Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 139



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139. The Battle of Jeongma

“Where are you taking me…?”

The Green King kept rolling his eyes as he followed the old man. In a certain county in Anhui where the throne had disappeared. Walking along the mountain without a single light on a gloomy night, his anxiety gradually grew.

“What are you so afraid of? The man called the Green King.”

The old man’s back is bent and his physique is small. He has little knowledge of martial arts, so he could die if the Green King even breathes on him. However, he does not even turn his back when talking to the Green King.

The Green King furrowed his brows. Several days had already passed since he had followed Geumgwino.

“Damn, I didn’t even hear who that guy was that you were going to introduce me to. Do you really think I’m doing this because I’m scared?”

At Geumgwino’s villa, Geumgwino secretly made a proposal to the Green King. The person he had decided to follow was showing great interest in the Green King, so he asked if he would like to go with him.

Green King and Geumgwi-no are not very close. No, it would be safe to say that they are not close at all. Even if they tried, they only agreed not to plunder Geumgwi-no’s country since they are both members of the same Sado-ryeon.

But even so, the two were in the same situation. While the Green King was openly committing banditry and causing trouble in the world of martial arts, Geumgwi-no amassed his wealth by exploiting the people, other statesmen, and merchants.

The difference between Geumgwino and other merchants is that Geumgwino really did not care about the means and methods. After being caught selling humans to the savages and demons outside of the city, Geumgwino was put on the list of the demon heads.

Same situation. Green King knew that in a crisis situation, practical interests are more effective than personal friendships. It is natural logic that it is better to increase the size of a group when entering it.

‘Even if I do that, I’m just an old man with a lot of money.’

I believed in the weakness of the golden goblin, and in the mutual benefit.

Phew-

The price of that faith was a spear point piercing through my side. The Green King’s eyes widened.

‘I’m sure the senses have always been sensitive…!’

My body moved before I could think.

Damilun Gong (啖日輪功). Kkwaaaaang! Before his body could turn red, a huge flame of the extreme sun exploded, melting the world around the Green King.

The heat itself became a sun that could even melt rocks. The golden sword caught the golden ghost and flew high to avoid it, and the spearman who had made an ambush also pulled out his spear and retreated.

The azalea flowers rose and engulfed the Green King’s surroundings with hot heat.

The Green King glared at the male and female with blazing eyes. In fact, he knew without even looking. It was the spear that had been tormenting him all this time.

“Tamcheonma Chang…!”

A skinny man of about the same age as the Green King sprinkled the blood that had pooled on the tip of my spear. His expressionless, sunken eyes were filled with murder, for the Green King had killed his sworn brother and brother-in-law.

The Green King turned his head in anger.

“Geumgwino! What the hell is this!”

“I didn’t lie.”

Geumgwino said calmly, carrying his luggage on his back. His eyes were emotionless, as if he was looking at a stone.

“The person I have chosen as my lord has shown great interest in you. Of course, it is only interest for now, and I have given you a chance. You are the one who failed to make use of it.”

“Tamcheon Machang is your master! What chance do you have!”

“You became a bandit, so did your head become a bandit too?”

A man appeared behind the golden eagle who was mocking the Green King, and the Green King’s eyes widened when he saw the man’s face and clothes.

“you are!”

“Don’t blame Noya too much.”

The Green King gritted his teeth. It was a garment that he could not help but recognize. Only then did he realize who the golden eagle was holding, the rope.

“…Does Your Majesty permit such an ambush?”

“Where is the argument that we should allow war? You are the only one who could not avoid the surprise attack of the same unity of heaven and man.”

The Green King kept his mouth shut without refuting him.

“Don’t be so resentful. Compared to Tamcheonma Chang, you are… To be honest, isn’t it true that I am a particularly difficult being to embrace? I need to endure this level of hardship.”

Kkaduk – That was the sound coming from the Green King’s mouth.

‘This Green King is being treated like this…’

But it was inevitable. The Green King of the world had become a monkey inside us.

There was no choice but to avoid it.

“Come.”

The Green King declared to Tamcheon Machang with a serious expression that there was no more, and Tamcheon Machang ran towards the bandit, laughing at him.

It was five days later that the Green King’s death became known to the martial arts world.

**

“Blood sect?”

“The members of the False cult used Blood Tracking. And if it was the Blood Cult’s tracking technique, wouldn’t that explain why my identity was revealed?”

“Bloodlet.”

The Blood Sect nodded. Blood Sect. Before the Demonic Sect, there was the Secret Sect, and before the Secret Sect, there was the Blood Sect. That was about five hundred years ago.

The descendants of the Blood God Sect were the vampire demons, and since the Eumhyeol Gak was originally part of the Blood Sect, the Blood Sect occasionally continued its lineage.

After the Blood Sect’s leader was killed by the political faction of the time, it is said that all of the Blood Sect’s strange and evil magic using blood were burned, but records of it still officially remained in the martial arts world.

“It is a well-known fact that the Blood Cult used blood tracing techniques. Since you have shed quite a bit of blood so far… That makes sense.”

It’s not someone’s leak, betrayal, or anything like that. Since the members of the mastermind party have mastered the bloodline, there must be some blood cult magic mixed in with their methods of gathering information.

The Gwanghyeolgeomju laughed heartily.

“I understand now. Even if she is a true goddess, it is difficult to achieve that level of accomplishment at such a young age. However, if it is the secret art of the Blood Sect, it makes sense.”

Glanced, Geomju looked at Yongun.

‘What is this guy doing?’

“From the Hongan Sword Demon to the Blood Cult and even the Secret Cult. Just how far did the imperial hand extend?”

That wasn’t all. The Gwanghyeolgeomju glanced at my hand. The skin on my palm was torn and raw, a wound that had been inflicted the moment I had engaged in a power struggle with the Creator.

It was just a simple clash of swords and spears. And yet, it was like this.

‘…It won’t be easy.’

The Gwanghyeolgeomju clenched his fists, slightly catching his excited breath.

“hmm?”

The Bloodthirsty Sword Master looked ahead. Yongwoon was already walking with the Poisonous Witch in the distance.

“what?”

The Gwanghyeolgeomju, who had read the mood of the two, turned his head slightly.

**

They kept walking. Dang-hye was in front, Yong-un was behind. The silence between them as they walked without speaking was the same as before, but for some reason, Yong-un was no longer afraid of it.

“It’s already been half a year since we met.”

Dang-hye spoke first. Indeed, that was the case. The first time they met was at Pocheonbang. Although it included the two months of time Dang-hye was hallucinating, from Pocheonbang to Sado-ryeon and then to Bokgeon, Dang-hye and Yong-un were always together.

“From now on, I intend to ask you questions. If I am wrong, it will be very embarrassing, and I will leave you immediately and go to Cheonghae.”

Unlike Dang-hye, she was very reserved. Yong-un, or rather, Iha, knew the reason.

“You’ll probably hear me, and if I’m wrong, you’ll think I’m crazy. But- no, I’m not crazy at all-”

“Wouldn’t it be better to just ask plainly?”

Changed speech. Dang-hye’s steps stopped. She slowly turned her back, and Yong-un smiled awkwardly.

The reason why the Poisonous Witch of the Heavenly and Human Unity is called a witch is because of her personality, which is the coldest and most ruthless among the members of the Sacheondang family.

He is a master of solitude who lives in seclusion and never reveals himself to the world, but whose skills are acknowledged by everyone.

The witch’s appearance was nowhere to be seen.

A young appearance with wavering eyes. Dang Hye, who achieved Samhwachwijeong at a young age and thus aged extremely slowly, was clearly wavering.

“You now…?”

“I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you in advance.”

Yongwoon smiled bitterly. What should I say to make you believe me? What evidence should I present?

Dang-hye was held in Yong-un’s arms.

Yongwoon’s eyes widened slightly.

“why.”

My hands are shaking. My chest is getting wet.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“…”

The wide eyes closed again, and Yongwoon quietly patted Danghye on the back.

“Because I was scared. What you would say, how you would change…”

I spoke honestly.

“Because I didn’t know that.”

“…Idiot. Still, idiot.”

“How did you know? It was me…”

I was genuinely curious. I even consciously hid my habits. The fact that a person can die, come back to life, and be reincarnated into a new body with memories is hard to accept even in this world of martial arts.

“feel.”

Yongwoon’s curiosity was quickly satisfied.

“It was just too… you.”

The suspicions were there from the beginning.

What continued to torment Dang-hye’s heart along with her guilt was the fact that Yong-un and the devil’s thoughts kept overlapping. Such strange and sweet thoughts knocked on the empty hole in her heart, and at the same time, her guilt increased even more, but like all humans, Dang-hye could not stop her heart.

The feelings grew stronger with the continued interest – Dang-hye couldn’t shake off that feeling and followed Yong-un.

The suspicion that Yongwoon was Ihara, that he was Ma-ui, grew bigger and bigger. Everything except his face and martial arts skills… were the same.

There was no such thing as a moment when I reached the peak of my confidence. It was just… after the creation, my patience reached its limit. Along with the guilt, I could no longer endure the sweetness of what if, what if that rotted my heart day by day.

And that sweetness bore fruit.

The branches rustled and the leaves gave a soft applause. For a while, that was the only sound.

Yong-un felt relieved inside. Their separation was not a death. As Dang-hye entered the closed-door training, their opinions diverged. Dang-hye wanted Ma-ui to stay, and Ma-ui wanted to travel more around the world.

As Tang Hui’s realm rose, his jealousy and longing grew stronger, even though it was ugly. Whether he was perfecting the Great Law or further advancing his medical skills… Ma Yi wanted to leave Sacheon.

There was a conflict, and as soon as Dang-hye entered the closed office, Ma-ui left without leaving a single letter.

As time passed, Yong-un was captured by Nak-ga. After being humiliated by them, Yong-un killed the Grand Prince and escaped to the Demonic Cult, where he died for the crime of treating Cheon-ma.

Yongwoon opened his mouth calmly. About what happened in the Demonic Cult, the jade bead he received there, and the new life he had gained… Danghye listened in silence.

“What are you going to do now?”

Dang-hye’s eyes were filled with an unparalleled determination. Still not letting go of Yong-un, she looked up at him.

“Shouldn’t I get revenge?”

Indeed, the woman of Sacheondangga. Even though she had gotten her lover back by chance, the desire for revenge in her eyes did not disappear.

No, it was intense now, as if a fire had been lit in that deep oil pit.

Revenge… Yongwoon recalled Namgung Seoho’s confession after the battle with Naksanjin.

“I have to.”

Yongwoon said. To be honest, he was someone I had never expected. However, because of that, the story that Namgung Seoho had told me was enough to stimulate Yongwoon’s desire for revenge.

He was just a consumable, a price for loyalty, and he died in vain. Such a death was the devil’s reverse scale.

Step by step, I had to make a plan. To do that, first-

“wait for a sec.”

“hmm?”

“I’m saying this just in case…”

The strength of Dang-hye, who was holding Yong-un, grew a little stronger. No, for some reason, goosebumps appeared on Yong-un’s skin.

“You weren’t really friends with that girl named Maehwageombong, were you?”

“…no-”

“The reply is late.”