Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 77

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“The rest of you should go to Cheonryeon Palace.”

Mujin’s words caused a small commotion among the girls.

The girls who weren’t close to Riser secretly welcomed this since they wanted to return to the palace anyway, while a few hesitated to leave for their own reasons.

“Why are you sending us away?”

The martial arts sect girls who were close to Riser, and Song Ha who was curious about how the demonic practitioners would apply the Yang Divine Art’s incantations, were among those few.

“Because it might be dangerous.”

“We’re prepared for such things.”

“The daughters of Namgung were never taught to retreat.”

When Peng Guyeon answered boldly, Namgung Yeonhwa nodded her head as if approving and spoke.

“Hmm…”

Of course, Moyong Hye seemed like she wanted to return at this point.

It didn’t seem like help was particularly needed, so why take unnecessary risks? She couldn’t understand why the Namgung Household’s family education was so inconsistent.

Mujin added with a somewhat troubled expression.

“Are you really sure? I might spread poison in all directions.”

“Po, poison?”

Namgung Yeonhwa’s eyes widened.

This was thanks to the latest teaching of ‘Poison! Scary stuff!’ that she hadn’t learned through family education.

“Yeonhwa. Your body still isn’t fully recovered… It would be better to step back this time.”

“Ugh! It’s frustrating, but… you’re right.”

When the quick-witted Moyong Hye created an opportunity to retreat, Namgung Yeonhwa gratefully stepped back, thanking her in her heart.

‘I’m also a bit uncomfortable with poison.’

Song Ha Dojang thought about taking this chance to back out as well.

But she ended up making eye contact with Peng Guyeon.

“Don’t worry, Namgung Yeonhwa. Song Ha Dojang and I will work hard to help in your place too.”

“Ah…! I, I am…”

“Is that so? Thank you. You two are the pillars of the Orthodox Faction.”

As the Young Girl from Cheonryeon Palace martial alliance leader, Namgung Yeonhwa patted Peng Guyeon and Song Ha on the shoulders to comfort them, then quickly left the scene with Moyong Hye.

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“So what I’m saying is this.”

Mujin seated Umun Gwoe to the left of Riser who was practicing Yang Divine Art, and had Yeon Soha sit on the right, then declared.

“The two of you will guide Dang Ri-seo’s poison energy and vital energy simultaneously.”

“That’s insane!”

Umun Gwoe spoke almost like an exclamation.

It sounded that absurd to him.

“Do you think guiding another person’s energy circulation is such an easy task? It’s difficult and tricky even for one person, but you want two people to coordinate! Does that even make sense!”

“It does make sense though.”

In fact, it did make sense.

No matter how enlightened Umun Gwoe was, he couldn’t guide both poison energy and vital energy simultaneously.

Since there were two types of energy flowing in Riser’s body, there needed to be two guides for normal energy circulation to be possible.

The problem was that it was incredibly difficult, so it only made sense in theory.

“Don’t be scared, old man. We have two Mazong here, so what can’t we do?”

“Irresponsible talk! The slightest failure could lead to fatal consequences, do you truly…!”

Meanwhile, Yeon Soha thought quietly for a moment, then asked about something that puzzled her.

“The path?”

It was a question about the route for guiding internal energy.

Then Umun Gwoe grumbled with a reluctant expression and spat out.

“…Looking at the first incantation that says one source divides into yang, the starting point would be the same danjeon. After that, well. We could guide the vital energy in forward circulation and the poison energy in reverse circulation, couldn’t we?”

Then Yeon Soha shook her head back and forth.

“They won’t be parallel.”

“Hmm.”

Umun Gwoe pondered Yeon Soha’s words for a while, then slowly nodded his head.

“That’s true.”

After all, human blood vessels are formed in a circulating pattern.

If they circulated the two energies in opposite directions, they might not meet at first, but eventually there would come a moment when they would face each other and collide.

“If it comes to it, we might have to give up one of the energies. The child must live first.”

“Then the poison energy.”

At that, Umun Gwoe jumped up.

“Ridiculous! Telling the successor of Mandok Gate to abandon poison energy! If we must abandon one, it should be the vital energy!”

“No.”

Yeon Soha didn’t back down either.

It wasn’t that she thought poison energy was unconditionally bad, but compared to vital energy, its versatility was undeniably limited.

And most importantly…

‘The child played the Gwaegeum flute.’

Yeon Soha didn’t completely believe Umun Gwoe’s talk about being his disciple.

Of course, if it were true, it would be something to celebrate, but there were too many suspicious circumstances.

‘At least until I hear confirmation from the child’s own mouth that he’s truly the master…’

That’s when it happened.

“I’m not giving up either the poison energy or vital energy, so there’s no need to fight.”

Mujin said this while sitting directly facing Riser.

His posture of sitting cross-legged and deeply inhaling and exhaling was clearly that of someone about to practice energy circulation.

“…Do you have some method?”

At Umun Gwoe’s question, Mujin nodded his head small but clearly.

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“Sigh…”

Riser let out a sigh with a troubled face.

‘I never expected the curry to go berserk.’

Did it get sulky because she didn’t declare it complete right after making it?

While she had acknowledged the meat dumplings as complete as soon as they came out of the steamer, she was bothered by the fact that she hadn’t said ‘Complete!’ for the 【Chinese-style Pork Keema Curry Masala & Naan Set】 even long after making it.

‘But that wasn’t because the 【Chinese-style Pork Keema Curry Masala & Naan Set】 was incomplete, but because the disposal of the poison energy hadn’t been decided.’

To think it couldn’t wait that brief moment and caused chaos in the kitchen (danjeon) before running away.

‘Wait.’

Suddenly Riser’s eyes deepened with suspicion.

‘Isn’t this overly imaginative for my mental image?’

Of course, Riser’s ability to construct mental images was undoubtedly excellent.

The ability to realistically implement complexly woven surrounding environments.

A way of thinking freely expanded through past life experiences.

The knack for designing the rules of the mental world and drawing out desired results.

In many aspects, ordinary martial artists couldn’t even follow in Riser’s footsteps.

However, on the other hand, Riser knew.

All these advantages were also characteristics that existed ‘because her imagination wasn’t overly abundant.’

“…This isn’t my imagination.”

Riser was certain.

‘There’s no way someone like me could conceive of curry going berserk on its own.’

The second letter of her MBTI was S. Her imagination wasn’t that abundant.

The reason Riser could implement the realistic marketplace of Dang Family Village was because she had actually been to that place.

She could envision stainless steel cooking counters and sinks because she was familiar with modern kitchens.

Arbitrarily changing the rules of the mental world to gain benefits followed the same principle.

In the mental world, nothing beyond the user’s imagination could occur.

For example, even if she set a rule for formless internal energy saying ‘From today, your name is meat dumpling,’ Riser’s mental world would only respond with ‘If internal energy is a meat dumpling, then the energy of the spiritual medicine that’s its ingredient should be visualized as dumpling ingredients.’

Something like the meat dumpling suddenly pointing fingers and saying ‘How rude! I’m vegan!’ while acting rebellious could never happen.

“Then that means Curry going berserk was caused by someone else… an external influence…”

Riser naturally recalled the last person she had met before entering her breathing meditation.

The unnamed poison master who emanated such toxic energy that she had wondered if he might be a relative of her elder.

‘It is possible.’

The essence of 【Chinese-Style Pork Keema Curry Masala & Naan Set】 was poison energy.

If it was a poison master… it wouldn’t be particularly surprising if he could influence another person’s poison energy.

However, what puzzled her was the motive.

‘What grudge could he possibly have against me?’

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