The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 175

Episode 175 I am the cult leader’s biggest enemy.

Suddenly, I forgot that when my energy increases in Heavenly Jade, I often become drowsy. Since Baekmyeon Gongja had fainted anyway, I sat cross-legged and closed my eyes for a moment.

I found it a bit absurd that I started to feel drowsy after beating, screaming, and making a fuss so much, but if you’re sleepy, you should sleep. There is no choice. This phenomenon is the reason why the Heavenly Jade Absorbing Great Technique is not used often.

I had a dream on the edge of half-asleep, with my head tilted to the left. The content of the dream was that I was sleeping in a very comfortable place.

It’s like a sad dream of a sweet sleep.

This is probably why it is said that it is difficult to know whether Zhuangzi dreamed of a butterfly or whether the butterfly dreamed of Zhuangzi.

I thought I would fall into a deep sleep if I continued like this, so I tilted my head back and looked up at the sky with mischievous eyes.

“… … .”

As I looked at the indifferent sky and clouds for a while, my eyes started to feel stiff, as if there was a lot of dust in them.

I looked at the sky while muttering as if I was reciting a Buddhist sutra.

“Lee Ja-ha, who cannot sleep on time, becomes a madman. Lee Ja-ha, who forgot to sleep, becomes Gwangma. Lee Ja-ha, who can sleep comfortably, is not a light horse.”

As I let out a long yawn, I guarded my mind.

Killing may not always be the solution.

I reassured myself that in the grand scheme of things, I needed to gather information to kill more demons.

At some point, I sensed that the breathing of Baekmyeon, who had not yet opened his eyes, had changed slightly, and I spoke to him.

“Open your eyes because you got caught.”

As soon as I finished speaking, Baekmyeongong quietly opened his eyes. This guy also let out a long sigh.

For a moment, the guy who had been robbed of his power and the guy who had been robbed of his sleep glared at each other.

Confucius Baekmyeon said in a calm tone.

“Hao Wen Ju.”

“why?”

“Am I weak just because I lost my strength and lost once in a fight? I really don’t know what the weak feel, so stop asking. I don’t know. I don’t know. “Can I ask you something else?”

After thinking about it carefully, I thought it was worth it.

“Are you saying you don’t know the feelings of the weak at all?”

“I do not know. “I was taught that defeat means death, but do I really need to know how the weak feel?”

“Did this kid take medicine? Or did you realize the Tao while fainting? “Why are you so calm?”

I opened Baekmyeonggong’s eyes with my fingers and looked at his eyes, held his chin, and examined his tongue.

There was no trace of taking medication.

I said to Baek Myeon-gong.

“Good. Wimp, I won’t kill you now. Since you don’t know how it feels to be the weak one, I have no choice but to tell you. Is there anything special about being the underdog? If you’re cold and hungry, you’re weak. And if you get beaten to death, you become a miserable weakling.”

I grabbed Baekmyeon Gongja by the collar, lifted him up, and then hit him on the head.

“Let’s walk first.”

The White-faced Prince staggered forward and cursed at me.

“Do you think Hao Wen will be fine from now on?”

“I’m not fine already, so what kind of sick threat is that? “Do I look fine?”

“… … .”

“Anyway, your martial arts skills are poor, so if you answer my question, I can save your life.”

Confucius Baekmyeon replied in a helpless tone.

“What are you curious about?”

“First of all, how to deal with antidote withdrawal symptoms.”

Confucius Baekmyeon said as he walked.

“Where could something like that exist? All you have to do is not eat it. Thirty days will be like hell, but the next twenty days will be the pain of bugs tearing your entire body apart, the next ten days will be itchy pain all over your body, and the next three or four days will be suffering from high fever, and then you will slowly return to normal. Of course, those who eat too much will suffer hellish pain forever. “It is a poison for which there is no antidote.”

I asked as I walked side by side with Baekmyeonggong.

“Why on earth did you make something like this?”

“We also made it to survive.”

“You will survive by causing others to suffer.”

Prince Baekmyeon said in a calm tone.

“Moonju… … I have lived my whole life in fear of our matriarch. Our matriarch is afraid of the cult leader. Those who were dragged into the battlefield without being able to make any choice due to the fight between the two people are people like us. I am a soldier who was brought to this battlefield as soon as I was born. “I have to die to finish my service, so what do I do?”

“Even with such pettiness, there is no chance of victory against the cult leader. Why is the head of the family acting like this?”

Confucius Baekmyeon nodded.

“The religious leader predicted that one day he would walk a path beyond humans. He said that if you want to protect your family, you have to be prepared. When I asked him what he was going to do with his in-laws, he said that he could do nothing about it because he was dabbling in forbidden magic. This is not a matter of winning or losing. “It became a matter of survival.”

I expected that the forbidden magic attack would be Heavenly Jade, but I asked just in case.

“What is forbidden magic?”

“I don’t know exactly. I heard there was a lot of opposition to using Kang Ho-in as the material. I heard that if the number is insufficient, there is a possibility that families with relatively weak loyalty or dislikes may be branded as apostates and exterminated. “It could become our family.”

The leader of the cult was a guy who would get away with that, so I wasn’t particularly impressed.

I was about to go up the mountain, but then I changed my mind and went into a guest house on a quiet road and sat down.

The pale-faced Prince White Face sat across from him and leaned his head against the wall.

I waved my hand towards Jeomsoi, who came to take my order, and then looked at Baekmyeonggongja.

Confucius Baekmyeon said while looking outside his guesthouse.

“Can you defeat the cult leader?”

“Even if I can’t win right now, I’m slowly preventing the leader from becoming stronger than he is now.”

“how.”

“Getting rid of people like you.”

“That’s going to take a long time. “I’m sure there aren’t just one or two people like me.”

“In the meantime, I skip meals and sleep less while practicing.”

“That’s going to take a really long time. “In what time period?”

“If I can’t do it, I hope my students will do it in the future.”

“You’re young, but do you already have students?”

“Not yet.”

“Why do you want to kill the cult leader so much? “Is it revenge?”

“No.”

“Then why are you doing this?”

I said while stretching.

“Looking at it, this is something only I can do. I’ve seen the leader before. They treated me like a bug. It felt so exhilarating. This bastard thinks I’m a bug. I am a bug. Okay, let’s see what happens. “This kind of feeling.”

Confucius Baekmyeon muttered.

“You were a hero of the times. “Do you know that the cult leader killed all of his half-brothers?”

“I don’t know the details.”

“Full brothers, half-brothers, hidden brothers… … It was eight or nine. It would have been less unfair since those who were involved in the succession struggle initially tried to kill each other, but in the end, even those who were not interested in the succession struggle were found and hanged. Who would a person like that sit in the position of vice president?”

“The one who survived.”

“that’s right. Not a child. He’s a survivor. What would you have done if you were our three princes? His brothers are constantly trying to kill him, and his father has no human side. He would be so foolish if he wanted to drop everything and escape. He will be taken to the cult leader and killed. Even if they try to compete based on their abilities, the power of the Archduke and the Second Prince is stronger in the first place. There is no need to talk about martial arts. The heads of Confucius’ maternal families also occupy a place in the church. The cult leader is watching all of this. “What are you going to do?”

I was lost in thought for a moment.

Confucius Baekmyeon, who had his head against the wall, continued speaking.

“I don’t know how the weak feel. But what I’ve always wondered is, how on earth could someone in this environment not become a demon? I always wondered about that. Smart guy, give me the answer.

”… … .“

“You don’t have any sharp skills either, do you? Still, I would rather have someone like you as my superior. I think I’ll figure out some way. This is what happened to me too. “You deceived me from start to finish with the intention of a surprise attack.”

The head of Baekmyeonggong, who was leaning against the wall, slowly lowered.

I struck Baekmyeon, who was bowing his head, on the head.

“Don’t play dead. “What kind of idiotic behavior are you acting like?”

Baekmyeon-gong raised his head and glared at me.

“Can’t I fool you a little bit? What more do you want after turning people into idiots? Are you telling me to tell you the location of my family and have them all die? You can’t do that. Although I could say other things.”

“I’m an asshole, but I still have some inner strength left. It means that you can recover with fortune-telling. And wait a moment. “I have to find the answer.”

“Is there an answer?”

Only then did I call Jeomsoy over and ordered drinks and some food.

With my arms crossed, I searched for the answer to the question Baekmyeon Gongja asked. I also wonder why I am looking for an answer like this.

Perhaps to continue dealing with demons… … .

It occurred to me that I must somehow know the answer.

There is no specific basis.

‘What would I do if I were the Three Dukes?’

If I had killed my brothers to survive, I would have become the same demon. It means that these guys and I are both human beings with no difference.

“Strangely, there is no answer.”

The Baekmyeongongja grinned.

“yes? “There’s no answer, right?”

“It’s a little different than you think.”

“What’s different?”

“I don’t think I could have killed my brother.”

Confucius Baekmyeon laughed, making a sound like the wind was falling out.

“You’re talking stupid. Then you will die.”

“Look, it was my little dream when I was little to have a brother. I can’t kill my dreams. “You can beat it up.”

“If there had been a way, the smart cult leader would not have killed his brothers. Baekdo bastards should be happy. “Hell doesn’t start from the beginning.”

“Who is this Baekdo you are talking about now?”

“Aren’t they people who make a good living by accumulating wealth through martial arts?”

“You crazy bastard.”

I raised my hand and held back because I thought I would die if I hit him any more. Jeomsoy brought alcohol and food, so I drank alcohol first.

As soon as I drank alcohol, I woke up a little and my head became clearer.

“Realized.”

Baekmyeon-gong poured himself a glass of wine with trembling hands and looked at me.

“what?”

“If I were the Three Dukes… … “What would you have done?”

After drinking, Baek Myeon-gong waited for me to speak.

I said while hallucinating that I had become a member of the Demonic Cult.

“First of all, I have to train myself to death and then run away.”

Baekmyeonggongja looked at me with a pitiful expression.

“Just escaped? “The pursuers will catch up.”

“I can’t chase you.”

“why?”

I said with a serious expression.

“Because I will run away to the end of the world.”

“So what do you get?”

“What do you get? Just run away. So my brothers can’t kill me. Don’t let me kill my brothers. Running away. To the end of the world. Think of it as a trip. Go to the sea off Zhejiang and take a boat across the Great Sea. Go past Seojang and go to Seo Station. Let’s go north to an island in the North Sea.”

I inadvertently mentioned the sea off Zhejiang and Gwangseung came to mind. It seems like it just came to mind without any causal connection.

The Baekmyeonggongja looked at me.

“What next?”

I answered with my hands spread out to the left and right.

“It’s over.”

“… … .”

“There is only one condition to come back. When we have overwhelming force that can strike down all those who caused this problem. It’s a return. “It doesn’t matter if it takes ten or twenty years.”

“What should we do with those who remain in the meantime?”

“What’s the use of worrying like that? “It’s better to practice.”

“When you come back?”

“You’re giving it all away.”

Baekmyeongongja chuckled and laughed.

“That’s a really stupid answer.”

I looked at Baekmyeon Gongja with a serious expression.

“… … You change your family’s position. Burn down the place where the antidote is made. “If you don’t know either of us, let’s search around here.”

“Insomnia?”

“I’ll send you on a trip.”

“To the other world?”

“No, to the end of the world. In any case, your messed up dantian and inner energy will take more than a dozen years of good luck to recover. Then come back and check this place out. “Either they were all killed by the cult leader, or the cult leader died by my hands.”

Confucius Baekmyeon laughed.

I looked at this guy laughing and said,

“And strategically. If you want your family to have a better chance of survival, you just need to give me as much information as possible. For example, write about the Archduke and the Literary Duke. Power, maternal family, haunted area, etc. “If I kill them both, your family will have a better chance of surviving.”

Baekmyeonggong stared at me with a surprised expression.

I said while pointing at Baekmyeonggong with my finger.

“You use me. “I am the cult leader’s greatest nemesis.”

“The religious leader has many enemies. “I cannot agree that you are the biggest enemy among them.”

I answered while taking a drink.

“grow. “The person who created Hao Mun.”

“Are you drunk?”

“You are the Heavenly Demon God Religion. I am Haomun (下汚門). It’s a battle between the guy who wants to become a demon god and the guy who fell at the bottom. There is a religious leader at the highest level and I am at the lowest level. Those who want to become gods should be beaten to death by the one who played Jeomsoy.”

Jeomsoy, who was passing by, was startled and quickly ran away to the kitchen.

Suddenly, the white-faced prince glared at me with his eyes wide open.

“Were you Jeomsoy?”

I responded by punching Baekmyeon Gongja in the cheek.

“why? Are you upset?”

While Baekmyeon Gongja was holding his cheek with his hand, I kindly explained it to him.

“… … It happens like this. How much heat would I get if my religious leader slapped me? Just imagine… … Wow.”

I rubbed my forearms.

“creeps.”

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