The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 40

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Chapter 40.
Go Gun Pyeong’s pupils dilated, and tens of thousands of luminous points began pouring forth.
He had drawn upon his inner energy with all his might.
“Demon Serpent Whip…”
As intense light blazed from his eyes, the White Horse Whip he gripped began to writhe like a living serpent.
“White Demon Spirit Serpent!”
Flash!
The White Horse Whip undulated as though possessed of life itself, hurtling toward Bu Eunseol.
The whip’s ultimate technique—one that would never cease until it tasted blood—had been unleashed.
‘There’s no escaping this!’
Bu Eunseol’s instincts screamed the truth.
The White Horse Whip descending upon her could not be evaded; it had to be met head-on and blocked with brute force.
And if she failed, her neck would be severed clean in two.
Scrape.
At last, an iron blade sang free from Bu Eunseol’s waist.
There were only two sword techniques she could deploy at her peak.
The practical swordplay she had mastered through countless hours with Sa Woo, and the Heavenly Thunder Unmatched Style taught to her by Cheon Woon Gwang.
Whoosh!
A piercing blue radiance erupted from Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
“Heavenly Thunder…”
Sa Woo’s practical swordplay, specialized in defense and counterattack, could never withstand such a lethal technique.
She would unleash Cheon Woon Gwang’s killing sword—the Heavenly Thunder Unmatched Style.
Shimmer.
As she drew upon her inner energy, Bu Eunseol’s robes began to billow.
Simultaneously, the iron blade she had drawn responded to her vital force, thrashing like a freshly caught fish.
“Unmatched!”
With a thunderous battle cry, Bu Eunseol cleaved with all her might at the White Demon Spirit Serpent tearing through the air.
Boom!
A deafening explosion erupted,
“Gah!”
Bu Eunseol spewed a spray of blood as her body was hurled dozens of paces backward.
Though she had blocked the White Demon Spirit Serpent with everything she possessed, the disparity in power was too vast for her body to withstand the impact.
Thud.
Bu Eunseol’s form crashed to the ground at the far edge of the Training Grounds with a dull sound.
“Hack!”
Go Gun Pyeong’s overwhelming force had tangled her meridians, and her organs had been displaced from their proper positions.
The wrist holding the blade had dislocated, hanging limp, and blood clots poured ceaselessly from her mouth.
Stagger.
Even as she spat blood, Bu Eunseol used the severed iron blade as a crutch to push herself upright.
Her fighting spirit remained undiminished.
‘That bastard…’
Go Gun Pyeong, watching the scene unfold, felt his hair stand on end.
‘If I fail to eliminate him today, it will be a regret that haunts me for eternity.’
The moment he sensed that this man would become the White Horse Sect’s greatest adversary and gritted his teeth to unleash his technique,
“The examination is now complete!”
Neung Gak, who had been sitting primly at the table all along, suddenly stepped forward with a bright smile, blocking Go Gun Pyeong’s path.
“Is that not so, Master Go?”
Go Gun Pyeong could not speak.
A tempestuous killing intent poured forth from Neung Gak’s body.
‘This man…’
“If you do not honor our agreement, then the Nangya Pavilion has no obligation to uphold our covenant with the Demon Hall either.”
At Neung Gak’s words, Gok Gyo Bong nodded and spoke.
“The agreement regarding five techniques has been fulfilled…”
“Wait.”
Then Yu Woon Sung, who had been silent until now, stepped forward and spoke.
“That child has used our sect’s sword technique once again.”
As he pointed at Bu Eunseol with a deeply displeased expression, Neung Gak smiled brightly.
“Was there an agreement not to use the Thunderbolt Unparalleled Technique in this examination?”
“Hmph.”
As Neung Gak spoke with a smile, Yu Woon Sung, having nothing to say, picked a quarrel over something irrelevant.
“Is that child a disciple of the Nangya Sect? Or a disciple of our sect?”
“Of course a disciple of the Nangya Sect. One who merely happened to inherit the insights of Master Cheon.”
Anticipating Yu Woon Sung’s objection, Neung Gak responded with the cunning of a seasoned diplomat.
“Look at that. The Thunderbolt Unparalleled Technique that child displayed! Had Master Cheon witnessed it, he would surely have clapped his hands in delight.”
“Are you mocking our entire sect now?”
“Mocking? Not at all.”
Neung Gak chuckled and pointed to Go Gun Pyeong.
“Master Go has just deployed the White Horse Divine Technique, which can be called the pinnacle of White Horse swordsmanship. And did that child not block it using Master Cheon’s supreme technique?”
“So?”
“So? Does this not mean that the Hwawoo Sword Sect’s branch sword technique surpassed the White Horse Sect’s supreme technique?”
Neung Gak, true to his nature as a man of talent, spoke with perfect eloquence.
“The Hwawoo Sword Sect has surpassed the White Horse Sect’s technique even with a branch sword technique. If such rumors spread, will the martial world revere the Hwawoo Sword Sect? Or will they mock it?”
In that moment, the expressions of both Yu Woon Sung and Go Gun Pyeong changed dramatically.
The two sects had been on excellent terms, and they had intended to use this opportunity to eliminate Bu Eunseol, their thorn in the side.
But as a result, the techniques of the White Horse Sect and the Hwawoo Sword Sect had clashed, and their victor had been decided.
This was not the outcome the two sects had desired at all.
“This is…”
As Go Gun Pyeong stammered, Yu Woon Sung spoke coldly.
“This examination was a secret test known only to a select few even within our sect. This fact must not be revealed to the outside world.”
“I understand.”
Neung Gak approached Bu Eunseol, who stood swaying precariously, and steadied her with his support.
Then he called out in a solemn voice.
“Then I shall ask once more. Will the agreement be honored as promised?”
Gok Gyo Bong glanced briefly at Yu Woon Sung and Go Gun Pyeong before nodding.
“Of course.”
“Then Elder Gok, please confirm it once more.”
“Mm.”
Gok Gyo Bong, who had assented to Neung Gak’s request, spoke in a loud voice.
“As of today, Bu Eunseol, disciple of Nangya Sect, has been re-approved as one of the Ten Demon Experts. The prohibition against wielding a sword is also lifted.”
“Thank you.”
Neung Gak clasped his hands together in gratitude and looked at Bu Eunseol.
“You have endured well.”
And he spoke in an infinitely tender voice.
“As a disciple of Nangya Sect, you showed not a shred of shame.”
“….”
Bu Eunseol could only stare with wide eyes, unable to utter a single word.
Her internal organs had already shifted from their proper positions, her meridians ruptured and twisted.
Yet until the trial ended, she had stood firm with every ounce of her strength.
Neung Gak, a smile playing at his lips, spoke again with a proud expression.
“Now that everything is finished, you may collapse.”
The moment those words left his mouth,
Thump.
Bu Eunseol lost consciousness right there in Neung Gak’s embrace.
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Chirp, chirp, chirp.
At the sound of birds singing, Bu Eunseol’s eyes snapped open.
“…!”
She hastily sat up and found herself lying on a bed with plush quilts spread across it.
Looking around, she saw the lavish furnishings of an elegant chamber.
‘Where am I?’
Rising slowly from the bed, Bu Eunseol felt a brief spinning sensation and dizziness.
“Mm.”
Bu Eunseol, pressing her temples, let out a low groan.
Her entire body felt drained of strength as if all her blood had been drawn out, and every movement sent her muscles screaming in protest. It was as though she had been beaten with a cudgel for three days and nights without rest.
“I was certainly….”
Curled up on the bed, Bu Eunseol furrowed her brow.
No matter how hard she searched her memory, she could only recall unleashing the Thunderous Unparalleled Strike against Muk Ryong Unit Commander Go Gun Pyeong’s final technique.
‘I suffered severe internal injuries then.’
Sensing her body’s poor condition, Bu Eunseol instinctively began to circulate her qi.
Whoooosh.
As Bu Eunseol began her cultivation, she felt a peculiar tremor and sensed something amiss.
‘What is this?’
She attempted to spread the true energy accumulated in her dantian through the Four Limbs and Hundred Vessels using the Reverse Extreme Heart Method, yet several strands of true energy were moving within her body.
‘So that’s why there was pain.’
The weakness that had drained her entire body and the throbbing in her muscles stemmed from the generation of formidable true energy within her during her period of unconsciousness.
―Your dantian currently contains inner energy that a martial artist would need over a decade of rigorous cultivation to accumulate.
Suddenly, memories surfaced—words she had heard when first meeting Hyul Geum Gang on Cheol Jang Peak.
―Moreover, since it exists in its purest form of true energy, should your latent acupoints activate, your martial power would increase exponentially.
‘The latent acupoints have activated!’
Bu Eunseol’s meridians had been violently shaken multiple times by the White Horse Technique.
As the Reverse Extreme Heart Method healed her meridians, the latent acupoints activated in the process.
Whoosh.
As her cultivation reached its final stage, white vapor rose from Bu Eunseol’s forehead.
Flash!
Bu Eunseol opened her eyes, having spread the true energy that had been bound from the Heavenly Prominence Acupoint to the Central Extreme Acupoint throughout the Four Limbs and Hundred Vessels.
As though she had never suffered injury, her eyes gleamed with brilliant clarity.
Whoooosh.
Simultaneously, millions of crimson light points emerged within Bu Eunseol’s pupils.
Reverse Extreme Flame Light.
The phenomenon that manifests upon reaching the third stage of the Reverse Extreme Heart Method had awakened.
Creak.
At that moment, the door opened and a woman in a green robe entered, carrying a tray with a teacup.
“Oh?”
Upon seeing Bu Eunseol sitting on the bed, her eyes widened.
“You’ve awakened.”
The woman approached cautiously and spoke.
“How is your body feeling?”
“Where is this place?”
The woman set the tray on the table and answered.
“This is Jip Ma Heon.”
“Jip Ma Heon?”
“It is where the Elder Council Master resides.”
‘The Elder Council Master?’
Bu Eunseol furrowed her brow.
If the intention had been merely to treat her, they could have entrusted her to the Medicine King Hall. Why would the Elder Council Master bring her unconscious body to his own residence?
“How long have I been here?”
“Today marks the fourth day.”
Bu Eunseol’s pupils wavered like ripples on water.
She had thought she had lost consciousness only briefly, yet so much time had already passed.
Silence lingered for a moment before Bu Eunseol spoke.
“That would be….”
“I am Jin Seol, who serves the Elder Council Master.”
Her bearing and manner of speech were far too refined to be called a mere servant, and her attire carried an unmistakable air of nobility.
Moreover, she appeared to have cultivated inner energy—her eyes gleamed with a sharp, piercing light.
‘By any measure, she doesn’t look like a woman in servitude.’
All those who attended to the leadership of Demon Hall were skilled martial artists.
Furthermore, one who served a figure of such prominence as the Elder Council Master could not be called merely a servant—they held a position of considerable rank.
Yet Bu Eunseol, knowing nothing of the martial world’s customs, had mistaken her for an ordinary attendant.
“Is there something you wished to say?”
As Jin Seol bowed slightly, Bu Eunseol asked.
“Why am I here?”
“I was only instructed to serve the young master well.”
‘I see.’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed as the pieces fell into place.
‘This trial was something only a select few within Demon Hall knew about.’
Gok Gyo Bong, who had overseen the trial, was a member of the Elder Council.
This meant the trial had undoubtedly been orchestrated under the Elder Council’s direction. When Bu Eunseol sustained her injury, it appeared they had arranged for her to receive treatment here in secret.
“Lady Jin Seol.”
An elderly woman’s voice echoed from beyond the door.
“The Elder Council Master wishes for you to bring the young master to the inner chambers.”
Jin Seol responded quietly.
“Understood.”
Then she turned to Bu Eunseol and spoke with measured courtesy.
“Please follow me.”
“Where are we going?”
When Bu Eunseol asked, Jin Seol replied softly.
“To where the Elder Council Master awaits.”

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