The Fragile Pride of a Noblewoman

Four days later… at a speed even I found hard to believe, the Vermilion Bird Chain Strike had reached the realm of perfection, and my martial arts had broken through to the First-Class level. Truly, the power of love is immense. This wasn't some base, ugly desire—not at all. The Vermilion Bird Chain Strike had only been two levels away from perfection, so that much was expected, but to break through to the First-Class realm, the standard by which all martial artists are measured, so quickly… I had to admit, the power of the Four Gods Body was the biggest factor.

I love you, Four Gods Body. With my entire body's meridians circulating so vigorously, it would be a serious problem if I couldn't even reach the First-Class level. Who would have thought that the Seven Orifice Blood Spray would turn into a blessing in disguise?

Wooooong—

As I finished my cultivation and opened my eyes, I was met with a pair of cute, sparkling eyes staring right at me. "Congratulations! Gihu! You’re now a First-Class master in both name and reality!"

The First-Class realm. It’s the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠most common level in any martial arts novel, and there must be countless First-Class martial artists across the Murim. Of course, there are more Second-Class and Third-Class ones, but if I wanted to at least appear as an extra, I had to be at least First-Class, right? The protagonist starts at the First-Class level from the beginning, so I felt like I had finally reached the starting line.

But there was something more important than that. "Thanks, Sohye! Can you lend me your ear for a second?"

"Why…? Wh-what is it…?" Sohye leaned in, looking nervous.

"It’s… *whisper whisper whisper*."

"E-eh! Are you really going to make me do that?" She looked slightly flustered.

"I worked hard for your sake, Sohye… can’t you?" At my words, she hesitated for a moment before nodding in response. "…Okay."

Soon, Sohye loosened the front of her dress and knelt before me. Honestly, I’d really wanted to try this. I thrust my already fully-prepared, massive member toward her face and looked down at her, speaking with an air of dominance. "Suck it."

"I, I’ll do it…" Sohye obeyed, lowering her face over my member and slowly taking it into her mouth. I’d wondered if my massive size would even fit in her small mouth… but somehow, it went in.

"Mmph, umph!, umph…" The warm sensation of her lips wrapping around and licking me… *Slurp. Slurrrp.* Along with the sounds, she began to suck on the glans, and after a while, her tongue started to move as well. Sohye looked up at me with a smile in her eyes, looking so happy… damn, it’s so hot. It was a delightful time of reward.

"The next reward was a Peak Stage master, right?" After receiving my reward from Sohye, I returned to my room and picked up a letter left in front of my door. 'Why is this here… is it a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠challenge?' The paper only had one short line written on it.

Setting aside the fact that the handwriting was beautiful, the Rear Pavilion? Isn’t that where Dang Hyewon resides? I didn't know the reason, but I felt a secret suspicion about why such a letter would arrive, yet at the same time, I thought of it as an opportunity. After all, I had been targeting her anyway. It might not have been her, but given the luxurious calligraphy and the paper, the probability was high.

'Well, it’s hard to refuse, and should I go right now? They say strike while the iron is hot.' And so, I headed straight for the Rear Pavilion.

The Rear Pavilion, which I reached quickly, was quite small. It was far from the main hall and situated above the sect, so maybe it would be more accurate to call it a separate villa rather than a rear pavilion? Arriving at the gate, I was lost in thought as I saw Dang Hyewon appear as if she had been waiting before I could even knock. Contrasting with her bright hair, she wore luxurious purple silk robes embroidered with gorgeous flowers. The strange heat radiating from her face as if she had just bathed, and the scent wafting from her, stimulated my sense of smell. And her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fierce eyes were stimulating my desire to conquer.

'You sexy bitch, just wait a little longer.'

"Come in."

"Excuse me, Madam."

I sat facing her in the small reception room I had followed her into. With her rebellious eyes and strangely erotic aura, I felt like it would be incredibly satisfying to hold her in my arms. The calming scent wafting from somewhere and the heat from the brazier in the center warmed the room, making it perfect for the people inside to rest. Dang Hyewon, who looked like she was about to speak at any moment, didn't open her mouth and just kept looking elsewhere. Why? The silence continued after I entered the room, and eventually, unable to bear the curiosity, I broke the silence.

"Madam, may I ask why you called for me?"

Instead of answering, she quietly brought out tea. "Drink it before it gets cold."

What’s her intention? At first, I hadn't ruled out the idea of forcing her if things went south, but seeing the grace of a noblewoman radiating from her, I thought I should take it step by step and close the distance, unlike with Sohye. No, that doesn't mean Sohye is an easy woman. The fact that Dang Hyewon is a Peak Stage master played a part, too. Anyway, Dang Hyewon must be right about that. This is going to be quite difficult.

I didn't even touch the tea she brought and asked again. "Madam, I’ll ask you again, can you tell me why you called me?"

"Are you not going to drink the tea?"

She seems strangely obsessed with the tea… "It’s fine. I’m not thirsty. More than that…"

"Then, how about these mooncakes? They are truly delicious."

She kept changing the subject as if to stall for time. Why does she keep trying to feed me? I should try to grab her attention here.

"I don't want to eat or drink anything. Madam, if you have nothing to say, I will take my leave." As I stood up at those words,

"Sit down, Young Master."

Only then did the hesitant Dang Hyewon open her mouth. 'So she’s finally going to state her business.'

"…The reason I called you is regarding the secret meeting I saw late at night recently."

A secret meeting? Did she see me with Sohye? Sohye had once said it would be troublesome if her maid, Eunryeong, found out. Is there anything I should be worried about?

"Why would that be a problem?"

"She is a daughter of the Eon Clan. You shouldn't be so reckless…"

"Before she is of the Eon Clan, she is a woman. I have my own thoughts, so please don't worry."

Dang Hyewon continued, looking anxious. "You are the one who will inherit the sect in the future. Because of something like this…"

"With my eldest brother and second brother, why would I be the one to inherit it? And wouldn't it be better for your son, Domi, to inherit it, Madam?"

"Th-that is…"

"I would appreciate it if you didn't talk to me about such things in the future."

I felt his presence move far away. Seeing that I couldn't even feel it with my Qi-Sense, he had clearly left without a shred of regret. The silence that came after Gihu left, Hyewon, left alone in the Rear Pavilion, was drenched in loneliness. He hadn't touched the tea or mooncakes laced with aphrodisiacs, and for some reason, even though she had burned incense with aphrodisiac properties, nothing happened to him. Seeing that he was fine even with the incense, it would have been hard to get the desired result even if he had eaten the food. It was a strange thing, considering he wouldn't have built up a resistance to drugs or poison from a young age like the children of the Sichuan Tang Clan.

She had expected him to pounce on her like a beast, so she had even washed her body clean… If that wasn't the case, she should have conveyed her feelings immediately, even if she thought it was strange… To waste such an opportunity, isn't she a complete idiot?

"Sob… sob sob…" For some reason, tears came from sorrow and loneliness. She had no choice but to let go of the man she had held in her heart once again. Thinking of his back as he walked away, it didn't seem like he would come even if she called him now…

'Yeah… wallowing in this defeat and masturbating is what suits me.'

Slurp, slurp. Unable to bear the loneliness, she reached for her crotch. Since her body was already this aroused, it was hopeless to try and sleep tonight anyway.

Squish, squish. "Hnnng, haaaa…♥ Gi, Gihu-ssi, please do it harder!"

Just as she was engrossed in her self-pleasure, BANG—! The door flew open with a loud noise.

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I had left the Rear Pavilion boldly, but I soon regretted it. Man… did I tease her too much? Strangely, whenever I looked into Dang Hyewon’s eyes, I wanted to make things difficult for her without even realizing it. Deep down, I clearly wanted to see her high-handed eyes clouded with embarrassment.

'Ah, I should have just… said I was sexually frustrated and asked the Madam to take care of it, something like that.'

I was too reckless. But since I couldn't take back what I had already said, 'Since it’s come to this, I have no choice but to find a weakness and make demands.' Having made a second plan, I headed back to the Rear Pavilion.

"Huuu… uuuuugh♥!"

'What is this sound?' I approached the source of the sound and was shocked.

'What? Didn't that woman Dang Hyewon hate me?'

"Haa, ahng, hiaaat!! Gihu-ssi, harder!"

Dang Hyewon, lost in self-pleasure while calling my name, came into view. Squish, squish. "Hnnng, haaaa…♥ Gi, Gihu-ssi, please do it harder!"

This was clearly a gift from heaven. I thought it would be hard mode… but it’s complete easy mode… no, it’s a bonus game. Without hesitation, I entered the room and pounced on Dang Hyewon at once.

"Y, Young Master! Aaaah—!!"