The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 235

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Chapter 235

“Master, thank you.”

After the heads of the Six Great Demon Clans and the grandfathers left, only Master and I remained in Macheondeon.

Yul, the guard warrior called Master’s shadow, was probably somewhere nearby, but with my current abilities, I couldn’t even sense his presence.

“Thanks to you, I got through it well.”

“Did it help ease your frustration a bit?”

“Pardon?”

“I’m talking about Clan Head Yeo. If I had just stayed put, it looked like his back would break, so I intervened. That fool didn’t know his place and kept resisting.”

“I’m sorry…”

Earlier, I got so excited without realizing it that I forgot where I was and went wild.

I don’t regret overwhelming Yeo Gong in the internal energy battle, but I felt apologetic toward Master.

“What are you sorry for?”

“For daring to cause a commotion in Macheondeon. I’ll gladly accept Master’s scolding.”

“Does this master seem like he’s scolding you?”

“Well, no, but…”

Come to think of it, his tone wasn’t reproachful.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at me was as generous and kind as usual.

“You did well.”

…Huh?

“Sometimes there are times when you need to show that kind of side. That way they know to be afraid and won’t dare challenge you recklessly.”

Master’s expression instantly turned cold.

“If you hadn’t done it, this master would have. How dare they discuss status in front of me?”

Ah, that part made him angry.

He must have been thinking of Mother.

Then and now, my birth mother was the only one who could handle Master.

Actually, I got heated because of their attitude of looking down on Am-wang Grandfather and Bandit Grandfather.

Think about it.

Are those two the kind of people who would be treated like that anywhere else?

If it weren’t for me, their granddaughter, they wouldn’t have just endured it so quietly.

I still felt nothing but apologetic toward both grandfathers.

“Anyway, thank you for taking my side, Master. And for saying you had given permission too.”

“That was something I expected.”

“…You knew I would bring the grandfathers?”

“Would Am-wang and Ho Jeon let you go so easily? I could tell at first glance in Chaohu. They’re formidable old men.”

Still, they’re my grandfathers, so calling them old men…

Please be a little more careful with your word choice.

I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud and just muttered to myself inwardly.

“That aside, shouldn’t we hold the engagement ceremony now?”

“Th-the engagement ceremony?”

“You haven’t changed your mind in the meantime, have you?”

When I stammered, Master’s eyes narrowed.

“That boy I-geon is already making a fuss. As soon as he arrived yesterday, he came to see me, skipped the greetings, and asked when the date would be. What a sly fellow.”

Master’s second son is a bit cunning indeed.

Since he didn’t say anything special to me, I thought he wasn’t in a hurry, but apparently that wasn’t his true feelings.

“Seolha, even now, if you want to reconsider…”

“No! I’ll go with Prince Lee!”

I didn’t need to hear the rest of Master’s words.

I absolutely hated Eok Wi-baek, and I didn’t even see Eok Hwi-gyeom as a man.

Though Eok I-geon’s personality from the original story still bothered me a little, I was confident these days that if I handled it well, he wouldn’t go astray.

When I pretended to be upset, he immediately backed down, like watching a well-behaved large dog.

“Girl, now that I look at you, it seems you have feelings for I-geon too.”

“…It’s not like I have none at all.”

Your son is quite handsome, after all.

“Then I’ll be going now, Master.”

He kept staring at me intently and smiling, so I was too embarrassed to stay any longer.

“Pl-please decide the date as you see fit!”

I hurriedly bowed to Master and left Macheondeon almost as if fleeing.

My next destination was Geonyeong-gak, Eok I-geon’s quarters.

It was because of the promise I made with Eok I-geon when leaving Grandmother’s shop last night.

Since we had returned to headquarters, we agreed to train together again like before.

“Prince Lee is in the training hall.”

As soon as I entered Geonyeong-gak, a maid approached as if she had been waiting and reported.

More precisely, he would be in Macheongtian, not the training hall.

I nodded and headed straight to the training hall.

The training hall with the spring connected to Macheongtian was a space permitted only to Eok I-geon and me.

“It’s been a while here too.”

Seeing the spring brought back old memories.

Suddenly my mood felt strange, as if I had been longing for Macheongtian.

When Eok I-geon first took me there, I was terrifyingly scared.

They say memories erase the bad and keep only the good, and that’s exactly what happened to me.

“Heh.”

I chuckled and jumped into the spring without hesitation. Then I skillfully swam underwater through the waterway and emerged in the natural cave on the other side.

“Puha!”

Why am I getting excited over this?

After drying myself completely with internal energy, I hurried through the cave and entered Macheongtian.

“Wow.”

Macheongtian was unchanged, just as it was.

The colorful flowers in full bloom were like a painting as always.

In the past, I wouldn’t have been able to just pass by and would have crouched down in front of them to admire them for a while, but today I didn’t have time for that.

What’s happening?

Indeed, the interior of Macheongtian was churning violently.

Since this had never happened before, I urgently ran to find Eok I-geon.

“…!”

Eok I-geon was standing in front of a massive cliff.

His posture with his sword pointed at the wall was as solemn as if he were facing a life-or-death enemy.

It wasn’t just the atmosphere.

The Pacheon Divine Sword in his hand was trembling.

‘Those are sword marks carved by the first Cheonma.’

The former master of Macheongtian and founding patriarch who established the Cheonma Sect, the first Cheonma.

Eok I-geon was fighting alone within the enlightenment and mental imagery he had carved into the cliff.

To my eyes, they were just traces, but Eok I-geon’s appearance as he confronted them was desperate.

Eok I-geon’s entire body was drenched in sweat as if he had just been swimming.

It had been quite a while since I’d seen Eok I-geon so intensely focused.

Clang!

Then a sound like metal breaking echoed through Macheongtian.

“Cough!”

Following that, Eok I-geon spat out a bowlful of blood, staggered, and collapsed.

“Eok I-geon!”

Startled, I screamed his name like a cry and ran toward him.

“Young Master, are you alright?”

I quickly lifted Eok I-geon and laid him on the stone platform in the center of Macheongtian.

Eok I-geon’s closed eyes opened with difficulty for a brief moment before slowly closing again.

I instinctively checked Eok I-geon’s pulse.

Thump thump thump!

Though I was a novice in medicine, I could feel Eok I-geon’s heartbeat quite strongly.

From that, it seemed like there wasn’t a major problem.

Though I wasn’t sure, I could only guess that his qi and blood had temporarily become twisted during cultivation.

“Please wear this for now.”

As I was about to step back, I removed the Hong-hwan from my wrist and placed it on Eok I-geon’s left hand.

When I rotated the seven jade beads, the red Hong-hwan instantly emitted rainbow light.

While Macheongtian was the best for recovering internal energy, when combined with the Seven-Colored Hong-hwan, the effect was beyond imagination.

If it was Eok I-geon, he would recover and get up in less than an hour.

“But what is that thing that put him in this state?”

I left Eok I-geon on the platform and went near the cliff he had been looking at, gazing up at the sword marks.

In the original work, this was described as both an arrangement and teaching left by the first Cheonma for future generations.

How exactly is this supposed to be a teaching?

Not just Eok I-geon, but protagonists in martial arts novels always suffered terribly looking at things like this, only to eventually transcend boundaries, gain enlightenment, and grow.

“Hmm.”

I’m not the protagonist, but shouldn’t I be at least a supporting character by now?

When you get close to the protagonist, sometimes there are characters who receive benefits along the way.

There’s no guarantee I won’t become one of those, right?

Right?

Perhaps because Macheongtian had become much more comfortable.

I was suddenly seized by curiosity.

Previously, even when Eok I-geon offered to show me around, I had refused so adamantly, but truly humans are creatures of adaptation.

‘Here.’

I stood in exactly the same spot where Eok I-geon had been standing. Then I lifted my head high and glared at the massive cliff as if having a staring contest.

“…”

What was I expecting?

It was fortunate no one was watching, as it was still just ordinary sword marks to me.

‘How embarrassing.’

What on earth did Eok I-geon see here?

No matter how I looked at it, it just seemed like someone had swung a sword around and scratched the wall – honestly, it looked like graffiti.

‘Being a protagonist really isn’t something just anyone can do.’

I was feeling Eok I-geon’s greatness once again when I took a step back.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the cliff of Macheongtian seemed to rush toward me as if it would pour down on where I stood.

My body was forcibly opened and my danjeon awakened.

My vision increased several times over, and everything in the world was erased, leaving only the sword marks carved into the cliff filling my entire field of view.

‘Wh-what is this?’

Before I could understand the situation in my confusion.

Suddenly, swords burst out from the cliff and began slashing my body to pieces.

‘Ah, ahhh! Grandmother!’

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