Multiverse , Leveling Up in the World I Created

Chapter 434: 434 Return to the Volcano 20

I planned to reveal myself starting from the second activity of Shintu.

With [Teleportation] and [Stealth], I could easily steal without leaving a trace, but that wasn’t fun.

Someone might ask, "Then why did you do that the first time?"

But that was like a trailer to announce my future activities.

Thanks to that, the imperial palace and numerous martial arts sects strengthened their security as if on high alert.

This was like a penalty I gave myself, but it didn’t make things much more difficult.

It just made it more fun.

And I had no intention of stealing recklessly like before.

Now that the original story had begun, I planned to observe the flow at a moderate pace and move only when I got bored.

Except for just one thing.

"Stop him!!!"

"Don’t let him get away!!!"

"Stop right there!!!"

I had put on the Shintu outfit for the first time in a while, and this time too, I was running away with the imperial seal in hand.

After the last incident, the imperial palace kept the lights on even at night as if it were daytime.

Numerous Imperial Guards were patrolling, and a considerable number of troops were guarding the treasure vault day and night, thinking I would target it again.

’My, you haven’t learned anything from the incident a hundred years ago.

Did you forget because it’s been so long?

There’s no way I’d go back to a place I already robbed.

Or was gold and silver treasure more important than the imperial seal?’

Thanks to that, things actually became easier.

I lightly knocked out a few guards protecting the dedicated hall, then entered the hall where the imperial seal was stored.

After taking the newly made Imperial Seal of the Heir to Heaven, which had replaced the one I stole a hundred years ago, I left a Shintu card behind and leisurely made my exit.

But even though I was taking my time and walking out, no one had noticed yet.

’What is the emperor doing right now?

Is he sleeping?’

Curious, I used the [Jack Sparrow’s Compass] ability to go find the emperor.

The emperor was in one of the consorts’ quarters, and when I arrived, I saw him, completely unworthy of his title as the nation’s supreme ruler, enthusiastically engaged in an orgy with his consorts.

In disbelief, I pulled out a bundle of firecrackers from my inventory, lit them, and threw them into the hall.

Whoosh.

Crackle, crackle, pop, pop, pop!!!

"Waaah!!!"

"Kyaaaah!!!"

Thump!

At the sudden sound of firecrackers exploding, the emperor and consorts screamed and tumbled off the bed naked in an unsightly manner.

Then the Imperial Guards rushed over at the commotion, and only then did they notice me hanging from the window frame, laughing at them, and urgently began to chase me.

But there was no way they could keep up with my speed.

Only a few, who seemed to be among the top experts in the Imperial Guard, were barely chasing after me with ragged breaths, while the rest had already disappeared from sight long ago.

"Huff... huff... huff... Stop, Shintu!!!"

When the one leading the Imperial Guard shouted that, I turned around and ran at the same pace as if nothing was wrong.

Then, as if out for a stroll, I looked at him leisurely and spoke.

"Hey, you know I’m running at your speed, right?"

"Th, this can’t be..."

Seeing my eccentric behavior, he seemed to realize that even if he chased me, he couldn’t catch me.

In the end, he collapsed on the spot.

Gasping for breath, it looked like his stamina was completely drained.

In that state, even if I ran away walking, he probably wouldn’t be able to follow.

"Huff... huff... huff... Damn it... It’s true that Shintu’s lightness skill has reached a divine level."

"Hey, hey. Don’t give up. If you give up, the emperor with a pinky-sized dick will get angry."

"Wha, what did you say? What did you just say?!"

The Imperial Guard, having heard something so shocking, seemed to think he had misheard and asked again.

"I said pinky-sized. I saw it with my own eyes. It’s so small and thin. The consorts struggling to satisfy him were actually pitiful to watch."

"You, you have no respect for the emperor or anyone, do you?!"

Of course, since I grew up in modern times, I didn’t have anything like that.

"I said it was pinky-sized because it’s pinky-sized. What’s the problem? When I first saw it, I thought he was a eunuch, not the emperor."

At that, the Imperial Guard’s face hardened.

Then, with trembling legs, he forced himself to stand up and drew his sword.

"You bastard!!! Do you think you’ll get away with insulting the emperor like this!!!"

"Yeah, I will. I’m a freer man than anyone. In the first place, there’s no one in this world who can catch me. Right?"

At that, the Imperial Guard, veins bulging on his forehead, gritted his teeth.

He staggered as if he would collapse at any moment, but perhaps for the emperor’s honor, he endured with sheer will and swung his sword.

But there was no way a sword like that could hit me.

I lightly twisted my body to dodge the slash, then tapped his forehead with my finger and spoke.

"Impressive. Such loyalty... The emperor may not have luck with his equipment, but he seems to have luck with his subordinates. Oh, never mind. Let’s stop here. I don’t feel like tormenting someone with such deep loyalty, and it’s not fun anyway. I’ll be going now."

As I tried to leave, he threw his sword at me, desperate to catch me.

"Damn it!!! I said stop!!!"

"See you next time. Hahahahaha!"

I lightly dodged the flying sword, laughed heartily, and leisurely left the place.

Several days passed after that incident, but the imperial palace showed no significant movement.

Just like a hundred years ago, they seemed reluctant to let the humiliating incident that happened inside the palace become known to the outside.

Instead, the palace sent official documents to various martial arts sects requesting cooperation.

They seemed to have judged that the Imperial Guard alone couldn’t catch Shintu.

What was interesting was that the documents only vaguely asked for cooperation in tracking down an unidentified vicious thief, without any specific details.

But the martial artists weren’t fools, and not long after the documents were issued, everyone caught on.

That Shintu had robbed the palace again.

That fact spread throughout the martial arts world in an instant.

The more the palace tried to hide it, the more excited people were to talk about it.

In fact, the palace’s silence became the best evidence.

I even added some seasoning to it.

"Have you heard? They say the emperor’s thing is only the size of a pinky."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! What if someone hears you?"

"The rumor has already spread all over the martial arts world, so what’s the point?"

"Still, you should watch your mouth."

"But isn’t Shintu truly amazing? Not only did he rob the palace, but he also found out the emperor’s secret."

"True. For the palace, that rumor is probably more fatal than the treasure vault being robbed."

"I think so too."

What I added as seasoning was the rumor about the emperor’s manhood.

I spread it using [Clone] and [Transformation] abilities, so everywhere I went, that was all anyone talked about.

In the end, the palace managed to hide the fact that the imperial seal was stolen, but they couldn’t prevent the disaster of the emperor’s manhood becoming the best topic of conversation.

’Fun.’

After that, I spent several days laughing.

It must have shown so much that even Yui-seol, who was next to me, looked at me with strange eyes.

"Brother, have you had good news lately?"

"Ah, no. The sword technique I’m making is working out better than expected."

"I, is that so? By the way, when would be a good time to hold our wedding? Since the Mount Hua matter is settled, I think we should do it soon..."

Yui-seol seemed eager to be recognized as a real family soon.

I was also thinking about it, and since there was a two-year gap until the next episode, it seemed fine.

"Yeah, since the Mount Hua matter is settled, it would be good to get married now."

When I hinted at my approval, Yui-seol, who rarely smiled, showed a rare bright smile.

The wedding preparations proceeded smoothly.

However, among the manor’s household, there were many who knew Yui-seol as the lord’s biological daughter, so there was quite a commotion, and the butler had a hard time explaining the truth to them.

And frankly, there was something I didn’t like.

I knew that in China, red symbolizes luck, joy, prosperity, and vitality, and is a color that wards off evil.

But even so, the entire wedding hall being decorated in red was something I just couldn’t get used to.

Every decoration hanging was red, and even the bride and groom’s ceremonial robes were entirely red.

No matter how auspicious the meaning, I couldn’t help but think it was too much.

"Congratulations, Young Master. I suppose I should now call you the Deputy Lord."

"Congratulations. It’s a pleasure to see such a rare handsome couple holding their wedding."

"I’m jealous. I wish I could find a good match too..."

The wedding was attended by many martial arts sects from the Sichuan region, famous figures, and local notables who came to offer their congratulations.

What was interesting was that Tang Xiaoxiao, who would later join the Mount Hua sect, also came.

"Ah, what a waste... If I had known the Young Master of the Jin Manor was such a handsome man, I would have snatched him up first..."

I don’t know what she’s saying at someone else’s wedding.

Tang Xiaoxiao was the daughter of Tang Junyue, the head of the Sichuan Tang Clan.

Her hair was rolled up into buns on both sides, giving her a cute and lively first impression, but she too was not free from the constraints of being a daughter of a prestigious family.

Because she was a woman, she was not taught the clan’s secret techniques, and she knew well that someday she would have to enter a political marriage with a partner chosen by her family.

That’s why she was always looking for a man who could change her fate.

In the original story, her obsessive attachment to Cheongmyeong and her attempt to form a marriage contract was also because she saw that possibility in him.

After greeting the guests, I moved to the bridal chamber.

Yui-seol was sitting demurely in the bedroom.

"You came early? I thought it would take longer with so many guests."

"It didn’t take that long. It seemed the guests had a lot to talk about with Father because of Shintu."

"I see. Anyway, we’re finally a real family now. I’m happy. I look forward to working with you from now on."

"Likewise. There will be many things ahead, but let’s get through them well together."

We spent our first night together like that, and since it had been a long time, we went on for quite a while.

Yui-seol was a martial artist, so she didn’t lack stamina, and thanks to the [Sweet Semen] effect, there was no problem with enjoying it for a long time.

But I couldn’t stop the bed from becoming a mess.

However, there was one change since I entered the world of Return of the Mount Hua Sect.

I wasn’t sure if it was the effect of [Absolute Mind], but my sexual desire had noticeably decreased compared to before.

That didn’t mean I had become completely impotent.

Usually, it was as calm as a still lake, but when stimulated or when the mood was right, it boiled over like a volcano.

It’s just that my ability to control myself had become much stronger.

"It felt good, but... it’s so sticky. I’ll wash up first."

"Yeah... I need to clean up and wash too."

The same thing repeated for several days.

If I didn’t have the [Life Magic] ability, I think the servants would have had a hard time.

That was understandable, because Yui-seol’s body, well-trained in martial arts, was quite... supple? so I couldn’t help it.

Since I felt like I would just keep doing this if I stayed, I started practicing the improved version of the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique that I had prepared in advance together.

"This seems quite different from what you’d call the Twenty-Four Plum Blossom Sword Technique."

"It does. Should we change the name?"

"I think that would be good."

"Hmm... Then, to match the mind technique, let’s call it the Jeokmyeong Sword Technique."

And so, for a while, I spent my honeymoon with Yui-seol while focusing on training in the Jeokmyeong Sword Technique.

Of course, I also kept feeding her elixirs.

Then, six months later, I resumed Shintu’s activities.

This time, it was the beggars (the Beggar Sect).

The reason I chose them was simple.

Because I knew that despite being beggars, these guys had a lot of money.

In particular, in the world of Return of the Mount Hua Sect, the beggars were richer than most martial arts sects, perhaps because the people were generous.

It’s just that their money smelled a bit.

"Damn you!!! There are other things to steal!!! You steal the beggars’ money!!!??? You bastard worse than a beggar!!! Stop right there!!!"

These guys say the same things now as they did a hundred years ago.

"You’ve accumulated this much wealth and you still call yourselves beggars? Enough with the nonsense. If you’re really beggars, you should live like beggars with nothing. I’m personally going to teach you that fact."

"This, you son of a bitch!!!"

Unlike the palace, the beggars had made some plans, so they popped out from all directions wherever I went.

"Oh, you actually thought about it! Yes, that’s right. That’s more fun."

"What are you talking about, you thief!!! Stop talking nonsense and just surrender!!!"