Chapter 1207

<Chapter 1207> 1207. The Radiant Ascension Path

“Number 366.”

Yeon Ye-ha’s clear voice rang out loud and true, even in the chaotic space. For the record, the 366 she called out was Jegal Mosoon’s number.

“I challenge you to a duel.”

“…What’s the reason?”

Jegal Mosoon, who always maintained composure, furrowed his brows in confusion. The onlookers felt the same way. Yeon Ye-ha’s sudden challenge came out of nowhere. Moreover, Yeon Ye-ha and Jegal Mosoon were from the same squad.

“I wish to verify your skills.”

“…Isn’t there really no need for such a formal duel today? A simple sparring match would suffice for that purpose.”

A duel is different from sparring.

Unlike sparring, which is solely for skill improvement, duels are conducted with one’s reputation on the line. In some cases, it could turn into a battle to the death.

“I want to see your full strength.”

“…Are you doubting my abilities as a fellow squad member?”

Jegal Mosoon sighed deeply.

There was no way to decline the duel. Unless in another place, this location had too many eyes watching. Declining here would lead to whispers among the new recruits. Especially since this was the Heavenly Horse Spirit Sect—where nothing mattered more than power. Being branded a coward meant instant disdain.

“Number 567. I accept your duel request. Do you seek a battle to the death?”

Yeon Ye-ha’s response was predictable. Given her personality, she’d likely demand a life-or-death duel; only then could she gauge Jegal Mosoon’s true capabilities.

Before she could answer, Cheon Yu-un hastily interjected.

“Hold on. Life-and-death battles are forbidden within the Demon Horse Academy.”

“…Number 88. Wasn’t there such a rule?”

Jegal Mosoon asked with an odd expression.

“Yeah. If you doubt me, go ask the Demon Horse Academy Dean yourself.”

“I trust Number 88’s words. Number 567, it’s unfortunate, but it seems a battle to the death isn’t possible. Perhaps we should just call off the duel altogether? We need to prepare for tomorrow’s journey west.”

“A battle to the death isn’t necessary.”

“You’re quite stubborn, aren’t you? Alright then. Let’s head to the training ground.”

Jegal Mosoon accepted the duel. Rejecting it would yield less than losing in combat.

“I’ll act as referee. If you’re uneasy, I can also summon an instructor—it’s no problem.”

Cheon Yu-un stepped forward and spoke. Knowing his true identity, they didn’t refuse.

They headed toward the training grounds. They couldn’t just unsheathe their swords and start fighting right there. With every step they took, the surrounding crowd followed suit—one step at a time. From their perspective, they couldn’t miss such an entertaining spectacle.

I trailed behind them, my mind swirling with thoughts. The reason why Yeon Ye-ha challenged Jegal Mosoon must be… to find out if he’s the rapist.

‘Last time when she subdued me, I showed her my skills. If Jegal Mosoon proves skilled enough… Yeon Ye-ha will confirm him as the culprit and kill him.’

She wouldn’t outright murder him. But as the daughter of Sword Demon, she has countless ways to eliminate Jegal Mosoon.

‘Jegal Mosoon is going to lose.’


If this were before, I might not know… But even now, Yeon Yeha has grown strong enough that her martial arts can’t be underestimated. On the other hand, Jeonggam Mosoon, while ranked first in her group, is actually at the lower tier when it comes purely to martial skills.

“Tch. I’ve been suspecting Jeonggam Mosoon as the culprit all this time… Looks like she’s off the list of suspects for Yeon Yeha’s investigation.”

Yeon Yeha and Jeonggam Mosoon stood apart from each other at a set distance, drawing their swords.

“Before we begin the sparring match, let me reiterate: this is NOT a fight to the death. Do not harbor murderous intent.”

Chun Yuun, acting as referee, spoke with a stern voice.

Chun Yuun must be shitting his pants right now. Yeon Yeha and Jeonggam Mosoon are both talents he’s been keeping an eye on. If something happens during this sparring and one of them ends up crippled? The loss for Chun Yuun would be astronomical.

“…I believe both of you have clearly understood my words. Begin the sparring.”

Yeon Yeha made the first move. With precise footwork, she swung her sword directly toward Jeonggam Mosoon. It was a crude, brute-force attack—no subtlety or finesse involved.

Were it me, I’d have easily sidestepped and countered. But this isn’t me—it’s Jeonggam Mosoon.

Jeonggam Mosoon raised her sword to block Yeon Yeha’s strike. That was her only option. After all, Jeonggam Mosoon wouldn’t have been able to properly see Yeon Yeha’s movements.

Yeon Yeha continued her straightforward assault. The sound of clashing swords filled the training ground.

“Huhk, hah…!”

Jeonggam Mosoon was struggling. Simply blocking Yeon Yeha’s sword was pushing her to her limits. This was due to the disparity in strength and inner energy.

In the midst of this one-sided battle, a pale hand erupted from Jeonggam Mosoon’s right foot, attempting to grab Yeon Yeha’s leg. Sorcery! Yeon Yeha effortlessly dodged the attack and swung her sword through the air, creating three sword winds.

The sword winds swept past Jeonggam Mosoon’s staggering body. When she tried to retaliate, Yeon Yeha’s blade was already at her throat.

“…I yield.”

“…”

Yeon Yeha silently sheathed her sword. Even before the referee, Chun Yuun, could declare her victory, she turned around and left the training ground.

“Wait! Wait just a moment!”

Jeonggam Mosoon shouted. Yeon Yeha glanced back.

“What exactly did you want from this sparring match with me?!”

“…I already answered that.”

“You wanted to test my skills? No, there was another purpose behind this! Give me a straight answer!”

“I stated my purpose from the start.”

With that, Yeon Yeha exited the training ground. Jeonggam Mosoon’s face twisted in frustration. The spectators, having enjoyed the show, dispersed to attend to their own business.

Chun Yuun approached Jeonggam Mosoon. I focused my inner energy into my ears to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“Number 366. Number 567 probably really did want to test your abilities.”

“…How can you be so sure?”

“Her and I go way back. She’s a warrior who seeks strength. Challenging you to a duel means she acknowledges you.”

“But I was utterly defeated. If she had truly intended to, she could’ve taken me down in one move. And yet you say she acknowledges me?”

“She may have grown stronger than before, but she doesn’t lie.”

“…”

“It seems you’re not convinced. …What do you think her true purpose was?”

“…Number 567 was trying to confirm something through me. It wasn’t my skill—it was something else. That’s what I felt.”

“…I don’t know.”

“Number 88. Can you ask Number 567 for me? Aren’t you two old acquaintances?”

“While she doesn’t lie, she knows how to keep secrets. Even if I asked her, I doubt she’d give me a proper answer… By the way, that last sorcery technique you used… Wasn’t that a zombie-summoning art?”

“Yes. It’s one of the basic zombie-summoning techniques where I use my body as a medium to summon a zombie’s hand…”

I shook my head. There was no need for me to continue eavesdropping on their conversation.

After pondering for a moment, I…


Strategy Ha Na.

Ha slowly made her way in a direction I recognized—toward the dormitory. It was quite a distance away. Since she was walking at a leisurely pace, I could easily overtake her if I ran.

“Hmph… Watching Ha fight earlier really got me going… Should I go meet her?”

With nobody around to see me, I summoned the Illusio Wristband and activated it, rendering my body invisible. Then I bolted off toward the direction of Ha’s dorm.

I waited for her in a narrow alleyway beside the road leading to the dorms. Not long after, Ha appeared. Thankfully, there was no one around her.

As she was about to pass by the alley entrance, I extended my hand.

Heavenly Demon Art: Seal of the Sky.

I sealed her inner energy with an acupuncture technique, grabbed her waist and shoulder, and dragged her into the dim alley where sunlight couldn’t reach. She didn’t resist or draw her sword. With a calm expression, she spoke directly to my transparent form.

“It’s you.”

“Yeah, still as composed as ever… Did you anticipate this ambush?”

Pretending to be Mogun Jeongal.

“No, I didn’t expect it. I’m surprised you would attack so openly in broad daylight, right on the street.”

There was no hint of surprise in her voice.

I looked down at my body, worried that the invisibility had worn off due to her calm demeanor—but the Illusio was functioning properly.

“You’re not Jeongal Mogun.”

“…”

I reached out, untied her sash, and pulled down her pants. A black, elegant undergarment came into view—it was the one I gifted her. Apparently, she hadn’t discarded it and continued wearing it. Pushing aside her panties, I touched her vagina. Her thick labia enveloped my fingers. Without time for leisurely foreplay, I used Sensory Enhancement.

“Do you intend to violate me here?”

“I lost to you in combat earlier, so now it’s payback.”

I maintained the charade as Jeongal Mogun. It was hard to tell if my strategy had worked—her poker face was unbeatable.

“You’re not resisting.”

“I’ll cooperate. But answer my question.”

“This is the fourth question, right?”

“Fifth. The last one under these conditions.”

Five questions for one truth.

Last night, she asked me whether I was right-handed or left-handed. I told her I was right-handed—that was the truth. So lying this time wouldn’t matter.

“Is your closest residence to the east? Or the west?”

“…”

The dormitories for Group 1 boys were to the west, while Groups 2 and 3 were to the east. To the south were the instructors’ quarters, and to the north were the female instructors’ quarters.

‘Even though Ha gave two examples… don’t make assumptions. This isn’t a multiple-choice question.’

After some thought, I replied,

“The closest place from here is to the south.”

“I see.”

Nodding, Ha lifted one leg against the wall, exposing her vagina. Transparent liquid trickled down stickily.

“…You’re quite proactive.”

“I said I’d cooperate, so I’m cooperating. No point in unnecessary arguments.”

“You know I’m violating you, right?”

“…Yes. And once this is done, I’ll hunt you down and kill you.”

I thrust my erect penis into her vagina.

“Aah…”

Ha let out a soft breath, trembling slightly. She then gripped my upper body with both hands, her touch caressing it. Clearly, she was trying to memorize my physique and discover any distinguishing physical traits.

She won’t find anything significant.

“Ugh… Ahn.”

I spent thirty minutes violating Ha in the alley before heading back to the dorm. Due to the Illusio’s time limit, I couldn’t fully enjoy the promised hour.

‘Sex while invisible… surprisingly more exhilarating than expected. Gotta do this more often.’