Chapter 6
As Jin So-hee passed by, I continued on and happened to run into her biological mother.
’Is this a divine revelation telling me to fuck both mother and daughter?‘
I couldn't quite recall her mother's name. The novel barely mentioned it.
"Mother."
I greeted her with a slight bow. A beautiful middle-aged woman stood before me. The voluptuous body revealed between the folds of her silk clothes belied her age.
Her facial features resembled Jin So-hee's, who had passed by moments ago, but she gave off a much more mature and sultry air. The black silk skirt accentuated her ripe figure even more. In particular, the breasts peeking out from her cleavage looked to be at least a G cup.
"……"
She passed me coldly without answering. But as she brushed past me, a strange fragrance wafted from her. It was a mixture of her faint body scent and the aroma of her sachet.
'As expected, mothers and daughters resemble each other.'
Even her haughty expression and cold gaze were alike. But she possessed a mature beauty unlike her daughter. The curves of her ample breasts and waist stood out even through her clothes.
As I inhaled the fragrance left behind where she had passed, I fell into thought. Someday, I wanted to stick my dick between those huge tits. Better yet, I thought it would be perfect to watch the cold expressions of both mother and daughter crumble at once.
I smacked my lips as I watched her walk away.
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I organized the information I had gathered about the Jin family. I had collected more than I expected over the past month.
The Jin family's standing had changed greatly after its marriage alliance with Jangbaekmun. Jang Seo-young, the Jin family's second wife, was the youngest daughter of Jangbaekmun and Jin So-hee's biological mother. And the protagonist of Doseon Yin-Yang Manual was Jang Seo-young's son.
‘Perhaps that's why Jang Seo-young's influence in the Jin family is greater than I expected.’
Even her husband, the head of the Jin family, watched her every move.
‘Still, even so, it's a small family.’
Still, that was only by Jilin's standards. Compared to the famous sects of the Central Plains, the gap in power was enormous. They were geographically far from the Central Plains and outside its sphere of influence, which gave them some freedom, at least.
‘Our position is awkward.’
Jilin lay between two great powers. To the north was the Black Dragon Sect, a major unorthodox power in Heilongjiang, while to the south, in Liaoning, stood the Murong Family, a prestigious orthodox clan.
The Jin family had to walk a tightrope between these two powers to survive. It occupied an ambiguous position, belonging to neither the orthodox nor the unorthodox factions.
That was all the information I had gathered on my own so far. The biggest problem was the whereabouts of the Doseon Yin-Yang Manual.
'Where on earth is the Doseon Yin-Yang Manual…. '
I had visited every location hinted at in the novel, but I hadn't found even a clue.
'Well… there's no need to rush yet.'
There was still time before the protagonist found the secret manual in the original story. I could make other preparations in the meantime.
For now, I decided to devote myself to training. I checked Advanced Swordsmanship in the list of traits.
[Advanced Swordsmanship Trait Details]
- Possess advanced swordsmanship skills and techniques
- Can perfectly execute all basic sword techniques
- Swordsmanship-related learning speed increased by 30%
- Sword damage increased by 30%
- Increased chance of learning swordsmanship-related skills
'Pretty useful at this level.'
When I gripped the rusted sword, my body responded on its own. Movements as natural as if I had wielded a sword for decades flowed from me.
The sword techniques of Cheolwon Qigong in the avatar's memories and the Advanced Swordsmanship trait blended together perfectly. My basic swordsmanship had already reached an advanced level.
Thanks to the Advanced Swordsmanship trait, my technique was perfect, but I lacked actual combat experience. In Dungeon Conquest, I had subdued opponents solely through overwhelming power and had never fought a proper swordsmanship duel.
'It might be dangerous if I meet someone of similar skill.'
Having technique without any practical combat sense was a fatal weakness. The masters of this world had been tempered by decades of real combat.
'I need to build up combat experience first.'
As I was lost in thought while swinging the rusted sword, I heard footsteps coming from the training yard.
"Huh? Big brother…?"
When I turned around, Jin Myeong-woo, the protagonist of Doseon Yin-Yang Manual, was standing there. His face was filled with bewilderment. He could never have imagined me, of all people, training in the yard, so his reaction was understandable.
I ignored him and continued focusing on my training. We weren't on good terms anyway.
To make matters worse, our relationship had deteriorated because the issue of succession had yet to be decided. No, it had really been the avatar's one-sided jealousy. That was why we hardly spoke to each other.
‘Although I have no retainers supporting me, the position of heir hasn't been decided yet.’
My reputation was currently at rock bottom, but the situation could be reversed at any time. Ultimately, this was a world where power was everything.
While I was absorbed in training in the spacious family training yard, Jin Myeong-woo approached and spoke to me.
"Um, Brother, may I take a look at your swordsmanship?"
"No need. Worry about your own training."
I replied to Jin Myeong-woo coldly. His words were sincere, but to me, they were nothing more than an annoying interruption.
"But, Brother, you don't even have a proper master, do you? Since I'm stronger than you, I'll take a look at it for you."
I stopped mid-swing. Anyone else would have thought he was making a disrespectful remark. But I knew the protagonist hadn't meant it that way.
‘But his tone is irritating. He needs to be taught a lesson.‘
I had no idea what Jin Myeong-woo's current level was. This was one year before the original story began.
’At the time of the original story, was he at the second-rate level?‘
Unlike Jin Myeong-woo, I was only third-rate. But I thought it was worth a try.
I slowly turned toward him.
"You want to see how good my swordsmanship is? Fine, let's spar.“
Jin Myeong-woo's eyes lit up.
"Yes, Brother. But I'll face you without using internal energy.“
Jin Myeong-woo drew his sword. Traces of training could be seen in the movements of his hands.
"Brother. I'll give you the first move."
It was the height of insolence.
A pure swordsmanship spar began, with neither of us using internal energy.
Jin Myeong-woo lightly raised his sword in a formal salute.
I raised my sword as well. Thanks to the Advanced Swordsmanship trait, my stance fell naturally into place.
Jin Myeong-woo's eyes widened slightly. He seemed surprised to see a swordsmanship stance his wastrel older brother had never shown before.
"Begin.“
I launched a light attack. I wanted to see how Jin Myeong-woo would respond.
Jin Myeong-woo attacked from a stance faithful to the basics. The blade traced an arc as it aimed at my torso. His choice to start with basic techniques instead of showing his skill from the beginning made him look even more arrogant.
'He's letting his guard down.'
I knocked Jin Myeong-woo's sword aside. Thanks to the Advanced Swordsmanship trait, every movement was perfect.
Jin Myeong-woo's gaze changed. Only then did he seem to realize that something was wrong. The spar that had begun playfully instantly turned into a true duel.
His sword sped up. His attacks came from various angles instead of following the basics. But I could see everything.
In the blink of an eye, his sword cut through empty air. Sharp sword aura sliced through the surrounding air with a ringing cry. But I had already moved.
'Now it's my turn.'
I switched to offense. The synergy between Cheolwon Qigong's sword techniques and Advanced Swordsmanship exploded. The rusted sword began to dance as if it were alive.
A look of bewilderment crossed Jin Myeong-woo's face. He had realized that my skill was on an entirely different level from before.
Jin Myeong-woo's breathing grew ragged under my continuous attacks. Even a genius could only be flustered when faced with swordsmanship that had suddenly reached a whole new level.
-CLANG!
The final strike. Jin Myeong-woo's sword flew into the air. His face was filled with disbelief.
"Brother… Since when…"
"Nothing more, right?"
I lowered my sword and spoke. It was my first real fight, but the power of the Advanced Swordsmanship trait had allowed me to win easily.
Silence descended upon the training yard. The genius had been utterly defeated by his older brother. His face was still filled with confusion.
'This opponent is still too weak for me to gain practical combat experience.'
I turned my back on him and exited the training yard. I needed a stronger opponent.
Ignoring Jin Myeong-woo, who stared up at me in a daze, I went on my way.
Time passed, and I continued to devote myself to training. After a long while, I checked my status window.
[Status Window]
Name: Jin Seo-yoon
Level: 1
- Strength: 25 (+2)
- Vitality: 19
- Agility: 26 (+2)
- Virility: 10 (+1)
My basic stats had risen significantly through consistent training. In one corner of the training yard, the protagonist was still engrossed in practicing swordsmanship.
'If I had the Dungeon Conquest system, I could compare my stats with Jin Myeong-woo's.'
I swallowed my disappointment and turned my gaze away, only to notice a white-haired woman watching Jin Myeong-woo's training.
Her slender figure, especially her plump buttocks, caught my eye. Her full breasts, narrow waist, moonlight-like skin, and long, pure-white hair flowing down to her waist were all striking. She had been a supporting heroine early in the original story, but she rarely appeared later on.
'Was her name… Seol-hee?'
As I recalled her name, my gaze naturally swept over her figure.
She was far too good for someone like Jin Myeong-woo. Her slender waist, voluptuous breasts, and plump buttocks were much too precious to be wasted on merely playing the protagonist's heroine.
'I… want to have sex, too…'
I couldn't even touch Jin So-hee or Jang Seo-young. Both women were stronger than me. Jang Seo-young, in particular, possessed considerable martial prowess, befitting the youngest daughter of Jangbaekmun.
I greedily ran my eyes over Seol-hee's body and smacked my lips. She was nothing more than an ordinary servant in this world. Even if I made a move on her, it wouldn't cause any trouble.
'Or would it cause a problem if I touched her…?'
I didn't have to think long. My mounting sexual desire made it difficult to concentrate on training. I needed a woman to relieve my urges right away. I considered visiting a brothel as the avatar had, but…
'It would be a waste to give my first time to one of the novel's prostitutes.'
If possible, I wanted to pop my cherry with the pussy of a beauty like Seol-hee. Imagining her white skin becoming marked by my touch sent heat surging through my lower body.
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