If a courtesan was a martial artist, only one name came to mind.
The Shadowless Gate. A sect formed by those at the very bottom of society.
A place renowned for handling information.
If the orthodox sects had the Beggars' Sect, then the unorthodox demonic paths had the Shadowless Gate.
But this woman had something peculiar about her.
No dantian.
There were traces of training in martial arts and a dantian that once existed.
But without a dantian now, she was just a healthy ordinary person.
"Whatever, I don't care if you're from the Shadowless Gate or not. Just stick to your main job. Oh, and by main job, I mean the courtesan part. Not the Shadowless Gate stuff. So, as a favor, don't report my info to your superiors? Just say I'm a 'spoiled brat with a lot of baggage.' Please."
"Young master. I..."
"Anyway. Is there a bath? There has to be, right? Of course there is. So, could you prepare one? I feel grimy and want to wash up."
"...I'll prepare it."
I sauntered inside, and Seolha bowed her head in response before stepping back.
The interior was lavish, almost overwhelming, but I casually scanned it as if it were nothing and settled comfortably onto the spacious bed.
Sitting there quietly, I heard the sound of splashing water from the other side of the room.
Not just Seolha, but the presences of other women who seemed to be maids as well.
It was amazing.
Ever since cultivating martial arts and sharpening my senses, I could perceive everything around me clearly even without looking.
Faint breaths, footsteps, body scents, the air displaced by movement brushing against my skin—such things.
I didn't know how it worked.
It just happened naturally. So effortlessly.
A moment later, Seolha approached, clasped her hands together, bowed politely, and spoke.
"The bath is ready, young master."
Hearing that, I stood and followed her.
The place she led me to had a large stone bathtub, almost like a swimming pool.
Steam rose from the water, with flower petals floating on the surface.
"I don't need the flower petals or anything."
Muttering that, I took off my martial robe.
Seolha was right there, but I didn't mind. This was a woman whose job it was to see men's naked bodies.
Once fully nude, I slipped into the tub and glanced at Seolha's reaction.
It was subtle, but unmistakably a startled expression.
Of course. She probably hadn't seen one this size before.
I'd cheered in triumph myself after my Bone Transformation and Marrow Shedding.
So today would be the first time putting this thing to use.
The warm water felt great. Bathing really was a joy.
The first time feeling this in 67 years. No, by the calendar, it might be more? 68? 69? Something like that.
It had been a while since I'd gone to a public bathhouse back in Korea.
None of that mattered. This languid relaxation was what felt good right now.
Plus, there was still the event left.
And there was Seolha beside me, quietly testing the water with her hand and adding more hot water.
"Why don't you join me?"
I tossed it out casually, indifferently, but honestly, my heart was pounding.
This woman was here for exactly that. So the words were perfectly natural.
But how to put it. Ah, it was hard to explain.
Anyway, there was a thrill to it. The sense of dominance in being able to do whatever I wanted with a woman like her.
"Yes, young master."
Seolha answered calmly and began undressing.
A woman slowly peeling off her flowing silk garments one by one.
Eventually, only a skimpy undergarment barely covering her breasts and privates remained as she slipped quietly into the water.
It had been so long since I'd seen a woman's bare skin that my member reacted immediately.
Seolha's body was that beautiful.
Large breasts, slender waist, wide hips.
It was a relief that standards of beauty were similar everywhere. Truly.
And once she entered the water, the wet undergarment clung tightly to her body, multiplying the arousal several times over.
Yes, this was it. More erotic than coming in fully naked.
A brothel knew the aesthetics of seduction. True professionals.
Seolha came to my side in the water and pressed her body close against mine.
The woman's form up close, overflowing with voluptuousness and allure.
Even now, a doubt lingered in my mind: was it okay to just touch her freely?
This hesitation came from never having done this before.
It wasn't about strength. More a matter of personality, perhaps?
Still, I mustered my courage, lifted my arm, and draped it over Seolha's shoulder.
But was this courage? My thoughts felt a bit jumbled. A little dizzying.
Seolha didn't refuse. Of course not. She was a courtesan.
So, with my arm around her shoulder, I awkwardly moved my hovering hand to rest on her breast.
Still a calm reaction. No refusal expected.
My touch grew bolder. My hand slipped inside the wet undergarment and grasped her breast.
Seolha adjusted her posture slightly to make it easier for me.
That washed away all my worries and unease, and I began fondling her breast comfortably.
Bliss. Paradise.
To be in warm water kneading the large breast of a lithe beauty.
Peach Blossom Land had nothing on this.
And Seolha wasn't just sitting there like a statue.
She slowly caressed my body, scooped water with her delicate hands to trickle it over my shoulders, and gently rubbed.
Her hands moved from my chest down my stomach, brushing teasingly against my member before shifting to my thigh.
Seductive touches. Gestures that knew how to arouse a man. The ticklish sensation underwater.
Every movement sent water splashing, spreading a fragrant floral scent.
Ah, so that's why they added the petals. The effect was undeniable. Not sprinkled for nothing. I hadn't realized.
Gradually, Seolha's undergarment started feeling like an annoyance.
As I moved to remove it, she gently pushed my body away, pulled back a bit, and stood up.
Droplets falling in strings. The soaked fabric clinging tightly to her body. Her figure revealed starkly.
Right before me, Seolha slowly untied the strings of her undergarment.
Snow-white breasts and provocative pink nipples came into view.
A waist without an ounce of excess fat and smooth, hairless privates followed.
With her undergarment tossed aside, fully nude and dripping, Seolha returned and nestled into my arms.
Then she began licking my body slowly.
Her warm tongue focused on my chest and neck before gradually moving upward.
Licking my cheeks and ears felt a bit strange.
But the effect was clear. My member stood rigid like a club.
Finally, Seolha's lips met mine.
Her tongue ravaging mine with subtle yet insistent movements.
If this were a spar or duel, I'd have lost.
Measured by kissing prowess alone, Seolha was at least Transformation Realm level.
I grabbed her buttocks with both hands.
While kissing me, Seolha slowly rubbed her crotch against my member.
Ah, her movements were so enticing. Melting my resolve?
Feeling I couldn't just take it lying down, I released her buttocks and caressed the breasts pressed firmly against me.
"Mm... Ah."
When I focused on her nipples, Seolha let out lewd moans even mid-kiss.
Yet she never stopped moving her tongue.
Wow. Pros really were pros. No wonder men fell for this.
I couldn't hold back anymore. I lifted Seolha in my arms and stood.
Water cascading down. Seolha with a slightly startled expression.
Still dripping, I carried her to the bed and laid her down.
"Wait a moment, young master."
Seolha sat up and spoke, then stood, sat me on the bed instead, and knelt gracefully between my spread legs.
She brushed her fallen hair behind her ear, gripped my member with both hands, and brought her lips to the tip.
With a kiss, she extended her tongue and began licking my member eagerly.
Ecstatic sensation. Dizzying pleasure.
I'd already experienced her kissing skill moments ago.
But applied to my lower half, my reaction wasn't exaggerated.
Seolha's movements grew more intense.
Her small mouth opened wide, taking my member fully inside.
Warm mouth. Sucking sensations. Wet, slurping sounds.
Embarrassingly, I didn't last long.
The expert Seolha's assault was fierce, and inevitably, I released into her mouth.
Seolha swallowed it down and sucked my member clean.
It twitched, but its rigidity didn't fade at all.
Of course not. I wasn't the type to wilt after one go.
A body that had undergone Rejuvenation to Youth and Bone Transformation and Marrow Shedding was far from ordinary.
I could probably go all day.
Seolha seemed to know this, stopping her sucking and standing.
She fetched a vial of oil and poured it slowly over her body.
Liquid trailing down Seolha's form.
Spreading the viscous fluid with her hands released a fragrant aroma everywhere.
Probably scented oil. Her body gleamed as if polished.
After applying it all over, Seolha spoke calmly.
"Allow me to serve you, young master. Please lie down on the bed."
I did as told. Lying back, my erect member stood prominently.
Seolha straddled me, wedged my member between her oil-slicked breasts, and slowly slid along my body.
Ah, this was amazing. Good call coming here.
Her slightly hardened nipples grazing my skin, her soft body rubbing my member.
These small stimulations built up, heightening anticipation with every little act.
After a while, Seolha moved up to face me, took my member in hand, and aligned it with her entrance.
Her body descended slowly.
Thanks to the oil and her wetness, the tip slid in without resistance.
"Mm...!"
Letting out a soft moan, Seolha arched her back slowly.
Once fully upright, my member was buried to the hilt inside her.
"Haa... Ahh. Young master... It's all... inside."
She took my hands and placed them on her breasts.
Seriously, my brain was melting. I was turning into an idiot.
As that thought crossed my mind, Seolha began moving her body slowly back and forth.