The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 220

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Chapter 220

“By the way, Yongwang, what brings you to Chaohu?”

After completing the Namgung Family matter, the Sa Do-ryeon leaders had each returned to their respective places.

Bandit Grandfather looked at Grandpa Yongwang with curiosity and asked.

“Oh my, look at my absent mind!”

Grandpa Yongwang quickly pulled out a book from his chest.

It was the fake Honcheongi that I had secretly placed in Namgung Myeong’s study.

“This Honcheongi here. Is this really fake?”

Ah, so he came to confirm that.

“Dong Jeong Yong-wang, what do you mean? The Honcheongi is fake?”

Haowen Sect Leader Sangwan was startled and practically snatched the Honcheongi to examine its contents.

But would you be able to tell just by looking at it like that?

The Sang-gwan-su I knew was a strategist, not particularly outstanding in martial arts.

To be able to point out the flaws in the Honcheongi, one would need to be at least a Hwa-gyeong level expert or have exceptional talent in martial arts.

“I came because my San-i wanted to ask you! After receiving the letter, there were some parts that bothered me, but I couldn’t make a proper judgment with my abilities.”

That meant it was difficult to give up on the Honcheongi.

The Honcheongi was the exclusive martial art of the legendary Honcheonje, called the greatest person of all time.

It was considered the greatest supreme art in history, with legends saying that even half its enlightenment could enable one to conquer the world.

Honestly, even I would have found it difficult to give up immediately.

I could understand Grandpa Yongwang a little.

“How on earth did you know the Honcheongi was fake when you’ve never even read it?”

“That’s…”

Bandit Grandfather rubbed his forehead as if troubled.

If he told the truth, it would implicate me.

“I told him.”

I couldn’t keep making Grandfather uncomfortable, so I finally stepped forward.

When I heard from the man Gu-deung about Grandpa Yongwang’s visit, I had somewhat anticipated this situation.

“…Seolha, you did?”

“Then that means you’ve seen the Honcheongi before.”

“Yes.”

Not only that.

I was the first one to spread rumors about the Honcheongi too.

I paid Hao Clan 200 million for the commission, but it seems it didn’t reach the sect leader’s ears.

Hmm, don’t they report things?

“Where did you see it?”

Sang-gwan-su looked at me with suspicious eyes.

I mixed a little lie with the truth in my explanation.

“This came from the ancestral grounds of Geommyeong Mountain Manor. The Ganjiang and Moye were divided between the Namgung Family and Moryong Family, but Uncle Hwangbo Un secretly took the Honcheongi.”

“You mean that Hwangbo Un who left a will and committed suicide at the Martial Arts Alliance?”

“Yes, he was almost a cripple due to the fake Honcheongi.”

I blamed everything on Uncle Hwangbo Un to hide the fact that Yu-un was alive.

“Anyway, I saw it then, where was it…”

I took the Honcheongi and spread it on the table. Then I slowly turned the pages until I found the place Eok I-geon had told me about.

“Here!”

“Oh, yes. This part bothered me too!”

Excited Grandpa Yongwang brought his face close to mine and slammed the table.

When I flinched, Bandit Grandfather gently pushed his friend’s shoulder with his finger.

“Heaven and earth will overturn and a new order will devour the world. They very cleverly changed Honcheon to Yeokcheon.”

“Yeokcheon?”

“Yes. And this…”

I pretended to hesitate before revealing it.

“It’s a Blood Sect martial art.”

“What? Blood Sect?”

“Is that really true?”

At the mention of Blood Sect, not only Sang-gwan-su and Dong Jeong Yong-wang but even their subordinates all looked shocked.

It was a natural reaction.

In the original work, the Blood Sect was described as even worse than the Demonic Sect.

I completely agreed with that assessment.

The Blood Sect was a crazy group that was only interested in throwing the martial arts world into chaos and driving it into terror.

Therefore, their martial arts also had the characteristic of being cruel and wicked to match that purpose.

“The Blood Sect was destroyed by the Demonic Sect decades ago. It’s the only good thing the Demonic Sect ever did.”

…It’s not the only thing, you know?

We do lots of good deeds too.

I understood the resentment since Sa Do-ryeon had suffered much at the hands of our headquarters, but as the First Miss of the Cheonma Sect, I was slightly offended.

The Demonic Sect isn’t the kind of Demonic Sect you all think it is, you know?

Tch, acting like you know everything when you don’t.

I grumbled inwardly about facts I couldn’t explain and glared at Uncle Sang-gwan-su.

Whether he knew this or not, he let out a lament.

“But how could Blood Sect martial arts be mixed into the Honcheongi…!”

“Double-faced gentleman! Wouldn’t it be terrible if the Blood Sect started moving again?”

“That will absolutely never happen! Hao Clan has confirmed the Blood Sect’s destruction!”

“Could there perhaps be surviving descendants of the Blood Sect?”

I carefully voiced my opinion.

Then Sang-gwan-su burst out angrily.

“That must not happen! If those bastards target Jungwon again, hundreds of thousands, no, millions will lose their lives!”

Uncle Sang-gwan-su was indignant as if he were someone who had been greatly wronged by the Blood Sect.

The Blood Sect did cause a lot of problems.

I replied calmly.

“Of course I hope the Blood Sect is completely destroyed too. But since this fake Honcheongi contains Blood Sect martial arts, it just feels unsettling. The intention is too obvious.”

“Intention? What do you mean by that?”

“Haven’t you figured out what would happen if you practiced this martial arts manual as is?”

Eok I-geon understood it at a glance.

I guess not just anyone can be a protagonist.

I spoke as if telling them to listen carefully.

“The real purpose of the fake Honcheongi is to create murderers stained with blood and madness. Exactly what the Blood Sect used to do.”

“You mean if I had practiced this without knowing it was fake, that would have happened to me?”

“Yes, Grandpa Yongwang. I’m really glad that didn’t happen.”

Dong Jeong Yong-wang clutched his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

“I almost got into big trouble. Thank you, Seolha. Thanks to you, this old man kept his life.”

“Not at all. As long as you’re safe, that’s all that matters.”

“San-i, now I finally understand why you urgently informed me.”

“Actually, Seolha was more anxious than me. Worried that this old man might lose a friend, she was stamping her feet beside me.”

Grandfather patted my head affectionately.

“But this is strange.”

Suddenly Sang-gwan-su fixed his gaze on me and asked.

“Why did this fake Honcheongi come from the Namgung Family?”

“…”

“According to what you’ve said so far, shouldn’t it have been with Ho Jeon’s granddaughter?”

Indeed, it was too much to expect this to pass without question.

From the expression directed at me, Sang-gwan-su seemed to have already finished his rough deduction.

The corners of his mouth curled up as if he found it amusing as he looked at me.

“It was you. You’re the one who placed it in the Namgung Family. Right?”

I neither confirmed nor denied it.

I simply met Sang-gwan-su’s gaze without avoiding it.

“Not long ago, the Namgung Family combed through Hefei like hunting for lice, looking for a young maid. Now I see they were searching for you!”

“Since you know everything, there’s nothing to hide.”

I shrugged my shoulders and confessed.

“Yes, I did that. If the Honcheon-gi came from the Namgung Family, the Moyong Family would feel betrayed.”

“Oh ho, so you used a counter-espionage strategy?”

There were many other things I had done, but I decided to keep my mouth shut for now.

“Ho Jeon, you truly have a brilliant granddaughter!”

“My granddaughter is indeed smart, unlike me. Heh heh!”

Bandit Grandfather laughed heartily at Sang-gwan-su’s praise.

“I still need much guidance. But it feels good to receive such praise from Hao Wen-zhu.”

They say people are naturally drawn to similar dispositions.

I could tell that Sang-gwan-su’s evaluation of me had risen considerably.

“Anyway, since the Honcheon-gi nearly caused damage to Sado-ryeon, I’ll formally apologize. I never intended for that to happen.”

“I’m fine, so don’t worry about it.”

“Yes, Grandpa Yongwang. Thank you.”

“Is all of this something you did because of your adoptive grandmother, Cheon Su-dok-hwa?”

“What other reason could there be? Grandmother took me in as her adopted granddaughter when I lost my parents and was alone, and raised me like I was made of gold and jade. She even changed her face with transformation techniques and lived for 17 years looking only at me. It’s only right that I do this much as a person.”

“Heh heh, Ho Jeon. Your granddaughter’s feelings for her grandmother seem deeper than those for her real grandfather.”

Grandpa Yongwang probably said this hoping to see Bandit Grandfather get riled up, but my three grandfathers already acknowledged this more than anyone else.

The competition was limited only to the three of them.

Shin Geum was always excluded.

“Isn’t that natural? She raised a newborn alone for 17 years! I owe Seolha Grandmother a debt of gratitude!”

“A debt of gratitude, you say?”

“So if you have any feelings toward Cheon Su-dok-hwa, put them aside as of today. Now that I’ve found my granddaughter, I intend to eliminate anything that threatens my Seolha!”

At Ho Jeon’s declaration, Dong Jeong Yong-wang and Sang-gwan-su looked at each other.

There were signs that they couldn’t quite determine whether this was good or bad for Sado-ryeon’s position.

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