I Became a Mythical Hunter After Killing the Golden Goblin - Chapter 151

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 151. Cheonma Bidong (3)
〖Cheonma Bidong – Zone 1 – Field of Seeds〗
〖Objective: Consume Demon Flowers (0/?)〗
〖Time Limit: 24 hours〗
〖Reward: Slight increase in Demonic Energy Affinity + ??? (Differential Payment)〗
A world both alien and repulsive fills my vision. Within a forest where verdant foliage flourishes in vibrant hues of green and blue, a dead earth and blackened sky render that beauty nauseating.
Life and death, light and darkness—though such opposing forces cannot be bound as a pair like these, they demonstrate that when incompatible elements clash, they may achieve harmony, yet equally they may create discord.
My gaze turns toward the dead sky. Characters are etched into the heavens, consumed by darkness and shrouded in black Demonic Energy.
〖Zone 1 Rankings
1st Place: Slaughter Sword Kang Ak – 13
2nd Place: Threefold Meditation Fist Won Yul – 12
3rd Place: Black Wind Unity Sa Ma Jin – 12
.
.
.
100th Place: ???? – 0〗
Rankings. Naturally, the higher the position, the better the reward. I realized that the question marks at the very end represented me, and I read the combination of characters materializing before my eyes.
〖Register your alias and true name with Cheonma Bidong.〗
“Demon God. Shin Ju-ha.”
There was no falsehood in it. I am the successor to the primordial Demon God—the Demon God of the next generation. Registration occurred in an instant, and seeing the rankings still in flux so soon after the beginning, I knew I had to move as well.
The moment I stepped forward into the forest, what caught my eye was a flower that seemed equally out of place in this woodland.
It was recognizable at a glance.
“These must be the Demon Flowers.”
Plants born from dead earth through the life force of defiance against heaven, nourished by Demonic Energy. I plucked without hesitation a flower whose black radiance shimmered beautifully.
〖Demon Flower – Stage 2〗
There are stages, then. No wonder others had consumed over ten Demon Flowers in merely one or two minutes since the field began. Without hesitation, I placed the flower into my mouth.
“It tastes good.”
Though it might be repulsive to others, for me—the successor to a Demon God with the Demonic Talent awakened—this flower born of Demonic Energy was a unique delicacy.
Numbers rise before my eyes, and text announcing my rank has climbed materializes.
I smile with satisfaction, running my tongue across my lips. The taste, as if I had consumed sweet cotton candy of a unique flavor rather than a flower, left me hungry for more.
Since I intended to clear this as first place anyway, why not devour everything in sight?
The Chaos Eye manifests. Flames surge from my heterochromatic eyes as both Ghost Fire and Holy Fire bloom simultaneously, and a different world enters my vision.
Energy is collected as information through my eyes and transmitted into my mind. At the same time, I opened my inventory.
“Come forth.”
One thousand twenty-four fragments of the Demon King’s body. Kamighin emerged from the Demon God Territory. They trembled at the high-quality Demonic Energy permeating this space, but soon the one who could be called the main body bowed its head beneath me first.
Among the 1,024 fragments, Kamighin, who served as the main body, showed reverence from the front and asked me a question.
【Divine One. Your command is absolute.】
“Gather the flowers born of Demonic Energy.”
Kamighin raised its head. An overwhelming presence unlike before—arrogant and majestic eyes—yet they held no terror for me. Rather, knowing those eyes were being used for my sake brought reassurance.
Those eyes swept across this alien place, and soon Kamighin bowed its head to me once more and opened its mouth.
【What should we do with these vermin?】
There was nothing to deliberate. Murder no longer frightened me. This place was a stage of slaughter and competition—kill or be killed.
‘This is not my world, after all.’
Even if I did not kill them, they would crumble to dust as we advanced further. Whether they died now or later made no difference.
“Clean them up yourselves.”
【We shall obey the command of the great Demon God.】
As Kamighin rose from his position, the 1,023 Kamighin fragments standing motionless in reverence behind him also rose in unison.
Even at minimum, they were A+ rank fragments. And Kamighin himself was at least S+ tier, possibly even SS.
I did not know how many powerful beings existed in this place, but with these alone, I could guarantee victory without question.
‘After all, they are beings who do not die even if they die.’
Unless their souls were completely destroyed and annihilated, as long as their souls were subordinate to me, they were semi-immortal.
As Kamighin commanded his fragments, 1,024 subordinates dispersed into the Forest in unison. Watching them, my gaze shifted as well.
Collecting demonic energy was sufficient now. Before the violence of numbers, this chapter held little meaning. Besides, using subordinates was not some loophole—the True Law had not sent me any warning messages, so there was no problem.
“Then I have only one task left.”
Finding and killing that fool who dared to insult me before leaving. How dare such vermin spew such nonsense at me. A stupid, ignorant creature like that deserves to have their neck severed and their limbs—!
I reflexively struck my own head.
“What?”
Was I truly this violent and vicious? I did not refuse murder, but I had never enjoyed it like this.
I furrowed my brow in thought. As long as the Supreme Soul and its powers, the Indomitable Stat, exerted their strength, mental contamination should be impossible. No, even if I suffered a mental attack, I should have been aware of it.
My abilities would manifest and resist with all their might. Yet something felt wrong now.
After prolonged contemplation, I reached a conclusion.
“Is it the power of Pride? Combined with the demonic energy of the Heavenly Demons in this place.”
The side effects of the power I possessed had grown. That was why the Supreme Soul and its powers could not function.
Strictly speaking, it was not even a side effect. The primordial power was consuming me, transforming me into a being worthy of that power. So when the trait of arrogance first manifested, my abilities did not stop it either.
Tsk.
A sigh escaped unbidden. In the end, this occurred because I had not fully dominated the Pride Stat and achieved balance.
In other words, if I achieved complete dominion over the power of Pride and conquered it through balance, I could stop this.
‘But does it matter now?’
Yet now, I questioned whether such effort was necessary.
‘If I moderate and understand it properly.’
The Pride Stat transforming me this way was ultimately no different from training me to better accept and perfectly utilize power.
Advancing without restraint would be problematic, but if I could utilize this change, then I would.
In normal circumstances, I would never have entertained such easy thoughts of killing competitors. I would not have hesitated to kill those who opposed me, but I would have wavered at least once.
But by utilizing this personality, I could erase such hesitations. Since I could not suppress the power of Pride right now, I shifted my thinking toward acceptance and moderation.
“What is arrogance but a trivial thing?”
With power and greatness comes arrogance—that is the natural order.
I took a step forward. As my resolve shifted, my mood brightened considerably, my lips curled upward, and the Demon Slayer’s Sword materialized in my hand.
I need not sever limbs or cut throats. The life of the vermin who dared insult me must be claimed.
Thus, I began to gradually reveal my presence within this Cheonma Bidong that pleased me so.
***
“How many participants are there in the Cheonma Bidong?”
Ma-noe, seated in the highest chamber of the tallest building within the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, reviewed documents while posing the question to his Subordinate reporting from below.
“According to official records, we have approximately 64,842 formally registered participants. When including those who entered through alternate routes, we estimate roughly 100,000 have entered the Cheonma Bidong.”
At those words, Ma-noe’s brow furrowed momentarily before he clicked his tongue and nodded.
“Quite substantial.”
“Indeed, the Cheonma Bidong opens only once every eight centuries. Our current Heavenly Demon displayed overwhelming and incomprehensible power there, obtaining the position of Lesser Heavenly Demon 8,400 years ago. Since then, through magnificent deeds, he has become an undefeated absolute being, has he not? In truth, the very decision to open the Cheonma Bidong and select a new Lesser Heavenly Demon is itself a shocking determination.”
At his Subordinate’s words, Ma-noe’s frown deepened as he spoke sharply.
“Do not presume to judge that one’s thoughts.”
“I-I apologize!”
“Yet your words hold truth as well. The great Demon King not only maintains his vigor but grows stronger even at this very moment. Perhaps that is precisely why he desires it. Should he grow stronger still, there may truly be no possibility left.”
At Ma-noe’s cryptic words, the Subordinate—skilled in gathering and handling information—felt curiosity surge within, yet knowing the identity of the subject of such information, he dared neither voice his questions nor open his mouth.
Ma-noe then sighed before questioning his Subordinate once more.
“How was this Cheonma Bidong generated? With half the Demonic Cult’s fortune invested, it would be unprecedented.”
“Ah, yes! We offered tremendous sacrifices to the formation of the Cheonma Bidong, elevating the will and power of the previous Heavenly Demons. Thus, a total of 99 zones were generated! As you know, unless one surpasses more than half the zones—exceeding the 50th zone—surrender is impossible. The souls of those who die within the Cheonma Bidong become sacrifices to further strengthen it, creating an increasingly perfect system.”
“There is but one position of Lesser Heavenly Demon.”
“I am aware. While direct control and dominion over the Cheonma Bidong is impossible, with the assistance of the elders, we can adjust certain trials within the zones to some degree. There should be no issues.”
“Very well.”
Ma-noe nodded and recalled the report he had received previously. Even he, who could be called the second-in-command of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, had heard the names of the renowned late-stage cultivators participating in the Lesser Heavenly Demon competition.
“The directive to identify the five most prominent championship candidates—have you completed it?”
The Subordinate promptly retrieved a prepared report from his garments and presented it, his face brimming with certainty and confidence.
“These five are the most likely championship candidates according to our internal intelligence.”
Demonic Cult
Subduing Demon Dragon Heo Su
Ghost Hand Heavenly Palm Ma Yeo-un
Heterodox Sect
Mad Martial Self Gal Seon-min
Orthodox Sect
Northern Dipper Divine Dragon Namgung Cheon
Sun and Moon Tai Chi Blade Hwang Un-hyuk
“Only two from the Demonic Cult? I have heard that late-stage cultivators are scarce and mediocre, but I did not expect such a dearth of talent.”
“Rather, the caliber of the Orthodox Sect’s late-stage cultivators is exceptionally high. It seems they have been honing and preparing themselves. Yet fear not! Our Divine Cult could never possibly lose to those Orthodox and Heterodox rabble.”
At those words, Ma-noe chuckled softly and shook his head.
Losing mattered not. After all, what they required was a new Heavenly Demon, but more importantly, the sharpest blade.
In the end, obtaining and wielding a single strongest and most exceptional solitary existence would suffice.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————