Absolute Regression Chapter 249

The 249th reason I called you today.

I entered Cheonma Hall with my brother.

My father was at Cheonma Hall with General Sima Ming.

The fact that you’re out here during office hours means that you’ve received reports that we’re having a fight and heading towards Cheonmajeon.

I walked side by side with my brother through that place where a strange tension flowed.

My father looked down at us approaching without saying a word.

“father.”

My brother, who always called my father ‘Reverend’, called him ‘Father’. My brother, who had difficulty looking at my father, looked straight at him today.

And then the most difficult and hardest words in my life came out.

“I will withdraw from the race for succession.”

My father was usually a man who did not show his emotions, but at this moment, he showed a quiet passion. It was a mixture of joy and compassion.

“Won’t you regret it?”

“Yes, I don’t regret it.”

“Once a decision is made, it cannot be undone.”

My brother looked at me and said.

“I want to see the Cheonma Shingyo that my brother leads.”

Our eyes were entangled in the air. This moment will haunt you for a very long time. You will regret it again and again.

Thank you, bro. Although I can’t stop you from regretting it, I will make sure that regret becomes the most valuable emotion in your life.

The older brother looked at his father again.

“This is my earnest request, Father.”

I didn’t know my brother would be this active. He’s not like before he regressed.

After I returned, my brother also went through many emotional changes and changed. My brother has grown. Now that he can look at his father like that, his relationship with him will also change.

I sent a telegram to my father.

-You brought your brother here looking really cool, didn’t you?

-He was a cool kid to begin with.

-Do you discriminate against me because I am the eldest son?

The corners of my father’s mouth slightly curled up as he looked at me. Father, I will tremble all my life to see that laughter. Please, don’t let that smile fade!

Father’s gaze turned to his brother again.

Your father will know how difficult your decision was.

And my father accepted my brother’s sincerity. And right away.

The father gave an order to Sima Ming.

“Issue the Eight Demon Summoning Order immediately.”

Palma Summons.

He was the supreme spirit who summoned not only Palmazon but also all the mines they commanded.

“I will obey your orders.”

One late night, a truly unusual order was given.

* * *

Hyeolcheon Doma was teaching Seodaeryong late into the night.

The Bloodthirsty Demon smiled in satisfaction at the skill displayed by Seodaeryong.

“Well done!”

Seo Dae-ryong felt as if he was flying at the praise of his master. The emotion was even greater because his master was stingy with praise.

“thank you!”

When he was with Geommu-geuk, Seo Dae-ryong would act all kinds of naughty, but when he was with his master, he would be completely polite. In his heart, his master was more precious than the Heavenly Horse.

When I finished my training like that, Seo Dae-ryong handed me a book.

“I asked the investigator outside to get it for me.”

Hyeolcheondoma was surprised when he saw the book. It was the book he had wanted to read.

“It wouldn’t have been easy to get it?”

“I was lucky.”

“What kind of money do you have?”

It must have cost quite a bit of money to obtain it as it is a rare copy.

“I’m still single, so I still get my full monthly salary.”

“Because of my reckless sins, I will be sent to hell again tomorrow.”

“Ah! Today was the last day of my hell training.”

Although he was needlessly angry, Hyeolcheon Doma was secretly touched.

It was just then.

Deeeeeeeeng! Deeeeeeng!

The bell rang.

“What is the sound of the bell tonight?”

It was not an ordinary bell sound. It was a clear and deep bell sound that I had never heard before.

Blood Heavenly Horse answered Seo Dae-ryong’s question.

“This is the bell ringing to announce the Palma summons.”

Seo Dae-ryong was surprised by those words and asked.

“What will happen tonight?”

Hyeolcheondoma, who was looking towards the Cheonmajeon in the distance, spoke softly.

“If there was a war… … .”

At the word war, Seo Dae-ryong became very nervous.

“What was meant to happen has finally come.”

Of course, it would be the latter, since there would have been no war.

“If that’s the case, you should practice martial arts harder. If you want to continue to be my right-hand man.”

He realized that the word right arm had something to do with the sword dance. However, Seo Dae-ryong had no idea what it was about.

“Open the wardrobe at the very end and take out the blood clothes!”

When Seo Dae-ryong entered the house and opened the closet at the end, there was a blood-red ceremonial robe hanging inside.

* * *

At that time, Chwima was drinking with Ilhwageomjeon at Chwimongru.

As Samdae-drunken Yeo-bin was about to put down her food and turn around, Ilhwa-geom-jon spoke to her.

“Have a drink with me.”

Yeobin politely accepted her drink and drank it.

And after pouring a drink for Ilhwageomjon, he left the place.

As she walked away, Ilhwageomjon said.

“When they say yes, accept it. You won’t regret it later.”

I drank the alcohol that the drunkard was holding.

“If a woman meets a man who likes to drink, she will have a hard time.”

“That kid is also a third-generation drunkard?”

“So. If we’re both drunkards, you’re telling me to earn money and spend it all on alcohol?”

Ilhwageomjon shook his head as he watched the horse making ridiculous excuses.

“We’re friends, but you’re really understanding… … .”

Deeeeeeeeeeng!

The horse that had been leaning against the bell raised its body at the sound of the resonating bell. Before anyone knew it, Ilhwageomjon was flying across the lake with his white martial arts uniform fluttering.

Looking at her, this time Chwima shook his head.

“If it’s the leader’s order, even hell would jump in that quickly?”

Yeobin ran to Chwimongru.

Chwima said, putting down the glass he was holding.

“Everyone wake up!”

* * *

The Poison King was making poison.

It was a poison called Chilsaenggeukrak (七生極樂) whose main ingredient was the Chilsaengcho that Mabul found in Cheondokrim. It was a mysterious poison that made the poisoned person feel pleasure for seven days, but on the last seventh day, they would experience pain that was the opposite of the pleasure they had experienced during the previous seven days, and would die.

He was working while wearing the poison-proof gloves that Geommugeuk had gifted him.

Daaaaaaaaaaa!

Whether the bell rang or not, the Poison King focused only on his work.

At that moment, a merchant came in carrying clothes. The poisonous king spoke without raising his head.

“Tell them I can’t go.”

“Can you refuse the Palma summons and endure the poison?”

The merchant went to him and handed him some clothes.

The poisonous king, who had been forced to accept the clothes, expressed his discontent.

“It might not be that important once you actually get there.”

“Please change your clothes first. The poisonous ones are getting ready.”

When the merchant brought the poison pouch hanging on the wall, the poison king was mixing poison again. The merchant dragged him away and made him put on his clothes.

When the Poison King properly dressed and put twelve poison pouches on his waist, he truly became a tall and handsome martial arts master.

The Poison King said as he left his residence.

“Now I’ve made Lee Gong-ja do all the cleaning.”

He had guessed exactly what the purpose of today’s gathering was. It was worth playing together.

* * *

The moment he heard the bell ring, Ma-Bul’s hands, which were turning the prayer beads, stopped.

I could tell that the Archduke had finally made a decision.

It was a moment I had been waiting for, but on the other hand, it was also a moment I had hoped would never come.

‘… … Archduke.’

A golden glow emanated from his body. It was a more intense glow than ever, as if showing his intense emotions.

Only after praying for the Grand Duke did Mabul get up from his seat.

‘Your Highness, let us go and see where fate leads us.’

* * *

The evil Soma was having a lucky breakfast.

Now that he had fully recovered from his injuries and was taking the Everlasting Snow Ginseng, his internal energy had become more profound and majestic. His body was so strong that he wanted to run out and fight alongside Geommu Geuk right away.

At that time, Cheonhwaruju, who was sitting next to me, spoke softly.

“I had a dream that my brother went out for a night out.”

She felt the wind of fate blowing through the church.

The evil Soma opened his eyes and got up from his seat.

“If that’s your dream, then you need to prepare.”

The evil Soma opened the closet hidden in the white wall.

Slurp.

There were about a dozen masks hanging there, each with a different meaning.

“You choose.”

“It looks like it’s going to be a celebratory occasion, so how about that mask?”

The colorful and splendid thing she was pointing at was a joyous ghost mask worn at big events or banquets on campus.

The evil Soma took out the mask of pleasure as she told him to.

Cheonhwaruju did not turn around and see him change his mask. She was on the path of destiny to love someone whose face she did not even know.

It was only when the evil Soma changed his mask that the bell began to ring.

* * *

During the late-night retreat, a bell rang.

Kwon Ma, who had stopped training, said to Ian.

“I need to prepare a congratulatory gift.”

Since the Archduke had been there, Kwon-ma guessed what this late-night summons meant.

Ian, who was quick-witted, immediately understood what Kwon-ma meant.

“at las!”

Tears welled up in her eyes. Perhaps she had been waiting for this moment longer than the person involved.

“That’s it for today’s training.”

And the order given to Cheon So-hee.

“You go first and prepare the iron fists!”

An order was given to her for such a big task. Cheon So-hee received the order with a moved face.

“I will obey your orders.”

Cheon So-hee flew away first and disappeared.

Before leaving, Kwon-ma said something to Ian.

“The Duke will want to see you. Go and get ready.”

“thank you.”

Ian flew towards his dwelling. It was a moment he had been waiting for, and he couldn’t be late.

I will take out the clothes I have been saving and put on makeup. I will celebrate the sword dance drama by looking my prettiest and most wonderful during this important moment.

* * *

Torches were lit up in all directions around the Great Yeonmujang.

On the central platform sat Geom Woo-jin, and Geom Mu-geuk stood facing him.

Geommuyang stepped aside and stood next to Sima Ming.

The elite demons of the Heavenly Demon Sect, including the Demon King, surrounded the Great Demonic Cult like an iron wall.

Now the Palmazones and their minions began to enter the place.

The first to arrive was the red-robed Bloodthirsty Horse.

As he entered the training grounds with a huge sword of destruction slanted on his back, the demons of the Southern Way Sect followed behind him.

Chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck!

Although they were known for being fierce and rough, at this moment, they entered in perfect unison without a single flaw.

The next one to enter was Ilhwageomjeon, dressed in a pure white uniform.

Behind her, the demon swordsmen of the Bukcheon Swordsmanship followed. Usually, when they met with the demons, they would exchange fierce glances and insults, but today, no one paid any attention to the other. As if they were competing with the demons, they also lined up behind Ilhwa Swordsman without any disarray.

The next person to arrive was Kwon Ma.

Those who followed were the Dongkwonmun’s Iron Fist, who jumped into the martial arts world with only their bare hands. They were properly dressed and had protective gear on their wrists, and the image of an evil spirit symbolizing the Heavenly Demon Sect was drawn on them. They were not at all inferior in a fight with their bare hands. Whenever they gathered, their fights were more intense than those of the demons.

Next, the Subhonmazon came in.

Although they were still young and relatively low in martial arts, the demon lords of Seo Hwan-jin who followed her were no less powerful than any other demons. Even in the full-scale martial arts arena, their demon lords ominously announced who they were.

The procession continued.

The next Amazon to enter was Tzu-ma.

The drunken and sober-looking gait of the drunken horse came, followed by the guests. Although they were drunk, they were not even a little disheveled. So the intoxication they were giving off made even the demons and ghosts who were dominating the room drunk.

Next came Mabul.

Mabul’s expression is more calm than ever.

But the monks who followed him were different. As they entered, chanting mantras with mad eyes and wearing golden robes, the hall was filled with another energy.

This time, the Poison King entered.

The poisonous sons who followed the poisonous king had a more confident expression than any of the minions here. They were full of arrogance beyond confidence. If we make up our minds, you will all die, this confidence was evident on their faces.

The last Mazone to enter was the evil Soma.

A hot heat could be felt from the eyes of the extremely evil Soma wearing the mask of pleasure.

Behind him, maskless people wearing white masks followed in. Each of their white masks had red lines drawn on them, as if they were stained with blood. With eyes as cold as their eerieness, they revealed who they were.

As the elite minions of the Cheonmasingyo gathered in one place, the place was engulfed in a heat that seemed like it would explode at any moment.

One person who can cool that heat down in an instant.

Cheonma Geomwoojin slowly got up from his seat and walked forward. He was still the only one who could be seen among these countless demons.

The minions all bowed their backs and shouted.

“The Heavenly Demon, the Supreme Being of the Divine Religion, is invincible!”

It was a thunderous roar that shook heaven and earth.

Only after the continued shouting had ended and the surroundings became quiet did Geom Woo-jin finally speak.

“I have called you today to make an important announcement.”

His soft yet deep voice flew into everyone’s ears.

The tension was palpable and not a single breath could be heard.

“Listen, Infinite.”

The swordsman spoke loudly and politely.

“I obey your solemn command.”

Geum Woo-jin declared with a louder and more powerful voice than ever before.

“From this moment on, I will appoint Mugeuk as the next leader of the Cheonmasingyo.”

It was the moment when Geommugeuk officially became the successor.

Geommu-geuk raised his head and looked at his father. There were so many things he wanted to say to his father, but now was the time to be polite and follow the will of heaven.

“I will devote my body and soul to the future of the new religion and not let the reputation of the religion be tarnished.”

Geom Woo-jin patted Geom Mu-geuk on the shoulder. The encouragement in his father’s eyes and hands was sincere.

-Well done, son.

The moment he heard that one word, Geommugeuk felt like all the difficult moments from the past were being compensated for.

-Thank you, Father.

The sword dance slowly turned back towards the people gathered there.

The eyes of the minions flew towards the sword dance.

The sword dance gave out a prayer. It opened up all of its prayers without hiding anything.

Those who knew Geommugeuk and those who didn’t were all overwhelmed by his presence and powerful prayer. If my father was a red dot like blood in the black and white picture, Geommugeuk was a blue dot like the sky. If my father was a big dot, Geommugeuk was a small dot.

The eight demons all bowed their waists in unison.

“Meet the young leader.”

The Palma minions standing behind and the minions surrounding them all bowed their heads and clapped their hands.

“Meet the Young Leader!”

A thunderous shout echoed throughout the hall.

The status of the scholar and the minor sect leader were as different as heaven and earth. Not only the people of the main sect, but now no one in the martial arts world could treat the sword dance arbitrarily.

Waaa …

A shout that shook the heavens and the earth continued.

The heart of the sword dance was pounding.

I had been running all this time for this very moment. Now, it was a moment when a new history would unfold not only for the Geommu Geuk individuals but also for the Cheonmasingyo.

As the endless shouting died down and the surroundings became quiet, Geommugeuk slowly walked towards the demons.

Towards his own demons.

It was my first step as a small religious leader.