The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 285

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Chapter 285.
‘Seol Sohyeop?’
Jong Jeong Yak gazed at Bu Eunseol, who had come crashing through the wall, with dimming eyes.
But dizziness soon overtook her, and she lost consciousness entirely.
“Who are you?”
Yang Seol’s eyes widened as she watched Bu Eunseol walk forward.
How could this vagrant—the one who should have been dragged away like a dog by the Yong Shin Geom Dae and interrogated at Mu Jeo Roe—be walking here unscathed?
“How did you even get here?”
“You should have sent someone more capable.”
Bu Eunseol let out a soft laugh as she spoke.
“If someone suddenly draws a blade and demands you submit to capture without any explanation, who would comply willingly?”
In that instant, Yang Seol’s expression twisted strangely.
The Yong Shin Geom Dae she had dispatched was a second-tier sword unit of the Murim Alliance. No matter how exceptional a vagrant might be, they could not break through their encirclement.
She had assumed they had secretly escaped from Mu Jeo Roe, but to have subdued the Yong Shin Geom Dae and arrived here?
“Hmm. So you’re from the Seven String Sect, I hear. It seems you had a hidden technique after all.”
Yang Seol, who had worn an expression of shock, quickly regained her composure.
No matter how formidable one’s martial arts, they could not withstand the poison force unleashed in secret.
Whoosh.
Yang Seol, her hands clasped behind her back, moved her fingers subtly.
Then a faint, mist-like poison aura enveloped Bu Eunseol’s body.
“Doing exactly what I expected, I see.”
Bu Eunseol, catching the metallic scent at the tip of her nose, extended a light fist strike.
Whoosh!
A blade wind swept across the Flower Garden, and a sharp sword energy burrowed toward Yang Seol’s neck.
Since receiving instruction from Hong Hyeon, the sword energy I could unleash had not only increased to five strands,
but I could now gather them into one and fire them with tremendous force.
“Hmph.”
Yang Seol scoffed and extended one hand.
Black mist rose from the ground, and in an instant, it enveloped Bu Eunseol’s body.
Crack! Crack!
But as the sharp sword wind spreading around Bu Eunseol’s body surged forth, all the poison aura rising from the earth vanished without a trace.
“…!”
Yang Seol’s expression hardened.
While the Murim possessed various supreme techniques, there was none that used sharp sword energy flowing from the body to disperse poison aura.
Bu Eunseol possessed martial prowess far too exceptional to be called merely a top-tier vagrant.
Only then did Yang Seol, sensing something amiss, ask in a cold voice.
“Who exactly are you?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
Bu Eunseol immediately unfolded the Demon Rake Thirteen Kicks. Simultaneously, with her left hand, she deployed the Shark Fish Fist.
Whoosh!
As she unfolded her leg and fist techniques in succession, two strands of energy surged forth, piercing into her sides from left and right.
‘This one is truly dangerous.’
Yang Seol had spent considerable time in the Murim Alliance, witnessing the martial prowess of countless masters.
Yet the martial arts Bu Eunseol wielded were unlike anything she had ever seen, even within the Murim Alliance, which was supposedly the gathering of Orthodox Sect forces.
They were mysterious and utterly unique.
Whoosh.
With no way to evade the cascading energy, Yang Seol swiftly propelled her body into the air.
But that was her lamentable mistake.
Crack!
Another strand of energy erupted from behind Bu Eunseol’s back, hurtling directly toward the center of her body.
‘What?’
Alarmed, Yang Seol hastily executed the Cloud Dragon Reversal technique mid-air.
Slash.
Yet the sharp energy swept past as if to sever her shoulder, tearing through it.
“Ugh.”
As she landed, she clutched her shoulder and let out a brief cry of pain.
“What kind of martial art is this?”
“You’ve wasted your training.”
Bu Eunseol spoke with a scoff.
“What fool leaps into the air to evade during close combat?”
She then unleashed the Iron Staff Flying Kick technique toward her in rapid succession.
“Tch.”
Yang Seol defended herself with both hands shielding her face against the kicks.
Boom, boom, boom!
Yet unable to withstand the shockwaves, she was driven backward dozens of paces.
Crack!
Moreover, energy separate from the kicks pierced into her lower abdomen.
Thud.
Struck by the Thirteen Nights energy, Yang Seol’s eyes rolled back and she lost consciousness.
Because her body had been hardened like steel through poison cultivation, her body did not split in half from the Thirteen Nights energy but managed to endure.
“Perhaps it’s for the best.”
Bu Eunseol nodded, observing the unconscious Yang Seol.
Jong Jeong Yak and Neung Jo Woon were already unconscious from the Poison Palm that Yang Seol had unleashed.
This way, she could interrogate Yang Seol without worry.
Snap!
Bu Eunseol flicked her finger to strike Yang Seol’s acupoint.
“Ahhh!”
Yang Seol writhed in extreme agony, then jolted awake, her senses returning.
Thump, thump.
Bu Eunseol walked straight toward the fallen Yang Seol and spoke with an indifferent expression.
“Speak when you have something to say.”
“What?”
“When you have words to share, open your mouth.”
Yang Seol, grasping Bu Eunseol’s intent, let out a derisive snort.
“Do you think torture will make me talk?”
Crack.
Without a word, Bu Eunseol unleashed a gust of wind toward Yang Seol’s dantian region.
First, I sealed her inner energy so she couldn’t sever her own meridians.
“Ugh.”
As decades of accumulated true qi drained from her body, her once-taut skin shriveled in an instant.
Pop!
Then I thrust my fingers into her mouth and ripped out the poisoned false tooth in one swift motion.
“….”
I watched Yang Seol writhe in agony as I unfolded my spatial manipulation technique.
Rip!
The secret pockets sewn into her garments tore open, and the hidden items tumbled across the floor.
“Hmm.”
I gazed at the black-tinted vial that had fallen from her possession.
It was filled with Hwa Gol San—a substance that could dissolve a human body without a trace with just a single drop.
“You have some fine things.”
“You don’t know how to torture properly.”
Even as I picked up the Hwa Gol San, Yang Seol flashed a vicious smile.
“My body is already crippled. There’s no chance of survival anyway, so what would I tell you?”
She laughed mockingly as she spoke.
“Do as you wish—kill me or pour the Hwa Gol San. I don’t care.”
“Not at all. I won’t use the Hwa Gol San. And I won’t kill you either.”
I unleashed another gust of wind.
Her body began to contort, folding until her face nearly touched her abdomen.
Watching her impassively, I pressed the Sheng Yin acupoint, severing her vision.
“What are you doing?”
“Didn’t I say I wouldn’t kill you?”
I wasn’t killing her—I was twisting her muscles and vital channels.
“Do you think torture can make me talk?”
“We haven’t even started yet.”
I smiled faintly.
“Now I’ll seal your ears and the Ya acupoint as well. Unable to see, hear, or speak… you’ll live like that for about ten years.”
Crack.
Her body continued to contort until it finally curled into a ball.
The sight was so grotesque—like a round lump of flesh with only Yang Seol’s face attached to it.
“Human life is far more resilient than one might think.”
Bu Eunseol hoisted Yang Seol’s curled body onto her shoulder.
“Confined in a small iron tube with only meager rations, one can survive for years without difficulty.”
At those words, Yang Seol’s eyes were consumed by terror.
Trapped in darkness like this—body coiled tight, eyes and ears rendered useless, tongue severed—what would that be?
It would be a living hell.
“I’ll speak. I’ll speak.”
Yet Bu Eunseol walked on as if she heard nothing.
Yang Seol then screamed at the top of her lungs.
“I’ll tell you everything! Please!”
Thud.
Bu Eunseol stopped and let out a soft chuckle.
In truth, no matter how formidable one’s martial prowess, there existed no acupoint technique capable of twisting muscles for a decade.
Moreover, this was the Murim Alliance.
Even if she were to shrivel to the size of a child, there would be no way to smuggle her out undetected.
‘Such terror is unbearable.’
The coffin game she had played with Bu Chanyang.
Once inside the coffin, nothing could be heard or seen, and the body could not be raised.
Even Bu Eunseol, bold as she was, found the coffin game suffused with fear and dread. And she had weaponized it as a method of torture.
“I’ll tell you everything. Please, just kill me cleanly.”
“I’m listening.”
Bu Eunseol asked nothing further.
She merely waited for Yang Seol to voluntarily divulge the crucial information.
“I am a rakshasa maiden of the Ohdok School. Our sect has been preparing for ages to cultivate a mole within the Murim Alliance….”
‘The Ohdok School?’
As Bu Eunseol listened, she could not conceal her bewilderment.
The Ohdok School—said to have vanished from Murim long ago. Yet it still endured?
“The Ohdok School exists?”
“Yes.”
“Where?”
“Yunnan Mengjiang Prefecture, Nengluo Mountain Valley.”
“How strange. How could the Ohdok School possibly resurface?”
The Ohdok School had ceaselessly distributed vicious poisons that threw Murim into chaos, and for that transgression, it was annihilated in a single day.
Yet the mystery lay in this: the force responsible for its destruction could never be identified.
The intelligence apparatus of Jeongsayang-do had attempted to discover who had obliterated such a massive faction in one fell swoop, but ultimately failed.
The Ohdok School—how it was destroyed remained an enigma. Yet it had been perfectly rebuilt?
“Long ago, mysterious forces approached the scattered masters of our sect. They restored all the lost secret poison techniques and provided vast resources to rebuild the faction.”
“Who were these forces?”
“We do not know. Truly.”
“Then why did you infiltrate the Murim Alliance?”
“My purpose in coming to the Murim Alliance was….”
Fearing that Bu Eunseol’s resolve might waver, Yang Seol began frantically pouring out everything she knew.
According to Yang Seol’s account, the Ohdok School had long been manipulated by a certain force,
and at their command, they had planted moles within the Murim Alliance ages ago.
Yang Seol herself had demonstrated the most exceptional talent and… eventually ascended to the position of Hwa Mil Won Ju.
‘So they absorbed the subordinate forces and then turned it into a sleeper organization.’
The fact that the Ohdok School had planted moles in the Murim Alliance long ago was hardly surprising.
What struck Bu Eunseol was the cunning methodology of the forces controlling the Ohdok School.
They provided unconditional support, preventing anyone from questioning their true identity.
The Ohdok School, grown through such means, had finally cultivated Yang Seol as an outstanding mole and installed her in a key position within the Murim Alliance.
“Then it’s possible that those forces were the ones who destroyed the Ohdok School.”
They had transmitted the secret techniques and poison methods known to the Ohdok School back to themselves.
Wasn’t this evidence that those forces were ultimately responsible for the Ohdok School’s annihilation?
“Of course.”
“Then why didn’t you verify that point?”
Yang Seol spoke with a pained expression.
“Against a force capable of destroying the entire sect without a trace and rebuilding it anew… what good would resistance do?”
She was right.
Against forces that could deceive even the intelligence networks of Jeongsayang-do, resistance would be futile.
They were simply grateful that these forces would rebuild the sect for them.
“Hmm.”
“W-wait. There’s more critical information.”
As Bu Eunseol fell into deep contemplation, Yang Seol began revealing more information with a fearful expression.
“We recruited Dan Ri Muk to embezzle the Murim Alliance’s funds and deliver them to Sal Mun. And Sal Mun used those funds to kidnap children for human experimentation.”
“Human experimentation?”
“Yes. The drugs they were developing had severe side effects. So they captured children to conduct experiments. At a young age, the effects could be applied more rapidly.”
“They kidnapped children? How has this never been exposed?”
No matter how much martial artists disregarded the authorities, conducting child abductions should have been impossible to conceal.
“Most of them were orphans. Orphans have no one searching for them, and they’ll follow along for just a piece of bread.”
Yang Seol spoke as if recounting an amusing tale, a smile lingering at the corners of her mouth.
“Besides, there’s no need to dispose of orphans discreetly—you can simply burn them anywhere. And the children who survived were turned into Sal Soo….”
Boom!
Suddenly, Yang Seol’s head exploded as if detonating.
With devastating inner force, I unleashed a technique akin to Tan Wang’s Inner Energy Explosion, pulverizing her skull.
“Mission accomplished.”
I spoke calmly.
“You deliberately provoked my murderous intent, hoping to meet death swiftly in a single stroke.”
The Ohdok School and Yang Seol had committed atrocities that drew universal condemnation without hesitation.
Since survival was impossible anyway, they had sought to trigger my killing intent and meet a clean death.
And I, understanding this, had no choice but to kill Yang Seol in one blow.
My rage ran that deep.
Crack.
Blood-red light blazed from his eyes.
Orphans who never knew parental love, struggling through each day in misery.
To conduct cruel human experiments on such children, and worse—to transform the survivors into assassins like Sal Soo?
As I stared down at Yang Seol’s corpse, I poured Hwa Gol San near her shattered head.
Sizzle.
Blood and bodily fluids intertwined, beginning to dissolve her skin and bones like taffy.
When her remains finally became nothing but a stream of blood, I summoned my inner energy once more.
The earth stirred as if alive, swallowing all traces in an instant.
Turning around, I gazed upon the fallen Jong Jeong Yak and Neung Jo Woon.
Jong Jeong Yak had lost consciousness from poison and internal injuries, while Neung Jo Woon’s blood circulation had been seized by Yang Seol.
In truth, it would have been better for me to leave them to die.
I wouldn’t need to explain anything about Yang Seol’s death.
“Hmm.”
Yet I drew upon my inner energy to treat them.
This investigation by the Murim Alliance was merely superficial. Before long, I would need to investigate them again.
And these two would prove invaluable to me in the future.
“The vital channels are twisted.”
Neung Jo Woon had exhausted his original energy too rapidly, causing his inner power to dissipate and his blood circulation to fail.
Whoosh!
As I infused counter-polar energy through my palm strike technique, Neung Jo Woon’s circulation smoothed instantly, color returning to his complexion.
“Some loss of inner power is unavoidable.”
Though the counter-polar energy containing both yin and yang restored vitality to his body, the use of original energy had depleted roughly a third of his cultivation.
“Inhale.”
As I drew a deep breath, the fallen Jong Jeong Yak’s body rose gently and adhered to my palm.
Smack!
I struck her vital point at the base of her skull with a single palm strike.
Black blood spilled from her lips, and gradually color returned to her face.
I had infused my formidable inner power to expel the poison from her body in one stroke.
“Ah.”
Jong Jeong Yak regained consciousness first, glancing around before spotting me and gasping in alarm.
“What happened? Where is the Master?”
“She was already gone when I arrived.”
Jong Jeong Yak blinked.
“Why are you here, Seol?”
I gestured toward the fallen Neung Jo Woon and spoke matter-of-factly.
“The Yong Shin Geom Dae suddenly surrounded me, so I shook them off with my movement technique. Then I saw this one being dragged here, so I infiltrated this place.”
“Seol, you came alone?”
“Yes. But when I arrived, you two were already unconscious, and there was no one else here.”
Jong Jeong Yak took a deep breath.
I could be certain it was a lie.
He must have come here and met Hwa Mil Won Ju, then disposed of her using his mysterious martial arts.
‘Who on earth is this person?’
Why had he approached me? Why was he helping me so much? Jong Jeong Yak’s mind had become utterly tangled.
“I’m telling you the truth.”
Bu Eunseol spoke in a low voice to Jong Jeong Yak, whose expression was clouded with confusion.
“What reason would I have to lie?”
His appearance was unremarkable in every way, yet his eyes held a mysterious light within them.
‘He’s not a bad person.’
If he had intended to harm them, there would have been no need for him to come here at all.
Yet Bu Eunseol had rejected the Yong Shin Geom Dae and risked his life coming here to save me. That was an unchanging fact.
“I suppose there’s no helping it.”
Jong Jeong Yak smiled faintly.
Then she withdrew a small wooden box from her bosom.
“Take this. It’s the twenty-five Ja So Dan you promised.”
And she spoke in a low voice.
“Since Dan Ri Muk took his own life during the investigation, there will be no trial. His matter is resolved, so take it.”
“But not everything has been resolved yet.”
“Dan Ri Muk took his own life during the investigation. That alone will bring a tremendous backlash.”
She took a deep breath and continued.
“However, this is a matter that occurred within the Murim Alliance itself. If the Seol Cooperative meddles any further, I cannot guarantee our lives.”
Bu Eunseol smiled faintly.
Indeed, it was worth saving her.
She harbored great ambitions for advancement, yet she was a person who understood righteousness.
If Jong Jeong Yak rose in position, she would surely prove helpful to me in investigating the Murim Alliance in the future.
And if a person like her attained a higher station, then the Murim Alliance itself would become… a somewhat better organization.
“Are you truly certain I should leave? Everything hasn’t been resolved.”
“There’s no helping it.”
Jong Jeong Yak revealed her white teeth in a smile.
“I should consider myself fortunate merely to be entangled in such matters and still have my life intact.”
“I understand.”
Bu Eunseol accepted the Ja So Dan with an unperturbed smile.
“Then I shall see you again.”
Jong Jeong Yak pressed her palms together.
“Thank you. For coming to save me.”
A confident smile graced her lips.
Bu Eunseol, with no choice in the matter, pressed his palms together in return with an unperturbed expression.
“It was my duty. Then.”
And he turned and departed from the Hwa Mil Won.
In that moment, members of the Inspection Bureau passed by Bu Eunseol and rushed into the Hwa Mil Won. They must have belatedly discovered the true identity of Hwa Mil Won Ju.
Creak.
As I stepped beyond the towering gates of the Murim Alliance, my eyes gleamed with a chilling intensity.
Now I would annihilate the Ohdok School—those who had kidnapped children and committed countless atrocities.

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