CLS-Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Those who saw Wei Yan-ho emerge trembled violently.

And for good reason Wei Yan-ho’s current appearance was enough to make even the demons they’d encountered earlier cry “Ah, it’s hot!” and flee in terror.

Ghostly flames danced in both his eyes, and his lips curled upward on both sides in an expression of pure malevolence. His tightly clenched fists showed just how much murderous intent was burning within this man.

“Wh-who?”

Jwa-yang cried out in alarm, but his words didn’t seem to reach Wei Yan-ho’s ears.

“Who did you say?”

“Jwa, Jwa-yang, sir.”

“No!”

Wei Yan-ho ground his teeth.

“What did you say the name of that sex demon who appeared was?”

“Th-the Flower-Obsessed Scholar Seo Ju-ak, sir.”

‘Why am I speaking so formally to him?’

Though the man appeared much younger, he couldn’t dare speak casually. Wei Yan-ho’s current aura was that terrifying.

“Hehehehehe.”

Wei Yan-ho began letting out a sinister laugh.

“Flower-Obsessed Scholar Seo Ju-aaaaak?”

“Y-young hero, please calm down for now.”

Seomoon Da-yeon jumped up from her seat in shock.

This was a man who had joked around even with demonic cult members right in front of him. For such a person to show such violent emotional fluctuations…

Did he have a grudge against the Flower-Obsessed Scholar?

“Kehehehehehe.”

Wei Yan-ho’s body trembled violently.

“Five years have passed, but I still haven’t forgotten. That damned sex demon!”

Flower-Obsessed Scholar Seo Ju-ak.

That cursed name.

In the past, when Wei Yan-ho was traveling to Latent Dragon Military Academy, the sex demon that Wi San-ho had discovered traces of was none other than Flower-Obsessed Scholar Seo Ju-ak.

If that damned bastard hadn’t caused trouble there, Wei Yan-ho and Wi San-ho wouldn’t have separated, and Wei Yan-ho wouldn’t have entered the cave where Baek Mu-han was.

When you think about it, all the suffering of the past five years was practically caused by that damned sex demon.

“Where?”

“…Pardon?”

“Where is that bastard sex demon I’m going to tear apart!”

“W-we don’t know exactly. We’re currently tracking him, but what we know is that he’s heading toward Tapha, and he should be somewhere not far from here. The reason we joined you was because we thought a young-looking woman shouldn’t be alone in an area where a sex demon is roaming.”

“Tapha? Tapha!”

Ghostly flames blazed in Wei Yan-ho’s eyes.

“They say enemies meet on remote mountains!”

“It’s ‘narrow bridge.'”

Seomoon Da-yeon corrected the wrong part, but it seemed nothing was reaching Wei Yan-ho’s ears anymore.

“Because of that bastard, I…”

If Wei Yan-ho’s body hadn’t been sturdy, he would have died from being beaten during Baek Mu-han’s training.

If the situation had gone slightly wrong, he would have starved to death, and if Wei Yan-ho’s intelligence had been slightly lacking, he might have died cut down by Baek Mu-han’s sword.

Even understanding all of that…

“I need to beat him at least one percent of what I was beaten for five years to feel satisfied.”

Wei Yan-ho ground his teeth fiercely.

“We move!”

“Y-young hero, it’s night now.”

“Can’t we travel at night?”

“It’s dangerous.”

“Dangerous?”

This was Wei Yan-ho, the most troublesome person in the world. No one could dare argue with him about being troublesome.

But now Wei Yan-ho’s grudge had suppressed his troublesome nature.

“I’m more dangerous!”

Wei Yan-ho’s booming voice echoed through the mountains.

***

‘Where did it all go wrong?’

Certainly, the beginning had been fine.

Up to the point where those who came to him while he was living quietly in seclusion suggested he return to the martial world.

The moment he heard their words, his blood boiled.

Though he had lived suppressing his true nature to survive, he was originally a Flower-Obsessed Guest. He was someone who couldn’t live without women. They had stimulated the nature he had been barely suppressing.

They provided him with the wealth necessary to live again as a Flower-Obsessed Guest.

Along with words that the martial world had already forgotten him, so it wouldn’t be bad to live leisurely again. The price was the secrets of the Flower-Obsessed Palm that he possessed.

It wasn’t a bad deal.

He was originally a refined gentleman.

He had virtually no obsession with martial learning. If he could give away martial arts and receive money, it wouldn’t be bad. After all, wasn’t he someone who couldn’t take disciples for a lifetime anyway?

‘Up to that point, it was good…’

Up to establishing a base in Namyang near Luoyang, following their words that “it’s darkest under the lamp,” it had been good.

At first, he was happy just to be able to drink and play, but it soon became boring.

For him, who had made Hangzhou and Suzhou his main stages, the bland small city had no appeal. In the end, his inability to endure and setting foot in Xinyang was his mistake.

Suddenly, they said the Sword Emperor’s legacy had been discovered, and all sorts of martial artists flocked to Xinyang. And in the midst of getting into trouble with one of them, there was someone who recognized the Flower-Obsessed Palm.

And this is what resulted.

“Keurgh.”

Seo Ju-ak tore off his left sleeve and wrapped his right arm’s wound. Though it wasn’t a large wound that showed bone, if left alone it would fester. Quick treatment was needed.

‘Just wait and see.’

Seo Ju-ak’s eyes turned coldly.

‘Sex demon!’

Why would such a label be attached to him?

He had at least never used seduction techniques. He had never practiced Yin-Yang Absorption, yet having the name “sex demon” attached was very unfair. Of course, he had touched a few daughters of common families, and there were some parts where he had proceeded a bit forcefully, but wasn’t it unfair for the name “sex demon” to be attached for just that much?

“Not just one or two…”

Seo Ju-ak ground his teeth.

Among the martial artists who had flocked to Xinyang this time, there were too many that Seo Ju-ak couldn’t dare oppose.

“Gong Mu-jin!”

Sword Ghost Gong Mu-jin, who had slashed his arm lengthwise, was exactly that type.

‘Those steeped in greed.’

For people like Sword Ghost to have their eyes turn red at the name of the Sword Emperor’s martial arts and come running.

They’re the type who would sell their own children for martial arts. They obsess over martial learning, and he obsesses over women—just because the direction is different, can they persecute a person like this?

“Fine, I’ll do Yin-Yang Absorption.”

If they were really going to drive him to be a sex demon, then he should become a sex demon.

Seo Ju-ak grasped the book in his chest.

It was a secret manual they had given him along with wealth in exchange for the Flower-Obsessed Palm.

Inside were the true techniques of Yin-Yang Absorption that Seo Ju-ak had consciously avoided until now. If he learned this and focused on Yin-Yang Absorption for a year or two, Seo Ju-ak would become a master that no one could ignore.

‘Wait and see then.’

Thinking of capturing and killing all those who had persecuted him, Seo Ju-ak laughed wickedly.

“You laugh well, you sex demon.”

“Huh!”

Seo Ju-ak looked up in surprise.

A blurry human shadow appeared before his eyes as he hid in the bushes. When he opened his eyes wide and looked carefully, wasn’t there a woman in pure white martial robes pointing a sword at him?

The embroidery of five plum blossom petals on the sleeve of her sword-holding arm told him who she was.

“Huashan?”

White robes and plum blossoms were the symbols of Huashan.

“You villain! Did you think you could escape my grasp no matter how much you ran?”

“…You must be a disciple of that Gong Mu-jin bastard.”

The woman answered quietly.

“I am Lee Seol-hwa, second disciple of Huashan. You should know who’s going to cut you down before you die.”

“I have to die? Me? What crime have I committed?”

The woman shouted with an angry face.

“What you’ve done deserves death a hundred times over! I will personally punish you.”

“You?”

Seo Ju-ak looked around and then laughed lowly.

“Well now, what should I say? It seems I’ve been quite underestimated.”

“What?”

“You dare think you can catch me?”

Seo Ju-ak stood up. People often make the mistake of thinking that because he was a sex demon, his martial prowess would be weak.

But Seo Ju-ak had been spreading his evil reputation in the martial world for ten years already. If he had been weak, he wouldn’t have been able to preserve his life until now.

“You’re quite pretty.”

Lee Seol-hwa felt goosebumps all over her body under Seo Ju-ak’s gaze.

“If you had just held your master’s hand and gone sightseeing, you would have been safe, but vain ambition and recklessness will take your life. Hehehe, but don’t worry too much. I’ll personally show you heaven.”

Seo Ju-ak began approaching Lee Seol-hwa with a sinister smile.

Lee Seol-hwa hardened her face like ice and stared coldly at Seo Ju-ak.

Though her master had told her not to rashly oppose him if she found him and to come find him instead, if she returned like this, she might lose his trail again.

‘I just need to subdue him.’

Wouldn’t the name of Huashan cry if she couldn’t handle one sex demon?

Her sword began to move slowly.

‘Victory to the first strike.’

There was no need to take the defensive position. She could quickly and brilliantly subdue him and then think about what to do next. Having slowly deployed the Basic Stance, she began to move her sword.

“Hoho.”

Seo Ju-ak admired the plum blossoms being drawn in the air. For someone who looked so young to be able to draw plum blossoms was remarkable.

‘But that’s all.’

If Gong Mu-jin’s plum blossoms were like an exquisite landscape painting contained in a magnificent canvas, the Plum Blossom Sword Technique that Lee Seol-hwa was now displaying was no different from a child playfully scribbling trees.

“You thought you could face me with just this much!”

Rage surged up.

His hand lifted slightly and emitted a red aura.

“Plum Blossom Sword Technique cannot defeat me. Because my signature technique is the Flower-Obsessed Palm.”

Seo Ju-ak giggled and launched his palm technique.

“Kyaaaah!”

The moment sword energy and palm force collided in the air, the Plum Blossom Sword Technique’s sword energy was deflected far too easily, and Lee Seol-hwa’s body also flew backward like a toy.

“Cough!”

A stream of blood flowed from her mouth as she collapsed on the ground.

‘My insides are all twisted.’

It was pure overwhelming palm force. Ignoring any changes or variations, he had simply crushed her with Internal Energy.

“Hehehehe.”

Seo Ju-ak slowly approached her.

“You looked down on the world despite being a novice. I should vent the grudge I bear against your master on you.”

Lee Seol-hwa bit her lips tightly.

‘I should have listened to Master’s words.’

She wasn’t foolish enough not to know what it meant for a woman to be defeated while facing a sex demon alone. What would happen to her now was all too obvious.

‘I’m sorry, Master.’

Lee Seol-hwa quietly pushed her tongue between her teeth.

“Going to bite your tongue?”

Seo Ju-ak laughed softly.

“Strangely, people think they’ll die if they bite their tongue. Humans don’t die even if their arms are cut off, so do you think a person would die quickly just because their tongue gets cut off a bit? Didn’t your master teach you how to sever meridians?”

“…”

“Dealing with a woman who’s bitten her tongue is quite an interesting affair. It would take more than half a shijin to die from excessive bleeding after biting your tongue. That’s enough time to finish the job. Go ahead and bite. Kekeke.”

Her eyes grew dark.

Then didn’t this mean she had no choice but to be violated by this sex demon?

Seo Ju-ak approached with a sinister smile and reached out his hand toward her. She squeezed her eyes shut.

‘Master!’

At that moment, a laugh ten times more sinister than Seo Ju-ak’s laughter pierced her ears.

“Euhehehehehe, found you.”