The Heavenly Demon Who Reigns

Nearly half a year had passed since Cheon Myeong began his training in earnest.

Compared to the beginning, his current level could truly be called a daily and monthly progress, but recently, Cheon Myeong had hit a wall for the first time.

'My internal energy is too lacking.'

He was able to raise his understanding of sword techniques in an instant.

After all, since there was a part of martial arts that was interconnected, it was not that difficult to understand the Mad Dragon Demonic Sword by deciphering it based on his experience as Jang Cheon.

Of course, it couldn't be said that he had understood it perfectly either.

At least, the current Cheon Myeong had a much deeper understanding of sword techniques than the previous Cheon Myeong had.

But what good was it to have a high understanding of sword techniques?

In order to properly perform the sword techniques he had understood, he needed to be supported by that much internal energy.

Woong-.

Cheon Myeong circulated his energy and examined the internal energy in his dantian.

Compared to the days when he had no internal energy at all, it could be called a great development.

But still, the amount of internal energy was still insignificant.

Hoo-

Confirming that fact again, Cheon Myeong let out a deep sigh.

Even Cheon Myeong couldn't do anything about this.

Originally, it could be said that the standard way to accumulate internal energy was to diligently accumulate it over that much time.

Of course, since Cheon Myeong knew the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, the greatest divine art of all time, and his understanding of it was quite high, he was able to accumulate internal energy much faster than an ordinary martial artist.

But that was all.

The Heavenly Demon Divine Art was not omnipotent, so it couldn't create internal energy overnight.

"..."

If he diligently continued to circulate his energy like this, he would one day be able to have a powerful internal energy like when he was Jang Cheon.

But then it would be too late.

In the meantime, it was obvious that the Demonic Cult would be divided, so Cheon Myeong couldn't wait until then.

'I have to increase my internal energy in a short period of time, no matter what.'

At the very least, he had to have enough not to be pushed back by the guys from the Five Great Demonic Families.

But was that as easy as it sounded?

It was highly likely that those guys had grown up taking all kinds of elixirs since they were young, so it was clear that they would have an internal energy that did not match their age.

Of course, the amount of internal energy did not determine all battles, but it was undeniable that it played an important role in deciding the battle.

Because Cheon Myeong knew that fact, he was now sitting in his room with a worried face and pondering.

'I think I need to take some elixirs...'

There are broadly two ways to increase internal energy in a short period of time.

One is to take elixirs, as I said before, and the other is to transfer internal energy.

However, since transferring internal energy has too many restrictions, Cheon Myeong cannot realistically do it.

Then there is only one method left.

It was only taking elixirs, which had a possibility of being executed.

'The problem is where to get those elixirs...'

Why are elixirs called elixirs?

They are called elixirs because they are that rare.

The reason why Shaolin's Great Rejuvenation Pill and Huashan's Purple Cloud Pill are famous in the martial world is the same.

Not only are there few places that can manufacture proper elixirs, but the elixirs that become the ingredients are extremely rare, so their value jumps tremendously.

If one could sell Shaolin's Great Rejuvenation Pill, no, even the Small Rejuvenation Pill, at a fair price, wouldn't one be able to earn enough money to live in luxury for the rest of one's life?

There would probably be a line of guys who would try to get the Small Rejuvenation Pill even if they had to pay that much money.

'Before that, Shaolin would probably catch and beat the guy who tried to sell the Small Rejuvenation Pill first.'

But why was he thinking about this?

It was all a useless thing to imagine something he couldn't get anyway.

It would be better to think about elixirs that could be obtained more realistically now.

'Procuring it from our cult... would be difficult, right?'

Of course, if one had the power of the Demonic Cult, one could easily obtain an elixir.

But think about Cheon Myeong's current situation.

Who would give that precious thing to a guy who was kicked out, almost like being exiled?

It's impossible, even if he's the son of the leader.

They would probably think it would be more useful to use it for the leader's health.

Unless Cheon Myeong could directly prove to the leader that he had completely changed from his past self, it seemed difficult to receive aid from the Demonic Cult.

'This guy had to fall into Qi Deviation and vomit up all those precious things.'

Cheon Myeong lamented inwardly.

Of course, the object of his lament was the previous owner of this body.

Since he was the son of the leader and at the same time a candidate for the young leader, it seemed that a considerable amount of elixirs had gone into this body since he was young.

But what good was that?

He had fallen into Qi Deviation, and what he had eaten at that time was not even a little bit left now.

It was literally the same as having vomited it all up and it disappearing into thin air.

'What a waste... what a waste...'

Thousand-year-old ginseng, doll-shaped snow ginseng, and even the Demonic Rejuvenation Pill.

Especially the Demonic Rejuvenation Pill was something he had not even eaten when he was Jang Cheon.

The reason was that at that time, not only was the manufacturing method of the Demonic Rejuvenation Pill lost, but the Demonic Cult did not have the power to obtain elixirs as much as now.

That's why Cheon Myeong couldn't help but feel more regretful.

If what he had eaten at that time had not disappeared into thin air due to Qi Deviation and had remained in his dantian, he would have used it very usefully now.

Hoo-.

Let's stop thinking about what's already gone.

Since it seemed impossible to procure elixirs from the Demonic Cult, Cheon Myeong decided to think of another way.

'Another way...'

But would it come to mind so easily just by thinking?

When he tried to think among the cards he currently had, there was really no answer.

"Wait..."

At that moment, Cheon Myeong muttered out loud.

Come to think of it, there was a card he could use.

And it was a card that only Cheon Myeong had, and no one else.

'I know the future.'

Cheon Myeong knew what would happen in the martial world for about a hundred years.

Of course, he didn't know everything and only knew the big things that were rumored in the world.

But still, that would also be of considerable help to the current Cheon Myeong.

The advantage of knowing the future is that its value varies greatly depending on how you use it.

"..."

Cheon Myeong began to recall his memories as Jang Cheon as much as possible.

Still, since he was the leader of the Demonic Cult, there was quite a bit of information coming in from various places.

Among them, Cheon Myeong was sorting out the information he needed now.

"..."

And as if he had remembered something, Cheon Myeong's two eyes widened slightly.

"Yakssobang."

The mysterious sect, Yakssobang.

About eighty years from now, the Martial Alliance would learn of its existence.

To be precise, the Martial Alliance would discover the site of the already destroyed Yakssobang.

The existence of a mysterious sect being revealed to the world was a very hot topic, so Cheon Myeong clearly remembered that incident.

"..."

Yakssobang was a place famous only for its name, like a legend.

Who its leader was, how many members it had, and where it was located were all secrets.

But there was one thing that everyone could think of when it came to Yakssobang.

'There were quite a few rumors that the leader of Yakssobang was Hua Tuo.'

The reason for such rumors was that Yakssobang was a place specialized in pharmaceuticals.

To what extent was its skill? There was a story that it could manufacture all the medicines that existed in this world.

There were even rumors that there was a panacea that could cure all diseases, or a medicine that could make one immortal, so one could see how great its prestige was.

'If I have returned to the past by about a hundred years, it means that the Martial Alliance has not yet discovered that place.'

The Martial Alliance had discovered the location of Yakssobang by pure chance.

As all rumors go, a herb gatherer who was searching the mountains to dig up medicinal herbs accidentally got lost and wandered, and discovered a house site in the mountains, and that place happened to be Yakssobang.

Isn't it a story that a storyteller would make up?

But whether that was true or not was not that important.

What was important was the location of Yakssobang.

In fact, a place called Yakssobang did exist, and the Martial Alliance had sent people to search the place themselves.

'I'm glad I listened carefully to the story about the location at that time.'

And Cheon Myeong also knew the location of Yakssobang.

At that time, he had found out with the thought that he might be able to get something if he went to the site of Yakssobang, which had only been passed down as a legend.

Later, he was greatly disappointed when he heard that the Martial Alliance had already searched Yakssobang.

If the Martial Alliance had searched that place first, it was clear that they would have taken everything that was there.

Still, just in case, he had sent people late, but as expected, he couldn't even get a crumb.

'I don't know exactly what the Martial Alliance got from Yakssobang.'

There were rumors that they had obtained the medicine of immortality or a panacea.

But it was just a rumor, and there was no way to confirm that fact.

If they had really obtained such a thing, would the Martial Alliance have been crazy enough to reveal that fact themselves?

It is a common psychology to hide precious things.

If the rumor became a fact due to a careless statement, it was clear that flies would swarm, so the Martial Alliance did not make any statement at that time.

'If I had known things would turn out like this, I should have looked into it more carefully...'

At that time, Cheon Myeong had thought that things like the medicine of immortality or a panacea would not actually exist in the world.

That thought is the same now.

What the Martial Alliance had obtained was at most a few elixirs.

Of course, it was quite a pity that he couldn't get that at that time, but since it wasn't important enough to risk his life, he had just let it go.

But now it was different.

A few elixirs? For the current Cheon Myeong, their value had become so important that he had to risk his life.

'Rumors are always exaggerated.'

Therefore, a place called Yakssobang would not be a mysterious sect to the extent that it was heard in rumors.

Maybe the place the Martial Alliance discovered was not Yakssobang.

But since it was true that the site was a former mysterious sect, wouldn't there be at least one elixir if he went there?

Cheon Myeong thought that was a very possible story.

'To have to move based on a possibility that is not even certain...'

But it was also true that there was no other way.

Moreover, the place where Yakssobang was located was quite close to where Cheon Myeong was now.

So it wouldn't be bad to bet on the possibility.

"...Good."

After a brief deliberation, Cheon Myeong muttered so and got up from his seat.

His face was already one that had made a decision.

"I'll go to Yakssobang."

Whether what was waiting for Cheon Myeong there would be joy or sorrow.

Anyway, he would have to go there himself to find out.

(End of Chapter)