The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

Chapter 6 : This Isn't It (5)

There are guys like that. Guys who are just unlucky for no reason.

We just made eye contact, but huh? Why don't I like the look in that bastard's eyes? I got that feeling for no reason.

So I tried talking to him directly.

He replied informally right off the bat. It was the first time in my life this had happened.

No one had ever spoken to me carelessly.

I had more than enough right for that.

Everyone looked up to me.

Everyone lowered themselves in front of me.

There were only a few beings in this cult who didn't have to. I can say with certainty that within the nursery, there was no one who could treat me carelessly.

Not even the instructors.

But that guy and his group were the exception.

Alright. With a generous heart, I could acknowledge the talents of the other three, excluding that guy.

But I just couldn't tolerate the guy in front of me now.

He looked ordinary on the outside. I had even suspected that there might be something I didn't know about him.

Usually, guys like that always have one or two things they believe in.

But surprisingly, I couldn't find anything.

What the hell is he relying on to be so cocky?

My grandfather said that in this world, there are sometimes bugs that mistake themselves for people.

I was sure that he was the bug my grandfather had talked about. And my grandfather said that when you find such bugs, you have to crush them thoroughly for them to understand that they are bugs, not people.

Yes, that guy was a bug. As soon as I realized that, the anger and excitement I had felt until now calmed down. I'm even embarrassed that I got so angry at a bug, not even a person.

I calmly opened my mouth.

"My name is Gwang Se-hyeon."

"I see. So your name is Gwang Se-hyeon. Let's have a good match."

How dare a bug talk to me!

Oops, I almost got excited again.

People don't talk to bugs.

They just find them and crush them to death.

Thwack!

Gwang Se-hyeon kicked off the ground.

* * *

Fast.

Faster than I thought.

And this movement.

It was by no means a movement that could be produced without internal energy.

As expected, the guy had been learning martial arts since before he entered this place.

And a pretty high-level martial art at that.

I only caught his movement when he was right in front of me. His foot was already deeply embedded in my stomach. Gak! With a pain like my intestines were being severed, I rolled around on the tournament stage.

"My stomach hurts so much..."

This was definitely not an act. I actually almost lost consciousness. I quickly looked at the supervisor. The supervisor didn't even flinch.

'No! Why?'

Didn't he see my stomach getting torn apart?

I felt a slight doubt.

'Is an attack of that level not considered a defeat?'

The judgment is so strict.

I barely managed to get up. When I raised my head, the guy was already right in front of me. This time, a fist was planted in my solar plexus.

Gak!

To hit the same place again! He's a cruel and ruthless bastard.

"Uweeeek!"

This time, with the pain of my stomach turning inside out, I vomited right onto the tournament stage and collapsed. I had no strength in my legs.

I looked at the instructor again. This time too, he didn't flinch.

'Are his eyes crooked?'

Only then did I notice that something was strange.

And I once again recognized who my opponent was.

The grandson of the Spear Demon, one of the elders of the Demonic Cult.

This time too, he waited for me to get up.

To an onlooker, it might seem like a very affectionate scene, but I could tell that a deal I didn't know about had been made between the instructor and the guy.

'He intends to play with me. Should I give up like this?'

I thought about it for a moment, but what I wanted was not surrender, but a clear defeat that anyone could see.

I decided to use the hostility I was feeling from the guy right now.

'I'll play along with your tune!'

This kind of situation was rather what I had hoped for.

I had already prepared myself for a broken bone somewhere.

"Heh heh. Is this all you've got? It tickles. You're weak."

The guy fell for the very simple provocation, just as simply.

"Hehehe. Seeing that your mouth is still alive, it seems you haven't come to your senses from being hit this much. Good. If you want it, I'll show you! The real hell!"

To be honest, the current situation was a bit unfair to me.

I hadn't sworn at him, nor had I done anything wrong.

I had no idea why he was angry at me. I was just pretending to be used because it was convenient to use him.

In an instant, the flow of energy I felt around him began to change. My senses, which had once set foot in the Transcendent Realm, recognized the flow of energy.

'Internal Force Emission.'

A technique to release internal energy to the outside.

It was dangerous enough to cause a lifelong illness if you were hit wrong, but I smiled inwardly.

Because that was perfect for getting hit and knocked out.

* * *

The Heavenly Demon had come here for no particular reason.

He just happened to have nothing to do, and he wanted to see for himself if the nursery, one of his achievements, was running properly.

So he played along with the obvious scheme of the Third Elder and the Fifth Elder.

The Heavenly Demon had established the nursery to reduce the inevitable backlash that would come with the cult's occupation of the lands north of the Yangtze. It was because it was difficult to manage the vast lands north of the Yangtze with only the cult's disciples.

At first, he had set the direction to win over the remaining forces of the Orthodox Faction. Fortunately, they obediently followed the cult's words due to their resentment towards the Orthodox Faction, which had abandoned them and fled to Jiangnan.

But they were, after all, figures of the Orthodox Faction.

From the cult's perspective, it was honestly close to impossible to trust them completely. But to redeploy the cult's own people, the lack of manpower once again held them back.

So the nursery was born.

The purpose was to educate them from a young age to create disciples that the cult could completely trust to manage the lands north of the Yangtze.

The results so far had been very successful.

And the nursery he had come to see in person today showed a level that far exceeded the Heavenly Demon's thoughts, who had thought it would be at the level of mere children.

There were already a few children with extraordinary talents.

Unprocessed raw stones.

One child showed outstanding martial talent in fists and kicks. Seeing the Fist Demon drooling already, it seemed he coveted that child.

Another child showed outstanding martial talent in the sword. Moreover, despite being a girl, she possessed the most outstanding martial talent among the children here. When he glanced at the Sword Demon, he was also drooling.

And there was also a child whose martial talent was ambiguous, but who overcame the situation by utilizing more than what he had. If the strategist had been here, wouldn't he have shown the same reaction as those two idiots?

Those three were all the children worth paying attention to.

Other than them, nothing else caught his eye.

But none of these three satisfied the Heavenly Demon's standards.

To be more precise, they were just superior to the other children, but in the Heavenly Demon's eyes, they were all the same.

And the Heavenly Demon was a little angry at the current situation.

Because among the children who had come out earlier, except for the one with talent in fists and kicks, both were children of the Orthodox Faction.

Moreover, the girl who showed the most outstanding talent here was from the Murong family.

As the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Cult and the master holding hegemony over the lands north of the Yangtze, this was a slightly problematic situation.

After all, the reason the Heavenly Demon was operating the nursery was to select reliable talents to help the cult, not to create talents superior to the cult.

If those children grew up and became key figures of the cult in the future, that is, elders.

And if the council of elders was filled with such figures, could the cult at that time be called the cult?

If most of the cult's elders are figures of the Orthodox Faction, and furthermore, even the Lord comes from the Orthodox Faction?

Wouldn't that be like being eaten by the Orthodox Faction instead?

It was also possible that the Orthodox Faction had intended it.

And the Heavenly Demon, though he had never confided in anyone, had his own problem.

On the outside, the Heavenly Demon was a person who suited the position of Heavenly Demon better than anyone else.

He was the number one under the heavens, acknowledged by everyone, who had reached the Soul Detachment Realm beyond the Demonic Zenith, and he was the giant who had led the Great Demonic Era.

This was a great achievement that no one could deny.

But only he knew.

That in reality, he had just put a spoon on a table that someone else had completely set.

The World-Dominating Heavenly Demon.

His half-brother.

The one who had passed on the position of Heavenly Demon to him and left.

He was the only one who knew the reason why the previous Heavenly Demon had disappeared without anyone but himself knowing.

'Even if you surpass the Soul Detachment Realm, you can't beat illness in the end...'

Even with a martial prowess that had reached the level of a god beyond a human, in the end, a human is a human.

He still couldn't forget his brother's last appearance as he left.

The final match was slowly coming to an end.

Unlike the previous matches, the final match was utterly boring. A clear difference was visible to anyone.

The advantageous child seemed to be the Fifth Elder's grandson. It must be true, as the Fifth Elder was watching with his eyes shining brighter than ever.

On the other hand, the opponent child who had vomited on the tournament stage seemed to be the lowest level among the kids he had seen today.

The result was obvious without even watching, so the Heavenly Demon was about to get up. He was in a bad mood because it felt like the cult had been pushed back by the Orthodox Faction, and he no longer wanted to stay.

Still, today's visit could be called quite successful.

'It wouldn't be bad to take appropriate measures.'

Because putting a leash on a dog is a virtue of the owner.

He could see the final attack going in.

"Die!"

The Fifth Elder's grandson was using a killing technique on an opponent who was far below him.

It made him frown slightly, but as a disciple of the cult, a certain degree of cruelty was an essential element, so it wasn't a problem.

However, the Heavenly Demon looked at the supervisor. According to the nursery's policy, killing techniques between fellow disciples were strictly forbidden. But the supervisor didn't even flinch, even though a killing technique was clearly being used.

The Heavenly Demon realized the obvious scheme.

'The Fifth Elder bribed him.'

Considering the Fifth Elder's position, it wasn't something he couldn't do. It wasn't like he had cheated to the point of affecting the match.

The martial world was, after all, a world of the law of the jungle.

If that child was at fault, his first fault would be not having a reliable backer, and his second fault would be being weaker than his opponent.

Twitch.

Just as the Heavenly Demon was about to leave, he felt the Heavenly Demon True Qi, which had been quietly sleeping in his dantian, move.

The Heavenly Demon quickly spread his energy and surveyed his surroundings.

Because there were only two cases where the Heavenly Demon True Qi moved on its own.

First, when it met the same Heavenly Demon True Qi.

Second, when it met a purer demonic energy.

Considering both the first and second cases, the movement of the Heavenly Demon True Qi meant only one thing.

The previous Heavenly Demon and his half-brother.

The World-Dominating Heavenly Demon.

His brother must be nearby. The Heavenly Demon, Hyeok Sa-wol, shifted his gaze in the direction the Heavenly Demon True Qi was pointing.

On the tournament stage.

There was the child he had personally evaluated as having the lowest talent.

'Could it be that child? No way.'

At that moment, the trembling of the True Qi stopped. The Heavenly Demon felt a sense of emptiness at having felt wrong and immediately left his seat.

And the elders who had followed him also all left.

So they didn't see it.

An anomaly occurred.

* * *

I thought it would hurt a lot.

I knew he had a bad temper, but I didn't know the young brat would already be using killing techniques.

If there's a silver lining, it's that he's still young, so it's clumsy.

He did attack with killing intent, but he had never killed anyone before, so there was hesitation in his attack.

'Tsk tsk. If you have killing intent, you should aim for the opponent's vitals, whether it turns out to be porridge or rice! What's the use of aiming for the arm.'

It's not for me to say, but I tried to win by poisoning my junior sister. I had no shame in that action. I did the best I could to win at the time. But I'm just embarrassed that I got my ass kicked after that.

With such a clumsy attack, I couldn't die even if I wanted to. I just closed my eyes and held out my arm, preparing for it to be broken. But it was at that moment.

The energy in my dantian, which should have been less than an ant's piss, suddenly surged.

The Demonic Plain Heart Method was the most stable heart method I knew.

The Demonic Plain Heart Method was called the equivalent of the Orthodox Faction's Three Talents Qi Art.

So why is it going crazy at this point?

If there's a silver lining, it's that the energy I've gathered so far is as small as a rat's dick.

'I was once the number one rising star of the demonic path! I'm not someone who would be flustered by this kind of energy! I'll show you! The energy control of the number one rising star of the demonic path!'

But a problem arose here. Because I had deliberately hardly learned any internal energy, my meridians were not trained at all, so when I suddenly tried to control the energy, my meridians couldn't handle it.

'Damn it! If I leave this energy in my body, my meridians might tear, and I might never be able to use internal energy again!'

This is a problem on a different level from just a broken bone!

The only solution was to release the rampaging energy outside.

So I loaded the rampaging energy into my sword and sent it out.

After peace returned to my body, I let out a sigh of relief.

"Phew. I'm saved."

And I could tell that something had gone very, very wrong.

The one who was unconscious with a lump on his head... what was his name again?

The instructor looks at me with a sour expression and shouts.

"Uh? This shouldn't be happening... Ah! I don't know! Final exam, Team 1 wins!"

Uh... wait a minute, this isn't it?

I was supposed to lose! For real!

"Damn it! I knew the Captain would win in the end!"

"I believed in you, Jae-ha."

"...!"

The kids come and hug me.

I looked up at the sky blankly.

Tears blurred my vision.

"Waaaaah! The Captain is happy too! I'm happy too!"