I Spent a Night with the Heavenly Demon's Only Daughter

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

“To fluster a person, you just have to take away what they normally use as a matter of course or make it useless. For example, imagine if they became unable to gauge distance. Then how could that person possibly charge at you?”

Until then, Cheon Ha-seong had been listening to Danmok Yeon's words with one ear and letting them out the other. But what he heard just then stimulated his interest.

“…?”

Cheon Ha-seong looked at Danmok Yeon as if it were strange. It was a face that wanted to ask if such a thing were possible.

Danmok Yeon, though the reaction had come much later than he had thought, felt that even this was a great achievement and wore a triumphant expression.

“How would you calculate distance?”

“Don't you just know by looking?”

“Right. You know by looking. But what if I made it so you couldn't know even by looking? If it were very dark or a thick fog had settled in.”

Cheon Ha-seong began to think in a way he had never thought of before, and he felt that this time could be quite useful for him.

Gradually, his attitude of concentrating on the story changed. Now, as if he were worried that the story might end soon, Cheon Ha-seong even slowed his walking pace first.

Danmok Yeon keenly noticed the change.

He thought it wouldn't have taken this long for other bastards, but he decided not to complain. This bastard was worth teaching, even while enduring such humiliation.

As he spoke, Danmok Yeon felt as if his own words were being sucked into Cheon Ha-seong's head.

And at the same time, he felt as if his own power of the arts was being sucked in as well.

It was true that one consumed mental power and various other energies when speaking, but Cheon Ha-seong felt like he was drawing out even more.

At first, it was so faint that even Danmok Yeon did not notice it well. He had thought that he was just feeling drained and tired for some reason, but since the difference was so minuscule, he had dismissed it as nothing. However, it grew larger as time went on. And yet, he could not stop talking.

As his strength drained, Cheon Ha-seong's eyes shone brighter and brighter.

Now he was completely focused on Danmok Yeon's words, and it seemed he was anticipating what he would say next.

“You bastard! Stop sucking away my energy!”

Finally, Danmok Yeon, who had come to his senses, roared. However, Cheon Ha-seong didn't even realize what he was talking about.

“I didn't do anything, Senior.”

“…”

Danmok Yeon paid close attention from then on. He couldn't stop thinking that this bastard was truly strange. And as he did, he continued his story. As he paid attention, he could clearly feel his own energy draining away.

Danmok Yeon shook his head. Until now, he had had it taken because he hadn't known, but now that he knew, he had to decide whether he would continue to let it be taken.

‘Right. It doesn't matter if this much energy is taken. Even if it is, it will be less than a drop of blood on a bird's foot.’

Saying that, Danmok Yeon continued his explanation.

“One can perceive the distance to an opponent because the things in the surroundings become the background. But what would happen if those things in the background were to disappear? Or what if they were instead seen in a distorted way?”

Cheon Ha-seong received a shock as if he had been struck on the head. It was a way of thinking he had never once tried until now.

If a person was standing there, you would just rush towards them and attack. But what if it became impossible to gauge that distance?

Cheon Ha-seong shivered as he imagined what Danmok Yeon had described. He had felt scared just from imagining it.

“I will not teach you how to use those talismans yet. If you want to learn the method, you must protect me well so that I do not die. Do you understand?”

Cheon Ha-seong, not having thought he would hear such a thing, looked at Danmok Yeon with a blank face.

“I was just joking. Don't be so serious. Would I really ask a bastard like you for help?”

“Let's be on our way, Senior. There are things I would like to confirm.”

After hearing Danmok Yeon's words, his mind had imagined and understood them, but he became anxious because he wanted to see them in reality.

“Good. Watch carefully what I do.”

However, Cheon Ha-seong's figure had already vanished far into the distance, so Danmok Yeon had no choice but to stop talking.

“It seems that bastard has never learned any manners!”

And yet, he couldn't help but chase after him. Somehow, he had ended up in a state where he was just following the tail of a fresh-faced greenhorn, but he was resolute.

***

The Azure Sea Sect did not know of the storm that was about to befall them. It wasn't that the rumors were late. However, they had not thought that they would be attacked all the way at their main headquarters.

Until now, they had taken up a safe position and had attacked others as they pleased. The reason could just be made up at the time.

Even if they killed anyone they didn't like and branded them as followers of the demonic path, the Azure Sea Sect was forgiven. Who would dare to raise an objection to the actions of the Azure Sea Sect? If there was anyone who tried to do so, they could just brand him as one of the demonic path as well.

Since they held both martial power and financial power in their hands, there was little that was difficult for them. At least in Qinghai, they were people who enjoyed a power that the emperor himself would not envy.

Perhaps that was why their reaction speed was so slow when faced with a crisis.

If they had lived with a moderate amount of tension, and if they had lived while moderately paying attention to their surroundings, they would not have been in such a defenseless state.

Cheon Ha-seong stood next to Danmok Yeon and looked at him. In his opinion, it seemed Danmok Yeon would be the first to move. However, Danmok Yeon needed some prep work, and he hoped that Cheon Ha-seong would do it for him.

“What are you doing?”

“Ah… shall I go first?”

“You should.”

“Understood.”

Cheon Ha-seong said, then suddenly began to rummage through his clothes.

“What are you doing?”

“Ahh. There is something I obtained from the bastard I killed, and I'm a bit concerned about carrying it around, so I'm thinking of just using it up here.”

“What is it?”

“Poison.”

At that, Danmok Yeon's eyes went wide.

“If you have something like that, why would you use it carelessly instead of giving it to me? It's not as if you think you have no chance of winning without poison.”

At that, Cheon Ha-seong stared at Danmok Yeon. It was a face that said, 'Still, how could I possibly trust you?'

Danmok Yeon was dumbfounded. He was also angry, wondering if he couldn't even give him that one thing after he had gone through so much trouble to win his heart.

However, Cheon Ha-seong was resolute.

“I say this because I feel that if I carry something like this around needlessly, I might be the one to get hit by it. And I feel you might get hit by it too, being next to me, Senior. From what I've seen, unless one is good at handling poison, it seems it is more likely to kill the person who possesses it. The man who died by my hand was like that.”

Danmok Yeon also did not completely fail to understand those words, so he meekly agreed.

It was a very plausible thing to say.

It was the same with other weapons. One could rashly pick up a weapon and run wild, only to have it taken away and lose their life to their own weapon.

The two stood side-by-side on the roof of the massive hall.

As he was watching Cheon Ha-seong take out the vial of poison, Danmok Yeon took a dagger from his waist and gave it to him.

“You can apply it to this and throw it.”

“Is it a dagger?”

Accepting it and examining it, Cheon Ha-seong saw that there was a ring attached to the hilt.

“What is this?”

“It is a dagger made to be retrievable.”

Saying that, he took the dagger back and showed him a demonstration. When he held the ring and pulled the dagger straight out, an elastic string came out.

Then, when he let go of the dagger, it quickly returned.

“You have to keep this ring on your finger. That's how it comes back.”

“If I throw it far, the speed of its return will also be immense. Won't my hand be cut off if I catch it wrong?”

“Then you shouldn't do that.”

He had thought he would tell him the method, but it ended with just, 'Then you shouldn't do that.'

“I will show you a demonstration. I don't originally need to use something like this, but I made it because I was too bored.”

Saying that, he threw the dagger towards a martial artist of the Azure Sea Sect who happened to be passing below.

Cheon Ha-seong, seeing the dagger return without even getting close, let out an involuntary chuckle.

It looked as if sweat was streaming down Danmok Yeon's head.

“I did that to show you what not to do. I was just trying to show you that you have to throw it with enough force so it can accurately reach the target in one go.”

“Yes, Senior.”

Although it felt a bit like he was being mocked, Danmok Yeon held it in and threw the dagger again.

This time, it reached. However, it felt like it had only grazed him, so it would be correct to say it had touched him, not that he had been stabbed by it.

The martial artist who had been hit did stop walking, but he tilted his head as if he didn't know what had happened and then went on his way again.

Worried that Danmok Yeon would be embarrassed, Cheon Ha-seong pretended not to know, and Danmok Yeon, as if thinking he would surely make up for it this time, threw the dagger again. However, the same thing happened again.

He became so angry that he wanted to flip everything over. Noticing that his true nature was about to emerge, Cheon Ha-seong took the dagger.

“I will try.”

Then he put the ring on his finger and threw the dagger. At that, the dagger lodged in the martial artist's head.

Cheon Ha-seong, seeing how much difficulty Danmok Yeon was having, had thought that distance must be difficult and had only tried it as a test. Then, seeing the man die without even a chance to scream, he was surprised and looked at Danmok Yeon.

Danmok Yeon was far more surprised than Cheon Ha-seong and looked back at him.

Then he told him to hurry and retrieve the dagger, and Cheon Ha-seong nodded and retrieved it. At first, he hadn't a clue how to catch it, but as the string rapidly shortened, the dagger returned to him on its own. Watching its trajectory, when the dagger was almost in front of his eyes, he shook the string a little to create a rebound, slowed its speed, and was able to catch it safely.

Thick blood was flowing from the returned dagger.

“If you want to apply poison, you may do so.”

“Yes, Senior.”

Cheon Ha-seong immediately applied the poison and threw the dagger towards another martial artist. It seemed he would have to kill a few people that way to get the hang of it.

Danmok Yeon's mood soured at the speed with which Cheon Ha-seong was learning.

However, Cheon Ha-seong, without even knowing what he was thinking on the side, continuously threw and retrieved the dagger. It was a poison that was said to kill with a mere scratch. For that reason, there was no need to apply enough force for the dagger to lodge in the body.

The people screamed and fell into confusion. And they tried to find out where the attack was coming from. There were some who looked up and discovered Cheon Ha-seong, but before they could even shout, the dagger flew.

It was the first time Cheon Ha-seong had ever fought in this way. The efficiency was low, but it seemed there was something to be gained from it. Above all, Danmok Yeon encouraged him, telling him to keep going.

The dark atmosphere of those who were feeling extreme terror in the face of death was helping Danmok Yeon's power of the arts.