The Battle for the Heavenly Sword - Chapter 20

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20
Woo Geom-san’s Struggle
In the Western Regions, there once existed a temple called the Joyous Thunder Temple.
The Joyous Thunder Temple boasted a history just as long as that of the Lesser Leiyin Temple.
The doctrine of the Joyous Thunder Temple was to achieve truth through the harmony of Yin and Yang.
When the Joyous Thunder Temple was first created, strict rules existed.
There was a clause stating that while they pursued the harmony of Yin and Yang, it must absolutely never be done by force. However, as time passed, the rules were forgotten and the doctrine became corrupted.
Instead of pursuing the truth, they came to pursue pleasure itself.
For the sake of extreme pleasure, instances of kidnapping young girls who had not even reached menarche or handsome young boys became commonplace.
When the resentment of the people toward their evil deeds reached its peak, the Lesser Leiyin Temple finally stepped in.
The Lesser Leiyin Temple designated the Joyous Thunder Temple as a public enemy of the Western Regions, rallied forces, and set out to punish them.
Although the Joyous Thunder Temple had built a powerful force that matched its long history, it could not withstand the onslaught of the Western Regions’ martial artists gathered around the Lesser Leiyin Temple.
In the end, the Joyous Thunder Temple collapsed like a sandcastle, and the monks who had committed evil deeds for many years were slaughtered.
A small number of surviving monks barely managed to flee, and the Holy Monk who established the Baihong Temple in this Village was their leader.
The Holy Monk settled down here with four immortals and monks who usually followed him.
At that time, confusion under Heaven had reached its peak due to the war between the Cheonmyeong Association and the Nine Great Sects.
On top of that, natural disasters struck, leaving the minds of the villagers extremely devastated.
Winning the hearts of such people was not very difficult for the Holy Monk and the Four Immortals of Baihong.
With the intention of deceiving the people’s eyes, they held a Ritual for the Dead, and coincidentally, the troubles of the Village disappeared after that day.
The people came to blindly believe whatever the Holy Monk said.
From then on, the Holy Monk began to reveal his wild ambitions in earnest.
It was to turn the Baihong Temple into a second Joyous Thunder Temple. To achieve this, power was needed.
The Four Immortals of Baihong extorted the Essence and Blood of men using the Soul-Bewitching Pleasure Art, and the Holy Monk absorbed it from the Four Immortals of Baihong through a sorcery called the Blood-Returning Essence Absorption Art.
Over the past few years, many men in the Village had their Essence and Blood extorted by them, but not a single person died.
This was because the Four Immortals of Baihong controlled their strength appropriately.
Even though the Village men who fell victim to the Soul-Bewitching Pleasure Art did not actually engage in sexual intercourse, they fell into the illusion that they really did. And for the sake of pleasure, they willingly volunteered to become slaves to the Holy Monk.
In that manner, the Holy Monk and the Four Immortals of Baihong took control of the Village over several years.
“Hoho! It’s a handsome boy I haven’t seen in a long time. Ever since the Joyous Thunder Temple was destroyed by the Lesser Leiyin Temple, I haven’t had the chance to encounter such a handsome boy.”
The immortal in red smacked her lips as she looked at Woo Geom-san.
Her name was Chie Xianzi.
She was a master of seduction and aphrodisiac arts who favored blood-red clothes.
Normally, she would extort the Essence and Blood of men little by little using the Soul-Bewitching Pleasure Art, but when such a handsome or young boy came in, she would mate with him directly to absorb the Essence and Blood.
Just then, the woman in green spoke up.
“Sister, you know you shouldn’t extort all the Essence and Blood by yourself, right? You have to leave our share too.”
Her name was Qinghan Xianzi.
Although she had a name that sounded clean and aloof, she was actually the most wanton woman among the Four Immortals of Baihong.
Chie Xianzi replied with a smile.
“Don’t worry. When have I ever kept it all to myself? I’ll leave plenty for your shares, so wait your turn patiently.”
“Hoho! Got it.”
“We’re in luck. For such a handsome boy to come in right before the Honglian Festival.”
In truth, she preferred directly engaging in sexual intercourse over deploying the Soul-Bewitching Pleasure Art to extort Essence and Blood.
However, because she had no desire to mate with the ugly or foul-smelling Village men, she had no choice but to deploy the Soul-Bewitching Pleasure Art. Therefore, she was quite starved.
Just thinking about mating with a handsome boy after such a long time made her feel as if her lower body was already turning damp.
Chie Xianzi took Woo Geom-san to her room and laid him down on a soft bed.
“I will show you paradise. Become a dog and serve this body.”
Chie Xianzi took out a small wooden box from her robes.
When she opened the wooden box, a small red pill revealed itself.
It was a secret medicine called the Heavenly Pleasure Pill, made through the Secret Heritage of the Joyous Thunder Temple.
It was a secret medicine that, once consumed, caused one to lose their reason and explode with lust, making them focus entirely on mating for three days and three nights.
‘Damn it!’
Although he could not open his eyes, Woo Geom-san was listening to all of Chie Xianzi and Qinghan Xianzi’s conversation.
Through their conversation, he came to know that the Baihong Temple was the successor to the Joyous Thunder Temple, but there was nothing he could do at this very moment.
Although his mind was growing slightly clearer through Righteous Breathing, strength still did not enter his limbs.
He did not possess any means to protect himself.
Woo Geom-san was a man too.
Moreover, he was at a vigorous age.
Naturally, he had plenty of interest in women.
He also had thoughts of someday meeting a pretty and good woman to form a family.
There was no reason for him to dislike a relationship with a pretty woman, but it could not be like this.
He could not lose his sanity to a drug and be unilaterally violated.
Woo Geom-san tried to resist somehow, but strength still would not enter his limbs.
At that moment, Chie Xianzi forced his lips open and inserted the Heavenly Pleasure Pill.
Upon touching his saliva, the Heavenly Pleasure Pill melted and instantly passed down his esophagus.
‘Ugh!’
In an instant, Woo Geom-san felt a fiery energy rush toward his lower abdomen.
The Heavenly Pleasure Pill was taking immediate effect.
The mind he had desperately tried to steady grew hazy again as an immense lust surged up. Woo Geom-san felt his reason becoming paralyzed by desire.
At this rate, it was clear he would become a plaything for the Four Immortals of Baihong and have his Essence and Blood extorted until he died.
‘I have to control this energy.’
Woo Geom-san desperately searched for a way even within his fading consciousness.
However, with his limbs paralyzed, there was only one method he could choose.
It was Righteous Breathing.
‘I must let this sinister energy flow away.’
Woo Geom-san thought of Wuwei Ziran.
Do not use force unnaturally.
Do not go against the laws of nature, and always keep the mind clear by following the flow.
He did not know if this passage would work against the Heavenly Pleasure Pill, but right now, it was the only thing he could trust and rely on.
‘Whew! Whew!’
Woo Geom-san desperately held onto his fading thread of consciousness and breathed according to the principles of Wuwei Ziran.
Chie Xianzi looked at Woo Geom-san, who was fighting a desperate battle, with a puzzled expression.
All of this was happening inside Woo Geom-san.
Naturally, just by looking at the outside, one could not know Woo Geom-san’s internal situation.
On the outside, Woo Geom-san looked peaceful.
“What is it? Is the medicine not working?”
Chie Xianzi furrowed her beautiful brows deeply.
After doubting the efficacy of the Heavenly Pleasure Pill for a moment, she soon shook her head.
It was the Heavenly Pleasure Pill made through the Secret Heritage of the Joyous Thunder Temple. For hundreds of years, its efficacy had been fully proven.
Chie Xianzi had also used it dozens of times, and she had never failed even once.
She brought her face close to Woo Geom-san’s face.
She could feel Woo Geom-san’s breath on her skin.
Chie Xianzi noticed that there was a steady pattern to Woo Geom-san’s breathing.
It was clear that he was consciously regulating his breath.
It was impossible for someone who had completely lost their mind and reason to breathe so steadily.
“You haven’t lost consciousness. How detestable…”
Chie Xianzi wore an exasperated expression. However, a smile soon appeared on her face.
“I don’t know how you stayed awake, but it’s useless anyway. The Heavenly Pleasure Pill cannot dare be controlled by human will. You will eventually submit to me.”
The smile lingering on Chie Xianzi’s lips deepened.
She soon began to take off her gorgeous red garments one by one.
Her snow-white shoulder line and smooth back were revealed, and she quickly became naked.
Chie Xianzi’s naked body, wearing nothing at all, was dazzlingly beautiful.
Her skin, which had extorted the Essence and Blood of men for many years, was clear without a single blemish, and a subtle, seductive scent drifted from it.
Along with a beautiful appearance that could bewitch any man, she even had alluring eyes.
A violent sensuality that no healthy man could ever resist was coiled around her.
Chie Xianzi caressed and stimulated Woo Geom-san’s body with her snow-white fingers. Every time her fingertips brushed past, Woo Geom-san’s body flinched. He was reacting in spite of himself.
Chie Xianzi moved her fingers with an even more alluring smile.
“I wonder just how long you can hold out? Hoho!”
She knew all too well how to handle men.
From now on, she intended to use every technique she possessed on Woo Geom-san.
“Unless you’re a stone Buddha, you won’t be able to escape from me.”
A time of endurance and pain was beginning for Woo Geom-san.
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“Whew!”
Baek Ho-yang opened his eyes with a deep sigh.
The energy of the Heavenly Soul Incense scattered into the air along with his sigh.
“To think such a medicine existed Under Heaven.”
It would have been better if it were a pure poison.
Since almost nothing could breach his Immunity to a Thousand Poisons, ordinary poisons did not work on his body.
The Heavenly Soul Incense was not a poison harmful to the human body.
Because it was not a poison yet produced a similar effect, it was actually not easy to counter.
For that reason, even Baek Ho-yang had no choice but to take quite a long time to dispel the effects of the Heavenly Soul Incense.
Baek Ho-yang looked around with eyes that had sunk coldly.
The place where he was located was an enclosed space surrounded by stone walls.
Even the entrance was made of an iron door, completely isolating him from the outside.
“Is this a Dungeon?”
Unlike Woo Geom-san, Baek Ho-yang had not lost consciousness from the beginning.
He had merely refrained from reacting in order to find out the identity and purpose of those who had kidnapped them.
However, the power of the Heavenly Soul Incense was more terrible than expected, so the time was delayed more than he had thought.
Now that he had completely expelled the Heavenly Soul Incense from his body, the Dungeon could no longer confine Baek Ho-yang.
“First, I must save Geom-san.”
He was worried about what kind of hardships Woo Geom-san, who was kidnapped with him, might be experiencing.
Judging by the conversation of the burly men, there was a high possibility that the Baihong Temple was an Evil Cult rather than an ordinary temple.
Thump! Thump!
Baek Ho-yang knocked on the iron door.
As expected, the iron door was firmly shut.
Baek Ho-yang formed a Sword-Secret Finger with his right hand and swung it toward the iron door.
Slash!
With a chilling cutting sound, the thick iron door was sliced in two and fell to the floor.
Although he escaped from the cramped room, Baek Ho-yang’s expression did not brighten at all.
This was because, aside from the room he was confined in, numerous rooms were lined up along a narrow hallway.
Baek Ho-yang looked inside a room through a small window attached to the iron door.
Inside the room, a man who was as emaciated as a Mummified Corpse was sprawled out, gasping for breath.
With his Essence and Blood almost entirely sucked away, he was barely clinging to life.
Such men were not just one or two.
Not all the Village men had welcomed the Baihong Temple.
Those confined in the Dungeon were all those who had rebelled against the events of the Baihong Temple.
The Baihong Temple was extorting Essence and Qi while keeping the men who rebelled like that locked in the Dungeon.
Baek Ho-yang shook his head at the truly horrific sight of the men.
“Whew! I do not know just how far humans can degrade themselves.”
It was then.
“What? How did you get out?”
Someone discovered Baek Ho-yang and shouted.
It was a monk with a clean-shaven head.
If it were an ordinary monk, his eyes should be clear, but the eyes of the monk who shouted upon seeing Baek Ho-yang were blood-red and turbid.
Baek Ho-yang instantly realized the fact that he had mastered an evil martial art.
“Since Under Heaven is in chaos, evil men are running rampant.”
“What nonsense are you talking about, old man? Go back inside the cell while I’m speaking nicely.”
“I must save my grandson, so I cannot do that.”
“Grandson? What nonsense is this old man…”
“Stop talking nonsense, and guide me to your leader.”
“You’ve gone mad, old man! How dare you ask to be guided to the Holy Monk.”
Murderous intent erupted from the monk’s eyes.
He deployed the Rakshasa Soul-Snatching Hand, a martial technique of the Joyous Thunder Temple.
A red energy flew with a terrifying momentum as if it would split Baek Ho-yang apart in an instant.
Whoosh!
Baek Ho-yang muttered as he thrust his Sword-Secret Finger toward the Rakshasa Soul-Snatching Hand.
“No matter how sinister the energy is, it is useless before the Gongfu of Quanzhen.”
The fourth stance of the Choyen Sword Technique, the Heart-Shattering Resolution.
It was a Gongfu that destroyed the mind, not the physical body.
The Heart-Shattering Resolution pierced through the Rakshasa Soul-Snatching Hand and reached the depths of the monk’s heart.
Thud!
The moment Baek Ho-yang’s finger touched him, the monk felt the Martial Cultivation Force and sinister mind he had built up until now shatter into pieces.
“N-No!”

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