Sichuan's Mad Dragon (Novel) - Chapter 186 - I'll Walk You There

Chapter 186 – I’ll Walk You There

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Translated by Heavenly Cat
Edited by Celestial Knight

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Ju-seong first put the incomplete Three Talents Five Elements Pill in his mouth.

This scentless pill contained the three spiritual medicines. Treasures his master had spent his youth searching for.

With this, Ju-seong’s body now held four of the Five Phases along with the Three Talents.

“Preparations are complete.”

Ju-seong spoke with determination.

He could feel the three precious spiritual medicines dissolving moment by moment, circulating through his entire fine vessels.

“Quite a lavish way to freshen your breath before a kiss.”

Wol-hyang smiled faintly.

Indeed, an exquisitely refined fragrance was flowing from Ju-seong’s mouth after consuming the rare medicines.

“Lady…”

Ju-seong stared at Wol-hyang and opened his mouth.

“Though circumstances have pushed us to this point, you know well that I’ve kept you in my heart for a long time. What I mean to say is, well…”

Ju-seong, who should have been able to pour out words like flowing water, stammered.

“Be quiet.”

Wol-hyang extended her pale, slender hand, grasped the back of Ju-seong’s head, and pulled him close.

Their lips met.

“…”

Wol-hyang blinked briefly, then spoke again.

“Open your mouth.”

Ju-seong’s mouth opened.

After that, not a single word passed between them.

Or rather, at least no words formed by moving the tongue were exchanged. Their tongues and lips were already occupied.

They were martial artists with excellent comprehension. In other words, they learned quickly anything they did with their bodies.

To achieve true union, to connect their energy channels and flow their dantians as if they were one body…

‘Foreplay.’

First, they needed to embrace each other’s bodies, understanding every corner as if it were their own.

This was to break down the boundaries between other and self, for the sake of becoming one.

Wol-hyang read in Ju-seong the density of solidly packed muscles and rough skin, and a weightiness peculiar to men that was far heavier than expected.

Ju-seong read in Wol-hyang a martial artist’s elasticity, the softness unique to women that remained despite it, and…

He felt a fragrance that made his vision go hazy, a fragrance that squeezed deep between his brows as if about to burst a nosebleed… as intense as a field of midsummer flowers in full bloom.

When Ju-seong involuntarily exhaled roughly and his body jerked, Wol-hyang reached out and gently stroked his back.

Ju-seong’s breathing steadied again.

At other times, Wol-hyang lost her composure and writhed from Ju-seong’s touch, but then Ju-seong calmed her.

This was not mere carnal pleasure… it was also a proper cultivation practice.

They kept their breathing long and even.

There was no losing themselves, panting senselessly in the excitement of pleasure.

Except for the brief moments when Wol-hyang’s small, round nails dug lightly into the small of Ju-seong’s back…

The two were as subtle and slow as a pair of clouds brushing past each other in the deep night.

Ju-seong felt his dantian in his lower abdomen connecting with Wol-hyang’s.

‘So this is the Great Heavenly Circulation…’

What was the Great Heavenly Circulation? A huge cycle connecting the Huiyin point between the legs and the Baihui point at the crown of the head.

The front pathway of the body was the Ren meridian, the back pathway the Du meridian.

This Great Heavenly Circulation pathway had doubled in length.

Ju-seong and Wol-hyang were connected “above and below.”

Ju-seong’s Huiyin point became one with Wol-hyang’s, and Ju-seong’s Baihui likewise became one with hers.

Originally, the Ren meridian was a yang meridian, so Ju-seong’s entire body functioned as one Ren meridian, while the Du meridian was a yin meridian, so Wol-hyang’s entire body functioned as one Du meridian.

Thus their circulation embraced yin and yang, encompassing both… this was not the Great Heavenly Circulation, but should rather be called the Supreme Heavenly Circulation.

Amidst this wondrous, ecstatic experience of becoming one with another, Ju-seong felt the energy of heaven and earth gathering at a tremendous speed.

The ring of circulation the two had created acted like a whirlpool, drawing in spiritual energy at a rate incomparable to ordinary cultivation.

Ju-seong accepted that flow of spiritual energy to accelerate the circulation while discovering the thick, dark energy built up inside Wol-hyang’s body.

‘Ah…’

What a tremendous magnitude!

It was poison, yet more intense and vicious than any poison in all the world.

If poisons were ranked, that one was king of poisons… pure destruction itself, capable of dissolving all living things in the universe into poisonous water.

Ju-seong slowly drove it, pushing it into his own dantian.

At the same time…

Wol-hyang’s eyes trembled slightly at the corners.

The vicious poison that had filled her entire body, which she had barely managed to keep from worsening…

Ju-seong’s internal energy was scraping it out and taking it into his own body.

And into the space left behind, Ju-seong’s hot energy squeezed in to cleanse Wol-hyang’s meridians of murky impurities.

The circulation of energy grew even faster, and leaves whirled in circular walls around the two of them.

-WHOOOSH…

The campfire flickered precariously as if about to be sucked away, and faint ripples spread across the lake’s surface.

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Wol-hyang was blankly gazing at the sun hanging in mid-sky. Not even birdsong of morning, only the warm heat of midday was now heating the campfire site.

“How long did I sleep?”

Wol-hyang murmured blankly.

“Two days straight.”

Ju-seong, who had been grilling fish he’d caught from the lake, answered.

“What?!”

Wol-hyang jumped up in alarm.

‘Huh?’

She had jumped up in one motion? Since when could her body move so nimbly?

Wol-hyang unconsciously looked down at her body. Someone, apparently Ju-seong, had redressed her… her clothes were properly in place.

Her limbs overflowed with energy, and she felt a lightness as if she could do anything.

“Ah…”

Wol-hyang realized the poison that had tormented her for so long was completely gone… and moreover, she had achieved an advancement in realm.

Before being poisoned, she had been a first-rate martial artist. At that young age, it was quite an achievement.

But the poison had long halted her training, which had secretly dismayed her.

‘How could a single night…’

She had become a martial artist at the early peak level. Of course, her originally excellent understanding of energy and martial arts had made this possible, but it was still remarkable.

Then she recalled the events of the previous night and her face flushed crimson.

Looking up at Ju-seong, he too was avoiding her eyes, focusing on grilling the fish.

Ju-seong’s complexion was normal, but…

-BRUSH.

When she pushed aside Ju-seong’s straggly overgrown hair, she could see his ears were similarly baked red.

“Mm, mm. Why are you touching my hair?”

Realizing Ju-seong was just as embarrassed as she was, Wol-hyang smirked.

“It was a good night. Wasn’t it?”

“…It was.”

“Come to think of it, you had long hair last time I saw you, but how did it get short?”

Ju-seong had originally been a man who rather enjoyed showing off, and had used to flaunt his long, flowing hair.

“I had some business pretending to be a monk.”

“So you shaved your head bald?”

“Not bald… clean-shaven!”

Ju-seong grumbled, then looking at Wol-hyang’s face, his lips unconsciously curled upward.

“Why are you smiling?”

When Wol-hyang asked primly, Ju-seong said nothing but carefully placed nicely grilled meat on a wooden dish and handed it to her.

“Here, eat this. You slept for so long, you must be hungry.”

Wol-hyang chewed the grilled fish with a satisfied expression, then asked.

“What do we do now?”

At her words, shadows fell over Ju-seong’s eyes, which had been looking at Wol-hyang with affection just moments before.

“I plan to go to the Jiangnan front. What will you do, Lady?”

Ju-seong had his own thoughts.

The Cradle of the Demonic Path had attacked his master. Probably one of its Four Venerables.

The fastest way to eliminate them was to skip the wasted effort and join the biggest fight.

Wol-hyang was somewhat skeptical.

“With the supreme masters of jianghu gathered there, can Young Hero achieve satisfactory results there?”

The Jiangnan front had assembled the strongest masters of jianghu.

Whatever Ju-seong tried to do, the old masters of the righteous path would outperform him, and whoever he tried to harm, the dark and demonic masters would easily stop him.

“…”

At her words, Ju-seong silently let his right hand drop.

And the energy shimmering on that hand… it was a bright vermilion, the color of arterial blood.

This was the color of energy his master had possessed, and the color signifying the fourth stage of Flame Crow Six Stage Art, the Red Crow stage.

The fourth stage of Flame Crow, the Red Crow realm, meant the stage beyond the peak level… Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

During that night’s union, Ju-seong had obtained the Zhen poison and completed the Three Talents Five Elements within his body, thereby achieving the unity of Essence, Energy, and Spirit.

When he swept the air with the energy wrapped around his right hand…

-SCREEEECH!

The boulder beside him made a horrific sound as it crumbled away.

“…Huh!”

Ju-seong exhaled sharply, releasing his energy, and the rock shattered into fragments and dust.

“…You’ve broken through to a new realm.”

Wol-hyang spoke in a dazed voice. Ju-seong nodded in acknowledgment.

“Now I have the confidence not to fall behind even among jianghu’s many masters.”

The realm commonly called super-peak level.

Even among the Hundred Greatest Masters Under Heaven, only about half were super-peak masters.

In other words, at barely twenty-three or twenty-four years of age, Ju-seong had entered the approximately fifty strongest people in jianghu.

This meant he could traverse the world according to his will with nothing to obstruct him.

Frankly, with only a few dozen people stronger than him, how often would he run into them while walking freely?

In this vast Central Plains.

Yet Ju-seong intended to head to the very battlefield teeming with such strong fighters.

Wol-hyang spoke quietly.

“…If it’s Young Hero, you will surely do well there.”

Ju-seong nodded silently.

‘Of course, there’s still a long way to go.’

Immediately after their union ended, Ju-seong had begun cultivating to break through his realm.

It was the realm of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown he had dreamed of, the realm of wielding Sword Energy, but…

‘The body… that is, Essence… is complete, but Energy and Spirit are not.’

What he realized instead was a piercing sense of inadequacy.

His upper dantian still had the Three Celestial Penetrations and fierce killing intent as problems, along with Li Bai’s Sword Energy.

He had placed the Three Talents Five Elements in his dantian, but lacking realization prevented him from controlling them at will.

Essence, Energy, and Spirit were in harmony, and his martial power had reached superhuman level, but he hadn’t yet touched the level of an immortal roaming the heavens.

Ju-seong scattered these thoughts and asked.

“If you’re thinking of coming too, Lady, I’d like to dissuade you.”

Wol-hyang quietly nodded as well.

“I must find my own path. Until we meet again.”

“Are you planning to head straight to the White Lotus Cult?”

Wol-hyang shook her head.

“I plan to go to the old sacred site of the Mysterious Women, stabilize my realm and continue training there. I’ll return to the Cult only after becoming a master no one can take lightly.”

“The old sacred site of the Mysterious Women. Where is it?”

At Ju-seong’s question, Wol-hyang shrugged, pointed at the ground, and answered in an everyday tone.

“Here, in Qinghai Province.”

“Then I’ll walk you there.”

“Thank you.”

Ju-seong wanted to leave immediately to crush the Cradle of the Demonic Path, but before parting, he wanted to at least offer this much courtesy.

The two mounted a horse together and crossed the Qinghai grassland. With her body recovered, she didn’t need the carriage.

Wol-hyang rode with an elegant posture while teasing Ju-seong, who was floundering foolishly.

Her laughter, like rolling jade beads, rang refreshingly across the blue plains.

After about a day, Ju-seong had adapted to riding and had no difficulty galloping.

“You really do have sharp senses.”

When Wol-hyang praised him, Ju-seong puffed up as expected.

“I’m super-peak level now.”

As they exchanged jokes and smirked, a cloud of dust rose in the distance.

“…Mm.”

Ju-seong narrowed his eyes and gazed there, then slowly spoke.

“Lady, I knew there were many nomads in Qinghai, but do they carry severed human heads dangling from their horses?”

“…No? Nomads aren’t monsters.”

“Then what are those guys?”

Ju-seong looked incredulously at the bizarre group heading straight toward them.

Perhaps the heavens were signaling him to try swinging his newly gained blade.

-WHOOM…

Vermilion Sword Energy gathered in Ju-seong’s hand.

“Let’s ask them directly.”