Chapter 4 – “I’m not a monk, you know?” (1)

Splat!

The arrow I shot flew quickly and hit a tree. Unfortunately, it didn’t penetrate, but it left a noticeable mark.

“How was that, Master?”

“It’s not enough… You can’t rely on just your strength. I told you that before…”

The old man was shaking his head, but he couldn’t hide his satisfied smile. I wonder where he learned to be so tsundere!

It had been a week since I started learning martial arts from the Master.

During that time, I learned not only Simbeop but also Bobeop, Gwonbeop, Jibeop, and Jangbeop.

Bobeop included Kyungsinbeop and some individual techniques, so I had learned the basics of fighting.

I asked the Master if he taught martial arts that used weapons like swords or knives, but he firmly refused.

“What if you have to fight suddenly during your travels? Will you carry a weapon with you all the time? Don’t say such pathetic things again.”

It was a very reasonable explanation, so I understood.

Who would think about fighting during a peaceful journey? But then again, aren’t all the bad guys like that?

Anyway, I was realizing my own worth day by day.

Even if I had started learning martial arts as a child, if I continued to live, my body would inevitably accumulate impurities, or dirty energy.

The work of clearing that impurity, expanding and strengthening the blood vessels, and making it possible to transport a large amount of internal energy at once was called Ungi Haenggong, and the end result was called Jeoljeong Gosu.

In other words, if there were no impurities in my body, it meant that I was already at the level of a Jeoljeong Gosu.

My body was accumulating internal energy at a rapid pace, and I had already accumulated first-class internal energy.

The reason why the Master recognized me at a glance was because of this, and he said that I didn’t fall into his trap because I didn’t have any internal energy.

But when he saw me standing there without any sign of being caught in his trap, he was surprised.

Anyway, going back to what we were talking about, when people talk about a first-class master, they usually mean the final stage that a person can reach after a lifetime of training, so I was definitely a diamond spoon in the martial arts world.

Thank you, godly buff!

“Yuna, don’t put too much internal energy into your arrows just to increase their power. The essence of Jibeop lies not in strong power, but in versatility that can be used lightly to cope with various situations. This also applies to Kyungsinbeop…”

On the other hand, the Master’s reactions were changing, as if he was satisfied and dissatisfied at the same time.

Compared to the rapid increase in my internal energy, the mastery of the movements necessary to use it effectively was inevitably delayed due to the pure problem of a person’s motor nerves and brain.

Of course, the Master had said that it was fast enough compared to the general standard, but it was still a bit slower than when he was young. That’s why he would start nagging at the slightest moment of free time.

“…Remember that it’s the foundation of Jibeop. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

At first, I was surprised by these nagging remarks and tried to solve the problem in one breath, but now it wasn’t like that anymore.

After a week, I had some confidence.

I was sure that I hadn’t made too many mistakes, and I was confident that my head wouldn’t break.

In the phrase “military master,” you can find the meaning of treating the Master like a father. Conversely, it also means that the disciple takes care of the Master like a son.

I had thought that if I made a mistake, he might say, “I don’t need a disciple like you,” and hit me on the head, but I realized after a few days that it was unlikely to happen.

“The most important thing in using Gwonbeop is boldness. Compared to Jibeop and Jangbeop, Gwonbeop is more advantageous in close combat, but the risk of directly facing weapons also increases. However, don’t forget that you’ll only suffer losses if you shrink back. Once you gain experience one or two times, it won’t be a problem, but you should remember it at first to avoid unexpected disasters…”

“Master, aren’t you getting too carried away? The sun is already at its zenith!”

“…Right. Go and see if you’re ready. You’re such a troublesome guy.”

That’s why he can crawl like this.

When I went to the kitchen, Namgung Hye was cooking.

I thought she wouldn’t know how to cook because she was a noble lady, but surprisingly, she was good at it.

I couldn’t cook because I didn’t have a stove, so I was relieved.

If you looked closely, everything that could be in a house in the mountains was there.

It was hard to imagine the Master carrying all that junk up from the bottom of the mountain…

“Oh, Kang Sohyup. It seems like you’re almost ready. Did your master come to see you urgently?”

“No, it’s okay. I just came a little early. He’s just… a very worried person.”

When I explained that I had come to avoid nagging, Namgung Hye smiled softly. She was really pretty.

Suddenly being held captive by an old man whose name I didn’t even know and being forced to have a meal with him was a test of my mental fortitude.

After waiting for a while, a neatly arranged table was set up. There was enough food for the Master, me, and one more person.

“Sohyup, what about your mother?”

Namgung Hye asked me with a worried expression.

She only knew about the situation between Un Soyoung and me. We were both kidnapped and held in different places, and if one of us tried to escape, the other would be in danger.

The Master didn’t allow us to meet each other.

“Yes, I will tell Namgung Sojo that she is safe without any problems.”

Even though I spoke a little harshly, I couldn’t bring myself to be rude to Namgung Hye. But there was nothing I could do here.

I was on the side of the perpetrator, and I was going to be the perpetrator soon.

Leaving Namgung Hye, who was smiling with relief, I took the food and went to the cabin a little further away.

It would have been polite to bring it to the Master first, but he didn’t seem to care about such politeness. He thought it was pointless to go back and forth when there wasn’t much time difference.

I practiced the Deungryongbo step while moving, and soon arrived at the cabin alone.

I lowered my voice.

“Madam, I brought food.”

“…Wait a moment.”

Soon the door opened, and Un Soyoung greeted me with a pale face.

The Master said that it was okay to come and go as long as we didn’t go too far, but she seemed to have suffered a lot from being trapped inside.

“I’ll eat well.”

As soon as she received the food, she turned her body. She didn’t seem to have the energy to talk.

I spoke to her back.

“Namgung Sojo asked me to give you his regards and said that you’re safe.”

“…Thank you.”

If she had eaten the food, she would have known that it was her daughter’s cooking, but she never asked me how she was doing.

But I understood.

It was inevitable that Namgung Hye, who saw me as a disciple of the unknown old man who kidnapped her, and Un Soyoung, who saw me as a potential rapist, would react differently.

Unless you’re a psycho like the Joker, how can you tell your daughter that you’re going to fuck her mother?

To learn the final stage of the Deungseon Gong, sex, or radiation, is essential.

You must learn the technique of maximizing the effect of the energy cultivation by intersecting the positive energy of a man and the negative energy of a woman.

Fortunately, the Master wouldn’t be watching us have sex, but after the practice, I had to show him how my energy moved outside of Un Soyoung’s body.

The Master had actually intended to let Namgung Hye go, but I insisted on keeping Un Soyoung. There were three reasons for this.

First, I didn’t have the ability to calm down and practice the Deungseon Gong with someone I was having my first experience with.

Second, I didn’t want to cause harm to the person who had shown me kindness, Namgung Hye, by hurting the person she cared about the most.

Third, I was an extreme milf lover.

Yes, Un Soyoung was a perfect milf.

Her body was plump and ripe with overflowing female hormones, but she had almost no wrinkles due to her martial arts training, and she even had a mature child (which was important).

Namgung Hye had a natural beauty, but because of my martial arts training, Un Soyoung, who was in her early thirties despite being in her early forties, looked just as young.

This was an opportunity that only the top 0.1% of milf lovers could dream of in modern times, and if I rejected it, I wouldn’t be a true milf lover.

The reason I hadn’t touched her until now was that my martial arts skills were lacking.

To use the Deungseon Gong with Un Soyoung, who was at the intermediate level of climax, compared to Namgung Hye, who was at the advanced level, I needed to have even deeper martial arts skills.

The Master explained that even considering the fact that Un Soyoung’s energy was blocked, I needed to have at least the martial arts skills of an advanced level.

In other words, what is my current martial arts level?

Advanced, that’s right, advanced.

From today on, I am unlocking the stormy sex.

Late at night.

Un Soyoung tossed and turned on the bed. She couldn’t sleep despite feeling extreme fatigue.

She had many worries, such as her daughter’s situation, her worries about what the blood demon was planning, and what had happened to Sae-ga.

There were plenty of things that troubled her.

If she could at least practice martial arts, she might be able to relieve some of her fatigue, but her energy was still blocked and unresponsive.

She was better off than the women in the brothel, but the fact that her energy was blocked and she couldn’t sense her surroundings was causing her more mental stress than she had expected.

Still, she had to maintain her stamina in case a breakthrough came.

So she forced herself to eat, and tried to maintain her stamina by stretching her body lightly.

She had many sleepless nights like this, but when she wanted to take a bath, the Master’s disciple had prepared warm water for her every day, even though she hadn’t asked for it.

And it was always heated to the perfect temperature.

I felt uneasy when the Master’s disciple insisted on washing the ingredients before cooking, as if he had some ulterior motive. But I didn’t want to offend him by refusing, so I reluctantly accepted.

He was a disciple of the blood demon, and he would probably become a notorious villain like his master someday. But at least he hadn’t caused any harm to me yet, so I thought he was better than the blood demon.

Maybe that’s why…

Squishhh

As the door opened, I finally realized who was coming. When my eyes met Kang Yoon’s, the first thing I felt was betrayal.