The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 755

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Chapter 755.
Bu Eunseol and Yu Baek departed from the Demon Hall, heading toward Ayang.
Bu Eunseol intended to visit the Gu Sal Dae Ak Yang Branch, where she had once served, to impart comprehensive knowledge about operating an intelligence network.
“Ryeong Ju.”
Because Bu Eunseol had sent word ahead through Sa Hon Dae, the branch chief was already waiting at the entrance when she arrived.
‘The branch has changed.’
In the past, the Gu Sal Dae Ak Yang Branch had operated from an old bookstore as its base.
But after Gong Sshi Ssang Ma, who had run the bookstore, was killed by Bu Eunseol, that location was shut down.
The branch had been relocated to the An Hyang Inn, which was somewhat on the outskirts but possessed a considerably larger scale.
His eyes darted about restlessly.
Yu Baek surveyed his surroundings endlessly.
He appeared as though visiting an inn for the very first time.
‘So he truly spent his entire life confined to that cave, doing nothing but assassination work.’
Bu Eunseol’s eyes narrowed as she observed Yu Baek’s reactions.
His behavior bore striking resemblance to her own when she and her grandfather had first visited an inn.
“Explain to me briefly how the Gu Sal Dae Ak Yang Branch operates and what missions you have recently handled.”
As Bu Eunseol’s command fell.
The branch chief, with respectful gestures, explained to Yu Baek how the Gu Sal Dae was operated.
He also detailed how information was gathered.
Though Yu Baek could not speak due to his damaged vocal cords, he possessed excellent memory and a keen intellect.
Moreover, because he used sign language employed by assassins, he could freely ask the branch chief whenever he encountered something he did not understand.
“Now let me teach you how to acquire information within the Gangho.”
The two emerged from the An Hyang Inn and walked toward Market Street.
The sky was clear, and a pleasant breeze drifted across the air.
Market Street displayed the unmistakable warmth of spring, brimming with vitality as sightseers and merchants mingled in bustling crowds.
Life sparkled in Yu Baek’s eyes as he gazed upon the streetscape.
For him, everything was surely novel and wondrous.
Before coming to the Demon Hall, he had done nothing but repeat assassination missions.
Walking openly through Market Street in broad daylight was something he could never have dreamed of.
“Simply going to crowded places does not guarantee you will obtain information.”
Bu Eunseol calmly explained the methods of gathering intelligence.
“Particularly, common folk have no interest in news from the Gangho and care nothing for it. If you wish to gather information without any foundational knowledge or connections, it is better to seek out information brokers.”
Yu Baek’s eyes gleamed as he listened to the explanation.
His expression was captivated, as though he were hearing an enthralling tale from long ago.
―How does one find information brokers?
When Yu Baek asked using the sign language employed by the intelligence organization’s team members, Bu Eunseol answered immediately.
“The fastest place to find information brokers is the Wanderer Market. If there is no Wanderer Market nearby, information dealers are also stationed in red light districts, brothels, or gambling dens.”
And she added.
“However, specialized intelligence organizations or brokers possessing valuable information do not accept unknown clients. Therefore, to find an excellent broker, you must either locate someone with connections to them, or establish those connections yourself.”
―What should one do if finding an information broker proves difficult?
When Su Hwa asked again, Bu Eunseol answered.
“If you cannot find an information broker, it’s best to visit the inns frequented by Murim practitioners during their busiest hours. In noisy places, people often speak freely about important matters without worry.”
Bu Eunseol continued.
She explained how to distinguish between inns frequented by Murim practitioners and when their peak hours occurred.
She also described which locations would yield high-quality information.
“Do you understand everything?”
Yu Baek nodded with eyes full of interest.
‘So it wasn’t an act.’
I had harbored a suspicion.
No matter how archaic the Mujeong Blood Headquarters’ methods of training assassins were.
Would they truly confine them to dark caves with nothing but assassination missions? This doubt had crossed my mind.
But Yu Baek’s reactions and gaze.
Were truly identical to those of a child completely ignorant of how the world worked.
‘Why would the Mujeong Blood Headquarters deliberately transform such talented individuals into assassins ignorant of worldly affairs?’
Forbidding external contact and forcing only assassination training was an extraordinarily antiquated operational method.
Moreover, assassins raised this way would lack understanding of the world and specialize only in infiltration and the art of killing.
This meant they could employ only extremely limited techniques.
For this reason, most assassination organizations.
Provided their assassins with as much experience as possible and exposed them to the world’s many facets…
So why had they chosen this approach?
“Why did the Mujeong Blood Headquarters raise assassins in such a closed manner?”
Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Bu Eunseol asked.
Yu Baek then explained in detail through sign language.
‘I see.’
After hearing the explanation, Bu Eunseol sighed.
It turned out that the primary targets the Mujeong Blood Headquarters assassinated.
Were not ordinary Murim practitioners, but powerful figures wielding immense authority.
Since those in power always had tight security details, assassination was an extremely difficult task.
Therefore, the Mujeong Blood Headquarters’ assassins did not learn conventional assassination techniques.
Instead, they were taught only perfect infiltration arts capable of breaching any location, and lethal secret techniques guaranteed to kill the target.
After all, they were expendable.
To protect secrets and cleanly handle loose ends.
They repeatedly used assassins for a single mission and forced them to take their own lives without leaving a trace.
“Madmen, the lot of them.”
―I was fortunate.
As Yu Baek communicated again through a mixture of gestures and lip movements, Bu Eunseol pondered before speaking.
“With your cultivation level, you should be able to use secrets of heart-transmission like Hui Gwang’s Mind Mastery.”
Telepathic transmission requires the voice to be thinned and conveyed to the ear, so the vocal cords must remain intact regardless.
But with techniques like Hui Gwang’s Mind Mastery.
The secrets of heart-transmission that convey one’s inner intent directly are possible even without vocal cords.
However, to mimic the Hyegwang Heart Technique requires internal cultivation of at least three hundred years,
making it rare for the younger generation to employ such secrets.
“As the Ryeong Ju of Ben Jeon, he should be capable of that much.”
At Bu Eunseol’s words, Yu Baek nodded and began employing the secret technique of the Heart Transmission Method.
[Of course.]
When he genuinely conveyed his inner thoughts, Bu Eunseol asked with surprise.
“You revealed the Opening Heaven Great Method to a mere assassin? The Mujeong Blood, which treats assassins as disposable?”
To attain over three hundred years of internal cultivation at such a young age, one must receive the Opening Heaven Great Method and the Hair-Washing Marrow-Cleansing Technique before the age of ten.
Indeed, Bu Eunseol’s ascension to such a terrifying level of internal power stemmed from her natural martial talent and relentless effort.
Yet her grandfather Bu Chanyang had secretly imparted both the Opening Heaven Great Method and the Hair-Washing Marrow-Cleansing Technique.
Beyond that, he had bestowed upon her the mysterious great methods of the Demonic Path—the Blood Lineage Spirit Control and the Soul Protection Great Method.
[Unlike the other children undergoing assassin training, I had someone who educated me with special care.]
“What do you mean?”
Yu Baek explained calmly.
Unlike the other assassins raised like beasts, there had been someone who provided him various forms of education and consideration.
[He said he learned of my presence in the Mujeong Blood only later. He suffered greatly over his inability to save me before my vocal cords were severed.]
[Who is he?]
[I don’t know. But according to the First Instructor, he holds a very high position in the Demon Palace.]
Yu Baek continued his explanation.
[Thanks to him, I received special treatment and was able to continue my assassin’s path without being discarded like a consumable.]
Yu Baek’s eyes softened with gratitude toward that figure from the Demon Palace.
Yet Bu Eunseol found herself pitying Yu Baek instead.
‘He’s been thoroughly manipulated.’
Looking at it coldly,
Yu Baek had merely proven his exceptional abilities through assassin work, and in return received various forms of education.
If that person had truly cared for Yu Baek?
He would not have left him in a place like the Mujeong Blood; at minimum, he should have extracted him from there.
‘In the end, he’s certain to be discarded.’
Ma Cheon Je is no fool.
A former assassin of the Mujeong Blood, unable to speak.
He would never elevate such a person—bearing a fatal weakness for an intelligence organization’s leader—to the position of Blood Lineage Ryeong Ju.
‘An assassin….’
Bu Eunseol’s gaze upon Yu Baek darkened.
Whether his sincerity was genuine remained uncertain, yet Yu Baek appeared pure,
and he had shared everything without concealment.
Thanks to that, Bu Eunseol could discern precisely what Ma Cheon Je was thinking.
“Let’s stop here for now.”
Bu Eunseol took Yu Baek not to the An Hyang Inn, but to the most splendid and largest inn in Geun Dong for lunch.
Yu Baek was initially extremely uncomfortable.
Having spent his childhood as an assassin in the dark cave, he had never eaten a meal in a bright place before.
However, he soon adapted to it.
Watching the scenery outside the window, feeling the vibrant atmosphere within the inn.
He was thoroughly enjoying himself.
When night fell, Bu Eunseol rented out an entire separate annex of the most splendid inn in Geun Dong.
Exhausted, he completed his cultivation and fell into a deep sleep.
No matter how high one’s martial prowess, a person cannot survive without sleep.
Especially given that he had expended considerable mental energy worrying about various matters, including the recent situation with Yu Baek.
It became impossible for him to endure without surrendering to profound slumber.
Fortunately, even though he had not specifically requested protection, to safeguard Yu Baek, who might one day become a Blood Demon Ryeong Ju.
A protective unit dispatched from the Demon Hall maintained an impenetrable, iron-clad guard around the inn.
Chirp, chirp.
The sound of insects outside the window drifted like a lullaby, distant and ethereal.
When the moonlight, unable to overcome the atmosphere of the silent world, began to hide behind the clouds.
Creak.
The door to the sleeping chamber where Bu Eunseol rested opened slightly, and a small tube was carefully inserted inside.
Hisssss.
White smoke dispersed from the tube, then suddenly, as if it were a living creature.
It was drawn into the nostrils of the sleeping Bu Eunseol.
Whoosh.
As Bu Eunseol inhaled the smoke deeply, a faint shadow slipped inside.
It was a Masked Assassin dressed in black martial garb, perfectly merged with the darkness.
Creak.
The Masked Assassin approached the sleeping man’s bed with movements as fluid as flowing water, imperceptible even to Bu Eunseol’s keen supernatural senses.
Moving toward his resting place.
Whoosh.
As the Black Shadow raised a hand softened like a whip, a sharp shadow formed that seemed to absorb even light itself.
It was a keen short blade capable of piercing metal and stone in a single stroke.
Whoosh.
Just as the blade began to slide smoothly into Bu Eunseol’s throat like a serpent’s tongue.
Crack.
It suddenly halted in mid-air.
Bu Eunseol’s eyes had opened, and he had seized the Masked Assassin’s wrist in an instant.
“Such an archaic method—I’m surprised you managed to reach me.”
Whoosh!
The Masked Assassin, his right arm seized,
curved his left hand like a snake striking at prey, then unleashed a swift and lethal technique aimed at gouging out Bu Eunseol’s eyes.
It was a flawless technique that left no opening even for a hair’s breadth, and the sound of the strike was nearly imperceptible.
The protective unit from the Demon Hall guarding outside remained completely unaware of the situation unfolding within.
‘It resembles the Geuk Sal Mil Gak’s Sound-Breaking Silence technique.’
The Geuk Sal Mil Gak, the grand master of assassin secret arts, had techniques that sealed off entire spaces with overwhelming force.
There exists a technique called Danhyang Jeol-eum—a profound seal capable of perfectly blocking all sound from within.
When deployed, within that domain,
all sound and vibration can be completely suppressed, creating a state of absolute silence and soundlessness.
The chamber where Bu Eunseol now resided appeared to have such a technique woven throughout it, preventing any sound from leaking outward.
Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol countered the Masked Assassin’s technique by unfolding Yeonhon Isippal Soo—the grappling method of Nangya Sect.
Crack crack crack!
Tremendous sounds of splitting air erupted,
yet because a seal technique like Danhyang Jeol-eum had been deployed, only the faint whisper of fabric brushing against fabric echoed dimly within the chamber.
Crack, crack crack.
For a time, the bedroom resonated with faint sounds as Bu Eunseol and the Masked Assassin exchanged perilous moves.
Whoosh!
Unable to withstand Bu Eunseol’s grappling technique, the Masked Assassin abruptly shifted methods.
Was he not now employing a grappling technique remarkably similar to yet far more refined than Bu Eunseol’s Yeonhon Isippal Soo?
‘The subtlety of Ijang Bodan.’
The Masked Assassin had once been a master of Gae Bang.
Using the subtlety of Ijang Bodan—the very technique Seong Ryun wielded as his specialty—
he instantly mimicked Bu Eunseol’s grappling method while simultaneously elevating it further.
‘How nostalgic.’
Witnessing the Masked Assassin deploy the subtlety of Ijang Bodan, Bu Eunseol recalled her days among the Ten Demon Experts, when she risked her life in martial contests.
Those were times when each day hung by a thread, and she had never once entertained hopes of victory.
“Let’s see who’s better.”
Speaking tersely, Bu Eunseol, now invigorated, unfolded Yeonhon Isippal Soo with even greater speed.
Whoosh! Crack crack crack!
The Masked Assassin mimicked Bu Eunseol’s martial arts while advancing them,
yet Bu Eunseol had already reinvented the techniques of Yeonhon Isippal Soo, elevating both their power and subtlety.
Crack crack!
At last, struck by Bu Eunseol’s strikes to the Gyeol Bun and Gyeon Jeong pressure points, the Masked Assassin’s body staggered.
Seizing that opening without hesitation, Bu Eunseol instantly snatched away the Masked Assassin’s mask.
“Hmm.”
As the mask fell away, a peerless visage emerged—skin of pure white, deep black eyes, and a gaze of striking intensity.
It was Yu Baek.
“You were hasty.”
Bu Eunseol was scarcely surprised.
She had always known Yu Baek stood ready to strike her down at any moment.
But to begin an assassination attempt on the very day she first ventured into Gangho—that was unexpected.
“….”
Yu Baek merely gazed at Bu Eunseol, saying nothing.
“I don’t know what calculation drove you to attack me, but….”
Bu Eunseol, mid-sentence, fell silent.
Only then did I realize that black mist was billowing from Yu Baek’s entire body.
‘The Technique of Boundless Will?’
A method that not only solidified true energy into tangible form but could also unleash it like an infinite tide of darkness or disperse it like mist.
Ma Cheon Je’s secret art—the Technique of Boundless Will.
Whoooosh!
As Yu Baek’s Technique of Boundless Will coiled around Bu Eunseol’s body,
Crash!
Bu Eunseol countered with the Technique of Boundless Will, blocking Yu Baek’s assault.
Yet when it came to the Technique of Boundless Will itself,
Yu Baek’s version, having entered the complete formless demonic state through the Deletion Secret Method, ran far deeper.
Ultimately, Bu Eunseol’s body was wrapped tightly, and she found herself face-to-face with Yu Baek, their noses nearly touching.
Soft.
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s eyes flew wide open.
Yu Baek’s lips had covered hers.
‘This is…’
From Yu Baek’s lips, Bu Eunseol detected an extraordinarily sweet fragrance.
And she recalled the name of the most vicious aphrodisiac in all the Tianxia.
‘Heaven’s Joy and Earth’s Delight.’
Certain poisons, when singular, inflict no harm upon humans whatsoever.
Yet when two components combine, they can become a supreme toxin.
Heaven’s Joy and Earth’s Delight was created when the mild essence called Heaven’s Joy and the toxic herb called Earth’s Delight happened to merge—
the most peculiar aphrodisiac in all the Tianxia.
When a man and woman inhale it simultaneously,
it becomes a vicious aphrodisiac so potent that even death by the sword cannot stop the carnal act.
The smoke dispersed earlier through the tube was Heaven’s Joy, and the sweet powder that had clung to the lips was Earth’s Delight.
‘Why an aphrodisiac?’
Bu Eunseol could not conceal her shock.
Assassins resort to aphrodisiacs only as a last resort, when they must wield their bodies as weapons.
Because most cannot detoxify aphrodisiacs; they merely succumb to lust.
They do not lead to death.
—Hyuk Ryeon Eung is a cold-blooded man without tears, I know, but why would someone with such extraordinary martial talent be cast into the Mujeong Blood like that? Wi Cheon Gyeong’s murmur suddenly echoed in Bu Eunseol’s mind, and now she could finally grasp the answer.
‘A woman.’
Those of the Demonic Path prize strength above all and regard the continuation of their bloodline and legacy as paramount.
Hyuk Ryeon Eung’s martial arts in particular all belonged to the Yang-dominant lineage, impossible for a woman’s body to master.
Even if she could learn them, achieving mastery would be beyond dreaming.
Thus, without hesitation, he abandoned his own blood and cast her into the Mujeong Blood, that most cruel assassin organization.
Thus, without hesitation, he abandoned his own blood and cast her into the Mujeong Blood, that most cruel assassin organization.
Whoooosh.
The Technique of Boundless Will unfurling from Bu Eunseol’s body scattered like mist in an instant.
Poisoned by Heaven’s Joy and Earth’s Delight, her martial power dissipated in moments.
“Sigh.”
Yu Baek withdrew from the kiss, his expression tinged with reluctance as his lips parted from hers.
Bu Eunseol found herself unable to gather her wits, intoxicated by the sweet fragrance emanating from his lips.
Rip.
In that moment, Yu Baek extended his fingernails and began tearing the assassin’s garb he wore down the middle.
Beneath it, tightly wound white bandages came into view.
Rustle.
As he spun his body once, Yu Baek’s form transformed—now clad in a thin inner robe that left nothing to the imagination.
Whisper.
And when he loosened his bound hair, Bu Eunseol felt her breath catch in her throat.
Two eyes gleaming in the darkness sparkled like shattered jewels, and beneath a delicately sculpted nose, pale rose lips glistened.
Yet in stark contrast to that pristine, innocent face, her body’s curves were utterly sensual.
Until now, she had concealed her figure beneath bandages and drawn thick, masculine brows like a man.
She had been masquerading as an androgynous young scholar.

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