Chapter 25




Chapter 25

Before Ban Shijin.
Leng Ning and Bai Zhen Tian stood atop the sheer stone mountain.
All but the area around the stone mountain had been cordoned off so that they could have a clear view of the remnants.
“Hmph.”
Liu Lianneng murmured as he spotted two shadows running in the distance.
“That bastard…… is alive.”
He furrowed his eyebrows as he spotted Bu Eunseol running at full speed, with small and large wounds all over his body.
“You mean to tell me that someone who hadn’t even practiced martial arts properly before coming to the Infernal City has managed to survive so far, even against the best of the best?”
“He said that he mastered the Beast Dao as soon as he arrived in Hell City.”
“What a strange joke.”
A snorting Lian Ning said with a sour expression.
“He must have learned it by being beaten up or something. It’s not something a beast dao can learn in two months.”
“Nope. It’s said that a beast mastered the art in three days.”
“What?”
“And they say he’s been practicing swordsmanship at the Hua Wu Sword Gate the whole time. He also knows how to roast and boil food, and he’s mastered the Killing Sword Breaking Heaven, the Heavenly Bridge’s True Divine Technique, and the Lightning Bugle Technique.”
Listening to Bai Zhen Tian’s explanation, Lian Ning doubted his ears.
“That doesn’t make sense.”
“I didn’t believe it at first either, but when I researched it, I found it to be true.”
“Why?”
Why?
So many meanings were implied in these words.
Bai Zhenchuan smiled bitterly and continued to explain.
“All of my teachers said, ‘His muscles are not very good, but he has frightening tenacity and persistence.
“Tenacity and persistence?”
“Yes. And…… they say that once you teach him, he’s so passionate that you can’t stand it without giving him all you’ve got.”
Bai Zhenchuan jokingly said, trying to break the stiff atmosphere.
However, Lian Ning’s face became even stiffer.
“Then he must be a mole for the Zheng Sect, with a clear goal.”
“No.”
“Then does that mean he’s a heaven-sent martial artist?”
“I don’t know if he’s a godsend, but he’s definitely not a mole for the Faction.”
“How can you be sure of that?”
Bai Zhenchuan smiled uncomfortably at Lian Ning’s question.
“Because he’s a salvage worker for the Pocheng, who salts the corpses of the dead.”
“That guy…… was a real goat?”
“Yes, he was. Although he’s young, he’s said to be the best in the family at salting, and he’s been following his grandfather around since he was a child.”
Liu Lianyung’s eyes widened.
How could a man who wasn’t even a martial artist and practiced dyeing attend a tournament of ten warriors?
How could a man who hadn’t mastered a single martial art survive in the Hell City, where all the heavenly beings were gathered?
As countless questions poured into his head, Bai Zhen Tian spoke up.
“If they wanted to raise him to be a spy, he wouldn’t have been practicing the hand-waving prayer of beggars since childhood.”
“When you’re a missionary… you’re just too conspicuous.“
The spies of the political factions create perfect background histories so that they are never suspected.
But Bu Eun-sul had too many things to raise suspicion, from her birth to her martial arts training.
“Even if you don’t want to believe it, under the circumstances, you have to.”
“What?”
Looking down at the stone mountain, Liu Lianneng let out a deep sigh.
There, seventeen boys surrounded Bu Eunseol and Xu Jinha in a semicircle with their backs to him.
“All that’s left is to die.”
The men who surrounded Bu Eunseol were all heavenly talents with the greatest talent and strength.
If she could defend herself against those nineteen, she wouldn’t be a candidate for the Ten Demon Warriors, but an already renowned Magical Master.
“It’s a pity, you’ve held up well so far.”
Bai Zhen Tian sighed as he looked at Bu Eunsul.
“It seems like you’ve been wandering around like a lone warlord, and now you’ve gotten yourself a group.”
In order to survive in the martial arts world, a martial artist must not only be strong, but also have a good grasp of the situation and the market.
“Judgment is part of the talent, after all, that’s all he has.”
“I see.”
Bai Zhen Tian said in a low voice, and Liu Lianyung nodded vigorously.
“It’s over now.”
His gaze was once again fixed on Bu Eunsul, who was spreading the blood clots under the stone mountain.
Boom!
With a sharp crackling sound, the sharp strikes of the White Horse Sword and the Hua Wu Sword, at an unavoidable angle, dug into the sides of Bu Eunseol’s body.
“Argh!”
A pitiful scream echoed through the sky.
At the same time, the eyes of Lian Ning, who had been watching the battle from the back, opened wide.
“That’s…….”
When there was no way to dodge, Bu Eunsul suddenly slashed at the two of them with a strange sword style.
“It’s a lightning strike.”
“That child has indeed mastered the art of lightning.”
Bai Xiaochun let out a gasp, and Lian Ning shook his head.
“But he’s not good enough and lacks the foundation of the sword.”
“I see.”
Bu Eunsul, who had unfurled her lightning bolt, was vomiting blood from her severe internal injuries.
“You may have somehow learned how to use a sword, but you don’t have the ability to use it.”
Lian Ning snorted.
“You overused a sword technique that is the ultimate in killing, and suffered fatal internal injuries.”
“Now the horde will come in for the kill.”
True to Bai Zhen Tian’s words, three hordes of people stepped in front of the injured Bu Eunsul.
They were boys who had mastered the Hua Wu Sword, the Blood Flame Sword, and the Command Spear.
“You’re going to be killed by the three martial arts of the ten martial arts, so there’s no way around it.”
The three strands of light that shot toward Bu Eunseol burst into dazzling light like firecrackers.
The three top-level Martial Arts of the Fourteen Doors wrapped around Feng Shui’s body,
Boom!
A deafening whistling sound emanated from the tip of Bu Yunxue’s sword.
At the same time, the three weapons began to pinpoint the points of light created by the three weapons.
Clang, clang, clang!
After blocking all of the attacks, the black sword of Bu Eunsul released a light curtain as wide as a butcher’s knife.
Paaaaah.
The tens of thousands of beams of light lightly swept past the bodies of the three attackers.
“…….”
There was not even a groan.
The three boys stood there dumbfounded, their hearts pierced through, and they collapsed like a sack of beans.
“That’s…….”
Watching the scene, Lian Ning’s eyes widened to the point of tearing.
He had fought unfathomable battles and realized that Bu Eun-sul’s move was a real martial art.
“Was that guy…… really a real exhaust!
Liu Lianyung exclaimed in his heart.
He had always thought of him as a strange boy who was lucky to survive without a martial art.
But now that he had suffered terrible internal injuries, he was able to anticipate the path of the three martial artists’ attacks.
‘And you’re using all that power to unleash a ferocious killing blow, not even because someone taught you to, but instinctively!
“What’s going on, Chong Qiao Du?”
Bai Xiaochun let out a gasp as he looked at the scene.
“No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think there’s a sword method like that in the Hua Wu Sword Gate…….”
“It’s a real sword method.”
“What?”
Clenching his fists tightly, Liu Lianneng said in a low voice.
“In the blink of an eye, you predicted the changes in all three types of herbivores and created a killing move to counter them.”
Thrilling.
Lian Ning’s heart was pounding.
He had long searched for the right person to inherit his practical martial arts skills.
But the reflexes of a beast, the flesh that could tear the sky apart, and the immovability that could not be shaken under any circumstances.
Finding someone who possessed these qualities was as difficult as finding someone born with…… a polarizing vein.
‘Perhaps it was because he was destined to become a ten-horse warrior that he couldn’t be found.’
Liu Lianneng smiled bitterly.
‘The records that were so hard to find are right in front of me.
However, Bu Eun-sul was destined to become a Ten Demon Warrior, not his disciple.
“Bu Eun-sul, run away!”
At that moment, Seo Jinha’s shout rang out.
Bu Eunseol had been caught by surprise and had been pushed to the ground by the flesh-eaters.
Swoosh.
Salgui’s eyes flashed like a hawk that had caught its prey, and he slowly raised his hand.
“No!
There were twelve people who were supposed to be left behind.
But before he could even think about it, Lian Ning let out a thunderous cry.
“Stop!”
Unleashing the Thunder Spirit Burning Body Divine Technique, Leng Ning, who had descended like lightning down the stone mountain, once again shouted in a loud voice.
“That’s it!”
With tiger-like eyes, he looked at the fallen Bu Eunsun and exclaimed once more.
“Call for the mad doctor.”
Bai Zhenchuan, who had come down from the stone mountain after Liu Lianyung, asked in surprise.
“Mad Doctor?”
“Quickly.”
Looking at Bu Eun-sul’s pale complexion, Liu Lian-neng let out a lion-like roar.
“Quickly, before this guy dies!”
* * *
Fourteen people.
The number of the ten Demon Warrior candidates who survived the Infernal City.
The ten who would have entered the Ten Doors of Hell, if things had gone as planned. In addition, two more were to be left behind to serve as the ears and eyes of the Ten Demon Warriors, as ordered by the Elder.
However, due to the sudden intervention of Hyuk Lian Neng, the Third Hall was left with fourteen members.
“The General Head. What are you thinking, leaving two more people behind after all the hard work of creating the Third Pavilion?”
Hua Yu Ming, the Elder of the Third Pavilion, replied with a sullen expression as he sat at the table across from her.
“It’s a must-have.”
“There’s already no shortage of excellent materials. You’re breaking the rules of this great competition just to get two more?”
Lian Ning said with a determined expression.
“They’re the super high-grade materials that must be obtained in the main hall.”
“Hmm.”
Hua Yu Ming sighed and spoke again.
“The messengers from the Forty Doors will arrive soon. I don’t know how they’ll take having their decision overturned.”
Bai Zhen Tian, who was standing beside Liu Lianneng, narrowed his long, slitted eyes.
“You don’t need to worry about that.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s unlikely that the fiends dispatched from the ten gates would be any less discerning than the head of the General Council.”
“Hmm.”
Hua Yu Ming shook his head faintly.
“Since you say so, I’ll give it a try. But…….”
He stared at Liu Lianneng with a stern face.
“Since you broke the rules that were established with the leaders of the Forty Doors, you will be punished accordingly.”
Leng Ning spoke with an air of expectation.
“I’ve already made up my mind.”
* * *
Inside the bedroom of the former palace built in the center of Hell City.
Sunlight shone through the open window and birds chirped.
Lying on a hard wooden bed, Bu Eunseol slowly opened her eyes to the sunlight.
“……If this was the Murim, I would be dead.”
For the first time since mastering the Beast Dao, she had fallen asleep completely unconscious.
As he sat up and examined his body, a strange thought occurred to him. His limbs seemed to have thinned a bit.
“Maybe it’s because all I’ve eaten for ten days is a piece of jerky.
Rising from the bed, he looked at his reflection across the room and nodded.
“So there’s a councilor of great skill residing here after all.
At the time, Bu Eun-sul was exhausted and wounded, but she still managed to cast a lethal, internal wounding spell.
Not only that, but at the moment of his death, he had a sudden epiphany and mimicked a real sword technique.
As a result of unleashing a series of Ascending Sword Techniques that he hadn’t yet been able to perform, Bu Eunseol’s qi was completely twisted, and he was dying of a fatal internal wound.
But now, as if it had never happened, her whole body was full of vitality and her skin was full of elasticity.
“I really didn’t think he’d survive.
There are ten gates.
At first, Bu Eun-sul thought that if she didn’t make the top ten, she wouldn’t survive.
But even though there were fourteen people left, including herself, the Third Pavilion ended. This was truly unexpected.
“Seeing that there were fourteen people chosen…… I wonder if there are priests.”
A pause.
Stepping out of the room, Bu Eunseol couldn’t help but widen her eyes.
The long corridors, the doors, the staircases leading down, it was just like any other hallway of guest rooms.
‘There’s no place like this in Hell.’
As I descended the stairs, I realized that there were indeed two floors.
Well-dressed servants were carrying food and taking orders, and some tables were set with fine food.