The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 730

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Chapter 730.
“That can’t be right.”
Mu Gyeol shook his head.
“Master keeps that book stored separately in a specific location.”
Mu Gyeol had served Mu Jon for a long time.
If Mu Jon kept a book on his person at all times, there was no way he could have failed to notice it.
“Could it be in the Eternal Ice Pavilion?”
“The Eternal Ice Pavilion? What are you talking about?”
Bu Eunseol felt a strange sense of unease.
Regardless of what happened in the past, Mu Gyeol was currently Mu Jon’s disciple and faithfully carried out his orders.
How could he not know about the Eternal Ice Pavilion?
“Haven’t you been to the underground section of Yeongak Dojeon?”
“You mean the secret passage connected to the Supplies Warehouse?”
“That’s right.”
“That’s merely a passage for moving discreetly between Yeongak Dojeon and Gunkon Pavilion.”
Bu Eunseol swallowed her surprise.
Mu Jon had not shown Mu Gyeol the corpse of Jeong Cheon Je.
“You haven’t seen Jeong Cheon Je’s remains until now?”
But an unexpected answer came back.
“I have seen it.”
“Where did you see it?”
Mu Gyeol looked at Bu Eunseol with suspicious eyes.
“Surely you’re not asking such questions to find out where Master’s remains are kept?”
Faced with this unexpected response, Bu Eunseol felt momentary confusion.
‘Could it be that Mu Jon showed me a fake corpse of Jeong Cheon Je?’
She stared intently into Mu Gyeol’s eyes.
‘Or perhaps Mu Jon suspects Mu Gyeol, so he showed him a different corpse of Jeong Cheon Je?’
After a moment of deliberation, Bu Eunseol spoke honestly.
If Mu Gyeol was truly Jeong Cheon Je’s disciple,
then he absolutely had to know the truth.
“In fact, I saw the Eternal Ice Pavilion in the secret passage beneath Yeongak Dojeon. And Jeong Cheon Je’s corpse was being kept there.”
“That can’t possibly be true.”
Mu Gyeol shook his head in disbelief.
“The Murim Alliance is essentially the Bok Ma Jeon itself. There’s no way Master would keep his body here.”
“I saw it somewhere else.”
“Of course.”
“When did you see it? Was it long ago?”
“I can’t give you an exact date, but… yes.”
Bu Eunseol swallowed hard.
As she suspected, the Murim Alliance was the headquarters of the Three Realms.
As Mu Gyeol said, Mu Jon had no particular reason to keep Jeong Cheon Je’s corpse here.
There was no need to store the body in this location.
‘He doesn’t seem to be lying.’
If that were true, the situation could be deduced in three ways.
Jeong Cheon Je’s remains had been stored elsewhere from the beginning, and Mu Jon had recently moved them to the Murim Alliance, or.
Perhaps Mu Jon had deliberately kept a false corpse in the Murim Alliance, and I had seen it.
‘Or perhaps…’
A flash of insight exploded across Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
‘All the corpses are fake, and Jeong Cheon Je is still alive.’
After organizing her thoughts, Bu Eunseol asked again.
“Then you’ve confirmed with certainty that the corpse is truly Jeong Cheon Je?”
“What do you mean?”
“Whether it was truly my master.”
Mu Gyeol spoke with a sorrowful expression.
“How could a disciple fail to recognize whether his master’s remains are genuine or false?”
Bu Eunseol felt confusion wash over her.
If Mu Gyeol’s words were true, then this matter contained far more complex secrets.
But there was no need to press him on these details now. After all, there was no way to uncover the truth in the current situation.
“Very well. Tell me exactly what I need to do.”
Mu Gyeol handed over a map.
“This place is where the elder secretly stays when venturing into Gangho. And since the elder must soon attend the Elder Council meeting, he will have no choice but to remain in the Murim Alliance for the next four days.”
“You mean he’ll attend the meeting while in seclusion?”
“The Elder Council meeting is more important than the Grand Assembly.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed.
The Elder Council meeting held by the Won Ro Jeon had greater authority than the Grand Assembly attended by all the Murim Alliance’s senior members?
Then Mu Gyeol continued speaking.
“During the meeting period, go inside this place and search thoroughly. Check whether there are any records left behind by my master.”
Bu Eunseol unfolded the map.
It contained a diagram showing the formation patterns for entering the interior.
‘Could this possibly be that place she mentioned?’
Bu Eunseol suddenly recalled what Gong Son Dan Gyeong had told her.
―Baek Ri Mu Jo once made a secret proposal to me. If you tell me where Jeong Cheon Je goes into seclusion, we can establish a mutually beneficial cooperative relationship.
But Baek Ri Mu Jo had failed to keep his promise with Gong Son Dan Gyeong to capture Yang Seol Rin alive.
And so that proposal had come to nothing, or so it was said.
Could this possibly be the place that Baek Ri Mu Jo had desperately sought? The thought occurred to her.
‘If that’s the case, then unimaginable dangers would be lurking there.’
Looking back, the facility beneath the Yeongak Dojeon had responded to ‘harmony.’
If this place was where Mu Jon stored his martial arts secrets and important documents?
It was far too obvious that terrifying traps beyond anything I had seen before would be laid throughout.
“Are you certain there are records left by Jeong Cheon Je in this place?”
“I cannot say for certain. However, an opportunity like this will not come again, so I have no choice but to attempt it.”
“If you possess the Hae Jin Map, would it not be better for you to enter directly?”
“I cannot go.”
“Why is that?”
Mu Gyeol’s expression turned bitter.
“The formation that the Elder created requires a certain level of martial prowess and cultivation to enter. Moreover, my movements are always clearly reported to the Elder, so I absolutely cannot go.”
Bu Eunseol stroked her chin thoughtfully.
“What if I go there and find nothing?”
Mu Jon is a meticulous person.
He would never leave behind anything in his hideout that could potentially harm him in the future.
“It cannot be helped. We can only accept it as fate.”
“What if I find Jeong Cheon Je’s legacy hidden there and claim it all for myself? Have you never considered such a possibility?”
Mu Gyeol smiled instead.
“Then I would have misjudged your character.”
Bu Eunseol wore a wry smile.
Her fundamental nature was, after all, of the Demonic Path, a disciple of Nangya Pavilion.
Yet Mu Gyeol, a disciple of the Jeong Pa Je Il In, placed such boundless trust in her. The situation felt somewhat absurd.
“It seems I have incurred a rather expensive debt to repay.”
Bu Eunseol sighed and nodded.
“Very well. I shall attempt it.”
Thus, I resolved to visit the Secret Library that Mu Gyeol had mentioned.
“I will not offer thanks. After all, this is merely a transaction.”
“Of course.”
Bu Eunseol picked up the map.
Just as I turned to leave, something came to mind, and I asked.
“Did Jeong Cheon Je perhaps leave you any special martial techniques?”
“Martial techniques?”
“I mean, did he entrust you to master or specifically instructed you to learn any particular martial techniques?”
“Why would you… ah, I see.”
Mu Gyeol, who had been frowning, grasped my intent and stroked his chin.
After pondering for a while, he opened his mouth as if recalling something.
“Now that you mention it, he commanded me to master the eleven upper-tier techniques among the Shaolin Seventy-Two Techniques.”
“The Shaolin Seventy-Two Techniques.”
Bu Eunseol nodded as if understanding something.
“Then I shall take my leave.”
* * *
Mu Jon’s secret hideout was said to be a cave in Chae Woon Valley, a deep ravine of Daebyeol Mountain.
However, there is no place named Chae Woon Valley on Daebyeol Mountain.
This is because Chae Woon Valley is a fictional ravine that exists nowhere in Zhong Yuan, completely isolated from the world.
According to the Hae Jin Map that Mu Gyeol provided, entering this place required performing several seemingly meaningless actions.
Only by doing so would a door appear that could lead into Chae Woon Valley.
‘So Mu Jon is also versed in the mystical arts of formation techniques.’
Why was Mu Jon called Mu Jon?
From childhood, he had wandered the Gangho continuously, mastering every martial technique scattered throughout Murim.
Even Ak Moo Ryung, the Nangya Pavilion Master who was obsessed with combat, when measured solely by the breadth of martial knowledge—
was considered somewhat lacking compared to Mu Jon.
Obsessed with the martial way, he endlessly pursued non-combat training to reach the pinnacle he envisioned.
He never formed connections with any sect or martial artist, it was said.
Thus, wandering the Gangho his entire life, fighting and creating new martial techniques, he traveled from Zhong Yuan to the distant lands of Sae Oe.
Finally, that martial master who had attained mastery of all martial techniques received the name Mu Jon, the Martial Sage.
It was only natural that such a master would know how to employ formation techniques and mysterious great methods.
Zing.
Having ascended Daebyeol Mountain, I entered the location Mu Gyeol had taught me.
Then, following the instructions written in the formation method, I repeated the meaningless actions in sequence.
Finally, a transparent space materialized about ten paces ahead.
It was the entrance that led into Chae Woon Valley.
‘With such a method, no matter how formidable a master might be, they could never enter.’
This space could not be opened by force or martial techniques. One had to act at precisely the right time, following the established rules.
If one did not know the exact method to create the door?
Even a master of the Mujik Gyeong could not create such a space and door.
Thump, thump.
As I stepped inside, a massive gate appeared before my eyes.
Just as I was about to enter, some thought occurred to me, and I turned my body around and unleashed my lightness technique.
Having exited Daebyeol Mountain, I retrieved a wooden box from my robes.
It contained a pair of mystical pearls called the Linked Sound Warning Pearls—
a mysterious treasure that could transmit vibrations to each other even when separated by dozens of li.
‘With my lightness technique, a distance of about half a quarter should suffice.’
Since Mu Jon was a master I could not handle, his movement technique must be extraordinary as well.
In preparation for any possibility of his return, I installed the Linked Sound Warning Pearls on the mountainside approach leading into this place.
Whoosh, whoosh.
After burying the pearls, I tested my lightness technique in that area.
Then a faint vibration was transmitted to the pearl in my robes.
‘It works well.’
Confirming that the Linked Sound Warning Pearls were functioning, I unleashed my lightness technique again and entered the entrance leading to Chae Woon Valley.
A long corridor stretched ahead, and in the distance, an ordinary door was visible.
Zing.
But as I stepped into the corridor—
along with a flash of light, a strange force suddenly arose from all directions and began to bind my body.
‘Ugh.’
It was extremely viscous yet solid, a formless force that could not be broken by internal energy or any external power.
‘The Hae Jin Method wasn’t everything after all.’
Mu Gyeol wouldn’t deliberately trick me like this.
Then perhaps there was another trap installed here—one that Mu Gyeol didn’t know about, or that Mu Jon had secretly set up.
Crack, crack.
A sound of bones echoed through my body.
Not only was a strange pressure bearing down on me, but it was also piercing sharply into my vital points.
Step, step.
I endured the pain and quickly walked through the haze of light, standing before the door.
But pushing or pulling produced no response whatsoever.
‘Should I break it?’
As I began to draw upon my inner power, I lowered my hand.
‘No, I can’t.’
The fact that such a mysterious mechanism had been constructed, yet an ordinary door had been installed.
Then in the worst case, even if someone had entered this place,
it was clear that an ordinary wooden door had been installed to ensure traces of intrusion would definitely remain.
‘Hmm.’
Even in pain, I tried to find a way to open the door.
But the door was made of ordinary wood, and it seemed it would shatter with even a slight application of inner power.
‘This is strange.’
I suddenly felt something uncanny.
‘Would there really be an ordinary wooden door inside a mechanism that could isolate the world?’
Mu Jon was a master of the Mujik Gyeong and knew how to use various mystical techniques.
Then it was possible that through some force, not an illusion, it could appear as a wooden door.
‘What if this isn’t a door at all?’
Even in pain, I closed my eyes and felt along the door.
Then I felt a flow like the blood circulation of a living human body.
‘Could it be?’
With understanding dawning, I placed my hand on the door and immediately drew upon the Cheon Ui Heart Method.
And I synchronized the flow I felt beyond the door with my own body.
Zing.
Then the firmly closed door trembled like a living creature, and slowly began to open.
“Phew.”
Finally stepping outside, I opened my eyes wide.
Given that it was named Chae Woon Valley,
I had thought it would be a serene or beautiful landscape—a paradise like the Doyuon Gyeong.
But this place was where items from the Ha Nam Manwha Shop were stored—
wasn’t the landscape very similar to the desolate forest that had surrounded the communal warehouse?
‘Could it be… they’re connected?’
I shook my head.
No matter how great the mystical techniques Mu Jon had mastered were,
Even if one were not an immortal, one could not open a single door and traverse hundreds of li in an instant with such a technique.
‘Which means this spatial construct was deliberately created.’
Bu Eunseol, lost in thought, shook her head.
“I can ponder that later.”
There was no telling when Mu Jon would return. I had no time to study the mechanisms of this place.
Bu Eunseol surveyed Jeol Gok with hurried steps, and a vast cavern came into view in the depths.
‘There it is.’
Upon entering the cavern, an expansive Stone Chamber revealed itself.
Within it stood bookshelves holding countless volumes beyond counting.
And deeper within lay spaces resembling an Office and a Cultivation Chamber.
Yet nowhere could I find a place where Jeong Cheon Je’s corpse was kept.
‘Then it must still be stored in the Murim Alliance.’
If this were the space Mu Jon considered most secure?
He would surely have kept Jeong Cheon Je’s remains here.
But the Eternal Ice Pavilion containing Jeong Cheon Je’s body was nowhere to be found.
“I see.”
Then, spotting a large copper coin in a corner of the Office, Bu Eunseol’s eyes gleamed.
“This was Mu Jon’s base for changing his identity to Shin San Ja.”
The copper coin bore no patterns—utterly plain.
Yet its size matched exactly the gratitude coins that Shin San Ja distributed.
It seemed he was processing these copper coins in a way only he could recognize, then crafting the gratitude coins from them.
In the end, this place served the same purpose as the Ma Jeon Seo An Bu An House,
which I frequently used to exchange identities with Seo Jin Ha.
“Spring and Autumn Records, was it?”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes flashed with intensity.
Two days had passed since the conference began, leaving one day remaining.
Yet I hurried like a hunted person, my mind racing with urgency.
Mu Jon was not one to waste four days on mere conference proceedings.
I had to find what Jeong Cheon Je left behind—the Spring and Autumn Records—quickly.
Whoosh.
Bu Eunseol began rapidly scanning through thousands of volumes on the shelves.
But there was no book bearing the title Spring and Autumn Records.
‘How foolish.’
Bu Eunseol then recalled a crucial fact.
‘Even if it contained vital information, a figure like Mu Jon would never leave it exposed.’
Zing.
White light flowed from Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
Opening the Gong Sim Tong Ryeong—a hypersensitivity capable of detecting traces even decades old—
I sought to uncover what Mu Jon had concealed so carefully.
‘There.’
Among thousands of volumes of books, there was one that bore the most traces of handling.
Yet no matter how thoroughly I searched, it was merely a Medical Scripture with nothing particularly remarkable.
However, the moment I caressed the spot where the Medical Scripture rested, a flash of insight struck me like lightning.
‘So that’s what it was.’
The titles on the spines of every volume necessarily contained numbers such as one (一), two (二)… three hundred sixty (三百六十), eighty-four thousand (八萬四千).
Numbers were invariably included.
‘The sequence.’
Only then did I finally understand why this Stone Chamber contained thousands of books.
This place was not a repository for books—it was a mechanism designed to conceal something.
“It’s not merely about arranging them by number; I must attune them to the Heavenly Mind Heart Seal.”
A brilliant gleam flashed across my eyes as I caressed the volumes.
When I drew upon the Empty Heart Heavenly Command, the books beneath my fingertips suddenly felt like living creatures.
It seemed I would need to arrange these volumes first, then apply the Heavenly Mind Heart Seal using the same method I’d employed at the entrance.
‘So all the mechanisms in this hideout ultimately trace back to the Heavenly Mind Heart Seal.’
Remarkably, Mu Jon had applied Jeong Cheon Je’s Heavenly Mind Heart Seal to every mechanism in the hideout.
This was likely because he believed it to be Jeong Cheon Je’s exclusive secret technique, unknown to anyone else.
But the reality was different.
My grandfather had mastered the Heavenly Mind Heart Seal, and I had mastered it as well.
Even Mu Gyeol had mastered it, had he not?
Then why did Mu Jon believe
that only he himself had learned Jeong Cheon Je’s Heavenly Mind Heart Seal?
‘I have no time to unravel such mysteries now.’
Whoosh.
I began moving thousands of volumes with movements too swift to perceive.
Finally, using the numbers from the secret records to perfectly realign the shelves,
Rumble.
The shelves shifted left and right, revealing a new wall.
‘As expected.’
I drew upon the Heavenly Mind Heart Seal again and placed my hand against the wall.
With a subtle tremor, two massive doors suddenly materialized on either side.
The doors appeared identical on the surface, yet the aura emanating from within them was completely different.
The left door seemed to radiate an auspicious energy, while the right door felt utterly unremarkable.
Click.
As I pushed the left door open,
Zing.
Brilliant light poured through the gap and enveloped my body.
The light seemed to transform into a living entity, scrutinizing my form with meticulous precision.
Clang.
As I stepped inside, the door closed of its own accord, leaving only the empty Stone Chamber visible behind me.
The darkness filling the Stone Chamber was dense and peculiar, as if crafted by some extraordinary technique.
Even Bu Eunseol, who could pierce through darkness itself, found it difficult to discern what lay within.
“Is it simply an empty void?”
Bu Eunseol began to examine her surroundings.
Flash.
Suddenly, hundreds of brilliant points of light began to emerge from the darkness.
The lights illuminated the entire Stone Chamber, as if she were gazing upon a beautiful cosmos.
‘A constellation?’
The points of light were not merely shining—they moved in measured orbits according to some celestial law.
Shimmer.
Then, a massive star that had remained invisible until now suddenly began to gleam.
Though small, it shone as brightly as all the other stars in this place combined.
‘What is this?’
At that moment, a dark star at the opposite point also began to radiate light.
Upon seeing that luminescence, light seemed to flow from Bu Eunseol’s own body.
‘Is this a place where acupoints are struck? How extraordinary.’
Bu Eunseol clicked her tongue as she gazed down at the light flowing from her own form.
The Murim world contained many mysterious treasures with wondrous properties, or so she had heard.
Yet she had never encountered anything that could emit hundreds of lights from within darkness like this.
As I gazed upon the beautiful constellation for a long while, I even lost track of time itself.
Moreover, a strange exhilaration washed over me, and an odd force seemed to seep into my body.
Only then did Bu Eunseol snap back to awareness.
For external force entering one’s body was hardly ever a favorable sign.
Click.
As Bu Eunseol emerged back outside, her eyes narrowed sharply.
Her mouth had gone dry, and her stomach twisted with dread.
‘Surely not.’
Bu Eunseol stepped outside and widened her eyes in alarm.
When I had entered this Cave, the sun had been high in the sky—yet now the distant opening showed the sun sinking toward the horizon.
‘Has an entire day passed?’
This Stone Chamber’s interior was no simple space.
It was something akin to the Mental World that Yo Hui, the ancestral founder of Shin Nyeo Gung, had created long ago.
‘This is dire.’
Now only half a day remained.

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