The 69th lethal method is effective.
I entered the Bukcheon Sword Hall.
Today, as always, Saujong guided me to Ilhwageomjon.
“Welcome, my lord.”
“Sir, how have you been?”
“Thank you for your concern, I am doing well.”
He greeted me as usual. He didn’t show his resentment even though he had tried to push me away using the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon and failed.
I plan to fish for him today, using Cheongseon as bait and his hidden ambitions.
“Come in!”
Ilhwageomjon greeted me warmly. It had been a long time since I saw her, and she seemed much more refreshed.
“You look younger.”
In response to my greeting, she led me to the flower bed.
“Come here and look at this.”
A sprout had sprouted where she pointed.
“These are the seeds you gave me as a gift.”
“Oh! You’ve grown up already.”
“Yes, life is so mysterious.”
I felt the aura of Saujong standing behind us sink even further. I had been secretly observing him by emitting energy ever since I entered here.
My skill has improved beyond comparison to when I first learned this technique from my father. Not only am I able to perceive the other person’s presence and appearance, but I have also begun to feel their emotions.
I secretly sent a message to the sword master.
―Would you mind bringing some drinks and snacks to Saujong? I need to leak some information to him. I’ll tell you why later.
-Okay, I see.
Ilhwageomjon ordered Saujong to bring him some alcohol. Saujong’s emotions grew even more ferocious as he politely answered and turned away.
She, who never drank alcohol, started drinking and only spoke informally to me.
Judging by his mood swings, he probably thinks I stole the Ilhwa Sword.
I guess his relationship with Cheongseon wasn’t a normal one either, because his end says it all.
After a while, when Saujong brought the drinks and snacks, I leaked a piece of information. I told Ilhwageomjon, but in fact, it was something Saujong told me to hear.
“Currently, the next Lord of the Underworld is likely to be Yang Do, the first disciple, and Cheong Seon, the third disciple.”
When Cheongseon was mentioned, Saujong felt a flinch.
“I heard that transfer is more likely.”
“That’s right. But it’s not like Cheongseon has no other way.”
“Is there any way?”
Ilhwageomjon continued the conversation with me. I wondered why she was having this conversation with Saujong, but she showed no sign of it and acted naturally.
“Isn’t the leader of the Fengchun sect here at the moment? The roots of the martial arts learned by the leader of the Fengchun sect and the Demon Lord of the Seophon Majon are the same. Therefore, if only the leader of the Fengchun sect can teach him martial arts, Cheongseon will also have a chance of winning.”
“Will the leader of the Pungcheon sect accept her?”
“The leader of the Fengchun sect will accept it. As everyone knows, the Fengchun sect has always wanted to advance into the Central Plains by any means necessary. In this situation, if he were to take Cheongseon as his disciple, it would be creating an excuse to remain in the Central Plains. In fact, Cheongseon would not accept it.”
“Why is that?”
“It seems that the Demon Lord Seophon has been rigorously training his disciples. It seems unlikely that he would have said anything good about his arch-rival, the leader of the Fengchun Sect.”
“I guess so.”
“If things continue like this, Yangdo will eventually take the place of the Demon Lord. Cheongseon will unfortunately miss the opportunity to become the Demon Lord.”
This is what I heard until Saujong left with the drinks and snacks. I spoke quickly, and he slowly placed the drinks and snacks on the table. I walked slowly, listening to as much of the story as I could before leaving.
This is enough. I’ve heard all the key points that I needed to hear.
I believed that Saujong would definitely persuade Cheongseon to become a disciple of the Fengchun Sect. There was no way that the ambitious man would miss the opportunity to have his lover become the Subhon Majon.
Only after confirming that he had completely left did Ilhwageomjon ask.
“Why did you ask me this?”
“Saujong is dating Cheongseon. Did you know?”
“Saujong? I didn’t know.”
“I don’t know if you know, but according to my investigation, Saujong is a very ambitious person. He may be trying to manipulate you from behind the scenes.”
I warned her, but I didn’t tell her that Saujong liked her personally.
“I have a rough idea.”
“While I was keeping an eye on Saujong in case he was doing any harm to you, I found out that the two of you were dating, and I wanted to take advantage of that, so I asked you this favor.”
“I see. Thanks for telling me.”
“I appreciate it. Please be on guard, but for the time being, I would like you to handle matters related to Saujong as usual.”
“I guess so.”
This time, I planned to repay her kindness with something she wanted the most.
“Let’s have a fight sometime soon.”
“I’ll be waiting.”
To be honest, I was looking forward to it. I wanted to see how useful Shinan Technique would be in real life.
But first, let’s deal with this matter first.
As I was leaving, I looked back and saw her in the yard, looking up at the sky, holding her backpack.
This mockery no longer seemed hypocritical.
* * *
Today, Saujong was doing his best to sleep well.
Thanks to that, Cheongseon felt a pleasure she had never felt before.
The two lay side by side on the bed, covered in sweat.
“What’s going on today?”
“why not?”
“Because it’s not usual.”
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“so?”
“It was so good.”
Certainly, Saujong was different than usual. He was the first to hug her and ask.
“Are you busy these days?”
“There are people who say I should become Amazon.”
“How about you?”
“Who would hate the Amazon seat? I just don’t have the confidence to beat the death penalty.”
“You must become a Amazon.”
“why?”
“If your death sentence becomes the Amazon, I won’t let you live.”
“The death penalty… is not that kind of person.”
“You hesitated just now? Do you know why you hesitated? You hesitated because you knew that the death penalty was that kind of person.”
“… … .”
“The moment you are mentioned as the next successor to the Demon Lord, you are already on a non-stage that you can only get off of by engaging in a life-and-death battle.”
Saujong sincerely hoped that Cheongseon would ascend to the throne of the Demon King.
If that were to happen, I could control the great power called the Subhonmazon behind the scenes. Just thinking about it made my heart race.
And at the end of this lust for power, there was still a twisted desire to become stronger and stronger.
‘Someday I will make Geomjon my woman.’
Cheongseon quietly stared into Saujong’s eyes, blankly staring at the picture of Ilhwageomjeon on the wall.
“What are you thinking about?”
“How can I put you in the Amazon position?”
“There is no way as of now.”
“There is. There is one way.”
“What method?”
“The leader of the Fengchun sect is here right now. If you learn martial arts from him, you can defeat the death penalty.”
“That’s ridiculous! You know very well that martial arts skills don’t increase that quickly, right?”
“You, you were born with natural talent. And your opponent is none other than the leader of the Fengchun sect. If you just learn one secret, you can beat the death penalty.”
“If I become a disciple of the Fengchun Cult, the other demon lords will hate me?”
“It’s a matter of life and death. First, you have to live and think.”
Saujong dug into her.
He didn’t rest until the answer came out of her mouth.
* * *
“Those deadly bastards! I never imagined they would be this deadly.”
The leader of the Pungcheon sect couldn’t control his anger.
“Are you saying that nothing happens?”
The chained man just stared at the thunder bell without saying a word.
“Tell me something.”
“Didn’t you expect that they would try to send us back somehow?”
“I did, I did. But I didn’t know you would use such dirty methods. Does that make sense? Playing with food?”
According to a report that came up a little while ago, the food and side dishes provided to the men waiting outside the palace have changed. The quantity has decreased and the quality has also deteriorated. Good quality meat has been replaced with fat, and alcohol has been replaced with cheap alcohol.
“Who would believe that the Cheonmasingyo would play around with lethal food? Just tell them to feed you poison instead!”
Even the people who ate that food were none other than the main force of the Fengchun Church, the Ten Masters and the Hundred Blood Lords. I couldn’t just sit by and do nothing, even if it was out of shame to them.
“A lethal method is the most effective. And to be exact, it is not the work of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but of Ma-bul. The leader of this group is not the type of person who would do something like this, unless he were driven out by force.”
“That little guy isn’t that bad.”
“Circumstances pushed him. It was his job to persuade the cult leader. He had to somehow send the cult leader back so that he could save face in front of the other demons.”
“This is not a problem that can be just passed over.”
It was a matter of personal pride. He couldn’t let his subordinates see the Cheonmasingyo neglecting him.
“I should go and ask the cult leader.”
“What are you going to say when you get there? Are you going to ask them to bring you some food?”
“I must, of course I must. I must scream that your damned subordinate stole all my subordinates’ food. I must roll around on the floor of Cheonmajeon and tell them that I have never seen such a heinous thing in the world.”
“Then have a nice trip.”
Of course, the leader of the Fengchun sect couldn’t do that. The arrows of anger were directed elsewhere.
“What on earth is this braggart doing? He said he would find a way?”
“Please wait patiently.”
“I’m saying this because I can’t relax right now.”
“Those who respect the leader will respect him even if they starve, and those who hate him will hate him even if he feeds them three meals a day. So, don’t worry about it.”
“The world doesn’t work that way. Those who respect me will be upset and say, ‘You respect me so much, but you’re starving me?’, and those who hate me will say, ‘I knew this pathetic guy would suffer like this,’ and cause discord among others.”
“Only those who can withstand all the storms will be left behind.”
“f*ck! Damn!”
At that time, a report was sent from outside that Cheongseon had come to visit.
The leader of the Fengchun sect looked at the man in shackles with a surprised expression.
The man in chains smiled faintly, as if it were a given.
Cheongseon, who came in right away, bowed politely.
“Hello, my esteemed Lord. I am Cheongseon of Seo Hwanjin.”
“I know. I heard that you are the best sorcerer in Seo Hwan-jin?”
“Thank you for your kind words. I apologize for not meeting you earlier.”
“No. I appreciate you coming now.”
“I once heard from my late master that the roots of the martial arts I learned lie in the Blood Sect.”
“That’s right, in that sense, we can be called alumni. So, did you learn all your martial arts from Ma-Jon?”
“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t do that. That’s why I’m telling you this. Please take me as your disciple!”
The leader of the Pungcheon Church looked at the man in chains and sent a message.
-The scientist is crazy.
– That’s why. This is why we must remain scientists and engineers until the end.
– Damn it! Just thinking about you coming to get my new water makes me feel sick and like I’m going to throw up.
―Let’s expand that narrow space a bit while we’re at it.
-shut up!
Although this conversation was taking place inside, the expression on the face of the leader of the Pungcheon Church was extremely solemn.
“It is my sincere wish that the new magic of the Saewoo Magical School will shine in the Central Plains. However, I am not sure whether your sect leader will approve of this precious relationship between us.”
“I understand that there are no restrictions regarding priest-disciple relationships in our church. Furthermore, since it will ultimately strengthen Seo Hwan-jin, I don’t think the leader will object.”
“Are you okay? Your executioner will take issue with this.”
“Teach me how to defeat the death penalty.”
The leader of the Pungcheon Church spoke to her softly.
“Your death sentence could kill you.”
Then Cheongseon raised his head and looked at the leader of Pungcheon Church.
Her gaze now was not that of a passive woman who was swayed by a man. The innocent girl who had s*x with Saujong and the girl in this place now were clearly different people.
Saujong didn’t know.
That her docile appearance in bed is only a very small part of her.
He didn’t know that her love for him was not due to affection, but rather from her terrible self-love that never gave up what was hers. He didn’t know that she was a terrible woman who would destroy what she couldn’t have. Saujong didn’t know anything.
Cheongseon said with a smile.
“But that doesn’t mean I can die, right?”
The leader of the Fengchun Church smiled in satisfaction as he read the primary color of madness that only the villainesses can display in her eyes.
“I’m looking forward to the next Subhonmazon.”
