Surviving as the Heavenly Demon’s Concubine - Chapter 89

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Mujin carefully reached out his hand, fumblingly trying to gauge Riser’s position.

Estimating distance when he couldn’t even see the other person’s outline was a task that required mobilizing all his senses.

“That’s my shoulder. Just go straight down from there… No, what are you doing taking your hand away?”

“I couldn’t help it…”

“What do you mean you couldn’t help it?”

Mujin was grateful that his vision was completely obscured by the light.

Otherwise, Riser would have caught sight of his face burning red as he fidgeted restlessly.

‘Damn it. This is too stimulating!’

To be honest, he hadn’t been self-conscious when they were just holding hands.

Since they couldn’t see, they had to hold onto each other somewhere to avoid getting separated.

That was contact required by the situation, and Mujin wasn’t naive enough to assign meaning to every necessary touch.

But… the process of putting his hand inside her sleeve to find the spinning top was entirely different from simply holding hands out of necessity.

“Between my wrist and the fabric. That’s right. Like that.”

The moment he pushed his fingers into the narrow gap between her wrist and sleeve cuff, Mujin felt all his nerves concentrate at his fingertips.

‘This is driving me crazy.’

The feeling of concentrating his senses on his fingertips while unable to see was more stimulating than he had imagined.

With vision blocked, touch naturally becomes several times more sensitive.

This was even more true for a martial artist’s senses. Mujin tried to steel his mind and focus solely on the task at hand.

“…What does the spinning top look like?”

Mujin let his energy flow as he thoroughly searched inside Riser’s sleeve.

Since grabbing a container filled with poison with bare hands would likely result in poisoning, he was using his energy this way.

“About the size of a chestnut. It’s hard to describe what it looks like. The top and bottom are slightly pointed and the middle is smooth and round… but the other ceramic bottles are similarly round all over. You’d better focus on looking for the pointed parts.”

“Got it.”

Mujin concentrated intensely and injected enough energy to make her sleeve bulge as he searched for the spinning top shape Riser had described.

The demonic energy stretched out like thin threads, sweeping through every corner inside the sleeve. Several containers revealed their outlines in the flow of demonic energy. Round ones, flat ones, elongated ones. Among them, there was one that felt slightly angular at the top and bottom.

‘So this is what demonic energy is like.’

Just as the natural energy contained in elixirs is called spiritual energy, purely refined energy is called vital energy, and bile condensed with malice is called poison energy, there are various types of energy in the world.

Among them, the energy most revered and preferred by the Demonic Sect is demonic energy. It’s said to be the driving force of all demonic arts and the power to change the world.

‘How should I put it.’

It was a neutral sensation that couldn’t be expressed in a single word.

It was neither hot nor cold, neither soft nor rough. But there was definitely a force that pushed forward and advanced.

Riser simply stayed still for a moment, feeling that unfamiliar energy flowing inside her sleeve.

It was a strangely tangible moment, realizing that the owner of this energy was moving for her sake.

“Dang Ri-seo.”

At that moment, Mujin’s voice settled low near Riser’s ear.

“I think I found it.”

“You found it?”

“Yeah. Isn’t this it?”

Mujin carefully grasped the spinning top in his palm and withdrew his hand from the sleeve cuff.

If he accidentally dropped it, finding and picking it up in this light would be nearly impossible, so he had to be cautious.

Unable to see, Mujin focused all his nerves on the sensation of gripping with just his fingertips.

“Slowly… Yes. That’s it!”

Riser also knew this fact, so with careful touch she reached between Mujin’s fingers to confirm the smooth texture of the walnut wood material.

The moment she felt the familiar shape with her fingertips, the tension left Riser’s shoulders.

“That’s a relief.”

“You didn’t get poisoned, right?”

“I told you I’d be fine. I’m perfectly alright.”

Hearing Mujin’s answer, Riser nodded lightly and smiled with apparent relief.

“That’s good.”

“It’s too early to feel relieved. We still need to find somewhere with a flat surface suitable for spinning the top…”

Mujin was right.

The place where the two of them were located was an ordinary grassland with soil and grass growing haphazardly.

It wasn’t suitable ground conditions for rolling a spinning top.

Trying to spin a top on uneven ground was like reserving failure before even starting.

“How about doing it on a table instead?”

“If the spin doesn’t catch properly by mistake and someone accidentally bumps it so it falls to the floor…”

“Let’s look for another method.”

Finding some new location would be meaningless.

The only things that could exist in the Mundane World were what Riser had directly manifested.

No matter how wide an area they searched (though they couldn’t do that since they couldn’t see ahead), there was no way a suitable surface would appear.

“Wouldn’t it be better to just create something new?”

“We could go back to the Kitchen. There should be an Island Countertop with a marble surface there.”

“Isn’t that too dangerous a place to enter when we can’t see ahead?”

Now that you mention it, that’s true too.

Riser newly realized the extreme danger of a kitchen where water, fire, and sharp blades coexisted.

Hastily shaking off the terrible accident scenes that briefly flashed through her mind, Riser focused on manifestation once again.

“I’ll start now.”

She didn’t need much thought about what kind of surface would be good for spinning a top.

A smooth surface, limited area, and even a circular design favorable for spinning.

This was because there was a toy spinning arena called 【Something Blade Stadium】 whose form had been predetermined by experts.

‘It looks similar to an upside-down cauldron lid.’

If she wasn’t going to have spinning top battles, there was no particular reason for the center to be concave, but Riser did it that way without much thought.

She figured there must be some scientific reason behind what the experts had created.

She clearly drew the shape in her mind and breathed energy into those outlines.

In an instant, the form solidified, gained texture, and acquired weight.

“Complete!”

“Really?”

Mujin was amazed.

He already knew from seeing it with his own eyes that Riser’s mental abilities were extraordinary, but even so, to be able to manifest at such rapid speed.

Mujin couldn’t hide his admiration for Riser’s ability to create an object out of thin air in just a moment.

“I’m not just saying this, but you really have talent! If you ever start learning demonic arts later, you should definitely study the manifestation branch.”

Mujin spoke in a voice that seemed somewhat excited.

Since he couldn’t see ahead, the emotions conveyed through voice felt more vivid. That tone tinged with admiration wasn’t fabricated.

“I’m grateful for your words, but I’m already overwhelmed with poison arts alone. What business does a dull person who hasn’t even mastered the Five Poison Circulation Technique have coveting demonic arts?”

“Is that so.”

Mujin showed a disappointed expression.

‘She’d probably do really well if she learned demonic arts.’

Riser didn’t know it, but being able to skillfully handle the Mundane World itself meant having talent for demonic arts.

The demonic arts referred to on Mount Shiwandai weren’t just martial arts that used demonic energy for fighting.

The power to shape the world with will.

That was one of the essences of demonic arts, and Riser was already using that power in her own way.

“If you change your mind, tell me anytime. I’ll introduce you to a definitely verified good teacher.”

“Thank you. But why do you suddenly seem so relaxed…?”

“Ah.”

Mujin suddenly came to his senses.

Riser seemed so talented in demonic arts that he had unconsciously started talking about other things.

He had also gotten quite used to the situation where it was too bright to see ahead.

“You… manifested the mental image so quickly that I had some breathing room.”

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