Chapter 59 – The Demonic Empress and the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts (2)

Satisfied with his thoughts, Yu-jin slowly moved his fingers, his other hand continuing to knead the Demonic Empress’s breast.

Just then, Yu-jin felt something blocking his finger deep within her core and smiled.

“To think the greatest female master of the demonic path is a virgin. This is quite the jackpot.”

But it was not yet time to push his length inside. Yu-jin channeled the energy of his Sucking Skill through his finger, achieving perfect synchronization with the Demonic Empress’s energy. The raging demonic energy completely subsided, and the Demonic Empress slowly wrapped her arms around Yu-jin.

“Hah… hah…”

Now that her human senses had fully awakened, the Demonic Empress began to let out moans. Yu-jin then guided the energy toward her brain.

‘This is it.’

Yu-jin could feel a foreign energy settled in the Demonic Empress’s brain. It was clearly what the Heavenly Martial Master had infused to suppress her will.

Yu-jin used the Sucking Art of his Sucking Skill to absorb the energy itself. Then, he swiftly pressed down hard on several points of the Demonic Empress’s body with his fingers, restraining her with pressure point techniques.

“Hah!”

At that moment, the Demonic Empress, having regained her senses, cried out as if screaming. She looked around, seemingly unable to comprehend her surroundings for a moment.

Then, feeling something filling her from within, she looked down and her eyes met Yu-jin’s.

“Who… who are you.”

The Demonic Empress cried out in alarm. Yu-jin opened his mouth at a leisurely pace. Her body was completely under his control anyway. No matter how powerful she was, she couldn’t break free from his restraints.

“Your new master.”

At Yu-jin’s words, the Demonic Empress’s beautiful face contorted.

“You! Are you one of the Heavenly Martial Master’s dogs?!”

“Could I be? I am no one’s subordinate. Besides, shouldn’t you be grateful? I saved you after you were trapped in darkness for nearly a thousand years.”

At those words, the Demonic Empress fell silent. Indeed, that was something she had to be thankful for.

To have lived as a human puppet for an unimaginably long time, against her own will, was a truly horrifying fate.

“Th-thank you for that. But what does what you’re doing now have to do with saving me?”

“I told you. I am becoming your new master. Of course, it’s different from the crude methods the Heavenly Martial Master used. I value free will more than anyone.”

As he spoke, Yu-jin drew out his manhood and pierced the Demonic Empress’s maidenhead in a single thrust.

“Aargh!”

Feeling true pain for the first time in a long while, the Demonic Empress couldn’t bear it and unknowingly let out a loud scream. However, Yu-jin paid no mind to her reaction and stared at their connection.

Her sparse hair, pressed flat against her skin, looked delicate. Around her swollen flesh, which barely contained his massive length, red blood had begun to seep out, trickling down her snow-white thighs.

“Take it out! I said, take it out! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you for sure!”

Watching the Demonic Empress’s wails, the three women were lost in a strange thought. They could guarantee it. Even the great Demonic Empress wouldn’t be able to resist for long.

“They all say that at first. But you must understand, Demonic Empress, that you are now my woman for life.”

Yu-jin kissed the Demonic Empress’s flushed, beautiful lips and spoke. Then he roughly rubbed his skin against hers, wanting to feel every part of her.

Her porcelain-smooth, snow-white skin, the resilient bounce of her breasts teasing his chest, the fragrance wafting from her delicate hair, the faint scent of sweat—everything heightened Yu-jin’s arousal even further.

And a short while later, the Demonic Empress completely crumbled.

* * *

Holding the manual for the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts, Yu-jin trembled involuntarily. The manual in his hands contained only the incantations for the first half of the art. The second half, essential for perfectly mastering the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts, was missing.

“What is this!”

Faced with yet another twist of fate, Yu-jin screamed in despair.

Primordial Chaos Divine Arts.

The first half allowed various mastered martial arts to coexist in harmony, while the second half completely unified them, multiplying their power manifold.

“To overcome the Heavenly Demon’s Asura Sword of World Annihilation, I must learn the second half of the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts…”

Yu-jin frantically searched the other areas. But the only thing here, where the Demonic Empress had been sitting, was the manual for the first half of the art.

Hoping there might be a hidden door or a secret chamber, Yu-jin meticulously ran his hands over the cave walls, but there was no such thing.

“No way…”

For a moment, Yu-jin felt as though the heavens were mocking him, and he collapsed to the ground. How else could something like this happen?

But he couldn’t just wallow in despair.

Yu-jin turned his head and spoke.

“So-un, has anyone else been here?”

The person Yu-jin questioned was the Demonic Empress, who had originally been here.

The Demonic Empress’s real name, which no one knew, was Han So-un. After surrendering to him, she had told him her name.

The other three women felt awkward seeing her like this, but Yu-jin wasn’t concerned. He had long known how to make women get along. What was important to him now was the second half of the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts manual.

“I don’t know the details. My memories after being subdued by that damned Heavenly Martial Master are faint.”

Among those who reached the Transformation or Profound Realm and lived for over a hundred years, their minds would erode as time went on.

No matter how strong their spirit, as long as they were bound by the constraints of being human, it was an inescapable fate.

If it was so for them, how much more so for the Heavenly Demon, who had lived for centuries? His body had become numb to most external stimuli.

Normally, So-un should have been the same, but her situation was different. Paradoxically, because the Heavenly Martial Master had suppressed her will, her mind had barely eroded. Perhaps that was why So-un was so honest with her emotions.

“I see. A pity.”

Yu-jin let out a sigh.

“Ah! I remember!”

At So-un’s cry, everyone’s gaze turned to her. So-un dredged up a memory, feeling a splitting headache.

“I don’t know how long ago it was. My memory is a jumble right now. But a man definitely came here. My memory cuts off after that, so I can’t tell you more. One thing is certain: he and I fought fiercely, and just before he died, he pulled some trick and escaped with only the manual.”

*Grind.*

Hearing So-un’s words, Yu-jin ground his teeth. What damn bastard had come to this deep mountain, untouched by hunters or herb-gatherers, and stolen the manual for the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts that only he should have known about?

‘But some things don’t make sense. When we came, the mechanisms were clearly activated for the first time. Does that mean that man came here without passing through the mechanisms and formations? Is that even possible?’

It might be for the Heavenly Martial Master, who created everything, but for anyone else, it was impossible.

The most likely candidate, the Heavenly Martial Master, had completely lost his physical body, and his very soul had been absorbed by Yu-jin, dissolving into his own without a trace.

This meant the person who took the second half of the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts was someone else entirely.

‘No, wait. There is someone like that, isn’t there?’

There was one person in the world who possessed such an ability. A legendary figure said to surpass even the Heavenly Demon in lightness skills.

A being who always stole whatever he set his mind on and proclaimed he would travel all over the Central Plains—the Shadowless One.

‘But I can’t be sure. And messing with the current Shadowless One is life-threatening.’

The title of Shadowless One was passed down through generations in a sect called the Shadowless Sect.

The Shadowless Sect was passed down from a single master to a single disciple. The master, the previous Shadowless One, would teach the disciple everything, pass on the title, and then retire comfortably with their accumulated wealth—a very romantic sect.

And in Yu-jin’s memory, the current Shadowless One was a figure in the Imperial Palace.

“What would happen if I went into the Imperial Palace now?”

“Wouldn’t you be branded a traitor and hunted by all the imperial guards and martial artists?”

It was an unwritten rule that the imperial court and the martial world did not interfere in each other’s domains, but invading the Imperial Palace was a different story.

Even the most powerful martial sects had to bow before the authority of the Imperial Palace.

And if Yu-jin were to actually invade the palace and get caught, the rest of his life would become very tiresome, just as Eun Seol-rin had said.

“What if my martial arts are incredibly strong?”

“The skills of the palace guards are also exceptional. And above all, the Phantom Emperor is guarding the palace, isn’t he?”

One of the Ten Great Heavenly Masters and the strongest shield of the Imperial Palace, Phantom Emperor Ju Yun.

He, along with ten thousand Embroidered Uniform Guards, five thousand Eastern Depot guards, and a hundred thousand soldiers, guarded the Imperial Palace, blocking all intruders at the source.

No matter how formidable Yu-jin was, infiltrating the palace would mean risking his life.

“Dammit.”

Against the Phantom Emperor alone, Yu-jin was confident he could win. But if other warriors attacked during the fight, he would be truly helpless.

He could use the other women to create a diversion, but he would never dream of putting them in danger.

In the end, Yu-jin decided to wait, burying the matter of the second half of the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts in his heart. In any case, just by learning the first half, the danger of his body exploding from conflicting energies would be gone.

“I got what I wanted. Let’s go.”

Yu-jin spoke in a drained tone. His steps were indeed lacking in energy. The women, sensing his mood, said nothing.

‘Sigh, I should be satisfied with getting So-un and the first half.’

Yu-jin tried to console himself.

* * *

A grand estate in Sichuan.

As a villa belonging to Wang On-myeong, the head of the Eastern Depot, its scale was immense.

He was usually too busy with work to visit, but he had come down this time for a rest.

However, the news that he possessed the Heavenly Jade, a rare gem bestowed by the Emperor, was more widespread than the fact of his presence at the estate.

The Heavenly Jade was a precious gem said to not only calm the mind and body of its possessor but also to help increase internal energy in a stable and rapid manner.

Wang On-myeong showed the Heavenly Jade to the numerous people who came to see him, flaunting it without reservation.

A few days after his arrival in Sichuan, one night, one side of the estate suddenly lit up, and an intense heat began to rise.