Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 178



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Episode 178. Nightmare (2)

The prince took out a glass tube.

“It’s the blood of a woman named Cheonma. She was the best in the world a few years ago.”

The prince had said.

“The Blood Poison Tomb is composed of the Blood Poison and Blood Tomb. From the Blood Poison, ten people who have consumed hundreds of bloods are created, and from the Blood Tomb, those ten people are created into a complete vessel, and they drink the blood of a master. That complete vessel acquires all the martial arts and deep learnings of the owner of the blood they consumed.”

It’s been three months since I got out of the place called Blood Poison.

“The best in the world. The martial arts of the woman who was called that in the martial arts world, where even the heavens feared her, were truly feared. It seems that her reputation is not empty, as even after ten attempts, she has not been able to complete the blood poison.”

First, ten candidates must emerge from ten poisons. If they did not emerge, it means they could not handle it. It means that hundreds could not handle even one drop of the blood of the dead.

“The councilor said that he was a being with all the powers of the Blood Man, no, the Blood Demon and the Heavenly Demon, but that was ridiculous. He fooled my brother and everyone else, but he can’t fool me. This is simply a sorcery that forces you to learn martial arts. Even so, the fact that he couldn’t handle the Heavenly Demon… That shows how great the Heavenly Demon is.”

It wasn’t that he was interested in people dying. It was because they were dying in vain and in a very meaningless way that the prince stopped the bloodletting.

The prince, who had read all the reports so far, realized on the spot that no matter how many children’s lives were sacrificed in the Hyulgodokneung, it would not succeed.

“Still, I plan on raising you. I don’t know if I’ll be able to reach the heavenly horse, but I have to try, right?”

A rattling carriage. But the level inside the carriage was on a whole other level. The shabby hemp clothes Seol-han had been wearing had become the uniform of a warrior, and the dirty, blood-stained appearance of the animal had been washed clean.

“I’ve seen the Blood Demon’s martial arts briefly. They’re terrifying. All martial arts are imbued with blood energy, but to cultivate that blood energy, you have to eat other people’s life. It’s a meaningless and disgusting sorcery. That’s why I’ll give you the Seolhon Shinnyeogyeol. Of course, this is also a demonic art, but isn’t it better to have my heart frozen than to drink other people’s blood?”

The prince took out a secret weapon. Seolhan did not know what the Seolhon Shinnyeogyeol was. However, her innate sense of aura was able to read the flow of great power contained in the secret weapon.

“Of course, it’s all optional. Drinking the blood of the Heavenly Demon, performing the Seolhon Shinnyeogyeol, everything. If you don’t want to, then you can live as my concubine.”

“Why.”

Seolhan looked into the prince’s eyes and asked.

“Why are you being so nice to me?”

It’s not that he’s clueless. Rather, he’s on the good side. The prince is someone who could kill someone like him without blinking an eye.

There was no reason to do it well.

“I thought it would be fun.”

The prince said with a smile. A young man of nearly twenty leaned against the wall and enjoyed the scenery outside the window.

“A moment of change saved a life. If a gem that was saved without any particular meaning, with just a little bit of light, becomes great and changes history, then that alone is worth saving.”

“You’re changing history?”

“That’s an exaggeration. Take your time and decide what you want in life and whether you think you can do it.”

Seolhan, the girl closed her eyes.

When I was in the blood poisoning, I wanted to live. I just looked at the hole in the ceiling and sought sunlight.

But when I actually came out of that hole, the sunlight all around me was not warm, and I had no idea what to do to live.

I thought about it but couldn’t find an answer. The life I wanted…

If I learn that martial art, will I have to kill people like I already did?

“What kind of life does your highness want?”

The prince’s eyes widened. It seemed like it was an unexpected question.

“That’s a good question. I don’t know that yet. I don’t know that much more at my age.”

Son of the Emperor. It is no exaggeration to say that he could become the Crown Prince and have everything in the world. The great privilege he received from birth also brought about a desire in the Crown Prince.

The prince sighed.

“If I had been greedy for power like others, my life would have been more brilliant. However, I have seen the fruits of it in so many ways that I have not even realized it. What good is it to be in the position of the supreme being? When teaching my son how to hunt, or when scolding him for his mistakes, I have to think carefully about every word I say.”

Seolhan didn’t understand those words at the time. He had been with the prince for over ten years, and he had only just begun to understand their meaning.

“How should I live, what should I look at and move my feet… I can’t tell you what I don’t know. I don’t think I can solve those worries.”

Seolhan thought for a moment. He said to learn martial arts. It’s like becoming a sage and becoming a warrior. Becoming a warrior means getting blood on your hands.

Seolhan looked at my hand.

What difference does it make to have more blood on your hands now?

It changes. Seol-han thought of the people he had killed, those who had tried to kill him, and the adult he had met when he came out of the cave.

From the position of the dying, I was only in the position of killing.

“I will learn.”

The prince’s smile grew deeper. He handed the secret weapon to Seolhan.

“They say that the Seolhonshinnyeogyeol makes the heart freeze. I don’t believe that mere martial arts can change a person’s personality. That’s just because that person is weak.”

Seolhan fiddled with the secret book. It was clearly a book and a secret book, but the secret book contained a cold and sharp energy like ice.

The prince put a piece of candy into Seol-han’s mouth, which was wide open. Seol-han was flustered, but since this was something that always happened, he kept his mouth shut.

“It won’t be easy.”

**

I couldn’t breathe properly. I was hit hard in the temple with an invisible blow, and my breathing stopped and my head became dizzy.

“Get up.”

A tone of speech colder than the weather that makes your skin freeze. A man with a beard blowing in the strong snow wind spoke in front of me, aiming a blunt spear.

Seol-han staggered to his feet. The girl in the carriage had grown even taller, and the venom in her eyes had grown even stronger.

In the bitter cold – a climate that befits that word – she once again took her stance as soldiers with similarly frozen eyes looked around.

Changjon silently aimed the tip of his spear again. Seolhan’s head turned white.

A battlefield that suited her better than any other. The cold air of the sky danced in response to her before she reached the third level of the sky. In the midst of the storm where she couldn’t see even an inch ahead, Seolhan’s shining white hair stood out.

When Seolhan stretched out his hand, all the snow in the world turned into icicles and covered Changjon. It was an expression that fit the description of a goddess, as if the heavens were hostile to a human.

“…That’s amazing.”

One of the soldiers, leaning against the window and watching the scene, muttered. It was such a mysterious sight.

The storm that had been swirling around chaotically all poured down on one person – the expression ‘ascension to heaven’ was truly fitting.

With one gentle swish of the spear, the storm split apart along its shaft and disappeared. In an instant, all the cold that killed humans disappeared, and the plain became quiet.

“Don’t rely on such tricks.”

Changjon spoke briefly. At the same time, his new form disappeared.

Seolhonbaeknyeo watched Seolhan’s, no, Baekak Witch’s, reaction. Now, Changjon’s movements seemed half a breath faster than before.

The elbow of Changjon hit Seolhan hard on the temple. He tried to block it by moving his qi, but the qi barrier collapsed like a sand castle, and Seolhan fell down with another gasp.

Boom! Changjon slammed his spear into the ground.

“In the end, you are not a goddess but a warrior. No matter how powerful your martial arts skills are, qi cannot become your body.”

Of course, he adjusted his strength. Seol-han staggered but got up again. Chang-jon shook his head.

“That’s it for today. You have to distinguish between spirit and arrogance. Rather than playing around like this, let’s focus on the training of the beginners-”

Seolhan rushed in. Changjon’s expression hardened and he let go of the spear.

“It’s all-purpose.”

Once again, the new form of creation disappeared and appeared behind Seolhan. It was intended to knock her out.

But this time, Seolhan reacted immediately, her hand already extended to Changjon.

How? He knew it immediately after thinking about it. Changjon felt a faint evil energy coming from his elbow.

‘Did you put it on when you got stabbed in the elbow a little while ago?’

As humans, we are more sensitive to our own energy than anything else. It is not qigong, but qi itself that we are most familiar with, just like our own body.

A smile formed on Changjon’s lips.

“Excellent.”

Bam! The White Witch’s fingertips touched Changjon’s armor. Of course, there was no piercing. It only created a small dent.

Still, it was the first stop. It had already been two months since I had come to the North.

Seolhan and Changjon stood still as if time had stopped. Changjon looked calmly into Seolhan’s undying gaze.

“Don’t lose your emotions.”

Advice from a general who has lived in the cold battlefield where everything freezes.

“When you open your eyes, when you eat, when you just walk, it’s those emotions that make you human. Whatever you become, whatever kind of person you become, don’t forget that.”

It was the first piece of advice that had nothing to do with martial arts or training. It was the first humane word from Changjon, who had treated him harshly for two months and not even treated him as a human being.

Just then, Seol-han fell down. Applause was heard from the other side.

“Wonderful. The last words are touching too. Is it love for one’s disciple?”

Changjon shook his head at the prince’s words.

“How can I accept a child who doesn’t learn my martial arts as my disciple? It just seems like we’re walking a similar path.”

“If that’s not a disciple, then what is it? If you teach, even a five-year-old child can become a master. So, what do you think? Is he worth teaching? Even his expression, which was dead at first, seems to have improved.”

“…He has talent. We need to help him so he doesn’t get consumed by his talent.”

There was no change in Changjon’s expression. The only thing the prince could see was the death statue.

There was no one who looked down on the prince who had been staying here for several months. In those two months, the prince had already killed two generals of these vicious barbarians.

“That’s true. It’s really amazing whether it’s because of the blood poison or because it’s an original ability. The more I look at it, the more interesting it becomes. It seems possible to become like you.”

The prince himself carefully lifted Seolhan’s body. Several soldiers exchanged glances and smiled meaningfully, but no one dared open their mouths.

Seolhonbaeknyeo looked at herself who had fainted and touched the collar of her clothes.

Memories in a dream. Now the world had to change again.

“This child is Your Majesty’s decision, and can be seen as Your Majesty’s weapon.”

But that wasn’t the case.

Originally, Changjon was supposed to be speaking while looking at the crown prince, but now he was looking straight at her.

This is the first time this has happened. Seol-han’s eyes widened.

“I hope you don’t end up like me.”

what.

With those words, Changjon smiled faintly. Have you ever seen him smile? Since those were the last words he heard while fainting, it could be seen as a realized imagination.

But every time Changjon spoke to the prince, there was not a single smile on his face.

When Seol-han was bewildered by the first experience, a crack appeared on Chang-jon’s body.

ah.

As expected, a nightmare.

The cracks that had formed near his chin were eating away at all of Changjon’s body. Wounds that had not existed at the time but had been created at the end were carved into his body, and blood flowed out of his seven holes.

Soon, the creation was transformed into dust and disappeared, and the snowy fields of the north were swallowed up by a giant shadow.

A terrible wave of magic, or rather a shadow. That shadow slowly strangled Seolhonbaeknyeo’s neck.

The killing energy of the Heavenly Horse, which was larger than the sky, pierced through Seolhonbaeknyeo’s body.

“ah.”

Finally, Seol-han opened her eyes. A teardrop flowed from her eye and down her face.