I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 107

Episode 107: The Great Heavenly Emperor (1)

Dan Yehwa turned her head, brushing her hair back, and opened her mouth. I couldn’t hear it, but it was definitely a curse.

“Kick kick.”

“Is that funny? How long are you going to hold me back without even letting me go? You might as well kill me… .”

Shhhhh!

As soon as Dan Ye-hwa’s irritation exploded, the Thousand-Sal Bido flew up to her Adam’s Apple and stopped. There was no room to prepare for defense.

He may look like a simple-minded youngest sibling, but his skills are top-notch.

Dan Yehwa raised both hands in the air.

“Living is the best. I will live. Today, the wolf’s voice is cheerful and nice.”

Whoosh! His sword disappeared again.

As life and death were at stake right before my eyes, I couldn’t help but sigh. Thud. She sat down on the floor and muttered.

“How long are you going to hide? The Great Heavenly Festival will begin when the sun rises, and once it’s over, you’ll have nowhere to go.”

“Why do you think so?”

“Will I just sit still no matter who becomes the leader?”

“Kikki. I guess so.”

It’s scary. Dan Ye-hwa frowned at Gu Yang-ryong’s cold smile.

Because his father, Dan Jeong-hak, and Gu Yang-ryong, did not get along well, they did not hang out together often, but even though they saw each other a few times, they could not get used to each other.

Gu Yang-ryong uncrossed his crossed legs, placed his elbows on his knees, and crossed his arms. Just looking at the eyes that sparkled with murderous intent at the corners of his long mouth gave me goosebumps. It was because it was dawn. It was because of the fog.

“So, today will be a good day, right?”

“Please save me. … … No, what do you mean?”

It’s not like you’re going to plant an apple tree, is it? Dan Ye-hwa perked up her ears at Gu Yang-ryong’s incomprehensible words.

But there was no more words. There was only a lunatic killer laughing in a gloomy atmosphere.

Instead, the news came from somewhere else.

“Your Majesty.”

“Mom, this is a surprise.”

A single creature appeared out of nowhere without a sound.

As Guyangryong raised one eyebrow, Salsu reported urgently.

“Urgent news. We have contacted the bridge owner again. It seems that Princess Hwanhee is in trouble.”

“so?”

Chilho was speechless.

Does this author, Princess, really understand the current situation? It is by no means a light matter that Han So-so is in trouble in these times.

Moreover, it was she who had been abducting and pressuring the bridge-builders.

But what about Gu Yang-ryong’s expression? Nothing more, nothing less.

“Not only that, but the Poison Princess and the Sword Princess have all disappeared. It seems like they’ve been taken advantage of by the Blood Palace.”

Salsu Chilho answered skillfully without panicking.

But Guyangryong, who had been waiting, was indifferent, and a sharp voice erupted from the side.

“Why did my father disappear? Where did he disappear to? Is that true?”

“… … .”

Chilho had no reason to answer, so he closed his mouth and looked at Guyangryong. Only then did his eyes light up and he smiled brightly.

“Teach me. It’s fun.”

“… … It’s not exact, but the Sword Palace and the Poison Palace locked their doors at the same time as the Palace of Hwanhee. In response, the Blood Palace took control of all areas except Ilbong.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

Even if you deny it, nothing will change. This is a reality that has already happened.

Chilho lowered his head and disappeared into the darkness again.

Unlike before, Dan Yehwa looked at Guyangryong with serious eyes.

“I have to go.”

“If you don’t like it? Hehe.”

“Then kill me. I have to go.”

“Huh… … .”

Gu Yang-ryong lightly brushed my lips. Dan Ye-hwa quickly turned around and walked away.

Shhhh!

She felt the sharp Thousand-Sal-Bi-Doh being shot at her from behind. She shut her eyes tightly and continued walking.

Now, blood will spurt out from my back and chest, and my sword will spurt out. But I still have to go. My father is gone. It’s not funny. What kind of person is he? It’s not funny.

While distrust and worry were seeping in at the same time. Whirlwind! Thousand-year-old Bido circled around her and touched the blood vessels.

“I’m going to the Great Heavenly Emperor. You too. Hehe.”

What the hell are you talking about! Why me! I want to scream, but I can’t find the words.

In the dark dawn, only Gu Yang-ryong’s meaningful laughter filled Cheonsan.

* * *

Myeonggyo Wolbong Crater Lake.

The day has finally dawned for the Great Heavenly Festival to begin.

As soon as dawn broke, the area around the crater lake was already bustling.

From people spreading out mats and setting up street stalls to stock up on food for the season, to the miracle of houses built nearby being transformed into inns.

The aftereffects of the Great Heavenly Emperor were moving Wolbong diligently.

Among them, in a house overlooking a small crater lake on a hill in the distance, people who seemed completely out of place were gathered together and talking.

“It’s really amazing. How can you be so passionate from so early in the morning? The strength of a country is the will of its people to live. The power of a famous school also comes from them. Isn’t it amazing?”

A man speaks with a bright smile, adjusting his glasses.

The third elder, the saint of magic, is Banya.

“Even so, they are people who will die and disappear after today passes.”

“That’s right. Haha, it’ll be like that in three hours. Thanks to you. How is it? Do you have any regrets?”

“It’s a symbolic gesture. Is there any reason why I should do it now?”

Banya burst into laughter at the counter-question coming from behind her. That is true. If that is the case, then there is no reason to regret it.

After looking outside for a while, Banya turned around and leisurely changed the subject.

“I’ve taken care of Han So-so, Dan Jeong-hak, Dong Bang-eul, Eul Tae-sik, and Cheon Se-min, so now all that needs to happen is for Yul-Cheon and Heuk Hwa-Seong to do their jobs.”

“It seems like the Young Master hasn’t come out of the library yet… … Is that okay?”

“If he doesn’t come out, you can make him come out. Why are you worrying so much? Just wait for now. And with the incomplete Heavenly Demonic Art and the Life and Death Time, you can never beat that guy, Yul-Cheon. Well, if he had learned another peerless art other than the Heavenly Demonic Art and had mastered it until the Life and Death Time, then it would be different. But that doesn’t make sense, so let’s leave it at that. More importantly, I wonder if he’ll come out and run away in fear when he sees no one there.”

“I will definitely… … come here.”

“Is that so? Since you say so, I’ll believe you. You’ve been doing well so far. Still, you were really amazing. I thought you were a misbegotten rat, but you’re still a tiger, aren’t you? You’ve raised it so well. Oh, you raised it? What I prepared almost fell apart. You must have been so busy because of you… .”

Banya clicked his tongue as if he was dissatisfied with the time that had passed. But soon he changed his mind and burst into laughter like a madman.

He laughed so hard that tears welled up in his eyes.

“Ha… … . Still, I like it because the justification is clear. The Blood Princess who murdered the Little Leader was executed for treason. What do you think? Do you like it? Tell me, quickly.”

Banya smiles with her mouth wide open and gestures.

Then, in the darkness, a creaking, creaking sound of wheels was heard.

His appearance, slowly revealed like dawn, was… … a wrinkled man riding a wheelbarrow.

Cheon Gi-ja Jegal Tong

That was it.

“Whether the Demonic Cult collapses or falls into someone’s hands is none of my concern. But you must make one thing clear.”

“Murim Alliance military officer Jegalmundeng. I wonder if you have forgotten. Don’t worry about that. I will give it to you alive. Trust me. I will not betray a kind person. You gave me the information about Somyeonggung Palace and laid out the groundwork for me, so how could one soldier be so difficult?”

He joined hands with Banya.

‘It is said that the Three Elders are well-versed in the martial arts of the Western Regions. How about going to see him later?’

‘They say there were zombies at Miinbong Peak. How about we start looking there?’

‘If the Poisonous Demon goes with you… … .’

‘How about you go, Blood Lord?’

That’s right. It was because of his cooperation that the princesses were able to fall into danger so easily.

“… … What does the Heavenly Palace want to gain through the Great Heavenly Emperor? Do they intend to harm each other and reduce their power so that they can replenish the Ming Religion?”

“Hmm… … .”

Rather than being angry at Zhuge Tong’s direct question, Ban Ya was genuinely troubled.

He was worthy of the water. It was all thanks to him that the Great Heavenly Emperor’s trap was set.

Moreover, since he was called Cheon Gi-ja, I thought that maybe he could understand.

He turned to the window again and placed his hand on the frame.

“There is no coincidence in anything in the world. It is only created by the mixing of necessity. Heaven wishes for eternity and happiness for everyone. The same goes for them.”

His gaze was clearly directed at the believers gathered at the crater lake. But that made it even more incomprehensible.

He was planning a tragedy at Daecheonje.

The sacrifices include not only the cult leader and Yelütian, but also tens of thousands of believers.

“I know what I’m saying sounds strange, right? Haha. But if it’s you, Cheon Gi-ja, you’ll understand this someday. If they die, someone will live, and if they live, someone will die. Oh, it’s difficult to take it lightly. This is an eternal truth that cannot be stopped by manpower. If this land is a cup that can hold life, what will happen if it overflows? Of course… … it will overflow into the realm of death. In the palace of heaven, that very moment is called the critical moment. If you cross the critical moment, someone will definitely die. Whether it’s through war or a disaster. That’s why we’ve been trying to control this. Since a very long time ago. And in the future.”

Banya smiled dreamily, her focus blurred as she spoke, as if she was overcome with joy.

Zhuge Tong thought that this was truly an absurd delusion. However, he did not show any sign of it and just nodded silently.

“If that’s what you mean… … then there would be no problem even if Jegalmun and the others disappeared.”

“Haha, that’s right. It’s a shame, but what can we do? Instead, why don’t you join us, Cheon Gi-ja? This time, the Great Heavenly Emperor has prepared such a great event, so it’s enough.”

“… …Why me? It might have been easier if I had joined hands with the cult leader.”

“If you want to join the heavenly palace, you must pay a corresponding price.”

“… … .”

Banya shrugged her shoulders and continued speaking as she passed by Zhuge Tong.

“Okay, then, please take care of the remaining work. You can do it, right? I believe in you.”

Creak. Ban-ya stepped out, and Zhuge Tong slowly rolled his wheelbarrow and approached the window.

There were far more believers than before. There were so many that it was impossible to count them with the naked eye.

Just a little more time and this place will become hell.

‘… … I have already decided, so I have no regrets. Uncle… … We will definitely meet again.’

Cheon Gi-ja, Zhuge Tong.

His uncle, Jegalmundeng, a soldier of the Murim Alliance, favored him more than his own son.

People used to brag about Zhuge Tong’s intelligence everywhere, saying that he was the reincarnation of Zhuge Tong, who lost his parents at a young age.

That is why Zhuge Tong respected and admired him more than anyone else.

It certainly was.

Even before he wrote the Cheon-gi-muri-baek-seo, which described the martial arts of the martial arts world.

‘Uncle, there is something strange. In recent years, too many people have disappeared without a trace. Look at them. The Wall-powered Sword Master of Socheongmun, the disciple of Hwasan, the Hwajin Samgeom… … There were over ten last year alone.’

‘Hmm… … I guess it’s just a closed space.’

‘No. Only the Jeongpa is open, if you include the Sapa and Saeoe, there are over 50. We must investigate this. Uncle, please allow the Pungryongdae to move.’

‘Heh heh… … . I understand. Stop nagging me. I’ll tell my lord.’

Within a few days of that conversation, Zhuge Tong had lost everything.

In the midst of the indiscriminate attacks and the encroaching net that left him no time to breathe, his danjeon was broken and he lost his wife and children.

He barely managed to muster up his wits and pretend to be dead in an attempt to return to Sega, but all he heard was even more brutal news.

‘I… … entered the closed-door training? Then, what am I doing here-!’

When he, who had been wandering around with nowhere to go, ended up doing all sorts of odd jobs in Haomun and rolling around like a dog until he reached Munju.

He found out.

The story that Zhuge Liang and others tried to kill him was kept in secret in Hao Wenzhou’s residence, a story he did not want to believe.

‘Khuh… … Hehehe… … . I will definitely… … bring you the blood wind when I return.’

So Zhuge Tong left the Central Plains and climbed Tian Shan.

And he sharpened his sword and endured only for revenge.

However, there was no one who wanted to embrace him as a figure of the sect and the leader of the Haomun sect. All he did was occasionally talk to the sect leader, Ma Taiping.

And then, the leader of the sect, Ma Cheon-so, came to visit him. He was following Cheon Ma’s progress.

‘The current Demonic Cult… is like a bottomless pit. They are forcing others into the swamp they created, and they themselves cannot escape… … They are just trying to break that vicious cycle.’

I thought it was a lie. He was the leader of the Demonic Cult and he was saying things that only the righteous sect would say.

But as time went by, I could see that his intentions were not false at all.

The spirit that I thought had disappeared completely began to stir.

As I saw him when I was with him in the Murim Alliance a long time ago… … .

but.

‘Cheon Gi-ja, Jegal Tong. Your gaze has definitely improved compared to before.’

They showed up.

Heaven.

Apparently he called them the Heavenly Palace.

‘Who are you…? …. I can’t help but think you came here out of the blue for some good reason. Hehe.’

‘Haha, well, I guess it depends on your answer.’

‘Please speak.’

‘I thought you would die someday, but you managed to survive and come here?’

‘Hehe. What do you mean…?’

‘How is it? Have you reflected on your actions? Why did you needlessly cross the line like that? Don’t do that anymore.’

‘You… … . No way?’

Who knows himself so well? Few people know him, for he has erased all traces of his past.

Either yourself or someone who tried to kill you.

‘Greetings. I have come from the heavens. I value your tenacity. I will give you a chance. Come join us. You deserve compensation for the sorrow you have endured.’

‘… … You want me to work with you, who may be my enemy? Hehe. This isn’t even funny. What if I refuse?’

‘You must know from your own experience. We all die. Did you think we didn’t know anything? You’re so naive. Oh, don’t be too upset. It was Jegalmun who tried to kill you back then. If it were me, I would have opposed it.’

‘… … .’

‘What are you so scared of? The Black O of the world. Well, that’s okay. I heard you joined hands with the minor cult leader recently… ‘

‘So. Are you trying to take my neck?’

‘No way. I came here to compliment you on your good work. Keep doing that. I’ll help you too. The Blood Palace won’t keep an eye on you, because I’ll make it so. Until then, build up your strength. Likewise, the Younger Leader doesn’t have to know about the Heavenly Palace. Easy, right?’

‘What do you really want…? No, why did you appear to me? Do you think I will help you?’

‘You have no choice but to help, right? The truth. If you want to know, then follow me. Why did Jegalmun try to get rid of you? What happened in the Central Plains? If you want to get something, you have to pay a price, right? Haha!’

After saying those words, Banya disappeared into the darkness, and Zhuge Tong finally took his hand.

truth.

To get one step closer to him.