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"Burp."
The Demonic Sword Consort was delicious.
It had been a long time since I'd enjoyed a woman whose body had matured to its fullest, whose carnal beauty had reached its absolute peak. The experience felt refreshing.
'In the past, I mostly preyed on younger women.'
In the future, countless masters had stood against me to stop the Blood Jiangshi I had become.
Those events were set well ahead of now, so women like the Taiji Sword Empress, the Sky-Shattering Divine Sword, and the future Heavenly Demon all had figures similar to the Demonic Sword Consort's.
Of course, the Demonic Sword Consort was older than any of them, but age doesn't really matter.
"Ughh..."
Even after ejaculating, I hadn't bothered to pull out and simply stayed inside her. The Demonic Sword Consort, who had climaxed into unconsciousness and surrendered completely to the pleasure, was gasping roughly but still refused to release my member.
Squelch, squelch.
Even without me moving my hips, the Demonic Sword Consort was clenching around my member on her own.
It was the instinctive behavior of a virgin woman craving a man even while unconscious, and I simply waited, letting her feast on my member with her lower mouth as much as she wanted until she was satisfied.
'Her accumulated yin energy is no joke.'
I had subdued the Demonic Sword Consort as swiftly as possible, and I had used illusion techniques to wage the Heart Sword Spar through Ghost Intercourse, all to ensure she expended as little of her inner energy as possible.
That way, I could absorb far more yin to nourish my yang from her body, couldn't I!
"Haaah. A mature middle-aged beauty really does squeeze differently."
As she had aged into full womanly ripeness, her body's instinct to bear a child before it was too late was desperately pleading with my member.
'Her body's moving on its own because it wants to conceive before menopause hits.'
Every motion was a plea to receive my seed and bear a child. The Demonic Sword Consort's sex was clinging to my shaft, begging and pleading for my seed—but she'd picked the wrong man.
Vrrrt, vrrrt.
I released another surge of milky fluid inside her. Absorption of Yin to Nourish Yang didn't require internal ejaculation, but the white traces that would drip from her sex would serve as proof that I, the Sky-Soaring Lust Demon, had ravished Demonic Sword Consort Wang So-hyeon.
"Now she finally lets go. Heh-heh."
Her depths were filled with hot, sticky fluid. The Demonic Sword Consort released my member only after her belly had been filled to the brim with that heat, and I lightly drew my body back and pulled out.
"This is what living's all about."
I took off my black robe and draped it over her. Even if I left the ravished Demonic Sword Consort on the ground, no one would dare lay a finger on her.
"Ugh..."
The Demonic Sword Consort let out a moan and slowly opened her eyes. The moment she saw me, she squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head away.
"Heh-heh-heh. Do you see now who won?"
I groped the Demonic Sword Consort's breasts and gave a greasy laugh.
"You've been ravished by me. The Demonic Sword Consort who raised her sword against the Lust Demon couldn't defeat him and was devoured by—"
"My lord."
"...What?"
For an instant, I felt as though a blade had carved my heart out.
"You defeated me with the sword...?"
Slither.
The Demonic Sword Consort slowly rose up and grabbed the hem of my pants. The black robe I'd placed over her slid down and covered her sex.
"You defeated me, Wang So-hyeon, with the sword...so it's only natural that you take my maidenhood as well."
Griiip.
She seized my ankle the way one would grip a sword hilt. Her grip strength was so formidable that even though I'd drained nearly all her inner energy, I couldn't easily shake her off.
"L-let go of me!"
"Not just my maidenhood—take all of me, Wang So-hyeon, with you! My lord!"
"Get off!"
I raised my foot toward Wang So-hyeon. I threatened her, making as if to kick her away, but she wrapped both arms around my thigh and clung to me.
"Accept me as your wife, my lord!!"
"I have no intention of making you my wife!!"
"That's fine!! I'm already your wife anyway!"
"You insane bitch?!"
A genuine chill ran down my spine. The look in her eyes as she gazed up at me was definitely not normal.
"All those countless sword arts you showed me...! You didn't just violate my body, my lord—you violated my very soul!"
"That's not what happened!!"
I had simply subdued her easily with Ghost Intercourse and the Soul-Hooking Technique so she couldn't mount a fierce mental resistance. I had never intended to violate the Demonic Sword Consort's soul.
"I'm the Lust Demon! What kind of woman who's been raped clings to the Lust Demon begging to marry him?!"
"If you've made me like this, then you must take responsibility! No matter how much you refuse, I already belong to you!! If you intend to abandon me..."
The Demonic Sword Consort pressed her face against my thigh, looked up at me, and gave a coy smile.
"Then you'd be better off cutting this worthless woman's throat and leaving."
"Ugh..."
More tenacious than even a love-struck girl's, the gaze she fixed on me was saturated with madness. I couldn't understand what I'd done wrong to be tormented by the Demonic Sword Consort like this.
"If you don't let go right now, I'll seal your acupoints and throw you naked into the forest!"
At my threat, the Demonic Sword Consort's body stiffened.
"Some passing bandit from the Green Forest will come along and violate you! And that won't be all! The whole world will learn that the Demonic Sword Consort was raped by the Lust Demon! Hahaha!"
"If that is what you wish, then I shall obey."
"...What?"
"Since you defeated the Demonic Sword Consort with the sword, you are my master. Ah, aren't you looking forward to it?"
Snatch. The Demonic Sword Consort pulled down my pants and grabbed my member. It was an act meant to hold me in place so I couldn't flee, and I began to feel genuinely afraid of the Demonic Sword Consort.
"Sword Pavilion Master, pull yourself together! That organ you're clutching is the very organ that violated your maidenhood!"
"Hah, hah..."
If she had seized my member and threatened to twist it and tear it off, I might have understood. Instead, the Demonic Sword Consort began clumsily caressing my member.
"You see...for decades, I've been searching for a male swordsman stronger than me."
"I don't care about your past!!"
I clenched my fist. Face ruined or not, the priority was shaking the Demonic Sword Consort off.
"Stop clinging to the ankles of a young man with a bright future, you demon!!"
With a hardened heart, I swung my fist at the Demonic Sword Consort.
Ever since returning to the past, if I were to strike a woman, I had intended only to do as Paeng Yuwol said and 'smack a cunt with a cock.' But against a madwoman blocking my path, there was no reason to hold back.
Yet my fist was blocked by a sword. Blocked by a sword in its scabbard.
Kaang—!!
"A flying sword...?!"
"Hah, hah. Thanks to the Heart Sword Spar with you, my lord...I attained enlightenment...!"
"This insane bitch?!"
The Demonic Sword Consort had used a flying sword technique to block my fist as I tried to knock her away.
"Please, take me in! Show me a broader, deeper world of the sword!!"
"Gah, ugh...!"
"Please, grant me the honor of bearing the child of the Greatest Sword Under Heaven!!"
I felt dizzy from the Demonic Sword Consort's full-body assault.
The Demonic Sword Consort's swordsmanship, wielding a flying sword technique with a shattered blade to protect her own body, was certainly bizarre—but effective.
'Brute force won't work!'
The Demonic Sword Consort had gone mad over something. Even though I had drained a massive amount of her inner energy and ravished her, the mere fact that I had defeated her made her try to offer her entire existence to me.
"C-calm down. Can't we settle this with words?"
"Promise me. That you'll take me with you. That you'll keep me always by your side. That you'll make me the mother of your son."
"Why the hell would I do that?!"
I felt genuinely wronged.
"We didn't even cross blades directly! I simply defeated you through a Heart Sword Spar, and physically, you were devoured by me!!"
"The result would have been the same either way. Ah, my lord. In my forty-five years of life, a swordsman like you is the first I've ever met...!"
I understood then.
I finally understood why the Demonic Sword Consort had gone so mad.
"You...are you seriously trying to serve me as your husband...? ...No, that's not it. No. You're... Right."
I suddenly recalled something my master once said.
—You can live your life alone, but humans are creatures who need a companion to walk with them for a lifetime.
My master had said that a person living under the heavens of the Central Plains cannot survive alone.
That by living together with another, one gains the intellectual fulfillment of being a sentient person and avoids spiritual impoverishment.
—There's no law saying you must marry. But do you know when those who are fiercely single start wavering in their resolve?
The Blood Cult Leader had said:
—When you're sick, and there's no one at home to look after you, and you're lying there alone diagnosing yourself and taking medicine—that's when it hits you the hardest.
"Don't tell me...you're clinging to me this desperately because you want to get married?"
Nod.
"I don't want to grow old all alone!!"
Faced with the Demonic Sword Consort's expression that seemed to ask why I was even asking something so obvious, I swung my fist at her once more. The Wol Yeong Seonghui Sword, wielded within its scabbard, precisely intercepted the trajectory of my fist.
"Then find any man and marry him! With your level of skill, you could easily keep several handsome ones around!!"
"I can't serve a man who's weaker than me!"
"What about the Heavenly Demon?!"
"The Heavenly Demon is a bald man who can't even use a sword properly!!"
The former Sword Demon was obsessed with 'the sword.' She would only serve as her husband a 'swordsman' who could defeat her.
"Handsome! Stronger than me! Sturdy...organ! And even younger! My lord, please, accept me! I'll do anything you say!!"
"You'll do what I say? Then let go!"
I poured inner energy into my fist. Then I unleashed it, channeling the principles of the Thunder Divine Fist.
'Even if her nose bone shatters, I don't care anymore!'
At this rate, it felt like not only Lee Si-a's upper lips but her lower lips too would go cold on me. To abandon the Demonic Sword Consort, I swung my fist at her face with 'full force.'
"Heavenly Demon Overlord Fist—O-Ak-Bung Destruction Fist!"
Even if this attack ruined the Demonic Sword Consort's face, I would knock her away and flee.
"Hwaaaat!"
I even invoked the Heavenly Demon Divine Art and aimed for the Demonic Sword Consort's crown.
Screeeech!
But as if mocking my will, the Demonic Sword Consort's tenacity matched the force of the Fierce Tiger Overlord Fist amplified by the Heavenly Demon Divine Art. I felt like crying.
A flying sword technique relies on mental strength as much as inner energy. And right now, the Demonic Sword Consort's obsession was steeped in monstrous qi.
"An old maid who couldn't get married at your age—how dare you try to block the path of a young man like me?!"
"Then please, accept me! Thanks to you, my lord, I'm no longer an old maid—I'm simply an older woman now!!"
I had no retort to a valid point. As the man who had made the virgin Demonic Sword Consort a virgin no longer, I couldn't exactly say her demand for moral responsibility was wrong.
It was just that I had absolutely no intention of taking moral responsibility. And naturally, I had absolutely no intention of taking her as my wife just because I'd ravished her.
'I already have four wives!'
"Then accept me as your fifth wife! I don't want to grow old and die alone like this!!"
With my legs caught, trying to shake off the Demonic Sword Consort using only the strength of my upper body was a bit beyond me.
"I want to bear the child of the Greatest Sword Under Heaven, and raise that child teaching them my sword arts and yours! I'm sick and tired of raising other people's brats!!"
I could shake her off, but doing so would require a killing stroke. Thanks to the Demonic Sword Consort unfortunately attaining enlightenment through the Heart Sword Spar, she had become just strong enough to make countering her with the fist techniques I knew awkwardly difficult.
If I couldn't shake her off with my hands, I had no choice but to use my legs.
"Hwaaat!! Heavenly Demon Tyrant Wheel Kick!!"
I barely managed to plant one foot on the ground, then swung my whole leg with the Demonic Sword Consort still clinging to it. Focused on blocking my fists with her flying sword technique, the Demonic Sword Consort couldn't react to the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Wheel Kick in time.
Whaaam—!!
I kicked the Demonic Sword Consort into a bamboo stalk. The bamboo that had stood upright snapped with a crack and toppled, and a red welt bloomed across the Demonic Sword Consort's back.
"Keuhuk, heuk...!"
The Demonic Sword Consort coughed dryly but didn't let go of my leg. Letting the strength drain from her battered, wobbling legs, she poured all her power into her arms and clung to me.
As if letting go of my leg would mean her death, her eyes were filled with venomous determination to stay with me.
"Damn it..."
I'd messed with the wrong one.
The Demonic Sword Consort's obsession with marriage was so intense it nearly made me renew a killing resolve I'd long since set aside.
'Should I kill her?'
If I unleashed killing intent, I could cut her down in a single stroke.
The Demonic Sword Consort had clung to me knowing I could kill her, so she would likely accept it quietly if I did.
But at the same time, she knew I wouldn't kill her.
"My lord, if you marry me, you can ravish me as much as you want!!"
She was too delicious a woman to kill. The Demonic Sword Consort knew exactly what I thought of her.
"If you prefer young girls, I'll even achieve Return to Youth and become young again! So please...I beg you...promise me a century-long vow...!"
—Hey. What's the heaviest weapon against a man?
"My lord...! I...want to get married...!"
—It's the tears of a woman who's crying from genuine sorrow.
"I'll achieve Return to Youth within three years! So please, let me stay by your side! Let me challenge you with the sword every day...!"
What was I supposed to do at a time like this?
Should I really kill her? But there was no other woman as mature and delicious as the Demonic Sword Consort.
"I've lived as a martial artist all my life...but in my final moments, I want to be someone's wife and someone's mother...!"
Those words hit heavier than when she'd sworn she would rather die a woman. I was struck speechless.
I needed something to change the situation—
Step, step.
Footsteps rang out from the distance. I was overjoyed at the sound of a woman's footsteps that crackled as if carrying an electric current.
"Oh, good! It's the Thunder Demon, come to take her revenge!!"
"......"
On the opposite side of the bamboo grove, the Thunder Demon approached me with a face that looked about to cry.
A face utterly devoid of hostility.
"Um..."
With her head hung low, the Thunder Demon lifted the torn hem of her skirt from both sides.
"Lord No Demon...please take me as your concubine...!"
"...Heh, heheh."
On the Thunder Demon's thighs, exposed by her own hand revealing her most secret place, a flood of moisture was streaming down.
"Mad bitches, the both of them."
The Blood Cult Leader had said:
—Do you know what the heaviest, most fearsome force in the world is? It's called responsibility.
I had ravished them and tried to run because I didn't want to take responsibility, but now the two women were beginning to force that responsibility onto me.
So my course of action could only be one thing.
"Heavenly Demon Great Eight Forms!"
"Kyaaak?!"
I stomped on the Demonic Sword Consort's face and shot into the sky like a beam of light. The Demonic Sword Consort toppled backward from the unexpected strike.
"Damn it, damn it...!"
I'd only meant to ravish them and have a taste—why did it have to turn into this?
"If only they'd been just a little less arousing, I would've killed them...!"
Their bodies were simply too delicious to cut down in a single stroke. If I killed them, I'd never be able to taste them again.
And then.
"I won't let you get away, my lord!!"
"My lord, take responsibility for making me wet!!"
"I am neither your lord nor your master!!"
The two demons joined forces and began pursuing me.