sleep.
Instead of answering, Seong-il simply nodded and led them straight toward the Sodang Sect.
It's only been a week, yet here I am back again.
True to its principle of single-lineage transmission, the Sodang Sect's grounds were modest, consisting of only four buildings: the main hall for martial training, the shrine dedicated to the Original Heavenly Venerable, the living quarters, and a storage shed.
Thinking of the strategy guide, Seong-il headed for the shrine and began investigating inside. Less than half an hour after starting his search, he discovered a peculiar device covered in numerous tiles that resembled mahjong pieces.
"Young Leader, Saekma. Over here."
He brought them to the device and arranged the tiles exactly as described in the guidebook.
"Kwaaang!"
A loud noise rang out as a small door appeared beneath the statue of the Heavenly Venerable. They opened it and cautiously descended the stairs that unfolded before them.
At the bottom was a small chamber. Inside, they found a large box that appeared to be sealed with a demon-suppressing ritual and talismans, along with a guardian statue.
Seong-il silently bowed three times before the guardian statue and recited the unsealing incantation.
"I am a disciple of Sodang who has come by fate to retrieve the item entrusted here. I humbly ask for your permission."
The moment he finished speaking, the guardian statue shattered, the talismans sealing the box burst into flames, and the box opened like a clam spreading its shell!
Everyone approached in astonishment. Inside lay a single ink-black sword radiating intense ferocity and a secret manual titled Heuksarmasang.
It really was here? Thank goodness...
Seong-il, who had worried that this world might not have implemented the items exactly as in the game, let out a sigh of relief. He picked up both items and handed them to Eun-wol.
"Take them. This is the down payment I promised."
Eun-wol remained silent, her entire body trembling violently as she stared at the sword and manual for a long time. After what felt like an eternity, she wordlessly accepted them and spoke to Seong-il.
"...Thank you."
Unable to suppress the tremors caused by overwhelming emotion, her whole body shook so badly she nearly staggered. She quietly turned around and headed for the exit.
"From now on, we will no longer doubt you, Young Master. I guarantee it."
"...Why? Couldn't you think I secretly took advantage of the information Cheongmyeong Jin'in gave me?"
Saekma smiled faintly, turned his back to Seong-il, and headed for the entrance as he spoke.
"If you knew the activation conditions of the seal known as Hamgu Mil-eon (Sealed Lips, Secret Words), you'd realize how absurd that thought is."
With those meaningful words, he said nothing more and followed the Young Leader out.
What was that? What kind of seal is it...?