Going Hardcore
After Erisha left, Seong-il lay on the bed, turning over in his mind how best to tame her.
Hmm… How can I make Erisha drop her resistance and naturally spread her legs for me…?
“I’ve already laid the basic groundwork. Whether she fails or succeeds, Erisha comes out ahead no matter what. With the psychological hurdle lowered that far, if I simply handle the taming well, she’ll definitely open her thighs obediently for me.”
Just as Seong-il had calculated, even if Erisha ultimately submitted and spread her legs for him, she would not be losing out at all. She would suddenly possess the means to repay half of her enormous debt in one stroke, while the remaining half could be deferred for ten years with zero penalties. After reviewing his own preparations, Seong-il felt a surge of confidence and began pondering even more aggressive training methods.
“Should I just addict her to sex? Hmm… that’s too cliché.”
“Or maybe train her hard and corrupt her little by little?”
The word hard that slipped from his lips sent Seong-il spiraling into fantasy. He pictured Erisha blindfolded, completely naked except for a dog collar around her neck, walking on all fours beside him through a garden like an obedient bitch. The image of her fallen form made excitement flare inside him, and he settled on the direction her education would take.
“All right! Since it’s come to this, we’re going hardcore!”
Just imagining thoroughly reshaping a beauty who knew nothing of sex to suit his exact tastes made Seong-il feel his cock throb and swell.
“Then… I need to refine both my tools and my techniques.”
Having finished organizing his thoughts, Seong-il returned to reality.
“Oh… this one’s lethal. Ooh… and this! This too!”
He began scouring the internet, browsing adult toys with gleaming eyes. There were far too many products to choose from.
“Ugh… but my wallet’s looking pretty thin…”
Unlike the generous rewards from How to Become an Alchemist, his pockets were painfully empty. Grumbling, he placed orders for a vibrating egg, a ball gag, and a few pieces of provocative lingerie, then closed the browser.
“Sigh… Maybe I should pull some gold coins out of the game…”
Lamenting his financial situation and wrapping up his real-world preparations, he stepped into the Bursting Laughter Murim Chronicles world to meet his mentor.
Once inside, Seong-il knocked on Saekma’s door and called out.
“Saekma, sir? You in there?”
Hearing Seong-il’s voice, Saekma answered with clear irritation.
“Why the hell are you calling me again, young master?”
“I’ve got something to discuss.”
Saekma’s face twisted into pure bewilderment.
“Huh…? Didn’t we just finish discussing stuff a minute ago, young master?”
Too lazy to explain the whole situation, Seong-il silently held out his wrist.
“Take my pulse.”
“???”
With an expression that screamed what kind of nonsense is this, Saekma checked Seong-il’s pulse. A moment later his eyes flew wide.
“!!!”
“H-how… how did you reach the second stage of the Yin-Yang Intercourse Divine Art in that tiny window of time?!”
“This… this is impossible…”
Watching Seong-il achieve an absurd feat in mere minutes, Saekma stared at him with open astonishment.
“Um… young master?”
“What?”
Saekma’s face suddenly hardened.
“You didn’t… make a pact with some sinister deity, did you?”
“What kind of bullshit is that?”
When Seong-il looked at him like he was hearing the dumbest thing imaginable, the flustered Saekma hurriedly explained.
“N-no, I’m just saying—if it wasn’t something like that, how could your cultivation, which was barely at the low first stage, jump all the way to the middle of the second stage in less than half an hour? This doesn’t make any damn sense!”
Seong-il smiled at the lust demon’s confusion.
“Don’t worry. I trained all the way to the middle of the second stage using the proper, standard method you taught me, Saekma.”
“????????”
Saekma’s face screamed what the actual fuck are you talking about. Seong-il sighed.
“There is such a method. It’s not exactly orthodox, but it’s definitely not some sinister… ‘Ah, of course I did forcibly take Erisha, but that’s a whole different category of evil, so it’s not really a lie, right?’”
His conscience pricked him mid-sentence and he paused. After collecting himself, he continued.
“Anyway, it’s not the kind of sinister method you’re imagining, so relax.”
At Seong-il’s decisive tone, Saekma’s expression grew serious. He sank into thought for a long moment before finally speaking.
“Hmm… Does this involve heavenly secrets?”
“Something like that.”
Having roughly pieced the situation together, Saekma nodded.
“Well… I still don’t fully get it, but whatever. I already knew you weren’t an ordinary person, young master.”
“So what exactly did you want to consult me about?”
Seong-il began explaining his plan in a roundabout way. After listening, Saekma’s face twisted into a bizarre grimace.
“So… you can’t tell me the exact method, but you’re saying you trained by having time-transcending intercourse with a woman inside your mental world?”
Seong-il nodded.
“And one of those women is rebellious, so you’re looking for a way to forcibly subdue her…?”
Another nod.
“Young master, you’re a straight-up piece of trash, ya know?”
“Excuse me?”
Saekma put on a grave face and began to lecture.
“Young master. Even a lust demon has his own dao! Forcing yourself on someone and breaking them is the lowest of the low! A true lust demon should possess such irresistible charm that women spread their own legs willingly! How could you even consider something so horrific…!!”
“Cut the crap and just answer the question.”
Interrupted mid-sermon, Saekma looked embarrassed.
“Ah… I got carried away by occupational ethics without realizing…”
“I understand, so please just answer quickly.”
Saekma let out a low groan, then began.
“Well… once you pass the third stage you’ll have to focus on training using the Five Desires and Seven Emotions anyway, so let’s just call this early education. So…”
The O-yok Chil-jeong training method uses human desires to refine the internal energy accumulated through yin and yang, reshaping it to perfectly suit the practitioner’s body.
By artificially arousing the Five Desires and Seven Emotions, controlling the flesh, and generating inner force, the emotions resonate with the heavenly and earthly energies stored inside, transforming them efficiently for human use.
If yin-yang energy is the raw ore, then O-yok Chil-jeong is the chisel that carves it into a flawless jewel.
Seong-il looked puzzled.
“That sounds pretty important. Why are you only telling me now?”
Saekma gave him a look of pure pity.
“It’s written in the manual. Try reading the book, will you?”
Seong-il flinched, then immediately tried to shift the blame.
“I already told you I’m illiterate! You should’ve explained something that important ahead of time…”
“Stop making excuses.”
Saekma cut him off with a glare and continued.
“Besides, I was planning to explain it naturally once you reached the third stage anyway. The standard route is to begin that training at the third stage.”
“But it looks like you’ve already been practicing it without realizing, so I figured I’d better tell you. It’s too stimulating to train at the second stage… but not telling someone who’s already doing it unknowingly would be even more dangerous. So here we are.”
Seong-il asked, startled.
“Dangerous?”
Saekma nodded gravely.
“Obviously. Powerful desires make it easy for color-art practitioners to be devoured by heart demons. If a heart demon grows without you noticing, it could swallow you whole and turn you into a monster.”
“Young master. Indulging in desire is fine, but until you’ve tempered yourself enough, be careful not to release too much of it. You might transform yourself into a monster…”
At Saekma’s stern warning, Seong-il asked nervously.
“Then… should I give up on training that girl?”
“No. Go ahead and do it.”
“…?”
After lecturing him for so long about side effects, Saekma’s sudden cheerful permission left Seong-il staring blankly.
“I checked your pulse earlier. Your meridians don’t seem twisted yet. Looks like you still haven’t crossed the final line.”
“Well… you did say you were going to train that woman, but you didn’t strip her of all choice or try to kill her, right?”
Seong-il nodded vigorously.
“O-of course not! I was a bit rough because I wanted to dominate her, but I also offered her massive benefits!”
Saekma nodded in understanding.
“You did well. If you had choked off her breath and treated her mercilessly, a heart demon would have definitely taken root in your mind and begun eating you alive.”
“Remember this. Until you reach at least the fifth stage, if you immerse yourself in pure evil, that evil will devour you instead. Keep to the minimum line of goodness as much as possible.”
Thoroughly intimidated, Seong-il kept nodding for a long time. Watching him, Saekma eventually broke into a gentle smile.
“But don’t worry too much! The level of deviation you described earlier won’t cause any major problems.”
“Since it seems you’re still keeping to the minimum middle path, I feel like praising you as your master of sorts!”
“In that spirit, let me teach you something good.”
The moment Saekma offered to teach him “something good,” Seong-il’s fear vanished. He perked up like an eager student, listening attentively.
Satisfied by the young man’s focused attitude, Saekma began.
“I’ll teach you two things. The first is the Sensory Sharing Technique.”
“Sensory Sharing Technique?”
Saekma nodded and continued.
“It’s simple. It’s a marvelous skill that transplants the practitioner’s senses directly into the opponent!”
“O-oh…!”
“You gather inner force in the brain and transfer the sensations you feel to the woman’s brain through skin contact.”
The mere description sounded incredible. Seong-il asked excitedly.
“H-how effective is it?”
Saekma grinned wickedly.
“Perfectly. Shared.”
“Ooh!!!”
“If the woman is servicing your manhood… ahem… then the pleasure you feel will be felt by her in the corresponding part of her own body!”
A question occurred to Seong-il.
“You said ‘manhood’ just now… but women don’t have one, do they?”
“That’s why I said ‘corresponding part.’ If she’s pleasuring your manhood, naturally her own pussy will feel the stimulation, won’t it?”
Saekma answered with a lewd expression and a sticky, suggestive tone. Seong-il unconsciously mirrored the same lewd smile.
“Hehehe… That’s fucking amazing…”
“Right? It’s even better when you actually use it.”
The two men looked at each other and began cackling with identical perverted grins.
After a long moment of shared lechery, Seong-il asked again.
“And the second one?”
Saekma looked like he had forgotten, then resumed.
“The second is the Sensory Awakening Technique.”
“What’s that?”
With an even lewder expression, Saekma explained.
“Simple. Using inner force to forcibly awaken the senses in a woman’s body parts.”
“What happens when they awaken…?”
“They become extremely sensitive, of course. And if you train specific areas consistently, the subject will feel intense sensitivity in those spots just from receiving your inner force.”
Startled, Seong-il asked…