Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 19

The kind Baekji went to General Manager Ximen's office, but the guard on duty stopped him.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Thwack!

Baekji's fist sent the guard's jaw spinning. The guard fainted on the spot.

"Huh? This brat?"

The other guard was about to kick Baekji, but Baekji's fist was faster.

Crack!

The guard was hit on the head and slumped down.

Baekji entered the office, but General Manager Ximen was not there.

Baekji came out and slapped the cheek of the fallen guard.

"Hey, get a hold of yourself. Where's General Manager Ximen?"

"The... the Young Sect Master has woken up... he went."

"The Young Sect Master? Where is he?"

"The Dong Guang Hall is the Young Sect Master's residence."

"Where is that?"

"If you go that way to the east..."

Baekji let go of the guard's collar and went east.

On his way to the Young Sect Master's residence, Baekji suddenly stopped.

Come to think of it, this wasn't right.

'I can't kill him while he's with the Young Sect Master. I'll have to come back later.'

But he had already arrived, and the sign for the Dong Guang Hall came into view.

Just then, a curious thought arose.

'The Young Sect Master was the one in the stone coffin, right? How did a half-dead guy wake up? Did the old Taoist save him?'

As Baekji entered the Dong Guang Hall, the guards on duty saw him but did not stop him.

Since Baekji was also wearing the White Mountain Sect's martial arts uniform, they must have assumed he was on an errand.

Indeed, many people were busily coming and going inside and outside the Dong Guang Hall.

'It seems the Young Sect Master has really woken up.'

Baekji went to the room where people were gathered.

The Young Sect Master, Bai Yandu, was sitting up, leaning against the bed, and True Man Changshan was taking his pulse.

Next to them, General Manager Ximen, Yu Mungwang, Hu Yeonjo, and Zhang Ming were watching.

They saw Baekji but did not even look at him. Their attention was entirely focused on Bai Yandu.

True Man Changshan said, "His meridians seem to have recovered. He's completely soaked in medicine. He's become a medicine man."

"Not a poison man?"

"If you're soaked in poison, you're a poison man, and if you're soaked in medicine, you're a medicine man."

"What happens if you become a medicine man?"

General Manager Ximen asked.

"He'll be able to block about a hundred poisons. Ah, if I boil and eat him, will it be good for my health?"

"Martial Uncle! Please don't say such gruesome things..."

Zhang Ming shouted in surprise.

"I'm just saying."

True Man Changshan flipped open the Young Sect Master Bai Yandu's eyes.

Bai Yandu did not move at all.

"Originally, it was not his body but his mind that was the problem. He developed madness after suffering from cultivation insanity. Will he be able to regain his sanity?"

General Manager Ximen asked cautiously.

"How would I know?"

"If the Medicine Immortal doesn't know..."

"I know medicine, but I don't know people well."

"Martial Uncle! This doesn't seem like the time for jokes."

Zhang Ming said.

"I'm telling the truth. If it's a person's body, I can say I know a little. But how would I know what's going on inside their head?"

"Then does that mean there's no way?"

"Fortunately, though. If there's something wrong with the head, symptoms appear on the body. We'll know in a few days."

"Ah, I see. As expected of the Divine Physician."

When General Manager Ximen flattered him, True Man Changshan's eyes sparkled with joy as he said, "For example, you're very anxious and burning up inside right now, aren't you? Has it been a few months?"

"What?"

"When a person tries to deceive someone or plots something bad, the area under their eyes becomes dark, and their eyeballs move restlessly. If it's for a day or two, it's one thing, but if it goes on for a month or two, their skin will dry up. You're exactly like that right now, aren't you?"

General Manager Ximen was flustered and waved his hand.

"What are you talking about? I'm just a little tired from not being able to sleep at night because I'm worried about the Sect Master and the Young Sect Master."

True Man Changshan tilted his head.

"Why are you worried about the Sect Master? Wouldn't it be better if the Sect Master wasn't here?"

'Is this damned old man testing me?'

A chill ran down General Manager Ximen's spine, but he put strength into his lower abdomen and said, "Everyone knows my loyalty to the Sect Master and the White Mountain Sect."

"Hmph! I don't."

Hu Yeonjo snorted.

"Brigade Leader Hu! Are you really going to be like this?"

General Manager Ximen's eyes widened. Yu Mungwang interjected.

"Should we be having a family quarrel when we have guests?"

Zhang Ming, who already considered the White Mountain Sect a dysfunctional family, looked away and said nothing.

True Man Changshan, regardless, looked at Bai Yandu and muttered, "Why is this one's gaze so dirty? The young brat is not cute at all."

At True Man Changshan's words, everyone looked at Bai Yandu's eyes.

Baekji also looked.

'Huh? I've seen that kind of gaze before. Where did I see it?'

He became irritated as he couldn't quite remember.

After waking up again, his temper had become short, and the urge to beat someone up kept rising.

Baekji scanned the people in the room.

He was looking for an opponent to release his unknown urge.

Although Hu Yeonjo and Yu Mungwang were the leaders of the White Mountain Sect's martial force, they didn't catch his eye. They were brats who would fall after a couple of hits.

General Manager Ximen was also hiding his martial arts, but judging by his crude energy, he was nothing special.

'That one looks like he has some endurance.'

Zhang Ming's energy was pure, and his internal energy seemed deep.

But he was unpleasant.

'Who on earth is that old man?'

The old man called True Man Changshan was a concern. His instinct was telling him so.

As Baekji glared at the people in the room, one by one, they turned their heads to look at him.

"Why are you here?"

General Manager Ximen asked, frowning.

"What? That gaze. Do you want to die?"

At Baekji's words, General Manager Ximen was dumbfounded and then enraged.

General Manager Ximen was already at the peak of his anger because of True Man Changshan and Hu Yeonjo.

He approached, panting, and raised his hand as if to strike his head, shouting, "This brat, I've been letting him be, but he doesn't even know his place."

Baekji was so happy that his prey had rolled in that he closed his eyes. He wanted to savor this moment.

Strength entered his hands.

'Huh?'

But only his physical strength entered, and his internal energy did not move.

'What, what!'

He could easily knock down a guard with just his physical strength, but for someone like General Manager Ximen, he needed internal energy.

But his internal energy did not move.

'Heogeogeok! What kind of dog-like situation is this!'

The hair on Baekji's head stood on end.

He instinctively took a step back.

Just then, Zhang Ming subtly intervened and blocked General Manager Ximen.

"General Manager Ximen, didn't you say this child is a fool? Are you going to hit a pitiful child?"

When Baekji opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Ming's back.

Zhang Ming had blocked the space between the two of them.

'That's a relief for now!'

His favorability towards Zhang Ming rose slightly.

"Of course not."

General Manager Ximen opened the fist he had raised and then stroked Baekji's chestnut-like hair.

"You brat, even if you're a fool, you should know your place. Ahem."

General Manager Ximen cleared his throat and then grabbed Baekji's head and turned him around.

"This is not a place for a child. Go back and play."

He had no choice but to leave the room.

He left the room and sat down in a secluded corner. He could feel the full internal energy in his lower abdomen.

But he couldn't circulate it.

'What happened? My internal energy won't move. But what internal energy did I learn?'

He couldn't remember.

In his haste, he tried to operate the internal energy heart method of the martial arts he had seen in Bai Renguang's study.

It was the same. It was a ridiculous situation. It was as if he had a warehouse full of rice but couldn't eat it.

"Ah, this is frustrating!"

He unknowingly tore at his own hair.

At the sound of Baekji's madness, Ajok and Jang Sam appeared.

"Master, the grandmaster says to come quickly."

"Why are you tearing at your hair? Does your head hurt?"

"Ugh..."

Baekji wrapped his arms around his head and buried it between his knees.

Just then, True Man Changshan came out of the room. Ajok hurriedly ran and grabbed him.

"My master seems strange."

"What's wrong now?"

"He's tearing at his own hair."

"Umm. I have to go and make pine needle dumplings..."

"Dumplings aren't important right now! Please take a look."

Ajok brought True Man Changshan over.

When True Man Changshan approached, Baekji lifted his head. His eyes were full of tears.

He was so frustrated that he couldn't quite remember something that he was on the verge of tears.

"Child, why are you crying?"

"Because it's frustrating."

True Man Changshan flipped open Baekji's eyes again and said, "When you're young, adults can seem frustrating. That's just how the world is. But your gaze is a bit strange too. It's not a cute gaze anymore."

Baekji pushed away True Man Changshan's hand and shouted, "Cute! If you say that one more time, I'll beat you to death right now..."

Baekji couldn't finish his words.

True Man Changshan suddenly stretched out his finger and poked the spot between Baekji's eyebrows, and Baekji fell backward.

"What are you doing?"

"When your head hurts, it's good to sleep. Take him and put him to sleep."

"He just woke up after sleeping for three days, and he's sleeping again?"

"It's good for children to sleep a lot. That's how they grow tall."

True Man Changshan finished speaking and left.

Ajok and Jang Sam carried Baekji on their backs and returned.

Senior Oh, who saw the limp Baekji, was surprised and asked, "What? What's wrong with the master?"

"He's sleeping."

"Sleeping again? How long has it been since he woke up after sleeping for three days?"

As Senior Oh was dumbfounded, Yang Soryeong also came out.

"What happened?"

"True Man Changshan poked him with his finger, and he fell down and is sleeping."

Yang Soryeong repeated the same words that Senior Oh had said.

"Sleeping? After sleeping for three days?"

"That's what I'm saying. But he told us to put him to sleep again. He seems like a quack medicine immortal."

"Watch your words. Hurry up and lay him on the bed."

Yang Soryeong had no choice but to lay Baekji on the bed in her own quarters again.

"Will he get better by sleeping?"

"How about making some medicine?"

"Medicine?"

"There are the medicinal herbs we brought from the mountain. We can take them to True Man Changshan and ask him to make medicine."

"Should we?"

Baekji had hidden the medicinal herbs he had dug up in the mountains in Yang Soryeong's quarters.

Yang Soryeong handed the bundle of medicinal herbs to Ajok.

"Go to True Man Changshan and ask him to make medicine with this."

Ajok was about to leave but then asked, "But what kind of medicine should I ask for? True Man Changshan said he's not sick anywhere."

"A medicine that clears the head would be good. Something like a 'Total Clarity Decoction'."

"Yes!"

Ajok ran off like an arrow.

After learning martial arts, Ajok's body had become several times faster.

* * *

General Manager Ximen came to see Zhang Ming and handed him a small bundle.

"What is this?"

General Manager Ximen opened the bundle himself. There was a wooden box, and when he opened the lid, ten heavy one-hundred-tael silver ingots were neatly arranged.

Since there were five layers of wooden boxes, it was a huge sum of five thousand taels of silver.

Zhang Ming, a frugal Taoist who had only practiced martial arts his whole life, had never seen so much silver before.

"..."

"The immortals of Qingcheng have visited our sect, and heaven has blessed us, and the Young Sect Master has woken up. Of course, we must show our gratitude."

"I cannot accept it."

"I am not just giving it to you. The Sect Master has not yet woken up, has he? If we offer a sacrifice to the Supreme Old Lord enshrined in Qingcheng, the Sect Master might get better."

General Manager Ximen wanted to send the Taoists of Qingcheng back as soon as possible.

Zhang Ming had examined Bai Renguang's details and judged that it was indeed the Blood Hand Grand Seal. Although it was the first time he had seen the traces of the Blood Hand Grand Seal in person, it was exactly as he had heard.

He was already planning to return to Qingcheng and consult with the sect master, but he felt burdened when General Manager Ximen offered such a large sum of money.

"Go and bring my martial uncle."

At Zhang Ming's order, Zhen Hui brought True Man Changshan. True Man Changshan, whose hands were covered in pine pollen from making pine needle dumplings, came in with sparkling eyes.

Zhang Ming showed him the wooden box and conveyed General Manager Ximen's words.

"It is too much money, so Martial Uncle must decide."

"What's so special about money? Just accept it."

General Manager Ximen cursed inwardly.

'Has he gone senile or what? He should make some sense. How much is this?'

He was furious that True Man Changshan was treating the money he had prepared as if giving away his own flesh so lightly.

True Man Changshan said with sparkling eyes, "The Supreme Old Lord doesn't like things like money. I'll treat him."

(End of Chapter)