Little Demon Reversion to Youth Chapter 163

Hong-yeon, upon receiving the report that Hyuk-ryeonhu had entered, left the Hongng Brothel and went to the safe house.

"Ahem, what brings you here so late at night? No matter how much there is a superior-subordinate relationship, it is not polite for a woman to co and go in the dead of night."

The Western Divine General, Jian Yi, put down the book he was reading and looked at her as if to ask what was going on.

Aigoo. Do you think I ca because I wanted to? Hong-yeon barely suppressed the urge to pick her ears and said, "Hyuk-ryeonhu has entered the Hongng Brothel."

"Uhehe. Is that so? He must not be in his right mind after being spun around for a few days... treat him so that he can't co to his senses."

"There's no need to go that far..."

Hong-yeon, who had personally heard what Hyuk-ryeonhu had said to Baekji, did not want to treat Hyuk-ryeonhu like a human.

Even a bottle of alcohol was a waste. But she was reluctant because Jian Yi had told her to give him a warm welco.

"Ahem? It seems you don't know my intentions. When you eat a lot of greasy food, your head becos dull. That way, even if I appear, that brat will not suspect . That brat has to trust ... for him to reveal the secrets of the Hyuk-ryeon family, right?"

"There's no need..."

What's wrong with the Western Divine General being at the Sichuan branch... Hong-yeon was about to argue but stopped. It would only bring on Jian Yi's nagging.

"For the Hyuk-ryeon family to harbor rebellious thoughts... this is a serious matter that will turn the sect upside down. It is the Young Lord's order... there must not be a single mistake. Do you understand?"

Jian Yi nagged to the end.

"I understand."

Hong-yeon thought Baekji was better.

Although she was hit sotis, he was at least straightforward in his work...

On the one hand, she also felt sorry for Hyuk-ryeonhu, who had to go all the way to the distant Heavenly Mountains with Jian Yi.

* * *

"Ugh, ugh..."

A groan flowed from Tie Zhangshenbian's tightly closed lips. It wasn't because the place he had been hit hurt.

'I, the third-ranked of the Ten Great Masters... what on earth has happened to .'

He couldn't believe it himself.

He had been waiting for the day to fight the head of the Ten Great Masters, the Sword Saint... but he had co to the Yang-Bai rchant Sect and was being beaten like a neighborhood drum.

After Mado and Baekji... even that pale-faced brat...

Now, it was embarrassing to even call himself one of the Ten Great Masters.

As a result of fighting for over half an hour, he had been pushed back. No, if his opponent had not given him a handicap, he would not have been safe.

Tie Zhangshenbian was sitting down at the place where he had fought with Jin Tiansuo and was circulating his energy.

But he couldn't concentrate because he was constantly worried about the top of the mountain.

"Ppadeudeuk... no, this is not right..."

The brat who had gone up the mountain was not coming down. As the night deepened...

"By any chance..."

Mado and that brat are sitting face to face...

Just thinking about it made a hot fire burn in his chest.

Tie Zhangshenbian finally went up the mountain. He also knew where the hut where Mado and her disciple were staying was.

It was a hut built as if it were hanging on a cliff. Behind the hut was also a cliff ten 'zhang' high, and above it, a large pine tree with beautiful branches spread its branches like a roof, giving it a charming atmosphere.

The light of a lamp flickered and flowed out of the window of the hut, on which the moonlight was faintly falling.

That brat was sitting on a flat bench in the yard of the hut.

'That's a relief...'

Tie Zhangshenbian felt an unknown sense of relief and entered the yard.

"What are you doing? It seems the owner is not eting you, so why are you holding out here?"

Then he felt Jin Tiansuo's lips move. He realized that he was talking through telepathy.

'They do know each other...'

Tie Zhangshenbian sohow felt a bitter feeling, and at the sa ti, his anger flared up.

Although he had followed her so much, Mado had not even given him a glance. But... to talk with this brat until the middle of the night...

He also didn't like the fact that Jin Tiansuo was handso and younger than him.

He also prided himself on his appearance, calling himself a 'dragon among n'... but this pale-faced brat... his sleek appearance was one that won would like.

'Why am I doing this...'

He had lived his life, devoting himself only to training for the sake of being the best in the world... how had he fallen into the trap of a woman and beco such a childish human?

Tie Zhangshenbian did not realize that he had been caught by a 'heart demon' in the middle of the 'flower realm'. He had lived his entire life with the pride of being a person who would beco the best in the world and with pride in his martial arts.

He, who had taken for granted and had ignored the gazes of countless won who admired him, had never given his heart to anyone.

And he... had t a woman who ignored him for the first ti. And she was even stronger than him.

Tie Zhangshenbian had reached a point where he could not maintain his composure if he did not see Mado for even a day.

He was thinking that he might be crazy himself.

That's why he could not suppress his jealousy towards Jin Tiansuo.

"Let's fight again. The place was too narrow before."

Because he had fought on a narrow mountain path, he had not even been able to take out his specialty, the 'divine whip'.

Jin Tiansuo continued to talk through telepathy, pretending not to hear.

"Do my words not sound like words to you?"

Tie Zhangshenbian untied his whip and, swung it.

Pa-ang―!

The tip of the whip hit the empty air, and a wave of energy erupted. The wave of energy that echoed in the moonlit, quiet mountain sounded particularly loud.

Jin Tiansuo, looked at Tie Zhangshenbian and then let out a light sigh.

"Why on earth do we have to fight?"

"You... you... have given a sense of humiliation."

"What does that an?"

"You didn't answer my question and didn't reveal your identity. How dare you, in front of , Tie Zhangshenbian..."

Jin Tiansuo looked at Tie Zhangshenbian, who was making a childish excuse, with a pitiful expression and then said, "I am Jin Tiansuo. And what did you ask? I will answer now."

"...Purpose... I clearly told you to state your business..."

"I ca to bring food and daily necessities to those who are staying here."

"Is that really all? Are you saying you have no relationship?"

Tie Zhangshenbian had to ask, even though he knew he was becoming more and more childish. His head was about to explode due to his self-loathing.

A 'heart demon' is this scary.

As the hope that Mado and the Jin Tiansuo in front of him had no relationship arose, it felt as if his heart was beating wildly.

"I don't know why I have to reveal such a thing."

Even the pushover of the century, Jin Tiansuo, found it difficult to endure any longer.

He had not known that a person who was the third-ranked of the Ten Great Masters would be so pathetic.

To think that a dazed brat who was lost in love was interfering when he had t a descendant of the Silver Moon Sect, one of the Four Heavenly Veins he had been looking for so much.

He felt that he had to give him a sharp lesson.

"Since you have a lingering attachnt to the match, I will accept it again."

Jin Tiansuo, raised his hand, and a saber flew from the scabbard on his back and was caught.

"This yard is narrow, so let's go up there."

Jin Tiansuo flew up to the cliff ten 'zhang' behind the hut.

Tie Zhangshenbian looked down at his whip, let out a sigh that he himself could not understand, and then followed.

The top of the cliff was a rather wide open space. The two stood facing each other, three 'zhang' apart.

'The match! Let's just think about the match!'

Tie Zhangshenbian pulled himself together. But he did not know that being obsessed with the match itself was already losing.

Hwik!

In his impatience, he swung his whip first.

Pa-ang!

A wave of energy erupted from the tip of the whip, and a 'whip wind' poured out. He had unfolded his secret technique from the beginning.

Jin Tiansuo could not take it lightly and took three or four steps back, shaking his saber from side to side. A cold, chilly energy ford on the blade of the saber.

Ka-ga-ga-gang!

As the 'whip wind' and the saber intertwined, the sound of the sharp energy being split erupted.

Pa-pa-pa-pat!

As the saber moved without rest, a black 'saber wind' flowed out in streaks.

'Ugh!'

Tie Zhangshenbian inwardly let out a groan. The 'saber wind' flowed like a stream of water, and it was extrely exquisite.

It was as if a stream of sharp energy had been sprinkled in the empty air.

But Tie Zhangshenbian was also a master of the 'flower realm'.

He coiled his whip like a whirlwind and then shot it forward.

Pa-ak!

The whip swayed up and down, and like a black dragon, it dug into the 'saber wind'.

Kwa-kwang!

This ti, a huge explosion erupted. A storm of sharp energy swept through the surroundings.

Kwa-jik!

Coincidentally, a pine tree was uprooted and fell, and coincidentally, it was where the hut was.

"Eot!"

As Tie Zhangshenbian and Jin Tiansuo were flustered by the unintended situation, a clear voice was heard from the sky, and a figure flew in and swung a pair of palms, striking the giant tree.

Pa-a-a-ak!

The large pine tree with beautiful branches scattered into fragnts.

The smoke that rose from the falling fragnts showed that it was a 'zhang' that contained a trendous amount of fire energy.

Jin Tiansuo and Tie Zhangshenbian were surprised and looked at the newly appeared person.

He was an old man wearing a 'hwa-ui', and his hair, which was braided like a child's, looked very bizarre.

"Do you know where this is, that you are acting so recklessly?"

The old man who had landed in front of the hut pointed at the cliff and shouted.

Bbi-geok.

The door of the hut opened. As the commotion had reached this point, Mado could not just pretend not to know.

The old man's gaze went to the 'Heaven-Shattering Demonic Saber' hanging from Mado's waist.

"Are you Ma Deng's disciple?"

* * *

A wind mixed with sand blew.

"A-heu-heuk..."

Baekji grumbled as he washed the sand out of his eyes.

"This is why they can't abandon their ambition to invade the Central Plains... it's not a place where people can live at all."

It had been several days since he had entered the plateau.

It seed he had lost his way, going around in circles in a canyon.

"Should I have brought the Demonic Advisor?"

He was regretting it.

Hee-hee-hing∼!

Oh-ryong whinnied towards the front. Then he ran like a shot. Oh-ryong, who was suffering from eting a master who was bad with directions, ran on his own as a self-preservation asure.

"Oh! Well done, Oh-ryong. As expected, you are a famous horse."

A small fortress built of mud bricks was visible. The village outside the fortress was also quite large.

Oh-ryong ran like crazy, stopped in front of a manger at the entrance of the village outside the fortress, and, 'beolkeok, beolkeok', drank water.

Baekji was also thirsty, but he could not drink the water from the manger. He looked around, but strangely, there was no one in the village.

"Hey, what's going on here?"

When he looked at the mud fortress in the distance, he saw people coming and going on the fortress wall.

"Oh-ryong, let's go."

Although Baekji pulled him, Oh-ryong pretended not to hear, held out, and drank the water in the manger. It seed he had been quite thirsty.

A mont later, Oh-ryong, who had drunk his fill, finally moved. He went to the mud fortress, but the fortress gate was closed. A few people on the fortress tower above the fortress gate were watching Baekji.

"It's broad daylight, why is the fortress gate closed?"

Baekji knocked on the fortress gate.

At that, one of the people who were watching from the top of the fortress wall shouted, "Who are you?"

Baekji took off the turban wrapped around his head, looked up at the fortress wall, and shouted, "I'm a passerby. I need to stay here for a bit. Open the fortress gate!"

"Reveal your identity!"

"I am Yang Baekji."

"Where are you coming from?"

"I ca from Sichuan."

"Where are you going?"

"The Heavenly... hmm... Qinghai?"

He had said Qinghai, thinking that if he said the Heavenly Mountains, they might misunderstand.

The reason why he had answered obediently was because he wanted to go to an inn as soon as possible, but the gate showed no signs of opening.

"He's a suspicious brat. We can't open it!"

"What? I'm not suspicious at all. I'm a poor person who has lost his way."

"A young brat is traveling alone in the highlands. It's sohow strange."

"How about we inform the fortress lord?"

"There's no need to bother the fortress lord with every little thing like this."

He could hear all the murmuring from the top of the fortress wall.

Baekji put on a very pitiful expression and shouted, "I'm about to die of thirst and hunger right now. Please let in!"

It seed it had worked, as he put on a tearful face.

"He's still a child. What could happen?"

"No. He could be a lackey of the 'Blood Wind Squad'."

"He doesn't look like it. His pale face seems to be right that he ca from the Central Plains."

Again, a murmur.

Although Baekji wanted to break down the fortress gate right away, if he did that, a fight would just break out, and it would be difficult to get a proper al.

Baekji took out a silver coin from his bosom.

"I have money here. Money! I'll pay the toll!"

(End of Chapter)