Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 8



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Seeing the poison of my past life (3)

What does Yongwoon need now?

He had already decided on his path in life. A life as a martial artist, not as a member of the National Assembly. He wanted to reach the pinnacle of his martial arts skills, ascend to the heavens, and live a life where no one would threaten or despise him.

But the current Yongwoon hasn’t even reached the starting point yet. He doesn’t have any internal energy, martial arts, or a body.

The house of Yong-un, the ghost prince, was a poorly renovated warehouse. He grew up under the indifference of his father and the bullying of his brothers and blood relatives, and there were no proper meals or teachings.

So his body was very thin and his blood vessels were not in good condition. He learned crude methods from books without a teacher, so his blood vessels were blocked by turbid energy and he suffered frequent injuries.

It was easy to destroy Cheongmumun. Those who had fought for their lives with Gu Hui-yong were not in a normal state, even up to the head of the clan. On the contrary, defeating Gong Ha-don was more difficult.

It was almost a miracle that he had defeated the realm of the external world with such a body. It was a fight that was possible only with the memories of the demon who had reached the realm of the Five Elements.

A rough body, a starting line that couldn’t be crossed. Yongwoon wasn’t impatient.

As soon as I finish this, I’ll be able to run and hit in no time.

“It’s a shame that there’s no commentary in Gwangseo… It’s a remote area like this. I have to go to the Central Plains quickly.”

Yongwoon, who was talking to himself, lifted his spit. The tip of the spit heated by fire was glowing red.

“So, how about getting up quickly?”

Yongwoon said this while looking at the face of the Iron Lord who had not yet woken up.

“Even if it weren’t for my circumstances, one of your brothers or sons might die soon.”

**

“Are you here?”

Inside the room that was originally his, not the master’s room. Uncle Cheol, who was working, happily welcomed his nephew.

“I’m sorry for calling you here when you must have been upset.”

“…No. If it’s something that your uncle is worried about, there’s no reason to delay.”

Even though he saw Cheolhakjae’s face looking a bit pale, his uncle didn’t think much of it. He thought it was because those who had been following him had revealed their true colors.

“Don’t worry about it. If Cheolga comes back, these people won’t be able to say anything.”

“…yes.”

“Big,” said my uncle, clearing his throat.

“The reason I called you today is… to discuss the future course of the Cheolga family.”

“Walk, you say?”

“That’s right. Since my brother fell into critical condition, I tried to continue his original intentions as much as possible, but… As you know, the atmosphere in Guangxi Province is currently unstable. Even if we leave out the Cheolga incident.”

Philosopher Jae agreed with his uncle’s words.

“It’s called the Alliance of Evil Ways.”

The Alliance of Evil Paths. An alliance of evil sects formed during the Great Rebellion of Tian Hong. Along with the Righteous Sect Alliance and the Demonic Cult, this great alliance that divides the Central Plains into three has recently been rumored to be interested in Guangxi Province.

“That idiot who committed suicide by killing Talhon Nanggeun said he would become the branch manager of the Guangxi branch, but I don’t believe it. The Sado-ryeon that I’ve seen… is not the type of person to give a position to such a wretch.”

“But isn’t it true that Talhon Nanggeun entered the Sadoyeon? It’s also true that the status of the Black Path martial arts world has not been good since they entered the Sadoyeon.”

“If you go on a journey to the world of martial arts, you will know. There are many people like Talhon Nanggeun in the Sado-ryeon. He is definitely not a branch manager. He will probably come separately from the Central Plains. If possible, it would be good if he is a member of the Paechondan (覇天團).”

The uncle who was talking about the Sado-ryeon seemed to be worried about Cheol-ga’s safety. So Cheol-hak-jae just swallowed his saliva.

“Anyway, my argument is this. How about we open up our relationship with Sado-ryeon while we’re at it?”

Philosopher’s eyes widened.

Guangxi was very far from the central plains, the center of martial arts. They were not treated like the Nanman or other barbarians below, but they were only slightly better.

Even the language and customs were closer to Nanman than to Beijing and were influenced by it, so in reality, the Guangxi martial arts world did not receive much attention.

That’s why it was far from being right or wrong. Most of the Sega and sects were no different from gray sects. The only thing they rejected was magic.

They pursued righteousness, but when they saw profit, they rushed at it like a tiger. The Guangxi martial arts world was a place where the line between the righteous and evil factions was blurred, and they could change their masks at any time.

His uncle’s words were to get away from that gray area and join a sect close to the Apostolic Society. Cheolhakjae had a reason to be surprised by that.

“Are you saying that you are going against your father’s will?”

This is because the Guangxi Iron and Steel Company was strictly oriented toward the political party. Even in Guangxi, where the boundaries between colors are blurred, the Iron and Steel Company was oriented toward the political party and helped the people. They only received half the amount of protection tax as the Daeung Window and other powerful families, so they were well-received by the people.

It was all the meaning of the current Guangxi Iron Family’s iron policy. He was a man of martial arts who was widely known in Guangxi, and he stood out and reached the realm of the Three Flowers and the End at a young age. He was currently at the realm of the Ogijowon that no one could surpass.

In the bloody world of martial arts where the law of the jungle is prevalent, strength was needed to get one’s way, so Cheoljicheok and Cheolhakjae’s father used that strength to demonstrate their will to be righteous.

His uncle’s expression was indeed dark. However, Cheolhakjae had a hard time deciding whether to believe that expression or not.

“I understand your intentions, big brother. I have also thought it was right. But isn’t this the situation? The Sado League will arrive in Guangxi faster than the Zhengpa Alliance, and the current situation in Cheolga is very bad. Shouldn’t we hold on to the rope even if it’s dirty?”

“Even though my father has been in critical condition for half a year, the reason the Cheolga still has power is because of the popular support it has accumulated over the years. That’s why the other sects in Guangxi are keeping an eye on it. If the Cheolga suddenly makes contact with the Sadoryeon here… the popular support will quickly turn.”

“I know that too. But the public sentiment of the martial arts world disappears when a sword is put to my throat. Don’t you know that the threshold of the iron gate is gradually covered with dust? The people’s livelihood is already fading away. It is time for the iron gate to survive.”

“Do you really think that uncle will reach out to that black-haired parasite who is like a scapegoat? He must have wiped out more than five families just for fun! Even if he takes a sword in the hand I offer, he will be killed!”

“Don’t underestimate Talhon Nanggeun. I also think of him as a parasite, but I haven’t forgotten that he killed Yeopchamgyeom (葉斬劍) with the realm of the external appearance. He was able to enter the Sadoyeon because he was a master who defeated the Samhwachwijeongdo.”

“But, uncle!”

“It’s for the Iron House!”

The first scolding I gave to my nephew. Cheolhakjae’s eyes darkened.

Cheolhakjae, who had been silent for a moment, spoke slowly.

“I understand what you are saying, uncle. It must be for the safety of the iron family.”

My uncle’s face brightened a little. It seemed as if Cheolhakjae was going to follow my words.

“But don’t worry. Your father will open his eyes now.”

“What?”

The uncle’s eyes widened. Cheolhakjae quietly looked into his face.

“The dragon that came in with me… The Great One is currently treating my father. From what I can see, he seems to have been poisoned.”

“That beggarly man? Do you believe that?”

“I have no choice but to believe you. Since you have shown extraordinary medical skills. Also… wouldn’t you tell me the name of the poison?”

Philosopher Jae said indifferently.

“Geumjeopdok. It is said that it is a poison that can only be found in Sacheondangga. Do you have any idea?”

After the slow-ending words, the room became quiet for a moment. The atmosphere that settled with the silence felt like a treasure trove.

“Are you… doubting me?”

“It is a self-evident fact that the only one who went to Sacheon on a journey to the world of martial arts was my uncle. Furthermore, the one who could poison my father was my uncle, so how could I not be suspicious?”

Philosopher Jae closed his eyes.

In fact, he didn’t completely trust Yongwoon. No, it wasn’t that he didn’t trust him, it was more like he trusted his uncle. Believing in Yongwoon and his uncle at the same time. It was contradictory, but that was the human heart.

I hope it doesn’t turn out like Yong Daehyeop said.

My uncle’s expression was extremely calm. No, it was almost expressionless. Now that midnight was approaching, his expression, combined with the darkness of the room, was becoming eerie.

“It’s really disappointing. You trust a guy you’ve only known for a day, who may or may not be a member of the National Assembly, but you don’t trust your own uncle.”

“He is the one who discovered the illness of Wuping that even the best doctor in Guangxi did not know about. There is no reason not to believe him. Also, there is nothing to lose by believing him.”

“No harm done?”

“I have already told the servant that I personally guided Yong Daein to his room. The only people who know that Yong Daein is currently treating my father are my uncle, me, Yong Daein, and Mu-pyeong.”

“so?”

“Please stay in this room with me until the sun rises.”

Please. Philosopher Jae prayed earnestly in his heart.

“With that much time, your father will be fully recovered and will be able to regain some of his energy. Until then, you can just stay here.”

“What a foolish idea. If he can survive, you and I are basically tied up.”

“I didn’t tell the Great Dragon, but that’s why I left Mu-pyeong outside. Mu-pyeong’s martial arts skills are far superior to mine, so I was able to at least prepare a minimum defense. So please, stay here.”

This was the plan that Yongun told Cheolhakjae.

[Tell me everything. That I discovered what the poison was, that I could cure it, that I suspected your uncle.]

[Doesn’t that make sense? If my uncle… were to kill me, things would go wrong.]

[You just have to hold onto him. If you hold onto him without telling anyone else, and only telling him, everything will be resolved.]

[…]

[If your uncle is innocent, the best power of the Iron Family will be your power. You just have to buy time. Well, you don’t have to buy time, you can tell just by looking at his expression.]

[What do you mean?]

[You’ll get the feeling. The human face expresses emotions better than you think. You’ll get it.]

Philosopher Jae closed his eyes. It wasn’t because he didn’t want to see.

Because I had already seen it.

“I’m sorry.”

bang!

The new form of the Philosopher’s Stone collapsed. My uncle’s surprise attack from close range. Even if it was a spear instead of a sword, it was a direct hit.

He got up from his seat and muttered slowly as he watched the philosopher fall.

“I didn’t know Hakjae was this smart… If I had known this would happen, it might not have been so bad to believe him…”

As his uncle slowly reached for the doorknob to leave the room, Cheolhakjae grabbed his ankle.

“Where… are you going?”

I didn’t faint. I knew it the moment I saw his expression.

The eyes of Philosopher Jae, who was lying face down and only had his head raised, were filled with anger.

He said, chewing his lips that were full of the taste of blood.

“The sun hasn’t risen yet.”