Heavenly Inquisition Sword Novel - Chapter 206
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Chapter 206: What Will Inevitably Happen
The final fate of the Flame Demon, reduced to ashes, left a deep impression on the warriors of the Justice Unit. The Justice Alliance had ignored the report from the Zhengzhou branch and had planned the expedition against the Yoomyung Cult. Strategist Jegal Seun had considered the monsters to be mere illusions created by the sorcery of the Yoomyung Cult’s magicians, but the reality was different.
The monsters that appeared before them had tangible power. If they were mere illusions, Young Gyeolsang, the Wudang Sect Leader, would not have retreated. The Sword Emperor, Namgung Byeok, was still battling on the rooftop against a One-Horned Demon. How could these creatures be considered mere illusions?
Young Gyeolsang watched the spot where the Flame Demon had disappeared, still in disbelief.
“This is…”
The Sword Emperor, Namgung Byeok, was still fighting against the One-Horned Demon. How could this be an illusion? Reality surpassed imagination, and the warriors of the Justice Unit knew that they would need more than just martial techniques to face these threats.
For half an hour, Namgung Byeok relentlessly attacked the One-Horned Demon, gradually cutting off its claws and leaving deep marks on its body. Finally, with a final strike, the One-Horned Demon’s head exploded, and its body disintegrated into ashes.
“Haa!”
Namgung Byeok exhaled deeply, his torso drenched in sweat. Anyone who saw him would think he had fought against the Leader of the Yoomyung Cult. It had been an exhausting battle, and it was only against one of the Demon Warriors.
Meanwhile, Young Gyeolsang and the other members of the Justice Unit approached Namgung Byeok. The Wudang Sect Leader, Young Gyeolsang, asked:
“How was it?”
Namgung Byeok shook his head.
“Just as they reported in Zhengzhou. With our normal techniques, we barely managed to harm it.”
“As expected. I figured it would be like that when my attacks had no effect.”
The Three Immortals of Kunlun approached. The warriors of the Wudang Sect made way for them.
Namgung Byeok bowed.
“Thanks to your advice, I was able to attack with all my strength and defeat it in half an hour. If I hadn’t known this beforehand, I might have lost my composure. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. It’s impressive that you were able to defeat the monster without a sacred treasure. Now you know how difficult it is to face these creatures without them.”
Namgung Byeok nodded.
“Indeed. It felt like I was striking a rock.”
Young Gyeolsang added:
“Even though I recited the destruction mantra, it had no effect. It’s clear this isn’t magic or sorcery.”
While the leaders discussed, the second-in-command of the Justice Unit, Cheon Bi-Gum Unhak, approached to report the casualties.
“We have seven lightly injured. The enemies suffered thirty casualties and twenty-two severe injuries. What should we do with the prisoners?”
Namgung Byeok responded without hesitation:
“Destroy their Dantians and expel them.”
“Yes, sir.”
Unhak withdrew to carry out the orders. Despite the victory, the mood in the Justice Unit was grim. They had fought hard against just a few demon warriors.
That night, Namgung Byeok ordered the Justice Unit not to kill the demon warriors indiscriminately.
Luoyang.
Baima Temple.
The great Buddhist temple was full of people. The temple’s monks seemed irritated. The Yoomyung Cult had decided to hold their meeting at the temple.
Originally, they planned to gather at the Fairy Temple, but the site was too small, so Baima Temple was chosen as the next best place.
The Yoomyung Cult had roots in both Buddhism and Taoism, so its followers moved naturally within the temple.
In the large reception hall, seven men and women were gathered. They were the Great Demon Generals of the Yoomyung Cult.
Six of them watched in astonishment as the Lunar Fairy held a letter sent from Musansocho. It stated that the Jinmusa of the Luoyang division had secretly informed the Yoomyung Cult about the movements of the Justice Alliance.
Martial Mountain Maiden, Lee Maehwa, murmured:
“The message is clear. The report is accurate, but why would the Jinmusa help us?”
The Red Spider, Gong Chwisan, coldly responded:
“Who knows what goes through those bastards’ minds? They’re capable of betraying their allies at any moment.”
“But if the information is correct, we should take advantage of it.”
The Martial Mountain Maiden looked at the other demon generals.
The Lunar Fairy was the first to nod.
“I agree. If the Justice Alliance gathers, it will cause us trouble. It’s better to attack them while they’re divided.”
The Martial Mountain Maiden looked to the others for approval.
The Demon of Illusion, Ungjaegwi, intervened:
“I agree. We can’t let them gather. If they do, it will be difficult to face them.”
The consensus was quickly reached. The demon generals decided to split into two groups and attack the strongest divisions of the Justice Alliance.
The next day, six hundred members of the Yoomyung Cult silently left Baima Temple.
Kaifeng.
Hwasang Village.
Around noon.
Yeon Jeokha had just sat in an improvised chair when Nok Dampyeong approached.
“Young master.”
“What is it?”
“May I ask you a question?”
“You may ask me two.”
“When the Magistrate came last time, I was very worried when you raised your voice.”
“Are you related to the Magistrate?”
“No.”
“Then why are you worried?”
“Because the Magistrate is a high-ranking official.”
“And what of it?”
“Angering a high-ranking official can bring trouble.”
“That’s because you don’t understand.”
“What?”
“The things that are meant to happen, will happen. Old Shim hit the Magistrate’s son. Do you think the Magistrate will stay quiet? No matter how much I appease him, he already hates us.”
“Ah…”
“If he doesn’t come to arrest me today, he’ll come tomorrow. So why should I try to please him? In any case, he won’t leave me alone.”
“And if the Magistrate wanted to get along with you?”
“Then I would also accept that gladly. Deep down, I’m someone who hates fighting.”
Nok Dampyeong found it difficult to accept the last statement. That wasn’t the attitude one would expect from someone who confronts high-ranking officials without hesitation.
“Then why are you suddenly interested in this?”
“Simply, I was curious.”
“I’m curious about you.”
“About me?”
“Yes. Despite having little martial skill, you’re still alive and active. That’s really surprising. You must have good ancestors.”
Nok Dampyeong wasn’t sure if it was a compliment or a tease and only smiled awkwardly.
At that moment, a man in his forties approached the Filial Son Cliff. Dressed in elegant clothes, he was the Jinmusa of the Kaifeng division, Dong Yusu.
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