Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 54

At dawn.

Clatter. Clatter.

The sound of Menghua getting teacups and a teapot from the lower building's kitchen was heard.

'...'

Menghua, knowing that Tie Yantai liked to drink tea before meals, prepared tea every dawn.

Tie Yantai got up from his seat, folded his bedding, sat cross-legged, and entered into a state of cultivating his internal energy.

Although the amount of internal energy that increased through cultivating his internal energy after entering the Transformation realm was extremely minimal, he did not skip a single day.

The Young Cult Leader had said.

'Don't ignore it. A full cup overflows with just one drop of water. I've seen many brats who don't know that and waste their time looking for other shortcuts.'

Tie Yantai faithfully followed the Young Cult Leader's teachings.

Creak.

The sound of the door opening and Menghua going out through the back door of the kitchen was heard.

There was a well in the backyard.

Although it was just a sound, the image of Menghua moving was clearly drawn in Tie Yantai's mind.

'This shouldn't be happening.'

It was the first time in his life.

After Menghua had nursed him with a wet towel when he had been hit by Baekji, he strangely kept catching his eye.

Tie Yantai tried to cut off his thoughts and focus on cultivating his internal energy again.

"Who's there?"

Suddenly, Menghua shouted, followed by a scream.

"Aack!"

Tie Yantai's brow twitched, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Tie Yantai, who was now standing in the backyard, saw a red figure disappearing in the distance.

The woman, limp and tucked under the red figure's arm, was Menghua.

"He's kidnapping her in front of me?"

Tie Yantai kicked off the ground in an instant. His huge figure flew like a shot put.

The red figure was also not to be trifled with.

It was as if a blood-red bird were flying through the sky.

"Xuesha?"

Tie Yantai's pupils widened.

The brat flying with his red hair flying was clearly the Right Guardian of the Blood Sect, Xuesha.

To suddenly encounter the leadership of the Blood Sect, which had disappeared without a trace for the past ten years.

Tie Yantai had no time to think and used all his strength.

Since Xuesha was running with Menghua tucked under his arm, it was difficult for him to shake off Tie Yantai.

The distance between the two gradually narrowed.

The two, chasing and being chased, stopped on a cliff by a rather large river.

Xuesha stood on the cliff and looked back.

Thump!

Tie Yantai descended like a god from the sky and stood facing him.

"As expected, you were alive."

"Hahaha. You're fine, so did you expect me to be gone already?"

"The Blood Cult Leader must be alive too."

"Kehehe. Are you curious?"

"Of course. I should have cut off his head then, it was a pity."

"Kehehe. You're as ignorant of your place as ever."

"I don't think that's something a brat who ran away to save his life should say."

Tie Yantai stealthily checked Menghua's condition. Menghua was unconscious, as if her 'fainting point' had been hit.

"It seems you had a good time in your old age. To chase me with such vigor."

"You crazy brat! What nonsense are you talking about?"

"But what can I do? I was going to burn this bitch's blood, but I suddenly lost interest."

Xuesha placed his right hand on the top of Menghua's head, who was tucked under his left arm.

"Stop!"

"Hehe. Why? Is your heart burning? It's surprising. For the Eastern Divine General of the Demonic Cult to be so anxious about the life of a mere wench."

"Isn't your purpose to call me out? Let's have a good fight!"

"Kehehe."

Xuesha let out a strange laugh and then blew ki into the top of Menghua's head.

"Umm."

Menghua woke up.

"What are you doing?"

"I woke her up because I wanted to hear her scream."

Menghua, tucked under Xuesha's arm, realized the situation and her face turned ashen.

When she raised her head, she saw Tie Yantai in front of her.

Although Tie Yantai had no expression, Menghua, who had been with him for a while, could feel a subtle change in his emotions.

Menghua's and Tie Yantai's gazes met.

Tie Yantai averted his gaze.

Menghua realized that there was no way for her to survive.

Menghua knew that Tie Yantai was one of the Four Divine Generals, the Eastern Divine General.

Although the Four Divine Generals were also called the Guardian Divine Generals and protected the cult members, their priority was the cult's mission.

It was the cult's instruction for a cult member taken hostage to commit suicide. It was because trying to save a hostage could lead to more deaths or ruin the mission.

Menghua muttered.

It was the 'Heavenly Lord's Chant' that a cult member recited before death.

Xuesha had expected the awakened Menghua to go crazy, but he was curious when she just muttered.

"What on earth are you saying?"

"I prayed to the Heavenly Lord to receive me well since I am going to him. You old bastard! I will go first and make a pit of fire, and when you come, I will throw you in immediately. You crazy old man!"

Menghua finally struggled.

"Kehehe. You crazy things. You don't know that the living Heavenly Lord is here, and you wish to go to a heaven that doesn't even exist?"

Xuesha's purpose was to buy time.

He looked at Tie Yantai and stroked the back of Menghua's neck.

"Hehehe. My thoughts are changing again. I'm curious what kind of energy will be released if I burn this bitch's blood."

* * *

The enemy attacked with the smell of rotting corpses.

The group, dressed in dark red clothes, all reeked of a rotten smell. Their martial prowess was also high.

The Martial Alliance's military affairs department's Swift Wind Brigade was also not to be trifled with. Since they had expected the enemy to attack at any time, they immediately fought back.

A chaotic battle broke out.

But the number of enemies was large.

The number of people assigned to Nangong Zhao for this operation was thirty from the Swift Wind Brigade.

Although they usually received support from one squad of ten, since the mission was important this time, three squads of thirty and even a deputy brigade leader had come.

But the enemy, at a glance, was over a hundred.

Although the Swift Wind Brigade was the elite of the military affairs department, they were outnumbered.

The Swift Wind Brigade's deputy brigade leader, Zhang Li, cut down the enemy in front of him and shouted to Nangong Zhao.

His face hardened grimly.

"Investigator Nangong! There are too many enemies. Please escape at once!"

Nangong Zhao touched the wooden box wrapped around his waist. He had taken the Blood Sect's manuals.

But his mission was to find out the treatment method for the Blood Hand Grand Seal.

He had interrogated Bai Renguang last night, but he had kept his mouth shut and had not spoken.

As a chief investigator, he could not torture a man who had been the sect master of a righteous sect to get the treatment method.

So, he had to take him to the alliance.

Bai Renguang was guilty of obtaining and learning the martial arts of the Blood Sect. If the alliance confirmed his crime, then he would be able to force him to open his mouth.

Nangong Zhao surveyed the battle situation.

The Swift Wind Brigade had the iron gate of the prison at their back and were blocking three directions with one squad each.

Nangong Zhao and the deputy brigade leader, Zhang Li, were in front of the iron gate, cutting down the enemies who had broken through the defense line.

Nangong Zhao's gaze turned to the rear of the enemy.

There was a man standing on the prison wall, looking this way. He was a man with his face wrapped in dark red bandages.

He was a man with an ominous energy flowing through his entire body.

"Keuk!"

A Swift Wind Brigade member was caught by the enemy and was instantly cut to pieces.

Zhang Li shouted again, "Investigator Nangong! These are the Blood Sect's group! Go first!"

"…I cannot do that."

This was the first time Nangong Zhao had experienced such a large-scale battle. Due to the nature of an investigator who operated secretly, there were almost no cases where a martial force and a martial force clashed head-on.

As the Swift Wind Brigade members were falling one after another, he could not run away to save only himself.

'Tsk, was Senior Quan right?'

Quan Bai's words came to mind.

-I don't know how you rose to the position of chief investigator. The investigator's mission doesn't suit you. An investigator is something that only ruthless people who can even offer their comrades' lives as bait when necessary do. Just come under me.

Nangong Zhao, as if to shake off Quan Bai's ridicule, grabbed his sword and rushed forward.

Swish!

"Keok!"

He instantly cut down the enemy who was rushing at the Swift Wind Brigade member who was staggering from a cut on his thigh.

Zhang Li had prepared for death.

There were too many enemies for everyone to escape.

He had been about to get Nangong Zhao out first and then retreat, but he was surprised when he rushed into the enemy camp.

"Nangong Zhao! The mission comes first!"

Zhang Li and Nangong Zhao were sworn brothers in private.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Li also had no time to think further.

He immediately went out and supported Nangong Zhao's back.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to ruin the mission?"

"Let's break through together!"

Nangong Zhao decided to give up on Bai Renguang.

Since he had secured the circumstantial evidence that True Man Changshan was there when Bai Renguang was undergoing some kind of treatment, he placed his hope on that.

As Nangong Zhao and Zhang Li were about to break through, the encirclement became even thicker.

"Umm."

A gloomy light flashed in Nangong Zhao's eyes.

The 'Blood Corpse Lord', the head of the Blood Sect's Eight Great Demonic Legions, who was watching the battle situation from the top of the wall, looked towards the Songhua Hall.

Although his expression could not be seen because he was wrapped in bandages, a look of doubt was in his eyes.

'Why are these brats so late?'

He had sent ten people towards the Songhua Hall.

Since Xuesha had lured Tie Yantai, he had thought that would be enough.

'Why aren't they coming?'

The plan was simple.

Yang Soryeong, Bai Renguang, and Mei Zhongjun were the targets.

Xuesha would lure Tie Yantai, and he would deal with the brat called the Honored One.

The Blood Corpse Brigade would attack the prison, kill the momentum of the Martial Alliance, and then take Yang Soryeong hostage and get Bai Renguang and Mei Zhongjun out.

But he had nothing to do.

The brat called the Honored One was not at the White Mountain Sect.

'Damn it, what on earth is this situation?'

The Blood Corpse Lord was dissatisfied with this operation.

Who was he?

He was the Blood Corpse Lord, the head of the Blood Sect's Eight Great Demonic Legions. The entire hundred-man Blood Corpse Brigade had been mobilized, and even the Right Guardian, Xuesha, had joined.

It was a force that could destroy a sect. Although the White Mountain Sect was the hegemon of northern Sichuan, it was like an empty house with all its members scattered. But to have to climb over a wall and launch a surprise attack like this.

His pride was in tatters.

'Bai Xue has grown old and has become timid.'

The reason he had accepted Bai Xue's plan was because he had heard that the Honored One of the White Mountain Sect was a master whose martial prowess could not be measured, and that there was a person presumed to be the Eastern Divine General of the Demonic Cult.

'If it's really Tie Yantai, I should have taken care of that brat.'

When the Demonic Cult had attacked Yuling Mountain in the past, three of the Four Great Demonic Generals and five of the Eight Great Demonic Legions had died.

At that time, his younger brother, the 'Blood Guiding Demon', had died.

He had later heard that he had been defeated by the Eastern Divine General, Tie Yantai.

Since the Cult Leader had immediately closed the cult and had gone into hiding, he had not been able to take revenge.

Bai Xue had told Xuesha to deal with Tie Yantai.

'It can't be. There's no way the Demonic Cult would suddenly appear here.'

It had been decades since the Demonic Cult had cut off its ties with the Central Plains. There was no reason for the Eastern Divine General to be a resident guest of the White Mountain Sect.

The Blood Corpse Lord surveyed the battle situation again. Unexpectedly, the resistance of the Martial Alliance brats was fierce.

The Blood Corpse Lord was annoyed.

"Finish it quickly!"

The Blood Corpse Lord gave an order to the Blood Corpse Brigade leader who was directing the battle situation from the rear.

He didn't want to get his hands dirty with these small fries.

* * *

The Blood Corpse Brigade, which had climbed over the wall, rushed to the Songhua Hall without hesitation.

When the squad leader gestured, they flew towards the doors and windows they were to enter.

Just then.

"Who are you brats?"

The door of the building opened, and a giant appeared and shouted.

It was Jang Sam.

Seeing that his stance, holding a broadsword, was not to be trifled with, the squad leader spat.

Senior Oh came out behind him, holding a sword.

"To disturb the sleep of the 'Wandering Great Hero'. Are you not afraid of death?"

Ajok came out and closed the door of the Songhua Hall.

In Ajok's hand was a saber about a zhang long.

Ajok glared at the intruders.

The smell of rotting corpses was disgusting.

The one who seemed to be the squad leader had a gloomy energy flowing through his entire body, and it seemed that just getting close would cause his evil energy to invade.

Ajok struck his own wrists and ankles with the hilt of his sword.

Clank.

The iron weights he had been wearing on his wrists and ankles fell off.

Jang Sam and Senior Oh also removed their iron weights.

Clank.

"This is so comfortable."

Senior Oh muttered to himself and swung his sword. It was a word to relieve his tension, but no one responded.

Ajok, Jang Sam, and Senior Oh stood in front of the door in a '品' formation.

The Blood Corpse Brigade squad leader gestured to his subordinates.

'Three of you, take care of those brats. The rest, enter and take the target!'

(End of Chapter)