The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 153

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Chapter 153

 

An inn near Chengdu in Sichuan Province.

 

Yang Gun-cheol, the former leader of the Martial Arts Alliance and Supreme Head of the Divine Spear Yang Family, known as the Golden Spear Invincible, was leisurely drinking tea.

 

“The only thing worth consuming here is the tea.”

 

Yang Gun-cheol frowned as if nothing pleased him.

 

Then, an urgent voice of a subordinate came from outside.

 

“Supreme Head!”

 

The gray-haired man was Deok-hong, leader of the Return Horse Unit. He approached with quick steps.

 

“What is it?”

 

“The young master has sent a message. However…”

 

As Deok-hong trailed off, Yang Gun-cheol’s eyebrows twitched.

 

The young master he referred to was his grandson Yang Ja-seong.

 

The boy was currently attending the Blue Lotus Gathering held at the Tang Family with his sister.

 

Had some problem occurred there?

 

As he extended his hand, Deok-hong respectfully handed over the note.

 

Yang Gun-cheol unfolded the note and read its contents in one breath.

 

His eyes gradually filled with rage.

 

“How dare they injure my granddaughter’s face?”

 

The word “duel” didn’t even register in his mind.

 

Only the fact that his precious granddaughter had been hurt mattered.

 

‘Metal poison spread to her face?’

 

Though Yang Gun-cheol wasn’t a physician, he knew that much could be cured with proper medicine.

 

Still, his pride wouldn’t allow him to let this slide.

 

Tap tap tap.

 

His finger drummed on the table for quite some time.

 

Yang Gun-cheol, who had been deep in thought for a while, suddenly stopped moving.

 

“Has there been any reply from the Namgung Family?”

 

As soon as Yang Gun-cheol heard rumors about King Dang Cheol-u, he had sent a messenger bird to Namgung Cheon to verify the truth.

 

However, as ominous news about the Sword Saint and Chaotic Heaven Technique spread, Namgung Cheon hastily left the alliance, causing their communications to cross.

 

He had sent another messenger bird to the Namgung Family, but there had been no response yet.

 

“Not yet.”

 

“Tsk tsk! Are they too busy, or do they think it’s not worth answering?”

 

Yang Gun-cheol clicked his tongue and organized his thoughts.

 

Dang Cheol-woo was someone who had been bedridden for years, unable to even move.

 

Despite countless efforts by the Tang Family, they had failed to cure him.

 

‘And such a person reached the Transcendent Realm?’

 

No matter how miraculous his recovery, that was absolutely impossible.

 

Since when was the Transcendent Realm some dog’s name?

 

Rumors were always exaggerated.

 

Moreover, being the Martial Arts Alliance, Namgung Cheon would have appropriately backed down given his personality.

 

Seeing that, those who love to gossip must have talked about equals and whatnot.

 

‘That means he’s definitely below my level.’

 

Yang Gun-cheol had glimpsed fragments of the Transcendent Realm through long cultivation and finally managed to at least touch its threshold.

 

‘The King can never defeat me.’

 

His lips curled up smugly.

 

‘If I use this opportunity to make the King kneel using my granddaughter as an excuse and suppress the Tang Family…’

 

Yang Gun-cheol looked sinisterly at the bright sun outside the window.

 

‘Our Divine Spear Yang Family can rise to become one of the Five Great Families!’

 

Sacheon-dangmun.

 

In truth, Sichuan was only nominally part of Jungwon; in reality, it was no different from a frontier.

 

Cross Sichuan and you immediately reach the western regions, didn’t you?

 

There, silver was worth ten times more, and gold a hundred times?

 

Even their family customs were utterly strange.

 

‘Petty things with no ambition!’

 

Yang Gun-cheol finished his remaining tea and stood up.

 

“Deok-hong.”

 

“Yes, Supreme Head.”

 

“Let’s go to the Tang Family.”

 

He intended to show them the price of touching the Divine Spear Yang Family.

 

I was moving to eat after quickly learning the Horse-Taming Technique from Eok I-geon.

 

The movement within the manor seemed unusually busy, so I stopped a passerby to ask.

 

“What’s happening?”

 

“Ah! Young Miss Maknae!”

 

Due to the tangled family tree, I was being called Young Miss Maknae in the Tang Family at this age.

 

“The Supreme Head of the Divine Spear Yang Family has arrived.”

 

“The Supreme Head of the Divine Spear Yang Family… the former alliance leader?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Why would that bastard Yang Gun-cheol suddenly come here?

 

Don’t tell me he came to complain about what I did to Yang Ha-rin’s face?

 

Or to verify Grandfather King’s abilities?

 

Whatever it was, my grandmother’s enemy had appeared.

 

“Young Master, let’s go see too.”

 

I headed to the manor’s main gate to see that bastard’s face.

 

Shortly after, the gate opened and a group of men carrying spears walked in with their shoulders tensed.

 

The old man at their center, Yang Gun-cheol, arrogantly lifted his chin and surveyed the manor.

 

How about it?

 

You thought it would be shabby, but you’re surprised it’s so splendid?

 

I could see right through his effort not to show his bewilderment.

 

I had renovated everything down to the dog holes in the back yard, knowing you’d react like this!

 

How could his behavior be exactly like the Yang siblings?

 

As they say, like grandfather, like grandchildren.

 

“Have you been well all this time?”

 

“I hope you’ve been in good health.”

 

Perhaps word had reached them first, as the later-generation disciples from the Blue Lotus Gathering came rushing out to greet Yang Gun-cheol.

 

“It’s the Peng Brothers. You’ve become fine young men.”

 

“We still have far to go.”

 

“Indeed, how is your family head doing?”

 

“Yes, both father and mother are doing well.”

 

Peng Gi-jun and Peng Gi-o clasped their hands together and conveyed their family’s regards to Yang Gun-cheol.

 

Now I sometimes get confused whether those two are actually monks or not.

 

“You are… Ahem! The Alliance Leader is well, I trust?”

 

“Yes, Elder. As you well know, Grandfather is always busy and doing well.”

 

Yang Gun-cheol’s expression subtly changed when he faced Yeon U-seong.

 

His somewhat awkward relationship with the current Alliance Leader Yeon Un-jang showed in moments like this.

 

“Oh, it’s Jegal Mu-geuk. Is your body better now? The elders of your family must have been very worried. Hehe!”

 

Yang Gun-cheol welcomed each of the later-generation disciples warmly, acting as if he were a guest in his own home.

 

“But I don’t see my grandson and Ha-rin. Same with the Moyong Family children.”

 

“Well, that is…”

 

It was when Peng Gi-jun couldn’t continue his words and was hesitating.

 

“Grandfatherrrr!”

 

Yang Ha-rin, who had been stuck in the Detoxification Hall unable to show her face to others, came running quickly using lightness skill.

 

“Well done.”

 

Using movement techniques in someone else’s family estate?

 

She’ll probably never come to her senses for the rest of her life.

 

“Oh my, yes! My granddaughter!”

 

Yang Gun-cheol smiled brighter than anyone and embraced Yang Ha-rin in his arms.

 

But that smile disappeared the moment he saw the heat rash blooming on his granddaughter’s face.

 

“Your face…!”

 

What, first time seeing metal poisoning?

 

“That girl!”

 

Suddenly Yang Ha-rin pointed at me with her hand.

 

“That girl made my face like this, Grandfather!”

 

Yang Gun-cheol’s gaze naturally shifted toward me.

 

“We were having a duel, but where does throwing hidden weapons come from? That’s cowardly!”

 

Seeing his granddaughter’s face seemed to upset him, and cold killing intent arose in Yang Gun-cheol’s eyes as he looked at me.

 

He slowly walked toward me. Behind him, I could see Yang Ha-rin’s triumphant face, and because of the spots and heat rash, I almost burst out laughing.

 

“Is what my granddaughter said true?”

 

Yang Gun-cheol asked me while putting on a benevolent mask.

 

“Originally, using hidden weapons is forbidden in duels. But how…”

 

“What else would a daughter of the Dang Family use if not hidden weapons?”

 

“…What?”

 

“Then your granddaughter shouldn’t have used a spear either. Don’t you think so?”

 

Yang Gun-cheol seemed momentarily speechless at my retort.

 

“If the Dang Family can’t use hidden weapons and the Yang Family can’t use spears, what should we have done, had a fistfight?”

 

Yang Gun-cheol glared at me with eyes wondering where such a thing came from.

 

Perhaps still having some thread of reason left, he scolded me as if trying to persuade.

 

“If you did wrong, just say you did wrong with one word. Instead of this, apologize to our Ha-rin…”

 

“She did it first though?”

 

“…She?”

 

Yes, your granddaughter.

 

“Lady Yang was the first to use killing techniques.”

 

“You shouldn’t carelessly say such things without evidence!”

 

“Everyone here saw it, didn’t they?”

 

I turned my head to look at the later generation masters.

 

Whether it was Yang Gun-cheol’s influence or because of his title as former alliance leader, everyone seemed intimidated and avoided my gaze.

 

It was the moment when Yang Gun-cheol was about to gloat and blame me.

 

“That’s right!”

 

Yeon U-seong responded with a clear voice.

 

“I saw it. Lady Yang was a bit… excessive.”

 

Oh, Young Hero Yeon! You pass!

 

I will definitely make your love come true!

 

Perhaps thanks to Yeon U-seong’s courage, the Peng Brothers and Jegal Mu-geuk agreed and nodded slightly.

 

“See? I wasn’t the one who did it first.”

 

“I’ve been feeling this since earlier, but you’re very insolent! How can you talk back to an adult so rudely! Even if she’s an adopted granddaughter, she’s still a daughter of the Dang Family – is this how the Dang Family teaches?”

 

“Yes! Grandmother taught me this way!”

 

Yang Gun-cheol glared at me, so I glared back too.

 

He got angry, so I shouted too.

 

This old man who contributed to framing Grandmother, what’s he going on about?

 

“I absolutely cannot stand this! How can you be so arrogant and insolent!”

 

Swoooosh—

 

Tremendous energy flowed from Yang Gun-cheol’s body. That invisible energy soon pressed down on me.

 

Oh, so you want to try this?

 

I had learned Demon Buddha techniques from Eok I-geon, so now I had nothing to fear.

 

Grooooo!

 

I opened the Buddhist power of Gyeong-oe Gi-hyeol.

 

And I exploded the demonic energy I had been suppressing like a bomb.

 

Yang Gun-cheol’s mistake was being too relaxed.

 

‘Try getting humiliated!’

 

I tore apart Yang Gun-cheol’s energy with this first-rate demonic power.

 

Then I pressed down on his shoulder with Buddhist power.

 

Thud!

 

“Hup!”

 

Unable to withstand the momentary force, Yang Gun-cheol let out a faint groan and knelt on one knee.

 

‘Ha, you underestimated me because I’m a young girl, right?’

 

As they say, in martial arts stories, you must be careful of women, elderly, and children.

 

Seeing his once confident eyes trembling made me feel completely refreshed.

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