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“If you put it in your mouth, can you digest it?”
Bloodthirsty Demon asked provocatively.
“I will chew it thoroughly and swallow it.”
“Look here, Confucius. There is a natural order to things in this world.”
“Isn’t it natural to eat snacks while drinking?”
Bloodthirsty Doma pressed his forehead with his fingers as if his head hurt. Then he suddenly stood up, exploding with anger.
“I can’t stand it anymore. I waited for three days and you’re asking for such a ridiculous condition?”
He pulled out the Great Sword of Destruction that was stuck in the ground.
“I’ll take that head and go to Cheonmajeon!”
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Bloodthirsty Demon swung his sword of destruction. It wasn’t really intended to kill me, but it was a nervous attack filled with anger.
Kaang!
When I countered with the Black Magic Sword, a sharp, metallic sound erupted.
“It’s pretty good! It’s pretty good!”
Bloodthirsty Demon was amazed. It was an attack with considerable power, but he didn’t know it could be blocked so easily.
“Yeah, it won’t be easy to take that precious head off, right?”
Bloodthirsty Demon swung his Heavenly Sword again. It was a faster and stronger attack than the previous one.
I struck down the Heavenly Sword that flew vertically, tearing through the wind, this time with the Black Sword.
Kaaaaang!
A louder sound than the previous attack erupted.
Although he was a great swordsman with the nickname of weapon destroyer, he was unable to damage the black magic sword. I was at peace.
―You keep nagging at me, so should we just break it? The broken weapon destroyer! It would be a great rumor to decorate tomorrow morning, wouldn’t it?
It was a thought that came to me as a joke, but was it because I had such feelings? I felt a strong desire to use the Wind God’s Seal.
Will the Blood Heavenly Sword be able to stop the King of Hell that I am unfolding?
This was a temptation created by my fighting spirit. When I meet a strong opponent, the martial arts of the highest level, like the Wind God Sabo, react. Let’s fight. So let’s win.
‘No! Not yet.’
Time is on my side, so there is no reason to fight a dangerous battle with my lack of internal energy.
Before the third attack could hit, I backed away, pretending that my wrist was sore. Of course, that didn’t mean I would lose my will.
“Please give me the devil.”
Bloodthirsty Demon asked while collecting the sword.
“Who on earth do you want to put in the Demon Lord’s seat? Could it be you?”
“Of course not.”
“Then who?”
“Please seat the three great leaders.”
“Jangho?”
If Jangho becomes the Demon Lord, I can make the Demon Lord my friendly organization. If that happens, my position within the school will become incomparably stronger than before.
Not only would it be helpful to me, but if a warrior like Jangho became the Demon Lord, it would also be a great help to our school.
“It is not easy for me to put Jangho on the throne of the Demon King.”
What he said was true.
If the leader is chosen from within the Demon Army, Jangho is a strong candidate, but in the case of an elite organization like the Demon Army, the leader is chosen from outside. Cheonmajeon and Palmajon engage in a war of nerves, each trying to get their own person into the position.
“You Confucius! If you are too greedy, your stomach will burst.”
“Isn’t the path we must take the one where we have to eat until our stomachs burst?”
“we?”
“It was you who said that we should all be devoured by madness. It was you who asked me to join hands with you. How can the path taken by madmen be an ordinary path?”
“Those guys!”
“Isn’t that so? I don’t know if it would be any different for someone else, but how can you, sir, hold hands with me without going crazy?”
The bloodthirsty demon glared at me with blazing eyes.
I don’t know where his ambitions ultimately lead, because he died before he could reveal them to the world.
Surprisingly, the first one to die among the Palmazones was the Bloodthirsty Doma. This strict and cunning Doma.
“Huh! It feels like I’ve become a heavenly horse right now.”
“Isn’t it you, sir, who have been putting wind in my sails? What on earth are you planning to do with me? Are you just trying to use me as a young man by talking big? Just like your disciples?”
As if my words had hit the nail on the head, Hyeolcheondoma shouted.
“Your greed has overturned the table!”
Bang.
In fact, after kicking the table and knocking it over, he flew away.
As I looked at him who had disappeared into the distance, I smiled faintly. This was because it was the first time that the composure of the Bloodthirsty Horse was broken.
He can’t refuse my offer, because he knows better than anyone that I have seven other tables besides his.
* * *
He devoted himself to martial arts training at a private training center.
After returning and practicing, I always felt that I really liked the youthful energy that never got tired. It wasn’t a matter of how much or little my internal energy was. Even without trying hard, my body felt light and energetic.
The timeless truth that you have to lose something to realize its value will be most powerfully applied to this youth.
Yes, I didn’t know at the time how much precious time was passing. How much I would miss this moment later.
Martial arts? Money? Power? The fact that youth is something we sacrifice to obtain these things… is funny and sad. Even if I go back, I have no choice but to run again, and that is my reality.
Still, it was a mistake I made knowingly. Because I knew better than anyone how precious it was, I practiced with all my might, taking every step carefully.
He moved among imaginary enemies with his wind god sword.
At first, there were only three or four enemies, but as he continued to train, the number of enemies increased. Five became seven, and seven became ten.
At first, they were just scarecrows standing there, but now the enemies in my imagination were moving, talking, and even cursing at me. As I continued to practice, their martial arts skills were also improving. The level of my training was determined by my martial arts imagination.
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If I devoted seventy percent of my training to the Wind God Sabo, I would spend the rest of my time practicing the Qi training and Cheonmahoshin Gong that my father taught me.
After a long training session, I lay down on the floor of the training hall to catch my breath. I was drenched in sweat all over, but there was no moment more pleasant than this moment after finishing the training session.
I could see red sunset clouds drifting by beyond the window.
How great would it be if I could travel around the Central Plains with this young body? The sunset I saw while collecting Dafa materials and the sunset I saw after killing Hwamugi and becoming the best in the world would be completely different…
Before the regression, I endured the hardships by imagining only this moment of regression. Now, I endure them while looking forward to the future after killing the fire weapon.
I shouldn’t think only about today’s me. I will die miserably tomorrow because I lack training. Yes, I will endure it.
As I stood up again, my imaginary enemies also stood up again.
* * *
Two days later, new news arrived.
There was news that the Bloodthirsty Demon had recommended Jangho of the Three Dimensions as a candidate for the Demon Lord.
Although he was so nervous and disappeared, he eventually accepted my will. It was a table he could not overturn in the first place.
The person most surprised by this news was Jang Ho, the person involved.
“What on earth is going on?”
Just the fact that he comes to me and asks questions shows that he is a smart and perceptive person.
If he had been an ordinary person, he would have thought that this was a stroke of luck that had come unexpectedly. However, Jang-ho was a person who had realized that there was no such thing as luck in the world.
“Is this something that the scholar created?”
“That’s right. I asked the Bloodthirsty One.”
“I appreciate your high regard for me, but this is not a position I can handle.”
“There is no need to be humble. This is the position that even the dead Demon Lord occupied.”
“That’s a different case.”
“I will lead you like the three generations. Then I am sure you will become the greatest Demon Lord among all the Demon Lords of all time.”
In particular, he was the one with the strongest martial arts skills among the great lords. He also received active support from the three great warriors. If he was selected from within, he was more than qualified.
“Your Majesty, you overestimate me.”
“You may be underestimating yourself. Anyway, since other candidates are being mentioned, let’s wait and see.”
Jangho was both confused and happy at the same time. What could the dreams of the Demon Lords be?
“Okay, we’ve done everything we had to do, so let’s leave the outcome to Heaven’s will.”
* * *
Jangho was told to do his best and leave the rest to heaven, but the indifferent heavens will surely respond. I must work hard and get things done.
That night, I went to see my father.
There was a separate quarters for the father in Cheonmajeon, and it was probably the largest and most splendid quarters in the world.
And now, at the sight of my father standing before me with such unfamiliar eyes, I blinked as if I was seeing something.
“Is this a new self-defense armor?”
“No, it’s my pajamas.”
“… … .”
“… … .”
“Those are flower patterned pajamas. They’re not devils or evil spirits… … .”
“Because the point is that you have to sleep comfortably.”
It was the first time I saw my father in pajamas. The bright flower-patterned pajamas were shocking, but it was even more surprising that he showed me this look. He could have just told me to wait and changed into other clothes.
“What’s going on out at night?”
“Midnight? It’s early evening. I didn’t know you were going to bed this early. Isn’t this top secret? If the Murim Alliance finds out, they’ll come and attack right away. They say Cheonma goes to bed early, so let’s make a surprise attack late at night!”
“Just business!”
“yes.”
I trembled to that extent and told her why I came today.
“I intend to use the Bloodthirsty Sword as my sword.”
“When did you say you would kill me?”
“Because it’s a waste to kill it.”
It wouldn’t be news to my father. When Hyeolcheondoma recommended Jangho, he would have already noticed that Hyeolcheondoma and I had joined hands.
Not only my father, but anyone interested in school politics can guess. Everyone is paying attention. How will my relationship with Bloodthirsty Demon flow? How will my brother react later, and how will the other demons move?
Father changed the subject.
“How about a new sword?”
“I like it.”
“Let’s see.”
I gave the black magic sword and its scabbard to my father.
My father slowly pulled out the black magic sword and then nodded his head with satisfaction.
“You have found the right path.”
“Can you tell just by holding it?”
“You’ll know when you try, won’t you? You’ll know after you get stabbed.”
My father gave me back the black magic sword and said.
“The Bloodthirsty Horse will not be tamed so easily.”
“I have no intention of taming it. I will use it until it breaks and then throw it away. It has no value as of yet.”
“And what if you get cut?”
“Then I’ll have to cut it. But there’s something different between me and the Bloodthirsty Sword. The old Bloodthirsty Sword is finished once it breaks, but the more I cut myself, the stronger I become. I’ll apply medicine and bandage myself, and keep going.”
“That’s easy to say. But why are you reporting to me?”
“Now that I am receiving a salary from my father, it is only natural that I report to him.”
Father’s eyes narrowed.
“You didn’t come here to ask for a recommendation from the Bloodthirsty Demon?”
He is truly a quick-witted person, but this time he was wrong.
“No, I disagree. Never allow Bloodthirsty Demon to do as he pleases.”
“Don’t allow it? Why?”
“I’m going to take this opportunity to break the spirit of Bloodthirsty Demon. He’s so arrogant in front of me. Sometimes he even pretends to be better than my father. I’m going to break that spirit.”
“Stop talking nonsense. Tell me what’s really on your mind.”
“Why do you think it’s not true?”
“This is your chance to gain the Demon Lord, but you’re giving up on him just to break the spirit of the Blood Heavenly Demon? You’re not that kind of person, are you?”
As expected, he is a sharp father.
“Yes, you saw it well.”
“What are you aiming at?”
“Because I have something to gain from Blood Heavenly Sword Master. If that’s the case, then this matter cannot go as Blood Heavenly Sword Master wishes.”
“Is something more important than the devil?”
“In a way. Oh, and I will make the Demon King mine too. I will make everything mine.”
My father, who had been staring at me, turned around.
“Stop laughing and go away.”
Even though he said that, I could feel that my father would grant my request.
I smiled as I looked at the flowers in full bloom on my father’s back.
‘Father, at least tonight, nothing will be funnier than those pajamas.’
