Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 143

The next morning.

Zhu Zhanyan woke up. He saw Zhuo Ming and Hyuk-ryeonhu next to him.

"Great Young Master!"

When Zhu Zhanyan called out in a whisper, Hyuk-ryeonhu also came to his senses. Following him, Zhuo Ming also woke up.

"What happened?"

Hyuk-ryeonhu had not yet fully regained his senses. The expressions of Zhu Zhanyan and Zhuo Ming were mournful.

"He... was not our opponent. Is that what the 'flower realm' is?"

"No, he is above the 'flower realm'. He must be at the profound realm."

"Heok! Not the Martial Alliance Leader, but the disciple of the Alliance Leader is at the profound realm?"

"The Martial Alliance must have poured all sorts of resources into him to create a monster to deal with us."

Zhu Zhanyan and Zhuo Ming could not believe Hyuk-ryeonhu's words at face value. But they could not refute them.

"But where is this?"

When he looked around, it was a thatched house warehouse. Things like hoes and baskets were stored there.

"Ah!"

Zhu Zhanyan, who was about to circulate his energy, sighed. His blood points had been released... but he could not use the internal energy in his dantian.

With some trick, the flow of his energy was blocked.

At Zhu Zhanyan's expression, Hyuk-ryeonhu and Zhuo Ming also circulated their energy and then turned pale.

Now they were no different from ordinary people.

Hyuk-ryeonhu sat in a cross-legged position. He summoned his soul power with the 'Dark Soul Divine Art'. The cold energy summoned by his soul followed his entire body's meridians, but it could not enter his dantian.

'But... there is another way.'

Hyuk-ryeonhu sent his soul power to his middle dantian. But...

'He even placed a restriction on the middle dantian!'

He had even blocked the upper dantian. This was only possible for someone who knew the 'Great Soul Weaving Art' and the 'Great Soul Spirit Art'.

Grind.

'Divine Doctor of Life and Death! Do you really want to die?'

At that moment,

The door opened, and Cheongmae and Hwangmae came in and left a basket. In the bamboo basket were rice balls.

"You want me to eat this!"

Hyuk-ryeonhu, who had lived in comfort and luxury as the great young master of the Hyuk-ryeon family. He kicked it as soon as he saw it. At that, the expressions of Zhuo Ming and Zhu Zhanyan changed slightly.

They had become the swords of the Hyuk-ryeon family through hellish training.

During their training, they had had to chew on grass roots, and even animal hides.

'Rice balls would be a great honor...'

* * *

Baekmae, bringing rice balls, said to Baekji, "Release the 'Divine Doctor'."

"I didn't tie him up."

"I know you pressed his blood points."

"It would be troublesome if he ran away. There's still a lot to talk about."

"Promise you won't harm him!"

Baekji nodded his head.

"Look at me. Do I look like I would harm anyone?"

He looked at Baekmae with his usual clear and innocent expression.

'To be fooled by that innocent face...'

Baekmae inwardly ground her teeth. She resolved to never trust anyone again.

No matter how innocent a child the opponent was...

Baekji ate a rice ball and went to the thatched house where the 'Divine Doctor' was confined.

The 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death' had become calm again. As if he had given up on everything, when Baekji came in, he sat with his eyes closed and did not even look at him.

"Divine Doctor, I think you've misunderstood something... let's get along."

"I... have no intention of going to the Heavenly Mountains again."

"Who said to go? Just live here. No! This place is dangerous. Since that brat Hyuk-ryeonhu knows, that would be troublesome. Hide somewhere else."

"I'm tired of living in hiding. I'd rather die than live like this. Kill me!"

Baekji's eyes sparkled.

"Shall I tell you a very safe place? It's a sect guarded by members of the Martial Alliance. If you rely on them, even the Demonic Cult can't do anything rash."

"..."

"It's not a mountain like this either. It's in a rather large county called Joga-hyeon. There are also many medicinal herbs in the back mountain."

The 'Divine Doctor's' eyelids trembled slightly.

"It's not a martial arts sect either. It's a merchant sect."

The 'Divine Doctor' opened his eyes.

"Where on earth are you talking about?"

"It's called the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect... it's a place where the disciple of the Martial Alliance Leader is the Honored One."

"..."

"Take the six plums with you. Since it's a merchant sect, they have a lot of money, so you can live in abundance. Of course, it would be even better if the 'Divine Doctor' were to practice medicine. Isn't what the 'Divine Doctor' wants to practice medicine while being praised by people?"

"..."

The 'Divine Doctor' said with a disbelieving expression, "What is your purpose in making such a proposal to me?"

Although his voice had softened, his wariness remained.

"Hand over the manuscript of the 'Great Soul Spirit Art' and the research on the 'Great Soul Weaving Art'. That's the property of the cult."

"..."

"Tell me honestly. Although the 'Divine Doctor' was detained in the cult for decades, your medical skills have also improved in the meantime. You've encountered countless medicinal herbs, learned the prescriptions for the 'ascension pill' and the 'reincarnation pill'... and even the 'Great Soul Spirit Art' and the 'Great Soul Weaving Art'! What doctor would encounter such things?"

It was true. When he had been called by the Cult Leader, he had just been a doctor with medical skills superior to others.

While staying in the divine palace, he had researched all sorts of medicinal herbs and had reached the realm of being called a 'Divine Doctor' through the ancient medical books passed down in the cult.

Moreover, he had also obtained internal energy and had reached the 'true realm'. He too had gained a lot.

"How can you guarantee that you won't harm me after you get what you want?"

"It's the same for me. How can I believe that you will give me the proper great art? We're a relationship where we can't trust each other, right?"

"I have never deceived you."

That's right. He hadn't lied. He just hadn't spoken.

It was the same for Baekji.

"Me too. What can we do when both the 'Divine Doctor' and I have circumstances that we can't tell each other? Let's just not lie."

"..."

The 'Divine Doctor', after thinking for a moment, said, "If the place called the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect is as the Young Lord says... I will check it upon arrival and then hand it over."

"Hmm. Then let's do this. First, just hand over the 'Great Soul Weaving Art'. And we'll go together. I'll escort you in a comfortable carriage. When we arrive, you'll give me the 'Great Soul Spirit Art'... how about it, isn't it a good proposal?"

"Write it down in a document and sign it."

"Alright."

The 'Divine Doctor' asked, "What are you going to do with Hyuk-ryeonhu?"

"I can't just let that brat go. They are the brats who made me suffer this much."

"...Then wouldn't it be better to kill him and eliminate future trouble?"

"Are you a doctor? How can you say to kill someone so easily?"

"Isn't my title the 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death'? I save people, but I also kill them."

The 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death's' eyes flashed.

"It's troublesome right now. If that brat dies, the Hyuk-ryeon family brats will flock. They'll probably find the 'Divine Doctor' and tear him to pieces."

"..."

"Leave that brat to me. Who am I? I'm the Young Lord."

The 'Divine Doctor' nodded his head.

* * *

A month later.

On the main road to Joga-hyeon, where the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect was, the Hunan Escort Agency's escort group appeared. The escorts, who were guarding the carts and three carriages loaded with goods, had happy expressions as their destination was not far away.

Although it was a strange escort group with more people than goods, the journey was smooth.

The escort leader who was leading shouted towards the back, "The Yang-Bai Merchant Sect is not far away. Let's drink to our heart's content in Joga-hyeon today."

At the escort leader's words, the escorts and porters quickened their pace with happy faces.

The window of the middle carriage opened, and Baekji stuck his head out.

"Just go to Joga-hyeon. Someone will come out from the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect to meet us."

The escort was requested by Baekji. In the three carriages were Hyuk-ryeonhu's party, the six plums, and the 'Divine Doctor', respectively.

Baekji had originally intended to go to the Zhuge family, but after meeting the 'Divine Doctor', he had decided to return in a hurry.

Securing the 'Great Soul Weaving Art' and the 'Great Soul Spirit Art' was the priority. Besides, he also had to go to the Heavenly Mountains, the main base of the Demonic Cult.

Although he had given up his status as the Young Lord of the Demonic Cult, since he had learned that the 'Heavenly Demon Divine Art' could eliminate the 'remnant soul', he had to learn it.

Baekji, while riding in the carriage with the 'Divine Doctor', had learned the 'Great Soul Weaving Art' of the Hyuk-ryeon family.

The 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death', who had researched the incomplete 'Great Soul Weaving Art' for the past year and had almost restored it, had become even more perfect while discussing it with Baekji.

Although Baekji did not know the 'Great Soul Weaving Art', since he had reached the 'natural realm', he was good at pointing out the awkward parts. When he got stuck, he would pester Hyuk-ryeonhu to find out.

The 'Divine Doctor' had now let down his guard against Baekji a lot.

"Will the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect take me in?"

When the 'Divine Doctor' worried, Baekji, beat his chest.

"Just trust me. I know the sect master very well."

Of course, if Baekji decided, they would accept him... but he didn't bother to reveal the truth. If it was a sect where he was the Honored One, the 'Divine Doctor' might misunderstand and not hand over the 'Great Soul Spirit Art'.

'First, let's get what I can get...'

Let's think about the future later.

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When the escort group found an inn, Baekji disappeared.

The 'Divine Doctor' became anxious.

'Did he just take the 'Great Soul Weaving Art'?'

He had thought about it belatedly and had realized that there was a flaw in his promise with Baekji.

Since he was the Young Lord, he would be able to obtain the 'Great Soul Spirit Art' if he went to the main base. There was no reason to receive his manuscript.

As he was carefully observing the outside, it suddenly became noisy.

A group of people appeared and dragged Hyuk-ryeonhu's party out of the carriage.

"Move it quickly."

The young woman in a red dress, who looked like the leader, had heavy makeup like a courtesan and was alluring. The flowing energy, no matter how he looked, did not seem to be of the Righteous Path.

They put black cloths over the heads of Hyuk-ryeonhu's party, subdued their blood points, and then loaded them like luggage into the carriage they had brought.

The 'Divine Doctor', who saw this, became even more anxious.

A moment later.

The carriage door opened, and a slightly thin young man was standing there. The young man, wrapped in silk clothes, bowed his head and said, "You are the 'Divine Doctor', right? I am Ah-jok, the Chief Steward of the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect. From now on, I will serve you. Please move to another carriage."

The very young Chief Steward of the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect put the 'Divine Doctor' and the six plums' party in two carriages, received a confirmation of receipt of the escort goods and the payment from the Hunan Escort Agency's escort leader, and then shouted to the group that looked like guards, "Escort them carefully!"

The two carriages carrying the 'Divine Doctor' and the six plums, and the escort goods, headed for the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect.

The Yang-Bai Merchant Sect was on the mountainside, not far from Joga-hyeon.

On the way, he saw quite a few people coming and going.

When they reached the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect, the security around them became tight. In various places, guards were standing in pairs and threes.

To the side of the main gate, they were building several large buildings, which looked like guesthouses.

'They said it was a merchant sect, but is it a martial arts sect?'

The carriage passed through the main gate. Merchants and martial artists were coming and going from the large and small pavilions.

'It's a rather large merchant sect.'

Soon, the carriage stood in front of an annex with a beautiful garden.

The carriage door opened, and the Chief Steward Ah-jok bowed his head.

"We have arrived. It is an honor to serve the 'Divine Doctor'."

At Ah-jok's polite greeting, the anxiety of the 'Divine Doctor' and the six plums' party subsided slightly.

"Wow... it's nice!"

"Look at the garden. It's really beautiful."

The six plums exclaimed in admiration.

The annex was very large and luxurious. It was no wonder, as it had been the 'East Light Hall' that Baek Yeon-do, who had been the former young sect master, had used.

The 'Divine Doctor' also liked it.

"When can I see the sect master?"

The 'Divine Doctor' asked Ah-jok.

"She has already come and is waiting."

"Oh!"

Since she was the head of a merchant sect, he had thought he would have to wait a day or two to meet her, but he was surprised that she had already come and was waiting.

At the smooth hospitality, the 'Divine Doctor's' heart relaxed a little more.

When the 'Divine Doctor' and the six plums entered the main hall, they felt as if their eyes were being opened.

A very beautiful young woman was standing there and greeted them with a bright smile.

"I am Yang Soryeong, the sect master of the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect. It is an honor to meet the renowned 'Divine Doctor of Life and Death'."

The 'Divine Doctor' was bewildered. The Yang-Bai Merchant Sect he had seen on his way seemed to be of a considerable scale, but for such a young woman to be the sect master.

"Please sit."

Serving maids placed tea and snacks on the tea table that had been prepared in advance.

The 'Divine Doctor', who had sat down, cleared his throat and was about to open his mouth, but Yang Soryeong spoke first.

"I have already heard everything. You can stay here freely. I have arranged for four servants to attend to you for now, but how many more do you need?"

"That should be enough. And... I can't just stay, can I? Tell me the price."

"There is no need to pay a separate price. You can just stay comfortably."

"No, I am a person who is clear about calculations. I cannot stay if there is no price. Please demand a fair price."

The 'Divine Doctor' was stubborn.

"If you insist... if any of our family members are injured, could you please take a look at them? The work of a merchant sect is surprisingly rough, so there are many cases of injury."

"That is no problem."

"Then that is enough."

"And..."

The 'Divine Doctor' rolled his eyes and said. He had to confirm that he was in a place safe from the Demonic Cult.

"I heard that the disciple of the Martial Alliance Leader is the Honored One here... is that true?"

"Yes. That is correct."

"Hmm. What is your relationship with the Martial Alliance? Can I meet that person?"

"You will meet him soon. You have come a long way, so please wash up and rest first. If you need anything, you can tell the Chief Steward."

Yang Soryeeong gave a mysterious smile and left.

The 'Divine Doctor' became more and more curious about the Yang-Bai Merchant Sect. Since the disciple of the Alliance Leader was the Honored One, it would not be just a merchant sect.

From what he had thought on his way, it was clearly a business created by the Martial Alliance.

After meeting Yang Soryeong, that thought became even more certain.

'That sect master is just a figurehead, the real power must be someone else.'

However, the unresolved question was...

How was the Young Lord of the Demonic Cult on friendly terms with a business of the Martial Alliance?

(End of Chapter)