## Chapter 30 – 30. Martial Arts (7)
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#30. Martial Arts (7)
One of the unexpected causes of death for married men that people don’t know about is sleep-talking.
“…Iris?”
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s crimson eyes, filled with intense bloodlust, began to glow ominously in the darkness.
The look in Cheon Yeo-hwa’s eyes towards Kang Hyun-woo was filled with sticky emotions like resentment, jealousy, and displeasure.
“Iris, huh…”
It would be normal for an average person from the Central Plains not to know whether Iris was a person’s name or a word referring to an object. However, the Cheonma Shin-gyo (Demonic Cult) has historically been located in an area with frequent trade with the Western Regions, so they were relatively familiar with Western languages.
Moreover, Cheon Yeo-hwa, who had run a merchant guild within the cult, couldn’t possibly not know that Iris was a woman’s name.
“…To think you’d be thinking of another woman while lusting after my body.”
Inside the dark tent, Cheon Yeo-hwa’s hair began to turn pure white. Now that most of the poison from the Cheonshim Geukyang Hwaryeon (Heavenly Heart Extreme Yang Fire Lotus) had disappeared and even the remaining poison was subdued, a fragment of the past Wolryeong Manyeo (Moon Spirit Witch), who had reached the pinnacle of transcendence, was revealed.
“Truly unpleasant.”
When one masters the Wolryeong Magong (Moon Spirit Demonic Art), which is based on deep yin energy, to the extreme, the body reacts to the immense yin energy and internal energy, leading to changes.
The most representative feature was the snow-white hair that seemed to have been bathed in cold moonlight.
Originally, the stronger the yin energy, the weaker the emotions, but Wolryeong Magong was different.
As it was called a demonic art, the more one was swept up in negative emotions, the more violently the Wolryeong Magi (Moon Spirit Demonic Energy) raged.
“…Huh?”
Of course, she hadn’t fully recovered her strength from her prime, but it was enough to threaten Kang Hyun-woo’s survival instincts, which had been dormant.
“You’re awake.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa smiled sweetly as she looked at Kang Hyun-woo, who was still half-asleep.
However, her eyes were as cold as ever. Kang Hyun-woo trembled at the sight of her crimson eyes, which were glaring at him with only the corners of her mouth raised.
“…Cheon Yeo-hwa?”
“You recognize me well.”
Kang Hyun-woo quickly realized that the mysterious white-haired beauty lying on top of him was Cheon Yeo-hwa.
That’s because there couldn’t be that many people in the world with such large breasts.
Apart from being unable to take his eyes off her large breasts, which occupied more than half of his field of vision, Kang Hyun-woo couldn’t help but be bewildered by Cheon Yeo-hwa’s appearance, which had changed 180 degrees, including her appearance.
Although he wasn’t sure, she was at least twice as strong as Cheon Yeo-hwa before he fell asleep.
What on earth happened in that short amount of time?
“You seem to have slept well.”
“Uh, well… did you, um… dye your hair or something…?”
Kang Hyun-woo felt his survival instincts threatened once again by Cheon Yeo-hwa, who exuded a completely different atmosphere from her usual clumsy self.
“Hehe, do you like it?”
Of course, Cheon Yeo-hwa already had fair skin, and black hair and crimson eyes suited her well.
Now she had become the ultimate exotic beauty with white hair, so there was no way it wouldn’t suit her or that she wouldn’t be pretty.
However, he couldn’t just be happy about it.
Her eyes, which had been consistently cold and hardened since earlier, were so chilling that he got goosebumps.
Besides, he didn’t know why she was straddling him.
Seriously, did I do something wrong?
“You seem to be deep in thought.”
Wouldn’t anyone be deep in thought if they woke up to find a woman with snow-white hair straddling them?
“…How’s your body?”
There were many things he wanted to ask, and he was also intimidated by her strangely murderous gaze. But more than that, the image of Cheon Yeo-hwa clutching her chest in pain was etched so vividly in his mind that he couldn’t forget it.
“Would you like to check?”
Suddenly, Cheon Yeo-hwa, whose voice had become much softer, gently took his hand as if cherishing it and guided it to her lower abdomen.
Not over her clothes, but under them.
Just as he was momentarily flustered by the sudden smooth sensation, moonlight streamed in through the slightly open tent entrance.
He could see Cheon Yeo-hwa, her face flushed red, in the dim light.
“I had so much I wanted to say when you woke up.”
Why she had saved him from the bandits, even though she had treated him like a pervert and tried to kill him, why she had given a wretched woman who had always doubted his kindness delicious food and a warm place to sleep.
Moreover, the antidote to the Cheonshim Geukyang Hwaryeon, known as the ultimate poison in the world, was a treasure that couldn’t be valued. Why had she used such a thing on herself?
‘I have nothing to give you…’
According to the laws of the Cheonma Shin-gyo, members do not give anything to others without a price. Except for the cult leader.
Absolute self-interest and the worship of the strong.
For Cheon Yeo-hwa, who had lived her entire life within that, Kang Hyun-woo’s kindness, which didn’t expect anything in return and had no reason, was something she couldn’t understand at all.
Even if he had approached her knowing her identity, she could confidently say that she, who had already lost all her power and was hiding in the Central Plains, was not worth as much as the antidote to the Cheonshim Geukyang Hwaryeon.
Besides, she had sworn that she would never doubt him, no matter what happened.
Now, his identity was no different from something utterly useless.
“But now, none of that matters. Because I have things I want to do more than things I want to say.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa, who had been looking at Kang Hyun-woo using the moonlight as a spotlight, quietly lowered her head.
When the two shadows completely overlapped, a small sound of eyelids touching was heard.
And the face of Cheon Yeo-hwa, who looked again, was flushed red as if it would burst at any moment, yet somehow satisfied.
“By the way, Hyun-woo, you have quite the bad sleeping habits. To think you would devour my buttocks so ravenously.”
“…Me??”
That’s news to me. In the first place, I’m a gentleman who has never even snored in his sleep.
But what did I do?
I touched her butt?
I don’t even remember??
“Are you perhaps trying to pretend it didn’t happen? The first kiss you stole from me when I was collapsed, and the past when you fondled my buttocks with your crude hands?”
“…The former was for rescue purposes, and the latter was due to diminished mental capacity, so can’t you let it slide?”
This is so unfair.
At least if I had touched her while sober, I wouldn’t feel so wronged.
“Hmph, judging by your expression, you seem wronged? That you don’t remember fondling my body.”
That hit the nail on the head.
I already felt like my first night with Iris had been cut short, and then I risked my life in the dungeon, wrestling with monsters.
I felt like I understood what hunters meant when they said their sex drive went crazy when they came out of the gate.
The sense of crisis, not knowing when a sword blade would be embedded in my neck, and the future, where every step could lead to death in a trap. On top of that, the pain that felt like it would burn my entire body when an arrow pierced me.
Every moment I experienced in the dungeon stimulated my reproductive desires.
If I had my way, I would have gone to a brothel to relieve myself before getting a new match.
But I couldn’t dare to do that because I thought it would be an insult to Iris to stick it in those sluts.
Putting a dick that had been in a slut’s vagina into Iris’s designer vagina? Isn’t that the same as wiping a designer bag with a rag used to clean the floor?
That’s how I met Cheon Yeo-hwa when my sex drive reached its limit and I felt like I was going crazy.
Not to mention her pretty face, which could rival Iris’s, and her figure, which was clearly defined with the right curves in the right places, even though she was wrapped in a rather thick robe. No one would ever know how hard I tried not to look at her.
If I kept glancing at her chest or butt while facing a martial artist, and Cheon Yeo-hwa came after me with a sword, I would really be screwed.
That’s how I endured for over a day. But in the kiss I gave her before falling asleep for rescue purposes, my sex drive had already become a bomb with a lit fuse.
To suppress this, I had no choice but to cut the fuse.
But I couldn’t do such a cruel thing to my alter ego, who had finally seen the light after 21 years.
I tried to force myself to sleep to endure it somehow.
Hugging Cheon Yeo-hwa to sleep? That was just me trying to satisfy my selfish desires somehow.
“Hehe, there’s no need to feel so wronged.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa suddenly began to perform a crazy act of untying the robe she had been tightly wrapped in.
As a result, her fair neck and the delicate line connecting her shoulders, as well as her voluptuous breasts, were revealed.
“If you’re feeling wronged because you don’t remember it because you were asleep, then why don’t you touch them again now?”
“…What?”
What is this woman saying right now?
“To be so surprised, hehe, quite cute.”
That’s not something you should say to a grown man who’s over 190 cm tall.
Putting aside the fact that I felt awkward, Cheon Yeo-hwa seemed to be quite enjoying it.
“So, are you not going to touch them?”
I couldn’t resist her, who was seducing me with a sensual voice as if the word “cat-like” existed for Cheon Yeo-hwa.
“Am I crazy to pass on this?”
“I thought you would say that.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s eyes curved seductively.
My lower body, which had been stiff since earlier, was already so big that it wouldn’t break even if it clashed with sword energy.
I wanted to thrust it into Cheon Yeo-hwa’s most intimate place and inject my semen right away, but before that, I had to touch those alluring and luscious breasts.
My right hand, which was reaching forward with such grand goals, was caught by Cheon Yeo-hwa’s small hand.
“By the way, Hyun-woo.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s atmosphere changed 180 degrees, as if the eyes that had been curving seductively and the voice that had been softly relaxed until just now were all an illusion.
“You said something strange while you were asleep. And that was while you were fondling my body.”
“…”
I couldn’t say anything.
Even I, who was often told I was oblivious, could sense an ominous atmosphere.
“Iris.”
“?!”
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s next remark far exceeded my expectations.
Why is Iris’s name coming up there…?
“I’ve never felt such humiliation before. I never imagined you would be thinking of another woman while lusting after my body.”
Cheon Yeo-hwa’s voice was getting louder and louder.
As her dark and negative emotions grew stronger, the Wolryeong Magi also began to rage violently.
The tent was already filled with a thick yin energy that made it feel like you could see your breath.
“Prepare yourself. I won’t let you sleep tonight.”
Unlike what she said calmly, Cheon Yeo-hwa’s face was filled with more sticky jealousy than ever before.
