Chapter 55 – Mad Demonic King (5)

When Yu-jin lightly channeled the Black Heaven Arts, the palm energy Jo Hye-jin had unleashed was torn apart and vanished.

“H-How!”

Though Yu-jin was said to be the strongest of the Eight Dragons, Jo Hye-jin had long since reached the pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm.

For him to block her attack so effortlessly meant he was either more skilled than her or using some wicked art. And in her mind, there was only one possibility.

“The Young Master of the True Dragon Sword Clan, using such wicked arts! I shall guide you back to the proper path today!”

Jo Hye-jin charged at Yu-jin in her naked state. But she had no idea that her actions were exactly what Yu-jin had been hoping for.

His eyes gleaming, Yu-jin grabbed the arm Jo Hye-jin extended toward him, twisted it, and pulled her body into his embrace.

“L-Let go!”

Jo Hye-jin cried out, her face flushing, but there was no way Yu-jin would listen.

Yu-jin twisted both of Jo Hye-jin’s arms and held them fast, then lowered his other hand and slipped his fingers into her thoroughly soaked flower.

“Ha, haang!”

“M-Master!”

A moan escaped Jo Hye-jin’s lips against her will. Lee Hwi-yeon watched with a look of disbelief.

But Yu-jin ignored the two women’s reactions and slowly began to move his fingers inside Jo Hye-jin’s petals.

The intricate petals, like the flesh of a seashell, responded to his fingers, clenching around them and trembling as they released a gush of fluid.

“The Divine Maiden of Mount Hua is famous for her aloofness and chastity, yet she’s lewd enough to climax from just a finger. The people of the martial world would be truly surprised if they knew. And isn’t your disciple right in front of you?”

“Ahhhh… S-Stop. Stop it. *Sob*, you… you vile man.”

Jo Hye-jin glared at Yu-jin as she spoke, but contrary to her words, her body was reacting honestly.

She twisted, trying to escape Yu-jin’s rough caress, but with both hands restrained, there was nothing she could do. Of course, even if her hands were free, it would have been impossible for her to escape his grasp.

“If you keep resisting, I’ll touch your disciple.”

At those words, Jo Hye-jin shook her head. She didn’t want her precious disciple’s purity to be forcibly taken by such a man.

“Y-Young Master Kang. Do as you please with me. Just… leave Hwi-yeon alone…”

“Oh? A master willing to sacrifice her own body to protect her disciple. How moving.”

Yu-jin grabbed Jo Hye-jin’s chin and rubbed his hardened member against her waist.

“Satisfy me with the mouth of the Divine Maiden of Mount Hua.”

Yu-jin made Jo Hye-jin sit and pushed his towering member toward her face. Seeing a man’s phallus for the first time, Hye-jin was so shocked by its size that she couldn’t say a word.

Enduring a humiliation and shame so great she wished for death, Jo Hye-jin took Yu-jin’s member into her mouth.

“Ump, ump.”

The size and smell of the member were suffocating, making Hye-jin feel dizzy. But even in that state, she sucked on Yu-jin’s shaft.

Hye-jin’s devoted service, born of resignation, slowly began to excite Yu-jin. He lifted her up, spread her legs, and made sure Hwi-yeon could see all of Hye-jin’s private parts.

“N-No!”

Hye-jin felt a surge of shame at the fact that her disciple was seeing everything. But the more shame she felt, the more aroused she became; she couldn’t help it.

“Miss Hwi-yeon, won’t you take a closer look? At the flower of the Divine Maiden of Mount Hua, clenching my fingers so tightly and refusing to let go.”

As he spoke, Yu-jin pushed his fingers all the way into Hye-jin’s flower. He made them tremble slightly while the fingers of his other hand parted her petals, trying to find the pearl hidden within.

“Ah, ahh… Please, stop.”

Hye-jin let out a soundless scream of agony, knowing her disciple was witnessing her violation.

While Hye-jin was barely enduring the humiliation of being ravished by an intruder in front of her disciple, it was just as mortifying for Hwi-yeon.

To Hwi-yeon, Hye-jin was the master she loved and respected most. Seeing that master offer her body to an intruder in her stead, suffering such shame, Hwi-yeon couldn’t help but shed tears.

“Now, shall we get properly acquainted with your body?”

Yu-jin said, caressing Hye-jin with exquisite delicacy. To Hye-jin, his touch was gentler than anything she could have imagined.

Under Yu-jin’s skillful manipulation, which persistently fondled her sensitive spots, Hye-jin was slowly breaking down.

‘What’s happening? To be excited by this man’s touch… No. I mustn’t feel this…’

Hye-jin couldn’t believe her own body’s arousal. She tried to hide it, but Yu-jin immediately noticed the change.

No matter how hard she tried to conceal it, her flower was constantly gushing with fluid.

“Please, stop. Don’t torment my master anymore.”

Hwi-yeon pleaded as she watched her master crumble. But there was no way Yu-jin would listen to her pleas. He simply ignored her and continued to move his fingers.

Hye-jin could feel an immense amount of fluid flowing from her petals, but she desperately held back from the final collapse. Reaching her peak in front of her disciple would be an absolutely dreadful thing.

“Don’t try to hold back. Just give up everything and feel it.”

“Please. Stop toying with me and just ravish me quickly and leave.”

Hye-jin argued weakly, but Yu-jin ignored her and lifted one of her legs. Then, he inserted his member into her wet flower.

“There now, the tip is in…”

“Eek, heuk.”

Hye-jin couldn’t see it, but she cried out at the sensation of Yu-jin’s member entering her. It already felt like he was fully inside, and she was stunned to hear it was only the tip. Yu-jin slowly pushed his member into Hye-jin’s flower from behind.

“Heok, ugh, ugh…”

The feeling was painful yet sweet, and Hye-jin let out a cry that was a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Ah, ahh, heuk.”

Hye-jin’s naked body writhed against the overwhelming pressure, but Yu-jin held her tightly from behind, and she finally swallowed his member completely.

At last, a large, dark member was embedded in the center of Hye-jin’s white, naked form. Even to Hwi-yeon, a woman, it was a sight that made her feel the mystery of the female body.

Moreover, Hye-jin’s flower, having swallowed the massive shaft, twitched and pulsed with a seductive glow, as if trying to draw it in deeper.

Hwi-yeon forgot her master’s shame and stared intently at the lewd spectacle.

“Ahk.”

As Yu-jin began to move the member he had inserted, Hye-jin’s long hair fell to her shoulders, and she tilted her head back, trembling.

“Ahk! Aahk.”

The shock was like an electric current running through her entire body. Hwi-yeon was mesmerized by the shocking scene unfolding before her.

Her beautiful master, bound naked by a strange man in her place, was trembling with excitement, having swallowed a vulgar member. It was a truly sensual and provocative sight.

“How is it, Miss Hwi-yeon? Can you see the Divine Maiden of Mount Hua and I connected as one?”

Yu-jin spoke as he slowly began to move his hips.

“Aaaah, no.”

Pain and pleasure assaulted Hye-jin once again. Because her legs were spread wide, Hwi-yeon had a clear view of Hye-jin’s parted flower and Yu-jin’s member plunging into it.

Furthermore, Yu-jin’s fingers were holding her petals open, exposing everything.

In that state, Yu-jin thrust his hips up and down, and the provocative sight of his member sinking into and pulling out of Hye-jin’s flower was seared into Hwi-yeon’s eyes. The sight was so brutal that Hwi-yeon eventually closed her eyes.

“Haaaang! Haaaang!”

With every thrust of Yu-jin’s hips, Hye-jin shook her head and cried out, the inside of her flower repeating a lewd contraction in time with his movements.

“Ah… Un, ahh~~heuk.”

Regardless of Hye-jin’s will, her body responded to Yu-jin’s member.

‘No. Hwi-yeon is watching… I can’t feel this…’

Hye-jin desperately told herself, but she couldn’t withstand the skillful caresses honed by Yu-jin’s vast experience.

Yu-jin twisted Hye-jin’s face to look back at him and thrust his tongue into her lovely lips.

“Ump, ump… Ump.”

Hye-jin tried to resist Yu-jin, who sought to devour her entirely, but with the vigorous movement of his hips, she found herself accepting his tongue.

As their tongues parted, a string of glistening saliva stretched between them. Yu-jin’s lower abdomen and Hye-jin’s buttocks continuously slapped together, making a wet, slapping sound. The only other sound was Hye-jin’s moans, which she cried out, having lost all reason.

Believing she had completely succumbed, Yu-jin once again sucked on Hye-jin’s tongue, and she readily accepted it. Satisfied, Yu-jin quickened the pace of his hips, driving Hye-jin toward her climax.

“Heuk, uung, heung, aaahk, aaang.”

Despite her disciple being right there, Hwi-yeon was swept away by the wave of sensuality boiling up from her instincts. Her torso arched like a bow, and her legs clamped tightly around Yu-jin’s.

And so, Hye-jin met her climax in front of her own disciple. Yu-jin, too, could no longer hold back and sprayed his milky white fluid deep inside her.

‘Mmm, perfect.’

As the power of the Yin-Yang Divine Arts further suppressed the energies of the Golden Wheel Heavenly Strength and the Suction Arts, Yu-jin nodded. Then, seeing Lee Hwi-yeon trembling but looking at him with a strange sense of anticipation, Yu-jin smiled.

That day, the master and disciple fell into Yu-jin’s hands.

And the next day, in perfect physical condition, Yu-jin set out to capture the Mad Demonic King.

* * *

The man leading the inescapable net cast to capture the demonic being, who had come to be known as the ‘Mad Demon’, was Cheongsongja, one of the elders of the Mount Hua Sect.

He was the most skilled after the Sect Leader and the Divine Maiden of Mount Hua. He had also once served in the military to subjugate barbarians, so he was adept at commanding people.

“No matter what kind of demonic being it is, he won’t be able to handle these numbers.”

Although the inescapable net had been formed without regard for quality, the number of martial artists comprising it was a thousand strong. It was no exaggeration to say that every martial artist in the vicinity of the Mount Hua Sect had been gathered.

For that reason, Cheongsongja was confident of victory and imagined himself capturing the Mad Demon.

The Mad Demon was a master of the demonic path who had reached a level somewhat equal to Na Ye-jin. Capturing such a figure would undoubtedly elevate the fame of the Mount Hua Sect, along with his own.

“The second and third units have spotted the Mad Demon!”

A martial artist from the second unit ran up and shouted, and Cheongsongja smiled.

For ease of command, Cheongsongja had divided the thousand warriors into a total of ten units and given them names. This simple method was proving to be quite effective.