The Heavenly Demon Who Reigns

Gush-.

The amount of blood that poured out of Jong Shingeon's mouth was so great that it felt as if the floor was soaked.

Jong Seojun had never seen a person vomit so much blood in his life as a doctor.

In the first place, if one were to vomit so much blood, it would be safe to think that they were already dead.

'W-what on earth have you done...!'

He had entrusted him with the treatment, but this was no different from killing his son.

As a parent, Jong Seojun didn't think he could watch his son vomit blood like a waterfall any longer.

'That's not a treatment!'

Instead of stopping the blood, he was making him pour it out.

In the first place, Jong Seojun had never heard of such a treatment method.

Of course, since it was a treatment for Blood Death Disease, the method could be peculiar, but in the first place, if one were to vomit so much blood, it was normal for the person to die before the treatment was completed.

Flinch-.

In the end, Jong Seojun, who got up from his seat and was about to approach the two.

He was trying to stop this crazy act before his son got any worse.

However.

"..."

Jong Shingeon was enduring while maintaining his consciousness even while vomiting blood.

The person who was in the most pain right now would be Jong Shingeon.

In a situation where he was not giving up and was holding on firmly, could he really stop him?

As Jong Seojun had that thought for a moment, he could no longer approach the two.

'Geon-i has not given up.'

His son's words, that he wanted to try even if he died, echoed in Jong Seojun's head.

But if he were to arbitrarily stop the treatment in this place now, wouldn't that be ignoring Jong Shingeon's will?

As that thought came to him, Jong Seojun had no choice but to sit down again.

Squeeze-.

His two hands, which he had clasped while sitting down. And he also closed his two eyes.

In the end, Jong Seojun decided to watch over Jong Shingeon's will.

Since he thought that it was a parent's role not only to protect but also to watch over, since he had only been protecting him until now, he was going to watch over him from now on.

"..."

Meanwhile, Cheon Myeong was exerting a tremendous concentration on the treatment, to the point where he had not even noticed Jong Seojun's actions.

On the outside, it was natural that Jong Shingeon's appearance of continuing to vomit blood looked dangerous.

That's why Jong Seojun had also tried to stop the treatment in the middle.

Although it was normal to think that something had gone wrong during the treatment, that thought was wrong.

'It's going well so far.'

If Jong Shingeon had not vomited blood, Cheon Myeong would have been worried.

Because if that had been the case, the Blood Heart Pill would not have worked properly.

Although Jong Shingeon was vomiting so much blood that it would not be strange if he died, since new blood was constantly being created in his body, he did not have to worry about dying.

'If it's this much, more than half of the impurities must have come out.'

Because of the Blood Heart Pill, new blood was constantly being created in Jong Shingeon's body now.

And since that new blood was pushing out the impurities with the existing blood, so much blood was coming out now.

In other words, the blood that Jong Shingeon had vomited was blood mixed with impurities. And that blood was the cause of Blood Death Disease.

'Just endure a little... this is the only way to completely cure Blood Death Disease.'

The fundamental cause of Blood Death Disease is, after all, in the blood in the body.

That's why, if one were to think simply, it would be to replace the existing blood that was already sick with new blood, but how easy would that be?

Even a child knew that if a person shed a certain amount of blood, they would die immediately.

That's why even doctors had not been able to find a cure for Blood Death Disease until now.

Although it would be solved if the blood was replaced, the problem is how to do that. And that too, all the blood flowing in a human body at the same time.

If the replacement was not done at the same time, even if it was newly replaced, it would be mixed with the existing blood, so it was more important than anything else to replace all the blood at the same time.

Cough-.

That's why the treatment time was getting longer.

Because if all the blood in the body was not newly changed at once, it would be of no use.

Although blood was being abnormally newly produced now thanks to the Blood Heart Pill, if the efficacy ran out, such a foolish method of treatment would no longer be possible.

'Just a little... just a little more...'

Although he could see Jong Shingeon's pained face over his shoulder, Cheon Myeong could not stop.

Hadn't he told Jong Shingeon that he would do his best?

Jong Shingeon was also trying his best to endure now.

Even a ten-year-old child was enduring like that, but if he were to let go of his hands now, there would be nothing more unsightly.

Although Cheon Myeong was also quite tired now, he pushed himself further in the treatment to keep his promise.

"...Phew."

A light sigh. At the same time, Cheon Myeong took his hands off Jong Shingeon's back.

Cough- cough-.

Even though Cheon Myeong had taken his hands off his back, Jong Shingeon's cough did not stop.

However, compared to before, the amount of blood coming out of his mouth had decreased significantly, and after coughing a few more times, no more blood came out.

"Ah..."

Jong Seojun, who was watching him anxiously.

Since the words that the treatment was over had not yet come out of Cheon Myeong's mouth, he could not rashly approach.

'What happened?'

At a glance, it seemed that the treatment was over, as Cheon Myeong had taken his hands off.

And although an abnormal amount of blood had poured out, for some reason, Jong Shingeon also seemed to be in a better condition than he had thought.

But since there was nothing that he could properly understand in this situation, Jong Seojun had no choice but to be dumbfounded.

Phew-.

Cheon Myeong, who was catching his breath with a deep breath. And he was barely able to wipe the sweat from his face with his sleeve.

"The treatment is over."

First of all, Cheon Myeong said to Jong Seojun.

Because more than anything, the person who was waiting for his answer now would be Jong Seojun.

Although he would have wanted to intervene several times during the treatment, it was a small token of gratitude for having endured well as he had said.

"Then..."

"Yes, you can touch him now."

As soon as Cheon Myeong said that, Jong Seojun approached Jong Shingeon's side.

At the same time, a body that was falling forward.

Before his body completely fell forward, Jong Seojun was barely able to support Jong Shingeon's body.

"Geon-ah!"

"..."

He had certainly not looked so bad until just now.

No, since he had vomited so much blood, the reaction might have come late.

"...I'm okay."

As he was worrying about that, Jong Shingeon barely said in a small voice.

That's a relief.

Although he had thought for a moment that something might have gone wrong, although he looked quite tired, it seemed that the situation he was worried about would not come.

"He has lost his stamina now, so he will have to rest. Well, he must have been in pain after vomiting so much blood."

At that moment, Cheon Myeong said to Jong Seojun.

Although he could tell that Jong Shingeon was safe for now, in a way, there was still a more important fact left, right?

It would be safe to think that all the events until now were for the answer to the question he would ask from now on.

"The treatment... how did it go?"

Jong Seojun asked with a nervous voice.

And Jong Shingeon, who was catching his breath, also raised his head to hear Cheon Myeong's answer.

"It was a success."

"...What?"

"If he rests and recovers his stamina now, Shingeon will be able to live a normal life just like other children."

"..."

No one could speak.

The words that had just come out of Cheon Myeong's mouth were what this father and son had wished for their whole lives. That's why they couldn't believe that that wish had really come true.

"Congratulations."

"..."

"Shingeon-ah, congratulations to you too. Now you can wander outside freely as you wished."

"Really... can I do that now?"

"Of course. You don't have to be trapped in this room by yourself anymore."

Drip- drip-.

At that moment, tears began to well up in Jong Shingeon's eyes.

"Uh...? I'm happy... but why am I..."

"..."

"Thank... you... Cheon Myeong..."

In the end, Jong Shingeon could not finish his words and began to shed tears.

Tears that he had been secretly shedding alone in his room for the past four years.

Now, he would no longer have to hide his tears.

For the first time in four years, Jong Shingeon was able to return to the self he had been hiding until now and cry to his heart's content.

"..."

And watching him, Cheon Myeong was smiling quietly.

'Four years... it must have been very hard.'

Of course, the fact that the situation had become like this could be said to be a real coincidence.

If he had not gotten a Hyeol-su-yu from Jo Seokjin, and if he had not tried to make a Poison Transformation Pill with that Hyeol-su-yu. Furthermore, if he had just given up when Jong Seojun had kicked him out?

He would not have been able to know until the end the fact that a child had been suffering because of him in the past.

"..."

He didn't know if this was a coincidence or a necessity.

However.

Cheon Myeong was able to clear up one past in this place now.

* * *

Bow-.

Not only had Jong Seojun knelt in front of Cheon Myeong, but he was also bowing as if he were serving a superior.

Just ten days ago, this was something that could not have been imagined.

Not only had he made Cheon Myeong wait outside for several hours, but the appearance of him unhesitatingly saying that he disliked him to his face could no longer be found.

"I'm sorry, Young Master!"

Jong Seojun said to Cheon Myeong, prostrating himself on the floor.

His son's illness, which even he had not been able to do anything about until now. But because of Cheon Myeong's treatment, Jong Shingeon had been changed into a body that could live a completely normal life.

Of course, Jong Seojun was happier than anything else about that fact, but since the situation had become like that, the abusive words he had said to Cheon Myeong until now came to his mind.

"I hate you, Young Master."

Besides that, Jong Seojun had done all sorts of rude things to Cheon Myeong.

To be honest, wasn't it too unreasonable to blame Cheon Myeong for what had happened to Jong Shingeon?

Rather, if there was a fault, it would be with Cheon Jin, who had ordered him to save Cheon Myeong no matter what.

But since he could not resent Cheon Jin, Jong Seojun had been resenting Cheon Myeong until now, but now, the enemy had become a benefactor overnight.

A benefactor. A noble person. A great person.

No matter what words he attached, it was not enough, Jong Seojun was feeling grateful to Cheon Myeong. That's why, as soon as Jong Shingeon's stamina had recovered to some extent, he had immediately come to apologize to Cheon Myeong for his past mistakes.

"..."

Cheon Myeong, who was silently looking at Jong Seojun, who was prostrating himself on the floor and asking for forgiveness.

Generally, it would be the normal flow to say that it was okay and to make him get up, but to be honest, Cheon Myeong felt quite refreshed at this sight.

'Now he must be feeling the facts he did wrong to the bone.'

To say it now, what had he done so wrong?

His only fault was that he had fallen into Qi Deviation and had been on the verge of death.

Moreover, since that was also what the foolish guy of the past had done, not him who was here now, Cheon Myeong had no choice but to be in an unfair position.

Phew-.

Although he didn't feel like accepting that apology, hadn't he been doing this until now to restore his relationship with Jong Seojun?

And thinking that he had been able to save the life of one child, he didn't feel so bad.

Cheon Myeong thought so and said to Jong Seojun.

"Get up."

"I can't. With what face can I face you, Young Master..."

He knows.

Well, although it might just be words to please him, if he had raised his head right away without saying that, he would have been a little disappointed.

"I just cleared up the past."

"..."

"In that process, I have never resented you, Head, so you don't have to ask for forgiveness that much."

No, to be precise, there was once.

When he had waited outside the gate, he had felt a little resentful.

But it seemed better not to say that part.

Swish-.

As Cheon Myeong said that, the head that was cautiously raised.

But as if there was still guilt left, he did not raise his head completely.

"But it is true that you are my benefactor, Young Master. So please allow me to repay the favor I have received this time in the future."

"..."

A favor... there is no reason to refuse this.

Rather, he had been secretly hoping that Jong Seojun would become his side.

Moreover, since Jong Seojun seemed to be a loyal person, it seemed that he would help him, who had become his benefactor, in every way.

"Rather, I will ask you for a favor."

As Cheon Myeong said that, Jong Seojun raised his head completely with slightly widened eyes.

"From now on, I need people who will become my strength."

"..."

"Although I haven't gathered many such people yet, will you also become my strength in the future, Head?"

Swish-.

At that moment, Jong Seojun changed his posture.

That posture was the posture of a full prostration. And that meant absolute obedience to the opponent.

"I will serve you, Young Master, until the day my life ends."

Jong Seojun said to Cheon Myeong with his head bowed.

With this, it could be said that he had drawn two heads to his side.

Of course, although one was conditional... compared to when he had first come to the main headquarters with nothing, it could be said to be a great development.

'It was said that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.'

But he had already taken two steps.

Although it seemed that there was still a long way to go, Cheon Myeong felt that he had gotten a little closer to his destination.

(End of Chapter)