43. Murong Clan (5)
Murong Clan (5)
43. Murong Clan (5)
Two things helped me recover quickly: I could remember at once that I was the supplicant here, and Yeongsan Sect had accustomed me to women doing the unexpected. Unlike Huangfu Gun, who couldn't hide his shock, and Murong Jin, who covered her bright-red face and peered through her fingers, I regained some composure and drank from my cup.
"You seem relaxed?"
"I didn't ask for this, but now that it's happened, I may as well enjoy it. I would never dare touch Young Miss Murong, so I should at least drink with a beauty's naked body as my drinking fare. If I don't enjoy even that much, I'll regret it later."
I wasn't sincere. But once I regained my calm, I needed to give her exactly the answer she wanted. Perhaps my composure earned me 120 points out of 100, because Murong Rin threw back her head and cackled. Her resilient breasts swayed with the movement.
"Did you see that, Huangfu oppa? That's a man. Now you understand why I like Young Master Baek, don't you?"
"R-Rin! Enough! Put your clothes back on!"
"Why? He says my naked body is a better snack than these rare delicacies. I'm not a petty woman too stingy to offer a snack to a friend who came all this way."
They were lovers in name only. Huangfu Gun was essentially a living dildo, unable even to stop her outrageous behavior, much less become angry.
Of course. Even among prestigious clans, the Murong Clan belonged to the elite that, like the Tang and Nangong Clans, had never once fallen out of the Five Great Clans. The remaining two seats changed hands over the decades as clans such as the Huangfu, Hebei Peng, Duanmu, Zhuge, and Jinju Eon Clans fell out and climbed back in. Murong Rin was also a direct-line descendant and a current succession candidate. Huangfu Gun, merely a collateral member of the Huangfu Clan—which had fallen out of the Five Great Clans in this generation—had been nothing more than her toy from the start, a pretend lover and bed partner. Even setting status aside, Murong Rin was an exceptional beauty. A man of equal standing would have struggled to become her true lover.
As a woman, Murong Rin faced a fundamental weakness in the succession. Any child she bore would take the father's surname, not Murong. Yet without marriage, she couldn't produce an heir. So she chose something unthinkable in the fifteenth century: enjoy men freely, then bear a child unmarried and give that child the Murong surname. It was the thinking of a true madwoman. An ordinary person could never do it, but she believed that if China's history could record a female emperor like Wu Zetian, a woman of Murong blood could become Clan Head and force the same justification through.
I felt a little distressed.
A madwoman was brazenly showing me her naked body. So what? My cock wouldn't wear out from being seen. She held all the power in this room, so I'd preserve her mood and my pride. I pulled down my trousers and undergarments and exposed the cock she had demanded. Once, perhaps, I would have reacted differently, but after all the insane training involved in the Yin-Yang Art, the sight of Murong Rin naked wasn't enough to give me an erection.
"G-Good heavens! I-Impossible!"
The first to react wasn't Murong Rin, but the married woman Murong Jin—who had been covering her face with her hands and stealing glances at my thing through the gaps in her fingers.
"Exactly. I heard you had surpassed human limits, Young Master Baek, but it really was no exaggeration."
The madwoman alone remained calm. No, I hadn't surpassed humanity. Somewhere in the Western Regions or Africa, there was surely a man larger than me. I'd surpassed only the people of the Central Plains.
"At that length, it'd reach the navel. No, perhaps almost the solar plexus."
Murong Rin measured my length against her own body. Master had done the same, but could such a thing truly enter? A vagina had an end where the passage closed.
"And the thickness... it's as thick as my wrist. Can something like this truly fit inside a woman?"
"You investigated it yourself, didn't you?"
"True. It's a hole that gives birth to children. I have inspected countless cocks, and I have seen enough. It was rude to ask this of a friend, but as a woman, I'll praise you. Be proud: I declare this the finest of all the male organs I have experienced. It breaks my heart that such a thing suffers from premature ejaculation."
Why was she sorry? Murong Rin drank while staring at my cock, just as I had drunk while looking at her body. She wore the happiest expression I'd seen on her in years.
"Unni. What do you think?"
"H-Huh?"
Murong Jin flinched, her face bright red.
"So a cock like this really did exist. I apologize for laughing at you, unni, saying that wooden phallus you used to use was a ridiculous size."
Another piece of her past was exposed, but perhaps now too exhausted, she smiled with an ambiguous expression.
"Unni, you used that huge wooden phallus while you lived in the clan. Once you realized there was no man like that in the world, I thought you decided all real cocks were more or less the same and chose Brother-in-law for his face. Even I, after inspecting so many, never knew a thing like this truly existed. What a shame. Why did you choose your husband instead of Young Master Baek? As a Murong woman, you would have been treated with utmost respect at Baek Clan Estate. It may lie beyond the frontier, but it's a clan that lives in comfort, where you'd never have to bow your head to anyone. At the very least, you would never have needed to return to your birth family and beg because your husband's martial hall was collapsing."
"R-Rin! You're being rude to Reverend Yeongmok!"
"Why? Young Master Baek would gladly have accepted you. If he'd taken a wife from the Murong Clan, the Young Clan Head position at Baek Clan Estate would have been his. It's a shame you chose your husband without knowing the ideal cock was so close. Young Master Baek had premature ejaculation, but Brother-in-law was even worse, so you would still have enjoyed a satisfying marriage."
Murong Rin spoke cheerfully. Murong Jin was less striking than she was, but still far too beautiful for me. As Murong Rin said, marrying her might have allowed me to keep the Young Clan Head position. But in that future I would never have met Master or Jeong-hyang, so I would reject it.
"Unni, I was cruel today, so you must be upset. Do just one more thing for me, and I'll help Brother-in-law's martial hall."
"W-What kind of thing?"
Murong Jin barely spoke through her trembling anxiety. I was already naked, and Murong Rin was naked too. She feared she would be ordered to expose herself before everyone. But an ordinary person could never follow a madwoman's train of thought.
"It's not difficult. Think of it as a gift. Unni, you want to sleep with Young Master Baek once, do you not?"
"What?!!!"
Murong Jin's intense voice rang out.
"If you don't like it, go back. There's a new martial hall that opened next to your brother-in-law's, Geonhyang Martial Hall, I think? I hear the hall master is a lay disciple of the Diancang Sect. Even if your brother-in-law, a former Murong Clan guard, is strong in his own way, when trouble starts, the Diancang Sect will swarm in. Do you really think you'll be fine?"
With a bright smile, Murong Rin uttered an outrageous threat.
"I-I will leave! No matter how badly I need help, I am a wife devoted to my husband. My chastity matters more than your aid."
When Murong Jin, now at her limit, rose from her seat, Murong Rin continued her threat.
"Chastity? How laughable. You know me, Unni. Do you think I'll just watch? I struggle desperately to carry on the Murong name, yet you discarded it and eloped. Do you think I will quietly watch you prosper? I'll personally ensure your ruin. Farm, open a restaurant, do whatever you like—I will ruin it. Don't dream of joining another sect, whether Orthodox or Unorthodox. Even an evil faction would rather cast you and your husband out than make an enemy of me. Soon it won't be only the martial hall that collapses. You'll have no way to earn a living. Do not worry; I'll lend you money. To pay the interest, you can serve dozens of men every day in a brothel. I stake my name on making that happen. Now choose carefully. Young Master Baek once, or dozens of men every day in a brothel. Which choice protects your chastity?"
"Murong Rin!!! You really..."
Tears finally burst out.
"So let's make this easy. Young Master Baek's Daoist title is Yeongmok—think of him as a tree. You like wooden phalluses best, do you not? Honestly, you want to try him once. You speak of chastity, but a really chaste wife would not have kept peeking at his cock through her fingers."
Murong Rin's specialty. Gentle threats following cutthroat threats.
"I'm doing this because I want my poor unni to experience a real man. Think about it. Whether you protect your chastity or joyfully share the pleasures of cloud and rain with Young Master Baek, what difference does it make to me? Curse me instead. Tell yourself that you reluctantly gave your body to him once for your beloved husband because your mad younger cousin threatened you."
In a calm state, no one would accept such absurd persuasion. But after the earlier threats, Murong Jin could no longer think straight. The gaslighting worked.
"B-But. Reverend Yeongmok? It would be rude to Reverend Yeongmok..."
Murong Jin was already trying to shift both the decision and the guilt onto someone else, searching for a way to feel at ease.
"That's no problem. Unni and I resemble each other. Young Master Baek must have built up considerable resentment toward me. If I were a man, he'd probably want to beat me to death, but because I'm a woman blessed with these looks, he has likely raped and humiliated me hundreds—no, thousands—of times in his imagination. There's no way he would refuse an opportunity like this."
Murong Rin stated it as a fact. Honestly, I had jerked off to Murong Rin hundreds of times.
"No. Madam Murong is beautiful, but she resembles you too closely, Young Miss. I cannot possibly embrace her."
It was horrifying. Murong Jin was indeed a beautiful woman who resembled Murong Rin, but I couldn't have sex with her while Murong Rin watched.
"Young Master Baek, since we are friends, I won't stoop to cheap threats. But as I heard earlier, your sect will need a great deal of help. Can you afford to refuse? You may want to pin me down and humiliate me, but you don't genuinely hate me. More than anyone, you know that once I decide to help, I help thoroughly. Men and women are different, so I won't mock you for coming quickly. I don't even have a penis. Take this chance to enjoy a highborn woman and secure solid support for your sect. Unni gets to enjoy this incomparable cock and receive help, while I get the satisfaction of watching you."
No... that was a threat!
"If you refuse, Huangfu oppa will have to do it. Watching my lover couple with another woman would make me uncomfortable, and oppa would be uncomfortable embracing Unni in front of me. Besides, her martial hall is in Shandong, where the Huangfu Clan resides. If you ever ran into Huangfu oppa again, Unni, that would be awkward, would it not?"
Murong Rin whispered the words. Huangfu Gun sprang from his seat in alarm. As she said, Murong Jin clearly found Huangfu Gun—Murong Rin's lover and a man from a prestigious clan within her social circle—far more terrifying than me, a stranger she would never meet again.
She was driving me insane. In the end it was the military's principle of collective punishment: if I refused to sacrifice myself, someone else would suffer more.
Master, I was sorry. That remark about allowing me to cheat had only been a joke.