Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 169



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Episode 169. The clash that finally happened

How should I react?

Seongmu was a young man who was filled with respect for his master. Yongun, a disciple of Ma-ui and a true master of the unity of heaven and man who entered the world of the Heavenly Heaven.

Despite having the dishonor of having acquired and passed down the martial arts of the Demonic Clan and the Kwonjon, it was my teacher who drove out all of the Ten Clans as the face of the Jeongpa and stood at the center of martial arts.

He was the one who rushed to Yongwoon’s quarters after hearing the news that he had returned after killing the Maronggakju and destroying the Demonic Cult. The ones who welcomed him were the Jeongpa and the Hyeoncheonma, a witch who was resented and gnashed her teeth in the martial arts world.

The term ‘Murimgongjeok’ suited her better than anyone else. She was a terrible monster of the Demonic Cult who had consumed the blood of tens of thousands of people and was entangled in sorcery and witchcraft.

Didn’t the master’s master, Ma-ui, die for saving Cheon-ma? Now, it seemed to Seong-mu that his master was trying to follow in his master’s footsteps.

“Oh, this is crazy!”

A natural reaction. Yongwoon sighed. In a way, it was a natural reaction.

‘Is it a good thing I ran away right away and didn’t tell anyone…

The reason why Seongmuha was summoned was because of his magic delay. Yongun was an outsider and close to being a beginner, even though he had read the book his father had given him and discussed it with Danghye and Huimok as much as possible.

Even though he felt Seorin’s pulse, her entire body was filled with blood and demonic energy, so he had no way of knowing her condition. That’s when Hwi-mok recommended Seong Mu-ha.

Magical delay. If Seongmuhara is unusually sensitive to magic, he will definitely be able to properly understand Serin’s physical condition and blood flow.

Yongwoon calmly explained the background of Hyeolcheonma and Namseorin.

Her bloodline father contacted the Vicious Dogs to save her, and what the Vicious Dogs did to her in cooperation with the vampire spirits. Lastly, the fact that the Dark Heavenly Demon Army used her.

“…that kind of life.”

Seongmuha looked at Seorin with a sad expression. There was sympathy in his eyes as he looked at her blankly, staring into space.

“How may I help you?”

Yongwoon smiled faintly. Although he had not been able to devote much time to Seongmu as his disciple, he was a pure and innocent child.

“It’s hard to even figure out the state of the blood vessels with my pulse. After the death of the Dark Heavenly Demon Lord, blood and demonic energy have been leaking out of his body uncontrollably. I need to somehow get all that energy out, but I haven’t been able to find a way to do so. I think it would be good if you could take his pulse and draw a picture of his blood vessels.”

The magic and blood flowed as if they were leaking out. The reason my father died in the end was because his granddaughter’s leaking energy flowed into those fatal wounds and contaminated them.

The evil energy had entered the body of a woman who had not trained properly, so it would not have been a problem even if she had died long ago. Up until now, I had killed people and taken their life energy to strengthen my body, but now that I could no longer do that, I had to drain all that energy.

“…I will do my best.”

Seongmuha approached with a serious and tense look in his eyes, swallowing his saliva. The woman in front of him was beautiful, but she was a monster who had slaughtered tens of thousands of people in this war. No matter how much he felt sympathy after hearing the background, his fundamental fear did not go away.

“It’ll be okay.”

Hwi-mok suddenly spoke to Seong-mu-ha. Seong-mu-ha was curious because he didn’t know who it was, but Hwi-mok just spoke with blurry eyes.

“Because Yongwoon and Danghye injected a tranquilizer, I won’t attack for the next three hours. You don’t have to be afraid.”

“Who said they were scared!”

Seongmuha, who was furious, swallowed again and touched Seorin’s wrist. She flinched for a moment, so Seongmuha closed his eyes tightly, but that was the only reaction.

Hoo- Seong Mu-ha, who had been looking at Hwi-mok with relief, closed his eyes and began to sense the flow of energy.

Looking at all of this, Dang-hye approached Yong-un, who was picking up the book again.

“I’ve been looking at that book for two days now.”

“…”

“Even we need sleep. It would be better to get some rest.”

Yongwoon sighed and shook his head.

“Time is limited. It’s better to regret being tired than to regret being lazy later.”

“Is it because of her?”

“…”

There was no way I didn’t know who she was talking about. Cheonma.

“If you hide this child, she will come to kill you one day. If you decide to keep her alive, you will definitely become her enemy.”

“I know.”

“It’s hard to get the cooperation of the Jeongpa since it’s the Blood Heavenly Demon. The Blood Heavenly Demon’s head is a propaganda target for them. No matter how much of a swordsman or a sect it is, this won’t work.”

Yongwoon also knows. Who in this world doesn’t have a sad story? Even if the Blood Heavenly Demon was a puppet controlled by Jeongpa, his death was inevitable.

“What about authority?”

“I sent the letter. I didn’t hide anything, so I’m sure there will be some kind of response.”

I recently heard that he was heading south. He is such an elusive madman that I couldn’t tell what was going on, but I knew that I would get some kind of response soon.

Will he be able to deal with Cheonma? When I last saw him, I didn’t see any gaps in Cheonma. Even though he was able to handle Sounsaenggong and defeat Cheoninhapil, he was still like that.

I have to deal with her. To save my dead friend’s granddaughter.

“…”

It was an absurd challenge, but Yongwoon did not despair.

Because it’s always been like that.

**

The death of the Dark Heavenly Demon Army and the injury of the Red-Eyed Monster were immediately relayed to the headquarters of the Jeongpa Alliance. Jeongpa, who had no intention of spending any more time in this dangerous place, immediately increased their speed and advanced to Cheonsan, marking the end of the war and the beginning of its bloom.

If it was futile, it could be seen as futile. When the Jeongpa launched an all-out offensive with its best men at the forefront, the Demonic Cult collapsed helplessly.

But it was inevitable. The most recent evils that occurred in the Demonic Cult, the deaths of the Dark Heavenly Demon Lord and the deaths of the Magic Dragon Lord, were extremely fatal.

Even if that wasn’t the case, there should have been no general offensive in the first place. With the help of Baekgun Donggwawoo, the existence of the king should never be known to the Jeongpa, and the flower of the volcano and the head of the Tang family should have died horribly to break the morale of the Jeongpa.

Daemabongcheonbojin should not have been released, and Gwangcheonma and Mengkyeondan should not have met their deaths. If Punggae had been healthy, and if everything had gone smoothly, these were all misfortunes that would never have happened.

The cause of all these misfortunes was only one person, Yongun. He turned Hwimok into a traitor, drove out the Mengjyeondan, and found Baekgun, while at the same time saving Maehwageombong and Dangho.

It was also Yongwoon’s achievement to kill Ma Yonggakju, take Cheonghae’s wealth, turn the tide of the war, and make Dang Hye an ally of Jeongpa Alliance.

Since all the things that should never have happened were created by one person, it was inevitable that the Demonic Cult, which had never intended to be a fortress in Cheonsan, would collapse without a center.

It was disintegrated. The Jeongma Daeju and the Eumhyeol Gakju were dead, and the Mayeong Gakju disappeared. The Geomma also realized that he was not enough to fight the Geomseon and disappeared at the cost of one of his arms, and the remaining Gakju were all killed by the masters of their respective sects.

Some have already fled from the Central Plains to the far reaches of Xinjiang, the remotest frontier of the Central Plains, to the vast expanses beyond the Tian Shan Mountains, while others have disappeared into the shadows of the Central Plains, as they did twenty years ago.

For those who surrendered, there was only death. Even though they were a sect, they were not the only ones with boiling blood in the martial arts world. Their righteousness was direct and trampled all wrongdoings without respect, so there were no exceptions.

The devil will not disappear as long as this world exists, but the Cheonma Sect has definitely disappeared.

The Battle of Jeongma ended with the victory of Jeongpa. The banquet and festival held in Cheonghae were grand, if only for show.

By far, one of the main characters of that victory was Yong-un. However, he only participated in the first event and did not appear for the rest.

It didn’t matter. In the world of martial arts, power meant rank and status. There were rumors, but they only served to add to his mystery.

Yongwoon was focused on training and treating Serin. The Jeongma War wasn’t his concern in the first place. His only concern was the Mengjiandan who had killed him, who was hiding in that demonic cult.

The king and his forces disappeared as soon as the situation turned unfavorable. Considering the repercussions, the leaders of the sect did not announce his existence. In this way, the Red-Eyed Monster, the Vampire Demon Lord, the king and his subordinate forces quietly went into hiding.

It was a pity for Yongwoon. The one who killed him along with the Meng Gyeondan was the King, so he was also a target of revenge.

Of course, as always, revenge was not his primary desire.

“I’m sad.”

The clear expression of intent came out of Serin’s mouth. Seongmuha and Danghye’s expressions immediately brightened, and Yongwoon also let out a sigh of relief.

“Grandpa died. Hal, Grandpa-”

Tears flowed from Serin’s eyes. It was a great improvement compared to when she had no focus, but

“People, so many, so many people died because of me. I, I killed- Gyaaaaaaah!”

I looked at my arms and screamed as if I was hallucinating.

“Blood! Blood! There’s too much! There’s blood all over my body- Grandpa! Grandpa, please…!”

Yongwoon urgently took hold of Serin’s blood vessel. It was the same sigh as before, but the emotions contained within it were different. He succeeded in bringing her to her senses, but that was all.

As a Blood Demon, she had intact memories of killing people, and soon after she regained consciousness, she would scream and start self-harming. There were already countless wounds and scars on her wrists and neck.

“The mind is difficult to heal.”

Dang-hye muttered. It was too horrible for a girl who hadn’t even reached the age of puberty to experience. If she were still sane, it would be even stranger.

Seongmuha’s expression darkened again. He was the one who was treating Seorin more passionately than Yongun.

Magic delay. The moment he mastered magic, magic became a sweeter and more powerful energy to him than anything else, but since he hadn’t done so recently, he felt its horror more than others.

Nevertheless, he devoted himself to treating Serin day and night. It seemed as if he had gained a sense of mission from Serin’s pure attitude and her seizures whenever she came to her senses.

“I’ve been through that even though I’m my age.”

Seongmuha muttered one day.

“I just want to see you… smiling normally.”

Still, it was clear that there was improvement, so they continued treatment as they slowly headed towards the central plains.

The incident occurred just after they finally reached Sacheon.

Wonnam. The place where the Cheondo Sword Hall of the Sadoryeon is located.

The prince headed there and, just like he did with Namgung Se-ga, invested the power of the Hwangryongmun to destroy the Cheondo Sword Sect.

The only difference from that time was that, unlike Jeongpa-maeng who had abandoned Namgung, Kwon-jon followed him there.

“…what?”

Yongwoon doubted his eyes.

Cheonma fought with Kwonjon.