Chapter 58 : Chapter 58
Chapter 058 : Hell Poison Demon
Cheon Deung-jin's expression hadn't been good since she woke up.
"Are you awake, Young Palace Head?"
After arriving at the North Sea Ice Palace, the one who took charge of Cheon Deung-jin was Wi Ji-yeong, who used to be Hyeokryeon Yeom's maid.
Thanks to that, Cheon Deung-jin was able to find out a bit more information about Hyeokryeon Yeom.
'The Young Master and the Young Palace Head are in a relationship promising marriage. Although it was decided regardless of their will.'
So to speak, it was a political marriage.
However.
'It didn't seem like that kind of atmosphere.'
As proof, Cheon Deung-jin became a forgotten person to Hyeokryeon Yeom as soon as she arrived at the North Sea Ice Palace.
Of course, she had to circulate Extreme Yin Qi within her body.
He said he was busy because he had to ask the Ice Palace's Young Palace Head to infuse Extreme Yin Qi into Cheon Deung-jin.
'Why do I feel bad?'
She kept imagining Seol Ye-rin and Hyeokryeon Yeom together.
So today, on the day of the engagement ceremony, she was a little late to the ceremony.
Because for some reason, she didn't want to see the Ice Palace's Young Palace Head and Hyeokryeon Yeom holding their engagement ceremony.
But then,
Boom!
It seemed there were people who wanted that besides Cheon Deung-jin.
Cheon Deung-jin, who witnessed the engagement ceremony hall exploding firsthand, shouted.
"Miss Wi Ji, find Young Master Hyeokryeon quickly!"
"Yes, Young Palace Head! Thank you for your understanding!"
Following behind Wi Ji-yeong who quickly unfolded her movement arts, Cheon Deung-jin grasped the situation.
As the Young Palace Head of the Potala Palace, being attacked like this was practically a daily routine, so Cheon Deung-jin knew all too well how to move during an attack.
"Evacua......."
Cheon Deung-jin, who was about to shout at people to evacuate, stopped her slow run.
Because she realized that the people gathered here were people who had absolutely no need to evacuate.
Rather,
'Who on earth attacked?'
Cheon Deung-jin felt pity for the attackers who raided the Ice Palace.
***
"It seems there are plenty of people congratulating us on our engagement day?"
"Indeed. I didn't know they would congratulate us to this extent."
Even before we entered the engagement ceremony hall, martial artists with their faces covered in masks stormed towards Seol Ye-rin and me.
'To think they broke through despite the order to strengthen the outer perimeter security.'
Stupid bastards.
I fully realized how much of a dragon's pool and tiger's den the current Ice Palace was.
A situation where the Clan Heads of the Demonic Cult's Five Great Demon Clans and the strongest forces of the Ice Palace were gathered in one place.
They might have expected to deal with the key figures of the Ice Palace all at once,
'It won't be easy.'
Of course, it was clear they had a separate objective.
"Miss Seol, please come behind me."
"Pardon?"
Crack crackle-
Seol Ye-rin, who instantly froze the masked man who approached right in front of her into an ice statue, asked back.
"No, I think it will be fine if we each take care of the people in front of us."
It seemed Seol Ye-rin could survive well on her own even without my protection.
Whoosh-
While burning the masked man, I tried to figure out where the attackers came from.
'Since rumors have spread in the Jianghu that the Ice Palace and the Demonic Cult are trying to form a blood alliance through an engagement ceremony.'
It had to be considered highly likely to be the Saphaeryeon or the Murim Alliance.
"Kill the Young Palace Head!"
Swish swish!
The masked men began to throw daggers.
They were targeting Seol Ye-rin rather than me.
Whoosh-
Creating a wall of fire by making flames soar, I asked Seol Ye-rin.
"It seems what the enemies are targeting is undoubtedly Miss Seol."
"So?"
"Aren't you afraid?"
"What is there to be afraid of when the Small Snow Squad Captain is here?"
"Young Palace Head! Captain!"
Just in time, the Small Snow Squad returned.
***
The leader of the masked men covering their faces.
Namgung Ho, affiliated with the Murim Alliance's Exorcism Sword Squad, stared at Hyeokryeon Yeom and Seol Ye-rin, then looked to the side.
At first glance, it looks like only masked men from the Exorcism Sword Squad are gathered together.
'Are those guys... guys from the Saphaeryeon?'
Masked men harboring killing intent were also visible.
It seemed the Saphaeryeon also made a move on the information that the Ice Palace and the Demonic Cult were joining forces.
Just as Namgung Ho predicted.
Jin Sa-wol, affiliated with the Saphaeryeon's Iron Sand Squad, was also examining the other masked men out of the corner of her eye.
'They are Murim Alliance guys?'
Although they are wearing masks, the energy they harbor is very pure.
It seemed the Murim Alliance guys also found it troublesome for the Ice Palace and the Demonic Cult to form a blood alliance.
Usually, the Murim Alliance and Saphaeryeon bare their teeth at each other.
But because they have a common goal and even covered their faces, the two groups could join forces.
Because from the perspective of those occupying the Central Plains, the unification of the Outer Region Murim forces could be considered a crisis for themselves.
'The target is.'
'The North Sea Ice Palace's.'
'Young Palace Head.'
The moment Namgung Ho and Jin Sa-wol, who exchanged opinions only with their eyes, rushed towards Seol Ye-rin again,
"How dare you ruin the Young Master's engagement ceremony!"
"To threaten the Young Palace Head!"
"To delay meal time!"
"Small Snow Squad, arrived!"
Wi Ji-yeong, Eun Bin, Tae Un-seo, and Baek Mu-yong revealed themselves in front of Seol Ye-rin and Hyeokryeon Yeom, blowing away the masked men.
"Strike!"
A chaotic battle began.
Although both groups were targeting Seol Ye-rin, it was a difficult situation to break through the flame wall I raised and the ice wall Seol Ye-rin created.
In between, as Eun Bin and Tae Un-seo began to slice the arms and legs of the masked men while wielding their swords.
Namgung Ho, unable to watch any longer, shouted.
"Unfold the sword formation!"
Chwa-ruruk-
The masked men who gathered in an instant began to unfold a sword formation.
"Support the rear!"
Jin Sa-wol kept pace.
With the sword formation in front and daggers flying from behind, it was quite annoying.
Furthermore.
Whish-
Boom!
As the flying daggers exploded, they even generated a sandstorm.
A situation where it was problematic no matter where the sword flew from as vision was also obscured.
However,
"Hah!"
Baek Mu-yong slammed his heavy sword onto the ground.
Rumble.
The ground shook, and an opening appeared between the masked men.
Flutter-
A pair of butterflies flew into that opening.
"Flame Butterfly."
"Danger!"
Namgung Ho, who saw the red butterflies, quickly raised his sword and tried to cut the butterflies.
Clang-
'What?'
Even though he struck down the butterflies, it felt like hitting iron.
"That, its hardness has increased now."
Having learned the Iron Blood Divine Art of the Iron Venerable, one of the Ten Venerables under the Heavens, I developed the Flame Butterfly even further.
"Iron Flame Butterfly Blood."
The moment the flame butterflies wrapped in iron flapped their wings.
Slash!
"Aaaagh!"
Blood spurted like a fountain.
Whoosh!
Following that, a huge flame soared.
"With this, it would have been fine even if we didn't come to help, right?"
Wi Ji-yeong said while throwing a flying dagger.
Clang- Clang-
The masked men swung their daggers intending to deflect the flying dagger flying towards them, but.
"Why! Cough-"
They also couldn't deflect the dagger as if it was wrapped in iron armor.
While returning to the Ice Palace, I passed down the Iron Blood Divine Art to everyone.
The Small Snow Squad, having become able to graft the Iron Venerable's martial art that makes the body sturdy.
"You've become strong."
"A month has passed, hasn't it?"
Strength in martial arts is proportional to time.
Especially through the secret manual of one of the Ten Venerables under the Heavens, the Small Snow Squad had grown one level further.
"Me too."
Boom.
As Seol Ye-rin stomped her foot,
Vibration wrapped around the masked men.
"Words are......."
Without even being able to bring up the story that it's impossible.
Crack crackle-
The masked men into whom Extreme Yin Qi was injected through the ground turned into ice statues just like that.
"The Extreme Yin Qi......."
"I didn't just play around for a month either."
Thinking I should not offend Seol Ye-rin, I stared at the only two people who hadn't fallen.
"You guys are the leaders."
Namgung Ho and Jin Sa-wol muttered seeing the guys who knocked down dozens of members with just six people.
"As expected, the blood alliance between the North Sea and the Demonic Cult... seems dangerous."
"Here......."
"It seems we agree."
Dash-
The two people turned around and started running.
As soon as the judgment stood that the outcome was too clearly decided, they executed the Thirty-Six Stratagems.
"We can't let them go!"
"Wait."
I stopped Wi Ji-yeong who was about to chase.
"You're not chasing?"
"I think it will be fine."
I looked at the person standing firm behind the two fleeing masked men.
It might have been a more excellent choice not to run away.
"Who is... that person?"
"Hell Poison Demon. Yayul Cheon-ung. The Clan Head of the Yayul Demon Clan."
Splosh!
The two people who appeared to be the leaders of the masked men melted into a handful of bloody water in an instant.
"Bug-like bastards are being bothersome."
Too easily, the raid incident was tidied up.
***
The Hell Poison Demon, Yayul Cheon-ung looked at the two people in splendid attire.
First, Seol Ye-rin's beauty was beautiful enough to say a fairy had descended.
What caught Yayul Cheon-ung's eye more than such beauty was,
'Third Young Master.'
The scoundrel, Third Young Master had completely changed.
Just as the Second Young Master, Hyeokryeon Mu said, he was surprised.
He knew he had an Extreme Yang Body, but he didn't know he would be handling it freely.
Not stepping forward until dealing with the masked men was also all to confirm Hyeokryeon Yeom's martial prowess.
He looked to the side.
The gaze of the Yayul Demon Clan's Young Clan Head, Yayul Jin, who was standing with his mouth wide open, was directed towards the Ice Palace's Young Palace Head rather than Hyeokryeon Yeom.
'Stupid guy.'
Even knowing that comparing one's child with others is the most heartbreaking thing, Yayul Cheon-ung couldn't help but compare Yayul Jin and Hyeokryeon Yeom.
Because the Cult Leader's sons are all outstanding guys without exception, but his only child was far lacking compared to those guys.
'By the way... if the First Young Master sees this appearance, it will be an uproar.'
The First Young Master is a figure with immense ambition.
He was a man who possessed the desire not only to become the Young Cult Leader of the Divine Cult but also to command the Five Great Demon Clans when he becomes the next Cult Leader.
Especially, he is a figure who must stand out the most in all aspects.
Therefore, he remembers him always keeping the Second Young Master and Third Young Master in check.
Thanks to that, Hyeokryeon Mu only trained in martial arts without engaging in external activities.
And the Third Young Master grew up as a fool who only did scoundrel-like things.
'...Was what I was thinking until just a moment ago.'
It wasn't.
Hyeokryeon Yeom was deceiving all the Divine Cult members.
'Did the Cult Leader know this?'
Then the story changes.
Hyeokryeon Yeom, who is scheduled to become the live-in son-in-law of the North Sea Ice Palace.
And Hyeokryeon Geuk, who is scheduled to become the Young Cult Leader of the Divine Cult.
Naturally, it is correct for the Yayul Demon Clan to support Hyeokryeon Geuk.
However,
'Isn't it regrettable.'
Yayul Cheon-ung, who witnessed the martial arts Hyeokryeon Yeom unfolded just now, could discover the appearance of the Heavenly Demon, Hyeokryeon Hwi, who swept through the Murim with him in the past, from Hyeokryeon Yeom.
His ruthless hand against enemies, and how he protects what he wants to protect by any means.
Hyeokryeon Yeom's appearance of protecting those who came into his embrace was exactly to Yayul Cheon-ung's liking.
Enough to think for a moment that it would be good if the Young Cult Leader of the Divine Cult became Hyeokryeon Yeom, not Hyeokryeon Geuk.
'No.'
It's not too late yet.
If the Yayul Demon Clan can entice Hyeokryeon Yeom well.
This engagement.
Couldn't it be something that can be undone?
If that happens, he might be able to reorganize the hegemony of the Divine Cult.
'What should I do?'
But in the current situation, postponing the engagement ceremony is also not possible... wait?
Naturally, Yayul Cheon-ung's gaze directed towards Seol Ye-rin.
'Hrmmm.'
There was still exactly one way left to postpone the engagement ceremony.