Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 171



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Episode 171. The Three Lords (2)

The meeting between Changjon and Kwonjon was brief. They had originally lived in different worlds.

However, as someone who competed in the same martial arts, Kwon-Jun went to find Chang-Jun out of pure curiosity. Just as he had done to Geom-Seon, he went to Beijing to find Cheon-Ma, and they met.

They couldn’t fight. Changjon pointed his spear at him and said that he would kill him if he didn’t step back, but Kwonjon respected him.

Kwon-Jun decided that it was a problem to come to the residence without permission in the middle of the night.

That’s why I was able to compete after saying that I would head to the palace. I competed with Lily and retreated. I couldn’t even talk. If I had gone any further to the gate of that huge palace, someone would have definitely died. “Are you angry? You really were devoted to your training.”

Even though Kwon-Jun said that with a sly smile, Chang-Jun’s expression did not change.

“It’s not a place you can just go to like that. Come down.”

“What if you don’t like it?”

Phew-

The power swept over my chest. It was stabbed. There was a momentary pain. But there was no wound, and no energy moved.

“under!”

A life that was simply a thought of stabbing a window. The will itself, not an intangible weapon, became a spear and induced the movement of Kwon-Jun.

If the movement just now is used as a ploy.

“You show something good.”

Of course, the authority did not go down. The prince smiled faintly and gave orders to the maid who was at a loss next to him.

“Please bring me two cups of tea.”

Kwon-Jun smiled and Hwang-Ryong-Mun-Ju and Sado-Ryeon-Ju sat facing each other. Chang-Jun, who had been aiming his spear at Jang-Won, flew up with his spear still in hand and stood right behind the prince.

As soon as he sat down, the prince looked up at the sky and asked Kwon-Jun.

“What is freedom?”

Everyone looked at the prince with confusion at the sudden question, but the prince was not flustered.

“Before, when Yeom Cheon-seong rejected my offer, he said that he had no freedom. Aren’t you one of the masters of the martial arts world? He said that there is freedom in the martial arts world, and since you are a martial arts person, I wanted to ask you. What is that freedom that made Yeom Cheon-seong reject me?”

“Did he say something like that? He’s still as flashy as ever.”

Kwon-Jun chuckled.

“Freedom means the first. The best in the world. If in Beijing that means the emperor, then in this world it means the most powerful person. Isn’t the most powerful person in Beijing standing behind you now?”

“So if I become emperor, will I gain freedom?”

“Do you think the Emperor is free?”

“no.”

“Yes. As long as you wear that gold suit, you will have no freedom.”

Golden clothes. The Emperor’s gaze outside the window went to the indifferent, vast sky, and then to the soldiers below, who were looking at him with nervousness.

Freedom. Duty.

Ignoring such actions, Kwon-Jun gulped down the tea in one gulp and said.

“So, now that I’ve come down, shouldn’t you go up too? To Beijing or Anhui. Anhui would be better. If you go there, the Zhengpa guys will get restless.”

“How dare you call His Majesty such an impertinent title-”

“Changjon, I am now speaking to your master and the leader of the Hwangryongmun.”

Kwon-Jun interrupted Chang-Jun’s words. Kwon-Jun, who came down from the pavilion with a smirk, had an irresistible energy in his eyes.

“The only reason I respect you is because you have shown me interesting achievements. As long as your master is here, you cannot match me.”

Changjon held his spear even more firmly, but did not open his mouth again. Gyeongcheon Kwonjon. One of the three Lords, more commonly known as Paejon in the martial arts world.

Even though Kwon-Jun was sitting down with his teacup in his hand, there was no gap at all. Even if Chang-Jun, who had already aimed his spear, launched an attack, it seemed like no attack would reach him.

The prince shook his head.

“We came so far south in such a hurry, so why would we go back to the center already?”

“Because I came here.”

“That’s true too.”

The distance between Gwangju and Wonnam is not far. It is true that Kwon-Jun came here alone, but the unmanned soldiers of the Sadoryeon and Paechondan would definitely come here if the situation was delayed.

“Of course I expected that.”

The prince spoke without hesitation. Fragrance leaf tea. I don’t even know the name of the tea leaves. This tea, made by steeping inexpensive, nameless tea leaves, was served in a teacup made by a child who bought it from a market in Anhui.

The prince liked this tea better than Baekho Silver Needle and Mui Am Tea.

“The only thing that was unexpected was the variables of the Great Battle of Jeongma. You must have realized that the Great Battle of Jeongma is nearing its end. Now that my brother has fled and the Dark Heavenly Demon Lord has died, there is no center for the Demonic Cult.”

“What you mean is, if it weren’t for the political faction, you would have been able to defeat our Apostolic Union?”

“yes.”

Kwon-Jun showed no sign of displeasure. His smile only grew darker.

“It’s fun. It’s so fun. I want to slit your throat and try it myself right now.”

After regaining consciousness and creation, the undefeated demon sword behind the prince became even more murderous. The blatant hostility and heightened momentum were inevitable. They were opponents.

“Didn’t you say earlier that you couldn’t kill me?”

“So I’m not killing them. But you have to be careful. I’ve seen many people stick their necks out because they believe in their position, but there are also many people in this world who just cut off their necks.”

“I see, that’s true.”

Huanglongmun had already built many pavilions in the Jianghu and caused many conflicts. Although it accepted many martial artists from Jianghu, many martial artists who had not been given opportunities in Beijing also entered Huanglongmun, and the same goes for the scholars.

There were indeed quite a few deaths of those who believed in their status and acted like guests. In Beijing, where there was only so much to lose, the world of martial arts was full of invisible Yangpae-sang, Donggui-ejin, and those who worked for empty fame.

“But you are not that kind of person.”

“Do you think I can’t cut off your head?”

“No, if you’re going to cut my throat, you’re going to do it after you’ve done your math.”

Kwon-jon, Pae-jon. If you just look at those nicknames, you think of someone who just uses their fists and gets everything done with brute force, but the Kwon-jon that the prince saw was not like that.

The old fox. Every seemingly reckless and straightforward move was based on a calculation of his own gains and losses and his own life.

That doesn’t mean his boldness was false, but it wasn’t just his natural talent for martial arts that helped him gain the upper hand as he grew older.

The authority was not denied.

“Gangho is a magical place.”

The prince muttered.

“Different obsessions and desires eventually coalesce into one martial art, sublimate into that one thing, and decide. It is a world of beasts where only the strong obtain everything.”

“Is Beijing different?”

“They are the world of humans. Humans are also beasts, but their disgustingness comes from their mouths. While the humans of Beijing spit out the smell of excrement from their mouths, the humans of Jianghu spit out the smell of blood from their entire bodies.”

The prince’s observations, which had been interested in the world of martial arts since he was fifteen, were no different from those of Kwon-Jun. The world of beasts. Only those beasts could split the sky and destroy mountains.

That’s why it was threatening. There were many humans there who could catch the yellow dragon.

“I read everything about the Jeongma War. He had a good disciple. One person changed the whole situation.”

Knock knock. The prince thought of a man’s face. A single jewel that had sparkled from the moment he first saw it had already become a star and was playing in the sky.

“Gwisu Gongja, Yeomcheonseong Yongun. From the time I saw him in Hanam until now, he has been interfering with everything. From Hanam to Fujian and Cheonsan, there is no place that his footsteps have not reached.”

He was not a monster that originally existed at the top of the martial arts world like Hyun-Jun and Kwon-Jun. From the moment he could kill with one finger, Yong-Woon jumped into all the whirlpools of the martial arts world, played an active role, and survived.

Crossing the line, becoming stronger – now he has reached the top. At a young age.

The young man who had so brazenly rejected Kang-ho’s offer, saying that he could not give him what he did not have, single-handedly changed Kang-ho’s fate.

“Is there really someone who stands at the center of the world?”

Changjon’s eyes wavered at the casual remark. Changjon was a general, someone who had lived his entire life serving only the royal family and the emperor.

The prince’s words just now were extremely dangerous.

“Now that I think about it, that guy’s appearance of speaking informally to me without thinking is very similar to that guy.”

Ssuru- The empty teacup in Kwon-Jun’s hand turned to dust and flowed down from his hand.

“I appreciate your compliments on another’s disciple, but isn’t that what we’re here to talk about? You’d better get out of Wonnam right now. I won’t tolerate it any longer.”

“hmm.”

“I didn’t like the way they expanded their power while the Jeongma War was in full swing, but I let it slide. I wanted to applaud their influence even reaching Sacheon, the Jeongpa bastards’ stronghold. However, as long as I’m alive, I will never touch this Cheondo Sword Pavilion. And the rest of the Sado League.”

It was a scene that would have shocked Yongwoon if he had seen it. The sight of the Sado-ryeonju, the leader of the group, taking responsibility for the place where he was the head, was very unfamiliar to him.

As long as the Hwangryongmun had influence in the world of martial arts, it was an unavoidable encounter. Unlike the encounter with Geomseon, the encounter with Kwonjon could be seen as a clash.

‘I expected to see it.’

Armed conflict was to be expected, but as I said, things have changed dramatically.

As expected, the Hwangryongmun brought most of the forces they could operate here. When they received reports of the rapid changes in Cheonsan, they ordered an all-out attack on Cheondo Geomgak, but it was already too late.

Honor and prestige. In Beijing, power is more important than life, but in Jianghu, prestige is more important than anything else.

Many people entered the place after seeing the endless advance of the Hwangryongmun. If the Hwangryongmun retreated as soon as the Sadoyeonju arrived here, it would certainly be no different from defeat.

The calculation was over the moment the authority arrived. All that remained was the decision.

“It was a teacup that I cherished.”

The prince, who had been caressing his belongings, sighed and shook his head. He was not at all intimidated by the fierce gaze of the Emperor.

The sky came into the prince’s eyes. Looking at the sky, does Yongwoon wish for freedom?

“There is plenty of time at Hwangryongmun.”

Kwon-Jun did not interrupt the prince.

“Your Majesty gave me the task of taking over Gangho. No, to be exact, it was my suggestion. If I were to take over Gangho, the throne would immediately be mine. That is why my older brother acted so hastily.”

There is no punishment for failure. He was already the crown prince. However, since he had drawn on the emperor’s support, failure itself could be seen as a punishment for the crown prince. After all, if he fails, the loss will be his ascension to the throne.

“The Hwangryongmun has already established the roots to withstand the storms of the martial arts world. Now that the Demonic Cult has fallen, that place is completely ours, and the justification is ours as well.”

“Answer my question-”

“Justification, that’s what’s important. If the Hwangryongmun survives, if it replaces the government and helps the martial arts world with law, if it achieves true justice, then after ten, twenty, or fifty years, the righteous faction will lose its power, and the evil faction will become a group of thugs who completely go against the rules.”

The prince has not yet reached the age of forty. There are still dozens of years left before he dies, and even after his death, the Hwangryongmun can continue to live.

The years of the martial arts world are long, but the nature of its power has changed at every moment. However, the imperial family cannot fall, just like the demonic cult, the blood cult, and the secret sect.

The waves of the Yangtze River flowed mightily, but the sea seemed to have created a new stream.

Kwon-Jun laughed.

“Do you think that the power you’ve gathered by being locked up in Beijing can overcome the power of the entire martial arts world? Even if the Huanglongmun pours all its strength into it, it can’t handle the newly emerging stars of the martial arts world, so why are you so optimistic about it?”

“I’m not looking at it positively. I’m assuming that if you survive, you’ll be fine. I’m positive about what you’re saying. Isn’t it true that even now, twenty years of planning are being ruined by a star that suddenly appears out of nowhere?”

The prince admitted it cleanly. Time is fair, but it is also unfair. Up until now, time has been on the prince’s side, but if he faces Yongwoon, time will for the first time abandon him.

The world of martial arts is vast and unpredictable… Since the outcome has already been decided, even the crown prince had to roll the dice.

“So I won’t give you time.”

The moment the prince finished speaking, the tip of Changjon’s spear pierced Kwonjon’s chest.