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Sex was a vulgar thing.
Hwangbo Hye-ji had wanted to know about sexual intercourse, but was denied because it was considered vulgar.
You will naturally come to know it when you meet your husband.
Their mother, who could have taught them, had died giving birth to the youngest. Hwangbo Yeom had not properly educated the seven Hwangbo sisters, not even through their nanny.
Just do whatever your husband tells you once you're married!
The Hwangbo Clan's Seven Princesses had grown up completely ignorant of sex. The seven sisters had no particular interest in sex; they satisfied their desire for achievement rather than lust by practicing martial arts.
But as they grew older and became adults, a curiosity about sex naturally arose.
Hwangbo Hye-ji fell in love with a guest who visited the clan. Amidst the clan's many martial brawlers, she was charmed by his intellectual and cultured demeanor as a youth.
-I love you, Hye-ji.
He whispered sweet nothings in his sugary voice. They made a Century-long Vow in secret and even promised to elope together.
But he also seduced Hwangbo Hye-ji's elder sister, whispering even sweeter words of love, and even had physical relations with the elder sister.
Ultimately, he was driven out. Hwangbo Yeom raged and screamed that he would kill him, but the man threw himself off a cliff to avoid being beaten to death.
He must have certainly died. Thus, Hwangbo Hye-ji kept the memory of her dead first love in her heart.
She had loved, but she didn't know how to make love with her body. At the same time, she felt jealousy and envy watching Dokgo Yeon share love with the one she cherished both in body and spirit.
I want to share love too. Aside from the fact that he was a lust demon, he wasn't such a bad man, and she wanted to feel love, even if it was just vicarious satisfaction.
And the fruit of love that her body received for the first time was hotter and more agonizing than she ever imagined.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
Every time his thick member stabbed into her belly, a jolt shot through her entire body. The strength in her hands, draped over the window sill, began to drain.
The overwhelming pleasure without pain drove her mad. If this was what sharing physical love was, Hwangbo Hye-ji wanted to indulge in love even more than practicing martial arts.
"I'm going... crazy... ah... haahk!"
The absence of pain thanks to the Medicinal Pill backfired spectacularly. The climax rising from her toes to the crown of her head blanked out her mind.
The rough touches, the hot breathing, and the member that seemed to set her belly on fire—all of it drove her insane.
The intense lust of a man wanting her so fiercely opened her heart, and her body opened even wider.
"Yeon... that's so unfair... haahk...!"
Hwangbo Hye-ji felt genuinely wronged.
"Keeping, hic, something this good... to yourself...!"
She never knew being with a man could feel this amazing. Even as her insides were scraped, only jolts of tingling pleasure burst forth and coiled around her body.
Uwaaaahk!!
Outside, the Lust Demons and warriors were still fighting. Hwangbo Hye-ji thought her screams would be heard outside, so she bit her lower lip and stifled her moans.
"Kyahak, haahk...!"
But she couldn't endure it. Every time the pleasure intensified, moans leaked through her tightly shut lips, as if her body would collapse if she didn't release the pleasure through her mouth.
"Inside, not inside... it mustn't... go inside..."
Hwangbo Hye-ji believed what that dead man had told her. So even if she ended up being with a man, she wanted him to finish outside when he released.
"Ahuk, hic...! I don't know anymore... haaang...!"
However, her body didn't obey. Her mind screamed that he mustn't ejaculate inside, but her instinct fiercely craved to receive it inside her.
Just as a warrior cannot resist a Spirit Medicine laid before them, the woman called Hwangbo Hye-ji was yearning for the essence of the Lust Demon who would violate her and flee.
"N-not... insi..."
Hwangbo Hye-ji's vision was painted white. She couldn't remember the face or voice of the man who had fallen off the cliff, and only the strong curses and rough breathing heard from behind her coiled around Hwangbo Hye-ji's entire body.
"...de."
Splurt, squirt.
The moment something hot entered her belly, Hwangbo Hye-ji sensed the end.
"Yeon... I'm sorry..."
Hwangbo Hye-ji had, in the end, come to know love.
***
"Huaaat!"
Hwangbo Yeom spat out a fierce roar and thrust his fist forward.
"Kuheok!"
The warrior who had charged at him took the punch to the stomach and vomited in agony. Hwangbo Yeom quickly spun his body and struck the warrior's back.
"Keok!"
The lust-tainted warrior planted his head into the ground. Hwangbo Yeom's strength, moving like light, was so formidable it could be rightly called the World's Strongest Fist.
However, he was currently unable to use his full power.
"...Puhaa!"
He let out a ragged breath. Without inhaling again, he held his breath and stretched his leg to kick another Lust Demon.
"...Hoop."
He didn't even take a deep breath, merely regulating his breathing in very short bursts.
The Soul-Bewitching Incense thickly layered on the floor refused to dissipate. No matter how much fist wind he unleashed, the gray smoke kept settling below, tormenting the warriors of the Hwangbo Clan.
"Ga-----ah!!"
Hwangbo Yeom unleashed a qi wave with his Lion's Roar. It wasn't to repel his surroundings, but to secure a moment to breathe.
Swoop.
Hwangbo Yeom quickly regulated his breathing, then issued orders to the warriors.
"Keep your breathing to the bare minimum! And don't kill—subdue them!"
He had to capture them alive and dig out the mastermind who had ambushed the Hwangbo Clan. He had to identify and take revenge on whoever planned this sloppy and disastrous scheme.
The Hwangbo Clan would remember this, and they would exact vengeance as the fist.
"Clan Head! Danger!"
"Don't state the obvious, keuk?!"
Something sharp grazed Hwangbo Yeom's ankle as it flew through the mist. He bit his lip at the stinging sensation.
Paralysis Poison.
His ankle, which he had failed to protect with his Protective Qi Aura in time, started to sting. The poison's energy was so potent it seemed capable of knocking out even a bear in an instant.
"Uoooooh!!"
But Hwangbo Yeom suppressed the poison's energy with a kihap. He wasn't Immune to All Poisons, but he could somehow suppress it with his body's heat and strength.
The problem was that others were being poisoned.
"Hueo, eoeok!!"
A Hwangbo Clan warrior whose mask was torn off breathed in the Soul-Bewitching Incense and collapsed forward. Some Lust Demons began jeering crudely at the clan's warriors who were entranced by the incense.
"Get up! We gotta fuck 'em!"
"You just stay collapsed there! Even while we're passing the Hwangbo bitches around, you stay still! Don't even think about cutting in!!"
"You bastards!!"
Hwangbo Yeom burst out in fury and sequentially knocked out the Lust Demons. The number of Lust Demons he had personally knocked unconscious already far exceeded thirty.
But the more he knocked them down one by one, the more systematic the Lust Demons' movements became.
"This is...!"
A chill ran down his spine, as if an organization of unknown identity was hiding among the Lust Demons.
"The Demonic Cult...?"
The red glare flickering through the gaps in the gray fog was enough to momentarily cause that illusion.
"That can't... be true!"
These were all men he had personally verified during the first test through Inner Energy pressure. If they had been mere foot soldiers of the Demonic Cult, they wouldn't have been invited to the reception, let alone to the second round.
"It can't be... you!"
Hwangbo Yeom screamed and swung his fists. Blades of fist wind swept all directions from his hands, and the Lust Demons fell one by one onto the banquet tables, unconscious.
"Just a little more like this—"
Claaaang!
Hwangbo Yeom crossed his arms to block an attack. He gulped at the swift strike that could have seriously wounded him if he had been careless.
"......Tch."
"I have to... prove myself..."
"Hye-ji's pussy is mine... yeah... I must become her husband..."
Seeing the two youths lose their senses and only mumble, Hwangbo Yeom unleashed his Lion's Roar.
"Come to your senses, futures of the White Path Murim---!!"
Subdue without killing. Hwangbo Yeom poured all his might into struggling just to subdue them.
* * *
It was about time to leave. Now, once I waited for the Lust Demons to be suppressed and Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist disappeared secretly, everything would be over.
'But they're taking longer than I thought?'
The fight hadn't ended even by the time I finished ejaculating inside Hwangbo Hye-ji and enjoying myself. The commotion outside continued, and I was in a very awkward position.
'I need the situation to calm down for me to bolt.'
Hwangbo Hye-ji had collapsed from exhaustion. If anyone attacked her now, even a First-Rate master level bastard could rape her.
I had to stay by her side until she recovered her strength, or hope the disturbance quieted down quickly.
'I thought it'd be sorted out soon.'
The warriors of the Hwangbo Clan weren't weak. The Lust Demons I gathered weren't strong enough to remain in a prolonged standoff against the Hwangbo Clan.
'Something smells fishy.'
A slight malice had hitched a ride on my original plan.
My double-layered plan was roughly designed on the assumption that the Scarlet Order would be subdued by the Hwangbo Clan, but the current situation was shaping up such that the Scarlet Order might subdue the Hwangbo Clan instead.
'What is Hwangbo Yeom doing?'
Just what is the Clan Head doing and where? I scanned the banquet hall looking for Hwangbo Yeom.
"Huh, you got hit with a nerve poison?"
No matter how strong a person is, a powerful toxic poison will stiffen the body. I ground my teeth seeing Hwangbo Yeom bleeding profusely from his back.
"Ah, you're fighting while holding back."
Hwangbo Yeom possessed the strength to kill them all. But he was concentrating on swinging his fists to knock them out one by one.
Gaps were easy to exploit.
If someone he thought he had knocked out suddenly pulled out a poisoned dagger and swung it, it wouldn't be an easy fight even for a Harmony Realm master.
His breathing was restricted by the Soul-Bewitching Incense.
He was fighting while protecting the clan's warriors.
He wasn't using Killing Strokes because he didn't want to kill the enemy.
And he hadn't been able to completely purge the influence of the alcohol.
All these circumstances combined meant Hwangbo Yeom could only exert the strength of a mere Peak Realm master.
'Moreover, the guys he's dealing with aren't the type you can easily handle while holding back.'
Bang Do-rim, Baek Bo-jun. The ones who had each been beaten up by me once were entranced by the Soul-Bewitching Incense and had lost their senses. Still, they hadn't completely succumbed, befitting their reputation as fairly strong Rising Stars, and it looked like they would regain consciousness within half a two-hour watch.
Once those two snapped to their senses, the effects of the Soul-Bewitching Incense would gradually wear off for the rest, and the Hwangbo Clan would barely manage to subdue the Lust Demons.
'Some are trying to slip away too.'
The real Lust Demons I had sent invitations to were gauging the situation, trying to slip out of the martial arts arena without anyone noticing. I was annoyed by their bulging crotches and the smell wafting through the window.
"...An Aphrodisiac?"
The dense yin energy layered beneath the Soul-Bewitching Incense was an Aphrodisiac, or in crude terms, a heat-inducing drug. Only then did I realize why the Lust Demons were holding out so much better.
Someone had not only released the Soul-Bewitching Incense but also an Aphrodisiac into the banquet hall. Because of that, not only the Lust Demons, but even those I thought would just collapse were tainted by lust!
"Fuck, I'm screwed. Heh heh."
Whether the Lust Demons had brought and sprinkled the Aphrodisiac themselves, or there was someone who genuinely wished for the Hwangbo Clan's downfall, or someone had empowered the Lust Demons to fuck me over by exploiting my plan of having them subdued—
Either way, it didn't really matter.
'Only my time to go to Yeoni is being delayed.'
Given a little more time, the Lust Demons would be captured. I returned from the window and tidied Hwangbo Hye-ji's hair.
"Uuuu..."
"Are you coming to?"
"......."
Hwangbo Hye-ji blushed at my words and stirred her body to rise.
"It's only natural you'd be exhausted, having climaxed from a rear-entry position during your first experience. There's nothing at all to be ashamed of about fainting. After all, it was me who lay with you."
"...Ah, jeez."
Hwangbo Hye-ji fidgeted with her belly. The little ones I had ejaculated earlier were warmly nestled inside her.
"You're really... not going to get pregnant, right?"
"Of course. My, you're so distrustful. If it happens, I shall take responsibility."
"...You promised. If it happens, I'll take the child and hunt you down to the ends of hell."
"What a terrifying threat. The commotion outside still needs time to settle, so let's wait a little longer."
If I told her about Hwangbo Yeom's injury, she would unnecessarily dash outside. Hwangbo Yeom wasn't someone who would die or get seriously hurt easily, so I concealed his wounds.
"Now, it's time we part. It will likely be about one two-hour watch from now, but I'm saying my goodbyes early."
"Yes. ...Well, to be honest, doing it with you wasn't exactly unpleasant—"
Kyaaaang!!
A scream rang out from next door. Hwangbo Hye-ji and I urgently kicked the door open and ran into the adjoining room.
"What the?!"
"......?"
Inside the room, all six sisters were flushed and writhing in agony. They were each tearing at their own clothes with feverish faces.
"An Aphrodisiac... overdose?"
* * *
"So No Demon went to violate Hwangbo Hye-ji. Hoo hoo, if I had known it was that sort of thing, I wish we had shared our plans in advance and solidified them."
Just what kind of existence was the being called No Demon? Dokgo Yeon felt a chill at the sudden change in Thunder Demon's behavior—she was being so polite to her.
"I hope my small gift proves to be of great help to No Demon."
"A gift?"
"Yes. In all the food at the banquet..."
Thunder Demon licked her red lips. She took out white powder wrapped in paper from her bosom and rubbed it between her fingers.
"I sprinkled an Aphrodisiac that can turn one into a cripple if their lust isn't relieved. Hoo hoo. Please deliver that message to No Demon."
Thunder Demon winked.
"The one who drove the Lust Demons into even greater heat was none other than Thunder Demon. I did well, right?"
Dokgo Yeon could offer no reply.