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

Chapter 63 : If I Save You, What Will You Do? (2)

Everyone has circumstances that others don't know about.

The Divine Monk was also like that.

He was the greatest elder in the current Orthodox Faction.

The Heavenly Emperor and the Sword Emperor, who were his peers, had already died, and he was the only one who had survived.

The Divine Monk's age had already passed ninety. It was an age where it wouldn't be strange if he had died long ago, and it was a position where it wouldn't be strange if he had left the martial world, but he remained in the Shaolin Temple and was still active.

There were several reasons why he was still entangled in the secular world.

The Orthodox Faction was at its most precarious in history, and the Shaolin Temple was also not free from this situation, and as a member of the Orthodox Faction and the former abbot of the Shaolin Temple, he couldn't just watch, and the enemies around were too strong for the current children to face.

So he decided to remain in the secular world.

Until the day this one life ends.

Today was also one of those processes.

Therefore, whenever he faced a connection to the past, a memory of the old days would come to mind.

When he had returned safely from the Divine Demon Tournament, a child was waiting for him at the Shaolin Temple.

The child had told him out of the blue that she had come to carry out the Heavenly Emperor's last order.

The Heavenly Emperor was known to have died over ten years ago.

The child's age seemed to be just over ten.

Even just comparing these two things, the words didn't add up.

Was it a lie? He could have thought so, but the Divine Monk had no choice but to believe the child's words. Because the child had the unique energy of the Heavenly Emperor flowing from her.

The Heavenly Emperor, who was known to have died, was alive. And he had been raising a new hope in death.

He could tell as soon as he saw her.

That this child would become a great being like... or even greater than the one he had seen in the Heavenly Demon Cult.

The child's martial arts were already complete.

Although he was over ninety, it was the first time he had seen such a thing.

The talent of a Heavenly Martial Body, which had only been passed down in legends.

To think that it actually existed.

The Divine Monk had asked the child if the Heavenly Emperor was alive, and the child had said that the Heavenly Emperor was dead. So he had asked if the Heavenly Emperor had passed away well, and the child had just nodded her head. And the child had told him to let her meet the Sword Emperor.

Although the Divine Monk was the greatest elder of the Orthodox Faction, he did not have the ability to find out where the Sword Emperor, who was known to have already died, was.

For now, he had told her to wait and had let the child stay at the Shaolin Temple.

The child did nothing while staying at the Shaolin Temple.

She didn't eat even when food came, and she didn't go outside and move.

She just sat still in her room every day with blank eyes.

Looking at her from the side, she looked as if she had lost the will to live. It seemed that the child had followed the Heavenly Emperor a lot.

The best way to resolve longing is to spend time.

To solve the problem of the child's heart now, only time is the medicine.

Still, the child would emit a light in her eyes for a very short while when she heard information related to the Sword Emperor.

The Divine Monk had told her about a place called the Suicide Squad, where the Sword Emperor had been a member for a very short time.

However, the Suicide Squad was a very closed place, so he also did not know where they existed.

The child immediately left to find the Suicide Squad.

A short while later, the child had informed him that she had become the Heavenly Lord of the Suicide Squad.

It was an amazing ability to act.

And her martial arts had developed even more than before she had left.

The child, who had been at the entrance of the Transformation Realm, had become at the middle of the Transformation Realm.

And so, time passed, and he had obtained information that he had seen someone who resembled the Sword Emperor. Just with that, it was too insufficient to find the Sword Emperor.

But the child, as if it didn't matter, had left the Shaolin Temple again.

And at the point when 3 years had passed, the child had returned to the Shaolin Temple again.

The child's martial arts had risen one more step, from the middle of the Transformation Realm to the end.

What was most surprising was that the child's empty eyes were shining.

And next to the child was a young man in his twenties who was even more surprising than the child.

A young man who simultaneously held the energy of the Demonic Emperor, the Sword Emperor, and the Heavenly Emperor.

The three different, conflicting energies coexisted, with a delicate boundary drawn between them.

However, that boundary was supporting the young man's body while at the same time, eating away at it.

A delicate balance that was admirable just by looking at it.

What was surprising was that the young man held even more than that.

What on earth is his identity?

"Your gaze is annoying, should I just kill you?"

"Just! Please just shut up and stay still!"

"Is that an order?"

"Yeah! It's an order!"

What is his identity that the child of the Heavenly Emperor is following his orders?

What was certain was that he could instinctively tell that the stagnant martial world would soon face a great change due to that young man.

* * *

The Divine Monk.

He is a great man.

If he had been born in the right era, it would not be strange for him to be called the number one in the world.

But unfortunately, the Divine Monk was born in the wrong era.

In his past life, he had met an absurd death at the hands of a fellow Orthodox Faction member.

This is why the Orthodox Faction bastards were no good.

There was once a saying. If five Orthodox Faction members gather, one is definitely trash.

I quickly counted the number here.

Fortunately, there were four.

It deviated from the absolute law.

Letting out a sigh of relief, I found a common point among the four gathered here.

'That they were all killed.'

In my past life, I was killed by an unidentified masked person.

In her past life, the Rakshasa Divine Maiden was killed. I killed her, but... ahem!

In his past life, the Divine Monk was also backstabbed by a fellow Orthodox Faction member and was killed.

In his past life, the Little Divine Monk was also burned to death in the Divine Demon Tournament.

Coincidentally, these four were gathered.

And this was also the situation I wanted.

Because this meeting now was also the reason I had come to the Orthodox Faction.

Why did the four here have to die?

Was it simply a coincidence, or was it someone's intention?

Now! Here's the problem.

Someone is trying to kill you.

But in a situation where you have no information about who that someone is, where they are, what their power is, etc., what should you do to survive?

First, you have to find that someone.

Because you have to know who the opponent is to prepare.

That's right. You have to know the opponent.

So I killed the being called me.

And I put forward a guy who would die instead.

In a way, it may be childish, cheap, and cowardly, but this is originally me. So what!

A perfect operation with no risk to me even if it fails!

Everyone has their own circumstances.

Unfortunately, the Rakshasa Divine Maiden dies in the Gansu Province battle.

Of course, she might not have died. In her past life, there was a being called me, and in this life, there isn't.

But if my theory is correct, she will definitely die.

Even if the situation changes, some kind of restraining force will surely intervene, and the Rakshasa Divine Maiden will eventually be killed.

Because this must be the intention of the third force.

If my thoughts are correct, the reason the third force started the Gansu Province battle was to kill the Rakshasa Divine Maiden.

They don't spare any means to kill the targeted enemy. That was the way I felt about them.

Should this be called a sense of kinship?

A sense of familiarity felt from the position of having swum through the muddy bottom of life.

Dirty, shabby, and a fucking thing that can never be forgotten, like a foul smell that sticks to your nose once you smell it.

Like recognizes like.

Stepping on sprouts.

It was one of the things I had enjoyed most in my past life.

The third force is trying to step on and kill the beings that will be a threat to them in the future in advance.

And not just by pressing down with power like I had done crudely, but by starting a war.

To be honest, it didn't make sense.

To start a war just to kill one person.

To destroy the Diancang Sect and mobilize most of the Orthodox Faction for that?

It's enough to just kill one person.

From what I saw, even just the sheep mask could have killed the Rakshasa Divine Maiden.

I don't understand, but everyone has their own circumstances. There could be their circumstances that I don't know. That's none of my business!

I just have to make good use of this given situation.

The only thing I have to do in the Gansu Province battle is one.

Save the Rakshasa Divine Maiden.

After that, the situation will lead me to them.

If the owner of this board is the third force, a restraining force to kill the Rakshasa Divine Maiden will be activated, and if not, the Rakshasa Divine Maiden will not die.

Since my life is not on the line, I can't be more comfortable.

As expected, this is right for me!

The problem was how to get through this situation now.

"You look like someone I know."

"Is that so?"

"Seeing that the atmosphere is different, it seems I was mistaken. By the way, you haven't answered my question yet."

The Divine Monk's question was what my relationship with the Heavenly Emperor was.

"We have no relationship at all."

I was just telling the truth.

"You're a friend with many secrets."

I was momentarily startled.

"If you're a member of the Suicide Squad, it would be meaningless for me to doubt you. The Shaolin Temple will fully support the Suicide Squad. You came to hear this, right? By the way, your body's condition is quite complicated. Do you happen to need my help?"

"Are you saying you'll fix my body's condition?"

I asked with hope. If the Divine Monk just fixed my body, I was ready to lick his soles. Of course, saving him later is a bonus. Though I'm not sure if I can do it.

"If only two energies were entangled, it might have been possible... but now I see that at most four energies are entangled."

As expected of a master of the Profound Realm!

He recognized my condition at a glance.

"To be honest, it's impossible. If I were to carelessly touch it, there's a high possibility that it would be like lighting a time bomb."

As expected, I was a fool to trust an Orthodox Faction bastard.

"But it seems possible to make the boundary between the internal forces a little more solid... that's a bit of a complicated process..."

As expected of a master of the Profound Realm!

If it's the boundary, it must be referring to the sheep mask's internal force!

"If you just answer one of my questions, it's not like I can't do it..."

"What is it? I will answer whatever it is."

"I see. It seems you're the one who's in a hurry."

As expected of a cunning Orthodox Faction bastard!

Stop testing me. You old baldy.

The unique characteristic of the Orthodox Faction, where they drag their feet when they think they have the upper hand, came out.

"The Demonic Emperor and the Ice Emperor. What is your relationship with them? If you answer this question vaguely like you did with the Heavenly Emperor before, I will never help you."

The opponent is coming on strong.

I am also in a desperate situation.

Now that my energy has been revealed.

A mediocre excuse will not work.

The opponent is the Divine Monk, who I know has had the most recent exchange with the Heavenly Demon Cult. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he has the most information about the Heavenly Demon Cult in the current Orthodox Faction.

If a mediocre excuse doesn't work.

I just have to make an extraordinary excuse.

"Actually, my father is the Demonic Emperor. I had a twin brother, and my brother went to the Heavenly Demon Cult, and I was abandoned because my body was weak. Then I was lucky enough to survive, and the Sword Emperor raised me."

Now! If I do this, the Divine Monk will have no choice but to believe me. In addition to the perfect excuse for the energy in my body, he has just met my twin brother, me.

The best lie is completed only when the truth and the lie are mixed half and half.

"I see, so that's what happened."

"Yes. That's what happened. It can be said that it was fate that I came to the Orthodox Faction."

"Then, are you a person of the Demonic Cult, or a person of the Orthodox Faction?"

I said without any shame to my conscience.

"I am a descendant of the great Orthodox Faction."

The Divine Monk was still looking at me with a distrustful expression. I added.

"Heavenly Demon bastard, son of a bitch, fucking bastard."

"I see... there is no room for doubt. Wu-o."

"Yes, master."

"Bring out the Great Return Pill."

From today, my second hometown is the Shaolin Temple.

'Amitabha!'

I chanted the name of Buddha with all my heart.

(End of Chapter)