A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 87



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87.

#Cheonmago’s Jeonin (1)

Jang was confident.

“If we can’t open it this time, it won’t be easy in the future.”

Right now, he is at the beginning of his climax.

It was different from the past when it was just a first-class with murky betting.

It is truly a state of rapid progress.

However, Cheonma was certain that there was no possibility of future growth.

In other words, this may be the strongest moment of your life.

My heart feels heavy, as if a pile of rocks has suddenly fallen.

Hana Jang is the best agent of the Rock Carvings who has survived in enemy territory for over ten years.

“There is still despair. It is not too late to try everything you can.”

If he gets intimidated by this, then he’s not him.

And it is absolutely impossible for the person who left behind the extraordinary sorcery known as brainwashing to leave behind just anything.

“after…….”

Jang took a deep breath and stood about ten paces away from the wall. Then he relaxed his right shoulder and muttered.

“Today is nine thousand eight hundred and seventy… … That’s it. No matter how many times, I’ll end it today.”

Jang Yi-seo hardened his gaze, took aim with his left hand, and pulled his right hand back.

And then, very quietly, the moment when you take a deep breath and then stop breathing.

『White Thunder』

My eyes shot open and my forehead stretched out.

Wheeeeeeeek, swoosh!

And the flying arrow hits the exact center of the wall. Unlike in the past, it is now a 100% hit rate with a stable bet.

Then, the iron string between the sword and the gauntlet was pulled taut, and Jang-seo let out his bet in one breath.

Woohoo!

Then his white robe flutters and his eyes become more intense.

And then the terrible magic slowly seeps out.

Compared to the first-class betting that was once murky, it is a world of difference.

But this is just the beginning.

『Thunderbolt Method』

Crackle! Crackle!

The energy that had been flowing leisurely through Jang Yiseo’s body suddenly turned into lightning and ended the Great Circulation. Soon, black light emanated from his eyes and electricity pulsed throughout his body.

This is truly the manifestation of the God of Thunder!

Kwaaaaang!

As I raised my internal energy to its limit, the walls were soon filled with the faces of devils radiating black light.

A truly astonishingly fast speed.

30%.

50%.

70%.

90%.

And finally.

The moment when the last devil’s eyes are put into focus.

Kookookookookook!

With a huge vibration, the wall began to split in two and open.

And Jang Seo, who saw this, shouted with a wide-open face.

“Okay!”

Clang! I was overcome with joy as I retrieved the White Thunder. My clenched fists trembled.

How long has it been since this happened?

Over the course of seven years, I have attempted over 9,000 challenges.

But the wall that had never been successfully conquered even once was finally conquered.

Kuung!

The wall finally opened completely, with a deep trembling as if admitting defeat.

And the second cavity appeared.

Jang Yi-seo looked around and took careful steps forward.

As I walk, questions I had long forgotten come back to me.

Who on earth was the person who left behind this brainwashing technique?

Of course, since he was in Cheonsan, he would be a demonic person, but no matter how I looked at it, it was strange.

Why on earth would they hide it so deep underground? They even made a secret passage into the well.

Even the well at the old Horyondang outpost led to Cheonmajeon.

Was Cheonma bored at the time?

I don’t know. One thing is for sure.

“This is… … .”

The arrangement of Jeon In-sa is that the brainwashing method was not the end.

The first three letters of the inscription carved on the wall.

【Art of Creation】

Inside, there was another miracle he left behind.

At that moment, Jang realized two things.

“There is still a way for me to become stronger.”

As Cheonma said, now is not the absolute limit.

And another one… … .

“If I can unravel all these secrets.”

The person who created this place, as before, is far from kind.

【⍭⌵⌴⌯⌰⌡⌒… … .】

Except for the first part, the entire text is engraved with incomprehensible secret language.

Shh, the corners of Jang Yi Seo’s mouth went up.

“No matter how long it takes… … I’ll translate it all.”

Thus began the effort to communicate with all people.

*

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound of water droplets rings out consistently without any deviation.

By now, I’m sure it’s going to drive you crazy.

Jang-seo didn’t seem to hear anything, so he grabbed a stone and dug deep into the ground.

And the wide floor was completely filled with pure white writing, as if it had been scribbled on.

And when he finally straightened his bent back after a long day,

“after…….”

Finally, the deciphering of that damned secret language has been completed.

This was possible because Jang Seo was the best agent in the rock carving.

A genuine smile appeared on his haggard face.

He began to read the strange texts that Jeon In had left behind, writing them on the wall in stone, comparing them to the code he had written on the floor.

【I am Han Moo-young.】

It was the first time.

What I found out about him was that he gave a short but deep greeting, as expected. Jang Il-seo answered while taking the lottery ticket.

“This is Jang Seo.”

Even though we only exchanged names, I felt a strange sense of affection. I pictured the figure of the previous person standing here in this place, going back in time.

And the following passage:

【Cheonma is a god.】

Sigh. A hollow laugh escaped. Their presence remains unchanged through the ages.

Well, I understand. The current Cheonma doesn’t look particularly human.

But.

【And I… …killed God.】

Kung! Jang-seo lost his senses for a moment.

What the heck is this… … Then!

“You killed Cheonma…!”

He was clearly saying that.

I killed Cheonma with my own hands.

【Mission accomplished.】

Even under someone’s orders.

My head felt cold.

“You too… … were a spy like me… … .”

Now it all makes sense.

The reason why brainwashing had to be a magical art that transcended human categories.

The reason why there were so many dark fish everywhere and a path leading to Cheonmajeon existed.

All of this… … .

Because he was a spy sent to kill Cheonma.

How on earth did this happen… … .

Jang Yi-seo quickly came to his senses and began to decipher the secret code again.

and.

【But it was a mission that shouldn’t have been done.】

I was in for a huge shock again.

【It won’t be long before he comes out of hibernation.】

Pupils trembling.

【Immortal existence.】

Grumble, groan. Bam.

Jang Yiseo wrote two letters and then dropped the stone.

Two words that are simply hard to believe.

【Blood Lord】

The infamous master of the blood cult.

Jang Yi’s mouth fell open.

This is because names that are difficult to handle come out one after another.

It would be easier to believe a novel written by someone else.

“That doesn’t make sense. The man killed Cheonma, and the blood god appeared because he killed Cheonma.”

It is not a mountain beyond a mountain, but it is truly a terrible thing when you think about the safety of the Central Plains.

Moreover, it was a statement that was difficult to accept even now.

“First of all, the blood sect itself does not exist.”

Why? Because it’s already been destroyed.

Jang quickly shook his head and thought realistically.

“As you say, we don’t even know when the time when Jeon humans lived was. Even the secret language is old-fashioned. It’s a hieroglyph that you can’t understand. And the fact that no one knew about this place is also like that. It must have been at least a hundred years ago.”

When I think about it that way, my mind feels a lot more at ease.

It’s definitely an amazing miracle, but you never know when it happened.

The word immortality was a bit creepy, but there was no need to get excited about it.

And the letter left behind by Han Moo-young, the former person, ended here.

From this point on, the harmonization technique he left behind is a masterpiece.

Jang Yi-seo shook his head and shook off all the distracting thoughts.

“Anyway, what’s important right now is learning this art of harmony.”

Let’s focus on what needs to be done.

Jang-seo picked up the pebble on the floor again and compared the inscription with the code.

Deep, deep. The marks are being carved into the wall one by one.

After a while, the wall was filled again and I read it a couple more times.

Thud. The stone fell back to the ground, and Jang-seo’s moment of truth came.

“… … Up until now, I haven’t been able to properly use the brainwave technique. I couldn’t use it by gathering bets like Mao’s Dadaiken, and I couldn’t even imagine unleashing it. Why? Because it’s too fast.”

That’s right. Mao was taught how to move slowly, but the one who was unable to do it properly was Zhang Yishu.

Because the brain’s speed was as fast as light, I couldn’t handle it.

So, although he could change the nature of his energy to that of his brain and quickly conclude the small and large circulatory systems, he was unable to demonstrate overwhelming power.

The only time it can demonstrate its true power is when it uses the White Thunder that absorbs brain energy.

And that was the same thought for all of India.

“According to the teachings of the art of harmony, the brain energy cannot be driven away even by will. This is because natural energy cannot be surpassed by artificial power. In other words, energy that has already flowed away can never be controlled.”

So Jeon In decided to change his mind.

Instead of manipulating the brain, guide it to where you want it to go.

And it was Baekrye who helped me realize that method.

“White thunder has the property of attracting brain energy. So even if you apply just a little bit of luck, it will seep in on its own. That’s why I left only the blade attached and put it in the armor. It’s to accumulate brain energy without any interference.”

In other words, my brain power is gathering on its own.

The art of harmony was a qigong technique that was inspired right here.

“The mind method is a method of operation that deals with betting. In that sense, harmony is mind method, but it is not mind method. Because it does not deal with betting. Harmony is a secret technique that deals with all the energy within the body.”

Yes. This is the reason why Jeon In called the art of harmony a technique and not a method of the mind.

Jang Yi-seo stretched his left palm forward. Then he slowly began to energize his internal energy and spoke.

“The art of harmony is not a long-term practice that requires a lot of practice. It is simply an applied art that allows you to delicately manipulate the energy within your body. However, for me, who uses brainwave techniques, it is the best mental technique of all.”

Woohoo!

A surge of energy surged from Jang Yiseo’s body. He slowly concentrated it on the acupoints on his fingertips. Then, a dark magical energy began to swirl around his hands.

This is the general form in which energy is gathered.

But if we change this to a brain machine.

『Thunderbolt Method』

Crackle! The bets that had been gathered in the palms of my hands suddenly flashed and scattered throughout my body.

“As expected, gathering brain energy through normal methods is impossible.”

Jang-seo let out a brainwashing chant and sat cross-legged.

‘There are two things recorded in the Gugyeol. One is the Kiho Gong (氣護功) that protects the body and mind with the yin and yang energy. And the second is the Chukjeong Gong (蓄電功) that generates magnetic force within the body to gather brain energy to the desired location.’

And the second one that Jang Seo has high expectations for right now is the major.

If we can just make that happen, it will open up a new path for brainwashing.

But to do that, we must first deal with the yin and yang energy.