The Nine Great Sects' Trial (1)

"Ga-hui. Take the princess's clothes off."

"What? What did you just say?"

Dang Ga-hui froze.

"Strip Ju Yeon-ryeong. His Imperial Majesty has given his consent."

"Ah... all right."

Flushing crimson, Dang Ga-hui undressed Ju Yeon-ryeong. The princess's slender, naked body came into view. Hair like poured silk spilled down to her waist. Already standing at ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠death's threshold, she lay with her eyes quietly shut, as still as if she had fainted.

Her body hurt so badly that her mind was slipping. Her life was hanging by a thread.

"Ga-hui. You strip too."

"What? Excuse me?! Why?"

I could feel Dang Baek-song's piercing stare from behind me. He had no intention of sitting quietly through his great-granddaughter's humiliation.

"This treatment is painful. The person she loves has to ease that pain for her. And the more you do, the more it helps the treatment."

"Is that really true?"

"Do I look like I'm lying with the princess lying right here in front of us?"

It was a lie. I just wanted to fuck Dang Ga-hui.

Honestly, now that Dang Baek-song had already committed the Sichuan Tang Clan's support, seducing Ga-hui with my cock was pretty much pointless.

I fed the Black-Eyed Jade Worm elixir into the naked Ju Yeon-ryeong's mouth.

"Nngh!"

Barely conscious, Ju Yeon-ryeong tried to spit the pill back out.

"The better the medicine, the more bitter it tastes. Swallow it."

"Nngh—!"

Gulp. She forced it down with difficulty.

Healing her right here and now would have burned through a fortune in S-Points. Stretching the recovery over a longer period slashed the cost dramatically. The real stroke of luck was being able to use the Black-Eyed Jade Worm as a spirit elixir — that alone saved me a staggering amount.

This disease was harder to treat than cancer. A straight cure would have detonated my S-Points in the thousands.

Sorry, Ju Yeon-ryeong, but S-Points are precious, so we're doing this the long way. Then again, she couldn't have been cured at all without me, so I didn't feel that sorry.

"Once today's treatment is finished, a year of rest with attention paid only to the pain should be enough for a full recovery."

Dang Baek-song looked at me with open suspicion. I ignored him.

"Ga-hui. Suck my cock."

"I beg your pardon?!"

Ga-hui's eyes flicked from me to her great-grandfather and back again.

"Nngh…"

I could hear Dang Baek-song swallowing his rage from across the room. Dang Ga-hui stared at me with tears welling in her eyes. Nobody wants to have sex in front of their family, no matter the reason.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Honorifics."

"Even now?! You're demanding honorifics?!"

"Tsk. Honorifics."

"Kh—!"

I pinned her with a hard look.

"…Understood. I'll suck it."

"This is for Ju Yeon-ryeong."

"Khh—!"

Her hands trembling, she wrapped her fingers around my cock.

"Schlrrp—"

"Ah. That's good."

"Hnnn… slurp… shhllp…"

Her mouth sealed around me and began to move, slow and wet. Her hot breath stirred against my groin.

"I'm coming."

"Mmph?!"

Her eyes flew wide.

Spurt—! Splurt—!

"Hyeiing?!"

She glared up at me, equal parts shocked and betrayed.

"Feed that to Ju Yeon-ryeong. It has a painkilling effect."

"Nngh…"

Holding a mouthful of cum, Dang Ga-hui leaned down and pressed her lips to Ju Yeon-ryeong's.

"Mmh… shhllp…"

"Nnh… nngh…"

Ju Yeon-ryeong kissed back through the pain, swallowing slowly. Her face eased as the semen went down.

"Nnh… mmh♡"

"See?"

"So you were right, Doctor. I'll work hard too. Haah—"

"Kh. That tongue of yours is something else. A skill you picked up licking Ju Yeon-ryeong's pussy, I take it."

"Haah—!"

The dirty talk only wound her tighter. Her tongue moved faster, slick and deft, flicking and swirling over the head of my cock in dazzling little strokes.

Flick—! Whip—!

"Slurp… shhllrrp…"

"Ah— coming again."

Splurt—! Spurt—!

She caught the second load in her mouth and kissed it into Ju Yeon-ryeong once more.

"Haa… haa… Ga-hui… where am I?"

"Yeon-ryeong!"

The second swallow of semen brought Ju Yeon-ryeong back to consciousness.

"Good heavens!"

Dang Baek-song's jaw dropped.

"To think a treatment like this actually exists!"

He started scribbling down everything he had just witnessed.

"Writing it down won't do you any good. I'm the only one who can perform it. I simply have an unusual constitution — semen that happens to agree with women. Of course, without the Black-Eyed Jade Worm, a full cure would have been impossible."

"I'll record it all the same. This is an enormous advance for medicine!"

In later years, that record would lead countless patients to start taking semen as medicine. It would take centuries of painful correction before the bizarre practice of doctors and lovers staging orgies as treatment was finally put to rest. Without even realizing it, Lee Seonghun had simultaneously advanced and set back the medical knowledge of this world.

"This time it's the lower lips. Ga-hui."

"Yes."

Schlick—!

"Hhk—! Hnnn—! It's too big!"

Dang Ga-hui's virgin pussy clamped down around my cock. Her legs shook as she rolled her hips in cowgirl, trying to take me.

"It's too big! How is something like this supposed to fit inside me?"

"No. This is the proper size. You're just not used to it."

"Khhnn♡"

I rolled my hips up to meet her.

"S-stay still—! Please stay still—! Haaah—!"

"You need to come faster."

"Hnnn♡ If you move like that my head goes all strange♡ Haaaaaah♡"

Fwoosh—! Splurt—!

Dang Ga-hui squirted in front of her great-grandfather.

Scratch. Scratch.

Whether his great-granddaughter had dissolved into ecstasy or not, Dang Baek-song was writing down every last detail of the scene on paper.

Rustle—

Dang Baek-song's notes would be handed down in medical texts of the future. He had, in effect, published his great-granddaughter's first time for people thousands of years from now to read.

"Coming!"

Throb—! Throb—!

"Haaaah—! I think I'm going to come too!"

"Come on Ju Yeon-ryeong."

"Yes!"

Schlick—

Dang Ga-hui pushed herself up on shaking legs, pulled off my cock, and brought her dripping pussy to Ju Yeon-ryeong's mouth.

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Drip… trickle…

"Haa♡ haa♡ Yeon-ryeong, are you all right?"

"Nnh… it's good. It tastes like you, Ga-hui."

"Hnn—!"

Spurt—! Shhk—!

"Haaaang♡"

She came into Ju Yeon-ryeong's mouth. A fountain of girl-cum sprayed out and soaked the entire bed.

Splatter.

Dang Ga-hui's juices splashed across the medical text Dang Baek-song was writing and soaked the pages through.

"Good heavens!"

He didn't even glance at the ruined paper. He simply grabbed a fresh sheet and kept writing.

"This time I'll inject it directly."

"Please, Cheongsong. Inject it quickly."

Ju Yeon-ryeong had recovered enough to lift her head.

Schlick—!

"Hahng♡"

Holy shit. So this was imperial pussy. The Imperial Royal Vagina.

Thrust—! Schlick—! Squish—!

I drove my cock into Ju Yeon-ryeong's pussy.

"Haaaahn—!"

The princess's neck corded as she clenched down around me.

"Your Highness, your pussy is squeezing. Your stamina is coming back!"

"That's embarrassing… haang♡"

Thrust—! Squish—! Splurt—!

"Haang♡ haah—!"

Ju Yeon-ryeong grabbed Dang Ga-hui's left breast and squeezed. I grabbed the right one and did the same.

"Hnnn—!"

"Here it comes."

"Please… come♡"

Throb♡ throb♡ throb♡

"Kyaaahn♡"

Hot white semen flooded the princess's womb until her lower belly swelled. I pressed down lightly on Ju Yeon-ryeong's stomach.

Gush—

My cum squirted back out of her pussy like a water gun. I sealed her with the Vaginal Plug I had prepared in advance.

"Hah—!"

Even the plug made the princess's whole body shudder.

"That will do for today. Spend every night like this and her condition will improve even faster. You must keep my semen well stored inside you."

"Yes. Thank you. I'll treasure Young Master Cheongsong's semen inside me. Mwah♡"

She kissed the head of my cock. It was the biggest movement she had managed in a long time. Color was coming back into her, and Dang Ga-hui smiled with quiet pride while Dang Baek-song scribbled furiously, recording every scrap of the technique.

Growl.

The princess's stomach chose that moment to announce itself.

"Oh my."

"Yeon-ryeong! Your appetite's come back?"

"I think so."

Dang Baek-song kept muttering Incredible! Incredible! Good heavens! under his breath, lost in awe.

"Today's treatment ends here."

Korea or the Central Plains — either way, being a doctor was apparently my calling.

The next morning, people arrived from the Hebei Paeng Clan and the Moyong Clan. They had come to pledge their support to the Mount Hua Sect.

The Hebei Paeng Clan I could understand — Paeng Ha-yun was with us. But the Moyong Clan? The question didn't linger long. I had the Eye of Truth.

The Emperor would raise an army. That was good news for the Mount Hua Sect. For the rest of the Wulin, it meant a storm of blood.

The Five Great Clans would rush to offer support first, hoping to keep their own losses to a minimum. Every other sect and faction would have to overextend themselves to curry the Emperor's favor. Anyone who held back and moved halfheartedly would be made an example of.

"Cheongsong!"

Something soft pressed against me. Ryu Su-gyeong threw her arms around me, and the dizzying give of her body made me want to flip her over on the spot.

"Thank you! You saved the Mount Hua Sect!"

"It's not completely over yet, Noona."

That was when Jegal Yu-eun found us. She pushed her glasses up with one finger, her expression grave.

"Something very interesting is going to happen today."

"And what's that?"

"Hehehe. If I told you now, it wouldn't be any fun. Come with me to the central hall of the Wulin Alliance. People are waiting."

"People?"

"The day the sect leaders of the Nine Great Sects wrestle with His Imperial Majesty."

"Wrestle how?"

"A gathering to decide who will shed more blood. Hehe."

Jegal Yu-eun took my hand, her eyes sparkling with interest, and led the way. We reached the central hall soon enough.

"The Mount Hua Sect! Enter!"

A gong rang out. Lavish ceremonial music swelled through the hall. The welcome the Mount Hua Sect received now was nothing like the one we had gotten on our first arrival — a world of difference from those cold stares and that frosty silence. Back then, Shaolin had been the only ones to treat us like human beings.

"At last, the guest of honor arrives."

The Emperor's words made every brow among the Nine Great Sects twitch. Being told that the protagonist of this gathering was not themselves, but some young disciple of Mount Hua, sat very poorly with them.

"Now then. Let us discuss the matter of the Mount Hua Sect and Shaanxi Province."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Jegal Jin-gun, patriarch of the Jegal Clan, bowed his head.

"At present, the Black Demon Valley has destroyed the Zhongnan Sect and seized complete control of northern Shaanxi. Even now, the monsters of the Central Plains are flocking there to throw themselves into the Black Demon Valley's ranks."

"And our plan?"

"Cede Shaanxi for the time being. Use that window to gather our forces, unify the fractured Nine ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Great Sects with the Seven Demonic Societies, and strike the monsters together."

"How is that progressing?"

"The righteous Nine Great Sects have yet to reach a consensus. As for the unorthodox alliance — the Seven Demonic Societies — we have received no answer from anyone except the Green Forest. Twenty-seven of the Green Forest's thirty-six strongholds are currently negotiating, with pardons for their past crimes as the objective."

"Hmph. We have heard enough."

The Emperor made no effort to hide his displeasure.

"Strange. It seems the righteous sects want more than the bandits do. Those heavy backsides of yours haven't so much as twitched."

A single sentence from the Emperor sent a cold shiver down every sect leader's spine.

"W-we beg Your Majesty's understanding!"

"We beg Your Majesty's understanding!"

The Emperor tapped the map of Shaanxi with one finger.

"As We understand it, the Shaanxi campaign is set to begin next year, or the year after. And yet, looking at the present situation, the criminals of the unorthodox path appear far more cooperative than the great heroes of the Nine Great Sects. Well? Must We get down on Our knees before you sect leaders will give Us an answer?"

"Strike us down, Your Majesty!"

"Strike us down!"

"Heh heh heh. You beg Us to kill you with your mouths, and yet the moment a blade is drawn, the Nine Great Sects are the first to send assassins to the imperial palace. Are you not?"

"That is not so!"

Bang!

The Emperor slammed his fist on the table, openly irritated.

"Do not drag this out. However we arrived here, Shaanxi has been taken from us. If the monsters are allowed to entrench themselves behind proper fortifications, the imperial court will be in just as much trouble as anyone. Let us move the schedule forward. Patriarch Jegal."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"What is our current strength?"

"The Imperial Guard, the Eastern Depot, and the Five Great Clans in their entirety."

"The bare minimum of a proper force, then. A little more and we could finish this war without catastrophic losses."

That was when it happened.

A rustle of sleeves. A flare of light.

Two women ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠seated in the place of honor across the hall swept their hands through the air. One radiated a naturally flowing red aura; the other, blue.

"Your Imperial Majesty. This humble one is Jeon Wol-ha, representing the Wudang Sect."

"Your Imperial Majesty. This humble one is Jeon Il-ha, representing the Wudang Sect."

They were twins. Jeon Wol-ha, wreathed in blue, and Jeon Il-ha, wreathed in red, spoke in exactly the same voice. A hazy, dreamlike feeling settled over the hall even though they had not used a single technique.

Masters among masters. Two of the Wulin's foremost experts had just laid their counterweight on the table, directly across from the Emperor.

Through the mouths of those two women, the unyielding will of the Nine Great Sects began to flow, slow and deliberate.

"The Yin-Yang Twin Swords. Figures even more famous than the sect leader of Wudang itself, come in person."

"We are honored beyond words."

"We are honored beyond words."

The Yin-Yang Twin Swords bowed their heads with demure grace and addressed the throne.

"At present, the Wulin is so endlessly divided that the sects cannot spare their strength. A war of this scale could drive the Nine Great Sects down the road to ruin."

"Should the Nine Great Sects fall, countless common people will become prey for monsters and the unorthodox path. And once that happens, corrupt officials will begin to slander the imperial court. We beg Your Majesty to take our circumstances into account."

They defended the Nine Great Sects with the fluency of running water, and the sect leaders bowed their heads in unison behind them.

"Take our circumstances into account, Your Majesty!"

"Your Imperial Majesty! We too are subjects of this nation!"

"Without us, the hearts of the people will waver, Your Majesty!"

When the Yin-Yang Twin Swords of Wudang — said to be the greatest heavyweights in the entire Wulin Alliance — bowed their heads, the Emperor quietly sat back down. He looked over the Twin Swords and the assembled sect leaders with a bored, sour expression he did not bother to hide.

"That sounds an awful lot like a threat."

Another cold shiver raced down every sect leader's spine. Contrary to every calculation they had made, the Emperor had drawn his sword in the open.

"What? Do you actually want to go a round with Us?"

The assembled masters froze solid, too frightened to so much as twitch.

"Heh heh heh heh."

A low laugh broke the silence of the hall. Mine.

"Go on. Say it."

I backed the Emperor from where I stood at his side.

A vein jumped. The sect leaders of the Nine Great Sects turned and glared at me.

"The fuck are you gonna do, glare at me? I'm already in this to the death. Heh heh heh."

If the Mount Hua Sect fell, I was finished anyway.