Little Demon Reversi Chapter 120

Ling Yunchan said, "The Blood Sect is a public enemy of the Central Plains martial world. If they appear, we will fight to the death anyway."

"Yes. That alone is not enough."

Baekji shook his finger.

"I've thought about it. The Blood Sect infiltrated the White Mountain Sect in Sichuan and the Tang family, so why is Shaanxi so quiet?"

"..."

"Looking closely, I saw that you all were fighting like crazy. Planting spies on each other, sending assassins... because of that, you're keeping your houses in order, right?"

It was true.

"That's why the Blood Sect had no room to seep in. Continue to maintain that tension in the future. But now, that alone is not enough. The areas where you've pushed your boundaries to each other could beco vulnerable. And if a Blood Demon runs wild... a single sect can't handle it. You have to work together."

"..."

"I'm the one who beat up a Blood Demon, right? Speaking from the feeling I got in actual combat, you four here... three in the 'true realm' and one hanging on the threshold of the 'flower realm'. If the four of you were to fight to mutual destruction, could you barely catch one? It might be difficult."

Silence fell at Baekji's words.

Could it be true?

"You'll have to train hard. If you don't want to die. After you die, money and power are all useless. Train in the ti you'd spend on turf wars."

"..."

"If there's anything you don't know, ask . I'll teach you."

"...?"

Baekji finished speaking and shouted towards the scribes. It ant to write again.

"Hahaha. Good! Since it has been neutral until now, the interests will be fierce, so this Honored One will decide."

Baekji divided Xi'an into four and decided on their respective territories.

Then he held up the map and shouted, "...The 'Four Hegemons of Shaanxi' who have bravely ford an alliance to protect Shaanxi from the group of madn who dream of eternal life! History will record it. Today's great assembly!"

The 'Four Hegemons of Shaanxi' felt as if their hands and feet were curling up.

It was finally over.

Baekji said to the scribes, "Organize it well and make a hundred copies. There are many places to send them."

Then he said to the leaders, "It's a relief that the 'Four Hegemons of Shaanxi Great Assembly' has ended well. You've worked hard. You may go back."

His tone had completely changed.

"Th... is this all."

"Then is there anything else left to do?"

"Ah, no."

"When the copies are made, I'll send one to each of you. Everything each of you said is written down, so don't say anything different later."

"...!"

Ling Yunchan flinched.

He realized that there were minutes more certain than a contract.

And also that those minutes would be spread throughout the world under the na of the 'Four Hegemons of Shaanxi Great Assembly' script.

"W-wait... show

the script."

Ling Yunchan ran to the scribe.

He had to know what he had said and how it was described.

Ha Wonjo and Guan Wuhyeok, who had belatedly realized the situation, also clamored to be shown the original.

Even Wu Tai got in line behind them.

"Hmm. I think this will be quite popular. The main characters are so interested from the start. Don't you think so?"

Baekji said to Wu Ping, satisfied.

'No way.'

Wu Ping answered inwardly.

On Baekji's pleased face.

The image of the foolish servant he had seen when he took Yang Soryeong a year ago overlapped.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Baekji sent the script of the 'Four Hegemons of Shaanxi Great Assembly' to the great sects and noble families, and to the Martial Alliance, and sent the rest to the famous theater troupes of the Central Plains.

* * *

"Kaaah."

Kwang―!

Jjeo-jeok!

A dark cavity.

The walls were cracking.

The Blood Fiend, seized by madness, let out a monstrous scream and randomly exploded his powerful ki.

The Blood Fiend, who had escaped Baekji's bamboo staff by fleeing underground, had seeped into the hideout he had prepared.

Unlike the Illusion Fiend, who had changed bodies several tis, the Blood Fiend insisted on his own body. He had barely achieved the 'Blood Demon Body' by adding Dang Cheon-ak's lifeblood to the 'Blood Blood Demonic Art' he had painstakingly trained for over sixty years...

A half-baked Blood Demon!

Baekji's ridicule did not leave his mind.

The body that had achieved the 'Blood Demon Body' was close to an indestructible diamond body. However, the ability to control the ki that should have followed did not work as he thought.

He could see the flow of ki, he could grasp it with his hands... but he couldn't control it.

Even if he went out into the martial world as he was now, there would be no opponent.

However... he could not handle the Blood Cult Leader.

If he could not kill the Blood Cult Leader even after becoming the supre being of the Blood Sect, the Blood Demon...

He was a half-baked Blood Demon.

'Is this just a difference in enlightennt! I can't believe it.'

It was better when he was a Blood Fiend. He could turn his powerful ki into a blood wheel and throw it.

Now, he was just a lump of powerful ki itself.

"Why? Why? Why on earth?"

The Blood Fiend struggled.

Then he stopped.

The Blood Cult Leader...!

That brat would know. Because he had achieved the 'Blood Demon Body' as he had told him. But he couldn't go to him. He would imdiately beco the Blood Cult Leader's puppet.

'The Advent of the Blood Heaven. So this was it.'

Sowhere in the world, there would be brats like him, hiding and training hard to achieve the 'Blood Demon Body'. If so, it ant that those brats had about six months left until they roughly achieved the 'Blood Demon Body'.

'Is that possible?'

Impossible. How could there be several masters like himself.

'No, the Blood Cult Leader can do it.'

The Blood Cult Leader might have found another way.

A being whose age was unknown.

As such, there was no way of knowing what was contained in his head.

The Blood Fiend was anxious.

'That brat, wouldn't that brat know?'

Baekji ca to mind.

'Yes, it's a hundred tis better than going to the Blood Cult Leader.'

The Blood Fiend gave up the aningless path of seeking enlightennt and decided to go and find Baekji.

There must be a way.

* * *

Seeing the main gate of the Yang-Bai rchant Sect in the distance, his heart felt pleased.

He had only been away for about a month, but it felt like a very long ti, and returning brought a new feeling.

'Actually, this isn't my hotown either.'

He had left to find out his identity before the reincarnation, but had only obtained the hypothesis that he was from the Demonic Cult and had returned.

He planned to stop here. He didn't want to know more.

Not knowing what his identity was in the past, it didn't matter at all.

And yet, for so reason, he felt empty.

"Senior Oh."

"Yes."

"You're an orphan, right?"

"Hathathat! From ancient tis, many great heroes have co from beggars' dens. A young orphan who barely survived, for the revenge of his family that was annihilated..."

"Hmm. Your family was annihilated? Which family was it?"

"...Sotis, one doesn't rember one's origin. Then one finds out later. Like fate."

"So for now, you're just an orphan."

Senior Oh was offended.

"Why are you asking such a thing?"

"How does it feel? The feeling of not knowing anyone in the world."

"Why would I not have anyone? I have brats I know in the beggars' den, and here too, there are my senior and junior brothers and the Seven Plums... there are so many."

"Never mind."

The main gate opened, and Yang Soryeong, the Seven Plums, Ajok, and the martial force leaders, including Mak Dae-hu, ca out.

"Baekji."

"Honored One!"

Yang Soryeong and the Seven Plums clung to Baekji.

'This is nice. Coming ho.'

Thinking about it, he had lacked nothing the most when he was the thoughtless Baekji.

'Yes... it's done. Just live.'

That night, a grand banquet was held.

Yang Soryeong shed tears at the news that her father was safe and even brought her mother.

"Guild Master Yang said he would co after he re-establishes the rchant guild."

"...He doesn't have to."

"There are fathers like that. Who don't want to show their children their pathetic side..."

"You sotis talk like an old man."

Yang Soryeong hesitated for a mont and asked, "They said you were the Alliance Leader's disciple? Have you regained your mory?"

"Yes? It's not like that. The Alliance Leader just scamd . My master is right in front of ."

"Why would the Alliance Leader scam you?"

"Because I'm outstanding. He intends to work

to the bone."

"...Really?"

"So I ran away."

Baekji, following the ways of the Zhong family, called everyone in the entire estate. Even the servants who worked there took a seat.

He saw Tie Yantai and nghua chatting with Hongyan...

'That chatterbox and the farr are here too.'

Quan Bai and Seongcheon were shalessly attending the banquet and drinking as if they were the owners.

The Mado master and disciple were also sitting in a corner, silently emptying their bowls.

Next to them, Mak Dae-hu and Hu Yeonjo, whom he had t after a long ti, were drinking together with awkward faces.

Ajok, Senior Oh, and Jang Sam were gathered with the Seven Plums, and Senior Oh was chattering away, spitting.

"...The main gate of the Yang rchant Guild was visible in the distance, and countless enemies were aiming their swords. A storm of killing intent. But I, the Wandering Great Hero, took one step, two steps forward. And I said. Get out of the way, those who block

will die!..."

"Wow..."

The Seven Plums let out continuous exclamations of admiration. Even though they knew it was an exaggeration, it seed to be exciting.

Baekji decided to forget about Senior Oh, who had collapsed and was flailing his sword at the air.

Because he had saved his master's father.

It seed he should do at least that much.

Not only the martial force, but also the servants carrying food were taking turns and drinking.

So if they ran out of food while eating, they would go directly to the kitchen to get it.

'There are truly many kinds of people gathered here.'

Demonic Cult mbers, Martial Alliance mbers, disciples, traitors, top ten masters, and even servants.

They were all alive, attending the banquet, eating and drinking.

Two more people were added to this.

"Nangong Zhao? What are you doing here?"

At Quan Bai's voice, he turned to see Nangong Zhao and Tang Yunseol entering.

Nangong Zhao and Tang Yunseol also had bewildered expressions.

This was the first ti for the two of them to be at such a banquet.

For everyone in the entire estate to gather and eat and drink.

There were no guards, not even soone guarding the main gate, so they just pushed it open and ca in, and it was a feast.

"Oh? Miss Yunseol! Chief Investigator! Over here."

Baekji called the two and introduced them to Yang Soryeong.

"This is my master. My real master!"

When Baekji said it proudly, Tang Yunseol was surprised.

'Such a young woman is his master?'

Thinking that he was teasing her, she looked around, but everyone was taking it for granted.

'This place is strange.'

No matter how much it was a rchant guild, it was a world of difference from the Tang family.

"I have sothing to say."

Nangong Zhao pulled Baekji to a corner.

"The Chief Military Advisor suspects that your origin might be the Demonic Cult."

"Why would he think that?"

"An absolute master at that age... the current martial world is a peaceful ti, but if you look inside, it's also the weakest ti. There's no place that could produce an absolute master, so he naturally thought of the Demonic Cult."

"For just that reason?"

"He recognized Mado's martial arts... and you called the 'Heaven-Shattering Demonic Saber' a 'divine saber', right? Besides, this place is crawling with Demonic Cult mbers."

"Hmm... the problem with Shangguan Ming is that he deludes himself into thinking he knows everything in the world. It's about ti he stepped down from the position of Chief Military Advisor."

"That's not what's important right now. Anyway, the current Chief Military Advisor is Shangguan Ming. If he publicly declares you to be from the Demonic Cult, you'll beco a public enemy of the martial world."

Baekji, after thinking for a mont, asked, "Is it okay for the chief investigator of the military affairs departnt to tell

such a thing?"

"..."

"Tell . What's the sche behind telling ?"

"The Chief Military Advisor wants to join hands. He wants to form an alliance while fighting the Blood Sect."

"Yes. Tell him no."

"..."

"He said it himself. That the power of the righteous path is nothing special."

"But it still has potential."

"More frightening than that potential is corruption."

"Corruption?"

"The Martial Alliance's Elder Hall. It showed the current situation of the righteous path as it is. If I get involved with brats like that, I don't know when I'll be stabbed in the back."

"That's only a part of it. Because the Martial Alliance's authority is so concentrated..."

As Nangong Zhao was explaining at length why the high-ranking officials of the Martial Alliance had no choice but to beco corrupt, Baekji cut him off.

"Yes... can't we talk about it later?"

"What? You want to talk about this important story later?"

"Now is the ti to eat. And then sleep. Tomorrow's worries are for tomorrow. If you worry in advance, you'll beco like Haewol."

"What kind of nonsense is that..."

Baekji, without even listening to Nangong Zhao's answer, went to the banquet hall.

"Tomorrow's worries are for tomorrow? What does that have to do with Haewol?"

It seed to contain so profound aning, and it also seed like he was just rambling.

As Baekji returned to the banquet hall and sat down, he saw Quan Bai and Seongcheon approaching.

"Senior Oh!"

Baekji called Senior Oh, who was in the middle of chattering away, showing his bandaged upper body, among his disciples and the Seven Plums.

"Yes, Master. What is it?"

Senior Oh stood up with a solemn face.

He was in an excited state from talking about the bloody battle in Xi'an.

"Over there, two martial world eccentrics are coming."

"...!"

Quan Bai, who was approaching, flinched and stopped when he saw Senior Oh.

Senior Oh said to Baekji, "Hahaha. Master! They are my old friends. I think I should go and greet them!"

Senior Oh quickly turned around and approached Quan Bai and Seongcheon, waving his hand.

"Ah! Senior Quan? Hahaha. When did you co? Who is this transcendent person who seems to be living in seclusion in the wilderness..."

Baekji entrusted the chatterbox Quan Bai to Senior Oh and enjoyed the wine and food.

(End of Chapter)