The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 427

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Chapter 427.
Bu Eunseol unfurled a divine technique as magnificent as a divine dragon, cutting across the vast sky.
During the time I lost my memories, far too many years had slipped away. Surely countless calamities must have unfolded in my absence.
From this moment forward, I had to set things right as quickly as possible.
Whoosh! Thud!
Yet suddenly, Bu Eunseol ceased her divine technique and stood towering upon a cliff within a distant mountain.
A memory that surfaced without warning plunged me into profound confusion.
‘I had parents!’
During all those years living as Mu Mu, a beggar, with my memories stolen away, I had dreamed countless times.
Those dreams had been completely erased.
They were memories from my childhood.
‘I was born into an affluent household, with parents who loved me dearly!’
I had believed myself an abandoned orphan cast away by the world.
Yet in truth, I had been showered with love and raised in a prosperous family of considerable wealth.
But why?
Why did the manor suddenly burst into flames, and why was I evacuated?
Could my family have committed treason?
‘I wonder so desperately what my parents were like….’
Though I could not see their faces even in those dreams.
I could sense their extraordinary kindness and noble character. Just like Grandfather Bu Chanyang.
But why? Why did I experience such a tragedy?
Why were my memories sealed away?
After falling into Man Jang Cliff in a state partially consumed by the Gong Ryeong Cho Hun Mil Eo, I managed to recover fragments of my childhood memories.
But that was all.
Nothing came after that. The more I tried to remember, the more those dream-like memories seemed to dissolve like bubbles.
―Once you begin to cultivate martial arts, someday this great seal will surely break.
‘Why do my memories not return?’
My current martial power was formidable, and through the Yeong Gyu Ta Tong, I had constructed infinite barriers of spiritual consciousness…
Yet still the seal remained unbroken, and I could not restore my memories.
Was it because I had not yet reached the Woo Geuk Gyeong that manifests ‘phenomena’?
‘The father I saw in my dreams… was absolutely not a weak man.’
There exists no such technique in the Murim to seal memories.
From my perspective, my father’s martial prowess was immeasurable—beyond anything I could dare to estimate.
Then why was his name never known?
Bu Eunseol gazed toward the distant sky.
‘Even if my memories never return… if only I could see their faces, that would be enough.’
No matter how hard I tried to remember.
Even within that dream itself… I could never see my parents’ faces clearly.
That tormented me beyond measure.
‘Will I be able to find them?’
Bu Eunseol bit her lip.
Her image in the dream.
It was a bright child of perhaps five or six years old.
That meant the Manor had burned down roughly twenty to thirty years ago.
Moreover, despite possessing tremendous martial prowess, her father seemed to live like a scholar while concealing his identity…
He claimed he lacked the ability to protect his family.
‘Sam Gye!’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes transformed like a predator’s.
In the end, those possessing such power could only be Sam Gye, aside from the Twin Demons of Perfection…?
‘If Sam Gye deliberately erased such facts….’
Sam Gye’s intelligence network far surpassed that of the Twin Demons. If they deliberately concealed information…?
Even mobilizing every intelligence organization, could one uncover events that transpired twenty, or rather thirty years ago?
Without even a specific clue to pinpoint.
‘No matter how much time passes, I will certainly find it!’
Bu Eunseol gazed toward the distant sky and swore an oath.
Then, taking several deep breaths, she steadied her turbulent mind.
‘For now, I must attend to what needs doing.’
Unfolding her divine technique once more, Bu Eunseol entered Seong Do in an instant.
She sent a letter to someone through the most covert means possible.
It was the first task—to correct what had transpired during her absence.
* * *
Clatter, clatter.
A carriage that had escaped Demon Palace galloped relentlessly onward.
After days of hard riding, the carriage arrived at a secret residence of Demon Palace concealed in the Xiangtan region.
Screech.
As the carriage halted, the figure who descended hurriedly rushed toward the residence in desperate haste.
It was Yu Woon Ryong.
‘Please, please….’
Upon entering the residence, he gasped for breath while staring at the firmly closed door.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he slowly opened the residence’s door.
There stood a handsome man in white robes, his hands clasped behind his back.
It was Bu Eunseol—the one he had longed to see even in dreams, his friend and his superior.
“Bu Eunseol!”
Yu Woon Ryong cried out involuntarily and embraced him tightly.
‘Heavens and earth, thank you!’
He called out countless times in his heart.
During all this time, he had not missed a single day of prayer to the heavens.
Take my life if you must, but please preserve his—please protect only Bu Eunseol’s safety….
And the heavens had finally answered his prayers.
Did Bu Eunseol sense what Yu Woon Ryong felt?
Crack.
Bu Eunseol embraced Yu Woon Ryong with equal fervor.
“What on earth happened? Why did you orchestrate such a thing?”
Yu Woon Ryong swallowed the violent emotions threatening to burst forth as he spoke.
“There really were traces of a fall from Man Jang Cliff! The warriors of Wei Wang Palace tracked that area, didn’t they? How could this possibly have happened?”
“Woon Ryong, compose yourself.”
Bu Eunseol smiled and patted his shoulder gently.
‘Woon Ryong?’
Yu Woon Ryong blinked.
Though Bu Eunseol’s inner heart was warm, her exterior was pure ice.
Yet here she was, smiling brightly and calling him Woon Ryong?
“Are you… truly alright?”
“Of course. Though I did spend time pretending to be someone I was not.”
Bu Eunseol took a deep breath and smiled.
“Still, that too was a part of who I am.”
Yu Woon Ryong blinked.
I had no idea what had transpired during that time.
Yet Bu Eunseol’s demeanor had become considerably gentler.
Moreover, dressed in white robes unlike her usual attire, she appeared at first glance like a wandering swordmaster from the Righteous Path.
“So… you’re truly alright, aren’t you?”
“I am.”
Fortunately, even her voice remained neither warm nor tender.
Had it been otherwise, Yu Woon Ryong would certainly have lifted her lips to verify whether she was under some form of enchantment.
“What exactly happened? Hyuk Ryeon Eung. What did that dog of a man do to cause all this?”
Bu Eunseol spoke with bitter resignation.
“Hyuk Ryeon Eung was the master of Hwan Wang. Moreover, he wielded the Flame Emperor’s Technique.”
“What?”
“In the end, there was no way to break through his Absorption Technique, so I had no choice but to throw myself from Man Jang Cliff.”
Bu Eunseol exhaled deeply, as if recalling that moment.
“Judging by that level of martial prowess, Hyuk Ryeon Eung is likely not of the Cheonghae Gye. He must be either the Lord of the Infinite Realm or a core figure within it.”
He calmly explained the circumstances of his encounter with Hyuk Ryeon Eung.
Yu Woon Ryong’s mouth gradually fell open as he listened in silence.
Hyuk Ryeon Eung, who held the dual position of Chief Dharma Protector of Demon Hall and Royal Preceptor of Wei Wang Palace.
He was actually a terrifying master of such overwhelming skill that Bu Eunseol couldn’t even resist?
“So he’s also a master of the Infinite Realm, unknown to the Gangho?”
“I cannot say. Whether it’s a manifestation of the Infinite Realm or power that transcends the boundaries of martial arts entirely.”
“This is maddening.”
Yu Woon Ryong opened his mouth wide.
“There are so many masters in the Murim? Honestly, this makes no sense whatsoever, does it?”
The Righteous Demon Twin Heavens, the Three Demons and Three Venerables.
Apart from them, it is known that there are no masters of the Infinite Realm in the Murim.
However, due to the secret organization known as the Sam Gye and the mysterious figures belonging to its forces.
Such common knowledge is completely shattered.
“What is certain is that Hyuk Ryeon uses a unique absorption technique that no one else can match. It’s possible he may be a descendant of Hwan Seong, one of the Eight Emperors and Three Stars.”
“Hwan Seong?”
“Yes. The martial arts of the Eight Emperors and Three Stars have thus far demonstrated tremendous power that transcends the limits of martial cultivation.”
The martial arts of the Eight Emperors and Three Stars are not constrained by levels of martial cultivation.
In other words, it could be thought that Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s absorption technique did not reach the Infinite Realm because of its own achievement, but rather as a phenomenon arising from the very nature of such Eight Emperors and Three Stars martial arts.
“In any case… it’s fortunate.”
Yu Woon Ryong exhaled a sigh of relief.
“If your return had been delayed even slightly, an irreversible situation would have unfolded.”
“Irreversible?”
“That old demon, Gong Ya, brought a proposal to the Ma Jeong Council to remove you from the position of successor.”
Yu Woon Ryong spoke through gritted teeth.
“And Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong is approaching an irreversible situation due to internal division. Furthermore, Jeol Cheon Myul Ji is under attack from the Shil Hoon In, resulting in heavy casualties.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes widened.
The moment I regained consciousness, I only conveyed information to Yu Woon Ryong.
I had not inquired about the circumstances during that time. Yet so many significant changes had occurred in my absence?
“Explain in detail.”
“Well…”
Yu Woon Ryong recounted the entire situation to Bu Eunseol in meticulous detail.
After continuing his explanation for a moment, Yu Woon Ryong spoke in a low voice.
“In conclusion, that’s how it came to be.”
Having heard all the circumstances, Bu Eunseol’s gaze deepened.
In truth, I had learned martial arts to avenge my grandfather and ventured into the Gangho.
And I had risen to a position of great influence.
But as a result, many people and forces who trusted and followed me had grown in number.
And I repeatedly clashed with the organization called Sam Gye, and ultimately… they extended their claws not only toward me but also toward the forces that followed me.
“First, I will announce through each intelligence organization that you have returned. Once that happens, all matters will naturally be resolved.”
Bu Eunseol, who had been pondering, shook his head.
“No, it would be better to keep me in a state of disappearance for a while.”
“What?”
“If I announce my return, they will quickly wrap up the current situation and withdraw their hands.”
Bu Eunseol explained calmly.
“As long as they believe I have not yet returned, we will be able to end the matters that have unfolded more easily.”
“If we end the matters…”
“Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong and Jeol Cheon Myul Ji.”
Bu Eunseol spoke matter-of-factly.
“We must first normalize those two places. Only then will we be able to mount some defense against the Ma Jeong Council.”
“Hmm.”
Yu Woon Ryong grasped the faint contours of Bu Eunseol’s strategy and nodded in agreement.
“I understand what you’re saying. Let’s proceed that way.”
If they learned that Bu Eunseol was safe, they would alter their plans once more.
It would be far more advantageous to maintain her missing status and work covertly to resolve matters.
* * *
The Yeoin Mun Pa had served as the foundation for powerful sects across generations.
Yet Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong, through its immense wealth and exchanges with the Jeongsayang-do sect, had secured a position within the Ten Demonic Gates despite being a female-led organization, rising prominently within the Murim.
Yu Su Ryeon.
She was the master of the pleasure houses under Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong and had long been a loyal servant to the organization.
Yet with Bu Eunseol’s arrival, she harbored growing resentment toward Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong—or rather, toward Geuk Hye Ryeong, the Lord.
Because of his emergence.
The organization’s longstanding principle of avoiding close ties with men and resolving all matters through independent strength had been completely overturned.
―Why has the Lord become infatuated with this young man, pouring precious funds into the Nangya Sect and Jeol Cheon Myeol Ji?
From her perspective, ever since meeting Bu Eunseol,
Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong had voluntarily become a slave to the Nangya Sect and Jeol Cheon Myeol Ji.
They freely distributed vast wealth to these organizations and even shared their core intelligence division and information networks.
Certainly, through exchanges with the Nangya Sect and Jeol Cheon Myeol Ji, they had acquired martial knowledge sufficient to protect the sect independently.
But there was no justification for providing such formidable financial and intelligence resources in return.
―Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong must change.
It was then that an unexpected figure appeared before Yu Su Ryeon.
He identified himself as the Third Messenger of the Infinite Realm.
A figure from the Three Realms, known as the commander of the forces that manipulated various factions and powers, had approached her.
―A messenger of the Infinite Realm?
Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong had long served as Bu Eunseol’s eyes and ears, so she was well-versed in information regarding the Three Realms.
Yet a messenger of the Infinite Realm, suspected of involvement in Bu Eunseol’s disappearance, had appeared before her?
―We shall become your backing, so that you may become the Lord of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong.
It was astonishing.
The Three Realms—the mysterious organization that had long stirred the Murim—would make her the Lord?
―What do you want from me?
―Nothing. If anything, merely for Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong to return to what it once was.
Moreover, the messenger of the Infinite Realm presented a proposal that perfectly aligned with Yu Su Ryeon’s desires, with no apparent disadvantage.
―Investing capital in the Nangya Sect or Jeol Cheon Myeol Ji to expand their power would be utterly unprofitable from our perspective.
Yu Su Ryeon nodded in agreement.
The Three Realms and Bu Eunseol had been in constant conflict. Therefore, those words must be true.
―Is there truly nothing you desire?
―Does Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong possess anything superior to us?
That was undeniably so.
The Three Realms’ wealth and information networks transcended the level of a mere sect.
They possessed the power to annihilate an entire organization or rebuild it in an instant.
―Very well.
Yu Su Ryeon ultimately joined hands with them.
Though I had allied with external forces, I harbored no shame in the decision.
This was not for personal advancement, but carried the resolute banner of securing Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong’s future alone.
Because of this conviction, even disciples dissatisfied with Geuk Hye Ryeong’s policies were easily brought into my fold.
Okryeonhyang.
A pleasure house in Moo Chang—the most magnificent among all establishments under Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong.
Within walls arranged like a fortress stood elaborate structures of breathtaking grandeur.
Inside dwelled courtesans of both talent and beauty, alongside luminaries from every sphere indulging in wine and song.
Yu Hwa Won.
This was where Yu Su Ryeon, the proprietress of Okryeonhyang and an elder of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong, resided.
Seated at the desk in my office, I suddenly caught my reflection in the mirror to my left.
With an aquiline nose and eyes that drooped sharply downward, my visage unmistakably bore the mark of an iron will.
‘Hmm.’
Yet I found myself pleased with my appearance.
Soon, this face would become the master who guides Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong’s destiny.
“Proprietress.”
At that moment, the inner chamber door opened and a woman in formal attire entered, bowing her head.
It was Ok Cheong, my trusted confidant.
“Here are this month’s settlement accounts.”
“Mm.”
I accepted the ledger from Ok Cheong and nodded.
“Excellent.”
“And there is one more matter.”
Ok Cheong hesitated briefly before speaking with caution.
“It appears the Master has discovered something.”
“What do you mean?”
“The Master has summoned all the proprietresses operating True-rank pleasure houses throughout Gangnam to Gyerim, where the main residence is located.”
“I have already heard of this.”
“Then… should we not hasten to win them over?”
I looked up from the ledger and shook my head.
“Those proprietresses are the Master’s loyal subordinates. They would not listen even if we attempted to sway them, so pay them no mind.”
“Are you certain? It seems the Master may take direct action.”
As Ok Cheong’s expression grew worried, I exhaled softly through my nose.
“A confrontation was inevitable from the start. Had I feared it, I would never have begun.”
I spoke in a measured tone.
“And within five days, completely shut down Okryeonhyang.”
“Pardon?”
“Masters from Nangya Sect will soon descend upon it.”
“Nangya Sect… you mean?”
Ok Cheong’s expression filled with dread.
There were no ordinary disciples in Nangya Pavilion.
Each of them was a master capable of defeating a hundred opponents, and merely thirty or so gathered together could effortlessly obliterate an entire minor sect.
“Our intelligence network detected no such signs whatsoever.”
“Hehehehe. How dare you compare our network’s intelligence capabilities with those of the Infinite Realm.”
Yu Su Ryeon closed the ledger and gazed at Ok Cheong.
“They must have sent Nangya Pavilion’s forces thinking they could avoid bloodshed among disciples and that surrender would naturally follow.”
….
“But Jeongju has made the worst possible choice.”
The Black Book, which could be called the core of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong’s power, was already in my hands.
In the end, such actions would merely provide justification for drawing in external forces.
As Yu Su Ryeon held a subtle smile,
Tap, tap, tap.
Hurried footsteps approached accompanied by a low voice.
“Master, it is Hwa Young.”
“Enter.”
As the door opened, a young woman who appeared to be a servant bowed her head.
“A grave matter has arisen.”
“A grave matter?”
“Nangya Pavilion has dispatched masters. It appears they may arrive here within five days at the earliest.”
Ok Cheong then looked at Yu Su Ryeon with an expression of shock.
“Understood. You may withdraw.”
As Hwa Young departed, Ok Cheong spoke.
“If Nangya Pavilion has dispatched their masters, does this not mean they intend to pursue relentlessly, even if we close the establishments?”
The masters of Nangya Pavilion possessed not only exceptional martial prowess but also keen senses, making their tracking techniques formidable.
To summon Nangya Pavilion’s forces of all places—what could this mean?
It could well be Geuk Hye Ryeong’s resolve to pursue the traitors to the very end.
“True. But there is only one person who will pursue to the end—myself alone.”
Yu Su Ryeon reached for the teacup on the table with unhurried grace.
“What they truly desire is not the slaughter of disciples, but the Black Book I possess.”
“I see.”
Ok Cheong nodded in understanding.
Indeed, considering Jeongju’s nature, she would not have summoned Nangya Pavilion’s masters merely to massacre Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong’s disciples.
In other words, if I were to slip away, Jeongju would have no recourse.
“Prepare the carriage.”
At Yu Su Ryeon’s command, Ok Cheong bowed her head.
“Yes.”
Clatter, clatter, clatter.
The carriage stationed at Okryeonhyang raced along Gwan Do, bathed in moonlight.
Yu Su Ryeon, seated within, gazed at the night sky with a composed expression.
Even if all of Nangya Pavilion’s masters emerged to pursue her, she harbored no fear.
Sam Gye never revealed their appearance, yet their power and influence were unquestionably the greatest in Murim.
Now that she had grasped the rope they extended, there was nothing for her to worry about.
“After all, those who follow the tide of the times are the true heroes.”
Yu Su Ryeon gazed out the window and nodded to herself.
No matter how I thought about it, this was the right choice.
No one could stop Sam Gye’s power. Even the successor of Demon Hall, who had clashed with Sam Gye all along, had vanished without a trace, hadn’t he?
And I possessed the Black Book as well.
Eventually, Jeongju would submit… and Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong would fall into my hands.
Clatter, clatter.
The carriage raced through Gwan Do all night.
As dawn approached, the carriage came to a halt before a vast manor on the outskirts of Bu Zhong.
“We have arrived.”
As the coachman opened the door, Yu Su Ryeon descended from the carriage with an imperious grace.
Whether due to formations set around the manor, thick mist rose into the air even as the sun slowly broke over the horizon.
She entered the manor without hesitation.
A pond had been constructed in the spacious courtyard, and before it stood a pavilion as beautiful as a painting.
There stood a shadowy figure wearing a mask inscribed with mysterious patterns—a messenger of the Infinite Realm.
‘He seems even more commanding than usual today.’
All of Sam Gye’s messengers, including the Third Messenger, emanated such formidable vital energy that their true features remained obscured.
And today, the vital energy flowing from the Third Messenger was even more intense.
“Thanks to the advance information you provided, I was able to dodge without panic.”
As Yu Su Ryeon nodded lightly, the messenger spoke.
[The disciples of Nangya Pavilion all possess noses like hunting dogs.]
The Third Messenger’s voice was deeply unsettling and fractured, like a serpent’s hiss.
[Do not leave this manor under any circumstances while they are searching.]
“This place? You mean I should remain here without leaving Bu Zhong?”
[The lamp casts the darkest shadow beneath itself.]
The Third Messenger stared intently at Yu Su Ryeon.
[They will never find this place.]
Waves of vital energy like clouds rippled from his body.
In that brief moment, the overwhelming pressure and aura seemed far more potent than before.
‘With martial prowess alone, he could dominate all of Murim.’
“I… I understand.”
As Yu Su Ryeon replied, the messenger’s form dissolved into the mist and vanished.
Watching his departure intently, she opened her mouth with an expression full of displeasure.
“He barely speaks two words.”
Despite being the future Lord of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong in name, he still treated her like a mere subordinate.
But soon she shook her head.
“There’s nothing to be done about it.”
The members of Sam Gye were all extraordinary, their martial prowess so formidable that even the leaders of other sects seemed laughable by comparison.
Without yet controlling Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong, I would appear even more worthless than an insect.
“But if I become the Lord of Jeongju, everything will change.”
Yu Su Ryeon smiled faintly.
“I know what you all desire—this Black Codex.”
She understood it well.
What Mu Goong Gye truly wanted was the Black Codex that she had secretly smuggled away.
With the Black Codex alone, anyone could manipulate Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong without hesitation.
Conversely, without it, no matter how thoroughly one controlled Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong, one could never properly wield its true power and influence.
“As long as I hold this in my hands, Mu Goong Gye can never abandon me.”
The Black Codex was written in a cipher that only the disciples of Mu Ha Soo Yu Jeong could decipher, and she never carried it on her person.
If she had, Mu Goong Gye would seize it by force immediately.
As long as the Black Codex existed, Mu Goong Gye could not discard her. This was the one thing she must protect at all costs.

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