Episode 405: Return to the Demon Sect
Everyone stood there, mouths agape, unable to utter a word.
Was it shock that rendered them speechless?
Not even a murmur rippled through the crowd.
It was as if they were frozen in place, unable to move a muscle.
Wook Cheong-pung was no exception.
“This can’t be happening…!”
A hundred and thirty-seven locations!
The unexpected number left even the leader, Neung Un-pa, visibly startled as he adjusted his posture.
“Are you certain about this?”
In response to Neung Un-pa’s question, Woong Pae nodded respectfully.
“Absolutely. There are so many locations that I wrote them down on this scroll for you to verify.”
Woong Pae carefully handed a scroll to Gu Yoon, who unrolled it with a look of disbelief.
His voice trembled as he spoke.
“Indeed… Among the places listed here, some were already identified by Cheonan-gak. The locations are detailed with remarkable precision.”
“Hmm…”
Neung Un-pa let out a contemplative sigh.
He had initially thought that the Guiyeongdan, brought in by Sabi-gang, would oversee everything.
After all, Sabi-gang was the one most vigilant and knowledgeable about the demonic invasion.
But he had never imagined there would be so many summoning sites.
If this was true, then a crisis was looming over the martial world.
If not now, it was only a matter of time.
Just as Sabi-gang had warned, the fire was at their feet.
At this point, further debate seemed utterly pointless.
The leader stood up abruptly and declared, “We will officially assign the Guiyeongdan to manage the summoning sites. If anyone objects, speak now.”
“But, Leader! They were once part of the unorthodox sects…!”
Nam Un-pyeong quickly interjected but swallowed his words when he saw the fierce look in Neung Un-pa’s eyes.
Neung Un-pa glared at Nam Un-pyeong and spoke.
“Is their past affiliation with the unorthodox sects a problem?”
“Y-yes, it is.”
“Why?”
“They are known for betraying basic trust, those unorthodox scoundrels…”
“The Thunderbolt Hall Master who once tried to assassinate me, was he from the unorthodox sects? Or the orthodox?”
“That was…!”
“And the Elder Seol Baek who instigated him, was he unorthodox? Or orthodox?”
“Leader…”
Everyone was taken aback, eyes wide with surprise.
No one expected the stories of Seol Baek and Deung Wang-pae to resurface at this moment.
In a way, those stories could be seen as a sore spot for the leader, a reminder of how weak his grip on power had once been.
“The line between orthodox and unorthodox isn’t drawn by the martial arts one practices, but by the heart of the person wielding them, don’t you think?”
“But…”
“How frustrating. To think you can lead the martial world with such a narrow mindset. You should be ashamed!”
Nam Un-pyeong’s face turned pale.
The leader’s final rebuke was like a lion’s roar, imbued with power.
Anyone with weak internal energy might have fainted on the spot.
That’s how angry Neung Un-pa was.
With the demonic invasion at their doorstep, they were wasting time debating orthodox versus unorthodox!
“At this rate, the martial world won’t fall to the demons, but to our own foolishness.”
It was a moment that painfully highlighted the folly of warriors, or rather, the pettiness of humans.
“Humans, bringing about their own downfall…!”
General Gu Yoon stepped forward cautiously, but his expression was more resolute than ever.
“If anyone else has objections, please voice them. If you genuinely care for the martial world, I will listen.”
But the room remained silent.
When no one spoke up after a long pause, Gu Yoon concluded.
“Very well. From now on, all summoning sites discovered in the central plains will be managed by the Guiyeongdan. However, anyone who wishes may apply for a subjugation mission.”
The official declaration was made.
And thus, a new rule was established in the martial world.
**
“Oh, Instructor Muk! There you are.”
Deung Bu-hyeong approached Muk Yang-je, who was sitting on a rock, gazing at the night sky.
Muk Yang-je glared at Deung Bu-hyeong, feeling a surge of irritation.
“How dare this mere instructor greet me? What? Instructor Muk?”
As far as Muk Yang-je knew, Deung Bu-hyeong was an instructor at Yongcheon-gwan.
Yet, due to his lack of skill, he was stuck as an assistant at Myeolma-gwan.
And now, this man, who had once made a name for himself at the main sect, was treating him so casually, which only twisted his insides further.
Meanwhile, Deung Bu-hyeong noticed Muk Yang-je’s sour expression and patted him on the shoulder.
“I understand. It’s not a pleasant feeling. I’d be angry too. But I know you intended to work for the sect.”
“Spare me your words!”
Muk Yang-je brushed off his arm, and Deung Bu-hyeong frowned.
“What kind of person is this? I was trying to be friendly and plan for the future. Does he still think he’s something special because he came from the main sect?”
Muk Yang-je had fallen to the status of an assistant at Myeolma-gwan.
After spending three months there, indulging in luxury and corruption, he was caught red-handed with no chance to defend himself.
He had received a notice of demotion from Elder Wook Cheong-pung.
However, due to the damage he had caused at Myeolma-gwan, the sect’s decision was for him to stay there as an assistant and reflect on his actions.
For Muk Yang-je, it was the beginning of a humiliating period.
Every day felt like hell.
Being an assistant wasn’t particularly grueling, but for someone who had tasted power, living an ordinary life was incredibly difficult.
And now, Deung Bu-hyeong, whom he had never heard of at the main sect, was acting all chummy, which only fueled his anger.
“Well, I think it’s a waste for someone like you to be in this position. I’m sure you didn’t mean any harm. Everyone makes mistakes, right? Although, three months is a bit long for a small mistake. Anyway! I understand you!”
Muk Yang-je turned to him with fiery eyes, and Deung Bu-hyeong gave a sly smile.
Muk Yang-je jumped up and shouted.
“What do you understand? I’ve told you countless times I was under a spell!”
“Come on, you don’t have to convince me. I’m actually on your side. I don’t like Sabi-gang either. So, with me…”
“Enough! I don’t want to talk to you anymore. I’m leaving!”
With that, Muk Yang-je stomped away.
Watching his retreating figure, Deung Bu-hyeong clicked his tongue inwardly.
“Does he think his mistakes will just disappear like that?”
In truth, Deung Bu-hyeong didn’t believe Muk Yang-je’s excuses at all.
As soon as Muk Yang-je arrived at Myeolma-gwan, he indulged in luxury and debauchery, and it all seemed too natural.
To anyone watching, Muk Yang-je was just a man abusing his power, nothing more, nothing less.
Deung Bu-hyeong had hoped to befriend Muk Yang-je to alleviate his loneliness and plan for the future, but he had to walk away empty-handed.
Meanwhile, Muk Yang-je sighed deeply at his predicament.
He desperately wanted to escape this situation, but no solution came to mind.
He couldn’t believe he had spent the last three months lost in debauchery.
It was too unfair.
They say such insidious spells prey on the twisted desires of the human heart, but how could someone as upright as him fall victim to such a spell?
“A man like me, who could live without laws, falling for such a spell! It makes no sense. It must be a truly evil spell!”
Yet, as his memories became clearer, other thoughts crept in.
“Did I really do it of my own will?”
His mind was a whirlwind of confusion.
As he wandered aimlessly, he found himself at a dead-end he didn’t recognize.
“Is this… the General’s quarters?”
Seeing the small pavilion roof beyond the wall, it seemed to be the backyard of the General’s residence.
Muk Yang-je let out a long sigh and was about to turn back when he heard whispers from beyond the wall.
“I’m so looking forward to it.”
“Hehe. You trust me, right?”
“Of course, I do.”
The sweet exchange between a man and a woman reached his ears.
Muk Yang-je quickly realized the voices belonged to Mae Seol-ran and Chu Ryang.
“Isn’t Chu Ryang a disciple of Sabi-gang? Why are they together at this hour?”
But the conversation only got more scandalous.
“Just trust me. Tonight, I’ll make you feel something extraordinary.”
“Oh, my heart is already racing.”
“Haha. You’ll be amazed once you experience it. If it stands up properly, that is.”
“Oh…”
At Mae Seol-ran’s breathy exclamation, Muk Yang-je’s eyes widened in shock.
“Stands up!”
Stands up? What on earth were these two planning to do?
Wasn’t Mae Seol-ran supposed to be Sabi-gang’s lover?
Though Mae Seol-ran neither confirmed nor denied it, Sabi-gang had been openly boasting about it.
And now, Sabi-gang’s disciple with Mae Seol-ran?
“Well, well, they’ve really stepped in it now!”
Muk Yang-je’s mind raced.
If he could leverage this weakness, it might be his chance to rise again.
He concealed his presence as much as possible and eavesdropped on their conversation.
Chu Ryang continued.
“You won’t be able to help but be impressed.”
“Is it really that good at standing?”
“Of course. Once it stands, it truly transforms.”
“Oh, I can’t wait! Hurry up.”
“Haha, just a moment. Alright, let’s get started.”
“Ah, it’s not going to get too intense, right?”
“Of course not. It’ll just be a bit perverse, but never too intense.”
As their conversation continued, Muk Yang-je’s face turned beet red, his breath coming out in hot puffs as he was filled with a strange exhilaration.
‘These crazy fools! They’re finally doing it! What are they talking about, getting aroused and perverse? Ha! These damned rascals! I’ve caught them red-handed!’
Meanwhile, the conversation beyond the wall carried on.
This time, Mae Seol-ran’s voice rang out, shocking him.
“Honestly, I think being a bit perverse would be amazing.”
Muk Yang-je was on the verge of a nosebleed.
‘Mae Seol-ran… is that her taste?’
Chu Ryung’s voice followed.
“So, you prefer it big, too, Chief?”
“Yes. Small is fine, but personally, I like it bigger.”
“Then you won’t be disappointed.”
“I’m excited. Show me already. I want to see it all big!”
“Yes, just a moment.”
Muk Yang-je’s eyes were wide and bloodshot.
‘These people… they’re really going all out…’
Just then, Mae Seol-ran’s voice came again.
“Is it ready yet?”
“Hmm. Strange. Why isn’t it getting bigger? Come on, grow. The Chief is looking at you so intently.”
Muk Yang-je almost shouted out loud.
“What? How can it not grow when such a beauty is looking at it like that? You ungrateful fool!”
Then it happened.
“Oh! It’s growing! It’s growing!”
“My goodness, is this an erection?”
“Yes, that’s right! It’ll keep getting bigger. It used to grow all at once, but now it’s a bit slower. Maybe because it’s not a very stimulating situation.”
Muk Yang-je was about to explode.
‘How much more stimulation does this ungrateful fool need? Isn’t seducing the Chief enough?’
Mae Seol-ran’s voice came again.
“Such impressive growth!”
“Right? I told you to trust me.”
“Oh, this is just so thrilling.”
“Isn’t it? This guy is really something, right?”
“Yes. Being perverse makes it so impressive!”
“I told you, you wouldn’t be disappointed.”
“Really. How can it be so majestic? Haha. It’s so rough when it licks.”
Finally, Muk Yang-je couldn’t hold back any longer.
He didn’t know where this excitement was coming from, but he couldn’t just crouch there any longer.
‘Licking until it’s rough! I can’t take it anymore!’
With that thought, Muk Yang-je leaped over the wall.
“You two are caught! How dare a student seduce the Chief and disrupt the academy’s…!”
In that instant, Muk Yang-je swallowed his words as a large beast charged at him.
The now-enlarged Banmyo licked Muk Yang-je’s neck with a rough tongue.
Frozen in place, Muk Yang-je thought with a dazed expression.
‘Damn… it really is rough…’