Chapter 43 – Led by the Nose (2)

After embracing Eun Seol-rin, Ran, and even the four handmaidens, Yu-jin finally felt his body refreshed.

“The Yin-Yang Lust Arts truly are the greatest of all techniques.”

The speed at which he could replenish his internal energy by embracing a woman was so much faster than circulating it himself, a testament to the incredible power of the Yin-Yang Lust Arts.

Moreover, it didn’t just supplement his internal energy; it increased its total volume, making it a dream technique for any martial artist.

“But even the internal energy I’ve gathered this way was not enough against the Heavenly Demon.”

The Heavenly Demon’s demonic energy was, quite literally, infinite. Its sheer volume, like an ocean that never ran dry no matter how much was used, was truly terrifying. And his martial arts, too, surpassed Yu-jin’s.

“This isn’t enough. If I face the Heavenly Demon again, I’ll surely die. Fortunately, I still have room to grow.”

Though it was called the Nine Heavens Divine Demonic Arts, Yu-jin had only perfected six of the techniques. Three of them remained completely unmastered.

It wasn’t that Yu-jin lacked the skill; mastering the remaining three required special items, and he hadn’t bothered to acquire them. But he no longer had that luxury.

“I will perfect the Nine Heavens Divine Demonic Arts. And then, I will surpass the Heavenly Demon.”

Yu-jin resolved to once again seek out the hidden fortunes of the world. Just then, he sensed a presence approaching and turned.

Lee Hye-yeon was standing there. For some reason, she looked exhausted, which puzzled him. But given the current situation, it wasn’t entirely incomprehensible.

“Young Master Kang, could you spare a moment?”

“Of course.”

Yu-jin replied with a smile and headed to Lee Hye-yeon’s room. After closing the door, she stared at him coldly and spoke.

“Young Master Kang. I am disappointed. To take another woman while you have a fiancée. To do so while your fiancée is sleeping, no less… it is a shameless act.”

After agonizing all day over whether to tell Namgung Hwa-rin the truth, she had decided to rebuke Yu-jin herself. From her perspective, his actions were the epitome of shamelessness.

‘Do I really have to marry a man like this?’

With that thought, Lee Hye-yeon spoke again.

“A woman like Lady Namgung Hwa-rin is too good for someone like you. I will inform her of this immediately and ensure you never approach her again.”

Watching Lee Hye-yeon threaten him in her icy tone, Yu-jin smirked and opened his mouth.

“Tell her.”

“What?”

Never expecting such a confident response, Lee Hye-yeon stared at him with bewildered eyes. Still smiling, Yu-jin spoke again.

“I said, tell her. It won’t cause any problems.”

“What nonsense is this!”

How could it not be a problem for a man to brazenly embrace other women before he was even married to his betrothed?

Unfortunately for Lee Hye-yeon, the truth was that nothing would happen even if she told.

Once consumed by the energy of the Yin-Yang Lust Arts, one could never escape Yu-jin’s embrace.

Even if Namgung Hwa-rin were to witness Yu-jin making love to many other women, she would feel no anger toward him. If anything, she would rush to him, craving pleasure.

‘Of course, it would be a problem if the Namgung Clan or others found out.’

He was now the Divine Sword Dragon, known as the strongest of the Eight Dragons. If it became known that he was involved with numerous women while engaged to Namgung Hwa-rin, he would undoubtedly face moral condemnation.

The ideal young master people admired was one with profound martial arts, a beautiful fiancée, and a commitment to justice.

No one wanted that young master to be someone who touched every pretty woman he saw.

‘Well, as long as I don’t get caught.’

Thinking this, Yu-jin stepped toward Lee Hye-yeon.

“Actually, Hwa-rin probably already suspects that I embrace other women. But she says nothing to me. She is simply grateful when I come to her and enjoys the moment. Aren’t you curious why?”

As he approached, Yu-jin reached out to caress her face. Lee Hye-yeon immediately slapped his hand away and spoke.

“I’m not interested. Now, would you please leave my room?”

Lee Hye-yeon glared at him coldly, but Yu-jin simply overpowered her, forcing her down onto the bed.

“Wh-what is the meaning of this!”

Lee Hye-yeon screamed and struggled, but she was no match for Yu-jin’s strength. He had already set up an energy barrier upon entering the room, allowing him to lay his hands on her without hesitation.

Of course, the Hegemon Heaven Saber Emperor, Lee Hwan, could have pierced the barrier to save his daughter, but Yu-jin knew well that he would not move.

‘Sealing the deal like this will probably put his mind at ease.’

Naturally, if he were to do this and not marry Lee Hye-yeon, he would find himself hunted by the greatest saber master in the world. But Yu-jin prided himself on being a man of his word.

“Stop! I will tell my father!”

“Tell him, if you can.”

Yu-jin replied lightly and tore her clothes. This wasn’t normally his style, but he couldn’t let a woman who threatened him go unpunished.

Besides, they were to be married soon. It wouldn’t do for her to look down on her husband, would it? Having thus brainwashed himself, Yu-jin clutched Lee Hye-yeon’s breast, revealed through the torn fabric.

“No!”

Lee Hye-yeon continued to resist, knowing it was futile. But Yu-jin paid her no mind and tore off her lower garments as well. Almost completely naked, Lee Hye-yeon’s form was truly beautiful.

“This won’t take long.”

Yu-jin pinned both of Lee Hye-yeon’s hands, climbed on top of her, and slowly pressed his lips against hers.

“Stop… please stop…”

Her lips were stolen, and her voice came out as barely a whisper. Only when she was struggling to breathe did their lips finally part.

Hye-yeon gasped for air, and in that instant, Yu-jin’s tongue invaded her mouth.

“Mmph…!”

Hye-yeon let out a muffled sound, desperately resisting to prevent his lips from intruding further.

But as his tongue delved deeper and she felt his saliva flow into her mouth, the shock of being defiled made her lose the will to resist.

Sensing this with an animalistic instinct, Yu-jin sucked and pulled at her tongue. As it was drawn in forcefully, Hye-yeon’s own saliva was drawn out.

Then, Yu-jin sent his own saliva flowing in, and the breathless Hye-yeon had no choice but to swallow it with a gulp.

Their saliva mingled between them, filling both their bodies.

‘I didn’t want it to be like this…’

It was true she felt contempt for Yu-jin, but she had never intended to refuse the marriage. For the sake of her clan, she had to marry him.

But Lee Hye-yeon had not wanted her precious first experience to be like this, and tears finally fell. They streamed from her eyes, tracing paths down her cheeks. Yu-jin slowly embraced her and helped her sit up.

“My lady, I didn’t want to be rough either.”

The sight of Yu-jin speaking so shamelessly after his violent act was utterly despicable. But in that moment, Hye-yeon realized with certainty that she could never escape this man’s embrace.

“I love you.”

Yu-jin whispered, his mouth tracing a path from her earlobe to the nape of her neck, while his hand kneaded her breast.

His other hand slipped down to her lower abdomen, beginning to play with her warm, moist valley.

Under Yu-jin’s touch, which seemed to know all her sensitive spots, Hye-yeon felt her body growing wet.

Yu-jin’s skill was too intense for a virgin like her to endure.

‘No… no… no…’

Even in that state, her mind staunchly rejected the sensations. The body’s reactions were seeping into her consciousness, threatening to corrupt its master, but Hye-yeon resisted, determined not to give her heart.

However, Yu-jin knew it was only a matter of time before she broke.

“Now, here I come.”

Yu-jin drew upon his Yin-Yang Lust Arts as he lowered his trousers. He then thrust his exposed member into Lee Hye-yeon’s body.

“Aaaah!”

The membrane symbolizing her purity tore, and blood flowed. The immense pain made Lee Hye-yeon scream, but she was acutely aware that she was being violated by Yu-jin.

And as Yu-jin’s hips slowed their movement, Hye-yeon felt a tickling sensation spread from deep within her.

The energy of Yu-jin’s Yin-Yang Lust Arts had begun to consume her body.

The feeling was something Hye-yeon had never experienced before, and it had a power that drew her in.

“Haaah… haaaahng!”

Pierced relentlessly by Yu-jin, Hye-yeon’s body tossed and turned like a small boat caught in a storm.

“No… no… no…”

Hye-yeon shook her head, repeating the words like a mantra. She wanted to reject the languid sensation spreading through her body like a heat haze. But once ensnared by the energy of the Yin-Yang Lust Arts, she no longer had the strength to resist.

Yu-jin unleashed all his desire deep inside Lee Hye-yeon’s body.

“Kyaaaah!”

Reaching her climax at the same moment Yu-jin released his desire, Hye-yeon felt a bizarre sensation that was neither pleasure nor pain.

“Hye-yeon, you are my woman now.”

Yu-jin brought his lips to her ear and whispered. Hye-yeon offered no reply, simply turning her head and parting her lips to accept his tongue.

Her pale, now limp arms wrapped around Yu-jin’s neck, pulling the man’s pliant tongue into her mouth.

‘The Yin-Yang Lust Arts really are the best.’

In this area, Yu-jin was confident he was superior even to the Heavenly Demon.

Though Lee Hye-yeon had resisted fiercely at first, as time passed, she succumbed to him, and in the end, she had become completely his woman.

Yu-jin was satisfied, having obtained the pure internal energy of a virgin. But when he left the room and headed for his own, he saw Lee Hwan standing there with a sly smile.

“It seems our transaction has been more or less sealed. You seem to have things to do, so we’ll postpone the wedding for now. I need to reorganize the Cheonsan Lee Clan, and it will take time to speak with the Namgung Clan as well.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

Lee Hwan nodded at Yu-jin’s words, his expression turning serious as he looked at him and spoke again.

“From what I can see, you’re not the type to be satisfied with just one woman. It’s like looking at a young Kang Yu-hyeon. Like father, like son, I suppose.”

Unlike Namgung Ok or Lee Hwan, who were devoted to one person, Kang Yu-hyeon was the type to take any woman he could get his hands on. And in Lee Hwan’s eyes, Yu-jin was the spitting image of him.

“Hahaha…”

“But remember this. The marriage must happen. If you take Hye-yeon and then cast her aside… I don’t need to tell you what will happen, do I?”

An immense killing intent pressed down on Yu-jin, and he wore a troubled expression. The words of the world’s greatest saber master, spoken for his daughter’s sake, were terrifying.

“Of course. Don’t worry.”

For the sake of his future peace, Yu-jin resolved that he would absolutely marry Lee Hye-yeon.

After making his vow before Lee Hwan, Yu-jin headed to Namgung Hwa-rin’s room. She was already dressed and waiting for him with her handmaidens. Yu-jin’s expression wavered slightly as he looked at her.

“You knew?”

“Yes. I knew you were troubled by something, and I thought you would be leaving today.”

It was in moments like this that Yu-jin found women frightening. Their intuition was in a realm even he could not fathom. Yu-jin gently pulled Namgung Hwa-rin into his arms for a deep kiss, then pulled away.

“I’ll be back soon. Rest well at the clan in the meantime. You all, take good care of Hwa-rin.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

The four handmaidens bowed their heads in response. Yu-jin nodded at them, then looked back at Hwa-rin.

“I’ll be going now.”

“Yes, Young Master. Please come back safely.”

Not wanting to show tears to her departing love, Hwa-rin smiled brightly as she bid him farewell. After another kiss on her lips, Yu-jin slowly turned and left the inn.

Watching through the window until Yu-jin had completely disappeared, Namgung Hwa-rin finally let a single tear fall.