The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 54

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Chapter 54

“Oh ho! The First Princess’s fourth match opponent is Poison Hand Swift Kill Jin Ga-sam.”

“What kind of person is he?”

Blood Shadow Unit leader Yang Hong’s words caught the interest of Cheonma Eok Yeo-gwang.

Though his internal energy was far inferior compared to his disciple Seolha, his sharp killing intent was so seasoned that it could be felt even from here.

“True to his alias, he’s a talent who freely wields poison hands and swift swords. He currently serves as the 3rd Squad Leader in the Blood Shadow Unit.”

The Blood Shadow Unit was an organization where squad leader positions changed according to martial arts skill.

Being the 3rd Squad Leader meant he was the third strongest in the unit, excluding the leader and vice-leader.

“The First Princess might struggle.”

“Compared to Im Ung, her first opponent, she’s met quite a troublesome adversary.”

“Experience is indeed hard to ignore.”

Though the duel hadn’t even started yet, everyone seemed to predict Jin Ga-sam’s victory.

Though she was said to have inherited the legacy of Mahu, the legendary figure of the Demonic Sect, Seolha had a fatal weakness.

That was her complete lack of experience.

Moreover, Jin Ga-sam was someone whose specialty was hidden weapons.

Their assessment was that with Seolha’s current skill level, defeating Jin Ga-sam would be overwhelming.

“Everyone’s evaluation of my disciple is quite harsh.”

“We had no intention of offending the Sect Leader.”

“Same here. Please don’t take offense.”

“It’s merely a prediction.”

“Haha, I’m not upset, so don’t worry.”

Cheonma said with a laugh to the leaders who hastily made excuses.

“Watch carefully. See how my disciple wins.”

“Are you certain of the First Princess’s victory, Sect Leader?”

When Gong Pae-cheon interjected with a question, Cheonma nodded while looking at the dueling platform.

“I never taught my disciple how to lose.”

How could Cheonma not know that experience was most important in battle?

However, that only applied when both were in the same category.

Mahu’s martial arts and Jin Ga-sam’s martial arts were of completely different grades from the start.

No matter how hard one tried, there were walls of superior martial arts that couldn’t be overcome.

What he had taught Seolha was martial arts of precisely that level.

‘Now, soar high.’

So that no one at headquarters can look down on you.

Cheonma’s eyes toward Seolha sparkled with faith and expectation.

Ah damn, what’s this?

After exchanging greetings with Jin Ga-sam and taking a dueling stance, Seolha felt an inexplicable eerie chill.

Am I scared of my opponent?

No, that can’t be.

I was the one who defeated Seo-ryeon and Cheon-gang, and later even Eok I-geon’s ambush.

Though Jin Ga-sam was glaring at me as if I were some mortal enemy, far from being scared, I found it laughable.

I survived all that chaos, and I’d lose to Jin Ga-sam?

Then there’d be something seriously wrong with me.

Even facing an opponent stronger than Im Ung, I wasn’t trembling at all. Rather, I was pissed off.

If it weren’t for you!

If it weren’t just for you, I wouldn’t have suffered like that!

My White Jade Hand Demonic Art was born from anger, betrayal, and the desire for revenge.

From Poison Hand Swift Kill Jin Ga-sam’s perspective, it might be quite an unfair excuse, but that wasn’t my concern.

Thwack!

As if deciding to strike first, Jin Ga-sam closed the distance and thrust his sword.

I quickly leaned my waist to the side and swung my left arm.

White Curtain Whirlwind.

I created a whirlwind with my sleeve and wrapped it around Jin Ga-sam’s sword.

Wow!

I have to admit this.

How brutally did I train for my body to move on its own like this?

Eok I-geon, I recommend you as the… no, as Geonyeong-gak’s top instructor.

The method was despicable, but he definitely had talent for teaching.

Ping!

As I trapped Jin Ga-sam’s sword with my sleeve, he struck at my face with his palm.

‘It’s a feint!’

I immediately noticed the shallow wind was fake. His real target was the flying sword hidden in his sleeve wrapped around his wrist.

“Huh!”

Didn’t they say no killing moves in duels?

If throwing a flying sword directly at someone’s face isn’t a killing move, then what is?

If that pierced my brain, wouldn’t it be instant death?

Bewildered, I hastily pushed my internal energy to my fingertips.

My already white hands shone even whiter like white jade.

With that hand, I grabbed the sword stabbing toward my face.

Screech!

The sharp blade scraped within my grasp as if it would shatter.

“Is that the White Jade Hand?”

“That’s right! Mahu’s White Jade Hand Demonic Art!”

“Woooooooh!”

“Following the Demon Phoenix Flying Steps, the White Jade Hand Demonic Art has appeared!”

“A true successor of Mahu!”

Seeing the brilliantly white glowing hand and hand techniques, the demonic practitioners went wild again. With Mahu’s martial arts appearing one after another, everyone held their breath. They were curious about what would come next.

Even those seated in the VIP section felt the same.

“From footwork to hand techniques…”

“Now I understand the Sect Leader’s words to just watch. I can also comprehend why he guaranteed victory.”

“However, there’s one thing that puzzles me.”

Wi-rin, the head of Goru (Skull) Wiga who had been quiet until now, spoke for the first time.

“I understand that Mahu’s martial arts require tremendous amounts of internal energy as each technique is extremely advanced. And I heard that the First Princess hasn’t been receiving teachings from the Sect Leader for very long.”

“Head Wi, what do you wish to ask?”

“Is the First Princess truly of maid origins? No matter how genius-level talent one possesses, internal energy is a different matter.”

“Do you think I transferred my internal energy to her?”

“Didn’t you?”

Since that was the only way Seolha’s current martial arts level made sense, not just Head Wi but everyone listened intently to Cheonma’s answer.

“It’s a spiritual medicine.”

“Military Advisor Gong?”

It was Gong Pae-cheon who stepped forward in place of Cheonma.

“She’s the Sect Leader’s first disciple, isn’t she? We simply provided Punghon Pills according to precedent.”

“Those Punghon Pills still remain?”

It was a spiritual medicine obtained even at the cost of destroying the Punghon-mun sect. It would have been better if they could have learned the manufacturing method too, but unfortunately, that had failed.

“How many more are there?”

The topic instantly shifted to talk of Punghon Pills.

“If it’s Punghon Pills, that more than explains it!”

Punghon Pills, known for their excellent effects in enhancing internal energy, were something any martial artist would covet, especially those blocked by advancement barriers.

“It would be best to postpone this discussion for later. Let’s watch the duel first.”

Gong Pae-cheon smoothly evaded giving an answer.

Bang!

It was then that a heavy impact sound erupted from the dueling arena.

Seolha’s attack had sent Jin Ga-sam sliding backward.

How dare you use hidden weapons in a duel?

‘Your character is rock bottom too!’

My anger gauge was already high from his reckless training methods, and you really picked the wrong day for this.

I gritted my teeth and charged toward Jin Ga-sam.

Naturally, my first step was the Demon Phoenix Flying Steps.

Like skimming over water, I dove into my opponent’s embrace like a phoenix, graceful yet low.

Thwack!

Reaching Jin Ga-sam’s chest, I struck at his neck with my hand blade.

He leaned his upper body back slightly and countered with his sword despite the short distance.

“Hah!”

After several exchanges like this.

Suddenly, with a battle cry, Jin Ga-sam’s form spun rapidly like a top.

Swoosh!

And then swords shot out consecutively as if firing arrows.

There was clearly only one sword, but looking at the thrusts, it was easy to mistake them for seven or eight.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Crack!

He was indeed fast, living up to his reputation as a master of swift swords.

Though he wasn’t as fast as Seo-ryeon, of course.

I used my sleeves as a solid shield to block all of Jin Ga-sam’s attacks.

Clang-clang-clang!

Sparks flew over my collar and Jin Ga-sam’s sword was finally deflected.

‘Now’s my chance!’

I leaped up like a phoenix flying in reverse and positioned myself behind him.

Jin Ga-sam seemed flustered, but twisted his body and threw another hidden blade concealed in his sleeve.

I knew you’d do that!

I blocked it the first time, but there’s no need to block a second time.

I deflected the hidden blade with White Hand Bewilderment and grabbed the slashing sword blade.

“Eeek!”

Jin Ga-sam struggled desperately to pull his sword from my grip, but that wasn’t going to happen.

With the original sixty years of internal energy in my body, plus using Hong-hwan lately to practically run an internal energy factory, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say so.

“Hup!”

I drew my true energy to its limit.

As I infused increasingly strong internal power into my pale hand, red energy began to surge.

Grooooo!

Screech— Screech!

The blade cracked under that force, and a sound like scraping metal echoed around us.

“Hah!”

Jin Ga-sam, who had been struggling to retrieve his sword, soon gave up and repeatedly attacked my face with another short blade he had hidden.

Just how many hidden weapons do you have stashed away?

Having engaged him, he wasn’t even an opponent worth prolonging the duel with.

I spun my body quickly like a phoenix snatching its prey and swung the sword I was holding down hard.

The recoil sent Jin Ga-sam’s body floating in the air before crashing to the ground together.

“Gahk!”

Jin Ga-sam groaned from the violent impact. Shattered sword fragments rained down on him.

I held up my pale hand like a sword blade and aimed it at Jin Ga-sam’s neck.

That would be more terrifying to him than any sword.

“I, I surrender.”

Finally, I extracted a surrender from Jin Ga-sam.

Yes!

This is victory!

It was when I was rejoicing and smiling in triumph.

“Is the sword at your waist just an ornament?”

I froze like ice at Eok I-geon’s telepathic message.

“Tsk tsk, to be so caught up with swift swords and hidden weapons that you couldn’t draw your sword even once.”

Only then did I remember.

That I had a sword.

A very fine sword at that.

“This won’t do. Sword technique special training starts right after the tournament!”

Wobble.

I clearly won and should feel good, so why am I getting dizzy?

‘I miss Grandmother…’

Whenever I felt depressed, the first person who always came to mind was our Shin Geum.

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