Taean, Shandong Province.
Tianlian Headquarters, Grand Secret Pavilion.
"It is said that he clashed head-on with the Great Saber of Chaos, Ga Mogong, beat him to death, and then disappeared."
"Did you lose him?"
"It is said that he loaded the bodies of those who had attacked with him onto a cart, returned to Yifeng Hall, cremated them, and then disappeared using his lightness skill."
"Find him! Find him even if you have to search the whole world! He will definitely appear again. Because the more power you have, the more you end up using it!"
The head of the Grand Secret Pavilion, the master of the Maoshan Sect, Gongye Zhong, had to find the child who had inherited the Immortal Demonic Aura.
Guiyang, Guizhou Province.
There, he had found a boy who might be that child. But it was said that things had happened and he had disappeared in a few days. The fact that he was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy did not match the child at that ti, but considering the power of the Immortal Demonic Aura, it was an unknown matter, so he had to find him first.
But the boy, who had been lost once, did not appear even as spring passed and sumr was ending.
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Ten Thousand Peaks Forest.
Since more than ten thousand peaks ford a forest of nurous peaks in layers for hundreds of miles from east to west, soone said at the magnificent sight.
That it was thousands of miles vast and that its grandeur was the best in the world.
When you enter the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest, there is a mountain peak next to a mountain peak, a mountain peak behind a mountain peak, and a mountain peak in front of and in front of that mountain peak.
As you move, looking at the different scenery of each mountain peak, you can see that there is a village below the mountain peak, and that there are also mountain peaks below and next to that village.
It was literally ten thousand peaks.
When viewed from a distance, it seed to be soaring with the montum of a million troops.
Perhaps because of that, the nearby villagers had great pride in the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest.
It was around the ti when the hot sumr was ending.
About twenty people were visible in a place deep inside the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest.
They were about ten villagers from a nearby village and four martial artists equipped with weapons.
"It's from there. If you go around that peak that looks like a turtle's head, you'll see two stone peaks that have collapsed. A roar like thunder had been bursting out incessantly all sumr, and one day a village hunter went to see, and the peaks had collapsed. Please catch whatever monster did such a thing."
When one of the burly n of the village pointed with his finger and spoke, the four martial artists each grabbed their weapons and stared at the turtle-head-shaped peak.
And among them, a middle-aged swordsman with a sword at his waist said, putting on airs.
"You all don't worry about anything and go back and prepare so alcohol and at."
"We will prepare enough alcohol and at. Please don't get hurt and be sure to take care of the monster."
An old man with a bent back among the villagers said earnestly.
"Don't worry about useless things and go back and prepare the balance."
"Yes, yes. We will do so."
It was an old man who was constantly bowing his waist.
But not only the old man, but all the villagers showed no sign of returning.
The middle-aged swordsman who saw the scene turned his head and said.
"If it collapsed a stone peak, it must be a guy with a sturdy body. A thousand-year-old centipede-like guy is usually like that. When you catch such a guy, you have to cut the horn on its forehead. If you just cut that, it won't be able to distinguish heaven and earth. The scared guy will go on a rampage to find its den. That's the most dangerous mont. Even people like us can die in one go if we dodge wrongly."
The middle-aged swordsman, who spoke as if he were bringing up a past experience while looking at the rock peak that resembled a turtle's head, looked back at the villagers and said.
"If you're going to wait for us, stay back about a hundred feet, no, when the guy starts to go crazy, rocks the size of a head will fly in all directions, so stay back about two hundred feet (600m)."
At the words that rocks the size of a head would fly, the villagers flinched and stepped back.
"If you don't want your head to burst and die, either go back to the village or hide well two hundred feet away. Well, let's all go. Pack your weapons tightly."
"Yes."
"Don't worry. We've been doing this for a day or two."
The three martial artists spoke with a good spirit, each drew their weapons, and began to move towards the rock peak that was shaped like a turtle's head.
The middle-aged swordsman looked around and followed them.
When they had gone away like that, the villagers began to whisper.
"Will it be okay? The number seems a little small."
"Will it be small? Last year there were three."
"Last year it wasn't to the extent of collapsing a rock peak."
"Well, it did cause a lot of trouble for a long ti. Even collapsing the rock peaks."
"Stop talking nonsense and everyone go back."
When the old man with a bent back spoke a little sternly, the whispering people closed their mouths and began to return to the village.
The last ones left were two old people.
An old man with a bent back and an old woman in gray clothes.
The old man was the village chief, and the old woman was a shaman.
"This year, the Ten Thousand Peaks God seems really different, I don't know if he will be satisfied with just those guys."
"If he continues to be like that even after receiving those offerings, we will have to look for more offerings."
"I guess there's no other way..."
"We'll know when we see tomorrow, so let's go back for now."
"Let's do that."
When even the two old people had returned, only a desolate wind blew gently.
The four martial artists were gathered behind the turtle-head-shaped rock peak.
"Did they go?"
"Yes, it seems they all went back to the village, scared."
A martial artist said, looking far away from a high place in the middle of the rock peak.
"Then co down."
"Yes, big brother."
When the martial artist who had been watching the villagers ca down, the four gathered in one place.
Soon, the middle-aged swordsman, Fu Yangsuo, took out a purse from his bosom and emptied it onto his palm.
Ten silver coins ca out.
"Since it's ten taels, let's all take two taels each and use the remaining two taels for lodging and food, everyone has no objection, right?"
"Yes."
"Let's do that."
"It's a windfall that there's so much blind money like this."
"That's all because big brother Fu chose this direction. You're really great."
"Can't we get the balance? Since it's double, everyone can earn four more taels."
Everyone said a word each.
In the anti, Wu Jinguang coveted the balance.
"I've told you before. I've faced a red python before. After seeing that python swallow my colleague whole, I never face such monsters."
Fu Yangsuo frowned.
But as if he was reluctant to give up the balance, Wu Jinguang did not give up.
"You said that was over ten years ago. Now you can even exert your sword qi..."
"You fool. The bodies of such monsters are no match for ordinary sword qi. You have to have the highest level of sword qi to be able to face them. Moreover, if it's a monster that can collapse stone peaks like that, it must be a monster among monsters, so what ability do we have to face it?"
"Is there really no way?"
"No. Even if there is, I won't do it. Do you want to see your body lt until you die in the belly of a monster like a python? Or do you want to be sucked dry until you die by a thousand-year-old spider? Do you know what the centipede side is like? It will eat your body bit by bit. If you want to experience that, I won't stop you."
At Fu Yangsuo's chilling words, everyone made a disgusted face and shook their heads.
"Aigoo, I'll quit."
Wu Jinguang also gave up.
"Everyone, don't forget. In a fight between martial artists, even a slightly stronger person can be killed. No matter how strong a master is, it's not that a sword can't be embedded in his body. But it's not the case with monsters that are said to be a thousand or ten thousand years old. Since you can't wound their bodies, you must run away first. Got it?"
"Yes."
"Since you understand, let's stop. The monster that is said to be here will co because of your voice, big brother."
At Wu Jinguang's words, everyone looked around and was on guard.
"I don't know what kind of monster it is, but since it seems that its territory is from there, it should be fine as long as we don't go that way. Hmm, let's go that way and get out of here."
Fu Yangsuo, who had looked around, chose a direction.
It was a direction that had the place where the stone peaks had collapsed to the side.
From the beginning, he had no intention of facing a monster or a demon, so he was thinking of just taking the advance paynt and quietly running away.
But it was when he was just about to leave.
Thwack!
A roar that shook the Ten Thousand Peaks Forest suddenly burst out.
Everyone was so startled that they looked back and saw a large rock peak exploding, and a hazy dust spread like a wave.
"......!"
"Is it a monster?"
"Run, run!"
While everyone was so surprised that they had frozen like stone statues, Fu Yangsuo shouted and ran off to one side.
When Fu Yangsuo ran, the rest also followed.
Everyone was so surprised that they ran like crazy without even checking the appearance of the monster.
But before they had even run ten feet.
Thud!
Sothing fell in front of Fu Yangsuo, who was running away at the front.
"Ugh?"
"Aaargh!"
Everyone was so surprised that their hearts stopped, and they stopped abruptly.
A person was visible.
It was a boy in tattered clothes.
Everyone stroked their chests in relief that it was not a monster, and they raised their guard again because it was a person.
"Wh-who are you?"
Fu Yangsuo shouted.
His hand was holding the hilt of his sword so that he could draw it at any ti.
The boy looked over everyone, starting with such a Fu Yangsuo.
"We just need to get out of here."
Fu Yangsuo said again.
At this ti, the boy, who had looked over everyone, turned his gaze to Fu Yangsuo and held out his hand.
"......!"
Fu Yangsuo was puzzled and looked at the boy's hand.
He was holding out his hand with the palm up.
'It seems he wants sothing? Does he want sothing to eat?'
It was when Fu Yangsuo was about to ask what he ant and turned his gaze to the boy's face.
"Just leaving is a fraud."
"......!"
The boy's voice was very clear.
But the aning of the words made Fu Yangsuo and the others flinch.
"Give all the money you received."
It was a demand to hand over the advance paynt they had received as a reward for getting rid of the monster from the villagers.
Those who had been so startled made a face as if they were provoked by the demand for money.
It seems that money has the power to overco even fear.
"Did you collapse the stone peaks here, young hero?"
Fu Yangsuo asked carefully.
As befitting his cunning, he had raised their vigilance by asking a question first before the others could move their mouths or hands wrongly.
"Or do you want to fight?"
"Ah, no. That's not what I an."
The boy's head and clothes were covered in stone dust.
The roar that had burst out just a mont ago and the lightness skill that had fallen in front of them like a teor.
If they acted wrongly, this place could beco their grave.
Fu Yangsuo quickly took a low posture and took out a purse from his bosom and placed four silver coins on the boy's palm.
Then the boy turned his gaze to Wu Jinguang, who was behind Fu Yangsuo.
Although Wu Jinguang had a strong desire for money, his head was not a decoration. While frowning, he took out two silver coins and placed them on the boy's palm.
Then the boy's gaze turned to the back.
The remaining two also had no choice but to take out the silver coins they had each received and place them on the boy's palm.
The boy, who had received ten silver coins like that, looked over everyone and then kicked the ground and shot up.
When Fu Yangsuo and the others looked with surprised faces, he flew dozens of feet in an instant, and then, with a roar, he planted himself on the ground and then flew again as if he were flying.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
It was the sound of the boy moving away in an instant.
"He's a monster."
"Are you saying that brat was the monster?"
"Maybe..."
Fu Yangsuo could not take his eyes off him with a surprised face.
Thud!
The boy who had fallen to the ground was none other than Cho Myung.
He had heard the conversation that Fu Yangsuo and the others had had and had known that they had cheated the villagers. So he had blocked their way and had taken the money they had cheated.
"The villagers are worse."
They had also cheated.
Because they had driven Fu Yangsuo and the others as offerings with the lie of asking them to catch a monster.
Cho Myung turned his head.
There, a huge centipede that was so big that the word 'monster' would co out on its own was dead. It was a guy he had run into as soon as he arrived here, and although the size of its head was only as big as a bull, it was huge.
Cho Myung approached the centipede's corpse.
Since it had been rotting for a long ti, it slled bad.
Cho Myung, who had frowned once, stretched out his fist towards the area right below the centipede's head.
A roar burst out, and the hard outer shell was broken.
Cho Myung, who had separated the centipede's head, dragged the rest of the body.
A large hole was gaping at the bottom of a huge rock wall. It was where the centipede had crawled out.
Cho Myung put the rotting body of the centipede into the hole and then blocked the entrance tightly by throwing large rocks continuously. And then he dragged the centipede's head and headed to the village.
"The Ten Thousand Peaks God!"
"What a thunderbolt from a clear sky!"
When Cho Myung appeared, the village was in an uproar.
How could they not be surprised when the head of the Ten Thousand Peaks God, which the village that had existed for hundreds of years had served for a long ti, had been cut off?
The faces of the villagers who were looking at Cho Myung were filled with anger.
Since the sight of him dragging the head of the Ten Thousand Peaks God was unusual, they could not dare to attack him and just showed their hostility.
Cho Myung, regardless, held out his hand to the two old people, the village chief and the shaman, who had co running late.
"Give the balance."
The village chief and the shaman looked back and forth between the head of the Ten Thousand Peaks God and Cho Myung with trembling eyes.
Cho Myung waited silently with his hand outstretched.
The village chief, who had composed himself after a long ti, asked.
"Did you kill it, young hero?"
"That's right."
"But it's already decaying?"
"Because I killed it about three months ago."
"Then you are not the person we hired."
"......"
"We cannot give you the money."
It was a face that said he wanted to vent his anger even if it was like this.
Cho Myung stared at the village chief's face and then withdrew his hand.
"How long has it been like that?"
"What do you an?"
"The offering."
"......!"
Not only the village chief and the shaman, but all the villagers' faces were filled with surprise and fear.
The burly n of the village slyly brought forward the farm tools they had been hiding behind them.
Hoes, sickles, hand hoes, etc.
But Cho Myung did not even give them a glance.
"You are all really bad people."
Cho Myung, who had said that, grabbed the head of the centipede. And he spun around and then threw it with all his might towards the sky.
The head of the centipede, which was as big as a bull, shot up into the sky.
The mont the two old people and the other villagers frowned and looked at it.
"The children will be innocent."
At Cho Myung's words, the pale-faced villagers scattered in all directions. So ran into their respective houses, grabbed the hands of their children, and ran out again. So of the burly n ca out, carrying the elderly on their backs.
Even people who were so wicked as to offer others as sacrifices seed to be human to their own flesh and blood.
Thud!
The head of the centipede fell in the middle of the village.
It smashed the well that was in the middle of the village, and not only that, but the ground burst, and rocks flew in all directions, hitting the nearby houses. Most of the houses could not hold out and collapsed.
Cho Myung approached the head of the centipede.
Even though it had fallen from such a high place, it was still intact.
Cho Myung grabbed the head of the centipede and threw it with all his might towards the sky again.
Thud!
A few houses were smashed.
Cho Myung grabbed the head of the centipede again. And he threw it with all his might towards the sky.
Thud!
In just three tis, half of the village was devastated.
"I will give you the balance! Please! Please forgive !"
The village chief shouted at the top of his lungs, prostrating himself on the ground.
The villagers also all prostrated themselves on the ground.
Cho Myung squatted in front of the village chief and held out his hand. The village chief, who took out a purse from his bosom and placed it whole on Cho Myung's hand. Cho Myung threw a cold gaze at such a village chief.
"If the centipede is the Ten Thousand Peaks God, what am I, who beat the Ten Thousand Peaks God to death?"
"......!"
The village chief trembled as if he were having a seizure.
The villagers prostrated themselves.
Cho Myung got up from his seat. And he threw a cold gaze at the people who were prostrating themselves in front of him and then turned around.
For a child to grow up is to realize oneself and to know the world.
Although Cho Myung was young, he had seen and experienced many things.
He knew what kind of world he was living in, and he had also realized how he should live.
If he wanted to protect his happiness without being swayed by others, he had to change himself.
Cho Myung thought so, and he began to change himself.
(End of Chapter)
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