Little Demon Reversion to Youth

Chapter 72

"..."

"...!"

Everyone was horrified.

Something had appeared and disappeared in a flash, and the rat-faced old man had floated into the air and then fallen to the ground.

Even the elders and the heads of the executive department had not seen it properly.

The rat-faced old man had fainted on the spot.

"Ew, you got spit on me. How dirty."

Baekji went to the well in the corner of the garden and washed his hands. In the extremely shocking situation, no one could speak and just watched.

After washing his hands, Baekji, who was standing in front of the Yusimjae's visit, said, "I told you to be quiet because there's a patient. If you make a noise, your mouth... no, it would be troublesome if I got spit on again. Your head... no, I can just hit you with the bamboo staff. The next brat who makes a noise will be hit with the bamboo staff. This hurts more."

When Baekji held out his hand, the bamboo staff that had been stuck in the ground flew into his hand.

"Gasp! 'Void Object Manipulation'?"

"..."

'An absolute master!'

A single word echoed in everyone's minds. They couldn't even breathe loudly.

A moment later, the elder said to Baekji with a grave face, "Who is the young hero to interfere in the affairs of the Tang family?"

"Me? A stray dog of the martial world..."

He was about to say that he couldn't tell a stray dog of the martial world, but his eyes met those of the law enforcement hall head, Go Hyeonggi, who was looking at him.

A thought flashed through his mind.

If Tang Yunlong was gone, he could just put Tang Yunqing forward.

Baekji was somehow familiar with the power struggles that occurred in the Tang family. He also knew that in times like these, a just cause was the best.

"Lord Go! Go and bring the chief investigator. The chief investigator of the Martial Alliance's military affairs department, a key position among key positions. And his group!"

Everyone's gaze turned to Go Hyeonggi. When a silent question of who Baekji was was poured out, Go Hyeonggi was flustered.

"Ahem, ahem. He is a person who came from the Alliance."

Go Hyeonggi thought that since Baekji had come with Nangong Zhao, he was a person of the Martial Alliance.

And that his status was so high that he would not even tell his name to a stray dog of the martial world.

"The Martial Alliance? The chief investigator? Who is that young hero?"

When the head of the inner hall asked again, Go Hyeonggi nodded and said, "No. He... his identity cannot be revealed. The chief investigator is referring to Chief Investigator Nangong Zhao of the military affairs department."

"Are you saying you're going to drag the Martial Alliance into the family's affairs?"

When the elder interrogated him, Go Hyeonggi answered, "He was originally supposed to meet with the family head."

Go Hyeonggi answered rather cunningly.

Since Nangong Zhao had decided to come with the Tang siblings, it was not a lie.

"He had an appointment with the family head? Even so, in the family's affairs..."

"It was because of the family's affairs."

Since they had decided to discuss the matter of the Tang siblings, this was also not a lie.

"Umm."

The elder glared at Baekji with his narrow eyes.

'The Martial Alliance?'

Baekji said, "Lord Go? What are you doing? I told you to bring him."

"Ah, I understand."

'That brat is still speaking informally...'

Since not only the executive department but also the elders were present, Go Hyeonggi's face flushed as he was ordered around as if he were a subordinate. But in a situation where the elders were trying to take control of the Tang family, he could not ignore Baekji, who was taking the family head's side.

Moreover, he was an incredible master.

Go Hyeonggi, who had seen the martial prowess he had just displayed, realized that the one who had subdued him before was not Nangong Zhao, but Baekji.

'Endure it, I have to endure it.'

If the elders took control of the Tang family, he, who had been the family head's trusted subordinate, would be immediately cast out.

To protect the family head, he had to endure the humiliation for a while.

Go Hyeonggi suppressed his anger and left the Yusimjae with the law enforcement warriors.

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'I was careless...!'

Nangong Zhao thought to himself.

He had intervened, thinking it was just a power struggle between the direct descendants of the Tang family. When it was revealed that the Blood Sect was involved, he should have dealt with it more carefully.

To excuse himself by saying that he had been busy catching up with Baekji's unpredictable actions was something that his position as the chief investigator of the Martial Alliance's military affairs department would not allow.

He hadn't even called for support.

The deaths of the two communication team members felt like his own responsibility, and his heart was heavy.

'Tang Yunseol...'

After meeting Tang Yunseol, who resembled someone from long ago, he had lost his composure for a moment.

He was paying the price for having been excited like a young man who had just started to love.

The sound of Tang Yunqing's breathing from behind him was rough.

The succession of secret arts as a direct descendant of the Tang family was different from actual combat. Moreover, since he was still young, his internal energy was also very lacking.

It could be said that it was amazing that he had endured for so long.

If Tang Yunseol had not helped him from the side, Tang Yunqing would not have been safe.

Tang Yunseol's breathing was also ragged.

When Nangong Zhao glanced at her, her face was pale. Her chest was rising and falling irregularly. This was not due to the high or low level of her martial arts.

'Could it be...'

Nangong Zhao had a thought as he looked at Tang Yunseol, whose lips were trembling.

Could it be that this was the first time she had killed someone?

Seeing that she could not control her emotions, it was highly likely.

Then how on earth had she gotten the harsh moniker 'Poisonous Hibiscus'?

Seeing her already white face turn pale, it aroused a desire to protect her, even at the cost of his own neck.

The thin man who had stopped the fight asked Nangong Zhao, "You don't seem to be a person without roots. Who are you?"

'He doesn't know my identity.'

Come to think of it, since Baekji had immediately caught the Blood Sect members disguised as the Twin Wing Brigade, he probably hadn't been able to report.

Nangong Zhao pondered a way to get Tang Yunseol and Yunqing to safety.

"From the looks of it, you don't seem to be a nameless brat, so you should know how to concede. Hasn't the result come out by now? Is there any reason to endure any longer? If you surrender quietly, I won't kill you."

The thin man glanced at Tang Yunseol. A cunning light flashed by.

Nangong Zhao scanned the remaining enemies while the thin man was distracted.

'Twenty-two... if you include those two, twenty-four...!'

On this side, there were three.

They were too outnumbered. The enemies' martial arts were not to be trifled with, and they were also skilled at joint attacks. Moreover, the martial prowess of the two leaders was still unknown.

The one watching from behind seemed more dangerous than the thin man. Although he had an ordinary impression, such people were highly likely to be masters who had hidden their skills.

It was a difficult situation.

Although he had faced many crises while carrying out his duties as the chief investigator of the Martial Alliance's military affairs department, at that time, he had been alone. If he was at a disadvantage, he could just pull himself out and run away.

Even now, if he were alone, he was confident that he could get out somehow. But he could not leave the Tang siblings behind.

"I promise I won't harm you. Drop your swords."

The thin man urged them to surrender.

"Nonsense! The Tang family would rather die than kneel!"

Before Nangong Zhao could open his mouth, Tang Yunqing shouted.

The thin man took a step forward and sneered.

"Hmph! A young brat is speaking carelessly, trusting in his paltry poison. Do you think I can't kill you just because you're a direct descendant of the Tang family?"

Even while being ridiculed, the Tang siblings could do nothing.

Tang Yunqing had originally packed more hidden weapons than poison, but he had used most of them while escaping from the prison, and the rest had been used up in this fight.

The two daggers in Tang Yunseol's hands and the 'scattering internal energy poison' in Tang Yunqing's poison pouch were all the weapons they had left.

Nangong Zhao said, holding his sword, "To try to harm a direct descendant of the Tang family in Chengdu. You have quite the nerve."

"Kehehe... it's a pity I can't show you what has become of the Tang family."

"What? What do you mean?"

Tang Yunseol, holding two daggers, asked back, her voice trembling. When she had been ambushed in the middle of Chengdu, she had thought that there might be trouble at the Tang family.

Otherwise, it was impossible for the Tang family not to know when they had been facing each other for so long.

"The Poison King, you said? By now, he'll be crossing the Yellow Springs."

"Don't lie! How dare you speak my father's moniker with your dirty mouth..."

When Tang Yunqing became enraged, Nangong Zhao sent a telepathic message.

―It's a goading tactic! Don't fall for it.

The thin man, as if he knew what Nangong Zhao had said in his telepathic message, said with a sneer covering his face, "If you really want to confirm, surrender quietly. I will personally take you and show you what has become of the Tang family."

"That's interesting."

Nangong Zhao, who had received the thin man's words, suddenly had a flash of hope.

Baekji had gone to the Tang family.

'If that brat is there...'

It was highly likely that things would not go as the Blood Sect intended. Baekji's existence itself was like a hundred-man martial force.

'Then... support might come.'

Nangong Zhao abandoned his plan to break through and decided to opt for a siege instead.

If they entered the safe house, blocked the door, and held out, they could buy some time.

But this was also a dead end that could not be reversed once chosen. It was no different from a gamble.

'In any case, it's not a situation where I can break through with those two.'

Nangong Zhao did not think for long. In the current situation, it was better to move quickly.

Pretending to look behind him, he immediately sent a telepathic message.

―Miss Yunseol, let's go into the safe house and hold out for now. Since Yunqing has poison, they won't be able to rush in carelessly.

―Yunqing, as soon as we enter the safe house, release the poison.

Nangong Zhao, who had consulted with the Tang siblings via telepathic message, lowered his sword and said to the thin man, "So you were aiming for the Tang family from the beginning. That's why you didn't even ask about the life or death of the two cult members who were captured."

"After killing you, it won't be too late to look for them slowly. But who on earth are you to be interfering? Did you have an affair with the Tang family's daughter?"

As the thin man was asking, the one with the ordinary impression from behind said, "Heukgo (Black Wither), that brat is from the Nangong family. It seems he's taking their side because they're both from the Five Great Families..."

The one with the ordinary impression pointed at Nangong Zhao's sword and said.

In that moment, Nangong Zhao rushed in like a thunderbolt and stabbed with his sword.

"Gasp!"

The thin man called Heukgo, surprised by the sudden surprise attack, flinched and stepped back, crossing his twin palms to defend.

The Tang siblings flew towards the safe house, and the Blood Sect members rushed in.

Nangong Zhao suddenly leaped up and swung his sword energy.

Papapat!

A sharp sword energy poured towards the one with the ordinary impression.

He had pretended to aim for Heukgo and had attacked the one with the ordinary impression.

"Where do you think you're playing such a shallow trick!"

The one with the ordinary impression was about to clap his hands like a thunderbolt, but then, '헉', he retreated.

Heukgo shouted in surprise, "Sword energy! Dongcha, it's sword energy!"

A bluish light had shot out from Nangong Zhao's sword, and it was clearly sword energy.

Sword energy was something that cut through everything that blocked it.

"Yiik!"

The one with the ordinary impression called Dongcha was also a master, so he could unfold his strong qi.

But since he had not been prepared beforehand, he had to roll on the ground unsightly to barely avoid the sword energy.

Boom!

The sword energy struck the ground, and an explosion erupted.

"Damn it, you fox-like bastard, you were hiding your skills."

Nangong Zhao did not show his skills to the bottom unless it was absolutely necessary. That was how he could create an opportunity to buy a moment's time in a critical situation like now.

The reason he had not unfolded his sword energy until now was also for the final blow.

"Die!"

Heukgo, thinking he had been toyed with, shouted and thrust his fist towards Nangong Zhao.

The reddish blood qi that formed on his fist was 'fist energy'.

Realizing that Nangong Zhao was a master who had reached the super-peak level, he had poured out his true secret art.

Nangong Zhao drew his sword and poured out his sword energy again.

Boom!

As the strong qi and the strong qi collided, a tremendous ki wave exploded.

Nangong Zhao and Heukgo each retreated three steps. In the meantime, Dongcha stood up and stood next to Heukgo, asking, "To be a super-peak master at that age. As expected of the Nangong family. What is your name?"

"..."

Nangong Zhao, who had unfolded his sword energy in succession, silently cultivated his ki.

As much as its power was strong, 'strong qi' was something that ate away at one's internal energy. When Nangong Zhao did not answer, Dongcha, guessing the situation, said, "It seems your internal energy is still insufficient to use 'strong qi'. Are you cultivating your ki?"

"Check for yourself."

Nangong Zhao took a step forward and shouted.

Shiik!

The sword that had been thrusting out suddenly changed and shook up and down, and a bluish sword energy scattered.

Since they knew that he was a master who used sword energy, Heukgo and Dongcha could not ignore him.

As the two spread out to either side to deflect Nangong Zhao's attack, Nangong Zhao suddenly flew back as if he had been thrown.

"Huh?"

When Nangong Zhao, who had been fiercely rushing in, suddenly retreated, Heukgo and Dongcha flinched for a moment and then realized what was going on.

Nangong Zhao had pulled himself out to support the Tang siblings.

"Look at that brat's cunning. Is he really from the Nangong family?"

Heukgo gritted his teeth. Nangong Zhao, with Heukgo's words stuck in the back of his head, thought to himself, 'There's a separate grandmaster of cunning...'

(End of Chapter)