The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 192

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 192

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“Hey, did you hear? Last night….”
“Shh! Keep it down.”
No matter how vast the Demon Sect of Tianshan was, it was still Tianshan.
Small rumors swelled like snowballs and spread in the blink of an eye, so news of what happened last night became known in an instant.
Yet the Demon Sect disciples huddled together fell silent.
The enthronement ceremony would begin shortly.
It was the day a new absolute ruler representing the Demon Sect of Tianshan would be established, and they seemed unwilling to speak of anything unseemly.
Thus, the Heavenly Demon’s enthronement ceremony began.
Dong— dong— dong— dong—!
From the Heavenly Demon’s Palace to Maun-bong and Demon Abyss.
The bells rang without hesitation as all Demon Sect disciples bowed their heads.
With that, the one who appeared was none other than Ma Un.
Dressed in splendid robes unlike before, she emerged from her quarters and began moving toward the Demon Heaven Palace.
Along the path, countless Demon Sect disciples prostrated themselves and bowed their heads.
A display of respect toward the strongest and highest of the Demon Sect.
No one raised their head, and no one opened their mouth.
Soon, Ma Un, who had been walking toward the Demon Heaven Palace, stopped before a tree.
A single massive tree situated beside the Demon Heaven Palace.
Ancient enough to suggest considerable age, its sprawling branches revealed grandeur.
I had seen this before.
It was the very symbol that represented the Demon Sect.
Some believed that since those who walk the Demonic Way are despised beyond measure, their symbol would be something equally abhorrent, but unexpectedly, this tree’s appearance had become the symbol representing the Demon Sect.
Observing its form from a distance, I turned my head to look at Gu Ma-hyeop beside me.
“What exactly is that tree?”
“It is the Demon Spirit Tree. From the moment the Demon Sect was founded until now, it has always stood as if protecting us.”
“A Divine Tree, then.”
I nodded as I listened to Gu Ma-hyeop’s words.
From the moment the Demon Sect was founded until now.
That tree must have witnessed the birth of countless new Heavenly Demons, and shared in the joys and sorrows of the Demon Sect.
Yes, thinking about it, I could understand why a tree had become the symbol representing the Demon Sect.
Ma Un approached the Demon Spirit Tree and opened her mouth as if proclaiming that she had become the sect leader.
In an instant, the cheers of the people filled the air.
-Uwaaaaaa!
Not only from the Heavenly Demon’s Palace but also from Maun-bong and Demon Abyss.
The shouts heard from all around seemed to spread across the entirety of Tianshan.
The sound alone was enough to make one’s chest swell with grandeur.
Soon, Ma Un, having absorbed the fervent wishes of all the Demon Sect disciples, began to emit thick, dark demonic energy.
As if revealing his momentum without restraint, the cheers of the crowd grew louder and louder.
Now it was less grandeur and more ear-splitting.
Then.
Ma Un, who had been releasing his demonic energy, slowly began to move toward the Demon Heaven Palace.
The door, which had been firmly shut as if it would never open, responded to the demonic energy and swung open without resistance. The moment he stepped inside, it slammed shut with a tremendous sound.
Boom!
—Waaaaaaah!
A new Demon Sect Master was being born.
And those watching held their breath.
Then.
Muk-hwang’s demonic energy, which stretched like clouds from the Demon Spirit Tree to the Demon Heaven Palace, began to surge back toward the Demon Spirit Tree.
As if the reason for drawing up this energy had been for this very moment.
Soon it settled into the Demon Spirit Tree.
As if absorbing the demonic energy released by the new supreme ruler, the aura of Muk-hwang that stretched around the area seeped into the Demon Spirit Tree and vanished. Finally.
Flowers began to bloom.
Like countless plum blossoms blooming, the black flowers symbolic of the Demon Sect burst forth across the entire Demon Spirit Tree, creating a magnificent spectacle.
I, as well as Chaeseoha and Namgung Yeon watching nearby, and even Jang Chuchyeong could not hide their astonishment.
“Remarkable. I never thought I would witness such a rare sight.”
“The Black Spirit Flowers of the Demon Spirit Tree can only bloom by one destined to become the Sect Master. That is why the Demon Sect disciples say that Heaven has chosen the new Sect Master.”
“So no one else can make them bloom?”
“Haha, regrettably not. Quite a fascinating thing, is it not?”
I gazed at the unfolding spectacle before me with fascinated eyes.
The Black Spirit Flowers that only the Demon Sect Master could bloom.
A mystical sight that seemed to belong only to legends.
The Demon Sect disciples spoke of Heaven choosing the Master, and witnessing this scene, I found it entirely convincing.
Having absorbed the wondrous sight, I turned my gaze elsewhere.
Near the Demon Heaven Palace.
Despite the countless demonic cultivators gathered there cheering, I noticed a peculiar group trembling with anxiety.
“Impressive that you’re still alive.”
I could identify who they were.
Those who had joined hands with Nam Tae-cheon to harm Muk-hwang.
I had expected them to be imprisoned somewhere or beheaded, but they appeared quite intact.
However, anxiety and fear were evident in their expressions and eyes.
I glanced briefly at Gu Ma-hyeop.
Though he wore a bitter smile without saying anything, observing how things were unfolding, I could guess.
He had simply let them be.
To Ma Un, who had become the Master, such creatures—whether kicked aside, trampled upon, or threatening with needles—posed no real threat.
Quite magnanimous indeed.
They will never be able to lift their heads before Ma Un again.
Kneeling with bowed heads, they will stand at the forefront of absolute obedience.
Because they understand it is the only way to survive.
As I observed them with pitying eyes for a moment.
The voice of Gu Ma-hyeop beside me rang out.
“It is time to enter now.”
At those words, I nodded my head.
The time had come to meet the new Demon Sect Leader.

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The place called Macheongung was incomparably more splendid and magnificent than Ma Un’s residence.
Not only was this evident from the outside, but the interior was adorned with countless decorative objects symbolizing the status of the Heavenly Demon, each one sufficiently imposing to instill a sense of pressure in any observer.
The interior of such a palace emanated an aura so overwhelming that it caused those who beheld it to shrink back, and Jang Chuchyeong and Namgung Yeon, who glanced about nervously, were drooling from the sheer oppressive force.
However, what struck most profoundly was something else entirely.
The throne of the Heavenly Demon positioned at an even greater height.
In the vast space that could only be seen by raising one’s head, the Heavenly Demon’s throne sat solitary, and the sense of oppression it radiated was incomparable to what was felt throughout the hall.
Without realizing it, I let out an awkward laugh and swallowed hard.
Then, she appeared.
Thump, thump—
With the sound of footsteps echoing from somewhere, Ma Un revealed herself. Clad in a pitch-black dragon robe, she walked without hesitation toward the throne, and the moment she took her seat, I involuntarily gasped.
I had often heard the saying that the position makes the person.
Especially, that had been the case in Beijing.
But now it was clearly different.
The person makes the position shine all the more brightly.
The throne seemed to have been created solely for Muk-hwang.
The figure now seated was unmistakably different from the one I had seen yesterday.
Her gaze had grown deeper, and the aura she emanated was transformed.
The one before my eyes was undoubtedly the apex of the Heavenly Demon Sect of Tianshan.
She was so overwhelmingly commanding that such thoughts were inevitable.
As everyone except me trembled under the pressure and bowed their heads, a short laugh—pffft—pierced my ears.
Then, a voice was heard.
“Do you know why I have summoned you?”
“It is time to settle a debt.”
“A debt… How amusing.”
Ma Un’s expression changed as she regarded me.
As if she found it absurd and exasperating.
Who would dare speak so boldly of settling a debt with the Leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect of Tianshan?
Because of this, anxiety appeared on the faces of my trembling companions.
However, I paid it no particular mind.
In the first place, we are not Demon Sect disciples.
Moreover, one must not forget that this side is a creditor who has come to collect a debt, while that side is a debtor who owes one.
I offered a slight smile toward Ma Un, and he too curved his lips into a small smile.
“You wish for a sword to be forged by the Master of the Forging Chamber?”
“Yes, that is correct.”
“Then let it be done. It is no great difficulty.”
The one most shocked by those words was Gu Ma-hyeop, who stood nearby.
It was an act of casually overturning the doctrine that a sword forged by the Master must belong solely to the Heavenly Demon, and he should have opposed it, yet there were no elders or senior disciples present to voice objection, and Gu Ma-hyeop possessed no authority to speak.
I bowed respectfully.
If this fact were to become known, it could cause considerable upheaval, but such matters were nothing more than trifles to Ma Un.
After all, I had gained far more through my own existence.
Rather, it felt as though I had come out ahead in this exchange.
Ma Un was not one to overlook such things.
Thereafter, Ma Un’s gaze turned toward Chaeseoha.
The debt of the Uiseonchae household that had lingered unresolved for so long.
Now he sought to settle it.
“Bring it forth.”
At those weighty words that resonated through the space, Grand Master Baek-gong appeared from wherever he had been waiting.
A small wooden box was held in his hands, and as he carefully approached Chaeseoha, he handed her what he carried.
“Please accept this. It is something the Previous Heavenly Demon had procured for the Chae household.”
She received the wooden box with a bewildered expression and looked toward me, as if asking whether she might open it here. I nodded in affirmation.
The moment she carefully opened it.
Click—
Several items within came into view.
The first thing to catch the eye was a spirit elixir.
Undoubtedly, the Demon Sect’s Soul-Demon Spirit Pill, known to be in no way inferior even when compared to the Great Restoration Pill.
It could not be obtained by anyone outside the Demon Sect, and even within the sect, only the Sect Master could possess such a spirit elixir.
Therefore, even I widened my eyes in surprise.
Yet the astonishment did not end there.
The object placed beside the spirit elixir.
Two volumes of books and one short blade.
The short blade was certainly an item worthy of being called a treasure sword, one of the two books was a cultivation method, and the other was a secret manual called the Demon Hand Dagger Blade.
I gazed upon the secret manual among them and asked.
“The Demon Hand Dagger Blade, you say…?”
“One of the Previous Heavenly Demon’s exclusive martial arts.”
The moment those words reached my ears.
I smacked my lips and offered a bitter smile.
So it was not the short blade technique of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art that only the Sect Master could learn.
I could not help but feel a twinge of disappointment, yet it was acceptable.
After all, I need only extract the essence from it.
Moreover, merely obtaining the Heart Technique was an extraordinary achievement in itself.
I had managed to procure other items through various means, but the Heart Technique had proven far more elusive.
As I pondered this, I glanced at Chaeseoha, only to find her expression rather indifferent—she seemed to show little interest beyond the Spirit Elixir.
However, her eyes widened as she gazed upon the final object.
She quickly reached out and grasped it, turning it over in her hands to examine it from every angle before letting out a gasp of astonishment.
“The Immortal Soul Needle?!”
“What is that?”
“Young Master, you don’t know? It’s the Immortal Soul Needle! The legendary artifact said to contain the very soul of an immortal!”
“…So what I’m asking is, why would an immortal’s soul be embedded in a needle?”
“How should I know? Regardless, it’s an incredibly precious needle. Where on earth did you obtain this?”
Chaeseoha bounced excitedly, her voice ringing out loudly.
She was so utterly consumed by the Immortal Soul Needle that she seemed oblivious to her surroundings, prompting me to glance toward Ma Un.
“As stated, it is the Immortal Soul Needle. I’ve heard that the Previous Heavenly Demon searched for it across the Central Plains, beyond the borders, the Western Regions, and the Eastern lands. Beyond that, even I don’t possess precise knowledge.”
However, even Ma Un shook his head, admitting ignorance about the needle, and when I sought answers from Grand Master Baek-gong, he too turned away.
Yet judging by Chaeseoha’s frenzied reaction alone, it was abundantly clear this was an item of considerable significance.
Moreover, from its name alone, it seemed to surpass even the Demon Sect’s Soul Demon Spirit Ring in prestige.
I smiled and called out to the excited Chaeseoha, whereupon she hastily tucked the needle into her bosom, fearful someone might snatch it away.
I couldn’t fathom why she chose that particular location.
I exhaled deeply and bowed respectfully toward Ma Un.
“Thank you, Sect Master. The wait has proven worthwhile—I have received treasures of immense value.”
“Is that so?”
Yet for some reason, Ma Un smiled.
His gaze then drifted subtly toward the Grand Master.
Upon receiving that look, the Grand Master’s expression grew somewhat reluctant, and after a long sigh, he withdrew a single booklet from his robes.
He then handed it to none other than Namgung Yeon.
“This item was exchanged for the Demon Sect’s disgrace, but now the time has come to return it.”
Namgung Yeon, unable to comprehend the meaning, stared at the booklet being offered to him with a puzzled expression.
In that moment.
Everyone present gasped in astonishment.

The Imperial Sword Form.

The lost supreme swordsmanship of the Namgung had been restored.

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