Divine Demonic Path Chapter 119 : I Won't Leave Anymore

When Tang Xiulian returned, the Tang family was in a festive mood.

It was even more so because they had just dramatically escaped a situation where the very existence of the Tang family was at stake.

For two days, famous dishes from Sichuan were served at every al.

Not only the direct blood relatives of the Tang family, but also the collateral relatives and ordinary warriors enjoyed the food to their heart's content for two days.

Until then, Banjeok Myeong also stayed at the Tang family.

Tang Xiulian said she would go to the Hua Family Clinic in two days, so he decided to go with her.

"Wow! I think I've gained a pound in two days. My face looks like a full moon. What if my brother teases for being ugly? It's only been a year, but I hope he hasn't found another woman in the anti, right?"

Tang Xiulian talked a lot.

More than a year ago.

It seed that she had beco more talkative as she had regained her own bright personality.

Banjeok Myeong didn't mind.

Because what Tang Xiulian said was not sothing that would annoy or embarrass the person next to her.

"I think you can gain more. Brother Yunhui will love you even if you beco really ugly. He will wait for you even after ten years."

If it was the Yunhui that Banjeok Myeong knew, he thought so.

Tang Xiulian also seed to think so, as she didn't say anything else.

It was a pleasant journey like that.

Until they stayed at an inn half a day before A'an.

After having dinner at the inn, Tang Xiulian ordered alcohol.

"Co to think of it, this is already the second ti I've had a drink with you, young master."

Tang Xiulian smiled brightly as if she was in a good mood.

On the way to Tianlian, Hua Yunhui had caught a cold, so the two of them had had a drink alone.

It was a very pleasant ti until then, even when heading to Tianlian.

It was when Banjeok Myeong was briefly reminiscing about that ti.

"Young master."

Tang Xiulian called out suggestively.

Unlike when she had been talking cheerfully until now, a sense of seriousness was felt.

When Banjeok Myeong stopped smiling and looked at her, she looked around once and then said.

"I heard from my dad. That the person who faced the Killing Lord was you."

Tang Xiulian's face, who was asking, was slightly flushed.

How surprised was she when she first heard that story?

That Banjeok Myeong had killed the Killing Lord.

At first, she couldn't believe it. The Killing Lord? That Banjeok Myeong, who was not even twenty years old, had beco a master strong enough to kill the Killing Lord. It was a surprising and astonishing thing. On the other hand, it was a very exciting and happy thing.

She thought that with Banjeok Myeong, she could build the Hua Family Clinic into a great dical and martial arts family.

But her father was worried.

He said he had beco strong too quickly. He was concerned about where and what he had done for a year to beco so strong.

"Young master, I said it a year ago. That there should be no secrets between us. I think that even if others don't, you and I should be able to entrust our lives to each other."

Tang Xiulian's repeated words.

Banjeok Myeong was not flustered.

He had thought that the Tang Family Head might tell Tang Xiulian, even if he didn't tell others. Because Tang Xiulian was a person who had to protect the Hua Family Clinic with him.

And Tang Xiulian was right. He and Tang Xiulian should be able to entrust their lives to each other. To do so, a family-like trust must be built. Trust would begin with believing and not hiding things.

If his situation had been different, he would have nodded his head and agreed with Tang Xiulian's words.

But he couldn't do that now.

He had learned that the world where humans lived was more complicated than he thought, and that right and wrong, right and left, were not clearly distinguished. And he had also learned that people would do anything for their own greed.

"Did you not hear anything else?"

"What do you an?"

"That if you didn't know, you could be sowhat free from responsibility."

"......!"

"That's what the Tang Family Head told . I completely agree with that."

"Young master?"

"This is a hypothetical, a hypothetical. What if you were in a situation where the Tang family would be in danger if you didn't kill ?"

"What kind of talk is that?"

"Probably in that situation, you would definitely kill . Because the Tang family is closer to you than I am. Because it's right to kill rather than endanger the many people of the Tang family. Yes. I also think it's right. Do so. I won't resent you. It's really the right thing to do."

"......!"

Tang Xiulian's face hardened rapidly.

Because she had a bad feeling.

"Is it because of revenge for Master Ban?"

"Yes. That's right. I'm going to get revenge. I'm going to kill the Sword Saint of Huashan. Then Huashan won't stand still. If I wipe out the Huashan that cos, Tianlian will step in. Treating like so public enemy of the martial world."

If it was true that he had killed the Killing Lord, he might really be able to kill the Sword Saint of Huashan. And if that happened, it was highly likely that things would go as Banjeok Myeong had said.

Tang Xiulian's face began to turn pale, not just hard.

But when she thought about it carefully, there might be a contradiction in Banjeok Myeong's words.

"If it's a fair duel, Huashan can't step in. Then Tianlian will have no reason to step in either."

"Yes. That could be. But what if that's not all? Do you want to hear more?"

Banjeok Myeong asked.

He looked like he wanted to confess sothing that was piled up in his heart.

"I want to hear it. Please tell ."

"I can tell you. If you promise not to go to Tianlian again."

"If a war between the orthodox and unorthodox factions breaks out, I have to join the Divine Martial Stage."

"I see."

Well, where in the world is there a free lunch?

The reason they taught him martial arts must have been to use him anyti, anywhere.

Banjeok Myeong turned his gaze to the window. The window was firmly closed, so nothing could be seen.

Tang Xiulian had no choice but to shut her mouth at the sight of Banjeok Myeong refusing any further conversation.

***

On a day when heavy snow was falling.

Tianlian was turned upside down.

The Sword Saint of the Blue Sky, who had been one of the five heavens of Tianlian, had returned as a corpse. And he had been beaten to death by sothing.

Although that fact was kept secret, the fact that the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky had died could not be hidden, so Tianlian, from the top to the lowest-ranking warriors, fell into a huge cauldron of shock.

"The reason we brought the Family Head's body is to find out the identity of the culprit. Please find out whose doing it is."

"Please find out!"

At the cry of the master of the Blue Sky, the hundred Blue Sky warriors shouted in unison.

Their wish, which echoed through the main hall, was directed at only one person.

A hunchbacked old man of five feet, dressed in rags like a beggar.

A strange person who had been to every place in the world, had seen everything, and knew everything except for things close to academics.

It was the Iron Bone Divine Beggar, one of the Six Orthodox Heavens.

The Iron Bone Divine Beggar, who squatted next to the body of the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky, began to examine it with a sharp gaze.

The cause of death of the world's Sword Saint of the Blue Sky was the back of his head.

The back of his head was shattered like minced at. But perhaps he had already suffered a fatal injury before that. Because all the bones in his body were shattered.

"Was he attacked by a group?"

He had no choice but to see it that way.

All the wounds were from being hit by a blunt weapon. And they were probably different types of blunt weapons.

"It was not a group attack. I examined the traces of the fight over and over again. It was one person."

At the words of the master of the Blue Sky, the Iron Bone Divine Beggar quickly lifted his head.

"Do you know what that ans?"

"It is clear that it is the work of one of the Seven Lords of the Unorthodox Path or soone of their level."

The Iron Bone Divine Beggar stared silently.

Seeing as he was speaking with the Seven Lords of the Unorthodox Path in mind, it seed he was sure that it was the work of one person.

The Iron Bone Divine Beggar examined it again.

He fought with one person? But the wounds were similar to being hit by several blunt weapons.

Was there soone who used several blunt weapons as their weapon?

Then what was the blunt weapon that struck the back of his head?

The Iron Bone Divine Beggar's eyes shone as he examined the face of the corpse.

"There are traces of being grabbed by a hand."

"A rock was split."

It ant he had been grabbed by the face and smashed into a rock. Of course, the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky must have been in a state of being unable to fight before that.

'Hmm, if he was grabbed by a hand, it must have been a hand that was not holding a weapon...!'

The Iron Bone Divine Beggar, who had a sudden thought, examined it again. The Iron Bone Divine Beggar, who had carefully examined the shattered parts one by one. After standing up after a long ti, he said to the master of the Blue Sky.

"It was soone who had learned fighting techniques."

"Fighting techniques... you an?"

"He was hit by an attack that mobilized not only his fists, but also his elbows and shoulders. So it must have looked like he was hit by several blunt weapons."

"Hmph!"

At the words of the Iron Bone Divine Beggar, the master of the Blue Sky clenched his two fists. And then he said to the head of the Grand Secret Pavilion, Gongye Zhong, who had been standing there without a word.

"Please find him."

"Please find him!"

The hundred Blue Sky warriors requested in one voice.

They were determined to use all the power of the Namgung family to inflict a cruel death on the culprit if they found him.

"I promise. I will definitely find him."

It was Gongye Zhong's determined answer.

But his eyes were smiling.

***

"How is Fairy i?"

"The dical skills of the Hua Family Clinic seem to be truly amazing. They say she is almost completely cured now."

"The dical skills of the Hua Family Clinic must have been amazing, but it must also be because your sincere devotion worked."

"You used to tell not to lose a man's face and to do it in moderation."

"I said it because I was jealous. By the way, did you also hear?"

"You an the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky?"

"Yes."

"They say it was in Gansu?"

"Yes. So there are also rumors that the nine great sects of the Demonic Path did it."

"I don't know. Unless the masters of the nine great sects of the Demonic Path all attacked together. There's no reason for all of them to gather and face the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky."

"They say the culprit was one person."

"What?"

"It's a conclusion reached after the Iron Bone Divine Beggar personally examined it."

"He killed the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky alone?"

"Yes, and with fighting techniques."

"Whaat?"

It was natural for Bai Choliang to be surprised.

Because fighting techniques were considered third-rate martial arts. At best, they were second-rate.

He killed the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky with such martial arts?

Who could believe that?

"Does anything co to mind?"

The Black Night God asked.

What he wanted to say was from now on.

"What do you an?"

"Fighting techniques. No, bare hands. A master who surpasses us with his bare hands. Not palm or hand techniques, but fist strikes or fighting techniques."

"Such a person...!"

"That brat. He was definitely bare-handed. He beat the Mara Thunder Buddha with his bare hands."

"Brother?"

"You said you heard what the at Monk and the others said. That brat, he learned the Hundred Strikes Art of the Fighting Demon, which is said to be the peak of practical fighting techniques."

"That's true, but...!"

"He's a brat who was fine even after being hit squarely by the thunder art of the Mara Thunder Buddha. It ans there's sothing more that supports his fighting techniques."

"Are you suspecting that child?"

"I'm going to find out."

"What?"

"I'm going to go to the Hua Family Clinic. I hope it's not him, but that brat keeps coming to mind."

The Black Night God had made up his mind.

To go to the Hua Family Clinic and examine the child who had saved them from the Mara Thunder Buddha.

***

Midwinter.

It was a ti when there were few patients.

It was a ti when only patients with severe colds would occasionally visit, so it was a ti when the entire clinic, including the doctors, had to rest and build up their stamina. Because when spring ca and the weather ward up, they would be busy again.

Banjeok Myeong and Tang Xiulian arrived at the Hua Family Clinic, which had entered such a long rest period.

As if a large stone had been thrown into a quiet lake, the clinic made a commotion and welcod the two.

Everyone gathered in the main hall, and even the courtyard in front of the wide-open main hall was full of the clinic's family mbers.

"Welco. Welco."

"This brat has gotten taller. He's beco a fine young man!"

Jue Yaolao laughed with pure joy, and the head of the dicine hall patted his shoulder.

In a year, the two had gotten deeper and more wrinkles.

"Don't go anymore."

"Hey, now I have to look up at you."

Hua Yunhui smiled brightly, and Shi Qing also smiled. And Hua Sochen took his hand first.

"Welco."

Perhaps if Banjeok Myeong had been alone, he would have been welcod more, but now Tang Xiulian also had to be greeted.

"You're here?"

It was what Hua Yunhui said as he approached Tang Xiulian.

"It's only been a year, and that's all you have to say?"

Tang Xiulian pouted her lips.

"You two, fight separately."

Although she said that, when Hua Sochen approached and hugged her, Tang Xiulian also smiled brightly.

"Have you been well?"

"Of course. It's good to see you healthy. I was so worried when I heard you were injured... Don't get hurt again."

"Yes."

When Hua Sochen released her hug, Tang Xiulian also exchanged greetings with the head of the dicine hall and the others.

"Family Head, since two welco people have co, let's have a lively day today."

At Jue Yaolao's words, Hua Sochen nodded her head and said to the cooks of the cooking hall.

"May I ask you to?"

"Of course. Just leave it to us."

"Good. Instead, let's prepare it here so that the people who work in the cooking hall can also eat and drink together. The doctors and dical students will help with the lack of hands."

"We'll do the making, so you can just help with the carrying."

"We will do so."

Even before Hua Sochen said anything, the cooks and workers ran to the cooking hall, and the dical students ran to the warehouse. To bring tables and chairs.

"I don't see the three grandfathers, including Grandpa at Monk?"

Banjeok Myeong asked Jue Yaolao.

"They went to the mountain with their disciples."

"Ah, I'll go to the mountain too."

"Are you going to see your master?"

"Yes."

"Go ahead."

Banjeok Myeong looked back at Hua Sochen.

"Sister, please chat with sister-in-law. I'll go greet my master and bring the three grandfathers."

"Okay. Go ahead."

When Hua Sochen nodded her head, Banjeok Myeong left the main hall and headed to the back mountain of the clinic.

The Fighting Demon, Ban Nahan.

It was to pay his respects at his master's grave.

Although it was a mountain he was climbing after a really long ti, he rembered every single tree.

Banjeok Myeong, who had arrived at his master's grave, bowed first and then knelt before it.

There was not a single weed on the grave. He could see that Jue Yaolao was taking great care of it.

"I'm here."

The master that Banjeok Myeong rembered was smiling.

"I won't leave anymore. Because I have that much power."

The face of Ban Nahan, who was smiling with satisfaction as if he were proud.

Banjeok Myeong also smiled as he rembered that face.

Banjeok Myeong, who had been silent for a mont, stood up from his seat and looked down at the clinic below the mountain.

"You can see it well from here. That's a relief. Please watch how I protect the clinic."

(End of Chapter)