Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 142

When the boat reached the ferry, Hyuk-ryeonhu gestured. At that, Zhuo Ming pressed the blood points of the captain and the sailors and leaned them against the side of the boat.

"I will take the lead."

Zhu Zhanyan, who had a knack for tracking, got off first and soon found the mountain path where Baekmae had come down.

Zhu Zhanyan opened the front, and Hyuk-ryeonhu stood in the middle. Zhuo Ming followed, guarding the rear.

A moment later, the three reached the ridge where Baekji had climbed.

"It's that way."

Zhu Zhanyan pointed towards the valley where Baekji had gone down. It seemed he had learned a special martial art for tracking.

The three carefully descended into the valley and found the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death's' residence. There were a few thatched houses, and a faint light shone from the thatched house in the middle.

Hyuk-ryeonhu, with a triumphant smile, raised his finger to his lips.

Pa-a-a...!

When Hyuk-ryeonhu spread his senses, he felt the energy of one person from the thatched house with the light. The energy of the 'true realm' with a formed inner core... it had to be the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death'.

'So he was hiding in a place like this...'

It was the moment to reap the rewards of over a year of tracking.

The three hid their energy and approached, surrounding the thatched house from three directions.

Hyuk-ryeonhu, who had gone to the middle, slowly opened the door of the thatched house. The one caught in his senses showed no sign of movement.

The interior of the room came into view at a glance with the lamp on the table in the middle of the room.

A person was sitting on the bed, facing the wall, and meditating.

Seeing no particular danger, Hyuk-ryeonhu released his hidden energy. At that, the shoulder of the person on the bed flinched.

Hyuk-ryeonhu strode inside, pulled out a chair from the tea table, and sat down.

"Senior Divine Doctor, I have worked hard to find you."

The 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' did not move, still meditating while facing the wall. But his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he had received a considerable shock.

"How did you find me? By any chance... did you harm the children?"

"Haha. Do not worry. Why would I harm the female doctors that the 'Divine Doctor' cherishes? I am not such a cruel person."

Hyuk-ryeonhu, after confirming that Zhuo Ming and Zhu Zhanyan were positioned on both sides of the house, said, "If you just hand over the 'Great Soul Spirit Art', everyone will be safe. Of course, I will also guarantee the senior's safety."

Baekji, disguised as the 'Divine Doctor', grumbled to himself.

'As expected, that old man had a secret he was hiding.'

It seemed the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' had stolen the 'Great Soul Spirit Art' of the So family.

The 'Great Soul Spirit Art' was a secret great art of the So family. The Hyuk-ryeon family had trained the soul, and the So family had trained the spirit.

Dealing with the spirit was much more difficult than the soul. Without extensive knowledge of soul spirit, one could not dare to touch the spirit.

'It was a good thing I didn't trust him.'

Baekji, while talking with the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' in the thatched house, had kept his consciousness spread.

That's why he had noticed as soon as Hyuk-ryeonhu's party had stood on the ridge.

He had immediately subdued the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death', pressed his blood points to hide his energy, and then had put him under the bed. Then he had put on the 'Divine Doctor's' outer clothes and a hood, and had sat on the bed, pretending to train.

"I know the 'Great Soul Weaving Art' of the Hyuk-ryeon family, and you're going to let me live?"

"Do not worry about that matter. Senior Divine Doctor will go with me to the Demonic Cult and will live in comfort and luxury at the main family."

"Hmph! It sounds like you're going to put me under house arrest."

Hyuk-ryeonhu smiled triumphantly.

"You have worked for the So family for a long time. Now, please lend your strength to the Hyuk-ryeon family as well. I will not be stingy with your treatment."

"Will the Cult Leader allow it?"

Hyuk-ryeonhu hesitated for a moment and then said, "When was the last time the 'Divine Doctor' saw the Cult Leader?"

"..."

"The Cult Leader is already dead."

"What?"

Hyuk-ryeonhu lowered his voice as if he were telling a secret.

"Although they are keeping it quiet in the Cult Leader's quarters, it is certain that he has already passed away."

"If so, the Young Lord will ascend to the position of Cult Leader. Nothing will change."

"Hahaha..."

Hyuk-ryeonhu burst into a clear laugh. It was a laugh that was refreshing to the core.

"Do not worry about the Young Lord. That brat is finally dead. They say he returned as a rotten corpse, unable to overcome his cultivation deviation."

"The Young Lord is dead...?"

Baekji feigned shock and trembled his shoulders. Seeing this, Hyuk-ryeonhu said triumphantly, "The Cult Leader and the Young Lord are both dead. Now do you understand the reason why the 'Divine Doctor' must rely on the Hyuk-ryeon family? Think carefully about the reason why I am telling you this."

Hyuk-ryeonhu was subtly threatening him.

He did not think that the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' would refuse. If he refused in the end, he was thinking of torturing him to take the 'Great Soul Spirit Art' and then killing him.

"Honestly, what have you received from the So family? Weren't you in a situation where you were trapped in the divine palace for decades and couldn't even move? The Hyuk-ryeon family will at least allow you to move freely in the Heavenly Mountains. The hardship is over now, so all that's left is to enjoy the glory."

This time, he offered a carrot.

Baekji thought that if he were the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death', there would be no reason to refuse. Although the 'Divine Doctor' was at the 'true realm', he was now surrounded by three 'true realm' masters. Hyuk-ryeonhu was at the peak of the 'true realm', and it would not be strange at all if he were to enter the 'flower realm' soon.

The 'Divine Doctor's' internal energy was high, but his martial arts techniques were not that great, so he could not handle these three.

"What would I do in the Hyuk-ryeon family?"

"Hehe... soon, a competition to select the Young Lord will be held in the Demonic Cult. Of course, the most likely person is me. But isn't it better to be well-prepared? For now, I would like you to make a few 'miraculous medicines' that can increase my internal energy."

Hyuk-ryeonhu's true intentions were revealed. He was planning to catch the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' and work him to the bone day and night.

Baekji thought that the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death's' situation was also pitiful. In the past, he must have been practically captured under the pretext of an invitation. He had lived in the Heavenly Mountains for decades to make one 'miraculous medicine', and if he were to be dragged to the Hyuk-ryeon family again, he would have to live like that for the rest of his life.

Baekji, disguised as the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death', sighed.

"Even without the Cult Leader and the Young Lord, isn't the So family the top of the twelve guardian families? It would be as easy as turning over their hand for them to assassinate me."

"Hehe... you really have a lot of trivial worries. The 'Heavenly Vein' of the So family has already been cut off. It is truly unfortunate for the So family that the Young Lord did not have a child."

''Heavenly Vein'?'

Baekji, hearing the unexpected words, thought he should talk a little more. But Hyuk-ryeonhu's patience had run out.

"The journey to the Heavenly Mountains will take quite a while, so let's talk slowly on the way. It would be better for you to pack your luggage now."

And he raised his energy. It was a sign that he would take him by force if he refused.

Pa-a-a-a...!

At that, Zhuo Ming and Zhu Zhanyan, who were outside, also released their energy.

It was a clear warning to the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' that they would not give him any room to escape.

"Hmm... I'll listen to the rest slowly."

Baekji slowly turned his body, and Hyuk-ryeonhu's eyes became as big as saucers.

"You, you are?"

Hyuk-ryeonhu, like a thunderbolt, swung his twin palms.

Peong!

The condensed energy poured out, and countless black palm shadows appeared and covered Baekji.

Baekji struck the floor with his left hand and rose in a cross-legged position, then swept his right hand to the side.

An invisible energy pushed in and swept away the black palm shadows.

At that moment, the wall behind the bed exploded, and a sword came in. The moment a foot-long sword energy was about to be embedded in Baekji's back, Baekji slid to the side.

Taking that opportunity, Hyuk-ryeonhu fled outside the thatched house.

He knew that Baekji's martial prowess was not at a level he could handle. For a moment, he thought of attacking together with Zhuo Ming and Zhu Zhanyan, but he immediately chose to flee.

"What? Is the great young master of the Hyuk-ryeon family running away openly? You should at least fight even if you die!"

Although Baekji shouted, Hyuk-ryeonhu was already speeding towards the ridge.

Hwik.

As Baekji was about to fly, Zhuo Ming swung his sword and crashed into him with his whole body. From the opposite side, Zhu Zhanyan rushed in, swinging his saber.

Their momentum was extremely fierce, as if they had used all their strength.

"These brats?"

* * *

"Those bad brats!"

Gong-chil was indignant when he saw Zhuo Ming harm the sailors.

Sailors are rough, but they have a sense of loyalty to their colleagues who live by fighting the rough waters.

They were especially furious about killing people and destroying evidence after borrowing a boat.

Because they never knew when it might happen to them.

"Let's destroy the boat. Those bad brats should never ride a boat again."

When Hyuk-ryeonhu's party went up the mountain, Gong-chil and Gong-yuk rowed the boat and brought it alongside Baekmae's boat. When Gong-chil went up, he saw that the sailors were not dead, but had only had their blood points pressed.

When he went to the cabin, Baekmae and the others also had their blood points pressed.

Gong-chil went to the mast, pulled the rope, and raised the sail. When Gong-yuk untied the rope tied to the ferry, the boat slowly went towards the lake.

Gong-yuk spread the sail on his own boat and followed behind. As the two boats were going to the middle of the lake, Hyuk-ryeonhu appeared.

"The boat...?"

Hyuk-ryeonhu stood at the ferry and looked at the boat in the distant lake, dumbfounded.

He had fled from Baekji and had come to the ferry with the intention of taking Baekmae's party hostage and fleeing...

As it happened, Gong-chil had taken the boat and had fled.

At that moment, he heard Baekji shouting from the ridge.

"If you come back obediently, I'll let you go!"

Hyuk-ryeonhu turned his body and flew towards the opposite mountain. Following him, Baekji appeared at the ferry.

He heard Gong-chil shouting from a distance.

"It's safe here."

Baekji waved his hand and then stomped his foot.

Kung!

With a loud roar that shook the ground, Baekji shot towards the direction Hyuk-ryeonhu had gone.

"You're just a flea, no matter how much you jump. I know that mountain well!"

It was the mountain he had wandered in a few days ago. Baekji reached a small peak in an instant.

He saw Hyuk-ryeonhu fleeing hard in the valley below.

Baekji flew just like that. Baekji, who had flown like a mythical bird, landed in front of Hyuk-ryeonhu.

"What are you doing, running away in the middle of a conversation? You have to finish it."

"You, you brat... are you trying to start a war between the righteous and the demonic again?"

"A war between the righteous and the demonic?"

"I am the Young Lord of the Demonic Cult! If you harm me, the Demonic Cult will not stand still!"

Baekji laughed as if he were dumbfounded.

"With your skills, what kind of Young Lord are you? Wake up."

"Die!"

Hyuk-ryeonhu, taking the opportunity while he was speaking, flew in, his sword and body as one. A blue light flashed from his two eyes.

In his desperation, he had raised his 'Dark Soul Divine Art' to its full power. The momentum of the 'Chaotic Heaven Shattering Emperor Sword Technique', enhanced by the power of his soul, was so powerful that it could split a mountain.

Hwik―.

Baekji's figure disappeared.

"You're still far from it."

Hearing Baekji's voice from behind, Hyuk-ryeonhu held his sword upside down and thrust it through his side. A black sword energy shot out from the gap under his armpit.

Although he had even used his life-saving ultimate technique, nothing was caught.

Instead.

Jjeok―!

A heavy impact exploded on his head. Baekji's palm had struck Hyuk-ryeonhu's head directly.

Hyuk-ryeonhu collapsed just like that.

Baekji grabbed the scruff of Hyuk-ryeonhu's neck and returned to the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death's' thatched house.

In a corner of the thatched house, where the wall had been blown out and the ceiling had flown away, Zhuo Ming and Zhu Zhanyan were lying. Baekji threw Hyuk-ryeonhu next to them and took out the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' from under the bed.

Although the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death's' blood points had been pressed, his mind was clear, and he had heard the entire conversation between Baekji and Hyuk-ryeonhu.

Baekji, after releasing the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death's' mute point, said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You have to give me the 'Great Soul Spirit Art'."

The 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' closed his two eyes.

The notoriety of the Young Lord was high. Now that it had been revealed that he had stolen the 'Great Soul Spirit Art', there was no way to live.

As he faced death, anger welled up, and a stubbornness arose. He had had to live for decades after being captured by the Demonic Cult. Even after running away, he was stuck in a deserted mountain, unable to go anywhere.

This was not the life he had wanted. He had become a doctor to enjoy wealth and fame while practicing medicine for people. His talent being extraordinary and catching the eye of the Demonic Cult Leader had been his misfortune, if it was a misfortune.

The 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death', his eyes flashing, shouted in anger, "I have dedicated half my life to the Cult Leader. Although the 'Great Soul Spirit Art' is precious, my life is also precious. It's not like it's a problem for me to know the 'Great Soul Spirit Art'!"

"Hmm. You just saw. That brat almost stole the 'Great Soul Spirit Art'."

"That would not have been possible."

"..."

"Because it's in my head. You can just kill me. Hurry and kill me!"

The frustrated 'Divine Doctor' went crazy.

Thwack!

Baekji's fist hit the back of the 'Divine Doctor's' head, and he became quiet.

(End of Chapter)