Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 142
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Chapter 142. Who is the Slave (2)
“Young Master, you must have your revenge.”
Revenge? What revenge?
“Young Master, the divine being is watching over us. Purify the world with that sacredness.”
Is there really a god? I’ve never even seen one.
“Young Master, the divine being will surely descend. When you become the Palace Master in the future, only then will the divine seed sprout.”
Can’t we just live well among ourselves?
“Palace Master! This is not the time! We must quickly advance north and turn the Martial Alliance Main Headquarters into a sea of flames!”
What is this revenge you’re all crying out for? Where is the target of this revenge?
The divine being? Where is this divine seed? If it exists, what are you trying to do by making the divine being descend?
Was our purpose to destroy the Martial Alliance? You say the divine being is important? Those bastards make the divine being not want to descend?
Why the hell do we have to fight?!
“Palace Master, do not forget the resentment of us who have been persecuted. The reason you have been able to grow up well until now is all thanks to us.”
Damn old fools! Who ever wanted this kind of life?!
“The Palace Master is both the father of the Ten Thousand Disciples and a servant of the divine being. Before being a father, serve the divine will as a servant.”
I don’t know what this divine being is.
You resolve your own resentments. I don’t want to be a servant of the divine being or a father to the disciples.
“Do not forget the blood price of our ancestors. You must not forget the madness of revenge that cries out through the sacred blood flowing through the Palace Master’s veins.”
What my blood wants is one thing.
I just….
* * *
Pususu.
Stone dust falling from the ceiling tickled his head.
“…Ugh.”
Neung Hyeong, who opened his eyes with difficulty, immediately frowned. The throbbing pain from the back of his head seemed to have numbed even his neck.
“You’re awake.”
“Huk!”
Startled, Neung Hyeong raised his head.
Moyong Bi was there.
“You, you bastard!”
Neung Hyeong, who was about to curse, unconsciously swallowed his saliva.
The figure of Moyong Bi standing with his back to the light at the cave entrance resembled a ghost.
While his entire body was dyed in darkness, only his two eyes glowed bright blue. Truly, even the eyes of the most vicious ghost in the world would look gentle compared to those.
‘That, that vicious bastard!’
During the holy war that lasted nearly twenty years, the first time he met this bastard was during the final duel that took place at Tian Zi Mountain.
But he was familiar with him even before meeting him. Every piece of information that came in contained content about what the Martial Alliance Leader Moyong Cheon was doing.
Of course, familiarity didn’t become welcome.
This bastard was ten times more vicious and a hundred times more persistent than the rumors suggested.
Even at the moment his head was flying off, he thought this. If he wasn’t going to make him a host, he didn’t want to meet him again even in death.
But what was so amusing about this damn fate that it threw that vicious bastard in front of me again.
“Let me be honest.”
Ching.
When he leaned the spear against the wall, the sound of the stone wall and spear blade colliding sounded particularly eerie.
“Seeing you again like this is surprisingly pleasant.”
“I’m not pleased, you crazy bastard!”
The voice that burst out was full of resentful indignation.
Moyong Bi tilted his head.
“Somehow the atmosphere is a bit different from back then? Where did you sell that confidence that seemed like you could move even Tai Shan with your bare hands?”
How do you move Tai Shan with bare hands, you psychopath.
Neung Hyeong suppressed his rising anger and resentment and said.
“Why didn’t you kill me?”
That was the first question that came to mind.
No matter how many times he came back to life, this bastard would definitely try to kill him. Wasn’t that how all those Orthodox Faction old fools were?
Actually, considering he talked about second rounds and twentieth rounds, it was surprising his head was still attached.
“Don’t worry, I’ll kill you.”
“…Vicious bastard.”
“I’m vicious? You damn bastard who slithered back into this world again are more vicious.”
Neung Hyeong shouted angrily.
“Who wanted to come back?!”
“You seemed too happy for someone who didn’t want to?”
“….”
“Acting up when you’re happy.”
Looking at Moyong Bi’s smirking face, it seemed like if he coaxed him well, he might send him off with a displeased face telling him not to cause trouble in this life.
‘That’s not going to happen.’
The will of true masters is like steel. Even if they appear kind or playful on the outside, they don’t change their minds once set.
Both me and this bastard are like that.
“I thought we’d never see each other again even in death, but you and I have quite a persistent connection.”
“Use honorifics, you crazy bastard.”
Neung Hyeong grumbled. Since he was going to die anyway, he still wanted to be treated as an elder.
Moyong Bi said in a cold voice.
“What human rights does a bastard who turned all of Central Plains into a sea of flames have that I should use honorifics? Do you have any conscience?”
“That was…!”
It wasn’t the life I wanted.
Though he wanted to pour out his inner feelings, Neung Hyeong didn’t do so.
Everyone’s life is pretty much the same anyway. Everyone has circumstances they can’t talk about, and there’s no guarantee the other person will understand even if you explain everything in detail.
Rather than having pointless expectations, it’s better to just keep your mouth shut and live.
Neung Hyeong unconsciously let out a bitter laugh.
“Fine, just kill me.”
“I’ll kill you when the time comes, so stop whining and stay quiet.”
“You bastard! Can’t I even die as I please?!”
“If you really want to die, try biting your tongue or something.”
He says that knowing full well that biting your tongue doesn’t kill you.
Honestly, even if it could kill him, he didn’t want to commit suicide. It was a matter of human Neung Hyeong’s pride, regardless of life and death.
‘Damn it! And he’s sealed my internal energy amazingly well!’
He tried probing his dantian just in case, but his internal energy wouldn’t budge.
It was like being wrapped ten layers deep with iron chains as thick as thighs. Even among Sacred Blood Palace’s pressure point techniques, there was no sealing method this merciless.
“Don’t even think about using internal energy.”
“…Who said I would?”
“You were just trying to.”
His perception was truly the best in the world.
Moyong Bi crouched down in front of Neung Hyeong.
“You, why did you come back?”
“Shut up and kill me.”
“It’s strange, you know? Earlier you seemed to be overflowing with attachment to life, but now you seem desperate to die.”
“When I’m caught by you of all people, would I hope to live? Kill me, quickly.”
“Shall I tell you something?”
“Whether you say two things or ten things, just kill me.”
“I knew from the moment I first saw you. This guy, even though he’s outstanding, is simpler than I thought. Is it because you’ve lived your whole life without caring about others’ opinions? You reveal all your emotions honestly.”
Living without caring about others’ opinions?
How ridiculous. I’ve lived my entire life from birth only caring about others’ opinions.
‘Perhaps the moment I fought with you was the most free I’d ever been.’
Moyong Bi continued speaking.
“That’s how I can tell. You, no matter how I look at that resigned expression, it doesn’t seem like you can be revived again.”
“….”
“Let me correct that. You might be able to be revived again, but you don’t think so. Am I right?”
This is getting annoying now.
“Think whatever you want.”
“Good, I’ll think whatever I want. Anyway, if you die this time, it’s goodbye forever.”
Forever….
‘Damn it.’
They might as well not revive me again.
I felt choked up with unfairness for no reason. I thought only my pride remained in old age, but thinking about experiencing a life where I couldn’t achieve anything I wanted even after being revived made my eyes well up.
Neung Hyeong bit his lips.
If he had been alone, he might have really burst into tears, but he couldn’t do that in front of his life’s greatest nemesis.
“Even if you’re going to die, solve my curiosity before you die.”
“I refuse.”
“Didn’t you say something about preparing for a divine descent through me?”
Neung Hyeong was suddenly startled.
“How do you know that?”
“Do you have dementia? How do I know? I heard it because you rambled on about it.”
“You remember that?”
“Honestly, I had been living without remembering it, but the moment you awakened, it all came back. Now that I think about it, it makes me feel disgusted. What kind of behavior is this when we’re not even destined partners?”
What a truly terrifying guy.
Neung Hyeong unconsciously muttered.
“To even remember the Spirit Binding Incantation.”
“Spirit Binding Incantation?”
Oh no!
“N-no, that’s not it.”
“Spirit Binding Incantation… preparing for divine descent through me….”
Moyong Bi’s eyes lit up.
“You were trying to do something with my soul.”
Damn it!
“You don’t need to know.”
“But I’m perfectly fine right now. I was even revived. Did this perhaps fail?”
Neung Hyeong’s face reddened with excitement.
“I don’t know either, you bastard! Stop asking…!”
“Should I kill you? Before I make you unable to die or live properly, tell me to stop killing you.”
He’s more than capable of doing that.
Neung Hyeong decided to keep his mouth shut for a while.
Moyong Bi asked seriously.
“Fine, let’s say everything else is acceptable. Why specifically twenty years later?”
His resolution to keep quiet was quickly broken.
“T-twenty years later?”
“What? You didn’t even know that?”
“No, I thought at most five or six years had passed….”
“Aha? You thought it hadn’t been long since I died.”
“….”
“You, what do you actually know?”
Neung Hyeong gritted his teeth.
“You have the right to be arrogant since you killed me. But don’t humiliate me.”
“Then I’ll give you contempt instead.”
“Show respect, respect! How can you be so vulgar toward an opponent who is your nemesis?!”
“So why did you come back? Is it for world domination after all?”
“….”
“No matter how I look at it, that doesn’t seem to be the case. Though you’re definitely someone full of greed.”
“….”
“And you, why did you come to this place? Is this where you performed something like a soul-summoning ritual?”
Neung Hyeong glared at Moyong Bi silently.
Moyong Bi, who had been quietly observing Neung Hyeong’s face, let out a deep sigh.
“I see.”
“…?”
“You didn’t know you would come back to life either.”
Chills!
Am I too simple, or is this guy’s perception exceptionally great?
I couldn’t understand how he knew everything without me even saying anything. I can read expressions and reactions too, but literally just reading reactions – I can’t know what those reactions mean.
‘Did this guy learn Mind Reading Technique or something?’
Moyong Bi slowly stood up.
“Looking at you, it’s not that you won’t tell me, but you can’t tell me because you don’t know anything.”
“….”
“This is amazing, just amazing. How can someone who was the leader of the Demonic Path martial world be so ignorant?”
Neung Hyeong was angry.
“Does being a leader mean you have to know everything?”
“You should know what you need to know.”
“Fine, I’ll tell you! I never thought you would come back to life, and I never imagined I would be revived like this! Are you satisfied?”
“I already know that.”
“Damn it! At least if you’re a nemesis, you can hate me but don’t misunderstand me! I didn’t want a new life! I didn’t want to fall back into this damn Saba World either!”
“You seemed to be enjoying it too much for that.”
“After living my whole life being manipulated like an idiot, I finally got to live as I wanted – wouldn’t you be happy if you were me?!”
“…?!”
“I want to live like a human being too! The way I want, without caring about anyone’s opinions! I thought since I was revived anyway, I’d live to my heart’s content, but even heaven is heartless – how could it bring you right back in front of me? Is this what life is?!”
The resentment built up over a long time exploded in front of his nemesis.
Eventually, tears welled up in Neung Hyeong’s eyes.
He didn’t even realize he was shedding tears. He just wanted to pour out all his exploding emotions.
“If this was going to happen, why did you throw me into the world? Why is this damn fate so desperate to devour me? If you were going to kill me quietly, don’t say anything! Even after death, I couldn’t go to the Underworld and had to wait until you died! Is this what life is?!”
“….”
“I’d rather die! It’s better to die and fall into Hell! If I can’t live according to my will for even a single moment, then for eons…!”
“Hey.”
“Don’t interrupt when an adult is speaking, you bastard!”
Moyong Bi’s eyes lit up.
“Is what you said true?”
“You crazy bastard! Would I say something that’s not true?!”
“I’m asking if what you said about living while being manipulated is true.”
“…?”
“Does that mean you had no intention of living for Sacred Blood Palace?”
Neung Hyeong’s face immediately became awkward.
“…That’s not it.”
“It seems right though?”
“I said no.”
“Do you really have dementia? Why do you keep going back and forth?”
“….”
“Fine.”
Moyong Bi sat down heavily again.
“I’ll become your mental health counselor.”
“Crazy bastard.”
“It’s only for a very short time anyway, and you’re going to die, so spill everything.”
Neung Hyeong’s ears perked up.
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