The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 286

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Chapter 40

Screech!

When Gong Pae-cheon blew his finger whistle, Jeon Seo-eung, who had been circling in the same spot, descended rapidly.

The hawk with impressive blue feathers on its tail was named Cheong-sol.

It was a creature Gong Pae-cheon cherished.

“Let’s see. What news did it bring this time?”

Gong Pae-cheon’s complexion grew increasingly pale as he hurriedly untied and read the letter attached to Cheong-sol’s leg.

“How could such a thing happen…!”

What was written in the letter was exactly what he had been most worried about when sending Seolha to Jungwon.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t expected something like this to happen at all, but now that it had actually occurred, his vision went yellow.

Gong Pae-cheon was already troubled about how to tell his wife Dang Yeong-ryeong about this fact, and how his father-in-law and the sect leader would react if they found out.

“My lord, did news come from Seolha again today?”

At Dang Yeong-ryeong’s voice suddenly heard from behind, Gong Pae-cheon dropped the letter he was holding.

“W-wife! Are you just arriving?”

“…Why are you acting like that?”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“You’re looking at me as if you’ve seen a ghost.”

Wrinkles formed on Dang Yeong-ryeong’s beautiful brow as if telling him to confess quickly while she was asking nicely.

“Well…”

Gong Pae-cheon had no choice anyway.

He picked up the letter and hesitantly opened his mouth.

“…It seems Seolha got hurt a bit.”

“Seolha got hurt? Where? How badly?”

“The opponent was someone who used illusion techniques. Since it was quite a troublesome opponent…”

“Let me see it myself!”

At the mention that Seolha was hurt, Dang Yeong-ryeong’s eyes flipped.

Though he knew full well it wasn’t good for prenatal care, Gong Pae-cheon couldn’t even think of stopping her.

He knew his wife was someone who would go through fire and water when it came to their granddaughter.

To Gong Gakju.

Today, the First Miss was injured while fighting against someone called Tam-rang from the Bloodsky Sect.

The opponent suffered internal injuries and fled, while the First Miss was cut by a blade and bled quite a lot.

There’s no danger to her life, but I’m worried as a subordinate that she might have scars.

For reference, this person called Tam-rang’s martial arts specialize in illusion techniques and soul-stealing arts.

From Yun Ha-ram

“She was hurt badly enough to leave scars!”

Seolha had never had even a small wound on her skin in her entire life. Dang Yeong-ryeong had raised her that way.

At the thought of scars marring that white and beautiful skin, Dang Yeong-ryeong felt rage boiling up.

“What? Who got hurt?”

Just then, the door burst open and Dark Elder appeared.

“F-father-in-law!”

“Ah, Father!”

“Give me that!”

Dang Cheol-woo snatched the letter from his daughter’s hand.

His hands trembled before he had even finished reading the entire letter.

“How dare… How dare… they touch my great-granddaughter?”

“Father, please calm down for now. She wasn’t hurt that badly…”

“Do I look like I can calm down right now? My precious great-granddaughter shed blood!”

Compared to Dang Cheol-woo’s rage, Dang Yeong-ryeong’s anger was nothing.

“This won’t do. I can’t just sit here like this.”

“What are you planning to do?”

“I must protect my great-granddaughter myself! You’re not alone in your body, so don’t get involved. This father will handle it!”

Dang Cheol-woo immediately activated his communication network.

Two messenger hawks headed toward Cheonsan and Sansanchai respectively.

Crash!

The stone chamber of Maju-cheon collapsed with tremendous dust.

And from there, Eok I-geon walked out vigorously.

His appearance had changed quite significantly from before he entered seclusion.

Not only had his martial robes turned to rags, but his hair had grown to his waist in just a few months, and his already sturdy build felt much more solid.

Should I say he seemed to have transformed from a young man into a complete adult?

His gaze was still sharp and his appearance was perfectly handsome to an excessive degree, but the aura emanating from his entire body was definitely more stable.

The fact that Eok I-geon emerged safely from the stone chamber meant he had completely made the First Cheonma’s insights his own.

Nevertheless, for some reason he looked extremely angry.

The place he headed to as soon as he left the training hall of Geonyeong-gak through the underwater cave was Macheondeon.

Cheonma, who had just finished his meal and was having tea, welcomed his second son warmly.

“Oh ho, have you finally finished your seclusion?”

Cheonma’s eyes narrowed as he looked over Eok I-geon’s body.

Despite his disheveled appearance, he could feel a tremendous energy from the boy that he had never sensed before.

Not only that.

He even detected traces of the Cheonma Divine Art in his son, which he had never taught him.

“Some explanation seems necessary.”

“Father, you’re the one who needs to give me an explanation.”

“What?”

Eok I-geon glared at Cheonma and asked accusingly.

“You assigned Seolha to inspect the secret branches?”

“Yes. I did.”

“Without me?”

“Weren’t you in seclusion?”

“Exactly! How could you send Seolha alone without me! Father, are you in your right mind?”

“You brat! Your manner of speaking is terrible! Did you tell this father before entering seclusion?”

“She’s my betrothed! She’s only nineteen years old!”

“Her abilities are sufficient.”

“If something happens, will Father take responsibility?”

“You call her your betrothed, yet you’re disregarding Seolha’s skills?”

How could Eok I-geon not know?

When it came to Seolha’s martial arts skills, he knew better than even Cheonma, her master.

Until he entered seclusion, they had trained together every single day.

“Gangho is full of crazy lunatics who’ve lost their minds. An innocent and kind child like Seolha is perfect prey for those bastards!”

“You’re not worried that Seolha might be stolen by another man?”

“…!”

As if hitting the mark, Eok I-geon was momentarily speechless.

There wasn’t anyone at headquarters who didn’t know that his second son was unusually obsessed with Seolha.

There was even an anecdote where Seolha walked around with her eyes closed because whenever she happened to make eye contact with another man, he would beat them to a pulp.

In short, the boy was crazy about Seolha.

“Tsk tsk, pathetic fool. You should have treated her well normally.”

“You treated her well!”

“What do you mean I treated her well?”

“When she got stuck during training, we worked through it together, and occasionally when we had free time, we went out together and shared delicious food.”

“That’s it?”

“What else should there be?”

“There’s no romance, no romance!”

Ah, Cheonma’s head throbbed as he wondered where on earth he should start teaching this fool.

“What is romance?”

“Do I have to teach you that too?”

“….”

“It’s homework. Keep thinking about what romance is as you go to Seolha.”

“How did you know I was going to Seolha?”

“Do you think only this father would know?”

This was a guy who threw such a fit when Seolha was sent alone – it would be stranger if he didn’t follow.

“Since it’s come to this, go and help her. The matter is serious, so don’t act rashly.”

Just as Cheonma was giving orders to Eok I-geon.

Flutter!

Gong Pae-cheon’s messenger hawk landed on the window of Macheondeon.

“Isn’t that Gong Gakju’s hawk?”

“That’s right. Gong Gakju is currently staying in Sichuan. It seems he’s brought news about Seolha.”

Cheonma hurriedly checked the contents with an expectant expression.

Gradually, anger began to rise on his face.

“What does it say to make you react like that?”

“….”

“Father!”

“Seolha… has been injured.”

Cheonma spoke through gritted teeth, unable to contain his anger.

“What did you just say? Who got injured?”

Tremendous killing intent erupted from Eok I-geon.

The energy was so fierce that the surrounding floor stones began to shake.

“You brat! Are you planning to blow up Macheondeon?”

Cheonma scolded while forcibly suppressing his son’s rampage with power.

“Who is it? Which bastard hurt Seolha!”

“Calm your excitement. Fortunately, it’s not a serious injury.”

“Either way, who is the opponent!”

He was ready to chase after them and wring their neck the moment a name was mentioned.

And that was exactly what Cheonma wanted too.

“How dare they touch my disciple?”

Cheonma only regretted that he couldn’t go himself.

“There’s an organization called Hyeolcheon-hoe.”

“Is it their doing?”

“According to Gong Gakju, they seem to be surviving descendants of the Blood Sect. Their methods are very similar.”

“The Honcheon Artifact was also their doing.”

Eok I-geon had already discovered traces of the Blood Sect in the fake Honcheon Artifact.

“Go and sweep them all away. I’ll test your capabilities with this opportunity.”

“…Are you saying you’ll make me your successor?”

“Why, don’t you want it?”

“Of course I do. You don’t have any other alternatives besides me anyway.”

He was annoyingly aware of his own position.

The eldest, Eok Wi-baek, lacked skill, and Eok Hwi-gyeom was too young.

His yellow nature was a flaw, but with Seolha around, controlling the guy wouldn’t be difficult.

“Then I’ll consider the deal settled.”

“Where should I go?”

“Wuhan.”

“I, I…!”

There wasn’t even a farewell greeting.

Watching Eok I-geon disappear like the wind without a trace, Cheonma stared at the empty air in disbelief before bursting into laughter.

“Ah, youth.”

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