The Second Eunuch Regains His Manhood

127th Chapter: The Most Beautiful Peach

Lee Cheol-soo and Seo Harin next to him made Jeoksawol’s hand tremble with anxiety.

Her gaze first landed on their chests.

‘I knew she was hiding her chest, but I didn’t expect it to be this big…’

Jeoksawol’s crimson eyes shook.

She had noticed that Seo Harin was hiding her chest, but she never imagined it would be this size.

‘When it comes to breasts, she might truly be the best in the world… perhaps even the best of all time…’

Jeoksawol, being the most beautiful woman in the world herself, had an unmatched aesthetic sense.

That same aesthetic sense now judged Seo Harin’s chest to be the best in the world—no, the best of all time.

Simply being large didn’t qualify something as the most beautiful peach.

If it were merely large, it would be a monstrosity.

Only when both size and shape were perfect could something be deemed the true most beautiful peach in the world.

And Seo Harin’s chest was…

A size so appealing that anyone would envy it, with a shape as perfect as dewdrops glistening in the morning.

Jeoksawol had never once felt inferior to anyone regarding her beauty or body.

The overwhelming beauty she possessed was at a level that could mesmerize everyone and even transcend to the realms of divine skills and sorcery, which was far beyond mere aesthetics when compared to other rivals, including Geumhu and So Geom-hu.

That said, Lee Cheol-soo was an exception, as his heart didn’t sway despite her unmatched beauty. However, she believed that one day, he would surely come around.

Other women were irrelevant. No matter how beautiful they claimed to be, they were no match for her, who was the most beautiful in the world.

Jeoksawol’s beauty had surpassed mere beauty standards and reached the legendary heights of historical figures like Xishi, Wang Zhaojun, and Yang Guifei.

That was a common sense for her.

But now…

‘…How… could she possibly have a more beautiful chest than me?!’

Today, that common sense shattered.

Her body trembled. Of course, if they were to compare facial beauty, Seo Harin might slightly fall short even compared to Neungwolhyang.

But her chest.

When it came to chest size… perhaps they were equal or, maybe, even more than that.

Moreover…

Despite being so much younger than herself…

Seo Harin was over 40 years her junior.

62 years old.

Jeoksawol, who typically didn’t feel much awareness about her age, owed this to her perfected martial arts and transformation of flesh and bone, which had frozen her physical age to that of a young adult.

Not just Jeoksawol, but transcendent masters like her had gone through the process of restructuring their bodies, optimized for their years of martial arts training.

As a result, most masters looked like they were in their prime twenties.

In Jeoksawol’s case, she maintained the blooming beauty of the foremost beauty until the age of 62. Even now, at her age, suitors from all over the Central Plains were flocking around her.

Thus, age was merely a number. At least, that was how Jeoksawol perceived it.

But upon meeting Seo Harin, the true owner of the most beautiful peach, an unknown dark flame of inferiority began to burn in her heart.

“…You are the renowned beauty from Gansu, Young Lady Yeonhee. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Seo Harin, the little sister of this sahyeong.”

Having a keen mind and being sensitive to others’ emotions, Seo Harin immediately sensed Jeoksawol’s inferiority complex.

She understood that Jeoksawol’s gaze was fixated on her chest.

With that awareness, Seo Harin greeted her and awkwardly smiled, still not fully accustomed to the act, while Lee Cheol-soo’s arm remained firmly around her chest.

Seo Harin subtly adjusted her posture, enhancing the visibility of her chest so Jeoksawol could see it well.

Hehe…

It had been a long time since she had formed an alliance to confront Geumhu and Neungwolhyang.

Finally, she had achieved her first victory over Neungwolhyang.

There was no way she wouldn’t be delighted.

‘This little brat?!’

Jeoksawol had no way of being unaware of Seo Harin’s intentions.

Jeoksawol’s crimson eyes sparked with fire. She barely managed to calm her rising jealousy and intent to act.

This was Shaolin Temple.

A faction known as the Taishan North Star of the Orthodox Faction. There was also Sinseung present, after all! No matter how formidable one’s sect was, reckless behavior was not tolerated here.

Suppressing her tempestuous feelings, Jeoksawol spoke.

“Seo Young Lady, I have heard many stories from Gaga. As you said, the girl here is Neungwolhyang. She is how she is called in the world, the vibrant beauty.”

Jeoksawol greeted Seo Harin with a trembling cheek.

Though they were both aware of each other’s existence, this was their first official introduction in this setting. The gazes of the two girls, aged 62 and 15, met.

“I have also heard many things about you, sahyeong. They say that you have an unrequited love for our sahyeong?”

The underlying meaning of Seo Harin’s words criticized, “You call her sahyeong, but in reality, you are merely in love at a distance, aren’t you?”

‘This girl…! How dare she speak so brazenly in front of me…!’

Jeoksawol seethed at the understanding she quickly gleaned from Seo Harin’s words.

Jeoksawol maintained an outwardly calm demeanor and responded while looking at Seo Harin.

“…Well. Seo Young Lady, how bold you are to embrace a man’s arm like that within the grounds of Shaolin Temple… a behavior that is quite embarrassing for others to witness.”

“It’s for the bond of honor between sahyungs. It’s nothing for you, an outsider, to concern yourself with, Neung-soja.”

Seo Harin replied in retort to Jeoksawol’s jab.

Was it reasonable to justify such scandalous behavior as fostering bonds?

It was sophistry.

Yet, it was a fact that she was an outsider. It wasn’t her place to meddle in the affairs of the sect.

Jeoksawol bit her lip and continued speaking.

“However…”

“What indeed is your purpose for visiting, Neung-soja? Is it not to profess your undying love for sahyeong…?”

“…It is for Hwanghwa. Additionally, I wanted to come and greet Gaga as well.”

“Now that you have seen each other’s faces, it seems you can go on your way to enjoy Hwanghwa.”

At Seo Harin’s words, Jeoksawol bit her lip.

‘How dare she retort back to me…!’

But given there was an audience, she couldn’t continue further.

Seo Harin’s identity as Lee Cheol-soo’s little sister restrained Jeoksawol.

Lee Cheol-soo was an orphan. To him, sahyung siblings were likely akin to family. To win his heart, Jeoksawol couldn’t afford to act recklessly toward Seo Harin.

Jeoksawol’s gaze shifted to Lee Cheol-soo.

She noticed that his eyes remained unchanged—firm and steady—just like when he looked at the most beautiful woman in the world, Jeoksawol herself.

‘Hehe. No matter how beautiful her peach may be, it means nothing in the face of Gaga’s unwavering heart.’

For some reason, she felt victorious.

‘…What a waste of time. There’s nothing to gain by dragging this child along with more talk.’

Having built an unknown confidence, she shifted her gaze back to Lee Cheol-soo.

Right. Engaging with Seo Harin was a waste of time. She couldn’t allow herself to lose momentum to her.

Moreover, wasn’t she actually here to meet Lee Cheol-soo, not Seo Harin?

So, it was right to strike a conversation with Lee Cheol-soo.

Finishing her judgment, Jeoksawol approached Lee Cheol-soo.

“How about it? Would you like to share a cup of tea with the girl…?”

*

Jeoksawol’s voice reached my ears.

I thought they had left already, yet here came Neungwolhyang back to Shaolin.

I pulled my arm out from behind Seo Harin’s chest.

“Ah…”

Seo Harin breathed out softly.

I didn’t know why the two women were at odds, but I didn’t have time to waste here.

I needed to take that legendary potency-soon.

Jeoksawol visited as Neungwolhyang because I hadn’t fallen for her unmatched beauty. So, she must have come back to do something with me as Neungwolhyang, given she was familiar with her.

‘Still not trusting me, huh, Jeoksawol.’

I wouldn’t fall for her trick. If she wanted to play, she needed to show both her alt and main characters.

Thinking that, I spoke.

“…It’s been a while, Neung-soja. I didn’t expect to see your face here in Hanam, far from Gansu.”

“…I came running because I missed Gaga.”

Upon hearing my words, Jeoksawol’s face blushed slightly. She spoke with a shy voice.

I looked at Jeoksawol and said, “I would love to share tea with you, Neung-soja, but unfortunately, I’m busy at the moment. Also… I distinctly remember asking you to look after Hwajeong County. So, why are you here in Shaolin?”

I stared at Jeoksawol disguised as Neungwolhyang.

Right.

Before heading to Yongbong Society, I had indeed asked her to take care of Hwajeong County, specifically to keep an eye on the entrance to Gongdong Sect.

And now, she had broken that promise and showed up at Shaolin.

It didn’t matter where Sado Ryeonju Jeoksawol was, but for Yeonhee Neungwolhyang to be here was not permissible.

I reminded Jeoksawol of that fact.

Upon hearing my words, Jeoksawol’s face stiffened.

“G-Gaga… that’s…”

“…I believe that Neung-soja must have her reasons for doing so. Well then, I’m sorry, but it’s best for me to leave now. Enjoy Hwanghwa. Let’s go, sahmae.”

“Understood. Sahyeong.”

Slap.

Seo Harin clung to my side again.

As I walked past Jeoksawol toward the inn, I heard her calling out to me from behind.

“G-Gaga…! Gaga!”

But I ignored it.

Should I reveal now that Jeoksawol and Neungwolhyang were the same person, I’d be willing to look back. But as expected, she didn’t reveal her main character until the end.

I felt somewhat bitter. After feeling like we had grown close, I was still not trusted this much…

I found myself thinking as we returned to the inn with Seo Harin.

*

At the same time.

Deungbong County.

As a prestigious house among the six great families, the Moryong family had rented the entire luxurious inn in Deungbong County as their lodging.

Moryongwi, having delivered the invitation to Lee Cheol-soo, entered the inn. The servants warmly welcomed him.

As he received their greetings, Moryongwi ascended to the top floor of the inn.

Upon entering the highest level of the inn, overlooking the picturesque view of Deungbong County, Moryongwi’s eyes softened slightly.

Huff.

The scent of unmarried fragrance brushed against his nose.

“…You’ve arrived, Great Prince.”

A sultry, sticky female voice echoed in Moryongwi’s ear.

Moryongwi trembled as he pulled apart the red curtain. There lay a middle-aged man sleeping, panting, along with what appeared to be a voluptuous middle-aged woman resting atop him.

With a luscious yet enticing potbelly and an irresistible figure, she was Gu Ok-ryeon, the concubine of Moryong family’s head, who held real power.

It seemed she had just finished a tryst with the head, as the mingled scents of rose perfume, night blooming flowers, unmarried fragrance, and spring drug ignited Moryongwi’s senses.

“…Yes, Lady Gu.”

Moryongwi naturally sat on the edge of the bed. Lady Gu subtly pulled him closer. She looked as if she were in her thirties despite being in her forties, but the fine wrinkles around her eyes were evident due to the makeup.

However, to Moryongwi, who was intoxicated with unmarried fragrance, even that appeared beautiful.

“Did you convey the invitation to the Gongdong Alliance as I instructed?”

“…Yes, I did…”

Upon hearing Moryongwi’s response, Lady Gu smiled.

No, the Lady Gu disguised as a beautiful woman was none other than the bishop of the Blood Sect, Gu Ok-ryeon.

“Good. Then I shall reward you. Come here…”

Lady Gu tossed aside her top completely. Enveloped by unmarried fragrance, Moryongwi’s eyes were already glazed over, transformed into a beast as he pounced on Gu Ok-ryeon.

Accepting him fully with joy, Gu Ok-ryeon thought to herself,

‘The Gongdong Alliance… or rather, the Gongdong Color Association’s dual-colored sword Lee Cheol-soo… Is he really the magnificent man the rumors speak of… I’m genuinely looking forward to this. Hehehe…’

Gu Ok-ryeon, having shared intimate moments with countless men, felt a thrill of anticipation about whether Lee Cheol-soo was indeed as stunning as the tales suggested.

Soon, the inn’s top floor was filled with the moans of women, along with the wild rapture of their passionate connection ascending to excruciating heights.

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