The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 273
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Chapter 27
“You weren’t meant to live… How strange.”
I wanted to avoid the old monk’s gaze, but I couldn’t. Like being caught in a trap set by a hunter, my body wouldn’t move as I wished.
“Or did you fall from the sky? It’s clearly the same constellation, yet the light it holds is different.”
…What is this grandfather really?
Could he actually know that I’m a possessor?
My mind became dizzy to the point where I wondered if I’d ever been this shocked since coming to this world.
“So I ask.”
“…”
“Pretty child, what is your identity?”
“Th-then who are you, monk? Why, why are you doing this to me when I helped with sweeping out of goodwill!”
In my panic, I threw out any words.
I obviously couldn’t reveal that I was a possessor or that I was the First Miss of the Demonic Sect.
I just wanted to hurriedly escape from this place.
So just as I slightly lifted my hips.
“This humble monk is called Gak-yeon.”
Gasp!
What did you say?
Gak-yeon?
The Gak-yeon I know?
Is your dharma name really Gak-yeon, monk?
My heart sank and I collapsed with a thud.
The Ten Greatest Masters Under Heaven, also known as the Ten Martial Arts Masters.
Among them, the only existence who competes with Master for the top position.
The identity of the strange old monk was absurdly the Venerable Monk.
‘Damn.’
Escaping was already hopeless.
Then what should I do?
I need to do something.
What came to my frantically spinning mind was surprisingly simple.
“Guanyin Bodhisattva.”
I bowed once more to the Buddhist patriarch and recited the Buddha’s name.
“Heh heh heh!”
Then Venerable Monk burst into loud laughter as if something was very amusing.
“I see. Yes, yes. What does it matter who you are.”
I don’t know why, but Venerable Monk’s atmosphere changed.
“What you will do is what matters. Amitabha.”
“…What should I do?”
“Ah, you should do something.”
Venerable Monk, who had been making cryptic remarks, suddenly slapped his knee.
“Ah! I came because I have something to give you!”
“To me?”
“Yes.”
“…What are you trying to give me?”
Rather than anticipation, only anxiety kept growing.
Whether he knew this or not, Venerable Monk began rummaging through his sleeves.
“Hmm… this isn’t it, oh… this isn’t it either…”
After searching both sleeves for quite a while without achieving his purpose, Venerable Monk finally pulled out all his belongings.
Wow.
For a moment I thought I was seeing some magic pouch.
Was it called subspace?
All sorts of miscellaneous items came tumbling out to an unbelievable degree that so many things had been inside those sleeves.
“Strange. I clearly remember putting it in.”
Still unable to find what he wanted, Venerable Monk finally turned his sleeves inside out and shook them vigorously.
Thud!
Then a crumpled bundle of paper fell to the floor with a plop.
“Oh my! Here it was.”
Venerable Monk picked it up with delight, then brought it to his nose and sniffed.
“Fortunately it hasn’t spoiled yet.”
Could that possibly be food?
It looked like its expiration date had passed long ago.
“Here, take it.”
“…Th-this?”
“This old man’s arm is getting tired.”
“Yes…”
Since he was urging me, I had no choice but to accept it.
But honestly, I wanted to give it back to him.
Having been in his sleeve for who knows how long, the surface was covered with grime stains.
It looked exactly like crumpled gum wrapper.
“But what is this?”
I asked while barely holding the edge of the paper with my fingernail.
“It’s Dae Hwan Dan.”
“Ah.”
So it wasn’t chewed gum he spat out, but Dae Hwan Dan.
“…Huh? Wh-what did you say this was?”
I must have heard wrong, right?
Why would Dae Hwan Dan come out of a sleeve? Right?
“You’ll need that to conceal the demonic energy of the ones you brought, won’t you?”
Thud!
The Dae Hwan Dan dropped from my hand.
“Wh-wh-wh-what did you say? I-I-I think you’re mi-mi-mistaken about so-so-something?”
Seolha, get it together!
This makes me look even more suspicious!
As if all my lying skills that used to flow smoothly whenever I opened my mouth had run away, I acted like a complete fool.
“Could the pretty child be the First Miss?”
Crack!
Master, I have finally been discovered.
And of all places, in the middle of Shaolin Monastery, by Venerable Monk no less.
Eok I-geon, meeting you was scary but also happy in a way.
If I had known this would happen, I should have given Eok I-geon all the kisses he liked before coming.
Grandmother, Grandfather, you’ll come rescue your granddaughter, right?
Sob!
“What thoughts are you having?”
Something swished back and forth in front of my eyes. When I regained my lost focus, Venerable Monk’s palm was waving back and forth.
“You should eat it quickly if you want to conceal the demonic energy, shouldn’t you?”
“…It’s not demonic energy! We are disciples of Cheon-sin-mun, and what you’re sensing is ma-mabul energy…”
“Yes. I understand. If that makes you feel better, let’s go with that.”
Even though I made my final protest with veins bulging in my neck, Venerable Monk just nodded with a smile as if it didn’t matter at all.
What exactly does he want to do with me?
Why are you giving me, the First Miss of the Demonic Sect, a Dae Hwan Dan?
This was a story development I hadn’t seen even in the original work.
As I bit my lips anxiously at this, Venerable Monk handed the Dae Hwan Dan back to me and asked.
“But do you have a place to take it?”
There’s no way I would.
What kind of trouble would I get into if I absorbed the Dae Hwan Dan in Jigaedang.
“This old man’s hermitage is quite peaceful though….”
“…What do you mean by that?”
“It would be better to do your training there.”
“You want me to train?”
“Why, don’t you want to?”
“It’s not that. This whole situation is just too strange. Elder Buljon, no, Venerable Monk, you were just pressuring me and then suddenly you’re giving me a Dae Hwan Dan and telling me to train….”
“I like the first one better.”
“Pardon?”
“Venerable Monk doesn’t feel affectionate at all.”
Huh?
“Are you telling me to call you Grandfather?”
“Ahem, then let’s hurry up and go.”
“Excuse me, Venerable Monk? Elder Buljon? Are we really following you?”
I don’t know how it came to this, but like an innocent girl caught in the clutches of a scheming man, I woke up the Phoenix Corps and went up to Elder Buljon’s hermitage.
Gong-heo Daesa was returning to the abbot’s quarters after finishing morning prayers.
He stopped in his tracks at a sudden report from the head monk of the Hall of the Arhats.
“An attendant came down from Musim Hermitage?”
“Yes.”
“Who was the attendant monk now?”
“Il-mu.”
As if remembering belatedly, Gong-heo Daesa nodded his head.
“He wouldn’t have come down for no reason.”
“The guests from Jigaedang went up to Musim Hermitage.”
The current guest at Jigaedang was the Dark Elder’s great-granddaughter, Cheon-sin Geom-hwa Seolha.
“Not guest, but guests.”
“…Guests?”
“All the disciples of Cheon-sin-mun went up to the hermitage together.”
Not just Seolha alone, but all of Cheon-sin-mun were invited to the hermitage?
What was the reason?
Gak-yeon Sabek, the master of Musim Hermitage, was Shaolin’s greatest elder and someone who was Shaolin itself.
Was there some connection between Patron Tak and Sabek?
I don’t know.
‘Well, how could I fathom Sabek’s intentions.’
Gong-heo Daesa briefly looked toward where the hermitage was located.
“Did he say anything else?”
“He conveyed some minor things to Il-mu.”
“Make sure you take care of everything thoroughly. Sabek is Sabek, but Cheon-sin-mun are also precious guests to our temple.”
“Yes, Abbot.”
As soon as the head monk left, Gong-heo immediately turned around and headed toward Musim Hermitage.
As soon as I climbed up to Musim Hermitage, I diligently massaged Elder Buljon’s shoulders.
True to my reputation as a grandfather collector, I gained another grandfather today.
The existing grandfathers would definitely dislike it if they knew, but this is Shaolin Temple, and he’s actually a Venerable Monk.
I had absolutely no reason to refuse.
“Ah, that feels good!”
Elder Buljon let out a pleased groan at my massage skills.
“You can stop if it’s tiring.”
What are you saying?
Of course I have to do it even if it’s tiring.
This is the Dae Hwan Dan I’ve been longing for!
“It’s not tiring at all. The neck and shoulders should be properly loosened when you work on them.”
I pressed Elder Buljon’s shoulders and neck firmly with my elbows.
“Hehe, hehehe.”
How many grandfathers have melted under my hands?
Somehow I was becoming a master of massage.
“But Elder Buljon, how did you know I was the First Miss?”
“Didn’t you come here two years ago?”
“You saw me then?”
“Would I have only seen you?”
Elder Buljon spoke while recalling that time.
He said he tried to personally take in Eok I-geon, who had the Heaven-Killing Star, for the peace of the martial arts world.
It turned out I had brought Eok I-geon to a place of death.
“But why did you spare him?”
“There was a warm light beside him.”
Elder Buljon raised his hand and patted the back of my hand that was massaging him.
“Seolha.”
“Yes, Grandfather.”
“Do you know what the other name for the Heaven-Killing Star is?”
Another name?
“The end and the end seem to be the farthest apart, but they’re actually touching.”
“So what’s the other name?”
“Heaven-Mandate Star.”
Oh, it was a name with a completely different feeling.
“The Heaven-Killing Star is originally destined to be born defying the natural order. But as that fate gradually shifts, it’s now trying to reverse itself.”
“Into the Heaven-Mandate Star?”
“That’s right. You need to stay by that child’s side. Only then can the Heaven-Killing Star live as the Heaven-Mandate Star.”
In the end, it all came back to me.
Whether Eok I-geon becomes the Heaven-Killing Star or the Heaven-Mandate Star depends on me.
The original story began when Eok I-geon killed his father and brothers and ascended as Cheonma.
‘Could that have been because I died?’
Perhaps the reason I never appeared in the novel was because of that?
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