The Heavenly Demon Divine Art
The chastity belt was nowhere to be felt. She must have stripped it off while I was unconscious. A bead of pre-cum had already escaped the tip.
"I wanted to try all sorts of fun things with the Young Cult Leader. Haup♡"
"Mmph! Mmmph!"
Ignoring my pathetic resistance, she sucked my cock all the way down to the root. Schluuuurp, schluuuurp! Every cell from her lips to the depths of her throat stimulated me, urging a quick release.
Spurt! Spurt, spuuurt!
Gulp, gulp!
"Pah… I drank it all♡"
Her lips, having drained me in an instant, left my shaft and climbed upward. Twitch!
She had been about to kiss me when my body jerked. She stopped, smiled with a hint of regret, and spoke.
"I heard men dislike kissing after tasting their own seed. So the Young Cult Leader is the same."
Chu!
Instead of my lips, she planted a deep kiss on the left side of my neck.
"I dislike that the Young Cult Leader does not understand a woman’s heart."
Chuuu!
Soso pressed an even deeper kiss on the right side of my neck before continuing.
"I also dislike doing the same thing to the Young Cult Leader, but people only realize their mistakes after suffering the same wrong they inflicted. So it cannot be helped."
Both sides of my neck burned. If left alone, they would surely bruise. She slipped into my arms like a girl hugging a large doll.
"Let us stay like this… just for a little while."
I felt her small breasts and face press against my chest. The Six Dragons twitched against her thigh, maintaining its hardness. Perhaps half an hour passed. When a damp sensation spread across one side of my chest, she rubbed her face there, then released the embrace.
Smiling faintly, she pushed herself up with both hands on my chest.
"Then, from now on, I shall receive the Young Cult Leader’s concentrated essence♡"
Soso brought her soaked entrance toward the raging Six Dragons. As if responding, it thrust straight inside her.
Schluuurk!
"Kyaaah♡"
Her moan was sweet, yet it carried a strangely dry, restrained quality compared to the Chastity Unit girls.
Thud, thud!
This sensation… it was exactly like the first test I faced after being kidnapped into the Sex Demon Cult—the one with the vagina specialist. And I could faintly taste the shrine maiden’s flavor from earlier on my balls.
Soso bit her lip and suppressed her pleasure as much as possible while riding me vigorously from above.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Squelch, squelch! Squelch, squelch!
"Hnn♡ Ah♡ Hng♡ Haang♡"
"Ughhh! Uuuuugh!"
Her pistoning made the Six Dragons begin writhing on its own, far faster than I wished.
Glurk! Glurck!
Spurt! Spuuuurt!
"Hnn♡ Young Cult Leader, your cock has no self-control at all♡"
"Uuuuugh! Uwaaah!"
‘Soso? No, Shrine Maiden Sajo-yeong? Why? And how?’
My thoughts could not continue. Even while I was ejaculating—at my most sensitive—she never stopped moving. If anything, she sped up.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Her palms rained down on my chest, sides, shoulders, and arms without pause. Before the afterglow even faded, the Six Dragons signaled it was ready for battle again.
Twitch!
"Uwaaah! Uuuuugh!"
She wore a dreamy expression, as if listening to a lover’s whisper instead of my desperate screams.
"Haa… How can you be this adorable♡"
Slap slap slap slap slap!
Spurt! Spuuuurt!
"Hwaaaah!"
Her hips moved faster and faster. Wave after wave of unwanted pleasure clouded my mind. I lost count of how many times I came.
"Young Cult Leader♡ My one and only master♡ Then… farewell……"
With her moist voice bidding goodbye, the endless night finally came to an end.
When I regained consciousness, sunlight was streaming through the window. It was already midday.
"Uwaaah! Shit, what—huh?!"
I shot upright from where I had been lying. The blood points she had sealed were gone without a trace, leaving my body perfectly comfortable. On the contrary, my internal energy flowed steadily and my dantian felt full.
…
Yet the marks on my neck still stung, proving last night had not been a dream, and the Six Dragons had gone on strike from its morning erection. This was the shrine maiden’s quarters. I threw on the chastity belt and outer robe that lay scattered on the floor.
The room was simple: a bed, an old small wardrobe, and a small table. On the table sat a tiny potted plant with a fresh sprout. Creak.
Opening the wardrobe revealed several white, loose-fitting robes that looked like ceremonial attire for the shrine maiden. When I peered into the flowerpot, a wooden slip with a short inscription was stuck in the soil.
‘Please take care of this child.’
When I rubbed the characters lightly, powder came off on my fingers. The engraving was recent.
"Huuu."
I sat on the bed and reflected on the previous night. From then until now, I had felt confusion, fear, anger, pleasure, and regret. Her absurd level of martial arts aside, why had she done that to me and left without even waiting for morning? Since she was not here to answer, it was frustrating beyond words.
Bang!
Clutching the flowerpot, I opened the door and left the room. Retracing last night’s memories, I headed toward the Shrine Maiden Hall. Contrary to my expectation of silence, unexpected figures stood around it. Their faces belonged to the Chastity Unit girls who usually attended me in turns.
"Young Cult Leader, you have arrived."
At my presence, they all gathered and bowed. The usual moistness they showed when serving me was gone; they all looked stiff.
"What are you all doing here?"
"Ahem, I shall explain."
The one who emerged from the rear door of the Shrine Maiden Hall was Ping Du-ryeon. According to her, the shrine maiden had left at dawn after telling the Ping sisters only that she was leaving the cult.
"What? She defected?!"
"Yes. Judging from the confirmed locations of the sacred artifacts and the records in the ledgers, the Shrine Maiden—no, now Lady Sa—appears to have departed with nothing but the clothes on her back."
When I took it somewhat seriously, Ping Du-ryeon drew a clear line with the shrine maiden.
"As you know, anyone who decides to leave the cult may inform the cult’s executives of their intent and depart immediately. That law applies to the Shrine Maiden as well……"
"I understand."
Leaving Ping Du-ryeon’s slightly damp voice behind, I descended toward the main headquarters. Lost in idle thoughts, I spotted Cho-ryeong passing by, handed her the flowerpot, and headed for the archives.
"It looks ordinary, but it is precious. Take good care of it."
"Yes! Leave it to me! Hehe♡"
Even that cute girl had grown significantly more charming as a woman over the past three months, including her coquettishness. I opened the door to the underground archives.
‘Last time I looked at sword arts, so maybe saber arts this time? No, rather……’
My head was a mess, so I wanted to cram something in. As the saying goes, studying when tired from playing is the most efficient.
‘Then it has to be mental cultivation methods.’
The bookshelves were buried under piles of manuals, no longer functioning as shelves. Various mental cultivation methods lay scattered about. Because I had only skimmed and organized them roughly before, many bizarre arts I had never touched, along with small annotations, caught my eye.
Observant Heart Method
Even those without talent can reach the peak after twenty years of relentless training. However, their complexion turns the color of jujubes……
Black Water Color Art
From the first star, one begins by soaking their member in the womb of a dead cow while reciting the mantra. Upon reaching the second star……
While roughly flipping through and tossing the manuals aside, I sensed an array mechanism on the wall behind the pile that I had never noticed before.
Shhhk!
"Hup, mm!"
I flinched for a moment, but easily extracted the color thread from my balls without issue.
Shhhhhk!
The various hidden mechanisms throughout the archives. Following the energy calling to me within them, I wove the color thread like a spiderweb.
Hooooom!
Finally, when the internal energy I expelled from my dantian flowed along the color thread, a space hidden behind the wall revealed itself.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Rumble!
As the wall opened, a bookshelf I had never seen before appeared beyond the thick cloud of dust. The faint, foreign color energy remaining in the mechanism whispered to me. This was the true secret bookshelf, where previous Sex Demons and Young Cult Leaders had gathered only the divine arts and supreme techniques for their successors.
Step. Step.
Indestructible Diamond Body
Returning Flower Preserving Youth
Ice White Divine Art
Thunder God Divine Art
Peerless Divine Art
Great White Divine Art
……
Every single one was untouched, without annotations, exactly as it had been when first transcribed. Among those countless manuals, one radiated an especially dense, pitch-black energy, as if boasting of its extraordinary contents even as a copy.
Heavenly Demon Divine Art
The greatest manual in the murim, which only those who ascended as the Heavenly Demon of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult could begin cultivating, revealed its complete form.
"Huuuuh!"
Even just seeing the title made my dantian react with overwhelming excitement.
Thump!
The silent roar of my dantian demanded I memorize the entire manual immediately and show it the true end of the demonic path. Without hesitation, I picked up the Heavenly Demon Divine Art and opened the first page.
The characters on the first page were not Central Plains script, but an unreadable language from the distant western regions, written in neat handwriting. However, with this body that had fully recovered the abilities of a great mage, this was no problem at all.
"Translation!"
Shrrrrk!
As the pages turned, translucent holograms rose into the air above the text in the book.
"Memorization!"
The holograms poured into my mind as if penetrating it.
"Understanding!"
After a brief silence—
"Kwaaaaaah!"
Along with a splitting headache, the essence of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art was engraved into my brain. Although I had not reached the peak, it was the Heavenly Demon Divine Art up to the seventh star.
Shhhhh!
The unique dark yet pristine flow of internal energy characteristic of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art surged through my dantian as if I had trained it my entire life.
"Haaa……"
Feeling dizzy in a different sense from last night’s encounter with the shrine maiden, I stepped out of the hidden chamber.
Click, click, thud!
The moment I emerged, the wall closed by itself, concealing its existence. Pressing my temples to ease the lingering headache, I headed for the training hall.
Standing in the center of the training hall, which could even withstand an all-out strike from the Extreme Demon, I began practicing the Heavenly Demon Divine Art. It was the technique everyone who coveted the Heavenly Demon Divine Art dreamed of.
With a single step, the floor of the training hall cracked as if the earth were splitting in drought.
An intangible force shot out from the palm I thrust into the air.
Boom!
With a thunderous roar, a palm print over one jang long was carved into one wall of the training hall. Sitting in the middle of the now-chaotic training hall, I began circulating the Heavenly Demon Divine Art through the great heavenly circuit.
"……!"
Without realizing it, my internal energy had already reached three gapja plus twenty years—slightly less than the combined internal energy of two peak experts at the beginning of the Hwagyeong realm.
‘Is this thanks to the Heavenly Demon Divine Art……?’
At that moment, the shrine maiden’s strike I had witnessed last night flashed through my mind.
‘If it were now—or if I mastered the essence of all the manuals piled in these archives—could I have blocked it?’
I cast aside even the stray thoughts that had grown more active because of the Yang Mind Art nearing completion, closed my eyes, and continued focusing with all my might.