The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 124

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Chapter 124

Tal Baek-sal Wang Mag-gon examined a single commission letter brought by his subordinate, his lips curling into a smirk.

“Looking at things like this is truly amusing.”

“What do you find amusing, sir?”

“Righteous, evil, and demonic.”

“…?”

“Since ancient times, desire exists in everyone. Do you think those bald monks living together on Songshan are any different?”

Tap.

Tal Baek-sal Wang’s finger pointed to a section of the commission letter.

“Heh.”

The client for this assassination commission was the Moyong Family.

To hide their identity, they tried to leave no traces by going through a merchant group they secretly operated and third parties. However, there was no perfect disguise anywhere in the world.

Especially Salmak was a group with exceptional talent for uncovering such things.

“If you hide that desire well, you’re called righteous, and if you have no qualms about revealing desire, you’re called demonic.”

The Moyong Family’s secret target was Am-wang and his daughter Dang Yeong-ryeong.

“If you profit by feeding on desires like us, you’re called evil. Now, who among these would be the worst? Hehehe.”

Tal Baek-sal Wang stroked his beard while letting out a sinister laugh.

“Well then, shall we make some money and get revenge from 17 years ago?”

Tal Baek-sal Wang neatly folded the commission letter and put it in the safe.

If this had been 17 years ago, he would have refused immediately, but the current Dang Family seemed worth challenging.

His mind quickly began planning the next course of action.

Am-wang Dang Cheol-woo and Dang Yeong-ryeong walked side by side for the first time in far too long.

To anyone watching, the father and daughter’s faces were constantly filled with smiles, as if they had come out on a picnic.

Their destination, the Martial Arts Alliance, was located in Wuhan, the capital city of Hubei Province.

Both already anticipated that the journey there would be far from smooth.

However, right now they just wanted to enjoy this moment.

“Father.”

Dang Yeong-ryeong glanced up at Dang Cheol-woo walking beside her.

“Being like this with Father feels like a dream.”

“Father feels the same way. I can’t express how happy I am that what I longed for so much has come true.”

At Dang Cheol-woo’s heartfelt words, Dang Yeong-ryeong reached out and firmly grasped her father’s hand.

Honestly, she had never even imagined such a day would come.

“I’m relieved that you seem to have lived better than I thought, Ryeong-i.”

“Maegyo isn’t a place where only evil people live.”

Dang Yeong-ryeong, understanding the true meaning hidden in her father’s words, spoke calmly.

“Living as a person seems similar everywhere. There are good people anywhere, and those who aren’t, right? It’s just that Maegyo has no hesitation in revealing desires. It’s also a place where strength becomes the standard.”

“That’s not the righteous path.”

Dang Cheol-woo unconsciously showed slight rejection.

“But I think it’s better than hiding sinister nature behind false masks.”

Dang Yeong-ryeong’s sharp tone was pointing to the Namgung Family and Moyong Family.

How could he not know that his daughter’s words weren’t wrong?

However, having lived his entire life as a member of the righteous faction, he couldn’t help but feel conflicted.

“Look at Seolha. That young child came all this way to save Grandmother.”

Not only that.

Eok I-geon risked his life for others, fighting the Dok Gak Hwa-ryong to obtain the inner core.

That was an action even righteous faction members couldn’t easily perform.

Dang Cheol-woo, who had been nodding as if agreeing with his daughter’s words, suddenly burst into hollow laughter.

“But still, an unmarried girl being called grandmother. Hehe, hehehe!”

That was truly absurd to him.

“Still, isn’t your great-granddaughter cute?”

Thinking of Seolha, a smile naturally formed on Dang Yeong-ryeong’s lips.

“Yes, she is cute. The young one is quite spirited too. Sometimes the way she spoke reminded me of watching you, Ryeong-i.”

“I was able to endure because of Seolha. That young one did so many adorable things. She’s now more precious to me than my own life, Father.”

That could be seen just by watching the two of them together.

“After this matter ends and we return to the main house… how about we all go on a trip together before I leave for the Shin Sect?”

Dang Cheol-woo’s steps came to an abrupt halt.

“…Are you thinking of going back again?”

“I have to. I want to stay by Seolha’s side.”

The weight of 17 years pressed down on Dang Cheol-woo. He barely managed to hold back a heavy sigh that was about to escape.

“But what should we have for dinner?”

Dang Yeong-ryeong deliberately asked in a bright voice.

“What would you like to eat?”

Dang Cheol-woo also tried to respond cheerfully. He didn’t want to argue with his daughter about future matters already.

For now, he tried to push everything aside and focus on the present reality.

Rustle—

A gust of wind rubbed the grass leaves in the thicket together, making a pleasant sound.

“How about noodles?”

While asking his daughter’s opinion, Dang Cheol-woo subtly overlapped his middle finger and thumb.

Soon, energy shaped like a feather needle formed between his two fingers.

When Dang Cheol-woo flicked his fingers, the energy needle flew through the air.

Ping!

Following a faint sound of cutting through air, the rustling of grass leaves stopped abruptly.

“Noodles are a bit…”

Dang Yeong-ryeong looked at her father with an awkward smile.

“You loved noodles so much as a child, has your taste changed already?”

Dang Cheol-woo, having no idea that his daughter ran a noodle shop, wore a puzzled expression.

“You used to constantly pester the cook to make them for you.”

Rustle—

The wind that had stopped changed direction and blew again.

The forest sounds grew louder with the wind that was slightly stronger than before.

Ping! Ping ping!

“Then how about dumplings?”

When Dang Cheol-woo flicked his fingers again, the wind sounds soon quieted down.

“Dumplings aren’t really…”

“Ryeong-i, your taste has really changed a lot!”

Swoooosh—

Like dark clouds rolling in, a massive gale suddenly shook the forest as it swept through.

Dang Cheol-woo faced the wind with his whole body and spread both hands wide.

The energy flowing like threads from his hands quickly transformed into over ten needles that pierced through the wind.

Ping ping! Pibibibibibing!

“Then what on earth should we eat?”

Dang Cheol-woo muttered as if genuinely troubled.

The fierce wind sounds stopped.

But that was only for a brief moment.

“As long as it’s not noodles or dumplings, anything…”

Swoooooosh—

Wind sounds incomparably rougher than before could be heard.

At this, Dang Yeong-ryeong closed her mouth, and Dang Cheol-woo straightened both legs.

“I thought you would have understood by now.”

Am-wang’s eyes flashed with a sharp light.

“Tsk, rushing in like moths to a flame!”

Dang Cheol-woo shouted as he unleashed a powerful aura. His form stepped through the air and soared into the sky.

“Father.”

Dang Yeong-ryeong’s sleeves were already greatly swollen as she called out to Dang Cheol-woo.

“That’s wasteful for catching mere rats.”

Watching her father’s strong energy needle technique, Dang Yeong-ryeong shook her sleeves. Hundreds of feather needles burst from her swollen sleeves and shot up into the sky.

“Hehe!”

Dang Cheol-woo’s eyes curved like crescents at his daughter’s supporting fire.

But that was only momentary.

When Dang Cheol-woo extended his hand, the feather needles that densely filled the air were drawn to him as if attracted by magnetite.

Whoooong—

They made a sound like a swarm of bees.

“….”

Dang Cheol-woo floated in the air and looked down at the quiet forest.

The forest holding its breath.

The moths hiding within it.

They were Salmak assassins.

At Shaolin Temple, he had held back, but now there was no need for such restraint.

Am-wang had unleashed the extreme yin poison of Seolbaek Dokma. In response, the extreme yang poison, the energy of Dok Gak Hwa-ryong, also awakened.

As the extreme yin and yang forces intertwined, the surrounding air began to bubble and boil.

Gooooo—

Golden-red energy formed around Dang Cheol-woo’s body, and dark blue poison extended in hundreds of strands like silkworm cocoon threads. That poison immediately seeped into the feather needles.

Wheeeeeng—

The feather needles, transformed from a bee swarm into a hornet swarm, scattered in all directions.

A continuous thudding sound rang out like heavy raindrops pouring down.

There were no screams, no groans.

“Mum-eum-ru?”

Am-wang’s gaze, with his hands clasped behind his back, was directed toward a specific location.

“Hmm.”

When there was no answer to his question, Am-wang raised his palm upward.

Wheeeeeng—

Then hundreds of feather needles imbued with Seolbaek Dokma’s poison shot up into the air again.

“Shall I kill them all like this?”

Am-wang’s murderous voice shook the forest.

“Y-Yes, that’s right!”

A man who had been hiding in the thicket quickly jumped out and shouted.

He was Gok-sang, the assassination leader of Mum-eum-ru, one of Salmak’s five branches.

“Tell Talbaek Sal-wang that I’ll let it slide just this once.”

Gok-sang swallowed his dry saliva and nodded frantically.

“But if you touch the Dang Sect again….”

Dang Cheol-woo pointed his finger downward.

Kwaaaaang!

An area of about thirty zhang radius around him exploded as if a thunderbolt had struck.

Tssssss—

The entire area rapidly withered and dried up from the poison’s aftereffects.

Faced with such unreasonable martial prowess, Gok-sang lost his will to fight. This wasn’t the Am-wang they knew.

“Go!”

When Dang Cheol-woo’s pardon was given, the dying forest shook violently.

The surviving Mum-eum-ru assassins were too busy fleeing to even deploy their stealth techniques.

At that moment, Dang Cheol-woo was already looking elsewhere.

A place so distant that it could barely be seen even with enhanced vision.

There, Moyong Gwak, an elder dispatched from the Moyong Family to the Martial Arts Alliance, had been watching the entire situation unfold. His face was deathly pale.

“Gasp!”

For a moment, Moyong Gwak felt as if he had made eye contact with Dang Cheol-woo.

‘N-No way.’

It couldn’t be.

‘There’s no way he could have spotted me from such a distance!’

Moyong Gwak crouched low and hurriedly fled from his position.

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