Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 170



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Episode 170. The Three Kings

“It’s sad.”

Cheonin, the prince muttered quietly. The report in his hand contained all the circumstances that had occurred in Cheonsan.

The execution of the King and Baekgun, and the surprise attack on Cheonsan by the Jeongpa who took advantage of it. The strange monster that appeared there and… Cheonma.

“What is this place doing such things?”

The reason the prince sighed was not because of the Blood Demon or the Light Demon. He wiped the blood from his face.

“I’m sorry.”

The undefeated demon sword bowed its head in front of him and spoke as such. This was because blood had stained the prince’s face during the process of dealing with the ‘slaughter’.

The place they were currently located was Namman, or rather Wonnam. It was where the Cheondo Sword Pavilion of the Gwanghyeol Demon Sword was located.

After creating a siege net as they had done to Nanggong Se-ga in Anhui, the reason why the siege net, which had lasted at least ten days and nights, suddenly became agitated was, of course, because of an assassination attempt on the crown prince.

The prince, who is a heavenly spirit in and of itself, is always guarded by the undefeated demon sword, and even the Creator was always by the prince’s side when he did not have a mission.

However, blood clearly splattered on the prince’s face. The reason was – the person now at the prince’s feet was the world’s greatest assassin, Cheon-sal (天殺).

The leader of the Thousand-Slayer Society and the 19th-ranking Thousand-Slayer of the Thousand-Yu Bang. Although he is of low rank, he cannot be ignored. After all, the killers were originally monsters who killed those stronger than themselves.

“…”

The thousand-year-old surprise attack occurred out of nowhere.

In broad daylight, in front of the Cheondo Sword Pavilion, the prince was reading the report of the Jujakdang as usual in the temporary headquarters set up. People were moving busily in a large conference room, not a separate room for the Moonjus, and as usual, selected members of the Jujakdang brought him the reports.

Not while eating, not while sleeping, not while moving. It was a daily routine. Because I never let my guard down, at that moment when I let my guard down, the thousand-year-old black prince disguised as a member of the plotting party touched my Adam’s apple.

There was no huge commotion that would draw attention. All that was used to shift the gaze of the Invincible Sword was a single stone the size of a fingernail. A single stone was used to kill the world’s greatest yellow dragon.

In the middle of the day, five members of the party of the prince approach the prince, give reports, and receive documents. In the meantime, the prince reads through the endless amount of documents, makes judgments, and stamps his seal.

The moment the thousand-year-old prince, who was holding a bundle of reports, came in front of him, a stone fell from the tip of the undefeated sword’s blade.

The undefeated demon sword that prostrated itself next to the prince. His aura was indeed fierce and more sensitive than anyone else’s, but because of that, he had a gap that only a thousand years old could find.

At the exact spot and exquisite moment, Cheon-sal simply designed a stone to fall, and in that split second, less than half a breath, the attention of the Invincible Sword was drawn to that stone.

The place where the stone fell was the southeastern end of the pond outside this conference room. Since it was a place where no one other than the Undefeated Demon Sword could sense it, it was able to attract the Undefeated Demon Sword’s attention.

In a moment. Just as the wind blew through a full glass and the water dripped a little, the attention was enough. The undefeated sword clearly could not stop the thousand-year-old.

The one who stopped the Thousand-Year Sword was Seolhon Baeknyeo, who had not yet reached the state of unity of heaven and man. When the Invincible Demon Sword could not react, Seolhon Baeknyeo unleashed her qi and slowed down the Thousand-Year Sword.

That was all she did. The black, undefeated sword that slowed down for a split second was enough to block it.

“How did you know?”

Cheon-sal, whose arm was cut off, looked into Seol-hon Baek-nyeo’s eyes as he was dying.

“I invested three years. I read everyone in this room, I figured out everyone’s habits, footsteps, and even breathing. I even read the energies of the Unbeatable Sword perfectly, and I even figured out its code. During these months, not even this man’s family knew that I had replaced him. Unless you knew in advance, it would have been impossible for you to keep up with my speed.”

“I commanded.”

The prince looked at Cheon-sal intently and said.

“Of all the assassins so far, you are the only one who has figured out my secret code. I commend you for that.”

Password. There was a different password between the prince and the high-ranking members of the secret party who reported directly to him. The password and the way to prove one’s identity was to make a ‘false report’ once every two days.

Among the dozens of reports that were posted every day, that false report was the way to prove that it was me. If the fifth character in the third line was a number, then the report would be a signal containing non-existent information.

If it starts with one (一), it means that you are being threatened. If it starts with two (二), it means that the prince’s life is in immediate danger. If it starts with three (三), it means that there is a secret message to be conveyed. The remaining numbers indicate that there is nothing unusual.

The Thousand Years noticed it. Since the thirty-five prince developed it, there have been twenty assassination attempts in total. Of those, fifteen were through disguise and all were thwarted by this method.

“Then how.”

“It’s simple. The tone of the report has changed.”

Even as he was bleeding profusely and losing consciousness, heading towards death, Cheon-sal shook his head clearly.

“That’s impossible. I read all of Yujipyeon’s letters and reports and copied them. There’s no way I couldn’t copy his handwriting and word choice-”

“Is that stupid killer talking about the scholar’s ​​handwriting?”

The prince looked down at Cheon-sal and laughed.

“Do you think you could follow the writings of a man who has spent his entire forty years holding a brush in just two months? It’s impossible. If you had spent ten years looking at Yujipyeon and following his every move, I would have been at a loss.”

“That can’t be. The strength with which he used the ink, the way he held the brush, and his posture were all the same. There can’t be any difference in his handwriting-”

“You must know that even twins who trained in the same martial arts have differences in the tip of their swords. Even a scholar trains every day for a lifetime. If you were trying to kill me, it would have been more likely with the Invincible Demon Sword than the Yujipyeon. Just as you couldn’t tell the difference between the tip of a scholar’s ​​brush, I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference between the internal energy of Cheoninhapil.”

It seemed that Cheon-sal did not understand the final distinction until the moment of his death. However, he died and the prince survived. That was the end of his murder. The murderer of the martial arts world who killed the martial arts world of a thousand years could not kill the two-thousand-year-old Beijing Yellow Dragon.

It was a gap that no one else would have noticed. However, Cheon-sal was after the prince, and the prince was different from others.

“The moment you think you’ve found the path, you’ll be immersed in it. The moment you deciphered the code, you too became a swordsman in the martial arts world, not just a scholar.”

The other members of the party in the conference room swallowed their saliva. They had spent more time with Yu Ji-pyeon, who had been disguised as a thousand-year-old, than with the crown prince.

They were completely unaware of the existence that had settled within Yujipyeon’s human head. There was not a single one of them who had not spent more than ten years with Yujipyeon.

They were all talents personally selected and raised by the prince. Even those who lived together and enjoyed life together were unable to understand Yu Ji-pyeon’s handwriting or habits.

Some of them had exchanged poems and poems just a few days ago, sharing their impressions. The difference in the tip of the brush that the prince spoke of was something that even they did not realize.

Cheon-sal died without being convinced until the end. He had become famous and made his nickname known to the world as an assassin, but he failed in his last mission.

“Why didn’t you let me know in advance?”

When the undefeated demon sword, who had been kneeling and prostrating himself, asked this question, the prince simply answered.

“Aren’t you a warrior? The murderous intent of a warrior is more savage and proud than that of a martial artist. The thing that Cheon-sal, who has killed countless martial artists, must have been most wary of was your gaze.”

That is why the prince chose the Blue Dragon Lord. He did not pay attention to Cheon-sal because he was weaker than him.

From the beginning, her emotions as a human were vague.

“Well done.”

When the prince said that, Seolhonbaeknyeo lowered her head. There was no expression of embarrassment in her face.

The prince, who felt the people of Cheongryongdang gathering, stared at Cheon-sal’s corpse.

“It must be my brother’s doing.”

“…”

“I understand that you killed tens of thousands of people and entrusted your power to the beasts called the Demonic Cult. Even if it weren’t for the expression on your face when I took your place, my brother originally didn’t consider the humans below him as his own kind. But I am his blood relative.”

Have you ever heard the prince lament? In the first place, all the members of the Zhu Zhuang Party were members of the imperial family. They were well aware of the countless murders committed by the imperial family and the king.

However, even after hearing such a story, the prince showed no reaction. That is why his current appearance was unusual.

“How far will you fall? Do you have to become a devil in the abyss to sit on the throne of all mankind?”

“Your Majesty.”

The leader of the Hwangryongmun. The prince snickered when the Invincible Demon Sword called him that.

“I was just saying. I love my brother, but I’m also disappointed in him.”

The prince got up from his seat and headed to the window. The sight seen through the bright window was the Cheondo Sword Hall, which was still silent.

A barbaric pavilion made of low, dark wood from the Nanman region, its appearance very different from that of other pavilions in the Central Plains.

The moment he got there,

“Why don’t you doubt me?”

hook-

A being stood right next to the prince with the wind, and the sword of the undefeated demon sword moved.

This time he wasn’t slow. He wasn’t careless or let down. His opponent was simply faster.

Kwajik!

With a terrible sound, the Invincible Demon Sword flew far away. The fist was nowhere to be seen. Only then did Seolhonbaeknyeo step forward.

Even though there was a mountain in front of me and a storm that could take my life, Seolhonbaeknyeo unleashed the Seolhonshinnyeo Knot without hesitation.

Naturally, she gave it her all. The air around her immediately froze and her pupils sparkled blue, but she couldn’t move.

An invisible prison held her. Even as her eyes fluttered, everything about her, even her body and spirit, was restrained.

The prince looked at me, his hands behind his back, emotionless.

Gray hair like a mane, torn and free-spirited uniform, and a bear-like physique that shows nothing hidden underneath.

“Is this your first time seeing my face?”

When Kwon-Jun said this to the prince with a sly smile, the prince also smiled and nodded.

“It’s my first time seeing you.”

The undefeated demon sword struggled to get up, trembling. His expression as he glared at Kwon-Jun did not hide the appearance of an evil spirit who had slaughtered tens of thousands in war.

“Yes, there are many things I’m curious about and many things I want to say, but let me start with this. Why don’t you doubt me? You’re a member of my discipleship.”

“Was that a thousand years old? I didn’t know.”

“If you didn’t know, you would have tried to rip off that facial skin right away. But you knew the thousand-year-old’s ability to change, so you did nothing. You didn’t even try to open the acupuncture point or rip off the skin. That’s because you knew that the thousand-year-old had already lost his face.”

The reverse technique that a thousand years have mastered is comparable to that of a magician. If the reverse technique of a murderer and the spine of a doctor were treated similarly, the doctor would have been given more attention, but the reverse technique of a thousand years was worthy of a divine skill.

However, the drawback was clear: once changed, it was impossible to return to the ‘old’ state. Since it could only be changed to someone else’s face, Cheon-sal had no face.

It was one of the famous legends of the thousand years. It was said that he had the ghostly power to change his face into dozens of people while passing through the surrounding streets.

The prince’s smile deepened.

“There’s no way my brother would have left his influence only in Jeongpa. My brother wanted to take over both the martial arts world and the imperial family, and the power of the martial arts world definitely wasn’t limited to Jeong and Ma.”

“Just with that?”

“You also acknowledged the Thousand Years of Life for nothing. If the best assassin of the Sado-ryeon fails to kill me while I am destroying the Sado-ryeon sect, it is obvious who will benefit. Well, lastly.”

The prince shrugged.

“Up until now, I’ve ‘read’ you, and it seems like you’d rather come and kill me yourself than do something like this.”

Hahahaha!

Kwon-Jun smiled. He didn’t seem to care at all even though the prince was right next to him and hundreds of people were surrounding him to kill him right now.

“So, why didn’t you just kill me?”

“Don’t you know that? The moment I kill you, Sado-ryeon becomes the ‘true’ enemy of the imperial family. Even if I can eliminate the Hwangryongmun, the Hwangryongmun master is still the crown prince. We are just the petty ones who turn a blind eye to it. Why would I do anything good for the Jeongpa? And now I can’t even kill him for real.”

Kwon-Jun nodded to the man standing proudly in the distance.

“How can you kill someone when they’re looking at you so intently?”

With a more murderous aura than ever before, Changjon aimed his spear at Kwonjon from a hundred feet away.

“It’s been a while. Ten years?”

Changjon did not respond to Kwonjon’s witty greeting.