Heavenly Demon Divine Saint - Chapter 20

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Chapter 20
I took a deep breath and steadied my mind.
‘Alright, let’s begin.’
Crunch.
The Demonic Pill was indeed different from the spiritual elixirs I had consumed in my past life. Unlike those that melted smoothly upon touching my tongue, this one was hard and uneven, requiring me to bite down to break it apart.
Crunch.
Finally, the rigid outer shell shattered, and a dense liquid poured forth. A crisp fragrance vibrated through my mouth.
As the spiritual essence flowed down my throat and dissolved into my stomach, seeping throughout my entire body, I began to feel a gradual warmth rising. I recited the incantation of the Myriad Spirit Divine Art and entered the state of energy cultivation.
Guiding the energy and settling it into my dantian repeatedly.
Boom!!
Suddenly, a sound like Huashan itself was erupting tore through the air.
‘What, what is this?!’
The spiritual essence I had guided into my dantian surged through my meridians, creating a violent impact. Along with the deafening roar came a scorching heat that threatened to incinerate not only my internal organs but even my hair in an instant.
‘No, this won’t do.’
That must not happen. I quickly regained my focus and resumed my energy cultivation.
Whoooooosh!
I exerted every ounce of my strength to contain the positive energy erupting like molten lava. The energy that had surged up through my spine to the crown of my head, I hastily settled back into my dantian.
The violent momentum had weakened somewhat, and I thought the burning pain would finally subside.
Boom boom boom boom!!
Once again, a sound like a volcano erupting within my body tore through me.
‘This, this damned—!’
The energy, now even more viscous and ferocious, spread violently, colliding throughout my meridians.
The essence of the pill continued to surge without restraint, and the scorching heat raged with such intensity it threatened to burn every part of my body to ash.
My dantian had become a crater.
It felt as though I had inhaled not a spiritual elixir, but a deadly poison. Had that mad dog injected toxin into me?
‘Grrrraahhh!’
I clenched my teeth so hard my gums ached, continuing my energy circulation. For a long while, I repeated the process of gathering the embers scattered throughout my meridians and transferring them back to my dantian.
Finally, the crater seemed to settle.
Boom boom boom!
As if to remind me not to be foolish, another explosion erupted.
‘Damn it!!’
Because my guidance to the dantian was delayed, the waiting spiritual essence erupted in rebellion.
As if a feud had been kindled, they clashed in a chaotic brawl like mortal enemies, and I had to bear the full brunt of the backlash.
Pop! Crack crack!
The sound of capillaries rupturing came in succession. I felt something gush from my nose and mouth. It was undoubtedly blood.
‘Is this a Demonic Sect spiritual pill?’
Damn, what is this?!’
‘Ahhhhhhh!!’
In the agony of feeling my body about to burst, I barely managed to hold onto my consciousness and recited the incantation of the Myriad Spirit Divine Art. Recalling my resolve to stop the Great Sect at any cost, I circulated the energy throughout my body.
‘Dantian, perineum, crown point. Dantian, perineum, crown point. Dantian…!’
My mind had grown so hazy that I could only repeat three things over and over.
The pain was excruciating, but the results were undeniable. The rampaging yang energy circulated through my entire body, tearing apart my meridians and bones while incinerating the turbid qi.
So this was both the worst crisis and the greatest opportunity.
‘I must tear apart and rebuild even my heart meridian during this chance.’
This was also why I had refused the Gwangmyeong Left Envoy’s assistance.
No master, however skilled, could know my body better than I did. They could never truly understand which parts were deficient or which meridians were in disarray.
I refused because there was a risk that precious spiritual energy would be wasted on the wrong places or lost through unnecessary interference.
I repeated my cultivation, burning away every speck of turbid qi deep within my meridians. Meticulously, without the slightest wavering.
But.
BOOM! BOOM!!!
‘Stop, just stop, damn it!’
No matter how I tried to think positively, this precious energy showed no signs of subsiding. It erupted from my meridians and rampaged wildly without restraint, tearing everything apart repeatedly.
Crackle!
I heard the sound of blood vessels tearing from the violent collision. The ominous crackling sounds multiplied one after another, and I realized I was approaching my limit.
It felt as though heat was spreading all the way to the crown of my head.
‘Fine then. Let’s see who wins.’
Now it was all or nothing. With the resolve to see this through to the end, I began forcefully kicking away the rampaging yang energy.
BOOM! CRASH! CRASH!!
I paid no attention to the pain rising from my blood vessels. Though it was happening in my own body, I decided it had nothing to do with me.
Believing this would soon pass, I shoved the energy down into my dantian.
Whoooosh!
It seemed to have some effect—fortunately, the burning pain appeared to ease. Whether it was my imagination or real, I honestly couldn’t tell, but I chose to believe it was real.
Because belief alone makes all things possible.
Sizzzzle!
Once the yang energy’s rampage began to calm, I immediately started repairing my blood vessels. Though I called it repair, it was more like cauterizing them back together with fire.
‘Grrrrgh!’
Enduring what felt like an eternity in a single moment, I judged that I had successfully reconnected not only my torn blood vessels but also the heart meridian near my heart.
Flash!
I hastily withdrew from my cultivation meditation.
“Gasp, huff!”
My shoulders heaved roughly as I exhaled hot breath. Seeing how much higher the sun had risen, I could tell considerable time had passed.
“Damn, I thought I was dying…!”
I shook my head frantically, steadying my breathing, when suddenly my mind snapped clear as if engulfed in a beam of light.
Had all the pain up until now been nothing but an illusion?
A refreshing clarity washed over me as if brilliant light seeped through my entire body.
‘…!!’
The full spectrum of colors from heaven and earth, which I had never perceived before, came vividly into focus. The mist that had obscured my vision lifted, and I felt as though I had cast off the heavy armor that had constrained my body.
My five senses had developed, and my perception had become far more acute, allowing me to recognize the world with greater clarity.
Thump! Thump!
Thanks to reconnecting my severed heart meridian, the flow of energy had also become far more vigorous.
‘Yes!’
For a Warrior, could there be any joy greater than the achievement of martial prowess?
Trembling with indescribable elation, I immediately gathered my energy. The Martial Spirit Force, swollen to a degree that comparison with before would be an insult, surged violently through my reinforced meridians, and heat rose from every pore of my body.
Whoosh.
It was truly a positive warmth. The Martial Spirit Force burned away the residual blood that lingered throughout my body, creating a shimmering red haze.
The barrier at my dantian still remained, but the improvement was undeniable.
Crack. Snap!
With a sound like a dam bursting, the Martial Spirit Force coalesced above my palm.
‘So that was it.’
The secret manual of the Martial Spirit Divine Art contained no other explanation—it simply stated that upon reaching the realm, one would naturally awaken to understanding.
Now I finally grasped its meaning.
Whoosh!
As the Martial Spirit Force took tangible form, it rippled with pure white flames.
The Samadhi True Fire—said to one day incinerate heaven and earth—I had finally reached the realm of Pure White.
‘How extraordinary.’
I examined the white flames undulating as they consumed the bandages with keen interest.
No matter how exceptional the Demonic Restoration Pill’s effects, it seemed unlikely I had already reached the stage of wielding Samadhi True Fire. It was a technique only masters of formidable inner strength could employ.
‘Is this the nature of the Martial Spirit Divine Art?’
Since it was a martial art specialized in extreme yang energy, manifesting flames appeared far more effortless. Due to the unhelpful explanations, I had no choice but to learn step by step, verifying each advancement myself.
‘Hmm.’
One thing troubled me—I still hadn’t resolved one lingering mystery.
The reason I could deploy Buddhist martial techniques. Despite the familiar sensation and function I felt when encompassing the meridians, there were too many ambiguous aspects for me to arrive at any definitive answer.
‘Have I still far to go?’
It was then.
“Third Prince.”
I turned to see Gwangmyeong Left Envoy approaching with a rigid expression. Rather than anger, his eyes betrayed considerable bewilderment.
“Ah, that took quite a while. Speak.”
“That Samadhi True Fire… did you completely absorb the Demonic Restoration Pill?”
I assessed my condition before answering.
“There are residual energies clinging to the three meridians, but I absorbed all the spiritual essence. Such a precious energy—I made every effort not to waste a single drop.”
“….”
Gwangmyeong Left Envoy narrowed his eyes and gripped the wooden box that had contained the Demonic Restoration Pill. Strangely, the herbs that had been verdantly green were now bleached white.
“These medicinal herbs here. What do you think was the purpose of placing them deliberately?”
I pondered briefly before speaking.
“To correct the yang energy of the Demonic Restoration Pill? Was that herb pile the minimum precaution you mentioned earlier?”
Gwangmyeong Left Envoy nodded.
“It is called Solitary Herb. It excels at suppressing energy. Now that its effect has been exhausted, it has returned to its original color.”
“….”
“The Demonic Restoration Pill is fundamentally an elixir impossible to completely absorb. One reckless attempt could easily incinerate your entire body.”
I found that reasoning sound.
Even I, who possess considerable skill in manipulating the vital energy within my body, found it burdensome to control the spiritual essence of the Demonic Elixir—imagine what it would have been like for anyone else.
Had I been careless for even a single moment, not only my hair but my dantian would have been completely incinerated.
‘This won’t do. This won’t do.’
The Gwangmyeong Left Envoy gazed upon my garments, now stained with blood and sweat, their color turned a sickly yellow.
“Had you taken Solitary Herb to suppress the yang energy and received assistance from the Dharma Protection Institute, you would not have suffered such agony. What reason compelled you to consume it alone?”
I paused briefly before answering.
“There was no particular need. Suppressing the energy means its effectiveness is proportionally diminished, does it not?
“….”
“The same applies to external assistance. Precious spiritual essence could be lost, or unforeseen complications might arise—either way, it was undesirable.”
The Gwangmyeong Left Envoy’s brow furrowed slightly. He studied me for a long moment, as if gauging my sincerity, then began to chuckle softly.
“Kkhkhkh. You never cease to defy expectations. It is a welcome change, yet… it seems you have transformed far too much. One would think a ghost had possessed you.”
I swallowed a hollow breath before responding.
“Ha, I wonder how many times you will repeat that same remark. Having been brought back from death’s door, should I not have changed somewhat? In any case, I am grateful for your vigilance. Thanks to you, I was able to concentrate fully.”
The Gwangmyeong Left Envoy surveyed the landscape of the Estate before speaking softly.
“You have demonstrated sufficient merit, so I shall overlook today’s audacity. I shall take my leave now.”
Given that he had kept watch for quite some time, which itself was a gesture of goodwill from the Gwangmyeong Left Envoy, I treated him with proper courtesy.
“Thank you, Gwangmyeong Left Envoy. It feels as though I have received an unexpected gift. If you would not mind, I would like to offer you a meal.”
“I regard this as part of the Cult Leader’s orders, so do not concern yourself.”
With that, the Gwangmyeong Left Envoy proceeded silently beyond the Estate gates.
I followed behind to see him off.
“Then take care. You have worked hard.”
As I watched his retreating figure fade into the distance, the hellish stench suddenly drove me to hurry toward the Stream.
‘Hehehehe, I have certainly changed.’
Unexpectedly, I had obtained a spiritual elixir worthy of being counted among the finest in the Realm, and I had successfully completed its integration without difficulty.
Was the merit accumulated in my previous life finally bearing fruit?
Though it fell far short of the virtue I had accumulated over time, the tangible progress was undeniable.
A smile bloomed naturally as the cool breeze caressed my skin.

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