Chapter 63

Blood Flame Sect (2)

Jeong Yeonshin put on a show of bravado.

It seemed he had made a rather impressive display, but that was the end of it.

He had performed beyond the limits of martial arts. It was already at its peak.

‘It’s tough.’

It felt as if he had stuffed a wet cloth into his body.

His once light body had become heavy and sluggish.

The Sword Technique was a martial art that came at a great cost.

It brought the fatigue from the dantian to the extreme. It was the same at the Huangbao branch of Pingyin County.

Could he properly unleash the prepared sword techniques? He had no confidence.

When he rushed into the battlefield, he hadn’t thought much about what would come after the sword technique.

He had done his part.

He thought the experts of the Nangong family wouldn’t be mere dummies and would do something. It was a natural assumption.

The Nangong family had received the recognition of the righteous sects and even hosted the Dragon Phoenix Assembly.

He thought it would be different from the Huangbao family. The upright character of Bai Qilin Nangong Huashen, whom he met during the Rihuangshi, had left a deep impression.

But they didn’t step forward.

‘Are they just watching?’

Are they wary of the Blood Flame Sect’s leadership? He couldn’t guess the reason.

It’s a difficult situation. Even in the martial world, where one faces enemies in peak condition, it’s rare.

One of the Blood Demon Swordsmen opened his mouth.

“Pathetic. Die.”

The other one didn’t even speak. The arms of the two Blood Demon Swordsmen moved.

It seemed as if his right hand disappeared and reappeared in an instant, along with a thunderbolt. It was a proper throwing technique.

Whoosh!

The thunderbolt, having advanced to the realm of martial arts through the hands of experts, surged forward.

It cut through the air like a bolt of lightning and rushed over.

Just as he gripped the sword wave of the Rihuang Sword.

Swoosh!

Black hair fluttered in front of his eyes. For a moment, Jeong Yeonshin thought it was a wondrous move.

But it wasn’t.

It was someone emitting a completely different aura from the pure energy of the Zhongnan Sect.

The red sleeve fluttered with a mysterious elegance.

He couldn’t even hear a sound. Along with the gentle breeze, the supreme technique of grafting was revealed.

The two thunderbolts that brushed against the white hand suddenly shot upward. He had released the force properly.

Even when the direction changed abruptly, it looked natural.

The woman who had rushed in extended her palm upward, showing her back.

At the same time, a powerful aura rose from her dantian and surged explosively.

Boom!

The thunderbolts exploded in the air. It happened in an instant.

“Sect Demon.”

The Blood Demon Swordsmen retreated to the center of the battlefield. They didn’t reveal any doubts despite blocking their attack.

The woman didn’t answer and turned around.

“Indeed.”

She smiled.

The black hair that fluttered in the aftermath of the explosion was very dark.

Her face, white and beautiful to an eerie degree, wasn’t important.

She wore a black eye patch on one eye, and the other eye was as red as a pomegranate.

Sect Demon. It was said to be a realm where the blood cultivation achievement was so high that it manifested in the eyes.

“I felt it when I faced your magical power and martial arts last time.”

Her black hair, like the night sky, and her single red eye glowed with inner energy. The Blood Flame Sect’s Seven Demon said.

“I sensed it through my aura. There was a raw feeling from that place, but I thought it didn’t make sense. However, after hearing about your activities and seeing that strange sound technique, I realized—”

Her lips, as if holding blood, curled up.

“You have the potential of a great master, to an extent that doesn’t make sense.”

Her speech was still disrespectful, but the content wasn’t light.

The Sect Demon of the Blood Flame Sect.

She was a supreme expert who had faced the Rihuang City Chief.

It was clear that she had fully contained the achievements of Sanhua Qujing and Wugi Zhaoyuan in her body.

It was unimaginable how sensitive her aura perception must be.

The smile on her lips was chilling.

Finally.

The enemy had figured it out. They had accurately deduced Jeong Yeonshin’s potential.

In the end, someone who truly understood the uniqueness of Shimye’s special technique had appeared.

‘It’s dangerous.’

A chill ran down his spine. Jeong Yeonshin, for the first time since entering the martial world, broke out in a cold sweat.

The martial world was a world of martial arts.

Any treasure in the world was trivial compared to the secrets of advanced martial arts.

There was a reason why the tombs of world-renowned experts were excavated during great upheavals. It was a world of martial arts enthusiasts.

Squish.

The Seven Demon walked gently. With light steps, an overwhelming aura spread layer by layer.

The momentum surrounding her body was terrifying.

Her red outer eye, like a blood-soaked jade, stared straight at Jeong Yeonshin.

A mad aura was palpable.

Unstoppable enemy.

Even the Extermination Green River Technique would only work if the martial arts were appropriately different.

Without taking advantage of the chaos, it was impossible to hope for a miracle like last time.

Jeong Yeonshin instinctively realized.

The wind brushing against his body, swept by the aura, felt as sharp as a blade. His innate senses whispered.

That his life was already in the hands of that supreme expert.

“Stupid, narrow-minded fools.”

The Seven Demon suddenly sneered. It seemed to be a mockery of the Nangong family’s experts, who had just started to step forward.

Jeong Yeonshin felt it without turning around.

The Blood Flame Sect’s experts, who had flown in from the peak, blocked his back, facing off against the Nangong family.

“You’re mine.”

The Seven Demon’s lips, with a smile, moved.

Disasters in the martial world come in various forms.

Death and defeat are the most common occurrences in the martial world.

They can suddenly approach a person on a winning streak, choking them, and everyone would nod in agreement.

A bad situation, an overwhelming supreme expert, and a weak number.

He had learned from Maguangyi. Disasters come in various forms, and at this moment, all of them had arrived.

It wasn’t a sudden coincidence.

Jeong Yeonshin had rushed into the battlefield, knowing that the Sect Demon might be there.

He had guessed the existence of a significantly powerful expert, yet he still did it.

He trusted his sharp talent more than anyone. He trusted the noble Nangong family, known for their swords and righteousness.

It was something he shouldn’t have done as a martial artist. It was even more so when considering his leader.

‘Cause and effect.’

The young expert, at sixteen, reflected on the situation.

He had good comrades. His trust was excessive.

“Let’s go.”

The moment the Seven Demon’s hand blurred, his vision turned pitch black.

The speed of her attack was at the extreme. He heard the voice of a young man and the sound of a wondrous move, but his consciousness quickly faded.

* * *

He became aware of his dulled senses from his entire body. The warmth touching his skin felt blunt.

How long had he been lying there?

Jeong Yeonshin immediately grasped the situation.

He had been captured by the Seven Demon. He had been dragged to a certain point while unconscious.

There was one more thing. He felt a gnawing hunger in his stomach, but he hadn’t starved to death.

If he swept a radius of about a month’s journey from Huiju, this place would appear.

‘She struck the acupoints.’

It seemed he could only move his mouth.

“I was just about to wake you up.”

His vision was blurry, but he saw the face of a demoness with an unfamiliar ceiling.

The Seven Demon was smiling faintly. Her long hair brushed against Jeong Yeonshin’s cheek.

“You’re the first Rihuang City disciple to enter the main hall of our sect. I should welcome you, shouldn’t I?”

“Water.”

“What?”

“My throat is dry.”

The voice he forced out was hoarse. Jeong Yeonshin tried to maintain his composure.

They had some intentions.

They wouldn’t kill him here. He recalled what he had learned from his seniors Maguangyi and Xian Yuanchang.

‘They’re evil sect people. Since they’ve got me, bowing will only make it worse.’

The Seven Demon, who had a blank expression for a moment, started to giggle.

The black hair that had been gently brushing against Jeong Yeonshin’s face suddenly rose. He thought it was for the better to get rid of the annoyance.

“Aah...”

She sighed strangely and stopped laughing.

She stared at him intently. Her red outer eye, which tickled his gaze, swept over Jeong Yeonshin’s face.

“You.”

The corner of the Seven Demon’s mouth lifted.

“You think I can’t do anything, don’t you?”

“...”

“Feeling inspired, creating techniques. Torture would only hinder the creation of martial arts.”

She leaned down from where she was sitting on the bed.

Her black hair followed. This time, he felt it on his neck.

Her hair was frighteningly smooth.

She whispered.

“You didn’t know, but—”

Her