Plunder Fire Lotus: Wi Ha-young #1
The fact is, even after becoming a full-fledged Murim warrior and all that bullshit, I've been plagued by nightmares for a while now.
"Ah."
The dreams are anything but peaceful. Not only Chansam and Osuman, the guys I killed, but even Dosamcheol, who died while I was catching that old monk, and then Yeon Mipyeong, the Dark Earth Room leader—hell, even the old monk tribal chief and the Mad Demon Nachal all crawled out of the woodwork. It feels like every fucking asshole in the world is showing up in my dreams.
"Fuck!"
Maybe it’s because my sleeping conditions are terrible, but my body’s physical potential just isn’t coming out properly. I’ve been diligently training my martial arts along with both internal and external cultivation techniques, yet it feels like there’s no strength in my body at all. It’s probably because my mental energy’s been completely drained after all these consecutive killings.
How the hell do Conan and Kim Jeon-il manage it? They see people dying every damn day—how do they stay so cheerful? Well, come to think of it, those guys just see a lot of corpses; they don't actually kill anyone. That's probably why they're fine. But if characters like Conan or Kim Jeon-il started killing people, that'd turn into a straight-up hack-and-slash world.
Anyway.
Even though I've been tormented by nightmares since cleaning up the Dark Earth Room, it hasn't messed with my livelihood. I've been hunting yokai with Jae Mi-son, filling my pockets in the process. The skills honed through murder. The experience of butchering the Mad Demon Nachal. Add in the martial arts I trained at the Namgung Family. All of it synergized, boosting my power and letting me cut down yokai way easier. I'm not the guy wrestling with little blue ghosts anymore.
"But no more yodan?"
We've taken down all sorts of yokai with Jae Mi-son, but no more yodan have shown up. Looks like those two in a row were pure luck.
"Kuk kuk. You think they come that easy?"
"Yeah, fair point. Hey, let's grab a drink."
"Sure..."
It was a bit early, but I had a round with Jae Mi-son anyway.
"See ya next time."
"Take care..."
We drank just enough, then I headed back to my lodgings. Overdrinking isn't an option for us. Now that I'm a true Murim man, getting dead drunk is as good as exposing a weakness. Gotta be ready to fight anytime, anywhere.
Anyway, I arrived at my new place. It's 10 mun more per night than the others, but it has a bed and more space—way more comfortable. Now that my earnings are up, I figured I should splurge on a decent bed. Better recovery that way.
Alright, time to crash on my satisfying bed?
Creak.
The moment I opened the door.
"Oh, you're back? Honestly, how long were you gonna make me wait?"
A woman greeted me. Sitting on my bed.
"Ah, sorry. Was drinking with a friend."
"Which friend?"
"You know."
"Who?"
"Why do you wanna know?"
"Tell me who it was."
"Jeez, just... that Funny Hand guy."
"Hmm, really? That's an odd name."
The woman was an absolute knockout beauty by any standard. How stunning? Start with the hair—classic pink. In wuxia terms, pink locks, and twin-tails to boot. Bangs cut straight across, making her look ridiculously cute. But she's short. Petite, I guess? Not that it matters. The real issue is her breasts. They were enormous.
"..."
Not to compare crudely, but bigger than Serin's, and she's a tall glamour model type. I always thought Serin's were head-sized, but this made those look normal. If Serin's were head-sized, this woman's were bigger than that. Not some freakish top-heavy body, though. Slim waistline, solid hips, plump thighs tapering to slender calves. Just short stature and massive tits—otherwise perfect proportions.
But what really hooked me wasn't that. It was her outfit. Insanely revealing. Similar to that slutty butt-baring cheongsam Serin wore last time, but the key difference was the extreme cleavage. Her huge upper breasts were fully on display. Sweat a little, and you'd get beads pooling in that overwhelming valley. Perfect.
No, seriously. How does someone this short have that body and rack...? Unprecedented. I was completely mesmerized by those absurdly huge breasts.
"But who are you?"
My room's nicer now, but I sure as hell didn't invite a woman in. Inn service? Nah, doesn't add up. This woman couldn't be that!
"You ask that now?"
"I was so shocked my brain froze."
"Shock that kept you staring at my tits?"
"No, that's not—!"
"Pervert, leering at a woman's body like that. That distracting?"
"I'm not a pervert!"
Why am I getting called a pervert again!
"Fair. My boobs are pretty mountainous. Kuk kuk."
She chuckled, brushing her lips with her hand. With tits that big, just moving her arm made them jiggle. And she acts like she doesn't give a damn...!
"No, stop calling me a pervert. I was just so struck by your beauty I couldn't look away."
"Ah, yeah, I am beautiful. Top-tier, naturally?"
She nodded like it was obvious.
No!
"More importantly, who the hell are you! How'd you get in my room? Stalking me?"
"Quiet down. I'm Wi Ha-young from the Maosan Sect over there."
Maosan Sect?
"Maosan Sect? Oh! The Taoists with the talismans?"
"Right. But."
Wi Ha-young tilted her head quizzically.
"Wi Ha-young. Doesn't that name ring a bell?"
"Wi Ha-young...?"
For our friendship! Nothing.
"Huh? You don't know Wi Ha-young?"
Her face twisted.
"No, I don't. First time meeting you today."
She's this gorgeous with that revealing outfit. If she's not a master, that'd be weirder. I was flustered at first, but better play it careful now.
"Obviously first time, but doesn't the name spark anything? That's what I'm asking."
"Nope!"
"Argh, fuck. You don't know Geophwa Buyong, one of the Four Beauties of Murim? You really from the Central Plains?"
Sharp insight.
"Four Beauties of Murim?!"
So she is one! I knew she was an insane beauty!
"Yeah. Finally clued in."
She crossed her arms, nodding satisfied.
"Never thought you'd be Geophwa Buyong Wi Ha-young...!"
"Good you know now. Anyway. You're Kim Geun-hyeop, the yodan body guy, right? Handsomer than I expected."
"...?"
How'd she know that?
"How...?"
"Heard from Elder Seon."
"What?!"
That fucking bastard! He sold my info? That old geezer with the shady face from the start! A normal old man wouldn't sparkle with excitement watching someone eat yodan!
"Kyahaha! Why the shocked face? Think Elder Seon sold you out? Relax! Nothing like that!"
Wi Ha-young jumped up, laughing wildly and slapping my back.
"Ah... so, Lady Wi Ha-young. What's this about?"
"Drop the formal shit! We're teaming up from now on!"
"Pardon?"
Teaming up?
"You're kidnapping me?!"
"Kidnapping? You're weird, kid. Kuk kuk."
"I'm confused, okay! Confused!"
"Look at you, switching to casual already."
That's my charm.
"Anyway, pipe down. You heard I'm a Maosan Sect Taoist? So what? Obviously here to study your constitution. Duh?"
"That's it?"
Speak up next time.
"But does Maosan Sect research yodan?"
"Why wouldn't we?"
I heard Maosan Sect was Taoists specializing in spells and talismans. They study yokai and yodan too?
"Let's go. Hurry up and follow."
She grabbed my hand like it was natural, dragging me out.
"What? Not coming?"
"No... it's sudden. Got stuff to do."
"Ah, I'll pay you. Think a Taoist like me wouldn't cover that?"
"You'll pay me?"
"You some muggle without candy?"
"Whoa! Thanks!"
She pulled out some candy from her pouch. Popped it in—sweetness exploded on my tongue. Mood lifted instantly.
"Tasty!"
"Right? More if you come."
"Hell yeah! Oh, Ha-young. Can I tell my friend real quick?"
"That Funny Hand weirdo?"
"Yeah, him."
"Hurry back. I'll wait. Late, and you're in trouble."
She waved with a bright smile. I waved back and bolted from the inn.
"Crazy."
What the hell just happened? I bullshitted my way out for now, but no clue how to handle this. Maosan Sect wants to study my body? Fine, but I don't know their methods. Human experiments? I'm dead meat. And she's Geophwa Buyong, a Four Beauty from Maosan Sect. No stopping her if she drags me off. What now? Run? If it's just research like she says, maybe okay—but clueless means caution.
"..."
But those tits. How are they that big? Cleavage fully exposed like it's nothing. Unreal... those pale breasts with blue veins...!