Eternal Spire

Ryu Ja-ho, who had grown stronger rapidly, gathered people again. News spread that he had chosen an opponent for a duel. But this time, the response was different. Not a single Chinese person had any expectations for him.

 

Still, a duel between S-class ability users always drew attention. And the title attached to his name stirred even more buzz.

 

—The Overlord’s disciple.

 

“For Master’s honor…!”

 

Ryu Ja-ho was no longer China’s hope. He was merely a traitor, a shadow of the Overlord.

 

But he didn’t care. The jeers and mockery were nothing but noise to him now.

 

All he wanted was one thing: to prove his strength in a way that would earn his master’s approval.

 

Ryu Ja-ho raised his fist and shouted,

 

“For Master’s honor!”

 

***

 

I sat side by side with Biyeon on the couch in front of the TV, munching popcorn and watching the screen. On it, Ryu Ja-ho stood before thousands of spectators, chest puffed out, roaring.

 

[For Master’s honor!]

 

“Pfft-hahaha!”

 

Biyeon clutched her stomach, nearly falling off the couch with laughter, eventually collapsing on the floor, pounding it in hysterics.

 

“Hahaha! Oh god, my toes are curling!”

 

I shook my head, popping more popcorn into my mouth.

 

“I told that idiot not to do weird shit in front of people…”

 

“Pfft… Looks like that’s not weird to him. I heard he even offered you his wife? No sane person would do that. The guy’s brain is completely broken.”

 

I chewed popcorn, eyeing Ryu Ja-ho on the screen.

 

His opponent appeared: a muscular Western man with blonde hair and blue eyes. His name was Victor Strauss, a top-tier S-class ability user from Germany, one of Europe’s strongest.

 

[Victor Strauss! He’s finally arrived!]

 

The announcer’s excited voice echoed.

 

[He flew in from Germany for this duel and has been proclaiming he’ll “crush the fake Overlord’s disciple in one punch”!]

 

Victor glanced at Ryu Ja-ho and sneered.

 

“This is the so-called Cheonma? Pathetic.”

 

An invisible force rippled around him, distorting the air as if heat were rising.

 

A telekinetic ability user. And a high-level one at that.

 

Biyeon grabbed some popcorn and muttered,

 

“Ooh, he’s pretty strong. Can Ryu Ja-ho win?”

 

“He’ll win.”

 

“That confident, huh?”

 

I nodded, watching Ryu Ja-ho on the screen.

 

His skills had grown beyond imagination. It wasn’t just the martial arts; the Gongcheong Petroleum had completely transformed his physique.

 

“His natural talent is lacking, but his obsession with martial arts… that madness pushed him this far. His skills have improved faster than I expected.”

 

And if he had any talent, it was his curse ability.

 

[The duel begins!]

 

Victor moved first. He extended his hand, and nearby metal structures—pipes, plates, bolts—floated up and shot toward Ryu Ja-ho like bullets.

 

But Ryu Ja-ho didn’t flinch.

 

“I’ll show you the power of the Blood Demon Art—!”

 

A dark red aura condensed around his fist, a fierce killing intent overwhelming the surroundings, like boiling blood.

 

“Heaven-Shattering Strike!”

 

I muttered, staring at the screen in disbelief.

 

“That’s definitely not the move’s name…”

 

-BOOM!

 

A red wave exploded outward, shattering all the incoming metal fragments. The shockwave cracked the arena floor like a spiderweb, sending vibrations to the stands.

 

[W-What was that…!]

 

The announcer’s stunned voice rang out, but the duel was just beginning.

 

Victor’s face hardened.

 

“That dark red aura…”

 

But Ryu Ja-ho was already preparing his next attack. The Blood Demon Art’s energy, mixed with his curse aura, surged even stronger.

 

“This is… the power Master bestowed upon me!”

 

He drew his sword, its blade entirely cloaked in dark red energy, exuding an ominous, intense killing intent like a demonic sword.

 

Victor extended both hands, unleashing even stronger telekinesis. Every piece of metal around him trembled, moving under his will.

 

“Tch!”

 

A massive steel beam, weighing several tons, crashed down toward Ryu Ja-ho.

 

But Ryu Ja-ho raised his sword overhead.

 

“Blood Heaven Slash!”

 

-Clang!

 

As the sword swung upward, a dark red sword aura tore through the sky. The massive steel beam split cleanly in half, collapsing to either side with a horrific metallic screech.

 

Victor’s face paled at the sight.

 

“W-What… My body… won’t move…!”

 

Biyeon let out an impressed gasp.

 

“Whoa, Ryu Ja-ho’s playing dirty…! He spread curse particles on the stage beforehand, distracted with flashy moves, and quietly planted the curse in his opponent.”

 

I nodded, popping more popcorn.

 

“That guy’s got a knack for handling curse energy. He’s even adapting the Blood Demon Art in his own way.”

 

Ryu Ja-ho lowered his sword, glaring at Victor. His eyes held no anger or excitement anymore.

 

“How dare scum like you insult Master with your filthy mouth… Unforgivable.”

 

“W-Wait!”

 

Victor tried to speak, but it was too late.

 

As Ryu Ja-ho swung his sword, dozens of red sword auras shot out simultaneously. Victor desperately raised a telekinetic barrier, but his body, already compromised by the curse, was no longer functioning properly.

 

“Arghhh!”

 

Victor’s scream echoed through the arena.

 

[The match is over! The winner is… Cheonma Ryu Ja-ho!]

 

I finished the popcorn and turned off the TV.

 

“Well, he can handle the pests on his own now.”

 

Biyeon yawned, getting up from the couch.

 

“His movements have gotten sharper with martial arts, and his curse timing is more precise. He used to just brute-force everything, but now he’s using his head.”

 

“Still has a long way to go, but… he’s useful enough.”

 

My phone buzzed with a message from Ryu Ja-ho.

 

[Master! I’ve won! I’ve defended your honor!]

 

[I’ll strive harder to become a disciple worthy of you!]

 

[Glory to Master!]

 

“…Yeah, time to block him.”

 

I blocked Ryu Ja-ho’s number immediately.

 

Biyeon giggled at the sight.

 

“Pfft, he’s your disciple. Cut him some slack.”

 

“Disciple? He’s just a useful dog.”

 

“So, what’s next?”

 

“Hmm, time to hop into another fictional world and have some fun. Plus, I need to check something.”

 

“Check what?”

 

“I’m curious if the cooldown for summoning my daughters applies in fictional worlds too.”

 

Biyeon’s eyes sparkled as she sat up.

 

“Ooh, which world are we going to?”

 

I thought for a moment, browsing the fictional worlds on the Libido App.

 

“Let’s revisit Eternal Spire after a while.”

 

“I’ve never been there, so I’m kinda curious.”

 

“Then let’s go right now.”

 

I clicked on Eternal Spire.

 

[Would you like to move to Eternal Spire?]

 

***

 

I looked down at the city being newly built around the Sol Ray Ruins on the 7th floor.

 

“It’s coming along pretty fast.”

 

With boosts from Night Bloom guild members, technicians and laborers who leveled up to enter the 7th floor were bustling below.

 

It’d been a few days since I arrived, but I was swamped with sex and paperwork right from the start, barely keeping my head above water.

 

“I was so busy, I can’t even remember what I did last.”

 

I racked my brain slowly.

 

Oh, right. I spent the whole night with Lauren last.

 

Before that… I remember defeating Ares, who descended as a war god.

 

“Ares’s face was priceless back then.”

 

Thanks to that, I got a nice reward: a Fragment of Authority. I also snagged a few Ability Enhancement Crystals, boosting Mila, Lauren, and Tia’s abilities by a level.

 

Mila evolved into “Blood Frenzy,” becoming a proper damage dealer. Lauren got “Holy Oath,” which proved… pretty useful in many ways.

 

That first night with Lauren was especially memorable. Unlike her usual cold, strict demeanor, she was pure and passionate. It was surprising she was a virgin, but that made it more fun.

 

“Tiamat pops in occasionally too.”

 

Since Tia’s unique ability evolved into “Priestess of the Dragon God,” Tiamat kept borrowing her body to come get fucked whenever she had the chance.

 

Finding the Celestial Map was a big win. Freer movement between floors made base operations much easier, and the observatory at the spire’s top offered a strategic view of the entire 7th floor.

 

The city under construction was planned based on that intel. The Sol Ray Ruins, located between the western wall and the spire, had an ideal position for defense and expansion.

 

“Monster sweeps went smoother than expected too.”

 

It took some time to clear out over 700 Red Venom Scorpions and Giant Sand Snakes, but we got it done cleanly.

 

Once the infrastructure is set, we can start tackling the tower in earnest. After fully controlling the 7th floor, it’s on to the 8th.

 

Most importantly, the summoning cooldown was ticking down normally here too.

 

[Soul Imprint Summon Status]

[Cooldown: 14 days, 14 hours, 23 minutes]

 

When I crossed into Eternal Spire from reality, it was over 16 days. Now it’s down to 14, meaning time flows normally here too.

 

“Good. Now I can summon my daughters anytime, anywhere.”

 

Not that I’d summon them the moment the cooldown resets. I’d call them when the time is right.

 

Then, I sensed a presence behind me. Soft, almost silent footsteps, like a cat stalking prey.

 

“That’s definitely Mila’s style.”

 

I pretended not to notice, staring out at the wasteland beyond the wall, waiting until the presence was right behind me.

 

“Master!”

 

Mila’s cheerful voice rang out as she lunged to hug me from behind. But I sidestepped, and she flailed in the air, tumbling forward.

 

“Kyaa—?!”

 

I caught her just before she hit the ground, lifting her up.

 

“You’re a hundred years too early to sneak up on me.”

 

“Tch, can’t you just let me win once?”

 

I chuckled at her pouty expression.

 

“By the way, how’d you find me?”

 

Mila grinned, wrinkling her nose.

 

“Hehe, I can smell Master wherever you go~”

 

“What are you, a dog?”

 

“Oh, right! Big Sis Tia was freaking out, yelling about how you ditched work and ran off!”

 

“…Tell Tia I’m on vacation for a bit.”

 

“Hehe… Just like that?”

 

Mila playfully lifted her skirt.

 

 

“Cheeky little brat.”

 

“You’re the one who made me like this~”

 

She wasn’t even wearing panties. I spread her pussy slightly with two fingers.

 

-Squelch…

 

“Haa… Master’s hand feels so good…♡”

 

“If I fuck you, will you pretend you didn’t see me?”

 

Mila narrowed her eyes, smirking.

 

“Yup…♡ I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything.”

 

I pressed her waist down, positioning her for my cock. Rubbing it against her wet, red pussy, I thrust in without hesitation.

 

-Squelch!

 

“Haaang…♡”

 

“How’s that? Want it rough, like when we first met… like I’m raping you?”

 

“Y-Yes…♡ Do it like that… Force me, rough…!”

 

I smirked, wrapping her pigtails around my hand. Pulling hard, her neck arched back, her body trembling in the air as if suspended.

 

“Kk… Hnng…♡”

 

Her legs flailed, her body shaking from the pressure of my cock piercing her pussy.

 

I didn’t hold back. I thrust wildly, ravaging her tight pussy.

 

-Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

 

“Haa… Haaang…♡ Master… It’s like you’re raping me… So good…! Harder, harder…!”

 

Her skin glistened in the air, her tear-streaked eyes melting into a debauched expression. I pounded relentlessly, hammering her womb.