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The incident that stirred up the night—the raid on the Hwangbo Clan—ended in failure.
The Hwangbo Clan suffered enormous damage.
First, the Hwangbo Clan's warriors and Clan Head Hwangbo Yeom sustained heavy injuries while subduing the attackers.
- Some among the Sex Demons were also being controlled after being poisoned by the Soul-Bewitching Incense!
The Hwangbo Clan warriors subdued the attackers without killing anyone. Those who heard the news were moved by the Hwangbo Clan's bravery and their foolishly kind nature.
- They spared the scum who tried to rape the clan's women? They should have killed them all!
Some held more radical views, but the Hwangbo Clan's answer remained consistent.
- As martial artists, they are already dead. The rest will simply face the solemn judgment of the nation's law.
Could a martial artist who raided a banquet hall to violate the daughters of the Eight Great Families ever show their face outside again?
Unless they completely hide their identity and are reborn as a new person, wherever they go, they will be cursed for life under the name of 'the Sex Demon who attacked the Hwangbo Clan'.
Furthermore, they will rot in prison for the rest of their lives.
Although it is called the Inviolability of Government and Martial Arts, when martial artists cause large-scale harm like this, the authorities do not stay idle. After concluding discussions with the Hwangbo Clan behind the scenes, the Shandong Provincial Governor boldly deployed government troops.
- Arrest them!!
As hundreds of suspects from the Hwangbo Clan raid were detained, the clan cooperated with the government office and succeeded in tracing the attackers' origins. Through 'deep conversations' with the most suspicious individuals among the hundreds of suspects, they uncovered the true nature of the assault group.
The one who had formed a group of Sex Demons called the Scarlet Order and wreaked havoc.
- Issue a warrant and pursue the one named So Ju-ji! A bounty will be given to whoever captures him!
- So Ju-ji looted the Hwangbo Clan's warehouse and made off with a vast amount of gold, silver, and treasures. The Hwangbo Clan will give a great reward to whoever catches him and will not forget the favor.
He, who called himself So Ju-ji, mobilized the Sex Demons to create chaos, then plundered the Hwangbo Clan's warehouse.
Thus, the Hwangbo Clan raid incident was concluded, with only the ringleader, So Ju-ji, vanishing without a trace.
The seven sisters of the Hwangbo Clan whom they sought to violate were all safe. Rather, it was reported that they passed the night safely and without incident in the room of the Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist, as if mocking the attackers.
Though there was a loss of wealth, the Hwangbo Clan successfully protected everything.
And then, morning came.
A single person had vanished from the Hwangbo Clan.
* * *
"What do you mean! Vanished! Cough!"
Hwangbo Yeom coughed up blood with a dry hack. Along with the blood he spat out, more began to seep through the white bandages wrapped around his body.
"Calm yourself, Clan Head!"
"Calm? Do I look like I'm in any state to be calm, Chief Steward?! How could this happen!"
Hwangbo Yeom lamented, pounding his solar plexus with his fist.
"How could he run after setting the girls' hearts on fire!!"
"Hic, sob...!!"
The six sisters could only weep continuously. The eldest daughter, especially, cried so sorrowfully that her thick makeup became smeared.
"......."
Hwangbo Hye-ji shed tears without a word. Unlike the others, only a single drop rolled down her cheek, but that sorrow made the hearts of the Hwangbo Clan's servants ache even more.
"Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist, that son of a bitch...!"
Hwangbo Yeom was genuinely furious. The man, who had been gone since dawn, was nowhere to be found in the Hwangbo Clan, not even a single hair.
"He exuded such confidence... how could he do this!"
Leaving behind only a single letter, the Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist had fled.
After spending a frenzied night with the seven sisters, he could not endure it and ran away!
"This... this son of a...."
- I am afraid of the lustful gale.
Hwangbo Yeom radiated killing intent toward the letter placed before him. If he could tear the letter up, he would have ripped it to shreds immediately; if he could burn it, he would have incinerated it in an instant.
- I am sorry, Clan Head. I would rather die fighting than be crushed to death beneath a woman. I am terrified of Hye-ji.
"Hye-ji, couldn't you have held back!!"
"......I am sorry."
No one could say anything.
"How badly must it have been for a man to run away because he was scared of a woman! A peak realm expert flees in the middle of the night because he cannot overcome the climax given by women...? And because he is afraid of a night with a woman! Ah, daughter. What in the world did you do to him...?"
"...I simply made a child."
"Ah...."
Hwangbo Yeom was rendered speechless.
He could never have imagined that his divine daughter was such a supreme expert in that field, capable of defeating even a peak realm master.
According to the servants, the white sheet on the bed had been stained red.
In other words, this was her first experience. All the sisters except the eldest were having their first experience, and Hwangbo Hye-ji had made a man run away on her first experience.
The Hwangbo Clan was at a loss in this situation, which was too tragicomic to be called talent.
"......."
Hwangbo Yeom swallowed his rage and turned the letter over.
[Fierce Tiger Overlord Fist (猛虎覇王拳).]
The back of the letter was densely filled with the martial arts formula of the Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist, omitting not a single mnemonic. The concise and unhesitating handwriting carried the rough presence of a mountain lord, and Hwangbo Yeom understood the essence of the Fierce Tiger Overlord Fist after reading the formula just once.
If it grew just a little more, it could truly become the greatest fist in the world.
It was literally giving wings to a tiger, and the Hwangbo Clan could become those wings for the tiger to soar through the heavens.
"How could someone who has mastered such a great martial art make such a choice...!"
However, the mountain lord, terrified of the seven wives waiting for him in the cave, tucked his tail and ran away. Before the wings he had grown could constrict his own body and kill him, he felt fear and fled.
Had he failed in the night's work?
That was not the case.
The Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist performed well enough to make all seven sisters faint in climax. He did not deal with them one by one but handled three or four at once, finishing inside all seven and making them collapse from exhaustion.
Even if it was only once per person, that was seven times. As if a man would only finish once!
Though it was somewhat embarrassing to say, the amount suggested he had finished at least three times per person.
"How can this man... how!"
He possessed such an outstanding manhood that even Hwangbo Yeom himself, as a male, had to admit he was a cut above.
"Father, we were too hard on him."
"We are sorry, Father. Having been poisoned by the aphrodisiac...."
"We are the ones who made him leave... sniffle."
Furthermore, even though he was a man who had abandoned them, all seven of the Hwangbo Clan sisters, without exception, took the side of the man who had run away.
It was fantastic. That was their common opinion.
"Argh...!!"
He had even saved the women who were poisoned and nearly turned into cripples. The aphrodisiac, which had been mixed into all the food and even the water, had a more fatal effect on the women. Hwangbo Yeom was aghast at the analysis of the physician who examined the aphrodisiac.
- Had their sexual desires not been relieved, they would have become unable to bear children for life.
"Arrrrgh!!"
Hwangbo Yeom's head pounded with anguish. In a way, the Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist was the life-saving benefactor who had saved his daughters. He was a man who had allowed them to continue their lives as women, sacrificing his divine stamina—no, his entire might—with his own body.
"We are sorry, Father...."
It was just that the tiger had been humiliated, pinned down by does. In the disgrace of being hunted by his prey, he ran away under the threat of nearly being killed by them.
"Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist Mu-myeong.... I will never forgive you."
Hwangbo Yeom slowly rose from his chair. As if the wild spirit of a fierce tiger had somehow been ingrained into his Sumeru Heavenly King Divine Art, his entire body surged with ferocious energy.
"I will definitely capture that scoundrel. And when I catch him...."
Hwangbo Yeom examined the final mnemonic of the letter.
- To overcome Hye-ji, I will return after becoming stronger.
"I will immediately grab that scoundrel by the scruff of his neck, break both his legs, and drag him back into this household!!"
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"......."
While the commotion in the Hwangbo Clan quieted briefly, Hwangbo Hye-ji, escorted by clan warriors, sought out a cliff.
"My lady, this place is...."
"Do not worry, I am not going to jump."
Hwangbo Hye-ji calmed the warriors who were ready to leap toward her at any moment and knelt down before the cliff.
"......."
That day.
That late, ambitious night when the rain and wind had been raging fiercely.
This was the very place where Hwangbo Yeom had personally chased down the one called Wi Ji-ju, who, not content with taking the eldest daughter's virginity, had also aimed for the second daughter's and intended to get her pregnant.
Wi Ji-ju had been struck in the solar plexus by Hwangbo Yeom and vanished by falling off the cliff.
In truth, Wi Ji-ju was the black history of the Hwangbo Clan.
"Did you tell a lie, or did he tell a lie."
Hwangbo Hye-ji stroked her stomach and smiled. She already knew whose words were the truth, but she could not bear it without saying it aloud anyway.
The one who whispered only sweet words and deceived with lies.
The one who spoke of bittersweet reality and told the truth.
"The Hwangbo Clan... hates lies."
Lies were a grave sin in the Hwangbo Clan. The chivalrous spirit of the clan did not wish for lies to be discussed.
The way to confirm who spoke the truth was simple.
Ten months.
She only had to wait ten months. No, she didn't even need ten months.
The body's signal that she had conceived could be known by next month—or the month after, at the earliest.
Her menstruation did not come.
After three months, her stomach would start to feel bloated.
Hwangbo Hye-ji possessed perfect 'knowledge'. And she would choose the one who had not lied to her.
- I told you, finishing inside doesn't necessarily make a child.
"......."
But on the other hand, she rather wished those words had been the lie. She wished he had pretended it was a lie and simply finished inside and gotten her pregnant.
Hubei, Jin Family Manor.
"I have already... told a lie...."
Hwangbo Hye-ji had lied to Hwangbo Yeom. A woman of the Hwangbo Clan, which detested lies more than anything, had lied to her family.
For a friend without equal in the world.
And for the second man she had ever held in her heart in her life.
The first man had told her only lies and left.
The second man had told her the truth and left.
Both were the same Sex Demons, and both hid their divine identities just the same, but at least he did not hide the fact that he was a Sex Demon.
Even though his divine identity might be revealed.
"......You knew, didn't you?"
He must have subtly hinted at his divine identity because he knew. He would have read Hwangbo Hye-ji's heart and left the Hwangbo Clan, certain that Hwangbo Hye-ji would make only one choice.
"Thank you."
For swallowing his pride for the Hwangbo Clan.
He could have left proudly as a Sex Demon, framed as having devoured the seven sisters and run away.
But in a gesture that was barely consideration at all toward the Hwangbo Clan, he hid his identity by making it seem as if he had fled because he could not endure it.
He even left behind an ascending martial art that would allow the Hwangbo Clan to grow and advance further, and he departed after making a promise to 'her' that he would return someday.
- I will be the sacrificial lamb.
And even if the other six sisters were to be betrothed to other men, there would be no problem.
- ...The one violated by the Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist—no, the Ecstasy Sex Demon—was only me.
At least publicly, the Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist was a fugitive who had taken Hwangbo Hye-ji and run.
- Let the older and younger sisters marry other men if they wish. So far, I alone have spent time with him... and as long as we keep our mouths shut, nobody will know.
The man who becomes betrothed to the six sisters will be greatly disappointed that his divine wife is not a virgin, but that level of dissatisfaction can be suppressed with the Hwangbo Clan's authority.
"For... making me a divorced woman in a single day."
Strictly speaking, they had not even held a ceremony yet. But it had already been widely publicized that Hwangbo Hye-ji had entered a de facto marriage with the Soul-Seizing Crashing Fist, and marriage proposals toward Hwangbo Hye-ji would abruptly cease.
"Even if... there were that person's child in my womb."
Hwangbo Hye-ji rose to her feet and bowed politely toward the cliff.
"I will send you off from this place. Farewell."
Hwangbo Hye-ji took a small box from her bosom. Inside was a ring that seemed somewhat ill-suited for Hwangbo Hye-ji.
Rustle.
Hwangbo Hye-ji threw the ring, box and all, down the cliff. As she turned around, her eyes were on the verge of tears, glistening as if she might cry.
"...Yeon-i's first love came true, though."
Hwangbo Hye-ji swallowed her tears. Tears did not suit the Hwangbo Clan, and she could not simply sit back and lose.
"...Wait just a little longer."
Had he really spoken the truth or not.
"...Even if I lose in martial combat, I do not wish to lose in the war of love...!"