If one were to glamorize Namgung Cheon's past life, it would be the life of the Great Killing Star of the World, who plunged the Jianghu into a cauldron of chaos with his infamy.
But if one were to strip it bare, it was the life of a fugitive, branded without cause and hunted by the people of the Jianghu his entire life.
Because of this, Namgung Cheon was more sensitive to a sense of crisis than anyone.
So, he had faithfully followed the advice of his father-in-law—or, as he was now, his grandfather.
That is, the moment he sensed a crisis, he would use his Gyeonggong and flee.
This sense of crisis generally reacts in similar atmospheres.
Specifically, when a phenomenon occurs that cannot be understood naturally.
And right now, this crazy woman having a fit was just such an incomprehensible situation.
Naturally, he felt a sense of crisis and thought he had to get out of this place.
Punishment or revenge could be dealt with methodically later.
But surprisingly, this crazy woman seemed to have predicted this, one step ahead of him.
That must mean she had this insane plan from the very beginning.
Before Namgung Cheon could even execute his Gyeonggong, Baek Rihyang's hand shot out like lightning.
This time, he could clearly see the flow of Qi, so it was a proper attack.
'Jeomhyeol (Acupoint Strike)!'
But this madwoman was unaware of one fact.
'The fact that I learned all sorts of bizarre martial arts in my past life!'
A fugitive's life is like that.
You never know who will stab you in the back, or when, so you end up learning any martial art you can find that might help you protect yourself.
Among those, a representative one was the Ihyeol Daebeop (Acupoint Shifting Great Art).
It was a martial art that literally, temporarily, shifted the location of one's acupoints. It was one of those arts that was almost lost to the current Jianghu, as practitioners were extremely rare.
Not only was the training method difficult, but there was no need to invest time and effort into such a bizarre art that one might use once in a lifetime, if at all.
'But for someone hunted as the public enemy of the Murim, like me, the situation is different.'
The Cheondokno (Old Man Thousand Poisons) who taught me the Ihyeol Daebeop was also a bastard who was hunted as the public enemy.
For those fated to distrust others and flee at any sign of crisis, the Ihyeol Daebeop was a pretty decent emergency measure.
I wonder if he's still alive?
Come to think of it, was Cheondokno's brother Cheondokgoe (Thousand Poisons Monster)? That old man and I used to fight over who had killed more Murim Alliance members. He's probably furious right now, knowing I've killed more.
Ah, I was lost in thought for a moment, reminiscing.
Well, the thoughts were long, but the actual time that passed was but an instant.
In that time, Baek Rihyang's hand accurately struck Namgung Cheon's Mahyeol (Paralysis Acupoints).
Tak, tak, tak.
Of course, Namgung Cheon had already performed the Ihyeol Daebeop.
Because of this, Baek Rihyang's Jeomhyeol only served to invigorate his Qi flow.
But Namgung Cheon didn't let it show. Instead, he acted as if his body had stiffened, letting this madwoman fall into the illusion of her success.
Believing she had perfectly sealed his Mahyeol, Baek Rihyang gave a cold smile and revealed her true colors.
"Stupid bastard. You learned a few tricks, and you thought your situation would change?"
After sneering caustically, Baek Rihyang pulled the whip from her waist and tied her own wrists with it.
Well, look at this.
That whip, called the Gyobi Sinpyeon (Flying Serpent Divine Whip), was Baek Rihyang's secondary weapon, but now it was faithfully serving the role of binding her.
Baek Rihyang's lips twisted as she whispered.
"I'll make it so not just you, but your entire family can never set foot in the Jianghu again."
With this much dedication, even the Asuras of hell might be moved to tears.
But there was one more thing this madwoman didn't know.
When it comes to being out of one's mind, I, too, am second to none.
Namgung Cheon slightly bent his waist.
Baek Rihyang's eyes widened.
'He... moved...?'
I definitely struck his Mahyeol...
Right now, Namgung Cheon was leaning his upper body diagonally, a cold smile on his face. This was by no means the reaction of someone whose acupoints were sealed.
In that instant, Namgung Cheon let out a chilling voice.
"If you're that committed, is this much enough? You have to be thorough. Right?"
"Wh-what...? No, more than that, how are you moving...!"
"Is that what's important right now? You don't know what's important."
The next moment, Namgung Cheon reached out, and Baek Rihyang's clothes were ruthlessly torn away.
Chwa-chwa-aaak!
"Heok!"
Baek Rihyang quickly raised her arms to cover her chest.
"What do you think you're...!"
"Why are you covering up now? You're confusing me, suddenly acting all normal."
Tak, tak, tak.
In the blink of an eye, Namgung Cheon struck Baek Rihyang's Mahyeol.
"Keut!"
Baek Rihyang could no longer lift a finger.
There are two kinds of Mahyeol. One where the entire body stiffens like a log, and another where the body's flexibility is maintained, but all strength is lost.
Baek Rihyang was hit with the latter.
Not an ounce of strength would enter her limp body.
But Namgung Cheon's madness didn't end there.
"Now, let's go crazy for real."
Grinning, Namgung Cheon suddenly began to tear his own clothes to shreds.
Chwaaak! Bu-uuk!
Not only that, he snatched the Gyobi Sinpyeon from Baek Rihyang's hand and began to strike his own body.
Jjaak! Jjaak!
Red welts were drawn across Namgung Cheon's firm physique.
"Y-you... what the hell are you doing?"
"Why? Are you confused now that I'm doing this?"
"You crazy...!"
"You can't be surprised already. This isn't even 'going crazy' level yet."
After speaking, Namgung Cheon placed the whip back in Baek Rihyang's hand and, grabbing her by the wrist, pulled her up.
Because of this, the scene was now Baek Rihyang on top of the fallen Namgung Cheon.
Looking at Baek Rihyang, whose eyes were wide open from the acupoint strike, Namgung Cheon smiled and screamed.
"Uwaaaaaak! H-help me! Baekri Sojeo! I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
"You crazy bastard! What are you? Release me!"
"Hiiiik! Please, just not my pants! You can't take off my pants! Stop, Baekri Sojeo!"
"What nonsense are you...!"
Tak, tak, tak.
In an instant, Namgung Cheon quickly struck Baek Rihyang's Ahyeol (Mute Acupoint) as well.
With this, Baek Rihyang could no longer utter a single word.
Namgung Cheon gave the world's most wicked smile.
"That's all for your lines. This is a gift."
Tak, tak, tak!
Huuuuung!
Namgung Cheon struck a series of acupoints and then forcefully blew a measure of Qi into Baek Rihyang's Danjeon using Gyeokche Jeon-gongbeop (Body-Separating Energy Transfer Art).
"Ha-eut!"
Feeling a hot warmth bloom from her lower abdomen, Baek Rihyang let out a lewd moan.
She was so startled, her eyes flew open.
'Y-you...! What did you just...!'
"Don't be too surprised. It should feel pretty good, so enjoy it."
Among the public enemies he'd known in his past life, there was a guy called Saekjeong Gwangsa (Lust-Mad Master). He was a monk, of all things, who got obsessed with Bangjungsul (Bedchamber Arts) and went around seducing neighborhood wives until he was excommunicated. But, well, he was a kind-hearted guy, in his own way.
The Jeomhyeol and Gyeokche Jeon-gongbeop he just used on Baek Rihyang was one of the Bangjungsul he had learned from him.
'Now, between the shame of being undressed and the Qi running wild, she's about to lose her mind.'
Smiling deviously, Namgung Cheon quickly struck her Gyeonjeonghyeol and Gokjihyeol. Baek Rihyang's arm moved on its own, striking with the whip.
Jjaaaak!
"Eu-heok! Baekri Sojeo! Don't do this! I-I'm not into this kind of thing!"
Baek Rihyang truly felt like she was going to go crazy and jump out of her skin.
She couldn't move, as she had no strength, but Namgung Cheon was screaming like he was the victim, making her world go dark.
What was this?
Where did it go wrong?
Her plan had been, in its own way, perfect. But in an instant, everything had been turned upside down.
At this rate, if someone showed up, wouldn't it look exactly like she had assaulted Namgung Cheon?
And on top of that, holding a whip and striking him?
'I can never let anyone see me like this!'
Contrary to her wishes, she began to hear a commotion from the Hoyeongak's main entrance.
In that moment, she saw it.
The maniacal smile blooming across Namgung Cheon's entire face.
'Th-this guy... he's crazy! He's not sane!'
Her heart felt like it would explode.
But this heartbeat was accompanied by a strange excitement.
The thrilling sense of crisis that someone might see her in this shameful state was making her body grow even hotter.
It was because of the Bangjungsul Namgung Cheon had performed.
But Baek Rihyang, who couldn't know the details of what was happening, couldn't understand this situation at all.
"Ha-euung!"
It was a moment she detested, but a strange moan escaped her lips. She herself was startled by the lewd sound.
Detestably, Namgung Cheon put on a tearful expression and shouted again.
"Baekri Sojeo! Please, stop! I'm not into this! I'm begging you!"
'You crazy...!'
She was burning with rage, but her body wouldn't move as she willed, so there was nothing she could do.
Just then, a group of people ran into the rear garden.
It was the instructor, Gyepllyang, and several students, including Song Wongyo and Yun Jongseung.
At the same time, Namgung Cheon shot a Jipung (Finger Wind) and struck several of Baek Rihyang's acupoints again.
Puk. Pupuk!
Because of this, Baek Rihyang swung the whip once more.
Jjaaaak!
"Uwaaaak! Please, Baekri Sojeo! Get a hold of yourself!"
'Eek! You crazy bastard! Stop! Stop it!'
Her shame exploding, Baek Rihyang felt like she could burst into tears at any moment. But the more she felt that way, the more she was seized by a strange excitement, and she let out a sweet moan without realizing it.
"Ha-aang!"
It was, by any standard, a blush-inducing, amorous cry.
The instructor and students who had just arrived froze in place like boulders.
"B-Baekri Sojeo...!"
Song Wongyo muttered, completely dumbfounded. In perfect timing, Namgung Cheon used his Jipung to release Baek Rihyang's Mahyeol and Ahyeol.
"Aaaht!"
Only then did Baek Rihyang gather herself and scramble back, looking at the instructor and students.
The moment everyone's gaze turned to her, Namgung Cheon sealed his own Mahyeol and froze on the spot.
"Wh-what is this...!"
Gyepllyang stared with an expression of complete disbelief.
Just then, Yun Jongseung ran up, checked on Namgung Cheon, and shouted.
"Cheon-ie's Mahyeol was struck! He's paralyzed!"
That's right, well done.
Namgung Cheon looked at Yun Jongseung with a sense of pride.
Gyepllyang looked at Namgung Cheon once, then back at the half-naked Baek Rihyang, and cleared his throat.
"Keo-heom, heom! Wh-what happened here?"
"It's not...! This is all...!"
"...?"
For a moment, Baek Rihyang was speechless, as if she'd been struck dumb.
What could she say?
That that bastard plotted all of this?
That she was the one who took off her clothes and swung the whip? Why?
Does that make sense?
But telling the truth from the beginning was also dangerous.
Baek Rihyang, caught in a true Jintwoe-yangnan (dilemma), looked as if she would burst into tears.
Even in that state, a dazzling Yogi (alluring aura) flowed from her, a result of the Bangjungsul.
Unable to watch, Gyepllyang turned his head and shouted.
"Wh-what is there to see? Why did you all crowd here? Everyone, get back! You two... report to the instructor's office!"
"Instructor, I've been hit with Mahyeol, I can't move."
At Namgung Cheon's words, Gyepllyang paused and asked Baek Rihyang.
"Did you strike his Mahyeol?"
"I did, but... ha-euk...!"
As a subtle, amorous cry mixed with her answer, Gyepllyang quickly turned his head away and shot a Jipung at Namgung Cheon, releasing his paralysis.
Only then did Namgung Cheon get up. He looked at Baek Rihyang and gave her a secret smile.
"Let's go, Baekri Sojeo."
"Keut...!"
Flames blazed in Baek Rihyang's eyes.
Along with yokjeong (lust), of course.
'I will...kill you! Ha-euung...!'
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