Chapter 14: Three People, Three Colors
Chapter 13 – Three People, Three Colors
Song Won-gyo stared blankly at the open window. He looked like someone who had lost their soul somehow.
‘Tch!’
It still could not be erased from his mind—the sight of Henan’s Number One Beauty, Baekli Hyang, looking flustered in her scantily clad state.
What on earth had happened…
The image of Namgung Cheon, who had been lying there half-naked after having his pressure points sealed, also came to mind.
‘Why…!’
Since yesterday, his mind had not been at ease all day.
The appearance of Namgung Cheon, who had somehow changed, constantly bothered him.
“Damn it!”
As he clenched his fists tightly, the internal energy surging from his dantian erupted throughout his entire body.
Whoosh!
“Ah…!”
Yun Jong-seung, who happened to be lying flat while pinned under Song Won-gyo’s buttocks, staggered in surprise.
Because of that, Song Won-gyo, who momentarily lost his balance, struck the back of Yun Jong-seung’s head hard.
Smack!
“You can’t even endure that one thing properly? You pushover bastard. Did I ask you to fulfill your duties as a human being? Or did I ask you to recite Buddhist scriptures? I just asked you to simply be a tool, is even that so difficult?”
“Brother S-Song… please stop now…”
Smack!
“Urgh!”
“Where does a cheeky pushover bastard get the nerve to call me so casually? My mood is extremely foul today, so shut your trap.”
“…”
Song Won-gyo snorted coldly and turned his gaze back out the window.
Anyway, neither this guy nor that guy was to his liking.
Especially…
‘That bastard Namgung Cheon…!’
Flames blazed in Song Won-gyo’s eyes.
‘Why him! Why on earth does it have to be him!’
Song Won-gyo, gritting his teeth, finally stood up abruptly.
Right, he could not just stand by and watch like this.
Wasn’t Baekli Hyang the one who would be most troubled right now?
He had to go to her. He had to understand her feelings.
“Yes, I’ve made up my mind.”
Song Won-gyo spoke in a heavy voice with a look full of determination.
This decision would surely mark a major milestone in his life.
For him, it was a truly grand resolution.
He turned around with a swish and walked away with giant strides.
‘Please wait, Lady Baekli Hyang! I am coming!’
* * *
Shooooo…!
After finishing his energy circulation training, Namgung Cheon rolled his shoulders around with a much refreshed expression.
Certainly, his body was getting better day by day.
This was because his natural physical condition was excellent, having inherited Namgung Seon’s constitution.
After doing five hundred push-ups and five hundred sit-ups each, and maintaining the horse stance for half a shichen, he felt the muscles throughout his body swelling tightly.
Namgung Cheon closed his eyes for a moment to relax his muscles, then slowly opened them.
‘For now, things went well in the instructors’ office…’
Although Gye Pyeong-ryang had summoned him and Baekli Hyang to the instructors’ office, he did not say much and simply gave them a brief warning.
It was probably because he realized that extending the conversation would only embarrass Baekli Hyang.
No matter how much of an instructor he was, he could not help but walk on eggshells around the Seven Great Noble Families of the Jianghu.
Hmph, rotten bastards.
In any case, having returned to his room like that, Namgung Cheon had focused on his mind and body training until now.
The problem was…
“Will that crazy woman be able to completely break free from the bedchamber arts?”
It would be dangerous if she did not dispel it quickly.
By now, her excitement should have cooled down and her calm reason should have begun to return.
The important part started now.
Because the energy once injected by the bedchamber arts remained in the body for about a full day, she could only return to daily life after completely removing that lustful energy.
The method to remove the lustful energy was simple.
She only needed to properly circulate the internal cultivation method she usually practiced.
However, if she failed to regulate her breathing in time and rashly mobilized her power, or if excessive emotional agitation occurred, she could easily fall into qi deviation.
This was precisely where the bedchamber arts of the Lustful Mad Heretic were nasty.
Ordinary women would simply enjoy it for a day and be done if they fell victim to the bedchamber arts.
However, because women who practiced martial arts originally had strong dispositions and suffered the side effects of qi deviation, the Lustful Mad Heretic had become a public enemy of the Martial World solely because of that bedchamber art.
What if Baekli Hyang failed to control her emotions before clearing the lustful energy and fell into qi deviation?
Perhaps she would become a woman who lived crazy for lust for the rest of her life.
‘Well, that would be a sight to see, too.’
Moreover, what acted as a mental trauma was the Flood Dragon Hide Divine Whip—that is, the whip.
If she was not careful, the perverted tendency might remain as a stimulus in her mind, creating a sexual kink that would be hard to understand for the rest of her life.
If that happened, it could get a bit annoying, but… well, even if so, it was merely karma.
None of my business.
As expected, I don’t hold grudges.
* * *
Had there ever been a time in her life when she was this humiliated and angry?
Her entire life up to now had been smooth sailing.
She had taken whatever she wanted to have, thoroughly punished those she hated and disliked, and led a life that everyone looked up to and envied.
Naturally, even the instructors of the academy could not treat her carelessly.
But today was the worst day of her life.
To brandish a whip in a scantily clad state in front of everyone!
‘Aaaah! I don’t even want to think about it!’
Wasn’t it something that would make her kick her blankets and jump up in the middle of sleep?
Furthermore, she could not make any excuses to the instructor, Gye Pyeong-ryang.
What if she said all this happened because she fell victim to Namgung Cheon’s counterattack?
Would they believe it?
When there was no one who did not know that Namgung Cheon was the official pushover of the Dragon Heaven Academy?
Even if they believed her, yielding a hundred times over, it was still a problem.
The fact that she had torn her own clothes in the first place to frame Namgung Cheon.
Yet, she had been defeated because her martial arts were weaker than the pushover’s.
If such facts became known, it would adversely affect not only herself but also her family.
Perhaps she would even become a pervert who could not even gain trust and only made pathetic excuses!
Ultimately, Baekli Hyang decided to become a simple pervert.
“Namgung Cheon! You damn bastard!”
As she spat out curses hysterically and gritted her teeth, a warm internal energy surged from her dantian and spread throughout her body.
At that moment, Baekli Hyang let out a strange groan without realizing it.
“Hngh…!”
What, what is this? Is the lust still…?
The flustered Baekli Hyang quickly sat cross-legged with a completely stiffened expression.
She felt that the more furious she became, the more the twisted lust surged up relentlessly.
‘Namgung Cheon, what on earth did this pushover bastard do to my body!’
She felt like she would go crazy if she did not quickly remove this ticklish energy.
Fortunately, it seemed that simply regulating her breathing properly would be enough to completely expel this unpleasant energy.
‘Just you wait, Namgung Cheon! I will never forgive you! Hup!’
As Baekli Hyang, who was regulating her breathing, recalled Namgung Cheon’s wicked smile again, the energy that had been refreshingly circulating through a full cycle fluctuated.
At the same time, a warm energy surged up from her lower abdomen once more.
‘No! Stop! I hate this!’
“Haa!”
Her lips opened involuntarily, exhaling a hot breath.
This won’t do!
I have to pull myself together.
If she continued like this, qi deviation could occur.
Suffering from qi deviation while trying to suppress lustful energy.
It was a story she could not tell anyone.
‘I have to focus. Focus!’
Baekli Hyang emptied her mind with great difficulty.
As she tried her best not to be conscious of Namgung Cheon while circulating her energy through a full cycle, her head slowly began to clear.
However, just before her internal energy finished the minor cycle and entered the major cycle, someone knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
She tried to ignore it, but the visitor was more persistent than she expected.
Knock, knock, knock.
“Who is it!”
As Baekli Hyang shouted hysterically, her qi and blood writhed again.
Still, perhaps because she had finished the minor cycle, she managed to pass the crisis.
A familiar voice was heard from beyond the door.
“Lady Baekli Hyang, it is I, Song Won-gyo.”
“Young Master Song…? What is the matter?”
“I have something urgent to tell you. May I come in for a moment?”
After thinking for a moment, Baekli Hyang stopped her energy circulation and nodded.
Since she needed to meet anyone right now to change her mood.
“You may enter if it is only for a moment.”
“Then, excuse me.”
The door opened, and Song Won-gyo walked in with a stiff face.
Guiding him to the table, Baekli Hyang asked.
“What is it?”
“Lady. That is… I do not mind what I saw today at all.”
“I do not really wish to speak of that matter.”
“No, we must.”
As Baekli Hyang furrowed her beautiful brow and stared, Song Won-gyo took a deep breath and continued speaking.
“Lady, do not do that to Namgung Cheon in the future.”
“Indeed, as Yun Jong-seung said, Namgung Cheon has changed somehow. Perhaps he is not the Namgung Cheon we know…”
“No, do not even think about that fellow anymore.”
“Is it possible that even you, Young Master Song, are afraid of him?”
“To be honest… rather than being afraid, he is a bit bothersome.”
“As expected, he is that formidable…”
“I do not know how formidable he is. However…”
“…?”
“I will strive to become even more formidable. So, do not deal with that fellow anymore.”
“Well… yes…”
“Besides, didn’t you say that fellow is not to your taste?”
“Pardon? What do you…?”
“I respect diverse tastes. From long ago, our Zhengzhou Sect has been said to be open-minded. Therefore, I can perfectly respect your taste as well. Not only that, but I am also prepared to enjoy it together.”
“What on earth are you talking about right now…?”
“Please do not decline, Lady! I am truly fine with it, so forget about that fellow now! I shall prove it to you right here on the spot!”
Song Won-gyo suddenly tore his own clothes roughly.
He had only hesitated to make the decision once, but once he put it into action, he even felt that it was no big deal.
Riiiiip!
“Ah! Young Master Song, what are you doing right now?”
“I shall understand everything of yours! Lady, thrash me hard with that whip! If your desire can be satisfied with this, I can enjoy it as much as you want!”
Baekli Hyang looked at Song Won-gyo prostrate before her with a dumbfounded expression.
Because it was so absurd, her boiling anger was delayed for a long time.
What is this crazy guy? Seriously!
Did this guy see me as that kind of pervert too?
As her anger soared, the remaining lustful energy inside her body began to run wild.
“Hngh…!”
When a dizzying groan burst out, Song Won-gyo misunderstood again.
‘Ah, to be so satisfied with just this much…!’
‘Right, let us understand.’
‘Let us think of it as the unexpected charm of that seemingly perfect woman.’
However, somehow the situation flowed beyond expectations.
“Kuh! Please, just get out of my sight…!”
To his surprise, Baekli Hyang’s face grew increasingly pale as she stumbled and collapsed with a thud.
“L-Lady Baekli Hyang?”
As Song Won-gyo was startled and supported her, Baekli Hyang gasped for breath.
“Haa, haa, hngh!”
“Lady Baekli Hyang! Pull yourself together!”
Song Won-gyo urgently checked her pulse, and her internal energy was rampaging at will.
“T-This is…?”
It was a sign of qi deviation!
Baekli Hyang’s body gradually grew hot like a fireball.
“H-How can this be…!”
Thud! Crash!
The moment Baekli Hyang unleashed a palm strike, Song Won-gyo flew like a sheet of paper and collapsed in a corner.
“I told you to get lost!”
“I-I understand! Lady, first regulate your breathing…!”
“I will take care of it myself! Get out! Right now! Ah-hngh!”
“T-Then…!”
Song Won-gyo hurriedly got up, opened the door, and went out.
Only then did Baekli Hyang calm her excited heart and quickly sit cross-legged.
Hummmmm.
The heat inside her body burst outward.
She gave herself suggestions as if reciting a spell.
‘Let us empty my head. Let us think of nothing.’
However, Namgung Cheon’s image kept coming to mind.
The more she did, the angrier she became, and a warm heat surged below her navel.
“Ah-hnnng!”
Surprised by the peculiar moan that burst out, she bit her lip until it bled.
‘Damn it!’
As she grew angry, the heat flared up again.
‘No! Stop thinking!’
“Heuuuk!”
* * *
Every time an excited groan was heard from beyond the door, Song Won-gyo paced restlessly.
He wanted to open the door immediately, rush in, prostrate himself, and shout.
‘Lady! If it is with you, I can enjoy anything. So… it must not be Namgung Cheon. Rather, beat me instead!’
He was on the verge of tears from regret and jealousy.
Just how much time did he spend outside the door like that?
It seemed he had dozed off.
When he woke up to the sound of morning birds chirping, he heard a presence behind his back.
Soon, Baekli Hyang appeared after opening the door.
“L-Lady…!”
Baekli Hyang’s face, skin and bones, was cast with deep, dark shadows under her eyes.
“A-Are you all right?”
“All right…”
As she started to speak, Baekli Hyang collapsed. Song Won-gyo, who quickly caught her, shouted.
“Lady! Lady Baekli Hyang!”
However, Baekli Hyang, who was almost completely exhausted, did not budge. Fortunately, her qi and blood had now regained stability.
Song Won-gyo’s eyes turned red.
“Namgung Cheon! I will never forgive you!”
However, that evening, Song Won-gyo realized to his bones how easily his determination could crumble.