The Study of Sex Arts (1)
“Your talent, proven through the trials, surpasses every record left by past Sex Demons and Young Cult Leaders alike. You’ve mastered the cult’s most powerful art, Sex is Power, without any noticeable drain on your vitality. That alone speaks volumes. Legends say some former Sex Demons suffered from twisted desires because their bodies couldn’t keep up with their lust. Yet I see no such signs in you. You are truly a heaven-sent vessel—not just for martial arts, but for the ways of sex itself. The only meaningful art I can teach you is Sex is Power. From here on, your growth will come from combining the martial arts you already possess, the experiences you’ll gather in the jianghu, and the insights you forge through Sex is Power itself. That is precisely why you must soon depart on your journey.”
“When does this journey begin?”
Han Go-sam smiled at my eager expression. “Your education here is complete. Before you set out, you should first bring the cult’s internal affairs under control. If I send urgent summons now, the leaders—including any disloyal elements—will gather at headquarters within three days at most.”
“Disloyal elements?”
When I repeated the words with a frown, he answered firmly. “Yes. The former Grand Elder of the Lust Lotus Pavilion who disrupted the last ritual, the absent Holy Maiden, and any elders or hall masters whose loyalty to the cult and to you is questionable. This is the perfect chance to purge them and secure their allegiance before you leave.”
“Another fine tradition of ours, I suppose?”
“Regrettably, it is.”
“Then do it at once. I want to reach the jianghu as soon as possible.”
“However… your life may be endangered once more.”
“It doesn’t matter. In fact, it’s better this way.”
The greater the danger to one’s life, the faster one’s cultivation advances—that much was common sense.
“What are you waiting for? Summon them.”
“As you command.”
Han Go-sam vanished with a lingering afterimage, his movement technique leaving only a faint trace. He might act servile toward me, but there was no doubt he had reached the realm of an Extreme Demon. While he gathered the disloyal, I decided to focus on observing my own condition rather than simply embracing the Chastity Unit members. First, I would take Choryeong’s virginity…
“Hwaaaaang♡ Choryeong offers her virginity to the Young Cult Leader♡”
At her request to avoid seeing the blood directly, I took her from behind, striking deep against her inner walls. She had quite a lot of blood for her size, yet the pain of her first time seemed absent; her expression remained dreamy and dazed. Whether it was her preference or simply a desire to please me, her plump rear swayed in rhythm with every thrust.
— Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
“Haaang♡ Haang♡ Hng, haang♡”
Each deep plunge made her buttocks slap loudly against my hips. The wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh and her breathy moans echoed throughout the entire chamber, not just the bed.
— Schlick, schlick — Squelch, squelch — Slurp, squelch
Other women around the bed watched, fingers buried deep inside themselves as they waited their turn. Their pitiful state only spurred me to move faster.
— Thwack! Thwack!
“Aaaang♡ Too rough♡ G-gentler…♡”
“Quiet, you greedy thing!”
I reached around her waist, groping until I seized both of her breasts.
“Kyaaang♡”
Her modest yet springy mounds and stiff nipples yielded delightfully under my fingers as I continued pounding her.
— Thwack-thwack-thwack! Thwack-thwack-thwack! — Squeeze! Squeeze!
“Hwaaang♡ My chest feels strange♡ I-if you keep doing this♡ Milk… lots of milk for a baby… might come out♡ Hng, hwaaaang♡”
She climaxed first, squirting before I finished. I was about to release her and let her rest when—
— Glop — Drip…
“Hm?”
A slightly cloudy liquid began to bead at both of her nipples. Then, after a few more squeezes—
— Squirt! Squirt! — Squirt-squirt-squirt!
It gushed out in powerful streams, as though a dam had burst.
“Can’t let such a precious elixir go to waste!”
I laid Choryeong down comfortably, climbed atop her, and aimed both nipples toward my mouth, squeezing firmly. One nipple split into two or three streams, so I focused on that side first.
— Suck, suck!
“Hweeeng♡ Don’t say that♡ I was a virgin just moments ago, and now milk is coming out♡ I’ve become a mother♡”
Even while sobbing, she reached out and rubbed my shaft against her entrance.
“I want to be a real mother too♡ Please put lots of your seed inside Choryeong♡”
Her desperate plea was answered.
— Thrust!
The dragon slipped back into her now-closed passage, forcing it open once more.
“Haaang♡ Young Cult Leader, you really do like it here♡ I should have offered it sooner♡”
The cult gathered abandoned children from across the Central Plains and raised them as adopted sons and daughters of its experts. In this “Induction Unit,” essentially a nursery, they received strict education in external martial arts, literacy, and social skills. After five to ten years, at around age twenty, their assignments changed. Most males entered the Reform Unit for external operations and received sex arts training. Females, after various tests, were assigned to the Chastity Unit, the Ear Unit (intelligence), the Female Skill Unit (special operations), or the regular Support Unit, where they learned the necessary sex arts or performed their duties. There was also a rumored “Cult Leader’s Personal Guard Unit” said to collect rare elixirs, treasures, and beautiful female experts somewhere in the Central Plains, though even high-ranking figures like Han Go-sam doubted its existence.
Because of the nature of sex arts, inheritance of status or achievement between blood parents and children was extremely rare in the Sex Demon Cult. As a result, severe affection deficiency was common—even in Choryeong.
‘If I bear the Young Cult Leader’s child♡ maybe he’ll pay more attention to me♡’
Her anxious eyes and the frantic way she wrapped both legs around my back, desperately trying to milk every drop, made me silently vow to cherish every woman I embraced here.
“I’m coming! Get pregnant with my child and stay by my side for life!”
“Heuuut♡ Yes♡ Please do that for me♡ Hehe♡”
— Spurt, spurt-spurt-spurt — Squirt, squirt!
Choryeong wore an expression of blissful drowning as she created a small fountain beneath her and fainted. I laid her down gently and turned to embrace the next woman, but glanced back at her one last time. The sight of her spraying twin white arcs from her nipples was both lewd and strangely tender.
What was meant to be “just a little longer” stretched into over four hours. Only after embracing more than twenty women from two full squads did I finally enter the training chamber.
The Reverse Blood Heart Method, widely used throughout the unorthodox factions because it allowed rapid accumulation of internal energy, carried a curse: once learned, one’s meridians would twist and one would die as a cripple. The only ways to escape this fate were to reach the Extreme Demon realm or to destroy one’s dantian—both ultimately the same outcome. Thus, the sole true method of liberation was to undergo bone-and-marrow reconstruction upon reaching the Extreme Demon realm and rebuild the body to match the art.
‘Thanks to that, I avoided the fate of dying from twisted meridians.’
Unlike ordinary demonic arts, the various sex arts of the Sex Demon Cult— even those based on Reverse Blood principles—did not twist the meridians. Instead, they produced different, perhaps even more severe side effects. For men, accumulating energy gradually depleted their yang qi, causing them to become gaunt, shrink their manhood, and lose sexual function. Women, however, did not consume yin qi when accumulating energy, so excess yin qi naturally remained. This gave the cult its distinctive, extreme characteristics beyond the mere severing of bloodlines. Because high-level experts rarely produced heirs, there were no hereditary noble houses within the cult; instead, many experts adopted sons and daughters to secure their old age. In a martial world where men were already fewer than women and rigid Confucian values still dominated, it was only natural that the cult’s female experts, denied proper partners, grew increasingly frustrated with age.
‘They kidnap women without consent, force them to learn sex arts under the pretext of “enjoying female company,” and even push them to the brink of death step by step?’
Realizing just how vicious the previous generations of Sex Demons had been toward their successors made my skin crawl.
The art of Sex is Power, permitted only to men, stored both yin and yang qi within the two testicles. Rather than separating yin and yang into different sides, both energies coexisted in each testicle, harmoniously blended yet distinct under the mediation of sex qi. Between the cells inside the testicles, yin and yang qi half-materialized into tangible form. When equal amounts of yin and yang mixed, they would normally cancel each other out and vanish into nothingness. But when sex qi was added to the harmonious blending process, the energies did not disappear; instead, they compressed into incredibly dense points and were stored throughout both testicles. Should a fully charged testicle ever rupture—an impossible and forbidden occurrence—the resulting explosion of internal energy would devastate everything within dozens of zhang, and the man himself would vanish without a trace.
‘Release!’
— Shhhrr — Thud-thud-thud-thud!
With a single thought, several intangible threads shot from my testicles and instantly reduced the logs set up in the training chamber to pieces smaller than go stones.
Now that I had mastered Sex is Power to a certain degree, it was time to train my dantian and mana core.
— Goooooo
Three months had already passed since I began this life of consuming precious elixirs, eating delicious delicacies, and embracing countless beautiful women while my serotonin levels exploded. Excluding the sex qi in my testicles, the pure internal energy accumulated in my dantian alone exceeded one and a half jiazi. Most people challenged the Extreme Demon or Flower Realm at two jiazi, so with just my dantian I had already become a supreme expert. After becoming Young Cult Leader and gaining more training time, I had also formed a mana circle in my heart alongside dantian training. Unlike the dantian, mana circle growth depended solely on enlightenment. Drawing on memories from my second life, I reconstructed my mana circles from the very beginning. In less than a month—let alone three—I had regained the six circles from my previous life, and a sense of ease finally began to settle in. Thanks to that, I could now devote slightly more genuine attention to my intimate sessions with the Chastity Unit women.
“Alright, time to start studying real martial arts. From now on, it’s nothing but serious study!”
A fleeting image of the Chastity Unit members dancing naked in a circle crossed my mind, but I shook my head and pushed it away.