Rebirth of the Heavenly Demon Rebirth of the Heavenly Demon 73

Chapter 73: Don’t Look Back (1)

Translator: hwarang

Editor: Klaurem

“Danjoo-nim, we have returned.”

Two men entered the Wind Tavern. They were former subordinates of Baek Pyo when he was still the Head Guard for the Mengju. The one with a bigger physique was Yang Chung and the one who looked younger was Myung Do. They were Baek Pyo’s most loyal subordinates.

They were the ones who tried to stop Baek Pyo from leaving, saying that they would quit with him.

He jokingly disciplined them, “I am no longer the Danjoo, what if Yim Danjoo found out?”

Yim Joon Tae, who was the former vice-leader of the Fierce Guard Sect, had now become the new leader of the Fierce Guard Sect after Baek Pyo retired.

Then Yang Chung jokingly said, “But Yim Danjoo-nim always talks about you. How he misses you, and how he will quit his job.”

Myung Do nodded his head in agreement.

Baek Pyo smiled, “That man...”

Back when Baek Pyo was still the Leader of the Fierce Guard Sect he was a leader that was respected by all of his subordinates and he had a pretty good relationship with his vice-leader Yim Joon Tae.

It wasn’t just for Baek Pyo but everyone else as well. They all respected one another and had a good relationship with one another since they knew how hard this work was.

While most other guarding jobs consisted of patrolling and guarding the door, being the personal guard for the mengju was different as well as difficult. They always had to be on their guard since the life of the mengju was in their hands.

Baek Pyo laughed and said, “Tell him that although that place may be hard work, out here is hell. That it is a blessing in a disguise and he should work hard.”

“We’ll tell him sooner or later. Or you can tell him yourself.”

“Tell him he can visit any day.”

Besides the first time he visited Baek Pyo on his opening day, Yim Joon Tae didn’t have the time to visit Baek Pyo anymore. However Baek Pyo wasn't saddened by it since he knew best what sort of position it was.  He was thankful that Yim Joon Tae visited him on the first day.

The two people brought their own alcohol and Baek Pyo brought them food from the kitchen.

Then they said with a serious face, “Danjoo-nim, we have something to discuss you about.”

He sat in front of them with open ears, “What is it?”

They said it in a serious tone, “We want to quit.”

“Why?”

“Just because… it's hard.”

He knew that this wasn’t the whole truth since it was hard the moment they joined this sect.

“And there is no sense of purpose…”

This was the real reason.

The only reason that someone would become a guard, is because of the pride it brings protecting that person. Because of this, they would risk their lives protecting the person. However, Ma Bong Gi wasn’t someone that they believed to be worthy, so there was nothing in it for them.

They were taught to remove their emotion from their work, but how could they? They didn’t like Ma Bong Gi, and now the Heavenly Dao Gate was causing problems in various places across the Central Plain.

So they thought to themselves, ‘Why must we protect someone like this?’

Plagued by these thoughts, they made up their minds. And now they wanted to discuss it with Baek Pyo.

“Do you have any plans after you leave?” Baek Pyo questioned them.

Yang Chung said it jokingly, “Can’t we wash dishes here?”

Myung Do added, “I’ll cook in the kitchen.”

The three of them were laughing.

Then he looked at them with a serious expression, “Do you really want to work here?”

The two of them exchanged glances. They knew that Baek Pyo’s real work wasn’t in the kitchen but somewhere else. How can three men work in such a small shop? No, aside from being small would he really ask them to do this sort shop work?

They didn’t ask what sort of work it was. And answered without hesitation, “Just instruct us.”

It seems that they were still loyal.

Baek Pyo said, “This will be your last meal as a customer so… drink and eat all you want.”

***

There are days when I think that no matter what sort of martial artist you are, you are a martial artist. This was how I think when I evaluate women as well. If people ask me when women are most beautiful, then I would say at moments like this.

Shiinnng!

Song Hwa Rin swung her sword at my heart.

Of course, I am not saying that they are most beautiful when they are aiming for my life.What I am trying to say is, I think they look the most beautiful when they are full of sweat practicing their martial arts.

If that was my taste, then Song Hwa Rin right now might be the most ideal type of women.

Slender legs and waist. Plump breast. The ideal body and face. On top of that, she was even drenched in sweat now due to practice. Nothing could compare to how she looked right now.

I dodged her blade and yelled, “One more time!”

“Again!”

“Again!”

“Again!”

We were practicing her techniques again and again.

“If you get into a real situation you will get nervous. Nervousness can lead to mistakes. The only way to prevent this is by practice.”

You must practice until your body memorizes it. A human’s mind is a very fickle thing, no one knows how it will react to certain things. They could fall into a trap that someone laid out, or they

could have a mental breakdown

However, it is alright if the body remembers what to do.

Even if your mind doesn’t know what do, if your body remembers, then you can live.

This was how I was instructed her.

Although I wasn’t going to be there, since this was her fight I was going to leave her to it.

Once she finally memorized one thing, I instructed something else.

“If you attack him, most likely your master will dodge your attacks.”

“He will dodge them?”

“So you must end this using combination attacks.”

I didn’t know whether she knew how devastating these attacks were but I knew that the man who taught her these would do his best to avoid getting hit.

“All you have to do is prepare for two things.”

I don’t know if he knows how devastating these attacks are or if he does not. But I knew how he would react to both cases.

I trained her through the night.

Around midnight she collapsed, panting on the ground at the place she was standing. This

was probably the first time that she practiced this hard.

I sat next to her.

“Good work today.”

She said while looking up into the stars, “Something about this training feels different.”

“It's because you were stuck in a mold.”

“What? Mold?”

She raised her body. Although she looked tired she looked brighter than ever. It was like the more tired you were the clearer your mind becomes.

 “The mold that your master created for you. The mold where it made you satisfied by practicing only so much. The mold that made you tired after going over it. What should I say…”

“What?”

“ A limit.”

“Ah!”

“What you are feeling today is because you overcame that limit. Reached a place that you have never gone before. Although everyone believes that they need to overcome their limits, they don’t know what that limit is.”

She nodded at my words. Since it sounded right to her. “However, a limit isn’t just external. Sometimes it could be internal.”

“What do you mean?”

“There is a limit internally as well. Your usual habits, thoughts, and actions. Those are limits too. What I mean by breaking through this is to change yourself. Changing your actions, your habits as well as your thought.”

“Ah!”

She was deeply engrossed in her thoughts, and I gave her plenty of time since this was a very important for Kang Ho-In. Something like this could take as short as minutes to hours.

After some time she looked at me and said, “I don’t completely understand it, but get parts of it.”

“That’s good for now. Good work today.”

Although she was full of sweat from today’s work she was smiling.

“You must train like this every day. Since you will meet your master in a few days.”

“Thanks”

“It’s nothing much.”

 As I was leaving I said, “Don’t forget. That day it won't be me or your mind fighting, it will be your body.”

***

I infiltrated the San Dong Dark Guild’s headquarters.

Since I was on a verge of reaching a hundred twenty years’ worth of energy, there was no one here that could detect me. I knew that my fate with them wasn’t over, who would have thought that it would be like this?

Two people were having a conversation in Ya Chun’s room. It was Ya Chun and his right-hand man Koo Chul. The man who killed Si Gon.

“It wouldn’t be that they are not coming because they got lost. Those bastards of the Four Great

Powers. They dare ignore us?”

When the Dark Guild asked the Ho Yeon School for help, they knew that they would send Ho Yeon Nam. However, he never came to meet them.

“It doesn’t matter, this isn’t my first time dealing with those old fools.”

“But the situation is different now. We are dealing with the Heavenly Dao Gate’s Decimator, Yeom

Hwa.

“Hmmmm.”

“I am worried that they might have a different scheme.”

“Have a different scheme?”

“I am just worried they might betray us and take our money. Didn’t we promise them two hundred thousand nyang for this?”

This was what Ho Yeon Sae requested. He said he would never take this request if it was anything less than that. Not only that they also had to give the Kang Suh Dark Guild fifty thousand nyang in addition as introduction fee. The Ho Yeon school had a close relationship with Kang Suh Dark Guild.

So the total amount of nyang invested was two hundred fifty thousand nyang.

It was pretty hard to calculate how much time they need to regain that much money, but it was

better than losing their lives.

“We should have solved this ourselves.”

“Your tricks won’t work on someone like Yeom Hwa.”

“But if we charge at his together…”

“All of your will probably all die together. Where is the Decimator right now?”

“He is at an inn with the Five Divine Swords of the Heavenly Dao Gate.”

“You are observing him well right?”

“We are watching him twenty-four seven, but I have a question.”

“What?”

“Why is the Decimator staying at an inn? Since we are his target he should be coming to for us

right?”

“It's because he is not here to assassinate me.”

“What?”

“He is here to get revenge on me. He is here to show not just the San Dong but the entire Central

Plain. To show the whole world that the Decimator is here to destroy us. They are just setting the

stage, and they will strike when the time is right.”

Koo Chul’s expression darkened at Ya Chun’s word, “But we didn’t kill Ma Jung Soo. I will try to

appease them.”

“Would they believe you? It's already too late.”

The moment they killed Si Gon things spiraled out of their control.

“I will take responsibility and kill him.”

“Don’t talk nonsense and prepare to depart.”

“Where are you going?”

“To meet Ho Yeon Nam. Since they won’t come to us we must go to them.”

All that he could believe in was Ho Yeon School. He must do his best to escape while the

Heavenly Dao Gate took on the Ho Yeon School.

After Ya Chun placed the book in a certain order a small corridor opened.

He placed Koo Chul outside and went inside.

After a while, he came back out carrying something.

“Son of a bitch! You may hate us but you can never hate this.”

The two people left the room.

An hour later a carriage secretly left the Dark Guild’s headquarter.

I placed myself right outside watching them leave.

The place that I was at allowed me to listen to their conversation as well as see him going into the

secret door.

I was sure there was a safe inside that door. Since only Koo Chul was accompanying him it means no one else knew about it except the two of them.

After staring at the room for a while I placed my sights onto the carriage.

The thing that I had to be concerned with is not the money but their movements. Money must not

be my objective, since I could always take it from them.

I threw myself in the direction of the carriage.

When one of the guards looked up I was already gone from that place.

Chapter end