Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 150

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Chapter 150. What Takes Priority (5)

With that single statement, what tactics to devise going forward and what moves to make were instantly mapped out.

Sama Jin Gung nodded his head.

“I understand what you mean.”

Moyong Bi snorted dismissively.

“It’s troublesome if you keep showing such ambiguous behavior. I can tolerate it once or twice at first, but if trust gets damaged, we can’t work together.”

“In this matter, I certainly showed an unsightly side to Moyong Sohyeop. I apologize.”

Coming out so straightforwardly like this again raised trust once more.

Whatever else, Sama Jin Gung’s ability was real. He was acting this way because he didn’t yet know how to perfectly utilize what he had, but with more experience accumulated, he might really soar.

Moyong Bi crossed his arms and spoke.

“With the situation like this, training will be impossible for the time being.”

“That’s right. If by any chance it becomes known that I met with someone from the Moyong Family, the Mu Dang Faction will attack the Moyong Family first before the Hubei Branch.”

Given their temperament, that wouldn’t be too bad either.

If I were alone, I might have really caused trouble openly.

“If there’s anything you need help with, send the most trustworthy person to the Main Family House.”

“Before that, I’ll share progress updates in as short as two weeks, or at most within a month.”

“If you roughly estimate when I should step in, how long would it take?”

A sharp question.

Sama Jin Gung knew that this question from Moyong Bi wasn’t simple curiosity, but a question to test him.

Regardless of age, this was a monster who acknowledged defeat. Rather than feeling bad about it, he had to make his opponent acknowledge him.

After calculating for a moment, Sama Jin Gung carefully opened his mouth.

“At the shortest three months, at the longest it could exceed a year.”

The range of time was quite broad.

Moyong Bi nodded his head.

“Since we don’t know what variables might explode in the middle, that much is natural.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

“Think of ways to reduce variables.”

“I’ve already done so.”

He just lacked a bit of experience, but his mental processing speed alone was tremendous.

“I will use the Jegal Clan.”

Though I don’t know how he’ll use them, if he’s speaking so openly about it, there must be a method.

I have to trust this much and proceed.

“Good luck.”

That was the end of it.

Tedious farewells and such wouldn’t help either of them anyway. Right now it was better to save even a little time.

Moyong Bi thought so, and Sama Jin Gung felt the same way.

However, Sama Jin Gung still had something left to say.

“I have one request for you.”

“I trust you’ll make a request I can accept as a business partner.”

“Don’t you need a cook at home?”

“A cook?”

“That’s right.”

Moyong Bi, who was tilting his head wondering what this meant, suddenly snapped his fingers.

“Are you going to send that gentleman who was cooking at the inn back then?”

Sama Jin Gung felt his spine tingle.

“You knew?”

“Isn’t that obvious? You sent everyone else out but the cook didn’t leave. From what I could see, his martial arts seemed quite considerable too.”

It wasn’t just considerable level.

At least from Sama Jin Gung’s perspective, ‘that person’s’ martial arts were superior to Jeong Gal Ryun’s.

It was natural if you think about it. He was one of the masters who grew up in utmost secrecy even within the Sama Se Ga.

“That person is my uncle.”

“No wonder the temperament seemed similar.”

“At the same time, he’s the actual head of the Hubei Branch.”

This time, Moyong Bi couldn’t help but be surprised.

“Head? You mean the Alliance Leader?!”

“The current Alliance Leader is a puppet created by the Main Family House. My uncle personally taught him, and on site, the Hubei Branch is operated almost entirely according to my judgment.”

Moyong Bi was genuinely impressed.

“The Simas are truly terrifying. Just when did you start thinking of devouring the Martial Alliance?”

“…From a very long time ago.”

“Do you think it’s possible?”

“If the Former Alliance Leader had been there, it would have been absolutely impossible. There wouldn’t have been any reason to do so in the first place.”

Former Alliance Leader.

From that single statement, I could tell how Sama Jin Gung viewed the person called Moyong Cheon.

“It won’t be easy even now, will it? Of course, I don’t know anything about the current Martial Alliance situation.”

“Regarding the Martial Alliance’s circumstances, you can ask my uncle about that.”

He seemed certain that I would accept.

“Let me ask just one thing.”

“Please speak.”

“About coming in as a cook for the Main Family House. Is that your judgment? Or your uncle’s judgment?”

“It’s both of our judgment.”

Moyong Bi smiled.

“I’m leaving tomorrow, so if you’re coming together, tell him to come early.”

“Some preparation is needed. If you go first, he’ll arrive within ten days.”

“Then I’ll keep that in mind.”

The conversation proceeded swiftly.

The dialogue between the Former Martial Alliance Leader who grew through all kinds of big and small fights at the pinnacle of the martial world, and the genius from the Sama Se Ga whose intellect was second to none in Jianghu, had no blockages anywhere.

Sama Jin Gung turned his body.

“See you later.”

With those words, Sama Jin Gung disappeared.

When his presence had grown faint, Neung Hyeong opened his mouth.

“What?”

“What do you mean what.”

“Are you feeling some identity confusion since being reborn? Why are you so anxious about not being able to devour allies?”

“It’s not that I hate the Mu Dang Faction, but that I hate the current generation.”

“How frustratingly outrageous were those Taoist Disciples, who are worse than rice buckets that couldn’t read three letters in ten days, for you to be like this?”

Moyong Bi, who was about to say there was such a thing, soon changed his mind.

Though he wouldn’t be able to pull any tricks anyway, in fact, if you had to pick three people who hated the Mu Dang Faction most, Neung Hyeong would definitely be among them.

Even without the Blood Rage Demon Art, he wouldn’t even think of betraying.

Moyong Bi briefly explained what had happened.

“…Hah!”

Neung Hyeong unconsciously clicked his tongue.

“Those Taoist Priests sure have a thorough experimental spirit, don’t they? Those bastards had that kind of drive?”

Moyong Bi glared at Neung Hyeong with murderous eyes.

Neung Hyeong unconsciously flinched. It wasn’t strange that he was more sensitive than a woman before her period, since this had happened to the grandson of the Elder Brother he had adored.

“Anyway, those damn guys have changed a lot too.”

“There are just some who have changed.”

“Do you still believe that? It wasn’t just anyone, but your Great Grand Nephew who was sacrificed.”

“What I dislike is what I dislike, and what I must acknowledge is what I must acknowledge.”

Neung Hyeong thought.

The truly terrifying thing about this bastard is that mindset of his—being able to analyze situations coldly even while burning with rage.

There are many who are smarter than him, and there are those who fight better than him.

But being as cold-hearted as him wasn’t easy. How could someone who was even called the Mad Demon be like that?

From his perspective, not knowing about the Brain Gate Heart Technique, such questions would naturally arise.

He couldn’t know about Moyong Bi’s past—how he had strived even harder to face reality squarely in order to escape the curse of the Brain Gate Heart Technique and overcome that madness.

“By the way, you’re still as crafty as ever with your schemes. You don’t even know who the assassin is, yet you immediately point to the Wudang Sect as the culprit? What if the real culprit jumps out?”

“That would make things even more interesting.”

“What?”

“If the real culprit jumps out saying ‘I did it,’ I’d be able to read quite a few possibilities from that.”

Neung Hyeong, who was about to ask if that wouldn’t put that Sama Jin Gung fellow in danger, suddenly felt goosebumps rising.

“You don’t care what happens to your business partner, do you.”

“That would depend on the circumstances.”

“Ha! They made someone like you the Martial Alliance Leader? Those orthodox faction old fools really have no eye for people.”

“As you said, I’m living life on a tightrope. Right now, I’m busy enough just raising my kids.”

That was precisely why he had postponed his revenge.

“In the worst case, that guy might spill that you’re his partner.”

“That will absolutely never happen.”

“Why not?”

“You’re someone I have to suspect even though I know you won’t pull any tricks, but I don’t need to suspect him. If he were that type, he wouldn’t have extended his hand first.”

Neung Hyeong unconsciously shook his head. It wasn’t enough that he had lived in the same era as this bastard once—now he was going to live in the same era again. What a colorful life indeed.

“It’s not my place to say this, but you’re really a bad bastard.”

“I did know that you were a bad bastard.”

“Son of a bitch.”

“Stop worrying about useless things and get into position.”

“What?”

At that moment, Moyong Bi suddenly threw a punch.

Neung Hyeong was startled but dodged the strike with fluid movements.

“What the hell! Are you suddenly asking for a fight?!”

Moyong Bi continued his attack without a word.

Bang! Bang bang bang!

Starting with the Moyong Three-Form Fist, all sorts of flashy footwork and combat techniques began to overwhelm Neung Hyeong.

Neung Hyeong, who initially thought it might be a joke, had no choice but to get serious.

‘Has this bastard gone crazy!’

Ah, but he was already a madman, wasn’t he?

‘Even so!!’

He hurriedly deflected the punches and attempted to counterattack, but he still couldn’t properly use this body.

Moreover, this body hadn’t been trained with demonic energy. Even the internal energy he had was tightly bound by vicious pressure point techniques, so he couldn’t move as he intended.

In the end, Neung Hyeong had to fight with pure combat techniques without internal energy, while Moyong Bi ruthlessly pressured his opponent, occasionally mixing in internal energy.

A moment later.

Thud!

Neung Hyeong, who had taken two powerful consecutive hits to his chest and abdomen, collapsed to the floor.

“Cough! You, you bastard!”

Terrifying killing intent rose from Neung Hyeong’s truly enraged body.

“Are you really going to do things this way?”

“Stop talking nonsense and try thinking for once.”

“What crazy talk is this!”

“The martial arts based on demonic studies aren’t connecting properly, are they?”

“Of course not, you crazy bastard!”

Moyong Bi frowned.

“Do you really not know? I thought you would have realized it after all that punching.”

Neung Hyeong, who was about to unleash a string of curses thinking he was being mocked, suddenly hesitated.

“…Huh?”

“I understand your head is full of heat from the sudden ambush, but isn’t it too much for a master of your level to miss that just because you’re a bit angry? It’s your body, not mine.”

Neung Hyeong, who had been looking at Moyong Bi with a bewildered expression, soon closed his eyes and examined his interior.

A moment later.

“Damn!”

He jumped up, his face flushed with excitement.

“What, what is this body?!”

“What do you mean what.”

Moyong Bi said with an indifferent expression.

“It’s a body that can never learn demonic arts again.”

“How is this possible?!”

Neung Hyeong was so shocked that even his hands were trembling.

Moyong Bi continued.

“At first, I was in a hurry so I adjusted the major meridians to prevent you from learning demonic arts, but something seemed strange from then on. No matter how I look at it, your body is unfit as a vessel to contain the Reverse Heaven technique.”

“…?!”

“I couldn’t sense any traces of medicinal energy in the power accumulated in your dantian either. In other words, it’s purely accumulated power, but considering the age of this body, it’s incredibly deep. It’s a body naturally gifted for accumulating the Natural Order energy.”

“Gasp!”

“Even if it’s not one of those ridiculous bodies that gossips talk about like the Solar Body or Heavenly Martial Body, if you learned demonic arts, you’d suffer severe aftereffects like ruptured meridians or illness, making it impossible to live like a human.”

It meant he was born with a body that naturally absorbed the correct energy of nature well. In other words, he was the kind of talent that sects like Shaolin Temple or Wudang Sect—Buddhist or Taoist schools—would covet.

At least in terms of internal energy talent, he was at a level rarely found even in this generation.

Moyong Bi flicked his finger.

Snap snap snap!

The adjusted meridians instantly returned to their proper state.

“Congratulations. Now you can walk the righteous path.”

“Uh… uh…”

“Somehow I feel like I can trust you more now.”

Neung Hyeong’s face turned ashen with despair and devastation.

There’s a saying about being possessed by ghosts. Even wandering spirits don’t easily possess bodies that aren’t spiritually compatible.

Though there are many terms like soul summoning and reincarnation, ultimately even human souls cannot harmonize with unsuitable vessels.

Perhaps Neung Hyeong’s true nature was incompatible with the demonic path.

Though he himself wouldn’t want to believe it.

Moyong Bi turned around.

“We’ll depart tomorrow, so rest well. While reflecting on your past wrongdoings.”

Even after his nemesis entered the room, Neung Hyeong couldn’t move from that spot.

His face, staring blankly into empty air, looked somewhat aged.

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