The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 407

Episode 407 Let’s choose the best in the world.

Things in the world don’t go as planned.

In fact, my plans have failed countless times.

It’s like trying to make a woman into a eunuch and failing.

But even if things in this world don’t go as planned, there’s no need to be disappointed. Now, the pervert has become a man who turns people like himself from his past life into eunuchs.

This is not my credit.

From what I’ve seen, it’s Yoran’s credit.

After hearing what my eldest brother said to me for the first time, he looked at the left temple above, lost in thought.

He seemed to be mulling over my words while trying to suppress his will to live. In fact, it would have been quite difficult for a person of the swordsman’s level to listen to his much younger brother.

I waited quietly, hoping that my eldest brother would understand what I meant. He said the eldest brother nodded his head two or three times and then he said as if he had made up his mind.

“The third opinion is always… … “Let’s do that.”

I looked at my eldest brother and nodded.

“Eldest brother, I’m sorry, but I had a plan. But it changed several times. The fight at the volcano. I plan to use it as an example for Kangho. Of course, the arrival of the cult leader could lead to a life-or-death situation. Still, I’m satisfied. “Look at this plum blossom market.”

I looked around the Maehwajang again with my eldest brother and Jwasa.

“There are no weak people here. No one gets caught in a fight and dies. Let’s show that this is how powerful people resolve disputes. In a few duels, the white sword can annihilate the magic sword, and conversely, the magic sword cannot slaughter the white sword. But we’re not running away either. I am… … .”

I stopped talking and then looked at the entrance to the plum blossom market.

Look at this.

Things in the world don’t go as planned.

A black carriage arrived and stayed there for a while with no one getting out.

The reason we are silent is because we have seen that black carriage before. Even the wheels of the carriage were painted black, making it look as if it would float in the dark at night.

‘You’re here.’

Did it come quickly? Did it come slowly?

I didn’t know, but my feelings weren’t bad. On the contrary, I felt happy to see it, but it was difficult to express it.

So, Jeongsim got off the black carriage.

Look at this.

I don’t know what’s going on in the world.

Was Gongsunshen in league with the religious leader?

Was he trying to hit me in the back like this?

It was such a frightening combination that I was speechless for a moment. But there were more surprises. Hyeolgyoju, who looked like a ripe red persimmon, appeared with a very unpleasant expression.

“… … “What kind of combination is that?”

The above-mentioned man then got up and greeted the man who was coming out of the carriage late.

When the religious leader walked to the plum blossom market first, Gongsunshen and the religious religious leader followed like bright lions left and right.

‘What a combination.’

The above monk greeted the leader.

“Master.”

I didn’t feel like getting up, so I pointed to the other side of the table.

“You came.”

The leader nodded, passed by the upper priest and sat down across from him. Then, the head of the blood cult was standing behind me, and Gongsunsim came towards me, making my spine tingle.

“No, total military… … .”

Politeness immediately resolved my doubts.

“I met him while chasing the Blood Lord, and he asked me to go to the volcano with him, so I followed him. I had no choice. As you know… … .”

Only then did I understand the situation.

In fact, if the religious leader asks to go, there are not many men who will refuse. With this, I once again welcomed Gongsunshen, the leader of the Quai Party and former commander-in-chief, as an ally.

“phew.”

I think I was quite surprised too. Only then did I say hello to the religious leader.

“You worked hard to come a long way.”

The leader asked back.

“What about Ilmajo?”

I said, pointing to the manor.

“… … I was defeated by Mongrang, who was lying inside, and returned with my men. The leader should have seen it, it was a huge fight. In fact, Ilmajo had a slight advantage, but Menglang’s strange timing turned the game around like a light illuminating the darkness.”

The leader again responded with a question.

“Are you saying that Ilmajo returned alive?”

At this time, unexpectedly, a man I had never seen outside approached me at a slow pace, knelt down from a distance, lowered his head, and opened his mouth.

“Sir, I am reporting this to you. Ilmajo was defeated by his second son, Fungun Monga. He was killed in a non-military manner and his life was spared, and we report this without any excuses. “His last words were that he was defeated and was going to recuperate to save his old life.”

“Anything else to say?”

“A doctor named Mo Yong-baek arrived at the Maehwajang, and he applied Geumchang medicine to Ilmajo, temporarily curing him. “I am currently treating Mong Lang.”

“I get it.”

“Yes, leader. “I will leave.”

The leader looked at his eldest brother.

“How did it happen that Ilmajo was defeated by your disciple?”

The eldest brother answered with a slight smile.

“It wasn’t one-sided. “I couldn’t have predicted it until the end.”

This time, the leader looked at the monk above.

“What are the dead creatures outside?”

The above-mentioned master was a little embarrassed and reported as follows.

“They were assassins from Haenam, and I killed them because I fell for Moonju’s trick to give them more money.”

At that moment, I quickly checked the religious leader’s expression.

Aren’t you smiling here?

Then the religious leader is not a human being. As I watched, the cult leader’s patience was so deep that I could not tell its end.

I endured this.

“What kind of trick is this?”

“So, if I deal with the munju and the sword demon, I decided to give them 3,000 hermits each. I raised it to 4,000, but Munju told the assassins that he would give them 10,000 eunja if they dealt with me… … .”

“I get it.”

“yes.”

The leader looked up at the monk above and added a word.

“Wherever you go, you talk about money.”

“sorry.”

Before I knew it, the blood cult leader, who was sitting on the ground, sighed and scolded the master above.

“Such a pathetic haggler is the one who died in Gwangmyeong… … That’s right. “Don’t.”

The pathetic guy scolded the pathetic guy.

When the above left sage narrowed his brows and glared at the Blood Sect Leader, the Blood Sect Leader also opened his eyes wide and continued speaking.

“What are you trying to do? If you take out your eyes, you won’t be able to look at me like that. Your stomach has grown a lot. Woosa-nim, Woosa-nim. Does this mean that the guy who made me fall flat every time I saw him has become successful? If it weren’t for the religious leader’s protection, you would have been burned to death along with your family by the hands of the Sword Demon and me a long time ago. “That guy’s string is really long.”

To be honest, I started laughing, but I tried to control myself because the leader was watching. Still, he couldn’t help but let his nostrils get a little bigger. Looking at this, the eldest brother was also suppressing laughter.

“… … .”

The religious leader spoke to the above priest.

“It didn’t look like it could be a spray that could kill Sword Demon or Munju.”

“Yes, actually, I want to get a glimpse of Munju’s martial arts skills. Also, they are the ones causing a lot of trouble in Haenam, so I will deal with them no matter what happens.”

I confessed that it was my own way of getting better, but it was a very lame and lame excuse.

When the religious leader let out a slight sigh, the superior quickly closed his mouth.

Looking at it this way, being a religious leader wasn’t really a job worth doing. That’s because most of the believers are crazy people.

Look at the guy sitting on the ground like a beggar. A guy like that was running Gwangmyeong Woosa, so what can I say?

Only then did I learn in detail the real reason why my eldest brother escaped from the Demonic Cult.

The reason is not grand.

It seems like he just didn’t want to be in the Demonic Cult.

At that moment, the door to the manor suddenly opened with a loud noise, and a perverted man with a white rag wrapped around his neck appeared.

Everyone’s eyes couldn’t help but be directed to the colored horse with rags wrapped around it here and there. Before I knew it, Mo Yong-baek came out after me and took off the black horse.

“No, if you’re hurt, why don’t you just lie down and come out?”

“Mr. Mo Yong, this is my heart.”

In the end, Saek Ma and Mo Yongbaek walked side by side and stood nearby. The demon said while looking straight at the religious leader.

“Master, are you here?”

“okay. “You defeated Ilmajo?”

“yes.”

Unexpectedly, the leader said something we never expected.

“How long has it been since cold poison did not recur?”

“How did you know? “It’s been quite a while.”

“Originally, it is a kind of coining symptom that is commonly experienced when a man learns the jade flower ice ball incorrectly. It may not have been a martial arts skill suited to his constitution. I suffered from cold poison all night long and became sleep deprived. Sometimes, when you have a woman and you sleep deeply, you become dependent and obsessed with her, and you end up being called a s*x demon. “It means that martial arts affects the mind, and if your will is weak, you will live a miserable life.”

Wow, is this true?

To be honest, I was surprised because the leader is not a man who tells lies.

Is this the reason why Saekma was Saekma?

It may have been the reason why the sh*t Man had the temperament of a dirty devil, but the Okhwa Bing Ball that the sh*t Man had learned was also the reason why the sh*t Man had no choice but to live as a dirty devil.

Martial arts is this scary.

Because it changes a person’s destiny.

This is why the aftermath of the martial arts of the White Path and the martial arts that came from the branch of magic is so different.

Surprisingly, the leader looked at his eldest brother and said these words.

“You wasted your true power once.”

The eldest brother spoke in a calm tone.

“Can we really say that it was wasted? “I have no regrets because my disciple defeated Ilmajo without anyone’s help.”

“hmm.”

We suddenly looked at our eldest brother with our arms crossed at the same time.

What kind of conversation is this?

So, to sum it up, it means that the eldest brother had already wasted his energy in the past while treating the poison of the evil spirit.

It feels a little different from wasting your inner strength. To put it a little exaggeratedly, this means that the eldest brother became weaker from the time he met his disciple after escaping from the Demonic Cult.

That’s what Jin-gi feels like to Kang Ho-in.

I suddenly looked at the s!ut.

I was wondering why this helpless bastard was so polite to his master, and there were actually circumstances that made it unavoidable. The master wasted his true energy and treated Handok without expecting anything in return.

Unexpectedly, I remembered the image of my eldest brother sitting on a bench and polishing a wooden sword the other day. I think Lim So-baek at the time also noticed that the eldest brother’s true spirit was damaged. Images of my eldest brother, who had just started training with his wooden sword with a calm attitude, passed by like a flash of light.

‘The past fights were not normal for the eldest brother.’

How could someone not show it like this once? It seems I didn’t make Sword Demon my eldest brother for nothing.

In that case, the strange tattoo on the pervert’s body could have been formed when the eldest brother wasted his energy while treating him.

The leader said to his eldest brother.

“But it looks like I’ve refilled it quite a bit.”

the eldest brother asked.

“How do you think it compares to before?”

“Your mood has changed quite a bit, so I can’t tell for sure.”

Only then did the leader slowly move his head to look around at the scenery of the plum blossom market.

“… … “It’s not bad.”

I can’t tell right now whether the plum blossom market isn’t bad or if the atmosphere I came to check out in person is not bad. It also sounded like the religious leader was not in a bad mood. Maybe it was an ambiguous expression of all this.

While the cult leader was admiring the scenery, a clueless poop opened his mouth as if he was going into labor.

“Master.”

“why.”

The demon said while glaring at the religious leader.

“I will take the challenge first.”

“… … .”

While the leader smiled slightly, we all kept our eyes on the demon. Because it was such a sudden challenge, no one was able to think of anything to say.

As I looked at the s!ut’s expression, I realized that this guy was sincere.

“for a moment.”

I looked at the leader with my hand slightly raised. The leader spoke as if giving me the right to speak.

“Moonju, tell me.”

I looked around at the people looking at me and then spoke.

“I also have an idea about the dance. “I may have a different opinion than the people here, but I still have to say it.”

Because it was an important moment, I stood up automatically. He looked around at the people gathered and said.

“It is not right to fight right away because they are guests who came from further away than us. What kind of challenge is this without even serving a glass of water? It is unknown whether Senior Cheonak and White Coat will come, but assuming they do arrive, it would not be right to deal with the cult leader in a wheel-to-wheel combat. Let’s decide the best in the world here. But if that method is a wheel-to-wheel battle, all you can do is try to win in a dirty way.”

The devil answered.

“Then what should we do?”

“I know that what I say is mostly incoherent. Just listen. After you listen, it won’t be too late to figure out what I’m trying to say.”

I expressed my thoughts to rare powerful people.

“To be the best in the world is literally what it sounds like. Even without proving it now, the religious leader is no different from the best person in the world. You can tell just by looking at it. Therefore, it is right for the sect leader to be heavily involved in the battle between the secretaries. “If you want to see me fight against Cheonak, that’s fine too.”

“hmm.”

“If the eldest brother wants to challenge the sect leader because he has a grudge against the eldest brother, that’s not a bad thing. If you’re curious about the outcome of the match between this obedient white-robed scholar and a blood cultist, it doesn’t matter if the two face off. If senior Cheonak wants to challenge the religious leader, I am also curious about how the fight will unfold. So what I mean is… … There is no need for everyone here to challenge the cult leader. It’s shameless. “Did everyone understand what I meant?”

While waiting for people’s answers for a moment, flower petals floating in the wind, although unrelated, danced in the area where our eyes reached.

“With these experts surviving for so long and gathering at the volcano, shouldn’t they do something meaningful like that? What I mean is, let’s decide who is truly the best in the world here. Along with that, you will also find out who the master who truly represents the Five Festivals of Heaven and Earth is.”

I wanted to do something a little more noble than dying and killing.

I don’t know if I got the point across due to my lack of speaking skills.

I have defined the meaning of this Hwasan argument very clearly.

“Once this fight is over, the nickname Samjae will disappear. Let’s have the best person in the world at the highest level, and add new stars forming below that. “Now is the moment when times change.”

This is for the religious leader.

Or could it be a gift-like time for us?

I wish so.

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