Chapter 122 – Revenge, and a Trap (4)

Yu-jin covered the exhausted Je-gal Min with a blanket and went outside. The night was already deep, and many were asleep.

As Yu-jin wandered the safe house alone, he suddenly stopped.

“You can show yourself now. You’ve been bothering me for a while, and I can’t stand it any longer.”

At Yu-jin’s words, a masked figure appeared. Yu-jin couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile. The figure’s concealment technique was clumsy, and they didn’t know how to hide their presence.

This meant they were not a professional assassin or thief. Moreover, only their face was covered, not their body, revealing that the figure possessed a stunning physique.

“It seems you’ve come to ambush me, but with your skills, you couldn’t even leave a scratch on me. You should leave.”

Having just embraced the last of the Five Phoenixes, Yu-jin decided to show some generosity. He found himself admiring his own mercy.

However, the woman did not flee at his words. Instead, she aimed a dagger at him, her will to kill him clear.

Yu-jin could only sigh at the sight. It was absurd that a woman weaker than his own handmaidens was targeting him.

*Fwoosh!*

Regardless, the woman lunged at Yu-jin, and he caught her wrist.

“Ugh!”

But the woman stifled her groan and immediately swung the dagger in her other hand. Again, Yu-jin caught her attacking wrist with his other hand. With both arms restrained, the woman now kicked out with all her might, aiming for Yu-jin’s precious parts.

Even the great Yu-jin couldn’t help but be startled by this attack. He quickly pushed the woman away, and her foot cut through the empty air.

“This is a bit hard to forgive.”

Facing such a fatal(?) attack, Yu-jin suppressed his rising anger and spoke. The masked woman threw her daggers at him, but Yu-jin flicked them all away with his fingers.

Only then did the woman seem to realize she was no match for him and tried to flee, but Yu-jin had already changed his mind.

Yu-jin used his lightness skill and easily caught the woman. He forcefully removed her mask, revealing the face of a beautiful woman in her mid-thirties.

“Who are you?”

Yu-jin asked, puzzled. She wasn’t the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but she was truly lovely. However, her eyes, as she looked at him, were filled with hatred and rage.

It clearly meant she held a grudge against him. Of course, Yu-jin, who didn’t care how others saw him, began to ponder how to deal with her.

Yu-jin first subdued and carried her back to his room. He pressed a vital point on the sleeping Je-gal Min to ensure she wouldn’t wake up, and even set up a sound-dampening barrier to completely prevent the situation from being discovered.

“I asked who you are. If you don’t answer, I will take you right here and now. From the looks of it, you seem to be a married woman.”

At Yu-jin’s words, the woman’s face turned pale. But her hatred for him seemed to grow even stronger. Yu-jin released only the pressure point that sealed her voice and looked at her.

“Didn’t you destroy my husband, my family, and my clan! I can see them, the grieving spirits clinging to your back!”

Hearing her cry, Yu-jin roughly understood the situation and chuckled. The woman was clearly a member of the Neung Clan.

He didn’t know whose wife she was, but he guessed she was probably Neung Sa-un’s.

It was a thought filled with prejudice—that no one less than a man of his stature could have such a beautiful woman—but this time, Yu-jin’s guess was correct.

The woman’s name was Baek Un-hye. She was the wife of Neung Sa-un, the master of the Neung Clan, and a virtuous wife who had supported her husband well.

Although her martial arts were not exceptional for a martial artist, she had proudly proven herself as the mistress of the Neung Clan and was highly respected by its people.

“So you’re from the Neung Clan. What’s your name?”

“I have no name to give a bastard like you!”

As Baek Un-hye shouted, Yu-jin casually reached out and tore off her top and undergarments, instantly baring her upper body.

But the fire in Baek Un-hye’s eyes did not die. If anything, her hatred and anger toward Yu-jin burned even brighter. It was clear how much she despised the man who had made her lose everything.

“The people of the Neung Clan only paid the price for their sins. How could you, as people of the Central Plains before being martial artists, even think of joining hands with the forces of the Western Regions?”

“You people are always like this! You monopolize all the power and prevent other factions from ever gaining any real strength! The martial artists of the Western Regions promised us power! Power so great we would no longer have to suffer because of our martial arts! People of the Central Plains also risk their lives for fortuitous encounters and stop at nothing to become stronger, so why must we alone be annihilated!”

Baek Un-hye cried out as if coughing up blood. Of course, Yu-jin could understand her feelings. For the past few decades, the martial world had been relatively peaceful, and because of that, it had become structurally rigid.

Whenever a fortuitous opportunity arose, the major powers would dispatch warriors to prevent others from claiming it, and they constantly recruited wandering masters.

As a result, the situation had deteriorated to the point where small and medium-sized sects could no longer hope to rise, unless an extraordinary genius emerged from within their own ranks.

That was why so many small and medium-sized sects had been swayed by the Western Regions’ offer to provide their martial arts.

“And? Did you think I would sympathize with your thoughts and let you kill me?”

Yu-jin said to Baek Un-hye with a smirk. He understood the situation. As martial artists, it was natural for them to feel anxiety and dissatisfaction.

But the world doesn’t care about such things. Whatever their circumstances, they had committed a crime, and Yu-jin was simply eliminating those who had sinned.

And Yu-jin didn’t like people who took their frustrations out on him for no reason.

“Yii! I will avenge my husband!”

Baek Un-hye grew even more furious at his words.

“You know it’s impossible, don’t you?”

The gap in skill between her and Yu-jin was one that could not be overturned even if the world ended a hundred times. But Baek Un-hye laughed coldly and shouted.

“If I can’t kill you, my son will!”

At the mention of a son, Yu-jin pushed Baek Un-hye down, climbed on top of her, and met her gaze.

For some reason, Baek Un-hye felt as if she were being drawn into his gaze and turned her head away.

Just then, Yu-jin gave a sinister smile and whispered in her ear.

“Your clan’s martial arts can’t kill me. The same goes for the arts of the Western Regions.”

It was impossible to kill Yu-jin, who had surpassed even the typical Profound Realm, by learning the ordinary martial arts of the Neung Clan or the slightly stronger arts of the Western Regions.

Baek Un-hye couldn’t have been unaware of this fact. But even so, she intended to kill Yu-jin with her son.

She had failed here, but she believed her son would surely succeed. Even if it was a futile belief, she had no choice but to believe it.

“Do you want power? The power to kill me?”

Yu-jin whispered like a devil as he released her pressure points. Even though she was freed, Baek Un-hye’s body flinched involuntarily in response to his seductive voice. She wanted to resist, but she simply couldn’t.

Yu-jin continued to speak.

“I will give your son the power to kill me.”

“W-Why?”

It was a statement that made no sense, so she had no choice but to ask.

Yu-jin’s sinister smile widened as he answered.

“Of course, I’m not offering this power without a price. You must pay a price worthy of the power I give. Ah, you need not doubt my power. I will certainly give your son great strength. This is a promise I make as the Divine Sword Dragon.”

Yu-jin’s sweet voice constantly shook Baek Un-hye’s reason.

“What is the price?”

And so, Baek Un-hye asked without realizing it, and the sinister smile on Yu-jin’s lips deepened.

“Your body.”

“W-What did you say!”

Baek Un-hye stared at Yu-jin in horror. He then moved off her and stood on the floor.

Yu-jin slowly began to circulate the Golden Wheel Heavenly Aura. Ten golden wheels formed in the room, and Baek Un-hye felt herself mesmerized by their intense radiance.

“A great power that allows one to control a total of one hundred and eight auras when mastered. This is the martial art I will give to you, for your son to learn. It is an incredible art that you could never hope to obtain on your own.”

Currently, there were not many martial arts in the small and medium-sized sects that could even reach the stage of producing an aura. The sects that possessed arts allowing the use of auras were far stronger than most minor sects, and even the major sects did not disregard them.

To say nothing of a martial art that could control one hundred and eight auras—it was an art Baek Un-hye could never obtain. That was why her heart was shaken even more.

“Why would you give me a martial art that could be used to kill you?”

Yu-jin only smiled at Baek Un-hye’s question, not answering. In any case, she had no choice. Having been captured by him, she was as good as dead, and she was in a position where she had to accept his offer of the martial art.

In the end, she nodded. She had agreed to give herself to her enemy. It was the love of a mother, worried about her son’s future.

A mother’s love that wished for her son to grow up safely and become a master stronger than anyone else, even if she herself were defiled.

* * *

Both of her breasts were fully exposed before Yu-jin, her nipples covered in his saliva.

Her lower body, well-toned by martial arts and completely uncovered, was also starkly revealed to him.

Baek Un-hye gritted her teeth at the reality of showing her naked body to an unfamiliar man—her own enemy, no less.

Yu-jin’s hand reached for the impressive dark thicket on the lower abdomen of the prey lying before him.

He caressed and toyed with it, as if enjoying the texture. Then, his fingers stopped at the small nub.

It was a spot that, when teased, would make any woman, no matter how iron-willed, ultimately surrender.

“That place…”

Even for Baek Un-hye, as long as she possessed a woman’s body, it was a place from which escape was difficult.

For a woman of her age, who was already familiar with sexual ecstasy, it held a decisive meaning. So she resisted, but Yu-jin’s fingers had already begun to move.

“Ahhhhn! Haaaang!”

Baek Un-hye’s body was sweetly accepting the pleasure generated by the stimulation of his fingers.

And Yu-jin could clearly see her responding to the stimulation, secreting her fluid.

Yu-jin chuckled and tried to kiss her. But perhaps she could give her body but not her lips, as Baek Un-hye hastily turned her head away.

Of course, that was not enough to refuse him.

In the end, her lips were taken by force, and she was made to swallow his saliva.

‘Why is this happening… Why…’

Baek Un-hye could not hide her bewilderment as she felt her body growing aroused by Yu-jin’s touch. Unaware of the power of the Yin-Yang Lust Arts he practiced, she could only resent her own body for heating up at her enemy’s touch.

“Surely you’re not getting excited at your enemy’s touch?”

Yu-jin whispered in her ear as he kneaded her buttocks.

Baek Un-hye found herself completely surrendering her buttocks to him. She had unknowingly tensed them.

Just then, Yu-jin spread her legs and gazed at the dark, fragrant forest and the flower petals hidden within. He pushed his member straight into her petals.

“Hnnghaaa! Haaaang!”

Fiercely pierced by Yu-jin, Baek Un-hye’s body trembled ceaselessly.

“No! No!”

Baek Un-hye felt her mind go blank as she reached her climax. She had been aroused by her enemy’s hands and had reached her peak through their union.

Yu-jin, too, did not hold back and emptied all of his desire deep inside her. At the same time, the Yin-Yang Lust Arts took control of her entire body.

‘It’s over.’