Chapter 85 – Grace of Oral Sex (3)
As Hong Yeon-hwa had said, I was able to recover to a level where I could move somewhat normally the next day.
Of course, my body wasn’t in perfect condition, and I still felt some creaks and aches here and there, but if I could get out of the situation where I had to lie in bed without moving like yesterday, that was enough.
When I slowly got up, I couldn’t see Hong Yeon-hwa and Paeng So-so, who I must have slept with like yesterday.
Perhaps they were doing some light morning training at this time?
I… still couldn’t make any intense movements, so I had to meditate for a while.
I got off the bed and sat on the floor. Then, I found a comfortable position to sit in and closed my eyes.
My vision became dark, and my breathing slowed down. In the meantime, I sank into a deep state of consciousness as if I were sinking into water.
As one by one of my senses disappeared, the only thing left was my own existence.
Now, I was quite familiar with my inner senses.
The first thing I felt was my blood vessels becoming wider and stronger. Even if I drew more inner strength with the Muryeong martial arts, I could withstand it without any problems.
One peculiar thing was that the inner strength that came in through my breathing not only gathered in my Dantian but also spread evenly throughout my body.
Was this what Hong Yeon-hwa called physical adaptation?
When a large load was given, more muscles were regenerated than before, and calluses were formed on the skin that was frequently used, just like how calluses form on the hands of someone who frequently uses tools.
The bones and muscles that were swept away by the tremendous inner strength were also changing to be able to accept more inner strength.
It was a complicated feeling to see my body transcending into something beyond human… but it was a good thing, so it was okay.
Normally, I would have finished meditating here, but today’s goal was deeper.
“Ah… Hoo…”
My breathing became even fainter, as if I had forgotten how to breathe. As my consciousness became even more relaxed, I headed deeper into my mind.
As my senses disappeared, the only thing left was an intangible image.
In the deepest part of my mind, there was something shining alone in a dark space where consciousness and unconsciousness were mixed.
It was Hong Yeon-hwa, who shone brightly in my mind like cherry blossoms that heralded the beginning of spring.
Her hair, which resembled cherry blossoms, her densely packed facial features, her jewel-like pink eyes, her petite figure, and her not-so-petite breasts.
She was shining so brightly that she would run towards me with a bashful smile at any moment, but that wasn’t what I was looking for this time.
It was slightly to the side. A simple-looking sword floating in the air.
It had no particular characteristics, but as befitting its name, the blade was sharpened sharply and flashed threateningly.
This is what I define as the essence of a sword.
This sword, created based on the memories of my training and battles, had no extravagant decorations.
It was simply a tool that was infinitely faithful to its purpose of cutting and stabbing.
At the time when I swung the sword as if possessed, I didn’t know it, but now I understand.
This sword did not have meaning in and of itself. It only gained meaning when I held it and swung it.
During my fight with Namgung Hyeok, I held this sword and performed the Taesanapjeong… and the ideal swordsmanship that was only in my mind became a reality.
But if I were asked to do the same thing again, wouldn’t it be difficult?
Of course, just facing the sword in my mind took deep meditation and a considerable amount of time.
Without the guidance of the enlightenment I had before, it would be a technique that I couldn’t use in the heat of battle where every second counts.
…I have something to do.
To make the sword in my mind faster and to be able to swing it while doing other things.
For now, I’ll make this my training goal since I can’t move my body or use Muryeong martial arts for a while.
I could feel my concentration waning, so I brought my consciousness back up.
Unlike sinking into my inner self, waking up was a quick process.
“Ah…”
As I opened my eyes, I saw Hong Yeon-hwa reading a book with heavy eyes.
I’ve never seen Hong Yeon-hwa with such a serious expression before.
Did something important happen while I was meditating? Did something related to Hong Yeon-hwa’s world happen in that book…?
I didn’t want to disturb Hong Yeon-hwa’s concentration, so I kept quiet and listened carefully.
Even without using my inner strength, I should be able to hear what she was saying from this distance.
As I held my breath, I could finally hear Hong Yeon-hwa’s mumbling.
“What kind of disgusting outfit is this? And the dance is so vulgar… But if it’s a pervert like you, you’ll definitely like it. Let’s see, I’ll do it like this… huh?”
As Hong Yeon-hwa gestured in the air, our eyes met and she froze stiff.
After about three seconds of silence, she quickly closed the book and put it in her chest pocket as if nothing had happened.
“Cough, cough. If you’re awake, let’s go eat.”
“Uh… yeah…”
I awkwardly nodded my head and followed Hong Yeon-hwa out of the room.
Until now, I thought of Hong Yeon-hwa as a genius who always made me angry… but it seems like she’s a hardworking genius after all.
I don’t know exactly what she’s preparing, but it seems like she’s working on something, so I’ll pretend not to know for now.
***
When I arrived at the restaurant with Hong Yeon-hwa, Paeng Soso and Paeng Ojin, who were waiting for me, greeted me.
“Welcome! Son-in-law!”
But they greeted me quite intensely.
Paeng Ojin, who stood up from his seat, came up to me and patted my shoulder with a hearty laugh.
“I heard from my Soso. You’re not feeling well because you gained some enlightenment this time and it’s a bit overwhelming, right?”
“Ugh… yeah… that’s right. So, about this…”
Paeng Ojin’s strength was so strong, and since I was in a weakened state, it felt like I was hit all over my body when he patted my shoulder…!
Paeng Ojin noticed my condition and withdrew his arm with a puzzled expression.
“I’m sorry about that. Well… if you eat well and sleep well, won’t you feel better? I prepared this for you, so eat as much as you want!”
After patting my shoulder, he even took me to Paeng Soso’s side.
Now that I think about it, the wide dining table was filled with all kinds of delicacies befitting a large mansion.
What’s going on? Why is he being so kind to me?
Even though I was recognized as a son-in-law after going through so many hardships, I didn’t think he would be so affectionate.
“Of course, we’ve prepared a lot of dishes that Cheonma likes, so please take a seat.”
“Uh…? Th-thank you…?”
He even called Hong Yeon-hwa by her nickname instead of using honorifics like ‘elder’ or ‘senior’ that he usually uses.
As Hong Yeon-hwa and I sat down with our heads tilted, Paeng Soso sighed deeply as she watched us.
“Ha… it’s just that my father was very impressed with the Jin Gagae’s martial arts this time, so he’s like this. Don’t worry too much.”
“Oh, it’s because of the martial arts. My father has always liked his son-in-law a lot, and he’s not just any son-in-law, but the one brought by our daughter. Of course, he can only be excellent!”
Paeng Ojin said with a smile. He looks so happy….
Until now, if I was only recognized as a son-in-law, am I now recognized as a son-in-law and a promising martial artist?
Namgung Hyeok had a genius talent, the support of the powerful Namgung clan, and was famous for being obsessed with martial arts.
He was an unparalleled existence in the current martial arts world….
I was able to knock him down, and thanks to a moment of enlightenment, I was able to demonstrate a martial art that was close to perfection at the age of 20.
In the martial arts world, martial arts is equivalent to ability, so proving that I am the number one son-in-law is the same as proving my ability.
Hong Yeon-hwa seemed to have noticed how I might look and was fidgeting with her shoulders.
Cute.
Anyway, we started eating and chatting in a very pleasant atmosphere.
We talked about small things like how Na Na and Paeng Soso might get the title of Yongbong, how we would leave for Mosan as soon as the Yongbong Association was completely finished, and how we would visit the main house of Paengga in Habuk.
Naturally, the conversation turned to my martial arts.
“Come to think of it, your martial arts aren’t Ma Gong. You were using Samjae Geombeop. If you’re afraid of the perception of Ma Gong, I’ll make a suitable one for you.”
Since I already knew the Pahoebeop, it was practically the same as learning the Ohodanmunbeop.
So Paeng Ojin said he would make the Ohodanmun sword for me.
He seems to think that I haven’t learned any special martial arts because of Ma Gong.
Come to think of it, I haven’t told Paeng Ojin about my talent or my Muryeongsingong.
“Coincidentally, you also have excellent bones like our family members. It will definitely suit you well. Of course, the power may decrease a bit when changing from Taoist to swordsmanship… but even considering that, it will be a pretty good result.”
“Ah, that’s… I’m very grateful for your words, but I think my ability is insufficient to learn that.”
“What?”
Paeng Ojin blinked his eyes as if asking what I meant.
Since he probably thinks of me as a genius who surpassed the peak of martial arts at the age of 20, it’s a natural reaction.
Well, since Paeng Soso is my wife, Paeng Ojin is also my ally. I think it’s okay to say this much.
Besides, Muryeongsingong is not the kind of martial arts that creates a countermeasure just because others know it.
Thinking that way, I briefly explained what I hadn’t told him before.
“…That’s roughly how it happened.”
Paeng Ojin listened to my story silently and nodded his head.
“If that’s the case, there’s nothing we can do. Then, what about Wae Gong instead of swordsmanship?”
“I’m already learning one Wae Gong, though?”
“Ho Wang Gong虎王功 is a Wae Gong that makes you even stronger. It’s better if you learn other Wae Gong in addition to the one you’re already learning.”
If that’s the case, this is a martial art that I must learn.
In the martial arts world, Wae Gong is often compared to a container, and Nae Gong is compared to water.
It’s a saying that means both are important, but in my case, since I can raise my Nae Gong with Muryeongsingong, Wae Gong is even more important.
However, there is one thing that bothers me…
“Um, does it hurt a lot?”
“Is there any Wae Gong training in the world that is not painful?”
Paeng Ojin’s attitude was as if telling me not to ask the obvious, and I involuntarily closed my eyes tightly.
The world… is hateful…!
