Chapter 13: Reversal of Relations (3)
Chapter 12 – Reversal of Relations (3)
If Namgung Cheon’s past life were to be packaged nicely, it would be the life of the Heavenly Great Killing Star, who earned infamy as a public enemy of the Martial World and threw the Jianghu into a crucible of chaos.
However, to expose reality in its rawest form, it was the life of a fugitive who, branded without committing any crime, spent his entire life running from the people of the Jianghu.
Consequently, Namgung Cheon was more sensitive to danger than anyone else.
Therefore, he faithfully implemented the advice of his father-in-law—or rather, his grandfather in his current life.
Namely, to immediately unfold his lightness art and flee the moment he felt a sense of danger.
This sense of danger usually reacted under similar circumstances.
In other words, when a phenomenon that could not be understood naturally occurred.
And now.
This crazy woman having a fit was also an incomprehensible situation.
Naturally, he felt a sense of danger and thought of leaving this place.
Retribution or payback could be dealt with step-by-step later on.
Yet, surprisingly, this crazy woman seemed to have predicted it a step ahead of Namgung Cheon.
That meant she had devised this crazy plan from the very beginning.
Before Namgung Cheon could even unfold his lightness art, Baekli Hyang’s hand shot out like lightning.
Because he could clearly see the flow of qi this time, it was undoubtedly a proper attack.
‘Acupoint striking!’
However, this madwoman did not know one fact.
‘The fact that I mastered all kinds of bizarre martial arts in my past life!’
A fugitive’s life was originally like that.
Since one never knew when, where, or who would stab them in the back, they would learn any martial art that seemed helpful for self-protection, without discrimination.
The most representative of these was the Great Art of Shifting Acupoints.
As the name suggested, it was a martial art that temporarily altered the positions of one’s acupoints, and because extremely few people in the current Jianghu learned it, it was one of those on the verge of being lost.
Not only was its training method difficult, but there was also no need to spend time and effort on this bizarre great art that one might use only once in a lifetime.
‘However, the circumstances are different for someone chased as a public enemy of the Martial World like me.’
The Blood Mad Demon Gal Cheon-no, who taught me the Great Art of Shifting Acupoints, was also a fellow who was chased as a public enemy of the Martial World, just like me.
Thus, for those destined to distrust the people around them and flee whenever they sensed danger, the Great Art of Shifting Acupoints was a fairly decent emergency measure.
Was he still alive and well?
They had squabbled over the number of Martial Alliance members they had killed, so by now, he would be incredibly frustrated to know that I had killed more.
Ah, he had briefly indulged in nostalgia, lost in old memories.
Well, while his stray thoughts were long, the actual time that passed was but an instant.
In the meantime, Baekli Hyang’s hand accurately struck Namgung Cheon’s paralysis acupoint.
Tap, tap, tap.
Of course, Namgung Cheon had already cast the Great Art of Shifting Acupoints.
Thus, Baekli Hyang’s acupoint striking only served to boost and invigorate his energy instead.
However, Namgung Cheon did not show any sign of it at all.
Instead, he pretended his body was stiff to make this madwoman fall into the illusion of success.
Believing she had perfectly sealed even his paralysis acupoint, Baekli Hyang wore a cold smile and revealed her true colors.
“You stupid bastard. Did you think your situation would change just because you learned some tricks somewhere?”
After sneering bitterly, Baekli Hyang took out the whip she wore at her waist and bound her own wrists.
Look at that?
That whip, called the Flood Dragon Hide Divine Whip, was Baekli Hyang’s secondary weapon, but it was currently playing its role of binding her faithfully.
Warping the corners of her mouth, Baekli Hyang whispered.
“I will make sure not only you, but also your family won’t even be able to set foot in the Jianghu.”
With this level of devotion, even an Asura of hell might be moved.
However, there was one more fact this madwoman did not know.
When it came to being out of one’s mind, I, too, was second to none.
Namgung Cheon slightly bent his waist.
Baekli Hyang’s eyes widened.
‘He’s moving…?’
She had definitely struck his paralysis acupoint?
Namgung Cheon was now tilting his upper body slightly and wearing a cold smile.
This was by no means the reaction of someone whose acupoints were sealed.
Suddenly, Namgung Cheon let out a chilling voice.
“If you’re prepared for that, will this much even suffice? Everything must be done thoroughly. Right?”
“W-what…? No, more importantly, how are you moving…!”
“Is that important right now? You don’t even know what’s truly important.”
In the next moment, Namgung Cheon reached out, and the hem of Baekli Hyang’s robe was ruthlessly torn away.
Rrrrriiiip!
“Gasp!”
Baekli Hyang quickly raised her arms to cover her chest.
“What on earth are you…!”
“Why cover yourself up now? It’s confusing when you suddenly act normal.”
Tap, tap, tap.
In the blink of an eye, Namgung Cheon struck Baekli Hyang’s paralysis acupoint.
“Kh!”
Baekli Hyang could no longer lift a single finger.
Originally, there were two kinds of paralysis acupoints.
One was when the whole body stiffened like a log, and the other was when the body’s flexibility was maintained but no strength could be mustered.
Baekli Hyang was hit with the latter.
Not a single ounce of strength entered her limp body.
However, Namgung Cheon’s madness did not end there.
“Now, let’s run wild in earnest.”
Grinning, Namgung Cheon suddenly began tearing his own clothes to shreds as well.
Rip! Rrrrip!
Not only that, he snatched the Flood Dragon Hide Divine Whip that Baekli Hyang was holding and began whipping his own body.
Crack! Crack!
Red welts were drawn all over Namgung Cheon’s firm physique.
“Y-you… what on earth are you doing?”
“Why? Does it confuse you too when I act like this?”
“You crazy bastard…!”
“You shouldn’t be surprised already. We haven’t even reached the level of running wild yet.”
Having finished speaking, Namgung Cheon placed the whip back into Baekli Hyang’s hand, grabbed her wrists, and pulled her up.
As a result, it now looked as if Baekli Hyang was straddling the fallen Namgung Cheon.
Looking at Baekli Hyang, whose eyes were wide with shock because her paralysis acupoint had been struck, Namgung Cheon grinned and screamed.
“Uaaaaak! S-spare me! Lady Baekli Hyang! I was wrong! Please forgive me!”
“You lunatic! What are you doing? Undo this right now!”
“Hieeeek! Please, not my pants! I cannot take off my pants! Stop this, Lady Baekli Hyang!”
“What kind of nonsense are you really…!”
Tap, tap, tap.
In an instant, Namgung Cheon quickly reached out and struck Baekli Hyang’s mute acupoint as well.
With this, Baekli Hyang was rendered unable to utter a single word.
Namgung Cheon wore the most evil smile in the world.
“That’s enough lines. Here’s a gift.”
Tap, tap, tap!
Whooooosh!
Namgung Cheon struck her acupoints in succession and blew a certain amount of energy into Baekli Hyang’s dantian.
“Hah-eut!”
Feeling some warm heat rising from her lower abdomen, Baekli Hyang let out a suggestive groan.
She opened her eyes wide in panic.
‘Y-you…! What did you just do…!’
“Don’t be too surprised. It will feel quite good, so enjoy it.”
Among the public enemies of the Martial World he had crossed paths with in his past life, there was a fellow called the Lustful Mad Heretic.
Despite being a fake monk, he was obsessed with the art of the bedchamber and seduced ordinary women, eventually becoming an apostate monk, but he was a good-natured fellow in his own way.
The acupoint striking and the remote transmission of energy technique he had just used on Baekli Hyang were precisely one of the arts of the bedchamber he had learned from him.
‘Soon, she will lose her mind due to the shame of being half-naked and the energy running wild of its own accord.’
Wearing a triumphant smile, Namgung Cheon quickly struck her Jianjing and Quchi acupoints, causing Baekli Hyang’s arm to automatically swing and lash the whip.
Crack!
“Ugh! Lady Baekli Hyang! Please don’t do this! I-I do not have this kind of taste!”
Baekli Hyang was truly driven to the brink of madness.
She could not even move because no strength entered her body, and with Namgung Cheon screaming at the top of his lungs as if he were the victim, her future looked pitch-black.
What on earth was this?
Where did it all go wrong?
Every plan was perfect in its own way.
Yet in an instant, everything was reversed.
At this rate, if someone appeared, wouldn’t it inevitably look like she had assaulted Namgung Cheon?
Moreover, holding a whip and whipping him?
‘I absolutely cannot show myself like this!’
Contrary to her wishes, a clamor began to be heard from the front gate of the Hoyeon Pavilion.
At that moment, she saw it.
The mad smile spreading all over Namgung Cheon’s face.
‘T-this guy… is crazy! He’s out of his mind!’
Her heart felt like it was going to burst.
Yet, this heartbeat was accompanied by a strange excitement.
The thrilling sense of crisis that she might soon show a shameful sight to someone made her body heat up even more.
It was because of the art of the bedchamber Namgung Cheon had cast.
However, Baekli Hyang, who could not know such details, could not understand this situation at all.
“Hah-eung!”
Even though it was a moment she loathed to the point of shuddering, a suggestive groan burst from her mouth.
She was startled by the suggestive tone herself.
Detestably, Namgung Cheon made a tearful face and shouted again.
“Lady Baekli Hyang! Please stop now! I do not have this kind of taste! I beg of you!”
‘You crazy…!’
Though she was extremely irritated, she could not do anything since her body did not move as she wished.
Just then, a group of people ran to the backyard of the Hoyeon Pavilion.
They were a few cadets, including Instructor Gye Pyeong-ryang, and Song Won-gyo and Yun Jong-seung were among them as well.
Simultaneously, Namgung Cheon shot finger winds to strike several of Baekli Hyang’s acupoints again.
Puk. Pu-puk!
As a result, Baekli Hyang swung the whip once more.
Crack!
“Aaargh! Please, Lady Baekli Hyang! Pull yourself together!”
‘Urgh! You crazy bastard! Stop! Stop it!’
With her shame exploding, Baekli Hyang felt like crying right at that moment.
However, the more she did, the more she was gripped by a strange excitement, and she unconsciously let out sweet groans repeatedly.
“Hah-ang!”
It was an embarrassing moan no matter who looked.
The instructor and cadets who had just arrived froze in place like rocks.
“L-Lady Baekli Hyang…!”
Song Won-gyo muttered with a dazed expression, and in sync with that, Namgung Cheon released Baekli Hyang’s paralysis and mute acupoints with his finger wind.
“Ah-ah-at!”
Only then did Baekli Hyang pull herself together, quickly retreat, and look at the instructor and cadets.
The moment everyone’s eyes turned to her, Namgung Cheon struck his own paralysis acupoint and froze in place.
“W-what is this…!”
Gye Pyeong-ryang looked on with an expression of utter disbelief.
Just in time, Yun Jong-seung ran over, examined Namgung Cheon, and shouted.
“Cheon’s acupoints have been struck, and his body is stiff!”
Good, well done.
Namgung Cheon looked at Yun Jong-seung with a somewhat proud heart.
Gye Pyeong-ryang glanced at Namgung Cheon, then looked at the half-naked Baekli Hyang again, clearing his throat.
“Ahem, ahem! H-how did this happen?”
“No, it’s not! This is all…!”
“…?”
In an instant, Baekli Hyang was speechless, as if she had become mute.
What was she supposed to say?
That it was all that guy’s doing?
That she had stripped off her clothes and swung a whip? Why?
Did that even make sense?
On the other hand, telling the truth from the start was also dangerous.
Stuck in a complete dilemma, Baekli Hyang’s face looked as if she would burst into tears at any second.
Even in the midst of this, a dizzying bewitching energy flowed from her figure, which had been subjected to the art of the bedchamber.
Unable to watch any longer, Gye Pyeong-ryang turned his head away and shouted.
“W-what kind of spectacle are you all gathered here to watch? Everyone, go back! You two, report to the instructor’s office!”
“Instructor, my paralysis acupoints were struck, so I cannot move.”
Gye Pyeong-ryang hesitated for a moment and asked Baekli Hyang.
“Did you strike his paralysis acupoint?”
“I did, but… Hah-eut…!”
At her response, which was mixed with a subtle moan, Gye Pyeong-ryang quickly turned his head away to ignore it, shot a finger wind at Namgung Cheon, and released his paralysis acupoint.
Only then did Namgung Cheon get up, casting a secret smile at Baekli Hyang.
“Let’s go, Lady Baekli Hyang.”
“Kh…!”
Flames blazed in Baekli Hyang’s eyes.
Along with desire, of course.
‘I will definitely…! Kill you! Hah-eung…!’