The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 309

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Chapter 63

Gooooo!

“Th-that is…!”

“D-demonic energy!”

Seeing the dark demonic energy emanating from Eok Hwi-gyeom, Jang Han-su panicked and screamed.

Regardless, Eok Hwi-gyeom swung his wooden clapper forcefully toward the man.

Crash!

Jang Han-su’s flying sword collided with the wooden clapper and shattered into pieces.

“Argh!”

Trampling on Jang Han-su who fell backward disgracefully, Eok Hwi-gyeom leaped forward.

“A-a demon!”

“A demon has appeared!”

Among the lackeys who had been making a fuss about helping Baek Ri-hyeok, the younger ones, So Dae-geon and Jin Il-dong, turned pale and stepped backward.

Even in the midst of this, they managed to swing their swords wildly, but they only cut through empty air.

“You dared to act up with such pathetic skills? How utterly ridiculous.”

Thwack!

Crash!

Under Eok Hwi-gyeom’s ferocious demonic energy, their swords also lost their form and crumbled.

“Aaargh!”

“Urgh!”

So Dae-geon and Jin Il-dong vomited blood and rolled on the floor from the internal energy that flowed back through their broken swords.

“H-how can a demon…!”

“Do you think you can remain safe in Wuhan after doing this!”

Before Eok Hwi-gyeom’s overwhelming martial arts and fierce demonic energy, Jang Han-su lost his fighting spirit.

Even Hwang A-aeng, the only woman among them, trembled and cowered beside him.

It was then that Yang Ha-rin’s telepathic message flew in.

“Hey, you idiot! What are you going to do by just unleashing demonic energy!”

‘Gasp, that’s right!’

Only then did Eok Hwi-gyeom realize that in his excitement, he had forgotten about Buddhist techniques.

“If you’re from Cheon-sin-mun, you should use Buddhist martial arts! Won’t you come to your senses!”

At Yang Ha-rin’s advice, Eok Hwi-gyeom hastily activated the Buddhist techniques of Gyeong-oe Gi-hyeol.

Whoooosh!

Golden auspicious energy quickly enveloped the demonic energy completely.

It was a moment when the power of Shaolin Temple’s Daehwandan was fully revealed.

Tap! Tap!

Rattle—

“Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva.”

Thinking something was lacking, Eok Hwi-gyeom belatedly tapped his wooden clapper and chanted the Buddhist invocation.

From the perspective of Baek Ri-hyeok’s lackeys, it was an absurd and bewildering situation.

“Wh-who exactly are you!”

“I am the third young master of Cheon-sin-mun.”

“Ch-Cheon-sin-mun?”

At Eok Hwi-gyeom’s answer, the pupils of Jang Han-su and Hwang A-aeng shook violently.

The tale of capturing spies who had infiltrated the Martial Arts Alliance through the activities of Seolha and the Cheon-sin-mun disciples was already famous throughout Wuhan.

Thanks to this, stories about Cheon-sin-mun dominated conversations everywhere these days.

“S-since you’re from an outskirt sect, you must not know the ways of the world.”

Perhaps due to Cheon-sin-mun’s reputation, the opponent’s tone became noticeably softer.

However, he still looked at Baek Ri-hyeok, who was holding his head and groaning, and spoke firmly.

“No matter how great Cheon-sin-mun may be, it cannot compare to the Five Great Families! The elder brother you’ve reduced to this state is the clan leader of the Baekri Family!”

He certainly talked a lot.

But there was nothing about himself.

From the moment he entered the restaurant until now, he had only been absorbed in useless praise, saying things like “the Five Great Families this” and “the Baekri Family that.”

“Pathetic bastard.”

Crack!

As if he was no longer worth dealing with, Eok Hwi-gyeom struck Jang Han-su’s head with his wooden clapper.

“Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva.”

And this time he didn’t forget to immediately recite the Buddhist invocation.

“Kyaaah!”

Frightened by Eok Hwi-gyeom’s merciless action, Hwang A-aeng screamed and ran outside.

“Ah!”

In doing so, she collided head-on with a middle-aged man who was just entering the restaurant and fell on her bottom.

“You should watch where you’re going! Are you alright?”

The person who simultaneously scolded Hwang A-aeng and asked about her safety was Baek Ri-jong-do, an elder dispatched from the Baekri Family to the Martial Arts Alliance.

Recognizing him, Hwang A-aeng brightened and urgently pleaded.

“P-please save me!”

“…Aren’t you the child who was with Hyeok?”

He couldn’t remember her family name or given name, but she was a child he had been introduced to by his nephew and clan leader Baek Ri-hyeok a few days ago.

He seemed to recall hearing she was the daughter of a small sect near Hangzhou in Zhejiang Province.

“What are you doing here? Did you come with Hyeok by any chance?”

“B-brother… No! The young master has been injured!”

“What? Who got hurt?”

There was no need to hear the rest. Baek Ri-jong-do immediately headed to the upper floor, where he discovered Baek Ri-hyeok collapsed and groaning while bleeding profusely.

“H-Hyeok!”

Baek Ri-jong-do rushed over in a few strides to check on Baek Ri-hyeok’s condition. Fortunately, despite the bleeding, it didn’t seem to be a serious injury.

“Elder! It’s that bastard!”

Hwang A-aeng, who had followed him up, pointed at Eok Hwi-gyeom and shouted.

“That bastard attacked the young master without warning!”

“Is that so?”

Killing intent instantly emanated from Baek Ri-jong-do’s body.

“How dare you lay hands on the clan leader of the Baekri Family, you must have nerves of steel!”

Clang!

Glaring at Eok Hwi-gyeom, Baek Ri-jong-do drew his sword.

“Don’t resent me for being cruel. I’ll kill you as painlessly as possible.”

“Hah! Your confidence is remarkable.”

The opponent was clearly an adult.

Eok Hwi-gyeom found it simply amusing that this old man would draw his sword and make threats without even trying to understand the situation.

He was worried about the future, wondering why all these so-called righteous sect people were like this.

“Insolent bastard!”

He had tried to show some mercy, but this was someone who couldn’t be reasoned with.

“You bastard!”

Baek Ri-jong-do kicked off from his position and leaped up.

Swoooosh!

Swish!

His sword dazzlingly confused Eok Hwi-gyeom’s vision.

“The Baekri Family’s sword technique is illusion swordsmanship!”

Yang Ha-rin informed him about the Baekri Family’s martial arts through telepathy.

‘Illusion swordsmanship?’

Eok Hwi-gyeom chuckled.

Variations are relatively light.

Lightness can be suppressed simply by heaviness.

Guoooo!

Clear sword energy formed on Eok Hwi-gyeom’s wooden gong. He still faced Baek Ri-jong-do while holding the wooden gong instead of a sword.

Eok Hwi-gyeom’s momentum as he pressed forward steadily was in no way inferior to Baek Ri-jong-do’s.

Baek Ri-jong-do’s expression hardened as this much younger opponent emitted energy comparable to his own.

“You had quite some tricks up your sleeve!”

At this point, Baek Ri-jong-do had no other choice.

Soon after, the Shadow Flower Hundred Sword Style, called the ultimate technique of the Baekri Family, unfolded from his hands.

Kagagagagang!

Baek Ri-jong-do’s sword was like streaks of rain.

As the rain streaks filled with sword energy poured down like a downpour, Eok Hwi-gyeom’s Buddhist power surrounded by demonic energy cracked and shattered.

Pasasak!

Finally, when all the Buddhist power disappeared, fierce demonic energy revealed its true force.

“…Demonic energy?”

Surprised by this, Baek Ri-jong-do’s offensive momentarily faltered.

Eok Hwi-gyeom didn’t miss that opening and burrowed into his embrace, unleashing demonic energy like broken shackles.

Huaaaang!

As if responding to that energy, the wooden gong let out a dull cry.

“Gal!”

Though caught off guard for a moment, Baek Ri-jong-do was an experienced master.

He quickly pulled his body back and stabbed at the wooden gong striking toward his chest.

Jjeoeong!

Sword and wooden gong collided as sword energy and demonic energy became entangled.

Kwaaaaang!

The two energies ultimately couldn’t overcome each other and exploded.

“Eup!”

“Eut!”

Eok Hwi-gyeom and Baek Ri-jong-do were both pushed back side by side.

“You bastard, now I see you were a demon!”

A demon had appeared in Wuhan in broad daylight.

And the Baekri Family had caught it.

Baek Ri-jong-do was already swept up in elation.

“Eok Hwi-gyeom! Your Buddhist power broke!”

“I know that too! I’m thinking about what to do!”

“What do you mean what to do! Recite the demon-subduing mantra right now, you fool!”

‘Ah, right. There was the demon-subduing mantra!’

Taking Yang Ha-rin’s advice to heart once again, Eok Hwi-gyeom recited the demon-subduing mantra.

“Om somani somani hum harihanna harihanna hum…”

Swaaaaa—

The Buddhist power that had been suppressed by demonic energy came back to life and wrapped around the demonic energy.

Meanwhile, Baek Ri-jong-do, who had finished catching his breath, quickly closed the distance and attacked.

Swaeeeeaek!

Eok Hwi-gyeom bent his waist back to dodge his opponent’s sword aimed at his neck while simultaneously striking the blade away with his wooden gong.

“Idiot! Your Buddhist power is fading again!”

“Damn it!”

Eok Hwi-gyeom had no choice but to strike the wooden gong again.

He also recited the demon-subduing mantra to rekindle the Buddhist energy.

“Harihanna banaya hum anaya hok baabam baara hum batak…”

Hwareureuk!

Like sparks rising from extinguished fire, the Buddhist power came alive.

The problem was that Baek Ri-jong-do wasn’t giving him time to properly establish his Buddhist power.

He had absolutely no reason to wait for Eok Hwi-gyeom.

“How dare a mere demon crawl into Wuhan?”

Kagagagang!

Baek Ri-jong-do’s sword and Eok Hwi-gyeom’s wooden gong clashed repeatedly.

Eok Hwi-gyeom’s Buddhist power wavered precariously, as if it might go out at any moment.

“If you let that go out, Seolha will kill you!”

“Who doesn’t know that?”

That’s exactly why he was doing this now!

‘Haah.’

Cold sweat flowed.

When he should be fighting like a proper demon by throwing everything away, there were too many things to worry about.

“See, didn’t I always tell you to strike the wooden gong more often and cultivate your Buddhist devotion?”

“…”

“You really don’t listen to what I say!”

Finally, Eok Hwi-gyeom exploded at Yang Ha-rin’s nagging continued through telepathy.

“Uaaaaaaak!”

He let out a scream like a shriek and charged at Baek Ri-jong-do.

“Baekri Family or whatever, all of you can go to hell with Avalokitesvara!”

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