Sword God Reborn

Chapter 119 : It burns well!

"......Is he dead?"

"His time was already up. It was his time to die."

Cheon Mubaeck said calmly.

Not a single emotion was present in his voice. Zhuge Seola flinched.

But soon, she nodded with a determined face.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear anything."

At that, Cheon Mubaeck looked at Zhuge Seola with a surprised expression.

Just now, Cheon Mubaeck had finished his questioning with the Lacquer-Faced Yama. Cheon Mubaeck had obtained all the information he needed. The Lacquer-Faced Yama, judging that he could extend his own lifespan, had given up everything he wanted, but unfortunately, that was impossible.

The way to increase their lifespan was to turn people into ice crystals.

Even if Cheon Mubaeck could handle supreme yin energy, how would he know how to save the Lacquer-Faced Yama, who was burning even his innate qi?

If he had thought a little deeper, the Lacquer-Faced Yama would have realized how futile Cheon Mubaeck's proposal was.

But with his lifespan already at its end and his judgment clouded, the Lacquer-Faced Yama could not make a proper judgment.

He babbled on about everything Cheon Mubaeck asked, and in the end, he died.

Zhuge Seola had watched the questioning. And yet, she was saying she would pretend not to have heard its contents.

Cheon Mubaeck chuckled.

"Why, do you think I'll kill you?"

"......!"

Zhuge Seola's body flinched.

Didn't everyone know that murder was the most useful way to shut someone's mouth in the martial world? But that wasn't the only reason for Zhuge Seola.

"No. I don't think you would kill me to silence me, sir. But it wasn't a good story for me to hear. I don't want to be entangled in such enormous and terrifying matters."

"Well, you don't have to pretend you didn't hear. Your Zhuge Clan will be entangled anyway."

"What?"

"Ask your brother for the details."

Cheon Mubaeck dismissed the answer with a smile.

His calm gaze turned to the Lacquer-Faced Yama's corpse.

'The Fire Sect of the Seven Demonic Sects has nothing to do with the Blood Demon Valley.'

No matter how he dug, it was certain.

The Fire Sect had no connection with the Blood Demon Valley. No, to be precise, the Lacquer-Faced Yama had no connection with the Blood Demon Valley at all.

He said that the Blood Sect's lineage was almost cut off after the Righteous-Demonic War, and only a few demons, including the Lacquer-Faced Yama, remained. It made sense. The ones who fought at the forefront during the Righteous-Demonic War were from the Blood Sect.

So the Lacquer-Faced Yama also said he didn't know where or how the other Fire Sect demons were living.

'Some of them might have joined the Blood Demon Valley.'

The Lacquer-Faced Yama didn't seem to know nothing about the Blood Demon Valley.

Although he hadn't directly joined the Blood Demon Valley, he at least knew what kind of organization the Blood Demon Valley was.

'If the Fire Sect didn't join, then it's made up only of those from the Shadow Sect......'

A force made up of only the Shadow Sect, one of the Seven Demonic Sects.

Then was there a need to be afraid?

Hadn't Cheon Mubaeck fought against the Heavenly Demon Cult, which was all of the Seven Demonic Sects?

But the problem was the power of the Blood Demon Valley that he had experienced so far.

'They have the ability to restore ancient secret arts like the Bidara, and they are active throughout the martial world, not just stuck in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Tibet.'

Those were the guys of the Blood Demon Valley.

Would Cheon Mubaeck have gathered the descendants of the Righteous-Demonic War heroes to establish the Justice Alliance, and tried to form a joint front with Shaolin, Mount Hua, and even Zhongnan for no reason?

And this time, Cheon Mubaeck had dragged the Zhuge Clan into this as a price for saving Zhuge Seola.

The reason Cheon Mubaeck was acting like that was because he judged that a battle comparable to the past Righteous-Demonic War would occur.

It was all because of the Blood Demon Valley.

But what if the Blood Demon Valley was a force made up of only the Shadow Sect, one of the Seven Demonic Sects?

'That's an even scarier story.'

Cheon Mubaeck's face contorted.

Just one of the Seven Demonic Sects was this powerful?

Moreover, Cheon Mubaeck knew the Shadow Sect well. It was the smallest force during the past Righteous-Demonic War. If the power of the Blood Demon Valley was this much with just them, what if the remaining six sects that survived joined forces?

"I can't understand. They should have all been destroyed."

Cheon Mubaeck shook his head.

From his past life until now.

Because of the 40-year gap, it felt like some information was not connected and was cut off.

'Well, is there a need to think complicatedly? Let's just think of killing all the Blood Demon Valley guys for now.'

It was the same during the previous Righteous-Demonic War.

The ones who used their heads were the Nine Great Sects and the Zhuge Clan; he just fought as he came across them.

That was more comfortable.

Cheon Mubaeck thought so and stretched his body.

"Let's go out now. Quite some time has passed."

But Zhuge Seola's expression was not very good.

"You go first."

"......?"

"My body... hasn't recovered yet."

Cheon Mubaeck tilted his head and immediately approached.

"Excuse me for a moment."

"What?"

Just as before, Cheon Mubaeck unhesitatingly snatched her wrist and took her pulse.

That series of actions was so natural.

Zhuge Seola was not as flustered as before. She just looked at Cheon Mubaeck with a somewhat meaningful gaze.

"Hmm. Oh my, the yin energy has spread to the marrow."

Cheon Mubaeck's brows furrowed greatly.

Zhuge Seola was surprised at those words.

"To the marrow?"

She had never expected that the yin energy would have penetrated to her bones.

She had just felt that it was very uncomfortable to circulate her internal energy......

"Your body seems to have a nature that accepts yin energy better than I thought."

"......"

Zhuge Seola suddenly felt a sense of shame.

It would be strange if she didn't feel shame at Cheon Mubaeck's tone, which seemed to be observing her body just by taking her pulse.

But she knew well that it was for the purpose of helping, so Zhuge Seola couldn't say anything. Rather, looking at his calm expression, it seemed that the other person didn't think much of it, but didn't it look like she was the only one getting worked up?

"I don't think you can circulate your internal energy properly?"

"That's right. It feels like something is blocking it."

"It's because of the yin energy that has penetrated to the marrow."

Cheon Mubaeck said so and looked up at the ceiling.

"It's not a fatal disease or anything like that. You'll get better if you just take care of your body with proper treatment. But it's a bit difficult here..."

If she returned to the Zhuge Clan right away, the doctors or masters there could treat Zhuge Seola's body.

It would just require a lot of medicinal herbs.

Cheon Mubaeck asked.

"Can you get out?"

Zhuge Seola looked up at the ceiling and sighed.

There was a reason why she had told Cheon Mubaeck to go first.

A hole that only one person could barely squeeze through.

Internal energy was essential to jump up to the ceiling. And even if she got out of the ceiling, she had to climb a cliff for a long time. It was impossible in her current physical condition.

Cheon Mubaeck also understood that situation.

"Then let's do what we can here."

"How?"

"It's difficult to drive out the yin energy. Then we have to inject yang energy to balance the yin and yang."

"Balance of yin and yang...?"

"It's not difficult."

At the strange nuance felt from the words, Zhuge Seola's eyes became somewhat sullen.

A bright red blush rose on her face as if she had thought of something.

Just then, Cheon Mubaeck took off the green robe that was wrapped around his body.

The corner of Zhuge Seola's eye shot up to the sky.

"Wha-what are you doing!"

"I told you. I'll inject yang energy to balance the yin and yang for now. After that, you can get rid of the yin energy while treating it with various medicinal herbs."

"No, why are you taking off your clothes?"

"Then how do I do this with this on?"

"......!"

Zhuge Seola was at a loss for words at Cheon Mubaeck's nonchalant words, as if asking what on earth she was talking about.

'Isn't he crazy?'

Balance of yin and yang?

Isn't that what those lust demons usually say when they talk about something like plucking yin to supplement yang?

When her thoughts reached that point, Zhuge Seola's face turned as red as a carrot. It was a sight that would have shocked anyone who saw it. For the typically cold-faced Zhuge Seola to be so flustered.

At first, she thought it had a different meaning, but seeing Cheon Mubaeck taking off his green robe, it was certain.

Zhuge Seola's head spun.

'Well, of course... someday I too... no, but in a place like this, no!'

She glared.

It was then.

Whoosh!

"......?"

Cheon Mubaeck's green robe was thrown over Zhuge Seola's body.

Since it was large enough to protect his entire body when Cheon Mubaeck wore it, it was an area that completely covered the relatively small Zhuge Seola.

The moment the green robe covered her from head to toe, Zhuge Seola blinked her large eyes, not understanding the situation.

"What... is this?"

"I have to inject yang energy to balance the yin and yang for now. But seeing your face turn red, I wonder if the yang energy has returned."

"N-no, what are you trying to do now?"

"It's simple. I have to make your body hot."

"What?"

Fwoosh!

It was then.

Flames erupted from Cheon Mubaeck's hand. Zhuge Seola's pupils widened.

'Samadhi True Fire!'

A flame produced with high internal energy.

It was not a study that anyone could do. It was not a trick that just any master could do. It required deep internal energy and delicacy in operating it.

But the Cheon Mubaeck in front of her had lightly produced the Samadhi True Fire.

'How strong is he?'

The martial prowess of the rumored Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero was excellent, but Zhuge Seola was confused by the sight of Cheon Mubaeck that she had witnessed directly.

But soon, that confusion was covered by absurdity.

Whoosh!

Cheon Mubaeck threw the flame directly at Zhuge Seola.

"Wha-what?"

A hot heat was instantly transmitted from head to toe.

Fwoosh!

Flames soared over the green robe that covered her.

Looking at her, Cheon Mubaeck shouted with a pleased face.

"It burns well!"

"......"

* * *

Cheon Mubaeck's method was the best he could do now.

'I haven't completely put the lower dantian under my control yet.'

If you use the Heaven-Shaking Soul Art well, you can draw out only the yang energy from it.

But the problem was the supreme yin energy of the lower dantian.

He hadn't completely controlled it yet. He was barely calming it down with the immortal energy that flowed out every time he recited the verses of the Primordial Root Scripture.

It was possible that the supreme yin energy could sneak in while he was trying to inject yang energy.

So Cheon Mubaeck thought of a simple method.

"I just have to make your body warm."

"Is that, burning me whole?"

Zhuge Seola's voice became somewhat sharp. There was also a feeling of being sulky. Cheon Mubaeck just chuckled at the emotion felt in her tone.

"Don't worry. The green robe will block the flames."

In fact, the green robe was only burning on the outside, and the flames were not penetrating.

But the hot energy was transmitted as it was, so Zhuge Seola was not just hot, but her body was hot.

"Alright, I think this is enough."

Cheon Mubaeck took off the green robe.

"Now, circulate your internal energy and draw out as much yang energy as possible."

"Yes."

"Ah, wait a minute. It's not excellent, but it's a medicine that will help."

Cheon Mubaeck searched his bosom as if something had suddenly come to mind.

Soon, what came out of his hand was the bundle that Chae Garyeong had given him. Cheon Mubaeck searched the bundle and took out a few internal injury medicines.

Since it played a role in making the flow of internal energy relatively smooth, it would be more helpful than not eating it.

But Zhuge Seola did not take her eyes off the bundle, not the internal injury medicine.

"Someone has embroidered your surname with their own hands. Seeing the delicate skill, it seems to be a woman."

She was talking about the character 'Cheon' (天) embroidered on the bundle.

"Ah, that's right. A young lady I know gave it to me."

"A young lady you know?"

Cheon Mubaeck smiled slightly.

At that sight, a strange discomfort arose in Zhuge Seola.

But at the following words, that discomfort disappeared as if washed away. Instead, absurdity soared.

"A child I consider my great-granddaughter gave it to me."

"......"

Zhuge Seola stared blankly at Cheon Mubaeck.

For a young face that was not even twenty to say that, she felt like she was going crazy.

'No, if it's a granddaughter, it's a granddaughter, but what's a great-granddaughter?'

That question also came to mind.

(End of Chapter)