The Youngest Member of the Martial Alliance Chapter 205

The door to the Jin family's family head's hall opened.

The martial artists of the Han family, who had co in search of the grand elder Han Wonbyeok, entered, and the mont the last martial artist had entered, the Jin family head stealthily closed the door.

"Get ready."

At the family head's low voice, the retainers of the Jin family gathered one by one.

Everyone was visibly tense. Although they did not openly draw out their ki, they were ready to draw their swords at any mont.

Right now, they had no choice but to trust the Emotionless Guest.

However, if things did not go well, they would have to kill all the martial artists of the Han family.

And so, after so ti had passed.

The voices of the Han family's martial artists were heard from inside, where silence had continued for a while.

- You wake him up...

- My wrist, which I broke while waking him up last month, has just healed, and you're telling to do it again?

The Jin family head and his retainers looked at each other with surprised eyes.

And so, after so more ti had passed.

- Let's go.

- We'll have to ask the Jin family head, I guess.

Soon, as the sound of the martial artists' footsteps approaching was heard, the Jin family head took his ear off the door, where he had been eavesdropping, and sent a look to his retainers to quickly scatter.

By the ti the retainers of the Jin family had hurriedly disappeared.

The door to the family head's hall opened again, and the martial artists of the Han family ca out with very troubled faces.

The Jin family head deliberately looked at them with a strange expression.

It was a look that seed to say, 'How dare you guys suspect ?', and it also looked like a look of encouragent, as if to say, 'You guys have also had a hard ti.'

"...I'm sorry, family head."

"What sin have you committed?"

Nevertheless, the martial artists of the Han family all bowed their heads and apologized. Their grand elder was drunk and sleeping.

Well, on the days he suddenly disappeared, he was often found in such a state sowhere.

Should he say that it was a good thing that he was at least sleeping in a bed today?

'Still, to co to a father who has lost his son overnight and show such a sight...'

Although they were martial artists of the Han family, they could not possibly side with the grand elder's character.

The martial artists of the Han family had apologetic expressions.

"Thank you very much for your consideration. When the grand elder wakes up, please tell him to return to the family at once. The atmosphere of the Han family has not been good since the Vice-Cult Leader passed away."

The Jin family head had not confird what had happened inside. But he nodded with a knowing look and said.

"Is that guy soone who would listen to ? I'll kick him out once he wakes up. If he has nowhere to go, he'll go back."

"Haha..."

The martial artists could not deny it and let out an awkward laugh.

Soon, they, who had let out a deep sigh, left the Jin family.

The Jin family head, who was looking at their backs, finally relaxed. The retainers of the family also ca up to him one by one and asked.

"Family head, what on earth happened?"

"I'll have to check."

Soon, the Jin family head and his retainers opened the door to the family head's hall.

"..."

Inside, the grand elder Han Wonbyeok was sitting on the bed and looking at them blankly.

* * *

The Jin family head and Cheon Woojin sat opposite each other with a tea table between them.

The Jin family head's face, who was looking at Cheon Woojin, was filled with an expression as if he could not understand at all.

"What on earth did you do?"

"Disguise."

"No..."

Did he think he didn't know what a disguise was?

But, he was asking how he could perform a disguise that was so perfect that he couldn't even recognize it even when he knew and saw it in front of him.

The basic principle of disguise was to forcibly lengthen or shorten bones, muscles, and joints using internal energy.

Although it was possible to make them look sowhat similar, it was impossible to be this identical. In particular, although Cheon Woojin and the grand elder were similar in height, their body sizes were almost twice as different, so it was even more impossible.

"I've never heard of such a disguise. No, wait a minute..."

In an instant, the Jin family head recalled a recent incident.

The most recent battle with the Martial Alliance, where the Vice-Cult Leader and the young masters of the Demonic Cult had died in droves.

- T-the Sword King has appeared!

- The Sword King is here too!

- The Sword King...!

Reports of the Sword King's appearance poured in from all over.

At that, the Demon Brain could not make a proper judgnt, and in the end, it was an incident that led to the death of the Vice-Cult Leader.

The Jin family head's jaw dropped slightly as he recalled this.

"Was that you?"

Cheon Woojin just shrugged.

In any case, since he could not tell the Demonic Cult guy about Sima Hui's tactics.

* * *

A huge pillar, made by carving out an entire rocky mountain, supported a roof that seed to reach the sky.

It was a place that made the Demonic Cult mbers who saw it feel awe, as it really felt like a building where a god resided, the Demonic Cult Hall.

In its vast interior, a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other with a tea table between them.

"After taking the Demonic Cult Soul at the succession ceremony, I will beco at least thirty percent stronger. When that ti cos, the era that you and I have so longed for will co again."

The man was the Moon Emperor.

He was the young cult leader of the Demonic Cult, the abandoned bloodline of the Son of Heaven, and the man who led the disciples of the Dark Heavenly Son.

"Of course. Everything will be as the Moon Emperor wishes. Just like when the Dark Heavenly Son was alive."

The woman sitting opposite him smiled brightly.

Her gentle smile was so bright that it seed to be more than enough to fill this vast Demonic Cult Hall.

At least, that's how the Moon Emperor felt. Even he, who killed people without a second thought, felt his heart beco calm when he faced her smile.

The Divine Maiden of the Demonic Cult.

Along with the cult leader, she was considered the noblest being.

Although she was so weak that she could die in vain at the hands of a third-rate martial artist because she did not know martial arts, everyone in the Demonic Cult respected and revered her.

It was said that from generation to generation, the divine maiden had the divine eye that could see the future and the divine ear that could hear the voice of God.

In fact, the Demonic Cult Soul Transfer Grand Art, which was necessary in the process of taking the Demonic Cult Soul, the legacy of the previous cult leaders, could only be perford by the divine maiden.

"Did you see that I would beco the cult leader with your divine eye?"

"I wonder."

The divine maiden just smiled and stroked the Moon Emperor's cheek with her white hand. At that gentle touch, the Moon Emperor felt his heart beco as calm as a lake.

To the Moon Emperor, the divine maiden was a mother, a friend, and the only being he could trust.

Since she had taken him, who had been abandoned in the imperial palace, and had brought him to this Demonic Cult and had made him a young master.

"You must have known. That's why you're with like this now. But you really don't change."

The divine maiden's body and face, and of course, her unique blue eyes. They had not changed a bit from the image of her that the Moon Emperor had first rembered when he was very young.

It was as if she were a being who was constantly staying in a certain ti.

So it was even better. He liked the feeling of having sothing that would never change by his side.

"Don't change in the future either. It's an order."

"Of course. Then what will the Moon Emperor do after taking the Demonic Cult Soul? If you want, you can completely annihilate the martial world, or you can take the Son of Heaven's position and treat everyone like slaves."

"I wonder. I don't really want to take my brother's place."

The grudge was with the deceased previous emperor, and he did not have any particular ill feelings towards his brother, the current emperor.

At that ambiguous answer, the divine maiden smiled strangely.

Since they had been together for a long ti, the Moon Emperor knew what she was thinking just by looking at her smile.

"You seem dissatisfied."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

The Moon Emperor kept smiling as if sothing were so funny.

Soon, he got up from his seat and said.

"I don't know about the emperor's position yet, but at least, just as the Dark Heavenly Son did, I will unify the martial world. All who oppose will die. That's what you want from , isn't it? To beco another Dark Heavenly Son."

"We should move up the succession ceremony."

"Why?"

"So that the Moon Emperor can achieve his dream as soon as possible."

"It's your dream, isn't it?"

It was the Moon Emperor, who was smiling pleasantly even while saying so.

* * *

The Jin family beca noisy.

The retainers who were preparing for the succession ceremony in four days were busy running around, and even the Jin family head entered the family head's hall with hurried steps.

"S-sothing big has happened!"

"What is it?"

Cheon Woojin asked, filling his teacup with a calm attitude.

The way he sat in that chair, and the way he used the utensils as he pleased, was so comfortable and natural that the Jin family head was at a loss for words for a mont.

"..."

Sohow, it feels like he's the family head and I'm the subordinate.

Although he had such a thought for a mont, he deliberately ignored it.

Wasn't it all for the greater good?

"The schedule of the succession ceremony has changed. It was originally four days away, but it has been moved up to this evening, and the location is also said to be the Divine Demon Valley of the Heavenly Mountains, not the Demonic Cult Hall. We have to leave at once."

"Is that so?"

Cheon Woojin nodded nonchalantly.

Wasn't it a good thing?

He was getting tired of the Demonic Cult life anyway.

"It's not sothing to be so calm about. We have been preparing for the succession ceremony in the Demonic Cult Hall in four days."

Who would attend at what ti.

Who the protection court would be watching, and what martial artists would be dispatched to protect the young cult leader, etc.

The Jin family was a family that had been gathering all the information about the succession ceremony little by little. But because it had changed in an instant, all those preparations had beco useless.

Regardless, Cheon Woojin, who had moistened his throat with tea, got up from his seat. When he lightly extended his hand, the Crescent Moon Staff, which had been leaning against a corner, flew up and was caught.

"Family head, lead the way."

"..."

When the Jin family head hesitated, Cheon Woojin said in a low voice.

"If you're scared, wait here. I'll go alone."

Cheon Woojin, who had said so, strode out and then stopped abruptly at the door. Soon, he turned around with a serious face and asked.

"But where did you say it was?"

"..."

The Jin family head instinctively realized.

That he had no other choice.

* * *

The Heavenly Mountains, the Divine Demon Valley.

It was known as the place where the first cult leader had achieved great success in the Demonic Cult Divine Art. Naturally, it was a forbidden place that no one could approach carelessly, and it was a sacred place.

A considerable number of Demonic Cult mbers had gathered in that Divine Demon Valley.

The heads and grand elders of the Six Demonic Families.

The leaders of organizations of the hall level and above.

The Chief Strategist, the Demon Brain, and the Seven Demon Sect Leaders.

Of course, since many had died, the number was smaller than expected, but in any case, all the leaders of the Demonic Cult of the ti had gathered.

In the anti, the Han family head, Han Woncheon, frowned as he looked at his younger brother, Han Wonbyeok.

'What's with that guy again?'

He was a guy who should be by his side as the grand elder of the Han family, but he was next to the Jin family head.

By the ti the Han family head, who had been glaring for a mont, was about to speak.

Everyone bowed their heads at once.

A woman appeared in the hall, turning a winding path of the Divine Demon Valley.

Dressed in a pure white divine robe from head to toe, her already white skin shone even more brightly.

People bowed their heads even lower to avoid eting her blue eyes. It was said that the divine maiden's eyes could read people's hearts and the future.

Soon, the divine maiden, who had looked over the people once, stood in front of the altar.

In her right hand was a dagger, the Demonic Cult Sword, and in her left hand was a lustrous purple bead.

Everyone swallowed hard.

That bead was the Demonic Cult Soul, the legacy of the previous cult leaders.

In an instant, the gaze of the Pride Demon Sect Leader, who was looking at the Demonic Cult Soul, sank. If the strongest of the Seven Demon Sect Leaders was the Greed Demon Sect Leader, the second-in-command was always the Pride Demon Sect Leader's share.

'If I take the Demonic Cult Soul...'

A thought that any martial artist would have.

But it was also a disrespectful thought that was not allowed to those who served a god.

In an instant, the Pride Demon Sect Leader, who had t the divine maiden's eyes, took a breath.

"Don't do it."

At the divine maiden's gentle and benevolent voice, the Pride Demon Sect Leader bowed his head even deeper. The killing intent poured out by the old masters of the protection court and the elder court crushed his entire body.

Suddenly, the divine maiden, who had taken her gaze off him, knelt down in front of the altar, and finally, the protagonist of the succession ceremony appeared.

Since formal clothes would interfere with the Demonic Cult Soul Transfer Grand Art, the Moon Emperor, wearing only a single layer of thin clothes, stepped onto the altar.

Since the clothes were so thin that his naked body could be seen, everyone could not dare to look at the body of a god and shouted with their heads bowed.

"Long live the Demonic Cult."

"...live the Demonic Cult."

"Ten thousand demons look up in reverence!"

"...look up in reverence!"

At Cheon Woojin's strangely slow timing, the Jin family head, who was next to him, squeezed his eyes shut.

(End of Chapter)