Divine Demonic Path Chapter 121 : Hua Family Clinic

"The disciple of the Fighting Demon, receive the sword of , the Thousand Swords Swordsman, Xu Weichang!"

A roar that shook the main road in front of the Hua Family Clinic.

The Black Night God stopped his steps.

'This is good. I'll be able to see that child fight.'

The Black Night God thought that the one who had killed the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky might be Banjeok Myeong.

A brat who was fine even after being hit squarely by the thunder art of the Mara Thunder Buddha.

The Hundred Strikes Art of the Fighting Demon, which was said to be the peak of practical fighting techniques.

When those two were combined, it seed that even the impossible could be possible.

'He's coming out.'

People ca out of the main gate of the Hua Family Clinic. There were many familiar faces. The Black Night God hid himself among the crowd of onlookers who had gathered on the street.

Hua Sochen, Hua Yunhui, Shi Qing, and Banjeok Myeong.

The clinic's workers also followed behind.

The Thousand Swords Swordsman was looking for the disciple of the Fighting Demon.

So the others waited in front of the main gate, and Banjeok Myeong stepped forward.

"I am the disciple of Master Fighting Demon."

"How much of the Fighting Demon's martial arts have you learned?"

"I have learned all of it."

"Good. Step forward. I, the Thousand Swords Swordsman, Xu Weichang, will now return the defeat I suffered at the hands of the Fighting Demon!"

Xu Weichang drew his sword. And he threw away the scabbard. It was a resolution to see a perfect conclusion on this spot.

Banjeok Myeong stared at Xu Weichang's sword. It was a sword that had been broken in half.

"The fighting techniques of the Fighting Demon were close combat. It was not easy to face him with a sword of three feet (90cm) in length."

Xu Weichang had found the biggest reason for his defeat to the Fighting Demon in the length of his sword.

It is often said that a weapon is an extension of the hand. It ans that one must master it to the point where it feels like that. One must be able to use it as freely as one's hand, and only then can one say that one has mastered the weapon.

The sword is said to be the king of all weapons.

A knife specialized in cutting, a spear specialized in stabbing, a staff specialized in striking.

A sword can cut like a knife, stab like a spear, and strike like a staff.

That is why a weapon is an extension of the hand, and the sword is the king of all weapons.

However, even though Xu Weichang had mastered such a sword to the extre realm, he had been defeated by re fighting techniques.

Xu Weichang, who had been in deep thought, finally realized.

That the hand was freer than the sword, and that the true king of all weapons was the hand.

Then did that an that fighting techniques could not be faced with sword techniques?

That was not so.

There was not a single person in the thousand years of martial history who had reached the absolute realm with fighting techniques.

On the other hand, there were quite a few who had reached the absolute realm with the sword. Even in the current era, there were two.

The Sword Saint of Huashan and the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky.

Of course, how could he, who had been stuck in a stalemate in the extre realm, compare himself to them, but he could not lose to re fighting techniques.

So he had broken his sword. The sword had beco faster as its length had shortened. The sword had found freedom as the distance had narrowed. The sword, which was imbued with the extre strong qi, would freely slaughter the close-range opponent with its increased speed.

Xu Weichang held his sword and took a stance. A blue strong qi waved on the sword body, which had been reduced to half.

Banjeok Myeong also took a stance.

The Hundred Strikes Art.

A vortex of killing intent swirled in the eyes of Xu Weichang, who had seen the unique stance of the Hundred Strikes Art after several years.

'It was that stance! It was that!'

The sword body that Xu Weichang held waved with an even bluer strong qi.

At that mont, Banjeok Myeong kicked the ground and shot out like a flash of lightning.

But the direction was strange.

He was heading not towards Xu Weichang, but towards the place where the onlookers were gathered.

"You brat! Are you running away!"

Xu Weichang shouted in anger and chased after him.

Banjeok Myeong, who had shot to the front of the onlookers in one go, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a person's collar.

"Gasp?"

The person who was so surprised that his heart stopped was none other than Yang Gatae.

He, who had been hiding in the crowd of onlookers, had never dread that Banjeok Myeong would find him so easily. It was sothing that had happened because each person's body odor was different, and Banjeok Myeong clearly rembered Yang Gatae's body odor.

"It was you! It was because of you!"

Banjeok Myeong's eyes were full of anger and killing intent. But in the eyes of Yang Gatae, who had been so surprised that his heart had stopped, a sudden joy welled up. Because he could see Xu Weichang swinging a blue sword qi over Banjeok Myeong's shoulder.

'He's going to die, he's going to die! You're going to be torn to shreds and die first!'

The mont expectation and joy made Xu Weichang's two eyes burn.

Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!

Xu Weichang's sword qi exploded on Banjeok Myeong's back.

It was so powerful that Banjeok Myeong's upper body staggered greatly. But Banjeok Myeong's hand, which was holding Yang Gatae's collar, never let go.

Banjeok Myeong spun around and threw Yang Gatae, whom he had been holding by the collar.

"Agh!"

Yang Gatae scread and fell in the middle of the street.

"Get out of the way!"

Banjeok Myeong shouted at Xu Weichang, who was standing awkwardly in front of him.

Xu Weichang, who had been greatly flustered by the sight of Banjeok Myeong, whose body was fine even though his clothes were torn to shreds after being hit squarely by the sword qi, finally ca to his senses and gripped his sword even more strongly.

"You monster! You've surpassed the Fighting Demon!"

It was when Xu Weichang shouted in excitent.

"I said get out of the way!"

Banjeok Myeong stretched out a fist of anger. Xu Weichang also did not back down and swung his sword.

Thwack!

Xu Weichang flew a dozen feet and fell. It was a one-sided victory that could not even be called a fight. To those who knew the nickna of the Thousand Swords Swordsman, it was a truly shocking result. The Black Night God was also one of those people.

'Th-that brat! It was that brat after all!'

The Black Night God had a hunch that his guess was right.

The one who had beaten the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky to death.

It was definitely the work of the disciple of the Fighting Demon.

'I have to find out. Why he did such a thing.'

It was when the Black Night God took a step forward without even realizing it.

Suddenly, Banjeok Myeong threw his body to one side.

Thud!

Yang Gatae, who was running away frantically, was startled and fell back.

"You must die!"

"Uuuuugh!"

Yang Gatae trembled with fear.

His face, which was looking at Banjeok Myeong, was full of only fear.

"S-spare !"

The killing intent pouring out from Banjeok Myeong was so terrible that Yang Gatae trembled and begged for his life.

"Tell ."

"......!"

"The reason why I should spare you."

"P-please..."

"My master died because of you!"

Banjeok Myeong, who had thought of his master, Ban Nahan, was enraged and stomped on Yang Gatae's leg with all his might.

"Aaaaaagh!"

Yang Gatae, whose leg was broken, scread. He scread so desperately that the people on the street frowned and turned their heads. But Banjeok Myeong did not stop there.

"My master was terminally ill! He could only live for two years at most! And yet, you brought a martial artist like today and tried to kill my master! He died because of you!"

"Kuaaaaaagh!"

Banjeok Myeong, who had stomped on the other leg with all his might.

Yang Gatae scread and writhed on the ground.

Banjeok Myeong grabbed Yang Gatae by the collar and lifted him up.

"Tell . The reason why I should spare you."

"S-spare ."

"There is none! There is no reason to spare you!"

"I was wrong!"

"I don't want to hear it!"

Banjeok Myeong, whose anger had exploded, stretched out his fist while holding Yang Gatae's collar.

Thwack!

The fist struck Yang Gatae's mouth.

His teeth and jaw were shattered, and red blood flowed freely.

"Gaaaaaagh!"

Yang Gatae struggled, saying he was dying.

"Die! Just die!"

Banjeok Myeong, who had shouted, threw Yang Gatae into the air. And he stretched out a fist full of suppressed anger towards him as he fell.

Crack!

Yang Gatae, who was hit in the chest, could not even scream and flew to the back mountain of the Hua Family Clinic.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

Banjeok Myeong clenched his two fists and let out a roar, venting his resentnt.

There was no sense of satisfaction from having gotten revenge. Only his longing for his master grew. He rembered the happy tis at the clinic. A ti that would never co again.

Why, did he do that?

Why, did he kill his master?

Why, did he try to kill him?

Banjeok Myeong's resentnt was directed towards the Six Orthodox Heavens.

Banjeok Myeong, who looked up at the sky!

He shouted with all his might, his voice full of resentnt, until his throat was torn.

"I won't leave you alone either! I definitely won't!"

The roar of an angry beast.

That roar of anger, like thunder, echoed through the entire sky and headed towards the Six Orthodox Heavens, wherever they were.

***

Banjeok Myeong went to his master's grave.

Nothing changed just because he had gotten revenge. He knew that well, but he still wanted to tell his master that he had gotten revenge.

"We could have spent at least one more year happily. That person shattered even that..."

Since he was in front of the deceased, he could not bring himself to say that it was okay to kill him.

Banjeok Myeong stayed with his master until it got dark.

"They'll be waiting for . I'll go down now."

Banjeok Myeong looked around his master's grave one more ti and then went down to the clinic.

When he arrived at the clinic, a person was waiting.

It was Hua Sochen.

Just as she had waited for him once, she had waited for him again this ti.

Hua Sochen did not say anything. She just looked at him silently and then hugged him.

"Thank you."

At Banjeok Myeong's words, Hua Sochen silently stroked his back. She felt so sorry for Banjeok Myeong. Although she did not know about the entanglent of the Six Orthodox Heavens and the Immortal Divine Demon, it was a very harsh experience for a young child to be chased by people who were trying to kill him at a young age and to see his master's death up close at the clinic where he had barely settled down.

"Everyone is waiting, right? Let's go."

"Yes, let's go."

Hua Sochen deliberately smiled and took Banjeok Myeong's hand, heading to the Longevity Garden.

In the Longevity Garden, everyone was waiting to have dinner with Banjeok Myeong.

Jue Yaolao, Hua Yunhui, Tang Xiulian, Shi Qing, and the head of the dicine hall.

The at Monk, Dokbi, the Judge, and the five children.

And one more person.

The Black Night God was with them.

Banjeok Myeong gave a simple greeting when he saw the Black Night God, and the Black Night God just accepted Banjeok Myeong's greeting, saying it had been a while.

'There's sothing. I have to watch him closely!'

The Black Night God had decided to watch Banjeok Myeong's every move from up close.

***

The next day.

The elite of the Tang family, led by the Tang Family Head himself, arrived at the Hua Family Clinic.

Tang Xiulian was the first to run out to the front yard of the clinic.

"Dad!"

"You brat, your face has blood in just a few days. Do you like that Yunhui brat that much?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I?"

"Ha! This must be why they say it's useless to raise a daughter!"

"Hmph! But who is this person?"

"Greet her. She is the Sichuan branch head of the Hao Sect."

"Hello. I'm Tang Xiulian."

"Nice to et you. I heard you're getting married in the spring? Congratulations."

"Thank you."

Yuexiang was not in her courtesan's attire, but in a simple martial arts uniform. With her makeup as simple as possible and even her hairstyle changed, she looked completely different from Yuexiang, the top courtesan of the Flower Moon Pavilion.

While the two were exchanging greetings, Hua Sochen ca running out.

"You're here?"

"Yes. Have you been well?"

"Yes. Please co in."

"Yes, I have a lot to say, so let's go in. Branch Head, let's exchange greetings inside."

"Yes."

Tang Huazhong, along with Yuexiang, was guided by Hua Sochen to the guest hall.

"A blooming flower was here."

"Right? Even to , sister Sochen looks like a truly blooming flower."

"I know, I wonder if Sochen should find a partner before you brats."

At the praise of Tang Huazhong and Tang Xiulian, Hua Sochen's face turned slightly red.

"My partner is the clinic. If the clinic can just regain its forr prosperity, I'm satisfied with that."

At Hua Sochen's words, Tang Huazhong just nodded his head.

In his eyes, Hua Sochen was an unfortunate child.

The shock must have been truly great, as she had lost her parents, her grandfather, and even the doctors of the clinic all at once.

Hua Yunhui had at least found his partner, but Hua Sochen did not even have that.

"I'm sorry! My thoughts were short, and I kept you at a distance."

The Tang family had many enemies.

That was why he had kept the Hua Family Clinic at a distance, but now he had changed his mind. Of course, the existence of Banjeok Myeong was a big part of that change of mind.

"I heard those words. Thank you. For thinking of that much."

"That thought was wrong. Now that we have Myung, let's endure and move forward together."

"Yes."

While they were talking like that, they arrived at the guest hall.

Only then did Hua Yunhui, who had been in the Vitality Garden, co running in a hurry.

"You're here?"

"The son-in-law is the last to arrive!"

"I was treating a patient, I'm sorry."

"I'm planning to stay for a few days, so if you're busy, go and take care of your work."

"It's fine now."

When Tang Huazhong smiled brightly and said so, Hua Yunhui also smiled, although awkwardly.

"Please co in."

Under Hua Sochen's guidance, everyone entered the guest hall and took their seats.

"Where's Myung?"

"Did you co to see Myung?"

"Half of it is for that."

"Can I hear what's going on first? Sothing not so light happened to Myung yesterday."

"I heard on the way. He fought with the Thousand Swords Swordsman and avenged his master, right?"

Everyone, including Hua Sochen, looked at him with a surprised face.

Then Tang Huazhong chuckled and pointed to Yuexiang, who was sitting next to him.

"I didn't tell you. Sochen and Yunhui, you should also greet her. She is the Sichuan branch head of the Hao Sect."

When it ca to information, it was the Hao Sect.

Hua Sochen and Hua Yunhui also knew what kind of sect the Hao Sect was.

The reason why Tang Huazhong knew the details of what had happened yesterday was explained by itself.

"I am Hua Sochen, the head of the Hua Family Clinic. It's nice to et you."

"Nice to et you."

"I am Hua Yunhui."

"Congratulations on your marriage."

Yuexiang gave a brief but necessary greeting.

Today's eting was that serious.

"Well, let's stop the greetings here and just see the Hua Family Head for a mont."

"?"

"Yes, since I'm staying for a few days, let's talk with Xiulian and Yunhui later, and let's talk with the Hua Family Head in the guest hall."

At Tang Huazhong's words, everyone went back, and only Yuexiang and Hua Sochen took their seats separately in the guest hall.

"I'll tell you the reason why we ca. The Thunder Buddha Temple, led by the Thunder Buddha Lord, has co as far as Litang."

At Tang Huazhong's words, Hua Sochen quickly rembered what she and Banjeok Myeong had experienced and her face hardened.

Tang Huazhong stared at Hua Sochen.

"The Black Night God, the One Sword Three Swords Bai Choliang, and the Jade Hand Ice Person i Yushang did sothing at the Thunder Buddha Temple. Then they were chased by the Mara Thunder Buddha, and although I don't know what happened after that, i Yushang received treatnt here. Isn't that right?"

"Yes. I treated her."

Hua Sochen answered.

After answering, she stared at Tang Huazhong and hesitated.

'I have to tell him. He's a person who ca himself to protect the clinic.'

Hua Sochen made a decision.

"The Mara Thunder Buddha was killed by Myung."

"......!"

"......!"

Shock swept over the faces of Tang Huazhong and Yuexiang.

(End of Chapter)