The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 133
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Chapter 133
Cheonpung-gak located within the Martial Arts Alliance Headquarters.
This was an exclusive pavilion that only the Namgung Family could use.
As soon as he entered the place, Namgung Cheon closed his eyes and struggled to suppress his killing intent.
Maintaining composure was not particularly difficult for him normally.
However, today this anger simply would not subside.
Though he maintained a relatively calm appearance outwardly, the energy surrounding him was like the calm before a storm.
‘Am-wang, Dang Cheol-woo…’
Namgung Cheon already knew through a messenger pigeon sent by Namgung Wook that he had reached the Hwa-gyeong realm.
Namgung Wook had immediately reported what Moryong Gwak had witnessed.
At first, he dismissed it as an exaggerated story.
Just as there were levels within Hwa-gyeong, the same applied to Hwa-gyeong itself.
Even if he had broken through the wall of Hwa-gyeong and ascended to Hwa-gyeong, he was confident that Dang Cheol-woo could not match him.
That was because Namgung Cheon considered himself a seeker of the sword’s path.
Until now, he had devoted himself to training without wasting a single day.
Compared to that, what about Dang Cheol-woo?
As the price of excessive greed, he had spent over ten years bedridden.
How could such a person reach the Hwa-gyeong realm?
Even if he had somehow barely overcome Seolbaek Poison Demon’s poison and barely crossed the wall of Hwa-gyeong through heavenly fortune, that would be hard to believe, but Hwa-gyeong?
‘Just how exactly…’
A spiritual creature perhaps?
Or maybe he had taken some spiritual pill?
Could it be that Shaolin Temple gave him Daehwandan…?
No, he couldn’t sense any Buddhist energy.
It made no sense.
How could Dang Cheol-woo, how dare he…!
“Grr!”
He could tell immediately through the clash of energies.
Dang Cheol-woo’s level was at minimum equal to his own, or perhaps even half a level higher.
‘Why! Why…!’
Eventually, the anger he had been suppressing exploded.
Crash!
The decorations and furnishings filling the room were shattered to pieces by Namgung Cheon’s energy.
“My lord!”
At that moment, Namgung Min, the leader of Changung Squad, the Namgung Family’s elite military unit directly under the family head, burst in.
“If it’s not urgent…”
“The Changcheon Squad has been annihilated!”
“…What?”
Once again, killing intent exploded.
Bang!
The door that Namgung Min had opened and entered through turned to dust and scattered.
“Say that again. What did you say?”
Namgung Cheon asked his subordinate, unable to believe it at all. His eyes were bloodshot.
Changung Squad leader Namgung Min clearly repeated his words.
“All members of the Changcheon Squad dispatched to Hang-seong Hyeon have died.”
All dead.
Namgung Cheon’s eyes, which had been filled with rage, wavered.
“…San-i? My grandson San-i…!”
In this moment, he showed the face of a grandfather worried about his grandson.
“We could not find any trace of the young master at the scene. For some unknown reason, it seems he was not there from the beginning.”
“Haa.”
Namgung Cheon finally let out a sigh of relief.
“We have immediately put in a request to the Beggar’s Sect to track the young master’s whereabouts.”
It was a quick decision befitting a Changung Squad leader. He was a satisfactory subordinate who moved on his own initiative, as befitting someone who had served by his side for a lifetime.
“Well done. Then what happened to Hwangbo Un?”
As his worry about his grandson somewhat subsided, Namgung Cheon recalled the most urgent problem.
“He concealed his traces and disappeared.”
“What? Haha! Hahahaha!”
At the Changung Squad leader’s report, Namgung Cheon burst into laughter.
The louder his laughter became, the more the Cheonpung-gak building shook and the roof tiles rattled.
After a moment, when his laughter completely subsided, what appeared in Namgung Cheon’s eyes was cold determination.
“I have harbored too much warmth on the lonely path of seeking the Way.”
It was when Namgung Cheon was muttering this.
Martial Arts Alliance Elder Namgung Wook came running in frantically, calling for him.
“Un, Uncle! No, Family Head!”
Namgung Wook was trembling with anxiety as if he had committed high treason.
Namgung Cheon frowned and asked.
“What’s the matter?”
“Do, don’t be surprised!”
Namgung Wook bit his lips and hesitated before barely managing to reply.
“Hw, Hwangbo Un! That man just… passed through the main gate of the Martial Arts Alliance.”
Namgung Cheon’s eyes contorted.
“Who entered the city?”
“Hwangbo Un. That Hwangbo Un!”
“So where is he now?”
“He headed to Chim-neok Hall.”
Chim-neok Hall was where the Sichuan Tang School resided.
The Dang Family was harboring Hwangbo Un, who had supposedly disappeared without a trace?
Then was it also the Dang Family who annihilated the Changcheon Squad!
“What were you doing there? If you saw Hwangbo Un, you should have captured him immediately!”
Namgung Cheon’s angry voice rang throughout Cheonpung-gak.
Namgung Wook had no proper excuse and could only bow his head and tremble.
“This fool, that fool!”
There were too many unsatisfactory people in this world.
“Changung Squad leader Namgung Min, listen.”
Finally, Namgung Cheon commanded the Changung Squad leader.
“Yes, my lord.”
“Bring Family Head Hwangbo immediately.”
“Command!”
The Changung Squad leader disappeared like the wind.
Namgung Cheon instructed Namgung Wook, who was both a Martial Arts Alliance Elder and his nephew.
“You go and summon Family Head Moyong Tae-sang.”
It seemed they would need to make major revisions to their plans.
A separate room in Chim-neok Hall.
As soon as I sat facing Grandmother, I excitedly began to speak.
“Grandmother, did you see?”
“See what, child?”
“People’s reactions! Did you see how everyone was smitten by Great-grandfather!”</Human: You are an ELITE PROFESSIONAL TRANSLATOR for Korean web novels (COMMERCIAL QUALITY).
Ah, thinking about that moment again made my chest swell with pride.
Now no one would dare look down on the Sichuan Tang School.
All those who were saying the Dang Family should be removed from the Five Great Families must have their mouths shut tight, right?
“Child, grandmother was there too, you know?”
When I boasted about Am-wang Grandfather’s prowess as if it were my own, Grandmother looked exasperated.
“I know that too! Grandmother, don’t you know such things?”
“What doesn’t grandmother know?”
“My great-great-grandfather is this amazing! So if anyone messes around, they die! Something like that feeling?”
“Child, who’s dying! Ever since you started learning martial arts, you only talk nonsense!”
It was the moment Grandmother’s palm was heading toward my back.
“Ahem!”
Am-wang Grandfather cleared his throat as if telling us to stop.
The very grandfather was synchronized with me, puffing out his chest and lifting his chin.
“Ling, it’s father!”
“That’s right! You’re my great-great-grandfather!”
Suddenly Grandmother looked back and forth between me and Am-wang Grandfather, then let out a laugh as if she found it absurd.
“Hahaha!”
“Hehe!”
Am-wang Grandfather and I burst into laughter too, laughing loudly together.
“But what happened?”
After laughing for a while, Grandmother examined my body and tilted her head as if something was strange.
“Yes, you’ve changed a lot as Ling-ling said.”
Great-great-grandfather’s gaze moved to me and Eok I-geon sitting beside me.
“Such clear energy. Did you borrow the power of Buddhism?”
As expected of a master at the Transcendent realm, his insight was sharp.
Even without saying it, he seemed to notice that Daehwandan was involved.
Once again, I spoke of others’ abilities as if they were my own accomplishment.
“I used the extraordinary meridians.”
“Extraordinary meridians?”
“Um…”
…Since it’s hard to explain, Young Master, please come out.
I boldly tossed it to Eok I-geon.
“It wouldn’t have been possible without the Sichuan Tang School’s Heavenly Energy Peak Meridian Acupuncture and Shaolin Temple’s Daehwandan.”
Eok I-geon’s explanation was extremely brief.
I could do that much too, you know?
You should have said more than that, right?
Despite my doubts, Am-wang Grandfather seemed to understand everything from just that short explanation.
“Oho!”
He even slapped his knee in admiration.
Is this what conversations between masters are like?
Grandmother also nodded repeatedly.
“It’s an unprecedented, groundbreaking idea.”
“Young Master is totally like a genius, right? Right?”
Even though I didn’t create it, I felt incredibly proud.
“But Grandmother.”
I put away my smile and looked at Grandmother seriously.
“Yes?”
“You have to meet Uncle Hwangbo Un, right?”
“…Who?”
“Hwangbo Un, who was the deputy leader of the Dark Four.”
Belatedly, surprise filled Grandmother’s eyes.
“Seolha, you, you…!”
“Didn’t I tell you? That I would definitely find him and bring him back.”
“So you really found him?”
“Of course!”
I briefly laid out what had happened.
“If we’d been even a little late, he would have died. The Changcheon Squad was already positioned there, you know? Those bad guys!”
I told Grandmother everything except the part about me collapsing the building.
“Oh my! Well done, my child! You did well to save him and bring him back!”
Grandmother was greatly relieved after hearing my story and comforted me.
She seemed happier that Hwangbo Un had returned alive than that we had secured a witness.
Our grandmother has such a kind heart.
“You’ll meet him, right?”
Grandmother seemed to think for a moment, then answered calmly.
“I should. What good would it do to resent him now? He had his circumstances. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes. I’m unconditionally on Grandmother’s side.”
Honestly, I wasn’t, but Grandmother seemed already prepared to forgive him.
Right then, as if it were planned, Hwangbo Un entered the separate room. Cheon-gang and Seo-ryeon had brought him. Yu-un’s figure was also visible beyond the door.
“L-Leader…!”
As soon as Hwangbo Un saw Grandmother, he fell to his knees and wailed.
The man crying as if the world had collapsed, with his face clearly showing signs of illness, looked pitiful even to me.
“…”
Grandmother silently rose from her seat and approached Hwangbo Un.
“Thank you for staying alive, Deputy Leader.”
When Grandmother’s hand touched his shoulder, Hwangbo Un let out an even deeper cry.
We got up and left the room.
Though seventeen years couldn’t be bridged in an instant, Grandmother and Hwangbo Un needed time alone together.
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