009. I'll Go to the Brothel Every Morning
009. I'll Go to the Brothel Every Morning
For Sama Damcheon, who indulged in carnal pleasures to an excessive degree, a married woman who had grown distant from her husband fell within the range of potential partners.
As for Sa-ma Ryang, she was a woman who, despite her age, could sufficiently arouse desire—a woman who could make a man stand at attention.
'Her physique is lacking because she awakened her Five Elements Physique too early, but because of that, she also maintains her youth.'
Her breasts, heavy and substantial for her frame, as if the nutrients needed for growth had concentrated there.
Her skin, fair and smooth enough to be considered in her prime even compared to young women in their late twenties.
Add to that a graceful, elegant, and well-ordered beauty that naturally exudes refinement.
Aside from the fact that Sa-ma Ryang looked excessively young for her age, she wasn't a bad candidate for sharing the joys of intimacy.
Even though they were in a mother-son relationship, in reality, they were strangers without a single drop of shared blood.
If it was a relationship to be kept hidden from others, Sama Damcheon had no intention of letting the opportunity slip away pointlessly.
'There's no harm in trying.'
Sa-ma Ryang was already deeply disappointed in Geum Wi-un. Despite having entered the family as an adopted son-in-law, the feeling of betrayal towards a husband who had an affair and fathered an illegitimate child was leading her to make a private judgment.
'Mother probably still loves Father. There might be a calculative side to it, but it seems she chose him as her husband after seeing his character. Right now, she's likely judging that her affection has cooled simply due to feelings of betrayal and disgust.'
If that was the case, wasn't it highly probable that if time passed and the emotional wounds healed naturally, the couple would reconcile?
While pondering how to intervene before that and lay her down.
Sama Damcheon diligently applied himself to teaching her the Madocheonseong-gong.
"It's about coordinating the Five Elements while swinging the sword. And with each swing, you split the pre-harmonized Five Elements Qi, leaving behind fire, water, wood, metal, and earth as sword energy. Instead of using formation techniques that utilize the Five Elements energy in nature, you deploy a simplified formation through sword techniques. The effect is proportionally lesser, but in battles between masters, even a fleeting moment is a great opportunity and a crisis."
"It's certainly incredibly effective, even though I'm not familiar with sword techniques."
"That's because the original creator established this martial art based on sword techniques. Once you become proficient, you'll be able to apply it later to your original weapon, the iron brush."
Although the Ohaengjin-mugong and the Madocheonseong-gong were created by different people, their fundamentals were the same.
To be precise, one should say that the Ohaengjin-mugong belongs to a lower concept within the Madocheonseong-gong. Therefore, if one masters the Madocheonseong-gong to some extent, they can achieve significant advancement in the Ohaengjin-mugong.
Perhaps sensing that, Sa-ma Ryang swung her sword without rest.
Following the contents of the Madocheonseong-gong, she moved while circulating her internal energy through the acupoints of her entire body's meridians in order.
'Amazing.'
Sama Damcheon couldn't help but marvel at Sa-ma Ryang, who split and scattered the energy of the Five Elements while swinging her sword.
While swinging the sword, it felt as if she was wielding a brush. It looked like a sword dance, yet it felt like she had become a renowned master calligrapher wielding her brush.
It wasn't the clumsy, narrow flow of internal energy from before, which seemed immature. By employing the Madocheonseong-gong, it flowed naturally and circulated throughout her entire body.
The path forward, which had been invisible until now, began to appear. And since there were footprints left by a precursor there, there was no worry of losing the way.
The more she unfolded it, the more she was amazed by the Madocheonseong-gong and simultaneously realized anew how vastly different the level of the Ohaengjin-mugong she had created was.
The beginning and the end were clearly the same.
She could feel that the potential of the two martial arts and the path to reaching their end were the same.
But the foundation was different. If she was merely a one-story stone pagoda confined to the Five Elements, the Madocheonseong-gong was like an eight-story stone pagoda.
Since the foundation was almost the same, if she just added a little flesh to it and tread upon that wisdom, reaching the eighth floor would be quick.
'But I am different from the grandmaster of this martial art. Clearly, the Madocheonseong-gong is also remarkable, but comparing only potential, my Ohaengjin-mugong is by no means lacking.'
Strange.
Truly strange.
It felt like enlightenment was about to come, but strangely, it didn't arrive.
From a certain moment, even though Sa-ma Ryang was immersed in selflessness and growing, enlightenment did not come.
'Is it because I want to see the end with my Ohaengjin-mugong, not the Madocheonseong-gong?'
Or was it because she lacked yin and yang, making her magically deficient?
Sa-ma Ryang couldn't know.
"Huheok! Huk...! Huheok...!!"
The moment she regained her senses.
She became aware of an indescribable shortness of breath. Her limbs trembling, her lungs feeling like they would burst, her entire body drenched in sweat, she turned her gaze sideways.
There stood Sama Damcheon, staring intently at her.
'Impressive. Is it because the fundamental theories of the martial art she created are the same? She absorbed the Madocheonseong-gong like crazy. The reason her state of selflessness broke before reaching enlightenment is probably because the Baihui point in her upper dantian is half-closed.'
Sa-ma Ryang's bone structure wasn't particularly good. Until now, the reason she could grow significantly as a martial artist was solely thanks to her outstanding Five Stars.
However, this time, perhaps that became a weakness.
While she had opened a path by clearing the Huiyin point, the Baihui point seemed blocked as if she couldn't touch it because her head was too good.
Now, having fallen into a state of selflessness to the point of even holding her breath, it was like she fell after gazing at a higher place because her body couldn't keep up.
The fact that her ego surfaced to reality even now was entirely thanks to her survival instinct.
"Take deep breaths, Mother. You were so deeply immersed in selflessness that you even forgot to breathe."
Moving behind her, whose fairly substantial chest was heaving greatly, he placed his palm on her back.
Sama Damcheon let his energy flow in, lightly inducing a calming effect.
Infusing one's energy into another's body wasn't something to be done carelessly, but if the gap was vast, it didn't matter. And Sa-ma Ryang, recognizing that this was such a case, recorded the information 'Sama Damcheon is also a master of internal energy' in her mind and expressed her gratitude.
"Hooooo. Hoo. Thank you. Thanks to you, I feel much better."
"Thank me? It's only natural for a son to worry about his mother."
"...Right."
That term 'mother' felt truly unfamiliar.
She also knew that what Sama Damcheon wanted was to connect with a precious daughter of a noble family, and that this relationship was part of a transaction.
Naturally, the statement calling her 'mother' felt so clearly devoid of familial love that it was merely a formal address.
But for some reason, hearing that seemingly idle man address her politely and consistently as 'mother' gave Sa-ma Ryang a strange feeling.
"Moreover, post-processing includes things like this, so it's also something you don't need to thank me for."
"Hmm. I see."
Was he trying not to build affection since it was a relationship that would eventually be severed? If that was the case, she wanted to tell him there was no need to worry.
Sa-ma Ryang herself, as the family head, was someone who could make cold choices, even severing natural bonds with the mindset of 'killing one to warn a hundred' if it harmed the family, even if it were her own flesh and blood.
But why? That businesslike attitude of drawing a line and keeping his distance felt strangely considerate instead.
It was as if he was saying she didn't need to bear any emotional burden.
'Refreshing.'
Yes. Refreshing.
For her, who had only encountered people who either tried to look good to her by wagging their three-inch tongues or treated her kindly, unless they became enemies.
Sama Damcheon, who took an attitude of directly drawing a line and seemingly not building affection, couldn't help but pique her curiosity.
"Hooooo. Still, let me say it once more. Thank you for helping—"
It was the moment she turned around after completely catching her breath.
The front of Sama Damcheon's pants was bulging out. The problem was, it was so prominently erect that for a moment, her brain couldn't process the visual information, causing Sa-ma Ryang to freeze.
She was also a married woman with experience with Geum Wi-un. But in this case, that made it more problematic.
Because the member that had been revealed during the nights she spent with her husband wasn't that large.
The standing member of Sama Damcheon was clearly beyond standard specifications, even visible through his loose martial arts pants.
Could something this large exist? She knew through conversations with other women that her husband was neither large nor small, but average.
As Sa-ma Ryang, her thought circuits were thrown into confusion by this event that defied common sense.
Even amidst that, her excellent thinking ability activated the habit of measuring an opponent's sword length and gauging distance in martial arts.
'My husband is 4 inches, the member before my eyes is... at least 7 to 8 inches by calculation?'
Since it was estimating the size inside the pants, it wasn't certain. But even if the guess was roughly correct, it was nearly double the size, which remained unchanged.
Therefore, it was even more shocking for Sa-ma Ryang.
She had enjoyed intercourse and carnal pleasure with just Geum Wi-un's member, which was exactly average.
The member of Sama Damcheon, estimated to be double that, would surely be nothing short of a lethal weapon.
That's why she couldn't see.
'She's agitated.'
Sama Damcheon, looking down at her with lustful eyes.
'Can I get in more easily than expected?'
If she had no interest in sexual intercourse, there would be no reason to be shocked upon seeing a penis size. She should have just frowned in displeasure.
But Sa-ma Ryang froze as if she were someone who had been agitated and suffered a mental shock.
This was likely because, being a married woman, she had already experienced intercourse several times and had realized through this how important internal compatibility was.
"My apologies, Mother. I didn't go to the brothel today to release the accumulated desires, so they've built up."
"...I see. I understand that you greatly enjoy carnal pleasures. But as you said, we are now in a mother-son relationship. Wouldn't it be better to be mindful of how it looks to outsiders?"
"My apologies. It seems my sexual drive is a bit vigorous. Instead, I'll go to the brothel every morning from now on."
"......."
Could she really trust this bastard?
Sa-ma Ryang pondered seriously.