Chapter 3 – Make Me the Best Master (3)

Ija-sung felt a sense of satisfaction as he watched his disciple absorb his teachings as if devouring them.

It was only recently that he had received information that Eun So-young, the daughter of Namgoong Se-ga’s trusted aide, Namgoong Hye, was coming to Amipa with her daughter to meet with a friend.

Until just a short while ago, he never dreamed that things would turn out like this, waiting for them to return.

No, the idea of having a disciple was impossible for him.

Through his own experience of mastering the Dangseong-gong, he vaguely acknowledged that the Dangseong-gong itself was a kind of flawed skill that required the balance of Jin-gi to be maintained through sexual intercourse with women. However, to fully master the Dangseong-gong, there was one prerequisite.

The prerequisite was to develop sexual desire based on the lower body, the sexual organs, and to do so, it was impossible to teach a young child whose blood was not yet fully hardened.

Ija-sung had failed, his master had failed, and all his predecessors had failed.

Despite the fact that his martial arts skills were among the top three in the world, his sexual skills were only at the top of the first class or the bottom of the top class.

Even if he became a top-notch master, he could only be considered a master who was known in a certain region. However, as Ija-sung had already reached the pinnacle of the top class, he was only at a mediocre level.

Since the Dangseong-gong could not be divided into two, it was inevitable that the Dangseong-gong would become incomplete.

There were two ways for the Dangseong-gong to move forward.

Should he give up his identity as a sexual master and become an ordinary martial artist to pursue the Dangseong-gong? Or should he continue to pursue this path, even though he knew it was impossible?

Ija-sung was even considering cutting off the history of the Colorful Sky Sect from his generation. What was the use of a Dangseong-gong master who was unable to reach the pinnacle?

In a situation where he was confident that no one among his predecessors had reached the level of Ija-sung, the Colorful Sky Sect’s goal of becoming a sexual master was becoming distorted as a means, not a purpose.

However, he firmly believed that this lump in front of him would be different. A complete adult body with sexual desire, yet with a blood that was cleaner than that of a child, and a talent who had not yet learned martial arts!

He had become blinded by his talent and had taken him in as a disciple without thinking about the consequences, but Ija-sung was willing to accept him even if he was a pawn of his enemies, including the Jungpa faction.

The master had thought of ways to improve the Colorful Sky Sect to teach his disciple, but the fact that his disciple didn’t need such arrangements excited Ija-sung.

“Have you all remembered?”

“Yes, Master.”

The Colorful Sky Sect consisted of eight postures, including the horse stance, which naturally strengthened and purified the blood if the correct posture was maintained, even if one couldn’t feel the inner energy.

“Depending on the person, the bone structure and meridians may differ, so the correct posture may vary slightly for each individual. It may be difficult now, but if you become proficient in inner energy, you will be able to feel that sensation. I will teach you how to sense the flow of Jin-gi in your blood later.”

“…”

The disciple who had answered ‘Yes, Master’ every time was now silent. Ija-sung turned to look at Kang Yoon, who was bowing his head and looking down.

“What’s wrong? Even if it’s difficult, you should look straight ahead and not bow your head.”

It was the first day of his training, so he might be feeling tired.

When Ija-sung was a disciple, he couldn’t concentrate easily and often lost his temper because he was young, but Kang Yoon was a mature adult with a strong passion for learning.

Of course, Ija-sung couldn’t imagine that Kang Yoon had exhibited supernatural concentration because he was afraid that his head might fly off at any moment.

As Ija-sung was considering taking a break at this point, he heard Kang Yoon’s voice in his ear.

“…Master. Um, is it possible that…”

“What’s wrong?”

“Um…what I’m feeling right now, is it Jin-gi?”

While still maintaining the horse stance, Kang Yoon cautiously pointed to his lower abdomen. His finger was precisely pointing to the location of the Gonwon-hyeol, the second most important point for using the Colorful Sky Sect’s inner energy after the Kihae-hyeol.

Ija-sung wondered how many favors he had done to receive such a disciple.

“Hmm…”

Eun So-young forced her eyelids open, which didn’t want to open easily.

Since reaching a certain level in martial arts, she hadn’t experienced such a thing, but her mind was hazy like a foggy mist, feeling strange.

When she got up, feeling less energetic than usual, she felt that the place where she had been lying down was quite unfamiliar.

“Hmph!”

At that moment, memories rushed into her mind as if hitting the back of her head.

An unbelievably powerful master had appeared, and they had suffered a crushing defeat despite their name, Namgoong Se-ga.

She had tried to resist with all her might, but her fist couldn’t even leave a scratch on her opponent.

“Where’s Hye-ah?”

Knowing that she couldn’t possibly escape from such a skilled master, Eun So-young couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

His target was her daughter.

For some reason, she couldn’t explain, the thought of handing her daughter over to such a ruthless person was out of the question.

“Am I a hostage? Did they capture me because they couldn’t get to Hye-ah?”

There was no one guarding her, and there was nothing restraining her.

She could even break down the door that was not far away with ease.

If only she could use her inner energy to its full potential.

Although she had no trouble moving her limbs, her inner energy was not responding at all.

She couldn’t explain how, but she felt like her energy was being blocked, making her feel sluggish and weak.

As she was considering whether to try opening the door, she heard a voice in her ear.

“Are you awake?”

It was a message sent by Ija-sung. Even while teaching Kang Yoon the Dungseon-gong, his sensitive senses were able to detect movement from the makeshift tent he had set up elsewhere.

“Since I can’t use my inner energy, I can’t send a message through it. But you can hear me if I speak, so feel free to ask if you have any questions.”

“Who are you?”

“Oh, I didn’t introduce myself. If I had known earlier, I might have given up Namgoong Hye’s whereabouts willingly. I am the Red Blood Demon, Ija-sung.”

At the mention of his name, Eun So-young was shocked.

“The Blood Demon! Are you really the Blood Demon?”

“Why does everyone leave out the ‘color’ part? It’s not like forgetting that makes the fact that you were beaten by a Blood Demon disappear,” he muttered under his breath.

But Eun So-young didn’t pay attention to his words.

He was one of the twelve absolute masters in the world, competing for the top spot with two others, Prince Geomsung of the Jungpa and the leader of the Makyos, Shinma.

Unlike them, he didn’t lead any faction, but that fact alone made him more powerful than the other two.

He was infamous for not discriminating between men and women and was known for his carnal desires, preying on female martial artists who were renowned for their beauty.

The entire martial arts world feared him, and many women were forced to marry at a young age just to avoid him.

Realizing that even three top-notch masters would be no match for such a person, Eun So-young could only blame herself for her foolish decision.

“What happened to Hye-ah? Is she with you? What about the other Gasols?”

“I’m protecting Namgoong Hye. Some guys tried to attack us, but… I sent the ones who didn’t resist to a safe place, so don’t worry.”

Eun So-young gritted her teeth. The thought of her daughter being defiled by such a vile person at such a young age made her sick to her stomach and filled her with rage.

“Let me see my daughter. Just to make sure she’s unharmed.”

But being held captive and having her inner energy suppressed, she knew that all she could do was make requests.

“I’m sorry, but that’s not possible. Now that you know enough about the situation, I need you to take care of my business.”

“What more do you want? You’ve already humiliated my daughter. What else could you possibly want?”

“Well, Namgoong’s wife. It’s not like I’m asking for something unreasonable.”

Eun So-young could hear the hesitation in Ija-sung’s voice. She knew what he wanted.

“You want me to… take my daughter’s place?”

Her hands and feet trembled. Was it shame for being forced to accept the unreasonable demands of a powerful man, or was it something else?

“You understand me well.”

“That’s outrageous. Don’t you feel ashamed as a master of the martial arts?”

“I thought it was a reasonable proposal. Was I mistaken? Namgoong Se-ga said he would come rushing over today or tomorrow. Did I hear wrong?”

Eun So-young was speechless. How did this man know about the sudden arrival of the three top-notch masters?

“Even if he rushes over, it will be difficult to save my husband’s life. No, he may have already met his fate. And what about the virtue of a loyal wife and the purity of a woman who may one day become a legendary figure?”

“…”

“What does the wife value more? Hmm?”

Eun So-young wanted to block out the devil’s words. But even with her ears covered, she could still hear his voice.

“You’re free to come and go. We’ll bring you food, and if you need to bathe, we’ll prepare it for you. As long as you don’t go too far, nothing will happen to you.”

With those words, the voice on the other end of the line went silent. Eun So-young buried her head in her knees.

From the moment the proposal was made, Eun So-young had only one choice.

The victims of the Blood Demon’s techniques were all pure virgins, and no matter how free the martial arts world was, it was too big of an obstacle for the women of prestigious families.

If she were in the same position as the mother of a victim who had already been defiled, it was obvious that she would say, “I’ll take that opportunity as soon as possible.”

And if Eun So-young were in the same position, she would have said the same thing.

And that fact made her feel sad.