Chapter 106 – Heavenly Dragon Brigade (1)

Without realizing it, Hwa Un-wol tightened her inner muscles, fiercely gripping Yu-jin’s member as it poured its white seed into her.

As Yu-jin’s hot essence erupted deep inside her, Hwa Un-wol wrapped her arms tightly around his body.

Leaving his member buried deep within her folds, Yu-jin pulled Hwa Un-wol closer. She fell right into his embrace, letting out a deep breath.

“Yu-jin… Now, I too…”

Na Ye-jin spoke as she approached Yu-jin. Aroused by the sight of him and Hwa Un-wol, a clear fluid was dripping from her flower.

Yu-jin’s hand slid past her sleek leg and vanished beneath her skirt.

“Haaaahng!”

Na Ye-jin felt her mind go blank. She could feel the nectar that had begun to flow again, overflowing to the point of not just soaking her mound but drenching Yu-jin’s hand as well.

Now, Yu-jin carefully traced the slickness, pinpointing the pearl hidden deep within her folds and beginning to gently rub it with his thumb and middle finger.

“If you were this worked up, you should have joined in sooner.”

The nectar Ye-jin produced served as a lubricant, making Yu-jin’s movements even smoother. This time, his longest finger invaded the depths of her flower.

“Haak! Ahhhng…”

Deep within her flesh, a warm welcome greeted his finger as her inner walls wrapped around his entire middle finger, sending a steady pulse against it.

“I’m glad you’re reacting like this.”

Every whispered word he spoke stimulated her senses, sending a shiver deep into Ye-jin’s body.

“Aahng, aahng, haah, haah…”

Already reaching a light orgasm from his hand alone, Na Ye-jin’s excited reactions were watched closely by Yu-jin as he continued his violation of her secret place before pulling her full hips toward him.

His member rested against her thigh from between her legs. Holding her from behind, Yu-jin used one hand to tease her erect nipple while the other moved within the hidden space beneath her skirt.

“Yu-jin! Yu-jin! Haaaaahng!”

Below, Na Ye-jin was being diligently penetrated by his index and middle fingers while his thumb simultaneously rubbed the most sensitive nub of her lower body. To top it off, the stiff peak of her breast above was also being toyed with.

“Aahng, haak.”

As the woman moaned in his embrace, the sound of splashing liquid could be heard against the fabric of her skirt from deep within her.

The climax continued, so intense it felt as if her body was floating, making it difficult for Na Ye-jin to remain held. Her nectar had already flowed enough to soak Yu-jin’s entire hand, drenching her thighs and the carriage floor.

“It’s as if you wet yourself.”

Though she hadn’t actually done so, the amount of fluid she had released was just that copious. Na Ye-jin blushed with a mix of shame and pleasure, burying her face in Yu-jin’s chest.

Yu-jin chuckled softly and slid his massive, reawakened member into her flower.

“Haaaaahng!”

Na Ye-jin let out another cry, wrapping her arms tightly around Yu-jin’s neck.

Hwa Un-wol, who had been lost in the afterglow of her climax, managed to sit up and began to lick where Yu-jin and Na Ye-jin were joined, causing Na Ye-jin to cling to him even more tightly.

And so, Yu-jin continued to toy with the women until they arrived at the Martial Alliance headquarters, bringing them to climax again and again until they were completely spent.

* * *

“Hah, what a handsome couple.”

Jang-sam, the owner of the carriage Yu-jin and the women had ridden in, smacked his lips as he watched Yu-jin’s party walk toward the Martial Alliance headquarters.

How happy must he be, to be with such beautiful women?

Jang-sam sighed, thinking of his own battle-ax of a wife.

But work came first. Opening the carriage door to clean up, Jang-sam was taken completely by surprise.

“What is this smell?”

A pungent, fishy odor assaulted his nose.

“Good heavens! What is all this?”

Jang-sam stared blankly at the enormous puddle of liquid pooled on the floor. The smell and the sight were identical to what was left after he made love to his wife.

* * *

Kang Yu-jin was now the most famous among the rising generation of martial artists. Not only had he defeated nearly half of the Eight Dragons to reach the pinnacle himself, but he had also played a major role in capturing the Mad Demonic King alongside the Moon Empress, the masters of the Mount Hua Sect, and the experts from Yunnan.

No other rising star had ever made such a name for themselves in such a short time, but Yu-jin was different.

The people welcomed the emergence of such a young hero.

However, the fact that he was to marry Princess Ju Yun-hui was not yet widely known. The emperor had made sure to keep it under wraps.

“This is a bit much.”

Numerous martial artists had stopped to get a look at Yu-jin. Needing to maintain a good image with the people of the martial world, Yu-jin had no choice but to glance at the two women beside him.

With a nod, the two women began to release their auras, and the crowd instantly parted. They had realized that the women next to Yu-jin were the Sword Empress and the Moon Empress.

“Incredible…”

The people now looked at Yu-jin with even greater admiration. The Sword Empress and the Moon Empress were martial artists who stood at the absolute peak of the martial world.

That such figures acknowledged Yu-jin and accompanied him made it impossible not to look at him with envy.

Of course, no one imagined the intimate relationship Yu-jin shared with them.

‘I wonder what their reaction would be if they knew?’

Yu-jin smiled in amusement.

It was then.

“Young Master!”

A voice familiar to Yu-jin. He turned his head toward its source.

There, a beautiful woman was rushing toward him.

An even brighter smile spread across Yu-jin’s lips.

“Hwa-rin!”

The woman who had called out to him was none other than his first fiancée, Namgung Hwa-rin. She stopped before him with incredible speed.

No words came from Yu-jin’s lips as he looked at her. Nor did any words come from Namgung Hwa-rin. For a long moment, the two simply gazed at each other.

It wasn’t because they had nothing to say. It was because they had so much to say that they didn’t know where to begin.

But a common smile graced both their lips. Slowly approaching one another, the two finally embraced tightly.

“Young Master… I… missed you…”

“I missed you too, Hwa-rin.”

Yu-jin gently wrapped his arm around Namgung Hwa-rin’s waist and looked down at her.

The first thing he noticed was her hair. Abundant and black as lacquer, it always carried a subtle fragrance. Then, his eyes met Namgung Hwa-rin’s.

Her glossy, black eyes and her full, red lips came into his view. Under Yu-jin’s gaze, a faint blush rose on Namgung Hwa-rin’s cheeks. The man she hadn’t seen in so long was still as handsome as ever.

“Oh?”

Yu-jin soon smiled as he felt familiar energies. They were all people he knew.

[I will join them. I can’t go with you all anyway.]

Even if Yu-jin was the most outstanding of the rising generation, his reputation still fell short of the Sword Empress or the Moon Empress.

From the beginning, Yu-jin had known that they couldn’t travel together for much longer, so he was able to let them go without hesitation.

Na Ye-jin and Hwa Un-wol nodded and headed in a different direction.

After seeing them off with his eyes, Yu-jin turned to look at the rising martial artists approaching him.

Jin Won-ho of Shaolin, Yong Cheon-hwi of Wudang, Ja Ye-eun of the Emei Sect, and Ma Un-hui of the Sword Pavilion were the first he saw.

Then came Namgung Hwa-rin’s older brother, Namgung Hwi, followed by Mo Yong-jin, Paeng Won-jun, Dang Ga-hee, Dang Geon-woo, and Je-gal Min.

‘They’ve all improved a lot.’

They had all clearly developed since the martial arts tournament. Just like Paeng Won-jun, whom he had seen recently.

Yu-jin first approached Dang Ga-hee and Dang Geon-woo, clasping his hands and bowing his head.

“I heard about your esteemed elder. He and those who remained with him surely taught them the spirit of the Sichuan martial artists.”

At Yu-jin’s words, tears welled up slightly in the eyes of Dang Ga-hee and Dang Geon-woo.

The two had been at the Martial Alliance headquarters before the Western Tibetan martial world invaded the Central Plains, so they hadn’t even seen the last moments of Dang Jin-hak.

All they could do was weep upon hearing the news from their uncle, Dang Jin-un.

“We will surely take our revenge on the Western Tibetan martial artists.”

At Yu-jin’s words, all the rising stars around him radiated a powerful fighting spirit.

Yu-jin nodded in satisfaction as the other young members of the Eight Dragons and Five Phoenixes exuded strong killing intent at his words. This was how they needed to be.

‘It makes things easier for me, too.’

Although things had deviated from the original story, Yu-jin thought it hadn’t strayed too far yet.

If the future he knew was correct, the Martial Alliance would surely form a brigade composed of young masters and a few experienced, highly reputable experts.

After all, the achievements of young heroes had a great impact on boosting the morale of other martial artists.

“Brother Kang, you were too much last time. Leaving so quickly like that.”

Paeng Won-jun said with a smile as he approached. He had thought himself much stronger, yet he had been thoroughly beaten by Yu-jin.

“I was busy at the time, I couldn’t help it.”

“Did something happen?”

Je-gal Min, who was listening nearby, asked with a curious expression, and Paeng Won-jun nodded.

“There were some brats near Beijing who angered Brother Kang. They had a connection to me, so to save them, I offered to take Brother Kang’s anger myself. Well, my declaration was grand, but I got completely crushed right after.”

At Paeng Won-jun’s words, the women looked at Yu-jin with admiration and respect, while the men sighed, realizing the gap between them and Yu-jin was still vast.

“It wasn’t a complete crushing. I was genuinely surprised by how much Brother Paeng’s skills had improved.”

Yu-jin lied without batting an eye.

“Won’t you have a sparring match with me as well, after so long?”

Namgung Hwi asked Yu-jin, his face full of confidence. Whether it was from being personally taught by the Thunder Sword Emperor or just greatly influenced by him, Namgung Hwi was already on the verge of the Transformation Realm.

Then again, it was unlikely that the teachings of an absolute master would be ordinary.

‘Kids these days really grow up so fast.’

Yu-jin thought as he looked around. He then realized that two people who should be here were missing.

“Where are Yong-hoon and So-hee?”

“Yong-hoon and the other disciples of the True Dragon Sword Clan are all elsewhere. The head of the True Dragon Sword Clan summoned them separately. Speaking of which, shouldn’t you be going too, Brother Kang?”

At Namgung Hwi’s words, Yu-jin let out a deep sigh. He didn’t want to see his ‘father’ right now, but he had no choice.