Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 61



Only Noblemtl

Flying Dragon Society

What happened? Everything was done under Yongwoon’s thorough calculations. While participating in the Yongbongjihoe, Yongwoon showed off many martial arts. The one he showed the most in the preliminaries was Geumnasu, and when he faced those from Jamryongbang in the main competition, he showed the Karphwasu.

The point of acupuncture that combines karma is fatal in itself. In the blood vessel, the qi and blood are the gates through which energy is absorbed and released into and out of the body. Therefore, it is more advantageous for the development of the disease.

It was a martial art between acupuncture and stimulating the bow.

However, point acupuncture is not a martial art that simply blocks blood vessels. Just like playing with the body of a poisonous dragon or hardening the body of Nakcheonhong. The effects of point acupuncture vary greatly depending on which acupuncture points are blocked and in what order.

Yongwoon had not really shown off that true acupuncture point, but it was originally the martial art that Yongwoon, the demon, was most confident in.

Uphwasu, Geumnasoo, Gwiryeongbo… none of those things can keep up with the achievements of Jeomhyeol. Of course. Yongun was a doctor, and Jeomhyeol was the doctor’s main job.

The increased skill from the Heavenly Demonic Power gave the White Witch an opening. Using that opening, he crushed her left arm.

Every drop of water was always mixed with karma, and since that was the White Witch’s weakness, she was also most wary of karma.

That’s why, even though the energy of the evil spirit was removed, she was not wary of Yongwoon’s fingers touching her body.

I checked in advance whether acupuncture was possible. When I crushed her left arm with my fist, I could see her acupuncture points. Even after becoming a Seolhon Shinnyeo, the condition of her acupuncture points was the same.

Also, after the mysterious ice attached to her left arm and healed the wound, when she grabbed the hand that she had swung with Baekrangmu, she realized that the internal wound inside it had not completely healed. That was why she used acupuncture.

Of course, it was most useful to block the opponent’s blood vessels by inserting energy, but it was enough to stimulate them with an appropriate amount of force. As long as you had the right order, the right pressure, and the right skills.

The magician’s acupuncture could even control the time of death. His skill, which even deceived the unity of heaven and man, had several records of people dying after several months of acupuncture.

Is it just death? The ways to use acupuncture were endless. Making someone die while standing, changing the nerves in their feet and hands, exploding their body as soon as they breathe… The magician’s acupuncture was close to magic.

It just wasn’t shown because there was no need to show it.

The secret stories unknown to the world of martial arts and the funerals of several deceased people were the achievements of the hands of the demon doctor long ago.

The fallen White Witch checked her body. At what point?

Since I knew that the foot massage was touching the blood vessels, I checked the condition of my body throughout the fight. All the points that my index finger had touched were fine.

but.

At the moment when he used his last energy, when the nobleman stabbed his index finger, which contained no strength, into his chest, the blood vessels in his entire body twisted. As if he had been waiting, as if he had untied the last string of a knot, the blood and energy burst and the pulse was cut off.

“I didn’t kill him.”

Yongwoon spoke while puncturing my wound. Even he was panting. At the last exit, his side burst and cold and yin permeated his entire body. He continued to speak while carefully operating the karma water.

“Think of it as a reward for the great change.”

As he said that, Yongwoon looked up. At the VIP seat.

Anyone who saw Poonggae was smiling so hard that the corners of his mouth were hanging from his ears, and Geomseon’s eyes were also forming a sharp line.

The nobles of other sects, especially Sega, had only a glimmer of caution in their eyes. The best talent of the Jamryongbang, who was from the wild, and the new face of the Jeongpa. It meant that a new force could emerge.

What about the prince?

Surprisingly, he was laughing. What was he laughing at? The prince was laughing loudly and clapping his hands.

“It was a great fight. I’m really looking forward to the future together of you two.”

‘What are you thinking?’

Poong-gae only looked at Yong-un and rolled his eyes. Of course, he was proud of Yong-un, but most of his attention was focused on the prince.

Can you laugh? The Hwangryongmun is a declaration of war against the world of martial arts. Such ambitious ambitions are beautifully broken in the end. But why are you laughing?

Of course, he came from Beijing, where he could wipe out three generations of his family with his three-inch tongue. It would be easy to hide his expression.

But why…

“Excellent.”

Geomseon stood up from his seat. He looked at Yongwoon without hiding his smile.

He is a treasure. It is a pity that the legend is not purely political. We will have to wait and see what happens next, but for now, it is certain that he has blocked the prince’s plan.

If Han Baek had lost to the White Witch… the repercussions would have been terrible.

“Gwisu Gongja Yongun, I would like to congratulate everyone on becoming the new Yongbongjihoe winner.”

Although it was a word directed at everyone, the intention of the swordsman was directed at the other political parties next to me. They also knew this, so they stood up and applauded without saying anything.

Waaa …

The cheers were loud. Yongwoon closed his eyes and savored it. Jang Hanbaek’s expression suddenly distorted, and Dokgo Guwol smiled.

At this moment, it was right to congratulate my friend.

‘The silent monk’s expression is fierce.’

It wasn’t just that he felt it. Yakshabul was muttering with his eyes closed as usual, but Muteonseung was tightly shutting his eyes and narrowing his brows.

“Did I eat something wrong?”

Dang Hui-han, who was looking at it with a trembling expression, sighed.

‘What should I do with my body…’

The long lecture of the swordsman followed. As he was a Taoist who had attained the Way, many martial artists listened to the lecture itself because it could provide some kind of enlightenment, but Yongwoon closed his ears and focused on treating his internal injuries.

The Taoist’s lecture was long and boring. When it was over, the sword master looked beside me and said:

“Your Highness, does your Highness have anything to say?”

The prince rose from his seat.

“It was a great competition.”

There was not a single false note in his smile as he spoke. It was as if he had no problem with the fact that the unmanned troops he had brought were defeated, and that he was truly enjoying himself. This smile made the people in the audience praise his boldness.

“The numerous knights of the Jeongpa clan display their martial arts and show their chivalry, so they will truly become an example to all martial artists.”

The White Witch pulled herself together. Her eyes were still bloodshot and bloodshot, and she was still reeling, but she quietly got up and walked out unarmed.

The prince glanced at her and turned his head away with a smile.

“As I said, I also brought a reward. Unfortunately, the first prize has already been given away, so I can’t announce it. Right?”

You were aiming for this? Huh, Yongwoon nodded with a smile.

“The Daehwandan that His Highness the Crown Prince gave me was a great help.”

The Great Hwandan! The audience stirred at those words. It was a special elixir. The Summoning Dang, the top prize of the Yongbongjihoe, was an elixir that was a degraded version of the Great Hwandan known to all martial artists.

There was a lot of talk. You brought that great fortune? Then did Prince Gwisoo enter the Hwangryongmun?

The wide-eyed Punggae shook his head.

‘It didn’t have any meaning in the first place.’

The Summoning Corps is the first-class reward. The Prince’s is the Grand Transformation Corps. From that point on… there was a huge difference.

“Yes, it’s a shame you didn’t enter the Hwangryongmun Gate, but I don’t regret giving it to you.”

Then the gossip turned into praise for the prince. It was not normal for someone who would not even enter one’s sect to be so carelessly given a special elixir.

“…no.”

Some said in admiration.

“Surely the Hwangryongmun is overflowing with such resources…”

There is no way that the Great Transformation will overflow. However, there is certainly room for it. The eyes of the savages wavered.

“I think it would be disrespectful to the Jeongpa Alliance, so I will deliver my other awards separately. Lastly… I really enjoyed watching this wonderful competition.”

The prince who said so looked at the swordsman while holding a very small lottery ticket. A lottery ticket. It was the posture that the guests made when they first saw the prince.

“It is an honor.”

The swordsman also took the lottery and received it.

‘A big storm is going to blow in Gangho…’

With worry and concern, Geomseon shouted loudly.

“Then there will be an awards ceremony!”

**

A warm light spread out. A warm and spiritual energy like the morning sunlight flowed and filled the rooms of the villa.

Seongmuha gulped and looked at the scene. It was the Summoning Squad. That rare elixir that I had only seen once in my entire life working in the medical office was now being used as a treatment medicine right before my eyes.

Yongwoon, who had placed the summoning device in Nam Gyu-rin’s mouth, closed his eyes and concentrated as much as possible. There couldn’t be even a single inch of error. This was the summoning device. This would wake Gyu-rin up and become her destiny.

Yongwoon, who had a history of leading the Great Hwandan, easily circulated the submissive energy of the Summoning Sect throughout Gyurin’s body.

The energy that was absolutely lacking was restored, the veins that had been drying up gradually regained their vitality, and even the skin that had been as pale as a corpse became vibrant.

‘If you do well, you might even be able to get into the Ogijowon.’

Next is what Gyu-rin and the Hwasan faction should do. I heard that the Hwasan faction had dispatched an elder in a hurry. Since I didn’t trust the Mengjian troop, I asked Geom-seon to move Gyu-rin to her villa.

Although the Inspector General did not take any action against the Mengjian Group, he did his best to ensure Gyu-rin’s safety. There was always a bodyguard in front of her villa.

Now, Yongwoon came to the villa right after the ceremony ended. Geomseon understood that he was leaving the long awards ceremony with only the summoning ceremony.

Gyurin’s skin turned red, and her breathing gradually became deeper. Woof! With the last sound, all the golden light seeped into her.

Rather, it was Yongwoon who was pale. He ran straight to her without even being able to fully control his internal injuries.

“Thank you for your hard work!”

Seongmuha said this while handing me a towel. His eyes were filled with utmost respect.

“How much time has passed?”

“It’s only been an hour since you arrived! Hey, at least sleep-”

“Okay. Come out. I have something to tell you too.”

As I came out of the room, the ones waiting for me were Mukseong Jang Hanbaek and Cheonjageom Dokgo Guwol.

Jang Han-baek nodded as if he knew just by looking at Yong-un’s expression. Dokgo Gu-wol also scratched his head and opened his mouth.

“Thank goodness. Are you going to have a celebration party or something? I’m ready to drink, though.”

The look in Dokgo Guwol’s eyes as he spoke those words while whining was even deeper than before his fight with Gyu-rin.

He was the one who embodied my father’s wisdom. His prayers, which had been mastered in the new Dokgogugeom, were also more stable than before.

Mukseong frowned.

“Shouldn’t you be worried about your life first?”

It is not wrong. Dokgo Guwol has crossed the line. Right now, all of Yongbongjihoe’s attention is on Yongwoon, but Dokgo Gyeonghan will not be distracted by that.

Dokgo Guwol shrugged his shoulders.

“Your Majesty the Great is truly a very affectionate being. Are you worried about me?”

“Sick.”

“You don’t have to worry. I’ve already asked Abok to make arrangements. No.”

Dokgo Guwol looked at Yongwoon and said.

“The arrangements have become easier thanks to you. I don’t know if you’ll like it though.”

“hmm.”

Yongwoon also knew what the arrangement was. He wasn’t particularly worried.

I could have died without asking any questions, but I had a plan.

“By the way, what is the hero doing right now? Do you know how many people there are in front of your villa?”

Indeed, that was true. A young master from the wild with no connections. There were many who wanted to bring such a master into their school or family.

There were even noble vassals of the three families who came to see the Yongbongjihoe after hearing the news of the Duke of Gwisoo. Silence was in an uproar.

“I heard there are a lot of marriage proposals. They say that Gunwoonghoe and Pocheonbang are also interested.”

“No work.”

As Yongwoon opened the closet door after saying something like that, Ahbok and Socheonhong, who had been hiding, were hiding inside.

As the closet door opened, the rotten stench of the beggars that had been blocked for so long filled the room. Mukseong and Dokgo Guwol frowned at the same time.

He waved his hand with an awkward smile. It was Socheonhong, whose smell had become even worse since meeting Punggae.

“Hello… how are you?”

Everyone except Seongmuha was indifferent. This was because they had already noticed that he was there.

So Cheon-hong laughed, scratching the back of his head.

“Well, there shouldn’t be any beggars nearby while I’m getting treatment…”

‘It’s not working after all.’

The art of hiding in the open is comparable to that of killing. Just in case! I tried it once. Socheonhong tried hard to hide his shame.

Yongwoon, who had been looking at it pitifully for a moment, took something out of his arms.

“It’s a celebration, but I have a proposal to make first.”

What Yongwoon took out were several coins. Yongwoon placed all of the coins on his left palm, and pressed the surface of one coin with his reddened thumb from the karma.

CHICK – The sound of hot iron crackling rang out.

“Shall we form our own club?”