The Sword Demon Regresses Chapter 140

Chapter 140

Youngho did not hide his smile as he listened to everything Myeongnyang said.

‘As expected, he is capable.’

In truth, Youngho also knew about the Heretical Art called All Phenona of the Myriad World. The reason he had not ntioned it directly was simply to see just how much Myeongnyang had grown.

And Myeongnyang had t Youngho’s expectations splendidly.

All Phenona of the Myriad World infused the energy of Heretical Arts into objects devoid of life.

And the duration of the Heretical Art lasted exactly one week. It could only be described as a truly terrifying technique.

The activation condition of the Heretical Art was also nothing more than making brief contact with the object.

Of course, since the spell formula had to be prepared beforehand, it could not be produced infinitely.

‘No matter how painful it was, it was said to be even worse than consuming Innate True Qi, wasn’t it?’

As befitted its trendous efficacy, the price paid for the technique was also imnse.

And Myeongnyang had taken incomplete information and, by adding his own deductions, turned it into complete knowledge.

The expressions of Cheonung and Chief Aide Cheongsol, who had just learned about the Heretical Art called All Phenona of the Myriad World, began to harden gravely.

“Then does that an the Unorthodox Alliance as well…?”

When Chief Aide Cheongsol asked in a trembling voice, Myeongnyang nodded.

Chief Aide Cheongsol’s complexion imdiately turned pale.

“If All Phenona of the Myriad World has been cast upon the Chief Aide’s garnts, then they may be listening to this very conversation right now.”

It was an extrely serious problem.

“Alliance Lord. Until we find a way to counter this Heretical Art, perhaps we should walk around without our clothes from now on.”

“Are you serious?”

Cheonung stared at Chief Aide Cheongsol with an incredulous expression, but upon seeing the determination in his face, he realized just how grave the current situation truly was.

At that mont, Youngho opened his mouth.

“It would be useless. Even if you remove your clothes, the Heretical Art would likely be cast on Master’s sword or on the brush Chief Aide Cheongsol uses most often.”

“There is no way a Demonic Practitioner could enter the Unorthodox Alliance.”

When Cheonung spoke sternly, Youngho grinned.

“You never know. We can detect Demonic Arts, but if soone learned only Heretical Arts without cultivating Demonic Arts, there would be no way for us to identify them. Even at this very mont, there might be a Demonic Practitioner among the attendants working inside the Unorthodox Alliance.”

The more Youngho spoke, the more Cheonung and Chief Aide Cheongsol’s expressions stiffened. Yet in this place, there was only one person who read the ease in Youngho’s deanor—Myeongnyang.

“Fifth Young Master, I have sothing I wish to ask. May I?”

At Myeongnyang’s calm tone, Youngho grinned.

“Of course. A Strategist must make use of even fragntary information. If I can cooperate, I should do so as much as possible.”

“Then let ask one thing. Judging by your current behavior, it seems you already have a plan in place. Am I correct?”

At the unexpected words from Myeongnyang’s mouth, Cheonung and Chief Aide Cheongsol flinched and turned to look at Youngho.

Their widened eyes soon narrowed, and their gazes shifted from rely looking at him to outright glaring.

‘No wonder he looked so relaxed!’

‘That sly snake of a brat?!’

Unbothered by their glares, Youngho spoke.

“To put it simply, All Phenona of the Myriad World cannot function within the Unorthodox Alliance.”

“You already made a move?!”

When Cheonung exclaid in surprise, Youngho smiled proudly.

“Of course, I entrusted it to an expert, but I was the one who gave the order.”

“What thod did you use?”

“Once sothing enters the buildings of the Unorthodox Alliance, any object imbued with All Phenona of the Myriad World is purified. In simple terms, the Heretical Art disappears.”

Chief Aide Cheongsol analyzed Youngho’s words as quickly as possible and asked,

“Is it a formation?”

“That’s right. I asked Muyeon. Not just any ordinary formation, but one specifically designed to block Heretical Arts.”

Chief Aide Cheongsol displayed a rare, bright smile.

“Then if sothing enters the Unorthodox Alliance, all Heretical Arts are undone?”

“No, not quite to that extent.”

“Pardon?”

“I said not quite that much. The formation I asked Muyeon for is exclusively for All Phenona of the Myriad World. As for other Heretical Arts, they won’t be completely undone, but they’ll be neutralized to so extent.”

“Ah….”

Even that was more than enough, yet sohow it left a faint sense of anticlimax.

“In any case, information from within the Unorthodox Alliance won’t leak outside.”

“So it ans it can leak when outside?”

“That’s right. Wouldn’t it be better to create codes? We can’t block Heretical Arts outside the Unorthodox Alliance.”

“Hm… I will manage that problem sohow. Then what will you do now? Though it is speculation, I believe the Demonic Cult will use All Phenona of the Myriad World to steal the Sacred Relic of the Wudang Sect.”

“Ugh….”

Cheonung groaned as if his head hurt.

“Is there no way to secretly divert the Sacred Relic of the Wudang Sect?”

“What insane nonsense are you saying? Are you groaning because you’re trying to figure out how to steal the relic?”

“Of course.”

At Cheonung’s shaless response, Chief Aide Cheongsol was so dumbfounded he could not say a word.

Youngho also nodded.

“Master. It may be too soon. I will morize the shape of the relic, and after the war with the Demonic Cult ends, we can extract it. We still need to cooperate with the Orthodox Sect for now.”

“Fifth Young Master. That sounds as though you intend to steal the Sacred Relic of the Wudang Sect eventually?”

“What? You heard it perfectly, so why ask again?”

“…….”

Chief Aide Cheongsol realized once more that Youngho was not normal.

He should have realized it when he saw how well he matched Cheonung in that regard….

“That is not the issue right now. This matter is extrely urgent. We must quickly complete preparations to depart.”

“Master, what should we do? Should we just go with a small elite force?”

“Ask Myeongnyang now. Of course, the final approval lies with .”

“You heard that? Your opinion is the most important, Myeongnyang.”

At last, the mont had co for him, as a Strategist, to offer counsel to his lord for the first ti.

Yet Myeongnyang did not recklessly devise a strategy out of montary excitent.

“Will Fifth Young Master be moving personally?”

“That’s right.”

“The Heavenly Demon I know would not be there, so….”

Myeongnyang’s eyes glead.

“It would be appropriate to bring thirty Asura Squad mbers along with those personally selected by Fifth Young Master.”

Those chosen by Youngho.

It was a term that had recently erged after Youngho was called the sole rival of the Heavenly Demon.

Blood Sword Ghost Kang Chowon, Great Rock Sword Kang Hosan, Stench Ghost Muyeon, Divine Physician of Ten Thousand Hands Hyeon-gang. And lastly, Horyeung, who was called Blood Wolf.

There were others Youngho had selected whom Myeongnyang did not know—Black Shadow, Yeongmong, and more—but the people collectively referred to them as the Chosen Ones.

It was an incredibly cringeworthy title, yet Youngho found it so amusing that he burst into giggles.

“Moreover, Fifth Young Master is currently being called the Sword Exalted….”

“Pfft!”

Before Myeongnyang could even finish speaking, Cheonung burst out laughing.

“Keu-keu-keuk!”

When Youngho glared at him with a sullen expression, Cheonung tried to suppress his laughter and said,

“Yes, my disciple… keu! To think you’re the Sword Exalted—pfft! I am proud.”

“…Just laugh.”

“No, the sole rival of the Heavenly Demon….”

Cheonung’s lips trembled uncontrollably, preventing him from speaking properly.

Beside him, Chief Aide Cheongsol also shook with suppressed laughter.

“Chief Aide Cheongsol, just laugh.”

“I am not laughing.”

“Then why are you bowing your head?”

“How could I dare to look directly upon the face of the Sword Exalted….”

“Just laugh! And am I really the Sword Exalted? Am I truly? It’s just sothing so people call !”

“So even call you the Sword God….”

“Enough!”

His face burned hot.

Youngho still had not forgotten the conversation he once had with Cheonung.

—Master, do I not seem like a demon?

—Yes, you resemble a demon more than anyone I know. So there is no need to worry about your character.

—Then why am I called Sword Exalted instead of Sword Demon?

—Because I am the Sword Demon.

—…Ah.

Unintentionally, his pre-regression title had been taken from him.

“Anyway, as Myeongnyang said, I’ll roughly gather the mbers and depart.”

“Very well. If a fight breaks out, this ti earn recognition as the Sword God~”

Listening to Cheonung’s heartfelt mockery until the very end, Youngho stepped outside.

In truth, judging by his skill alone, it was not an undeserved title. Yet ultimately, Youngho belonged to the Unorthodox Faction.

No matter how outstanding an Unorthodox mber was, the title they earned elevated their evil karma rather than their virtuous deeds.

Just as no matter how great Cheonung was, he had been called the Sword Demon rather than the Sword Emperor or Sword Sovereign, any exceptional Unorthodox mber would inevitably have “Demon” attached to their title.

To earn a title like Sword Exalted, an Unorthodox mber would have to accumulate virtuous deeds surpassing most Orthodox mbers, but that was not the path Youngho had chosen.

More precisely, it was not a choice he could make.

After all, the Heavenly Demon himself had evaluated Youngho as the Martial God.

Youngho had earned respect purely through his overwhelming Martial Might. Those who had even slightly witnessed his sword, whether Orthodox or Unorthodox, called him the Sword God.

Though no one could grasp the profundity of Youngho’s sword due to the overwhelming difference in level, that very fact only deepened their awe.

And so, amid countless criticisms and reverent whispers, Youngho had gained the title Sword Exalted.

For an Unorthodox mber like Youngho to receive a lofty title usually reserved for noble Orthodox figures… no wonder Cheonung and Chief Aide Cheongsol could not hold back their laughter.

Before long, Youngho finished all preparations to depart.

Looking at the selected mbers, he spoke.

“As I’ve already said, I’ll repeat it once more. We are heading to confront the Demonic Cult. Any questions?”

There were countless things they wished to ask, but silence filled the space. Eventually, unable to bear it, Jongpal spoke up.

“Then where exactly are we confronting those Demonic Cult bastards?”

“We’ll traverse the mountains in Hubei. No need for precise instructions. If we see the Demonic Cult, we fight. If not, we just investigate and return.”

“It makes no sense for you to move personally for sothing like that, Young Master!”

“That’s true, but if we want to end it thoroughly, I need to go myself.”

It was not a matter of trust. Youngho trusted the Asura Squad. But the Demonic Cult was always a group that defied prediction.

No matter how capable Youngho was, he could not read all of the Demonic Cult’s moves.

“And besides, there’s sothing I want to do while I’m at it.”

“…!”

The mbers widened their eyes in disbelief.

Seeing their reactions, Youngho frowned slightly.

“Why are you looking at like that?”

“Have you finally taken up a hobby?”

“If it’s brewing alcohol rather than tea, I’ll be disappointed.”

“I dislike both alcohol and tea. That’s not what I ant.”

“Then what do you want to do…?”

Youngho smiled aningfully.

“Before going to Hubei, we’ll stop by Henan first. I plan to boil and eat a giant octopus there.”

“There are spirit octopi too?”

“No, just an ordinary giant octopus. It’s about the size of a person.”

“But to catch an octopus, shouldn’t we head toward the sea?”

Unexpectedly, it was Hyeon-gang who answered Jongpal.

“Tsk tsk, Jongpal. How do you know Young Master less than I do?”

“Hey! Aren’t you supposed to be busy running the dical Hall these days? Why are you here?!”

“If the dical Hall Master personally offers treatnt, just accept it gratefully!”

“Ah.”

At that mont, Kang Hosan realized sothing. And he prayed his prediction was wrong. He felt so desperate that it was as though he had gained faith he never had before.

With trembling eyes, Kang Hosan looked at Youngho and asked,

“Is that giant octopus at Shaolin?”

“Oh~ you know well. And despite being an octopus, it even has a na. Want to hear it?”

“No, that’s quite alright.”

The other mbers, having caught on, hurriedly tried to stop Youngho.

“Young Master, please calm down and let’s just go to Hubei.”

“You can boil the octopus later.”

After listening to his subordinates for a mont, Youngho smiled.

“Master, as Alliance Lord, has given an order.”

“….”

Though the Asura Squad mbers and the others looked dumbfounded, only Hyeon-gang and Kang Hosan silently prayed that no incident would occur.