The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 306

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Chapter 60

“Grandfathers, it’s late at night and you must be tired from your long journey, so please go inside and rest. We’ve rented out the entire inn, so you won’t be disturbed.”

I quickly stood up to wrap up the gathering.

“Seolha.”

“Sit down for a moment.”

But as expected, our grandfathers are not to be underestimated.

They just wanted to spend a little more time with me, sitting upright and looking only at me.

“There’s tomorrow too. I’m also tired…”

The one who caught me as I tried to escape with a smile was, absurdly, Eok I-geon.

What am I supposed to do if you stop me, young master?

I had steeled my heart with such determination!

I sent signals telling him to please read the room, but my foolish beloved instead pulled me back and sat me in the chair.

“I have something to say.”

“You’ve been acting strange since earlier.”

“…Strange? What do you mean?”

At my question, all three men’s gazes simultaneously fixed on me.

“Why is our granddaughter’s body like this?”

“Could it be that you were injured fighting that Tam-rang fellow and it still hasn’t healed?”

The grandfathers’ eyes looking at me were full of worry.

“Your aerial movement technique earlier was peculiar. Isn’t our granddaughter’s internal energy demonic Buddhist energy?”

“But I could only sense pure Buddhist power.”

Ah, you caught that too?

“I couldn’t ask because there were guests present.”

“Now confess to this old man.”

Thud.

Then Eok I-geon suddenly grabbed my wrist. He carefully sent his internal energy into me to examine my body.

“…!”

Eok I-geon’s face hardened in an instant.

“What is the meaning of this?”

Anger was laced in Eok I-geon’s voice.

“What’s wrong? Is there a problem with Seolha’s body?”

“Why do you look like that?”

Even Bandit Grandfather and Am-jon Grandfather became tense.

“Seolha’s acupoints are… hardened.”

“What?”

“What did you say?”

At Eok I-geon’s answer, the two men jumped up and each grabbed my left and right hands.

I’ve been feeling this for a while now, but my body doesn’t seem to be mine anymore.

I sat still with only my eyes wide open, telling them to examine me as much as they wanted.

It wasn’t poison anyway, it was Blood Solidification Powder.

As far as I know, time is the medicine for this.

If I just let things flow naturally, it will heal on its own, right?

“S-Seolha!”

Am-jon Grandfather, who was well-versed in medicine and poisons, examined my meridians and blood vessels one by one.

“Did that Tam-rang do this? That bastard deserves to be torn apart and killed!”

Murderous intent gleamed in Bandit Grandfather’s eyes.

“I already killed him. You heard everything.”

“It was called the Bloodsky Sect, right?”

“Yes.”

“I must completely dry up the bloodline of these bastards! Grind!”

“You’ll break your teeth doing that.”

If you damage your permanent teeth, you’ll need implants.

Here, there’s no answer other than bone transformation or rejuvenation, so I hope you’ll be careful.

“What happened?”

Am-jon Grandfather, who had finished taking my pulse, asked while catching his breath.

“What on earth occurred?”

“…It’s Blood Solidification Powder.”

“Blood Solidification Powder?”

Am-jon Grandfather frowned.

“What is that?”

“What is Blood Solidification Powder?”

Bandit Grandfather and Eok I-geon asked Am-jon Grandfather with a slight time difference.

“It’s medicine.”

“Medicine? Not poison?”

At this completely unexpected answer, Bandit Grandfather’s eyes became sharp.

“Blood Solidification Powder is originally medicine used to treat internal injuries.”

“It’s medicine for treating internal injuries, but why do I feel like I’m hearing about it for the first time?”

“It’s medicine, but it’s a rarely used medicinal agent, so it’s natural that you don’t know about it.”

“I don’t understand. If it’s medicine, why has Seolha’s body become like this?”

When Eok I-geon asked, Am-jon Grandfather calmly explained.

“Blood Solidification Powder is medicine that temporarily solidifies the flow of internal energy to prevent qi circulation from worsening injuries when the danjeon or major meridians are severely damaged. Simply put, it hardens the acupoints to stop energy circulation in order to block wounds from getting worse.”

Wow, Am-jon Grandfather!

You knew about Blood Solidification Powder too?

In the original work, even Eok I-geon didn’t know what it was and suffered greatly, but the Dang Family is indeed different!

“Quickly detoxify it.”

Bandit Grandfather urged Am-jon Grandfather.

“I said it was medicine.”

“…?”

“I said it’s medicine, not poison.”

“Does that mean there’s no antidote?”

When Am-jon Grandfather confirmed this, tremendous energy burst from Eok I-geon and Bandit Grandfather.

“Oh my! Since it’s medicine, it’s not fatal to the body, so don’t worry! There’s nothing wrong with my body right now. And I forgot to mention earlier, but when I used only Buddhist power, the blood energy that Tam-rang was emitting just melted away smoothly. This doesn’t seem to be entirely bad.”

“So that’s why you became a Bodhisattva?”

Ugh!

I was momentarily hurt by Eok I-geon’s surprise attack.

“Father would be so pleased to know.”

Argh!

Isn’t this combo too much?

I’m already worried about that!

When I glared at Eok I-geon, he slightly avoided my gaze and asked Am-jon Grandfather again.

“You said there’s no antidote, but is treatment itself possible?”

“Of course. However, medicinal ingredients are needed.”

“Didn’t you just say there was no medicine?”

“There’s no medicine. Only treatment is possible.”

“Isn’t that the same thing?”

For Bandit Grandfather, who was still tilting his head in confusion, Am-jon Grandfather explained in simpler terms.

“We need to create a medicinal agent with opposite properties to neutralize the Blood Solidification Powder, and use the Meridian Circulation technique to melt the hardened internal energy.”

“Oh, then it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

The Meridian Circulation technique was a healing method that usually consumed an enormous amount of the practitioner’s internal energy.

Moreover, it was something difficult that could only be achieved by a considerable master.

But around me, there were plenty of people who could perform this Blood Pursuit technique.

It was a moment when I truly realized how lucky of a person I am.

“How fortunate that you’re the Dark Elder of the Sichuan Tang School. Truly fortunate!”

Bandit Grandfather firmly grasped Am-jon Grandfather’s hand, expressing his gratitude.

“We must protect our granddaughter, mustn’t we.”

“Yes! Yes! That’s right.”

Seeing the two of them being so affectionate, I couldn’t help but smile.

“I’m glad I got hit by the Blood Bone Mountain. You two look good together.”

I spoke sincerely, but both of their eyes wavered.

“Ahem!”

“Uh-hem!”

They quickly released their clasped hands and even turned their gazes away, seeming embarrassed.

“This old man should get going now.”

“I should go get some fresh air.”

The two of them disappeared quickly like the wind, as if they had made some sort of agreement.

“Pfft!”

Thanks to the two flustered grandfathers, I couldn’t stop laughing.

Our grandfathers are secretly cute, I tell you.

“By the way.”

I gently tugged at Eok I-geon’s collar and said playfully.

“Now it’s just the two of us.”

“Yes, we’re finally alone.”

Eok I-geon smiled like a painting and stroked my cheek.

“So what should we do now?”

“You’re asking something obvious.”

Right?

We should finish what we were doing earlier, shouldn’t we?

We quickly held hands and rapidly moved to find a place where no one would disturb us.

It was an incomparably luxurious room.

The walls were filled with precious paintings that couldn’t be easily obtained, the bookshelves held all kinds of ancient texts, and from the ceiling, lanterns intricately decorated with mother-of-pearl emitted a soft light.

The floor was covered with fur from Huguk, said to be softer than silk, making even walking feel cautious.

From incense burners placed throughout, mysterious fragrances rose up, gently enveloping the surroundings.

At the center of that space, a young man sat like an emperor.

He was Tae-eul, the leader of the Bloodsky Sect.

Dressed in a bright red robe made from the finest silk, his appearance gave off a mysterious yet bewitching feeling, as if he weren’t of this world.

On his face, which bore a faint smile, goodness and cruelty were exquisitely mixed.

He leaned halfway back in his chair and took a long draw from his pipe.

“Tam-rang is dead?”

His tone contained no sadness, bewilderment, or anger.

Just indifferent confirmation.

Even at the death of Tam-rang, his first disciple, not a single ripple stirred in his emotions.

“Yes.”

The one reporting to Tae-eul was the maid who had delivered the letter in Tam-rang’s study.

“How did he die?”

Tae-eul’s voice remained languid and bored.

His gaze also showed no change whatsoever.

“He was killed by the First Miss of the Demonic Sect. The First Miss disguised herself as Cheon Shin-mun and…”

Throughout the woman’s explanation, Tae-eul occasionally tapped the ash from his pipe into the ashtray.

“Mun-gok.”

The maid’s true identity was Tae-eul’s fourth disciple, Left Seat Mun-gok.

“Yes, Tae-eul!”

“Go to Sa Do-ryeon.”

“I obey.”

Mun-gok prostrated herself and struck her head against the floor.

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