The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 744

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Chapter 744.
‘I was already planning to search for her anyway.’
Within Yeon Wol’s memories, Bu Eunseol finally beheld the face of the mother she had yearned for so desperately.
And remarkably, her mother’s features bore a striking resemblance to Man Wol.
After that day, I had devoted myself to searching for Man Wol, and each night I found myself recalling her face.
It was a longing as instinctive as breath itself.
Since she resembled the mother I had missed so terribly, I had hoped to meet her again, even if only in dreams.
Yet mountains of tasks demanded my attention, and despite mobilizing the Intelligence Organization relentlessly, Man Wol remained unfindable.
I had nearly surrendered to resignation when she suddenly appeared?
Bu Eunseol felt an unprecedented urgency surge through me.
Crack.
Restoring my true appearance, I drew upon my inner energy.
Whoosh.
The Cloth Shop Owner’s body, bound tightly in metal chains, rose into the air,
Boom!
and soared skyward alongside Bu Eunseol.
Roar!
Moving with lightning speed, I surged relentlessly toward the southeast.
My heightened sensory range extended barely a hundred paces.
Yet strangely, whenever Man Wol appeared,
I could sense her presence distinctly, even from dozens of miles away.
Whoosh!
Landing atop the cliff of a deep mountain, I surveyed my surroundings.
I could feel Man Wol’s presence clearly, yet her figure remained invisible.
Swish.
I dispersed my spiritual perception in all directions.
Rumble.
The entire world rippled like water, and at the cliff’s edge overlooking the vast expanse below,
the silhouette of a woman in crimson robes was revealed.
Her pale skin seemed to shimmer with a subtle luminescence, and her hair, caught in the moonlight, danced with the breeze.
Her eyes held the brilliance of stars in the night sky, and her lips gleamed like a delicate pink rose.
Yet her gaze and expression carried a shadow, emanating an infinitely melancholic aura, like a flower blooming in darkness.
It was Man Wol, presumed to be a priestess of the Inbi Organization.
“Man Wol.”
At my call,
Man Wol kept her long lashes lowered, gazing out at the world below the cliff.
“Have you been well all this time?”
My expression was filled with joy and delight.
At this moment, my voice was,
since the day I was born,
It was the brightest and most warmly affectionate greeting she had offered to the Woman.
“You don’t remember me?”
Only then did Man Wol turn her gaze toward Bu Eunseol.
Her eyes then drifted to the Cloth Shop Owner hovering behind his back, and she sighed deeply.
*Creak.*
As her pale fingers extended,
*Whoosh.*
The Cloth Shop Owner, whose body had been writhing ceaselessly within the iron bindings, quietly lost consciousness with his eyes closed.
“They’re called Evil Spirits.”
Man Wol spoke while gazing at the unconscious Cloth Shop Owner’s face.
“They’re those who use sorcery to transform ordinary people into Killing Ghosts.”
“First Gwi Ah, and now Evil Spirits.”
Bu Eunseol, who had been smiling brightly, exhaled a heavy sigh.
I had suspected as much, but they were indeed those sent by the Inbiyin.
“Since the Infinite Realm oversees Gwi Ah, these Evil Spirits must be entities managed by another faction within the Three Realms.”
Man Wol nodded lightly.
“It was the Cheonghae Realm.”
“The Cheonghae Realm.”
In that moment, a fleeting thought crossed my mind.
The Three Realms. There was something peculiar about their connection—something that felt strange to simply say we had merely stopped them.
“The Gwi Ah possessed tremendous power despite being young. Like the Gyeol Ma Yeon Ok In that the Infinite Realm sought to complete.”
“….”
“And these Evil Spirits employ bizarre sorcery to easily seize control of people’s spirits.”
Bu Eunseol spoke in a low voice, her brow deeply furrowed.
“Much like how the Cheonghae Realm manipulates others’ spirits to create powerful beings.”
When Man Wol fell silent, Bu Eunseol stared intently at her, her eyes gleaming.
“Then the Three Realms aren’t conducting such research to oppose the Inbiyin….”
Bu Eunseol paused briefly, then shook her head.
“Rather, they’re conducting research to replicate what the Inbiyin themselves created. Am I wrong?”
Man Wol did not answer, but nodded faintly.
Regarding the relationship between the Three Realms and the Inbiyin,
she seemed to find it quite admirable that I was constantly thinking and analyzing.
“What is the precise objective of the Inbiyin?”
“….”
“The Inbiyin I met before said their affiliation was Ben Cheon. Then the Inbiyin must also belong to some faction?”
As Man Wol continued her silence,
Bu Eunseol asked relentlessly, as if frustrated.
“Very well. Then tell me about Gwi Ah and Evil Spirits. Since the Three Realms are divided into three, there must be other entities as well?”
When she still remained silent, Bu Eunseol spoke with resolve.
“If you won’t answer, then from this day forward, I will cease everything and pursue only you.”
“….”
“If you hadn’t revealed yourself, I wouldn’t know. But now that you have, hiding again won’t be easy. I possess the power to break through your techniques.”
Bu Eunseol had always shown courtesy to every woman, never acting recklessly or without restraint.
But with Man Wol, there was an exception.
“Everything you say is correct. The Inbi Organization is merely one faction among those belonging to the Human Realm.”
She spoke with a sigh.
“And after Gwi Ah and the Evil Spirits, there is nothing more. All experiments are now in their final stages.”
Bu Eunseol’s eyes widened.
“What is this Human Realm you speak of? Experiments?”
“You’ll learn the answer to that question soon enough.”
Man Wol gazed at Bu Eunseol with mysterious eyes.
“It may take some time, but… through the person at your side.”
“Through the person at my side?”
Man Wol truly spoke like a shaman.
“Who exactly is this person?”
“I don’t know either. Not yet—only that they are someone at your side.”
Man Wol spoke in a gentle voice, as if coaxing a child.
“Don’t be impatient. Wait. You will surely come to know everything you’ve wondered about.”
“I have one more question.”
Bu Eunseol asked with an utterly serious expression.
“Lady Man Wol. Are you on my side, or do you stand with another faction?”
His eyes burned with intensity.
Had someone unaware of the situation witnessed this, they would have thought a passionate young man was confessing his heart to a woman.
“How innocent you are. Still.”
Man Wol averted her gaze from Bu Eunseol’s burning eyes and spoke in a low voice.
“What does it matter? In this world, there are no eternal enemies or allies.”
“….”
“Everything changes and transforms with time.”
“I detest riddles. If you’re going to speak, answer directly.”
A flash of anger kindled in Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
But seeing her sorrowful expression, he found himself unable to stay angry.
“Forgive me. I shouldn’t have grown angry with you.”
“No. I’m the one who should apologize. I didn’t come here to stir up your curiosity.”
Man Wol, who had been gazing at Bu Eunseol, offered a melancholy smile.
“I came only because I wanted to help you.”
She turned her gaze toward the Cloth Shop Owner.
“To save those trapped by Evil Spirits, you need the power of the Daoist lineage.”
“The Daoist lineage.”
“Yes. I came to deliver that message to you.”
Bu Eunseol asked with a puzzled expression.
“Why do you help me?”
“You always prioritize saving innocent lives first.”
Man Wol spoke.
“Hunting down and killing evil spirits isn’t particularly difficult. But you—you’re thinking first about how to save the innocent people.”
Was it because she was a shaman?
Man Wol saw through Bu Eunseol’s innermost thoughts as if she had been watching every moment from beside her.
“How could you possibly know that?”
“Wouldn’t anyone be able to tell by looking at such things?”
Man Wol pointed to the Cloth Shop Owner lying unconscious on the ground.
“One finger would be enough to handle it. Yet you’re trying so hard to restore him to his original form.”
For the first time, Man Wol showed not a dark smile, but a bright one.
But Bu Eunseol’s face grew extremely dark instead.
‘Is there any need to drag this out further?’
Man Wol clearly knew secrets that I didn’t.
And truthfully, I was exhausted.
I still hadn’t glimpsed all the depths of the Murim.
They were like riddles that could never be fully unraveled no matter how much I tried.
As long as I couldn’t solve all of it.
Somehow, my revenge had become a distant dream.
‘Perhaps she belongs to the Demonic Path.’
What if I made a ruthless decision?
To capture or confine Man Wol.
Couldn’t I force her to reveal everything she knows?
If I used my strength just once.
Couldn’t I uncover all the secrets?
Crunch.
Bu Eunseol, her fist clenched tight, shook her head.
‘How could I possibly do such a thing?’
But I couldn’t do it.
Man Wol had done nothing evil and appeared suddenly to help me.
And she kindly told me that in time, I would understand everything.
How could I use force against her and demand she spill all her secrets?
“Lady Man Wol.”
In the end, Bu Eunseol offered a sorrowful smile.
“Do you know? I’ve been hesitating every time I look at you.”
“….”
“What if I confined you and dug up all those tedious secrets, all those nauseating depths? That’s what I was thinking.”
His eyes staring into the void became hollow.
“I know.”
Man Wol wore a gentle, comforting expression.
“How exhausted I’ve become. How long it took me to return.”
Bu Eunseol was startled.
Having reached the Yeong Gyu Ta Tong, even the foremost master of the Demonic Path could not penetrate it.
Had this person shattered the barriers of my spiritual consciousness and peered within?
“Can you see into my thoughts?”
“That’s hardly possible.”
Man Wol, gazing at Bu Eunseol, let her eyes sparkle like cascading starlight.
“It’s simply that your expression reveals far too much.”
….
“As though your heart lies completely bare.”
Bu Eunseol was struck by the words.
Reflecting on it, I had always maintained an expressionless face and never revealed my emotions.
Yet looking back… I had consistently shown my feelings before Man Wol.
When something surprising occurred, I would widen my eyes or display passionate reactions.
My voice always carried emotion.
“My words may seem strange to you. No, you may not believe them. But I am absolutely not someone who reveals emotions easily.”
Bu Eunseol wanted to explain so she would not misunderstand my character.
But the moment I opened my mouth to speak,
I could clearly feel my own emotions, which had become utterly disheveled.
“I understand.”
Man Wol nodded her head.
“Then I shall take my leave.”
As Man Wol turned to go, Bu Eunseol spoke urgently.
“Lady Man Wol. Might I ask one more thing?”
When Man Wol turned her head, Bu Eunseol asked with utmost seriousness.
“Sa Ha Manor. Do you know of that place?”
She, who had been blinking her large eyes, shook her head.
“I don’t know.”
“You may not know the name.”
Bu Eunseol spoke quickly.
“The foremost secret of Murim, Baek Ri Mu Ha’s manor where he concealed his identity and lived in seclusion—do you know anything of that, or of his death?”
After thinking for a long while, Man Wol shook her head.
“All I know is that Baek Ri Mu Ha was of the Baek Ri Family….”
“I see.”
Bu Eunseol forced a smile.
The way she resembled my mother.
I wondered if perhaps she shared blood with me or had some connection.
But it seemed her face merely resembled mine by the rarest of coincidences.
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“You once told me that given enough time, all truths would eventually be revealed.”
Bu Eunseol was not the type to indulge in wishful thinking.
Yet for the first time, I wanted to believe.
In her sweet prophecy.
“If you’ll excuse me.”
After offering her respects, Bu Eunseol lifted the unconscious Cloth Shop Owner into her arms.
Then, in a single breath, she unfolded her divine technique and vanished into the distant sky.
Man Wol watched the direction where Bu Eunseol disappeared with a vacant gaze,
“…I’m sorry.”
and murmured in the softest of voices.
Then she too faded into a brilliant aura of light.
* * *
The Wudang Sect had long recognized that darkness was descending upon Gangho, and they had been diligently cultivating disciples and accumulating strength.
Yet it turned out that the forces disrupting Gangho had roots far deeper than Wudang’s own history, lurking endlessly within the abyss.
Moreover, these forces were diverse, each pursuing entirely different objectives.
Moreover, these forces were diverse, each pursuing entirely different objectives.
―This time, entities known as Evil Spirits have been discovered.
In the midst of this, startling news reached Wudang.
Bu Eunseol, the Muk Hon Ryeong Ju of the Demon Palace, had secretly made contact with the Wudang Sect.
Through Wudang in the past,
he had rebuilt the Gae Bang that had been sealed away, and when destroying the Cheon Hae Medicine Forest, he had not thought of his own gain.
Instead, he had greatly preserved the honor of the Orthodox Sects.
Of course, this was not to curry favor with the Orthodox Sects, but rather the result of his efforts to prevent common people from suffering harm.
―The Muk Hon Ryeong Ju. He can be trusted.
The Wudang Sect well understood that Bu Eunseol possessed the qualities of a righteous hero and had been protecting Murim from the forces of evil all this time.
With such a man reaching out in secret, they could not help but listen.
―To save the common people captured by Evil Spirits, we must inject inner energy of the Daoist lineage.
Having received Man Wol’s counsel, Bu Eunseol immediately sought out a nearby Daoist temple.
However, the Daoist priests at the temple in the village had neglected their cultivation, and their inner energy was not pure.
Therefore, he ultimately had to find a Daoist priest from the Wudang Sect, barely managing to expel the Cloth Shop Owner’s spiritual essence.
―Helping common people is always welcome. However….
The Wudang Sect that received the contact expressed reluctance.
―We cannot openly join forces with the Demon Palace.
No matter how righteous the cause.
We walk different paths and occupy positions that cannot be mixed.
If the Wudang Sect were to grant Bu Eunseol’s request?
They would bear the stigma of being a sect in collusion with the Demonic Path.
―Instead, we will send Song Ak to conduct an investigation into the matter.
After careful deliberation, the Wudang Sect sent a reply to Bu Eunseol under the name of Young Cheong Ja, a senior instructor.
―Song Ak has cultivated our sect’s Jade Dew True Qi. His abilities should be more than sufficient for expelling spiritual essence.
Song Ak, a figure worthy of being considered the next sect leader of Wudang, was cultivating Jade Dew True Qi, one of the highest secret techniques of the Wudang Sect.
―And if our sect’s disciples uncover information, then our sect can step forward with confidence, can we not?
What if Song Ak himself precisely revealed the forces and true identity of the Evil Spirits?
The Wudang Sect would then have justification to intervene.
The Wudang Sect sent Song Ak down into Gangho to indirectly assist Bu Eunseol.
Crunch, crunch.
Deep within the mountains, two young men walked side by side.
Like merchants wandering from place to place selling miscellaneous goods, both carried large bundles laden with various wares across their backs.
Yet in truth, both possessed the identities of young practitioners representing the Demonic Path and the Orthodox Sects.
They were Bu Eunseol and Song Ak, disguised as Seol So.
Bu Eunseol had met Song Ak at Tan Wang’s suggestion.
When resolving the strange incidents at Wudang, she had gone there under the identity of Seol So.
Thus, before him, she could assume the guise of Seol So without hesitation.
Crunch, crunch.
Song Ak, walking shoulder to shoulder with Bu Eunseol, deepened the furrow between his brows.
“Haah.”
Even as he walked, he drew ragged breaths repeatedly.
His forehead glistened with sweat, and his complexion was haggard as though he hadn’t slept in days.
“This is truly not easy.”
Song Ak muttered with a wry smile.
It had been ten days since he left Wudang Mountain and descended into Gangho.
During that time, Bu Eunseol had mobilized the Intelligence Organization to root out and eliminate the Evil Spirits.
Song Ak had treated the common people who had become Sal Gwi.
By merely infusing Jade Dew True Qi, as Man Wol had advised, he could dissipate the malevolent qi that had infiltrated their bodies.
Yet as the number of Evil Spirits seemed to multiply, those corrupted by malevolent qi increased dramatically.
Thus, they ultimately began traveling together like this.
“You’ve endured much hardship.”
Bu Eunseol, observing the weary Song Ak, produced a medicine bottle from her bosom.
It contained an abundance of Blood Essence Divine Pills that could replenish vital energy and restore inner power.
“Would you take one?”
“There’s no need.”
Song Ak, with a tired expression, withdrew a Spirit Pill from his bosom and swallowed it.
“The Sect Leader has already generously provided our sect with ample Spirit Pills.”
Yet his complexion did not improve.
Though Spirit Pills could restore inner power, they could not recover the physical and mental exhaustion depleted through its use.
Nevertheless, Song Ak, without complaint,
driven solely by the resolve to save the common people, pressed forward relentlessly, oblivious to his fatigue.
“I cannot fathom when we might finally capture the vile leader behind all this wickedness.”
At Song Ak’s words, Bu Eunseol gazed toward the distant sky.
“The masters and wanderers of the Muhon Society are tracking the traces, so we should find him soon.”
Publicly, it was not the Demon Hall but the Muhon Society that was tracking the Evil Spirits.
There was a risk of misunderstanding that the Demon Hall and Wudang Sect had colluded.
If the Demon Hall’s forces continued such operations, it could provoke significant backlash from the Demonic Path.
Above all, the Muhon Society needed to expand its influence within the Murim.
If this matter were resolved.
The Muhon Society, as an alliance of Orthodox and Demonic sects, would have an excellent opportunity to stand tall in the Murim once more.
“So the Muhon Society does move at the Ryeong Ju’s behest, after all.”
Song Ak smiled faintly.
“Yet you denied it.”
Officially, Bu Eunseol had drawn a clear line between herself and the Muhon Society.
But now it seemed the Muhon Society was moving according to Bu Eunseol’s intentions.
“Not at all.”
Bu Eunseol spoke firmly.
“The Muhon Society was created to protect the Murim. I merely requested their assistance.”
“Why bother saying such things even to Bin Do? Speak honestly.”
But no further answer came.
Song Ak gazed toward the distant sky as if his interest had waned.
“Ah, but speaking of which.”
As if remembering something, Song Ak wiped his nose and spoke.
“Was there truly a need to kill those Evil Spirits so brutally?”
As Bu Eunseol’s brow furrowed, Song Ak continued.
“Though they committed wicked deeds, was there a need to slaughter people so indiscriminately?”
Over these ten days, Bu Eunseol had hunted down the Evil Spirits who had deceived the common folk.
And she had taken their lives without mercy.
Wudang was not quite as rooted in compassion as Shaolin.
But it emphasized restraint in killing and focused on guiding the wicked toward redemption.
Yet as Bu Eunseol brutally cut down every Evil Spirit she encountered.
Song Ak, watching from the sidelines, could not help but feel some discontent.
“Ryeong Ju. May I offer you one piece of advice, setting aside rank and station, as one person to another?”
Over these ten days, Song Ak had traveled alongside Bu Eunseol.
And he had come to realize that though her expression was cold, her heart was not harsh—she possessed great warmth.
Because of this, he felt a desire to grow closer to her on a human level.
“I seem to be somewhat older, after all.”
Song Ak spoke with an affectionate expression.
“I must decline.”
Bu Eunseol turned her head away coldly.
But Song Ak did not give up, approaching with easy confidence and speaking in a subtle tone.
“I know well that you do good and show no mercy to the wicked. But the wicked were not born evil from the start.”
He continued speaking with an expression as earnest as one teaching children at a school.
“Do you know the meaning of compassion—the heart that cannot bear the suffering of others?”
Bu Eunseol wrinkled the bridge of her nose, her displeasure evident.
Even as I watched her face—eyebrows slightly raised, anger flickering across her features—Song Ak merely bared his white teeth in a grin, utterly unbothered.

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