Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 205
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Chapter 205. Connecting Past and Present (5)
Neung Hyeong, who had sprawled out on the wooden platform in front of his residence, looked up at the sky with a troubled expression.
“Damn sky is annoyingly clear.”
The sky was always contrary to his mood. When he was happy, it was gloomy, and when he was troubled, it was excessively clear.
Today too, the sky did not betray him.
How long had he been looking up at the sky like that?
Neung Hyeong spoke calmly.
“If you’re here, stop being cautious and come in.”
As if he had been waiting, Guo Lao walked toward the platform.
Neung Hyeong asked without even turning his head.
“What business do you have?”
“I’m contemplating whether to cut your throat or not.”
“You’re talking nonsense. Are you still having the same thoughts you had when I was holed up in this tiny corner of a house?”
“Because Young Master doesn’t want you to die.”
“So the reason I’m still alive is thanks to that bastard? I’m so grateful I could cry.”
“If it weren’t for Young Master, I would have torn your body into ten thousand pieces to appease the grudges of my comrades who died unjustly.”
A cold sneer appeared on Neung Hyeong’s face.
“How many people in this world die and live unjustly? It’s nothing new.”
Though it was a provocative statement, Guo Lao didn’t get angry.
“Move over.”
“Stop talking nonsense and get lost.”
“My legs hurt, so move over. I need to sit.”
Neung Hyeong frowned and raised his upper body.
“What? If you have something to say, say it comfortably. Since when did you start being considerate of me?”
“I’ve never been considerate of you, and it’s the same now.”
Neung Hyeong, who had been staring at Guo Lao intently, for some reason obediently moved aside and sat down.
Guo Lao sat at the end of the platform, tapping his legs as he spoke.
“The sky is nice.”
“….”
“How was the trip to the Central Plains?”
“I had a hard time cleaning up after my junior.”
“It seems you were quite helpful in your own way.”
“That bastard would have died if it weren’t for me.”
Guo Lao smiled coldly.
“He’s not someone who would live or die because of you alone.”
“So why did you come?”
“Will you answer honestly?”
“Ask your question, you limping bastard.”
“Are you in cahoots with the demons?”
Neung Hyeong’s face crumpled.
“What kind of bullshit is that all of a sudden?”
“Answer me.”
“…Is that something to say to me, who just came back from chasing after my junior’s ass and cutting off the heads of his descendants?”
“I’m not certain about anything regarding you. Who knows, maybe you’re using mystical arts to eliminate Young Master.”
“Don’t you think that’s a statement that severely undermines your Young Master’s judgment?”
Guo Lao’s cold expression softened a little.
“Well, Young Master was the one who approached you first.”
“Stupid bastard. But why are you suddenly asking that?”
Guo Lao turned his head again.
Tension began to appear on his face as he looked around the residence.
“A murder case broke out at Ten Swords Gate.”
“So what about it?”
“The perpetrator of the murder case was shouting about the revival of the Sacred Blood.”
Neung Hyeong was startled.
“Revival of the Sacred Blood? A demon appeared again?”
“It wasn’t a demon.”
“What do you mean?”
“He hadn’t learned demonic arts. He was an ordinary disciple of Ten Swords Gate. Just an average swordsman with nothing particularly impressive martial arts.”
“…Such an ordinary guy mentioned the Sacred Blood?”
“That man killed Hwang In Hwa, the blood relative of the Ten Swords Sect Leader.”
Neung Hyeong was inwardly greatly surprised.
He had already heard everything about Ten Swords Gate from Moyong Bi, including the bad blood with the Hong Clan Sword Family.
“Hwang In Hwa, isn’t that the… the girl who tried to strip my junior and got hit hard in the back of the head?”
“That’s right.”
Neung Hyeong’s face, which had been looking at Guo Lao in surprise, regained its original composure.
“It’s quite an interesting incident, but not particularly surprising.”
“Why do you think so?”
“From what I heard, Ten Swords Gate had earned quite a bit of resentment here and there. When they had power, no one dared to touch them, but now that they’ve lost their power, they can be torn apart by a pack of wolves.”
“What’s important here isn’t Hwang In Hwa’s death, but the statement the swordsman made.”
“I heard rumors about demon appearances have already spread around. Someone might have bribed that swordsman. To pretend to be a demon.”
“At this particular time, they entrusted such a task to an unremarkable swordsman?”
“….”
“You must know how absurd that is.”
Of course, Neung Hyeong thought so too. But he didn’t want to worry about it much.
“So, because of that one guy, you thought I was in cahoots with the descendants?”
“Isn’t that inevitable? These incidents happened not long after you stayed here. The Hong Clan Sword Family was also completely destroyed.”
“I don’t believe in coincidences, but let me be clear. That was a coincidence.”
“….”
“This is driving me crazy. Look, I don’t know why I’m claiming innocence to you, but I’m not that sinister a guy. If I wanted to mess with my junior, I’d just charge at him directly. Why would I use such complicated methods?”
“You can’t beat him, can you?”
“Fine, I admit it. But if I set my mind to it, I could blow off his limbs one by one. Living with a body missing two of your limbs would be no different from a death sentence for a martial artist.”
“….”
“I’m already confused enough to die, so stop talking nonsense and get lost.”
Guo Lao, who had been staring at Neung Hyeong intently, got up from his seat.
“That swordsman is currently being transported to the Martial Alliance’s Hubei Branch.”
“That’s the obvious procedure.”
“Before being transported, he said one more thing.”
“I don’t care.”
“He said that a god has finally descended.”
Neung Hyeong was startled.
“What? A god has descended?”
“That’s right.”
“….”
“Now do you understand why I suspect you?”
Someone shouting about the revival of the Sacred Blood said that a god has descended.
Naturally, he had no choice but to suspect Neung Hyeong.
Neung Hyeong’s face became serious.
“Did he really say that?”
“Would you like to find out for yourself? Of course, ordinary people in the marketplace don’t know this information, but if you want, you should have the ability to find out directly.”
“….”
“Conduct yourself properly. Even if you haven’t conspired with the demons, my suspicion toward you will never disappear.”
“…Stop spouting nonsense and leave.”
Guo Lao snorted and left the residence.
Neung Hyeong muttered with a serious expression.
“A god has descended? Finally?”
He knew how terrifying the meaning behind those words was.
‘A coincidence… It can’t be a coincidence, but….’
Lost in deep thought, he rose from his seat.
* * *
Moyong Bi came out of the Family Head’s Office after finishing his conversation with Moyong Su Jeong.
“Have you finished talking?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m not sure if the Family Head mentioned it, but have you heard about the Ten Swords Gate incident?”
Moyong Bi’s face became serious.
“I heard.”
He recalled the conversation they had just finished.
‘Just talking about the Jegal Clan and Mu Dang Faction is giving me a headache. Unless it’s urgent, let’s discuss that later.’
‘Well, if you want.’
‘More importantly, something serious happened yesterday.’
‘What happened?’
‘Hwang In Hwa of Ten Swords Gate was killed by one of her subordinate swordsmen.’
‘What?!’
‘But that swordsman said something that’s hard to overlook.’
Moyong Bi looked around.
“Where is that bastard Neung Hyeong?”
“Actually, this old servant asked about that first, but it doesn’t seem like he conspired with them.”
“That’s obvious.”
“However… considering his statement about a god descending, we can’t say Neung Hyeong isn’t connected to this.”
Deep anger appeared on Guo Lao’s face as he spoke in a whisper.
Moyong Bi patted his shoulder and said.
“Calm down. I can’t sense Neung Hyeong’s presence. Did that bastard go out?”
“He probably did.”
“I see.”
“Young Master.”
“Hmm?”
Guo Lao’s eyes blazed with fire.
“Do you intend to continue staying with that man?”
Moyong Bi smiled.
“I plan to. Are you still uncomfortable with it?”
“My discomfort is not a consideration. However, I cannot trust that man. You know well what the demons have been doing, don’t you, Young Master?”
“I know well.”
“Neung Hyeong is the one those madmen worshipped as a god.”
Moyong Bi turned his head.
“Ten Swords Gate for certain?”
“That’s right.”
“There’s no rest. I’ll go out for a bit and come back.”
“Young Master.”
“Speak.”
Guo Lao erased his troubled expression and bowed his head.
“I apologize for needlessly complicating your mind, Young Master.”
“What kind of nonsense is that? There’s no one who doesn’t know how loyal Guo Lao is.”
Moyong Bi shouldered his iron spear and turned around.
“I’ll be back, so guard the house well.”
“Yes.”
Just then.
“Huh? Elder Brother, where are you going again?”
Moyong Su Hyang came running breathlessly.
Moyong Bi looked at her waist with curious eyes. Two swords hung from her belt.
“Now the sight of you wearing weapons suits you quite well.”
“Really?”
“It seems you haven’t let go of your swords for even a moment. Since you and your weapons are beginning to become one, your martial arts will soon reach a new level.”
Honest joy appeared on Moyong Su Hyang’s face.
“R-really? I did work pretty hard.”
“Anyway, I’ll have to postpone looking at your martial arts until tonight or tomorrow.”
“Why? Come to think of it, where are you going?”
“Ten Swords Gate.”
Moyong Su Hyang’s face hardened.
“You heard.”
“Yeah. I’m already troubled enough, but that crazy bastard Neung Hyeong seems to have gone ahead to investigate himself.”
“Uncle Neung did? How unusual.”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
For her, who had only seen Neung Hyeong trying to avoid troublesome matters, this was unexpected news.
“Anyway, I’ll be back.”
“Let’s go together.”
“Huh?”
Moyong Su Hyang clenched her fists.
“Martial arts training is most important, but Jianghu experience is equally important, you said.”
Moyong Bi chuckled.
“That’s right.”
“And who knows? I might discover something you never thought of.”
“We’re just going to investigate an incident that happened.”
“It’s decided, so let’s go.”
Moyong Su Hyang directly took Moyong Bi’s hand and led him. Though she didn’t express it, she wanted to spend time with her elder brother who had returned after a long time.
Moyong Bi smiled bitterly and left through the main gate with his younger sister.
“By the way, how was Ja Dam?”
“Just a Mu Dang Faction Taoist Priest, nothing more.”
Moyong Su Hyang seemed much calmer than expected. In that brief time, she seemed to have matured a little.
“Elder Sister was furious though.”
“I’m angry too. But that Taoist Priest, isn’t he a decent person?”
“Of course he is.”
“Then that’s enough. Since Elder Brother says he’s decent, you must have brought him for a reason.”
It seemed she hadn’t matured but just thought about it simply.
That kind of trust is also hard to obtain without maturity. Moyong Bi felt pleased with the growth of his great grand nephew who had become his younger sister.
The two of them reached Ten Swords Gate like that.
They were later than expected because they had to greet people in the marketplace along the way, but since it wasn’t urgent, the two were relaxed.
But that leisure quickly disappeared.
“You came?”
Neung Hyeong stood with his arms crossed, watching Ten Swords Gate from a short distance away.
“Why did you rush here first? If you were going to come anyway, we should have come together.”
“….”
“Why do you look like that?”
“That martial art that makes clanging sounds in your head.”
“Thunder Gate?”
“Yeah, that. Isn’t it ringing?”
“Not at all?”
“…Really?”
Moyong Bi’s face became serious.
“Is there something?”
“No, there isn’t. But it’s a bit strange.”
Neung Hyeong spoke with a serious expression.
“I can sense traces of ghost spirits.”
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