Chapter 242
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 242
Chapter Title: Golden Present Sect Leader of the Disciple-Extermination Formation (5)
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A week had already passed since Geum Sihyeon began plotting his nefarious scheme.
In that time, he had claimed victory in countless skirmishes.
And those who had underestimated Geum Sihyeon all paid a heavy price.
"Kuaang..."
"Ugh, ugh, I can't move..."
"Sect Leader... I don't think I can... prepare meals..."
The devastating power of the Cloud-Rain Lewd Art, combined with enduring a schedule of three days patched onto every four, proved too much for the frail cultivators below the Flower Realm. They all surrendered in the end.
Of course, it was under the protection of the perfect martial art known as the Cloud-Rain Lewd Art, which could be called Nourishing Yin Tonic rather than Gathering Yin Tonic.
Those who overcame the trials and tribulations might find the future battles unpredictable.
But.
When it came to realm, there was one woman who could truly match him.
"This tea smells wonderful."
"Indeed, Master."
Seo Dohee still hadn't taken her first step.
She now felt confident enough in her heart to willingly execute the Disciple-Extermination Formation if her disciple made the first move.
Unfortunately, Geum Sihyeon was dragging his battle-weary body through an overload of sect leader duties that had piled up.
So, Seo Dohee's turn was wasted on a peaceful time sipping tea smoothly and silently handling their respective tasks without a word.
"By the way, how's the situation with the Toll Road Division dispatched to the Silk Road?"
"Bandits pop up now and then, giving us headaches, but we've sent the Tang Family's forces, and the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult is cooperating too, so it should normalize soon."
"That's a relief. I've been worried about the deficits lately; this lets me breathe easier."
Naturally, their conversations revolved solely around work.
But as the saying goes, different dreams in the same bed.
It was only natural for the sect leader to focus on duties.
...But wasn't this a bit too much?
Even with a sturdy barrier erected to prevent sounds from leaking, eavesdropping would be child's play if she wanted.
It had been so rowdy, after all.
And hadn't she herself chased away those lecherous old fogeys who were lurking around, coughing meaningfully, with a fierce glare?
And this damn disciple didn't appreciate her consideration.
"By the way, no news from Mount Hua? Ri Yeon went there, but I'm still worried..."
"...Nothing."
This won't do.
If things continued like this, even after a thousand years, this guy would just chuckle idly and keep working without ever laying a hand on her.
The others had all aggressively seized their chances.
* * *
Four days later.
Of course, the others were twitching like corpses, to the point where the fixed rotation had lost all meaning.
But Seo Dohee knew well that while breaking an established rule was easy, piecing it back together was hard.
So, as usual.
Without a hint of unease.
She spent the time.
The only slight difference was.
"Hehe, you're getting good at this now! It tastes great!"
"Thanks, Narang."
Instead of roughly butchering meat with an axe and grilling it over a campfire, she seriously tackled cooking at the kitchen stove.
"It suits you, sister!"
"Thanks, Seol."
She even bought new clothes at a fabric shop with Moyong Seol, who had recovered her mobility the fastest among the Peak Realm experts.
"Doesn't Luri seem cuter every day?"
"Nooooo──"
She scooped up Cheon Luri, who was toddling by, and hugged her tightly, savoring that soft sensation.
Thus, Seo Dohee gradually steeled her resolve.
It felt different from the drinking party with Moyong Seol before.
Back then, she had an accomplice who seemed even more anxious than her.
Now, that accomplice had crossed the line and raced far ahead, leaving Seo Dohee alone at the starting point.
Impatience and shame.
And affection that had grown too large to erase.
All bundled up.
"Ow, hot..."
With unfamiliar hand movements, but sincere effort, she wrestled in the kitchen for over two hours to prepare dinner.
She grabbed her father by the collar, shook him, and snatched three bottles of fine liquor he had hidden.
Glug── glug──
"Hoo."
She poured one bottle straight down her throat right there.
The buzz hit hard, but that only made courage well up more from her heart.
"He won't get drunk on booze anyway, so whatever."
Immunity to All Poisons, they said—he didn't even feel intoxication.
Consoling herself that it was for her own sake, she reheated the slightly cooled food.
Then Seo Dohee changed into the prepared outfit.
It was hard to wear sober, so she used the alcohol's help, but still felt self-conscious and draped a thin outer robe over it.
Levitate the table with void grasp and knock on the door to Geum Sihyeon's bedroom-cum-study.
"Come iiiin──"
A nonchalant voice rang out.
Seo Dohee entered wordlessly.
Geum Sihyeon's eyes flickered with surprise before relaxing, which eased her heart a bit.
With the most casual expression possible.
"Eat first, then work."
Like a proper master.
Sternly delivering the line.
.
.
.
She hadn't expected they'd really just eat.
Though they did drink some liquor too.
"No, so I dove right into the Mind-Image Sword Debate, and based on the records, it was clearly someone like Sect Leader Tingbu──"
This cheeky bastard.
Glimpsing at her chest like that, yet talking only upright work talk.
At this point, it felt deliberate.
In a fit of anger, she downed the liquor in her cup.
"Have some side dishes with it. It'll hurt your stomach."
Geum Sihyeon offered considerate words.
"You're the one hurting my stomach more──!"
Seo Dohee, suddenly boiling over, yelled.
To shake a person's self-control so easily.
Liquor was truly harmful.
Intoxicated by that harm and her own misery, Seo Dohee hung her head.
Words spun wildly in her mind, but they wouldn't form proper sentences.
At that sight.
Geum Sihyeon let out a soft sigh.
"Master."
"What!"
"How could this unworthy disciple lay a hand on your body while still honoring you as my master?"
It held a roundabout meaning.
But unfortunately, to Seo Dohee, already thoroughly drunk, it didn't come across right.
"Right, your master can't act her age, she's a nag, and has nothing womanly about her, so no choice, huh...!"
She shot up in rage, and the thin outer robe on her shoulders fluttered off in the wind.
The secret outfit picked with Moyong Seol was fully exposed to Geum Sihyeon's eyes.
Seeing that, from Geum Sihyeon's mouth.
"No. You are more than enough as a master... beautiful and womanly enough to stir bad thoughts in this disciple."
The sweetest words flowed out.
At those words, Seo Dohee felt the buzz surge again.
Overcome by shame and embarrassment, she unwittingly plopped down on the floor.
And from her mouth came.
"H-huh, but I'm old too, what's good about someone like me..."
A self-deprecating mutter.
At that moment.
"Urgh."
The lustful Geum Sihyeon that had somehow survived extermination within him entered a sudden golden age.
Geum Sihyeon scooped up Seo Dohee from the floor.
Seo Dohee didn't resist the touch.
Avoiding the gaze of her much younger disciple as best she could.
"You're expelled from the sect, you little shit..."
She finally severed the master-disciple bond.
* * *
"Elders, time to head back!"
"Krrrng."
Myo Narang, barely recovered enough to hold Cheon Luri, glared and shooed away the adults failing at their age.
"Haha, this is ridiculous. I thought it'd fail today too."
"I can't tell if big brother is happy or sad about it."
"Didn't you have times like that too, Brother Moyong?"
"Someday when that bastard's lower half is severed and rolling in the streets, just assume it's my doing."
Moyong Danha and Seo Taepeong complied with the send-off order, strolling away while gazing at the night sky.
Watching one star shining brighter than ever and another that had circled it steadfastly without drawing closer finally come near.
* * *
After the three-shifts-one-rest routine shifted to four shifts, a bit more time passed.
[Moon Pine Grandmaster (Current Alliance Leader): I've arranged a meeting place for the righteous factions.]
[Moon Pine Grandmaster (Current Alliance Leader): Come to the Alliance too.]
Geum Sihyeon's 'Four Sects Pacification' plan, approved by former Murim Alliance Leader Dan Yuwol,
received approval from the current Murim Alliance Leader, with whom he'd built ties since the academy. Of course, the name was changed for sounding ominous.
The Alliance reviewing it at their level meant
the Azure Heaven Society had surely been informed too.
"I wanted a bit more rest, tsk."
Having recently witnessed Myo Narang surpass the Peak Realm wall amid countless peaks, Geum Sihyeon fully sensed the Cloud-Rain Lewd Art's potential.
But the tide of the era wasn't yet permitting his endless pleasures.
Still, unlike before,
with the forces reorganized around Golden Present Sect, even if he stepped away, they were more than sufficient to defend the rear.
Geum Sihyeon began preparations to head to the Murim Alliance with peace of mind.