Chapter 131: Faintly, Suddenly (1)
The old mans fingernails sliced through my skin, revealing bones and muscles beneath.
-Gasp-
Tendons snapped and arteries were severed, blood spurting out.
[Are you okay?]
Im fine.
Whether sliced by a knife or otherwise, my body quickly healed itself.
Its the power of the World Tree of Healing and potions.
Im fine.
Sensitized by the old mans strength, even the friction of skin against clothes felt like pins being driven into me.
Its bearable.
I felt more alive now than when my mind was fading in and out.
The realization that I could die at any moment.
The all-encompassing pain somehow made me smile.
A lot has changed overnight.
The old man, who had been quietly observing me, paused his torture to ask,
What did you use?
I had a nightmare.
Ha, it would be more believable to say that a tree did something.
I laughed off the old mans scoff.
Still
The old man, looking at me as if I were pitiful, also let out a hearty laugh.
I like the look in your eyes.
-Flash-
The old mans fingernail swiftly tapped my cornea.
Id love to gouge out those eyes.
If it heals, go ahead.
Did this guy eat a tiger overnight or something?
Disgusted, the old man withdrew his hand but didnt stop; he then plunged a blade into my thigh.
Pain was familiar from the start.
I simply lacked a compelling reason to laugh it off before.
[Are you really okay?]
Actually, I prefer this. I was just worried this might be a dream and Id wake up but feeling pain assures me this is reality.
It shouldnt be a cause for joy, yet it was.
Despite the absurdity, involuntary laughter kept bubbling up.
Seeing my face, the old man diligently extracted the knife from my thigh with a look of disgust.
Crazy guy. I thought Id just take a peek inside, but youve completely lost it. Even the old free-spirited folks werent as mad as you.
Arent you being a bit harsh?
Enough. Its a waste to do any more. Eish, tsk tsk I never planned to take someone who has given up on being human as my disciple.
In my eyes, youre hardly human either.
Dont talk back.
-Bang!
The old mans fist smashed into my head.
My body lurched forward, and my forehead slammed into the ground.
But you might be worth raising.
Thats fortunate then.
Rubbing the bulging lump on the back of my head, I stood up.
My head throbbed from losing too much blood.
Ive bled out embarrassingly much.
The surroundings were completely drenched in blood.
From the skin to vital organs like the lungs and liver, its natural.
I suffered every possible trauma one could endure in an hour.
Descend the mountain today. Ill slowly tell you where to start.
Are you taking me as your disciple?
Everything in its own time, you wretched thing. If you dont want to call my daughter your wife, then shut up.
The old man packed the used poison daggers into a bag he had brought.
Taking you in would drive the others crazy if they heard. Theres a martial arts contest coming up.
A martial arts contest?
I may command the Dowon, but not everyone follows me.
Dowon was like a martial world created by the Peach Tree family.
A small world of martial artists.
Naturally, there were other sects within DoWon.
Youll need to get your hands dirty for a while.
Shouldnt everything be settled with just one command if youre the Cheonma?
Yikes. Why is it that young folks lack understanding? It seems like lately, theres a rise in those unworthy even for a bite, so I plan to have you take care of them instead.
Right.
Cheondo murmured softly while fiddling with her teacup.
With every word she uttered, the vibration of her vocal cords was felt through my chest.
I want to know someday. Since weve come to share the same master.
Youll find out, though it might take a while.
Whats that? Get off me now, Im hot.
No.
Tch.
I slowly engraved the warmth felt through my palm into my heart.
Like animals remembering each others scent and touch.
It seemed to stabilize my distracted mind a bit.
I wont be here for long, anyway.
Would Cheondo remember me when we meet again in the future?
Thinking about it, my physique and appearance were completely different when I first met Cheondo.
I dont know. Anyway, changing the past doesnt change the present.
I had to take care of everything I could while I was here.
Even if I miss many people in reality, I have to endure for now.
I continued to stroke Cheondos hair, exhaling a warm sigh.
My left hand was still trembling.
It doesnt make sense. Youve already chosen a successor, and now youre saying youll take on another disciple?
Yes.
Youre of age; focusing on training a single successor would be more than enough.
Do you think my successor needs to be coddled like a newborn to become strong?
Hongyeon frowned deeply at the old mans words.
Youre not trying to play word games now, are you? At your age. Are you seeking some kind of elixir of life in this day and age?
Body Reformation. She wasnt expecting such mythical rejuvenation.
Nor was she seeking immortality elixirs like Emperor Qin.
The old man blew on the finger he had been cleaning his ear with.
Hongyeons brow furrowed even more.
You foolish girl. My successor is someone who can do well even without me.
How can I know that without seeing it with my own eyes? You said you wouldnt reveal your successor until your death.
Its because he has such talent that I chose him as my successor. Do you think my foresight is that shallow?
Hongyeon swallowed her curse at the Heavenly Demons rebuke.
In Dowon, the Heavenly Demon was a living legend and a deity.
Even if other sects were watching with keen eyes, they had to follow the Heavenly Demons words.
It might have been different in the past.
In the ancient martial world of China, there might have been those who took the Heavenly Demon lightly.
But in the current era, that martial world no longer existed. The age of righteousness and brotherhood was long gone, and nowadays, people even doubted whether such an era ever existed.
On the other hand, this place was a world created by and for the Heavenly Demon.
Yet, Hongyeon had to speak out, as she was responsible for leading after the Heavenly Demons passing.
Please focus on nurturing the successor,
Hes practically a successor already.
What kind of nonsense are you spouting now?
Having two successors complicated matters.
When the successors identity was revealed, if their followers split, it could lead to a war within Dowon.
After all, the current successor is growing well, isnt he? Even if the latecomer has sky-high talent, can he really surpass the current successor?
She thought she made a good point.
A smile formed on Hongyeons lips.
Hahaha, really?
However, the old man, the Heavenly Demon, just showed a bizarre smile.
That senile laughter he showed when playing strange tricks!
Could it be that things were going awry? Hongyeon shivered.
How about you fight him then?
Excuse me?
Arent you the leader? You might not have risen purely through skill, but you can handle the riffraff.
That, suddenly a duel
If you win, Ill reconsider taking that monkey-like guy as a disciple.
Reconsider, as if they were negotiating.
Hongyeon bit her lip reluctantly.
Without the Heavenly Demons clear approval, participating in the duel would bring her no benefit.
But as a martial artist herself, its natural to be angered by any suggestion of incompetence. Being a follower of the Heavenly Demon, she couldnt stand her own disgrace.
Lets do it. But if I win, you really need to reconsider taking him as a disciple.
Hongyeons sharp gaze pierced the old man.
Yet, he just kept smiling.
