Rebirth of the Thunder God

"Give me an identity that will allow me to enter the Blood Heaven Peak."

"Ho... Who told you about the Blood Heaven Peak? Wait, since you went to the Heavenly Altar Pavilion, you must have found out by seducing a lower-ranking martial artist. You didn't do the mission I gave you and only did something else."

"What do you mean, something else? It could be a golden opportunity. Honestly, there are almost no important facilities in the Heavenly Altar Pavilion. And there was no corner to deal a blow."

"So?"

"If so, it's only at the level of the Blood Heaven Peak where the direct descendants are that I can deal a blow worth mentioning."

Perhaps because Namgung Hui's words were appealing, Bukgung Jinwu rested his chin on his hand and fell into thought.

After tapping the desk three or four times with his finger, he nodded as if he had decided something and said.

"Alright. It's about time to support the Blood Heaven Peak with supplies, so you can accompany them then. If you say you're a supply carrier, you won't be stopped much."

"Are you telling me to disguise myself as a merchant guild employee again?"

"If you say a merchant guild employee, it would be a merchant guild employee. However, this time it will be a slightly different case of a guard. Just in time, I had to train with a person called the Red-Haired Monster, so it's a good thing. The two of you can go to the Blood Heaven Peak together. And this time, I hope you will deal a nutritious blow to the radical faction. Then I'll introduce you to the person called the Red-Haired Monster right away. Come in."

As soon as Bukgung Jinwu's words fell, the door opened and a head of shimmering red hair came into view.

He really had scarlet hair, just like his title.

Despite his ominous hair, the moment he entered, the fresh scent of flowers wafted out.

'This scent is like the one I smelled a lot at Mount Hua... This is the scent of safflower.'

He didn't know why a man smelled of flowers, but Namgung Hui felt a sense of familiarity from him due to the familiar flower scent.

To feel this way despite it being their first meeting. It seemed like a good start.

On top of that, his realm seemed to have far surpassed the Transcendent realm, so he was a very reliable ally.

"Please introduce yourselves. This is Young Lady I Jayeon of the Pungun Merchant Guild. No, since you'll be using a different name now, please introduce yourself. And this is the great hero who is called the Red-Haired Monster in the Central Plains."

As the Red-Haired Monster opened his mouth, a heavy voice flowed out.

"Nice to meet you. In the Central Plains, I'm called the Red-Haired Monster, and my acquaintances call me the Red Turtle. Call me by whichever title is more comfortable for you."

"Red Turtle? That's a very unique nickname. Please feel free to call me the Sword Demon."

"The ghost of the sword. I see. I look forward to working with you."

For a master, his attitude was humble.

Even if he was among the Ten Great Masters in the Central Plains, a person could become arrogant, but that person maintained his etiquette from beginning to end.

Although that was the right way to be, as they say, the position makes the man.

When one rises to the position of one of the Ten Great Masters, their nose goes up and their shoulders are full of strength.

This was something Namgung Hui had seen countless times in his past life.

Weren't there also many of the Ten Great Masters who had challenged him?

Among them, there was a guy who had been severely beaten by him and had sharpened his sword.

And there were also guys who admitted defeat and called themselves his younger brother.

'The Poison Emperor. That guy was really persistent. He gritted his teeth every time, saying he would definitely defeat me.'

Besides that, he had taken the Plum Blossom Sword God, Wi Jinmyeong, as his younger brother.

And he had gotten along well with the Fist King of the Hwangbo family, calling each other sworn brothers.

On the other hand, there was a guy who held a grudge and even used surprise attacks and assassins, and one of them was the current Heretic Alliance Lord.

It could be said to be a very persistent ill-fated relationship.

As Namgung Hui and the Red-Haired Monster finished their introductions, Bukgung Jinwu, who was next to them, opened his mouth.

"By the way, Young Lady I. Are you going to keep disguising yourself as a woman like that? It will probably be troublesome to infiltrate."

"I was planning to make my other identity a man anyway. I guess I have to quit this tiresome acting now."

As Namgung Hui's voice returned to that of a man and he even released his disguise, the appearance of a beautiful man appeared.

Although the expression 'beautiful' might be awkward for a man, Namgung Hui was able to pull off that word.

Even though Namgung Hui's disguise was released, the Red-Haired Monster showed no sign of surprise, as if he had already known.

Rather, he was nodding his head slightly with a 'that's what I thought' expression.

"As expected of a master. You're not surprised."

"No. I was surprised. But for a different reason."

"A different reason. May I ask what you mean?"

"It's just that your disguise skills are more amazing than I thought. Just by looking at the outside, it would be impossible to determine the gender. It's an amazing skill."

Now, Namgung Hui's skills in disguising himself as a woman had also improved, so it was difficult to judge just by looking at his appearance.

He had even prepared a fragrant pouch and the rouge and rouge that women often used.

To find out that Namgung Hui was a man, one would have to figure it out through other factors.

Now, even the keen-nosed Bukgung Jinwu would not be able to smell the scent of a man from Namgung Hui.

'Then this time, let's try to disguise myself as a different person. What kind of appearance would be good... Since I called myself the Sword Demon, shall I draw a scar on my cheek and make my eyes look sharp?'

Namgung Hui roughly imagined what kind of appearance to disguise himself as, then turned around and began to disguise himself.

A little while later, when he finished his disguise, a man with a sharp impression was born, just as Namgung Hui had imagined.

This time, even Bukgung Jinwu was quite surprised and let out an exclamation and opened his mouth.

"It's really seamless. It's truly amazing that you can change your face like this in such a short time. If you perform a face-changing play on the street later, you won't starve to death. Now. Here is the pass to enter the Blood Heaven Peak. This is only given to the direct descendants of the New Six Demonic Families, so please don't lose it."

"If we lose it, we can't get in, so would we do that?"

"I'm good at keeping things, so don't worry, Military Strategist Bukgung."

Bukgung Jinwu looked at Namgung Hui and the Red-Haired Monster alternately and then nodded.

"Yes. Then I ask you to deal a blow to the radical faction as much as possible. This time, you can take their lives, so please use your hands without hesitation."

"Last time, you told me not to take their lives, but it seems you've suddenly changed your mind."

"Since the place is the place, the opponent is too strong to cause trouble while holding back."

"Are the direct descendants of the Six Families different?"

"Since they are the elite, they will be stronger than you can imagine. If you look down on them, it will be difficult for both of you to return alive. Carelessness is forbidden."

Bukgung Jinwu's warning was not an exaggeration.

That was how strong the Six Demonic Families were, to the point where they could not be ignored.

Even the branch families of the clan village had fearsome skills.

Moreover, if it was the direct descendants of the Blood Heaven Peak, they would truly be the elite of the elite.

Even if he went with the Red-Haired Monster like this, it was a sufficiently dangerous thing.

'But the direct descendants are few in number, and I can defeat them one by one.'

The clan village had a large number of people, and it was a narrow space, so it was difficult to cause trouble secretly.

But since the Blood Heaven Peak was a mountain peak, as its name suggests, the space was wide, and it would be easy to lure them out separately.

Because he had said that the space of each of the Six Families was spread out wide for training.

"I've heard the warning. I'm mentally prepared. Can we leave now?"

"Yes. Please do. I will inform you of the time to leave for the Blood Heaven Peak. Please rest in your respective guest halls for a while."

Namgung Hui nodded and headed for the guest hall.

It was a great relief that there were no servants to watch him at this time, and that everyone living there was on his side.

Of course, Seong Sohui was a bit of a nuisance, but she didn't seem to be curious about the identity of Namgung Hui, who was disguised as the Sword Demon.

In the first place, it was doubtful whether she would even be at the guest hall now.

"Hey. Sword Demon. How long have you been here?"

"It must have been over three days. Why do you ask?"

"No. It's just that this place looks familiar, so I was curious how long you've been here."

Unlike the ki he felt, he was a very bland man.

This time, Namgung Hui asked the Red-Haired Monster.

"But why is the Red Turtle helping the Blood Cult? Aren't you one of the Ten Great Masters of the White Path?"

"Just as you have your reasons for being here. I also have my unavoidable circumstances."

"If your family is sick or you need money. Please tell me. At least I might be more helpful than the Blood Cult."

With Namgung Hui's connections, he would be able to cure any incurable disease.

He had a connection with the Divine Physician Sect Leader, and he could also say he was friends with his daughter, Seong Sohui.

Moreover, he could also ask for help from the Sichuan Tang family.

As for material problems, he could procure funds himself without having to go to a merchant guild.

'If I can recruit a master of the Red-Haired Monster's level. I have to use whatever I can, whether it's money or connections.'

To come all the way to the Blood Cult and help out, his desperation must be immeasurably great.

Of course, he might ignore the favor, but there were ways to deal with that as well.

And so, Namgung Hui and the Red-Haired Monster arrived at the guest hall and entered their respective rooms.

Beak Seolhwa was still busy running around and was not in her abode.

The same went for Seong Sohui.

Namgung Hui was quite disappointed that he couldn't see Beak Seolhwa's face before leaving for the Blood Heaven Peak.

'I wonder how much progress Seolhwa has made. Has she found out as much as I have?'

Perhaps she had finished investigating the moderate faction and had infiltrated another place to investigate the radical faction.

Whether it was the Heavenly Altar Pavilion, the clan village, or another place that Namgung Hui didn't know.

He believed that with Beak Seolhwa's skills, there would be no major problems.

Because she knew the martial arts of the Blood Cult better than Namgung Hui, so she had skillfully learned Muchi's concealment technique.

Namgung Hui, while staying in his abode for a while, checked the martial arts he would use at the Blood Heaven Peak.

It couldn't be the martial arts of the Namgung family, and it certainly couldn't be the martial arts of the Thunder Sect.

Although he had recently completed the Heavenly Thunder Emperor Divine Art, this also left a trace.

If so, he had to create and use a new internal energy cultivation method and sword art.

Just in time, there were martial arts he had conceived before creating the Heavenly Thunder Emperor Divine Art and the Lightning Flash Thirteen Thunders.

'Since I named myself the Sword Demon, let's use a martial art worthy of a ghost of the sword. The framework of the sword art is the Sun-Shooting Sword Art. The internal energy cultivation method is the Purple Mist Divine Art.'

There were almost no people in the current era who could recognize the Sun-Shooting Sword Art.

Only those who had stolen and learned the Sun-Shooting Sword Art, like Cheongi-ja or the Murong family, would be able to.

If so, he could use the sword art with confidence.

However, the internal energy cultivation method was a problem, as most of the internal energy cultivation methods Namgung Hui had learned were martial arts with strong characteristics.

The Purple Thunder Divine Art had the specialty of thunder ki, so there was no need to say more.

The Great Expansion Divine Art, along with the Heavenly Thunder Emperor Divine Art, was the family martial art of the Namgung family, so there was no way the Blood Cult, which was no different from an enemy, wouldn't recognize it.

If so, what about the Purple Mist Divine Art?

It had a strong characteristic of turning purple, so if he used it, he would definitely be discovered.

And if this news leaked out, the Mount Hua Sect, which he had recruited as an ally, would also have a high probability of turning away.

After all, he hadn't been caught secretly learning the Purple Mist Divine Art by the Mount Hua Sect Leader.

'If so, I have to use it while erasing the characteristic of turning purple, as well as the unique characteristics of the Purple Mist Divine Art.'

The characteristic of the Purple Mist Divine Art, called the purple mist ki.

The Purple Mist Divine Art, which was stained like a purple sunset, was a martial art of extreme yang, so it had many common parts with the Thunder Lightning Divine Art.

That was why he had combined the two cultivation methods to create the peerless ultimate technique, the Purple Thunder Divine Art.

If so, there was no law that said he couldn't modify the Purple Mist Divine Art to create another cultivation method.

Since Namgung Hui's insight had already surpassed the Transformation a long time ago.

'Then this time, let's try to make it a pure yang-gang ki type.'

The name is the One Yang Divine Art, since it's a cultivation method of extreme yang.

It seemed to have a good compatibility with the Sun-Shooting Sword Art, which was said to shoot down the sun.

The heat of the extreme yang shot out at high speed.

Along with the friction of the air, the heat sublimated even further.

Influenced by the Purple Mist Divine Art, it was stained with a red color resembling the sun, not purple.

Namgung Hui immediately circulated the newly created One Yang Divine Art.

Although there were no theoretical errors, actually using it was another matter, so he had to check it by circulating it directly like this.

-Huuuk. Huuuk. Huuuk.

The hot heat like lava flowed through his blood vessels without restraint.

In the overheated blood vessels, a refreshing feeling lingered, as if he had washed them with hot water.

It felt as if all the waste products in his blood vessels had been washed away.

But now that he had reached the state of rejuvenation, there was no way waste products would have accumulated in his blood vessels.

-Huuuung...!

Namgung Hui, who had finished the small heavenly circulation, realized that there were no problems and opened his eyes.

The One Yang Divine Art.

Although it might be lacking compared to the Purple Thunder Divine Art, it was not lacking at all compared to the family martial art, the Great Expansion Divine Art.

In some parts, it was even superior.

Anyway. He was quite proud of himself for creating a decent martial art.

'Then while I'm at it, shall I properly learn a movement technique? The Empty Gate Sect Leader had stolen one more besides the Wind God Steps, right?'

It was called the Phantom Shadow Steps.

He had been so engrossed in the Wind God Steps that he hadn't been able to devote time to the Phantom Shadow Steps.

He had secretly felt that the Thunder Cloud Steps were somewhat lacking for a martial art of the Thunder Sect, so he had planned to mix it appropriately with the Phantom Shadow Steps, but his understanding of the Phantom Shadow Steps was still low.

If so, he just had to properly learn the Phantom Shadow Steps to increase his understanding.

Namgung Hui, recalling the incantation of the Phantom Shadow Steps, was about to step on the movement technique.

Until a presence was felt from behind.

(End of Chapter)