I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 411

Episode 411: The Return of the Young Master (1)

Even though Cheonsan is a place where people go crazy after taking drugs, how dare a guy who looks so young and pale dare to treat him poorly?

Geumya Sang leaned back and turned his head.

Behind him, his subordinates are seen standing in blood-stained robes, exuding an air of intimidation.

"What was this kid talking about just now?"

"I knew you were crazy, but have you gone deaf already? Why are you asking after hearing me?"

"Ku …

"Idiot."

"Rice, you idiot?!"

Unlike the wide-eyed Geumyasang, the man chuckled and leaned back leisurely. Then, as if trying to avoid the question, he asked.

"Are you alone?"

"What kind of safety is this kid!"

Geumya Sang, who had suddenly stood up, threw the chair I was sitting on. It grazed the man's head and hit the wall, shattering into pieces.

But the man is very relaxed.

"It's finally starting to feel real. I'm back in Cheonsan. Nothing's changed here. They're squirming like hungry dogs, trying to catch me. They don't even realize they're going to die."

"what……?"

Swish. In the tense atmosphere, the man takes off his black hat and places it on the floor.

At this, Geumyasang's eyes widened and he trembled.

The same goes for the subordinates who followed behind.

It's a given.

"Uh, how…."

Because he's back again.

Several years have passed since he disappeared without a trace.

"Cow, cow leader… Ma Cheon So!"

The judge of the Cheonma Sect who punishes Cheonsan here.

The devil has descended.

"Long time no see, Geumya-san. Accept my greetings with your rude arms."

The new form of Ma Cheon-so moved like lightning.

Kwak! A fountain of blood spurted from both of Geumyasang's shoulders. Accompanied by a shrill scream.

"Kwaaaaah!"

Thud. Two arms dropped to the floor.

Ma Cheon-so raises both arms and smiles.

As if I felt joy in my body being soaked in the blood of others.

"Discipline has become so lax. I came back like this and it's so quiet."

"Ugh… Ugh… Young Master…"

Geumya Sang knelt down and let out a sinister scream.

Both my arms were ripped off in a single stroke. I didn't even feel it.

He's beyond compare. He's not someone I can dare to challenge.

I am so scared that I can't think of anything.

However, Ma Cheon So is not generous enough to wait for this.

Whoosh. Ma Cheon-so sat down in front of him and met his eyes.

"What are you doing? I have to go quickly. Go and tell Hongraksa that I'll be there soon. Haha!"

Devil… …. It’s the devil’s laughter.

"Eww!"

Geumyasang ran without looking back, completely disoriented.

Must be made known.

He said he came.

The Cheonma Sect has invaded Cheonsan. I must spread the word. I must. But…

"Oh, but."

Stop. Geumyasang's footsteps stopped. A whisper of his voice, heard right behind him, sent chills down his spine, making his entire body freeze.

Thump. Then, he slowly turned his trembling head to the side, feeling the hand resting on his shoulder.

A devil smiling brightly.

It's Macheonso.

"Isn't it enough to just go and tell someone?"

"Uh …

Geumya Sang groaned like a patient suffering from aphasia.

Swish. And when I lower my head at the sensation on my chest, I see Ma Cheon-so's hand resting on it.

"Didn't you say the liver was torn out of the stomach?"

Wh, what are you doing… … .

"Like you?"

"Kkaaa …

A scream shook the entire guest room.

Thud. Geumyasang collapsed to the floor, unable to even close his eyes, and continued to flap his wings like a fish released onto land, until he finally stopped breathing.

His men watched this, their teeth chattering in fear.

"Aren't you going? I told you. Just one message is enough."

"Eww!"

Papa Pot! The Golden Night's subordinates were performing light-hearted moves as if they had lost their minds.

Cheonsan is a den of demons.

A place where everyone is driven mad, and where it would not be strange for a knife to be wielded at any moment.

But there was an absolute mine that would make even those people tremble in fear.

It is the return of the Heavenly Horse.

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"Take it."

Thump. Ma Cheon-so threw a silver coin at the trembling innkeeper hiding under the table and opened the inn door.

Despite this commotion, the outside world remained quiet, as if nothing had happened. Even those who occasionally appeared simply ignored me with blank stares. They seemed possessed, showing no real interest.

Is this how often this happens? As expected from the headquarters of the devil.

It feels real to be back in Cheonsan again.

"You've made a lot of noise from the start."

Ma Cheon-so snickered as he saw the two people approaching him.

These are my fathers.

Ma Tae-pyeong and Yang Tae-hong.

"Is this the level of news you're talking about? We haven't even started yet."

"Good posture. Beasts can't be controlled with words. So, where are we going now?"

At Matae Pyeong's words, Ma Cheon So looked up at the sky.

Perhaps because of the Holy Spirit, the nameless Manan is so refreshing.

Even though they don't know I'm here yet, Myeongdo, Hongraksa, and the Cheonma Shinsin Church will soon know.

'It's a quick decision. We'll erase the Elder Council and the Heavenly Palace as quickly as possible. First… … .'

Ma Cheon-so spoke softly.

"I will go to Gwangmyeong Palace."

The Presbyterian Church. They come first.

The Heavenly Palace is a group of great people who wouldn't even blink an eye if the followers of the Myungseo religion died.

Rather, there was a greater chance that they would just stand by and watch while bringing up the critical point.

As Ma Cheon-so took a step forward, Yang Tae-hong, who had been standing there with a frown, asked.

"I heard a magic vibration inside the guest house. Who was there?"

"It's nothing special. It's just a gold medal."

"If it's Geumya Sang… Ohyukma-gaek? Isn't he an elder of the Demonic Cult?"

"I was lucky."

Yang Tae-hong sighed with a bewildered expression. "You killed the elder, and now you're nothing more than a rascal."

Moreover.

"I see people running away."

Are you planning to tell the whole neighborhood that you came to Cheonsan?

When I asked suspiciously, Ma Cheon-so nodded nonchalantly.

"I guess he's running to Hongraksa."

"If the mines gather, it could be more difficult than facing the imperial army of a hundred thousand. Do you have a plan?"

Yang Tae-hong looked at Ma Cheon-so, who was snickering at his question, and thought, "Oh no."

Who is that guy?

It is a monster that has taken over the Central Plains, dealing with everything from the brains of the Zhuge family to the great scholars.

Clearly a huge plan… … .

"My two fathers, and me. That's my plan."

Huh! You're saying that now.

It's so absurd that my mouth falls open. But.

“That’s… a mysterious waterway.”

Matthew smiled sinisterly and clenched his fist.

"older brother!"

"With this level of power, strategy is a luxury. Haha!"

That's it. Ma Cheon-so is banging his drum and bursting into laughter. He's so stubborn that no one would question him.

How dare you come into the middle of enemy territory and act so bravely.

Perhaps the minions sensed this as well. Suddenly, a horde of warriors, radiating a chilling magical energy, swarmed around them.

Judging from the character "nine" written in Western languages on the windbreaker, they are clearly the subordinates of Elder Gu.

"Who dares to act so violently in Amhaechon-!"

"This is driving me crazy."

Yang Tae-hong glared fiercely at Ma Cheon-so. However, Ma Cheon-so's eyes were already blazing with greed for prey.

"Hongraksa is a cunning and cowardly man who has hidden his ambitions for decades. When dealing with such a worthless man, all you have to do is show him."

"What on earth are you talking about?"

Ma Cheon-so chuckled at Yang Tae-hong's innocent question.

"Fear. The feeling of defeat, of not being able to do anything. That's all there is to it."

Ma Cheon-so took another bold step forward.

Swaaaaaaaaa-! Then, a huge amount of murderous intent was scattered throughout the world.

"Huh! Those guys are suspicious! Catch them!"

Ssring! The sound of the warriors' blades clashing rained down, and the maddened minions shouted their spirits.

Ha, Yang Tae-hong watched this, sighed, and shook his head.

I have no idea what that kid is thinking anymore.

I understand one thing.

'Hongraksa… … Your future is full of dark clouds.'

In an instant, the old monk Hongraksa was reduced to a coward who had nothing to do.

It was the future of the current leader of the Myunggyo sect.

"What are you doing, Father? Aren't you those thorns in my side? Kill them to your heart's content. Haha!"

The terrible future that will be created by that rotten son who even exploits my father.

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Cheonsan Ilbong Gwangmyeonggung

Bang! The armrest of the Taesaui was struck down as if it were going to break.

Although he was a small old man who seemed incapable of even wielding an axe, the aura he exuded was enough to intimidate the minions.

The leader of the Hongraksa sect.

That was it.

"Tell me again. Who did you just see?"

"The little cult leader has appeared! And the president is already in his hands… bang!"

Ssae-aeak! Hongraksa's sleeves fluttered and a sharp, blue-tinged technique was fired.

The warrior who was reporting died with his head blown off.

It was the Hongraksa Temple's seasonal festival, the Ghost Face and Magic Palm Festival.

"Kkeulkkeul, I didn't even hear that the Cheonma Shingyo was heading to Xingang. The young cult leader appeared in Geumbong?"

Even though he said it himself, he thought it was nonsense and let out a hollow laugh.

The remaining warriors shouted in unison.

"It was definitely the cult leader! Apparently… he was hiding here alone."

"That's crazy! If the leader wasn't crazy, would he have come here on his own? If he hadn't come here to die?"

"It's true! The president was hit in just one day."

"Hmm…."

Hongraksa stroked his beard and spat. I couldn't understand it at all.

Those who prostrated themselves before me were clearly loyal subjects who followed Geumya Sang.

There's no way they'd lie.

'If that's true, isn't it like the leader of the cult flew into a cage?'

There was already considerable internal discontent over the fact that Ma Cheon-so had conquered the Central Plains by boasting about the Heavenly Demon Sect.

But you came here to die on your own.

"Am I overconfident in my abilities? If so, it's a grave mistake. We weren't complacent either. Now that the forbidden magic has been lifted, the Ming School is stronger than ever."

Hongraksa's fist clenched.

If the cult leader really came alone, this is an opportunity.

A golden opportunity to cross the Cheonsan Mountains and reach the Central Plains.

"You wouldn't want those who ran away while my master was dying to live, would you, Lord Cheonma. Throw those guys to the beasts as food and tell the elder to bring me the head of the younger sect leader."

"Your name."

Save me! The cries for help continued, but Hongraksa looked away as if annoyed.

Then the warriors were dragged out, and a genuine smile appeared on his lips.

"It's a rat in a trap anyway. There's no need to be hasty. Hasty judgments are poisonous. The level of the Gu Elder's Gaesikgwi (凱食鬼) should be enough to grasp the power of the cult leader. The cult leader… If you underestimate him, you could be taken advantage of without anyone knowing. Hehe."

A confident laugh flowed from Hongraksa's mouth.

Elder's dog food.

It was a very cruel creature known to eat even the skin of living people.

In addition, after the cannibalistic demon Do-Gwi-Gwi died, he took over Baekjeong Village, and in terms of power, he was one of the top five elders.

It would certainly be enough to make the cult leader feel uncomfortable.

But.

"Teacher, Teacher!"

The door to Gwangmyeongjeon burst open and the warrior guarding Gwangmyeong Palace rushed in with anxious eyes.

"What's all the fuss about now?"

"We have urgent news that the Elders' House has… collapsed!"

"What-?!"