A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 300



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The place where the horse and the place moved was a certain forest.

There was nothing special about it, but it was strangely dark and had a strong yin energy.

There, Cheonma arrived in front of the cave and asked a question.

“What is temperament?”

Temperament.

It is the innate energy and constitution that a person possesses. It is often expressed as limbs or muscles and bones.

Also, if your temperament and martial arts skills do not match, you cannot become polarized, and changing this is a difficult and arduous task that can be called a miracle.

Just like Manseokgeuk fell into the state of Zhuhua obsession while trying to learn the art of the overlord.

When I brought up the common answer, Cheonma smiled and said.

“If you know that, you’ll understand quickly.”

“What are you talking about?”

“With your current temperament, you will never be able to complete the Heavenly Demonic Skill.”

“… … !”

It was a shocking announcement. But on the other hand, there were parts that hit home right away.

Every time I used the Heavenly Demon Sword, I felt like I was being overworked and like I was wearing clothes that didn’t fit.

That’s because it didn’t suit his temperament.

“So there is only one way for you to properly learn the Heavenly Demon Art.”

The corners of Cheonma’s mouth go up as if twisting.

“Change your flawed temperament even if it means dying.”

It’s an atrocious thing to even think about. But the answer is already set.

“I will change it. Somehow.”

“Of course it should be like that.”

Gooooooo!

A terrible murderous aura suddenly emanated from Cheonma’s body.

If he said he couldn’t do it, he would have cut off his head right away.

If Shin Seung couldn’t resist because the other person was too upright and gentle, then this person couldn’t say anything for fear of killing him.

Is this the difference between truth and fiction?

“But may I ask what is wrong with my temperament?”

To be honest, I don’t feel very good when people say I’m lacking something.

But don’t you think you’re considered quite smart?

When I looked at him blankly, Cheonma answered with a look of disbelief.

“Are you asking because you don’t know? Even though you have nine holes in your danjeon.”

Plague. My bones are so numb they’re almost falling apart.

“More than anything, you lack the will to kill.”

Does it mean to live? To be honest, if you blame the delay in the old system, I can understand, but this is a bit off.

Your hands are already too dirty to do that.

“I also cut a little when I have to.”

As I looked up at the horse with pride, he nodded toward the cave.

As I turned my gaze, a pair of gleaming eyes emerged from the darkness within.

“… … !”

A tremendous killing force. It is so rough and overwhelming that the hair on your entire body stands on end.

Who in the hell has such an unstoppable killing intent in this cave?

I took a step forward in astonishment.

Khaaaaang!

Then a roar erupts!

“White tiger… … ?!”

Surprisingly, the identity of this indiscriminate murderous spirit walking out of the cave was a white tiger, a spiritual being.

Sleek black stems on glossy, pure white fur.

It was a huge tiger that must have been at least 2 sheets (6m) long.

Judging by the scars all over his body and the blood soaking through his claws and teeth, it was clear that this guy was the one giving off the bad vibes in the area.

Since they ate all the beasts, the smell of corpses was bound to spread everywhere.

“Temperament is thought.”

The teachings of Cheonma began again.

When we say salt, we mean the thought of doing something.

“A beast born with the will to kill is filled only with thoughts of killing its opponent.”

Yes, it seems so. I see the white tiger in front of me, drooling, slowly approaching.

“The devil does not recognize a weak temperament.”

“So. Are you telling me to become a beast and kill someone?!”

Here it comes. The white tiger is coming!

“Khaaaaang!”

A white tiger running towards you with a roar!

Then Cheonma said this in a still calm voice.

“A temperament that overwhelms even those who harbor murderous intentions. That is the qualification of a Heavenly Demon.”

And at that moment!

Gooooooo!

An overwhelming killing energy emanated from his body that was enough to shake the heavens.

Shhhhhhhhhh!

At this, the mountain world staggered as if terrified, and time stopped as if breathing had stopped.

Even the spirits that rushed at me as if they were going to tear the world apart.

“This is the killing of the Heavenly Demon.”

Cheonma smiled and stroked the head of the white tiger that was trembling in thought before him.

Then, Baekho turns over on his stomach with trembling eyes and acts coquettish.

“Do you have anything to say?”

There’s no way. It’s so shocking that I have nothing more to say. If this is the nature of murder, then it’s only natural that I don’t have it.

No, who else but Cheonma could do this?

“doesn’t exist.”

When he admitted his own shortcomings, Cheonma smiled and turned around.

“If you want to learn how to kill, you must first become familiar with killing.”

“yes?”

“Three days. Try to survive in that cave during that time.”

“Are you talking about this guy?”

“You shouldn’t touch even a hair.”

“What is that… … .”

No, how am I supposed to survive in that narrow cave without touching it?

one.

“No, there’s a death penalty?!”

The horse disappeared into the sky, leaving behind only my words.

and.

“Kurrrrrr… … .”

As I turned my head, sweating profusely, the white tiger that had been acting cute slowly raised its heavy body and began glaring at me with a sidelong glance as if it was going to kill me.

“This is crazy… … !”

The hellish training was just beginning.

*

Cheonma Jinwookwang.

He flew up into the sky and took in the distant sun with his eyes.

Thinking of Jang Yi-seo, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

The master always tries to suppress his own killing, but he tries to instill killing in his disciple.

Isn’t it quite interesting that the inheritance goes in the opposite direction?

“You will become a demon like me, not a righteous one like my master.”

So.

“I will raise you. To a place where no one can climb. I will raise you.”

Of course, it will be difficult.

Jin Woo-kwang smiled faintly and flew up into the sky.

The tiger here is not just a white tiger, but a spiritual being born with all the energy of the sacred mountain.

It won’t be easy to survive three days without lifting a finger.

No, surviving itself is a miracle.

But Jang will overcome this too.

That must be the nature of a reversal.

And three days passed.

*

When Cheonma reappeared in the cave, Jang Yi-seo was standing there covered in blood.

Meanwhile, the white tiger lies exhausted, with broken teeth and ripped claws showing.

Judging from the scratch and bite marks on the wall, it looks like he attacked himself and got hurt.

I guess I kept my promise not to touch even a single hair.

‘You’ve put a lot of thought into it.’

Cheonma glanced at Jang Yiseo with indifferent eyes. It wasn’t just about surviving.

If you show off your martial arts skills, you’ll just be a tiny thing that can’t even be pointed at for a second.

What matters is how enlightened you are.

Learning the flesh is more difficult than learning any martial arts.

It was natural.

Can someone who is not normally like that change their personality overnight?

So, he was born with a white tiger and was made to live with it.

We spent three days together, so if you have the qualities, you must have seen and felt something.

“You managed to survive.”

As he spoke softly, Jang Yi-seo turned his head towards Baek-ho.

Well, those words really hit home.

The first day, we had to endure the tiger’s wrath without rest in this cramped cave.

An attack that never tires.

Endless roar.

But the hardest part was the white tiger’s eyes.

You have to keep looking into those eyes that are radiating endless life energy.

In order not to be overwhelmed by this, I had to continue to fight with myself.

“Now that little thing has served its purpose, do with it as you wish.”

“Are you saying that even if I kill you… it’s okay?”

“Yes.”

Cheonma smiles sinisterly.

If you have felt anything after seeing Baekho’s killing, Jang Yi-seo’s killing spirit will definitely have changed as well.

‘Show me your flesh.’

I waited with great anticipation.

But.

“Go.”

Clank! My expectations are shattered into pieces.

Jang Il-seo opened the way for him to survive. While I was watching absentmindedly, Baek-ho staggered up and left the place.

What are you doing?

I brought you here to teach you how to live. Why are you doing such a retarded thing?

Are you saying that there’s nothing you can do about your weak nature?!

“How dare you… … .”

Woohoo!

As Cheonma stretches out his hand, Jang Yiseo’s body floats into the air.

“Cough!”

Soon my prayers were choked and cold sweat poured down my face.

“Is this all you’re capable of?”

The easiest way to create flesh is through resentment and hatred.

If you can’t even raise a white tiger after spending three days with it, then you’re not only unqualified, you’re not even qualified to learn how to live.

My disappointment is so extreme that I feel like killing him. No, I should just kill him.

“What can you do when you can’t even kill a small creature? Just die.”

Gooooooo!

An eerie aura began to emanate from Cheonma’s eyes.

A killing power that cannot be compared to that of a white tiger!

This would be enough to suffocate anyone.

But.

“It’s not that I couldn’t do it, I just didn’t do it!”

Unexpected words came out of Jang Yi-seo’s mouth.

“what……?”

“Didn’t I tell you to do whatever you want?”

For a moment, Cheonma did not understand.

It’s not that his words are difficult.

I couldn’t understand Jang Seo, who was able to endure it with his eyes open even after being killed.

Even.

Gooooo!

Something even more unbelievable happened.

Murder.

Even though it was weak, the light emanating from those eyes that were glaring at me was definitely murder.

He was shooting that at me right now.

And then he even gives this advice:

“Isn’t the death penalty not just the death of a small creature?”

Shhhhhhh!

The mountains outside the cave began to shake and the earth began to rumble.

“under……?”

I was so dumbfounded that I gasped.

Look at this guy.

A guy who has never learned anything properly goes beyond the basics and spits out real death.

It’s like I taught him how to crawl and he got up and started running.

‘The easiest way to kill is through resentment and hatred. However, the essence is will. The almighty will that allows me to kill or save anyone with my own hands. Are you saying that I have already realized that?’

Since everything has already been cooked, there is no reason to kill such a small creature.

The corners of Cheonma’s mouth went up.

‘That’s interesting. I wonder how far you can go.’

Cheonma threw the iron book on the floor and said.

“… …Remember.”

Kwakwakwakwang!

The vast killing intent that extends from the body of the Heavenly Horse penetrates the heavens and earth.

Lightning strikes and my limbs tremble.

What the heck is this!

Jang-seo looked at Cheon-ma, remembering this moment when he couldn’t even breathe.

“This is the martial art that will change your temperament. It is the Gwicheonsalma Art.”

“… … !”

Before Jinwoo Kwang ascended to the throne of Cheonma.

A martial art that was reborn as my own after mastering the spirit-killing demon technique that I learned during my time as a Salhon Dae Salsu.

That was the Gwichon Salma Gong.

It’s like the foundation that made today’s Cheonma possible!

“You must follow me relentlessly. Whether you kill me or live. If you want to live the way you want.”

As I wish… … .

Jang Yi-seo nodded, swallowing his saliva.

No matter how long it takes, I will definitely get it done.

So, I will be reborn not as a spy, but as a Jang Seo of Cheonsan.

To live my life the way I want, without being swayed by anyone!

Until then, practice. And practice again.

‘I’ll be back soon.’

I finished giving a small greeting to my family.

and…….

Three years have passed.