A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 60



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60.

#Found the clue (3)

It was clearly a poisonous attack. But how? Jang-seo was dazed. Ma-ui clearly had not made any defenses. He also did not see where he would attack.

But how did he know that I was going to hit him on the back of his hand and immediately use poison?

The magician opened his eyes and asked.

“Now, what do you think? Do you think the poison appeared in my hand because of my will, or because of my poisonous will?”

Bang! The moment Jang Yi-seo heard those words, he felt a thunderclap in his mind.

Is that what it means when a bet is a spirit?

This was a similar situation to Mao.

Didn’t the yang energy naturally seep into the injured area to heal it, and eventually, didn’t the body find the point of impact on its own to protect itself from injury?

If we interpret this according to the magician’s words, it is because his yang energy is that smart.

The same was true for the devil.

The poison circulating within his body took its own defensive action.

It learned by itself through repeated actions and reacted automatically.

‘As expected, if you teach one, you will know ten.’

As Jang Yi-seo became lost in thought, Ma-ui smiled happily. Then, as if he was eager to teach, he opened his mouth excitedly.

“Yes, you are right. And the internal energy you have obtained is that of the Heavenly Demon, the pinnacle of magic. Naturally, you will be smarter than anyone else.”

“ah…….”

A heartfelt exclamation came out of Jang Yiseo’s mouth.

And as the walls inside me crumble, my eyes open to new possibilities.

‘perhaps…….’

I think I found a way to cure the chronic kidney disease.

*

Jang Yi-seo was silent for a while.

He just sat there silently, lost in thought, without any change in expression.

Ma-ui also saw this and did not say a word, but just made his own drink. He was also one of the very few absolute beings who had attained enlightenment and reached the highest level.

Because I knew very well what a miraculous moment Jang Seo was in right now.

By the time the eighth glass of alcohol was emptied.

Jang Yiseo calmly stood up, took the lottery ticket politely, and greeted him.

“I received a lot of help from the elder. I will definitely remember this favor.”

“Haha, I told you he’s someone you don’t see often at our school. He would have been better suited to the political faction.”

It’s not a match, it’s a political party. Jang-seo tried hard to hide his feelings, smiled faintly, and sat down again.

At this, the magician, in a rare good mood, showed a gum-like smile that he didn’t usually show and poured me a glass of alcohol.

“I wondered what kind of person you were when the Lord asked me to look after your body like that. Now that I think about it, I understand why everyone cares about you.”

Did the owner of the land even say something like that? Jang-seo opened his eyes wide and felt truly grateful to him.

Then again, Ma-ui read his expression and muttered with a pleased face.

“If a young man is quick to spread his wings and show his respect, he’s bound to sway the hearts of many older men. You’re exactly like that.”

“I’m not that good of a guy. But I will definitely complete the task you’ve given me. Even if I die because I can’t find a cure, I will finish the job.”

“You’re pretty good at speaking too.”

What is it? It feels strangely cheap because you put gold on the end of every word. I think I’ve seen a similar reaction somewhere.

Jang Yi-seo tilted his head and immediately asked what he should do.

“You said Gwangyi earlier. You mean the one who created the unmarried mountain that the slaughterhouse had?”

“Yeah. He’s a very unique guy.”

“Do you know him?”

“His name is Gongsunjeol. Most people don’t know him well, but I do. We studied together under the same teacher.”

The death penalty of the devil. It was an unfamiliar story that I had never heard before. Jang-i sat up straight and listened to his story.

“Although not as much as me, he was originally an outstanding talent. However, he was a man of greed. He liked how to harm others more than how to save them.”

“Isn’t that the same for the elders too?”

“Tsk.”

“If not, I’m sorry.”

“right.”

He’s a really hard person to talk to. Jang Il-seo tried to smile and gestured for him to continue.

“If there was a difference, it would be that I would revive him completely if I wanted to, but I would only be satisfied if I received at least one good limb in return for letting him live. For example, if I were to cure a blind man, I would cut off both his legs.”

“crazy…….”

Jang-seo found himself cursing without realizing it. Are there really such crazy congressmen?

Hana Doksanma said with a hearty laugh, seeming to really like this strong reaction.

“Yeah. That’s why his nickname is broad. He’s a total lunatic.”

It’s definitely a fitting nickname. A congressman who takes his limbs in exchange for favors.

“But the guy who stole the secret book from Cheonmajeon over 20 years ago has shown up again… … I feel uneasy.”

Wow, Cheonmajeon? He really is a complete lunatic.

“Are you saying he has other intentions?”

“We need to figure that out now.”

Tak. Doksanma stood up from his seat, striking his cane. He was done talking. He was not the type of gentleman to enjoy talking in detail.

Jang-seo got up with a rather serious face and escorted him up the stairs.

“We will contact you as soon as we find it.”

“Okay, then. But… … .”

Doksanma slowly turned around in front of the stairs. Then he licked his lips and asked.

“Why did you have to be the assistant of Chilsogung?”

“Well… … .”

That’s because the mission came from the rock carving, Jang I-seo answered with a bright smile.

“Somehow… I think it wouldn’t be bad if the Seven Princes became the master of the religion.”

Ma Yi’s eyes widened. Are you serious? Zhang Yi nodded softly at the words conveyed through his eyes. And at that moment, Mao’s voice rang out loud.

“Hahahahaha! I’m a genius-!”

Jang Il-seo scratched the area under his eyes. Then Ma-ui spoke with serious eyes.

“Don’t waste your time on something that has no chance. If you want another position, I’ll always provide one for you.”

“Haha, go.”

“Come on time.”

The magician waved his hand and went down the stairs. Jang Yi-seo let out a shallow sigh at the unexpected encounter with the magician.

Then he returned to his original seat and sat down with a thud.

After Cheonma and Horongdangju, now Yukjangro. What should I say? It feels like I’m finally starting to seep into the real Demonic Cult.

The problem is… … it doesn’t feel that bad.

“Hey, Jang-seo! Did you see that? I just came down from there to Yukjang-ro! First of all, don’t eat anything. Anything. There’s a high chance of poisoning. No, this is poisoning-!”

As Zhang Yishu glanced over the railing, Mao was waving his arms and making a fuss below. Meng Hui was next to him, putting his finger in his mouth and vomiting.

“Whew, there’s a long way to go.”

Jang Yi-seo shook his head at the unexpected sound of the drum, lifted his glass, made eye contact, and downed it in one gulp.

“Ah, no! Jang I-seo was poisoned!”

What a noisy day.

And so the second banquet ended.

*

The next day.

Jang-seo, who woke up early, sat cross-legged in a room on the second floor of the annex overlooking the garden.

It was because of the horse I got from the deal with Samajun of Doksanma who suddenly appeared last night.

‘If the internal energy is something that resembles only the most pure and noble spirits of nature, then what else could it be if not a spirit?’

A bet is also a spirit with a will. So, if the movement is repeated, the bet remembers the path.

then.

‘If I were to set the path for the Heavenly Demon’s magic energy to move from the beginning. That is, if I were to create my own fortune-telling technique and create a path that would not fall through the nine holes. Then, wouldn’t the problem be solved?’

This was it.

The clue to the solution that Jang Il-seo found yesterday. The reason why people become addicted to magic is because it is leaked out in advance through the rules.

In other words, if we could just stop this, the problem of life and death would be solved immediately.

Of course… … it was definitely not as easy as I thought.

‘Right now, my danjeon is like a jar with holes in a row like a danso. So, in order to let my internal energy out, I have to go through all nine holes.’

In other words, it was a given that if you couldn’t block all nine, you would lose the bet. Because of that, the bet wouldn’t build up and you wouldn’t be able to reach the peak.

‘Besides, my internal energy is a formless halo of light.’

As a result, more bets were made, and in the end, the amount of internal energy consumed for even small movements was much greater than that of others.

Woohoo!

As Jang Yi-seo placed both hands on his lower abdomen and began to breathe, thick magical energy poured out from his body.

The beginning of the Great Circulation.

Then I felt it clearly. The light of the ascending bet was partially escaping through the nine holes, and gradually losing control, it dispersed into the fog and disappeared.

It’s a given.

The only things that can hold the bet are the dantian and the meridians.

‘As expected, there is no way to prevent the escape by simply sending a bet. But… … . What if another way opens up? If the Heavenly Demon’s magic remembers my will and follows it as the demon said. Then the path will soon become the place where the bet passed.’

Woohoo!

Jang-seo put both hands together on his lower abdomen as if he were drawing a water sign. Then, a dark light radiated out. To be exact, it was a light radiating from his lower abdomen.

Instead of raising the bet all the way, they voluntarily let it all go into the first hole.

It was so-called reverse thinking.

A bet that goes outside the dantian will lose control over time, disperse, and disappear.

But when you have control, if you constantly direct your bets in the direction you want them to go.

So, little by little, if we pave the way, little by little, we pave the way again.

Then, there is the crazy theory that one day, the demonic energy of the Heavenly Demon who repeats this can create a passageway for it to return to the dantian.

“Umm… … .”

Of course, the aftereffects were serious. Jang was immediately groaning in pain.

It was natural.

It was as if I was voluntarily addicting my body to magic.

Thump, thump, thump.

My heart started beating uncontrollably as the magic scattered throughout my body, and my tendons gradually turned black.

Jooruk. Blood was running down the corner of his mouth, and his mind was becoming increasingly confused.

But Jang Yi-seo’s inner self was full of smiles.

At first, it was because he realized that the Heavenly Horse’s magical energy, which had been scattered throughout his body, was gradually following the path he had created.

‘It’s coming. It’s definitely following.’

Jang didn’t stop there, he continued to create and create paths upwards outside the dantian so that the bet could go further.

‘Just a little more. Just a little more. The ninth hole is almost here… … .’

It creates a Milky Way-like halo of light that exits the first hole and returns to the last, ninth hole.

Then the bet may not go out anymore.

This is the starting point of healing that Jang Seo-ga thought of!

And finally.

The halo of light that appeared outside the dantian finally reached the ninth and last hole.

Now, if you just get in, you’ll be successful.

At that very moment, a blush appeared on Jang Yi-seo’s face and a feeling of intense joy welled up within him.

Phew-!

A great earthquake occurred in my brain, accompanied by the sound of something bursting out from within.

“Cough!”

Blood spewed out of his mouth like a fountain, his upper body curled up like a shrimp, and his wide-open eyes were filled with a vicious glow.

“Uh, why?”

It failed.