Episode 60
Heart demon
“Are you coming to your senses now?”
Inside the carriage returning to Guryong County.
It was a long time before I came to my senses.
Dang Gyu-jin was sitting across from me and looking at me cautiously.
He bowed his head, taking the lottery ticket.
“I’m sorry for showing you my ugly side.”
“You came to your senses.”
I scratched my cheek with an embarrassed face.
Because I showed my ugly side.
He also took lottery tickets from the Dangri and other members who were standing next to him.
“I’m sorry for startling you. I think I overdid it by bumping into the demonic cult’s weeds.”
“It is not uncommon for people to feel mentally and physically unstable after a fierce battle. I understand, Your Majesty. But I am glad that you were able to recover without any problems.”
Anyone with some sense would have noticed that this wasn’t just the aftereffects of a simple battle.
Still, it would have been considerate of me to just let it go without saying anything.
Of course, it could also be because I don’t want to experience the terrible murderous behavior I saw again.
Because the other guards outside the carriage were glancing at me with a hint of fear in their eyes.
“Then maybe-”
“If you’re talking about evidence of the destruction of Madou, here it is.”
I held out a small wooden box.
Dang-ri took it with a nervous expression, opened the lid, and then hardened his expression.
Dang Gyu-jin also glanced to the side and opened his eyes wide.
“This guy-”
“Would you like to find out?”
“How could you not know? Isn’t that a small number of demons from the Domabukhae Sect, and a northern wind demon at that?”
Inside the wooden box was the head of Baek-san, dead with his eyes wide open.
There were several other heads lying next to it.
“And the swordsmen of Heukgolgwigok… I think they’ve already entered deep into the Sacheon martial arts world. I think the internal strife in Cheonsan is almost over.”
Dangri’s eyes shone ominously.
Perhaps because he was a nobleman who had been at the forefront of suppressing the new religion when he was young, his murderous intent against the mines was very strong.
There was a glimpse of anger toward the barbarians who were trying to defile their land.
Click!
Dang-ri said as he closed the box lid again.
“What did you interrogate me about-”
“I plan to report to the head of the branch separately.”
“Yes, I understand. Then we will quickly summarize the incident log and report it to the Nanhyeopjeon.”
Dangri bowed his head neatly.
“I apologize for not coming sooner and helping you.”
“It’s okay. It’s just that I was moving in a hurry. But thanks to that, the way back is now easier, right?”
Dangri’s eyes were briefly moved by my modesty, which was not humility.
I smiled too.
With this, his position in the Kowloon branch was completely solidified.
From the skeleton net to the extermination of demons.
Who else at my age has achieved so much so quickly?
I asked for understanding that I was still a little tired and wanted to rest a little more, and closed my eyes quietly.
“Has your mind calmed down a little?”
At that moment, Onma, who had climbed onto the roof of the carriage, carefully conveyed his voice.
The other ghosts also looked at me with fearful eyes, unable to speak to me rashly.
Judging from the way he looked at everyone, living or dead, with those eyes, it seemed like the murderous intent I had shed was quite vicious.
Instead of answering, I just nodded quietly.
Because if I recalled even a little bit about the interrogation, I felt like the anger would boil up inside my heart again.
‘Ehhhh, ehhhhhhhhh… ! This damned… ! You, you alone… could never curse us… ! Cult leader… You are a demon, a demon… !!’
Baeksan Mountain was torn into hundreds and thousands of pieces and disappeared.
Even the strong willpower to not open one’s mouth until the end could not overcome the hellish pain.
He confessed everything he knew, and the curse he uttered at the end still lingered in his ears.
‘A demon. Of course it deserves to be called that.’
There were only two things I asked the guy.
The goal of the North Sea species.
And the treatment of believers.
The former was able to uncover a lot of interesting information.
All of this was valuable information that I had not been able to obtain from Baekgolmangsa.
However, I still couldn’t find out any information about my master.
Even in Cheonsan, I still knew absolutely nothing about Master.
It was as if he had disappeared without a trace.
But when I asked the latter question… it was different.
I was prepared.
The five sects that follow the Hui are all places that were normally dissatisfied with the Master and the Angmasinhwa Sect.
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So, I expected the treatment to be poor, but the ‘degree’ of it was beyond my imagination.
The survivors left in Cheonsan were treated worse than animals.
Believers who escaped and were caught were often executed, enslaved, used as instruments for various experiments, and then massacred.
The anger, hatred, regret, regret, despair, sadness… all of it seemed to be transmitted to me in its entirety.
Something suffocating was building up layer after layer in my chest.
Then, when it passed the critical point, it finally exploded.
The reason why Baek-san kept telling me everything and was further crushed was because of my anger.
But there’s no way my anger will all go away just because of something like that.
So the devil opened his eyes.
I should have calmed down and regained my composure while the Samdanjeon was all in an uproar, but I failed to do so properly.
If Dang Gyu-jin hadn’t tried to appease him, wouldn’t Joo Hwa-ip-ma-ra have fallen?
Of course, even now, Simma was still hidden deep in my heart, but it had not completely disappeared.
This demon will probably never disappear until all the believers are saved from the swamp of despair.
So I had to work even harder.
Now Simma will be my whip.
A whip that keeps you running and never lets you stop.
‘You called me a demon, so I will make it true.’
A voice echoing from one side of my heart crushed Baeksan’s curse.
‘If only I could save my followers.’
* * *
We arrived in Guryong County around 1:00 p.m. when the sun was high in the sky.
“It’s Prince Yunhui!”
“Where, where?”
“There you are!”
“It’s true. Wow!!”
A large number of petty people were coming out from the main gate.
The amount of passionate stares pouring in was so great that even I, who prides myself on being the most shameless, was startled.
“…What is all that?”
“Your achievements have been made public to all of your family members. Perhaps they even know that you caught a demon.”
Dang Gyu-jin smiled lightly and pushed my back.
Gasol wasn’t the only one looking at my face.
There were also some diners who visited the branch because of the Amjon visit event.
There have been many cases like this in Cheonsan, but I don’t think I’ve ever received such intense attention.
“Doesn’t that mean that their resentment towards the new religion is that strong?”
Onma flew in quietly and landed on my shoulder.
‘It’s resentment.’
“The predecessor of the Nine Dragons was the Gwangpungdae. They clashed with the Shingyo the most, traveling across border areas such as Sichuan, Qinghai, and Xingang. So it wouldn’t be strange if they each held a grudge against the Shingyo.”
It was really funny.
Who would have thought that I, who was a cult leader in my previous life, would become the hope of a family that considered the cult its enemy?
On the one hand, it was laughable to see that the critical gaze directed at ‘Dang Yun-hwi’ had changed in just a few days.
This was Kangho.
A place where fame and honor can turn around at any time.
So I didn’t really trust this place.
‘It seems like Namgung Sanyoung is not visible.’
It is said that all the evidence has been moved from Baekgolmangsa’s ghost camp, but Namgung Sanyoung’s crime has not yet been made public.
It would not be good to show internal strife ahead of a big event, and if the Demonic Cult side were to show any signs of caution, it would be a big problem.
Instead, Namgung Sanyoung was confined separately, so it seemed like everything was done just as I requested.
I turned away from the pouring gaze and headed straight to the Nanhyeopjeon.
Danggon followed right behind.
“I heard you had a very grand idea.”
“What kind of accident was that? I came here to raise the honor of my family.”
“Didn’t you break the Taoist leader’s face before catching those demonic bastards?”
“Oh, that?”
“also.”
“What’s that look?”
“I had a feeling that you might have forgotten about Confucius, and it seems that you have indeed forgotten.”
“You must be mistaken.”
“That must be correct.”
I felt like if I talked any longer, I would only hear nagging.
“Anyway, what do you want to say?”
“The Lion King is in chaos. Because of that, there has been chaos in the Nanhyeopjeon since morning.”
“Well, if it’s true to the Lion King’s nature, then he sent the master to get revenge, right? Then he can just break it.”
“If it were just like that, I wouldn’t be saying this.”
“Is there more? Even the Lion King himself came?”
It was just a joke I made without thinking.
“yes.”
“…huh?”
“The real lion king is coming.”
“… … .”
What are the chances that this is true?
I had nothing to say.
“Anyway, I think the lord will have quite a bit to say about this. Well then.”
Danggon bowed and left.
I let out a hollow laugh.
The emergence of the supreme figure of Guizhou martial arts world.
It was not easy to picture how this would function as a variable in the various conspiracies that would unfold in the future, centered around the Kowloon branch.
But that won’t ruin the plans I’ve made.
Now that I have figured out what the North Sea Cult and the Shingyo are up to, this game is practically in my hands.
Now there was only one thing left to do.
The last piece of the puzzle.
That was Danghosan’s plan.
“The Lord of the Bunga is waiting inside. Please come in.”
Squeak!
The door to the Nanhyeopjeon is wide open.
Unlike when I came before, the busy servants all stepped back to the left and right and greeted me politely.
I took the lottery ticket from Dang Ho-san, who was sitting at the conference table across the center.
“Young Master Dang Yun-Hwi, I have returned after completing all my missions.”
As if in the middle of a meeting like last time, Dang Ho-san lowered his glasses (??) hanging from the tip of his nose and spoke.
“Originally, all that was promised was the head of the White Bone Mask… but on top of that, you added the head of a demon, and that of the North Wind Ghost at that?”
“Aren’t I a bit better?”
“I’m afraid of how much that talented son will cost. He even scratched the lion’s head, which had been standing still.”
“It was embarrassing, but there was nothing I could do about it.”
“So that’s what made the Lion King move?”
“That’s beyond me. Who would have expected someone like that to make a move?”
His eyes are so calm that they are as cold as ice.
I had a mischievous feeling that I wanted to break that.
“And… I have one more thing to add.”
“What is it?”
“The full picture of the North Sea Clan’s plans.”
“!!”
“Isn’t this more than enough to qualify me to be part of the Lord’s plan?”
Danghosan’s pupils shook slightly and then hardened again.
I threw out this much bait and this is the only reaction I got.
Anyway, he was a man of great composure.
“It’s overflowing.”
“then-“
“Follow me.”
Dang-gon stood up from his seat, closed the documents, and approached one of the walls.
As I gently pushed a brick, the floor beneath the side pillar opened to the left and right, revealing stairs leading to the basement.
Kukookung!
Danghosan went down there without saying a word.
For a moment, Dang-gon let out a hollow laugh.
“Huh! You have done well, but I didn’t expect you to show me the Punghwajeong (風化庭) already. Perhaps, my lord has chosen Confucius as his successor at this opportunity.”
I smiled faintly at the word successor.
“What’s over there that you’re making such a fuss about?”
“It’s the beginning and the end of a branch.”
Beginning and end?
“You’ll know when you go. Come on, go.”
Danggon’s feet, as he walked, were filled with excitement.
The stairs were narrow and spiral, so it took a long and difficult climb to the top.
A cavity of enormous size appeared.
“Wow! I didn’t know there was a facility of this scale underground.”
“The level of the institutions and formations installed in various places is very high. It’s no wonder they haven’t been detected until now!”
“I knew that Sacheon Dangga was originally skilled in carpentry and architecture, but it is difficult to come across something of this level even in the new religion.”
This meant that the Guryong branch was not a simple branch of the Sichuan branch.
The person who took charge of building this facility must be a very skilled person.
‘Noh Ban-shin-jang.’
The face of the old man, smiling with joy as he detonated the explosives, flashed through my mind.
The number of people filling the windbreak was much greater than what was seen from the upper floor.
People were running around with their arms full of documents, and all over the walls were unidentifiable maps and materials.
But what caught my eye the most was the map attached to the innermost wall.
“It’s a complete map of the Central Plains… no, the world beyond the New World. It can be so precise.”
A map depicting Sichuan in the center, the Central Plains and the East Sea to the right, the vast Western Regions including the West and Xinjiang to the left, and India and Europe beyond.
Above it, the large and small sects and forces were displayed, and their main characteristics, number of members, relationship with the Sacheon Dangga, and future development direction were briefly recorded.
‘Is this what you were aiming for?’
For a moment, it felt like the last piece of the puzzle had been put into place.
Now I understand.
I thought that Danghosan’s vessel was just a copy of Sacheon or the western part of the Central Plains, but it seemed that it was more than I had expected.
The world.
Danghosan’s gaze extended beyond the Central Plains to the entire world, including the Western Regions.
This place, which marked the beginning and end of the Kowloon branch, was not simply a conference room.
-Strategy of the World.
It was the conference room where the Tang clan planned how to conquer the world and the world.
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