Heavenly Demon of the Huashan Sect - Chapter 88

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Episode 88
The beautiful woman with the cold expression stared directly at the assassins radiating bloodlust.
Her crimson lips parted.
“Wi Jin.”
The moment she called out a name.
Thud!
One of the assassins collapsed.
The other assassins beside him spun their heads around in panic at the sudden action.
Behind the fallen assassin stood a young man of striking beauty.
“Ghost Wolf Sword!”
Whoosh!
The assassins pivoted and spun on their feet.
The assassins who had swiftly reversed their grip on their Flying Blades attacked Wi Jin’s chest in unison.
Yet the sword now in Wi Jin’s hand merely shifted slightly, deflecting their attacks to the side.
Crash!
With a dull sound, the impact sent the assassins’ bodies lurching backward.
But the assassins did not yield.
They used their recoiling bodies as momentum, kicked off the ground, and immediately rushed at the Woman.
Screech!
The Woman watched with indifferent eyes as the assassins closed the distance in an instant.
And just as their Flying Blades were about to pierce through the Woman’s chest and throat.
Pop!
A shadow suddenly burst up from below, and a smiling girl appeared.
An adorable girl with large, sparkling eyes full of starlight had her hands spread wide open.
And within those hands, something thin glinted in the sunlight.
“Silver Silk…?!”
The assassins jumped back in alarm.
But the thin Silver Silk the girl had already unleashed completely ensnared them.
“Hup!”
“Gasp!”
The taut Silver Silk grew tighter and tighter around their flesh, biting deeper.
Screaming blood spray!
Moments later, blood rained down.
“Are you alright?”
The girl looked up at the Woman with an innocent expression that made it difficult to believe she had just employed such cruel methods.
“I’m fine.”
“Thank goodness.”
The Woman brushed off her chest and gently stroked the girl’s shimmering eyes with her hand.
“Well done, So Ryeong.”
“Hehe.”
So Ryeong withdrew the thread with a beaming smile, clearly pleased by the touch.
Whoosh—
The thread, crimson with blood, wound carefully around the girl’s hand in the form of a gauntlet, as if alive.
Then Wi Jin stepped forward in front of the Woman.
“Miss. More assassins are coming……”
Before he could finish speaking.
Thud-thud-thud!
Assassins poured in from all directions.
“Stay behind me.”
Wi Jin immediately positioned himself in front of the Woman.
“So Ryeong.”
“Yes!”
So Ryeong crossed her hands and unfurled the threads she had spread, using them like a spider’s web to envelop the Woman.
“That’s it!”
“We’re going out!”
The moment Wi Jin’s shout burst forth.
Crash!
At the same time, both of them kicked off the ground and smashed through the door in one motion.
“Huh? Is that one done?”
Meanwhile, in the adjacent room, Cheon Hui trampled the throat of the last assassin still drawing breath at the sound of the door being destroyed.
Crack!
The sound of snapping vertebrae echoed through the room. Cheon Hui watched the body go still for a moment, then turned toward the door.
The moment he pushed it open—
“Ahhhhh! H-help! Cough!”
Thud! Scrape!
A scene of chaos greeted him.
Assassins of unknown origin were tearing through the inn, their weapons flashing against three figures—a young man, a girl, and a woman.
“Let me count. One, two…”
Cheon Hui took a moment to tally the assassins swarming around the trio.
“Hmm?”
The young man and girl defending the woman in their center wielded their martial arts with such skill that he found himself watching with interest.
“That’s Imperial Palace technique.”
Cheon Hui’s eyes narrowed.
‘So one uses Donggchangeom Swordsmanship, and the other wields the Black Sand Sect’s art.’
The sight of them stirred memories of skilled masters from the Imperial Palace who had once visited the Tianma Divine Sect.
But something troubled him.
“That’s strange. Imperial Palace people moving in such small numbers?”
Usually, those from the Imperial Palace traveled with an entourage of considerable size.
Yet here they were, a mere handful.
‘They’re not surveying the Jianghu. They must be here to conduct some covert operation.’
He stared at them for a long moment.
‘It doesn’t matter. Whatever they’re doing out in the Jianghu is none of my business. Besides, the court can’t meddle in martial society anyway—not with the Jianghu Non-Interference Treaty in place.’
Having seen enough, he gripped the railing.
The battle was already beginning to tilt in favor of the assassins.
The attackers fought without restraint, but the girl and young man were forced to sacrifice ground and advantage as they shielded the woman.
‘The only ones worth my attention are those foolish enough to cross me.’
He vaulted over the railing.
Thud!
Cheon Hui’s sudden descent from above startled not only the assassins but Wi Jin as well.
“H-huh? Who are you?”
Cheon Hui ignored the question entirely and raised his sleeve with a casual gesture.
Shhwip!
In that instant, a sharp wind like a blade tore through the darkness.
The very air seemed to split open.
“Gahhk!”
A man tumbled from the ceiling.
The assassin gripped his bleeding shoulder, his face drained of all color as he gasped for breath.
“H-how did you…”
“Shut your mouth,” Cheon Hui said coldly.
He seized the fallen assassin’s head with a contemptuous smile.
Then he twisted it sharply.
Crack-crack-crack!
The sickening sound echoed through the inn.
A strange silence fell over the room.
Every eye fixed on Cheon Hui, still holding the corpse.
“If you want to survive, learn to keep your mouth shut,” he muttered.
He hurled the body aside with a flick of his wrist.
The corpse crashed to the floor, blood and entrails spilling across the boards.
“Ahhh!”
The girl shrieked, jumping back in horror.
Her outcry seemed to break the spell that had gripped the others, and one by one they came back to themselves.
“W-what is this?”
“What just happened?”
Wi Jin and the woman cried out in shock, while the assassins swallowed hard.
The young man who had fallen from above had made only a single gesture.
Yet in that one gesture, the assassin had died instantly.
By a method no one could comprehend.
The assassins exchanged glances with one another.
They had assessed their opponent quickly: this was no easy foe.
Click!
As if they had been waiting for it, the surviving assassins scattered in all directions.
“Run away?”
Cheon Hui lifted a finger lightly.
Flash!
A brilliant crimson light erupted, and exquisite plum blossoms bloomed from every direction at once.
A vision of such breathtaking beauty.
Yet the result was merciless.
Thump—thump—
From all sides, cold corpses with holes bored through their foreheads rolled across the ground.
“That feels satisfying.”
As Cheon Hui rose, dusting off his hands—
“How did you do that?”
The girl approached with gleaming eyes.
Looking down at this girl asking a question so at odds with their situation.
“So Ryeong.”
The woman called to the girl in a strained voice. The girl’s expression turned regretful, and she scurried over to stand at the woman’s side.
“Thank you for your help.”
The woman approached and offered her gratitude.
A smile crossed her cold face, and a warmth bloomed like spring breeze in the depths of winter.
“We owe our lives to you.”
Wi Jin, too, bowed his head.
It was no mere courtesy.
Had Cheon Hui not intervened when he did, it would have been they who died, not the assassins—they could feel that clearly.
‘Though there was one last method available to us…’
Wi Jin glanced at So Ryeong.
The girl, clinging tightly to the woman’s waist, looked much like a cicada grafted onto a dead tree.
‘It’s fortunate. For what lies ahead, it’s better this doesn’t come to light now.’
He shook his head lightly to clear his thoughts, then bowed respectfully.
“We are grateful for your aid.”
Yet Cheon Hui, receiving this gratitude, felt no particular emotion.
‘I never meant to help them.’
The reason he had stepped in and killed the assassins was because they had attacked first—not out of any desire to aid these people.
The woman approached slowly.
Her gaze was fixed on Cheon Hui, who looked at them with flat indifference.
“I’ve caused inconvenience to Dan Mok Rin.”
Then, looking directly at Cheon Hui, she asked:
“I would like to express my gratitude in the future. Might I learn Dan Mok Rin’s name and proper standing?”
“It’s of no consequence.”
With that reply, Cheon Hui turned away.
‘No need to see them again.’
The inn was thick with the stench of blood.
‘I should hurry.’
In that instant, Cheon Hui vanished.
“……!”
The woman’s lips parted as she stared at the place where Cheon Hui had been, now entirely without trace.
“Wi Jin.”
Wi Jin swallowed hard and answered.
“Yes.”
“What was it like?”
“I felt nothing at all.”
The same exchange as at dinner.
Yet unlike then, Wi Jin’s voice trembled slightly.
The woman’s eyes turned toward Wi Jin.
In those eyes that had remained serene through any circumstance, a faint ripple appeared.
Wi Jin asked carefully.
“Shall I look into who it was?”
“No, never mind.”
The woman turned her head sharply.
She fixed a cold gaze on the corpses, then spoke with urgent haste.
“We need to move quickly, before more assassins arrive.”
* * *
“Things have changed quite a bit.”
Upon arriving at Huashan, Cheon Hui gazed at the vibrant forest surrounding him, thrumming with life.
The plum blossoms that had bloomed before his departure were gone now, replaced instead by verdant trees stretching in welcome.
He’d been enjoying the scenery as he climbed, but only briefly.
“The next visitor is… wait, Master?”
His eyes met those of Jeok Geom, who had been greeting guests at the Mountain Gate.
“You’ve returned.”
Cheon Hui watched as Jeok Geom rushed toward him, his eyes narrowing slightly.
“You haven’t been training properly lately, have you?”
The words struck like a surgeon’s blade, and Jeok Geom flinched, cold sweat breaking across his brow.
“W-well, I’ve been occupied receiving guests at the Mountain Gate lately. Ah! But the Sect Leader said that as soon as you arrived, you should come straight to Jahagak.”
Cheon Hui merely stared at Jeok Geom as the younger man scrambled to change the subject.
Beneath that gaze, sweat poured down Jeok Geom’s forehead like a flood.
“The Sect Leader is calling for me?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Do you know what it’s about?”
“I’m afraid you’ll have to hear it directly from him…”
“I see. Understood.”
With that, Cheon Hui turned on his heel.
‘That was close.’
Jeok Geom released a breath of relief.
But then—
He froze.
Cheon Hui stopped in his tracks and turned back his head.
“Why are you stopping?”
“Come find me later.”
At those words, the color drained from Jeok Geom’s face.
“M-Master!”
Ignoring Jeok Geom’s desperate cry, Cheon Hui immediately kicked off the ground and surged forward.
‘He neglects his training the moment I’m gone? I need to restore proper discipline.’
Thinking of Jeok Geom’s lack of progress, Cheon Hui pressed for even greater speed.
The landscape blurred past him, and he soon arrived at Jahagak.
“I’ve arrived.”
“Come in.”
The Sect Leader, who had been sitting in Jahagak, greeted Cheon Hui warmly the moment he appeared.
“Come here.”
At the Sect Leader’s gesture, Cheon Hui entered deftly and took his seat.
“Forgive me for summoning you so urgently.”
“Never mind that—why did you call for me?”
“Heh heh.”
At Cheon Hui’s direct question, the Sect Leader let out a hearty laugh.
‘Just as he always was.’
Most who ventured into the Jianghu would have their natures transformed, but Cheon Hui had remained unchanged.
“Someone has come seeking to see you, so I summoned you in haste.”
“Someone wishes to see me?”
Cheon Hui’s brow furrowed slightly.
‘He called me all the way here just for that?’
He found himself thinking he’d hurried unnecessarily.
‘I could have taken in more sights.’
The Sect Leader watched as Cheon Hui’s expression shifted to one of mild annoyance.
“This is no ordinary person.”
“Who might they be?”
In an instant, the Sect Leader’s smile faded.
He then parted his lips with great care, his expression turning grave.
“Have you heard of the Saint Hand Divine Physician?”

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