The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 219

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Chapter 219.
“You said you learned from that old man Yeol Hwa Dae Gwi how to redirect force and push away a wine cup using Yeol Yang Ji Ryeok, didn’t you?”
At that time, Eum Gwae Ma Gyeom had chuckled and spoken.
“It’s rarely used now, but in the old days of the Demonic Path, there were many techniques with no gain and no loss—得斧失斧.”
Techniques like the Cha Gi Ta Ryeok that Yeol Hwa Dae Gwi favored, for instance.”
Yeol Hwa Dae Gwi had once taught Bu Eunseol the secret of Cha Gi Ta Ryeok—a method that neutralized an enemy’s inner energy while redirecting it in another direction.
“With Cha Gi Ta Ryeok, you can redirect an enemy’s inner energy elsewhere, but you cannot pour your own inner energy into them.”
Eum Gwae Ma Gyeom, crouching before Bu Eunseol who was tightening her meridians, spoke with a childlike, radiant smile.
“But this useless, abandoned technique shines brilliantly in Shaolin’s Goshim Technique!”
Cha Gi Ta Ryeok was not about resisting the incoming enemy force—instead, it gathered that force together and pulled it downward.
Though useless against ordinary attacks, it proved remarkably effective against the Eighteen Arhats’ Goshim Technique, which unleashed different inner energies simultaneously.
When surrounded by the Eighteen Arhats in the past, Eum Gwae Ma Gyeom had escaped the Goshim formation using the Cha Gi Ta Ryeok method.
And he had now transmitted that technique to Bu Eunseol.
‘Pull the surging inner force downward through the Yongcheon Acupoint.’
Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol shifted her Bangeuk True Qi, which had been resisting the incoming force, and enveloped the Eighteen Arhats’ energy.
And just as she attempted to draw the Eighteen Arhats’ energy downward through the Yongcheon Acupoint at the sole of her foot,
‘What is happening?’
Something strange occurred.
The moment she wrapped the Eighteen Arhats’ inner energy and pushed it toward the Yongcheon Acupoint, the pulled inner energy naturally began flowing into Bu Eunseol’s meridians instead.
“…!”
Bu Eunseol was not the only one who sensed the anomaly.
The Eighteen Arhats, who had been deploying the Goshim formation with all their might, stared at each other with wide eyes.
‘What is the meaning of this!’
The inner energy that had been pressing down on Bu Eunseol was suddenly being absorbed into her meridians.
‘Is this woman a ghost?’
Gong Myeong’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Each of the Eighteen Arhats possessed inner energy exceeding a full decade of cultivation.
Yet she was effortlessly receiving that surging inner energy and transmitting it into her own body?
This was something that could not happen unless she were a ghost.
‘No—this woman must have mastered Hell Blood Castle’s Hwa Gong Dae Beop or the Ghost Gate’s Yo Won Seo Gong!’
As Bu Eunseol absorbed their energy into her body, Gong Myeong concluded that she had mastered demonic arts capable of instantly absorbing or dissipating power.
Whoosh.
Meanwhile, a golden radiance began to emanate from Bu Eunseol’s body accompanied by a low vibration.
The surging, magnificent inner energy of the Eighteen Arhats flowed ceaselessly through her meridians.
Bu Eunseol, bathed in golden light, appeared like an enlightened Buddha radiating solemn majesty.
Only after witnessing the golden radiance flowing through her body did Bu Eunseol understand why this phenomenon was occurring.
‘The source of my energy… it was indeed Shaolin’s after all.’
Hyul Geum Gang had said that the breathing technique Bu Eunseol learned from childhood was a longevity secret extracted from Shaolin’s Yeok Geun Gyeong.
And that was the truth.
As the true source of inner power flowed through the same meridians, it naturally became intertwined with her energy channels.
‘This is refreshing.’
The Eighteen Arhats’ pure inner power gradually permeated Bu Eunseol’s meridians, cleansing and opening her vital channels.
“Ugh.”
At that moment, Gong Myeong trembled slightly with a groan.
What if Bu Eunseol continued in this state, draining their inner power like a vengeful spirit endlessly transmitted through their meridians?
Eventually their power would be depleted, and they would meet a miserable end.
‘Hmm.’
As Bu Eunseol watched, she too soon furrowed her brow in contemplation.
No matter how aligned the source was, the Eighteen Arhats’ combined inner power far exceeded sixty years’ worth of cultivation by simple calculation.
Though she dispersed their power evenly through her blood vessels, the volume was simply too great. Had she been an ordinary martial artist, her meridians would have been torn to shreds.
‘I cannot continue.’
A subtle ache had already begun to spread to her dantian.
Then Bu Eunseol’s eyes flashed brilliantly as she cried out.
“Prepare yourselves! I shall drain every last trace of your power, then sever your heads!”
Speaking during an inner power struggle was suicide. The moment one opened their mouth to exhale, their power would drain away in an instant.
Yet when Bu Eunseol opened her mouth and shouted during the power exchange, Gong Myeong was utterly startled.
“Gasp!”
As an involuntary cry escaped him, the power he had been channeling wavered instantly.
When Gong Myeong’s stream of inner power—the mightiest among them—faltered, the Eighteen Arhats were thrown into great confusion.
“Ugh!”
The High Immortal Technique required channeling pure, robust vital energy in a steady and stable manner.
But as all the Eighteen Arhats panicked, the vital energy they were channeling became hopelessly tangled.
‘Now!’
Bu Eunseol swiftly seized the opportunity and expelled the inner power flowing through her meridians downward into the ground.
“Ahhh!”
As the vital energy that had been transmitted through Bu Eunseol’s body vanished without a trace, the Eighteen Arhats screamed and staggered backward.
“Our power! All of our power has vanished!”
When Gong Hak, the youngest of the Eighteen Arhats, cried out in panic, Bu Eunseol seized the moment and broke through the barrier of vital energy, escaping outward.
At last, she had escaped the High Immortal Technique’s grasp.
“Huff, huff.”
The Eighteen Arhats all hung their heads, breathing heavily.
Having rapidly exhausted their power while their spirits remained unsettled, they had fallen into a state of profound emptiness.
Shing.
In that moment, Bu Eunseol drew her silent sword.
If she attacked now, she could sever the Eighteen Arhats’ heads in a single stroke.
“….”
But Bu Eunseol did not.
Had she confidently shattered the High Immortal Technique, she would have immediately taken their heads.
Yet this victory was merely a gift placed in her hands, earned through mastering Shaolin’s life-preservation secrets.
If I were to slay the Eighteen Arhats by exploiting the inner energy secrets I’ve learned from Shaolin, nothing but dissatisfaction would remain.
“Why didn’t you kill him?”
As Bu Eunseol stood motionless like a stone statue, her sword drawn, Gong Myeong spoke in a low voice.
“If you had drawn your blade immediately, without giving Gwang Yeon a chance to intervene… you could have severed Bin Seung’s neck in one stroke.”
Bu Eunseol spoke coldly as she gazed at the pallid Gong Myeong.
“There’s nothing to explain.”
Bu Eunseol sheathed her silent sword and turned her body away.
“Go.”
Only then did Gong Myeong, who had been staring at Bu Eunseol’s retreating figure, come to a realization.
‘Now that I think about it….’
Bu Eunseol’s inner energy, suffused with the power of the Gosin Sect, was both majestic and pure in its vital essence.
When one considered it, such a cultivation method could never be mastered by a truly vicious demonic cultivator.
Moreover, if she were a demonic cultivator who reveled in slaughter… would she not have seized the opportunity to sever the Eighteen Arhats’ neck in a single breath?
‘I see now. That’s why Wudang stopped pursuing her.’
Wudang had commanded the great master Song Ak to kill Bu Eunseol without fail.
Yet in the end, he had returned empty-handed.
Still, Wudang showed no particular reaction and ceased pursuing Bu Eunseol any further.
It was likely because Song Ak had seen through Bu Eunseol’s true nature.
“The rumors of Murim cannot be trusted.”
Gong Myeong sighed deeply.
The Orthodox Sects had always spread word that the Ten Demon Experts of Nangya Sect, corrupted by demonic nature, had slain a great master….
But in reality, she was merely a cold and ruthless martial artist.
“May Bin Seung ask one question?”
“….”
“Why does a martial artist like yourself continually oppose Gae Bang?”
Ordinarily, Bu Eunseol would not have answered this question.
But perceiving a hint of goodwill in Gong Myeong’s tone, Bu Eunseol turned her head.
“I am searching for Geol Wang.”
“Geol Wang….”
Only then did Gong Myeong nod, as if grasping the entire situation.
“So Gae Bang revealed your whereabouts.”
“Gae Bang?”
“Indeed.”
Gong Myeong wore a faint smile.
“Gu Hong Cheong is the Grand Elder of Gae Bang, but in truth, his relations with the leadership are not particularly good. You must already be aware of this fact.”
Bu Eunseol nodded lightly.
Geol Wang, Gu Hong Cheong, had distinguished himself as an exceptional martial talent from his youth, and through this had swiftly inherited the purified martial arts of Gae Bang.
And finally, he had risen to the position of candidate for Gae Bang Master.
His aspiration was to systematically develop Gae Bang, a den of beggars, and transform it into the greatest faction under heaven, surpassing even Shaolin.
However, the previous Gae Bang Master, Sang Gwan Woon, believed his ambition would destroy Gae Bang, and ultimately passed the position of Master to Yeon Wi Sung, Gu Hong Cheong’s disciple.
Deeply disheartened by this setback, he abandoned Gae Bang and wandered aimlessly until Yeon Wi Sung suddenly passed away.
Then Gu Hong Cheong believed he could finally become the Bangju and returned to Gae Bang.
However, the elders of the Eight Paths chose the mild-mannered No Bong as the next Bangju, not the ambitious Gu Hong Cheong.
Yet, as if by heaven’s will, even No Bong fell gravely ill and lost his strength, and ultimately the duties of the Banghoe fell to Hae Poong, the Vice Bangju.
Then Gu Hong Cheong changed his strategy.
He would place the master martial artist Seong Ryun as Bangju and rule Gae Bang from behind the scenes.
But when Bu Eunseol killed him and that plan crumbled as well, he is now building forces with the intention of ascending to Bangju himself.
“Are you searching for Gu’s whereabouts?”
“Do you know where he is?”
“I don’t. His movements are beyond even Gae Bang’s intelligence network to track.”
Then why bother laying out all these complicated explanations?
As Bu Eunseol raised her eyebrows with a bewildered expression, Gong Myeong offered a faint smile.
“But I do know a way to make him come seeking you.”
After taking a deep breath, he gazed at the clear sky visible beyond Bu Eunseol and spoke.
“Go to Seon Hwa Peak on Won Woon Mountain.”
“Seon Hwa Peak?”
“Yes. Once you go there, you’ll see a way to make Gu come seeking you.”
His words were like a riddle.
Yet Bu Eunseol nodded lightly. Gong Myeong, an Arhat of the Eighteen Arhats, would never speak nonsense.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
Gong Myeong pressed his palms together in reverence and turned his body.
“I hope this has been of service.”
It was truly strange.
Why would Gong Myeong, an Arhat of the Eighteen Arhats and a high monk of Shaolin, provide such information?
‘Even the Buddhist Order calculates profit.’
Bu Eunseol, contemplating deeply, could discern Gong Myeong’s true intentions.
No matter how formidable Bu Eunseol’s strength, she could not defeat Gu Hong Cheong, who had reached the Extreme Heaven Realm.
If she were to find him and fight, the Eighteen Arhats could maintain the peace of Murim in an instant without bloodying their own hands.
“Then.”
As Gong Myeong turned to leave, the Eighteen Arhats followed behind him.
But Gwang Yeon did not depart, regarding Bu Eunseol as if he had something to say.
“Do you have something to say?”
Gwang Yeon pressed his palms together while regarding Bu Eunseol.
“Seeing you, Bu Bangju, fills me with shame.”
“….”
“Even as a disciple of the Buddhist Order, I cannot help but follow the interests of my sect. In truth, the Arhat Hall’s abbot relied on Geol Wang’s assistance.”
“I know.”
Bu Eunseol answered without concern.
“My purpose is to face him regardless.”
“I see.”
Gwang Yeon spoke with a faint smile playing at his lips.
“Do you know? If one cultivates the Prajna Great Ability among the Seventy-Two Techniques of our headquarters, one can obtain abilities similar to Mind Reading.”
“….”
“Of course, it is not truly reading another’s heart… but rather sensing emotions through the flow of vital energy, or predicting movements to that degree.”
Bu Eunseol stared intently at Gwang Yeon’s face.
“There is a similar technique in Geom Gak called Equal Enlightenment Single Rotation.”
Then Gwang Yeon whispered softly.
“I am telling you that upon reaching the Extreme Heaven Realm, such things become possible without even learning martial arts.”
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s eyes wavered like ripples on water.
Only now could I understand the meaning behind Gwang Yeon’s words.
‘Mind Reading, Equal Enlightenment Single Rotation… was that it?’
It was no coincidence that Gwang Yeon had seen through my Heavenly Celestial Sigh.
He too must have mastered the Prajna Great Ability.
And because he had carefully observed and analyzed the entire foundation of my Formless Heavenly Stream technique…
He was able to predict to some degree the moves of the Heavenly Celestial Sigh that I unleashed with all my conviction.
‘If I had fought Geol Wang without knowing such facts….’
Bu Eunseol narrowed her eyes.
Had I faced Gu Hong Cheong in my current state?
Even if I unleashed the Heavenly Celestial Sigh hundreds of times, I would have been defeated.
‘Small pieces gathering together to form a complete picture.’
Gwang Yeon, who had mastered the Prajna Great Ability without reaching the Extreme Heaven Realm, had grasped the essence of the Heavenly Celestial Sigh to some degree after clashing with the Formless Heavenly Stream technique multiple times.
Then surely Geol Wang, who had ascended to the Extreme Heaven Realm, would naturally see through the essence of the Heavenly Celestial Sigh.
“You, the Honored Guest, are accepting all trials and awakening through your own understanding.”
Gwang Yeon gazed at Bu Eunseol with a profound gaze.
“But whether it be martial arts or Buddhist dharma… a good teacher is necessary for great achievement.”
He spoke as though he had glimpsed my circumstances and the depths of my heart.
‘Hmm.’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes deepened.
The martial secrets of Nangya Sect lay in enlightenment—in awakening.
Having mastered various martial techniques, I no longer took a teacher, instead evolving my martial arts through life-or-death combat.
While this method allowed rapid enlightenment of many things, it carried the disadvantage of requiring me to grasp the subtle principles of martial arts on my own.
“In the past, Nangya Sect produced the greatest masters of Tianxia multiple times, yet even now it does not conduct systematic transmission of martial knowledge.”
Gwang Yeon spoke in a low voice.
“Ultimately, the achievement of martial realm is determined by the aptitude for enlightenment of the learner, making it increasingly difficult to produce outstanding figures.”
“Why do you impart such understanding to me?”
Bu Eunseol could not fathom Gwang Yeon’s attitude of transmitting enlightenment to her.
“Were you not my enemy?”
“I am also a disciple of Shaolin.”
Gwang Yeon smiled.
“Gu’s ambitions are not limited to Gae Bang. Rather than allowing one who could disturb the Murim to rise to power… it would not be bad if someone without ambition were to win.”
Bu Eunseol found the situation utterly absurd.
‘Is Shaolin truly such a terrifying place?’
The Abbot of the Arhat Hall had revealed Gu Hong Cheong’s information and laid out a murderous scheme.
Yet this figure known as Shaolin’s Greatest Talent was suggesting that rather than a righteous sect member who could stir up turmoil across the Murim….
he would prefer victory to fall to a restrained individual from the Demonic Path.
“It seems the disciples of the Buddhist Order enjoy borrowing others’ hands to serve their own interests.”
Despite Bu Eunseol’s cutting remark, Gwang Yeon maintained an unwavering gaze and a subtle smile.
“That is one way to view it, certainly.”
‘This man too should have become a lay disciple.’
Gwang Yeon was far more suited to the secular world than any Buddhist monk.
Perhaps Shaolin had granted him the position of Keeper of the Precepts precisely because they understood this.
“Then, should fate allow it, we shall meet again.”
Gwang Yeon pressed his palms together in reverence, as though his business here was concluded.
Then he unfurled his divine movement technique and vanished in an instant.
Watching Gwang Yeon disappear like wind, Bu Eunseol drew a deep breath.
“So it begins now.”
Regardless, through Gwang Yeon’s counsel, I had discovered a critical flaw in my martial arts foundation.
And at last, I had grasped the tail of Geol Wang.
“But….”
With this revelation, I had to completely overhaul the plans I had meticulously laid out.
Moreover, I had to urgently shore up the deficiencies in my martial arts.
Only then could I barely stand against such a formidable adversary as Geol Wang.

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