Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 45

Yang Soryeong thought about it and realized that Baekji was the one who had caused the trouble.

She had to persuade Baekji; it was not right to ask someone else to stop him.

"I was thoughtless. Please forget it. More importantly, I have not yet heard your reason for coming."

Nangong Zhao felt that Yang Soryeong was mature for her age.

She had naturally taken control of the situation and changed the subject.

Nangong Zhao briefly considered how much of his purpose he should reveal.

The atmosphere was not good.

Jang Sam was still glaring at him.

The newly appeared brat had placed the tea set on the table and was pacing the room with his hands behind his back.

'Who is that brat?'

Judging by the fact that he had run an errand for tea, he was a servant, but a servant could not act like that in front of the sect master.

"Senior Oh, stop pacing. It's distracting. It's rude when a guest is here."

Yang Soryeong scolded the pacing Senior Oh.

"Ah! Grandmaster. I apologize. Since a crisis is approaching our sect, my mind is complicated, and I acted without realizing it."

"A crisis? We're in a crisis? What's going on?"

At the word 'crisis', Jang Sam was surprised and asked.

"A reclusive master, rarely seen in the martial world, has come to visit, and someone from the Martial Alliance has also come. A chief investigator from the military affairs department, no less."

When Senior Oh looked at him with eyes of admiration, Nangong Zhao was embarrassed.

"It means that the undercurrents of the martial world are flowing into our sect. Jang Sam, can't you feel it? The rushing tide of blood!"

Senior Oh raised his voice tragically and then, at the end, tilted his head and looked at the empty air.

It was like a line from a play.

Even while striking a pose, Senior Oh glanced at Nangong Zhao's expression.

'I'm going crazy. Was this brat also a granddisciple?'

Nangong Zhao was really curious.

In cases where a reclusive master took a disciple and raised them in the mountains, they sometimes acted in ways that were not in line with the norm.

In Nangong Zhao's eyes, Yang Soryeong and her granddisciples were far from the darkness and schemes of the martial world.

It was also true.

Yang Soryeong had lived almost like a prisoner in her house as the hidden daughter of a merchant, and Jang Sam and Senior Oh had lived as servants.

Nangong Zhao softened his expression.

"The granddisciple over there may be right. The fact that the Blood Hand Grand Seal has appeared at the White Mountain Sect is spreading quickly. It is no exaggeration to say that the whole world is watching the White Mountain Sect."

At Nangong Zhao's words, Senior Oh made a very serious expression, as if to say, 'Of course'.

At that, Nangong Zhao sighed inwardly and got to the main point.

"I heard that Bai Renguang, the former sect master, was hit by the Blood Hand Grand Seal. They say that those who are hit by the Blood Hand Grand Seal will surely die, so I am frankly surprised that the former sect master has woken up. Is that true?"

Yang Soryeong nodded.

"That's right. The Grand Sect Master was hit by the Blood Hand Grand Seal and almost died."

"Did True Man Changshan treat him?"

"No. The Grand Sect Master had his own secret method."

When Nangong Zhao mentioned True Man Changshan, Yang Soryeong thought that he had investigated the White Mountain Sect extensively.

"Can you tell me the secret method?"

"That is not possible. We cannot carelessly reveal the secret method of our sect to an outsider. If that secret method were to flow into the martial world, it would cause a great disturbance."

Before Yang Soryeong could answer, Senior Oh interjected.

Nangong Zhao said to Senior Oh, "What disturbance would there be? Everyone fears the Blood Hand Grand Seal. When the Blood Sect appears, they are busy avoiding and hiding. Don't you think that if the secret method were known, we could respond more actively to the demonic clutches of the Blood Sect? If you are concerned about the martial world, you should rather spread the secret method widely. Isn't that the great cause?"

When Nangong Zhao mentioned the great cause, Senior Oh was at a loss for words.

'Is, is that so?'

Although he racked his brains, it was difficult to refute immediately.

Yang Soryeong said, "Even if I were to tell you the secret method, it would be difficult to carry out."

Yang Soryeong had heard how many medicinal herbs went into the Baihe Jiyue Tang, also known as the Xuejie Xishen Tang.

It was possible because Bai Renguang had been willing to let the White Mountain Sect go bankrupt for his son. He had poured the immense wealth he had gathered by annexing the Sichuan area into the Baihe Jiyue Tang.

An ordinary sect would not even dare to attempt it.

"Still, there is a difference between knowing and not knowing."

"I would also like to tell you. But I do not know the details. The secret method belongs to the Grand Sect Master, so you must ask him."

"That is why I wish to see the Grand Sect Master."

"I told you. He has gone to Xi'an."

"...?"

"You said so earlier."

"Did he really go to occupy Xi'an?"

Upon hearing Yang Soryeong's words, Nangong Zhao immediately realized something.

'The cicada sheds its golden shell! Bai Renguang had put Yang Soryeong forward as the sect master, pretending that he had become a cripple, and was expanding his power from behind!'

Being smart can also be a poison at times.

Since he didn't know that an unexpected person named Baekji was involved, Nangong Zhao's judgment flowed in a strange direction.

Yang Soryeong stood up.

"It will take time for the Grand Sect Master to return. Please come again later."

Nangong Zhao stood up with her and said, "May I stay at the guest house of the White Mountain Sect?"

"No."

Although Jang Sam refused, Yang Soryeong scolded him.

"Jang Sam, don't be so harsh. It is unkind to chase away someone who has nowhere to go."

'Nowhere to go?'

Nangong Zhao's complexion hardened.

Seeing Nangong Zhao's expression, Yang Soryeong said again, "This person is the chief investigator of the Martial Alliance. He is a precious guest, so we must treat him well."

* * *

Tsk-tsk-tsk!

A black energy gathered, and a person appeared on the roof of the main gate of the Songhua Hall.

Although the chief investigator of the Martial Alliance had entered through the main gate, the Eastern Divine General of the Demonic Cult, Tie Yantai, had flown in without hesitation in the middle of the night.

Tie Yantai, standing on the roof tiles, looked around the Songhua Hall. Although there were gatekeeper warriors right below, they didn't even sense him.

'Umm, so that's the Songhua Hall. One fairly strong energy, one ordinary energy, and seven mediocre energies!'

The energies of Yang Soryeong, Zheng Qing, and the Seven Plums, who were staying at the Songhua Hall, were immediately read.

Tie Yantai's gaze turned to the lower building.

'It must be the servants' quarters. Three fairly strong energies, one mediocre energy, one ordinary energy, and a demonic energy.'

Ajok, Senior Oh, and Jang Sam were counted as fairly strong energies. The mediocre energy was Zhong Jia, the ordinary energy was Baekji.

The demonic energy was Menghua.

'Where is that girl who is an absolute master?'

Tie Yantai had not reached the absolute realm. But as a master of the Transformation realm, he was confident that he could sense the aura of an absolute master.

But there was no energy that caught his attention.

Tie Yantai briefly thought about the priority of his tasks.

He could rescue Menghua at any time.

'I must first confirm the identity of the absolute master.'

Tsk-tsk-tsk...

Tie Yantai's figure blurred.

In that moment, Baekji opened his eyes.

'What is it?'

He felt a familiar yet repulsive energy.

The energy went straight to Yang Soryeong without hesitation.

Sha-sha-shak-.

The figure of the lying Baekji disappeared.

Tie Yantai had entered the inner chamber of the Songhua Hall in an instant.

Yang Soryeong was sleeping soundly, unaware that an intruder had entered.

'...?'

When Tie Yantai saw the girl on the bed, he recognized that she was the newly inaugurated sect master.

As reported, she was quite a beauty.

'Wasn't she an absolute master?'

As Tie Yantai was about to release his energy again to discern Yang Soryeong's energy.

"What are you doing?"

A whispering sound was heard from behind him.

Tie Yantai's body stiffened.

'I let him get behind me?'

He hadn't even sensed when he had approached.

A chill ran down Tie Yantai's spine. It was the first time he had had such an experience in decades.

Tie Yantai slowly turned his body.

A young brat, upon meeting his eyes, grinned.

He raised his finger to his lips.

It meant to be quiet.

'What is it?'

He immediately knew that he was the master he was looking for.

Since he hadn't even known he was approaching, he seemed to be of a higher rank than himself.

But.

His state was strange.

The young brat grinned and said, "You seem to be past the age of jumping into a girl's bedroom at night. Surely it's not like that, right?"

"...?"

"Follow me. If my master wakes up, you'll be hit."

A moment later.

The two stood in a secluded place in the back mountain of the Songhua Hall.

Baekji examined Tie Yantai intently.

"You've come to rescue Menghua? But why did you enter my master's bedroom? To kidnap her? For revenge? That's bold. I thought Hongyan would come, but for such a big shot to come. It's a little surprising."

He kept grinning as he spoke.

'Why does he keep smiling?'

Tie Yantai was inwardly tense and stealthily took a step with his left foot. It was a stance from which he could attack or defend at any time.

Having taken a perfect stance, Tie Yantai opened his mouth.

"What is your identity?"

"Umm. You're not very smart. Have you ever had someone answer when you asked like that?"

The thought that he hadn't crossed his mind.

"No. There's no way a master like you is stupid."

Baekji tilted his head and grinned.

Again, a chill ran down his spine.

'He's not in his right mind!'

Tie Yantai had seen many crazy brats who had gone mad while practicing demonic arts.

The symptoms were varied.

Among them, he seemed to remember a brat who just grinned like this.

Baekji smiled and asked, "You know me, right? You're just putting on a smokescreen, right?"

"..."

"I'm asking because I really want to know. Let's be honest."

Again, he grinned, revealing his white teeth.

'He's definitely a crazy brat. Or he's going crazy.'

As Tie Yantai guessed the other's state, he became even more tense.

The path of a master is arduous.

There are not a few brats who get stuck on a wall and are possessed by a heart demon or suffer from cultivation insanity and go crazy. Decades of study go up in smoke, and they run wild as madmen and end their lives.

The brats who become public enemies of the martial world are usually such cases.

The Demonic Cult had a particularly large number of such brats, and it was also the duty of the Divine Generals to strike down such brats.

'At that age, with that level of martial prowess... it's only natural that he would go crazy.'

Although strange things happened countless times in the martial world, if he had higher martial arts than himself at such a young age, he would not have trained normally.

'What a waste.'

A waste was a waste, but it was dangerous if that brat ran wild now.

Tie Yantai cleared his throat and said calmly, "Little brother, why do you think I would know you?"

He had intended to find out his identity by coaxing him with a few words.

But.

"Huh? You don't know. You don't know me."

Baekji immediately realized.

'Gasp!'

Tie Yantai's heart sank at having his inner thoughts read so quickly.

A master is a master even if he is crazy. Moreover, there are brats who, while going crazy, become obsessed with strange things and gain strange abilities.

'Does he have the ability to see into my inner thoughts?'

Baekji grinned and opened his mouth.

"The Demonic Cult, right?"

"...!"

"You must be a high-ranking official, right? You've seen the Cult Leader and the Young Cult Leader, right?"

'Does he know me?'

The thought that Baekji might be the reincarnation of the Blood Sect Leader crossed Tie Yantai's mind.

In the past, the Young Cult Leader and the Divine Generals had launched a surprise attack on the Blood Sect and had fought a fierce battle with the Cult Leader, the left and right Honored Ones, the Four Great Demonic Generals, and the Eight Great Blood Armies.

If Baekji was the reincarnation of the Blood Sect Leader, he might recognize him.

Baekji smiled and said, "If you don't know me, how would I know you?"

"..."

"No matter how many monster-like brats there are in the Demonic Cult, if you're at your level, you must be of a pretty high status, right? Or not?"

"..."

"If not, then not... you thought so, right?"

"..."

"I'm not that soft a person. Let's lay everything out and go to sleep. The night is deep. Yes, yes, I'll be honest. In fact, it's not important whether you're a high-ranking official or not."

"..."

"You said the Young Cult Leader has entered the absolute realm? But how old is the Young Cult Leader? What's his name?"

"How dare you mention him so carelessly! Do you want to die!"

"Hmm. Judging by the way you're talking, that brat must be quite old. Is there a Young Young Cult Leader under the Young Cult Leader? Is that brat also a master?"

"..."

Tie Yantai, realizing his mistake, closed his mouth.

He had been carried away by Baekji's chatter and had admitted that he was a member of the Divine Cult.

'The Young Cult Leader told me to shut my mouth in front of the enemy.'

The Young Cult Leader, who knew his nature of being carried away by the enemy's provocation when he got excited, had often warned him to be careful with his words.

As he had said, Tie Yantai firmly closed his mouth.

"You're going to shut your mouth? It doesn't matter. If I catch you, another brat will come."

Tie Yantai took a stance.

He planned to launch a preemptive strike and then escape.

Baekji drew the bamboo staff from behind his back.

"Will you go quietly?"

Grin.

(End of Chapter)