The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 205

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Chapter 205.
Time seemed to have frozen within the Special Chamber, and a suffocating heaviness pressed down from above.
“You’ve lost your mind.”
After a prolonged silence, Yong Jeok Bi finally spoke, his gaze fixed upon Bu Eunseol.
“Kill one of the Four Gods Seven Kings? Surely you don’t mean to say you’ll accomplish this ten years hence, simply because no deadline was specified?”
He was the successor to Geuk Sal Mil Gak, an organization steeped in the art of assassination.
Even Yong Jeok Bi, with all his expertise, deemed it impossible to achieve without a span of ten years.
Yet Bu Eunseol offered no response.
The death of Gyeol Wang.
This was a task I had to undertake myself. Had it not been for the Fengyun Corps’ sacrifice, I would have perished long ago.
‘Besides, if I were merely ordered to do it, I’d find it utterly repugnant.’
Had another passive mission been assigned to me, I would have felt nothing but revulsion.
But Yeop Hyo Cheon had thrust forth the sealed orders, and by fortune, they aligned with what I desired. For one who had always maintained an active existence, this was nothing short of providence.
“Hmm.”
At that moment, Do Cheon Rin let out a contemplative sound.
Then, as if struck by sudden realization, his eyes gleamed as he spoke.
“Bu Eunseol. You intend to alter the contents of the sealed orders later.”
The absence of a deadline.
This could be interpreted as permission to modify the order’s contents.
But Yeop Hyo Cheon shook his head firmly and declared with finality.
“Once the sealed order is chosen, no modification is permitted.”
At this, Do Cheon Rin suddenly stepped forward and clasped his hands together.
“No matter how exceptional one’s martial prowess, there exist tasks that are simply impossible.”
And with utmost gravity, he continued.
“Of course, in the distant future, he may well ascend to the position of one of the Four Gods Seven Kings. But the purpose of issuing these sealed orders is to test the capabilities of the successors, is it not?”
It was incomprehensible.
He who had consistently opposed Bu Eunseol’s candidacy for succession—why was he now pleading with Yeop Hyo Cheon?
“If I fall, wouldn’t that be all the better? Do Cheon Rin.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Do Cheon Rin chuckled softly.
“That wouldn’t be so bad either. But I’d hate even more to watch a rival who fought me to the very end meet ruin through some absurd blunder.”
A curious statement.
Strictly speaking, Do Cheon Rin’s true rival was not Bu Eunseol, but Wi Ji Hye Sang.
For long, the Blood-Dyed Sword School and the Hwawoo Sword Sect had been compared against one another, locked in perpetual rivalry.
Yet he was publicly designating Bu Eunseol as his worthy opponent.
“His words ring true, Bu Sohyeop.”
Despite Do Cheon Rin’s insulting demeanor, Wi Ji Hye Sang’s expression brightened into a radiant smile.
“Why not heed his counsel and reconsider once more?”
Innocent and guileless in appearance though he was, he too spoke with hidden intent.
―I regard you as my rival, not Do Cheon Rin.
The two were engaged in a battle of wills, using Bu Eunseol as their stage.
Bu Eunseol, fully aware of this reality, shook her head with an unbothered expression.
“I have already decided.”
As Bu Eunseol’s answer flowed forth, Yeop Hyo Cheon asked in a low voice.
“It seems you have already determined which of the Four Gods Seven Kings you will eliminate.”
“That is correct.”
“Whom have you chosen?”
“Gu Hong Cheong.”
“The Beggar King, then.”
Yeop Hyo Cheon smiled faintly, as if he had anticipated this choice.
Indeed, the Beggar King was the weakest master among the Four Gods Seven Kings, ranking last in martial prowess.
Yet he had reached the threshold of the Extreme Heaven Realm, and more importantly, he was the Grand Elder of the Gae Bang—the Orthodox Sects’ supreme intelligence organization among the Nine Sects One Alliance.
Considering these two factors, he was undoubtedly a formidable figure not to be trifled with.
“I see.”
Yeop Hyo Cheon nodded with an unbothered expression, then turned his gaze toward Wi Ji Hye Sang.
“You will not choose a successor today?”
“That is correct.”
“Then it is finished.”
Yeop Hyo Cheon displayed a thin smile as he regarded his successors.
“Since you have all determined what must be done, you may all leave now.”
At his words, the successors in the Special Chamber bowed respectfully to Yeop Hyo Cheon and departed.
Do Cheon Rin and Wi Ji Hye Sang kept their gazes fixed upon Bu Eunseol until the moment they crossed the threshold.
Yet Bu Eunseol remained standing motionless, showing no intention to leave.
“It appears you have something to say to me, the sect leader.”
Yeop Hyo Cheon smiled broadly, and Bu Eunseol nodded.
“That is so.”
“Speak.”
Bu Eunseol brought her hands together.
Then, with utmost seriousness and a hint of caution, she opened her mouth.
“Is the position of successor to the Demon Hall predetermined?”
Silence hung in the air for a moment.
Yeop Hyo Cheon stared directly into Bu Eunseol’s eyes instead of answering.
It was an expression that seemed to ask if there was more she wished to say.
“Allow me to rephrase my question.”
Bu Eunseol took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice.
“Was Do Cheon Rin designated as the successor to the Demon Hall?”
As the question changed, Yeop Hyo Cheon’s lips parted slowly.
“Why do you think so?”
“No matter how much authority the Young Master of the Blood-Dyed Sword School possesses, he could not easily command the masters of the Demon Hall.”
In truth, it was deduction so simple it required no deep contemplation.
Do Cheon Rin had manipulated the lords of the Demon Hall to drive Bu Eunseol from the Nangya Sect and lure her to the Abandoned Manor.
And the moment Bu Eunseol parted ways with him, masters from the Orthodox Sects—Wudang Sect, Hell Blood Sect, and others—launched their assault as if they had been waiting for this very moment.
No matter how accomplished a successor of the Blood-Dyed Sword School might be, such overwhelming force was simply too much.
“Heh heh.”
Yeop Hyo Cheon’s expression shifted into a satisfied smile, as if answering without words.
“Though you entered the martial world late, you possess none of the disadvantage compared to the successors of the Ten Demonic Gates, who inherited the highest talents and teachings of the Demonic Path.”
Yeop Hyo Cheon murmured something between a sigh and admiration before speaking softly.
“Does that answer your question?”
“It does, sir.”
Bu Eunseol cupped her hands respectfully and turned to leave. But then Yeop Hyo Cheon’s low voice reached her from behind.
“The future I foresee will require a blade.”
As Bu Eunseol turned back, Yeop Hyo Cheon wore a mysterious smile.
“Become a blade. A single, sharp blade.”
A blade serves two purposes.
It can threaten by its very existence, and when wielded, it can cut through anything.
―Become the blade that excises the rotted flesh.
Bu Eunseol did not ask the meaning of those words.
Yeop Hyo Cheon’s gaze conveyed the precise intent.
“There is one thing I must ask of you.”
“Speak.”
Thereafter, she and Yeop Hyo Cheon exchanged hushed, confidential words.
“Thank you.”
Once their conversation concluded, Bu Eunseol cupped her hands in respect once more, then turned and departed without hesitation.
* * *
Clatter-clatter-clatter.
The gates of Demon Hall opened, and a carriage dyed in black raced down Gwan Do.
Atop the carriage hung a banner bearing the symbol of Demon Hall, while around it, commanders of Sa Yeong Dae rode on fine steeds, and the corps members trailed behind, concealing their movements with secret techniques.
“What exactly are you thinking, Brother Bu?”
Hyuk So Jin, arms crossed, spoke to Bu Eunseol, who gazed out the window.
“To assassinate Geol Wang? Why would you choose such a task?”
As Bu Eunseol departed Demon Hall, rumors began to spread discreetly that she had chosen to eliminate one of the Four Gods Seven Kings.
A matter that should have remained classified had been leaked. It was almost certainly one of the four successors who had deliberately spread the word.
Do Cheon Rin had concealed his own choice, and Wi Ji Hye Sang had yet to make one, but both possessed superhuman martial prowess and insight.
‘Or perhaps it wasn’t those two.’
Hyuk So Jin shook his head.
It was possible that either Yong Jeok Bi or Sin Do Woon Hui had spread the news of Bu Eunseol’s mission, or perhaps all four of them had.
As Hyuk So Jin fell into thought, Bu Eunseol’s answer came.
“It is simply what must be done.”
Hyuk So Jin exhaled deeply.
Once Bu Eunseol spoke of something as what “must be done,” it became an obligation that would inevitably be fulfilled.
“Regardless, shouldn’t we suppress the spread of these rumors? If word reaches Gae Bang, then Brother Bu’s handling of Geol Wang will be….”
Bu Eunseol’s lips curved into a cold smile.
“No, if they hadn’t spread the rumor, I would have done it myself.”
“Pardon?”
“Geol Wang is a man of considerable pride. Once he learns that I’m targeting him, he’ll appear as if to prove himself.”
With arms crossed, Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed as if lost in deep contemplation.
“Beyond that, there are many reasons why the rumor needed to spread.”
“….”
Hyuk So Jin fell silent.
Now that he thought about it, Bu Eunseol never acted on impulse. She always assessed situations with meticulous care and considered multiple strategies.
If she spoke this way, there was certainly a plan conceived with deep foresight and long-term vision.
“Why exactly are you targeting Geol Wang?”
In that instant, a brilliant light blazed forth from Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
“Because someone dared to lay hands on a disciple of the Nangya Sect.”
Those who touched the disciples of the Nangya Sect faced death, and their sects faced annihilation.
Bu Eunseol intended to strike down Geol Wang and once more proclaim the iron law and authority of the Nangya Sect throughout the Murim.
“Then where are we heading now?”
Bu Eunseol spoke calmly, her eyes still closed.
“The Destruction Spear Sect.”
“The Destruction Spear Sect….”
After pondering for a long moment, Hyuk So Jin’s eyes narrowed with understanding.
“Surely you’re not planning to gather forces and strike at Geol Wang together?”
No matter how exceptional Bu Eunseol’s skills were, the Gae Bang harbored countless masters of extraordinary ability.
Moreover, Geol Wang was a master of the Extreme Heaven Realm—something Bu Eunseol could never face alone.
“Not at all. I will face him by myself.”
Bu Eunseol gazed out the window and spoke without emotion.
“However, to engage him in single combat, I need the assistance of a master whose strength rivals my own.”
“Rivals your own… I see.”
Hyuk So Jin nodded as if suddenly grasping something.
A master of similar age to Bu Eunseol with comparable power—there existed only one class of such individuals in this world.
The Ten Demon Experts.
Bu Eunseol intended to gather the remaining Ten Demon Experts and draw upon their strength.
* * *
The Destruction Spear Sect was situated at the base of Cheonbong Mountain, southeast of Suzhou.
Following the river, one could see a beautiful forest where cypress and pine trees had been planted.
Walking further through that place, a gate resembling the first entrance of a great temple came into view.
As Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin gazed up at the massive entrance, a plaque bearing the characters “Destruction Spear Sect” appeared before them.
This was the Destruction Spear Sect—a faction wielding the strongest demonic martial art, said to place all of Tianxia beneath the feet of merely one pair of masters.
After descending from the carriage, Bu Eunseol ascended the mountain gate alongside the Sa Yeong Dae members.
At the entrance stood two warriors with piercing gazes, towering like divine generals.
From the aura and bearing they radiated, they were clearly no ordinary guards.
“I am Bu Eunseol, Master of the Sa Yeong Dae of the Demon Hall.”
Wi Sa’s body stiffened at her words.
While the position of Demon Hall Master was not particularly high in rank, stepping out into Gangho meant representing the Demon Hall itself.
“What brings you to visit our palace?”
“I’ve come to see the Ten Demon Experts of the Destruction Spear Sect.”
The two Wi Sa exchanged glances, their eyes communicating something subtle before they clasped their hands together.
“Please wait a moment.”
One of them hurried inside. It seemed he was going to inform someone of her arrival.
‘They already knew why I came.’
Bu Eunseol grasped the situation immediately.
The Destruction Spear Sect had anticipated her visit to find the Ten Demon Experts and prepared accordingly.
Rather than showing surprise, the Wi Sa had exchanged meaningful glances before rushing inside—they must have received orders to notify someone upon her arrival.
‘So this is the Ten Demonic Gates.’
The Destruction Spear Sect was a core force of the Ten Demonic Gates, and their network of power and information was unfathomably vast and intricate.
They had not only traced my path but had even predicted my intentions.
‘This won’t be easy.’
I sensed that this matter would not unfold smoothly.
Creak.
The inner door opened, and the Wi Sa who had entered returned, approaching me with clasped hands.
“Please follow me.”
The Wi Sa led me to a small pavilion situated away from the heart of the Destruction Spear Sect.
A small pond was arranged there, and within the pavilion sat an elderly man with a white beard, dressed in blue robes.
Though his frame was diminutive and his body gaunt, his spine remained perfectly straight, and his eyes gleamed with sharp intelligence.
At a glance, he appeared to be a man of considerable authority.
I observed the elder sipping tea with the ease of an immortal sage and clasped my hands in greeting.
“I am Bu Eunseol, Master of the Sa Yeong Dae.”
The elder, who had been watching my bow, gave a light nod as if noticing me for the first time.
“I am Mok In Cheong, Master of the Discipline Hall.”
Falling Sun Turns Heaven—Mok In Cheong.
A formidable master known to reverse the heavens with a single strike, as the saying went.
Yet something seemed odd. Why would the Discipline Hall Master, who strictly governed the laws of the Demon Hall rather than serving as a reception official, be greeting me personally?
“You’ve come to see our Ten Demon Experts?”
“Yes.”
“That’s not possible.”
“Why not?”
“That child is in the Face Wall Cave.”
I could not comprehend this.
What crime had Myo Cheon Woo committed to be confined to the Face Wall Cave?
“Has he committed an offense?”
“Well…”
He had been feigning ignorance, but suddenly he spoke of something entirely different.
“So you’ve publicly declared your intention to kill Geol Wang?”
From Mok In Cheong’s words and expression, I could discern two crucial facts.
That it was Sin Do Woon Hui who had spread the rumors about the spy, and that Destruction Spear Sect would not simply release Myo Cheon Woo.
“I can guess what you’re thinking. If you truly aspire to the position of successor, I wouldn’t recommend such methods.”
Mok In Cheong seemed convinced that I would strike at Geol Wang with Myo Cheon Woo’s assistance.
“That hardly seems to be a concern for the Sect Leader.”
Despite my curt response, Mok In Cheong maintained a faint smile.
“I have no choice but to be concerned. You’re currently in direct competition with our sect’s successor, are you not?”
Mok In Cheong spoke while wearing that subtle smile.
“Yet I’ve allowed you into our sect without reservation because Nangya Sect shares no particular debt or grievance with us. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
I fixed Mok In Cheong with a cold stare.
Not only was Myo Cheon Woo’s sudden departure to Face Wall Cave suspicious, but Mok In Cheong’s demeanor bordered on coercion.
“It seems you have something else you wish to convey.”
At my words, Mok In Cheong spoke coldly.
“I urge you once more—leave quietly.”
In that instant, the martial artists concealed around the Pavilion released their sharp killing intent.
Moreover, Mok In Cheong’s ring finger, which held the teacup, was pointed directly at me.
Should I show the slightest sign of using martial techniques, he would unhesitatingly unleash his palm strike.
When I said nothing, Mok In Cheong nodded with a satisfied expression.
“Then. I’m busy, so I’ll take my leave first.”
“I have come here as the leader of Sa Yeong Dae.”
“And?”
I spoke with solemn authority.
“As the Lord of Demon Hall, I command you: bring Myo Cheon Woo to me at once.”

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