A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 342



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342.

#The Monster’s Atonement

Gooooooo!

A tremendous amount of energy surges through Jang Yiseo’s body, and soon his bangs, which had been covering his face, flutter upwards.

and.

Kwaaaaaaah!

Inside, the blood demon roared, and the vicious killing intent that had been suppressed burst out from his eyes.

“Umm… … .”

This is an incredible magical energy that truly overwhelms imagination!

It means I won’t hide it anymore.

A mixture of indescribable emotions appeared on Seogeom’s face.

And Jang-seo spoke with a completely different, more timid atmosphere than before.

“Let me say hello again. I am Jang Seo, the vice-religious leader of the Cheonmasingyo sect. My younger brother Yoon… … . How is he?”

Seogeom swallowed a sigh of regret.

As I was putting the needle in, I found two traces inside his body.

One was a strange danjeon with nine holes, and the other was that there was a devil hiding there that he never wanted to remember.

The devil.

So I was skeptical. I reassured myself hundreds, thousands of times that it couldn’t be true.

But seeing and hearing it in person like this, it feels like the sky is falling.

Jang Seo.

He is the older brother of Seon-yu, his own disciple, and an agent of the dark world raised by the Murim Alliance.

I really thought it was him.

It was three years ago that I found out about the terrible bad relationship between us.

It was after his disciple, the military commander Gu Ja-gi, died.

I found out everything then, and although I had never met him, the name Thunder Demon always came to mind.

At first, I felt sad and sorry, and at some point, I felt anxious.

I wonder if I will ever take Seonyu to the Demonic Cult. It may be selfish, but I cannot lose my disciple.

So, ever since I started talking about my younger sibling, I’ve been feeling an inexplicable sense of unease.

‘How are you…?’

I definitely didn’t think it was true, but the trembling in his voice was so strange.

So, I made a proposal right away.

‘Go quietly. Back where you were.’

But… … .

I really thought he was a brain demon. And he was Han Moo-young’s disciple.

My heart ached as if the magic pouring out was a sin resulting from their own mistakes.

one.

Seogeom dispersed his complicated feelings and spoke with a firm look in his eyes.

“… … It’s Seonyu.”

At this, Jang Yi-seo’s head slightly turns and his eyes become sharper.

“It’s not your younger brother Yun-i, it’s Seon-yu, Hwa-san’s disciple.”

Gooooooo!

There is an explosive tension between the two. There is not an inch of compromise.

In fact, it was much more intense than when we first met without knowing anything.

It was as if the Great Master of the Volcano and the Vice-Chief of the Demonic Cult were locked in a bloody battle over the world!

“As a disciple of the volcano… … That’s what it should be like. If you want the Central Plains to be safe.”

This is truly arrogant. To make such a bold threat in front of the world’s greatest sword.

I could tell because it was the best sword in the world.

‘This guy… … was hiding his strength.’

Kwaaaah!

It was Yakgwa who showed the sword of God called Geukro, or the sword that imitated him exactly like Muyeong.

The power of the celestial demon he possesses is not far behind that of the celestial demon.

‘This is a disaster for the martial arts world.’

The disciple of Muyeong, whom Shinju Ojeol revered, succeeded Cheonma.

Even the best agent who was abandoned by the Murim Alliance and held a grudge.

If this isn’t a disaster, then what is?

At that moment, a murderous look appeared in Seogeom’s eyes without him knowing.

Okay then.

“Are you planning to make me your brother’s enemy?”

“… … !”

“Don’t do it. Unless you want to see the Central Plains fall to the Demonic Cult before the Blood Cult.”

I swallowed my saliva. Jang-seo turned his head and spoke in passing, but I could feel it.

That it is not just words, but that you have the position and ability to make it a reality.

Even if we get rid of it here, that’s not the end, it’s the beginning of a nightmare.

‘When on earth did you grow up to be such a big shot?’

Surely, even three years ago when I was working as a brain surgeon, it wouldn’t have been like this.

But that was why I couldn’t understand it even more. No, I couldn’t accept it at all.

“How can a disciple of Muyeong, who is also a member of the Demonic Cult, utter such wicked words! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself before your master?!”

To them, Muyeong is like a hidden hero.

But Seogeom made too many mistakes. Jang-i-seo eventually burst into laughter and said.

“I guess you forgot.”

“What?!”

“Where were you when he was in the blind.”

“What is that… … .”

“Secret branch of the Murim Alliance rock carvings.”

“… … !”

“Where do you think they sent Master?”

“S, no way… … .”

Seogeom felt dizzy.

No, just thinking about it makes my heart sink.

“Muyeong… … is said to have been in Cheonsan?”

Jang Yi-seo did not answer, but his coldly closed lips spoke for themselves.

Seogeom was at a loss. On the other hand, he finally understood everything.

The reason why I couldn’t find Muyeong no matter how hard I searched.

The reason why no one even heard the news.

The reason why no records remained even though the royal family was attacked.

This was because the seniors burned all the materials for fear that the name of the department would be tarnished.

because…….

Because they had to hide their sins of sending orphans to be spies!

A mystery box that had never been solved before has been opened.

‘Karma has been passed down through generations.’

Both Muyeongdo and Jang Iseodo were abandoned by the Murim Alliance to the Demonic Cult.

My eyes were shut tightly in despair and guilt.

But inside the opened box were bigger things.

‘Wait a minute. Didn’t you say there was a death penalty earlier? Then, is Muyeong’s disciple in the Demonic Cult again… ?

When I opened my eyes again, Jang-seo answered as if he had expected it.

“Who in the world can succeed the Master?”

“no way!”

Seogeom, who had jumped up from his seat, muttered while shaking his body.

A name that I never want to bring up comes to mind.

“Cheonma Jinwookwang… …!”

Jang Yiseo laughs. Seogeom screams inside.

How could such a bizarre thing happen? But there was one last mystery left in the box.

Seogeom muttered, half-asleep.

“Then Muyeong… … .”

Yes. The identity of the person that Shinju Ohjeol so revered and wanted to find.

“The Heavenly Horse of the Great Heavens, Mugeuk.”

Kwakwakwakwang!

Thunder crashed dozens of feet into my head.

My hands and feet were shaking and I felt like all the blood was draining out of me.

It was not that Shin Ju-o-jeol was unaware of Han Moo-young’s news. He had been listening to it continuously.

Under the name of Cheonma.

So, this child in front of you.

He was the disciple of Muyeong, the older brother of Seonyu, and the disciple of Cheonma Jinwookwang.

‘How can a relationship continue like this?’

Seogeom slumped back down on his seat. He simply couldn’t find the strength to stand.

Even though he had lived a life so ruthless that he was called the evil of the West by Sima Weidao, he no longer had the courage to push it away.

Who would dare to accuse this child of being a mine?

Who would dare tell this child not to walk on the main road?

No. At least, it shouldn’t be like that on New Year’s Day.

It was they who pushed away the master, and it was they who pushed away this child.

But by what qualifications!

“Do you… … resent us?”

In the end, Seogeom asked with difficulty. His feelings were already crushed, and as an adult of that age, he was filled with only guilt.

Jang Yi-seo also withdrew his fierce gaze and answered.

“Now, what does it matter?”

That’s right. It’s already happened.

The words “I’m sorry” rose to my throat, but I felt bad even saying them.

I was yelling at this kid to leave.

It was ugly. It was really ugly. Finally, Seogeom’s mouth opened with difficulty.

“Seonyu… … had a very hard time.”

News from his younger brother. A dark shadow forms between Jang Il-seo’s eyebrows.

“It must have been because the death of the master was suspicious.”

I understood in an instant. That day in Sacheon, Yun-i had faced herself.

‘brother……?’

I couldn’t forget the look in his eyes looking at me at that time.

Later, Gu Ja-gi’s death was covered up as the death of a great soldier, and Jeok Ah-rin was put forward as the suspect, but I must have been suspected.

He is the enemy who killed my master.

“After that, Seonyu… … .”

“Okay. I’ll stop listening.”

Jang Yiseo shook his head with a bitter expression.

“Anyway, this is a child who has to go down a different path from me. For Yoon-i’s sake, it would be better for us to live without knowing each other.”

The expression on Seogeom’s face becomes filled with complexity.

The older brother’s earnest heart for his younger brother could be felt so desperately in the midst of his indifference that it made him even more pitiful.

“So you don’t have to make that face. I’ll leave on my own when the time comes anyway.”

“that……!”

“Just pretend you don’t know about me. If the leader finds out, he might throw a tantrum and say he won’t accept help from the Demonic Cult even if it means dying.”

He left. Soon, Jang-seo gave a harsh farewell and went out.

After a moment of hesitation that felt like an eternity, Seogeom picked up the sword placed in the corner and chased after him.

And then I shouted at his back as he went outside.

“Take this sword!”

Jang I-seo, who was leaving, turned his head. Then, he saw the pure white sword he had held out.

It’s a thousand-dollar sword.

Why are you doing this to me?

No, there was something even stranger than that.

The sword was radiating a clear immortal energy like a mist.

It wouldn’t happen on its own, it was the sword breathing its own energy into it.

‘What are you thinking?’

Are you really going to burn my magic with your sword? Even if you had such an arrogant thought, it would be meaningless.

Since you have already awakened to the unity of yin and yang, there is no harm in practicing Zen.

I took a step toward him, full of doubts.

And the moment I grab the sword.

Hwaaaaah!

It felt like a tremendous amount of energy was being sucked into my body!

Internal energy?! No. This isn’t energy, it’s the true energy of the mind!

In an instant, it passed through the dantian and rose like smoke towards the Baihui point.

There was no time to prepare for defense. No, there was no room to prepare for defense.

The spirit of the mind. Because it was literally an illusory energy without a form!

The moment when my mind is filled with shock and the final scream completely takes hold in my head without a trace.

Chaenggrang!

My pupils dilated and a new world unfolded before my eyes as if a glass curtain had shattered.

It was a vast universe.

A place where countless stars are embroidered in the distance, shining like elegant swords.

Before I could even question it, the old man’s voice, as fresh as a fresh breeze, rang out from afar.

[The stars are countless, but what good are they if they are not mine? If there is one among them that touches my heart, I will devote myself to it.]

Soon, my mind’s eye turned to one of the countless stars.

An unusually dark and small star that is not visible.

[Whenever my hand reaches it, it is my sword.]

The body that slowly rose to the surface was drawn away as if possessed, and before I knew it, the star was spread out before my eyes.

‘ah…….’

I saw it.

A single sword that rises elegantly in a translucent form, emitting a soft light.

Formless sword.

I get it.

This universe is the realm of God. Each of those many stars is a divine skill.

Also, the fact that I, who have yet to reach the realm of enlightenment, was able to dare to glimpse this place was all thanks to the will of the West Sword.

He was teaching me the invisible sword.

The sacred path that leads to this place and into the realm of the gods!

Chaenggrang!

The world breaks apart again and we return to the present.

The thick fog cleared, and the once bright sky darkened and became filled with twinkling stars.

It was hard to describe in words, but it felt like if I could use my sword to manifest the intangible sword at any moment.

The ultimate chance to obtain a divine weapon!

‘Why on earth… … .’

And although it wasn’t seen, it was felt.

That he was in that dark cabin.

‘I have sinned greatly against you and your master. I hope that this will atone for my past mistakes even a little bit… … .’

The last thread of thought left by the sword gently touched my heart.

As I lower my head, the white sword in my hand tells me that this is not a dream.

What a fool he is. Why would he do something like this when it wasn’t his fault…

I took a deep breath, my heart feeling much heavier.

and.

chuck!

He politely raised his ticket toward the cabin.

‘I will definitely use the invisible sword you taught me for justice.’

This is the least I can do to repay the one who taught me.

The evil spirit of Akduho.

That’s how my meeting with Seogeom ended.

Now it’s time to go back.

As a tiger!