Absolute Regression - Chapter 395



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Episode 395: Be nice in front of us.

The next morning, I was in my personal training room.

I had a good night’s sleep for the first time in a long time. I woke up feeling so refreshed that I wondered if I’d ever woke up this refreshed in a while.

When I woke up from such a good night’s sleep, feeling relieved after completing a big task, I decided to try something I had been putting off.

I performed space-time teleportation and time-heavenly magic consecutively in the middle of the training ground where no one could enter without my permission.

Then, time in the space-time transfer technique began to flow slowly.

Now, with the help of the Time-Shifting Technique, you can use three times more time than in reality.

Being able to spend three times more time than others is an incredible feat, but it’s still not enough when aiming for the Twelve Great Stars of the Nine-Handed Demonic Cult. I need to secure more time.

However, half of the training time was spent learning the Nine Flower Magic. The reason I don’t devote all my training to the Time Heavenly Secret Technique is because I don’t know when or what will happen.

In the world of space-time transference, the magic of nine fires was performed.

My first Japanese eclipse.

Saaaaaaaah!

Four terrifying and creepy illusions of evil spirits appeared in all directions at the same time, swinging their swords.

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

A scary guy, a handsome guy. A guy who gives off a strange sense of mystery, a guy who seems smarter than anyone else. They always seem reliable, and I’ve seen them so often that I feel like they’re my friends now.

And there were changes in the meantime. The four evil spirits of the East, West, South, and North were faster and stronger than before. From their appearance locations, attack directions, to their disappearance times. They could also be handled more freely.

If I could achieve the great success of the Nine-Handed Demonic Cultivation and make the Heavenly Demon Spirit appear, would I be able to have an emotional exchange with them? Just like me and the demons, wouldn’t the Heavenly Demon Spirit and the little demons stand before me in that kind of relationship? I had such a vain expectation.

Next, I unleashed my transplant annihilation ritual.

Ssssssssssss.

Originally, there were six scary looking evil spirits in the east, west, south, and north, but now two more have been added, making it eight.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!

The eight demons swept everything in front of them and pushed forward. Whenever I unleash the Great Destruction, it feels refreshing.

My third meal, the hemp wall.

A huge wall of steel was erected before my eyes. Just as my father had said that the higher the level, the smaller the size, the smaller the wall of steel became than before.

When you reach the final stage, you will become small enough to shield a human body.

But I have a grand plan for this great wall. I want to build the completed great wall, which has shrunk to a shield, to its current size with all its might. This is something that cannot be accomplished with the Ten Great Stars. If I can achieve the Twelve Great Stars, then what?

Up until now, I have been practicing repeatedly up to the third level.

And today, I plan to demonstrate my Four Senses for the first time. Recently, while dealing with the Twelve Zodiac Kings, my perspective on martial arts has changed, and now that my realm has improved, I feel that it is finally time to truly practice my Four Senses.

The fourth meal of the nine-flower magician. A flash of darkness.

The moment I unleashed my powers, my surroundings blinked. It felt like I had closed my eyes and opened them again.

Although it was a failure, it was not a bad start.

I tried to eat my food again by reciting the verse again.

This time, the surroundings darkened and then brightened. The darkness lasted longer than before. It was as if someone had covered the light with their hand and then revealed it again.

Over and over again.

As with most martial arts, the amount of internal energy required for the Guhwamagong increases as it progresses. This Sasik also required a tremendous amount of internal energy, so it was a martial art that could not be used carelessly.

That’s why even I, who had enormous internal energy, had to replenish my internal energy through the Unki Breakfast every now and then.

The attempts continued like that.

at las!

hook!

Complete darkness fell over the surroundings.

The world became dark as if the sunlight had disappeared.

It was pitch black, as if no light existed in the first place, so dark that you couldn’t see even an inch ahead. It was pitch black that even the divine eye technique couldn’t penetrate.

Shhhh.

A ray of light cut through the darkness.

A ray of light that cuts through anything.

After the light passed, the surroundings became brighter.

Right now I’m dealing with a virtual enemy, but if I were to use it against a real person, he’d be lying there in front of me with his body mutilated.

‘I did it!’

Once again, the Dark Island has been unleashed.

Darkness came all around.

Shhhhh.

This time, the light was drawn diagonally. The direction of the sword could be determined according to the will of the person performing the martial arts.

I stood alone in the space of the space-time teleportation technique and laughed out loud, feeling a sense of accomplishment at having successfully exercised my power.

If it were easy, it could be done in a day, but if it were difficult, it could take months or years, because it was a martial art of extreme elevation like the Guhwamagong.

Of course, just like other herbivores, my diet did not end here.

The more you practice, the deeper the darkness will become and the more powerful it will become. It has been said that the Dark Blade that has achieved great success cannot be stopped by any self-defense technique.

When darkness falls, the opponent will surely die.

This is the Darkness Sunbeam of the Nine-Handed Demon Lord.

* * *

When I came out after finishing my training, a welcome person came to see me.

“Your Majesty!”

Now, the man who was wearing the long sword that suited him so well and made him feel the majesty of the Emperor of the Yellow River was none other than Seo Dae-ryong.

“Have you eaten?”

“no.”

“I’m hungry. Let’s talk while we eat lunch together.”

I asked Sibi to bring me lunch to eat with Seodaeryong. I was very hungry because I had been training for much longer than the time that had passed in reality.

“Congratulations on successfully concluding the meeting yesterday.”

“thanks.”

“That’s all we hear about on campus right now.”

“Are we just going to talk about dancing?”

Seo Dae-ryong smiled awkwardly because he couldn’t deny it. The fact that the leader of the Sadomaeng clan danced, and the leader of the new religion and the granddaughter of the leader of the martial arts clan joined in the dance was a huge event. It was something that would soon spread throughout the entire Central Plains, not just the Cheonma Singyo.

“I should have been there.”

Yes, if it was Seo Dae-ryong, he would have danced with me. He would have been so embarrassed that he would have been in a rage, but he would have jumped in before Jin Ha-ryeong.

“I thought about going to see it secretly, but I couldn’t do that.”

Since only the short-term residents were mobilized for the perimeter security, he, the footnote, was unable to attend.

“I don’t know about other people, but I wanted to see Lady Jin again.”

“Oh, you didn’t? You came kicking open the door of the tavern and shouting, ‘I’m the winner who defeated Jin So-jeo in the finals of the Little Dragon Tournament!’”

“If I had done that, I would have been beaten up by the sect masters. No, I would have been beaten up by the Master first.”

Geommugeuk laughed at Seodaeryong’s teasing.

“What was the result of the meeting? Did it go well?”

“The magicians have decided to join forces and make defeating them a top priority.”

“You have done a truly amazing job.”

In response to Seo Dae-ryong’s admiration, Geommu-geuk spoke humbly.

“It’s something my father did.”

Seo Dae-ryong quietly looked at Geommu-geuk’s face.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I just thought it would be okay to show off at times like this. You’ve accomplished something the world will never see again, right?”

The reason I came today was to say this. Because it was something that Geommu-geuk had always done for me. He praised me for every little thing without missing anything, and praised me again. Thanks to that expression, that gloomy and pessimistic investigator came this far.

“This humility is already calculated show-off.”

“You’ve succeeded. You look great even though you’re humble.”

Seo Dae-ryong asked about the meeting. How was the leader of the martial arts world? How was the leader of the apostles? Who were the masters who came with them? Was Jo Chun-bae nervous? He asked about everything he was curious about.

“Are you sad? Because we can’t be together?”

“A little.”

“Didn’t you ask me to do that? If it was your request, I would have listened to it.”

If it was Seo Dae-ryong, he could have been placed next to Jang-ho.

“Everyone already knows that he is close to the cult leader.”

He didn’t want to be the subject of gossip about needlessly asking for personal favors. He wanted to avoid causing harm to Geommugeuk rather than getting criticized himself.

“So what? This is when you show your face. I, our Seo-ju, cherish this much, so don’t bother anyone but me!”

“Don’t bother anyone? That’s not a compliment!”

Even though it was a joke, Seo Dae-ryong felt good.

So the two of them ate and came out into the yard.

“Don’t just eat whatever you want just because you live alone. Eat well and go.”

“All right.”

Seo Dae-ryong, who was about to say goodbye and leave, stopped walking.

“By the way, have you heard this news about the drone?”

“no.”

“You don’t even know where it is?”

“I hope you’re doing well.”

In response to the reply that it was nothing serious, Seo Dae-ryong shook his head with an expression that said, ‘How can you be so indifferent!’

“I don’t think you remember, but there was a person named Ian among the subordinates of the Young Master. She was a woman called Pretty Heart.”

The sword dance matched the rhythm of Seodaeryong’s teasing.

“I think I remember.”

“You’re going too far! At least you should know where this unmanned person is and what he’s doing!”

“You know?”

“I know. I’m in the uninhabited North Sea right now. My heart is freezing in that cold place!”

“In the North Sea? Why there?”

“Well, I don’t know either.”

Ian’s purpose for leaving the school was to recruit Seojin, the younger brother of the ghost, as the head of the ghost army. Since it was his first time going to the martial arts world alone, he told me not to rush and to look around a lot. It seems he went all the way to Bukhae.

“Aren’t you worried?”

“What are you worried about? This is your chance to travel around and experience the world of martial arts. Meet villains and lustful people.”

Dude, who cares about whom?

Ian has a whopping nine tails. He also has the ability to use the Flying Sword.

Ian is good in front of us. If we really have to worry, we should worry about the enemies standing in front of her.

The Swordsman trusted Ian. He trusted her skills and intelligence, but he trusted something more.

She is the one who saved me and brought me back like this. I believe in our connection and in her destiny.

But it doesn’t seem to be Seodaeryong.

“Oh, I’m worried that we, the unmanned and naive ones, might be getting fooled somewhere.”

“Like you at the non-competition?”

At that time, Seo Dae-ryong almost fell in love with the woman.

“When are you going to bring up the subject again? I won’t do it anymore. I’m now a spicy ginger.”

“To me, it still looks like a crunchy, green apple.”

Seo Dae-ryong pretended not to hear and changed the subject to worry about Ian.

“You have to check your food with a silver needle every time you eat. I wonder if you brought your secret weapon properly. If you don’t wear a mask, all sorts of people will get involved.”

“But how did you know Ian was in the North Sea?”

“I went to the head of the Guiyeongdae Iljojo and asked. He said the last place he heard from was Bukhae.”

It seems he went to Cheongmyeon and asked.

“Have you been to the North Sea?”

“then.”

“I’ve never been there. So have you been to the ice palace?”

“of course.”

“By any chance, have you met the Ice Palace Lord?”

Geommu-geuk nodded. Of course, it was before the return. At that time, he had a connection with the Ice Palace.

“If you go to the entrance of the ice palace, people are frozen and displayed.”

“Hey, really?”

“It’s true. We’ve frozen and put on display all those who stand against the Ice Palace. This is what happens if you stand against us! It’s a strong warning.”

“Those people must all be dead?”

“I don’t know. I wonder if the ice will melt and move like a zombie.”

Seo Dae-ryong flinched, as if he was scared just thinking about it.

“That’s not all. If you go to the snowy mountain behind the ice palace, there are snowmen living there. Those snowmen grow a sacred plant called the Ice Snow Herb, and if you take its fruit, you can gain tremendous internal energy.”

“Really? You can’t just lie and say you haven’t been there.”

“If you don’t want to believe it, don’t believe it.”

It was already Seo Dae-ryong who was getting excited. Hey, you idiot, who would worry about someone this easily gullible?

Stories about people being frozen alive and put on display, as well as the snowman and the ice plant, were also passed down as legends.

“If you’re that worried about Ian, go find him.”

“What about Hwangcheon-gak?”

“Take a vacation and go. I’ll make room for you.”

“What about the monthly salary?”

“Of course I can’t accept it. It’s a personal matter. I have to sacrifice that much for Ian.”

Seo Dae-ryong blinked his eyes for a moment, then took a step back.

“We’re not that close. I get cold easily.”

Geommugeuk laughed at Seodaeryong’s teasing.

“Then I will go.”

After Seo Dae-ryong left, Geommu-geuk looked up at the sky. He realized that he had woken up so happy in the morning and started the day without looking up at the sky even once.

Ian, how’s the North Sea sky?

* * *

After sending Seo Dae-ryong away, Geommu-geuk headed to the Blood Heavenly Horse’s residence.

The sword dance that was about to enter with force while calling out to the elders stopped in its tracks.

The blood chopping board was in a flower garden in the corner of the yard. It was the same garden where the branches of the flower trees used to be cut along the path of destruction.

There, Hyeolcheon Doma was planting flowers with Ilhwa Geomjon.

The man who stood proudly in front of the political and social leaders yesterday felt like a completely different person from the man who was planting flowers now.

Then someone whispered next to the sword dance.

“They say the late wind is scary.”

Looking back, it was a drunken horse. It wasn’t something he should have said, since he was in such a good mood with Yeo-bin these days.

“He’s been like that all morning.”

“What are you doing here, hyung?”

“I have something to say to you, Sword Master.”

“Just go and do it.”

The horse’s gaze turned to the two people.

“Is there anything that could ruin this good mood?”

It was worth hesitating. Bloodthirsty Doma would not know. He was smiling so brightly right now while planting flowers with Ilhwageomjon.

Spring seems to have come to Hyeolcheondoma’s heart as well.

At that moment, the bloodthirsty demon shouted from inside.

“What are you two whispering like rats?”

Geommugeuk shouted at Hyeolcheondoma.

“Don’t worry about it! They’re just pedestrians! They’re just two rats passing by!”

I walked out of there with my horse.

“Why do you want to meet the Sword Master?”

“I wanted to ask for advice because there was something that was bothering me a little.”

“What is it?”

“Okay. It’s nothing.”

But the sword dance didn’t just pass by.

“Brother, a lot of the problems that arise later on are caused by ignoring things now as if they’re nothing serious. What’s wrong? Tell me quickly!”

When Geommugeuk said that, Chwima revealed what was going on.

“There’s a place that sends me alcohol every year. Every year without fail, they send me alcohol in March. But this year, no alcohol has arrived.”

If it were an ordinary sect, I wouldn’t have bothered to bring this up.

“Where is that?”

An unexpected name came out of Chwima’s mouth.

“North Sea Ice Palace.”