The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 439

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Chapter 439.
Bu Eunseol shook her head.
Of course, Ma Cheon Je could be a descendant of the Black Saint.
But the probability of that was slim.
What if Ma Cheon Je truly were a descendant of the Black Saint?
He would never have passed down the Yeui Jingyeol to Bu Eunseol, who would traverse the Gangho facing countless enemies in those days.
Doing so would be tantamount to announcing to the entire Murim that he was a descendant of the Black Saint.
The Yeui Jingyeol was an ingenious secret art that created a heart method by fusing true energy with the spirit, allowing one to freely transform its shape.
If it had been founded on the martial arts of the Black Saint, the Orthodox Sects’ masters would have already uncovered its fundamentals.
‘Perhaps Ma Cheon Je gained inspiration after fighting someone who used Jipseong Magi and created a similar technique. Or he might have accidentally discovered a secret manual left by the Black Saint.’
“I won’t ask you to believe me. I have my own circumstances.”
Bu Eunseol sighed and shook her head.
“But I too lost precious family because of Sam Gye. How could I possibly be in league with them?”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes were filled with profound anguish and solitude.
“Whether you believe me or not is irrelevant. Think as you wish.”
Neung Bi Hon, seeing that gaze, cried out in confusion.
“Don’t be ridiculous. Are you saying what you displayed wasn’t Jipseong Magi?”
‘I need to settle this once and for all.’
Bu Eunseol drew upon her power as she regarded Neung Bi Hon.
“Look carefully.”
A resonant hum echoed.
As Bu Eunseol unfolded the Yeui Jingyeol, spider-web-like threads of true energy radiated outward from her back in all directions.
Then they transformed into the shapes of blades and swords, or into the form of a massive shield.
In that instant, Neung Bi Hon’s eyes grew uncertain.
He realized that the martial art Bu Eunseol displayed was very similar to Jipseong Magi, yet somehow distinctly different.
“If you wish, I can demonstrate it hundreds of times. Is this truly Jipseong Magi?”
Neung Bi Hon could not give a definitive answer and ultimately changed the subject.
“If you’re not an emissary of Sam Gye, then what of the Orthodox Sects’ martial arts? Why did you learn them alongside the others?”
Bu Eunseol spoke calmly.
“It was not by my will. It simply happened that way.”
….
“This is all I can tell you. I say it again—believe or don’t, as you choose.”
A strange light flickered in Neung Bi Hon’s eyes at Bu Eunseol’s explanation.
Those who seek to deceive will explain and convince by any means necessary.
But those who speak truth do not elaborate at length.
“I… lost my beloved wife and child to Sam Gye.”
Neung Bi Hon spoke through gritted teeth.
“I will not be deceived by you again! I will not fall for such treacherous schemes once more!”
The Thunder God lost his reason again and lunged at Bu Eunseol using the Thunder Lightning Strike.
But against Bu Eunseol, who could freely deploy the Yeolha Grand Perfection Energy, the Thunder Lightning Strike’s power no longer held sway.
Boom!
Neung Bi Hon crumpled to the ground in a pitiful heap after taking a direct punch from Bu Eunseol.
“Die!”
Yet he screamed again, unleashing his Thunder God Divine Technique once more.
‘Hmm.’
Watching Neung Bi Hon charge forward again like a madman consumed by frenzy, Bu Eunseol hesitated for a moment.
He was certainly gripped by madness, his mind fractured and incomplete.
But he was no villain—he was a man who had lost his family to Sam Gye.
I had no desire to kill him.
‘There’s no choice.’
In the end, I elevated my Yeolha Grand Perfection Energy beyond the sixth tier and unleashed the Seven Fist Technique.
Screech! Whoosh!
Then Yeolha Sacred Energy accompanied by the Extreme Fire Wheel Technique erupted from my right hand.
The intent was to inflict severe pain and knock Neung Bi Hon unconscious temporarily.
Boom! Boom!
Neung Bi Hon was pummeled by my fists and sent flying backward.
Yet he neither lost consciousness nor surrendered.
Even as blood burst from his entire body and cracks splintered through the bones of his arms and legs, he stubbornly charged forward again and again.
Crash!
Finally, after being struck repeatedly by the Deranged Child Lock Technique, Neung Bi Hon
“Ugh…”
let out a groan and dropped to one knee.
Since I had not poured excessive inner force beyond the Yeolha Grand Perfection Energy, his injuries were not life-threatening.
But as his Thunder God Divine Technique became useless and he was beaten helplessly, Neung Bi Hon seemed to suffer severe psychological shock, his mouth hanging open.
Since birth until now, had he ever been beaten like this by anyone?
Sasin.
It was a name as untouchable as sacred ground itself.
Especially among the Sasin’s powers, the most tyrannical—to think there existed someone against whom the Thunder God Divine Technique was utterly ineffective.
“Hwan-ah. My Hwan… your vengeance…”
He trembled, muttering with unfocused eyes.
“Those who stuffed him with all manner of drugs simply because he possessed pure Thunder God Technique, and who ultimately opened his skull and extracted his spine…”
Watching Neung Bi Hon mutter like a madman, I understood why rumors of his insanity had spread.
Likely his son too had been born with exceptional power, and because of it, he had been abducted by Sam Gye and subjected to cruel experiments.
Unable to bear that shock, he had abandoned everything and wandered the Gangho alone, seeking to capture Sam Gye.
“Sigh…”
I exhaled deeply.
My grandfather too had his eyes gouged out and his arms severed by a master apparently affiliated with Sam Gye.
His back was covered with throwing blades coated in vicious poison.
I no longer wished to strike someone who carried the same pain as I did.
“Leave this place.”
As Bu Eunseol turned away, Thunder God drew upon his Thunder Divine Technique once more.
Crack-snap.
“How could I simply let an enemy of the Three Realms escape!”
“An enemy of the Three Realms, you say.”
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s eyes gleamed with sudden clarity.
The Murim Alliance had dispatched an investigation unit to hunt her down, and the probability that they were operatives of the Three Realms was extraordinarily high.
And was Neung Bi Hon not suffering from madness?
“Do you truly wish to kill genuine agents of the Three Realms?”
“What?”
“Soon, masters of the Three Realms wearing the mask of the Murim Alliance will descend upon this region. If you wish to kill them, slay those who come.”
Whoosh.
In that moment, a faint sound of air being torn reached them from afar.
It was so subtle that only masters of Bu Eunseol and Thunder God’s caliber could perceive it.
“Hm, I see.”
The madness flickered once more in Neung Bi Hon’s eyes.
“That sound is the air rupture produced when those Three Realms dogs deploy the Flying Stream Body Burst technique they favor.”
‘If he knows the martial arts of the Three Realms to such a degree… he must have slaughtered quite a few of them.’
Only then did Bu Eunseol grasp the full situation and nod in understanding.
The reason he had pursued So Yo.
It was because So Yo had employed a concealment technique so masterful that even Bu Eunseol found it difficult to detect.
And it bore striking resemblance to the divine techniques employed by the Three Realms’ emissaries.
Moreover, the actual Three Realms Emissary had been repelled by Bu Eunseol’s stratagem.
And since the emissary had retreated toward Yunnan from Yeol Ha Sung Palace, their paths had converged with So Yo’s.
Crackle-snap.
As Neung Bi Hon spread his killing intent anew, a powerful Thunder Divine Technique radiated from his entire body.
Crack. Crackle-crackle-crack!
White lightning coiled around him, and the fractured bones in his legs and forearms knitted together in an instant.
In less than half a moment, he had not merely healed—he had completely cured all the internal and external injuries he had sustained from Bu Eunseol.
‘A monster indeed.’
Bu Eunseol shook her head as she observed this.
‘Like the descendants of the Eight Emperors and Three Stars themselves.’
A Sasin was truly a Sasin.
The Thunder Divine Technique, a mystical power passed down through generations in Murim, possessed capabilities that transcended the boundaries of martial arts scripture—much like the martial techniques wielded by the descendants of the Eight Emperors and Three Stars.
It held power that far exceeded the limits of conventional martial arts.
‘How many masters in this world could fight Neung Bi Hon to the bitter end when he can recover his body in such an instant?’
Had Bu Eunseol not learned the Yeol Ha Grand Perfection Energy Cultivation Method?
The outcome of that battle would have been beyond all reckoning.
‘I am grateful, Yeolha Seongjun.’
Bu Eunseol felt anew her gratitude toward Yeolha Seongjun.
Had she not obtained the Yeol Ha Grand Perfection Energy Cultivation Method?
Perhaps he would have been defeated by the Thunder God, or chosen a shameful retreat.
Crackle.
Yet, Neung Bi Hon’s expression seemed strange as he spread the Thunder God’s divine energy to perfectly restore his body.
Like a newborn infant on its first outing, he blinked his eyes while gazing around at his surroundings.
“Brother Neung, are you alright?”
“Hm?”
Neung Bi Hon looked at Bu Eunseol with clear eyes.
“What do you mean?”
‘I see.’
Bu Eunseol, who had instantly grasped Neung Bi Hon’s condition, asked again.
“Do you know who I am?”
“Who you are?”
“I just told you the whereabouts of the Sam Gye masters.”
Neung Bi Hon, lost in thought for a moment, muttered with unfocused eyes.
“So you’re… a good fellow who taught me the whereabouts of Sam Gye.”
Whether fortunate or unfortunate.
Neung Bi Hon’s madness was far more severe than I had anticipated.
Each time he pushed the Thunder God’s divine energy to its limit, his mind seemed to flicker in and out.
“That’s right, Brother Neung. Even if you see this younger brother later, do not forget my face.”
“Younger brother?”
“Yes. Brother Neung and I share a common enemy.”
“Do we?”
Neung Bi Hon’s gaze grew increasingly vacant.
Bu Eunseol had no choice but to point toward the direction from which faint piercing sounds emanated and shout.
“First, quickly kill those vile Sam Gye bastards!”
“Sam Gye… Sam Gye!”
Neung Bi Hon’s body trembled violently.
“I’ll kill them all in one breath――!”
Consumed by madness, he unleashed a roar like thunder.
Then he instantly unfolded his divine technique and shot toward the direction where the approaching forces gathered.
“Hmm.”
Watching his departure, I released a deep sigh.
Seeing Neung Bi Hon, driven mad by vengeance and incomplete, my chest felt heavy.
“His appearance was like fortune for me.”
Sam Gye could not possibly be unaware that the Thunder God, consumed by vengeance, was pursuing them.
Moreover, judging by how versed the Thunder God was in Sam Gye’s martial arts, he had clearly remained hidden from Murim all along.
He must have been fighting Sam Gye’s members all this time.
So even if he suddenly appeared and killed Sam Gye’s members who had nested in the Murim Alliance,
there would be nothing particularly suspicious about it.
‘Why has the Thunder God’s activities not spread as rumors?’
Bu Eunseol paused in thought for a moment, then nodded slowly.
‘It seems Sam Gye deliberately suppressed the rumors.’
Sam Gye had likely only spread word that Thunder God had gone mad and was wandering Gangho.
In truth, he was consumed by madness, roaming Murim like a lunatic, hunting down only those connected to Sam Gye.
‘I will bring them all down without fail.’
Recalling Neung Bi Hon’s voice laden with bitter resentment, Bu Eunseol clenched her fists.
‘Every last one of you.’
A faint whistle cut through the air.
Then came the sound of something tearing through the void once more,
“You weren’t a bad person.”
A small silhouette descended from the empty sky, accompanied by a low voice.
It was So Yo.
She had pretended to flee while remaining in Bu Eunseol’s vicinity all along.
“Why didn’t you leave?”
“Because you were going to win.”
Though she said this, had Bu Eunseol appeared to be losing, So Yo would have joined the fight without hesitation.
She was always prepared to sacrifice her life for Bu Eunseol.
“Don’t do that. Not anymore.”
Bu Eunseol spoke with gravity.
“When danger arises, you must remove yourself from harm’s way. That is an order.”
“Understood.”
She said this, but So Yo’s large eyes remained unwavering.
Her expression made clear she would never abandon Bu Eunseol to danger and flee.
“So Yo. If a critical situation occurs, one of us must survive to report it to Sa Hon Dae. That’s why I need a deputy commander. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“Yes.”
Though I cautioned her once more, her expression did not change.
‘This is troubling.’
Bu Eunseol rubbed her forehead.
I had chosen So Yo as deputy commander not because I needed subordinates willing to sacrifice themselves for me.
But Seo Jin Ha, So Yo, and so many others…
They were all willing to risk danger to protect me.
For their sake, I had to become stronger still.
Strong enough to keep them safe in any circumstance.
Only then would they not need to risk their lives in perilous ventures.
“Let’s head back.”
“Yes.”
So Yo vanished once more into the empty sky.
Bu Eunseol watched her disappear, then slowly turned her body around.
Now I had to return to the Murim Alliance… and climb one step higher.
* * *
The Murim Alliance was thrown into upheaval.
Yeol Ha Sung Palace.
From that insular faction, long rooted in Nam Man, had come an unexpected request for peace with the Murim Alliance.
―State your conditions. I intend to establish peace with the Murim Alliance.
Jeok Mu Mi, the new Palace Lord.
She had discovered the Secret Palace, which had been dismissed as mere legend for ages, and within it found Yeolha Seongjun’s martial arts and divine artifacts imbued with his power.
Using these, she had reportedly completed a force of nearly a thousand martial warriors capable of wielding the Yeol Ha Essence Technique.
Thus, the Palace Lord of Yeol Ha Sung Palace had created a power that could dominate not only Nam Man but also Sae Oe.
Yet she suddenly demanded unconditional peace with the Murim Alliance?
―It is because of Lord Seon Woo.
Jeok Mu Mi revealed the reason at the end of her letter.
The reason for seeking peace with the Murim Alliance was Elite Division Lord Seon Woo Jin.
With his assistance, she had eliminated the rebellion that sought to overthrow Yeol Ha Sung Palace and discovered the divine artifacts.
Now the Murim Alliance had no choice.
Elite Division Lord Seon Woo Jin.
His position had to be elevated unconditionally by at least one rank.
Should there be any disagreement from Yeol Ha Sung Palace regarding the peace accord, he would need to be at least a second-tier Lord to step forward.
Murim Alliance, Deng Wu Dian. Inside the Great Conference Hall.
There, a stout middle-aged man with a sturdy frame and a gaunt figure dressed in white robes sat facing each other, sipping tea.
They were Yuk Jang Cheon and Bu Eunseol.
“I cannot believe it.”
Yuk Jang Cheon opened his mouth wide, his eyes widening.
“How did this even happen?”
“Which matter are you referring to, sir?”
“Even if you merely opened the door to peace with Yeol Ha Sung Palace, that would be satisfactory. Yet you actually achieved peace itself?”
Bu Eunseol spoke calmly.
“Fortunately, upon arriving at Yeol Ha Sung Palace, I happened to discover that Palace Lord Hwa Jeong was making contact with external forces.”
Bu Eunseol explained the carefully orchestrated sequence of events methodically.
Before entering Yeol Ha Sung Palace, I had discovered those colluding with another faction by chance.
Following the trail led me to Palace Lord Hwa Jeong.
“And you found the divine artifacts thanks to your efforts, I hear?”
“Upon learning all these facts, Palace Lord Hwa Jeong secretly summoned me to the Secret Cave within Yeol Ha Sung Palace to eliminate me.”
“To the Secret Cave? Why?”
“To avoid friction with the Ben Maeng, she deliberately lured me into a trap designed to make me perish of my own accord.”
Bu Eunseol explained the circumstances of discovering the Hwaryun Divine Technique in a compelling manner.
Though her eloquence could not be called exceptional, as she calmly recounted the urgent situation, Yuk Jang Cheon found himself breaking into a cold sweat.
“I see.”
Having heard the entire account, Yuk Jang Cheon smiled with satisfaction.
“The Alliance Leader has also verified the contents written in the letter, but one must be able to trust it.”
And he patted Bu Eunseol’s shoulder.
“You’ve worked hard indeed.”
“I was merely fulfilling my duties.”
“The approval has come through for your promotion to Second-Rank Lord. And not just any achievement—you’ve immediately brought about peace with Yeol Ha Sung Palace.”
He continued, a satisfied smile playing across his face.
“There will be an inauguration ceremony at Seongwi-gak tomorrow. After all, organizational affiliation matters. However, since the Unit Leader is away, the Deputy Leader will oversee the formal appointment.”
“Understood.”
“But… have you decided where you’ll go?”
Yuk Jang Cheon cleared his throat and broached the main topic.
“Now that you’ve become a Second-Rank Lord, you can belong to either Deng Wu Dian or Sungwi Unit.”
As he spoke, his expression gradually darkened.
Even among Second-Rank Lords, the difference between those in Sungwi Unit and those in Deng Wu Dian was like heaven and earth.
Moreover, Unit Leaders could independently mobilize their units for legitimate matters and held personnel authority over all individuals below the Leader rank.
The greater problem was… that the Sungwi Unit Leader viewed Seon Woo Jin very favorably.
If he were to register with Sungwi Unit?
Unlike being assigned to Deng Wu Dian, he could rise in status stably and swiftly.
“Please don’t worry.”
Bu Eunseol, having read Yuk Jang Cheon’s mind, spoke in a calm yet resolute voice.
“Haven’t you looked after me with care and entrusted me with missions all this time? Without you, I wouldn’t have accumulated such achievements.”
In truth, all Yuk Jang Cheon had done was urge fair results when the Lords were being selected.
But Bu Eunseol had already decided to elevate him to Wu Tian Duan Leader.
Therefore, it was necessary to gradually cultivate the perception that I was a trustworthy subordinate by accommodating his concerns.
“Haha. I truly haven’t misjudged people.”
Yuk Jang Cheon, in good spirits, laughed heartily and wrapped an arm around Bu Eunseol’s shoulder.
In his current position, obtaining a capable subordinate was no easy feat.
Because talented individuals already had good connections and belonged to the Seven Great Units.
Bu Eunseol was an outstanding talent no less than them.
Moreover, as Lord of the Special Operations Unit and Elite Division, which could undertake diverse missions.
Now rising to Second-Rank Lord, I could take on various missions capable of achieving great merit.
Simply by obtaining such talent, Yuk Jang Cheon’s probability of ascending to Wu Tian Duan Leader had increased dramatically.
For a subordinate’s achievements became one’s own achievements.
“I won’t let you regret that choice.”
Yuk Jang Cheon tapped his chest and spoke with conviction.
“From now on, this Unit won’t remain cowering either.”
“I will do my utmost.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Yuk Jang Cheon smiled contentedly and nodded.
“Good. Then I’ll see you at Seongwi-gak tomorrow.”
After Bu Eunseol left, the door behind the study where Yuk Jang Cheon sat opened.
A beautiful woman in white robes slowly walked out.
It was Yuk Cheong Ah, the Leader of Yeonseong Hall and Yuk Jang Cheon’s only daughter.
“That was quite unexpected.”
She walked toward Yuk Jang Cheon and spoke in a low voice.
“To abandon the sturdy rope of the Sungwi Unit and choose this hall instead.”
She tilted her head slightly as she spoke.
“The Sungwi Unit Lord was even viewing Seon Woo So Hyeop favorably in an unusual manner. He surely couldn’t have been unaware of that fact….”
“He is confident.”
Yuk Jang Cheon, cutting her off swiftly, smiled faintly.
“Confident that he can elevate this father to become the Wu Tian Duan Lord.”
“Him, you say?”
“He wears a gentle face, but in truth he is a man brimming with ambition. Had it been otherwise, he would never have chosen his father.”
Yuk Jang Cheon himself was a figure full of ambition, and thus he had seen through Bu Eunseol’s true intentions.
That he desired a higher and more certain position. That he hoped to gain somewhat more power.
Of course, those desires were for the sake of obtaining authority to investigate the Seven Great Unit Lords and the Three Realms in meticulous detail.
“Henceforth, whenever there are missions where merit can be earned, give them first to the Elite Division Lord.”
Yuk Jang Cheon spoke with a smile playing at his lips.
“So that he may quickly attain a higher position and be able to attend the Grand Leader Council.”
“Yes.”
As Yuk Cheong Ah bowed her head, Yuk Jang Cheon wore a faint smile unlike any before.
“Tomorrow, I look forward to seeing the expression Seo Muk Sub Danjoo will wear.”

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