Sword God Reborn

Chapter 284 : I hate crazy people

The Qilian Mountains in Gansu Province were a great mountain range with a length of thousands of li.

Pointed peaks that looked like raised fingers pierced through the clouds.

The cliffs that seemed to have been cut down below the countless soaring peaks truly created a ruggedness.

The deep and narrow valley carved between the cliffs was so gloomy with fog all year round that it was also called the Valley of Hell.

The highest peak overlooking such a Valley of Hell.

An old man was sitting with his legs crossed.

A crimson energy flickered around his body.

If you looked closely, it was not just flickering, but seemed to be seeping into his body.

Where was this energy coming from?

The natural qi rising from the deepest part of the deep and gloomy Valley of Hell.

The energy, which had a cold yin qi because not a single ray of sunlight entered, and was also mixed with a terrible evil qi, seeped into the old man's body.

How much time had passed?

The old man smiled with satisfaction.

"It's been a while. It's indeed the Valley of Hell."

When was it?

"I couldn't come here because I was busy avoiding that annoying Sword Venerable."

In terms of time alone, it was a period of nearly forty years.

The old man had missed this place.

Although Gansu was originally a sparsely populated place, among them, the Valley of Hell in the Qilian Mountains was a place that no one visited.

It was not just for the simple reason that its gloomy appearance was reminiscent of hell.

"How many lives has it devoured?"

This place was a tomb. A huge tomb. A tomb that had swallowed all life.

A tomb of all sorts of beasts and people who had fallen down the cliffs that seemed to have been cut down.

If you fell down there, no one could get out and would eventually die.

Down there, not only the bones of beasts, but also the bones and clothes of numerous human beings who had climbed the mountain would be plentiful.

The evil qi of the Valley of Hell, which had become a tomb over countless eons, was the most powerful that could exist in this world.

But the old man was greedily absorbing such an evil qi as if he were coveting a delicious food.

Rather, he laughed with a full sense of satiety.

"Even if I can't get the world in this Righteous-Demonic War, at the very least, I must get Gansu Province!"

So that he could train here.

Of course, the old man did not consider conquering only Gansu Province as the goal of this war.

Naturally, it was to usurp the world.

To make the martial world a demonic path world.

Then this place would naturally be under the sky of the demonic path.

At that moment.

Someone approached, jumping over the peaks that were difficult to even stand on with an amazing lightness skill.

It was a divine skill whose realm could not be fathomed.

But even such a man bowed his waist in front of the old man.

"What is it?"

"Sect Leader, the Blood Buddha is dead."

"..."

Then the old man's face, which had been full of laughter, gradually hardened.

The old man.

No, the Great Elder of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, and the leader of one of the Seven Demonic Orders, the Mad Sect.

The Heavenly Mad Demon narrowed his brow.

"The Blood Buddha is dead?"

"Yes. Rumors are rampant in the orthodox martial world that he died at the hands of the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero."

"The Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero..."

He had heard the rumors.

Wasn't he the guy who was making the demonic path comrades left in the Central Plains unable to hold their own?

When he had first heard that rumor, he had laughed because it was so ridiculous.

The Blood Buddha, the Ghost Demon, both of them were past their prime.

To think they had ruined all their plans because of a mere fledgling?

I'm facing the Sword Venerable?

How pathetic. So he had even helped.

Even while the foreign demonic path was in a chase with the Sword Venerable, they had made an effort and had dispatched the Poison Demon.

It was to make the Bidara that the Blood Demon Valley had been ambitiously preparing for certain.

"Come to think of it, the Bidara plan had collapsed, and the Poison Demon guy who had crossed over to the Central Plains had also died..."

He had heard that the Poison Demon had been killed by the Sword Empress, that old woman.

"I don't know. Perhaps that was also that fledgling."

He had killed the Blood Buddha.

If he was such a guy, it would not be surprising even if he had killed the Poison Demon.

Although he did not like the Blood Buddha, the Heavenly Mad Demon had acknowledged his skill.

Wasn't he a talent who had received high praise from the previous Heavenly Demon?

The Heavenly Mad Demon sighed and looked back at the man who had reported.

A killing intent and a fighting spirit were overflowing from his entire body.

A blood scent that tickled the tip of his nose.

"Where have you been, having a fight?"

"On the way here, I found the tail of the Righteous Alliance."

"The Righteous Alliance. Ridiculous. Do they think they can win against the demonic path if the orthodox martial world unites?"

The Heavenly Mad Demon sneered.

"Child."

"Yes."

"Do you know why we lost the last war?"

Who would not know the answer to that question?

Anyone from the demonic path would know.

But there were not many people who would say it proudly in front of the Heavenly Mad Demon, who was the top power and master of the demonic path.

But the man was also from the Mad Sect. He was not a sane guy.

Even in the Mad Sect, which was overflowing with crazy demonic people, to be in charge of the sect leader's escort, he was not an ordinary crazy person.

The Secret Madman answered as if it were natural.

"Because of the Azure Sky Sword God."

"That's right. But the orthodox guys seem to be mistaken."

The Heavenly Mad Demon sneered.

"Those orthodox guys, let a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand of them gather. I'm not afraid. But one Azure Sky Sword God is scary."

"..."

The Secret Madman could not easily answer at the high evaluation of the Azure Sky Sword God.

Because he was a later generation who had been born after the war.

But he could guess.

"Thinking of the Sword Venerable... I feel a little sorry for the seniors who had faced the Azure Sky Sword God."

"Yes. Because of that one guy, could the demonic path in the foreign lands stay in one place? They ran and ran again. And then they set a trap and waited."

The reason why the foreign demonic path had been shaken and had not been able to achieve its will for nearly forty years was probably because of the Sword Venerable's persistent pursuit and attacks.

Just one.

The direct disciple of the Azure Sky Sword God, the Sword Venerable.

The entire demonic path knew how much the martial power of just one person could shake a force.

So no one in the demonic path doubted the statement that the Azure Sky Sword God had won the Righteous-Demonic War alone.

"But didn't the Sword Venerable go to the Central Plains? If he joins forces with the orthodox martial world, perhaps he could become like the Azure Sky Sword God?"

"Have you forgotten?"

"What?"

"He can't handle us."

"..."

"Don't you know well why he couldn't wipe out the demonic path for nearly forty years and had only raised the outskirts?"

The Secret Madman said in a somewhat sullen tone.

"I don't know well. Isn't that something only the sect leaders would know? What would a subordinate like me know?"

"Hehehe. You don't need to know the details. What you need to know is that the Sword Venerable doesn't have much time left. Going against heaven to extend one's life. If you have gone against heaven once, you should go into a famous mountain and live quietly, but since he has continued to have fierce battles every time, the body that is supported by going against heaven is not normal. It's a matter of time."

The Heavenly Mad Demon asserted.

In fact, when he had clashed with him recently, the Heavenly Mad Demon had keenly felt it.

That he had become weak.

Of course, his fierce presence and his earth-shattering, overwhelming martial power were still there, but it was visible that his stamina had dropped significantly. If he were to continue the fight for a long time in a war of attrition, he was confident that he would win a hundred out of a hundred.

"When you meet him. He will definitely explode his strength to end the fight in a short time. Dodge and avoid him in any way and drag out the time as much as possible."

"I understand."

There was no need to fear the Sword Venerable. Although he would cut a few demonic people, he was no longer a scary opponent.

He was just an old tiger.

But the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero who had killed the Blood Buddha.

"The old tiger is gone, and a cub has come out."

"..."

The Secret Madman did not think so inwardly. A tiger cub.

What kind of cub would kill the Blood Buddha?

But no matter how crazy he was, he could not think of cutting off the Heavenly Mad Demon's words.

The Heavenly Mad Demon. Although he himself boasted that he was the Heavenly Light, the light of the sky, everyone knew. That he was just a crazy person. And that he was not an ordinary crazy person. What kind of demonic person would introduce himself as the light of the sky?

Since he was such a crazy person, the Secret Madman just kept quiet.

"Anyway, if I catch that guy and bring him to the Sect Leader, won't he be pleased?"

"Well... isn't it better to just take his life?"

"The Sect Leader must be lonely by himself. Their age difference is not that big. It would be fine. If I destroy his dantian and make him a proper plaything..."

The Secret Madman was silent.

Indeed, the leader of the crazy people, the leader of the Mad Sect. He just thought that it was like the Heavenly Mad Demon.

"Yes. Let's go and capture the offering. Is it a tiger cub, or a heavenly dragon? It doesn't matter. Even if it's a tiger, it will be caught in a net, and even if it's a dragon, I will twist its neck and capture it!"

The Heavenly Mad Demon burst into a mad laugh.

* * *

"Great Hero, I am just worried that the reception is too poor. Does the food suit your taste?"

Yoo Baek-gi laughed heartily and waved his hand.

"It's delicious. It's very good. To think you would give such an excessive reception to this insignificant old man. I am just burdened."

"Oh, my, burdened."

Cheon Mubaeck's father, Cheon Mungyeong, smiled broadly.

"I was so surprised that my Mubaeck had brought such a precious guest without any contact..."

"What's so special about a fellow traveler in the martial world?"

"Aren't you the Sword Venerable?"

Yoo Baek-gi laughed playfully. Yoo Baek-gi, who had visited the Azure Star Escort Agency with Cheon Mubaeck, had received a warm welcome. It was a natural thing. Because Yoo Baek-gi was no different from a legend who would be greatly welcomed wherever he went in the martial world.

Cheon Mubaeck had first stopped by the Azure Star Escort Agency after sharing his opinions with Yoo Baek-gi to some extent.

Although there was no time to be happy at home since the Righteous-Demonic War was starting right away.

Wouldn't he need some time to organize his thoughts and rest?

In any case, Cheon Mubaeck had finished his preparations to leave even tomorrow.

Yoo Baek-gi said to Cheon Mungyeong and Cheon Yuwha.

"Young Master Cheon is truly a rare strong person and a skilled person in the martial world. Rather, I am receiving his help in fighting the demonic path. He will surely return with a victory, so please do not worry."

At those words, Cheon Mungyeong and Cheon Yuwha showed a considerably relieved expression.

Since the great Sword Venerable was by his side, they had been full of worries about the ominous trend of the martial world, but they were somewhat relieved.

Yoo Baek-gi smiled bitterly at the reactions of Cheon Mubaeck's family.

'Haha. If they knew what kind of plan their precious youngest son, whom they cherish so much, was making, they would faint.'

Recalling the conversation they had had just yesterday, Yoo Baek-gi sighed inwardly.

* * *

To re-establish the Demonic Cult with my own hands.

It was a difficult task for even Yoo Baek-gi to understand the full meaning of those words when he had first heard them.

"Are you planning to become the Heavenly Demon?"

Cheon Mubaeck's face became surprised, as if it were an unexpected question.

"Are you crazy? Why would I do something like that? Such a ridiculous game of being a leader."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I will overturn the current Demonic Cult from its roots. Instead of letting the demonic path continue, I will wipe out the existing forces and leave only the name. Like the North Sea Ice Palace or the South Man Beast Palace, as a single foreign sect of the west."

"Then... you will put someone as a representative?"

Cheon Mubaeck nodded.

Yoo Baek-gi expressed a small admiration.

"Indeed. To think there was a demonic qi felt from the next room, I had just thought he was a prisoner."

"It's the Ghost Demon fellow."

"The Ghost Demon? That old man was still alive."

"That's right. He's full of greed, so he's alive without even dying. Very."

"Then are you going to put the Ghost Demon as the new representative of the Demonic Cult?"

"No."

"...?"

"A hunting dog should be used as a hunting dog and then thrown away."

Cheon Mubaeck smiled faintly.

Yoo Baek-gi clicked his tongue at the sight of him thinking of the great Ghost Demon as just a hunting dog.

"Now, we will deal with them by wiping out the lowest-level organizations one by one. Then who will come out and stop us?"

"Well... the Heavenly Mad Demon will probably come out."

"The Heavenly Mad Demon? That crazy guy from the Mad Sect?"

"Yes."

Cheon Mubaeck scratched his chin.

"I will take care of that guy."

"He is the core of the foreign demonic path now. Not only are the demonic people belonging to the Mad Sect the most numerous, but they are also the strongest. The Heavenly Mad Demon is also above the Blood Buddha."

Yoo Baek-gi evaluated Cheon Mubaeck's skill very highly.

Although how could a disciple evaluate his master's skill, at the very least, he could evaluate the martial power of his current life.

Yoo Baek-gi thought that Cheon Mubaeck was currently equal to or slightly below him.

But Cheon Mubaeck smiled playfully.

"I am above those two."

"..."

"Anyway, I will catch the Heavenly Mad Demon."

"Do you perhaps have a personal grudge?"

"Why? Do you?"

"A few of my close friends were killed by him, as you know. I have been trying to catch him all this time, but since he is such a crazy person, I couldn't find his whereabouts..."

Yoo Baek-gi also had a clear reason for wanting to kill the Heavenly Mad Demon.

But Cheon Mubaeck had an even clearer reason.

"I'm sorry, but you should leave him to me."

"You have a reason."

"I do. Of course."

"May I ask?"

Cheon Mubaeck said with a serious face.

"I hate crazy people. I really have a visceral aversion to them."

"..."

"That's probably because I'm a normal person, right?"

It was truly bewildering, but Yoo Baek-gi could not agree.

(End of Chapter)