Absolute Regression Chapter 734

Episode 734: I can’t stand being the only one who can’t eat

Ilhwageomjon gave up on memorizing the path.
He’d tried to memorize the path, even if only vaguely, since entering the cave. But now, he’d given up completely.

She looked back at Hyeoncheon Doma. He was following the sword dance with a relaxed expression, as if he had long ago given up.

Ilhwageomjon asked Geommugeuk.

“How do you know your way so well?”
“I think you’re born with a natural instinct for finding your way.”
“Even you, Master, can’t find your way this well. Do you have a secret?”
“It’s instinct, instinct!”

In truth, it was the result of training and experience. This place, Manhyeoldong, was a place I knew inside and out, and my keen sense of direction was the result of the training I received from traveling to various places in my life before returning. If I didn’t remember correctly, I’d end up wandering the same places again. That was a time when I hated wandering more than anything else in the world.

After a while, Bloodthirsty Demon said teasingly.

“It feels like a dead end!”

The road I had been walking for a long time was a dead end.

“I had a good feeling about this path.”

As if unable to let go of his foolishness, Geommu-geuk went all the way to the end of the dead end and examined the wall.

“There is something down here.”

The swordsman discovered a narrow passage at the very bottom of the left wall. At first glance, the passage beneath was obscured by a protruding rock. He had to lie face down on the ground to see it.

That’s why it was a passageway that ordinary people would never discover. After wandering through a complex maze and knowing it was an obvious dead end, there was no way they’d reach the end, lie down on the ground, and check left and right.

How did he find himself back then? He didn’t find it here, but on the other side.

“As expected, the young leader has a keen eye.”

When Ilhwageomjon praised him, Hyeoncheondoma got angry for no reason.

“I got it. How would I know?”
“Half of it was thanks to you, sir.”
“Because of me?”
“Because you were teasing me, so I came all the way here to find something.”
“And the other half?”

Then Geommugeuk looked down at the hole and said.

“I felt a fresh air flow from this side.”

Bloody Heavenly Sword and Ilhwa Sword were startled by that answer. They hadn’t realized that Geommu-geuk cared about such things.

“I’ll go in first.”

No matter how grumpy he was, the person who worried the most about the sword dance was Hyeoncheon Doma.

“be careful.”

Geommugeuk crawled across the floor and entered the passageway.
Soon after, Geommugeuk’s voice was heard.

“Come in here.”

Blood Heavenly Sword and Ilhwa Sword also entered the area. Naturally, Blood Heavenly Sword was reluctant.

“I don’t know how many decades it’s been since I’ve crawled.”

Admiration flashed through the eyes of the two demons who entered. They were outside the cave, in a separate space surrounded by cliffs.

There was water flowing there, and flowers, grass, and trees growing. It really seemed like a perfect place to build a house and live.

Because of its unique terrain, it was difficult to discover this space from the outside unless one jumped off the seemingly endless cliff.

Before returning, Geommu-geuk had descended that cliff. Back then, he was exaggerating, as he’d scaled every cliff before him. He
came down here and discovered that hole. He also went inside and learned that the passage connected to Manhyeol-dong.

‘This place is so beautiful.’

When I came here before the regression, I only looked to see if there was anything here that could be of use to me. I didn’t realize then that this space had such charm.

“I’ll take a look around up there.”

The sword dance jumped off the cliff.
Ilhwa Sword Master slowly looked around. The first thing his eyes caught was the flowers blooming in the corner. Some of them were new to him.

“I’d like to build a house like this and live quietly later.”
“It won’t be easy to invite guests.”

Ilhwageomjon smiled at Hyeolcheondoma’s words. As he said, only those who live like him, and even the most exceptional masters capable of scaling that cliff, would be able to welcome him as guests.

After a while, the swordmaster came back down there and brought something unexpected.

“I found this on a tree halfway up a cliff.”

What Geommugeuk brought were three peaches.

“You must be hungry, so have one each.”

The peach blossoms radiated a dazzling light and a dazzling aroma, and their fragrance was also extraordinary.
Bloody Heavenly Horse, who had been looking at me with a puzzled expression, opened his eyes wide.

“Surely not! This isn’t a peach blossom, is it?”

Geommugeuk smiled and answered his trembling voice.

“Why not?”

Surprisingly, this peach was a medicinal herb called Seondoyeonggwa. Like the previously discovered stalactite, it was a rare find, not easily found anywhere else in the world.

“This is a spiritual fruit known to be especially good for women. Your skin is already beautiful, and now it’ll be as good as a baby’s. Come, eat.”

If the previous Jongyu Seontae was more effective against the Bloodthirsty Demon, then this Seondoyeong was a good elixir for the Ilhwa Geomjon.

Geommu-geuk gave the Seondoyeonggwa to Hyeolcheon Doma and Ilhwa Geomjon.

You found a stalactite, but now you’ve found a sedum? And you’re handing it out like a peach you bought at a market?

The blood clot didn’t eat it.

“Each elixir has its own owner. This is a blessing that has come to you, so take it all.”

Ilhwageomjon nodded, as if he shared the same thought.
Geommugeuk looked at the two demon lords. “Yes, I ate everything by myself before returning.”

“My destiny is with you two.”
“!”
“You know what I’ve been doing so far, don’t you?”

Bloody Heavenly Doma couldn’t refute. Yes, he knew better than anyone what kind of person Geommu-geuk was and the efforts he had made. He knew Geommu-geuk would never eat alone.

“Eat it anyway.”

Geommu-geuk, who had been quietly looking at the blood clot, said with a mischievous smile.

“Okay. I’ll take two.”
“Why two? Three!”

Bloody Heavenly Sword Master looked at Ilhwa Sword Master. She was smelling the fragrant scent of Seon Do-yeong.

“Wouldn’t it be rude to decline too much?”

At the words, “I’ll eat it,” Blood Heavenly Swordsman flinched.
Geommu-geuk smiled and extended his hand to Blood Heavenly Swordsman.

“I will only eat what you give me.”

As Geommugeuk tried to take the Seondoyeonggwa, Hyeolcheondoma quickly pulled his hand back. “It’s okay if we can’t eat it together, but I can’t stand not eating it alone!”

“Now that I think about it, I feel a little hungry.”

The sword dance spectacle laughed loudly, and the two demon lords smiled. How could words express their gratitude for this generous sharing of spiritual fruit?

“Come on, eat. I heard that Seondoyeong is only effective if you take it within half a cup after picking it from the tree.”

He took a large bite of the Seondoyeong fruit that Geommu-geuk was holding.
The sweet juice, a taste he had never tasted before, flowed down his throat in an instant, making him think, “If there’s a heavenly taste, this must be it.”

Although it was a sword dance that was no longer necessary in terms of internal energy, it was worth taking this Seondoyeonggwa.

Seondoyeong’s efficacy wasn’t limited to simply enhancing internal energy.
While it didn’t grant immortality, it also made the body resistant to disease and enhanced the five senses. It also had the effect of regrowth of lost hair and rejuvenating the skin.

“Oh, it’s delicious!”

In awe of the sword dance, Ilhwa Geomjon took a large bite of Seondoyeonggwa. She was usually a woman who ate with dignity, but this time, she ate with great care, trying not to spill even a single drop of juice.
Her expression spoke volumes about the flavor. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it was the most delicious food she’d ever tasted in her life.

Afterwards, he ate the blood clot and the Seondoyeong fruit.

“It’s sweet, it’s sweet.”

Who could have imagined, when I left school, that I would be eating the Seondoyeong fruit I’d only heard about? After
leaving school, I found myself experiencing a series of truly unimaginable experiences. And they were incredibly exciting and fun.

The three of them sat down and began their yin qi.
Each, using their own unique methods, began to meld Seon Do-yeong’s spiritual energy into their own internal energy. Perhaps it was the pleasant aroma emanating from both inside and out? It felt more refreshing and exhilarating than ingesting any elixir.

After melting the immense energy contained within the Seondoyeonggwa into his internal energy, Blood Heavenly Demon opened his eyes. Not only had his internal energy increased, but his body felt lighter.

The first one to finish his training was Geommu-geuk, who was looking up at the small sky visible between the surrounding cliffs.

Fortunately, I had both of the opportunities available in Manhyeoldong. It occurred to me that perhaps it was fate that there were three Seondoyeonggwas open.

Following the Bloody Sword, the Ilhwa Sword also finished its fortune.

“Thank you, Young Master.”

For Ilhwa Geomjon, who was striving to become stronger, the benefits of Seondoyeong were truly helpful. Plus, he gained a healthy body and firm skin!

Geommu-geuk, who was looking up at the sky, looked at her with a bright expression.

“Rather, I should be the one thanking you. If you hadn’t left the school this time, how would I have had this opportunity? This is all thanks to you, Master Geomjon.”

Ilhwageomjon stared silently at the sword dance. What could she say to him, who even took credit for this?
She spoke to the Blood Heavenly Demon.

“You heard? You should be thanking me.”

Bloodthirsty Demon answered, touching his own cheek.

“My skin really does look better.”

Then, Geommu-geuk drew his sword and pointed it at Blood Heavenly Demon’s face.

“Is that all? Look here. The wrinkles have smoothed out a lot.”
“Is that so? It’s not a matter of mood, is it?”
“If you eat some jongyuseontae later, your skin will be so beautiful that you’ll say, ‘Wow, your age doesn’t matter.'”

The sword dance drama had given him a high standing in front of the Ilhwa Sword Master.
Nothing felt more pleasing than being told he looked younger, so Blood Heavenly Sword Master couldn’t hide his smile.

‘Please live long and stay young.’

I walked back towards the hole where the sword dance had come from.

“Okay, let’s go.”

The sword dance came out first.

“So what? Was it worth crawling on the floor?”

Behind him, the blood clot was grumbling for no reason.

“But I still hate crawling!”

If it had been him, he would have broken down the wall and walked out, but for some reason he quietly crawled out of there.

The sword dance that came out of there took the lead again and went back the way it came.

“I have a good feeling about this one this time!”

Bloodthirsty Horse followed and said.

“I ate Seondoyeong with that premonition, so I have to follow.”

So the two demons walked along the sword dance once more.
Hell still unfolded outside. The screams coming from all directions reminded them they had finally returned to reality.

How long had it been since I’d walked? Two warriors stood before me, swords drawn, facing each other.
Their prayers were unusual, and they were indeed worthy of such a title.

One was Byeokcheon Daeboo (碧天大斧), renowned throughout the Honam region for his single-handed axe. The other was Goehyeoldo (怪血刀), a master from Gangseo who had heard of Jang Bodo and had come all the way here. It was a coincidence that two masters of similar skill had met.

The aura of the two men filled the surroundings. Knowing each other well, they didn’t move rashly.

“You are the one I will have to fight last.”

The Great Wall Master had such high regard for himself and his opponent.
He wanted to avoid this fight. Meanwhile, Gohyeoldo wanted to settle the score here.

“If we have to fight anyway, why put it off?”

Since the place where he encountered Byeokcheondaebu was narrow, he thought that if a fight broke out, he would have the advantage over him who was wielding a large axe.

At that moment, when the tension was so high that it felt like a blow would strike at any moment, someone spoke.

“If you’re not going to fight…….”

A series of truly unexpected words followed.

“I’ll be gone for a moment.”

The two were surprised.

Where are they passing? Here?
Where the Great Wall Master and the Bloodthirsty Master are aiming their blades at each other, ready to kill? Even through this narrow passage?
Surely not, someone was walking towards them.
Seriously, the two of them couldn’t help but wonder, “Is this a lunatic?” But the lunatic did indeed pass between them. He
even greeted them as he passed through the gleaming blades of swords and axes.

“Oh my, you must have had a hard time.”

The two men were truly dumbfounded. They were so dumbfounded they couldn’t even laugh.
There wasn’t just one madman. A woman who caught everyone’s attention followed them, and finally, an old man carrying something large on his back, repeatedly caressing his cheek, passed by. These madmen didn’t even spare them a glance.

As they passed one after another, the two remained motionless. Any reckless movement would have opened the door for the other’s attack. Furthermore, if those madmen had joined forces, the situation could have been even more dire.

“What just happened?”
“I guess I lost my mind because I was scared.”

Of course, contrary to their words, I sensed they weren’t ordinary people.
Whether they were madmen or true masters, somehow this once-in-a-lifetime fight felt like it had lost its momentum.
Without a word about who would go first, the two slowly put away their weapons and disappeared in opposite directions.

The sword dance continued.
The two demons following behind, holding torches, looked around. Caves were visible in all directions. They had been complex up until then, but this was truly complex. Each space had up to ten holes. Entering one of them revealed five or six more forks in the path. All the paths were like this.

I could clearly see why this place was called the Cave of Death.
Furthermore, the paths in this area were designed to wind in circles, so if you didn’t know the correct path, you’d end up wandering in circles.

“Even those who know the way here can get lost.”

Bloody Heavenly Swordmaster nodded at Ilhwageomjon’s words. He sweated profusely. Even the elixir couldn’t relieve the stuffiness of this confined space.

At that moment, Geommugeuk spoke to the two people with a meaningful look in his eyes.

“So if someone was hiding, wouldn’t they have hidden here?”

The two demons exchanged glances.
They could tell that the Sword Dance Theater was searching for someone with the Jangbodo.

Earlier, the Geommu-geuk had suggested that someone with Jang Bo-do might have intentionally entered Manhyeoldong. It was clear that they had some kind of inkling.

A new sight unfolded at the place where they arrived following the sword dance. It opened the suffocating chest of Blood Heavenly Demon.

A spectacle created by the years unfolding before our eyes.

The large plaza was filled with gigantic stalactites and stalagmites.
Long stalactites hung from the ceiling like the fangs of a beast, while stalagmites towered high above.
Some stalactites and stalagmites almost touched, creating a scene reminiscent of heaven and earth meeting.

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound of water dripping from a stalactite pierced the silence.
Geommugeuk, who had been staring at the spot, began to walk into its mystery.

“I feel like something good will happen here.”