Sword God Reborn

Chapter 267 : I really want to see him once

Hoo-woong!

Still, the Ghost Demon was the Ghost Demon. The moment Cheon Mubaeck extended his hand, he bent his back and narrowly dodged.

Cheon Mubaeck clicked his tongue.

"Well, the old man must have exercised steadily. You're flexible. Still, you're stiffer than Neung-heo."

The Ghost Demon's face contorted violently.

"Hearing about that Neung-heo fellow, it's as if he's a great person who has reached the absolute realm."

"Bullshit. You're just pathetic. Where are you raising the evaluation? Do you think you've become some great master?"

"..."

"Are you tired and can't run away now? Yes, take a breath and rest. Shall I give you some water?"

Although it was Cheon Mubaeck who had been chasing him as if he were going to settle things for life and death, he was now taking his time as soon as the Ghost Demon had entered his attack range.

The Ghost Demon's head was spinning fiercely.

"You have no intention of killing me right away?"

Cheon Mubaeck's eyes widened.

It was a sign of admiration in its own way.

"They say an old ugly man is quick-witted."

"...That's the first time I've heard that in my life."

"I just made it up. I guess ugly men have something in common. Neung-heo was also quick-witted. I guess it's like birds of a feather. It's a compliment. Because it means you're quick-witted."

The Ghost Demon's face contorted as if he had chewed on poop. In what part should he take those words as a compliment?

The Ghost Demon knew to some extent who Neung-heo was. Wasn't he a hero from the black path called the One-Eyed Serpent, a close associate of Cheon Mubaeck? But he had judged him as an insignificant person. To be precise, he had thought he was not a great danger.

Because he had thought that there were plenty of skilled people of that level in the martial world.

But seeing Cheon Mubaeck constantly comparing him to himself...

Perhaps.

'Is he really something?'

Wasn't he a guy who had always been by his side like his own limbs?

If a person like Cheon Mubaeck was taking him around, he might have a skill that the Blood Demon Valley had not been able to judge. Seeing as he was even comparing him to himself, perhaps he was in the divine realm...

The Ghost Demon's head became complicated, and he thought fiercely and pondered, as was his habit.

He was the leader of the Dark Sect.

As a Dark Sect that was skilled in all sorts of stratagems and schemes, he was very suspicious.

But at some point, the Ghost Demon, who had been thinking over and over, became dejected as he saw Cheon Mubaeck's eyes, which had drawn a crescent.

'I've been drawn in.'

He had to think about the reason why he had no intention of killing him right now. He had to know that to get out of this situation, didn't he?

To think he was worrying about the useless Neung-heo's skill in this situation, he wondered if all of this was not what Cheon Mubaeck had intended. So that he could not make a proper judgment.

His conviction deepened as he looked at those smiling eyes.

"Although you're better at using your head than Neung-heo, the result is even worse."

"Shut up."

"Yes, it's my mouth. I won't shut up."

"..."

The Ghost Demon's hands trembled.

His head was even dizzy at the sight of the current situation, which should have been serious, becoming childish.

He endured it and lowered his voice.

"Seeing as you're not trying to kill me right away, you want something from me. Fledgling."

"That's right."

Cheon Mubaeck readily admitted.

The Ghost Demon became stubborn.

Wasn't it a look of confidence that he could kill him at any time?

The Ghost Demon's anger boiled over, as he couldn't even remember when he had been treated like that. But he maintained his composure as much as possible and glared at Cheon Mubaeck.

"Do you want information?"

"That's also right."

"What information do you want?"

"Well, isn't it obvious?"

"Will you let me live if I tell you?"

At the Ghost Demon's words, Cheon Mubaeck's eyes widened.

"Are you crazy? Of course I have to kill you."

"...Is that a way of negotiating? To threaten?"

"A threat. I'm really going to kill you. You're the Ghost Demon. The Ghost Demon. You're an ugly old monster who has killed all sorts of people since the Righteous-Demonic War. There are the grudges of the people who have died, how can I let you live?"

"Hmph. Are you saying you'll avenge the grudges of the weak? It is truly a sense of justice worthy of an Orthodox path fledgling."

The Ghost Demon twisted his lips and sneered. At the same time, the Ghost Demon's hand moved like a thunderbolt.

Hoo-ang!

The Ghost Demon's saber drew a trajectory as if it were dancing.

A crimson saber qi flashed between the trajectories and poured down like a meteor shower.

A series of processes in an extremely short moment.

It had been done even before the Ghost Demon's words had ended, so it was truly a proper surprise attack.

"Wow. Are you the leader of the Dark Sect? The Dark Sect is all dead, all dead. Such an obvious move."

Cheon Mubaeck sneered so and swung his sword to meet it.

The fact that it was an obvious move meant that it was close to an orthodox attack.

A master like the Ghost Demon had used an obvious move?

That was the outward appearance, but the inside was absolutely not.

In fact, as Cheon Mubaeck responded with his sword and got entangled, the Ghost Demon's robe fluttered violently in the wind. A small saber, the size of a forearm, suddenly shot out from his left hand, which had been in his bosom.

It was a pair of sabers.

Hoo-woong!

Until now, the Ghost Demon had only used one saber. The same went for when he had indiscriminately attacked Cheon Mubaeck's Gwigok Gwang-ae. Anyone would surely think that the Ghost Demon's unique weapon was a single saber.

The fact that another small saber had suddenly come out while the swords and sabers were fiercely entangled was clearly a variable that the opponent could not have expected.

However.

"You bastard. You're finally thinking of fighting properly?"

Cheon Mubaeck retorted with an indifferent face. The Ghost Demon's pupils shook for a moment. Wasn't it a calm reaction, as if he had already known?

Kagagagagagak!

The saber qi that the two sabers poured out was blocked by Cheon Mubaeck's Iron God Ancient Sword, creating all sorts of sparks.

"Keub!"

The Ghost Demon's eyes widened at the dull impact that was transmitted from both his wrists.

His Adam's apple bobbed on its own.

'Is it at this level?'

A thunderbolt-like shock struck his mind.

He had felt it in the last exchange. That he was the one being pushed back. What was more shocking was that he had not just been pushed back in martial arts.

'I was pushed back in internal energy?'

The Ghost Demon's face was pale.

The last exchange had been purely pushed back in internal energy.

'Even if he has the demon-subduing qi...'

This was not it. Even if the compatibility was extremely bad, the Ghost Demon was an old hand in the martial world who had practiced martial arts for over 80 years.

There was no way they could be compared in the total amount of internal energy. What the Ghost Demon had been confident in was his internal energy.

Because he had been planning to get out of the situation by using a move of mutual destruction based on his overwhelming internal energy if need be.

'With this kind of gap, far from mutual destruction, I'll be eaten!'

Kagagak! Kagagak!

Cheon Mubaeck's sword rushed in without giving him any time to think for long.

The pair of sabers and the Iron God Ancient Sword were entangled in a dizzying manner. At a glance, it was a balanced offense and defense. A fierce battle where they pushed and were pushed.

But the Ghost Demon felt it. The impact that was accumulating on his wrists and the dizzying demon-subduing qi that was pushing into his entire body were burning his demonic qi.

'Demon-subduing qi? No. It's not the energy of demon subduing.'

He felt his body becoming very subtly dull.

'Ice technique? Is he using an ice technique now?'

It was very difficult to understand.

The sword qi that Cheon Mubaeck was spewing was filled with the energy of demon subduing, but it also contained a strong cold qi that would freeze his entire body.

The Ghost Demon was shocked at the sight of the two opposing energies being combined as if they were one.

'What on earth...'

Perhaps he had seen the Ghost Demon's surprise. Cheon Mubaeck smiled.

"Ghost Demon. I realized it thanks to you, so feel it to your heart's content."

"Damn it!"

The Ghost Demon's face contorted violently. Even in the midst of the fight, his head was spinning.

It was an undeniable fact that he was being pushed back, but it was not an overwhelming difference.

The Ghost Demon was clearly holding on.

But the ending was obvious.

'At this rate, my head will be cut off in the end.'

The Ghost Demon was an old hand in the martial world and a great demonic master who had been through all sorts of things.

As his life was truly in danger, the scope of his thoughts widened, and he became cold.

Kaang!

It was then. The Ghost Demon once greatly exploded his saber qi and pushed Cheon Mubaeck back.

Then, he let his both hands, which were holding the sabers, hang down.

He bit his lip and glared at Cheon Mubaeck.

Cheon Mubaeck chuckled and stopped his attack.

"...Fledgling. You're really taking your time."

The Ghost Demon said with a feeling of displeasure. The move he had just made was a kind of gamble.

To let his sabers hang down as if he had given up the fight?

That was no different from offering his neck to the opponent, asking to be killed.

Cheon Mubaeck did not attack.

There were two reasons.

One was that he was confident that he could kill him at any time, and the second was that it meant he wanted information from him that much.

The Ghost Demon's head was spinning fiercely.

"Let's make a deal."

"A deal?"

"I will give you the information you want. And let me live here. Since you can kill me at any time, kill me in a fight we meet later."

"Oh, really? What kind of prey tells a beast to eat it later?"

"I have confirmed that you have no intention of killing me right now. You didn't do it when I completely opened up the space, did you?"

Cheon Mubaeck snorted.

"Bullshit. You Ghost Demon bastard. I know you have all sorts of hidden weapons hidden in your robe. No matter how much it's me, how can I block all the hidden weapons that pour out from right in front of me?"

"......!"

The Ghost Demon's face contorted.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Don't use your head, Ghost Demon. I can hear you rolling your fish trap. I know everything. I know everything, Ghost Demon. Why? Because although you're a bastard worse than Neung-heo, I'm a guy better than Neung-heo."

The Ghost Demon closed his mouth. He had nothing to say. Cheon Mubaeck really knew everything.

His moniker, his martial arts, his unique weapon, and even his mind.

It was all in Cheon Mubaeck's head.

The Ghost Demon sighed. As a Ghost Demon with a brilliant mind, he keenly felt that he was at a disadvantage.

"Then what is the way for me to live here?"

A very faint smile appeared on Cheon Mubaeck's lips.

'Has the work been done to some extent?'

Cheon Mubaeck was inwardly pleased.

The brilliant colors of light visible in his divine eyes. The ability to infer the opponent's emotions was a great advantage. Because it was an immense advantage in a psychological battle.

The fact that he had been swinging his sword until now was, in fact, a psychological battle.

'There are no guys as vicious as the demonic path.'

An information deal? A ridiculous story. Rather, he would slightly insert strange information to induce confusion. Because he was a vicious person, he would not open his mouth even when he was dying. At the very least, if he were a guy like the Ghost Demon.

So Cheon Mubaeck had used a trick.

'I'm implying that I want something, and I'm letting him know that there's a way to live.'

After that, it was simple.

He would clash a few times and show that he could be killed at any time.

But since he hadn't killed him, the opponent would rack his brain to get out of the situation.

The more likely way was to make a deal.

'But I have to have the upper hand in the deal.'

The opponent knows me well, but I don't know the opponent? There was nothing more fatal than this.

This was the result now. The Ghost Demon's motivation had dropped a lot, and he had a resigned expression.

But Cheon Mubaeck did not judge easily.

Because among the colors of those brilliant lights of emotion, there was still a sinister ambition.

'It's not easy to completely break his spirit. He's also a sinister guy.'

Thinking so, Cheon Mubaeck said.

"Spit out the information I want. I'll kill you after that."

"..."

It was a truly absurd deal, and a threat.

He was going to kill him anyway, but he was telling him to tell him the information?

If they heard such words, ninety-nine out of a hundred would make an absurd expression.

But the Ghost Demon, who had already experienced Cheon Mubaeck's battle of wits, had seen through the implication in his words.

'It means he'll let me live as long as the information I spit out is valuable. In a word, it means I can only live if I keep spitting out good information.'

The Ghost Demon was momentarily dumbfounded.

Should he fight like this and die a glorious death?

Or...

'I can give him false information and lure him into a trap.'

In an instant, the Ghost Demon's mind flashed.

But, Cheon Mubaeck was already smiling.

The colors of emotion that were changing brilliantly.

'He's probably thinking of luring me with fabricated information.'

But Cheon Mubaeck didn't care.

Even if it was false information, fabricated information, to deceive cleverly, you had to hide the lie in the truth.

But Cheon Mubaeck had the power to see through that lie.

'The information power of the Beggars' Sect and the Hanamun, and even the internal information of the Sword Sect that has infiltrated the Blood Demon Valley. If I cross-check all the information, I can dig out only the truth.'

Cheon Mubaeck nodded.

"Now. Then what will you do?"

"I will accept the deal."

"Tsk, tsk. You were going to do this anyway, why did you resist? Neung-heo would have bowed down right away. Tsk, tsk, a bastard more stubborn than Neung-heo, and more foolish than Neung-heo."

"...I really want to see him once. I want to meet him and have a big fight."

The Ghost Demon said with sincerity.

(End of Chapter)