The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 272

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Chapter 272.
Rumble rumble rumble.
A tremendous vibration, as if a herd of cattle were stampeding, reverberated in front of the Jamma Pavilion.
“What is that?”
Wi Sa, who had been standing guard in front of the Jamma Pavilion, rubbed his eyes.
Weren’t countless armed soldiers surrounding the Jamma Pavilion?
Sensing something amiss, Wi Sa gestured to his colleague.
“Quickly, inform Commander Jo.”
Jo Nam Cheon held the position of Commander of the Jamma Pavilion’s guards. Just as his colleague nodded and began moving toward where Jo Nam Cheon was staying,
“There’s no need.”
The door opened, and Bu Eunseol, dressed in casual clothes, emerged with a leisurely expression.
She had sensed the influx of soldiers surrounding the Jamma Pavilion and immediately came outside.
Screech.
The ranks of warriors standing directly ahead parted left and right, and a middle-aged man dressed in ornate robes walked forward with an imposing expression.
It was Dan Wol Hon.
“Welcome.”
Bu Eunseol smiled with ease and clasped her hands together.
“I apologize for the sudden summons.”
“What is your business?”
“Please, come inside. I have prepared tea.”
“I asked what your business is.”
Dan Wol Hon regarded Bu Eunseol with a terrifying gaze.
“If you have summoned the Patriarch for some trivial matter….”
A light like an active volcano erupted from his eyes.
“Then you will need to relocate your residence elsewhere starting today.”
Dan Wol Hon was deadly serious.
If Bu Eunseol had summoned him merely to flaunt her authority as the successor,
Then Dan Wol Hon would have the forces of Man Ma Dang immediately demolish the entire Jamma Pavilion.
As the Patriarch of the Jipma Clan, he possessed both the authority and the power to do so.
“Hmm.”
Bu Eunseol, her brow furrowed, turned her body.
“Yu Woon Ryong.”
Then the door to the Palace Hall opened, and Yu Woon Ryong, dressed as a court official, emerged carrying a wooden box.
“Present that to the Patriarch.”
“What is that?”
“It is difficult to speak of here.”
“Are you now playing games with the Patriarch?”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, a cold killing intent flowed from Dan Wol Hon’s eyes.
“Such matters should be handled by subordinates….”
“It is an extreme spirit selection.”
As Bu Eunseol’s voice transmission reached his ears, Dan Wol Hon let out an unrestrained exclamation of astonishment.
“Ugh!”
「I thought if others learned of it, the Master would face unnecessary trouble.」
Among the core families of the Demon Hall, many possessed severed meridians.
If word spread that Dan Wol Hon had obtained the Extreme Spirit Immortal Fruit? He would be hounded by countless individuals seeking it.
“I’ve heard the Master has endured considerable hardship, laboring under such demanding duties.”
Yu Woon Ryong spoke in a clear, melodious voice as if having received prior instruction from Bu Eunseol.
“This is ginseng brought from Hae Dong. It will greatly aid in restoring your vital essence.”
Dan Wol Hon accepted the wooden box Yu Woon Ryong offered with a vacant expression.
Though the wooden box was sealed shut, an indescribably fresh and invigorating fragrance permeated the air in all directions.
What lay within was certainly not ginseng, but the Extreme Spirit Immortal Fruit.
“This is….”
Tears welled up in Dan Wol Hon’s eyes.
He had brought the entire Man Ma Dang to display his power and suppress the momentum of Bu Eunseol, now the successor…
Yet she freely gifted him a miraculous elixir that could save his daughter’s life?
Moreover, it was a supreme technique manual that, if he consumed it, would grant him this lord’s inner strength.
“You, you….”
Dan Wol Hon approached Bu Eunseol and grasped both his hands as if performing a prostrate bow.
“Thank you.”
He spoke in a trembling voice, suppressing the overwhelming surge of emotion.
“This old master will serve you with absolute loyalty until death. Nay, even if my entire body withers to ash!”
At Dan Wol Hon’s cry, the masters of Man Ma Dang standing behind him turned pale with shock.
They had received orders to destroy the Jamma Pavilion without hesitation if commanded.
Yet suddenly he was pledging his loyalty to Bu Eunseol at the top of his voice?
“There is no need for such words.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I am merely repaying a debt owed to Lord Dan Wol Hon.”
“A debt? What debt?”
Bu Eunseol withdrew a necklace from which a transparent jade pendant hung.
“With this Jade of Heavenly Clarity, I overcame a great crisis.”
Dan Wol Hon rubbed his eyes.
Why was the precious necklace that should have been hanging around his daughter’s neck dangling from this man’s neck instead?
“So Yok gave you…this?”
Moreover, it was a keepsake his late wife had left for his daughter before her death.
Yet she had secretly given it to Bu Eunseol without consulting him?
“How on earth did you come to possess it?”
In response to Dan Wol Hon’s question, Bu Eunseol explained calmly.
When leaving the Demon Hall, Dan Seo Ok had given it to him to use when visiting Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong…
And with it, he had saved the life of Hyuk Gong Baek, the lord of Jeol Cheon Myul Ji.
“Tch!”
After hearing the entire explanation, Dan Wol Hon released his clasped hands and bellowed.
“Forget everything I just said!”
Dan Wol Hon was furious from head to toe.
It wasn’t about regretting the Jade of Heavenly Purity.
That necklace was a betrothal gift that Dan Seo Ok had chosen to give to her fiancé. Yet without consulting her father even once, she simply handed it over to Bu Eunseol?
“This cannot be. It simply cannot be….”
Dan Wol Hon trembled with rage.
He hadn’t even begun to consider giving his blessing….
Dan Wol Hon simply wasn’t prepared in his heart to accept Bu Eunseol as his son-in-law.
“I cannot permit this! Absolutely not!”
He shouted and abruptly spun around, departing from the Jamma Pavilion.
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Several days later, Dan Wol Hon left the Demon Hall with Dan Seo Ok.
Since Dan Seo Ok’s condition hadn’t improved much, they were going to Hang Ju for a period of recuperation.
But Bu Eunseol, who understood the true circumstances, smiled faintly.
‘He intends to do this properly, it seems.’
Bu Eunseol nodded.
The Extreme Spirit Elixir was as potent in its medicinal effects as it was remarkable in its properties. If one didn’t allow the medicine’s efficacy to permeate the body gradually, the body would be damaged instead.
Moreover, with such formidable inner force now residing in the body…
It appeared Dan Wol Hon intended to first recover Dan Seo Ok’s condition in a quiet place, preventing rumors that she had obtained the Extreme Spirit Elixir from spreading, while simultaneously transmitting martial techniques to her.
Thud, thud.
Just then, soft footsteps sounded outside the office, followed by Yu Woon Ryong’s voice.
“It is Yu Woon Ryong.”
“Enter.”
As the door opened, Yu Woon Ryong set a small wooden box upon Bu Eunseol’s desk.
“What is this now.”
“It contains a spirit token that grants access to the third level of the Man Ma Yu Jin Pavilion, or so I’m told.”
The third level of the Man Ma Yu Jin Pavilion.
That place held the martial techniques left behind by successive rulers of the Demon Hall.
Since Bu Eunseol had become the legitimate successor of the Demon Hall, he was now able to master one of those martial techniques.
Bu Eunseol, gazing at the wooden box, shook his head.
‘Not yet.’
I hadn’t yet properly mastered the Mu Hwang Jeong Gak and the Thirteen Night Techniques.
Moreover, there was a fundamental conflict with the Sak Jeong Bi Gyeol, Ma Cheon Je’s orthodox heart method.
If I were to learn another martial technique in this current state, my martial prowess could actually regress to an inferior level—I could sense this intuitively.
“I’ll enter that later.”
Bu Eunseol placed the wooden box back on the desk and shook his head.
“I have much to do.”
“Much to do?”
At Yu Woon Ryong’s question, Bu Eunseol spoke in a low voice.
“I need to visit the Master of Biryeong Sect.”
Biryeong Sect.
It was the place that controlled all information flowing into the Demon Hall.
In other words, since the Master of Biryeong Sect held the information networks of the Demon Hall in their grasp, they could be called a hidden powerhouse behind the scenes.
As proof of this, hadn’t two of the Ten Demon Immortals been dispatched from Biryeong Sect?
Just from that alone, one could surmise how exalted the position of Biryeong Sect was within the Demon Hall.
“What brings the Master of Muhonjung here?”
Hwa Jung Cheon, Master of Biryeong Sect.
He rarely revealed himself to the Murim, and was one of the mysteries of the Demonic Path whose origins remained unknown.
Even how he became Master of Biryeong Sect or whether his true name was actually Hwa Jung Cheon remained undisclosed.
Only Ma Cheon Je, Chong Gyo Ryeong, and Jeok Bung, Master of the Elder Council, had seen his true face, and even those of Patriarch rank rarely had the opportunity to meet him.
Yet Bu Eunseol, who had become the successor of the Demon Hall, could boldly enter Biryeong Sect and have a private audience with him.
‘He’s using a face alteration technique.’
The area beneath Hwa Jung Cheon’s eyes was darkened, as if gazing upon a raven emanating ill omens.
Bu Eunseol discerned at a glance that Hwa Jung Cheon’s face had been altered.
“There’s something I need to inquire about.”
“Ask away.”
Bu Eunseol took a deep breath and opened her mouth.
If this man who held all the information of the Demon Hall existed, he would surely know the identity of Hyung Su.
“One who has mastered brutal Demonic Path swordsmanship, can employ Heavenly Axis Flowing Technique, and favors coating hidden weapons with the poison of Flesh-Bone Severing Blood…”
Upon hearing Bu Eunseol’s description, Hwa Jung Cheon spoke in a low voice.
“As far as this Master knows, there is only one such person in the Murim.”
“Who is that?”
“The First Swordmaster of the Demonic Path—Bu Chanyang of the Seven-Finger Demonic Blade.”
Bu Eunseol’s brow furrowed slightly.
The Master of Biryeong Sect had spoken the same words as Gong Gong Sin Tu.
Yet in the Murim Records she had seen at Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong, there was no mention of the Seven-Finger Demonic Blade using poisons or hidden weapons.
“There is no record of Bu Chanyang of the Seven-Finger Demonic Blade using poisons and hidden weapons.”
“Only an extremely small number in the Murim know such facts. And this Master is merely one of them.”
“Are you saying he used poisons and hidden weapons?”
As Hwa Jung Cheon nodded, Bu Eunseol asked again.
“Where is he now?”
“As you know, he vanished suddenly thirty years ago. Since then, there has been no trace of him whatsoever.”
Bu Eunseol fell into thought for a moment.
Given how confidently he spoke, it seemed certain that Bu Chanyang of the Seven-Finger Demonic Blade had indeed used poisons and hidden weapons.
‘Is there a grudge between the First Swordmaster of the Demonic Path and grandfather?’
It was not an entirely implausible deduction.
Grandfather was no ordinary member of Yeomsa.
Given that he had transmitted the Reverse Muscle Scripture to Bu Eunseol, he must have been a disciple of Shaolin—and one of considerable status at that.
There could well have been reason for him to harbor a grudge against the vicious First Swordmaster of the Demonic Path, Bu Chanyang.
‘But the names are identical.’
Could it be that Grandfather had actually changed his identity—that he was the First Blade of the Demonic Path, Bu Chanyang?
The moment this thought struck her, Bu Eunseol asked urgently.
“Is it true that Chil Ji Ma Do Bu Chanyang has exactly seven fingers?”
“It is.”
“Have you seen it yourself?”
Hwa Jung Cheon nodded firmly.
“I have.”
‘Is the identical name merely coincidence?’
Bu Chanyang, an agent of the Hwangju Constabulary.
Chil Ji Ma Do Bu Chanyang, the Deputy Master of the Demon Palace.
Though their names were the same, the stations of these two men were as different as heaven and earth. Moreover, Chil Ji Ma Do supposedly possessed only seven fingers.
Yet Grandfather undoubtedly had ten warm, living fingers.
One could remove fingers, but there was no method to regrow missing ones, was there?
‘Then….’
Suddenly, Bu Eunseol recalled a crucial fact.
Hwa Jung Cheon had held the position of Master of the Biryeong Sect within the Demon Palace for over thirty years, so he would naturally know Chil Ji Ma Do Bu Chanyang’s true appearance.
“Do you have any records regarding Chil Ji Ma Do Bu Chanyang’s true appearance?”
“Hmm.”
The Master of the Biryeong Sect, after a moment’s thought, ordered a subordinate to bring a certain book.
When the book was opened, the face of a middle-aged martial artist with a solemn and unyielding bearing was depicted.
“This is Bu Chanyang’s true visage.”
Bu Eunseol, staring intently at the book, shook her head.
‘No.’
Even accounting for the difference in age, Chil Ji Ma Do Bu Chanyang bore features entirely unlike those of her kind-faced Grandfather Bu Chanyang.
‘But….’
All martial artists of the Murim could alter their appearance.
One could not be certain that this visage represented Bu Chanyang’s true face.
‘Hmm?’
Bu Eunseol could not hide her bewilderment as she gazed at the book.
Beneath the depiction of his true appearance, the words “Assassination Target Number One” were written clearly.
“How could the Deputy Master of this Palace become a target for assassination?”
“That was before he entered this Palace.”
Hwa Jung Cheon explained calmly.
“He was originally a reckless killer who wandered the Murim. In fact, he had even slain several masters of this Palace.”
“Hmm.”
“But eventually he was persuaded to join this Palace, and through numerous meritorious deeds, he rose to the position of Deputy Master.”
Bu Eunseol nodded faintly.
What the Master of the Biryeong Sect had recounted was all hidden history of the Murim—tales unknown to ordinary people.
“Does that answer your question now?”
As Hwa Jung Cheon rose to his feet, Bu Eunseol shook her head.
“There is something more I wish to ask.”
“Go ahead.”
“I wish to know the location of Sa Hyang.”
Hwa Jung Cheon shook his head.
“The location of Sa Hyang has not been precisely determined to this day.”
“The Lord Heir has expressed a desire to know.”
In other words, she was telling him to find it himself.
Hwa Jung Cheon, who had been staring intently at Bu Eunseol, suddenly burst into laughter.
“Hehehehe. It seems you are under a misunderstanding.”
And he spoke coldly.
“I answered your questions out of goodwill, seeing as you have only just ascended to the position of heir.”
Rising from his seat, he spoke in a low voice.
“But only one person in this sect may freely access its information—the Master. Do you understand?”
‘Master.’
Bu Eunseol could now truly appreciate the weight and status of the Biryeong Sect Lord.
Within the Demon Hall, aside from Elder Council Master Jeok Bung and Man Bak Dang Master Baek Jeon Cheon, he was the first to use the title “Master” when addressing Ma Cheon Je.
‘He is older than he appears.’
Then Hwa Jung Cheon spoke again.
“Any information related to this sect can be obtained. But if you seek information for personal reasons, that is impossible. Do you comprehend?”
―Even if you are the heir, I cannot provide information for personal matters.
This is what Hwa Jung Cheon was saying.
‘Hmm.’
Bu Eunseol nodded her head.
This response was already anticipated.
As the heir, I could not yet grasp all the information threads of the Demon Hall.
Even Ma Cheon Je himself had not told me to find the answers myself?
“So any information can be obtained, so long as it is not personal.”
“That is correct.”
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s eyes grew sharp.
“What is the criterion for making that judgment?”
Simultaneously, killing intent flowed from her body.
“Why did you determine that what I have asked thus far constitutes personal matters?”
The killing intent emanating from Bu Eunseol was no mere bluff.
In that moment, Hwa Jung Cheon’s gaze shifted.
“Are you threatening this sect lord?”
He too was a master of the Extreme Heaven Realm.
Knowing that Bu Eunseol’s martial prowess had reached the Extreme Heaven Realm, he showed not the slightest trace of fear.
“Answer me.”
Bu Eunseol spoke in a voice dripping with killing intent.
“Why do you consider the questions of this Pavilion Master to be personal matters? On what basis did you make such a judgment?”

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