The Second Eunuch Regains His Manhood

Chapter 187: Pretty Sister

The gaze of Wi Soryeon turned towards Jeoksawol.

The Sado Family’s Matriarch, the best of the Demon Sect, and one of the three pillars of the Unifier of the Heavens.

And the one who approved her path into the Demon Sect.

Why on earth is Jeoksawol, who should be in Sado, here in this distant land of the Demon Sect? Wi Soryeon couldn’t fathom it.

Yet, the woman before her was undoubtedly Jeoksawol.

The aura of an absolute being and the traits of a top master, along with those intense red eyes, emanated from the woman in front of her.

Thud.

Wi Soryeon‘s legs buckled.

She held the unconscious Baek Rijiak tightly.

Baek Rijiak’s body heat was felt in Wi Soryeon’s embrace.

“Lady Jeoksawol…”

Tears flowed endlessly from Wi Soryeon’s eyes.

She grew up in the roughhouse alongside tough Demon Sect men, never shedding a tear in front of them, determined not to be seen as weak.

I can’t cry. That’s what she had been taught, but now, she couldn’t hold back the rising tears.

Tears dripped from her cheeks.

While looking at Jeoksawol, she poured out everything that had happened until now.

On the first day of the Heavenly Horse Ceremony, the encounter between Lee Cheol-soo and her.

The entry into the cave called Heavenly Horse Mound. Meeting Baek Rijiak there. Spending a week together.

Finally, the overwhelming presence felt by the lakeside and the scene of Lee Cheol-soo sending her away to confront it all.

She revealed it all.

“Huh… Huh…”

Wi Soryeon cried.

In the face of an unknown threat, all she could do was flee. Lee Cheol-soo chose to confront it for her and for Baek Rijiak.

She was touted as the Demon Sect’s Right Hand and the best of the Demon Sect, but such empty titles meant nothing in the face of true strength.

She couldn’t be any help at all.

The weight of that truth felt unbearable, filled her with self-doubt, and made her angry; Wi Soryeon couldn’t endure it.

The expression on Jeoksawol’s face hardened as she absorbed Wi Soryeon’s report.

There were many concerning points. Especially that unidentified girl awakened in Heavenly Horse Mound must somehow connect to the formidable presence in the Demon Realm, linked to the Blood Sect’s mastery.

If that white-haired girl is indeed the woman from Heavenly Horse Mound, calling her a Heavenly Horse would be justified. The presence felt by the Black Dragon must be a Blood Sect master. Considering her appearance and delicate hands, could she be the long-legendary Sosumahu Baek Rijiak? The reason why the Blood Sect seeks her now, as well as why her tomb lies hidden in the Demon Realm, all points to the possibility that they tried to refine the legendary Heavenly Demon Zombie from her as a vessel.

Jeoksawol quickly drew a conclusion from the gathered intelligence and the report from the Black Dragon.

Heavenly Demon Zombie.

The pinnacle and ultimate form of Gangsi Technique. If they lost the vessel for that Heavenly Demon Zombie along the way, it would explain the sensitive reactions from the Blood Sect.

If it is indeed the Heavenly Demon Zombie, at least a Sado might be involved, or perhaps even someone of the rank of the deputy leader.

If an ultimate master like the Black Dragon felt a threat, perhaps one of the four deputy leaders of the Blood Sect had made an appearance.

As Jeoksawol thought that far, she gently stroked the head of the Black Dragon and stood up.

“Uuumm…”

The Baek Rijiak, Sosumahu, opened her eyes slightly in Wi Soryeon’s embrace.

Her gaze met that of Jeoksawol.

The eyes of the 108-year-old Sosumahu Baek Rijiak and the 62-year-old top master Jeoksawol clashed in the air.

Goooooo…

The moment a fog swirled around the two,

“Pretty sister!”

Sosumahu sparkled her eyes at Jeoksawol.

The expression on Jeoksawol’s face turned strange upon hearing the compliment.

Compliments about beauty weren’t bad.

But what was this nonsense about calling her sister? If that girl truly was Sosumahu Baek Rijiak, she was at least 40 years her senior.

To be called sister by someone 40 years older was… a bit much.

“Mommy… where’s Daddy?”

Sosumahu’s question left Wi Soryeon slightly flustered.

“W-well…”

The moment Jeoksawol heard that her blood ran cold.

“Mommy? Daddy?”

She had heard vague mentions of it in her reports. But witnessing grown adult souls refer to the much younger boys and girls as mom and dad was utterly baffling.

No matter how irrational they were, what kind of nonsensical scene was this?

“They don’t know how to act their age.”

Calling Gaga daddy was something she could somewhat overlook.

But now, a teenage girl referring to someone significantly below her as mom?

That was unthinkable.

If anyone was to be called a mother, it should be none other than Jeoksawol herself.

“Sister, your eyes look scary.”

Sosumahu buried herself deeper into Wi Soryon’s embrace while staring at Jeoksawol’s red eyes.

Jeoksawol clicked her tongue inwardly at the scene.

There was no end to such nonsense.

Just at that moment…

“Lady Jeoksawol…”

Wi Soryeon spoke while tightly hugging Sosumahu.

“…Big brother, will you save me?”

Wi Soryeon’s eyes were still brimming with tears.

“I will indeed. I will personally owe a favor to the Orthodox Faction Martial World.”

With Jeoksawol’s response, relief washed over Wi Soryeon’s face.

If not anyone else, but the Demon Sect’s best was there to help.

Lee Cheol-soo would not die.

“Thank you! Lady Jeoksawol!”

“No. After I leave this place, Gongdong Alliance’s Yu Jinhwi will be coming soon. Then I will repeat the same words I did before, and ensure your protection.”

Jeoksawol was sure that Yu Jinhwi would trace her. For a perpetrator, tracking her down would be impossible, but Yu Jinhwi was no criminal.

He possessed the Heavenly Body, so he would undoubtedly follow her.

“Understood, Lady Jeoksawol.”

While tightly holding onto the squirming Sosumahu, Wi Soryeon answered firmly.

Upon hearing her response, Jeoksawol leaped into action once more.

She had figured out the identity and objective of the enemy to an extent.

Now all that remained was to punish the Blood Sect scoundrels who were tormenting Gaga. Jeoksawol bit her lip.

“My Gaga. Just wait a bit. The girl will come to rescue you.”

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Clang!

The claws of Gangsimajon, charged with Gangqi, collided with Lee Cheol-soo’s sword.

A red glint flashed in the eyes of Gangsimajon.

The space around him, synchronized with his intent, rippled and bled forth with crimson.

“Damn brat…!”

Gangsimajon fumed inwardly.

At that moment, he wasn’t using his full power. Rather, revealing his full strength was impossible. He had merged with the consciousness of the Blood Zombie through the technique of Whispering Blood, severely limiting his capabilities as the embodiment was not his original form.

His original body was sleeping in a coffin far away, near the Blood Sect Headquarters, more than a thousand miles away from the Heavenly Mountain.

While those so-called newbies of the Orthodox Faction should have been no trouble, even the Blood Zombie’s body was enough to handle them.

It was too late to travel directly to the Heavenly Mountain.

Gangsimajon thought this way. Even if there was a master of Hwakyung

among the newbies, the one of Hyeongyeong was certainly not someone they could contend with.

At least that was his belief.

But Lee Cheol-soo; that damn brat was different.

Realizing that Lee Cheol-soo was a Hwakyung master surprised him slightly, but since he was truly the heir of Honwon Geomje, it was only to be expected, so he didn’t pay it much mind.

But Lee Cheol-soo seemed to see through every move he made with Demonic Bone Melting Technique and Rural Fiery Bones Technique, blocking and countering all his attacks.

It didn’t end there.

He was not only able to keep pace with Gangsimajon‘s thoughts through accelerated thinking but even used Ihap Sin-gong to disrupt the flow of vitality at his own command.

Had this been his original form, he could have used his entire power to reduce Lee Cheol-soo to a smear of blood in a mere second. The competition would have been non-existent.

However, Gangsimajon was stuck in the form of a Blood Zombie, which meant he couldn’t use his full power, and thus a back-and-forth clash was happening with Lee Cheol-soo.

And as for taunts? He spat out even the forbidden words about his unattractive appearance.

“Brat!!”

Fueled with rage, Gangsimajon tore the air with his claws. The crimson Gangqi weaved chaotically through the air.

Clang.

Boom!

The clash of Lee Cheol-soo’s black sword technique and Gangsimajon’s red Gangqi erupted in a tremendous sound, sending vibrations throughout the cave.

“Ugh!”

Lee Cheol-soo bit his lip.

Despite barely managing to hold his ground due to various variables, if he continued to stall like this, he’d be the one losing.

He was well aware of this fact.

Using various tricks, he held on for as long as he could, but time was running out.

Drip.

Lee Cheol-soo’s battle attire had already torn to rags. Beneath the shredded attire lay numerous claw marks, dripping blood.

Seeing Lee Cheol-soo’s pitiful state, Gangsimajon let out a chilling laugh.

“Hehehe. The victory will undoubtedly be mine, and your life will also belong to me.”

Gangsimajon spat these words in an eerie tone.

The blood qi emanating from his body shook the surroundings.

Lee Cheol-soo.

Yu Jinhwi.

Both had prominently been marked as top priority targets for elimination in the Blood Sect’s books.

The disgrace of Payang Lake from three hundred years ago. The first-ever skilled master to deal a fatal blow to the incorruptible Demon Lord‘s soul.

Honwon Geomje’s heir.

Gangdong Sect’s two disciples, likely to have inherited his martial arts legacy, Lee Cheol-soo and Yu Jinhwi had to be eliminated.

To hasten the emergence of the Blood Sect‘s dominion, the heirs of Honwon Geomje had to be snuffed out from the very roots.

Any potential threats to the Demon Lord needed to be eradicated. This was particularly true if the threat held the potential to inherit Honwon Geomje’s martial arts.

And today was that day.

The day to eliminate one of the ominous seeds left by the Honwon Geomje!

Gangsimajon, thinking such, raised his claws.

Zing.

The red Gangqi sprouted sharply from his claws. Just as he was about to deliver an unavoidable blow…

Boom!

A thunderous noise reverberated throughout the cave.

Boom! Instantly, thick smoke erupted, and ground-fires from the underworld surged upward. An overwhelming presence filled the cave. Gangsimajon‘s eyes widened.

“…You dare.”

A woman’s voice echoed from the entrance of the cave.

Her enchanting voice felt like it could captivate any man in the world, infused with the fury of the King of Hell.

“How dare anyone lay a hand on my junior?!”

With the resounding voice that echoed throughout the entire cave, the scenery swiftly changed.

A mythical landscape emerged, dividing into an extreme frozen realm of ice and the boiling hellfire in half along the three rivers of the underworld.

In the midst of it all stood her.

With shimmering red eyes, enveloped in crimson energy, she resembled a peerless beauty reigning like a queen in the flames of hell.

[Eight Great Hells]

Jeoksawol.

The culmination of her journey from the daughter of a harlot to the peak of the Demon Sect manifested here.

Her mastery, known as the Purification of the Mind, along with the power of the Eight Great Hells, descended before Gangsimajon.

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