The Eun family, which had been the largest and most famous exorcist family, had naturally killed countless wicked and ominous things. Sometimes they even killed things that shouldn’t have been killed, and among them was an imugi on the verge of ascending to dragonhood. A king who coveted the yeouiju created by the imugi after a thousand years of cultivation hidden deep in the East Sea issued a command to the Eun family: ‘Bring me the yeouiju.’ The Eun family’s ancestor, unable to refuse the royal command, killed the imugi.
“Fucking bullshit.”
Fuck, Eun Seonmyeong muttered like a growl.
The ancestor killed the imugi because he couldn’t disobey the royal command. If he had defied the royal command, it would have been considered treason, and all nine generations of the family would have been strung up like dried corvina and had their heads cut off. So he had no choice but to kill it reluctantly. Then fuck, he should have cursed the damned king who issued the command. The imugi cursed the Eun family as it died.
What was even more fucked up was that they ended up losing the yeouiju. Naturally, the ancestor was sentenced to exile for failing to fulfill the royal command.
The fucking king lived well and ate well, while the innocent Eun family men were born with fire energy accumulating in their bodies, eventually living in agony as if their bodies were burning before dying. The stronger the spiritual energy flowing through the Eun family bloodline, the more severe the pain and the shorter their lives. Even those who lived long due to weak innate spiritual energy barely made it to their mid-forties at best.
Eun Seonmyeong’s father also passed away at forty-two, and Eun Seonmyeong also had no way to escape the curse, feeling the pain of burning alive on the 1st and 15th of every month. The burning pain, said to be the greatest agony a human can feel, visited him unfailingly twice a month.
Eun Seonmyeong had strong innate spiritual energy, so his pain was severe, and he expected to live at most about ten more years.
Today was the 11th. Soon it would be that damned cursed day.
“There are still a few days left, so it’s fine. I just need to quickly take care of the fox brat, collect the remaining payment, and hole up at home.”
“Hasn’t the curse been arriving early recently?”
Perhaps because his death was approaching, as Han Seolju said, the damned curse had been arriving early recently, the duration was getting longer, and the pain was gradually increasing as well.
“It’s still okay.”
“Just in case, shall I come with you?”
It seemed he was uneasy about sending Eun Seonmyeong alone. Eun Seonmyeong laughed at Han Seolju’s cautious words. The main duty of the Han family, which had been vassals of the Eun family for generations, was security. In the past, the ancestors always took a Han family man with them like a bodyguard, but Eun Seonmyeong preferred to work alone.
“There’s no need for you to trouble yourself just to catch one measly Fire Fox. Just guard the shop.”
“Please be careful.”
Han Seolju bowed deeply at the waist.
“Kid, I told you not to do that. When you do it, you look like a gangster.”
The guy already looked rough, and when he did a full bow like that, he was the spitting image of a gangster. Eun Seonmyeong patted Han Seolju’s shoulder a couple times, then left the shop.
“He’s about to die. Could call him a corpse already.”
At Eun Seonmyeong’s muttering, Seo Hyeonjeong let out an uncomfortable “Hmm.”
“I apologize for this. My mouth is quite free-spirited.”
Eun Seonmyeong offered her a perfunctory apology.
Seo Hyeonjeong’s son, presumed to be bewitched by a fox, was in such a state that it wouldn’t be strange if he stopped breathing tomorrow. His breath was barely hanging on. His complexion was ashen, his lips were chapped, and he was emaciated as if he hadn’t had a single sip of water for three months and ten days.
His appearance alone was hideous to look at, but what was even more disgusting was that despite all that, he had his dick standing at full attention. His eyes were hazy as if just before climax. It seemed he was continuously fucking with the fox brat that had bewitched him in the fantasy. Perhaps because he had ejaculated countless times while wandering in the hallucinatory dream, even though the door was wide open, a fishy smell reverberated throughout the room.
“He’s been properly bewitched by a Fire Fox.”
Among yosu foxes, there were White Foxes and Fire Foxes, and fox brats basically knew how to bewitch people. White Foxes bewitched people to devour their hearts, while Fire Foxes bewitched people to have relations with them. If bewitched by a White Fox, you’d have your heart stolen—certain death. If bewitched by a Fire Fox, some would get through it lightly like a cold, but others would lose their vitality day by day and waste away to death like the man before him. However, in either case, many became frigid, unable to forget until the moment of death the extreme pleasure of having relations with a Fire Fox. The saying “bewitched by a Fire Fox” didn’t come about for nothing.
Eun Seonmyeong clicked his tongue as if he had a headache. Then, becoming anxious, Seo Hyeonjeong signaled her secretary with her eyes. It meant to bring the money bag. It seemed she intended to feed him money first before Eun Seonmyeong changed his mind and refused the request.
“The money is prepared in 50,000 won bills in cash as you requested.”
Eun Seonmyeong checked the bundles of bills packed tightly in the bag. The smell of money bundles brushing past his nose was fragrant.
“I’ll do my best.”
Eun Seonmyeong, having received the bag, looked around and picked up a towel. When he injected spiritual energy into it, the limp towel became stiff. Eun Seonmyeong smiled with satisfaction, then immediately began to strike Seo Hyeonjeong’s son’s body wildly. Seo Hyeonjeong let out a piercing scream.
“What are you doing?!”
“This is to wake up your son for a moment, so just watch. If you want to save your son.”
At Eun Seonmyeong’s cold warning, Seo Hyeonjeong, who had been rushing forward, hesitated.
Eun Seonmyeong glanced at her sideways, then continued to beat the man. The man’s clouded eyes, as if covered by a veil, cleared up at least a little from the beating imbued with spiritual energy.
“Ugh, uhhh……”
“Myeongwon-ah! Are you coming to your senses?!”
Seo Hyeonjeong pushed Eun Seonmyeong aside and approached her son.
“M-Mom?”
“Yes, it’s Mom! Are you coming to your senses a bit?”
“M-Mom? Where is she?”
“She? Who are you looking for?”
“I-I was definitely rolling around with an a-amazingly hot woman with red hair.”
The man looked around hurriedly with an urgent expression.
“M-Myeongwon-ah, please come to your senses.”
Seo Hyeonjeong held her son’s hand and choked up.
“She was fucking amazing. Ecstatic. Haah…… But it’s hard.”
Endless pleasure wasn’t always a good thing. It must feel like someone is sucking out your vitality. It’s probably like being wrung-out laundry.
“If you want to save your son completely, step aside so I can talk to him.”
At Eun Seonmyeong’s irritated voice, Seo Hyeonjeong reluctantly stepped aside.
“Where did you meet the fox that bewitched you?”
“Who, who are you?”
Eun Seonmyeong’s eyes narrowed. Suddenly speaking down to him. Eun Seonmyeong suppressed his rising temper and asked again.
“Where did you meet the fox that bewitched you?”
“Who are you calling a fox! Fuck off, bastard.”
Eun Seonmyeong frowned. Seo Hyeonjeong, noticing the displeasure filling his face, approached her son, held his hand, and tried to reason with him.
“Myeongwon-ah, where in Mount Seorak did you meet that fox brat that bewitched you?”
“A fox? She was an amazingly beautiful and hot woman, you know? I’ve never seen such a well-built woman in my life.”
As the man recalled the memory, desire began to fill his face again. The man stuck out his tongue long and licked his dry, chapped lips.
“Yes, that woman. Where did you meet her?”
“Past Jungcheong Peak, in a place with a somewhat uniquely shaped tree, I got lost and… ugh, uhhh……”
The spiritual energy Eun Seonmyeong had infused scattered, and the man’s eyes became hazy again. Through his open mouth flowed a moan soaked in pleasure. Whether he had ejaculated or not, the smell of semen that had filled the room became even thicker. Eun Seonmyeong covered his nose with his sleeve, grabbed the money bag, and left the room. He had roughly obtained the necessary information.
“CEO Eun!!!”
Seo Hyeonjeong hurriedly chased after him.
“Ten days.”
“……?”
“I’ll resolve it within ten days.”
“Ten days? Didn’t you just say he looked like he’d die soon?!”
“He’ll last about ten days.”
Though it had scattered, there was still about a thread of spiritual power left in the guy’s body. That much should easily last ten days.
“Still……”
“If you can’t wait ten days, then let’s give up on this request.”
Eun Seonmyeong stopped walking and looked back at Seo Hyeonjeong with eyes asking what she would do. She anxiously chewed her lips, then reluctantly nodded. Her son had been given up on by shamans and high monks alike. In truth, Eun Seonmyeong was her last hope.
“Fine. Ten days. But as I warned you earlier, if you fail to save my son within ten days, I’ll stake everything I have to ruin CEO Eun.”
Eun Seonmyeong snorted, turned around, and left Seonjin Chairman’s mansion. Then he got into the Porsche parked in front of the gate and raced toward Mount Seorak. His plan was to take care of the fox brat by tomorrow. Saying ten days was a small revenge against the arrogant brat.
‘So he’s a spoiled brat after all.’
He had heard rumors that Seo Hyeonjeong’s youngest son from Seonjin, whom she had wrapped up tightly in her skirt and raised, was a splendid spoiled brat. He had caused all sorts of trouble since childhood, but Seo Hyeonjeong had covered it all up with money. They were truly an excellent example of mother and son being exactly alike.
Eun Seonmyeong, having left Seoul and entered the highway, opened the Porsche’s roof. The cold, sharp wind of December dug into his clothes, but it wasn’t cold. Far from being cold, he could feel fire energy slowly rising from deep inside his belly. The curse was stirring. As Han Seolju had worried, it seemed the damned curse was trying to arrive early this time as well.
I’d better hurry. I need to catch and kill the fox brat by tomorrow and return home.
“Damn it!”
That fucking king bastard, that damned imugi! That shitty curse.
The rough curses Eun Seonmyeong spat out mixed with the cold winter wind and flew over the highway.
Imugi (이무기) – Supernatural creature (proto-dragon)
Yeouiju (여의주) – Mystical object (dragon’s orb/pearl)
