82. Temporary Residence (7)
Temporary Residence (7)
82. Temporary Residence (7)
After the rough sex came cuddling with Jeong-hyang under the covers. Her body pressed close, her head resting on my arm, she savored the afterglow of love. Master, too, lay glued to my right arm, following her lead.
"White Wolf. I love you."
"I love you too, Hyang."
"I'm so, so happy right now."
Unlike Jeong-hyang, overflowing with happiness, Master was slightly dissatisfied.
"I have a small complaint. A woman is supposed to be handled a little more roughly. I'm going to have to reform Yeongmok while I'm still his master."
"I like a rough White Wolf, too. Next time, I'll submit completely to White Wolf in the act, just like you, Master. But if you do anything too drastic, the third wife and fourth wife will really struggle, so please be moderate, Master."
"By the third wife, you mean Yeong, and wait—even Eun-ha? Then this place will stop being Yeongsan Sect and become the Baek Clan Estate's Liaoning branch."
Once again, Master pointed out a flaw from an utterly unexpected angle.
"Master, be honest. You aren't truly opposed to Junior Sister Son, are you?"
"I don't know anymore. I just wish Yeong could be happy training in the martial arts she likes, without being shackled by thoughts of Yeongsan Sect's debt, or becoming a daoist by studying teachings she has no interest in."
"She'll be far happier as White Wolf's wife."
"That's what I mean, I don't know. Yeong will have to marry someday, and as her master, I want to send her off to the best man possible. But now that I've completely fallen for Yeongmok, it feels like there's no better man in the world than him, and it's complicated, you know?"
"White Wolf is the greatest man under heaven."
Jeong-hyang declared it. Even if it was the words of a lover, hearing it directly was deeply embarrassing.
"I think so, too. But Yeong is too young. I don't mean her age—when it comes to romantic understanding, she's even younger than Eun-ha."
"Now that you mention it, Senior Sister Son sometimes seems even younger than Junior Sister Cho."
"If Yeong truly comes to love Yeongmok with all her heart, then I'll reconsider."
Pillow talk, when people become their most honest. Whether this applied to women among themselves as well as between men and women, they were openly sharing the conversations they'd been putting off. After idly chatting for a good while longer, Master's leg accidentally brushed against my cock. The moment I grew hard again, a second round, far rougher than the first, began.
"Hehehe. Tonight, I won't let you sleep until you've emptied every last drop of seed from these balls."
Jeong-hyang fondled my balls and whispered the threat cutely. Until then, I had thought it was merely an adorable act, but after I ejaculated more than ten times, my semen grew thinner and thinner until nothing but watery fluid came out. Master and Jeong-hyang even put their special breast milk directly into my mouth, and they truly did not release me until the long night had passed.
"I'm... dying. The Yang Blossom Art keeps me hard nonstop, and the moment my stamina runs out, you force me to recover with that breast milk. How many shots did I fire today?"
"Three times in my mouth. Five times in my pussy. Six times in my ass, once on my chest, and once on my face."
Jeong-hyang answered as she scooped water heated with Flame Blossom Qi and poured it over me.
"For me, seven times in my pussy, twice in my mouth, and five times in my ass. I'm upset. Hyang got two more than I did."
"But Master, you ate the baby seeds I spilled on my face and chest yourself."
"We split them."
I felt half dead, as though I'd faced the Moonlit Divine Sword itself, while the two women laughed casually, their skin glossy and their bodies overflowing with vitality. It was unfair. No matter how little internal energy it produced, the Yin Blossom Art converted every load of semen they received into internal energy. My virility and stamina might have been guaranteed, but my mental endurance and semen still ran out.
Twenty-eight times total. Even a sex slave wouldn't be exploited to this degree.
Because we all washed together, the water in the large jar was completely drained. Once we were refreshed, dressed, and stepped out of the mountain cottage, the sun was rising. We really did stay up all night.
"Junior Sister Lee. You're learning good cooking and medicine from Medicine Immortal, aren't you?"
Behind Lee Eun-ha, who was again cheerfully waging her war in the kitchen, Jeong-hyang asked in a suggestive tone.
"Yes. They say it's called Food as Medicine, and certain combinations of dishes can produce effects surpassing those of a spiritual elixir. I've never considered that before, so from now on, I'm going to pay attention and cook with great care."
Lee Eun-ha was flushed red from the heat. Hours of labor in front of that blazing furnace. Even I, having trained in Flame Blossom Art, dared not try such a thing.
"Then, Junior Sister Lee. Is there any food that's good for men? A dish that makes him produce a lot of baby seeds."
At those words, Lee Eun-ha flinched, her hands stopping as she turned to look at us. A flustered Master grabbed Jeong-hyang's arm hard, but Jeong-hyang paid no mind and continued questioning Lee Eun-ha.
"There... there is. I'll ask the White Tiger Sect to buy the ingredients."
Suddenly, her gaze fixed on me with a pitying look. I could feel the consideration of a grandmother wanting to feed a restorative meal to a sickly child.
Ah... no! I am not a seedless watermelon!
"I won't ask for details. But I handle Yeongsan Sect's laundry, so I have a rough idea of what's happening. Still, this Yin-Yang Art isn't like an Essence-Draining Art, is it? Junior Brother became utterly haggard in a single day, while Master and Senior Sister Jeong are both smooth, glossy, and radiant."
"It's not dangerous. Beyond that is a secret, so if you're curious too, Junior Sister, come find me in the Yin-Yang Art Training Room."
"Hyang!"
"Ow! Why pinch my arm? It's morning, so you might as well pinch my bottom. And you already know everything, Junior Sister. Now that Senior Sister Son knows too, I don't want to spend lonely nights here awkwardly watching my step anymore."
Jeong-hyang, having grown so honest, was completely foolish, unlike her haughty appearance. Master and Lee Eun-ha sighed in unison.
"She's right, Master. You don't need to watch yourselves around me. Just be a little careful in front of Junior Sister Cho."
"Junior Sister Cho is a child like our own daughter, so that's no problem."
"What are you saying, Senior Sister Jeong? In only a few years, Junior Sister Cho will be old enough to bear children. She'll start noticing men soon, so don't show her anything improper. Even Senior Sister Son has been asking me how to masturbate and all sorts of strange things. If Junior Sister Cho starts asking me about that too, it'll be exhausting."
She grumbled and turned back to her pots.
"What? Junior Sister Lee taught Senior Sister Son how to masturbate?"
"Yes. Since all three of you know what is going on anyway, I'll be frank. Senior Sister Son caught me secretly masturbating. She did not even know what the act was."
"That's no good, Eun-ha."
"Since we're on the subject and are already abolishing the old evil customs, please get rid of that rule too. Does it honestly make sense? Even if we live deep in the mountains, we're young adults. Everyone has sexual urges. Do you think the Senior Martial Uncle and the senior brothers who used to live here truly abstained from masturbation? They just preferred demure women and told us to refrain. I can't have sex with women the way Master and Senior Sister do, so at least allow me to masturbate privately."
She spoke boldly with her back turned. Come to think of it, although she called herself a servant and so on, she had always been remarkably assertive—enough to tell Master outright that she hated martial training despite being a disciple of a martial sect.
"Then, Junior Sister, why don't you practice the Yin Blossom Art like us?"
Seizing the opportunity, Jeong-hyang coaxed Lee Eun-ha in an insinuating tone.
"Senior Sister, look in a mirror. Not every woman is as beautiful as you. Junior Brother might gladly accept a beauty like you, but do you think he would want an ugly woman like me?"
"Junior Sister, you really are pretty!"
"Yes. Yes. I'll take care of myself, so you three just enjoy your newlywed life in happiness."
Despite answering dismissively, she carefully managed five dishes at once. Before long, Byeok-geum loaded them onto a cart, and when Son Yeong and Cho-ryeong arrived at the dining hall, Yeongsan Sect's morning began.
—Master, Senior Sister Jeong wants to learn the Ice Soul Divine Art. Do you think it's possible?—
While the women trained, I asked the Flame Emperor about what had happened the day before. He answered in a pleased voice.
—I was going to ask the same of you. Extreme yin arts and extreme yang arts actually share very similar principles. However, I could not carelessly have you, a practitioner of extreme yang qi, learn such a high-level supreme art. I wanted to study the Ice Soul Divine Art while training those girls as well.—
—If you help, Master, there should be no problem. But Senior Sister Jeong has no connection to the Northern Sea Ice Palace. Could that cause trouble later?—
The Four Heroes' Martial Arts could be explained away as secret manuals obtained through a fortuitous encounter. The Ice Soul Divine Art, however, was the signature technique of the still-existing Northern Sea Ice Palace. In the martial world, learning another sect's martial arts could become an extremely serious matter.
—There will be no trouble. By their rules, you, too, are a person of the Ice Palace, and is Jeong-hyang not your wife? The Ice Soul Divine Art transmitted to a family member presents no problem at all. Well, normally, it's difficult to obtain yin energy, so to progress past the Second Stage, one has no choice but to find an Ice Crystal imbued with yin energy and go to the Northern Sea Ice Palace, but...—
That was welcome news. Once morning training ended, we took a short tea break. Then I called Jeong-hyang aside and returned to the indoor training hall.
"Senior Sister. Here."
"What? This is... the Ice Soul Divine Art? Did you hear me yesterday and obtain this for me?"
Love really was blind. She'd been attached to my side since yesterday evening. How on earth was I supposed to have gone out and obtained it?
"It's a martial art I obtained in Jilin. The truth is, my mother is the daughter of the Ice Palace Lord. A slightly unhinged aunt of mine gave it to me. Ah, it may be an Ice Palace martial art, but I'm considered one of their people too, so there shouldn't be any problem with you learning it as my wife."
"Oh my. White Wolf, you were a prince—a prince of a palace made of ice."
"My surname is Baek, not Eun. Anyway, this is an extremely high-level supreme art. Even someone like Senior Sister Son would have difficulty learning it alone. My master, the Flame Emperor, said he would help, so learn it beside him, Senior Sister."
I handed her the secret manual and the sword inhabited by the Flame Emperor.
"Hello, Master. My name's Jeong-hyang. I'm going to become White Wolf's wife, so please cherish me like a daughter-in-law."
She could be a little foolish, but her greatest strength was not her overwhelming beauty. It was her ability to win the affection of those around her. She gripped the sword, turned through the secret manual with the Flame Emperor, and began training in the Ice Soul Divine Art.
Then it was my turn. I moved well away from her, stripped down to my underwear, and grasped the sword inhabited by Heosan. As though she'd been waiting, Moon Immortal rose into the air.
—Now, prepare yourself, Yeongmok.—
—One moment, Reverend Heo San. There is something I would like to ask.—
—What is it?—
—Master, you inhabited my body and raised my internal energy this much in an instant. Could the same not be done for my senior sisters?—
—That would be difficult. First, male and female bodies differ, and so do the precise positions of their acupoints. Think of a giant like Geo Am and a small girl like Cho-ryeong. Their physiques differ enormously, so the distance from the dantian to the Sea of Qi acupoint would be completely different. I was tall as well, very different from girls such as Yeong-ok or Hyang. This training is possible only for the Flame Emperor and you, whose physiques are similar.—
—Then what about Moon Immortal? She and Senior Sister Son are both women and have nearly identical builds, do they not?—
—Remember why the Flame Emperor chose a training method bordering on the heretical path. That child differs from you, does she not? She does not dislike training, and her talent is seen only once in a thousand years. Even under those conditions, Moon Immortal, who finally found a successor after centuries, would never tolerate training her through a heretical method that might cause side effects.—
Ah... right. Unlike me, she was a genius.
—Now, let us begin. Your eye for the sword, at least, has improved brilliantly. Watch closely the difference between the Wuji you glimpsed last time and the Taiji I am about to unfold.—
This time was different. My beloved lover was watching. I wouldn't show her anything unsightly.