The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 793

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Chapter 793.
“Brother Bu!”
The weathered gate swung open, and a man in azure robes burst forth with arms spread wide.
It was Hyuk So Jin.
“So Jin.”
“Haha! How long has it been?”
Hyuk So Jin grasped both of Bu Eunseol’s hands and shook them joyfully, as if dancing.
Bu Eunseol, who had set out to find the power of Sasin, had arrived at Jeol Cheon Myul Ji somewhat unexpectedly.
“What brings you here without word?”
“I was passing through and thought I’d stop by. It’s been a while since I’ve seen the elder, and I wanted to check on how Do Won Hyang is faring.”
“Is that so? Please, come inside.”
Like Jeomsoi welcoming a guest, Hyuk So Jin gestured continuously as he personally guided Bu Eunseol deeper within.
Then he called out loudly to Jeol Cheon Myul Ji.
“Grandfather! See who has come to visit!”
A grand banquet unlike any before unfolded at Jeol Cheon Myul Ji.
As a place where retired demon experts quietly dwelled, Jeol Cheon Myul Ji rarely held banquets even when ordinary guests arrived.
Even if one were held, it would be modest, confined to a small banquet hall.
But now, everyone from Jeol Cheon Myul Ji had emerged outside, celebrating with a grand and joyous banquet.
All because Bu Eunseol had arrived.
He had revived Jeol Cheon Myul Ji, which had been dying.
He had cured the despair that gripped the former demon experts and even healed the illness of Hyuk Gong Baek, the master.
He had completely transformed the life of Hyuk So Jin, the successor who had been wasting his talents in despair.
The greatest guest and benefactor of Jeol Cheon Myul Ji had arrived, and thus an unprecedented grand banquet began.
―Hahahaha.
At Bu Eunseol’s request, the banquet was held in Do Won Hyang, where the former demon experts were in seclusion.
Unlike before, the eyes of the elders dwelling in Do Won Hyang gleamed with vitality, and strength overflowed from them.
The twilight of a martial artist’s life can become somewhat desolate.
Especially for those whose cultivation had declined in their final years or who bore scars from injury, such feelings would be even more acute.
Bu Eunseol had restored the pride of the Jeol Cheon Myul Ji demon experts who had been cast aside.
He had not forgotten that the Demonic Path flourished because of their existence.
When the demon experts of Do Won Hyang breathed their last,
no matter how busy, the successor of the Demon Palace and the foremost new generation master of the Demonic Path would personally perform the funeral rites and craft the coffin.
And he would remain at their side until the very end, mourning them.
Merely by receiving such honor, the former demon experts could hold their heads high.
That their lives had not been in vain.
That their final moments were anything but shameful.
Bu Eunseol had made a promise to Jeol Cheon Myul Ji to secure their support: he would take full responsibility for the final days of the great demon experts of Do Won Hyang.
And he had kept that promise faithfully ever since.
―Wheeee. Boom!
The mischievous Hyuk So Jin had even prepared fireworks during the banquet and set them off.
Is it perhaps the nature of age to make one somewhat childlike?
The fireworks that adorned the night sky
were enjoyed far more by the elders of Do Won Hyang than by Bu Eunseol.
The banquet continued through the night, accompanied by endless laughter.
The next day.
Bu Eunseol shared conversation with the demons of Do Won Hyang, including Hyuk Gong Baek.
Whether as the successor to the Demon Palace or as the Muk Hon Ryeong Ju whose name resounded across Tianxia.
Bu Eunseol still treated the elders with the same gruff yet warm manner as she had during her days as one of the Ten Demon Immortals.
After spending the entire day in such conversation, Bu Eunseol quietly slipped away from Jeol Cheon Myul Ji as dawn broke.
As the organization had grown, both Hyuk Gong Baek and Hyuk So Jin were extraordinarily busy.
Yet if she announced her departure, they would surely try to stop her multiple times, or all the people of Jeol Cheon Myul Ji would struggle to see her off.
To avoid causing further trouble to those who had shown such generous hospitality despite her sudden visit,
Bu Eunseol intended to leave quietly.
After leaving Jeol Cheon Myul Ji and walking for some time, a branching passage appeared, and there stood a large tree.
A soft rustle.
Then, from behind the tree, a tall shadow revealed itself as if it had been waiting.
It was Hyuk So Jin.
“So Jin.”
“Let me accompany you.”
Hyuk So Jin spoke with a slight smile.
“Whether to Hell or to the ends of the Sky, I shall serve as your escort.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Do you think I would be fooled?”
Hyuk So Jin spoke with an utterly serious gaze.
“Your body is not normal. You’ve suffered a grave injury, haven’t you?”
Hyuk So Jin had traveled the Gangho with Bu Eunseol for a long time and knew all of her habits and expressions.
In particular, Bu Eunseol’s senses were so acute that she could detect the sound of leaves falling from over a hundred paces away.
During the banquet, he had set off the prepared fireworks.
The Bu Eunseol of old would have looked to the sky before the fireworks even burst in the heavens.
But Bu Eunseol only looked to the sky after the fireworks had already exploded.
And it was the same now.
She would have sensed beforehand that he was waiting here, and would have spoken to him before revealing herself.
In other words, Bu Eunseol was now
in a state where her superhuman senses—the foundation of any martial master—had completely collapsed.
If that were the case, it went without saying that her inner strength had diminished, and she had clearly suffered a severe injury.
Yet seeing how she had not uttered a single word and had maintained a calm smile throughout,
he had sensed her sudden departure and waited here for her first.
“Nonsense.”
Bu Eunseol dismissed it outright.
“If I were injured, I would seek treatment. Why would I have come here?”
“Because I need to treat you.”
A flash of light gleamed across Hyuk So Jin’s eyes.
“Through the Wind Cloud Divine Technique.”
“The Wind Cloud Divine Technique?”
“Didn’t you subtly ask the elders of Do Won Hyang about the legend of the Wind Divine Tower?”
Conviction filled Hyuk So Jin’s gaze.
“Then it must be the Wind Cloud Divine Technique that’s needed to restore Brother Bu’s body.”
Bu Eunseol remained silent.
He was right.
After examining my body’s condition over several days.
The only way to restore the severed divine senses and perception was to obtain one more of the four divine techniques.
And among the remaining divine techniques, the most reliable and quickest method to obtain was to find the Wind Divine Tower.
Though the Wind Divine Palace had ceased its Murim activities over a century ago, and its location remained hidden.
The Wind Divine Tower appeared periodically.
If I could find it, I could visit that place whenever I wished.
―Only they would know the location of the Wind Divine Tower.
After much deliberation, I sought out the former demon masters gathered at Jeol Cheon Myul Ji.
Those who had spent their lives criticizing Murim would surely have heard the legends of the Wind Divine Tower at least once.
And among them, there might be someone who knew clues about it.
“Hmm.”
Finishing my recollection, I exhaled a sigh.
“It’s dangerous.”
“Isn’t that what a journey through Gangho is all about?”
“The current landscape of Murim has completely changed.”
“The landscape, you say.”
I reluctantly shared information about Jin Ma and the Eight Immortals Heaven.
After all, once I obtained the Wind Cloud Divine Technique, this information would be disseminated through my intelligence network anyway.
“I see.”
Hyuk So Jin didn’t seem particularly surprised.
“It’s similar to the legends of Murim that Grandfather told me when I was young.”
Jeol Cheon Myul Ji is a place where the secret techniques of demon masters passed down through generations are stored.
Though Hyuk Gong Baek doesn’t belong to Samma Samjon, he is a great demon master of comparable standing…
Perhaps he already knew something about Jin Ma.
“If what Brother Bu says is true, then I must follow along.”
Hyuk So Jin laughed with confidence.
“If it weren’t dangerous, it wouldn’t be a journey through Gangho, and without danger, my martial prowess wouldn’t grow stronger.”
“So Jin.”
“If Brother Bu wanders Gangho alone while injured, how could I sleep peacefully?”
Bu Eunseol sighed.
When Hyuk So Jin showed such sincere concern and care, there was nothing I could say against it.
“If you step back, what becomes of Jeol Cheon Myul Ji and the elders?”
Hyuk So Jin realized this was permission and broke into a radiant smile.
“It’s fine. I’ve already handled most of what I needed to do. These days, the only pressing matter is the renovation work at Do Won Hyang.”
Bu Eunseol exhaled deeply and nodded.
“Very well. We’ll go together then.”
The moment permission was granted, Hyuk So Jin bounded up like an excited child.
At his young age, managing Jeol Cheon Myul Ji alongside his grandfather had left him no opportunity to venture into Gangho.
Yet now he would finally travel Gangho again with Bu Eunseol?
He felt so elated he could dance with unbridled joy.
“A wise decision indeed. Haha. Truthfully, who else could accompany Brother Bu if not me?”
Hyuk So Jin’s resonant voice echoed across the distant sky.
* * *
Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin unfurled their lightness techniques and traveled endlessly southward.
The legendary site of the Wind Divine Tower was none other than Okryong Seolsan.
Though Bu Eunseol had lost her supernatural perception and her inner strength had diminished considerably, she retained enough power to employ lightness techniques.
Still, Hyuk So Jin occasionally rented carriages for the journey.
When they procured carriages drawn by legendary thousand-li horses or blood-red steeds, they could travel swiftly without relying solely on lightness techniques.
It allowed for reasonably comfortable and rapid movement.
―Time slips away far too quickly.
Yet Bu Eunseol found even a single day’s hours precious beyond measure.
Ultimately, the two abandoned carriage travel entirely and pressed forward toward Okryong Seolsan using only lightness techniques.
By day they flew through the air; when night fell, they found suitable spots to rest under the stars.
During their previous travels through Gangho, they had journeyed primarily around Seong Do.
They had rarely slept beneath the open sky exposed to night dew.
But traversing such vast distances at speed left them no choice but to camp in the wilderness.
Crackle, crackle.
The sound of burning wood echoed through the silent, empty forest.
After half a day of continuous lightness techniques, Bu Eunseol and Hyuk So Jin rested in a forest valley where a stream flowed.
“Brother Bu. Are you in much pain?”
Hyuk So Jin gazed at Bu Eunseol with concern as he sat in meditation, eyes closed.
In the interim, he seemed to have grown gaunt, and his complexion was far from healthy.
“I had intended not to ask unless absolutely necessary.”
Hyuk So Jin drew a deep breath before speaking.
“But I feel I must understand your condition to some degree.”
Bu Eunseol slowly opened his eyes.
“All the vital energy within my body is blocked, and my inner strength remains at just under thirty years’ worth. Even my supernatural perception has vanished.”
“Your perception as well?”
Hyuk So Jin’s expression grew grave.
Inner strength could temporarily fade or be depleted—such things were possible.
But the loss of perception meant the complete erosion of a martial artist’s capabilities.
Bu Eunseol’s condition was far more serious than I had anticipated.
“What exactly happened to you?”
“Given Gwon In’s reputation for destroying everything, being exposed to bare flesh was a cheap price to pay.”
“So you did fight the Eight Immortals Heaven after all.”
From the moment Hyuk So Jin mentioned the Eight Immortals Heaven.
He had already surmised that Bu Eunseol had clashed with them and sustained injuries as a result.
“How formidable was Gwon In’s strength?”
However, since he hadn’t heard the detailed battle account, Hyuk So Jin seized this opportunity to inquire cautiously.
“Surely he wasn’t stronger than Samma, was he?”
Bu Eunseol recounted the battle with Gwon In to Hyuk So Jin in meticulous detail.
“Such a person held the lowest rank?”
Hyuk So Jin’s mouth fell open.
The tale of Jin Ma, who had manipulated the world through countless cycles of reincarnation across generations, seemed so grandiose as legend that it was difficult to believe.
Yet the Eight Immortals Heaven currently walked freely through Murim, and the individuals Bu Eunseol had encountered were tangibly real.
The fact that those from Incheon, positioned at the very bottom of Jin Ma’s retinue, could rival Murim’s mightiest warriors?
“Haha.”
Hyuk So Jin let out a hollow laugh.
It felt absurd and preposterous, like hearing an offensive curse from a complete stranger.
“I’ve always sensed something was amiss, but this feels like a tasteless joke.”
Hyuk So Jin shook his head and spoke again.
“So in the end, you sustained injuries from being struck by the Mujik Force?”
“That’s correct.”
“Is that even… possible?”
The Mujik Force transcended martial arts entirely—it was akin to a transcendent power that exceeded the limits of human capability.
Therefore, one could only defend against it by wielding the Mujik Force itself or channeling a comparable power.
Yet to block it with a bare body?
“The harmony I mastered possessed the function of neutralizing the Mujik Force’s power.”
“Harmony—you mean the technique of blending multiple martial arts together?”
“Similar, but different. The harmony I employ is, in simple terms, the alignment of force and the maximum strength I can manifest.”
Hyuk So Jin tilted his head, clearly bewildered.
Bu Eunseol had no choice but to explain harmony in greater detail.
After listening to the explanation for some time, Hyuk So Jin’s expression brightened.
“Then haven’t you actually entered the Mujik Realm? Harmony is also the Mujik Force, after all.”
“No. I eliminated the Mujik Equality and denied the very concept of the Mujik Realm itself.”
“I don’t understand. You denied the Mujik Realm as a concept, yet how can you manifest a force capable of opposing the Mujik Force?”
“The system of realms is perceived as absolute truth, but in reality, it contains the individuality and disposition of each person. In other words, it’s an imprecise classification.”
Bu Eunseol explained calmly.
“Therefore, even those at the same realm do not possess equal power. This is why martial artists classify them as early, mature, and late stages, but even that proves insufficient.”
“I see.”
“Most importantly, the very word ‘realm’ constrains martial artists without their knowledge, binding them to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors.”
“Is it because of the classification of abilities according to one’s level?”
“Similar. Those who reached the Mujik Gyeong naturally accepted it when the Mujik Deung Gak was manifested. Because the masters who reached the Mujik Gyeong did so.”
Hyuk So Jin stroked his chin as understanding dawned on him.
“Then you questioned it and refused to accept it.”
“Correct. My goal was never something as trivial as the Mujik Gyeong.”
When I first learned martial arts, my goal was somewhat vague—to never lose to anyone.
But as I encountered and clashed with the formidable masters who dominated the Murim, that goal became far more concrete.
It was to render the terrifying power they wielded as ordinary as that of a common human.
And such resolve.
Could not align with the martial cultivation levels and systems that had been known as truth until then.
This allowed me to abandon the Mujik Gyeong without hesitation.
“I see.”
Only then could Hyuk So Jin fully comprehend my words.
“Even the Mujik Gyeong, the realm all martial artists dream of, was not enough for you.”
Bu Eunseol shook her head.
“It was not a matter of insufficiency, but of complete indifference. I simply walked my own path.”
The warriors of the Murim had yearned for the Mujik Gyeong as if bound by covenant.
And they believed the Cheon Yi Gyeong to be the unreachable realm of Cheon Oe Cheon that no one had ever attained.
But Bu Eunseol was different.
I entered the Murim only for vengeance.
I did not even possess the awareness that I was a warrior of the Murim.
Therefore, I had never yearned for or desired the martial cultivation levels that had been established until now.
“However, I suspect you would not have turned away from the Mujik Gyeong for that reason alone.”
Hyuk So Jin knew my character far too well.
Merely from doubt.
With only the reason of walking my own path.
I would not have rejected the Mujik Deung Gak.
“Of course not.”
Bu Eunseol explained the circumstances when she first sensed the Mujik Deung Gak.
“When the Mujik Deung Gak manifested, it did not feel like a necessary step to reach the Mujik Gyeong. Rather, it felt like a heart demon.”
“A heart demon?”
“Yes. The phenomenon I called the ‘Mujik Capacity’ at the time felt as though it was demanding I choose one.”
The Mujik Deung Gak first manifested when I unfolded Harmony.
And that manifestation felt as if.
Upon reaching the Mujik Gyeong, I could choose one Mujik Capacity like Harmony.
But from my perspective.
No matter how tremendous the ability displayed, ‘Harmony’ was merely one of the subtleties of martial cultivation.
It was neither the realm I had dreamed of nor my ultimate goal.
Therefore, rather than the Mujik Deung Gak being a sign of reaching the Mujik Gyeong,
I thought it might instead be a heart demon that would bind me to a single power.
“I understand what you’re saying, Bu Hyung.”
Hyuk So Jin exhaled deeply.
Despite listening intently to the explanation, he found it utterly overwhelming.
The more he heard.
The more Bu Eunseol seemed like some unknowable entity.
Because his thoughts and theories.
Were reducing to nothing all the martial arts systems created by the great masters who had sustained the Murim until now.
“Perhaps such a thought was only possible for you, Bu Hyung.”
Hyuk So Jin expressed his honest feelings.
“Ordinary martial artists can’t easily manifest the Mujik Gyeong, and they can’t store diverse forces within their bodies in the first place.”
The ability to manifest the force that Bu Eunseol called harmony.
Was precisely because so many different powers were intermingled within his body.
And in truth, that alone was already equivalent to completing an entirely new martial arts system.
In the history of the Murim, no martial artist had ever possessed such power simultaneously.
“Exactly. Perhaps it was because of that I could view the Mujik Gyeong from a different perspective and see the manifestation of Mujik Deung Gak differently.”
Bu Eunseol acknowledged this as well.
If I had walked a single path like ordinary martial artists and devoted myself entirely to mastering only one true martial art?
I might never have suppressed the manifestation of Mujik Deung Gak or even considered taking a different path.
“Simply possessing the Ishin Ki means I already own a power within my body that transcends the principles of martial arts. Moreover….”
Bu Eunseol, about to mention that his inner force had surpassed ten decades, shook his head.
“Well, something like that.”
“But if you obtain the Poong Sin Ki, will your body truly recover? How can you guarantee that?”
“In truth, the Gyeong Ha Ki is still eating away at my body. And the Ishin Ki is holding it back.”
Even with harmony dimly circulating, even with the Mujik capacity called Gyeong Ha Ki infiltrating his body.
The reason his body didn’t shatter and die immediately was precisely because the Ishin Ki was holding it at bay.
“With two forces fiercely holding it back, three would allow you to completely push it out, wouldn’t it?”
Bu Eunseol nodded.
“Correct. In this situation, I can neither expel nor eliminate the Gyeong Ha Ki.”
“Then wouldn’t it be worth asking Gak Ju? Or there’s also Ma Cheon Je.”
“The Gyeong Ha Ki and Ishin Ki are in perfect opposition, perfectly balanced. If someone were to use external force to eliminate the Gyeong Ha Ki from this state… my body would simply burst apart.”
Hyuk So Jin nodded.
If there was something inside the body that would burst immediately upon being touched?
It absolutely had to be resolved from within.
If external force intervened, the probability of things going wrong was far higher.
“You’ve chosen the simple solution. If two forces are insufficient, then obtaining three will suffice.”
“Precisely.”
Having grasped the entire situation, Hyuk So Jin let out a long sigh.
“Having multiple forces like you, Bu Hyung, isn’t unconditionally good either. If you can’t master them perfectly… it becomes worse than not having them at all.”
“Well said.”
Bu Eunseol nodded.
“That’s why the iron masters of old enhanced their martial prowess by selecting a single internal cultivation method and a single martial art, refining them to the pinnacle of mastery. Concentrating on one path proves far swifter than scattering oneself across many.”
In truth, my acquisition of such diverse powers had never been my own design.
Fate had bestowed upon me these varied strengths and martial techniques, and I simply accepted what was given.
Had I not possessed such expansive vision and exceptional aptitude from the start?
I could never have embraced such overwhelming power in the first place.
“We will surely find the Wind Divine Tower and obtain the Wind Cloud Divine Technique.”
Hyuk So Jin spoke with conviction, his fist clenching tight.
“I will find it for you, no matter what.”
In truth, his physical condition deteriorated with each passing moment, his blood vessels gradually stiffening as time wore on.
Yet I harbored no particular concern.
Instead, I offered a serene and peaceful smile.
With Hyuk So Jin at my side, we would surely locate the Wind Divine Palace and obtain the Wind Cloud Divine Technique.

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