The Youngest Member Chapter 30

Nangong Jin felt as if he were dreaming.

He couldn't believe any of the scenes unfolding before his eyes.

The fact that he was surrounded by two of the Dark Heavenly Son's disciples and an elder of the Demonic Cult during his mission, and that two of his seniors had died on his first mission.

Above all, the fact that Cheon Woojin, who had appeared out of nowhere, had so easily crushed and killed the Demonic Cult elder.

"What is this..."

That was all Nangong Jin could say.

He felt truly strange. With Cheon Woojin's appearance, a glimr of hope for life was seen, and at the sa ti, a sense of frustration from facing an overwhelming martial artist of the sa age set in.

Nangong Jin just stood there blankly with a strange expression that was neither smiling nor crying.

The Sex Demon was also in a similar situation, only slightly better than Nangong Jin.

"W-who are you?"

Having lived through all sorts of hardships, she, who was not easily flustered, stuttered. No matter how she looked at it, the guy in front of her was a young rising talent.

Ma Cheongseok, the elder of the Demonic Cult, was a man whose victory she, a second-class public enemy of the martial world, could not guarantee without prior preparation.

In other words, it ant that the guy in front of her was not a master she could face alone, unless her senior brother, the Blood Immortal, returned.

At first, she thought the guy might be an old master who had undergone Reversion to Youth. However, due to the nature of her martial arts, the Sex Demon could grasp the opponent's energy, specifically the density of their yang and yin ki, better than anyone else.

A fresh internal energy that an old master could never have was flowing around the guy's body.

"Hmm."

Cheon Woojin ignored the two dazed people and scanned his surroundings. As he spread his senses as wide as possible, he could feel the energy of all the martial artists around Jinggangshan.

A little further away, there was a master with an energy similar to the Sex Demon in front of him. It was likely a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son.

Also, a little further away were the Black Tortoise Unit and the Heavenly Tiger Unit of the Martial Alliance, and several martial artists were snooping around, as if they had heard the rumor about the Giant Stone Monster's tomb.

The problem was the masters felt at the edge of his senses. They were approaching this place very quickly, but their identities were hard to grasp.

The distance was too far, and their energy, while seeming pure, also had a sowhat ferocious side.

Crucially, the size of their energy was quite large.

'Comparable to the Martial Alliance Leader, Beili Tian.'

If it wasn't a master sent for support from the Martial Alliance, it was highly likely to be a cadre of the Demonic Cult or a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son.

Cheon Woojin, who had finished grasping the situation, looked at the Sex Demon with the Crescent Moon Staff hanging down.

At that, the Sex Demon flinched.

She was still in a situation where she was touching Nangong Jin's body.

"Did I interrupt?"

At Cheon Woojin's question, Nangong Jin was startled and distanced himself from the Sex Demon. Cheon Woojin, who gave a light nod, soon raised his energy.

Whoosh-!

A dark energy gathered around the Crescent Moon Staff. At that sight, the Sex Demon's eyes widened. The fear of soone deeply engraved in her subconscious was seeping out.

"W-wait."

The Sex Demon held out her palm towards Cheon Woojin, indicating that she had no intention of fighting.

Cheon Woojin tilted his head.

"You attacked us first."

"...You an you're also from the Martial Alliance?"

The Sex Demon couldn't believe it. As a basic qualification of a public enemy of the martial world, she had grasped all the information about the masters of the Martial Alliance. In her mory, there was no master of the alliance connected to Cheon Woojin.

As Cheon Woojin took a step closer, the Sex Demon took two steps back.

"W-wait. I didn't kill them."

Cheon Woojin tilted his head. It was so different from the dispositions of the disciples of the Dark Heavenly Son that he had heard from his Black Master. The disciples of the Dark Heavenly Son were madn who would never bend their spirit even in the face of death.

At Cheon Woojin's ambiguous attitude, the Sex Demon continued to ramble on as if she had glimpsed hope.

"The guy you killed is an elder of the Demonic Cult. He's probably the third-in-command of the Ma family, one of the seven great families. Anyway, he's the one who killed the Martial Alliance mbers. I'm weaker than him, so I was just trying to get on his good side. In a word, it ans that since he's dead, I have no reason to fight you."

"Aha."

Cheon Woojin roughly nodded his head and started walking. However, far from subsiding, his montum beca even more ferocious and was pressing down on the Sex Demon.

Rumble-!

The energy that erupted from Cheon Woojin's entire body pressed down on the scene. A decent martial artist would not even be able to breathe.

Of course, by Cheon Woojin's standards, Nangong Jin was a decent martial artist. Nangong Jin choked and hurriedly took a step back.

Cheon Woojin glanced at Nangong Jin.

'He's definitely not as good as young hero Song.'

If the two of them were to fight to the death right now, Nangong Jin might win, but in just a few years, the situation would be reversed.

Cheon Woojin, who thought so, looked at the Sex Demon again. The Sex Demon's face was deathly pale.

As he faced the energy, he was sure. He knew whose martial arts the monstrous rising talent in front of him had learned.

The Sex Demon suddenly burst into tears.

"Ah, senior brother Black Master must have sent you to kill ."

"...?"

Cheon Woojin had a dumbfounded expression.

However, the Sex Demon did not stop.

She even fell to her knees and shed large tears. The woman with a captivating atmosphere looked up at Cheon Woojin with red eyes on her white face.

Any man would have been moved. It was not just because of the Sex Demon's outstanding appearance.

The Sex Demon was also one of the nad disciples who had been properly taught martial arts by the Dark Heavenly Son. Among the dozens of martial artists the Dark Heavenly Son had taught, the nad disciples were few, and they were all people who could be called great demons in the martial world.

Such a Sex Demon had been releasing the beauty poison into the air from the mont she first saw Cheon Woojin until now. It was a sophisticated and deadly poison that could not be compared to the beauty poison the courtesans had released at Cheonghwaru.

Cheon Woojin had already swallowed a large amount of the beauty poison while breathing.

'A sufficient amount of beauty poison must have accumulated in his body.'

The Sex Demon had a sneer inwardly as she looked at the approaching Cheon Woojin with a dry expression. It wasn't that there hadn't been masters who had acted so conceited before.

Pretending not to be interested in won, pretending to be noble, pretending to have no desires other than martial arts...

When guys like that were affected by the beauty poison, they would drool and beg. Many renowned old masters in the martial world had died after showing such a sight to the Sex Demon.

Let alone a rising talent in the pri of his life.

"Great hero..."

The Sex Demon called Cheon Woojin in a thin voice. Soon, the approaching Cheon Woojin looked down at the Sex Demon with a nonchalant expression.

A mont of silence passed like that.

Cheon Woojin raised the Crescent Moon Staff high. He was on the verge of bringing it down and smashing the Sex Demon's head.

Soon, the Crescent Moon Staff, filled with a dark energy, fell down as heavily as Mount Tai.

At the sa ti, the corners of the Sex Demon's mouth twisted. Her pupils were turning a light pink.

Bewitching Soul Divine Art.

Its original na was Bewitching Soul Art.

It was a sex art that the Dark Heavenly Son had created for fun for his female disciple, but it was the martial art that had made the Sex Demon who she was today.

Soon, her internal energy erupted in all directions, and the density of the air instantly increased.

The Sex Demon slightly rose from her seat. She had no doubt about her martial arts. After all, she had attached the na 'divine art' to it herself.

But, it was strange.

She had planned to snatch the guy's dark iron staff and lay him down. But the guy's pupils were still looking at her with a clear mind.

In that short mont.

A doubt that had never arisen since she had learned the Bewitching Soul Art seeped into her heart.

'Don't tell

it didn't work...'

Before her thought could even finish.

Swoosh-!

The Crescent Moon Staff fell. The Sex Demon's eyes widened for a mont. It was as if her ti had slowed down.

The rising talent was looking down at her with a contemptuous gaze, and the dark iron staff was rcilessly approaching.

Soon, as the Crescent Moon Staff ca right in front of the Sex Demon's nose.

"..."

Her world went black.

The Sex Demon thought her head had been completely smashed and she had died.

"It seems a lot of ti has passed."

It was a familiar voice.

Only then did the Sex Demon cautiously open her eyes.

What was blocking her view was not a dark iron staff, but a wrinkled, rough palm.

"S-senior brother."

The Blood Immortal, who had said he was leaving to find new prey, had returned. He was in a state of having received Cheon Woojin's Crescent Moon Staff with one hand.

Cheon Woojin looked at the Blood Immortal with interest.

The Blood Immortal also looked at Cheon Woojin and gave his unique benevolent smile.

"Junior sister, you seem to have forgotten who you're dealing with. Would his disciple be affected by such a sex art?"

Only then did the Sex Demon realize what she had done.

It had been decades since her great senior brother, the Black Master, had disappeared from the world.

It was a truly long ti.

So, she had forgotten.

How fearso a being he was, and how grueso his martial arts were.

"Y-you an this guy is really the great senior brother's disciple?"

The Sex Demon, who had hurriedly gotten up, took two steps back and said. The Blood Immortal gently stroked the Crescent Moon Staff with his palm.

"Isn't it the Crescent Moon Staff? Although it's mixed with various energies, I can definitely feel the energy of the Dark Heaven Heart Art."

Dark Heaven Heart Art.

It was one of the few martial arts with the Dark Heaven, the nickna of the absolute being, attached to it.

The Blood Immortal looked at the empty air as if recalling a distant past and said.

"Our master only bestowed upon us martial arts that matched our level. If we couldn't prove our qualifications, we could never learn the martial arts of the Dark Heaven."

"...That's right."

The Sex Demon also nodded her head. Her body trembled once, as if a fearso mory had co to mind.

The Blood Immortal's words continued.

"Among our disciples, only three have been taught the martial arts of the Dark Heaven. And the one who has inherited the most progress among them is our great senior brother, isn't he?"

Black Master.

The Blood Immortal once again repeated that fearso na. Except for their master, the greatest being in the world was their great senior brother.

"The being who was closest to our master. But the unfortunate great disciple who could not ultimately reach him."

The expressions of the Blood Immortal and the Sex Demon, who were recalling the Black Master, were truly strange. It was not unconditional fear, nor was it resentnt or hatred, and it was even less affection.

The Blood Immortal looked at Cheon Woojin blankly and said.

"Instead of paying respects to your senior uncles, you're pointing a nacing iron staff at them. Is that what your great senior brother taught you?"

The Blood Immortal scolded Cheon Woojin. At that, surprisingly, Cheon Woojin withdrew the Crescent Moon Staff and cupped his fist.

"Cheon Woojin, the disciple of the Black Master. I pay my respects to my senior uncles."

"..."

The Blood Immortal looked at Cheon Woojin blankly. He couldn't figure out what kind of guy he was. His martial arts were as nacing and powerful as seeing the great senior brother in his youth, but his disposition had a subtle gentleness.

Could a disciple of the Black Master be like that?

Even if everyone had an innate disposition, there was no way a person with such a disposition could have learned martial arts under the great senior brother.

For the Blood Immortal, who did not know that Cheon Woojin had served both the Black Master and the White Master at the sa ti, it was sothing he could never understand.

"A disciple of the great senior brother is a mber of the Martial Alliance..."

The Blood Immortal, who was thinking deeply, nodded his head.

"I see. You're the one who killed the Asura Demon Lord."

"That's right."

"Why did you kill him?"

Cheon Woojin answered calmly.

"Because he's a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son."

"..."

"That is my master's order."

At the sa ti, a red fan that had popped out from the Blood Immortal's robes was swung long.

It was truly in the blink of an eye.

Slice-!

Following that, a sound of tearing flesh erupted, and soon, a red blood line was drawn vertically across Cheon Woojin's entire body.

(End of Chapter)