The Great Heavenly Demon Sovereign - Chapter 91

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Chapter 91.
Bu Eunseol, who had set out alongside Dang Gon, had drawn near to the Sichuan Capital.
If she deployed her movement technique with full intent, she could reach the Dang Family Territory within a day.
In a deep forest near Ja Yang.
*Click.*
Bu Eunseol sheathed the ink-black sword she had been holding. Dang Gon, standing beside her, stretched his hand upward.
*Whoosh. Thud.*
A circular projectile descended from the distant sky in a wide arc, landing in his palm. It was the Blood Feather Dart, one of the eight signature weapons of the Dang Family.
*Drip, drip, drip.*
A crimson liquid—like red pigment—streamed down the cheeks and foreheads of both Bu Eunseol and Dang Gon.
They had just finished a fierce battle against the masters of the Dang Family’s Dok Rim Party.
“Haa….”
Dang Gon exhaled deeply and spoke in a low voice.
“I’ve lost count of how many times this has happened.”
The journey from Geum Jeong Mountain back to the Sichuan Capital had been nothing short of a blood-soaked gauntlet.
At every waypoint, masters sent by Dang Bi, the second son of the Sichuan Dang Family, had set up ambushes, and assassins from the Hyeol Su Moon had poured forth relentlessly.
Though they had deliberately taken the sparse outer roads to avoid pursuit, there was no escape from their hunters.
“I am ashamed.”
Dang Gon’s expression grew embarrassed as he gazed upon Bu Eunseol, drenched in blood.
“Had you not shielded me with your mystical and unfathomable swordsmanship, I would surely have fallen to the assassins of the Hyeol Su Moon this time.”
The Hyeol Su Moon.
They were among the most vicious assassination sects in Tianxia, unafraid to embed explosives and projectiles directly into their own bodies.
For such a ruthless organization to be hired wholesale and unleashed upon them meant that survival should have been impossible.
Yet Bu Eunseol had not only sensed the assassins’ attacks beforehand but had also used her diamond-shaped sword technique to intercept every strike aimed at Dang Gon.
“It was a promise. Think nothing of it.”
As Bu Eunseol turned away calmly, Dang Gon offered a wry smile.
“Still, your swordsmanship is utterly beyond tracing its origins. Could it be the technique you learned at this Cheon Geom Hoe?”
“It is.”
“What a shame. Had I known you would abandon the position of successor, I would have sworn an oath myself and mastered that technique.”
As Dang Gon lamented this,
*Whistle.*
A sound of air splitting echoed as a shadow descended from the distant sky like a great roc. It was Heuk Pyo.
*Thud.*
Heuk Pyo landed and, seeing Bu Eunseol and Dang Gon soaked in blood, asked carefully.
“Are you both well?”
“No need for concern.”
Bu Eunseol waved her hand dismissively.
“What of the Dang Family’s movements?”
If she deployed her technique, she could enter directly before the Dang Family compound.
But those who pursued always laid their traps more densely as one drew closer to the destination.
Bu Eunseol had sent Heuk Pyo ahead to scout the situation at the Dang Family.
“That is….”
Heuk Pyo, who had been hesitating while glancing at Dang Gon, continued speaking.
“Warriors dressed in cyan robes are scattered all throughout Gwan Do. However, the Dang Family is pretending not to notice.”
“If they’re wearing cyan robes, they must be elite masters from the Jeol Dok Dae under the Second Young Master’s command.”
Heuk Pyo noticed Dang Gon’s expression darkening in an instant and asked.
“Are they strong?”
“Rather than strong… if the Jeol Dok Dae has appeared, it means the Second Young Master is there as well.”
Only then did Heuk Pyo realize a certain fact and opened his mouth.
The Family Head’s second son, Dang Bi, is guarding the front gate with his elite masters?
If that were the case, to enter the Dang Family compound, one would have to get past Dang Bi, a direct blood relative standing in the way.
But such a thing could never happen in Sichuan, nor should it ever happen.
“So we cannot kill him or wound him.”
“Correct.”
Dang Gon glanced at Bu Eunseol.
Bu Eunseol had reached a realm so extraordinary that even its depth could not be gauged.
But could she pass through without harming Dang Bi, who had inherited the Dang Family’s secret techniques? Such a thing seemed impossible.
“How interesting.”
As Bu Eunseol smiled faintly, Heuk Pyo’s complexion changed.
“Young Master. He is the Second Young Master of the Dang Family. The moment you harm him, you must abandon entering the Dang Family.”
“I’ll handle it myself.”
Bu Eunseol held a smile at the corner of her lips.
Dozens of masters unleashing poison techniques and hidden weapons. She would only need to block them, not counterattack.
That meant she had seized the greatest opportunity to practice the Musang Cheonryu’s Hwan Gwi Bon Ju and the Neung Hyung Eo Geom to their absolute limits.
“The assassins who came at me until now used such predictable assassination techniques that it was boring.”
Bu Eunseol, showing her white teeth, murmured with delight.
“Now I can finally test myself properly.”
Bu Eunseol, smiling faintly, spoke to Heuk Pyo in a low voice.
“I will break through that place, so you come slowly with him.”
Thud! Whoosh!
Bu Eunseol soared into the sky, unfolded her divine movement technique, and flew like the wind toward the area where the Dang Family stood in Gwan Do.
“….”
Heuk Pyo and Dang Gon, witnessing this, exchanged glances with expressions filled with dread.
―We must stop her!
The same thought flashed through both their minds,
Whoosh whoosh! Boom!
Dang Gon and Heuk Pyo simultaneously unfolded their divine movement techniques and began pursuing Bu Eunseol.
“Stop!”
“Young Master!”
The two pushed their divine movement techniques to their limits, but they could not even catch a glimpse of Bu Eunseol’s back.
‘He’s about to do something reckless because of me!’
Dang Gon was laboring under a grave misunderstanding.
He believed Bu Eunseol had ventured onto the battlefield alone to prevent fratricidal slaughter among the brothers.
“Wait!”
Whoosh!
Dang Gon expended every last drop of his inner power, unfurling his movement technique with desperate intensity.
At last, he passed through Gwan Do and the massive gates of the Sichuan Dang Family came into view.
Before the main entrance stood dozens of masters clad in garments of lizard-like emerald hue—the Jeol Dok Dae.
And before them, Bu Eunseol stood with a single sword slung across her back, slowly lowering her stance.
“Stop!”
Dang Gon descended beside Bu Eunseol with a cry as thunderous as a lion’s roar.
“Pay them no mind. Let us… fight together!”
Seeing Dang Gon gasping for breath, Bu Eunseol’s brow furrowed.
“I will do this alone.”
“Hehehehe, so you’ve finally come.”
The ranks of the Jeol Dok Dae parted, and a broad-shouldered man strode forth with arrogant laughter.
His thin lips and dark-shadowed eyes gave him a sinister, cruel countenance.
It was Dang Bi, the second son of the current Sichuan Dang Family Lord.
“But you shall never set foot in the main residence.”
“I must see the Family Lord!”
“Young Master!”
At that moment, Heuk Pyo also arrived and took his place beside Bu Eunseol.
“You must not kill them under any circumstances.”
“Do not interfere.”
As Dang Gon and Heuk Pyo muddled their way in, Bu Eunseol frowned and took a step forward.
She was curious to see what methods the Jeol Dok Dae would employ against her, and how far the Hwan Gwi Ben Ju and the Neung Hyeong Eo Geom would prove effective against the Dang Family’s finest elite.
“You cannot go alone.”
At that, Dang Gon hastily positioned himself beside Bu Eunseol.
“And even if I must die, you shall not suffer a scratch!”
Though his words implied they would die together, Bu Eunseol’s eyes betrayed profound disappointment.
“Must you truly interfere?”
“What… do you mean?”
“If you join me, will not their attacks divide into two separate vectors?”
Faced with such an absurd answer, Dang Gon stammered.
“You dislike their attacks splitting in two… so you wish to fight alone?”
“Precisely. I wish to see them bring their full might to bear.”
Dang Gon’s eyes widened as though struck from behind.
Now he understood—Bu Eunseol was a battle maniac who reveled in mortal combat.
“Surely, even so, you cannot….”
In that instant, a flicker of profound disappointment crossed Bu Eunseol’s gaze.
Seeing this, Dang Gon could not help but let his shoulders droop.
“…I understand. Do as you wish.”
But soon after, Dang Gon spoke with renewed resolve.
“However, if you falter, I will cut down every master of the main family to bring you back.”
It was a touching declaration, but Bu Eunseol shook her head calmly.
“That will not come to pass.”
Drawing the Silent Sword, Bu Eunseol walked forward with unwavering confidence.
At last, one of the Dang Family’s greatest martial forces—the Jeol Dok Dae—was about to clash with Bu Eunseol.
“Wait.”
At that moment, a man standing beside Dang Bi stepped forward before Bu Eunseol and clasped his hands respectfully.
“I am Dang Sa Woon, commander of the Jeol Dok Dae.”
Dang Sa Woon was the third son among the five brothers of Dang Pae, the current patriarch of the Sichuan Dang Family, and the son of Dang Sung.
Since Dang Sung supported not the eldest but Dang Bi as his successor, his son Dang Sa Woon had naturally become commander of the Jeol Dok Dae under Dang Bi’s authority.
Click.
Bu Eunseol sheathed the Silent Sword once more.
One could not turn away when a master of the Dang Family offered a proper salute.
“I am Bu Eunseol.”
“I know. You are the champion of the Jeong Mu Dae Hoe from Donghyo Seorang.”
Dang Sa Woon spoke with courtesy.
“But this is an internal matter of the main family. Would it not violate the principles of Murim for a third party to interfere in a succession dispute?”
In that instant, Bu Eunseol’s brows rose sharply.
She had not anticipated that Dang Sa Woon would employ persuasion rather than direct force to make her withdraw.
“I am no third party.”
Bu Eunseol, who had been staring at Dang Sa Woon, spoke with resolute conviction.
“I am Dang Gon’s close friend.”
“A close friend?”
“Yes. When a friend is about to be killed before my eyes, I cannot simply stand and watch.”
In that moment, Dang Sa Woon’s expression shifted.
“You would die for him?”
“I will not die.”
Bu Eunseol’s lips curved into a cold smile.
“I came to bring him into the Dang Family, not to perish.”
“So you are resolved. Very well.”
Observing Bu Eunseol’s unwavering resolve, Dang Sa Woon raised one arm without hesitation.
“Open formation!”
The Jeol Dok Dae was one of the Dang Family’s greatest martial forces.
Moreover, the Five Poison Sand Fire Formation they deployed was a formation technique that unleashed the Dang Family’s renowned poison arts without restraint—something that could not be overcome by martial prowess alone.
“Stop!”
At that moment, the great gates of the Dang Family burst open, and Wi Sa, clad in black martial robes, rushed out.
“Cease this combat and admit Dang Gon and his companions into the main family—this is an order!”
“What?”
Dang Bi sprang to his feet and spun around.
“Who issued such an order?”
“That’s enough!”
At that moment, a lean man emerged before the main gate with a sharp cry.
His complexion was deathly pale, yet his eyes gleamed like a pristine lake, and his entire bearing radiated an austere, otherworldly dignity.
He was Dang Ryeong, the eldest son of the current Dang Family patriarch, Dang Pae.
“Let them in. Sa Woon.”
At Dang Ryeong’s solemn command, Dang Sa Woon glanced toward Dang Bi before speaking.
“I beg your pardon, but I cannot obey that order. This is a matter of propriety….”
“Father has commanded that they be admitted to the Dang Family.”
“The patriarch himself… you say?”
Dang Ryeong nodded firmly.
“Indeed. Now let them in at once.”
In that instant, Dang Bi’s face turned to ice.
Crunch.
His jaw clenched tight, he gave Dang Sa Woon a subtle nod.
Dang Sa Woon clasped his hands and bowed his head.
“I accept the order. Dismantle the formation!”
At Dang Sa Woon’s command, the Jeol Dok Dae, who had been maintaining their formation, retreated with a thunderous rumble.
“Hmph!”
Dang Bi snorted derisively and turned inward, whereupon Dang Sa Woon clasped his hands toward Dang Ryeong.
“I shall take my leave now.”
“Go ahead.”
Once Dang Sa Woon and the Jeol Dok Dae had completely withdrawn, Dang Ryeong smiled toward Dang Gon.
“Welcome home.”
“Elder Brother.”
As Dang Gon clasped his hands, Dang Ryeong patted his shoulder.
“You’ve endured much hardship. Your face bears many marks of it.”
“It is nothing.”
At those warm words, Dang Gon’s voice grew thick with emotion as he lowered his head.
Dang Ryeong patted his shoulder once more, then clasped his hands toward Bu Eunseol, who stood beside him.
“You must be Bu Eunseol, the Bu clan’s heroine.”
Dang Ryeong bowed his head slightly toward Bu Eunseol with clear, luminous eyes.
“I hear you risked your life and came here for our third brother. I am deeply grateful for such a profound….”
Dang Ryeong’s words trailed off.
Bu Eunseol was glaring at him with eyes that burned like raging flames, terrifying in their intensity.
Shink.
Bu Eunseol irritably sheathed her sword and turned away coldly.
“There’s nothing to thank me for. It was my own affair.”
Dang Ryeong stammered, unable to fathom why Bu Eunseol was treating him with such coldness.
“Have I… perhaps made some mistake, miss?”
“No.”
Yet Heuk Pyo, observing the exchange, found it difficult to suppress his laughter.
Dang Ryeong had halted the activation of the Five Poison Sand Fire Formation to save Bu Eunseol.
From Bu Eunseol’s perspective, it was as though she had been about to take a bite of an exquisitely delicious delicacy when she was suddenly interrupted.
However, unaware of this situation, Dang Ryeong could only flounder helplessly before Bu Eunseol’s lethal demeanor.

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