The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 137

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Chapter 137

They say revenge begins with a single step.

I intended to take that step very boldly.

“Where are you going?”

Eok I-geon followed behind me as I left the Martial Arts Alliance.

I asked Cheon-gang and Seo-ryeon, who were also trying to follow, to help Grandmother instead.

Following Hwangbo Un’s death, even Hwangbo Sik’s arm had been cut off.

I didn’t even want to imagine what Grandmother must be feeling right now.

“To the Hao Clan.”

I answered with a voice dripping with venom.

“The Hao Clan?”

“Yes.”

“Do you even know where the Hao Clan is?”

“Of course.”

“Really?”

Eok I-geon looked at me as if surprised.

I recited the exact line I had seen in the novel.

“It’s everywhere and nowhere.”

“Ho, you really do know.”

Of course I do.

“And I’m really angry right now, so please don’t talk to me.”

I need to concentrate to find that Hao Clan.

“Would killing Namgung Cheon be enough?”

“…What?”

“I think I could definitely kill that guy.”

Oh, again!

How many times have I heard this repertoire?

I always notice this, but Eok I-geon says he’ll kill someone for me in such an affectionate way.

If I don’t find that strange anymore, does that mean I’m not normal either?

Sometimes I think I even get excited by those words.

“The demonic energy would be a problem, but I could just escape well afterward.”

“Are you planning to start a war between the righteous and demonic factions?”

At my question, Eok I-geon pondered for a moment before nodding.

“Then instead of making a fuss about revenge and whatnot, why not conquer Jungwon while we’re at it…!”

I quickly raised my hand to cover his mouth.

Are you crazy?

This is Wuhan, Wuhan!

We’re in the heart of the Martial Arts Alliance!

I frantically looked around to see if anyone had heard. Fortunately, there was no one nearby.

“You’re not going to say what you just said anymore, okay? Got it?”

I removed my hand from Eok I-geon and held out my pinky finger.

What are you doing? Aren’t you going to hook it?

“Won’t you make a promise?”

At my urging, Eok I-geon followed my lead and held out his pinky finger.

I hooked my finger with his and even stamped it.

“This is how you make promises.”

“…I see.”

I guess he doesn’t know things like this from being raised so preciously.

Some kind of proud emotion, like learning something new, appeared on Eok I-geon’s handsome face.

I left him be and carefully examined the signs around us again.

‘Huh? Isn’t that the place I went to yesterday?’

What caught my attention was the five-petal flower emblem carved in the corner of the Hoyeon Tea House signboard.

They say it’s darkest under the lamp, but I missed this?

No wonder the rumors spread so fast.

I strode into the tea house.

“You’re here again.”

The waitress I saw yesterday approached me with a welcoming smile.

I sat down while discreetly observing her carefully.

“Please give me the cheapest but most fragrant five-coin tea.”

At my order, the waitress’s eyes changed slightly.

“Could you wait a moment please?”

There was also a subtle change in her tone.

Soon she brought a teacup filled with plain water.

I dipped my index finger deep into the water.

Then, using the moisture, I quietly drew the same five-petal flower shape that was carved on the tea house signboard on the table.

“Oh my, I brought the wrong tea.”

The waitress took away the teacup and quickly wiped away the moisture with a dry cloth.

“As an apology, may I escort you inside?”

“Of course.”

The place she led us to was a room that appeared after walking down a corridor for quite a while.

It was a modest space with just a single desk.

So this is where they receive requests?

In my fifth year of possession, I’m even visiting places like this – life is truly unpredictable.

“Please sit.”

The waitress gestured to chairs and offered.

When Eok I-geon and I sat down, she leisurely brewed tea.

“I’m surprised.”

“About what?”

“Usually when people come to make requests, they wear disguises or masks.”

“We shouldn’t waste time on meaningless acts. You’d know everything anyway.”

As if my words were unexpected, the waitress stared at me intently.

I shrugged my shoulders.

“It’s the Hao Clan, after all.”

She blinked.

“Secrecy, trust, faith. If those crumble…”

I didn’t bother to voice the rest.

The Hao Clan is more extensive than the Beggar’s Sect, but equally vulnerable.

Nine-tenths, no, most of the clan members are powerless ordinary people.

Because of this, the Hao Clan became the target of blood calamities twice in the past.

After that, the Hao Clan protected themselves by keeping secrets even more thoroughly.

No matter who comes, no matter who makes what request, they never reveal it to the world.

The secrets accumulated over long periods were both the Hao Clan’s sword for survival and shield for staying alive.

“The young miss knows very well indeed.”

Of course.

The author emphasized it so much in the writing.

It’s not like I don’t understand it.

“Mm?”

The tea tasted better than expected. When I showed my delight, the waitress smiled brightly.

“Is it to your liking?”

“That’s good.”

We savored the taste of tea for a moment like that.

“So what kind of request will you be making? The price will be set according to the scale and nature of the request, as well as other conditions.”

I’ll decide that price.

“Ten taels of gold.”

It brings tears to my eyes, tears.

My precious money.

If I compare this to Korea, it would be about 200 million won.

An amount I could never even dream of seeing there, and now I’m about to lose it because of that damn Namgung old man.

Clank.

“…?”

Suddenly, a heavy money pouch was placed in front of me.

‘Young Master?’

Are you giving this to me right now?

When I turned to look at Eok I-geon in surprise, he savored the aroma and took a sip of tea.

A man who readily gives out 200 million won…

‘Isn’t this kind of cool?’

No matter how much money you have, it’s not an easy thing to do. Right?

Though Eok I-geon had previously bought me Hong-hwan that was even more expensive than this, I couldn’t help but be moved anew.

“Ten taels of gold means this won’t be a simple request.”

“It could be, or it might not be.”

I deliberately paused before speaking.

“Just spread one rumor in Wuhan for me.”

“…A rumor?”

Usually, people would ask to investigate something.

But to spread a rumor?

And spending as much as ten taels of gold for it?

Toward the waitress who seemed puzzled at first glance, I emphasized:

“But make it spectacular enough to stir up all of Wuhan.”

I opened Eok I-geon’s money pouch as if it were my own, took out ten taels of gold, and slid it toward the waitress.

“Yes, well. I understand. Whatever rumor it is, I’ll spread it reliably.”

Her expression as she collected the money was full of confidence.

In fact, this kind of thing was Haomun’s specialty.

I leaned back elegantly against the backrest and opened my mouth.

“Namgung Cheon possesses the legendary sword, Ganjiang.”

“…!”

Seeing the waitress’s eyes flash wide, she seemed quite shocked.

I continued speaking without concern.

“That sword came from the ancestral grounds of Geommyeong Mountain Manor, and along with Ganjiang, the legendary martial arts manual Honcheongi was discovered.”

Ganjiang, along with Moya, and the Honcheongi of the legendary greatest emperor of all time, Honcheonje.

This was another hot keyword in the original work.

This time, I need to use it first.

“That…”

I raised my finger and waved it left and right, cutting off the waitress’s words.

“Namgung Cheon dreams of unifying the martial arts world with Ganjiang and Honcheongi in his hands. The Namgung Family, the thousand-year Namgung Family, the Changung Imperial Namgung Family.”

The waitress’s complexion turned pale.

How about it?

Pretty stimulating for a rumor, right?

“…Is it true?”

“I mixed a handful of lies into the truth.”

“…!”

“What is truth, and what is lies?”

I posed a quiz and stood up from my seat.

“The tea was delicious.”

As I left Hoyeon Tea House, I stretched refreshingly.

“Young Master!”

Though it was a bit early for mealtime, I was hungry, probably from using so much mental energy.

“Would you like to go eat? I’ll treat you!”

I received 200 million, so I should at least buy a meal.

“What would you like to eat? Just say the word.”

“Then nood… mmph!”

I quickly covered Eok I-geon’s mouth.

“Except noodles.”

Noodles are not allowed.

I like noodles too, and I’m even the granddaughter of a noodle shop, but today was absolutely out of the question.

I still felt like the noodles I ate yesterday hadn’t been digested yet.

“Understood.”

Eok I-geon nodded with firm determination.

Is this really something to think about so seriously?

Anyway, anything but noodles, right?

Come to think of it, what is Wuhan famous for?

What should we eat to have a reputation for eating well?

Humming a tune while looking for a restaurant, I had no idea at that time.

That after noodles, we’d go for a third round with rice balls.

But wait, why do they sell rice balls?

Wasn’t that just something you make at home with leftover ingredients?

Eok I-geon asked around to find a shop and stubbornly went for the third round.

“Is it delicious?”

What’s the point of asking?

He looked quite happy, chewing with his cheeks puffed out.

“Did you hear that story?”

Just then, a group of martial artists came rushing into the restaurant.

“What are you talking about?”

“They say the legendary sword Ganjiang has appeared in the world.”

“No, that’s not right. It did appear, but they say the Sword Saint Namgung Dae-in has it.”

“But I heard it was discovered at the ancestral grounds of Geommyeong Mountain Manor that was destroyed 17 years ago. Is that true?”

“Dae-in my foot! He massacred Geommyeong Mountain Manor to get that!”

“Hey, that was Cheonsu Dokhwa who…”

“How is your information so late? That was already proven innocent.”

“Really? Then the Namgung Family really…!”

“Not just Ganjiang, but they say he also got his hands on Honcheonje’s martial arts manual Honcheongi.”

“Wow! Even Honcheongi!”

“What about Moya? If Ganjiang appeared, Moya should appear too.”

“Isn’t it obvious? It must be with the Namgung Family.”

“Ah!”

“Even the great Namgung Cheon is helpless before Ganjiang and Honcheongi.”

Wow, rumors spread this fast already?

Haomun is really worth the money.

This is why you spend money, I guess.

Suddenly, the 200 million didn’t feel wasteful at all.

‘Ah, though of course it’s not my money.’

“Young Master, would you like another rice ball?”

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