Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Cultivation Through Copulation.

Episode 50: The Treasure Map

In the luxurious pleasure house of Manho, a scruffy man was drinking excessively at Floral Pavilion, the most expensive and famous courtesan house in Manho.

His shabby attire, unkempt beard, and grimy fingernails indicated that he was not part of the upper class that typically enjoyed such establishments.

Mr. Yung, the tomb raider, was drinking at Floral Pavilion for the first time, so he was simply indulging in food and drink with the women.

As he drank while fondling a courtesan’s breasts, Mr. Yung felt like a celestial being, surrounded by women and indulging in exquisite delicacies and fine liquor.

Moreover, he had a woman riding him, making the experience even more perfect.

“Oh, my lord, please try this as well.”

The courtesan, whose breasts were exposed, seemed to disdain Mr. Yung’s filthy appearance, but she was armed with professional spirit, offering him snacks with coquettish charm.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The courtesan riding Mr. Yung moaned as she diligently bounced on his lap.

Creak!

The door opened, and a man dressed similarly to Mr. Yung entered.

The man, unfamiliar with the place, looked around nervously before spotting Mr. Yung and asked,

“Mr. Yung, what are you doing in such an expensive place? And you called me here too. Did you come into some big money?”

When the man entered, Mr. Yung, trying to act as if he was accustomed to the place, nodded and said,

“Heh heh, sit down, sit down. Mr. Seong, have a drink first. I won’t ask you to pay.”

“Really? Are you saying you’ll pay? Did you really hit the jackpot somewhere?”

A jackpot? Indeed, he did.

Just thinking about that jackpot made Mr. Yung feel good.

Mr. Yung chuckled and gestured with his chin towards the parchment on the table.

“Take a good look at that parchment. It’s from our last excavation, remember? Where we found a pile of those musty parchments. There was something like a map there, and we took one, right? The translation is finally out. When we first found it, we knew it was a map, but we couldn’t figure what it was for.”

The parchment had some drawings on it, consisting of unknown shapes and lines.

With years of experience in excavation, Mr. Seong’s eyes quickly recognized the content within the parchment.

“…Isn’t this a treasure map?”

“That’s right. Ah, it’s good. Look closely. Lift your hips a bit more, you wench.”

Slap!

“Ah! My Lord, it’s so good.”

Mr. Yung slapped the buttocks of the woman he was penetrating, making her hips move up and down.

The courtesan, letting out a coquettish moan, twisted her waist to give more stimulation as she raised and lowered her hips.

Mr. Yung groaned, overwhelmed by the courtesan’s skill in bed. Trembling, he climaxed inside her.

Feeling warmth spread inside her, she withdrew and shook her hips slightly before leaving the room.

Mr. Yung looked at her blankly, then glanced at his limp member and had another courtesan work to revive it.

After much fondling and sucking, Mr. Yung’s cock was erect again, and he thrust it into another courtesan.

Clap!

Though his vigor and strength seemed diminished compared to before the first climax, Mr. Yung diligently moved his hips.

Mr. Seong glanced enviously at the scene once but then buried his head back into the parchment. Sex is good, but money comes first.

I need to figure out where the money is in this.

“This place…seems to be at the edge of the Dark Moon Sect’s territory?”

“To be precise, hmm, it’s halfway on the border.”

Mr. Yung suddenly pulled back with a groan, as if overwhelmed by the sensation. The courtesan, playing coy, pressed her hips against his, causing Mr. Yung to recoil further.

The courtesans’ skilled sexual techniques were difficult for the tomb raider, Mr. Yung, to withstand.

It was as if the insides of the courtesans were trained, squeezing and writhing around his cock, their hips moving like separate entities. They seemed designed solely to extract semen from a man’s cock.

Mr. Yung cleared his throat awkwardly as he withdrew. Embarrassed, he seemed to have pulled out just before climaxing.

But there was no helping it. Though praised for his stamina by those around him, he was exhausted after two rounds. Anything beyond that was challenging, as three rounds were beyond the norm.

Mr. Seong, looking at the map, scratched his neck and asked,

“Should we sell this to the Dark Moon Sect?”

“Ugh! Yes. We should sell it to the Dark Moon Sect.”

Feeling a bit calmer, he leaned back down and thrust into the courtesan’s waiting body. The writhing sensation immediately made Mr. Yung groan.

“Then, how much can we get?”

“Hoo, wouldn’t it fill a chest with gold ingots? It’s a map to an ancient ruin, after all.”

“A chest of gold ingots? Wow, we’re going to be rich!”

“You’re satisfied with just that?”

“What else?”

“We should sell it elsewhere too. There are other three great sects, aren’t there?”

“What? Is it okay to do that?”

“What’s there to not be okay about? We’re just selling the map. Stop dawdling and start copying it. Don’t you want to make money?”

“Y-yeah, I do.”

“Hehehe! First, loosen up a bit and let’s get to work.”

Mr. Yung grabbed the thin waist of the courtesan and kept moving his thick waist.

Clap! Clap!

“Ah! Ahh! My lord, my lord!”

The courtesan let out moans and twisted her waist. Mr. Yung’s movements slowed, matching the rhythm. The wet sound echoing through the room.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

Hearing the sound, Mr. Seong also grabbed a courtesan and stripped off her clothes.

“My lord, you’re too hasty. Slowly.”

“Hehehe, slowly? There’s no time for that. I’m about to become a rich man. The kind of rich man you like. Don’t you want to get started?”

With a forceful tug, Mr. Seong stripped the courtesan’s clothes off in one go.

The Foundation Establishment Festival was imminent.

The excitement leading up to the festival didn’t easily subside.

Despite the Festival’s dangers, it was an event where one could achieve Foundation Establishment through the Foundation Establishment pill. Naturally, it drew attention.

“I’m definitely going to participate in the next Foundation Establishment Festival.”

“Me too!”

“When will you guys ever get to participate in the Festival? You should focus on cultivating and advancing your level.”

Thus, the Festival served as a good motivator for the Qi Condensation stage disciples.

While everyone was excited, only Yuk-gyeong, who couldn’t attend the Festival, kicked a stone in frustration and grumbled.

The leadership of the Dark Moon Sect was also noisy.

Not just because of the Festival, but for another reason.

In the Elder Hall.

Here, elders were gathered for a meeting regardless of their faction. Thus, the Elder Hall was unusually heated.

On the central table of the Elder Hall, there was an old piece of parchment.

Judging by the winding lines, patterns, and symbols, it appeared to be a treasure map.

The authenticity of this treasure map had already been confirmed by the elders through a preliminary survey.

“The treasure map brought by those tomb raiders is indeed authentic. There is definitely something at the marked location.”

“Are you sure that something is an ancient relic? If it turns out to be nothing, we’re in trouble. The Foundation Establishment Festival is just around the corner.”

“Judging by the scale and shape, it’s more than eighty percent likely to be an ancient relic.”

Elder Yoon, who loved to nitpick, stepped forward and asked,

“Eighty percent? What about the remaining twenty percent?”

“It’s probably nothing. Anyway, since it’s more than eighty percent, we should focus our discussion on it being an ancient relic.”

How come Dark Moon Sect didn’t discover it when it was within their territory? It’s so close to the Sect.

One elder scrutinized the treasure map carefully, nodding in understanding.

“That direction… I see. It was close to the forbidden area. That’s why we hadn’t discovered it.”

Another elder, nodding in agreement, spoke analytically.

“We must be cautious with personnel allocation. We can’t leave the main sect empty, so those who must stay should remain. After excluding those attending the Foundation Establishment Festival from the remaining personnel, there are far too few left to be deployed for the relic excavation. We can only barely fill the numbers with Qi Condensation stage disciples, but we’re short on personnel overall.”

“Then what do you propose? We can’t pull people from the main sect. If we lack the personnel to guard the Mountain Defense Formation, it’s as good as leaving the main sect unguarded.”

There was no alternative. Except for the minimum personnel needed to guard the Mountain Defense Formation, they had to scrape together everyone they could.

“In that case, we have no choice but to mobilize Qi Condensation stage disciples to meet the numbers. If it truly is an ancient relic, Dark Moon Sect must give it their all.”

“What exactly is this ancient relic that warrants risking the fate of the Sect?”

The elder who spoke was a newly appointed elder, unfamiliar with the excavation of ancient relics.

“Ancient relics can provide ancient techniques and Spiritual Pills and Herbs that are no longer available. It’s practically a treasure trove.”

First, the economic benefits.

Cultivators from ancient times trained in denser Spiritual Qi, and the civilization they built was as glorious as today.

The relics allowed one to experience the life of ancient cultivators who thrived in abundant Spiritual Qi, with exotic and powerful spells.

Securing the relic would mean a great windfall for the entire sect.

“Moreover… If there’s a teleportation array within the relic, it could pose a problem. Since this relic is near our Dark Moon Sect’s territory, failing to secure it could be troublesome. In the worst case, even if we can’t claim the relic, we must destroy the teleportation array.”

Secondly, security issues.

In the ancient cultivation world, teleportation arrays were more widespread, with each relic having one.

Today’s teleportation arrays require a pair to function, but ancient ones did not.

Somehow, they could connect without being designed as pairs, even with newly made single teleportation arrays.

The exact principle hasn’t been discovered, but high-level cultivators have found a makeshift way to replicate it.

Thus, the ancient cultivation world’s teleportation arrays were both useful and dangerous.

If the alignment was just right, they could become entry points for enemies at any time.

Therefore, surrounding cultivation sects kept a vigilant eye on the excavation of ancient ruins.

The Dark Moon Sect was sensitive about this relic for the same reason.

What a headache. The Sect Leader rubbed his head and selected an elder to oversee the excavation.

“Let an elder from Grass Dragon Peak take charge of the excavation.”

A woman who had been sitting quietly at the corner of the table responded.

“Yes, let’s do that.”

Even in the Elder Hall, she covered her face with a veil, and no one pointed it out. It was just accepted.

As if the business was concluded, Elder Han stood up and swiftly left.

The meeting at the Elder Hall concluded with that decision, and everyone dispersed.