The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 564

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Chapter 564.
“Come now, let us clash without regret!”
As Bu Eunseol approached, Ban Mu Ryuk laughed with unbridled confidence, drawing his inner energy to its peak.
A sharp cracking sound.
Yet something was wrong.
Bu Eunseol simply walked forward with measured calm, and yet Ban Mu Ryuk found his breath stolen away, his bones twisting in agony.
“What is this?”
Ban Mu Ryuk attempted to channel the power he had gained through the Six Transformations Flesh Spirit technique.
But his meridians felt sealed, and no power emerged. With each passing moment, the grinding of his bones intensified.
“No.”
Ban Mu Ryuk’s eyes widened in horror.
His body had somehow shrunk to the size of a dwarf. Bu Eunseol was unleashing tremendous inner power to crush him beneath its weight.
Bu Eunseol had begun to suppress his body with overwhelming inner force.
“Ugh.”
Ban Mu Ryuk immediately invoked the Six Transformations Descending Spirit technique to counter Bu Eunseol’s inner power.
Though he could not fill all the meridians and bones completely, he could still wield perhaps seventy percent of his strength.
That alone was enough to overturn the heavens.
If he could eliminate Muk Hon Ryeong Ju and survive this crisis, he would become a master capable of ruling Tianxia.
This was what Ban Mu Ryuk believed.
A sickening crunch.
Yet it did not take long for him to realize his delusion.
“How… how is this possible?”
Even as Bu Eunseol pressed down with nothing but her inner power, without moving a single finger,
he could not even resist against that force.
“The level of her inner power is… what exactly…?”
The torrent of inner force pouring down could not be measured by any standard.
The martial prowess of Muk Hon Ryeong Ju, which shook all of Tianxia, was a level that could not be opposed even if the Six Transformations technique were perfected.
“All those children… slain for merely this much power?”
In Bu Eunseol’s eyes burned a blood-red radiance as fierce as the sun itself.
Then an indescribable pressure cascaded down, and Ban Mu Ryuk felt every bone supporting his body shatter to dust.
Only as death drew near did clarity return to his mind.
―I was wrong in my thinking.
Ban Mu Ryuk regretted.
Without resorting to such a demonic technique, there were countless supreme arts within Murim.
He possessed the ability to restore the martial arts of Hyun Cheon Sword Sect, and with sufficient effort over time, he could have fully recreated its former glory.
But consumed by the desire to make a name for himself quickly, he had reached for the Demon’s technique.
In his haste, he had made the wrong choice.
A wet, splattering sound, then a dull thud.
Ban Mu Ryuk, crushed beneath Bu Eunseol’s inner power, could no longer hold his form together.
His body had become nothing more than a shapeless mass of remains.
Ban Cheol Sung could not grieve his father’s death.
Due to the atrocities he had committed, the Hyun Cheon Sword Sect could no longer hold its head high in the Murim.
“Ryeong Ju. Our sect will observe a hundred-year closure from this moment forward.”
Ban Cheol Sung bowed his head as he spoke to Bu Eunseol.
“Though such measures cannot erase our guilt, I beseech you to allow our sect to preserve its lineage.”
Bu Eunseol exhaled a deep sigh.
By rights, the Hyun Cheon Sword Sect should have been utterly annihilated for such heinous transgressions.
Yet seeing Ban Cheol Sung, the image of Peng Mun Cheon in his youth surfaced in her mind.
He too had been ashamed of his father’s actions, and though he accepted the Paeng Family’s closure as inevitable,
he desperately yearned for the day when he might wash away that sin and stand tall in the Murim once more.
A father’s crime need not become the son’s burden to bear.
“I grant it.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Ban Cheol Sung bowed deeply, his head touching the ground.
In the meantime, the members of the Hyun Cheon Sword Sect swiftly disposed of Ban Mu Ryuk’s remains.
As Bu Eunseol, the Masked Woman, Gu Yang Cheong Jeong, and the martial artists of the Wind Shooting Sword Gate departed outside,
Ban Cheol Sung bowed once more to Bu Eunseol.
And the gates of the Hyun Cheon Sword Sect closed firmly shut.
Only when Ban Cheol Sung had passed and his descendants had borne and raised children to adulthood would they be able to show their faces in the Murim once again.
It was then that the Masked Woman spoke to Bu Eunseol.
“Now you understand why, don’t you?”
Bu Eunseol could not raise her head.
The Masked Woman, despite knowing of Ban Mu Ryuk’s atrocities, had granted him an opportunity.
Three days, no less.
Moreover, though she bore countless wounds both great and small from Bu Eunseol’s swordsmanship, she harbored not a single word of resentment.
“I apologize.”
Bu Eunseol clasped her hands together with utmost deference.
“I was unaware that you, the female hero, were acting with such righteousness, bestowing such profound grace upon our sect and the Hyun Cheon Sword Sect as you have described.”
In truth, some of this stemmed from her own arrogance in acting without revealing the full circumstances.
Yet Bu Eunseol did not fault her for this, and offered her apology with the utmost sincerity.
“Please accept this.”
She withdrew a small medicine bottle from her robes.
It was the Demon-Sealing Divine Pill, crafted by the Medicine King Hall Master using the spiritual herbs of the Yunhai Biyeok Palace.
“A single pill will swiftly mend both external and internal injuries.”
The Demon-Sealing Divine Pill was the culmination of the Medicine King Hall Master’s alchemical mastery, refined from the spiritual herbs of the Yunhai Biyeok Palace.
Consuming it would grant one a decade’s worth of internal cultivation.
It was a divine pill that rivaled the legendary elixirs of legend, offered as a gesture of apology.
“Very well.”
The woman smiled and readily placed the medicine bottle into her robes.
“I’ll accept it.”
Bu Eunseol clasped her hands together with utmost deference and grace.
“I am grateful for the Woman’s generous forbearance and magnanimity.”
There was no other choice.
Though the Hyun Cheon Sword Sect claimed to have sealed the matter, if rumors spread that the Corpse Resurrection Technique had been used?
Not only the Hyun Cheon Sword Sect, but the Demon Palace and his own honor would be tarnished.
In a sense, he had purchased silence at a bargain price.
“Woman, there is one thing I must ask.”
Recalling Wi Cheon Gyeong’s words about her being a member of the Yang Seol Family, he asked carefully.
“Are you truly a member of the Yang Seol Family?”
“Yes.”
“Then has the Yang Seol Family begun activities in the Murim?”
“No.”
She gazed toward the distant sky and spoke in an odd tone.
“In the end, because of that bastard, I miscalculated the heavenly signs.”
“What do you mean?”
“I sensed the presence of the Earthly Killing Star in this Hyun Cheon Sword Sect. I must have been confused by all that Corpse Resurrection Technique being unleashed.”
“The Earthly Killing Star? Who is that?”
“Not a person. One of the One Hundred and Eight Stars.”
As Bu Eunseol’s brow furrowed, the woman crossed her arms and spoke.
“Do you know of the Heavenly Killing Star?”
“I do.”
“Right, and the Earthly Killing Star stands as its counterpart.”
The Heavenly Killing Star was not only born with overwhelming murderous intent, but grew stronger with each act of slaughter.
It referred to one cursed by the heavens with a bloodlust madness.
However, that term had last been used three hundred years ago, with the Great Killing Star known as Hyeol Mu Geuk.
Since then, such terminology had never appeared in the Murim.
Yet suddenly, the Heavenly Killing Star and Earthly Killing Star?
“Does the Earthly Killing Star truly exist?”
“Yes. I came to capture that one. They should be somewhere near Cheong Hae.”
“How do you know that?”
“Well, I read the heavenly signs.”
Bu Eunseol’s brows drew together.
Since the Dharma Seeker Mo Ryun, no one in the Murim was known to read the heavenly signs.
There was a sage called Shin San Ja in the current Murim, but whether he truly read the heavenly signs was uncertain.
“So… you are a member of the Yang Seol Family, and because the Earthly Killing Star has appeared, you have entered the Murim.”
As Bu Eunseol grasped the situation, the woman nodded.
“Correct. Though my original target was the Dark Star.”
She sighed deeply and continued.
“But the Dark Star appeared briefly and then vanished. It may be because the Boundary Jade was shattered.”
“The Boundary Jade?”
Bu Eunseol sensed something instinctively.
The woman before me spoke of such matters as though they were trivial.
Yet what she described were the hidden histories of Murim itself.
“I would dearly wish to hear more details.”
“These are not tales for outsiders.”
“I did not ask to hear them without compensation.”
Bu Eunseol found herself forced to propose a negotiation.
“Tell me what you desire. I shall provide an answer that satisfies you.”
“A satisfying answer, you say.”
The woman regarded Bu Eunseol thoughtfully for a moment, then nodded.
“Very well. Let us change our location.”
“As you wish.”
As Bu Eunseol and the woman turned to leave, Gu Yang Cheong Jeong, standing beside them, spoke hastily.
“Ryeong Ju. There are no tea houses or establishments in this region. If it pleases you, would you not consider visiting our Wind Shooting Sword Gate to continue our discussion?”
Then she addressed the woman.
“We of the Seven Sword Sect acted in ignorance of your righteous nature, and we wish to offer our apologies.”
“Righteous?”
At this, the woman’s smile turned peculiar.
“Do you truly believe such a thing exists in this world?”
Her smile was so contemptuous and filled with such disdain that Gu Yang Cheong Jeong’s expression hardened.
“Then why did you seek out the sect master who committed such evil deeds?”
“I told you—I confused it with something else.”
“Yet you granted us four days.”
“That was… intentional, actually. I had something to verify.”
The woman laughed with a cold edge.
“Otherwise, I would have slipped in and slit his throat in secret.”
Gu Yang Cheong Jeong’s mouth fell open.
Now I understood—this woman was not righteous at all, but rather someone whose emotions could not be fathomed, possessed of a wicked nature.
“Since you seem quite naive, I shall offer you counsel.”
The woman bared her white teeth in a smile.
“If you wish to survive hereafter, you would do well to abandon any notion that justice exists in this world.”
Only then did Gu Yang Cheong Jeong truly comprehend.
That the woman had granted four days despite knowing of Ban Mu Ryuk’s evil deeds was not because she was gentle and righteous.
Rather, she had deliberately prolonged the time to verify something.
“My interest has waned.”
The woman, who had been regarding Gu Yang Cheong Jeong, turned to Bu Eunseol with a listless expression.
“Discuss this with someone else. I am leaving.”
“Wait, I beg you. Let us speak a moment longer.”
Bu Eunseol made her request once more.
“It shall not take much of your time.”
At this, the woman’s expression suddenly shifted to one of playful amusement.
“Fine, catch up to me and I’ll tell you.”
Whoosh.
She vanished in an instant, as if she had deployed a mystical art.
But Bu Eunseol’s keen senses detected that she had disappeared using an extraordinary movement technique.
Swoosh!
Bu Eunseol immediately deployed her Extreme Speed Shadowless technique.
Yet it was insufficient to catch the fleeing woman.
Boom!
Drawing upon Thunder Spirit Energy to discard the subtlety of Extreme Speed Shadowless, Bu Eunseol shot forward in a violet flash accompanied by a tremendous explosion.
And she instantly caught up with the woman, who was rushing forward wreathed in azure light.
“Hmph.”line>
The moment Bu Eunseol actually caught up, the woman seemed displeased and abruptly changed direction.
She seemed annoyed that Bu Eunseol was catching up to her, so she suddenly changed direction in an instant.
Her movement technique was not like ordinary martial artists, repeating landings and leaps.
Rather, like an immortal freely soaring through the heavens, she flew endlessly through the sky.
‘Excellent.’
Movement technique accompanied by Thunder Spirit Energy was swift, but it was difficult to change direction as instantaneously as she could.
Bu Eunseol drew upon Crystal Spirit Energy, and whenever the woman changed direction, she immediately sprayed tangible frigid energy in the opposite direction.
Crack. Whoooosh!
As Bu Eunseol deployed her movement technique while spraying Crystal Spirit Energy accompanied by Glacier Heavenly Stream Formation, the forest and trees she passed through instantly froze solid.
But thanks to that, she could change direction freely.
Boom!
Unable to shake off Bu Eunseol’s pursuit, the woman finally ceased her movement technique and descended into the Deep Forest where a small waterfall flowed.
Splash.
Approaching the water’s edge, she suddenly removed her shoes and began washing her legs.
As the cold water touched her skin, crimson blood flowed from wounds torn open by sword energy.
The wounds from grazing against Waning Moon Brilliant Star’s sword energy were unexpectedly quite deep.
Wince.
As she seemed to feel the pain and frowned, Bu Eunseol spoke with an apologetic expression.
“I’ll treat the wounds on your back.”
Her eyes gleamed in the darkness.
“Why?”
Her eyes, reflected in the moonlight, held a deep azure hue like the sea.
“Well, it’s my own mistake, after all.”
As Bu Eunseol scratched her head awkwardly, the woman nodded with satisfaction.
“Fine.”
And she sat upon a rock, lifting the hem of her skirt.
Smooth, luminous white thighs were instantly revealed.
And on the inner side as well, blood had coagulated from grazing against sword energy.
“Treat it.”
Bu Eunseol had specifically limited her treatment to the back, which her hands could not reach.
She deliberately exposed her snow-white legs and smiled, as if to say: try if you dare.
That was precisely the message her expression conveyed.
“Understood.”
An ordinary martial artist would have either abandoned treatment or been forced to touch the wound directly to heal it.
Fortunately, I possessed the Crystal Divine Technique.
As I drew a deep breath,
Splash.
Transparent droplets surged from the flowing water, forming two crystalline hands.
Just as Neung Gyeong, the former master of Shenshui Palace, had done.
I had created transparent hands using the Crystal Divine Technique.
Swish.
With the transparent hands, I gently cleansed the wound on her leg.
Then, channeling my inner energy, I tore fabric from her garments and bound her wound securely.
“Liar.”
She gazed at me with a smile playing at her lips.
“That’s the Crystal Divine Technique from Shenshui Palace, isn’t it?”
Her eyes, framed by long lashes, tilted slightly upward,
radiating an allure that was simultaneously provocative and bewitching.
“Why did you lie?”
“Would you use me if I revealed all my cards?”
I spoke matter-of-factly.
“To survive in Gangho, one must always keep something hidden.”
“How did you obtain it?”
She spoke in a gentle voice.
“The Crystal Divine Technique is said to contain the essence of true yin energy, which only women can manifest.”
As she pondered, a realization escaped her lips.
“You’ve mastered an ice technique at the peak realm, haven’t you? With extreme yin energy, you could cultivate it within your body as well.”
I admired her insight while evading a direct answer.
“I merely obtained it by chance.”
“By chance? The Crystal Divine Technique that Shenshui Palace treasures like a jewel, and it hasn’t spread throughout Murim?”
As she continued her teasing with a deliberately sinister expression, I sighed.
By nature, I was not one to engage in such prolonged conversation.
But I had so many questions to ask that I had no choice but to respond.
“I can swear an oath if you wish. I simply refrained from speaking to avoid tarnishing the reputation of the Shenshui Palace Master.”
“She’s just an old woman over seventy—what reputation is there to protect?”
As she pouted, I offered a wry smile.
I too had believed the Shenshui Palace Master to be a white-haired crone.
Yet in reality, she maintained a visage as youthful as Gong Son Dan Ah’s.
“Now, can you tell me the story?”
At my words, the woman sighed and shook her head.
“You certainly possess remarkable determination. And quite the stubborn streak.”
“I hear that often enough.”
“Hmph.”
She spoke as though resigned to the fact.
“You are Bu Eunseol, the successor to the Demon Palace, are you not?”
“I am.”
She nodded, evidently well-versed in the currents of the Murim.
“Very well. You seem a person of considerable utility, so let us arrange it thus: promise me you will grant me one favor, and I shall tell you what you wish to know.”
“I promise.”
“You do not even ask what it is?”
“What difficulty could there possibly be?”
“I had heard you were quite cautious. Yet you seem rather hasty in person.”
“What you seek is an information network, is it not?”
“Eh? How did you know?”
As she expressed her surprise, Bu Eunseol allowed herself a faint smile.
“You mentioned searching for Cheon Am Sung and Cheon Sal earlier, did you not? The objective becomes rather obvious from there.”
“Haha, excellent. I quite like you.”
She nodded with a laugh.
“My name is Yang Seol Rin. Simply call me Rin.”
“How could I presume to address by name a woman I have only just met?”
“Ah, forget it then. What manner of conversation is this, if you cannot even let such trivial words pass through your ears?”
Her manner of speech was as distinctive as her striking appearance.
“Wait.”
As she turned to leave, Bu Eunseol swiftly moved to block her path.
“Very well. Lady Yang Seol Rin.”
“Drop the family name.”
“Lady Rin.”
“Mm.”
Yang Seol Rin gave a slight hum of acknowledgment, nodding as though granting a great concession.
“I still dislike the title ‘lady’… but I shall tolerate it for now.”
“I am grateful.”
“So. What is it you wish to know?”
Multiple questions suddenly crowded into Bu Eunseol’s mind at once.
Yet considering that she might not answer all of them, I selected the single question that burned most urgently within me.
“I heard you mention searching for Cheon Am Sung and Cheon Sal earlier.”
“That is correct.”
“How do you intend to find them?”
“Look to the night sky.”
Yang Seol Rin extended her hand.
As though it had been waiting, a breeze suddenly swept forth from somewhere, caressing her hair like a gentle touch.
“Members of the Main House are born with the Heavenly and Earthly Gates already open. And from childhood, they train in the art of reading the celestial currents.”
“Then all members of the Yang Seol Family can read the celestial currents?”
“Of course not. Only those with exceptional aptitude possess such ability.”
I had been uncertain about it until now.
Though her martial arts were said to be unique, that alone could not prove she was from the Yang Seol Family.
But listening to her explanation, it seemed to carry a certain credibility.
“Then did Miss Rin venture into Murim to seek out what you call the Cheon Am Sung and the Earth Killing Star?”
“Partially. I originally intended only to deal with the Earth Killing Star, but I sensed that energy again.”
“Again?”
“Yes. Just like when the Baek Ri Family appeared.”
Bu Eunseol’s heart quickened.
“The Baek Ri Family? You mean the legendary Baek Ri Family?”
“That’s right.”
Yang Seol Rin spoke with measured calm.
“I’ve heard that members of the Baek Ri Family can reverse the flow of time or manifest their inner worlds as reality—wielding such mysterious powers.”
“What does that have to do with the Cheon Am Sung?”
“Everything.”
And she spoke with utmost gravity.

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