The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 265

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Chapter 19

“Too much?”

“Yes! I can’t do this!”

“Then don’t do it.”

“…Really?”

“Two guards should be enough, right?”

What I meant was that I’d assign guards to escort him back to headquarters. Naturally, Eok Hwi-gyeom’s face twisted like rotten radish.

“…I’m sorry, Sister.”

As expected, you don’t want to go back, do you?

“Gyeom-ah.”

I called out to Eok Hwi-gyeom.

“Do you think I’m joking around right now? Are you going to go to the Martial Arts Alliance Courtyard and shout that you’re Cheonma’s son if you don’t like something?”

“….”

“Should we try going there while radiating demonic energy? Let’s see what happens?”

Seriously, why did the Third Young Master of Maegyo follow me here to suffer this humiliation?

I barely held back a sigh and spoke as if trying to persuade him.

“You might have been able to live doing whatever you wanted at headquarters, but not in Jungwon. This is enemy territory. We have to carry out missions risking our lives from now on.”

Eok Hwi-gyeom hung his head low.

“For that, you’ll have to do things you don’t want to do, right?”

“…Yes.”

“Are you admitting your mistake?”

“Yes.”

“Then you hold the wooden fish.”

“What?”

“Hold the wooden fish as punishment.”

Yang Ha-rin, who had been waiting nearby, quickly handed the wooden fish to Eok Hwi-gyeom.

An unmistakable smile bloomed on Yang Ha-rin’s lips.

As if she was dying of satisfaction.

A moment later.

The clear sound of the wooden fish echoed through the room.

Despite his earlier tantrum about not wanting to do it, the rhythm of Eok Hwi-gyeom’s wooden fish beating was quite excellent.

“Hangma jineon ai geumgang samdeung bangpyeon sinseung geumgang banwol pungryun dansang gubang….”

“Hangma jineon ai geumgang samdeung bangpyeon sinseung geumgang banwol pungryun dansang gubang….”

The Phoenix Corps members sitting in a row behind Eok Hwi-gyeom chanted the Buddhist scripture aloud with their hands clasped together.

“…Hum harihanna banaya hum anaya hok baabam.”

“…Hum harihanna banaya hum anaya hok baabam.”

Tok! Tok! Tok!

Tororororok―

As the sutra chanting neared its end, the wooden fish’s rhythm broke into fine beats before finishing.

“Tch!”

Eok Hwi-gyeom, who had been beating the wooden fish in a reverent posture, trembled all over as soon as the chanting ended and put down the wooden fish as if throwing it to the floor.

“I guess you’d rather die than return to Maegyo?”

Yang Ha-rin looked at Eok Hwi-gyeom with newfound respect for enduring it.

“If you’re going to pick a fight, then leave.”

“I’m not picking a fight though?”

“Then what is it?”

“Surveillance.”

“Surveillance?”

“Don’t you know I’m responsible if you cause trouble?”

Yang Ha-rin pointed at her own eyes with her finger, then pointed at Eok Hwi-gyeom.

“This big sister is watching you. Got it?”

“Damn it!”

He was annoyed, but there was nothing Eok Hwi-gyeom could do as he pleased right now.

Following orders was the only way to survive in the Phoenix Corps.

Clap clap!

When the sutra chanting ended, Seo-ryeon, who had been supervising the members from a corner, clapped her hands to signal a break.

“Everyone worked hard. Let’s rest for one hour.”

Although she was more familiar with Buddhist scriptures than the members, sutra chanting was actually torture for Seo-ryeon too.

If it was like this for her, how much worse must it be for the members who had just entered Cheon-sin-mun?

Moreover, these were juniors recognized even within Maegyo.

Their pride as members of the demon faction would be correspondingly high.

Yet the first thing they did upon setting foot in Jungwon was to build Buddhist power, which was antithetical to demonic energy, and memorize Buddhist scriptures.

It would be reasonable for them to object at least once, but seeing them follow along without complaint made her think they were admirable.

Of course, there were harsh words exchanged.

“Ugh! It feels like my mouth is rotting.”

“I feel like I’ve been rolling in a dung field.”

“Wouldn’t a dung field be better?”

“Want to try rolling in one first? Ehehe.”

Jeon Hye-yun and Im Cheong, who had been sparking with their trivial conversation, suddenly looked back at Ma A-jin.

It was strange that the one with the foulest mouth among the three was being quiet.

“Guanyin Bodhisattva.”

Just then, Ma A-jin clasped her hands together and called out the Buddhist name.

‘What? Why is she acting like that?’

‘What’s she doing that doesn’t suit her?’

Just as Jeon Hye-yun and Im Cheong made dumbfounded expressions.

“Oh my, damn it! It’s already stuck in my mouth!”

Ma A-jin jumped up from her seat, startled by her own words.

“Crazy girl, there are other things that should stick in your mouth.”

“As expected of Gwang-nyeo. She does all sorts of things.”

Ma A-jin’s eyebrows twitched at the two witches’ sarcasm.

‘But I must endure. I promised myself not to fight anymore.’

Ma A-jin took a deep breath and muttered quietly.

“Witches, begone! Guanyin Bodhisattva! Shoo!”

She didn’t forget to wave her hands at the two as if telling them to get lost.

“This youngest one is pointing fingers at us!”

“Fellow witches acting like this to each other?”

Jeon Hye-yun and Im Cheong didn’t hold back. They poked Ma A-jin’s shins and thighs with their feet and fists respectively.

She had resolved not to fight, but hand-to-hand combat was a different story.

“You’re touching me again?”

Ma A-jin indignantly threw punches and kicks.

Thwack! Thwack thwack!

The fistfight between the three witches, which had been quiet for a while, unfolded once again.

Song Mu-hyeon, who was watching from behind, shook his head.

“I really don’t understand.”

“Me neither.”

“They punch each other like that, but when they go outside, why do they stick so close together?”

“Even linking arms. I’ve never seen my sister do that before.”

Baek Jin-seo looked at his sworn sister Jeon Hye-yun with puzzled eyes.

“Leave them be. What could they possibly understand from over there?”

“True enough.”

“She’s not called a witch for nothing.”

At Yun Ha-ram’s words, Baek Jin-seo and Song Mu-hyeon nodded and withdrew their interest.

“Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.”

“Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.”

The sight of the Phoenix Corps members joining their palms together and reciting Buddhist invocations now looked quite natural.

The Buddhist scriptures I had forced them to memorize had gradually seeped into their words and actions.

‘As expected, cramming education is the best kind of education.’

I couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction.

Two weeks had passed since the disciples took the Summoning Pills.

Since they had to be divided into seven pieces to match the number of people, the amount distributed to each person was ridiculously small.

I had them chant sutras all day long to somehow nurture those tiny seeds, and fortunately, it created a synergistic effect.

Now then, shall I properly test their Demon-Buddha energy?

Swoosh.

I slowly drew up my internal energy.

Mahu Hwan-hon Shin-gong activated, and my true energy exploded throughout my entire body.

In the next moment, space tore apart with the flapping of phoenix wings.

Demon Phoenix Flying Steps.

With just one step, that single step brought me right in front of the Phoenix Corps members.

I could feel the disciples startled by my unexpected appearance.

I smiled at them and unleashed Hundred Palm Whirlwind.

Boom boom boom bang!

The energy bursting from my sleeve tips became dozens of storm branches that struck the disciples.

The space where they stood split apart and cracks spread across the floor.

The disciples each blocked the rushing energy clusters in their own way.

Crash crash crash bang!

But the difference in power was clear.

“Urgh!”

“Ack!”

“Huff!”

When Hundred Hand Bewilderment joined with Hundred Hand Ruthlessness, they all groaned and were pushed back. They struggled desperately to hold their ground, but it was useless.

At least they didn’t collapse, which was praiseworthy.

‘Then shall I throw the next move?’

It would be a mistake to think it would end here.

Swoosh!

As I extended both arms, crow feather needles poured out from my sleeves.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

I stepped on those crow feather needles and leaped into midair.

When I stepped up through the air, everyone’s eyes widened like bowls.

I crossed both arms in an X-shape, then spun my body like a top while scattering crow feather needles in all directions.

It was the Twelve Linked Flowers that Shin Geum had taught me.

Whizz whizz whizz whizz whizz!

Twelve crow feather needles bloomed into twelve flowers.

Each flower aimed for the disciples’ vital points.

Clang clang clang clang clang!

If they took a direct hit from this, they’d need to recuperate in bed for several days.

Sensing this, the disciples gritted their teeth and began deflecting the crow feather needles.

“Grgh!”

“Kyah!”

But unfortunately, the power contained in each of my crow feather needles was not to be taken lightly.

After all, wasn’t I an internal energy powerhouse with over four cycles of cultivation!

The flower buds that touched the disciples’ bodies exploded, shaking the air.

It was then that a gentle light emanated.

Centered around the uncontrollably swirling demonic energy, Buddhist energy spread softly.

This was Cheon-sin-mun’s Demon-Buddha energy!

Though the disciples’ bodies were battered by my bombardment, the core of their Buddhist power never broke.

It was thanks to the Summoning Pills that Dark Elder Grandfather had given them.

Good.

This much should be a passing grade.

“Seo-ryeon.”

“Yes.”

Physicians for the disciples were already waiting at the Detoxification Hall.

There were no major injuries, but they needed treatment for minor wounds, so we planned to stay two more days.

And then we would head straight to Luoyang.

I hoped that traces of Hyeolcheon-hoe would still remain there.

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