NOVEL NEXT Chapter 38
Chapter 38: Silent Nerve Warfare
Yujinhwi’s hand trembled slightly.
Her gaze was fixed on Seoharin.
In an instant, something dark and sticky surged up from Yujinhwi’s heart.
It was jealousy. Yet, Yujinhwi didn’t yet recognize the identity of the emotion that was consuming her mind.
‘······Why······? Why do I feel so uneasy······?’
Yujinhwi bit her lip.
Seoharin, daughter of Grandmaster Seo.
She was someone Yujinhwi was well aware of. The tragic tale of losing her mother during a dispute among martial artists at the inn, and the fact that she had closed her heart thereafter.
Yujinhwi knew that Seoharin harbored hatred towards martial artists and blamed the Gongdong Sect for not protecting her mother and the inn.
Thus, Yujinhwi felt a sense of pity towards Seoharin.
Moreover, Seoharin was the only peer in Yujinhwi’s small world before meeting her master. Naturally, it was understandable that her feelings would be drawn towards her.
Therefore, Yujinhwi wished for Seoharin’s heart to open up.
‘I shouldn’t feel this way towards Seo-soja······. Why······.’
Seoharin had not spoken a word, as if she were mute. This was her first proper conversation. Under normal circumstances, it should have brought joy.
Yet right now, Yujinhwi felt a sense of rejection.
It all started when she heard that Seoharin was taking care of her precious master, Lee Cheol-soo.
‘Master······. Master······.’
Yujinhwi’s mind conjured the image of Seoharin attending to her master’s illness.
And also of her master, enchanted by Seoharin’s beauty.
Seoharin was undeniably attractive as a woman.
Although she still had a youthful appearance, the potential for breathtaking beauty in the future was evident.
There wouldn’t be a man who wouldn’t be captivated by her beauty.
Even now, when Seoharin began helping out with the inn, the influx of male guests temporarily increased sales.
‘That’s······.’
The Gongdong Sect was not as strictly sect-bound as the Wudang Sect. It had opened its doors to commoners after uniting Confucian, Buddhist, and Taoist teachings at Gongdong Mountain and even allowed marriages among disciples.
Thus, one day, the master would inevitably find a partner and marry.
‘The master······. Meeting someone······. Marrying······.’
As the reality, which she had been avoiding for so long, loomed before Yujinhwi, her vision blurred.
She did not want to see her master express affection towards anyone.
She did not want to witness her master marrying.
The thought shocked Yujinhwi.
That shouldn’t be. It was unthinkable for her precious master to live a life of solitude forever.
‘No. Yes, as a senior disciple······. I need to thoroughly vet the woman who will be my master’s bride! I cannot let just anyone become my master’s partner!’
Yujinhwi shifted her thoughts, rationalizing herself.
She couldn’t let an outsider marry her master.
She couldn’t let just anyone become her master’s soulmate.
So, as a senior disciple, she would meticulously vet prospective partners for her master.
Even if it meant······.
‘Seoharin cannot be an exception.’
Even Seoharin, whom she had known.
That was her duty as a senior disciple.
With this effort, Yujinhwi tried to rationalize her jealousy as a form of senior camaraderie and asked Seoharin.
“······I can take care of the master. But why must you endure the trouble of coming to the main base, Lady Seo?”
Her voice was unexpectedly stiff, and her expression was frozen, yet Yujinhwi was oblivious to this.
Seoharin, seeing this, pursed her lips.
‘······Why is that?’
It was a rather impulsive suggestion, not typical of her.
Seoharin’s mind was vividly recalling events from ten years ago.
The martial artists fighting and smashing the inn’s tables.
The image of her mother, wounded by a blind sword during the chaos, collapsing. The bloodstains marring the inn.
Every scene was crystal clear.
That was why she hid. She closed her heart.
She hated the martial world that killed her mother, and she despised the Gongdong Sect, which could offer no help.
She felt a bit resentful towards her father, who donated to the Gongdong Sect despite the tragedy.
‘I hate martial artists. I also······. Hate the Gongdong Sect.’
That feeling had not changed.
But that day was different.
Lee Cheol-soo. Yujinhwi’s master and a new disciple to the Gongdong Sect.
At first, when he greeted her, Seoharin had no thoughts about him. She regarded him as nothing different from other martial artists.
To her, martial artists were merely lawless brigands wielding swords. The orthodox faction’s rhetoric was hypocrisy, and the unorthodox faction was nothing but openly armed bandits.
So she thought Lee Cheol-soo was no different. Especially since he came from a powerless Gongdong Sect background.
Even when he dealt with the three thugs from the Sayeong Hoe causing trouble at the inn, she thought this way.
Sure, he could have dealt with the three thugs right then, but she believed the underlying issue remained unsolved.
‘······That was a bit unexpected, though······.’
If there was any exception, it was when he poured liquor on the ground to cover for her mistake.
But from the moment he took the lead in resolving issues with the Sayeong Hoe, Seoharin’s feelings began to change, little by little.
After that day, her once empty heart and lost feelings started to be stirred again.
And today.
When she heard that Lee Cheol-soo had been injured in a fight with a masked villain.
Seoharin felt a vague sense of responsibility.
As a result, Lee Cheol-soo had stepped forward to protect her and the inn, and here he was, hurt.
‘I must take responsibility for that.’
So she felt she had to take responsibility.
Moreover, she wanted to understand the identity of the feelings stirring within her.
Thus, she volunteered to care for Lee Cheol-soo.
However.
‘······This is the first time I’ve seen Yujinhwi so unsettled······.’
To her surprise, Yujinhwi’s reaction was contrary to Seoharin’s expectations.
Although Seoharin did not like martial artists much, even she had to admit that Yujinhwi was a good person.
Yet, Yujinhwi was acting differently than usual.
Being sensitive to the emotions of others, Seoharin sensed it.
What showed on Yujinhwi’s face was a feeling of negativity.
‘Why······? What kind of person is this noble one······?’
And Seoharin could easily deduce that Yujinhwi’s negative emotions were linked to Lee Cheol-soo.
One more reason to head to the Gongdong Sect.
Lee Cheol-soo, who stirred Yujinhwi’s discomfort and evoked her feelings.
Seoharin felt her interest deepen and added.
“······Is it wrong? He is the one who got hurt because of me. It’s only right that I tend to him.”
At Seoharin’s words, Yujinhwi lightly clenched her fists.
Logically, it was a sound argument.
Moreover, Seoharin was no outsider, so it made even more sense.
But in her heart, Yujinhwi didn’t want Seoharin in the main base.
“What do you think, Master Seo?”
“Considering my daughter’s words, I agree. It is indeed a bit safer at the main base than here.”
With Grandmaster Seo’s statement, Yujinhwi bit her lip.
With things escalating to this point, she found no excuse to refuse.
It was inevitable.
She looked at Seoharin, took a deep breath, and said.
“Alright, Lady Seo. Let’s get some pork and then head to the main base together.”
“Thank you, Noble One.”
The silent nerve warfare ended in Seoharin’s victory.
Yujinhwi trembled slightly, feeling an inexplicable sense of defeat, and took a breath.
*
One good thing about being a patient covered by thick cotton blankets is that my treasures remain concealed from view.
Of course, since I was well-endowed, I could still assert my presence above the thick blanket. But I cleverly adjusted my positioning and controlled my treasures to hide my arousal beneath the thick blanket.
_Twitch._
I continued doing my Kegel exercises while lying there, receiving care from my master.
My sturdy endowment was standing tall even under the bright midday sun, thanks to the vitality training I had done.
‘Hehehe.’
I barely controlled the twitching corners of my mouth.
I could feel that the endurance and firmness of my arousal had improved compared to before.
All thanks to the modern medical miracle known as the Hanging Exercise.
Soon, the pork would arrive, making for a most satisfying patient life.
Ideally, I’d lower my hands to touch my treasures and check my specs, but······.
‘Can’t do that with the master around.’
Too vigorous movements would attract attention.
So, I couldn’t touch my impressive African elephant.
How regrettable.
‘I need to enjoy self-pleasure too.’
Self-pleasure.
Pleasuring oneself was also essential when discussing the color spectrum.
As the old saying goes, knowing your enemy and knowing yourself leads to a hundred victories, and sex was no different.
To win in the life-and-death battle, one must thoroughly understand their martial arts prowess, just as one must understand their body and pleasures to truly send someone into ecstasy through cloud and rain pleasure.
If one does not know their own pleasure, they cannot lead in the cloud and rain pleasure.
And the best way to know oneself is through self-pleasure.
Excessive self-pleasure risks developing boredom or premature ejaculation, but moderate self-pleasure provides a refreshing energy boost and contributes positively to one’s virility.
Furthermore, if one practices excessive abstinence during their youth, they might produce weak sperm as adults, making moderate self-pleasure an indispensable training method in mastering the color spectrum.
‘In my past life, I wanted to, but couldn’t······.’
Suddenly, memories of my previous life came to mind.
I had a strong sex drive, yet being impotent, I couldn’t even pleasure myself—a truly miserable reality.
If only I had been oblivious to the pleasures of self-pleasure. My life as a eunuch, indoctrinated by modern erotic stimuli, was a living hell.
Lying in bed, just before falling asleep, the despair of finding nothing when I instinctively reached down with my right hand!
The torture of having to sleep in tears every night due to an unfulfilled sex drive!
It was not just a day or two I wished to die. If I had not set the goal of restoring my treasures and indulging in cloud and rain pleasure and self-pleasure to my heart’s content, I would have already taken my own life.
But that was no longer the case.
Feeling the weight of my endowment, I silently laughed.
Just then.
“It seems Huia has arrived. I’ll go see. You rest.”
I heard my master’s voice.
It seems he sensed the presence of my senior disciple near the door.
The arrival of my senior disciple signaled the arrival of the pork.
Just the thought of a vitality supplement made me feel even better.
My master opened the door and left Cheongun Pavilion.
How long had it been?
_Creak, thud._
Someone entered as my master opened the sliding door and stepped out.
It must be my senior disciple.
Please, let her not take away my first delectable treat!
Lying down, I turned my head, thinking this.
Before me stood a figure.
“It’s good to meet you again, Noble One. I’m Seoharin, here to stay at the main base to tend to your illness starting today.”
Her platinum blonde hair glimmered in the sunlight streaming through the door.
Her sky-blue eyes seemed to capture the heavens.
This snowy-white-skinned beauty, a future supreme beauty of the righteous faction, greeted me shyly.
Seoharin, huh?
Just as I was in shock.
“First, I will begin by cleaning your body.”
Seoharin set down a basin on her head and picked up a wet towel.
Wait.
She’s going to clean my body?
Right now, I’m standing tall because of my Kegel exercises?!