Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 39

"..."

When Bai Renguang was surprised, he saw Baekji sitting cross-legged on top of the wall, looking this way.

A bamboo staff was stuck in his folded arms.

The heads of Ajok, Senior Oh, and Jang Sam were visible beyond the wall.

A white hand reached out and grabbed the wall, followed by a grunt, and then Yang Soryeong's head also appeared.

Then, Shang Yiqing also stuck his head out and looked this way.

"Don't you guys have morning sleep? Why are you fighting from dawn?"

Baekji yawned.

He was about to go to bed after eating when a White Temple Brigade squad leader had run up and informed him that Bai Renguang was escaping.

It was sent by the meticulous Mo Dahou.

Since he had decided to take over the White Mountain Sect, he couldn't let Bai Renguang escape, so he had come, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Who is that brat?"

When Bai Yandu saw Baekji, he saw Yang Soryeong next to him and his eyes widened.

'She wasn't a fairy! It wasn't a dream.'

A woman who somehow reminded him of his dead mother.

Bai Yandu swallowed hard and asked his father, "Who is that young lady?"

Bai Renguang frowned. Now that Baekji had appeared, he couldn't act carelessly.

"She is the woman who will be your wife. And... that person is your wife's disciple."

"What? My wife?"

Bai Yandu, who had been in a state of cultivation insanity, did not know what had happened in the meantime.

However, his heart pounded at the words that the fairy was his wife.

He unknowingly walked towards Yang Soryeong.

Yang Soryeong's heart became complicated as Bai Yandu stared at her and came towards her.

Just then, Baekji held out his bamboo staff and stopped him.

"Stop there. If you come one step closer, you'll be hit."

Bai Yandu was a person who had lived as he pleased as the heir of the White Mountain Sect.

He had been treated with respect even by Mo Dahou, Hu Yeonjo, and General Manager Ximen, so he had never heard such words from anyone.

Bai Yandu, as if dumbfounded, shouted at Baekji, "What? How dare you, you brat?"

"Yandu, no!"

Although Bai Renguang cried out, it was already too late.

Thwack!

The bamboo staff exploded on Bai Yandu's head.

'Huh?'

As Bai Yandu's eyes rolled back, Baekji saw a streak of blood-red light flash by.

Bai Renguang's desperate cry erupted.

"Yandu!"

Bai Yandu, who had woken up after more than a year, fainted while standing, not even half a shichen later.

Bai Renguang rushed in and supported the falling Bai Yandu.

Although his head was split open and bleeding, fortunately, he was still breathing.

Bai Renguang looked at Baekji with eyes full of resentment.

"He's not dead. You should have educated your son well. A brat, this is the second time I've spared a brat who dared to call me a brat. I swear, if there's one more brat who flaps his mouth like that, I'll rip his jaw off."

"..."

Bai Renguang's hand, which was holding the sword, trembled.

Although he wanted to strike Baekji down right away, he had just confirmed once again that he was no match for him.

He hadn't even seen how Baekji had made his move.

'A monster-like brat.'

"Ugh..."

A strange sound came from Bai Renguang's mouth. He couldn't control his own temper.

Since he couldn't attack Baekji, it seemed his anger would only be relieved if he killed the traitors.

Bai Renguang stood up and shouted resolutely, "Alright. Since my strength is insufficient, I will endure the humiliation! But!"

Bai Renguang glared at the entangled and fallen Mo Dahou and the others.

"Let me kill these brats. They are brats who betrayed me overnight after eating from the same pot for decades. If you do that, I will hand over the White Mountain Sect without any lingering attachment and leave with my son."

"No."

Baekji shook his head.

Bai Renguang said with a resolute expression, "I am asking you as the former sect master of the White Mountain Sect. These brats will betray you again if you keep them."

Baekji slung the bamboo staff over his shoulder and stood between Bai Renguang and Mo Dahou.

"The qualification of a former sect master? You are not qualified to be a sect master. It is all your fault that these brats betrayed you."

"Nonsense!"

"If you had done well, why would these brats betray you? It all happened because you lacked virtue. Do you think these brats crawled under you with the intention of betraying you from the beginning? They developed the heart to betray you because what you were doing was not trustworthy."

"..."

"In this tiny sect, all the leaders have betrayed you? How on earth did you live for that to happen? If it were me, I would be so ashamed that I would commit suicide."

Mo Dahou interjected.

"That's right. That man is a cold and cruel man who only knows himself. Who would follow a man who would tear your mouth for making a small mistake, no matter how loyal you were!"

Thwack!

The bamboo staff exploded on Mo Dahou's head.

"You're the same kind of bad brat. You're the one who was coveting your superior's position, and you're talking with your open mouth? You received martial arts from him, didn't you? You knew he was this kind of brat, but you still took it when he offered to teach you martial arts."

Thwack!

Baekji also struck the head of the half-dead General Manager Ximen.

"A brat who is a general manager is only thinking of embezzling money."

Thwack!

Hu Yeonjo was also hit.

"This brat calls a courtesan to his quarters and rolls around. I really can't understand how you guys managed to take control of Sichuan."

Baekji, drunk on his own words, rambled on. He pointed at the White Mountain Sect warriors and scolded Bai Renguang and the others.

"What sin did those young ones commit to have to point their swords at their comrades who fought together? Isn't it all because of your power struggle among the leaders? What will they see and learn!"

Yang Soryeong and the disciples followed Baekji's gaze and looked at the White Mountain Sect warriors. They were all rough-looking brats.

They couldn't agree with Baekji's words at all.

Jang Sam whispered in Senior Oh's ear, "I think the master will be better off first. He's too strange."

Thwack!

The bamboo staff also exploded on Jang Sam's head.

"Baekji!"

"Master!"

Yang Soryeong and Ajok were surprised and supported the fainted Jang Sam.

"Just because you're a disciple doesn't mean I'll go easy on you. If you talk nonsense, you'll be hit!"

Baekji struck the ground with his bamboo staff.

Thump!

An energy wave exploded, and a cloud of dust rose.

"Tell everyone to gather in front of the White Hall Great Light. If it's a brat that eats the food of the White Mountain Sect, drag even a single stray dog."

* * *

In front of the White Hall Great Light, not only the White Temple Brigade, the Great Light Brigade, and the White Mountain Brigade, but also the escort warriors, maids, and servants, and even the stray dogs were all gathered. About ten stray dogs were tied to a tree at the back of the plaza.

The sight of over a thousand people prostrating themselves was a magnificent spectacle.

The servant, Heibo, who had come with the White Mountain Sect's wedding delegation, was also kneeling in the back row.

In the front row sat the leaders, including Bai Renguang, Bai Yandu, Mo Dahou, Hu Yeonjo, and General Manager Ximen.

Silence flowed in the plaza in front of the main hall.

On the dais stood Ajok, Senior Oh, and Jang Sam.

True Man Changshan and Shang Yiqing were not there because they were not people of the White Mountain Sect.

'Why aren't they coming out?'

Although the sun had risen for a while, Baekji and Yang Soryeong were not visible.

Inside the White Hall Great Light, Yang Soryeong and Baekji were having a dispute.

"I won't do it."

Yang Soryeong refused to sit on the sect master's seat.

"You have to. Once a sect master, always a sect master."

Yang Soryeong stared at Baekji and said, "Once a master, always a master, right?"

"That's right."

"But you haven't called me 'master' once since you woke up this time."

"...?"

"Now that you've regained your memory, I'm not your master? Is that it?"

"Ah, no. That's not it."

He still had no memory. But after becoming a different Baekji, it was awkward to call Yang Soryeong 'master'. To call a peer 'master'. As a person of noble status, he couldn't do that.

"You're the one who's speaking with two mouths, aren't you?"

Baekji thought. Although he had no memory, he felt that he had valued his words.

'Because I'm of noble status. It must have been so.'

After thinking for a moment, he opened his mouth.

"Master."

His voice was as small as the sound of a crawling insect.

"Huh?"

"Master..."

It became even smaller.

"I can't hear you."

"..."

"If you don't want to, don't. I don't have to be your master either. No, since you taught me martial arts, should I call you 'master'?"

"Should we?"

Baekji's face lit up.

"So you didn't want to. You didn't want to call me 'master', right?"

"..."

"Is that it?"

"Master!"

This time, he said it clearly.

Yang Soryeong smiled faintly.

"Since you called me 'master', you'll be the sect master, right?"

"What does that have to do with me being the sect master?"

"It does. I made you the sect master. Are you going to ignore what your disciple ordered?"

"Why do I have to do it? Sect Master Bai is fine, and the Young Sect Master is also alive."

"Sect Master Bai is a cruel brat. A brat like that shouldn't be a sect master. He'll eat all his subordinates."

"What about the Young Sect Master?"

"He's not normal."

"He took medicine and came to his senses."

"No."

Baekji told her what he had seen when he had hit Bai Yandu's head with the bamboo staff.

"What's wrong with a blood-red light? Anyone's eyes would stream with blood if they were hit like that."

"That's not it. What Bai Yandu suffered from was the 'Blood Demon Soul Exchange Grand Technique'. It's a wicked demonic art of the Blood Sect."

Yang Soryeong was surprised that Baekji knew the name of the Soul Exchange Grand Technique, which even True Man Changshan did not know the exact name of.

"How do you know that?"

"I just know."

Baekji had heard the fake True Man Changshan mention the Blood Demon Soul Exchange Grand Technique before he fought with Bai Renguang that day. He had forgotten about it, but when he thought of the Soul Exchange Grand Technique, it naturally came to his mind.

But he himself did not know how he had remembered it. He just thought that he knew quite a bit about the Blood Sect.

'The Blood Sect, there must be some connection with those brats.'

The thought that he had to find out about the Blood Sect came to him again, but for now, persuading Yang Soryeong was the priority.

"True Man Changshan said that two souls fought in Bai Yandu's body, right? The fake True Man Changshan was up to his tricks to the end. In that case, it's highly likely that he wasn't completely eliminated. That fake True Man Changshan brat was a master, more than you think. A master's soul is also strong."

Although Bai Yandu had absorbed the fake True Man Changshan's soul, Baekji did not know that circumstance.

"If that brat ascends to the sect master's seat and his mind is coming and going, the White Mountain Sect will just be ruined. The livelihood of the thousand or so people outside will be at a loss. Think of the families they support. It would be over five thousand."

Yang Soryeong was troubled. No matter how absurd Baekji's words were, she believed them. If Baekji said so, it must be true.

"If that's true, what will happen? Will the Young Sect Master go crazy again?"

Yang Soryeong sighed.

"If he's not in his right mind, what about the marriage?"

"You're the sect master. Do as you please. That paltry marriage, if you don't want to do it, you don't have to."

"Frankly, I don't want to."

"Then don't."

Yang Soryeong's eyes sparkled.

"Is that okay?"

It had spread throughout Sichuan and Shaanxi that the White Mountain Sect and the Yang Merchant Guild were having a marriage.

"You don't have to care about what others think. It's your life, Master."

"My life..."

At Baekji's words, her heart pounded for some reason.

"Then I won't be the sect master either. I will live freely."

"You can't do that. You can't not get married and not be the sect master."

"Why?"

"To cancel the marriage, you have to give an order as the sect master. You can't break the marriage contract made by the former sect master if you're not the sect master."

"Is that so?"

Baekji said frankly.

"And... to find my identity, I need the underlings of the White Mountain Sect."

"..."

"Didn't your memory return?"

"It's not complete."

'If Baekji's memory returns completely, won't he become even more frightening?'

Yang Soryeong carefully examined Baekji.

Although his gaze was fierce, his innocent face was still the same.

'No. Baekji is originally kind. He's like this now because he hasn't found his memory.'

Yang Soryeong believed in Baekji's true nature.

'Alright. I'll just take charge for a little while for Baekji's sake.'

"What will you do if I don't?"

She asked what he would do to find his identity if she didn't become the sect master, but an unexpected answer came back.

"I'll have to clean up everything so there are no future troubles."

Baekji raised his hand and drew a line across his neck.

Yang Soryeong was horrified.

"Alright. I understand. But it's only for a little while."

Yang Soryeong stood up, was about to leave, but then turned back and asked, "How about you do it instead?"

"Me? You're telling me to be the head of a third-rate sect like this?"

Baekji shook his head as if it were out of the question.

Yang Soryeong flared up.

"I, your master, have to do it, but you can't?"

"..."

"You're making your master the head of a third-rate sect, and what are you going to do?"

"..."

"What are you going to do!"

"...Honored One?"

When Yang Soryeong glared at him, Baekji stealthily averted his gaze.

"Hmph! Alright, let's go. What's so hard about being the sect master of a paltry third-rate sect?"

Yang Soryeong was angry and stomped to the main hall.

Baekji followed leisurely.

(End of Chapter)