Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 38



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Against the poisonous dragon

The Seven Swordsman was gaining the audience’s support by spouting words that were as clear as the waters of the mountains. Dokgo Guwol was amazed that the author, who was a swordsman, could speak so well.

My respect and admiration for Dokgo Jinhan, my expectations for Dokgo Guwol, and my praise for Dokgo Gajin… none of it reached Dokgo Guwol’s ears.

My cousin was in front of me. He was standing unarmed at the Yongbongjihoe, holding a sword in his hand.

I saw Dokgo Gajin’s smile. I felt no emotion.

[If you’re not a burrower, what are you?]

Words from the night before.

[Do you think that the Red Line will spare you from Dokgo Kyung-han after just one defeat? If you live locked up in a world where no one sees you, doing nothing, what else is that but a prison?]

[You must know the secrets of your family. You must know who your uncle is, and you must have connections with your father, but you just swung your sword without doing anything. Do you think that is a proper life?]

It was a remark as sharp as a knife. Yongwoon spewed out words as sharp as a knife, to the point where he was foolish enough to expect comfort.

‘…Well, that’s very typical of you.’

“start!”

Despite the shout, the two did not move at all. The two later indexes of Dokgo Se-ga, who had put their swords down, just looked at each other.

“The Poisonous Sword that pierces the signs of a herbivore… Since both of them have learned it, are they unable to move?”

Dokgo Guwol, with his arms hanging down without even showing the beginning of his prey. Dokgo Gajin frowned.

‘What are you doing?’

Dokgo Guwol didn’t think about him.

[The enlightenment of Dokgo Jinhan is in your hands. You must have read the enlightenment of other ancestors until you are sick of it. Is there anything more you can gain from that?]

[…no.]

[Then why are you hesitating? Are you just watching the crows eat your body?]

[What are you doing?]

The last note was Dokgo Gajin’s. The sharp note that cut off Dokgo Guwol’s thoughts contained a reproach.

[Don’t think stupid thoughts.]

This transmission is from Dokgo Kyung-han. It was a transmission sent while sitting in the VIP seat and looking at Dokgo Gu-wol who was doing nothing.

Dokgo Guwol laughed in vain. Was this all that the highest of the Dokgo family had to offer?

Will death to these people be the end of my life?

Dokgo Guwol raised his sword. Dokgo Gajin smirked as the sword slowly rose upward.

That’s right.

Dokgo Gajin kicked the ground first. He swung his sword while watching Dokgo Guwol’s slow movements as he rose above his head.

Kaang!

Dokgo Gajin opened his eyes wide. What was flying was his sword. Even though his upper body was wide open and empty, Dokgo Guwol did not move and just swung his sword.

Dokgo Gajin, who stepped back in embarrassment, looked at Dokgo Guwol with trembling eyes.

‘Yeah… yeah, if I lose right away, people will start to doubt me-‘

“Don’t expect me to overlook it.”

Is that also acting?

No. Dokgo Gajin could tell. The cold anger in Dokgo Guwol’s eyes was clearly visible. Dokgo Gyeonghan’s eyes widened.

[Are you breaking your promise now!!!]

“Promises, as in…”

Dokgo Guwol laughed. Dokgo Gajin’s expression, Dokgo Kanghan’s urgent voice… It felt like even the chronic illness that had built up over the years was gone.

Dokgo Gajin’s face turned red.

[You, do you want to die?]

Ignored the sound.

“Are you sure you learned the Sword Breaking Style? It’s meaningless once the opponent’s sword is fully extended-”

Dokgo Guwol paused. From the moment he was completely stretched out, it was meaningless. As he uttered those words, something came to mind.

‘What is this?’

“Tch!”

Dokgo Gajin leaped again in anger. There was no need to keep waiting for the opponent to attack just because it was Dokgo Gugeom. The movements it made to cut down the one who was approaching him were also herbivorous.

Dokgo Gajin swung his sword again as he watched Dokgo Guwol blankly staring into space with a strange feeling.

The sword that drew a horizontal line was quite fast. Dokgo Guwol’s sword, which had not moved until it got close to his waist, was swung like a whip.

Kaaaaang!

A little behind the noise of iron clashing with iron, another loud crash of iron clashing was heard. It came from a little further away from the unarmed man, as a stray sword struck the ground.

Dokgo Gajin’s face turned extremely red. There was nothing more shameful for a prosecutor than losing his sword.

“What happened?”

I remembered the feeling itself. It was something that would come to mind someday. Dokgo Guwol took up his sword with a refreshing face that contrasted with Dokgo Gajin.

“Come back again.”

**

“It was very surprising. The difference between the Cheonjageom and his cousin was extreme. It was almost like a joke- ahem, no, it was like teaching him a lesson.”

“Isn’t the teaching correct? When I heard that the Cheonjageom was playing around and giving up his martial arts skills, I thought it was impossible, but of course it was something that should have happened.”

“I was wondering if the head of the Dokgo family would change, but that won’t happen. Dokgo Gyeong-han is a kind person. It would be natural for him to want his son to become the head of the family, but he taught the Cheonja Sword well.”

Dokgo Kyung-han tried hard to hold back his trembling hands. Anger. Hot anger was burning inside him.

How dare you…

The duel between Dokgo Gajin and Dokgo Guwol did not end for long. Dokgo Gajin, who gritted his teeth and charged forward, kept dropping his sword and falling like a pitiful dog, and even though he frequently got up and continued swinging his sword, Dokgo Guwol did not move a single step.

When Dokgo Gajin was about to surrender to his sense of defeat and shame, Dokgo Guwol rushed at him. Dokgo Gajin was unable to utter two words as he was blatantly aiming for his neck and flying his sword.

The result was a complete farce. The audience’s murmurings only increased Dokgo Kyung-han’s blood pressure.

[Contact the Cheon Sal Hoe (Heavenly Killing Society).]

[…Are you serious?]

[Don’t make me say it twice.]

The angry and murderous message was relayed to the vassal of Dokgo Se-ga. The old man, who was an elder, hesitated for a moment, but quickly turned around and left at the sight of Dokgo Gyeong-han’s murderous gaze.

‘You brought this upon yourself.’

The guilt quickly disappeared. Only the sticky emotions of inferiority and jealousy that had accompanied him throughout his life dominated Dokgo Kyung-han’s entire body.

“Where did you send it?”

It was the prince who suddenly asked him. Although the prince’s sudden question was embarrassing, Dokgo Kyunghan answered with the utmost courtesy.

“I sent it because I was worried that my son might be deeply emotionally wounded.”

“Is that so?”

It was the end. The prince, who had not even looked at Dokgo Kyung-han in the first place, immediately focused on unarming.

The ones standing unarmed were Yongun and Dang Huihan.

Yongwoon’s popularity was considerable. It couldn’t be otherwise.

Originally, the Yongbong Branch was a gathering of the entire sect, and an event to find those who stood out among the later incumbents – but in reality, it was closer to a show-off competition between prestigious sects.

It was a natural thing. They were the ones who had been trained by masters since childhood and had even consumed high-quality elixirs, with all sorts of insights and enlightenment added to them after over a thousand years of improvement.

The wall built up over time stood thick between the prestigious schools and ordinary people.

The one who crossed that wall was Yongwoon. A mysterious warrior who appeared from nowhere. His skills were considerable and his martial arts were also special.

Even asking for information about the opening was a mystery that was subject to first-class restrictions. All of his elements were enough to captivate the audience.

“…This guy is a total villain.”

Dang Hwi-han said in a shaky voice. Everything was annoying. The audience’s gaze, the murderous gaze of his father in the VIP seats, … even the dragon cloud before his eyes.

“What is that look in your eyes?”

Tang Hui-han asked with strength in his eyes. The way Yong-un looked at Tang Hui-han was infinitely warm.

I couldn’t help but feel annoyed. The insults he had inflicted with his hastily made poison kept coming to mind even as I lay in bed.

The advice, which was already annoying, was made even more embarrassing by the anger and fear towards Jang Han-baek sitting next to him, the shame of being in front of the Five Flowers, Mae-hwa-geom-bong, and the attention from the people gathered around.

…I’ll make you a mess of shit and vomit. With that thought in mind, Dang Hui-han glared at Yong-un.

“If you really are a pervert, I will take responsibility for you and make you a eunuch today.”

“what.”

“If not, then get rid of those disgusting eyes.”

Yongwoon nodded his head tremblingly. Blue? Who was I in love with?

Well, if I utter those words, it will be Dang Ho above, not Dang Hui Han, who will kill me painfully.

“Then, let’s begin!”

Their feet moved at the same time. Dang Hwi-han moved sideways, Yong-un moved forward. It was the right thing to do.

Dang Hui-han’s arm did not move. The arm that flowed along with his body was clearly empty, but-

The arrow flew towards Yongwoon’s forehead.

Pot-! I turned my head to avoid it. There was a secret there too.

Immediately, he put more strength into his neck and right foot. His body became lighter, and Yongwoon’s body turned around in the direction of his neck that had been slightly bent. It was as if there was no weight at all under his neck, and Yongwoon performed tricks in the air.

“…What.”

A strange movement. Yongun gently settled on the unarmed position. Dang Hui-han looked at it as if it was absurd.

“hmm.”

His memorization skills are also excellent. No, that’s only natural. Dangho was more proficient in memorization skills than in poison.

Good is good – Yongwoon’s feet moved silently. Even though he hit the ground hard, there was no sound, and Danghuihan also continued to avoid him and run away.

Tang Huihan’s two arms flashed, and countless dark energy poured down toward Yongwoon. Yongwoon quickly waved his hands covered in qi fire. The wall of dark energy collapsed.

Yongwoon approached again, but each time Dang Huihan ran away from him.

The compatibility between Tang Huihan and Yongun is the worst. Yongun can only display his martial arts skills at close range. This is because he has not yet mastered the art of qigong.

But the closer you get, the faster the secrets pour out. Even if you get closer, you are greeted by the poison of the Tang family, so the original compatibility was the worst.

Even in the confined space of unarmed combat, Dang Hui-han was not caught by Yong-un. The secret energy that kept pouring out was endless, and Dang Hui-han was at ease.

The dark energy was flying. It was slightly less than before. That was why Yongwoon wrapped his energy around his hand and struck the dark energy again.

“Idiot.”

Dang Hui-han laughed, and pop pop pop! All the secrets exploded. What spread was a red poisonous mist. Yong-un immediately held his breath and stepped back.

“joy.”

Dang Hui-han smiled with satisfaction.

The poison contained in the pill is Hongwaryudok (red frog oil poison). It is a poison made by refining the oil that comes from the scales of the red frog.

‘It’s a poison that is so addictive that it can be absorbed just by touching the skin. Even if you hold your breath, it’s too late.’

The poison spreads faster the more you move your body and expend energy. Dang Hui-han is now starting to approach.

Both hands flashed and a rain of secret energy poured down. Boom! Yongwoon stomped hard on the ground. With a squeak- sound, the floor of the unarmed jacket was torn off, and he kicked it hard.

A secret weapon was embedded in the wall made of floor. And then, it broke.

The secondary dark energy that poured down as if it had been expected was full of internal energy. Yongwoon quickly twisted his body to avoid the dark energy that had broken down the wall.

The movements were limp and boneless, but Dang Hui-han had already seen it.

A marble was thrown at a perfect location. I couldn’t dodge it. So I hit it with my hand.

If it contained a poison, it wouldn’t be enough to simply strike it away. The red-tinted hand waved violently, completely evaporating the bead.

Boom! Blood spurted out. It was Yongwoon’s blood. There was a small bead embedded in his shoulder blade.

“Ja-mo-hwan (mother-child pills)!”

Someone shouted from the audience.

The famous secret technique of Tangga, where a small bead is hidden behind a large bead and thrown. Yongwoon was struck by this exquisite technique.

Tang Huihan leisurely stopped walking. The poison was embedded in his body. The Yunnan black bee venom (雲南黑蜂毒) that was applied to the surface was probably spreading rapidly throughout his body through his bloodstream.

Neither the Hongwaryu poison nor the Yunnan black bee poison can kill a person, but both are enough to cause ‘shame’ by irritating the digestive system.

‘Now, you too will be called the Prince of Stool-‘

Dang Hui-han’s smile hardened. He moved his body violently. Using his Qi Fire, his internal energy also circulated through his blood vessels.

These two poisons are already addictive. Your legs should be shaking by now.

“Why… is it okay?”

Yongwoon calmly applied acupuncture to the wound to stop the bleeding. He stared intently at the iron ball that he had pulled out with his finger.

“Fortunately, not much has changed.”

Yongwoon felt relieved.

Well, it’s unlikely that martial arts will change in twenty years.

“Dokdo is as expected…”

Dang Hui-han’s eyes shook violently.