Chapter 234 - The Outcast Writer of a Martial Arts Visual Novel

Blue and Red Flowers (青紅二花). Im Miryung and Im Min. These two beautiful swordswomen are known by this moniker across Hubei. Normally, when comparing two beauties, one might appear more attractive than the other. However, the Blue and Red Flowers complement each other, showcasing their beauty in tandem. As a result, the number of martial artists aiming to win their favor increased daily. Even the lecherous ones had their eyes on them. [ Will that expressionless woman enjoy herself under the influence of an aphrodisiac? No, watching her raw reactions could be equally delightful! ] Im Miryung had no idea that a rogue was secretly plotting against her. Ultimately, it was only a matter of time before the isolated Miryung was kidnapped. [ Grr! ] The rogue delighted in watching the bound and furious Im Miryung glare at him, a sly smile creeping across his face. “Gah!!! Even Hopil’s writing couldn’t get this bad. This, this is unforgivable! How could anyone think of giving such a woman to a rogue? Absolutely not!” Hwang Scholar’s hand trembled as he gripped the book. Tangjeong’s official partner was Duaeunhyang. However, Hwang Scholar was not someone who believed Tangjeong could only have one partner. In his heart, he was already contemplating whether Tangjeong’s second partner should be the most beautiful woman in Sichuan or one of the Blue and Red Flowers. The threat of her being violated by the rogue made him furious. Hwang Scholar was ready to lodge a complaint with the author, Hopil, if the scene he feared unfolded on the next page. [ Miss! Are you safe?! ] “Whew. Thank goodness!” Hwang Scholar let out a deep sigh of relief. At the critical moment, Tangjeong caught up in time to rescue Im Miryung. [ Tangjeong Young Hero. Because of me... ] Tangjeong couldn’t save Im Miryung without cost. Despite rescuing her by throwing himself into the fray, he ended up being poisoned by the rogue. [ It’s fine. ] [ Hahaha! Tangjeong! This time, it’s the end for you! I’ve crafted an aphrodisiac even you cannot resist. Without an antidote, your veins will burst and you’ll die. If you want to live, hand over the girl and leave! Or try your luck with any woman you pass by! Hahahaha! ] [ I have no intention of yielding. ] [ What! ] [ It’s obvious that the woman in front of me will shed tears. I would rather lose my life than turn a blind eye to such evil! ] [ Young Hero! Don’t! ] [ You scoundrel! To the end... ] “Indeed, Tangjeong! This is what a true hero is! A resolve to throw away one’s life rather than abandon righteousness! But how will he overcome this predicament?” Hwang Scholar couldn’t take his eyes off Tangjeong’s plight. [ Brother Tang! ] Fortunately, the timely arrival of Im Min and other martial artists allowed them to escape the crisis. [ Tangjeong! This is the last time you’ll see my face. By now, simply embracing a woman won’t act as an antidote! Tonight, I’ll toast to your death! ] Convinced that their tiresome connection was ending, the rogue vanished, promising himself a future confrontation with Blue and Red Flowers. Tangjeong’s condition was grave due to the aphrodisiac. “Without an antidote, just holding a woman isn’t enough. What should they do? Or maybe?” Ultimately, there was only one way to solve poisoning from an aphrodisiac. Hwang Scholar eagerly turned the page. [ I’ll do it. ] [ Sister? What do you mean? ] [ The rogue’s poison can be treated by intercourse. A regular woman wouldn’t suffice, but if a woman with deep virgin yin energy accepts Tangjeong’s yang energy, she could act as an antidote. If it’s me, I can definitely do it. ] [ No way! If that’s the case, I’ll do it. This happened because of me! ] [ No. He got poisoned protecting me. It’s only right that I do it. ] [ Sister! I apologized earlier, but I cannot yield Brother Tang to anyone! ] Im Miryung and Im Min stood in a tense standoff over who would share Tangjeong’s bed. “Curse you, Tangjeong! Making these two valiant women fight over their first time for one man!” The scene of two women, ready to offer their most precious selves to the protagonist, unconsciously brought a smile to Hwang Scholar’s face. [ No time left. Follow me. ] [ Sister, what are you... ] [ I’ll give you three moves. ] Settle it through a duel, said Im Miryung’s simple logic. [ You’ve always been condescending, Sister. Underestimating me is a mistake. ] [ You’ve always cunningly taken what you wanted, but this time, I won’t let you. ] Despite being like sisters, their relationship wasn’t always harmonious. Each possessed qualities the other lacked, leading to hidden inferiority and jealousy. It wasn’t until a confrontation over a man that they poured out their hidden feelings. “Sisters or not, fighting over a man! How does Hopil come up with such ideas? It's maddeningly brilliant!!!” Their battle was fierce. Initially fighting like cats with unarmed techniques, they quickly escalated to the brink of drawing weapons. Potentially shedding blood to gain the right to lie with one man. [ There’s no need to fight over me, dear sisters. Huff... ] It was Tangjeong, barely able to stand, who finally intervened and stopped the fight. [ Brother Tang! ] [ Gah! ] Tangjeong gasped, saying he’d rather die, and urged them to reconsider. With the man they both loved claiming he’d rather die, further fighting seemed pointless. [ Sister, let’s both stay with Brother Tang. ] [ Yes. Alone, I might not be enough. ] The two women finally reached a decision. [ Brother Tang, cover your eyes with this blindfold. ] [ Both of you, what is this about? ] [ We don’t think we can bear it if you choose between us. Blindfold yourself and make your choice blind. ] The blue and red flowers readied themselves to delicately fall for their beloved Tangjeong. After much contemplation, Tangjeong, blindfolded, grasped a flower in each hand. The process of detoxification and catharsis began with pain, which turned into exhilaration, then to pleasure, and finally into reconciliation and love. Transformed into a beast by the aphrodisiac, Tangjeong couldn’t hold back amidst the flowers. “Ahem, accepting Tangjeong’s wild fury without complaint… all right, where are the tissues…?” Hwang Scholar couldn't contain himself either. ----- [The rogue has shown up!] Perhaps due to his own poisoning as a result of attempting to eliminate his nemesis, Tangjeong completed the vital act and detoxified, but for some reason, he was unconscious for days. [He won’t wake up for a while.] [Sister! Let's chase him ourselves!] The Blue and Red Flowers decided to pursue the rogue on their own to prevent further victims. The rogue had feared Tangjeong but underestimated the two young swordswomen who had just entered the martial world. [Hah! Finally, I get to pluck these two flowers!] The rogue smacked his lips as he faced the two pursuing women. [You cannot crush us! We are already Tangjeong's flowers!] [What? Surely not! Tangjeong has already plucked the flowers I desired?!] [Plucked again?] [I’ll grind Tangjeong’s bones! After trampling and violating you both, I’ll slit his throat! I’ll tear him apart!] The enraged rogue was formidable. Despite their desperate resistance, the combined skills of the Blue and Red Flowers were insufficient against the rogue who had killed countless martial artists and violated many women. [Sister!] [Hold on! If we fall, he will be in danger!] The two swordswomen fought with all their might for their love, but they were no match for the rogue’s wrath, born from Tangjeong stealing all the women he had targeted. “No! I can’t watch these women who gave their first time to Tangjeong be violated by this rogue!” With their desperate situation, Hwang Scholar anxiously swallowed and turned the next page. A flying dagger swooped towards the rogue. [Just one dagger? Huh?] After dodging the first, another dagger pierced the rogue’s shoulder. [This is the Moonshadow Technique, an art of the Tang family.] [Tangjeong!] [Yes, I am back, rogue.] “A true hero always appears in the hour of his lady’s need!” Hwang Scholar couldn’t contain his excitement, gripping the third volume of “Tangjia Fengyun” firmly. [Tangjeong...! How did you!!! Your ultimate move has long been nullified! Today, I’ll surely tear you apart!] If he could just widen the distance, the rogue venom technique would prevail. He retreated to calmly prepare to end Tangjeong, but kept failing to outdistance him. With each step Tangjeong took, the threat of death loomed closer. [What? The poison space is moving? How?!] [Used properly, poison can become the elixir of life.] Tangjeong smiled confidently at the rogue. The special aphrodisiac designed to corrupt Tangjeong had instead allowed him to elevate his level through the immense energy created, circulating it alongside the yin energy of the two women. “This scoundrel dug his own grave by heightening Tangjeong’s abilities through that night with the women!” Growing stronger through an enemy’s trap! Hwang Scholar cheered. [Im... impossible! I inadvertently helped you increase your powers?] Tangjeong advanced, stepping towards the rogue with a victorious air. Like the venomous fangs of a deadly spider waiting to unleash a fatal bite, Tangjeong raised an arm, prepared to deliver the final line known to every fan of the series. The highly anticipated line that collectors and fans of “Tangjia Fengyun” waited for with bated breath. [Welcome to my Poison Killing Space.] “Welcome to my Poison Killing Space!” “Welcome to my Poison... Killing... Space!!!” “Ha-ha. My little brother seems to be enjoying the same part.” Hwang Scholar laughed at hearing his sibling's voice from the other room. Finally, the rogue was cornered. Tangjeong’s relentless pursuit would mark the end of the rogue’s reign of terror. Tangjeong was ready to seal the rogue’s fate. [This time, it ends... ugh! What is this?! Demonic energy?] Black energy surged from the rogue's body. [Scum! You forced my hand, making me unleash my demonic energy!] [You! You are also from the Demonic Cult!] [Tangjeong! Next time, I will tear you apart!] Leaving behind his unfinished business, the rogue disappeared, acknowledging his adversary. — Though the rogue had escaped, Tangjeong had a confession for the two women. [I have to tell you something. There are women I hold dearly in my heart.] Tangjeong knelt before the two women. He had taken their first times, but he harbored affection for two others. He confessed this, unable to lift his head in shame. The women stood speechless, facing the truth of his confession. This could mean having to give up on him. But something was strange. It wasn’t just one woman, but women in the plural. [Does your heart have no room for us, while it does for them?] [Brother Tang! Do you become so narrow-minded when it comes to love?] [I...] [You will vanquish the rogue, and become a central pillar of the martial world. Supporting that pillar will need the help of more than just one woman, won’t it?] “Yes! It is true that heroes are often supported by many women!” A capable man often took multiple spouses. Though some might prefer monogamy out of devotion, how could Tangjeong be a man of just one woman? [That’s...] [Would you discard us, Brother Tang?] [I was wrong. I’m sorry.] Under their unwavering insistence, Tangjeong surrendered. [Please embrace us both, for real this time.] [Last time was rushed, but tonight, carry us with affection.] Thus, they became lovers, sharing reconciliation and love once again in bed. “Ahem. To think there would be another bedroom scene. Hopil certainly knows how to cater to his readers.” Hwang Scholar loosened his waistband as he read, captivated by the skillful martial techniques of the two women, both in combat and in the bedroom. --- [Beloved, we’ve been affected by the rogue’s demonic energy and need to recuperate at our sect.] [Brother Tang, we’ll stop by the Martial Alliance to inform them about the emergence of the Demonic Cult and wait for you.] [Beloved, if a wedding seems too burdensome, I wouldn’t mind sharing it with my sister.] [Yes, Sister! If we’re up against the most beautiful woman in Sichuan and the top courtesan in Hubei, we need to join forces!] [Haha. I promise to kill the rogue and come back for you.] “Again! Why must Tangjeong part with every woman he meets!” Though understandable, it was still disappointing. Couldn’t he momentarily halt the chase for the rogue and wait until the Blue and Red Flowers recovered? Of course, if he’d done that, there would have been no encounter with Duaeunhyang, Hwang Scholar’s favorite, and “Tangjia Fengyun” would have ended in its first volume. Though Tangjeong’s unwavering commitment to righteousness was part of his appeal, it was undeniably frustrating. With a resigned sigh, Hwang Scholar turned the page. “A preview of the next volume?” Upon learning that the rogue was part of the Demonic Cult, the Martial Alliance dispatched fighters. Among them was a famously beautiful female martial artist. Tall with an ample figure and striking beauty, she held a commanding presence due to her high status. Initially, she looked down on the novice Tangjeong, but gradually came to respect his skill. However, they fell into the rogue’s trap: a mechanism that they couldn’t escape without engaging in intercourse. What will they choose? Reading the preview, Hwang Scholar felt an insatiable thirst akin to before, leaving him with no choice but to shout his familiar refrain. “The next voooooooooolume!”