The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 269

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Chapter 23

In an instant, the interior of the inn was engulfed in silence.

Everyone stared at us, forgetting even to breathe.

It was the result brought about by Jeon Hye-yun’s demonic energy.

And I had anticipated this would happen from the very beginning.

“So you were hiding in a place like this!”

“Remnants of the Demonic Sect brazenly strutting around in broad daylight – you must be dying to get killed!”

“This is our Jeongpa’s territory!”

The silence didn’t last long. Starting with someone, the hostility they had been suppressing burst forth like a flood.

It was truly a hair-trigger situation.

“Elder brother, are you alright?”

Cheol Jang-woong, who had fallen after taking Jeon Hye-yun’s sword strike, stood up with his brother’s support.

A triumphant smile was spreading across his lips.

He would naturally be pleased since his reckless accusation of them being demonic practitioners without solid evidence was now vindicated thanks to Jeon Hye-yun.

I wonder how long that smile will last?

“Kekeke.”

He let out a vile laugh and shouted.

“Heroes of the Jeongpa! Let us all join forces and punish these Demonic Sect bastards!”

“Let’s do it! Let’s wipe out these remnants once and for all!”

“Die! You wicked demonic practitioners!”

Cheol Jang-woong’s instigation took effect.

“We brothers are the Sanseosam-ung!”

When the Sanseosam-ung charged forward scattering killing intent, the precariously maintained balance collapsed, and the Jeongpa martial artists launched their attack all at once.

We can’t just stand still in this situation.

“I permit combat. But do not kill!”

When my order was given, it was the Bongwang Fortress members who became excited. Especially the reaction of the Three Great Witches was extraordinary.

“Hehehe! Who should I beat up first?”

“I’m taking out those pig triplets first.”

“One of them is mine, what’s your problem!”

The Three Great Witches flew off like arrows as if competing with each other.

“Sister! You mustn’t see blood!”

In his urgency, Baek Jin-seo cried out desperately, but there was no way they would hear him.

“Sigh, I’m not really fond of this kind of brawl.”

“But what can we do? Just taking hits doesn’t suit my constitution at all.”

Song Mu-hyeon and Yun Ha-ram each made their remarks and leaped into the battlefield.

Multiple Jeongpa martial artists versus ten Bongwang Fortress members engaged in battle.

If any passerby had seen this, they would naturally think it was an unfavorable fight for Bongwang Fortress, but the situation was the complete opposite.

The other side was a bunch of riffraff, while this side was an elite group composed of the most promising rising stars even within the main school.

Honestly, the skill gap was so large that Jeon Hye-yun alone could handle them all and still have energy to spare.

‘Now even things like this naturally catch my eye.’

Who would have thought I’d realize my skills had changed from before in this way?

Like wolves among a flock of sheep, Bongwang Fortress swept across the stage.

Among them, Seo-ryeon and Yu-un were by far the most outstanding.

Unlike the members who were randomly slaughtering Jeongpa martial artists, they were controlling the overall flow.

‘Gyeom is pretty good too.’

Compared to Eok I-geon, Eok Hwi-gyeom was a child who had grown up like a flower in a greenhouse.

Of course, being Cheonma’s son, the martial arts he had learned were not of an ordinary level.

He just lacked experience, that’s all.

Yang Ha-rin seemed to know this too, as she stayed close to Eok Hwi-gyeom and fought alongside him.

“Hmm.”

Having stepped back to observe the fight, I bit my lips at the increasingly thick demonic energy.

‘The demonic energy is too dense.’

The problem seemed to be that the amount of Sohwan Dan consumed was too little.

What I had shared with Eok I-geon, Cheon-gang, and Seo-ryeon was the Dae Hwan Dan after all.

Despite reciting the scriptures so much to make up for the insufficient energy, the effect was more modest than expected.

‘Isn’t there a way to obtain one more Sohwan Dan?’

Just as my contemplation was deepening.

Crash!

Suddenly the inn’s door burst open explosively and a group appeared.

“Everyone stop!”

A lion’s roar infused with Buddhist power shook our eardrums.

“Everyone step back.”

At my command, the Bongwang Fortress members who had been gleefully engaging in violence immediately stopped their actions and stepped back.

The martial artists who had been getting beaten up scattered quickly as if fleeing.

The interior of the inn was truly a complete mess.

Seeing that not a single piece of furniture remained intact, the repair costs would be quite substantial.

My original concerns had become pointless from the start.

“It’s, it’s Beophwa Gate! The sect leader of Beophwa Gate has come!”

While I was roughly calculating the inn’s damage costs, someone shouted.

“Beophwa Gate is Luoyang’s foremost affiliated sect of Shaolin Temple!”

“W-we’re saved now!”

I had already sensed Buddhist energy, but an affiliated sect of Shaolin?

Ho, this isn’t a bad development.

“Sect Leader Sim! They’re remnants of the Demonic Sect!”

“You must quickly capture them to uphold the spirit of the righteous martial arts world!”

Those who had been thoroughly beaten began tattling with great vigor to the person called the sect leader of Beophwa Gate.

As if sensing my gaze, the sect leader of Beophwa Gate turned to look at me.

Was he about fifty years old?

He was a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance.

However, the look in his eyes as he gazed at me held something firm.

“I am Sim Hong-gi, sect leader of Beophwa Gate. Excuse me, but who might you be, young lady?”

Despite all the commotion about demonic practitioners and such, Sim Hong-gi’s manner of speaking was courteous.

Just as I could sense Buddhist power from him, he had certainly read my energy as well.

Then I should show him the picture he wants to see.

“Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.”

I replaced my greeting with a prayer gesture.

Surprised gasps erupted from here and there.

A Buddhist invocation from the mouth of a demonic practitioner – it would be incomprehensible beyond belief.

I continued as if driving in a wedge.

“It’s a humble title, but I am called Cheon-sin Geom-hwa.”

At my introduction, Sim Hong-gi’s eyes widened greatly.

And why wouldn’t they?

I was the heroine who had captured the murderer that had stained Hefei with blood two years ago.

Thanks to Sect Leader Uncle of Hao Clan spreading rumors with exaggeration, I was known in Gangho as a female master possessing both the greatest beauty and tremendous skills.

And that’s not all?

I was also the one who found the original Lankavatara Sutra that Shaolin Temple had lost. Thanks to that, among those with deep Buddhist faith, I was practically like a hero of the century.

An affiliated disciple of Shaolin naturally couldn’t be unaware of this.

“Are you truly saying that you are Cheon-sin Geom-hwa?”

Look at this.

The way they’re looking at me has completely changed.

“I am Tak Seolha of Cheon-sin-mun. It’s a pleasure to meet fellow Buddhists. Praise be to Guanyin Bodhisattva.”

“Then this energy is the Demon-Buddha Qi…”

Seeing that he knew about the Demon-Buddha Qi, he seemed to be quite well-informed.

“It seems you mistook us for demons because of this energy. Before we could even bring up the topic, you resorted to force right away…”

The gist of my words was that we had no choice.

“We can’t trust them!”

“Sect Leader, can’t you sense that they have no demonic energy?”

The martial artists who had been listening to the conversation between me and Sect Leader Sim raised their voices in protest.

Then Sim Hong-gi’s gaze moved past me to my disciples.

From the way his eyes wavered slightly, it seemed he could sense Buddhist cultivation from my disciples, but the amount was small, so he appeared confused about how to judge the situation.

“We can’t trust the title Cheon-sin Geom-hwa either!”

Finally, words of suspicion toward me came out.

“It must be an impersonation!”

“You must not be deceived!”

After hesitation, what Sim Hong-gi chose was ultimately neutrality.

“I know this is rude, but could you come with me to Shaolin to verify your identity?”

It was currently the fastest and most certain method.

But from my position, being dragged away like this doesn’t look good. It also makes me somewhat angry.

“Let’s do that.”

“Thank you…”

“But if I really am Cheon-sin Geom-hwa, what will you do then? This involves not only my honor but also my sect’s honor. I’m curious how you’ll pay the price for that.”

Sim Hong-gi couldn’t readily answer, as if he hadn’t thought that far ahead.

“Don’t be fooled by that cunning silver tongue! They’re using tricks to avoid going to Shaolin Temple!”

Weren’t those bastards unconscious?

The Sanseosam-ung brothers, their faces covered in bruises, shouted in frustration.

“Those bastards are definitely remnants of Maegyo!”

“Their vicious demonic energy is contaminating even us!”

“They’re definitely trying to escape!”

So you’re going to act like that until the end?

You guys really won’t do.

I glared at the Sanseosam-ung with sharp eyes.

“You brothers used killing techniques on us while we were eating without warning. Is that something a martial artist walking the righteous path would dare to do?”

“That’s because you bastards are demons…”

“Right, no matter what I say, you’ll stubbornly insist on that until the end.”

To break these guys, I had no choice but to go to Shaolin Temple.

“This situation where I have to prove myself is truly absurd, but since you want it, I’ll go to Shaolin Temple.”

I declared while looking at each of the martial artists, including the Sanseosam-ung, one by one.

“And if it’s determined that I’m not Cheon-sin Geom-hwa, I’ll gladly offer my neck.”

“…You mean you’re betting your life?”

“Yes.”

I answered Sim Hong-gi’s question cheerfully.

“However, if my words are true, the Sanseosam-ung must also stake their necks.”

“Th-that’s complete nonsense!”

“Why should we stake our necks!”

“According to your words, I’m not Cheon-sin Geom-hwa, so there’s no need to be so afraid, right? I never knew the heroes of Shanxi would have so little courage.”

I deliberately took time, pretending to think.

“Then let’s do this. If I really am Cheon-sin Geom-hwa, swear to heaven and earth.”

“Wh-what are you saying?”

“That your title isn’t Sanseosam-ung but Sanseosam-don.”

It was the moment when the three bears of Shanxi Province would be reborn as three pigs.

How’s that for my move?

Seeing the Sanseosam-ung’s faces turn red and blue at my insulting words was quite satisfying.

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