Without hesitation, I immediately choose <Buff Stacking>.
"Wow... I was aiming for this, but I didn't expect it to show up so soon."
I feel like something is gradually nearing completion.
I am indescribably happy.
"Sex!"
- Crazy bitch lololololol
- Sex, my ass
- Does this bitch not realize she's a female streamer? lol
- I can't even call it cheating anymore
- Even just a few skill enhancement tickets would make her shoot up
- Can't she buy skill enhancement tickets?
"Ah, skill enhancement tickets can appear as lucky drops, or as repeat-clear rewards on floors ending in 9. There's no need to rush. I'll gradually get stronger over time."
Right. I had already laid down almost all the groundwork.
I had learned the essential traits and skills, so all I had to do was keep growing steadily without any accidents.
Assuming I keep growing this well, I dare say it.
'Floor 70. Once I get that close, there won't be anyone on Earth who can stop me.'
"I'll go straight to Floor 14 as well."
When it's time to speed up, speeding up is the right thing to do.
- Kyaa
- Is she really going to reach Floor 20 in just a week?
- Do-hee, you don't have to push yourself so hard
- Seriously, the protestors have already gone beyond our control
- Take it slow, please ㅜ
- Lol, these bastards are freaking out because they're afraid the punishment will disappear
"Ahem... Even so, I have to keep my promise to the end!"
'What on earth are they planning to make me do as punishment...'
I immediately begin the Floor 14 trial alone.
[Time remaining: 118 hours 37 minutes]
***
Clatter, clunk.
I open my eyes at the rough, uncomfortable jolting beneath my backside.
The first thing I see is a carriage packed tightly with warriors. They all give off a menacing air, sitting silently with their weapons in hand.
Judging by their clothes and the energy I can sense, this place is...
'The murim.'
Just because you handle mana or divine power in the Tower doesn't mean every trial you encounter will be medieval fantasy.
Of course, the chances of encountering a trial that uses the same resources are very high, but that doesn't mean it's impossible to encounter one that uses different resources.
[You are a warrior hired by the Azure Dragon Escort Agency. Stop the Blood Cult's attack on Shaolin Temple]
'Hmm... As expected, the explanation is far too unhelpful.'
I quickly organize the situation in my head.
Since the theme of Floor 14 is helping one side win a faction war, I don't panic even though I was suddenly dropped into the murim.
The Blood Cult is planning to attack Shaolin Temple,
and Shaolin Temple, apparently deciding that it wasn't strong enough on its own, requested help from an escort agency,
which in turn seems to have decided that it wasn't enough on its own and called in wandering fighters and chivalrous heroes.
Looking down, I see a round badge bearing the mark of the Azure Dragon Escort Agency attached to my shoulder.
And when I shift slightly, the massive man sitting to my right, carrying a huge saber, speaks to me.
"You're awake, sis?"
'Why am I your sis...'
The man is bigger and looks older than Choi Tae-su, yet he speaks to me while bowing deferentially. Something about it feels strange.
Even so, I need to respond as naturally as possible in a situation like this.
"Ahem... Oh, yeah. Has anything happened?"
"Yes. They say we'll arrive at Shaolin Temple soon. But will guys like us be any help?"
"What do you mean?"
"No, I'm wondering whether they can stop them even if the Shaolin abbot (方丈) recovers from qi deviation. The Murim Alliance is already finished, so I don't know whether resisting like this has any meaning. Wouldn't it be better to just submit to the Blood Cult?"
Looking around, I see everyone sighing as if they share the same thoughts.
'The Shaolin abbot's qi deviation... Is that the key to this trial?'
I decide to draw a little more information out of this fellow who seems friendly toward me.
"Then why are you here?"
"Good grief, it's all because of you, sis..."
"Me? What are you talking about?"
"What's gotten into you this time, sis...? Are you losing it? Didn't we all follow you to get another taste of your pussy? You said you had something to do and would pay us with your pussy instead, remember?"
"Huh...? Wha... what?"
A sudden burst of sexual harassment hits me so abruptly that heat rushes to my face.
But he seems to have loosened up now, because he continues harassing me.
"I still can't forget it. The way that wet, supple pussy hugged my cock tight—it felt so good. It was an ecstatically warm embrace, like being held in my mother's arms."
"Th-that's enough..."
"Besides, you're the only one who lets me cum inside. Do you know how good it feels to cum while still inside? It's like the satisfaction of having completely embraced this woman and the instinct to reproduce being fulfilled... Argh!!"
Flick!
I lightly thump him on the mouth.
"I said stop it, you bastard!!"
If I keep listening to that obscene talk, I feel like I'll start getting strange myself.
The others must be used to this situation, because they snicker as they watch us.
"Ouch... Well, that's part of it, but everyone also followed you because they trust that you're stronger than us."
"Ahem... Then obey me quietly."
"Of course. If we're being given a chance to sleep with the famous Big-Breasted Divine Spear, we'd go into a pit of fire for it."
'Big-Breasted Divine Spear? Is that supposed to be my nickname?'
'An explosive, soft spear?'
No, something's off...
And when he mentions the Big-Breasted Divine Spear, I feel everyone's eyes turn toward my chest.
I'm wearing clothes made of sheer fabric, with only jewels barely covering my nipples.
My breasts, larger than my face, are held in a beautiful teardrop shape without sagging, swaying lewdly back and forth whenever the carriage rocks.
'Ahh... Do I have some bizarre setting here too?'
Damn Tower.
Could you cut back on these settings meant to reduce the disconnect from reality...?
"Sigh..."
I put aside these pointless thoughts and organize the situation once more through my conversation with him.
The abbot of Shaolin Temple is the equivalent of a sect master (or clan head). Naturally, he must be an extremely powerful and important figure.
If I treat him, this trial should go smoothly. Otherwise, it will become extremely difficult.
'The outcome of this trial depends on what happens to the Shaolin abbot. But should I actively seek to treat him? Or will he naturally recover if we simply hold out?'
I still haven't resolved every question. In the end, I'll have no choice but to go there and judge for myself.
I estimate the difficulty is probably somewhere between A and S.
And this trial doesn't look like one I can overcome through my own martial strength alone.
After all, the greatest forces in the murim are about to clash. What could I possibly do? Even if I had my previous life's body, at my current level, I wouldn't be able to significantly affect the overall tide.
'I need to find a way to treat the Shaolin abbot.'
***
"Looks like we've arrived, sis."
The carriage door opens, and I step outside into the harsh sunlight.
"Oh..."
Countless carriages and armed forces.
This isn't simply a faction war. It's practically a full-scale war.
'Have all the remaining murim practitioners gathered here?'
Since this is a worldline where the Murim Alliance has already fallen, it seems they've made this place their final stronghold.
Shaolin Temple and the remaining survivors of the Murim Alliance.
Chivalrous heroes carrying their own ideals of justice and hidden experts who had remained outside the public eye are all gathering at Shaolin Temple.
I can feel their energy.
Most of them possess orderly and pure qi, but I can also sense their anger. Their acquaintances and families have probably already fallen victim to the Blood Cult.
'This is S-rank, all right...'
I can feel that this trial will be anything but easy.
And as I step down from the carriage, I hear whispers around me.
"Ohh, so that's the famous Big-Breasted Divine Spear!"
"I thought the rumors were exaggerated, but if anything, they were understated..."
"So the bigger, the better really is true."
"......"
Stinging gazes rain down on me.
I can feel their anger transforming into a strangely lewd desire.
"Look at that outfit. You can clearly see the outline of her private parts."
"The real thing is in the rear..."
"Could the peach from the Peach Blossom Spring look like that? It makes me want to pluck and eat it right away..."
"I hear sweet juice bursts out everywhere. I'd like to taste it just once. Ah, of course, I'm talking about the peach."
"......"
"Sis, let's stop basking in this and go. We just have to follow that flag."
"Who said I was enjoying it!"
I follow him with my legs held slightly together.
A blue dragon is emblazoned on the flag of the Azure Dragon Escort Agency.
Apparently, many of the Azure Dragon Escort Agency chief's children have fallen victim to the Blood Cult's schemes.
So this time, he seems to have emptied all his funds to hire not only individual escort guards but every capable wandering fighter he could find.
[Shaolin Temple (少林寺)]
I slowly walk beneath the entrance bearing a plaque written in neat characters.
"But aren't women normally forbidden from entering Shaolin Temple?"
"Good grief, sis... Is this really the time to worry about that? Orthodox murim is about to collapse!"
When he shouts, people nearby glare at us.
He probably drew their ire by making that unlucky remark about Orthodox murim collapsing.
People have already been staring far too much because of my outfit, and if we're labeled a bizarre duo from the very first day, we're finished.
"By the way, what was your name again?"
"What?? Sis... have you really lost your mind? Even if my name is as common as Zhang San..."
"Hey, you there! Quiet down."
At the shout from an old monk glaring at us menacingly, I shut my mouth and quietly enter farther inside.
With large-scale trials like this, you shouldn't move in too much of a hurry.
The trial was probably designed so that it wouldn't easily fall apart even without my intervention, so there was no need to do anything from the very beginning.
The important thing was to be ready to seize an opportunity.
There was a good chance I would meet the Shaolin abbot or that some sort of episode would occur on its own.
***
"Is there anything uncomfortable?"
A small lodging in the outskirts of Shaolin Temple where outsiders are staying.
The chief of the Azure Dragon Escort Agency has come in person to check on our condition.
'It's uncomfortable, but should I mention it?'
Although many people have gathered here, there aren't nearly enough buildings to house them all.
I understand that it can't be helped. In fact, our situation is relatively decent.
Quite a lot of ordinary escort guards are camping outside.
Still, shouldn't I mention this?
"Um... Everything else is fine, but why am I sharing a room with men...? Is there no lodging for women?"
The eight people who rode in the carriage with me earlier have to sleep together in this narrow room. Literally, all in one room.
Won't I get assaulted in my sleep?
Of course, if I were forcibly taken while asleep, that would be nice in its own way...
'No, what am I imagining again!'
"Hmm? What do you mean? Everyone tried to stop you, but you insisted on sharing a room with men, so we went to great trouble to arrange it, and now you're saying something else...?"
"What...? I did? I did?"
"You clearly said you'd rather be comfortable with men than get into a power struggle with women..."
"Ah! Oh dear, Chief, our sis isn't feeling well today! I'll soothe her like I always do. Heh heh heh..."
While I'm dazed, thinking, 'I really requested this?', Zhang San massages my shoulder and leads me toward the back.
'What kind of situation is this supposed to be...'
"Ahem... Exercise restraint here. This is Shaolin Temple. Remember that even allies may be expelled if they engage in such acts."
"Yes!"
'Phew... Thank goodness.'
Right. Even I wouldn't have arranged a shared room with men to have gangbang sex.
A gangbang in the sacred Shaolin Temple? The moment I did that, I'd become a public enemy of the entire murim.
The chief of the Azure Dragon Escort Agency gives us various instructions about the enemy, the positioning of our forces, precautions for daily life, and more before leaving.
Apparently, the Blood Cult is most likely to attack tonight.
'Then I need to gather clues for treating the Shaolin abbot in the meantime.'
Just as I am about to head outside,
"Big-Breasted Divine Spear Lee Do-hee!! I challenge you to a duel!!!"
A clean-cut member of the Orthodox faction suddenly barges into the room and abruptly challenges me to a duel.