Chapter 78
Chapter 78
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: A Visit Home
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Baek Seol-hwa walked down the quiet street toward the Heavenly Sect, having received Park Un-ho's permission.
Since she had left in such a manner,
the sect members must have been quite worried.
She planned to clear up the misunderstanding about her husband and, while she was at it, reassure the sect family who must be fretting over her.
Even so,
her husband had permitted it more readily than expected.
"Haa..."
Baek Seol-hwa recalled the days she had misunderstood him, her face flushing with embarrassment.
Every time she lay down to sleep,
she felt like she might suddenly think of it and kick at the covers.
"Miss!"
"S-Seol-hwa!!"
The Heavenly Sect disciples on guard spotted Baek Seol-hwa and came running in astonishment.
It felt like just yesterday she had been dragged away by Park Un-ho,
so her casual return left them understandably shocked.
"Uncle Doo-seok, Junior Brother Joon-seok. I hope you're both well."
Baek Seol-hwa gave a light bow in greeting.
"Y-Yes? Uh, yeah."
"H-How..."
They were dumbfounded by Baek Seol-hwa, who calmly inquired after their well-being as if nothing had happened, making their own excitement feel awkward.
"Is Grandfather here?"
"Oh? Y-Yes, yes."
Oh Doo-seok reflexively answered her usual demeanor, stumbling over his words.
"I'll explain the details after seeing Grandfather first."
"Ah, yes, understood."
Baek Seol-hwa made her way to Sect Leader Baek Tae-san's residence, escorted by the bewildered disciples.
Sect Leader Baek Tae-san felt much more at ease after hearing Baek Seol-hwa's account.
From what his granddaughter said, it had all stemmed from needless misunderstandings.
He thought of his disciple, Cheon Su-ho.
'Sigh... Foolish boy...'
The disciples who had participated faced severe punishment.
As for the ringleader, Cheon Su-ho, whose internal injuries were grave, it had been tentatively decided to treat him to a certain extent before expelling him from the sect.
He had incited his fellow disciples to act on their own for an assassination.
That had been the spark that led to losing Baek Seol-hwa.
There was no way to redeem such actions.
Though his own defeat had unexpectedly forced his granddaughter to leave,
her story upon returning lightened the heavy guilt of having lost her because of himself.
And he felt relieved that the man was not as villainous as he had feared.
It could be his granddaughter lying to ease his mind,
but he had raised her with such care over the years.
He could tell that much.
From her account, the women with him had simply received his help and chosen to stay by his side.
He seemed like a decent man, better than expected.
Though he had unwillingly sent his granddaughter to an outsider,
Baek Tae-san felt it was a blessing amid misfortune.
Unwanted as it was, his defeat had made Baek Seol-hwa the woman of this man named Un-ho.
This was irreversible.
With that in mind,
as sect leader, he even thought it had turned out somewhat well.
What caught Baek Tae-san's attention was the man's physique.
Park Un-ho possessed the divine bones of legend, fit for heavenly martial arts.
In his long life, he had never seen such a perfectly balanced body at that height.
The taller one was, the harder it was to maintain bodily proportion.
Yet his was an impossible ideal—no flaws anywhere in frame or muscle.
Baek Tae-san was certain that if he learned the Heavenly Sect's arts, he would reach the pinnacle in no time.
He was tempted to take him as a disciple, even if it meant kneeling.
If Baek Tae-san himself were stronger, he might have had some leverage,
but the problem was that the man overwhelmingly surpassed him.
And even if he knelt, the man was no type to become anyone's disciple.
He wasn't the sort to serve under anyone from the start.
Thus, he hadn't even broached the subject at their first meeting.
Fortunately, his granddaughter's face lit up as she spoke of him.
Her words were full of praise.
No one could wear that expression if they hated him.
'Or rather...'
As Baek Seol-hwa lived with him, children would surely follow.
Her talent in martial arts.
His supreme divine bones.
What would their child be like?
Just imagining it brought a smile.
'The flaw, if any, is his fondness for women...'
Fortunately, Seol-hwa didn't seem to mind much.
Viewed differently, his appetite for romance didn't seem all bad.
From her tales, there seemed to be another woman close to him.
He vividly recalled the man's delighted return after their duel, claiming Seol-hwa.
He wouldn't be satisfied with just two women.
He was likely to have many children.
If Baek Seol-hwa persuaded him alongside her, bringing those grandchildren to the sect seemed possible.
"Hoo..."
Even in this moment of his granddaughter's safe return,
Baek Tae-san felt apologetic toward her for not purely rejoicing,
but calculating for the sect's future.
"Seol-hwa!"
Baek Seol-hwa's mother, Joo Ha-ran, embraced her as if her dead daughter had returned.
Having thought her lost forever, it was a natural reaction.
Joo Ha-ran gently stroked her daughter's face as she visited.
"Seol-hwa, are you alright?"
Seeing her mother Joo Ha-ran so gaunt after just a few days, Baek Seol-hwa's heart ached.
Her mother, who had thought her daughter fallen to hell, could only be overjoyed at her unscathed return.
"I'm fine, Mother."
"........."
Even at Baek Seol-hwa's words, Joo Ha-ran's expression didn't soften.
"I'm truly fine. Sigh... I... no, we misunderstood."
"Misunderstood?"
"Yes. My lord husband is not the villain we imagined."
"L-Lord husband??"
"Mother, I'm his woman anyway."
She referred to how Sect Leader Baek Tae-san had lost the duel, making Baek Seol-hwa his woman.
And "lord husband" implied a deep bond with him.
It was what they had feared when she was taken, spilled water now.
"That's... but... are you really okay?"
"Yes, Mother. I've decided to serve him wholeheartedly."
"Haa... Suddenly... to send you off like this..."
Forced into an unwelcome situation, suddenly marrying off her daughter—Joo Ha-ran's face was complex.
"I'm fine."
Baek Seol-hwa's calm expression.
But Joo Ha-ran caught a subtle emotion in it.
Her own face relaxed.
"......Hehe... He must not be entirely displeasing, then."
"Y-Yes!? Th-That's..."
Baek Seol-hwa flushed as her mother saw through her heart.
Joo Ha-ran watched her flustered daughter with a gentle smile.
"Then I'm much more at ease. You'll visit often, right?"
"My lord husband is generous. He said I can come and go as I wish."
"That's a relief. He's better than expected."
Joo Ha-ran gently stroked Baek Seol-hwa's hand.
"Can I visit you there too?"
"I'll ask my lord husband."
"Hoho, do that. Now my heart is at peace."
After chatting warmly with her mother, Baek Seol-hwa returned home from the Heavenly Sect with light steps and a eased mind.
-Splash!
Rain suddenly poured down.
It was summer, so it was hardly surprising.
No intention of going out in the rain; lounging blankly on the sofa, Baek Seol-hwa approached.
"My mother?"
"Yes, my lord."
Seol-hwa asked if her mother could visit occasionally.
Recalling the distraught lady calling after her when he took Seol-hwa from the sect.
Seol-hwa's mother, and indeed beautiful.
Beauty was always welcome.
"It's fine, but... hmm... hard to say empty-handed..."
At my words, smacking my lips, Baek Seol-hwa realized the implication and blushed faintly.
Post-penance, the rebellious Seol-hwa had become obedient.
"My lord is mischievous."
She knelt carefully between my legs on the sofa and lowered my pants.
-Clunk.
"Always so magnificent."
Seol-hwa praised it, grasping my member gently with both hands.
Then she took it into her mouth without hesitation.
-Slurp. Suck. Slurp.
"Mm..."
I gently stroked Seol-hwa's head as she bobbed and sucked.
Thanks to her devotion, climax approached.
"Coming..."
Hearing me, Seol-hwa took it deeper.
My member twitched, releasing semen.
-Spurt! Splurt!
-Gulp. Gulp.
After swallowing the torrent, Seol-hwa cleanly sucked out the remnants from my urethra.
-Slurp. Smooch. Slurp.
Her lips parted from my member after the last drop.
"Haa..."
But I was still hard.
"Still... not enough?"
Seol-hwa stood, hiking up her hanbok skirt.
Her snowy legs and white panties came into view.
Unlike her calm face, the panties were already soaked.
She usually wore drawers, but after I kept removing them, she stopped.
She drew near in that state.
Pushing her panties aside revealed her tightly closed slit.
Seol-hwa gripped my member and guided it familiarly between her folds.
-Squish...
She aligned my glans perfectly with her entrance.
I felt her moist, soft flesh against the tip.
Her face flushed with anticipation.
Seol-hwa lowered her hips without reserve.
-Splurt!
"Haah!!"
My member plunged deep into her already drenched depths.
-Squish. Squish.
"Haang. Ha-eung."
She embraced me, shaking her hips.
"M-My lord... Slurp. Chu-lup. Slurp."
She sucked at my lips.
I kneaded her plump, ample ass, enjoying the pleasure she gave.
"Haang. Ha-eung. Haang."
-Squish. Squish. Squish.
The slapping of flesh and sticky moans filled the room raucously.
Seol-hwa kept shaking her hips atop me until Ji-ah might catch us.