Chapter 30
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: Vast Ocean
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"Ugh... Who the fuck is making such a goddamn racket?"
It was the first words out of my mouth as I dragged my aching body upright, the thrill from last night still lingering.
Those worthless grunts at the bottom rung had wailed like banshees—smashing their balls and ripping them off had been satisfying, but their screeching had still grated on my ears.
I was already pissed from lack of sleep.
Irritated, I whipped my head around.
I wanted to see which bastard had ruined my sleep and gouge out his eyes for good measure.
But...
'Oh? He actually came?'
Standing before me was that dimwit from Mount Hua Sect, face flushed and fidgeting nervously.
Hmm...
I propped my chin on my hand and gave him a slow once-over.
Bloody and sweat-soaked as he was, he was a far cry from those filthy, dull-eyed vermin I'd crushed last night. The quality was night and day.
Clear qi in his eyes, straight nose, skin still soft with a hint of downy youth.
He reeked of being a precious young master from a righteous famed sect.
'They do say the prettier the rice cake, the better it tastes.'
Eye candy like this chased away sleep in an instant.
For such a soft thing to walk right into the tiger's den on his own two feet.
And blushing furiously as he hurriedly averted his gaze upon seeing me.
"I-I'm Yi Yi, a disciple of Mount Hua Sect. If you've been captured by these scum, I'll... I'll definitely rescue you. So please, don't worry!"
I barely swallowed a burst of laughter.
Rescue? Me? Zhuge Jiun of all people?
A delicious spark of amusement flashed through my mind.
Yeah, since the guest has come all this way, I ought to entertain him properly.
I instantly switched expressions. My venomous glare softened to lamb-like innocence, and a pitiful smile curved my lips.
"Really...?"
I deliberately huddled my chest, curling my body inward.
To make my cleavage stand out even more.
I laced my voice with moisture.
"Boo-hoo... Sir Daoist... I really thought I was done for. Those men... they..."
I let my shoulders tremble faintly, feigning sobs.
"I've been waiting so desperately for a great hero like you."
I snuck a sidelong glance at his reaction.
His ears were red as rice cakes steaming over a fire.
Ah, so cute. Come on over and nestle into big sis's bosom.
I'll melt you to the bone.
To barge into an unorthodox sect's lair with such innocent looks.
Ignorance or bravery? Hard to say.
But even that recklessness felt endearing—probably because I had high hopes for what dangled between his legs.
He seemed completely taken in by my pitiful act.
"M-Miss! Just... just wait a moment!"
Like he was about to tear off a strip of his own flesh, he frantically undid the folds of his robe.
His flustered approach looked both valiant and idiotic—enough to make me want to crack up.
The moment his hand touched my shoulder, I flinched back in mock surprise.
His robe, soaked in sweat and dirt, draped over my bare skin.
"Cough, cough. Ugh... fuck... cough, cough."
The acrid after-reek of poison wafting from the robe drew a curse from me before I knew it.
His clothes were caked in that vicious Blind Eye Powder dust.
'Those idiot fuckers. They even used Blind Eye Powder?'
To waste such pricey poison dust just to nab one greenhorn.
I vowed to skin them alive later to recoup the cost, clamping my mouth shut reflexively.
At the same time, I slipped my hand under the pillow behind me.
The cool hilt of my dagger met my fingertips.
'Shit, did he notice?'
My heart skipped, but he seemed oblivious to my cursing.
His face flushed crimson, eyes glued to my nakedness in a dumbstruck gape.
His naive expression was so laughable I sneered inwardly.
"...Your robe smells weird."
I wrinkled my nose pitifully.
Only then did he snap to, hastily shrugging it off again.
"Ah! Sorry! Those thugs kept sprinkling this weird powder..."
Like a criminal caught red-handed with filth, he fidgeted and backed away.
His innocence was so delectable, saliva pooled in my mouth.
Yi Yi shook out the robe vigorously before cautiously approaching again to wrap my shoulders.
His clumsy but earnest touch tickled.
This guy’s surprisingly hopeless with women.
Well, Mount Hua daoists only know swords—how would they understand a woman’s heart?
"Miss, we need to get out of here first. Before those bastards swarm back."
With a grim expression, he seized my wrist and pulled me toward the exit.
His grip was warm and firm.
I trembled in feigned terror as I trailed behind him.
Stepping outside the cave, the metallic tang of blood hit me.
The floor was littered with the bloodied corpses of last night’s toys.
What a mess.
Their limbs were still attached by some miracle.
'Ha... they got fucked up? With Blind Eye Powder, and four of them?'
Unbelievable.
To end up like that against one kid.
The future of our unorthodox sect looked bleak.
Rage boiled inside me.
I wanted to flay those idiots alive and chew their hides raw right then.
For wasting my precious Blind Eye Powder—and worse, tarnishing my pride.
They’d pay dearly.
But not now.
A far more entertaining plaything had fallen into my hands.
"Urgh... Zhuge..."
Then, one of the downed men lifted his head weakly toward me.
Stupid fool. Trying to call my name?
Hiding behind Yi Yi, I shot him a murderous glare.
I pressed a finger lightly to my lips.
'Shut your mouth. Before I kill you.'
He got the warning in my eyes and slammed his head back to the ground in terror.
"Eek!"
"Don't worry, miss. I took care of them—they won't bother you again. Just stick close behind me."
Thinking the squeak was from me, Yi Yi hurriedly shielded me with his body.
His broad back looked so reliable I nearly burst out laughing.
Ah, what sweet delusion.
"Thank you... I'll trust only you, Sir Daoist."
I whispered pitifully, clutching his robe hem tight.
Yi Yi nodded in relief and gripped my wrist again, dashing into the darkness.
As he pulled me along, I shot a cold sneer at the trash we'd left behind.
See you next time, you useless fucks.
Running barefoot over rugged forest paths was torture.
Even using lightness skill, the rocks and twigs jabbing my soles were infuriating.
One wrong step and I'd scar my pretty feet. Time to stop here.
"Ahh...!"
I let out a short cry and plopped down.
My act worked; Yi Yi skidded to a halt in shock.
"What's wrong, miss?!"
"My feet... they hurt so much."
Tears welled in my eyes as I cradled my toes.
Seeing the red scrapes on my pale instep, his face went white as if he'd been cut himself.
"Ah! My thinking was too shallow. Dragging someone not used to the path through this rough terrain...!"
He panicked, then knelt and offered his back with resolve.
"Climb on. It might be uncomfortable, but bear with it."
Oh ho.
More naive and kind-hearted than I thought.
Cheering inwardly, I pretended to hesitate before draping myself over him slyly.
'Wow... wider than expected?'
His solid, broad back oozed masculinity.
Muscles nicely honed, by the look.
Making the most of it, I squished my soft breasts firmly against his back.
Through the thin robe layer, I rubbed subtly so he’d feel my nipples clearly, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Thank you... You're so kind, Sir Daoist."
Whispering sticky-sweet into his ear, I watched his nape flush red.
This guy's body is honest.
His shoulders twitching rigid each time my chest pressed was adorable.
But that faded quick—realizing his direction, a chill ran down my spine.
He was veering from the sparse mountain path toward the bustling main road.
"...Where are we headed, Sir Daoist?"
I brushed my lips to his ear, asking as sweetly as possible.
"To Wudang first. I have lodging there, so you can get help—"
"N-No...!"
A scream nearly escaped me.
'This crazy bastard. Wudang?'
Walk right into Wudang Sect's headquarters on my own?
Some there surely knew my face.
Even if not, parading a near-naked woman on his back in broad daylight up the main road to lofty Wudang Mountain?
This fucker was dumber than he looked.
Were all righteous hypocrites like this?
Blazing with misplaced justice, screwing people over without a thought.
Should I snap his neck from behind?
Just kill him here and dump the body in the woods?
Killing intent surged as my fingers twitched near his carotid.
"Ah... I see. Sorry."
Yi Yi halted, bowing his head with a deep sigh.
"I was too hasty and didn't consider your situation. After such trauma, how terrifying it must be to be seen by crowds."
'Huh?'
"I got ahead of myself, thinking I'd entrust you to Senior Disciple quickly and go hunt the summoning pills again... Nearly offended you."
'Hm... Maybe not a total idiot.'
Quick on the uptake or just lucky, but my fingers settled back to hugging his neck meekly.
But what did he just say?
"...Senior Disciple?"
My voice sharpened faintly.
Senior Disciple?
'There was another woman?'