The Second Eunuch Regains His Manhood

Chapter 196: Eternal Girl

Blood Lord’s hand trembled.

Crimson tears flowed from his eyes, as a thick mist of blood enveloped the surroundings.

“Hehehehe…”

Blood Lord, who shared a bond with Heavenly Horse, chuckled. At that moment, the crimson energy erupted from his body.

[One Dream Blood Night]

His Mind’s Martial Arts engraved in the world.

The night sky transformed from dark blue to a deep red. Above it, a grotesquely twisted blood moon dripped like ink in a chilling manner.

Drip-drip.

Next to the moon, blood-stained stars rose in bizarre shapes.

With his Mind’s Martial Arts unleashed, Blood Lord spread his arms wide. In his crimson vision, the figure of Baek Murang appeared. One dream blood night. An endless blood-red night. Now, receiving the power of the twisted moon and stars, he was at his strongest.

Blood Lord cried tears of blood and raised his hand. The dripping moon and stars reacted.

Whoooom!

The moon and stars, and the blood-red sky, roared. The grotesque bloodlight descending from the moon, stars, and sky gathered into the grasp of Blood Lord.

“I’ve waited long for this day. Baek Murang. A talentless fool lacking humanity and care for the lives in New Religion…”

Heavenly Horse Baek Murang.

Since the days when he was the previous Heavenly Horse, Blood Lord never liked him.

He despised someone so utterly indifferent, devoid of even the smallest shred of humanity, someone who didn’t know how to harness such exceptional talent.

Blood Lord still remembered.

When he asked why he desired the position of Heavenly Horse, Baek Murang answered without reason.

Yes.

He simply needed someone to wield his talent against. Family, New Religion, the position of Heavenly Horse meant nothing to him.

Baek Murang was not human. He didn’t understand the human heart.

To proclaim he would protect New Religion was absurd.

It was the New Religion he had devoted his whole life to. The New Religion could not have a monster who viewed everything as meaningless as its Heavenly Horse.

Such a thing was intolerable. Hence he turned to the Blood Sect he was originally allied with, clinging desperately to save his life.

For this very day.

“You shall end today in my hands.”

One, two, three, four.

Blood Lord’s form split accurately into nineteen. Blood Lord’s Blood Mist Without Trace illusion unfolded, creating his clones.

Originally, all but one would be phantoms, but now they were within the realm of One Dream Blood Night.

For a moment, as the blood moon arose in One Dream Blood Night, all illusions Blood Lord created became real.

They all became clones and the main body.

Baek Murang’s indifferent eyes stared at Blood Lord.

“He has changed.”

He had faced Blood Lord over the position of Heavenly Horse before. It was a challenging opponent he remembered well. However, the aura emanating from Blood Lord now was different from before.

Heavenly Horse dissected Blood Lord’s martial arts with his outstanding intellect. His martial skills had completely transformed from the past.

Baek Murang’s lips turned slightly upwards. His heart began to race. It had been so long since he had fought a powerful opponent. Since ascending to the position of Heavenly Horse, no one had dared challenge him.

He couldn’t carelessly fight against fellow experts like Sinseung or Yeomwang. Thus, he was bored. Incredibly bored.

And now the deceased previous Sect Leader had appeared, seeking a life-or-death duel with an even stronger aura. His heart raced with excitement at the feeling he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

The madness flickered in the eyes of the nineteen Blood Lords upon seeing the scorn of Baek Murang.

“I will strike down that mocking head first!”

The nineteen Blood Lords waved their hands simultaneously. Flash! As lightning of crimson essence struck down from the heavens, Baek Murang’s eyes ignited with black flames.

Goooooo!

Overwhelming energy surged within Baek Murang’s body. The black eyes of Heavenly Horse began to sparkle with starlight. It was the universe. The universe dwelled within his gaze.

“Hahahahahahahaha!”

Heavenly Horse Baek Murang laughed.

The age at which he reached the stage of transcendence was twenty-eight.

At that moment, the realization he gained as Heavenly Horse was that there was no equal in heaven or earth.

He knew that no one could rival his talent. There had never been anyone, nor would there ever be. He stood alone in the Nine Provinces and Eight Monarchs.

Thus, unlike other masters of transcendence, he did not manifest a microcosm in his domain. No, he had no need for it.

Heavenly Horse Baek Murang.

He existed independently and alone. His being, infused with his essence and spirit, was the vast universe and the Nine Provinces and Eight Monarchs.

The rightful master exists on its own, hence embodies all things in the universe.

The arrogant realization enveloped Heavenly Horse’s body.

[Infinite Independent Existence]

Mind’s Martial Arts nestled wholly within his body. The wild hair of Heavenly Horse waved with the energy flowing. Starlight sparkled within his hair. The black magic swirled and surged from Heavenly Horse’s body, the microcosm and the macrocosm.

Heavenly Horse raised his hand. The instant the starlight of the universe ignited from his palm.

Patzatzatz! Bang!

Lightning from his hand radiated simultaneously, bouncing back to the nineteen Blood Lords.

“Ugh?!”

Blood Lord panicked. His eyes trembled.

Baek Murang.

His Mind’s Martial Arts already knew. It was purified arrogance, the martial arts of a true warrior.

But unlike the previous encounter, now the Mind’s Martial Art of that warrior had grown even stronger.

Baek Murang, cloaked in the brilliance of the universe, grinned.

He clenched his fist. The current of energy flowed backward into Baek Murang’s dominant moves.

“Ugh!?”

“Seo Choryang. You mentioned earlier that I don’t value New Religion. That I lack humanity.”

The Divine Eye of Heavenly Horse imbued with the universe perceived the clones of Blood Lord.

“I acknowledge it. It was true that in the past, I acted that way.”

Brilliance of the universe enveloped the tips of Baek Murang’s toes. Slowly, very slowly, but undeniably, he took a step forward.

Boom!

An overpowering energy surged with that one step. A step strong enough to make the Nine Provinces and Eight Monarchs kneel before it unfolded beneath the blood-red sky.

The swirling magic accompanied the step, reaching toward the heavens. The blood-red sky, the grotesque moon and stars, were torn apart.

Heavenly Horse Dominance Step.

“But the Heavenly Horse

of today is different. I have gained the realization of emotions. I have come to cherish New Religion and my family a bit more.”

The day he conversed with Lee Cheol-soo flashed in his mind.

The image of So Cheonma Baek Cheon-hwa also emerged. The small joy in seeing her pleased with the futile martial arts of the past that had now become useless also came to him warmly.

Once, Baek Murang didn’t value New Religion or his daughter at all.

But now, yes.

If it meant someone like Blood Lord would attempt to take it away from him, he had risen too high to let it go easily.

Especially, he didn’t want Baek Cheon-hwa to be entrusted to some unworthy character.

Baek Murang smiled.

Accepting humanity and understanding emotions made Baek Murang stronger. He was still growing stronger. He had reached the edge of transcendence. He was at the peak.

Boom!

Heavenly Horse Dominance Step was unleashed once more. The blood-red sky, the stars and moon were shredded apart. Blood Lord’s body was torn asunder.

“Craaaah!”

“I’m losing interest. Depart before me, remnants of the past.”

The moment Baek Murang’s gaze turned icy.

His dominance, wrapped in black magic, slammed into the air.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The force of his strike ripped through the space. The Blood Lord’s Mind’s Martial Arts, along with the blood-red sky, were torn apart, collapsing the reality. The fiery halls of Heavenly Horse revealed themselves, and the rebounded Blood Lord was sent flying. Blood Mist erupted from his body.

I need blood. I need blood to replenish my internal power and restore myself to stand against Baek Murang once again…

Blood Lord’s exclusive defensive technique, Blood Mist Illusion, unfolded. The blood wrapped around him rapidly faded away.

The Blood Essence Absorption Technique he honed allowed him to replenish his inner strength and restore his body through blood. If the Blood Lord received fresh blood on schedule, it was almost equivalent to having infinite power and stamina.

A long battle is my victory. Baek Murang…

Heavenly Horse possessed martial prowess that surpassed the expected range, reaching the peak of transcendence.

It was an unexpected failure.

The first had met defeat. But this was a battlefield. This environment overflowing with fresh blood. If he could repeatedly strike and retreat while absorbing blood, he could kill that arrogant Baek Murang.

The final victor will be me.

Blood Lord laughed.

He soon spotted corpses and blood as he fled the blazing Heavenly Horse Hall.

Blood, fresh blood was truly a feast for him, no, an elixir. Just as he halted to activate his Blood Essence Absorption Technique…

“Where are you rushing off to, Blood Sect’s little puppy? Or should I call you a mosquito instead?”

A voice reached his ears—one he should not be hearing here.

Blood Lord’s eyes trembled. He slowly opened his mouth.

“Yeomwang?! Why the hell is this damned old hag here again?!”

The Most Beautiful in the World.

True to her name, the beauty of Yeomwang Jeoksawol, resembling Pyeongwol Suhwa, brightened his vision.

Blood Lord‘s body shook.

Why on earth was Yeomwang here? How could Yeomwang and the Demon Sect have such a good relationship? That couldn’t be. So why then?

It was an unbelievable sight, the appearance of a monster that should not exist caused Blood Lord’s thoughts to freeze.

Jeoksawol’s expression hardened.

A crimson aura erupted above her shoulder in the air, forming a sphere. It was the Strong Circle.

“How dare you call me an old hag, you filthy mosquito! I am the eternal girl of youth!”

Seeing Jeoksawol’s figure, Blood Lord clenched his teeth.

He had no time to ponder why Yeomwang was here. Yeomwang was a supreme being capable of dividing the martial world. She was not someone to be trifled with.

And “the eternal girl of youth”?

How old could she be? It was absurd.

“You’re speaking nonsense, Yeomwang. What do you mean, ‘girl’? You’re nothing but an old hag…”

Blood Lord provoked Jeoksawol, activating his Blood Essence Absorption Technique. Blood from the corpses and puddles around him enveloped him in crimson smoke.

Huh.

Blood Lord’s body partially regenerated. His internal energy returned somewhat, and he entered his stance.

Yeomwang, hearing his words, narrowed her eyes.

Watching her expression warp, Blood Lord continued his taunting.

“I don’t know why you’re here…”

“…Here you are!”

A chilling voice emerged from behind. Blood Lord turned to see who was there.

A man with a strikingly emotionless face and black hair.

Heavenly Horse Baek Murang.

Blood Lord’s eyes quivered. Before him stood Yeomwang Jeoksawol, and behind him was Heavenly Horse Baek Murang.

The two masters of transcendence surrounded him. There was no way to win. He had no escape. Then it was time for Blood Spirit Strengthening Method. Sacrificing his own life to summon the strength of the Demon Lord was the last resort. If he offered the body of a master of transcendence as an offering to the great method, he might be able to take them both to the underworld as companions in death.

Just when Blood Lord prepared to invoke the Blood Spirit Strengthening Method…

Flash!

A flash of black magic and red aura entwined, enveloping Blood Lord entirely. The two super-experts, Heavenly Horse and Yeomwang, struck simultaneously at Blood Lord before he could enact the great method.

“…!!”

The moment Blood Lord’s crimson eyes trembled, disrupted by the great method…

Flash!

A second flash erupted.

Gooooo!

Boom!

The clash of energy erupted with a thunderous boom as Blood Lord’s body was torn apart and scattered.

The last sight Blood Lord experienced was the indifferent and arrogant gaze of Baek Murang looking down upon him, accompanied by the slightly narrowed eyes of Jeoksawol.

—

At the same time.

Yujinhwi, who had reached the realm of transcendence, focused her gaze on Gangsimajon.

In a slowed-down world through the acceleration of Thought, Gangsimajon was in shock.

“What the hell…!”

Before his eyes, stood Yujinhwi.

The simply absurd scene of him witnessing her reaching the realm of transcendence

unfolded right in front of Gangsimajon’s eyes.

Reaching the stage of transcendence at a young age was ridiculous, but not entirely impossible.

Among the martial artists, there were records of prodigies breaking through it before reaching adulthood.

However, the realm of transcendence was different.

To reach the stage of transcendence, one had to complete their microcosm. It required gaining a realization that could transcend a lifetime.

Thus, for someone to reach the realm of transcendence before adulthood was practically impossible. It was utter nonsense for a youth with more days to live ahead than behind him to gain the insights of a lifetime exceeding sixty years in such a short life.

Even the previous owner of the Heavenly Body, the illustrious Heavenly Horse Baek Murang, reached the stage of transcendence only as he approached adulthood.

Yet now Yujinhwi had achieved this at the age of seventeen.

“A reincarnation of talent?”

An extraordinary prodigy.

The one said to appear once in a millennium. Stirring whispers had labeled Yujinhwi as the genius of geniuses, and Gangsimajon thought of them as mere rumors.

But it was no rumor.

It was rather an understatement of Yujinhwi, or rather, of her existence.

A symbol of the absurdity in talent. Someone who grew while fighting, breaking through realms in the most impossible manner.

Even the term Heavenly Body was insufficient to describe Yujinhwi.

A Martial God.

Indeed, if Martial God existed, it was clear it referred to Yujinhwi standing before him.

Of course, the Demon Lord possessed the strength to defeat even a Martial God, or heavenly entities. But what if Yujinhwi inherited the Primordial Sword Technique?

She was an enemy. The maximum threat to the Demon Lord’s great endeavor.

The fierce gaze of Gangsimajon and the empty, soulless gaze of Yujinhwi met. Within Yujinhwi’s eyes, Gangsimajon saw nothing but emptiness. Emptiness that symbolized nothingness loomed there.

With each encroachment of the gray world, the Void of Extremes devoured the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood, causing Gangsimajon to sweat profusely. His powers were being siphoned by Yujinhwi. His spatial dominance was rapidly dissolving.

Gangsimajon raised his hand. There was no way to win. That wasn’t a human, it was a monster. But he couldn’t give up just like that. A massive blood-red hand loomed in the sky.

Yujinhwi’s hollow gaze turned heavenward.

I won’t forgive you.

Step.

Yujinhwi walked forward. The gray aura settled on the iron sword held in her right hand.

Behind her unfolded the gray cosmos. A complete wasteland void of any life, plant, or animal, devouring the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood.

Yujinhwi raised the sword. She reached the one realization from the potential fates with her unique insight—this was the only wisdom she had grasped anew. Tears streamed down Yujinhwi’s face.

She extended her left hand, which was not holding the sword. The gray aura ignited and condensed in her left palm.

“With such petty tricks…”

The spell of Joining and Parting Divine Skill naturally activated. The twin blood-red hands floating in the sky were swiftly drawn into Yujinhwi’s left hand, transforming into a blood-red sphere.

Sssssss.

The swirling blood-red sphere on Yujinhwi’s hand faded to gray while compressing to the extreme. The pinpoint of gray she flicked with her hand.

Goooooo!

The point of gray energy moved slowly, but coated the surrounding space in gray. Gangsimajon trembled. What he saw was…

The trajectory of the point of energy annihilating everything in its path, literally causing everything to vanish. The void of the singular point she launched absorbed and obliterated everything around it.

“No, no, no…!!”

Gangsimajon raised his hands. The crimson energy surged from his palms. The appearance of the Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood shrunk to barely a space beneath his feet. His vision was consumed by pure emptiness.

The gray world advanced upon Gangsimajon.

“Die.”

Yujinhwi declared with her empty eyes.

Gangsimajon raised his hands, desperately attempting to fight back, but it was futile. The overwhelming Void rapidly penetrated his protective aura the instant it erupted forth.

“…!!”

With a silent scream, the possessed Blood Zombie turned to dust as he was consumed by the Void of Extremes, vanishing, space and all.

With the absence of his existence, the world transformed entirely gray.

A landscape so void of anything.

This world, existing solely for talent, was the essence of Yujinhwi, a realization that would decide her whole life.

“Huff.”

Taking a deep breath, Yujinhwi began to walk. As the previous gray world crumbled and was drawn in, she reached a place uniquely abundant with open fields and sunlight.

The place where Lee Cheol-soo lay.

“Saje.”

Yujinhwi’s Mind’s Martial Arts dissolved. The rebound made her swallow the blood rising to her throat, and despite her pain, she caressed the cheek of her fallen Saje.

“This time I protected you. And I’m sorry. I couldn’t protect you properly…”

The scenery returned to its original state. The Zombies Gangsimajon had brought were already dust long ago. While embracing her Saje once more, Yujinhwi caressed the cheek of the fallen soul.

She had protected her Saje.

Yet she couldn’t do so adequately. A sense of guilt and helplessness surged within her. The emotions she had suppressed during the battle with Gangsimajon erupted fiercely.

My Saje.

The root of my emotions. The source of my humanity. My everything.

As she thought this, Yujinhwi gently brushed her Saje’s forehead. Lee Cheol-soo lay grievously injured.

Emergency measures were needed to treat the serious injuries sustained.

Like Pressure Point Massage…

The moment the word Pressure Point Massage crossed her mind, Yujinhwi’s face turned bright red.

‘P-P-Pressure Point Massage?!’

For a proper Pressure Point Massage, she’d have to strip him and do it on bare skin.

Yujinhwi’s heart raced. Her face became crimson. How embarrassing to see her Saje naked. It felt unfamiliar.

‘W-What am I thinking? This is for my Saje…!’

Yujinhwi shook her head vigorously. Right. Now was not the time to concern herself with modesty.

Her Saje was in danger. She had to treat his injuries quickly.

Thus, it couldn’t be helped.

Yujinhwi thought this as she took off her outer clothes, laying them on the ground before lying down Lee Cheol-soo, and with trembling hands, quickly removed his clothing.

Lee Cheol-soo’s robust back muscles were revealed. Fully naked, his impressive manhood caught Yujinhwi’s eye. It was far too stimulating. Her face turned beet red.

‘I-I have to finish up quickly…!’

As Yujinhwi was about to place her trembling hand on Lee Cheol-soo’s back…

“Uncle?! What are you doing?!”

The sharp voice rang in her ears.

Yujinhwi turned her head. There she stood.

A girl with gray hair and striking red eyes, an impressive beauty, Sosumahu Baek Rijiak, was stepping back with a flushed face.

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