Chapter 74
Translator: penny
Chapter: 74
Chapter Title: Harmony Art Revealed
"Gaga...! Please wake up!"
A urgent voice pierced through my light sleep.
I rubbed my eyes sleepily, and Moyong Hui's beautiful face appeared right before me.
"Yaaawn... what's wrong?"
I could already guess why she was reacting this way.
True to her martial artist instincts, she'd checked her own body the moment she woke up.
And sure enough, she wore a grave expression, saying exactly what I'd predicted.
"Um... my internal energy suddenly increased. A tremendous amount."
"What?! Your internal energy grew?!"
A playful urge struck me, so I bolted upright, feigning shock.
Moyong Hui looked flustered.
"Wasn't it you, Gaga...?"
Her eyes trembled with surprise.
I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, then told her the truth.
"It was me."
"Eek... my heart skipped a beat just now!"
She must have suspected it but hadn't been certain.
I pulled her into my arms as she puffed out her cheeks in a pout.
"You were startled?"
Moyong Hui gave no reply.
Worried I'd hurt her feelings, I glanced down and saw her face flushed red with embarrassment.
"Hui-ya?"
"Ahem, ahem. Gaga, you're quite vigorous this morning."
Her gaze drifted toward my lower body.
And sure enough, upon waking, my manhood stood stiff and erect.
'Of course, it would've been like this even if I hadn't just woken up.'
Any man holding Moyong Hui would feel blood rushing there.
"By the way... Gaga, how did this happen?"
Regaining her composure, she slipped from my embrace and began peppering me with questions, curiosity overflowing.
I had no intention of hiding anything from my woman, so I told her everything.
Except the name of the technique.
'Blissful Creation Art is a bit too much.'
I'm no Lecherous Demon, and as a righteous faction member, something with "blissful pleasure" in the name? Even after a night together, it might shatter the mood.
As planned, I just called it "Harmony Art" and laid it all out.
Including how it boosted not just her internal energy, but mine too.
After hearing it all, Moyong Hui nodded.
"So that's why you said you wouldn't stop by the Moyong Clan today."
"Right? Father-in-law would think it strange."
She nodded, then suddenly narrowed her eyes and glared at me.
"So... how many women have you taken with this technique, Gaga?"
"Ahem, that's a secret."
Even I couldn't admit to embracing over a hundred.
As I dodged, Moyong Hui let out a deep sigh.
"Father was right after all."
"About what?"
"That you have a notorious playboy streak."
Ah, I remembered.
Yesterday morning, Moyong Hui had said that, and I'd denied it indignantly.
But there was no hiding it now.
'I've already taken Moyong Hui.'
With things as they were, I decided to own it boldly.
"As you know, Hui-ya, my technique is like this—nothing I can do about it. You understand, right?"
"Tch...!"
She puffed her cheeks again and turned her head away.
But with the deed already done, what could she do?
In the end, she sneaked a glance at me and asked another question.
"So, does my internal energy build up like this every time we... share intimate joys?"
Moyong Hui blushed saying "intimate joys."
Her innocent charm was utterly adorable.
"Not quite."
Of course, my desire for her wouldn't vanish after one time, so my energy would increase a bit, but nothing dramatic like last night.
If it were, I wouldn't have devolved into a Lecherous Demon.
A flicker of regret crossed Moyong Hui's face as I explained in detail.
"Why? Disappointed?"
"...It'd be a lie to say I'm not. If it built up like this every time, you wouldn't look at other women, would you?"
Moyong Hui already accepted as fact that I'd meet other women.
Though true, her reaction stirred mixed feelings in me.
"Doesn't it disappoint you that your own energy won't grow more?"
"Overabundance is worse than lack, as they say. I've gained so much in one night—I don't need more."
It was generally sound logic.
But it didn't apply to harmony energy.
'The more, the better with this.'
It had turned even a dullard like me into an absolute master.
Still, rather than argue that point, I feigned disappointment.
"So you won't do it with me anymore, Hui-ya?"
"That's..."
She bowed her head, face crimson.
After hesitating, she murmured softly.
"I want to do it again..."
I couldn't hold back any longer.
I yanked Moyong Hui into my arms.
"Eek, Gaga. You said you'd leave early this morning."
Sensing my desire, she wriggled to escape my embrace.
But it was all show—no real strength behind it.
"A little longer won't hurt."
Truth be told, there was no rush to leave early.
It was just an excuse to avoid the Moyong Clan after her energy surged—no urgent need to move.
Unless you counted ordering Cheon Woojin yesterday to prepare for an early departure...
'Whatever, no big deal.'
What could he say if his lord was running late?
I made up my mind.
We'd leave after lunch.
With that settled, I pressed my lips to Moyong Hui's.
She parted hers eagerly, her tongue greeting mine.
Chuuup—
And so, we spent the entire morning in passionate bliss.
The sun hung high in the midday sky.
Arriving at the appointed tavern, Cheon Woojin raised his voice.
"My lord! Why are you so late?!"
He huffed indignantly, clearly furious.
A glance at the table showed a lavish spread, long gone cold.
"When did you order all this?"
"When?! It's been over two shichen—four hours! Not just the waiter, even the chef came out asking when the party would arrive!"
He must have ordered early that morning.
Makes sense—it was the promised time.
"Why didn't you eat first?"
I sat across from him casually, and he popped a vein.
"Damn it...! You'd just bitch about it if I did!"
To me, fresh from a steamy morning and in high spirits, it was endearing whining.
But Moyong Hui, listening beside me, frowned.
"Cheon Musa, mind your language. No matter what, Gaga is your lord. 'Bitch'?"
"Well, well, already 'Gaga,' huh? unpaired folk like me will survive somehow."
I'd overlook his antics toward me, but his attitude toward Moyong Hui crossed the line.
As my expression darkened, Cheon Woojin shot to his feet.
"I'm just jealous! So jealous! You two match perfectly! True soulmates—no doubt you were fated in past lives too!"
"Oh? Really?"
Moyong Hui smiled softly, pleased by the flattery.
I decided to forgive him this once.
'Mentioning past lives earns a pass.'
What kind of guy is Cheon Woojin?
Sacrificed his daughter in the last life, his wife in this one.
And still trying so hard to impress—I'll be lenient once.
'Just this once, though.'
No mercy next time.
Sensing my cold glare, he swiftly changed the subject.
"Anyway... uh, tavern madam? Or should I say Lady of the House?"
Lady of the House?
Not bad, but I shook my head.
"No 'Lady of the House.' Just call her Moyong as before."
We're not married yet—such titles could lead to trouble.
It might hinder my dreams of romancing many women.
Reading my mind, Moyong Hui shot me a sharp glare.
"Gaga says not to call me that."
"Ahem."
Cornered instantly, I glared at Cheon Woojin.
He caught on quick and jumped in.
"Then, Moyong... you seem quite different from yesterday...?"
"Pardon?"
Moyong Hui looked puzzled at his words.
That morning, we'd agreed to keep the Blissful Creation Art from Cheon Woojin.
I'd played the genius long enough; revealing my technique's origins felt off, and no need to tell another man anyway...
'He noticed?'
Yesterday, maybe, but now Moyong Hui's energy was double his.
If she hid it deliberately, I thought he wouldn't detect it. Impressive.
But he hadn't pinpointed it perfectly.
"It feels like you've surpassed the peak realm... Did our lord give you special instruction?"
At "instruction," Moyong Hui's face turned apple-red.
'Instructed her plenty.'
On how to make love.
Even up until moments ago.
Seeing her flustered, Cheon Woojin misunderstood and whipped toward me.
Then he wailed.
"My lord, that's unfair! Why not teach me too?!"
W-what...?
Teach you what?
"Teach me like Moyong!"
"You mad bastard?!"
In the end, the scabbard at my waist smacked Cheon Woojin's head.
Thwack—!
His falling eyes brimmed with injustice.