Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 61

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Chapter 61. Stench or Fragrance (1)

“Red Sword Three Groups?!”

“That’s right.”

Moyong Su Hyang jumped up.

“Did that guy go alone? Is that it?”

“Su Hyang.”

“Wh-what should we do? Should I gather the Fire Sword Group right now?”

“Su Hyang.”

“Yes?”

“You shouldn’t call your elder brother ‘this guy’ or ‘that guy,’ and you shouldn’t call him ‘that bastard’ either.”

“Ah…”

“Don’t call him an idiot or a fool either. Do you understand?”

“Th-that’s not what’s important right now.”

Moyong Su Hyang was right. At least now wasn’t the time to correct her speech.

Moyong Su Jeong calmly turned her head toward the Hong Clan Sword Family.

It was a distance that would take half a shichen at walking pace, but less than two gak if running.

In terms of distance, it was similar to Ten Swords Gate. Only the direction and path were different.

“Your elder brother said he’d handle it alone and come back.”

“How can he handle it alone? Something might happen! The opponent is Red Sword Three Groups! If they’re Wuhan’s greatest sword demon group, then no matter how much of an idiot he is…!”

“…”

“Anyway, that moron is in danger too!”

“Yes, that could be the case.”

“Then why are we just sitting here? If you don’t trust the Fire Sword Group, I’ll go myself.”

“What good would it do if you went?”

“But still!”

“Don’t worry about your elder brother’s affairs and go back to training.”

Shocked, Moyong Su Hyang looked at her elder sister in disbelief.

“Elder Sister… why are you suddenly acting like this?”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t tell me that moron did something wrong to you, Elder Sister?”

“How could that be?”

“Then why aren’t you going to help him?!”

This was the first time she had raised her voice at her elder sister. Moyong Su Hyang didn’t even realize it herself.

Moyong Su Jeong didn’t even blink an eye.

“Would it help if I went, or if you went? As you said, they’re Wuhan’s greatest sword demon group.”

“But still!”

“We’d rather be a burden. In the worst case, we could be captured by the enemy and turn your elder brother into a helpless scarecrow who can’t do anything.”

“…!”

“Is that really what you want?”

Moyong Su Hyang bit her lips.

It was frustrating, but she wasn’t wrong.

“Still… we have to go.”

“Why?”

“He’s a drunkard troublemaker and a foul-mouthed person, an idiot who’s bizarre, annoying, disgusting, and sometimes so hateful I want to beat him up badly.”

“…”

“But we’re still siblings.”

Moyong Su Jeong’s eyes became warm.

“Yes, don’t forget that. We are family.”

“Then why!”

“Because I trust Bi Ah.”

“…Huh?”

Moyong Su Jeong turned her head.

Guo Lao, who had been standing far away, bowed his head.

“Guo Lao went to the marketplace with a few squad members. Fortunately, he said the atmosphere wasn’t hostile. There were even testimonies that they exchanged jokes.”

“Ah?!”

“Of course, there wasn’t no tension at all, but at least nothing serious will happen.”

“B-but…”

“Besides, it’s already too late. It seems they’ve headed toward the Sword Family with Red Sword Three Groups, so even if we go now, we won’t catch up.”

Moyong Su Hyang unconsciously closed her eyes.

Moyong Su Jeong, who had been quietly looking at her youngest sister’s face, asked in a low voice.

“Is it miserable?”

“…”

“Yes, being powerless is truly a miserable thing. There’s no need to be surprised, but I was particularly miserable today too.”

“…”

“So train hard every day. I’m not telling you to train for Bi Ah’s sake or for my sake. You must train solely for yourself, so you never feel this misery you’re experiencing right now again.”

When Moyong Su Hyang opened her eyes again, her face was filled only with dejection.

“That bastard will be okay, right?”

“Your elder brother is a much smarter and more experienced person than you think. He even defeated the Ten Swords Sect Leader head-on.”

“…”

“In the worst case, escaping with just his body won’t be difficult. The Sword Family Head has no reason to do anything to Bi Ah at this point either.”

Though she said that, Moyong Su Jeong’s fist hidden in her sleeve had turned completely white without a trace of blood.

“…If that’s the case.”

“And Bi Ah didn’t go alone.”

“Huh? Wh-who followed him?”

“That’s right.”

Moyong Su Jeong’s eyes turned toward a tree.

Beyond the shadow that had tilted as the sun moved, one person who should have been standing there blankly was nowhere to be seen.

* * *

‘That wasn’t bad.’

Walking along the small path, Moyong Bi reflected on the fight from earlier.

‘Definitely, as I put on weight, my movements gain elasticity too.’

Some people say that someone who was thinner than a beggar couldn’t possibly gain weight in just a few days from eating a bit more.

They don’t understand the mysteries of internal energy.

Even without internal energy, depending on one’s constitution, rapidly gaining weight isn’t difficult. Of course, it’s only possible with sufficient nutrition.

Moreover, Moyong Bi had extracted most of the turbid energy with the Blood Cleansing Pills and his Primordial True Energy was also quite abundant.

Furthermore, he had trained his stamina by running mountain courses with that body, and not only ate three meals a day but also devoured high-calorie snacks, while pursuing extreme recovery through the Honyuan Heart Method.

At this point, it would be strange if he hadn’t gained more weight.

‘That means the training went well.’

If you overdo it trying to gain weight, it actually has a bad effect on your body.

The speed at which muscle and flesh are built as quickly as possible while not burdening the organs.

It was the perfect balance of nutrition and training.

‘Now I can deploy beyond the Red Haze Staff Technique to even the Dragon Slaying Spear.’

Dragon Slaying Spear, its official name is the One Hundred and Eight Forms Dragon Slaying Spear Technique.

Based on the Moyong Family Estate’s staff and spear techniques, it was Moyong Cheon’s unique martial art created by bringing spear technique secret manuals stored in the Martial Alliance.

Though not a super first-rate martial art, it was an all-weather martial art that perfectly encompassed the movements of staff and spear techniques while also having considerable power.

Since internal energy consumption was low, there was no burden in deploying spear forms, and in terms of sword forms, it was sufficient to present anywhere in the world, so it could be said to be the martial art he had deployed most often in his life.

Especially on battlefields where stamina and internal energy consumption had to be minimized, he mostly annihilated enemies with the Dragon Slaying Spear.

‘Anything above that would be too much for now.’

Of course, there are spear techniques that are much stronger and more powerful than the Dragon Spear.

Since I can only imitate the sword forms right now, the Dragon Spear would actually be more powerful.

‘Still, it’s not completely without burden.’

Spears are fundamentally classified as heavy weapons.

If I were just going to grip it with both hands and thrust, that would be one thing, but I need to swing that long weapon left and right, rotate it, and sometimes even throw it.

Naturally, strong arm strength, flexibility, and robust stamina were essential. That was a problem unrelated to the depth of one’s internal energy.

‘Moreover, I won’t be able to execute it as perfectly as I did back then.’

The reason was clear.

‘This body isn’t mine yet.’

There’s no problem with going wild, but I still don’t feel like I’ve completely mastered this body.

The higher one’s martial arts realm, the more important finesse becomes rather than strength. In the world of masters, even minute changes in force contained in a single finger can alter the entire deployment of martial arts.

It would take several more months to train the Great Grand Nephew’s body to match my level.

‘Good.’

For some reason, my heart was pounding.

‘The taste of growth… how long has it been since I felt this?’

Wouldn’t it be annoying to start over from the bottom? Absolutely not.

The higher one’s mastery, the more difficult it becomes to grow even a single stage – as difficult as plucking stars from the sky. And in my later years, I couldn’t even think about raising my realm due to demonic energy poisoning.

Though it was rock bottom, the taste of building up again while retracing the parts that were lacking in the past was truly exquisite.

‘Our kids need to know this taste too.’

I can already picture myself facing enemies with the Dragon Spear.

Fighting spirit naturally surged up.

Moyong Bi, who had been grinning and letting his imagination run wild, suddenly looked at Gu Wol.

“Ugh.”

Gu Wol’s legs, carrying Hong In on his back, were trembling slightly.

Moyong Bi’s face immediately turned fierce.

“This bastard is already putting on an act. Comfortable?”

“Th-that’s not it…”

“Walk step by step with care, you bastard. Where does a guy with perfectly fine limbs shake like that and drive away good fortune?”

At this point, it would be normal for curses to come out internally, but Gu Wol couldn’t even manage that.

‘D-damn it.’

Hissss.

His heart pounded like crazy from the murderous aura transmitted from behind.

Whatever was so displeasing, the man followed quietly while emitting killing intent, and with each step, thumping sounds echoed in his head.

He even chuckled or grinned intermittently, and when someone emitting killing intent also laughed, it was truly chilling.

It was only because he resisted the killing intent with his internal energy that he was fine – otherwise, he would have collapsed long ago from difficulty breathing.

‘That person is crazy. Not just ordinarily crazy either.’

But what could he do when orders had been given?

Gu Wol walked as carefully as possible, paying attention to each step.

“Hey.”

“Y-yes?”

“Are you a turtle? Was your Squad Leader actually a shell?”

“What…?”

“Walk carefully and quickly!”

How could he dare defy such safety?

“Yes!”

Gu Wol walked vigorously, carefully, and as quickly as possible.

He felt like tears of misery would flow, but fortunately, the fear that overwhelmed the misery prevented at least the final trial of a Murim Warrior.

An hour passed like that.

“Oh? Is that it over there?”

“Y-yes, that’s right.”

Moyong Bi unconsciously whistled.

“That’s impressive.”

The Moyong Family was also located on the Wuhan outskirts, so there was nothing around. Thanks to that, the manor itself felt isolated.

But the Hong Clan Sword Family was different.

The wall was at least three times the height of the Moyong Family’s, and the width seemed to easily exceed five or six times at a glance.

‘Compared to the Liaoning Main House, it falls a bit short, but…’

Still, it felt good to see an imposing organization after so long.

‘The location is also exquisite.’

A small river flowed dozens of zhang in front of the main gate, and being gently low terrain, it would inevitably be difficult for attackers.

Moreover, the river would also serve as a moat.

Behind it was a fairly high hill, and several guard posts were built on top of the hill. Large forests also spread out to the left and right.

Moyong Bi was genuinely impressed.

‘It’s not quite a natural fortress, but it would be hard to find a better strategic location for a single martial family.’

Honestly, he had no intention of entering the Hong Clan Sword Family.

He had beaten up none other than the family head’s son until dust flew on a rainy day. Now was a time to be cautious – there was no reason to enter enemy territory.

But the future was unpredictable.

He thought he’d take a look at the location and organizational structure just in case an all-out war with these guys ever broke out.

‘I did well to look.’

Attack strategy? Such things didn’t even come to mind.

Deep greed appeared on Moyong Bi’s face.

‘That place is a hundred times, no, a thousand times better than our tiny main house!’

Suddenly he wanted to move.

The location, the walls, the width – it was perfect property.

“…Hmm.”

He wanted to pack up and come right away, but the problem was there were people living there.

Moyong Bi smacked his lips.

‘Let’s give up on this desire for now.’

This was enough.

“Hey, Mr. Gu.”

“Yes!”

“I’ll be going now…”

That’s when it happened.

Whirrrr.

An ominous resonance arose from somewhere inside his ear.

Moyong Bi’s face, which had been full of regret, hardened instantly.

The Brain Gate True Energy was crying out. Though still weak, it was a clear and tense cry.

And the direction that cry was calling toward was the Hong Clan Sword Family.

“…Huh?”

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