The Sex Qi Technique Duel (1)
He casually slipped back into the martial robe he had tossed aside and asked her without a hint of embarrassment.
“So then, how long have you been watching?”
“Hmph! I’ve been watching ever since you started tormenting Yeryeong under the excuse of that pathetic training. You could at least close the door! The whole cult is filled with your shouting and Yeryeong’s screams—how is anyone supposed to sleep?!”
Ever since I was first thrown into this room, every woman I met reacted strangely the moment they caught the scent of my saliva or semen. They would either throw themselves at me or try to seduce me. In simple terms, it was a study in olfactory aphrodisiacs—so I might as well call it Fragrant Lewd Art.
Anyway, judging by Galbo Ryeon’s expression, she not only knew about my secret weapon, the Fragrant Lewd Art, but was also resisting it. Far from throwing herself into my arms, she kept her distance and wore a look of open contempt.
“Now that I think about it, you’re not throwing yourself at me like the others.”
“Hmph! Du-ryeon might have fallen because her martial arts were weak, but do you really think the Supreme Elder Galbo Ryeon, who reached the Extreme Demon Realm long ago, would fall for your vulgar tricks?”
“But you’ve been calling me ‘that guy’ this whole time. Don’t you know I’m the Vice Cult Leader? Hearing it from you is rather unpleasant.”
“Don’t make me laugh! No matter how long this cult has existed, I—I, Supreme Elder Galbo Ryeon—will never acknowledge you! A lowly pervert who goes around poking between our girls’ legs with nothing but lewd arts—what right do you have?!”
As she stamped her feet in fury, a pink aura rippled across her entire body in time with her breathing.
“Oh? So the Supreme Elder title wasn’t just won in a gamble after all. Impressive. Truly impressive!”
— Clap clap clap clap! I applauded enthusiastically, my praise dripping with sarcasm. Her face flushed red as she crossed her arms and snorted.
“Hmph, hmph! Your praise means nothing! Not even a drop of soup for you!”
“No, no. Your sex qi really is remarkable. Even back in the Heavenly Demon Cult, I never saw a female master your age with this much inner energy.”
“Ah, ngh! A-anyway, be quiet so I can sleep! There’s a gathering or whatever tomorrow, and I need to rest if I’m going to completely crush you!”
“Why? Lacking confidence? If you reached the Extreme Demon Realm long ago, your martial prowess should be worth seeing. I’m not bad at martial arts myself. How about we have a little match right now?”
Galbo Ryeon hesitated, a conflicted look crossing her face. A little more pressure and she would take the bait.
“Besides, I just finished passionately embracing Yeryeong, so my strength should be somewhat drained. Still no confidence?”
Galbo Ryeon’s eyes widened as she glared at me. She had taken the bait completely.
“Y-you bastard! Who do you think you’re talking to?! Have you lost your mind? Fine! Let’s fight! I, the Supreme Elder, will personally punish you! I’ll even abolish the position of Vice Cult Leader itself and restore order to this cult!”
She shouted with her inner energy, her voice echoing through the halls. Everyone in the cult must have heard her.
“So you’re a heretic who denies the return of the Sex Demon?”
My perfectly reasonable remark only fanned her flames. She stomped her feet even harder.
“Heresy? You only know one thing and nothing else! There may be a legend about the Sex Demon’s return, but our doctrine states that any cult member can leave whenever they wish! Have you even read the scriptures?! If you don’t know, study them!”
— Thud! She lightly kicked the table in the center of the room. To my surprise, it slid over ten meters without toppling and came to a perfect stop against the far wall.
“Heh heh, you’d better be prepared! This duel will be the end of everything for you!”
“You intend to fight indoors? The furniture will be destroyed.”
“Do you take me for an idiot? At this late hour, and inside the cult, of course we’ll use Sex Qi Sparring! Besides, this room won’t even get a scratch from the casual inner energy release or explosion of an Extreme Demon-level master. Stop thinking nonsense and just grab your cock while you wallow in defeat!”
She pointed her right index finger at me with triumphant confidence.
“Huhu, I wonder if you can even last half a second against the undefeated Galbo Ryeon?”
I raised my own index finger in the opening stance of Sex Qi Sparring, just as Han Go-sam had taught me.
Sex Qi Sparring. The cult’s secret duels involving Sex Qi Technique fell into three main categories. The first was pure entertainment: contestants released Sex Qi externally, and victory was decided by the vividness of the pink glow, whether the qi could materialize, and how quickly test subjects hit with the qi would ejaculate or release fluids. The second, and most common, was Sex Qi Technique combat—using Sex Qi-based martial arts to determine superiority in raw power. The last was the duel between Extreme Demon-level masters capable of emitting dense, gang-qi level Sex Qi externally: the so-called Sex Qi Technique Duel.
The basic rule was simple—each fighter pushed Sex Qi from their fingertips into the opponent’s body, and the one who endured without surrendering won. According to cult tradition, if an opponent’s inner energy penetrated deep into your body yet you stubbornly refused to yield, the Sex Qi would churn inside you and cause severe internal injuries. However, no one had experienced these side effects in so long that the details had been lost to time. Partly because it had become common sense to surrender the moment the opponent’s Sex Qi touched your fingertips, and partly because the number of Extreme Demon-level masters within the cult had dwindled, making such duels increasingly rare.
Sex Qi Technique Duels also permitted attacks with pure Sex Qi from any part of the body besides the fingertips, which was why the format earned its name. Still, given the immense concentration required to manipulate the vital energy flowing from a human’s most sensitive points, the extra rule was generally considered useless—like trying to look east and west at the same time.
“Very well. Let’s play.”
When our fingertips were about three inches apart, vivid pink currents of energy materialized from each of our fingers without either of us moving first. They slowly extended toward one another.
— Crackle, crackle!
Galbo Ryeon made no effort to contain the inner energy surging through her entire body. Pink qi leaked from her as she glared at me. Her massive breasts—rivaling her sister’s—clearly stored her Sex Qi; the energy poured from the area around her nipples, flowing down her chest, shoulders, and arms before reaching her index finger.
In contrast, I allowed none of my inner energy to leak externally. I focused every nerve on my fingertip and channeled the Sex Qi forward.
“Hmph! I don’t know how you managed to contain all your Sex Qi inside your body, but cheap tricks like that won’t work on Galbo Ryeon!”
“Ahh, Vice Cult Leader… be careful♡”
Yeryeong had woken up at some point and was now watching us, cheering me on. Since she couldn’t see the flow of inner energy, it probably looked like I was being pushed back one-sidedly.
“I’m fine. Don’t worry and rest easy.”
I replied with calm affection, telling her not to concern herself. When she saw Yeryeong, still naked and dripping with my semen, cheering for me, Galbo Ryeon’s eyes flashed with rage.
“Hmph, feeling confident, are we? Prepare yourself! I’ll crush that arrogant nose of yours with everything I’ve got!”
The pink current stretching through the air finally collided. The point of impact swayed back and forth like a tug-of-war.
“Huuup! Not bad. But this level is nothing against the undefeated Galbo Ryeon!”
She raised her eyes and poured even more Sex Qi into the clash. Her clothes fluttered violently from the force, and her hair whipped around in all directions.
‘That must be her maximum output.’
“Haha, how about it? Aren’t you trembling already!? Khh!”
“…Supreme Elder. Are you playing around with me right now?”
“Huh? W-what are you talking about…?”
“If this is all it takes to become a Supreme Elder, then the Sex Demon Cult’s standards are seriously questionable. Well then, it’s time to prepare.”
“P-prepare for what?”
“What else? Prepare to lose.”
With those words, I raised the output of the mana I had been emitting at only thirty percent of my maximum.
“Uuuuugh! That’s impossible!”
The collision point of the visible Sex Qi gradually advanced toward Galbo Ryeon. The energy I was projecting wasn’t actually the Sex Qi stored in my testicles—it was mana from the mana circle within my heart. After recovering my sixth circle, I had trained to convert the Sex Qi I felt during Sex is Power cultivation into mana circle attributes. As a result, I could now freely draw mana from my circle in the form of Sex Qi.
‘So this is what they mean by “all rivers return to the sea.”’
I had attempted converting mana into demonic qi as well, but I stopped after realizing that continuing would forcibly open my upper dantian and allow uncontrolled demonic qi to invade my brain. Since there was no risk of my meridians twisting and killing me, I decided to train demonic qi properly later when I had time.
Anyway, this Sex Qi Technique Duel would end the moment I increased my mana output a little more. If it ended like this, she would probably just suffer minor internal injuries, spout something about “just you wait,” and run away.
‘There’s no way I’m going to let something so boring happen.’
I stirred a tiny amount of the Sex Qi in my testicles and shot it behind me, arcing widely around the room toward Galbo Ryeon. While Sex Qi Technique Duels demanded immense concentration like any inner energy battle, for me—who was on the verge of completing the Two Yang Divine Art—it was easier than lying down and eating rice cakes. I wove an extremely thin thread of Sex Qi, far finer than anything I had used when teasing Han Go-sam. A long strand of Sex Silk, its presence hidden so thoroughly that even an Extreme Demon’s senses couldn’t detect it, shot forward in secret.
— Srrrt
One end of the Sex Silk slid slowly across the floor. Fortunately, the sound of Galbo Ryeon’s clothes flapping masked even that faint noise. She remained completely unaware of the invisible threat aiming for her most private place.
“Kuuuugh!”
The other end of the Sex Silk wasn’t detached from my testicles. Instead, it was wrapped tightly around my erect member, which was coated in gang qi—strong enough to withstand considerable force.
“Kyaaah! W-what was that just now!? What did you do!?”
The tip of the Sex Silk rose like a snake and lightly brushed her private parts before slipping downward to target her rear. Since the tip wasn’t concentrated with Sex Qi, the main body of the thread—connected to the Six Dragons—seemed difficult for her to sense at the moment.
After finally giving up on finding the cause of the strange phenomenon, she glared at me while barely maintaining her focus. I maintained an innocent expression and slightly increased the amount of mana I was releasing.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Kkh! Y-you bastard!”
No matter how hard she tried, the collision point of the Sex Qi had already stopped just half an inch from her fingertip. While watching for an opening to strike her private parts again with the Sex Silk, my gaze fell upon a sturdy ceiling beam visible behind her head.
‘Go!’
The long Sex Silk that had passed between Galbo Ryeon’s legs wrapped around the ceiling beam and coiled tightly.
‘Perfect!’
Every time I flexed my member, the Sex Silk bounced like a group jump rope.