The Youngest Prince of the Zhou Family - Chapter 30

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Youngest Master of the Zhu Family (30)

The End

This is a different development than expected.

Usually when someone falls into Qi Deviation, their reason flies away and only instinct remains.

In such a situation, it would be impossible to chase after me this quickly.

That should definitely be the case… but the shape of demonic energy visible in the distance was unmistakably Do Gon’s.

Along with the sound of bells, the Tang Family warriors moved in perfect unison.

“Young Master.”

Yu Ran asked with a serious expression, and I nodded, confirming her thoughts were correct.

“He’s gone mad. Even if he’s a Demon Cultist, this is the center of Sichuan…”

“He’s fallen into Qi Deviation. He’s lost his reason and can’t make proper judgments.”

A martial artist whose Blood Path has been severed can no longer be considered a martial artist.

At minimum, they become a cripple, or death is typical.

But Do Gon ignored such common sense and survived.

Instead of dying, his Qi and Blood were severed, causing his internal energy to begin rampaging properly.

‘Since he took a direct hit from the White Dragon Sword Scripture, even the Killing Lord would have had trouble enduring it.’

Befitting the Zhu Family’s supreme sword technique, each move of the White Dragon Sword Scripture boasted tremendous power.

The drawback was the massive internal energy consumption.

But even considering that, its power was truly worthy of being called the best under heaven without exaggeration.

“Let’s go.”

I spoke to Yu Ran and Mu Ying.

This was the seed I had sown.

It was only right that I should reap it as well.

Yu Ran also followed behind me, grinding her teeth as if chewing on this situation.

Given her personality, fleeing like this was something her pride couldn’t tolerate.

So we headed straight toward the Tang Family Main Gate.

There, Tang Family warriors had already formed ranks and were extremely tense.

At the front, Tang Family Head Dang Hwa-pyeong was walking out with a stern expression.

Soon Dang Hwa-pyeong personally opened the door, and outside, dozens of Tang Family martial artists surrounded Do Gon alone, pointing their swords at him.

“Stand back.”

Dang Hwa-pyeong, who instantly read Do Gon’s level, pulled the warriors back.

At his command, the warriors retreated without a word of protest.

Dang Hwa-pyeong stood tall before Do Gon.

“Hmm…?”

Dang Hwa-pyeong frowned and observed Do Gon carefully.

Bulging blood vessels and prominent spots.

His skin was mottled and simultaneously heated to a bright red.

Added to that was irregular breathing.

‘Qi Deviation.’

At a glance, this was clearly not a normal state.

Dang Hwa-pyeong let out a small sigh.

This kind of thing happened occasionally.

Demon Cultists learned Demonic Arts, and Demonic Arts penetrated demonic nature into the very marrow, often transforming them into madmen.

Such madmen who lost their reason would gain extremely vicious temperaments, destroying or killing everything they saw.

Do Gon unfortunately belonged to that category.

“Was all this fuss over just one guy like this?”

Dang Hwa-pyeong sternly reprimanded the warriors.

Then he called out quietly toward Do Gon.

“Can you hear my words?”

“…Revenge…”

However, Do Gon’s gaze was not directed at him.

Rather, it was directed at me, standing further behind.

Dang Hwa-pyeong also glanced back and tilted his head.

“What are you looking at right now…”

“…I will have… revenge!”

Bang!

In an instant, before Dang Hwa-pyeong could finish speaking, Do Gon took a single step.

But before he could take a few steps, Do Gon was suddenly dragged back in the direction he came from.

“…This is ridiculous.”

Dang Hwa-pyeong grabbed Do Gon’s nape with one hand and pulled him down.

Then he twisted his arm, drove downward, and struck his abdomen with a palm.

Thwack!

One of the Tang Family’s secret techniques.

Flying Catkin Palm.

Like scattering willow catkins, Dang Hwa-pyeong’s movements were swift and smooth.

However, Do Gon was not one to be defeated by Flying Catkin Palm.

Bang!

Do Gon, who had been knocked away, quickly got back up.

As if he had taken no damage at all.

“His condition is serious.”

Dang Hwa-pyeong shook his head and took a single step.

In an instant, his form was already behind Do Gon, and he extended his hand toward his neck.

Simultaneously, a hidden weapon emerged from the end of his sleeve, heading straight for Do Gon’s neck.

Clang!

But at that moment, Do Gon twisted his body with beast-like reflexes and deflected Dang Hwa-pyeong’s hidden weapon.

“Tsk.”

Dang Hwa-pyeong frowned at the somewhat troublesome situation.

“Don’t… interfere!”

Do Gon’s eyes flickered with red light as he charged straight at Dang Hwa-pyeong.

Thud thud thud! Tak!

Dang Hwa-pyeong moved his feet at tremendous speed.

Tang Family secret footwork technique, Shadow Phantom Step.

As if there were three Dang Hwa-pyeongs, he left three afterimages while instantly seizing Do Gon’s rear, then quickly extended his hand holding the hidden weapon.

‘Indeed.’

I admired that sight.

Movement without excess and swiftness difficult to follow with the eyes.

It wasn’t for nothing that he earned the title Formless Dark King.

Formless Dark King Dang Hwa-pyeong, one of the Three Kings, might not reach the Ten Supreme Masters, but he at least possessed skills comparable to them.

Crash!

Under Dang Hwa-pyeong’s hands scattered like rays of light, Do Gon exposed his upper body, which proved to be a fatal mistake.

“Kugh.”

He spat blood and staggered.

His mind grew hazy and he couldn’t open his eyes properly.

But he got up from his position once again.

His eyes were still directed toward me.

“Huh.”

On the other hand, Dang Hwa-pyeong didn’t seem to have any intention of killing his opponent.

‘It’s the chronic problem of the Orthodox Faction.’

When superior to an opponent, showing worthless magnanimity and acting as if they were some kind of sage.

Rather than disgusting, it was natural.

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Only the strong can bestow the mercy called magnanimity—I had already experienced this truth to the point of exhaustion.

“Family Head.”

I had no choice but to step forward.

“I know this face. May I handle this?”

“What are you saying now? It could be dangerous, so step back.”

“Are you going to kill him?”

“No one from the Tang Family was hurt, and he’s just a madman, isn’t he? There’s no need to kill him, we’ll just confine him somewhere…”

“That’s why I’m saying I’ll kill him, Family Head.”

I spoke firmly.

“If we don’t kill him, everyone will die.”

“Who would dare to target the Tang Family…”

“The Family Head of the Zhu Family taught me that the Martial World is such a place. Did I perhaps learn incorrectly?”

“…”

Dang Hwa-pyeong fell silent.

He couldn’t dare say I had learned incorrectly here.

That would amount to disrespecting the Zhu Family—no, the Sword Master.

They say warriors living in the Martial World walk on the edge of a blade.

This wasn’t something only the Zhu Family taught, but applied to all warriors from sects and noble families alike.

Perhaps only the Orthodox Faction had been stubbornly ignoring this basic unwritten law of the Martial World itself?

“…I will handle it.”

After making my final declaration, I approached Do Gon directly.

He was already half out of his mind, fallen into qi deviation.

Moreover, Do Gon looked like he didn’t even have the strength to properly stand under the Formless Dark King’s grip.

‘Twelve Demon Emperors.’

One of those Twelve Demon Emperors who had plunged the entire Martial World into sorrow had become a monster spewing only vengeance.

“Idiot.”

I hurled curses at Do Gon with a bitter smile.

“Graaagh!”

With a strange howl, Do Gon charged at me recklessly.

Dang Hwa-pyeong, who had been hesitating, finally stepped back.

I lightly drew up my internal energy and met Do Gon’s assault.

‘I can’t reveal my internal energy… I’ll finish this as quickly as possible.’

Azure Heaven Descending Dragon Energy.

The lower mental cultivation method, Dragon Heaven True Energy, had already taken on the complete form of Azure Heaven Descending Dragon Energy.

Therefore, with everyone watching now, there was only one mental cultivation method I could use.

‘Zhu Wall Divine Art.’

Whoosh!

Like flames that had been gently flickering suddenly bursting forth.

The energy of Zhu Wall Divine Art filled my entire body abundantly.

‘Huh.’

Normally, learning two or more types of energy, even from the same lineage of martial arts, was tantamount to suicide.

But Zhu Wall Divine Art was an exception.

It was the most fundamental mind art that formed the foundation of Zhu Family martial arts, and in terms of stability alone, it was the Zhu Family’s premier mental cultivation method.

Crash!

In the brief moment of blinking an eye, Do Gon’s sword slipped in toward my side.

I quickly twisted my waist to create space and leaped toward him in that short moment when Do Gon was retrieving his sword.

Break, strike, and destroy.

The essence of Black King Assault Body unfolded, containing all the most primitive characteristics of body techniques.

‘Zhu Destruction Ring Strike.’

Crack!

With the sound of bone breaking, one of Do Gon’s wrists snapped.

I grabbed the broken wrist and twisted it in the opposite direction, then pressed down with my full weight.

“Urgh… guh.”

Do Gon tried to forcibly squeeze out his strength to resist, but it wasn’t as easy as it sounded.

I hadn’t just put weight into it either—I had properly infused energy using the mysteries of Thousand Pound Weight.

Thud!

Finally, Do Gon was forced to kneel on one knee.

“What a shame.”

I whispered in his ear.

“If your body had been in normal condition, you wouldn’t have been beaten so miserably. Right?”

“…Guh. Even if I can’t… kill you… now… our cult will… hunt you… to the very end…”

Beyond the rising madness, Do Gon barely regained his senses for just a moment.

He kept trembling and shaking his body.

But even that soon came to an end.

He would want to move and cut my throat, but he couldn’t.

His body was already so broken that it wouldn’t be strange if he died at any moment.

“Don’t worry, go to hell first and wait. I’ll send all you Demonic Cult bastards to that place.”

Crack!

I grabbed Do Gon’s neck and snapped it.

His head fell helplessly, and soon his body collapsed as well.

“…”

“…”

The area became quiet.

Dang Hwa-pyeong frowned and gently patted my shoulder.

“Your methods were a bit excessive.”

“…”

I bowed my head in place of an answer.

‘Is this excessive?’

Not at all.

Rather, this was me showing great restraint.

I was ending the living hell they would experience before it could begin.

“I’ll… rest a bit.”

“Yes. Go in and rest.”

I headed straight to my room, and Dang Hwa-pyeong instructed the warriors to clean up.

Remnant Blood Kill Master, Do Gon.

His carelessness became his death.

In my previous life, and in this moment now.

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Late at night.

In a modest room with neatly arranged furniture that even looked simple at first glance.

I was having a private meeting with Dang Hwa-pyeong.

“I heard you had collapsed—was that the work of that demon cultist?”

“Yes.”

“But you look quite fine.”

“Thanks to the Tang Family’s care.”

At those words, Dang Hwa-pyeong closed his mouth for a moment.

He already knew from what he had heard from the physicians.

‘They said treatment was no longer necessary.’

But I didn’t bother voicing those words.

I simply thought there must be circumstances.

“You possess incredible internal energy.”

Dang Hwa-pyeong saw through my level at a glance.

“How old are you this year?”

“I’m fifteen.”

“Haha, that level at fifteen? If word got out, the world would be in an uproar.”

“I don’t particularly want it to be known.”

“Tsk tsk, as expected, Sword Master Elder Brother’s bloodline is different in some way.”

Dang Hwa-pyeong genuinely rejoiced in my achievement as if it were his own.

Expressing emotions honestly as they are, without hiding or exaggerating them.

That was one of the reasons I viewed the Tang Family favorably.

“I gratefully accept your praise.”

I quietly looked at Dang Hwa-pyeong.

In fact, this private meeting was something I had proposed to him first.

“So, what do you have to say?”

“Hmm.”

After pausing for a moment, I opened my mouth gravely.

“The Demon Cultist who died during the day followed me from Qinghai Province. He found his way to the Tang Family to look for me without a single moment of hesitation or mistake.”

“Is that so? Qinghai Province, that’s quite a long journey.”

Dang Hwa-pyeong answered nonchalantly.

What did it matter about a Demon Cultist who was already dead?

“Aren’t you curious?”

“About what?”

“Why did that Demon Cultist come to find me at the Tang Family here in Sichuan without the slightest hesitation? No… how did he come?”

“…”

At those words, Dang Hwa-pyeong’s hand stopped as he was bringing his tea cup to his lips.

In an instant, a heavy martial aura flowed from his entire body.

“You mean to say…”

“I mean there might be someone within the Tang Family who is in communication with Demon Cultists.”

Crack!

The tea cup in Dang Hwa-pyeong’s hand crumbled to powder and scattered.

“You’d better choose your words carefully.”

“You may not want to believe it, but if that’s not the case, it doesn’t make sense. From Qinghai to Sichuan. How could they know where I was going and move accordingly?”

“…”

I’m sorry, but it’s the truth.

The Demonic Cult’s rampage was a problem, but the real big problem was that spies were already planted within the Orthodox Martial World.

The Tang Family could not be an exception to that.

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