Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 29

Shang Yiqing glared at Baekji.

"She's your master, so you should be the one to bring her. How can I enter a woman's bedchamber?"

"She's not just any woman. You said you were in love."

"There are things to be observed even between lovers. You, on the other hand, are a disciple, so it's fine."

"There is a line to be observed even between a master and a disciple. You can't just barge into the master's bedchamber without being called."

As the two bickered again, Ajok, Senior Oh, and Jang Sam came in and said to True Man Changshan, "We've brought the medicinal herbs. Why did you dig up so many medicinal herbs?"

"How did you carry all that down?"

As soon as True Man Changshan came to the Songhua Hall, he had Ajok and the others bring the bundles of medicinal herbs he had left at the foot of the mountain.

But the amount was so enormous that it took three people to carry them.

"The monkeys brought them."

"What? The monkeys?"

"Yes. Monkeys."

As True Man Changshan went to see the medicinal herbs that Ajok and the others had brought, he said to Baekji and Shang Yiqing, "Neither of you are Soryeong's partner, so why are you trying to act like one? Neither of you can go into the bedchamber. I need hands to sort the medicinal herbs, so follow me."

True Man Changshan took Baekji and Shang Yiqing to the courtyard where the medicinal herbs were piled up. The bundles of medicinal herbs were really piled up like a small mountain.

Baekji untied a bundle of medicinal herbs and sniffed. Although he didn't know the names, Baekji was exceptionally good at finding what was good for the body by smell.

Before he knew it, one root had entered his mouth, and as the second was about to, True Man Changshan snatched it away.

Baekji smacked his lips and said, "Now that Sect Master Bai has woken up, he won't need the medicinal herbs. I should feed them to my master."

"Sect Master Bai has woken up?"

True Man Changshan asked.

"He's even more vigorous."

When Baekji spoke informally to True Man Changshan, Shang Yiqing scolded him.

"What kind of language is that to your Grand Martial Uncle? Can't you be polite?"

"He's your Grand Martial Uncle, isn't he? Is he my Grand Martial Uncle?"

As the two fought again, True Man Changshan paid no attention and spread a mat in the courtyard, then laid out the medicinal herbs.

"It's a good thing Sect Master Bai has woken up. Then I just need to treat the Young Sect Master. This can be used for the Young Sect Master. That will go into that brat's medicine..."

True Man Changshan muttered as he sorted the medicinal herbs.

Baekji poked Shang Yiqing's side.

"Go and cling to your Grand Martial Uncle. Ask him to make you a pill that increases your internal energy."

"What?"

"How are you going to take the master with that mouse-tail-sized internal energy? If we weren't here earlier, you would have already been caught and killed by the White Mountain Brigade. You have to increase your martial arts."

"Umm."

"The master's martial arts are probably higher than yours. If a man's skills are lower than a woman's, he'll become a henpecked husband. Ah, would that be better?"

"What do you mean? Soryeong has learned martial arts?"

"Yes. I taught her."

Although Shang Yiqing knew that Baekji was not in his right mind, he didn't talk back because he was saying such confusing things.

Baekji, as if frustrated, went next to True Man Changshan and rummaged through the medicinal herbs.

"You brat, you'll damage the medicinal herbs. Go away."

"Your grand-disciple will eat it. There's so much, can't you give me some?"

"Huh? That brat? Why that brat? Is he sick somewhere?"

"Look. If he wanders around looking so frail, he'll die without anyone knowing."

"Umm..."

True Man Changshan looked at Shang Yiqing and nodded.

"He is indeed weak. Qiu Yan Hai was also frail, and his disciple is the same. Alright, since I've dug up a lot of medicinal herbs after a long time, I'll make that brat's medicine too."

When True Man Changshan said he would also make his medicine, Shang Yiqing immediately prostrated himself and bowed.

"Thank you, Grand Martial Uncle."

Just then, the sound of many people rushing from the direction of the door was heard.

The door opened, and two White Mountain Brigade members came in and shouted, "The Sect Master is coming."

Bai Renguang, escorted by Yu Mungwang, came and cupped his fists in front of True Man Changshan.

"An elder of Qingcheng has graced us with his presence, and this Bai is only now seeing you."

"Yes, I understand. How did you survive?"

"It seems my life has not yet run its course."

Bai Renguang was displeased that True Man Changshan was speaking to him so informally. Although True Man Changshan was a strange person from Qingcheng, he was the sect master of a sect.

"That medicinal bath water must have been quite good. I would like to know the prescription. Will you tell me?"

"Of course, I must tell you. Before that, is there a way for my son to regain his senses?"

It was Bai Renguang who was in a hurry. Since he had to save his son, he endured and answered politely.

"It would be helpful if I knew the prescription for that medicinal bath. You said he was soaked in it?"

"I will have the general manager deliver it to you right away."

"Good. I will use all my life's energy to make a decoction. Then he will get better."

At True Man Changshan's guarantee, Bai Renguang cupped his fists and bowed his waist.

"Thank you. I should have seen the True Man sooner. Please tell me whatever you want."

"Please leave. You're disturbing me."

"What?"

"As you can see, I'm busy. I have to sort the medicinal herbs to be dried in the sun, in the shade, and stored in the dark before they get damaged, and there are also some that need to be replanted... oh dear, this one has already lost its medicinal effect."

When True Man Changshan looked at the medicinal herb with withered purple petals and expressed his regret, Bai Renguang quickly backed away.

"I understand. Please make the medicine quickly."

Then he said to Yu Mungwang, "Guard the Songhua Hall thoroughly and let no one enter. The True Man must not be disturbed while he is making the medicine."

* * *

True Man Changshan and Shang Yiqing took a room in the building where Baekji was staying, in the lower quarters of the Songhua Hall.

Since it was the place where the servants who worked at the Songhua Hall originally stayed, there were many rooms.

Shang Yiqing, along with Ajok, Senior Oh, and Jang Sam, became True Man Changshan's hands and feet and helped with the work.

Baekji, who kept eating the medicinal herbs, was kicked out and spent his days teaching martial arts to the seven and Zhong Jia.

For some reason, the White Mountain Sect was busily moving, but no one paid attention to the outside.

"Umm."

True Man Changshan sat on a sunny wall and looked at a long scroll, letting out a groan.

Baekji, who was passing by, squatted down next to him.

The scroll was densely packed with the names of medicinal herbs.

"What is this?"

True Man Changshan glanced at Baekji and then spread the scroll again, lost in thought.

"Interesting. To change the blood and create a new body. The Blood Sect does all sorts of things."

"Oho? Is this the prescription for the Baihe Jiyue Tang?"

"Huh? Baihe Jiyue Tang? Is this decoction called Baihe Jiyue Tang?"

Baekji had heard the fake True Man Changshan call it Baihe Jiyue Tang to Bai Renguang.

True Man Changshan shook his head.

"No. This decoction changes the blood and creates a new body, so it's correct to call it 'Xue Ge Xi Shen Tang' (Blood Changing Body Cleansing Decoction)."

"Oh, that's right too. When that brat was alone, he called it Xue Ge Xi Shen Tang."

"Kehehehe. No medicine can escape my eyes!"

True Man Changshan, proud of having guessed the correct name, flared his nostrils and laughed.

However, Baekji's interest was not in the name but in the medicinal effect.

"To create a new body. Then no matter how serious the injury, if you just get into this decoction, you won't die?"

"That's true, but. How can you procure all these medicinal herbs? You have to be in the medicinal bath for at least a hundred days. To provide all this medicine, even the Qingcheng Sect would have to pull out its roots."

"Still, it's better than dying."

"How many lives are more expensive than the price of medicinal herbs?"

Surprisingly, True Man Changshan was concerned about money.

Baekji peeked at the prescription in True Man Changshan's hand and memorized the medicinal herbs written on it. True Man Changshan, not thinking that Baekji would memorize the prescription, spread it out and analyzed it diligently.

'There will be a time to use this.'

Since even Bai Renguang, who had been hit by the Blood Hand Grand Seal, had survived, it would be able to cure most serious injuries.

As Baekji buried his nose in the prescription and memorized it, True Man Changshan placed his hand on his head.

A surge of energy pushed into his Baihui point.

"What are you doing?"

As Baekji was about to push his hand away, the energy filled his head, and he couldn't move.

"Umm. His blood vessels are not blocked, and there is nothing wrong with his meridians. It's strange."

"Mnya..."

As True Man Changshan's energy roamed inside his head, sleepiness washed over him. He fell forward and fell asleep.

"He's sleeping again? Ajok, go and lay him down."

True Man Changshan called for Ajok, who was sorting medicinal herbs at a distance.

"What's wrong with him?"

Shang Yiqing found it strange that Baekji was sleeping all day.

"He's like that sometimes."

Since Yang Soryeong and the disciples had experienced it once, they didn't think much of it.

* * *

Baekji woke up after two days this time.

"Umm!"

His head felt like it was splitting. When he hit his head, it felt a little better.

'What happened?'

When he thought for a moment, he remembered.

'So I lived as Baekji again. My memory is coming and going. I have to find out who I originally was. First, I have to find my internal energy.'

Baekji sat cross-legged on the spot and entered into regulating his breath. The energy scattered throughout his body flowed into his dantian.

His dantian quickly became full.

'Good. That's it.'

Then he remembered last time. He had internal energy but couldn't use it.

'No way.'

He circulated his energy and flicked his finger.

'My internal energy won't move.'

The internal energy coiled in his dantian did not budge.

Baekji was flustered.

'Why is this happening?'

He thought for a moment and then scattered the internal energy in his dantian throughout his body. Then he flicked his finger.

Paang!

Thwack!

A bead-shaped strong energy shot out and cleanly pierced the wall.

'Oho. What is this? Have I entered a new realm?'

It was a situation that did not conform to the common sense of the martial world. His whole body was like a dantian.

The meridians themselves had lost their meaning.

He thought for a moment and then slapped his knee.

"Kehahaha. This is a real jackpot! To have achieved the realm of a True Man."

The realm of a True Man was a legendary realm that was only passed down in words.

One had to undergo metamorphosis at least three times to finally enter the realm, and it was a realm where the entire body was energy itself.

There was a theory that if one continued to train in the realm of a True Man, one could become an immortal.

'I don't need to be an immortal. I just need to know who I am.'

Strangely, he couldn't remember. It was as if someone had cleanly wiped his memory.

'Umm. Where did my first memory start?'

He wracked his brain.

He had come to his senses while leaning against a wall in the cold winter.

He remembered the passing Yang Soryeong giving him a dumpling.

'She's really kind.'

Then he followed Baekji's memories.

He was originally a genius. He knew how to solve problems.

He recalled Baekji's memories and actions and compared them to his current state.

'Umm. I was originally of a noble status.'

Baekji spoke informally to everyone.

It seemed he had never used honorifics before.

Although Baekji foolishly ate anything, he himself only ate very good food.

'I must have killed people. A lot of them, too. Did I have many enemies?'

The dreams Baekji had had while sleeping seemed to be things that had happened before he lost his memory.

'A noble status, many enemies, high martial arts... and then I suffered from cultivation insanity. In that case...?'

If he went out into the world and showed his face, there would be brats who would recognize him.

'Kehehe. Then I'll find my original place.'

He had a feeling that he was a person who wielded absolute power.

'And I must have been rich.'

Baekji sat in meditation for half a day and inferred about his original self.

Then he remembered eating the Qingling Huanhun Pill.

Before that, he had only lived in a 'blank' state, but not long after eating the Qingling Huanhun Pill, his original self had woken up.

'They said it was the Blood Sect. If I meet those brats, I might be able to find my memories.'

He organized his thoughts and left his quarters.

The Songhua Hall was quiet.

"Huh? Master, you're up early."

Ajok saw Baekji and ran over.

"You bastard?!"

Baekji struck the back of Ajok's head.

Thwack!

Ajok collapsed on the spot.

"How dare a lowly brat... speak informally to whom..."

(End of Chapter)