The Survival Story Of A Fallen Lady - Chapter 25

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Survival of the Fallen Young Lady – Episode 25
“You dared to conceal Sacred Qi.”
Bi Hyeolrang’s brow furrowed at the sickening stench that hung in the air.
He recognized the owner of this brilliantly clear, radiant power.
Seo Heon.
The only human to have reached the pinnacle of the Five Flower Lotus.
He had involved himself in this matter after all.
“I detected an amusing scent on you, so I thought I’d let you live a while and see where it led.”
Beneath half-closed lashes, his crimson gaze bore down upon her.
“Do you wish to save this human?”
Clang—
“Hack……!”
As Bi Hyeolrang yanked the Chain, Seo Baek’s body was dragged forward like a beast.
“Look—is this the form of the human you wished to save?”
Bi Hyeolrang shook the Chain in his grip, and Seo Baek, drowning in agony, could only gasp and choke without resistance.
“How foolish, to cling to empty dreams.”
With a metallic laugh, dark crimson Demonic Qi poured from Bi Hyeolrang’s fingertips.
“Arraaaaahhh!”
As the Demonic Qi surged toward him, Seo Baek shrieked and writhed in agony.
The Sacred Qi that had been pushing it back scattered at once.
Seo Baek’s body, convulsing in pain, went limp.
Bi Hyeolrang clicked his tongue dismissively, then hurled Seo Baek into the corner.
At that, Cheon Gang lowered his body and lunged fiercely at Bi Hyeolrang.
“Grrrrr……! Woof!”
Cheon Gang charged, aiming for Bi Hyeolrang’s throat.
A contemptuous smile flickered across Bi Hyeolrang’s mouth.
In the same instant.
Crash—!
The crimson beast flew backward and slammed down beside Seo Baek.
“Yelp—!”
Blood sprayed from Cheon Gang’s jaws as he collapsed, unmoving.
“Cheon Gang!”
So A, startled, made to rush toward him.
But Bi Hyeolrang had already positioned himself in her path.
He flicked the blood from his fingertips casually, then licked the crimson digits with the tip of his tongue.
“A beast’s blood has no taste, you see.”
His gaze, slick with hunger, turned toward So A.
“But what of yours?”
Bi Hyeolrang closed his eyes and stepped closer.
So A’s back pressed against the cold stone wall as she retreated.
Nowhere left to run. A dead end.
“I promised you until the end of the day.”
A pale, cold hand grasped her chin and tilted her head upward.
“But since I’ve heard the beast sing, there’s no need to keep that promise anymore.”
In that moment, Bi Hyeolrang’s pupils split vertically.
“Perhaps I’ll wear your form and toy with the Mute King instead.”
Bi Hyeolrang bared his teeth in a smile, then seized the back of So A’s head and forced her chin upward.
“Ah……!”
As Bi Hyeolrang buried his face against her exposed throat—
He paused.
“How curious. That sweet, honeyed scent is why I thought to keep you alive for a day and amuse myself—but.”
He drew in a deep breath, then smiled with palpable interest.
“You’re a Dual Soul, aren’t you?”
His red eyes gleamed with excitement.
‘A Dual Soul……?’
At the unfamiliar term, So A’s eyes narrowed.
Bi Hyeolrang held her gaze, watching the bewilderment cloud her pupils, and his smile widened.
Rather than fear, something like contemplation had taken root in her.
How fascinating that this small human didn’t tremble.
“Are you not afraid?”
Cool fingertips brushed against So A’s chin.
“Soon you’ll lose your reason and rampage like a beast, becoming my sustenance for life?”
A breath cold as frost grazed her ear.
Then So A let out a laugh.
“I’m afraid not, demon.”
Her beautiful eyes curved like a crescent moon.
“That’s not going to happen.”
At the same moment.
Screeeee—!
A long, piercing cry echoed through the black depths of the Black Abyss Cave.
Then a torrent of white light poured forth.
Crash—!
The massive Stone Gate shattered, and dust billowed up.
And beyond it.
“Seo Heon……”
Black chains swayed gently.
For the first time, a smile faded from Bi Hyeolrang’s face.
‘He arrived at precisely the right moment.’
So A’s eyes met Un Jo’s.
“How amusing—the human girl has made her move.”
Bi Hyeolrang’s twisted mouth trembled with a thin smile.
The thick Sacred Qi was enough to turn the stomach.
‘There must have been those protecting him.’
Bi Hyeolrang’s crimson eyes fixed on the five-petaled lotus blooming on Seo Heon’s hand.
The Five Flower Lotus.
The highest pinnacle of the Sword Saint’s art.
It seemed they hadn’t been enough to stop him after all.
But Bi Hyeolrang swiftly rearranged his expression.
“Brother, it’s been so long.”
He wore Seo Baek’s face, spoke in Seo Baek’s voice, and offered a gentle smile toward Seo Heon.
At the familiar voice, the mouth hidden beneath the chains grew rigid.
Bi Hyeolrang approached in Seo Baek’s gait.
“How much I’ve missed you.”
【Silence, Bi Hyeolrang.】
Seo Heon gripped his sword tightly.
The figure before him was undoubtedly identical to the Seo Baek he once knew.
The tender voice.
The familiar gleam in those eyes from memory.
The beautiful curve of that smile.
An appearance so flawless that everyone had believed him to be the Medicine King.
But Seo Heon was not deceived by what lay on the surface.
Because a thick, repulsive Demonic Qi emanated from that figure.
Watching Seo Heon’s reaction, Bi Hyeolrang laughed with ease.
“Heon, are you thinking of killing me?”
The relaxed tone dripping with Seo Baek’s affection.
Whether Seo Heon fell for it or not hardly mattered.
He was already bound to Seo Baek through their Spirit Meridians.
To kill him would be to kill Seo Baek as well.
Therefore, Seo Heon could not kill him.
Not for a mere human sentiment.
Bi Hyeolrang sneered at mankind’s frail emotions and swung his hand.
Crimson energy crashed over Seo Heon like a wave.
Clang—!
White light burst forth, and a deafening roar split the air.
The pure Sacred Qi radiating from Seo Heon’s blade drove back the crimson Demonic Qi.
Where the two forces collided, stone dust cascaded down.
Bi Hyeolrang, wearing Seo Baek’s eyes, studied Seo Heon’s blade.
“Heon, your sword—it’s wavering, isn’t it?”
Because you cannot kill me.
Bi Hyeolrang laughed and unleashed Demonic Qi once more.
Clang!
Seo Heon blocked the attack again.
But that was all he could manage.
He could not cut down Bi Hyeolrang.
Only block, push back, receive—nothing more.
“How nostalgic it is to cross blades like this. It stirs memories of our youth.”
As Bi Hyeolrang spoke of those old times with perfect composure, the eyes beneath the mask flicked toward the rear.
Where the real Seo Baek lay collapsed.
A flicker. His gaze wavered for a heartbeat.
This is why humans are so fragile.
“Do you wish to save me, Heon?”
From Bi Hyeolrang’s fingertips flowed a denser Demonic Qi, which coalesced and clung to Seo Heon’s blade.
And then.
Shriek!
The twisted Demonic Qi flung Seo Heon’s sword spinning across the stone floor.
The blade skidded helplessly toward So A.
At the same moment, Bi Hyeolrang’s hand clamped down on the back of Seo Heon’s neck.
Seo Heon’s jaw clenched tight.
“Poor younger brother. You should have come a little sooner if you wished to save me.”
Bi Hyeolrang’s words drove into Seo Heon’s chest like a dagger.
It was too late.
Too late to save Seo Baek.
Bi Hyeolrang tightened his grip.
A pressure that threatened to snap the spine.
Red veins bulged across Seo Heon’s neck.
Then.
Crack!
The sound of something striking the stone floor rang out.
Bi Hyeolrang’s head turned.
“Hack—!”
From the darkness beyond, Seo Baek staggered to his feet, spitting blood.
He steadied himself against Seo Heon’s sword.
“What?”
Bi Hyeolrang’s face went rigid, glacial.
The Demonic Qi should have consumed all the Sacred Qi completely.
Yet those eyes—those were unmistakably human eyes.
“Heon… thank you.”
In that moment, Seo Baek released the sword that had been holding up his entire weight.
The instant he let go.
Whistle!
Seo Heon’s blade shot through the darkness.
Sling!
The pure white steel sliced clean through Bi Hyeolrang’s arm.
“Ugh!”
Bi Hyeolrang clutched his severed arm.
From between his clenched fingers, blood-dark Demonic blood dripped steadily.
The blade that had severed his limb was already in Seo Heon’s hand.
‘Was he truly trying to kill me?’
If he had not dodged, the blade would certainly have pierced his heart.
Even knowing that if he died, Seo Baek would die too.
“So in the end, you abandoned your brother and chose to save your own life?”
Bi Hyeolrang sneered at Seo Heon.
But Seo Heon merely raised his blade without hesitation.
In an instant, Sacred Qi surged forth in a torrent.
“…!”
Bi Hyeolrang desperately unleashed Demonic Qi to counter the incoming Sacred Qi.
‘So he truly intends to kill Seo Baek!’
The moment that realization struck him.
Crack—fissures spread across Bi Hyeolrang’s face.
“What—!”
Bi Hyeolrang touched his face.
The face he had to maintain in Seo Baek’s form was slowly cracking apart.
Bi Hyeolrang turned sharply to look at Seo Baek.
Seo Baek clutched his chest in agony.
Yet Demonic Qi was pouring out of his body.
‘The Spirit Meridian—!’
And beyond that, he saw a woman whose clear eyes held not a trace of fear, observing everything with perfect composure.
Her serene, fathomless gaze seemed to ask him this:
‘Do you think he dropped the sword by accident?’
Why had Seo Heon, who had reached the pinnacle of the Five Flower Lotus, clumsily let the sword fall?
Only then did Bi Hyeolrang’s eyes waver.
“Impossible—!”
Bi Hyeolrang understood.
The sword had not been dropped.
It was merely the means to transmit Sacred Qi to Seo Baek.
The Sacred Qi embedded in the sword severed the Spirit Meridian connecting Seo Baek and Bi Hyeolrang, cutting their fate asunder.
Crack—!
And the face of a demon wearing Seo Baek’s visage crumbled away.

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