Chapter 38 – A Fateful Encounter (2)

“What an enchanting body. A body made for me. I’ll have a taste.”

Yu-jin reached out, his hand stroking the lush, glossy thicket nestled in the inner part of her sleek, well-developed, muscular thigh. The thicket parted, fully revealing the maiden’s petals.

The petals twitched and quivered, ceaselessly oozing a transparent fluid, a sight that couldn’t be more stimulating.

With one hand, Yu-jin caressed the area around her petals, while with the other, he lightly pinched the budding nipple on her firm breast.

“Haahhhng!”

Ja Ye-eun’s mind went blank at Yu-jin’s sudden caress. Before she knew it, the energy of the Yin-Yang Lust Arts had flowed through his hands and consumed her body.

Marveling once again at the power of the Yin-Yang Lust Arts, Yu-jin caressed Ja Ye-eun—not too fast, not too slow—heightening her pleasure.

“To think… something like this… exists…!”

Ja Ye-eun’s body writhed, and her nipples hardened like a man’s member. And from her petals, a far greater amount of transparent, sticky nectar poured out than before.

Yu-jin inserted his fingers into Ja Ye-eun’s now-aroused petals, which, as if in anticipation, wrapped around them and squeezed tightly.

Ja Ye-eun’s body was responding completely to Yu-jin, gradually surrendering to him.

“Shall we have a proper taste?”

With those words, Yu-jin licked Ja Ye-eun’s navel with his tongue, then slowly moved up to linger at her nipple. But only for a moment. After licking along the white line of her neck, Yu-jin was finally able to slide his tongue into Ja Ye-eun’s moist lips.

*Slurp! Slurp!*

Did the kiss hold some kind of magic? Ja Ye-eun felt an immense pleasure and ecstasy, incomparable to when she pleasured herself.

She no longer found it strange that Yu-jin was touching her body. She began to believe that her body had existed for him from the very beginning, accepting him even more.

‘I’ve completely captivated her.’

Realizing that the energy of the Yin-Yang Lust Arts had perfectly subjugated Ja Ye-eun, Yu-jin took off his pants and pushed his member toward her face.

Seeing a man’s member this close for the first time in her life, Ja Ye-eun unknowingly gulped, her body tensing up.

He took her hand, brought it to his member, and made her grasp it. Perhaps frightened by its massive presence, Ja Ye-eun frantically shook her head, but at Yu-jin’s urging, she had no choice but to grip it and move her hand.

*Splat!*

A tremendous amount of milky fluid struck Ja Ye-eun’s face.

“Ah!”

Covered in a man’s milky fluid for the first time, Ja Ye-eun was left speechless.

“Now, let’s do this properly.”

With those words, Yu-jin spread Ja Ye-eun’s legs again and aimed his member at her pink petals, which had never before been breached.

“Th-that place is…!”

Ja Ye-eun tried to cry out in protest, but it was too late. Yu-jin thrust his member forcefully inside.

“Aaaack!”

Ja Ye-eun screamed from the intense pain. It was nothing like when he had toyed with her using his fingers.

Yu-jin didn’t stop. He soon poured another stream of white, milky fluid inside her petals, then pulled her into his arms and lay down on the bed. Then, he whispered softly into her ear.

“You are now my woman.”

“Yes… Lord Yu-jin…”

Ja Ye-eun nodded at Yu-jin’s words. Yu-jin watched her with a satisfied smile. But the feeling didn’t last long.

*Flinch!*

A sudden, immense sense of unease made Yu-jin jolt up from his seat without thinking.

‘What is this feeling?’

Why was he feeling the same sensation he got when facing his father and clan head, Kang Yu-hyeon, here and now? He wanted to ignore it, but his keenly developed intuition kept sending warnings.

This was something he absolutely could not take lightly. Trusting his senses above all else, Yu-jin hurriedly got dressed.

[Ran!]

As soon as Yu-jin sent the telepathic message, Ran emerged from the shadows.

“Did you call, Master?”

“Take good care of this woman.”

At his words, Ran looked at the disheveled Ja Ye-eun and nodded. Yu-jin’s command was absolute, never to be disobeyed.

“Understood.”

Ran nodded, and Yu-jin hastily shot out a powerful wave of energy to warn the others.

The energy was so intense that most of the warriors in the Cheonsan Lee Clan felt it and rushed out of their rooms.

The first to emerge was Na Ye-jin, who looked at Yu-jin with a puzzled expression.

[Ye-jin, warn them for me! Something is here!]

Yu-jin’s reputation was not yet great enough to handle such a major event, so he had no choice but to ask Na Ye-jin.

Na Ye-jin nodded as if it were a matter of course and warned the approaching warriors.

“I have sensed something. Everyone, be on your guard!”

As she had reached the Transformation Realm, everyone accepted her words and gripped their beloved weapons.

* * *

Dozens of men were watching the Cheonsan Lee Clan’s estate in Lanzhou, Gansu. Every one of them carried a blood-red longsword. These were the men of the Blood Sword Brigade who had recently broken through the gates of the Cheonsan Lee Clan.

The men of the Blood Sword Brigade, who believed they feared nothing, now stood in silence.

The same was true for the leader of the Blood Sword Brigade, the Sword Demon Hwa Sa-gang. The reason they, members of the world-renowned Blood Sword Brigade, stood so quietly was because of the man standing before them.

“So there is something here.”

The man who seemed to carry all the darkness of the world, the Heavenly Demon, muttered as he looked at the Cheonsan Lee Clan’s estate, which had been wrecked by his battle with the Hegemon Heaven Saber Emperor.

Someone other than the Hegemon Heaven Saber Emperor was unsettling his mind. To make him feel this displeased was something no one in the world could do.

“Who are you? The one hiding in the Cheonsan Lee Clan.”

The Heavenly Demon muttered in a low tone, his gaze fixed on the clan estate.

“There is no better way than to see for myself. Everyone, attack.”

“We obey the Heavenly Demon’s command!”

The men of the Blood Sword Brigade, their crimson robes fluttering as if stained with blood, dropped to one knee and shouted loudly.

Their blood-soaked robes billowed as they launched themselves forward. The Demonic Cult’s strongest fighting force, which always brought about a blood-soaked tragedy, was about to attack the Cheonsan Lee Clan’s estate once again.

“I wonder if they can win.”

With Lee Hwan fallen, they should have been more than enough to handle the Cheonsan Lee Clan, but the Heavenly Demon couldn’t think so.

“Reveal yourself, you who are hiding.”

The Heavenly Demon muttered softly, glaring at the Cheonsan Lee Clan with cold eyes.

* * *

“Father… what should I do?”

Lee Hye-yeon murmured, clutching the hand of the pale-faced Lee Hwan lying in bed. Not only had Lee Hwan and Lee Ye-hwan fallen, but numerous elders of the clan had also lost their lives, leaving her to shoulder the burden of the devastated clan alone.

The Cheonsan Lee Clan was too heavy a burden for her, a girl still in her late teens.

“Father… please, wake up soon…”

Lee Hye-yeon pleaded pitifully, but Lee Hwan’s eyes remained closed. In the end, tears streamed down her face against her will.

*Kwooo!*

“What is this presence!”

Feeling the immense presence, Lee Hye-yeon was startled. But she immediately realized it was a warning and grabbed the sword beside her.

“I’ll be back, Father.”

She tried to sound resolute, but her heart was in turmoil.

Lee Hye-yeon forced herself to move and hurried out of the room. And so, she did not see it. She did not see Lee Hwan’s form twitch slightly in response to the powerful presence.

* * *

The warriors, who were thoroughly surveying their surroundings due to Na Ye-jin’s warning, soon saw figures approaching, blood-red swords on their backs and blood-red robes fluttering in the wind.

“Th-the Blood Sword Brigade!”

The Demonic Cult’s strongest fighting unit, which had completely shattered the gates of the Cheonsan Lee Clan just a short while ago. The only survivor of that fierce battle was the young master of the Cheonsan Lee Clan, Lee Ye-hwan.

But even he, the sole survivor, was now suffering from severe internal injuries and had not regained consciousness. What was even more terrifying was that despite such a fierce battle, not a single one of them had died.

However, each and every one of them was powerful enough to be considered close to the pinnacle of the Transformation Realm, and through a slight application of the Great Art of the Living Undead, their bodies were capable of regeneration.

With eighty such warriors gathered, there was nothing they couldn’t do. The masters of the Guardian Hall and the Saber Fiend Lee Wu-seong were nearly their equals, but their numbers were too few, and they couldn’t handle the regeneration, ultimately failing to avoid annihilation. The fact that Lee Wu-seong managed to save Lee Ye-hwan meant he had fulfilled his duty.

‘This is a bit dangerous.’

Among those facing the Blood Sword Brigade, the number of fully capable warriors from the Cheonsan Lee Clan, including Yu-jin’s group, did not exceed fifty.

With great chaos erupting on all sides, Lee Hye-yeon had no choice but to dispatch warriors to stabilize the situation.

The forces she had sent out constituted about half of the Cheonsan Lee Clan’s original strength. And having lost about thirty percent of their power in the fierce battle, there were hardly any warriors left at the main house of the Cheonsan Lee Clan.

‘Dangerous, very dangerous.’

Yu-jin couldn’t help but frown. The situation was too unfavorable. Just then, a woman’s voice reached his ears.

“To think… they would attack… again…”

Having never imagined the Western Heaven Demonic Cult would attack again, Lee Hye-yeon stared blankly at the approaching demons of the Blood Sword Brigade.

“Get a grip!”

Startled by the shout, Lee Hye-yeon turned to look at the speaker. It was Yu-jin, standing there exuding a powerful aura. He couldn’t stand her pathetic state.

“The Hegemon Heaven Saber Emperor would never lose his dignity, no matter the crisis. Show them the authority of the sole daughter of the Cheonsan Lee Clan!”

At Yu-jin’s words, Lee Hye-yeon instinctively looked at the warriors of the Cheonsan Lee Clan. They were all looking at her with anxious eyes.

Seeing this, Lee Hye-yeon recalled her father. His image of facing any ordeal with unyielding dignity.

“Hoo.”

As if realizing something, Lee Hye-yeon took a deep breath and shouted loudly.

“These insolent villains who don’t know their place dare to invade our home again! Let us show them once more why the saber arts of the Cheonsan Lee Clan are the greatest in the martial world!”

“Waaaaaah!”

Their morale restored by Lee Hye-yeon’s words, the warriors of the Cheonsan Lee Clan roared in response. But Yu-jin’s expression was not so bright.

[Seol-rin.]

[Yes.]

Eun Seol-rin answered Yu-jin’s telepathic message immediately.

[Depending on the situation, you help too. This is not looking good.]

[Understood, Master.]