Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 126

Yang-Bai Merchant Sect Prison.

In the dark prison, Nangong Zhao, Tang Yunseol, and the Demonic Advisor gathered.

As the sleek-faced Demonic Advisor stole glances at Tang Yunseol, Nangong Zhao became subtly annoyed.

'What's with this brat?'

No matter how he looked, there was no sign that he had learned martial arts.

However, he had to be careful. Because Baekji was also like that. These days, even Mado's energy could not be felt.

A moment later, Baekji entered.

"You came early."

"Y-Honored One, when you call, we must come running."

The Demonic Advisor held his fan and politely bowed.

"Introduce yourselves. This is Nangong Zhao, a direct descendant of the Nangong family, the 'Blue Sky Young Dragon'. He is the chief investigator of the Martial Alliance's military affairs department. This is Tang Yunseol, the precious daughter of the Tang family. Don't look at her with strange eyes. Nangong Zhao and Tang Yunseol are to be married."

"Ah, I see."

The Demonic Advisor licked his lips and looked at Tang Yunseol openly.

'This brat?'

Nangong Zhao's eyes widened.

"This is Ma... no, what's his name?"

"My name is Byeok Wa-un. You can call me Scholar Byeok."

"Yes, Byeok? You were from the Byeok family?"

"Yes. There were twelve families that existed since the world first opened... people called those families..."

"That's enough."

Baekji cut him off. He didn't know what kind of words would come out of this Demonic Advisor's mouth.

"You heard him, right? He's Scholar Byeok."

After Baekji introduced them to each other, he pointed at the imprisoned Seomun So.

"That person is Seomun So. He was once a successful Chief Steward Seomun, but the problem was that he was too fond of money..."

Nangong Zhao, of course, knew Seomun So.

He had suffered from cultivation deviation while practicing the 'Blood Demon Sword Sea'.

Nangong Zhao had taken the demonic arts such as the 'Blood Demon Sword Sea' that were in the White Mountain Sect to the Martial Alliance, and the analysis had concluded that they were not proper martial arts.

'The Blood Demon Sword Sea... a vicious trap that turns those who learn it into the puppets of those who have learned the 'Blood Blood Demonic Art'...'

Baekji clicked his tongue.

"He became like that from carelessly practicing the martial arts of the Blood Sect. Miss Yunseol is well-versed in poison and medicine, right? The chief investigator knows the martial arts of the Righteous Path well... and Scholar Byeok knows demonic arts... no, all sorts of miscellaneous things... so cooperate well and analyze this martial arts technique."

"I understand. I am just moved."

The Demonic Advisor, who had received the Young Lord's order, politely cupped his fists.

Nangong Zhao looked at Baekji with a dumbfounded expression.

"Why me? This is something that masters should look at. Shall I call Senior Quan?"

"No. The chatterbox is too noisy. A 'true realm' or a fully mastered supreme master, it's all the same."

The Demonic Advisor was startled and said to Nangong Zhao, "It is surprising that you are looking at the 'true realm' at that age. I have heard of the fame of the Nangong family until my ears hurt, and you must be a genius even in that family."

He was once.

Now... after meeting Baekji, he had been reduced to the dullest of the dull and was dispirited.

"Hahaha. Scholar Byeok, you saw well. In my opinion, in twenty years, the Martial Alliance Leader will be the 'Blue Sky Young Dragon'."

"Ah, as expected, there are many geniuses next to the Y-Honored One. I will try harder."

Then he said to Nangong Zhao, "It is a pleasure to meet someone who can understand my words."

What is this brat?

For some reason, he seems to be not in his right mind.

The Demonic Advisor said to Tang Yunseol, "Yunseol... it's a very nice name. A long, long time ago, there was someone with that name. She would be my great-grand-aunt, and they say she was also a peerless beauty... seeing Miss Yunseol, I am naturally reminded of her."

"Ah, I see. You must have been very fond of her."

"Unfortunately, she passed away before I was born. The friend of her fiancé..."

"Scholar Byeok..."

Baekji said with a sigh.

A thought flashed through his mind that it might have been a mistake to call the Demonic Advisor.

"I would appreciate it if you would watch your mouth."

"Ah, I understand."

Baekji took out the 'Blood Demon Sword Sea' from his bosom.

"...!"

The 'Blood Demon Sword Sea' went to the Martial Alliance.

Nangong Zhao, puzzled, took it and opened it, and Baekji said, "That brat had copied it. Use this to trace the martial arts of the Blood Sect. What the problem is... the three of you should be able to figure it out."

"But why are you making me do it..."

"Chief Investigator! You have to save the martial world. The Blood Cult Leader is plotting something heinous. To thwart this, we must find out the weakness of the martial art."

When Nangong Zhao thought about it, it made sense.

However... he was just displeased with doing as Baekji ordered.

"Chief Investigator!"

Baekji said with a serious face.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. Look at Mado. She's having martial arts contests with brats who are no match for her to earn her keep, right? It's something to be emulated."

"..."

* * *

Baekji called his disciples to the living room of Songhwa Hall.

Yang Soryeong and the Seven Plums also gathered.

"Ajok, why are you so busy these days? I haven't had a chance to see your face."

Ajok had been away from the estate often.

"There are many transactions in Joga-hyeon these days."

"Transactions?"

"Yes. I am buying land."

"Land?"

After returning the assets of the Hongmeng Brothel, the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect had also become tight.

Two hundred members of the martial force were playing and eating. Baekji had not given them a mission, telling them to focus on their training.

Since the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect was just starting, there were many places to invest.

Naturally, the financial pressure was severe.

Ajok, unable to worry any longer, was buying up land in Joga-hyeon.

"After Mado's martial arts contest, the number of people visiting Joga-hyeon has increased significantly. Thanks to that, commercial transactions have increased... and the land prices are likely to rise."

The news that Mado was having martial arts contests for money had spread everywhere, and martial artists were flocking.

"Hmm. So you're saying you'll buy land now and sell it later?"

"Yes. It's already rising a little, but it will rise three or four times."

"Really? Are you taking land from poor people?"

"No! We will buy up as much of the abandoned land behind Joga-hyeon as possible and reclaim it. If we build roads and commercial buildings, we can get ten times the price."

"Alright. Making money is important, but don't skip your training."

"Yes. I am doing it diligently every morning and evening."

"You said you wanted your title to be the 'Lightning Saber', right? There's already a brat who uses it."

In the past, Ajok had called himself the 'Lightning Saber', Senior Oh the 'Wandering Great Hero', and Jang Sam the 'Thunderbolt Saber'.

But Chugan Yang's disciple was the 'Lightning Saber'.

"That brat... was quite strong. You have to work hard if you don't want your title to be taken."

"Hmm. If I get the chance, I will see who is faster."

Ajok answered.

"And... you said martial artists are flocking, right? Build a large guesthouse next to the estate and take in guests. The qualification is supreme master or higher... the name of the building will be Yang-Bai Residence."

"That would require a lot of funds."

"Don't worry about that. In a few days, a brat named Scholar Byeok will bring some money."

Baekji had asked for all his assets in the Demonic Cult to be disposed of.

Before his reincarnation, he had not been fond of money, so there wasn't much. Still, as he had been the Young Lord, it was quite a bit.

Baekji looked at everyone and said, "It seems the Blood Sect will cause a calamity. You know that many people died in the calamity caused by the Blood Sect, right?"

"Yes. I have heard of it."

"Shaanxi will be fine because the force called the 'Four Hegemons' is strong, and Huashan and Zhongnan are supporting them. The problem is here in Sichuan. We are a merchant sect, but we are also a martial sect. We have to take responsibility for our own territory."

Baekji said to Senior Oh, "You go and find Oh Ja-cheong of the 'Five Dragons Sect' and draw a clear boundary between the north and south of Sichuan. And tell the 'Five Dragons Sect' to take responsibility for the south."

"I understand. I have a friendship with Fang Master Oh... I will speak to him well."

Friendship... if Oh Ja-cheong found out that the reason his horse was taken was because of Senior Oh's tattling... he didn't know if he would even come back alive.

"Jang Sam, go to the Qinghai Guan and meet the Guan Master. He's still a famous martial arts master in northern Sichuan. Tell him to keep in close contact and deal with it together."

"Yes."

Baekji glanced at Yang Soryeong and said with telepathy, ―He could become our in-law, so you must treat him politely.

―I understand. Hehehe.

Jang Sam also knew about the relationship between Yang Soryeong and Shang Yiqing.

"What should I do?"

Yang Soryeong said. It seemed everyone had a mission but her.

"What you have to do, Master, is also very important. First, I want you to create a means to communicate very quickly with the Yang Merchant Guild in Xi'an. Gradually expand it to other regional merchant guilds. And have the Seven Plums create an information network in Joga-hyeon."

"An information network?"

"The Seven Plums know some people in Joga-hyeon. The number of martial artists has increased significantly these days. Who knows what kind of brats have hidden among them and are aiming for us?"

"Alright."

"Ajok, you support the Grandmaster and the Seven Plums in building the information network."

Baekji said to everyone, "The Blood Sect are brats who think of people as miraculous medicine. They are brats who don't distinguish between martial artists and ordinary market merchants. We must prevent them from setting foot in Sichuan at all. We must especially look after the remote villages. We will have to check for any abnormalities frequently."

"I understand."

Ajok raised his hand.

"In Sichuan, there are Qingcheng, Emei, and the Tang family. If they step up, it will be helpful in stopping the Blood Sect."

"Yes. That's true. But when I saw those Righteous Path brats this time... they were incredibly arrogant. They are brats who would order their subordinates to put out a fire on their own feet. I can't trust them."

In the last calamity, the Blood Sect had mainly targeted the mid-sized sects. Countless small and medium-sized sects, regardless of whether they were righteous, demonic, or heretical, had fallen or disappeared.

The large sects were attacked by assassinating their masters instead of a full-scale war.

In response, the great sects and noble families had firmly closed their doors and had responded by reluctantly supporting their secular families or branch families.

This had also contributed to the greater damage suffered by the small and medium-sized sects.

There was no law that said it wouldn't be the same this time.

"I'm going to the Four Shrines Heaven."

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"It's fine. One set is enough."

"Hehehe. The Young Lord likes to be neat, so you always have to pack enough spare clothes."

As Baekji was packing his luggage, Wolseon, dragging her old body, insisted on packing.

She was packing a bundle of spare clothes.

Wolseon was old and her mind was coming and going.

Since he was faking the Young Lord's death, he couldn't send Wolseon back to the main cult.

He had her stay in a room in the annex of Songhwa Hall. Thanks to that, Menghua had one more person to take care of.

"At this rate, I'll be packing to move."

Baekji, unable to watch any longer, pressed a blood point to put Wolseon to sleep, packed his luggage simply, and left Songhwa Hall.

He stopped Tie Yantai, who was trying to follow him.

"Take care of the Young Lord's mysterious death case first. And call Jian Yi and give him a firm warning. If a strange rumor gets out... everyone dies."

He had made a firm promise.

* * *

A month later.

An escort group, flying the flag of the Guangdong Escort Agency, entered the border of Hezhou in Guangxi.

The tense escort leader, Gan Tieshan, looked back and shouted, "Everyone, stay sharp. The territory of the Four Shrines Heaven is near."

Even without him saying it, the escorts were also tense.

Before long, Gan Tieshan, who was leading, stopped.

"...!"

Corpses scattered on the road, broken carts, and torn flags.

It was clear that an escort group had been robbed.

The faces of the escorts hardened.

"See if there are any survivors."

Gan Tieshan sent two escorts and said to the escort leader next to him, "You go and tell Young Master Yang that it's dangerous, so he should absolutely not come out of the carriage."

The escort leader went to the carriage following in the rear.

An escort brought a torn flag and reported, "It's the Hainan Escort Agency."

"Hmm... this... is not the work of ordinary bandits."

Anger arose in Gan Tieshan's eyes as he looked at the blood-stained flag.

The Hainan Escort Agency was a competitor, but they were also colleagues in the same business.

Over a dozen escorts and porters were all dead.

Casualties could occur in the process of robbing an escort, but it was rare to kill so thoroughly.

"What happened here."

Gan Tieshan was surprised by the voice from behind and turned around.

Baekji, who had come out of the carriage at some point, was surveying the scene.

(End of Chapter)