The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 436

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Chapter 436.
Hwa Jeong, about to begin the conference, suddenly wore the expression of someone who had been slapped across the face.
Just as the meeting was about to commence, So Gung Ju, the junior palace lord, had unexpectedly entered and announced that she had discovered Yeolha Seongjun’s Hwaryun Divine Technique.
Moreover, she had also obtained the Martial Arts Scripture left in the Secret Palace—a shocking revelation.
―The eternal aspiration of this palace is to recover the Hwaryun Divine Technique and the Yeol Ha Grand Perfection Energy Cultivation Method of our ancestor Yeolha Seongjun. Whoever recovers these shall become the Palace Lord of this palace.
It was a principle that had been passed down through generations of Yeol Ha Sung Palace, as immutable as law.
Yet Jeok Mu Mi had suddenly accomplished both tasks?
Then shouldn’t Hwa Jeong step down from her position as Palace Lord?
“If that is indeed the case, it would be a blessing for this palace. Might I see the proof?”
In response to Hwa Jeong’s question, Jeok Mu Mi extended her right hand without hesitation.
Crimson radiance blossomed from her palm, and a flute-shaped rod of scarlet light began to materialize.
Merely by revealing itself, waves of heat intense enough to melt the very earth spread in all directions.
There was no doubt—it was indeed the Hwaryun Divine Technique, forged from Yeol Ha Sacred Energy.
―The Hwaryun Divine Technique! The rebirth of Yeolha Seongjun!
―At last, the sage’s martial scripture and divine artifact!
All the senior leaders of Yeol Ha Sung Palace who witnessed this spectacle wore expressions overflowing with joy.
Having recovered the lost divine artifact and martial scripture, Yeol Ha Sung Palace would reclaim its former glory.
“I am grateful.”
In the end, Hwa Jeong smiled and nodded.
“Since the junior palace lord has recovered our ancestor’s divine artifact and martial scripture, it is only fitting that you ascend to the position of Palace Lord of this palace.”
Her voice was calm, and her expression appeared sincere.
“Now that the Hwaryun Divine Technique and the Yeol Ha Grand Perfection Energy Cultivation Method have been recovered, the renown of this palace shall soon resound throughout Tianxia.”
“Thank you.”
As Jeok Mu Mi replied with a smile, Hwa Jeong clasped her hands together.
“Though our relationship has not been harmonious until now, I shall continue to dedicate myself to this palace.”
No matter how ancient and binding the principle, relinquishing the position of Palace Lord merely because the divine artifact and martial scripture had been recovered was no simple matter.
Yet Hwa Jeong displayed not the slightest hint of attachment.
Did she not demonstrate a generous yet resolute manner in yielding the Palace Lord’s seat to Jeok Mu Mi?
At her conduct, all the senior leaders in the conference hall burst forth with admiration and praise.
“Indeed!”
“Let us forget the past and create a new history for this palace.”
Then Hwa Jeong smiled and nodded.
“My final command as Palace Lord shall be to hold a grand banquet.”
All those present in the conference hall smiled softly.
With such a natural transfer of power between old and new generations, Yeol Ha Sung Palace would surely enjoy great prosperity ahead.
But how could anyone have known?
A deep shadow had already descended upon Yeol Ha Sung Palace—one that could not be easily swept away.
Before the Hwaryun Pavilion of Yeol Ha Sung Palace.
A banquet attended by all the senior leaders of Yeol Ha Sung Palace had been ongoing for three days.
Having recovered the lost divine artifact and martial scripture of Yeolha Seongjun, all the disciples were unable to conceal their excitement.
With the power of the Hwaryun Divine Elixir, one could pierce through the meridians and achieve the Conception Vessel breakthrough in a single breath. Through consistent martial cultivation, one could transform into a being of sacred fire.
Once that occurred, martial prowess would skyrocket, and the prestige of Yeol Ha Sung Palace would pierce the heavens themselves.
Bu Eunseol, imprisoned in the Underground Prison, was also freed with Jeok Mu Mi’s assistance.
However, the condition was that she would depart Yeol Ha Sung Palace immediately upon her release.
A great fortune had befallen Yeol Ha Sung Palace, and given the suspicious nature of the incident,
it was to preserve the reputation of Palace Lord Hwa Jeong.
Murmurs rippled through the gathering.
The senior officials assembled before Hwaryun Pavilion clustered around Jeok Mu Mi, who would become the new Palace Lord, engaged in endless conversation.
Unlike before, they maintained an air of constant warmth and familiarity.
She had reclaimed both the sacred treasures and secret techniques of Yeolha Seongjun and inherited them all, so she would soon become the second Yeolha Seongjun.
The future of Yeol Ha Sung Palace would be brilliant, and after several years passed, it would be difficult to find a worthy rival to stand against her in the Murim.
As the banquet was in full swing,
The water churned.
Meanwhile, a massive vessel cut through the waters toward the Dock of Chuk Yung Island.
It was the Hwaryun, the most superior of the six ships owned by Yeol Ha Sung Palace, the vessel the Palace Lord herself commanded.
Within the Hwaryun were roughly two hundred assassins dressed in black, each radiating a sharp and lethal aura.
“Hmm?”
The Wi Sa guards stationed at the watchtower near the Dock noticed the approaching Hwaryun and wore puzzled expressions.
“Has the Palace Lord only now returned?”
Since the coronation ceremony had not yet been held, Hwa Jeong still maintained her status as Palace Lord.
And during the banquet,
she had personally boarded a vessel and departed Chuk Yung Island to prepare for Jeok Mu Mi’s coronation ceremony.
Yet to return at such a late hour, and so abruptly at that?
The hull groaned.
As the Hwaryun docked, Hwa Jeong, dressed in resplendent crimson robes, descended from the vessel.
“Palace Lord.”
She observed the Wi Sa guards emerging from the watchtower and bowing their heads, then nodded in acknowledgment.
“You’ve worked hard.”
Then she suddenly extended both palms.
Explosions erupted.
The Wi Sa guards, who had been showing respect, widened their eyes in shock, then collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood from seven orifices.
She had unleashed overwhelming force in an instant, crushing them to death.
“Palace Lord, what is the meaning of this!”
As the Wi Sa guards standing behind cried out in alarm,
Blades flashed.
The assassins disembarked from the vessel and surged toward the watchtower, swiftly beheading the Wi Sa guards.
The hull groaned. The hull groaned.
In the blink of an eye, all the martial artists at the watchtower had become headless corpses sprawled across the ground.
[Is everything prepared?]
At that moment, the Masked Assassin, radiating an enigmatic brilliance, stepped forward from among the assassins.
It was none other than the Samgye Emissary.
“The leadership of Yeol Ha Sung Palace is gathered in the Banquet Hall, and most of the troops have been stationed outside the city.”
She had arranged for a banquet to be held in the Hwaryun Pavilion for the leadership, while the forces and commanders of Yeol Ha Sung Palace were ordered to drink outside the palace walls.
“If we eliminate and suppress the leadership all at once, the disciples will have no choice but to follow.”
She drew a deep breath and spoke with chilling coldness.
“Infiltrate discreetly and slaughter them all without exception.”
She deployed the assassins of Sam Gye to the Banquet Hall where Yeol Ha Sung Palace held its gathering.
Her intention was to eliminate the leadership in one swift stroke and reclaim Yeol Ha Sung Palace.
The Palace Lord of Yeol Ha Sung Palace.
Maintaining this position was as crucial as the Hwaryun Divine Elixir itself.
Unless Yeol Ha Sung Palace was destroyed by force, it would be impossible to install a Palace Lord to her liking again.
“With one exception, of course.”
All of them had consumed the artificial inner elixir and had already dissolved a considerable portion of it, so they could be eliminated without difficulty.
“Jeok Mu Mi, who possesses the Hwaryun Divine Elixir, must not be killed.”
[Hmm. So the Hwaryun Divine Elixir isn’t a liquid substance, but rather materialized vital energy stored within the body.]
The Emissary shook her head and issued orders to the assassins behind her.
“Jeok Mu Mi. Except for her, leave not a single ant alive. Sweep clean the interior of the Banquet Hall.”
No matter how formidable the forces, without a commanding head, they become useless.
Yeol Ha Sung Palace had not ventured into Gangho for generations, and its disciples lacked combat experience.
In other words, if only the commanding leadership was eliminated, the oversized Yeol Ha Sung Palace could be easily reclaimed once more.
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In the Banquet Hall, the leadership of Yeol Ha Sung Palace was drinking and enjoying themselves.
Then, with the sound of sand cascading, roughly a hundred assassins seeped into the interior of the Banquet Hall.
“Who are you!”
Jeok Mu Mi cried out upon discovering them, but the assassins merely surrounded the leadership, their eyes gleaming a crimson red.
“Huff, huff.”
The assassins’ pupils burned a deep red, and rough breathing escaped through their masks.
And from their entire bodies flowed an indescribable, piercing killing intent.
The artificial inner elixir.
All hundred of these assassins had consumed the artificial inner elixir and had used its remarkable power to flawlessly execute their missions all along.
“There is no banquet under heaven that never ends. Now we must see how this concludes.”
“Palace Lord Hwa Jeong?”
The leadership in the Banquet Hall could not hide their bewilderment.
Why was Palace Lord Hwa Jeong walking calmly among those assassins?
“Palace Lord. What are you doing there right now?”
“Surely you’re not joking with us?”
As the leadership rushed forward, Hwa Jeong surveyed her surroundings with a cold smile.
“You were all so lost in your sweet dreams, unaware of how events were unfolding.”
Jeok Mu Mi glared at Hwa Jeong and spoke coldly.
“What are you doing?”
“What are you doing?”
Hwa Jeong laughed coldly.
“To become the Palace Lord and find the Sacred Relic, I had to play the role of clan leader for over a decade. In the end, I endured three years living with that foul-smelling old man. Did you think I would simply stand by and watch his daughter become the Palace Lord?”
The leadership council turned ashen at her words.
Hwa Jeong had always maintained her elegance, and even after becoming Palace Lord, she remained compassionate and generous.
But now her tone and expression seemed as though a noble saint had transformed into a wicked witch.
“Hwa Jeong.”
Jeok Mu Mi spoke in a stern voice.
“Your words admit that you are a traitor to this palace.”
“Traitor is too generous a word.”
Hwa Jeong spoke coldly.
“I infiltrated here specifically to steal the Sacred Relic by seducing that old man, Jeok Sa.”
The expressions of the leadership council hardened like stone.
Through her generosity and elegance, Hwa Jeong had firmly secured the trust and support of Yeol Ha Sung Palace’s leadership.
Because of this, So Gung Ju, who had maintained an arrogant attitude under the pretext of obtaining the Sacred Relic,
had actually accumulated more detractors than expected regarding her ascension as the new Palace Lord.
But the Hwa Jeong they had trusted so deeply was actually a spy who had infiltrated to steal the Sacred Relic?
―What in the world…?
As the officials of Yeol Ha Sung Palace stood frozen in disbelief, Hwa Jeong spoke coldly.
“There’s no need for lengthy words. Sever their heads in one stroke.”
Shwing.
Immediately, the assassins drew their blades.
Not only were the sword blades darkened, but a pungent stench wafted in all directions—clearly they were coated with a potent poison.
“Hssss.”
As they drew their swords, the killing intent flowing through the assassins’ bodies intensified.
Apparently, having dissolved a considerable portion of their inner cores, an explosive murderous aura erupted from them.
“I didn’t expect you to have assassins prepared as well.”
“If you had known, you should have bowed your head.”
“Hmph. You dare speak such words against this palace’s elite forces?”
“Elite? Do you think these are ordinary assassins?”
“Hmph.”
Jeok Mu Mi, who scoffed, raised her hand.
Crack.
As she raised her hand,
Rumble rumble rumble.
Suddenly, a thousand martial artists poured forth from around the Hwaryun Pavilion where the banquet hall stood.
Their eyes all gleamed with vitality, and their bodies radiated an extreme yang energy like an active volcano.
“What is the meaning of this?”
Hwa Jeong was greatly shocked.
She had clearly confirmed that the main forces of Yeol Ha Sung Palace had departed from Chuk Yung Island before entering.
How could a thousand disciples possibly be hiding near the Hwaryun Pavilion?
“I see. You used the mechanisms of the Secret Palace.”
Hwa Jeong bit her lip as if she had grasped something.
“The Yeolha Ilcheon Geombidan….”
“You know of it well.”
As Jeok Mu Mi laughed coldly, Hwa Jeong swallowed and muttered.
“Gwang Yang Ja. That old man’s lifelong dream has finally come to pass.”
She then raised the corners of her eyes.
“You pretended to accept the banquet gracefully to buy time, and in the meantime, you used the Hwaryun Divine Elixir.”
“Of course. A schemer from such a formidable place as Sam Gye would naturally make one last desperate move.”
Hwa Jeong was greatly shocked.
Until now, the name of Sam Gye had not been revealed to the Murim, and the people of Yeol Ha Sung Palace, cowering on Chuk Yung Island, were even less aware of it.
Yet Jeok Mu Mi knew of Sam Gye?
“Ah, I see. That dog from the Murim Alliance must have tipped you off.”
Hwa Jeong narrowed her eyes as if she had grasped everything.
There was no way she could know of Sam Gye, nor was she ever someone so meticulous.
‘A third-rate Lord daring to know of Ben Gye.’
Swallowing her bewilderment and astonishment, Hwa Jeong spoke.
“Even sending that man away was part of your scheme.”
“Your instincts are sharp.”
Jeok Mu Mi’s lips curved upward.
Everything so far had been orchestrated by Bu Eunseol’s instructions.
―Sam Gye would never allow Hwa Jeong to relinquish her position as Palace Lord. Yet they could neither mobilize a great army nor reveal themselves openly…
Bu Eunseol had spoken thus to Jeok Mu Mi.
―They would surely seize the opportunity of the banquet to suppress all the leaders at once.
With Yeol Ha Sung Palace in its current state, removing the leadership would allow them to easily reclaim the Palace Lord’s seat.
And during the banquet, Bu Eunseol had utilized the power of the Hwaryun Divine Elixir to perfect Yeol Ha Sung Palace’s finest elite force—
The Yeolha Ilcheon Geombidan, which Gwang Yang Ja had prepared.
[You are mistaken.]
The Samgye Emissary, who had been observing everything from behind, shook his head.
Not only had the thousand warriors pouring from the Hwaryun Pavilion all achieved the Ren Mai breakthrough…
But he had discerned that Jeok Mu Mi possessed not a trace of Yeolha Seongjun’s energy.
[She distributed all the power of the Hwaryun Divine Elixir to her disciples.]
The Emissary bit his lip.
With matters having reached this point, his plan to obtain the power of the Hwaryun Divine Elixir had come to naught.
“Have you also mastered the Extreme Yang Technique?”
Jeok Mu Mi raised her eyebrows upon hearing the Emissary’s murmur.
“You can sense Yeolha Seongjun’s energy, after all.”
[I have searched for the Hwaryun Divine Elixir for a long time. How could I not distinguish the power contained within it?]
The Emissary’s words carried a note of despair.
I had spent years pouring effort into obtaining the Yeol Ha Sung Scripture contained within the Hwaryun Divine Elixir.
Yet in that time, the Hwaryun Divine Elixir had passed into another’s hands, and the Yeol Ha Sung Scripture had been distributed among a thousand disciples.
“No point in wasting time. Sweep them all away in one breath!”
At Jeok Mu Mi’s cry, the warriors of the Yeolha Ilcheon Geombidan began to swiftly overwhelm the assassins.
Screeeech!
The martial arts of Yeol Ha Sung Palace were formidable precisely because their power was incomparable to ordinary extreme yang martial techniques.
No force could withstand it, and it carried not only the qi of extreme yang but also devastating vibrations.
Whether person or object, it could incinerate everything within.
The martial prowess of the assassins who had consumed artificial inner cores was considerable, and they had trained under Gwang Yang Ja for a long time.
Yet they could not withstand a thousand elite disciples who had obtained the Yeol Ha Sung Scripture and achieved the Conception Vessel breakthrough.
[Hmm.]
Sa Ja shook his head with a cold snort.
Had the Yeol Ha Sung Scripture remained in Jeok Mu Mi’s body, he would have captured her alive even if it meant annihilating Yeol Ha Sung Palace entirely.
But now that the Yeol Ha Sung Scripture had already been distributed among a thousand disciples, it was utterly meaningless.
[The only way to complete a perfect artificial inner core….]
Sa Ja’s sole objective was the Yeol Ha Sung Scripture contained within the Hwaryun Divine Elixir.
Only with it could a perfect inner core be created without side effects.
But now that the Hwaryun Divine Elixir had vanished, even if Yeol Ha Sung Palace were swept away, there would be no gain.
And the justification for eliminating the successor of Demon Hall—who had disrupted the balance between the Infinite Realm and Cheonghae Gye and repeatedly opposed Sam Gye—had also disappeared.
‘Perhaps the time is not yet right.’
Moreover, with the reason to prevent the creation of Immortal Harmony gone, Shil Hon In practitioners would soon sprout up like bamboo shoots throughout Murim.
[Well, this too must be fate.]
As Sa Ja muttered calmly,
“I’ll eliminate you first!”
Jeok Mu Mi rushed forward and unleashed Yeolha Seongjun’s supreme ultimate techniques in one breath.
[Pointless effort.]
As Sa Ja lightly waved his sleeve, the heat unleashed by Jeok Mu Mi vanished instantly.
It was truly remarkable martial prowess.
[Let us end this tedious fight.]
Sa Ja stared at Jeok Mu Mi and spoke in a voice devoid of interest.
[If Ben Gye’s assassins press forward relentlessly, Yeol Ha Sung Palace will also be devastated.]
“You invade another’s territory, decide it won’t work, and simply dust off your hands to leave?”
[Shall we see.]
Had Jeok Mu Mi possessed her former temperament, she would have certainly steeled herself to death to annihilate these assassins.
But she had already heard everything about Sam Gye through Bu Eunseol.
Their power was formidable, yet they were extremely reluctant to reveal themselves.
And if they failed to obtain their objective, they would withdraw without hesitation.
‘There is no need to sacrifice my disciples in a fight to the death with them.’
The assassins of Sam Gye who had consumed artificial inner cores were as strong as disciples who had achieved the Conception Vessel breakthrough.
Victory could be assured simply due to numerical superiority, but what if they chose to perish together?
The Yeolha Ilcheon Geombidan would have to bear some sacrifice as well.
“Very well, then.”
Jeok Mu Mi spoke with a cold and confident voice.
“Tell the Leader that no matter how far he extends his reach, this palace will never yield.”
[Pointless words.]
Sa Ja scoffed and raised his hand.
At that signal, the assassins stopped moving in perfect unison as if they had been waiting for it.
Whoosh.
As Sa Ja turned his body, the assassins also turned and slowly departed from Yeol Ha Sung Palace.
A deathly silence fell over the banquet hall.
Once all the assassins had left, only Hwa Jeong, who had failed to escape, remained standing alone.
“So she wasn’t a key figure of Sam Gye after all.”
At Jeok Mu Mi’s mockery, Hwa Jeong let out a bitter laugh.
“Does it seem like you won?”
She spoke calmly, as if it meant nothing.
“They possess infinite power and authority. Such victories, such defeats—they are nothing to them.”
“If they’re so great, why don’t they save you?”
At Jeok Mu Mi’s question, Hwa Jeong gazed toward the distant sky with a sorrowful expression.
“They do not extend their hand to those who have failed.”
Shwoop.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, and blood gushed forth from near her heart.
With nothing left to say and nothing left to do, cornered as she was, Hwa Jeong severed her own meridians and took her own life.
Thud.
Hwa Jeong breathed her last, her eyes wide open with resentment.
Jeok Mu Mi gazed upon her, then spoke in a loud voice toward the executives.
“The traitor Hwa Jeong has been dealt with. And henceforth, there shall be no further interference from external forces in this palace.”
Jeok Mu Mi now displayed the composed and cold demeanor of a true Palace Lord.
And she possessed the Yeolha Ilcheon Geombidan—the mightiest force capable of standing against any sect.
“From this day forward, this palace shall stand tall in the Murim!”
The executives stared at each other in stunned silence for a moment.
Jeok Mu Mi, who had always been fastidious and stubborn, had discovered the legacy of Yeolha Seongjun.
She had anticipated the treacherous schemes of the traitor Hwa Jeong and eliminated them before they could take root.
The qualities of a true leader reveal themselves in times of crisis.
Jeok Mu Mi now displayed the qualities and authority of Yeol Ha Sung Palace’s Palace Lord without the slightest deficiency.
Thump.
All the executives bowed their heads in respect.
She would restore the palace’s former glory.
They had no doubt that a new Palace Lord had been born.
Having completed everything, Jeok Mu Mi moved toward the entrance of the Secret Cave that led outside Yeol Ha Sung Palace.
And before the Secret Cave, a carriage awaited, and before it stood a man dressed in white.
It was Bu Eunseol, who was known to have fled to the Murim Alliance.
“Everything has unfolded exactly as planned.”
Jeok Mu Mi smiled.
All of this had proceeded under my direction.
“Had it not been for your counsel, the leadership of this palace would have perished in an instant.”
When I learned that Hwa Jeong would host a banquet for four days,
I realized her plan was to secretly withdraw Yeol Ha Sung Palace’s forces and then suppress the leadership in one fell swoop.
I remained at Yeol Ha Sung Palace and observed as Jeok Mu Mi handled and resolved every situation.
There were absolutely two reasons why I could not involve myself in this matter.
First, Jeok Mu Mi could be perceived as ascending to the Palace Lord’s position through external assistance.
That would greatly diminish the prestige of the Palace Lord who would rule Yeol Ha Sung Palace.
Second, I am ultimately a member of the Murim Alliance’s Third Rank Division.
I must never expose my true identity or display abilities beyond my station before many people.
“But will they withdraw so easily?”
Yeol Ha Sung Palace had long walked the path of decline, but had only recently recovered Yeolha Seongjun’s secret techniques and completed the Yeolha Ilcheon Geombidan.
Much time was still needed to fully restore its former glory.
“It should be fine. What Sam Gye desired was the power of the Hwaryun Divine Elixir.”
I spoke calmly.
“They only ever wish to obtain what they desire or control it. If they had wanted to dominate a sect, they would have seized it long ago.”
I understood Sam Gye’s nature well.
“Because they wish to reign over the world eternally, they never reveal themselves and do not directly rule over sects.”
“Then the Masked Assassin is not a key figure of Sam Gye’s faction?”
“That is correct. They employ emissaries called Samgye Emissaries merely to convey their orders and manipulate everything.”
Jeok Mu Mi’s mouth fell open.
The Masked Assassin possessed an aura that surpassed even the previous Palace Lord and her father, Jeok Sa.
Yet such masters were merely emissaries conveying orders.
“Had they known the Yeolha Seongjun Scripture resided within the Palace Lord’s body, Sam Gye would have seized it at any cost, no matter the sacrifice.”
They had devoted three years of effort to obtain the Yeolha Seongjun Scripture.
If that power remained within Jeok Mu Mi’s body, they would never leave her alone.
Therefore, instead of infusing all the power of the Hwaryun Divine Elixir into Jeok Mu Mi,
I retained only the power to manifest the form of the Hwaryun Divine Elixir, and distributed the rest, which Gwang Yang Ja had painstakingly prepared,
evenly among the elite martial artists of the Yeolha Ilcheon Geombidan.
“You can rest assured. Now that they know the Yeolha Seongjun Scripture they desired has been distributed among the disciples, they will not touch Yeol Ha Sung Palace again.”
“Do you not regret it?”
Jeok Mu Mi smiled at me.
Because I had opened the meridians of a thousand disciples, all the Yeolha Seongjun Scripture inherent in my body had vanished.
“It was never mine to begin with. There was no need to master the Extreme Yang Martial Arts.”
“Thank you.”
Jeok Mu Mi smiled.
“As promised, let us establish peace between the Murim Alliance and Yeol Ha Sung Palace.”
“Thank you.”
“And in the future….”
Jeok Mu Mi spoke in a low voice.
“Should our palace ever require assistance, do not hesitate to seek our aid.”
Bu Eunseol’s expression grew puzzled.
“I’m not sure what you mean.”
“Do I appear so foolish to you?”
Jeok Mu Mi smiled.
“I would wager everything that your true identity is far more than a third-rank Lord of the Murim Alliance.”
Regardless of all else, the ability to contain the Yeol Ha Sung technique within one’s body—a power capable of awakening a thousand disciples.
That alone proved Bu Eunseol’s capabilities far exceeded those of a third-rank Lord of the Murim Alliance.
“You must be undertaking something momentous.”
Jeok Mu Mi’s eyes burned like suns set ablaze within them.
Despite her youth, she had consistently opposed Hwa Jeong and possessed the exceptional talent and instinct to lead Yeol Ha Sung Palace.
Moreover, her remarkable intuition allowed her to glimpse the heroic spirit concealed beneath that gentle facade.
“That is the condition for peace between our palace and the Murim Alliance.”
Bu Eunseol was deeply moved.
To show such profound loyalty despite knowing I possess another identity, despite knowing I am not truly of the Murim Alliance—it was extraordinary.
“Thank you.”
“Surely you don’t believe this is merely about honor?”
“What do you mean?”
“Our palace has certain rules and precepts unknown to the outside world.”
“What rules are you referring to?”
Jeok Mu Mi’s eyes sparkled like jewels reflecting brilliant light.
“We shall discuss that matter when we meet again.”
For reasons I could not fathom, my heart ached. I resolved firmly that there would absolutely be no next time, and clasped my hands together.
“Understood. Then.”
And I quickly boarded the carriage.
Jeok Mu Mi watched the departing carriage with a faint yet radiant smile.
As if welcoming Bu Eunseol’s return in the days to come.

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