NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 126
Chapter 126: Squishy
Upon hearing the mention of the Cheongdam Meeting, related information instinctively popped into my mind.
In fact, the Cheongdam Meeting wasn’t always an underground organization like the Freemasons, Illuminati, or Reptilians of the Orthodox Faction Martial World.
Originally, it started as a social gathering of renowned gentlemen enjoying the arts and culture, organized by the Yongbong Society.
In this era, enjoying “fengliu” meant engaging in drinking and revelry with women in scenic spots while composing poetry.
Put positively, it was a way to enjoy life manfully, and negatively, it could be seen as a gathering of rascals just getting wasted together.
Of course, even if they were rascals, most were high-status young lords from the Gudaimun Sect and the Six Great Houses.
As time passed, these gentlemen grew up and took on key positions in the Orthodox Faction Martial World, and the Cheongdam Meeting naturally transformed into an inner circle of power.
Well, this isn’t an unusual phenomenon, as there are often cases in modern times where politicians gather under the pretext of study groups to form factions and seize power.
The fact that the Cheongdam Meeting kept a check on my older brother, the future sword saint, was just the last struggle of the power holders who didn’t want to relinquish power to someone from a declining sect, the best in the world.
‘But… the problem is that at some point, this gathering transformed from a mere drinking party into a debauched gathering, stained with the use of various stimulants like Wosuksan, Monghonyak, and Chunyak…’
There’s hardly any information left about the early days of the Cheongdam Meeting, even among the Dongchang.
Initially, the prestigious disciples were interconnected through marital bonds, so there were countless gatherings like the Cheongdam Meeting.
The initial Cheongdam Meeting started as one of those social circles, much like the Nazi Party before it became prominent.
Therefore, the early Cheongdam Meeting wasn’t under surveillance by the Dongchang, and due to the pre-modern era characteristics, there’s little information preserved about its essentially insignificant founding phase.
The Dongchang only began keeping an eye on the Cheongdam Meeting when it was on the verge of becoming the Freemasons of the Orthodox Faction Martial World; at that time, they had already been hosting wild orgies using Wosuksan and Monghonyak regularly.
‘The Dongchang allowed their Chunyak orgy parties to continue since their main duty was silently controlling the martial world, but…’
Right now, I wasn’t a Dongchang agent, but rather a disciple of the Gongdong Sect.
Moreover, that Cheongdam Meeting was just an obstacle to me, who aimed to seize power by putting my older brother at the center as a crucial player in the Orthodox Faction Martial World.
Yet now, an invitation to the Cheongdam Meeting had come flying in.
‘It’s probably because I’ve built quite a reputation in the Martial World through the Orthodox Faction Competition and have won in the martial arts contest with So Geom-hu, and he has mistaken me for a kindred spirit, a colorful horse.’
Being that it is such a gathering, it’s no surprise that the host, Mo Yong-ui, turned out to be a notorious colorful horse in the future.
He used Chunyak to toy with countless women and even acted as a broker for sexual services.
And this colorful horse mistook me for one of his kind and approached me.
My mind went cold.
The Orthodox Faction Martial World is my territory; how dare that guy covet my jar of power?
Furthermore, I didn’t like being misrecognized as a colorful horse who mastered the spectrum.
No way.
To deal with an enemy, you must first know them. I planned to accept his invitation to investigate the current situation of the Cheongdam Meeting.
[Cheongdam Meeting? I’ve never heard of it.]
[Hahaha. Of course, this is the first gathering of the Cheongdam Meeting. Only men with broad ambitions and an appreciation for culture can receive an invitation to this gathering.]
Mo Yong-ui said to me.
The “first” gathering means it’s the inaugural meeting.
I hadn’t realized it, but today was the founding day of the Cheongdam Meeting.
[Not only did I steal the heart of the number one beauty of Gansu, Nung sojeo, but seeing you strolling with such a stunning beauty makes me think I haven’t misjudged this colorful horse of the Gongdong Alliance. What do you say? How about discussing culture with us? Hehe.]
With a sly glint in his eye, Mo Yong-ui invited me to an unhealthy party. I nodded in response to him.
[Culture, sounds good. I’m always welcoming of such gatherings.]
[Hahaha! I knew you’d think so. The invitation will be delivered to you shortly.]
Mo Yong-ui said through telepathy, pulling out the invitation from his robe.
[The banquet will be held after the Yongbong Jiyeon. Hahaha. When we toast to culture, it’s only right that a beautiful woman accompanies you. I trust that it won’t be a difficult condition for you. Hahahahaha!]
Mo Yong-ui’s telepathy rang in my ears.
A beauty.
There’s no way I could take my precious sister, Seoharin, or Seomun Cheong-ha to such a suspicious party. Who knows what might happen? Taking So Geom-hu along felt a little off too.
Dang Yeong-ryeong definitely wouldn’t go just because I asked.
‘… It seems like it’s only my older brother.’
Considering the process of elimination, the most suitable partner for my party was my older brother. He’s a man, but if he disguises himself as So Geom-hu in an One Sword Play outfit, everyone would surely think he’s a woman. After all, my older brother is more beautiful than most women.
Plus, as someone who has reached the Stage of Transcendence and mastered Martial Arts, he can physically teach a lesson to anyone lurking with ulterior motives at the party.
Persuading him… shouldn’t be too hard. My older brother blindly trusts me.
Well, those who will block my older brother’s future are a threat I’d like to eliminate early too.
I thought about this and said.
[I understand.]
“Then we’ll meet later.”
After Mo Yong-ui bid farewell, he disappeared into the darkness.
All that was left for me was the invitation.
I tucked the invitation into my robe.
Then—
“… My brother, just now, that person and this letter…”
I heard Seoharin’s voice beside me.
Since most of the conversation was through telepathy, it must’ve looked like I was having a staring contest with a man to Seoharin.
Plus, what with the suspicious letter?
It was an easy situation to misunderstand.
Of course, as a professional, I wasn’t flustered by Seoharin’s question at all.
“… I received an invitation to a banquet from the Mo Yong-ui. I think it’s important to attend for the status of our faction.”
“Is that so…? May I ask who you plan to go with?”
Seoharin asked me with a blank expression. The sight of her particularly well-rounded breasts swaying exaggeratedly due to my earlier treatment had my eyes spinning.
How awkward.
I looked away and replied.
“… I plan to go with my older brother. He is currently taking charge of our faction’s main affairs.”
Hearing my words, Seoharin’s shoulders slightly drooped.
Slap
She moved closer to me and said with an expressionless face and lifeless eyes.
“I understand.”
Her plush breasts squished against my arm.
Is it really fine to roam around like this at a temple?
As I contemplated that, I decided to stop thinking.
That’s not the important thing right now.
‘… I have to quickly take the everlasting euphoric medicine first…’
I needed to hurry and consume the legendary pill I’d hidden in my robe, the ultimate stamina tonic.
Thinking this, I hung Seoharin onto one arm and began to walk through the temple grounds.
*
Seoharin, dangling from Lee Cheol-soo’s arm, gazed at his face with empty eyes.
Sigh…
Seoharin let out a hot sigh inwardly.
She was reminded of the recent Pressure Point Massage.
Lee Cheol-soo.
The sensation of her beloved older brother’s hand pressing into her body everywhere… honestly, it was a pleasure beyond words. No exaggeration.
The intricate traces of mixed pain and pleasure from her older brother’s Pressure Point Massage still vividly lingered in her body.
Her skin burned hot. Seoharin intentionally pressed her generous chest against Lee Cheol-soo’s arm.
Squish.
Her shapely breasts flattened against his arm.
This was one of the rare opportunities to be alone. Seoharin had no intention of letting this chance slip by.
‘They say no man dislikes a woman with a large chest. Surely, my older brother is the same…’
A dark gleam shone in Seoharin’s empty eyes.
‘I won’t let it go. Not for anything.’
In the entire world, no man compared to Lee Cheol-soo.
From their very first meeting, it was like that. Since her mother was killed due to martial artists’ disputes, Seoharin had learned not to trust others. She did not believe in the good intentions of others, so she had offered her body as a contract condition to Lee Cheol-soo. For her, her body was less important than her father’s safety.
But Lee Cheol-soo had refused. He had said his participation in the martial arts competition was for the resurrection of the sect, not to target her body.
He told her to cherish her body and if she wanted to decide her own fate, she should join the Gongdong Sect.
At first, she did not completely trust her older brother’s words.
But he proved it with actions. He truly won without demanding anything in return in the Orthodox Faction Competition for her and her father’s sake, dedicating himself solely to the resurrection of the sect.
So she had no choice but to trust him.
In a world filled with distrust and betrayal, the only person she could trust was her older brother, Lee Cheol-soo.
‘Did you say I could decide my own fate? My fate is my older brother.’
Seoharin’s eyes sank heavily.
To allow her older brother to feel her soft chest fully, she slipped his arm into her generous cleavage.
Jolt.
The quivering sensation of her brother’s body transmitted through her breasts into Seoharin’s body.
Her obsession with her older brother, Lee Cheol-soo, was only growing stronger.
*
“Damn those ladies…”
Coming back to the Shaolin Temple grounds, Jeoksawol bit her lip in irritation.
The memory of the mental duel with Geumhu, So Geom-hu in front of the Shaolin Temple’s Main Gate, lingered in her mind.
She had never experienced such a humiliating defeat in her 62 years of life.
Jeoksawol’s hands trembled.
‘… Hmph, let them misunderstand all they want. In the end, it will be this lady who secures that filthy man’s heart, not you young girls.’
Jeoksawol trembled her hands.
In truth, until she received a call from Sinseung through Jeonseogu and headed for the Shaolin Temple, Jeoksawol had been full of confidence.
As the number one beauty in the world, there was no way Lee Cheol-soo’s Unmoved Heart could withstand her beauty.
That’s what she thought.
‘If I had yielded back then… I wouldn’t have needed to come back to the Shaolin…’
But her expectations were completely off. Lee Cheol-soo’s Unmoved Heart surpassed Sinseung’s.
Thus, Jeoksawol couldn’t back down.
Originally, her role was only to test Lee Cheol-soo as the envoy of the Heavenly Alliance.
So now that the test was over, there was no reason for her to stay at the Shaolin Temple, especially considering the romantic ties.
But having been wounded in pride as the number one beauty at Dalma Cave, Jeoksawol could not simply walk away.
So she disguised herself as Neungwolhyang and infiltrated the Shaolin Temple again.
‘Now, come out. Hmph. This time, I will surely capture Gaga’s heart.’
Determined to win Lee Cheol-soo’s heart, Jeoksawol walked through the Shaolin Temple grounds, expanding her awareness.
The aura of an absolute master who reached the Level of Insight filled the entire Shaolin Temple grounds.
Through this awareness, she felt the presence of the Shaolin monks gathered in the temple and the aura of the Orthodox Faction’s Post-Stimulation Indicator.
Jeoksawol quickly narrowed her awareness to detect Lee Cheol-soo’s presence.
Having met him frequently as Neungwolhyang in Gonhwa Pavilion, she had detected his aura through her awareness every time. For Jeoksawol, finding Lee Cheol-soo’s presence was child’s play.
‘Here you are.’
Upon discovering Lee Cheol-soo’s presence, Jeoksawol’s red eyes sparkled. A smirk formed on her lips.
With a light push, she kicked off the ground, gliding using her Defensive Technique to the location where she sensed Lee Cheol-soo.
As Jeoksawol arrived before Lee Cheol-soo, the sight she witnessed was…
Lee Cheol-soo walking through the temple grounds, arms linked with the platinum blonde beauty, Seoharin, her generous breasts nestled against him.