62nd cycle: Please give me something I don’t want.
It was unexpected.
I didn’t know that Hyeolcheon Doma would ask me if I was going to kill him too.
What should I say? I hesitated for a moment, and this was my answer.
“My magic sword not only doesn’t break the guest table, it also doesn’t kill my friends.”
For a moment, Hyeolcheon Doma was speechless.
He looked at me with a complicated expression for a moment and then asked softly.
“Am I your friend?”
“yes.”
Even without further explanation, he would know that this was not what was meant by a normal friend.
“What are you going to do then? I will also speak freely. I will not care about what others think, I will not be considerate of the elders, I will just say it. I don’t like it because of this and that. You are too old-fashioned! I am so tired of it. Where did all that old charm go? Find it! We will put our heads together and find a way to make each other happy.”
“What if I can’t find a way? What if I still don’t change?”
“If things don’t change despite your efforts, there’s nothing you can do. You’ll have to move on, eating up the memories of the past. But you don’t even try? Then you have to fight. No matter who’s at fault or what you’re dissatisfied with, if you beat each other up, wouldn’t you feel better?”
The bloodthirsty demon stared at me for a moment and then laughed loudly.
“Ha ha ha ha ha.”
It was the most refreshing laugh I’ve heard since I met him.
After laughing like that for a while, he suddenly stopped laughing and said to me.
“There’s something I said to you before that I need to change.”
“What is it?”
“They say my life has been full of nothing but bad luck… … I guess that’s not necessarily true.”
At that moment I heard clearly.
The sound of the door of his heart opening a little more.
I will continue to listen to this sound. Hearing this door opening sound often and from many people is the moment when I grow, and it will become a weapon as important to me as the Nine Fire Demons. Fire weapon, what sound are you hearing now?
* * *
Late one night, after the Bloodthirsty Horse had left, there was an unexpected visitor.
Surprisingly, he was the leader of the Pungcheon cult.
“What are you doing this late at night?”
“I came because I have something to tell you.”
“Please come in.”
“I have something important to say, so come here.”
As the surroundings darkened and then brightened, we found ourselves in a different space. It was the very same magic that the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon had used many times. He also knew this magic of the Blood Cult.
The leader of the Pungcheon sect looked at me and asked meaningfully.
“What do you think? Doesn’t this martial art look familiar?”
The leader of the Pungcheon Church looked at me with a look that said to speak honestly, as he knew everything.
“This is my first time learning martial arts.”
“No way. Didn’t you see this space when you fought the Sub-Honmazon?”
“What are you talking about?”
Then, the expression on the face of the leader of the Pungcheon sect became cold.
“You killed the Subhonmajon in this space.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.”
I held him back, but he continued his assertion with conviction.
“It looked like he died from possession by a spirit because he died in a space where the magic of soul-seduction was being used. You can’t fool my eyes.”
“Do you have any evidence?”
“There’s no evidence. I can’t even guess how you did it. But one thing is certain: you killed him.”
“Why do you think so?”
“Because you can’t read.”
I was secretly surprised. I never ignored the Fengtian sect leader, but I didn’t know that he would believe that I killed the Sub-Hon Ma-Jon. This belief came from the confidence in his own intuition.
“You killed the Subhonma-jon. Since I can’t read you either, I might as well die.”
“I never thought that someone so wise would make such a mistake.”
He really had me figured out.
“Relax, I’m not trying to provoke you. I don’t want to die in a place like this, like the Demon Lord.”
Moreover, he did not overestimate his own abilities.
“I say again, you misunderstand.”
He continued talking, ignoring what I said.
“There must be one reason why the magic of the spirit …
“If you were so sure, why didn’t you tell the demons? If they had told me that my father secretly taught me the Nine Fire Demonic Arts, there would have been chaos. I heard that you are particularly close with Mabul.”
“Where are the friends in the world of martial arts? You meet them when you need them. I’m sure it’s the same for Mabul.”
“Then what do you need from me?”
“This is a favor from me. I came here today to show off my favor and make sure you don’t forget it.”
The moment I heard this, I knew that something had gone wrong between the Fengchun Cult Leader and the Seven Amazons. Or perhaps they weren’t as close as I had thought in the first place.
“Let’s get one thing straight. The leader has not shown me any favors so far.”
“what?”
“It’s not that I won’t tell the Seven Demon Lords, but I couldn’t tell them. Because there’s no evidence. Are you going to go to the Seven Demon Lords and say this? Since I can’t read the Yi Gong-ja, the evil spirit is Yi Gong-ja! You can’t say that because of your pride.”
“At least I can convey my suspicion that it might be you.”
“Then it would be to my advantage. Is that guy’s skill enough to kill the Demon Lord? Could it be that the leader has already taught him the Nine Flower Demonic Arts? I can’t be sure because I don’t have any evidence, but I can’t treat him lightly. It would help me control the situation in the future. You actually hindered me.”
“What?”
The leader of the Pungcheon Church could not say anything in rebuttal, as if he had not anticipated this situation.
“If you do me a favor, I will gladly accept it. But please do me a real favor.”
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Although he was briefly on the defensive, the leader of the Pungcheon Church did not panic. He knew well the life lesson that one should never make any decisions in an unfavorable situation.
“Let’s see each other one more time before we leave.”
The moment he finished speaking, the surroundings changed and he left right away.
I smiled as I watched his back. Because this thought came to me first, rather than the smell of conspiracy.
‘Our leader came to me on his own two feet to show me such kindness.’
* * *
In the large, splendidly decorated room provided by the Cheonmasingyo, there were only the leader of the Pungcheon sect, the divine beings, and the man in chains.
“What do you think?”
The chained man who had been sitting like a stone statue in front of the Sound of Lightning Bell raised his head toward the leader of the Fengchun cult. Words that others could not even imagine came out of his mouth.
“You idiot, why are you asking me that?”
To curse the leader of the Pungcheon sect like this was a sin punishable by death.
But the leader of the Pungcheon Church smiled as if it was something that always happened and raised one finger.
“You’re the only one in this room, so who do you ask?”
“Ask the messenger standing behind you. When will you die?”
The leader of the Pungcheon sect raised one more finger.
“When I asked, the messenger of death answered like this. I will die after you die, and unfortunately, you will not be able to see my death.”
“I hope you live long, little pig.”
The leader of the Fengchun sect smiled pleasantly as he raised his third finger at the man’s swearing.
“There are only two left!”
The number of times a man could swear or speak informally to the leader of the Pungcheon sect was limited to five times a day.
Of course, it wasn’t because the leader of the Pungcheon cult was happy to be cursed, nor was it because this chained man had a better sense of smell than anyone else.
The reason why the leader of the Pungcheon sect spared the man despite his excessive rudeness was because he had a smarter mind than anyone else. At first, I didn’t know. I didn’t know that this man was this smart.
But after spending a long time in the same room, I came to realize that a man’s true value is not in his sense of smell, but in his outstanding judgment and intelligence.
The day he realized that he was smarter than the soldiers of the Pungcheon Church, from that day on, the real soldiers of the Pungcheon Church became the Chained Man.
I listened to his advice while getting cursed at. Most of his advice was accurate and paid off in time.
The leader of the Fengchun sect did not try to make the man docile by causing him pain. He knew that the chained man had no great attachment to life and that if he was pressured like that, he would gladly choose death.
He was a man who had no regrets about life, but he did not commit suicide. One day, the leader of the Pungcheon sect asked him why, but he never said a word about it.
“Why do I feel so bad?”
“Would you like to be like me?”
As he watched the leader of the Fengchun sect raise his fourth finger, the man shook the chains in his hand. A clanging sound echoed throughout the room.
As the leader of the Fengchun sect snapped his fingers, the surroundings darkened and then brightened, and the location changed. It was a green field.
The leader of the Pungcheon sect freed the man from his eternal chains. The key to free the chains was hung around the leader’s neck.
As the chains were removed, the man’s expression also relaxed.
The free man ran around like a puppy on a snowy day, then looked up at the sky and lay down.
The leader of the Pungcheon sect came and looked down at him as he lay there.
“You big-headed cult leader, why don’t you get out of the way? You’re blocking the sky!”
“It’s a fake sky.”
The leader of the Pungcheon sect stretched out his last fifth finger.
After five chances, the man’s tone of voice became more polite.
“Master, I miss that fake so much. Please step aside.”
His attitude changed in an instant, as if he was acting.
The leader of the Pungcheon Church stepped aside and asked.
“I showed my favor to the scholar as you advised. But he asked for a more specific favor.”
The man was looking up at the sky. His eyes, visible through his flowing hair, were incredibly clear.
“Will Lee Gong-ja really become the successor?”
“You’re saying that Lee Gongja killed the Demon Lord?”
“Are you sure.”
“If someone like that can’t be the successor, who will? A young man of only twenty years old can’t kill the Demon Lord.”
“It is a great skill, but… … .”
“Are you afraid? Are you afraid that the cult leader will kill you too?”
If anyone else had said this, they would have been beheaded on the spot. But the leader of the Fengchun sect simply nodded.
“If I say I’m not scared, I’m lying. Who wouldn’t kill someone who can kill the Amazon?”
From some point on, the leader of the Pungcheon Church began having frank conversations with the man in chains.
“There is another reason why we must catch the engineer.”
“Something?”
“Could it be that the leader of the Cheonmasingyo cult doesn’t know that the one who killed the Demon Lord Seophonma was Lee Gongja?”
“Know?”
“Of course you know. At that time, Cheonma was an extraordinary person. He had big dreams. Why do you think such a person has remained quiet until now?”
“Why is that?”
“Think! Don’t just eat rice!”
“Didn’t you just swear?”
“No, it wasn’t. It was just that he had a loud voice.”
“Be careful.”
“Yes. I was telling you to think about it.”
“No. You do the thinking. If I were to think, there would be no reason for you to be alive, right?”
The man looked at the leader of the Fengchun sect with an expression that was clearly annoyed. However, the words that came out were polite.
“When an extraordinary person is silent, it means he is preparing something.”
“Unification of the Central Plains?”
“I don’t know about that. In any case, this incident must have been ordered by Cheonma, or he must have known about it and pretended not to know. Among the Palmaeons, Seophonmajeon was the most difficult person in the Martial Arts Alliance. Just like the people of Jungwon were afraid of their leader. And yet he allowed his son to kill Seophonmajeon? This means Cheonma is determined to replace the Palmaeons one by one. After changing the Palmaeons into his own limbs, where do you think Cheonma will attack?”
“We all?”
“The Heavenly Horse of the day will not leave us behind and go to war with the Murim Alliance. He will either force us to be the vanguard or eliminate us and start a war.”
“shit!”
“A wind of change is blowing through the Cheonma Shingyo. If you don’t feel this wind, you’ll die. The Subhon Majon is stuck in another world and died because he couldn’t feel this wind. We must decide whether to hide behind the wall called Palmajon to avoid the wind, or hide behind the wall called Cheonma.”
“What do you think about a thousand?”
“Cheonma wins.”
“The reason is?”
“Geumwoojin, there’s no way that such a great man would start a fight he had no chance of winning. So, you must join forces with Lee Gongja. First, give him a gift to win his favor.”
The leader of the Pungcheon sect nodded.
“What should I give you?”
“Give us what we least want to give. That’s how we live. Okay, enough advice!”
The man who was lying down shouted.
“Stop interfering and get out of the way!”
He screamed as he looked up at the fake sky, because this space was the only place where the man felt free.
“AA AA AA!”
Unlike the man who was trying to relieve his frustration, the leader of the Pungcheon Church was lost in thought, carrying a backpack on his back.
After a while, the leader of the Fengchun Church decided what to give the man and spoke to him.
“So far!”
The space that had been created began to disappear.
The panicked man jumped up and shouted.
“Please do not!
Despite the desperate cries that broke even the rules, the man’s freedom disappeared along with the green fields.
