The Miraculous Divorce Technique

Chapter 13

The Demonic Cult.

It is a group of descendants who carry on the lineage of the past Demonic Sect.

They worshiped the Heavenly Demon, the founder of the Demonic Sect, as a god and regarded the Lord as his incarnation.

These people, who walked the path of hegemony under the law of 'the strong survive,' were each and every one of them martial arts fanatics, and the demonic arts they practiced were characterized by their powerful destructive force compared to righteous or demonic arts.

People often say.

That under the banner of 'the strong survive,' anything is permissible in the Demonic Cult as long as one is strong.

Therefore, there was no one who did not know the saying 'the strong survive, the weak perish,' which was added to their law of 'the strong survive.'

But if the strong frequently plundered and killed the weak, could the group exist?

To answer in one word, it could be said 'no.'

Because 'demonic' was not 'evil.'

The day after the trip.

Today was the day to handle the affairs related to the Demonic Cult's law hall.

Muheo sat solemnly and watched the trial.

"Bring in the next prisoner."

At Guyang Pae's command, the demonic followers dragged in a bound middle-aged man.

He was Jeo Daeyeong, the One Sword Instant Kill, who had been active in the southern martial world until last year.

He had joined the Demonic Cult and was brought here today by the law hall.

"Moniker, One Sword Instant Kill. Name, Jeo Daeyeong. Signature ultimate technique, Filthy Sword Art. A newcomer who has been a follower of the cult for a year."

At Guyang Pae's report, Muheo nodded and said.

"What is the charge?"

"Last night, in a drunken state, he raped a woman from Hoehyeon Village."

"How many times?"

"As a follower, it's his first offense, but if we include the crimes from his time in the southern martial world, it's already his eighteenth."

Even in the righteous faction's Eui-cheon Alliance, they caught and punished martial artists who had committed crimes through trials.

It was because the current Ming Dynasty frequently suffered from foreign invasions from the north and south, so they had entrusted the domestic security to the martial arts sects.

In a case like Jeo Daeyeong's, the verdict handed down by the righteous faction was relatively light.

'Ten lashes or six months in prison. Besides, although it's his eighteenth time, strictly speaking, it's before he joined the cult, so it can be said to be his first offense... Moreover, with the judgment of being intoxicated, his sentence will be reduced by half due to diminished mental capacity... Tsk.'

Muheo found cases like Jeo Daeyeong's the most annoying.

The bastards who had committed crimes but had all sorts of reasons for mitigation.

"Then I will deliver the verdict."

'A hundred lashes, you son of a bitch...'

Muheo muttered inwardly and was startled to hear Guyang Pae's words.

"One Sword Instant Kill, Jeo Daeyeong, beheading!"

"What!?"

At the words that had slipped out without him realizing it, Muheo hurriedly covered his mouth.

At his appearance, Guyang Pae asked with a bewildered face.

"Lord, what's wrong?"

"Huh? No. It's nothing."

Beheading. Muheo was dumbfounded at the unexpected verdict.

"Beheading! What kind of bullshit verdict is that!?"

Jeo Daeyeong, as if he couldn't accept it, his veins popped.

"Aren't all the people in Hoehyeon Village followers of the cult! I, as a strong person, enjoyed the right I was entitled to! Wasn't 'the strong survive' the law of our cult!? This is unfair!"

Guyang Pae shouted with a face full of anger.

"Don't you trash like you blaspheme the law of 'the strong survive.' It was not made the one and only law to be attached to such things."

"The strong survive, the weak perish! Isn't that a fact that all martial artists know! Only the strong survive, and the weak die! I devoted myself to the cult because I was fascinated by that ideology!"

"Hehehe. Right, nine out of ten outsiders join our cult with such thoughts. If what you say is true, then what's so unfair about this one sentencing you to beheading? To a weakling who has only remained at the first-rate level at that age."

At Guyang Pae's words, Jeo Daeyeong's face turned pale, and he could not retort.

Because the Soul-Reaping Demonic Hand, Guyang Pae, was a strong person who had reached the transcendent realm.

"Do you understand now? The strong survive! This damn world is a place where those who admire and revere strength gather because it's hard to survive if you're not strong! It's not for the purpose of committing evil deeds after becoming strong!"

"I... I didn't know it had that meaning... And what happened last night was a mistake. It was just one mistake committed under the influence of alcohol. Isn't this too harsh a punishment! Please! Please spare my life!"

Jeo Daeyeong begged, banging his head on the floor.

But Guyang Pae, emitting a frosty aura, spoke again.

"All decisions are made by the Lord, the supreme one of our cult. And for all crimes decided by the Lord, regardless of their severity, it is only beheading! This is the law of our cult, 'the strong survive'! Execute the sentence immediately."

One Sword Instant Kill, Jeo Daeyeong, was beheaded in a single stroke, just like his moniker.

'The strong survive,' it also meant that only the Lord, the pinnacle of the Demonic Cult's military power, was the absolute ruler.

'Th-that's amazing. Amitabha...'

Muheo's heart swelled with the hot-bloodedness of the Demonic Cult.

He himself wanted to beat such a person to death with a single palm when he saw them.

It was not once or twice that his anger had flared up at the righteous faction's verdicts, which spouted bullshit like mitigation for being intoxicated or diminished mental capacity.

In particular, Muheo was a monk who committed the precept against killing among the Shaolin monks.

However, the basis that prevented him from becoming a fallen monk was that 'killing one evil person saves ten living beings.'

'Haa... I jumped into the Demonic Sect to enlighten the demons... to think they were such people.'

The reason Muheo had swapped bodies with Cheok Sagyeol was to become like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

The bodhisattva who personally entered the fiery pits of hell to enlighten and save the sinful living beings.

But in Muheo's eyes, those living beings were being seen again.

"Lord, let's end today's work here."

At Guyang Pae's words, Muheo nodded solemnly. And he asked what he was curious about.

"But Elder Guyang, I don't remember these trivial things well..."

"What do you mean?"

"Did this one really order beheading for all crimes, regardless of their severity? No, right? Not that bastard earlier, but there are also really light misdemeanors..."

Guyang Pae stared at Muheo and answered.

"You said that a needle thief becomes a cow thief. You also said that crime is like an epidemic, so an early response is important."

"Uh... did I? Haha..."

'So that's how it was.' Muheo felt his heart become heavy and filled with disappointment.

"But Lord. We mainly handle the security of the area, focusing on martial artists who have committed crimes. And it's safe to say that there are almost no martial artists who commit misdemeanors because of their personal military power. That's why you only had the beheading, didn't you, Lord?"

Hearing Guyang Pae's explanation, Muheo's face brightened.

'Right. It was like that to fit the reality. Lord Cheok Sagyeol wasn't so reckless either. Hehehe.'

Come to think of it, even in the territory of the righteous faction, when martial artists caused trouble, it was mostly a big deal.

That's why the martial arts sects were in charge of the security for martial artists.

"To give you one more example that you might not remember, Lord, there was one case three years ago where someone who committed a relatively light crime was beheaded."

"Huh? What was that?"

Muheo asked with a face full of curiosity.

"Three years ago, there was a bastard who stole women's undergarments in the villages in this area. Although he was a petty criminal, he was a martial artist, so our cult captured him and sentenced him to beheading."

"Cough."

Muheo suddenly choked.

"Cough. Cough, cough. Ahem. Cough."

* * *

Standing by the moonlit window, the lights from afar came into view.

The Demonic Heavenly Palace was on top of a mountain, so it was the lights from the village at the foot of the mountain.

The lights dazzled his eyes as if they were a galaxy spread out on the ground.

"It's only been two days, but I feel like I've gotten a glimpse of the true nature of this place... Phew..."

The rumors circulating in the world were indeed not to be believed.

If those rumors were true, would so many followers of the Demonic Cult have gathered?

Unless people gather voluntarily, a group cannot obtain its members.

It would be possible to some extent if they were gathered forcibly, but it would not be possible to become a huge force that was in charge of one axis of the martial world like now.

"A demon that punishes evil..."

Come to think of it, there were also those who committed evil in the righteous faction.

Muheo thought as he felt the wind blowing from outside the window.

'If a wound festers, applying medicinal herbs and feeding decoctions to boost one's energy is the righteous path, then is cutting out the entire festering wound the demonic path... This is a part where it can't be said which is right. Buddha, what should I do...'

The Demonic Cult, which he had thought was the axis of evil along with the Demonic Faction's Four Alliances.

Muheo was wavering after experiencing life here firsthand.

He was beginning to think that what he had thought was absolute evil was not absolute evil, but just had a different kind of justice.

Although there were radical and cruel parts, it could not be dismissed as just wrong.

'I can't make a hasty judgment now. I need to experience more of the Demonic Cult and then make a judgment.'

Without realizing it, Muheo was no longer calling it the Demonic Sect, but the Demonic Cult.

STEP. STEP.

He left the window and approached the ebony table in the middle of the office.

On it, two secret manuals were placed.

One of them.

'Blood Fiend Asura Art. First, let's learn this demonic art.'

To live in the Demonic Cult without arousing suspicion, he had to thoroughly become the Blood Fiend, Cheok Sagyeol.

To do that, it was better to know his true martial art, the Blood Fiend Asura Art.

This was a group that placed military power as its top priority, after all.

Moreover, if he learned the Blood Fiend Asura Art himself and learned its strengths and weaknesses, he would be able to create a way to break it more easily.

And the second secret manual, the Asura True Secret.

It was the basis of the Blood Fiend Asura Art that Cheok Sagyeol had created and could be said to be the foundation of the Demonic Cult's demonic arts.

FLIP.

Turning the first page, Muheo's eyes widened from the beginning.

'Hmm... Asura True Secret. This martial art was not left by the Heavenly Demon, the founder of the Demonic Sect.'

The Asura True Secret was a martial art created by the first Lord of the Demonic Cult, the Black Demon God, a figure from two hundred years ago.

According to the records of the secret manual, the martial art left by the Heavenly Demon was the Dark Heavenly Demon Art.

But the Black Demon God Lord realized that it was an incomplete martial art with its core incantation missing and created the Asura True Secret in his later years, it was recorded.

As he read the secret manual, Muheo was filled with admiration.

'Oh. How groundbreaking. A method like this.'

With each page he turned, Muheo was drawn into the incantation of the Asura True Secret.

But he did not know. That by learning the Asura True Secret, his future would be severely twisted.

* * *

Cheok Sagyeol was sitting cross-legged in a cave he had found while moving.

He had time because he had shaken off the pursuit of the Embroidered Uniform Guard by jumping over the cliff.

Reading the mountain's topography, it seemed that it would take at least four days for them to bypass the cliff.

WIGGLE. WIGGLE.

Cheok Sagyeol's whole body was writhing like a wave as he was using the Indian Yoga Divine Art.

His achievement had deepened in the process of crossing the cliff, so he was checking to see what level it was at.

CRACK. CREAK.

A bone-cracking sound came from his whole body, and Cheok Sagyeol's skeleton scattered and began to return to its place.

Then, his limbs lengthened, and the waves of his skin subsided.

That was not all.

SWOOSH.

A change that had never happened before began on the top of his head.

Black, thin, thread-like things flowed down his face, and their number gradually increased.

SWOOSH, SWOOSH.

The things that continued to increase stopped their change at about shoulder length.

Although it was not lush, it was definitely hair.

FLASH.

When the change was over, Cheok Sagyeol opened his eyes.

His current appearance had transformed into a young man about ten years older than his previous appearance of around fifteen.

Not only had he grown taller and his build had become more reliable, but his impression had also become stronger, so those who knew his previous face would have a hard time recognizing him.

The ones chasing Cheok Sagyeol were not only the Embroidered Uniform Guard, but Shaolin would surely be looking for him as well.

So he needed to change his appearance before he went down the mountain and reached a village.

'If my achievement deepens further, I might be able to change my appearance at will. Let's train diligently every day.'

For now, the limit was to control the youth of his body and increase the flexibility and length of his skeleton.

'By the way...'

Cheok Sagyeol swept back the hair that was fluttering and covering his face.

It had taken a tremendous amount of mental power to revive the hair follicles that had remained as only pores, but fortunately, he had been able to achieve what he wanted.

"As expected, a man's appearance is all about his hair. Hehe."

With the support of his lush hair, it was even harder to find Cheok Sagyeol's previous face.

Looking at it like this, Muheo's young face didn't look so bad either.

(End of Chapter)