Chapter 131
Chapter 131
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 131
Chapter Title: Chapter 8 - Harvest
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When Dan Yuseong passed out from the fourth electric climax,
"W-what do I do?! A-are you okay?! You're not dead, are you?!"
Yeo Socheon floundered helplessly as she caught the collapsing Dan Yuseong.
She had cut down plenty of people with her sword, but knocking someone out in this kind of way was a first even for her.
"Grgh..."
"Kyaa, kyaaak! Come on, snap out of it!"
She couldn't help but freak out at the sight of him rolling his eyes back with foam bubbling from his mouth.
All she had wanted was to do it just one more time, but because of that, someone precious to her had lost consciousness. It was no wonder she was panicking.
Her knowledge of sex was limited to the bare basics, shallow at best, so she didn't even fully grasp what she had just done.
Right now, her mind was filled with worry that maybe she had messed up so badly he might never wake up again.
-Slap slap
"W-what do I do..."
To wake him, she lightly tapped his cheeks, carefully controlling her strength, but there was no response at all.
If this were the old battlefield, she wouldn't have hesitated to jolt a fallen comrade awake with an electric shock. But given that the shock had knocked him out in the first place...
Even someone as clueless as her knew she absolutely couldn't do that again.
'F-first, stay calm.'
Cooling her head by circulating her inner energy amid this unprecedented crisis unlike anything in her long life, Yeo Socheon steadied herself.
And her first action after that was...
-Pop
-Drip...
Pulling out the cock that was still inside her pussy.
As she lifted her hips, the shrunken member—devoid of its earlier majesty—flopped limply onto his stomach.
Seeing both the cock and its owner collapsed sent a strange sense of conquest washing over her, though she didn't know what to make of it.
She just thought it was oddly thrilling, her heart pounding a little.
'First, check his breathing and heartbeat.'
But that wasn't important right now.
His semen had filled her pussy to the brim and even leaked out around it, but on instinct, she clenched tight to keep any more from escaping as she brought her face to his chest.
A little left of center—right over his heart. Pressing her ear there, she thankfully heard it beating strong and steady.
Next, she held a finger under his nose to check his breathing.
Fortunately, it was a bit ragged but didn't seem life-threatening.
Still, she wasn't a doctor; she was a martial artist.
She couldn't just sit back relying on her own judgment.
'There has to be some medicine around here.'
Yeo Socheon laid him out in the most comfortable position possible, gently closed his eyes (which were showing their whites), and stood to head toward where she sensed medicinal energy.
Most of it would be spiritual elixirs, but there had to be something useful among the rest.
This was Sintu's secret stash, after all.
Something good for restoring vitality couldn't be far if she looked...
-Rumble
"It's all spiritual elixirs?!"
She was wrong.
He'd only stolen the most expensive stuff—tons of priceless spiritual herbs and medicines spilled out, but not a single common remedy in sight.
Azure Spirit Oil, Millennium Snow Ginseng, Ten-Thousand-Year Frostroot—items that would draw every martial artist in the world, yet right now, to Yeo Socheon, they weren't worth even the cheapest wound salve from a market stall.
Her cultivation had long surpassed the point where popping a few more elixirs would push her to the next realm, and
feeding such potent spiritual medicines—meant for peak martial artists after full preparation—to someone weaker than a commoner with a wrecked dantian would just be murder.
-Swish swish
"This is Shaolin's Great Reversion Pill... this looks like a spirit beast's inner core... and this? From the Ice Palace? He even stole this?"
A martial artist seeing supreme elixirs rolling around on the ground would bow in awe.
But Yeo Socheon kept rummaging, semen dribbling between her legs, ignoring them entirely.
"Found it!"
She discovered what seemed to be a potion made from a young spirit beast's inner core.
Not too potent since it was young, and processed into a liquid, so it should be easy to administer to the unconscious man.
Perfect for the situation in every way.
For a martial artist, it'd be cheap junk that might not even grant a year's worth of inner energy, but for a regular person, few medicines were better.
Ideal for the elderly or the sickly with depleted vitality.
Rushing back with the potion, she fed it to him and sighed in relief as his expression eased.
It wouldn't show dramatic effects like those mysterious potions from the White Witch's world, but in the Central Plains, nothing suited him better.
It'd probably help him in small ways over the long term.
At least he wouldn't risk dying from a cold and end up "treating" it with dual cultivation sex or whatever.
-Sizzle
'...'
Anyway, with that worry settled, it was time to address the main reason she'd come here.
She might have forgotten amid the intense lovemaking, but she'd ventured this deep to retrieve her sword.
Finding it required no special effort.
She could sense it this close.
-Step step
Heading toward the sword's energy, she spotted the trap that had ensnared her earlier.
If the previous fake-sword trap had been double-layered, this one was quadruple.
A trap triggered the moment she tried to draw the sword.
She'd anticipated up to the third layer, but never dreamed of a fourth.
In the end, she'd dodged the first three only to tumble into a pit for the last one, inhaling the aphrodisiac inside before she could block it with her inner energy.
And the result was...
'That damn bastard.'
Gritting her teeth, she imagined Sintu cackling as he designed this trap targeting only her, picturing what would happen if she fell for it.
The others teased her plenty, but Sintu was especially vicious, like he had a personal grudge.
Every encounter, he'd pull some prank...
-Grind
'If it weren't for the battlefield, I'd have killed him.'
Without the war making every hand precious, she'd have torn him apart with her own hands, she was sure.
No matter how elusive he was, if she had eyes on him, she could catch him.
No one was faster than lightning, after all.
And she never imagined he'd screw her over even after the war ended.
How could someone in human skin pull such a stunt?
The very night the war ended, right through to dawn—he'd stolen her comrades' beloved weapons and vanished.
"...Haa."
The memory of denying reality and bursting into tears in front of her comrades was still her greatest black history.
Thankfully... most of those comrades had grown old and died after twenty years. Was that a blessing?
'...'
With complicated emotions swirling, she reached for the sword before her.
-Shing
The moment her hand grasped the hilt, a perfect oneness surged through her.
Something beyond the realm of man-sword unity. Like finding her lost half.
-Tremble
Lifting the sword fully, her long-lost companion of twenty years seemed to tremble at the tip, as if greeting her after so long.
The emotional reunion she'd even dreamed of.
But for some reason...
This moment she'd expected to be profoundly moving didn't stir her as much as anticipated.
Probably because...
-Twitch twitch
-Drip
'...Should I put on some underwear?'
She cautiously guessed it was due to the white fluid still leaking out despite her efforts, staining her thighs.
As she gazed at the sword with conflicted eyes, wondering if she should meet her long-awaited companion in this state—
-Rumble!
"Hah!"
-Splat!
The ceiling opened with a noise, and sensing something falling, she leaped away.
A pouch-like object burst on impact near where she'd stood, scattering white powder.
The exact same aphrodisiac powder from when she'd fallen into the pit.
-Crackle
"...This bastard, not content with once..."
Right after that powder had caused such chaos, another trap with the same stuff?
Rage boiled up, blue lightning crackling around her.
-Crackle!
She burned the powder with electricity and sealed its energy with her inner power, then approached the fallen pouch.
Peering into the open mouth, most of the contents had spilled, but a bit of powder remained inside.
"..."
Yeo Socheon stared at the powder with a strange expression,
and after a long while,
"Welcome, customer!"
"...I want to buy some alcohol, but I don't know much about it."
"Ah! Then how about this popular one with the ladies... Have you heard of Bamboo Leaf Liquor? Real Bamboo Leaf is pricey, though, so this is similar in taste but cheaper..."
"...I don't know what any of it's called..."
-Clink
"Just mix ten bottles starting from the most expensive. That should be enough even for that guy."
Thanks to the sudden big-spender customer, the shopkeeper's smile lasted a week, ear to ear—a fact known only to those in the know.