Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 75

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Suddenly, Mujin’s lips twisted as his facial muscles found their place.

Transforming into the face of the arrogant, frivolous, rough, and rotten scoundrel young master Cheonmu Jin.

“Let me hear what old man Umun has to say first.”

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Umun Gwoe was quite flustered.

‘Why is he angry?’

The sudden realization that Cheonmu Jin resembled Gyoju remarkably when expressionless was quite bewildering, but the inexplicable anger visible through his characteristically crooked lips was even more perplexing.

“It seems there’s a problem with Dang Ri-seo.”

“Ahem… Well, that’s somewhat the case…”

Umun Gwoe nodded absentmindedly and unconsciously made a bitter expression.

‘Seeing how casually he calls her name, they must know each other.’

Due to Mujin’s notoriously bad reputation, Umun Gwoe’s wariness rose unnecessarily and he spoke defensively.

“I appreciate your concern, but this isn’t a matter for outsiders to interfere with. I’d be grateful if you could step aside…”

“Outsider?”

Mujin’s brow furrowed sharply.

His tone was so chilling that it felt as if the surrounding air had frozen instantly.

Mujin pointed at Yeon Soha with his fingertip and spoke.

“The Mazong who kidnapped a group of prospective concubines belonging to Cheonryeon Palace isn’t an outsider.”

When the startled Yeon Soha flinched, Mujin then pointed at Umun Gwoe.

“Another Mazong who poisoned and detained a concubine who escaped from that Mazong also isn’t an outsider.”

“Ugh…”

“But Magong-ja, who officially received a request from Cheonryeon Gungju to rescue the victim, is an outsider so he shouldn’t interfere? That’s quite a strange standard.”

Unable to find words to refute Mujin’s merciless assessment, Umun Gwoe finally admitted defeat.

“Fine then, stay here. But don’t interfere.”

“I won’t. Though I can’t say the same for others.”

‘Others?’

Just as Umun Gwoe was puzzled by the cryptic words.

Rumble!

A golden dragon-like energy flashed like lightning over the hill that rose beyond where Mujin stood.

“…!!”

Umun Gwoe’s eyes widened like lanterns at the mystical sight of borrowing the power of dragon veins in a way rarely encountered in Mount Shiwandai.

“Wh-what in the world is that…?”

In contrast, Yeon Soha wasn’t particularly surprised.

She had already witnessed this scene once when Mujin arrived.

“Shrinking Earth technique.”

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“Young Lady Dang has two types of internal energy!”

“What do you mean? Does she have two dantians?”

“No, she has one dantian but seems to have two different types of energy.”

“Wait. Doesn’t Mudang Sect have a similar martial art?”

“Hey! Someone call Song Ha Dojang!”

Umun Gwoe suffered from a severe headache.

The chattering of the Righteous Faction Young Girls was scattering lethal amounts of vitality all over the Poison Demon’s small and precious poison herb garden.

‘My… poison herbs…!’

The gloomy and eerie atmosphere itself was an essential element for cultivating poison.

The fresh and lively energy of the prospective concubines, who were clapping and giggling without reading the mood, was making the fully grown poison herbs wither.

“I didn’t interfere.”

Mujin said with an awkward expression.

“That’s not interfering?”

Umun Gwoe looked back at Mujin with an expression asking if he called that reasonable.

“You haven’t even found a way to save the child! You brought dozens of noisy and chaotic girls who are completely useless, and you say that’s not interfering!?”

“Ahem…”

Mujin couldn’t hide his sheepish expression and cleared his throat awkwardly.

Even in Mujin’s eyes, the Cheonryeon Palace Young Girls were quite noisy and chaotic.

He had even rescued and brought along all the Sapa Girls who were lost due to the changed terrain.

“Don’t be so harsh. At times like this, we should pool our wisdom. Even if Mount Shiwandai has no suitable method, the Central Plains might have a clever solution.”

Nod.

When even Yeon Soha agreed with Mujin, Umun Gwoe became even more furious.

‘Nonsense! How could the hopelessly backward Central Plains have a method that doesn’t exist in Mount Shiwandai, the treasury of wisdom!’

He wanted to retort like this.

He certainly would have if, just half an hour ago, some Central Plains girl hadn’t surprised him with the Shrinking Earth technique, a spell art that didn’t exist even in Mount Shiwandai.

The actual owner of that amazing achievement was currently crouched in a dark corner of the Poison Demon’s Orchard, sobbing and blaming herself.

“Sob… Because of me, Riser… Because I carelessly tampered with the earth veins…”

The genius formation master who had molded mountains and fields like clay and demonstrated the legendary Shrinking Earth technique was whimpering like someone who had lost their country.

“Stop whining! Didn’t you say earlier that she’s fine for now!”

Suddenly irritated, Umun Gwoe picked up an apricot from the ground and threw it at Jegal Lin’s head using his energy manipulation.

“Ouch!”

Jegal Lin, who had been ceaselessly shedding tears while blaming herself for her mistake, looked up with eyes full of indignation at Umun Gwoe’s sharp voice and reckless apricot throwing.

“You said she’s trapped in Energy Circulation Hell! How is that fine!”

Umun Gwoe was secretly impressed.

‘Where did she learn such an apt expression…!’

Containing two different types of energy in one body was naturally a very difficult and dangerous thing. If it were an easy and safe path, there should be at least one person still alive by now.

The long-standing tradition of disregarding life in this field, where people would readily stake their lives if it meant becoming stronger, paradoxically gave birth to numerous ‘Martial Arts Safety Rules.’

Golden rules like “Don’t talk to someone during energy circulation meditation” or “Be careful of old people, women, and children” were born through such processes.

“Don’t mix energies of different natures” was also one of such rules.

The fate of fools who broke this rule was predetermined as qi deviation or instant death.

Since Umun Gwoe was also mindful of such rules, he was so shocked when he discovered different energy while guiding Riser’s poison qi.

“I must prevent the poison qi and vital energy from touching!”

Umun Gwoe guided Riser’s poison qi very delicately.

Like a puppy spinning in circles trying to catch its own tail.

He maintained an exquisite speed so that the vital energy and poison qi flowing through Riser’s meridians wouldn’t catch or be caught by each other’s tails.

‘That was the best and only method at the time, but…’

As a result, Riser couldn’t stop her energy circulation meditation whether she wanted to or not.

To avoid qi deviation, she had no choice but to endlessly practice internal energy cultivation like a sinner fallen into the hell of sloth.

“Poor thing… How scared and hopeless she must be…!”

When Jegal Lin started sobbing again, Umun Gwoe clicked his tongue and averted his gaze, only to see the Cheonryeon Palace Young Girls rushing over in a group.

“…! Don’t come closer! Talk from there!”

Umun Gwoe was horrified and blocked the girls’ approach.

The crying Jegal Lin was fine, but if the other lively girls wandered around the orchard, it would definitely have a bad effect on his beloved Black Blood Spirit Fruit.

“Huh? Why… Ah, I understand.”

The Cheonryeon Palace Young Girls stood awkwardly at the orchard entrance, whispering things like ‘Should I speak?’, ‘You speak.’, ‘No, rather…’, ‘Ah, why me again.’ before Namgung Yeonhwa finally stepped forward.

“Namgung Yeonhwa of the Martial Arts Academy affiliated with Cheonryeon Palace greets the distinguished individuals with a joyful heart.”

Namgung Yeonhwa bowed politely with cupped fists and then raised her head.

“If it wouldn’t be presumptuous, could we also participate in treating Young Lady Dang Ri-seo? We would like to contribute our modest strength.”

The other girls exclaimed ‘Ooh’ in admiration.

‘Such incredible etiquette!’

‘As expected, those from noble families are different.’

However, Umun Gwoe judged coldly.

‘Their concern for their fellow student is admirable, but they won’t be much help.’

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