The Blood God Elixir
"W-wait just a second!"
I scrambled to my feet in a panic.
"I've heard the Blood Demon's opinion well enough."
"But you haven't heard my opinion yet, have you?"
"Is that important?"
Baek Ri-seol tilted her chin up as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"I have already decided."
"It *is* important."
I stared at her, dumbfounded.
"You said we were partners, right?"
"Even stray dogs don't just start mating the moment they see each other."
"D-does this lady look like a dog to you?"
The Blood Demon’s crimson eyes wavered violently.
It was as if she’d been struck; even her alluring, upturned eyes trembled slightly.
The atmosphere suddenly took a strange turn.
...
No way.
Why does she look genuinely hurt?
I slowly reached out and pulled her parted robes back together.
The snow-white skin that had been exposed between the red silk was hidden once more.
"We haven't even dropped the formalities yet."
"...I suppose that is true."
Baek Ri-seol blinked a few times, then cleared her throat for no reason.
"I shall grant you special permission, Jin-woo."
"You may call me by my name, and speak to me casually."
"Miss Baek Ri-seol?"
"It is Baek Ri-seol..."
Her brow furrowed slightly.
"Ah."
I scratched the back of my head.
"My bad. There are a lot of people with the surname Baek in my hometown."
"So your hometown is some strange clan village, then."
"Hmm... not exactly."
In that moment, I suddenly thought of *her*—the one I’d left behind in Korea.
My first love.
The girl I’d barely managed to kiss, only to break up with before we could ever spend a night together.
Baek Se-rin.
Come to think of it, her surname was Baek, too.
...
Suddenly, I felt a bit resentful.
"Then, are you saying you do not wish to be my husband?"
The atmosphere instantly turned icy. The air in the room grew strangely heavy.
...
This was the kind of situation where a wrong answer meant getting killed.
"N-no, that's not it."
I waved my hands frantically.
"You're actually quite pretty."
That was the truth.
Baek Ri-seol was a stunning beauty. She had skin as white as snow and crimson eyes that seemed to bewitch anyone who looked into them. Her long red hair suited her perfectly, too.
Above all, she had an aura about her. She was the type of person who was dangerous, yet kept drawing your gaze. Her figure was also perfectly balanced, without a single ounce of fat. Honestly, even in the modern world, she would have been incredibly popular. She had that "idol center" look.
Plus, her behavior was kind of cute. She tried her best to act alluring and dangerous, but it was strangely obvious.
...That she was just pretending to be tough.
After seeing her eyes sparkle at the sight of soybean paste stew and kimchi... no matter how much she called herself the Blood Demon or the Blood God Sect Leader, it was hard to be truly afraid of her.
Honestly, it was still the same now. She was sitting there trying to act dignified with those red eyes, but there was still a tiny smear of kimchi broth on the corner of her mouth.
...
She’s kind of cute.
Perhaps she liked being called pretty; a faint blush spread across her snow-white cheeks.
"Very well."
Baek Ri-seol turned her head, clearing her throat again.
"In truth, I had no intention of acting that way from the very first day, either."
"Instead, I want you to consume this."
She pulled a small jade bottle from her robes.
Clatter.
What rolled out of the bottle was a pill, red and transparent like blood. It even glowed with a faint, crimson light.
"What... is this?"
I frowned as I looked down at the pill.
"Is this like albumin?"
"Albumin?"
Baek Ri-seol’s red eyes went wide.
"What on earth is that?"
"Ah, never mind."
I waved my hand dismissively.
"But what exactly is this medicine?"
"The truth is, my clan possesses a constitution that craves strong Yang energy."
Baek Ri-seol rolled the red pill between her fingertips and spoke in a low voice.
"If one takes a partner whose constitution is incompatible..."
"The other person's vital essence and Yang energy will gradually wither away."
...
A familiar setting suddenly flashed through my mind.
I knew this. It was a trope from the martial arts novels I used to read.
The Sword King, Namgung Cheon. The absolute master known as the strongest in the Central Plains, who grew weaker the more nights he spent with his wife. And the rumor that his wife was from the Baek Ri family.
...
No way.
I broke into a cold sweat as I looked at the Blood Demon before me.
"Are you a succubus?"
"You keep saying such strange things."
Baek Ri-seol’s red eyes narrowed.
"What is this 'succubus' you speak of?"
"It's a monster that sucks the life out of men."
"H-how insolent!"
Baek Ri-seol’s face flushed a deep, hot red.
"I am no such wicked creature!"
She gripped her teacup and snapped her head away.
"We are to hold a formal wedding, bind ourselves as husband and wife, and then share our Yin and Yang!"
"Isn't that even scarier?"
I stared at her, horrified.
"At least you can run away from a succubus."
"But if we get married, I'll be drained until I die."
"T-that is why..."
Baek Ri-seol’s voice grew slightly quieter.
"The family of our Sect Leader always takes a man with the Blood Yang Constitution as their husband."
She looked at me quietly with those red eyes.
"If one possesses immense Yang energy, they will not easily wither even after sharing Yin and Yang with me."
"And..."
Her gaze softened in a strange way.
"I discovered that sweet scent here in Luoyang."
"The same scent of the Blood Yang Constitution that flowed from my father's body."
So, in other words...
I’m not going to die?
"Alright. I'm okay with that part for now."
I nodded and looked back at the red pill she had handed me.
"Then what is this pill?"
"That is the Blood God Elixir."
Baek Ri-seol puffed out her chest with a look of pride.
"It will further strengthen your Blood Yang Constitution, acting as a spiritual medicine to draw out great power whenever you unite with me."
...
Wait a minute.
Didn't she just say something incredibly dangerous as if it were nothing?
"Is union a prerequisite?"
"Isn't that obvious?"
Baek Ri-seol blinked, looking at me as if I were the strange one.
"The secret arts of the Blood God Sect are perfected through the union of Yin and Yang."
"You will grow stronger in the process as well, so it is not a losing deal for you."
...
Why does this keep feeling like a multi-level marketing seminar?
"Besides, you don't have a single shred of internal energy."
Baek Ri-seol said, rolling the red pill with her fingertips.
"You are a body blessed by heaven, capable of evolving into the Blood God Constitution if you do it right."
"Y-yes... thanks for the seminar."
I looked down at the pill with a complex expression.
"But if I eat this, will I end up with red hair like you, Miss Baek?"
"Do you not know how dignified the red hair, the symbol of the Blood God Constitution, is?"
Baek Ri-seol bristled and swept her hair back. Her locks, shimmering like red silk, flowed down her back.
"I feel like I'd become a public enemy of the Murim world if I did that."
"T-that is..."
Baek Ri-seol’s eyes wavered for a moment.
"You can... make it black with your energy..."
"...So, it's just hair dye."
"What is 'hair dye'!"
...
"Anyway, you're saying there are no other side effects?"
"There is only improvement to be had."
Baek Ri-seol nodded with a confident expression.
"Your body will become stronger, and your internal energy will increase significantly."
"Trust me and eat it."
I still looked at her with suspicious eyes.
"Like not being able to see the sun."
"Or not being able to eat garlic."
"Or only drinking blood."
"There is no such thing!"
Baek Ri-seol shouted.
"I love cooking so much..."
She added quietly.
...
That part, I could trust. She really did eat four bowls of soybean paste stew.
I stared at her for a long time, then, with a sigh, tossed the pill into my mouth.
Gulp.
A strangely sweet taste spread across the tip of my tongue.
"Oh."
It’s better than I thought?
At that moment.
Baek Ri-seol avoided my gaze and added quietly.
"Also..."
"Your phallus will become massive."
...
"What?"
Baek Ri-seol’s snow-white face slowly turned red.
And at that moment.
An agonizing pain, as if my entire body were being torn apart, surged through me.
"Aaaargh—!"
I rolled on the floor, screaming.
"You... what the hell did you feed me...!?"
"You must endure it!"
Baek Ri-seol shouted in a desperate voice.
"Once this pain passes, you will attain the Blood God Constitution!"
The pain felt like molten metal flowing through my veins. My heart began to beat like crazy, and I felt as if the blood in my entire body were boiling. Especially around my lower abdomen—the spot martial artists called the Dantian—a hot energy was swirling.
Heat surged up to my head. My vision was turning red.
And at the same time—
A massive surge of blood began to rush below my waist.
"Ugh...!"
My trousers tightened rapidly. At the same time, blood began to rush into my manhood. I felt it growing, stretching, little by little... It pushed against the fabric of my pants, creating a tent.
Baek Ri-seol’s red eyes wavered wildly.
"...It succeeded."
...
I was in agony. My whole body was hot and itchy. It felt like flames were burning inside my veins. Every time I exhaled, hot steam poured out of my throat.
From a certain point on, only one thought began to circle in my head.
Get it out. Quickly.
It felt like my manhood was going to burst. The throbbing, swollen area below pulsed with pain.
Baek Ri-seol’s red eyes were watching me quietly.
My manhood had grown incredibly large, already exceeding a ja (about 30cm). At that moment, my trousers couldn't hold out any longer and bulged significantly. The fabric pulled tight, shaking as if it would tear at any moment.
Finally, it broke through the gap in my waistband and thrust its head out, glistening with clear fluid at the tip...
"...This is insane."
I looked down, breaking into a cold sweat.
Baek Ri-seol’s red eyes widened.
"...The success is a bit too much, isn't it?"
I felt anger rising at her nonchalant attitude.
"Hey, what are you going to do about this? I'm going to die!"
I couldn't see straight. Baek Ri-seol was visibly flustered.
"W-what do you want me to do?"
"Help me get it out!"
"W-with what?"
"Your hand, your mouth, anything! Hurry!!"
Hearing that, she gulped.
"Since you are in such pain, I have no choice."
Her slender, jade-like fingers gripped my angry manhood. She pressed her thumb against the clear fluid at the tip. The sticky, viscous substance clung to her and her fingertips.
She pulled my pants down to my waist and began to caress the angry thing. Her touch was trembling. Then, she began to move slowly up and down.
"Harder!"
I gritted my teeth and shouted in pain.
"If it stays like this, it'll explode!"
She began to use both hands more actively to stroke it up and down.
About five minutes passed like that.
"Is it not done yet? My arms... feel like they're going to fall off."
"My dick feels like it's going to explode!!"
"Understood... I will try harder."
Finally, I began to feel it.
"I-it's coming... just a little more..."
"Ugh..."
And then...
Pshhh—!
A powerful stream of white fluid shot out from the tip of my angry head. It was an incredible amount. Literally, about a mug's worth...
Baek Ri-seol’s white face was covered in the white, viscous fluid.
"Ugh... *cough*..."
I heard Baek Ri-seol’s flustered cry, but I didn't care. I felt so relieved. A very powerful moment of clarity had arrived.
Baek Ri-seol, her face smeared with semen, began to tear up.
"Ugh... wh-what is this?"
I didn't care at all. I just wanted to sleep like this.
