The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 155

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Chapter 155

 

Yang Ha-rin and I faced each other again in the training grounds.

 

What had changed from yesterday was that the audience had grown.

 

Not only the late-stage disciples of the Cheongyeon Assembly, but Yang Gun-cheol and his subordinates, and beside Grandfather, Grandmother and Aunt were also present. Behind them, I could see Eok I-geon, Cheon-gang, and Seo-ryeon as well.

 

‘Where did that Namgung San kid go?’

 

Even setting aside the Moyong siblings and Yang Ja-seong, I was inwardly bothered by not seeing Namgung San.

 

If it was the Namgung San I knew, he should have rushed out and greeted us as soon as he heard news of Yang Gun-cheol’s visit.

 

Don’t tell me he’s somewhere digging a hole in the ground because I rejected him?

 

Kids these days are really too weak…

 

“Getting scared now?”

 

“Huh…?”

 

“If you’re thinking of running away, you’d better give up. I have absolutely no intention of letting you go.”

 

Whoosh— Whooosh—

 

Yang Ha-rin put on her circus act again.

 

Listening to her words as she spun her spear around, she seemed to be quite misunderstanding something.

 

Is she saying this just because I glanced at the audience seats?

 

Isn’t this level of inability to grasp reality also a disease?

 

At this point, I’m starting to feel a bit sorry for Yang Gun-cheol.

 

“So you do have a sword after all.”

 

Yang Ha-rin’s gaze lingered on the Mahu Phoenix Sword at my waist.

 

It was my sword that Eok I-geon had tossed to me the moment I arrived at the training grounds.

 

“It looks pretty good, maybe I’ll take that if I win?”

 

“So you do have some eye for quality after all?”

 

“What?”

 

“Take it if you can.”

 

Shing!

 

I glared at Yang Ha-rin and drew my sword. Then I lowered it lightly.

 

Seeing me not even taking a proper stance, Yang Ha-rin sneered, and I wiggled my finger at her.

 

‘Come on. I’ll crush you.’

 

“You, you!”

 

Yang Ha-rin, who saw my lip movement, flew into a rage and swung her spear.

 

“Rin-ah!”

 

I heard Yang Gun-cheol’s restraining voice, but it was already too late to stop.

 

“I’ll kill you!”

 

Yang Ha-rin, whose anger had already exceeded its limit, didn’t even hide her killing intent as she charged forward with her spear.

 

Clang! Clang! Clang!

 

I put my left hand behind my back and only used my remaining right hand to dodge or parry her spear with my sword.

 

Released from the restriction, my body felt light as if I had removed sandbags from my hands and feet.

 

I felt like I could even fly through the sky if I wanted to.

 

Sometimes sliding like on ice, sometimes gracefully like ballet, I dodged the spear.

 

The more I did so, the more violent the spear became and the thicker the killing intent grew.

 

Still, my posture didn’t change.

 

My left hand was still resting, and I either dodged or blocked—one of the two.

 

“Die! I said die! Die, I tell you!”

 

Then Yang Ha-rin went crazy and thrashed about. She clearly wasn’t even conscious of what she was saying.

 

Eventually, she completely abandoned defense and attacked in a ‘you die and I die’ manner.

 

“Ugh!”

 

Of course, I blocked even that with ease.

 

Clang clang— Clash!

 

Swoosh— Crack!

 

One tea period (15 minutes), one meal period (30 minutes)…

 

Quite some time had passed.

 

Internal energy is not infinite by nature.

 

It was impressive that she had swung her spear for a whole meal period with internal energy that wasn’t even half a cycle.

 

“Haah, hah hah hah hah!”

 

Finally, Yang Ha-rin, who had been attacking desperately without regard for anything, exhausted herself and gasped for rough breaths.

 

Her hair was disheveled, and her martial robes were soaked with sweat.

 

She seemed to lack even the strength to hold her spear, as the spear tip drooped toward the ground.

 

“Are you done now?”

 

Even to my kind question, she could only pant and couldn’t attack, showing she had no remaining stamina at all.

 

I suppose this is enough?

 

I had deliberately received all of Yang Ha-rin’s attacks.

 

This way, she wouldn’t make excuses later, right?

 

With that personality, she might come up with some fantastic excuse somewhere, but well, that was a problem for later.

 

“Then shall I start too? You can look forward to it.”

 

Whoooosh!

 

I pushed demonic energy into my sword and wrapped it with Buddhist power, causing a golden-red sword aura to bloom from the blade.

 

I took a big step forward.

 

Demon Phoenix Flying Step—the phoenix spread its massive wings wide. With that single wingbeat, it covered the sky and swooped down on Yang Ha-rin.

 

“Kyaaah!”

 

In the suffocating demonic energy, Yang Ha-rin screamed and wildly swung her spear.

 

Since it wasn’t my problem, the blind spear strikes looked pitiful.

 

As if squeezing out her last internal energy, spear energy formed at the spear tip.

 

I didn’t delay any longer and unleashed the second form of the Demon Empress Dominion Sword, Demon Empress Sweeps Heaven.

 

Do not block the Demon Empress.

 

For even the heavens bend to her gestures.

 

Crash crash crash!

 

With a single sword strike, the spear energy shattered and the spear blade broke.

 

“Cough!”

 

Yang Ha-rin, who had been staggering backward from the impact, coughed up a mouthful of blood.

 

She had desperately tried to block somehow, but her internal energy backflowed and she suffered internal injuries.

 

“Urgh…”

 

Yang Ha-rin collapsed with a thud and her body fell to the side.

 

“I’ll take her to the Detoxification Hall!”

 

Dang Hye-un, who had been watching the duel, nimbly leaped down to the training grounds as soon as Yang Ha-rin lost consciousness and collapsed.

 

“Aunt!”

 

“Leave her to me.”

 

Dang Hye-un easily lifted Yang Ha-rin’s limp body.

 

Seeing such strength come from that slender frame, our aunt must certainly have considerable skill.

 

Is it too much of me to suddenly feel proud?

 

Dang Hye-un smiled at me as if to say I did well, then hurried off to the Detoxification Hall.

 

“R-Rin-ah!”

 

Yang Gun-cheol’s desperate cry followed after her.

 

Crash!

 

At the loud sound of the door opening, Dang Ho, the leader of the Detoxification Hall, jumped up and shouted.

 

“Which bastard is it this time! I’ve told you countless times! Don’t go wild in the medical hall… Hye-un?”

 

Dang Ho’s eyebrows, which had been furrowed in an inverted V-shape, returned to normal as he looked at Dang Hye-un with puzzlement.

 

The niece he knew was not the type of child to act like this.

 

“Uncle!”

 

“Yes, what’s the matter? And who is that on your back?”

 

Instead of answering, Dang Hye-un carefully laid Yang Ha-rin, whom she had been carrying, onto the bed.

 

“Isn’t this child someone who should be in the patient ward?”

 

Just as Dang Ho was looking down at Yang Ha-rin with disbelief.

 

“Why aren’t you treating her immediately! To hesitate like this even when seeing an injured person—is this the extent of the Dang Family’s capabilities!”

 

Yang Gun-cheol, who had followed Dang Hye-un, pointed his finger at Dang Ho and spat out harsh words without hesitation.

 

“Pointing fingers out of nowhere—have you lost your mind? Where do you think this is, barging in and raising your voice!”

 

Dang Ho looked Yang Gun-cheol up and down with bewilderment and shouted.

 

“How dare you call me mad…! You’re the one who…”

 

Just before Yang Gun-cheol exploded, Dang Hye-un quickly stepped between them.

 

“Please calm down. He is the Antidote Hall Leader.”

 

“What? Hall Leader?”

 

“Uncle, this is the Supreme Family Head of the Shinchang Yang Clan, the former Alliance Leader.”

 

“…Former Alliance Leader?”

 

Dang Ho’s mind raced quickly.

 

“Oh my!”

 

As if he hadn’t realized, he hurriedly straightened his appearance and cupped his fists.

 

“I apologize. I am Dang Ho, in charge of the Detoxification Hall at the main residence.”

 

“Hmph!”

 

Yang Gun-cheol cleared his throat, showing his discomfort.

 

“It is an honor to meet the former Alliance Leader.”

 

Dang Ho bowed his head again and spoke respectfully.

 

“At least there’s one person in the Dang Family who knows manners.”

 

Yang Gun-cheol’s sharp voice softened slightly.

 

“I won’t speak at length. Begin the treatment immediately. She is my only granddaughter.”

 

“Please don’t worry. Our family’s medical arts are the best under heaven. I will cure her completely.”

 

Dang Ho smiled warmly to reassure Yang Gun-cheol, while not forgetting to give Dang Hye-un a meaningful look.

 

The perceptive Dang Hye-un couldn’t miss Dang Ho’s intention.

 

“Supreme Family Head Yang, please step outside for your granddaughter’s sake. I hope you understand that we cannot reveal our family’s secret techniques to outsiders.”

 

At Dang Hye-un’s calm tone, Yang Gun-cheol hesitated slightly but eventually went outside.

 

“Uncle.”

 

At his niece’s call, Dang Ho’s previously kind expression changed instantly.

 

He nodded with a sinister expression.

 

“Trust me.”

 

“Nonsense. Just close the door and go.”

 

“Yes.”

 

After Dang Hye-un left, Dang Ho, who was checking Yang Ha-rin’s pulse, called his disciple.

 

“Yes, Master.”

 

“Prepare the medicine.”

 

Dang Ho’s disciple already knew what he had to do.

 

“I’ll leave out the angelica and licorice.”

 

“Tsk!”

 

Dang Ho’s eyes widened. Then the disciple changed his words.

 

“I’ll leave out everything that tastes sweet.”

 

“Did I teach you to be like that!”

 

“I’ll brew it with only bitter-tasting herbs.”

 

“Good, now you sound like my disciple.”

 

Dang Ho gripped a ridiculously large acupuncture needle in his hand.

 

A moment later.

 

“Kyaa!”

 

Yang Ha-rin’s scream, who had been unconscious, echoed throughout the Detoxification Hall.

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