Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 106
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Chapter 106. Primordial Energy Pill Transformation (6)
It was hazy.
It seemed like I was aware that I wasn’t normal, yet also seemed unaware.
In my dreamlike state, someone spoke.
“You fool, if everyone became strong just by taking some elixirs, Jianghu would have become a world ruled by physicians. Why do you stray from the essence and obsess over heretical paths?”
Divine Physician wouldn’t understand. The resentment of someone without talent.
“Talent? Talent is important. But the studies of Muwang are deep and vast like the ocean. Even if you’re slow at first, if you enlighten yourself again and again, you too can eventually become part of that ocean. Why do you live only looking at the waves?”
When does enlightenment come? What exactly is realization? Wasn’t martial arts just martial arts?
“How can someone who doesn’t even know the Thousand Character Classic read the Four Books and Three Classics? How can someone who ignores all the mountain’s teachings and pursues only strength understand enlightenment? The moment you set foot on Moodang Mountain, you already became a child of the mountain. Yet while breathing the pure air of Moodang Mountain, you have grown more distant from Muwang than even the common people below the mountain.”
It was nothing but empty talk chasing clouds.
Martial arts is power, and power comes from arduous training.
If you repeatedly train hard but lack the talent to catch up to others, then from that point on, you must not be picky about means and methods.
“Both the talented and the ordinary become one in the mountain’s embrace. Mere physical talent loses its light beneath the nobility of one who studies with single-minded devotion.”
Perhaps I had known all along.
Divine Physician said he was called a dullard. He said he couldn’t grasp Muwang’s basic boxing techniques that others learned in one year, even after five years.
But fifteen years later, he defeated all his peers who had learned Muwang’s advanced martial arts using only the basic boxing technique, Taiji Quan.
A Taoist priest who truly understood Muwang’s martial arts.
That person who memorized thousands of Taoist scriptures and focused solely on Taiji Quan, instantly mastered all of Muwang Sect’s martial arts and rose to the position of sect leader.
That wasn’t all.
In that most fierce era in history, Divine Physician defeated the Four Evil Heretics and spread the righteous energy of the Taoist sect throughout the world.
Moreover, he was said to be the closest among the leadership with Gwangmyeong Mujon, who reigned as the youngest leader in Martial Alliance history.
And he wasn’t just any elder. Divine Physician defeated Shaolin and obtained the position of Grand Elder of the Martial Alliance, showing Muwang Sect’s dignity.
In martial arts history, the times when Muwang Sect stood above Shaolin Temple could be counted on one hand. Some say it was possible because Shaolin Temple showed the grace of stepping back, but in other words, wasn’t it because Divine Physician’s status was so high that even the world’s Shaolin yielded the Grand Elder position to him?
The master of Muwang martial arts who entered Moodang Mountain as a dullard and built up a legend.
The faded glory of the past that everyone now tries to ignore, secluded in some grotto on Moodang Mountain, pushed aside by his disciples.
Divine Physician’s stern voice could be heard.
“Do not fall into heretical paths. When a Taoist priest falls into heretical paths, they become tainted by evil ways faster than common people.”
I will not fall into evil ways! The path I walk is also not a heretical path!
I am a disciple of Muwang Sect.
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“Cough!”
Yeong Geom Jin In, who had regained consciousness, spat out a dry cough.
Divine Physician’s phantom voice lingered in his ears. Even in his confused state, he felt his stomach turn from indescribable emotions.
“Urgh!”
Maybe his stomach just hurt.
As he kept dry heaving, tears and snot flowed down his face.
Who would call this appearance an elder of Muwang?
“Huff! Huff! Wh, where is this…?”
“Did you sleep well?”
“Huh!”
Yeong Geom Jin In raised his head.
Bi, sitting on a fairly flat rock, was looking down at him.
And below that, Yang Hyo Myeong was kneeling with his head deeply bowed.
Yang Hyo Myeong’s face was truly a sight to behold.
His face had doubled in size from however much he’d been beaten. Looking at his eyes that had become thin as threads, it was questionable whether he could even identify objects.
“You, you bastard!”
He tried to get up quickly, but his body wouldn’t move.
‘Pressure points?!’
Yeong Geom Jin In hurriedly tried to circulate his Taiqing Energy.
“Ugh!”
Tremendous pain arose from his dantian.
It wasn’t a level he could endure or not. If he carelessly circulated his internal energy, his entire dantian might shatter.
“Huff huff! Th, this kind of pressure point technique…!”
A pressure point technique that could seal even a Muwang Sect elder’s dantian?
“I heard the general story.”
Yeong Geom Jin In’s face, which had been dripping with cold sweat, turned pale blue.
Moyong Bi, who had been quietly looking down at Yeong Geom Jin In, closed his eyes.
‘You fool, you pitiful fool.’
The miserable past of the great grand nephew who had been the original owner of this body was ultimately because of these bastards.
‘I’m sorry.’
Moyong Bi couldn’t help but sigh.
‘Perhaps you suffered much more than your sister who had Nine Yin Severed Meridians.’
The study of creating something like a dantian using vital energy, that is, innate qi, was called Ganwon Technique.
Precisely, the method of creating a dantian with innate qi was one stage of Ganwon Technique.
“Primordial Energy Pill Transformation?”
“…Yes.”
Yang Hyo Myeong’s voice was hoarse from being beaten so badly.
The eyes of Moyong Bi looking down at him began to contain increasingly terrifying heat.
Zing! Ziing!
Even though no demonic energy could be felt around, the Brain Gate True Energy was glowing.
Rising anger created gaps in his emotions. The Brain Gate True Energy rioted to enter through those gaps, and Moyong Bi forcibly held back the Brain Gate True Energy.
The moment the Brain Gate True Energy squeezed through the gaps in his heart, the area would become a sea of blood.
“I’ll confirm again.”
“…”
“You selected Moyong Bi as material for Ganwon Technique from the beginning. You don’t know the exact reason. Muwang Sect simply designated that child. Is that correct?”
“Y, yes.”
“But you couldn’t let anyone discover your connection to Muwang Sect. So you deceived him by saying Ganwon Technique was a Taoist training method capable of complete transformation, then lured the boy by suggesting you experiment together using the Martial Alliance entrance token as bait. Right?”
“…Yes.”
“You lied that Ganwon Technique was a dangerous method, but if successful, it was martial arts that could make one famous throughout the world. You told him that if he completed Ganwon Technique with your help, Moyong Bi could even become a disciple of Muwang Sect. Is this all correct?”
“Yes.”
“That means at that time, you already knew that Moyong Su Jeong, that child, had Nine Yin Severed Meridians.”
“Mu, Muwang Sect told me.”
Yeong Geom Jin In shouted without realizing it.
“Won’t you shut up!”
Thwack!
“Gaah!”
A flying stone broke his nose bone in one hit.
Moyong Bi asked again.
“So Muwang Sect was watching the Moyong Family?”
“It… seems so.”
“Let’s go back. Ganwon Technique, contrary to your lies, is incomplete study that no one has yet seen effects from or achieved completion. Is that correct?”
“Yes.”
“Those who learned Ganwon Technique suffer severe mental and physical disabilities, such as getting sick from vital energy damage or becoming unstable in personality and being swept up in madness! Is that correct?!”
His voice grew louder without him realizing it.
At the voice containing terrifying anger, Yang Hyo Myeong squeezed shut his narrowed eyes.
“Y, yes!”
“You too helped complete Ganwon Technique under Muwang’s orders! Because if you could truly complete Ganwon Technique, you could have your name entered in Muwang’s Taoist registry! Is this also correct?”
“Sob! I’m sorry!”
“I asked if it’s correct!”
“Yes, yes it is.”
Crack!
The rock surface was carved in the shape of fingers by his tremendous grip strength.
Moyong Bi, who was about to unleash a string of curses, gritted his teeth and looked up at the sky.
‘Damn it!’
The world is always harsh to the weak.
But the lives of his great grand nephews couldn’t be explained by simple harshness—they were filled with violence and torment.
Among them, Dae Ho’s son’s life was particularly tragic.
Though cautious and clever, he was still just a fourteen-year-old boy. At an age when he knew nothing of the world’s ways and should only be looking toward dreams and the future.
‘You foolish boy. Weren’t you wronged? Didn’t it hurt?’
The image of fourteen-year-old Moyong Bi, whom he had never seen, came to mind.
An innocent face that couldn’t hide his joy despite inner anxiety upon hearing Yang Hyo Myeong’s proposal.
A responsible child who couldn’t bear to voice his concerns lest others worry, who gladly volunteered to be Kang Won Gong’s test subject for the sake of his sister and family.
‘If you were Elder Brother’s bloodline, if you were Dae Ho’s child, if you were the brother of your sisters, you would never have regretted your choice even in the midst of pain.’
He was certain of it.
No matter how tempting the offer, it meant sacrificing his own body. It wasn’t something that could be attempted without considerable responsibility and familial love.
He could imagine the conversations between Moyong Bi, who grew increasingly violent and mad, and Su Hyang, filled with anxiety and worry.
‘Bring alcohol! Bring me alcohol, you damn girl!’
‘B-Brother! Stop it!’
‘Stop what! I’m fine! Bring me alcohol!’
‘Please!’
His fists naturally clenched with strength.
The crushed rock turned to powder.
‘This Great Grand Uncle has no face to show you.’
Among people who clicked their tongues without knowing the circumstances, the image of his great grand nephew giggling while guzzling alcohol appeared like a phantom. He could see the skinny young man who drank heavily while tears of anguish streamed down his face.
Whoosh.
The surging emotions gradually released his Infinite True Qi.
Under the suffocating aura, Yang Hyo Myeong trembled while prostrate, and Yeong Geom Jin In, who had been screaming, could only gulp his saliva.
A terrifying silence enveloped the forest.
Even the midwinter wind couldn’t dare penetrate this space.
How much time passed like this?
“Yang Hyo Myeong.”
“Yes!”
“That tonic soup you prepared actually had effects.”
“…Pardon?”
“Thanks to it, I maintained my body well. In any case, thanks to you, our Su Jeong endured well until I returned, so that contribution cannot be called small.”
His voice had become calm.
Despite the familiar voice under tremendous pressure, Yang Hyo Myeong hadn’t realized it was Moyong Bi.
Moyong Bi removed his hood and face covering.
“Gasp!”
Yang Hyo Myeong involuntarily stood up.
“You, you are?”
“I’ll send you off without pain.”
Bang!
Yang Hyo Myeong flew through the air from the merciless fist technique’s energy release and crashed into a tree.
His chest where he crashed became covered in blood. Around the spiral-shaped depression, broken bones protruded like wings.
It was instant death.
“You…!”
Yeong Geom Jin In, whose experience in Jianghu was shallow, saw a person kill another so easily for the first time.
Was the shock too great? Even knowing it was Moyong Bi, he felt fear rather than surprise.
“Yeong Geom, was it?”
“…?!”
“Just looking at you alone, I can tell how rotten the Wudang Sect has become in twenty years.”
Even in his fear, or perhaps because of it, these words were all the more emotionally provocative.
Yeong Geom Jin In lashed out desperately.
“Don’t insult the Wudang Sect! The great Wudang Sect is the world’s greatest sect! A nobody like you dares to insult…!”
“Did your master teach you thus?”
“…?”
“Did your master uncle, your grand master uncle teach you to obtain results even by using an innocent, dream-filled boy’s body if it would benefit the Wudang Sect?”
“…”
“It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call this demonic path beyond heretical path.”
“Sh-shut up!”
“If you’re so righteous, then why did you try to kill Yang Hyo Myeong? Why didn’t you proudly announce it to the world? Why didn’t you advertise asking if anyone wanted to try learning that damn technique called Kang Won Gong?”
Yeong Geom Jin In couldn’t say anything.
He knew the truth. That he was walking the wrong path.
He knew, but had been deliberately ignoring that fact.
Not just him, but all the radicals currently leading the Wudang Sect had been tainted by madness.
His master’s voice echoed in his ears like a hallucination.
“Originally, a white foundation is easily dyed with color. That’s why cultivation is important.”
Moisture gathered in Yeong Geom Jin In’s bloodshot eyes.
Moyong Bi grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.
“Winter nights are particularly long. Before this night ends, let’s have a cozy little chat.”
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