The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 695

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Chapter 695.
‘Hasn’t the Snowflake Sect always maintained ties with Shin San Ja—or rather, Mu Jon?’
The nature of the relationship between the Snowflake Sect and Mu Jon, and why Mu Jon had sent me here—
None of it had been made transparently clear.
‘Perhaps the Ice Crystal Jade isn’t the true objective. Maybe Mu Jon wishes for me to inscribe the supreme martial arts I can manifest upon this place.’
The power of harmony was akin to Bu Eunseol’s ultimate trump card.
If I were to use it here, someone might witness it.
Should I fail… I would merely leave an unnecessary mark upon this colossal ice wall.
‘Moreover, harmony itself is a martial art.’
According to the Snowflake Sect Master, martial techniques held no sway against this ice wall.
And the harmony I had created was, in essence, the alignment and release of the power flowing through my bloodline.
In other words, it fell within the category of martial arts, so it might ultimately prove impossible to shatter the ice wall.
‘Even if the power of harmony functions properly, there remains a problem.’
Within the Cheonum Ice Wall lay a spiritual herb called the Cheon Seol Pavilion, or so I had been told.
What if harmony were to manifest fully and erase this ice wall entirely?
From the Snowflake Sect’s perspective, they would lose an ancient spiritual herb passed down through generations.
*Chill.*
Bu Eunseol, her hand pressed against the ice wall, paused in contemplation.
Then, suddenly, a single revelation flickered through her mind.
‘Mu Jon stands among the absolute elite of Murim, rivaling even Jeong Cheon Je.’
He would never have assigned such a task merely to glimpse the secrets of my martial arts.
‘And he knows that I have mastered the Bingha Cheonryugyeol.’
As Muk Hon Ryeong Ju, I had employed the Bingha Cheonryugyeol several times.
Through those uses, both Sam Gye and every other faction
must have discerned that I had mastered the Bingha Cheonryugyeol.
If that were the case, then Shin San Ja, knowing that he too had mastered the Bingha Cheonryugyeol, had sent me here for precisely this reason, hadn’t he?
‘The roots of Buk Hae Bing Gung and the Snowflake Sect are the same.’
As this thought took hold, a single phrase surfaced in Bu Eunseol’s mind.
‘The source.’
According to the Snowflake Sect Master, the Snowflake Sect and Buk Hae Bing Gung shared the same martial origin.
Perhaps the method to break the ice wall was not martial arts at all, but the Bingha Cheonryugyeol itself.
‘There is a possibility.’
Mu Jon had orchestrated all of this and knew that I had mastered the Bingha Cheonryugyeol.
Perhaps he had discerned that the Snowflake Sect’s seal was connected to the Bingha Cheonryugyeol and had sent me to resolve it.
“I’ll attempt it.”
*Zing.*
Bu Eunseol first drew upon her Gong Sim Tong Ryeong, observing the ice wall with keen attention.
She sensed something embedded countless times within this massive ice wall.
It seemed to be the spiritual herb, the Cheon Seol Pavilion, which served as the source of the Bingjeong Seolhwa Gi.
“But such an aura could not possibly emanate from a mere spiritual herb.”
Continuously sensing the energy within the ice wall, Bu Eunseol finally detected something embedded deep within its interior.
“Is that the cause?”
No matter how solid the ice wall was, it could not be unbreakable.
Yet to say that martial arts could not penetrate it meant, ultimately, that something within the ice wall annihilated the power of martial techniques.
Whoooosh.
Bu Eunseol closed her eyes and drew upon her ice energy.
Glacial Eternal Current.
The most formidable extreme yin technique in all Tianxia, capable of freezing one’s own body to ward off enemy attacks or absorbing torrential cold energy—
a transcendent martial art with diverse applications.
Bu Eunseol sought to absorb the power of the Cheon Seol Pavilion within using the Glacial Eternal Current, thereby weakening the ice wall’s strength.
But suddenly, a peculiar thought crossed her mind.
‘Lovers.’
The two ancestral founders of Buk Hae Bing Gung and the Snowflake Sect were said to have been lovers.
Given that this tale was passed down to their descendants, the two had not parted on bad terms.
Perhaps until their final breath,
they never forgot each other and yearned for one another.
If that were so, would not the two founders
have hoped for their descendants to harmonize with one another, or perhaps to become united?
“From the Snowflake Sect’s perspective, they would hardly welcome an outsider absorbing their core treasure.”
If she were to absorb all the energy within the ice wall using the Glacial Eternal Current?
It would inflict great damage upon the Snowflake Sect, and their disciples would face tremendous difficulty in cultivating the Glacial Snowflake Technique henceforth.
“It cannot be destroyed by martial force…”
After pondering deeply for some time, Bu Eunseol drew upon the Glacial Eternal Current once more.
And began pouring it ceaselessly into the ice wall.
Not to shatter the ice wall,
but rather to leave the power of her Glacial Eternal Current within it.
Whoooooosh.
As she continuously infused the Glacial Eternal Current, a low vibration suddenly emanated from the massive ice wall.
Simultaneously, a mysterious light began to shimmer within the ice wall.
Yet Bu Eunseol kept her eyes closed, pouring forth the Glacial Eternal Current without cessation.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The power flowing from within the ice wall grew increasingly fierce, until finally,
Crack. Crackle.
Fissures began to form across the ice wall.
Thud.
Bu Eunseol sensed the ice wall beginning to collapse and quickly retreated backward.
Rumble rumble rumble.
At last, a portion of the massive ice wall began to crumble.
“This is…”
Witnessing this sight, Bu Eunseol’s eyes widened in astonishment.
The colossal ice wall, which seemed on the verge of crumbling, had transformed into an ice sculpture bearing the likenesses of a robust young man and woman.
“She left a sculpture within the ice wall.”
I examined the massive sculpture with keen attention.
Perhaps the founder of the Snowflake Sect had never forgotten her youthful lover.
It seemed she had carved the joyful days they shared together in ice and concealed them within this colossal ice wall.
As if hoping that when the descendants of Buk Hae Bing Gung came to this place in the future,
the sorrowful parting they had endured would not be passed down to them.
“This is…”
Yet beneath the sculpture, mysterious martial techniques were inscribed.
Seolhwa Ice Waterfall.
It was the supreme sword technique of the Snowflake Sect—a method that could freeze an enemy in an instant using the Bing Jeong Seolhwa technique.
I had merely glimpsed the technique once, yet the characters began to sear themselves into my mind like a brand.
―Empty yet inexhaustible, and when set in motion, it produces ever more abundantly…
Was this not the secret that perfectly compensated for the distance limitations and cold energy emission methods—the very weaknesses of the Glacier Heavenly Stream technique?
Crack!
Without realizing it, I unleashed a sword strike against the stone wall opposite me using my earthen sword.
Where the earthen sword grazed the wall, ice powder formed instantaneously.
Whoosh! Crack!
I unfolded my sword technique in a state of complete absorption.
This was not a method of emitting cold energy like the Glacier Heavenly Stream technique, but rather accompanying it as if coating the blade with it.
With such a method, there was no need to expend inner force to unleash formidable cold energy.
I could release fist or sword techniques to freeze an enemy in an instant,
or freeze only specific parts of the body as desired.
‘I have unconsciously grasped the secret martial arts of the Snowflake Sect.’
Feeling embarrassed, I bowed respectfully before the sculpture.
“Please forgive me, and understand that this was done to lift the seal on the Snowflake Sect.”
Rumble…
The beautiful pair of sculptures began to crumble slowly.
At the same time, a magnificent garden revealed itself, where countless flowers as beautiful as ice bloomed in abundance.
Those flowers seemed to be the practice grounds where one could cultivate the Bing Jeong Seolhwa technique.
‘The descendants of Buk Hae Bing Gung had hoped for someone to break the seal of the Snowflake Sect.’
With a tentative heart,
I had continuously infused the Glacier Heavenly Stream technique into the Cheonum Ice Wall. And through this method, the seal was easily broken.
The founder of the Snowflake Sect must have hoped that,
in the future, Buk Hae Bing Gung and the Snowflake Sect would share a good relationship.
“I will ensure the martial knowledge you left behind is transmitted to both the Northern Sea and Snowflake Sect.”
As I clasped my hands together respectfully once more,
Whoosh…
The sculpture was gradually melting away and dissipating into the air.
As if understanding my words and ascending to the heavens without regret.
“I pray we shall meet again, even if only in the afterlife.”
As I watched the statue gradually fade away, I bowed once more with utmost reverence.
* * *
Snowflake Sect, Cheon Seol Pavilion.
This was where the Snowflake Sect Master resided—a place where not a single outsider had set foot in centuries.
Yet I now found myself sipping tea alongside the Snowflake Sect Master in the Cheon Seol Pavilion’s guest hall.
“Thanks to you, the seal binding our sect has been lifted. And we’ve even recovered the supreme techniques left by our ancestor, along with the perfect Snow Pavilion.”
So Young Hwa’s expression radiated satisfaction.
“You’re welcome.”
“I merely did what needed to be done.”
“Hehehehe.”
She chuckled softly, then extended a small wooden box that gleamed with a dark, lustrous sheen toward me.
“Here is the Icy Jade Orb I promised you.”
As I opened the box, an overwhelming chill radiated outward in all directions, and within it lay a single white pearl.
It was the Icy Jade Orb itself.
Click.
The moment I closed the box, the frigid aura vanished as if it had never existed.
It seemed the mysterious power of this wooden box was capable of containing the intense cold emanating from the Icy Jade Orb.
“Truly, the greatest sage of Murim lives up to his reputation. Everything has unfolded exactly as prophesied.”
My eyes gleamed with recognition.
In the end, all of this—finding the one destined to break the Snowflake Sect’s seal through extraordinary prophecy and wisdom—
had become Shin San Ja’s achievement.
‘With things as they stand, the Snowflake Sect Master will follow Shin San Ja for the rest of her life.’
From this moment forward, she would believe and follow Shin San Ja’s words even if the heavens themselves collapsed.
In the end, all of this was Shin San Ja’s careful arrangement to seize control of the Snowflake Sect.
“Then I shall take my leave now.”
As I rose to my feet with the wooden box tucked into my robes, So Young Hwa smiled brightly.
“What’s the rush? Why not rest a while longer?”
Her gaze and tone were as if she were addressing a son-in-law.
A chill ran down my spine as I stood and clasped my hands respectfully before me.
“My apologies. I have much to attend to, so I must depart now.”
“I see. Then it cannot be helped.”
The Snowflake Sect Master smiled and grasped both my hands.
“The storms of Gangho are treacherous, so take care of yourself.”
“Thank you. Farewell.”
I immediately departed the Cheon Seol Pavilion.
Before the palace hall, numerous disciples stood in solemn formation, with So Eun Hyang at their head.
“Miss So.”
“I shall escort you to Heavenly Snow Peak.”
So Eun Hyang approached me at once and linked her arm affectionately with mine.
It was an attitude as though she were addressing a beloved husband.
‘Once I leave this place, it will all be over.’
So Eun Hyang possessed a nature where innocence and malice coexisted.
For this reason, I did not bother to withdraw my arm or provoke her with an uncomfortable expression, but instead walked alongside her with a composed demeanor.
After walking through the long corridor for quite some time, an old iron gate appeared.
Upon opening it, I could finally emerge to where Heavenly Snow Peak lay.
I withdrew my hand and clasped both palms respectfully toward So Eun Hyang.
“Then I shall take my leave.”
“My lord.”
At that moment, So Eun Hyang approached me and spoke.
“Could I visit the Murim Alliance later?”
Cold sweat trickled down my back, yet I responded calmly.
“What do you mean so suddenly?”
“Naturally, should I not follow where my husband is?”
“Did you not recover your lost true essence through the Cheon Seol Pavilion that emerged from the ice wall?”
Thanks to me, she had not only recovered the true essence she had lost, but was also able to elevate her Bing Jeong Seol Hwa technique to the realm of the Ten Stars in one fell swoop.
So why was she prattling on about being a wife?
“I have already made up my mind to marry you.”
So Eun Hyang drew close to me and thrust her face forward.
“Do I not please you?”
I could say nothing.
Beauty has its preferences, and one cannot say who is more beautiful, but…
So Eun Hyang possessed a more radiant and dazzling appearance than even Yeon So Ha or Gong Son Dan Ah, who were among the Three Beauties of Tianxia.
If the Snowflake Sect had continued its martial activities, if her visage had become known throughout Zhong Yuan?
With such explosive radiance receiving high acclaim, she would have become the Four Beauties of Tianxia, not merely the Three.
“It is not a matter of whether you please me or not… I still have much work to do.”
“Do not worry. I will not interfere.”
So Eun Hyang spoke calmly.
“Waiting for a long time is the specialty of our sect.”
And she gazed intently at me.
“If you dislike it, you may refuse.”
“Is that so? Then….”
I was about to hastily refuse, but So Eun Hyang’s words came faster.
“I will simply go to the Murim Alliance where my lord resides and take my own life, that is all.”
In that instant, focus vanished from my eyes. Regardless, So Eun Hyang’s large eyes curved into crescents.
“And I will become a virgin ghost for all eternity and follow my lord’s side.”
A chill ran through me.
I felt my skin crawl.
Had another woman said such a thing, I would have thought it a jest.
But hearing it from So Eun Hyang, it sounded nothing like a joke at all.
‘She’s someone who actually follows through when she says she will.’
What if I refused her coldly?
She might come straight to the Murim Alliance and actually take her own life.
Crunch.
I clenched my fists tightly.
‘Whether she lives or dies, it’s not my concern.’
And I tried to turn away coldly.
But in that moment, I caught sight of So Eun Hyang’s eyes, rippling like waves.
She is as pure as she is wicked. And she feared rejection like a child.
‘If I refuse, the Snowflake Sect will fall into Shin San Ja’s grasp.’
In the end, I found an excuse.
Either way, I didn’t want to witness So Eun Hyang taking her own life because of me.
‘I don’t know what future awaits ahead.’
After organizing my thoughts, I finally gave an answer that retreated one step.
“Could you wait a little longer?”
I wiped my nose and spoke with an awkward expression.
“I’m not sure how things will unfold from here on.”
Whoosh.
So Eun Hyang pulled me into a tight embrace.
Then an indescribably sweet fragrance spread in all directions.
“I’ve been waiting for those words.”
“Lady So.”
“I’ll wait until you become a bent old woman.”
So Eun Hyang whispered softly, her face buried in my chest.
“Now the Snowflake Sect can finally engage in Murim activities because of you. If you ever need help, I’ll come to you immediately.”
I suddenly thought of the Muhon Society.
The Muhon Society must eventually rise as an alliance force against the Demon Hall and the Murim Alliance.
When that time comes, the Snowflake Sect will become a great asset.
‘If that happens, it would be no different from exploiting Lady So’s sincere feelings.’
I swallowed a bitter sigh inwardly.
‘But I can’t leave things as they are.’
If a major power like the Snowflake Sect appeared in Zhong Yuan’s Murim?
Regardless of other factions, at minimum Mu Jon would roll up his sleeves and attempt to use them.
‘My personal concerns are trivial. The greater picture matters.’
After all, the Muhon Society was created to escape the power struggle of the Orthodox Alliance, to protect my subordinates and innocent people.
And to do what is right.
If I could guide the Snowflake Sect onto the righteous path, nothing could be better.
“I understand.”
I spoke after finishing my thoughts.
“However, the Murim Alliance is merely a temporary residence. When you need help, you must call for me without fail.”
“I’ll do that.”
So Eun Hyang slipped free from my embrace and spoke with a faint smile.
“But next time, please show me your true face.”
“How could you possibly…”
“Perhaps because you took my true essence, when I held you just now, I could sense your qi circulation.”
I was shocked.
Detecting another person’s qi flow required mastery of the Heavenly Heart Sutra.
Yet she had discerned my qi circulation merely by embracing me?
Could her true essence be exerting some kind of effect?
“Promise me.”
“I understand. And…”
“And…”
I hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice.
“Shin San Ja is not a trustworthy person.”
“Shin San Ja?”
“Yes. The Sect Master likely won’t heed my warning, so you must remain vigilant.”
So Eun Hyang’s large eyes sparkled.
After gazing into my eyes for a long moment, she nodded.
“I understand.”
“Then.”
I brought my hands together,
“Don’t make me wait too long.”
So Eun Hyang’s eyes gleamed as she smiled beautifully.
“My love.”
Embarrassed by her own words,
her face flushed crimson as she deployed a misty divine technique and vanished in an instant.
Recalling the smile So Eun Hyang left behind, I stood dazed.
Then I deployed a swift divine technique like a violent wind and descended Jade Dragon Mountain rapidly.
Murim Alliance, Eun Wol Gak. Gong Son Dan Gyeong’s office.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong gazed at the wooden box resting on the table and sighed.
It was the Ice Jade that Bu Eunseol had received from the Snowflake Sect.
And she had left word that she would deliver this Ice Jade directly to Mu Jon.
Gong Son Dan Gyeong judged it had no chance of success, but…
―Mu Jon will surely accept it.
Bu Eunseol had made such a guarantee and requested that she contact Mu Jon.
In the end, after much deliberation, she had reached out to Mu Jon through a messenger and now waited with Bu Eunseol.
“Don’t expect too much.”
Gong Son Dan Gyeong shook her head faintly.
“He’s someone who has never lowered his guard even before the Alliance Chief, concealing his whereabouts.”
Mu Jon, despite serving as the Murim Alliance Lord, had rarely appeared in public, using secluded cultivation as his excuse.
Moreover, he didn’t even fully trust Gong Son Dan Gyeong, who was secretly assisting him, and was conducting various covert operations.
“I don’t expect otherwise.”
Bu Eunseol spoke calmly.
“Mu Jon is already preparing to meet me.”
“What did you say?”
Knock, knock.
At that moment, a knocking sound came from outside the door, and the aide’s voice resonated softly.
“The Elder has sent someone he trusts separately, and requests that Seon Woo Dae Ju be summoned within the hour.”
Remarkably, an immediate response came back.
Just as I had predicted, Mu Jon himself said he would find Seon Woo Jin.
‘Perfect.’
A brilliant light that had never been seen before blazed from Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
The greatest sage of Murim who held all secrets regarding Jeong Cheon Je, and the strongest master of the Orthodox Sects today.
I was about to face Mu Jon alone.

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