The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 194

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Chapter 194.
“The Unenlightened True Knot…”
Unenlightened was Ma Cheon Je’s name.
Had Ma Cheon Je created this martial technique by modeling it after his own name?
Bu Eunseol shook her head.
Based on the content of the scripture, she could infer that the Unenlightened True Knot derived from the Buddhist concept of “ignorance knot.”
The ignorance knot—it referred to the afflictions that arose from failing to properly understand truth and phenomena.
Everything in reality was not eternal and unchanging; it was merely phenomena perceived through the sensory organs of eyes and ears.
And if one perfectly mastered the Unenlightened True Knot, one could directly perceive that truth and those phenomena.
Yet something troubled her.
Why would Ma Cheon Je, a supreme grandmaster who looked down upon the entire demonic realm, choose terminology from Buddhist teachings to create this secret martial technique?
“It defies comprehension.”
Bu Eunseol stroked her chin and shook her head.
“At a realm like Ma Cheon Je’s, perhaps the distinction between righteous and demonic paths simply ceases to exist?”
In truth, what did names matter?
What mattered was that mastering the secrets of this Unenlightened True Knot would allow one not only to reshape one’s true energy at will, but also…
To master a remarkable secret that permitted one to sense and comprehend various phenomena through materialized true energy.
Expanding one’s perception through materialized true energy.
That was a technique only warriors who had reached the Extreme Heaven Realm could perform.
‘It’s claiming that a realm one naturally reaches can be unlocked through martial study?’
As Bu Eunseol read through the scripture, she shook her head in disbelief.
If such a thing were possible, then martial techniques like “Transcendent Realm Martial Study” or “Extreme Heaven Realm Martial Study”…
Would have existed separately according to martial cultivation levels.
‘From a martial theory standpoint, it’s impossible.’
Bu Eunseol exhaled softly.
She had realized that she still lacked the ability to fully comprehend or appreciate the essence of the secret texts authored by Ma Cheon Je.
‘There’s no helping it. For now, I can only learn it as is.’
Bu Eunseol cast aside her distracting thoughts and began committing the scripture to memory.
Finally, the last ten days arrived.
Bu Eunseol had reached a level where she could deploy the secrets of the Unenlightened True Knot to a considerable degree.
Was this also coincidence?
Originally, the text stated that at least three hundred days of rigorous training were required to deploy this Unenlightened True Knot.
Yet the Unenlightened True Knot, as if modeled after the Half-Extreme Heart Method, had true energy circulation patterns that matched exactly.
Because of this, Bu Eunseol had been able to deploy the Unenlightened True Knot to a considerable degree in this short span of time.
“Let me test it out.”
As Bu Eunseol drew upon her power, her eyes flickered not with the crimson light of Half-Extreme Blood, but with golden radiance.
Szzzt.
As Bu Eunseol extended her fingers, dozens of threads wavering like gossamer became visible.
She had materialized the powerful true energy flowing through her meridians.
Whoosh.
As I moved my fingertips, a brilliant flash of light materialized into the shape of a wooden box.
Doubling my true energy and waving my hand again, the wooden box transformed into the intricate form of a key.
Click.
As I placed the key I had formed from true energy onto the table, in that instant I could perceive the texture and temperature of the table.
And I grasped the form of even the invisible leg portions in their entirety.
“The sensation transmits completely, but… the form is still limited to this level for now.”
Though I had only maintained it for a brief moment, sweat beaded on my forehead, and my entire meridian network felt twisted and dizzy.
“But if I become more proficient, I could create even more intricate forms.”
Had the warriors of Murim witnessed this, they would have been astounded.
Once one’s inner power exceeds a certain threshold, true energy can be materialized faintly, and at three times that threshold, the form can be maintained with reasonable clarity.
However, such materialization merely allows one to express the explosive momentum that erupts from the body when drawing inner power to its maximum in the form of an energy wave, or…
To infuse it into weapons and create forms following patterns like sword energy.
Nowhere in all of Murim could one find a method to create intricate and diverse forms at will.
Yet I had created a complex form like a key and remained unsatisfied.
“Once I unfold it, I must wait until my meridians stabilize… that’s the constraint.”
A light of conflict flickered in my eyes.
To use the Nameless True Method repeatedly, I would need to master the Heart Purification Secret—eliminating emotion and emptying the mind to fortify the spirit.
Without doing so, I could only unfold it for an extremely brief duration, as now.
“If I could use the Nameless True Method freely, I could claim to have stepped into the Extreme Heaven Realm in one stride.”
Had it been before meeting Geuk Hye Bin, I would have unhesitatingly mastered the Heart Purification Secret.
But Bu Chanyang had guided the emotionless young Bu Eunseol’s hand, showed me the beauty of nature, and taught me the wonders of the world.
He taught me to observe people and how to live in harmony with them.
Into my heart, which was like a barren desert, he allowed the seed of emotion to take root.
How could I possibly return to my former self?
“I will make my own effort. To use the Nameless True Method freely without the Heart Purification Secret.”
The greatest gain from this place was the martial secret that allowed me to be certain of entering the Extreme Heaven Realm.
“If I could reach such a state… then I could finally claim to have achieved a fully mature Extreme Heaven Realm…”
In that moment, my eyes flashed with brilliance.
I had awakened to the fact that I had been unconsciously obsessed with the Extreme Heaven Realm all along.
“I must reach a path no one has walked. A realm no one has achieved.”
As I grasped this forgotten truth, my eyes filled with a mysterious radiance.
In the past, Ma Cheon Je had spoken thus.
―If you wish to reign above all others, you must not climb the stairs built by others.
“I will walk a new path that no one has traversed. And this Nameless True Method… will become my guide through that new path.”
I, who had been murmuring softly, released a deep sigh and spoke.
“But the name Nameless True Method is too bleak…”
My eyes, which had been contemplating for a moment, suddenly gleamed.
“I shall call it the Wish-Fulfilling True Method.”
Wish-Fulfilling.
It meant the ability to accomplish whatever one desires, like the power of Buddha.
And through the Yeui True Formation, Bu Eunseol would sweep away the steps created by others and leap toward a new path that no one had ever walked.
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Inside the Holy Demon Pavilion.
Ma Cheon Je looked down at Bu Eunseol, who stood with her hands clasped together and her head bowed beneath the altar, and nodded.
“Well done.”
Then, seated upon the high platform, he continued in a low voice.
“There is nothing better than filling one’s deficiencies. Especially when it becomes a stepping stone to climb higher.”
Remarkably, Ma Cheon Je had discerned from merely seeing Bu Eunseol return from the Man Ma Yu Jin Gak what martial arts she had mastered.
He seemed to have grasped at a glance the essence and enlightenment she had attained.
Of course, such perception was only possible for Ma Cheon Je, who had reached the far edge of the boundless martial realm known as the Wuji Scripture.
“That degree of attainment should suffice.”
As Bu Eunseol lifted her head with a puzzled expression, Ma Cheon Je rose to his feet and nodded.
“Assign a task to that child as well.”
Then he turned and vanished.
As Ma Cheon Je disappeared after uttering those brief words, Bu Eunseol could not hide her bewilderment.
“I shall explain the rest.”
Swish.
At that moment, a figure’s shadow emerged from the darkness on the left, accompanied by a low, gentle voice.
It was a tall middle-aged man dressed as a scholar. Though his frame appeared lean, his eyes were remarkably large and deep, radiating wisdom at first glance.
It was none other than Baek Jeon Cheon, the Master of Man Bak Dang.
“Master.”
Bu Eunseol clasped her hands together in surprise.
It was startling enough that he had appeared alone in the Holy Demon Pavilion where Ma Cheon Je resided, but she had detected no presence until he emerged from the darkness.
‘So the Master possesses such formidable martial prowess as well.’
Baek Jeon Cheon, despite his elevated position, had never been regarded as a particularly remarkable figure—merely as a talented scholar.
Yet in truth, he was a master of terrifying martial skill.
‘Of course, that makes sense.’
Thinking about it, Baek Jeon Cheon was the one who, alongside Sect Leader Hyuk Ryeon Eung, oversaw the operations of the Ten Demon Immortals.
If he were merely a scholar of superior intellect, he could never have shouldered such a weighty responsibility.
Moreover, given his appearance in this moment, Ma Cheon Je’s trust in him was clearly profound.
“It has been a while, Bu Xiaoxia.”
Baek Jeon Cheon regarded Bu Eunseol with his characteristic faint and gentle smile.
“As the saying goes, ‘After three days of parting, one must look anew’—you never fail to astonish me each time we meet, Bu Xiaoxia.”
Despite being a high-ranking official of the Demon Palace, Baek Jeon Cheon always practiced restraint and humility, forever lowering himself and elevating others.
Bu Eunseol felt anew just how formidable a figure Baek Jeon Cheon truly was.
“Have you been well all this time?”
As Bu Eunseol offered her greeting, Baek Jeon Cheon blinked with a slightly surprised expression.
“It seems you have read quite a bit of Gangho literature.”
“I’m not sure what you mean.”
“I was merely a bit surprised.”
Baek Jeon Cheon spoke with a faint smile playing at his lips.
“I never expected to hear such a greeting so quickly.”
It was a light jest, though I had wondered what he meant.
It seemed intended to ease the tension that had gripped Bu Eunseol.
“In any case, time is short, so I shall explain promptly. You must embark on yet another arduous journey.”
“What must I do?”
“Assuming the position of successor requires not only Ma Cheon Je’s approval but also the consent of the Ten Demonic Gates and the Elder Council. In other words, you must obtain the agreement of the forces that sustain the Demon Hall.”
As Baek Jeon Cheon continued, his gaze remained solemn, yet warmth emanated from it—the tenderness of a master regarding his disciple.
“Therefore, to become the successor of the Demon Hall, you must prove not only martial prowess but also the capability to match such a position.”
It was an obvious truth.
As Bu Eunseol listened intently with a serious expression, he continued.
“While you have been away in the Gangho to solidify your position as successor, the successor candidates selected by the Ten Demonic Gates and the Elder Council have each received their own missions and have been proving their abilities.”
‘So that was the case.’
Unlike the other successor candidates, Bu Eunseol possessed no foundation of support.
Because of this, I had spent four months traversing Jeol Cheon Myul Ji and Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong before returning to the Demon Palace. During that time, the other candidates had been handling various missions.
“The position of successor to the Demon Hall is not determined by martial skill alone. Beneath the Ten Demonic Gates, diverse forces converge, and you must prove your ability to lead them.”
Baek Jeon Cheon paused briefly before speaking with measured composure.
“I believe you should regard this mission as another process of separating jade from stone.”
“So my task has been decided.”
“Indeed. However….”
Baek Jeon Cheon suddenly sighed and shook his head.
“To be honest, the mission assigned is nearly unreasonable. The Ten Demonic Gates and the Elder Council have conspired to thrust an absurd task upon you.”
Bu Eunseol nodded as if she had anticipated this.
The Nangya Sect maintained little interaction with the other Ten Demonic Gates. Moreover, Bu Eunseol had poor relations with the Hwawoo Sword Sect, the White Horse Sect, and the Hell Blood Sect.
Furthermore, she had flatly rejected the proposal of Jeok Bung, the Elder Council Master…
Not a single member of the Ten Demonic Gates or the Elder Council viewed Bu Eunseol favorably.
In such circumstances, there was no possibility of a mission tailored to her situation.
“It matters not. Whatever the task may be.”
At Bu Eunseol’s confident demeanor, Baek Jeon Cheon nodded inwardly with satisfaction.
‘Such resolve is precisely what befits a successor to the Demon Hall.’
This young one’s appearance was delicate and beautiful, yet her will was as unyielding as steel—no trial could bend her.
Neither he nor Hyuk Ryeon Eung had misjudged character.
“Very well. Then I shall convey the mission assigned to you.”
Baek Jeon Cheon nodded and withdrew a decree from his robes, reading it with solemnity.
“Bu Eunseol, successor of the Nangya Sect, is hereby appointed temporary commander of the Mubon Squad. Lead them, expel the Maban Sect from Seomseong, eliminate Jeon Il Hon, the Maban Sect Master, and proclaim the Demon Hall’s authority throughout the Murim.”
With a displeased expression, he cleared his throat and continued.
“The deadline is three months. Should you fail, do not return to the Demon Hall but await further orders at the Nangya Sect.”
“I shall obey your command.”
As Bu Eunseol respectfully clasped her hands together, Baek Jeon Cheon tucked the decree away and spoke with a troubled expression.
“To speak frankly, this is an unreasonable mission. That the Demon Hall itself could not resolve the matter of the Maban Sect, yet they demand you handle it with merely the Mubon Squad members—it is preposterous.”
The Maban Sect.
A faction nestled in the Yurim region, near the northern edge of Seomseong.
Though Seomseong housed the Hua Shan Sect and the Jongnam Sect, the Maban Sect’s modest scale meant neither paid it much attention.
Yet Jeon Il Hon, the master of the Maban Sect, possessed not only exceptional martial prowess but also considerable skill in expanding influence and commanding subordinates.
He gathered numerous disciples under the guise of a newly devised sword technique, then carefully selected those from humble backgrounds to gradually infiltrate the surrounding commercial territories.
Beyond that, Jeon Il Hon personally took up his blade and merged the various large and small demonic sects around him, steadily expanding his faction’s scale.
As his power grew through such methods, his reputation and prestige swelled with each passing day. Before long, the Maban Sect had transcended Yurim itself, becoming a faction that commanded the entire Yeonan Province.
The Hua Shan and Jongnam sects, having neglected to act, later regretted their oversight—but by then, it was far too late.
Expelling the Maban Sect would require both sects to accept considerable losses, transforming it into a major confrontation.
―I shall handle this matter personally.
After the Maban Sect arbitrarily absorbed demonic forces and seized control of commerce throughout Yeonan Province, the Demon Hall dispatched large contingents multiple times to suppress them.
―We cannot allow the Demonic Path’s armies to pass through unchecked!
Yet each time, the Hua Shan and Jongnam sects raised objections.
If the Demon Hall stationed a massive force in Seomseong under the pretext of dealing with the Maban Sect—
It would be like driving out wolves only to invite tigers into one’s home.
“Moreover, the Mubon Squad is merely a temporary contingent assembled by the Demon Hall to contain troublemakers.”
Baek Jeon Cheon resumed speaking, his expression darkening.
“That is precisely why it bears the name Mubon—lacking any true foundation.”
“Indeed.”
Bu Eunseol’s expression remained composed, yet Baek Jeon Cheon’s grew increasingly troubled.
“To speak plainly, this mission is less an assignment and more a suggestion that you abandon your claim to the successor’s position.”
….
“According to our intelligence, the Maban Sect commands over three thousand disciples. Furthermore, Jeon Il Hon was counted among the Ten Blade Demons long before becoming the sect master—a formidable master indeed.”
The Ten Blade Demons.
They referred to the ten most exceptional blade wielders in the demonic martial world, each possessing unparalleled mastery of the sword.
Each of them possessed unique specialties, and their martial prowess had reached the transcendent realm.
Among them, Jeon Il Hon wielded the Phantom Soul Blade, an ancient treasure sword, employing mystical techniques that had felled countless enemies.
In his youth, when he roamed the Gangho, he earned the terrifying epithet of the Phantom Soul Ghost Blade.
“Even if you could slay Jeon Il Hon himself….”
Baek Jeon Cheon trailed off.
It was impossible, no matter how exceptional Bu Eunseol was.
A demonic faction that even major sects like Hua Shan and Jongnam dared not provoke could never be subdued by merely thirty members—the Demon Hall’s so-called troublemakers.
Baek Jeon Cheon, the Demon Hall’s finest strategist and master of cunning schemes, was saying this himself.
“Seomseong….”
Yet as Bu Eunseol grasped something, a brilliant smile suddenly bloomed across her face.
When Baek Jeon Cheon’s expression turned puzzled, she flashed her white teeth and nodded.
“This is no difficult matter.”

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