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Cheonma’s daughter has vasovagal syncope.

Although the leader of the martial arts world made a shocking declaration, it was something I already knew.

‘But aren’t they ‘daughters’?’

Grand Duchess.

Cheonma officially has one daughter.

And she had varicose veins, and I knew that one of Cheonma’s daughters had varicose veins.

Could it be that there is an unofficial illegitimate child that I don’t know about?

“What, what does that mean? Cheonma has three daughters…? And all three of them have arrhythmias…?”

Shin Seung, who was unaware of the information, looked at the leader with a face full of betrayal, but the leader simply shrugged his shoulders in response.

“Information from Kunlun, Shin Seung. He had three daughters with the best of the Ice Age, and all of them ‘died’ except for the youngest, the current Grand Princess. ”

Dead.

It’s a way of saying that it’s not true.

“Officially, yes. But that’s only because of Cheonma’s cruelty. In reality, she’s still alive. Cheonma left behind only the current Grand Princess, but she’s definitely alive.”

ah.

Abandoned.

For a moment, the faces of two women flashed before my eyes.

“And those two women want revenge. Even though they suffer from vengeance, they want revenge on Cheonma who abandoned them. ”

All but one of the most talented girls were left behind, with their parent-child relationships denied-

‘Was I thrown into a cave?’

Cheonma was serious about raising a sleeping dog.

Among the two orphans who were hiding in order to ruin each sect, they were children who were abandoned by Cheonma himself.

They both survived tenaciously and settled down.

Just as I laid the foundation for the Moyong Sega, others also established themselves properly.

The poisonous ones know each other.

Who is hiding where?

Especially in the case of someone like me who has barely washed my past and is still showing up as is, some of the key ‘demon’ courtesans spread out in each of the guilds would know that I am the disciple of the demon.

Of course, don’t worry.

Because the things I have experienced and done as a member of the National Assembly can offset the fact that I am from a demonic cult.

‘And it’s not like we’re in a time where people are supposed to be hunted down and killed just because they’re from the Demonic Cult.’

What should we call those from the Demonic Cult? They are nothing more than a label of losers of their time.

After Cheonma was unilaterally defeated by Geomseong, the Demonic Cult was just a Demonic Cult in name only, and it was nothing more or less than a sect that was suffering and gradually losing its power and had to close down.

But even so.

‘Cheonma put my daughters into hiding?’

When I heard about the human named Cheonma, something inside me started to feel nauseous.

“In fact, this person is also not unrelated to vasovagal syncope.”

“What does that mean…?”

“Because my great disciple, Jinhyeon, the great disciple of Kunlun, is the eldest of the three daughters of Cheonma.”

“…….”

Shin Seung opens his mouth wide in surprise, and the Sword Master and the palace staff openly frown.

Those who didn’t know responded with, “How could that be?”, and those who knew responded with, “Why are you saying that?”

My heart sank, too.

At those surprising words, the loneliness that had settled in my heart would be so startled that it would just listen quietly with its ears pricked up.

“If you learn the martial arts of the extreme Yangjigong that men mainly learn, you can suppress the pain of pulse syndrome to some extent. That’s why I will not ask Assemblyman Seok to kiss me, sleep with me, or anything else to alleviate my disciple’s symptoms. I.”

Could it be an illusion that Murong Seol’s hostility towards the leader was slightly reduced by the leader’s assertion?

“The reason I’m revealing this is because I’m not speaking as the eldest disciple of the Kunlun sect and the closest to the Demonic Cult, and the first to be harmed if the Demonic Cult runs wild, but as the ‘Leader of the Martial Arts World’ who must think about the peace of the entire martial arts world.”

“…While taking the abandoned daughter of Cheonma as your great disciple?”

“Shin Seung. Look at it broadly. Even if you were born from a demon, if you cultivate the Way and walk the path of Buddhism, aren’t you a Taoist and a monk? ”

Despite Shin Seung’s attitude that showed blatant disgust, the leader suppressed Shin Seung’s words with his honest opinion.

“Even if the Demonic Cult runs wild, can they immediately surpass Shaolin where the divine monks are? Can they even break through the Hwasan faction in Shaanxi in the first place?”

“…No.”

Shin Seung answered in a voice that sounded like he was in pain.

“What this person is worried about is the countless patients with cerebral palsy who will reach out to Assemblyman Seok, beyond such a situation. Just like the person in charge of the self-inspection.”

The leader turned his eyes to me.

“Rep. Seok. Will you kiss not only the daughter of Cheonma, but also all women suffering from cerebral palsy?”

“I don’t think so at all.”

The answer to the leader’s words came out like a sword.

“Only Lady Mo Yong can kiss me. The ‘medicine’ flowing out of me can be conveyed indirectly in any way.”

“That’s right. That’s exactly it. In that sense, I, Taesang Jingun, would like to make a suggestion….”

The leader pointed to the ceiling.

“First, let’s fool the world. Let’s say we’ve developed a new drug.”

“Leader.”

“It wouldn’t be a bad thing for Mo Yong-se. Mo Yong-so. What do you think? I’ll shove medicine into the patient’s mouth under the pretext of a new medicine, or will other women tell Dr. Seok-”

“Stick-sticking your tongue is absolutely unacceptable.”

Mo Yongseol answered, holding my hand tightly.

“It’s better to deceive the world with lies.”

Since I was already lying, I didn’t feel any pressure.

At least it’s better than having him come to me and ask me to poke him.

-Don’t forget. I will repay this favor with my body.

…For a moment, several thoughts flashed through my mind, but I tried hard to suppress them.

-In this hell, only you saw me as a person.

Even if they are the daughters of the Heavenly Demon.

* * *

Late evening.

In a guest house where people gather, all sorts of stories are bound to be told, and the topics they talk about are bound to be the latest rumors from the martial arts world.

But the inn was quiet.

There were so many people that the regular customers who came to the inn without a single empty seat would turn around and leave the inn with an exclamation of ‘Oh my’ as soon as they entered the inn door, but the inn was so quiet that it seemed as if someone was dying if they made even a sound.

“That.”

Someone opened their mouth really carefully.

“Can arrhythmia really be cured?”

That’s it, the explosion of the fuse.

“Do you believe that? You’re just saying that to hide the fact that the Moyong Sega has created an incredible medicine.”

“No, but still. Is it possible to say that you slept like that?”

“How many marriage proposals will fly towards the golden jade leaf of the Mo Yong Se family? This is the strategy of the sword master to block them at the source.”

The people in the inn are each talking about ‘treatment for arrhythmia’.

And on the upper floor of that inn, in a space where the general public is not allowed to enter, a black-haired woman is sitting at a table, quietly eating xiaolongbao with chopsticks.

A woman wearing the Kunlun sect’s uniform, the leader of the martial arts world and the great disciple of the Kunlun sect’s leader, Taesang Jinjun, [Jinhyeon].

She looked down with slightly ‘reddened eyes’ with the dumpling in her mouth, then looked away again.

Thud, thud.

A woman approached Jinhyeon.

Jinhyeon continued to eat the dumplings and look down even though the woman was staring at him.

“Sister.”

“……How far will the great disciple of the Jeomchangpa go to be free from obstacles with me?”

At the word “sister,” Jin-Hyeon’s face straightened as if she felt goosebumps and she answered without even looking at him.

“I’m eating. Don’t even touch the dog.”

“Woof woof.”

“…You said you talked back to Geomseong, but you really are a crazy bitch.”

“If Soyeon is crazy, then you’re crazy too.”

Jin-Hyeon frowned at the woman’s explicit expression.

If someone were to look at this, they would probably think that the two women look somewhat ‘similar’.

Just like sisters.

“So what are you here for?”

“What are you going to do? Muwol, are you going to let Mo Yongseol eat me?”

“Get eaten…. Are you too proud to say anything else?”

Jinhyeon picked up the dumplings again.

“Why. You’re shaking so much because you lost your moon to a woman you thought would die soon? Huh?”

“Sister.”

“If you leave Mo Yong-se, you took Assemblyman Seok Mu-wol from the Jeomchang faction, and then you tried to keep Mu-wol by your side and have a relationship like that, but your plan fell through and now you’re so upset?”

“Who are you talking about? My story or my sister’s story?”

At Soyeonjeok’s murmur, Jinhyeon put down the dumpling he was about to put in his mouth.

“If someone heard me, they’d think I was thinking of Muwol just like you.”

“No? He was the savior of my life. He had been trying to steal away Mu-wol before Mu-wol entered the Mo-yong family. And the princess even entered as the great disciple of Kun-lun.”

“Ha.”

Jinhyeon frowned for a moment and tore the dumplings apart with his chopsticks.

“Don’t go around talking carelessly. This is the middle of Baekdo, and there are more than one or two ears listening.”

“How many hidden poisons are spreading throughout the martial arts sects? Those who don’t know don’t know, but those who know know about it.”

“There are many parts where you can fall down if you trip and fall, so everyone is keeping quiet. The reason Jeomchangpa accepted Soyeonjeok, a young girl from Ikong, is because it ultimately benefits Jeomchang, right?”

“…….”

“If you use the yin energy from the vein inversion well, you can create an extremely skilled master who has trained in extreme yin energy in just a few years.”

Jinhyeon pointed at himself and Soyeonjeok alternately with his eyes.

“Konryun took the eldest daughter of Cheonma as a hostage by secretly taking her as his disciple, but Jeomchang wanted to create the world’s greatest sect based on the second daughter who inherited Cheonma’s bloodline. In order to raise a swordsman who was even greater than the great disciple who was killed by the swordsman Murongcheon.”

Jinhyeon was holding chopsticks and making a fuss.

“You’re taking Assemblyman Seok as your lover and making him contribute to the medical science of Jeomchang, and you’re trying to raise Assemblyman Seok’s child, not another man from Jeomchang, to become a master of Jeomchang. Am I wrong?”

“That kind of sister would have just been stuck in Kunlun and quietly acted as a hostage, so why did you follow me all the way to Liaodong? Did you have any idea?”

“No, not at all. I’m being honest with you, but my plans were all ruined.”

Jinhyeon let out a deep sigh.

“I was wondering how I could receive the elixir that supports yang energy from Assemblyman Seok, but it turned out that I needed to receive bodily fluids instead of elixirs.”

Jinhyeon rolled up his sleeves.

From her fingers down to her arms there was no color whatsoever.

“I think it’s the same for you, but we can only survive if we continuously raise our body’s blood energy with the internal energy method that supports the yang energy. And that too, we have to connect it with ‘demonic energy’.”

“…….”

“Konryun wanted to perfect the method of using the two energies as the Supreme Ultimate through me, and Jeomchang was purely expecting your talent and mental strength. In any case, both of you will die before you turn thirty… no, before you turn forty at the latest.”

“You….”

“But things are different now. What should I do, my rival? Isn’t the head of the fortune telling you to come into the bedroom?”

“Don’t cross the line, you crazy bitch.”

Soyeonjeok grabbed the teacup, but Jinhyeon picked up the soup dumpling again with a cold, sullen face.

“Sister-”

“Brother, if you spray that on me, I’ll die.”

The moment Jinhyeon’s eyes sparkled ‘golden’, Soyeonjeok put down her teacup.

“……..”

“And I’m talking about reality. The situation has changed. Do you think they’ll just stay still? The demonic cult that has become ineffective accepted the daughters of Cheonma simply because they believed in their talent as ‘bloodlines of the Hyeon-gyeong masters’, but the fact that she doesn’t even know the grace that she’s protecting and that Mo-yong-se is willing to risk her life for a man?”

“Life is….”

“Don’t forget. No matter how much the Demonic Cult is now worse than a toothless tiger, no matter how much that crippled, bipolar coward won’t even think about coming down from Cheonsan, a Hyeon-gyeong master is still a Hyeon-gyeong master.”

“……There’s nothing I can’t say to my biological father.”

“Be quiet.”

Jinhyeon put the dumplings in his mouth in one bite.

“So, what are you going to do? Are you going to jump over the Mo Yong Se family’s wall and attack them?”

“That’s….”

“Oh, it’s an extra!!”

At the entrance of the inn, a man kicked open the door and came rushing in.

“Official declaration by the leader of the martial arts world!”

Everyone in the guesthouse perked up their ears to the man’s voice, and the two daughters of Cheonma, who were wearing the clothes of the Baekdo sect, also focused on the man’s voice.

“Tell them that the solution to treating varicose veins is in the ‘Geukyangbohwan (極陽保丸)’ that the dragon Seokmuwol has developed with his own energy!”

“…huh?”

“…….”

Soyeonjeok tilted her head, and Jinhyeon frowned.

“What the…. No, you said sleeping was the solution, and then you suddenly said you were cured with some kind of elixir? Then you said you slept…!”

“You should have just told the truth, but you’re trying to cover it up and disguise it. Is that what the Master wanted?”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s called camouflage.”

Jinhyeon made a circle with his fingers and then dug his chopsticks deep into it.

“This is the truth, but I feel awkward saying that this can solve the problem, so I’m just beating around the bush.”

“But…if you say that, Muwol…”

“Anyway, Muwol is going to get everyone’s attention. Yeonjeok-ah. After all, you’re on the same boat as me, so this is a story.”

Jinhyeon stabbed the last remaining dumpling with his chopsticks.

“Do you really think it’s a coincidence that the arrhythmia that’s spreading throughout the Central Plains is just one of the martial arts people’s diseases, and that the only cure for it is Mu-wol?”

“Sister.”

“I….”

“You pretend to have something, but in the end, aren’t you also trying to take over Muwol?”

“No. I don’t care if Muwol…Mo Yongseol or whoever, as long as he has a woman he loves, he can go to anyone…Uh. Except for one person.”

“Who, me?”

“No way.”

Jinhyeon shrugged.

“I don’t know about other women, but I can’t let the youngest… no, the ‘arch princess’ of the Demonic Cult take away Muwol.”

* * *

The news flew in and reached the Cheonsan Demonic Cult.

“Oh my god.”

A white-haired girl, like a child, laughed strangely as she received the news from Jeon Seo-gu.

“My brother slept with a woman named Mo Yongseol.”

“Your Highness, that’s not important right now. The fate of the Demonic Cult is at stake…”

Kkugit.

“……Heh.”

“Oh, Grand Duchess…! Please take back the Heavenly Demonic Power…!”

The girl clutched the paper in her hand, her red eyes sparkling.

“You’re 4 years older than me, and you stole my brother’s first time…?”