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Tang Yujae watched the bride with the veins on his neck bulging. That small face lowered toward the nape of his neck. A wet tongue touched the two puncture marks still gushing blood. He let out a hollow laugh, stunned. He tried to move his limbs, and the tips of his fingers twitched sporadically. It seemed the smaller muscles could still move. So then, when would the paralysis wear off? “Haa…” Seolyeong, who had been hungrily licking the blood, let out a satisfied sigh. Cold sweat…- 253.5 K • Completed
- The fingers stroking his palate moved deeper, brushing over his soft uvula. He couldn’t close his mouth properly, and clear saliva spilled down his chin. At first, all he felt was revulsion. He had sworn never to drink human blood. The violation of his mouth made him feel like his soul was being trampled. It stung behind his eyes, like he’d been jabbed with a needle. Seolyeong only realized a beat later that he was crying. “Ahh… ngh…” Damn it. Pleasure was rising in spite of…
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- Seolyeong had just escaped again, dodging the attendants on his way to Choseon. Lately, those girls couldn’t seem to leave him alone, always pushing fragrance bottles at him whenever they saw him. “Let us loosen your back, Sogyoju-nim,” they’d say. They only came to his chambers three times a day, around the hours of jinshi1, mishi, and yushi, so once those passed, he finally had some freedom to move. That’s why Seolyeong spent his time lazing around in the guest quarters with Choseon, only…
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- Being weak was a sin. It was a truth he’d heard so many times it had hardened in his ears, but the moment he truly felt it in his body, another thought came. Why hadn’t I tried to become stronger? Why hadn’t I ever been ashamed of my weakness? Tang Yujae had only learned the most basic level of movement techniques. Carrying his sister on his back made it even harder to gain speed. But he clenched his teeth and ran. When he finally reached the edge of Gyehong Moutain, a massive iron fence…
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- In a dim bathhouse. The man soaking in medicinal water asked slowly, “So that’s how your face ended up like that?” Jet-black hair clung to the golden-brown water steeped with herbs. His broad shoulders and firm chest were exposed above the wooden tub. Si Pungjae answered awkwardly. “…Yes, Master.” “What do you think of my bride’s martial skill? To beat both Si brothers into pulp, he must have considerable qi.” The man closed his eyes with a sigh, then opened them again.…
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- They tore through the mountainside, not even registering the nameless poisonous plants brushing against their skin. They knew they could shake off their pursuers if they followed the path Hayeon had shown them, but their minds couldn’t focus. There wasn’t even a handful of room for such thought. ‘They’re running, they must be the Cheonma’s bloodline!’ The warrior’s voice carried internal energy. Yuwon, unable to withstand the force of it, twisted her ankle and fell. This time, it was…
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- When such situations arose, the Tang family head would take a second wife and bear a new child. Fortunately, because Yujae’s mother was a daughter of the Jegal clan, they had to be mindful of their in-laws’ reputation, so the second wife was brought in later than usual. “She gave birth to a son yesterday. They say he has the Poison-Immunity Body. That’s why things have been noisy outside lately. I’ve never seen Father smile so brightly. I wanted to kick him.” Hayeon’s expression…
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- If one were to name the mountain with the mildest climate among the Sipman Daesan, it would likely be Chiljeong Mountain, where ordinary sect members lived. The crimson foliage that had once colored the ridges had already faded. Late autumn was fleeting. Soon, the chilly winds of early winter would descend even into the valleys of Chiljeong Mountain. Deep within Chiljeong Mountain stood a dense bamboo forest, the tall stalks planted in neat rows like soldiers in formation. They had not originally…
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- By the next morning, the news that the Mad Bride would be entering the Sect Leader’s chambers the very next day had already reached Yuwon’s ears. One of the attendants helping her get dressed had whispered it to her. She said the bride kept dodging the consummation night preparations and worried that, at this rate, all the sisters of Yeohwa Hall might be punished by the Sect Leader. She hoped nothing would happen to the older sisters she was close with, but she also thought the new bride was being…
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- Not knowing what went on in Tang Yujae’s head, Seolyeong was simply pleased, convinced that his disciple was attached to him. If things kept going this way, becoming a close master and disciple was all but guaranteed. He paid not the slightest attention to Si Pungjae, who trailed after them like a shadow, and continued his plans with the boy. “Look. That’s a snow plum blossom.” A red flower blooming proudly amidst the snow, Seolyeong had discovered it while wandering around…
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