Chapter 195. I’ll Count to Three

“Phew.”

Jin Cheon caught his breath and turned around.

The Heavenly Demon Divine Qi Demonic Emperor had already deactivated, returning him to his usual appearance.

Tremble!

Abbess Hyeonchok trembled like an aspen tree while looking at Jin Cheon.

It was fear engraved in her mind.

Her body was reacting instinctively as the past Righteous-Demonic War and Dokgo Seong came to mind.

Dang Seong-yeong was not much different from Abbess Hyeonchok.

Having even landed on his buttocks, he only looked at Jin Cheon with an expression mixed with astonishment and disbelief, daring not to speak or approach closely.

Although it was just a low hill behind the neighborhood, having witnessed the sight of half a mountain collapsing in one technique, the fear was beyond the imagination of those who hadn’t seen it firsthand.

“So, how was it. Is this enough for you to trust me and proceed with the work?”

Jin Cheon asked Abbess Hyeonchok and Dang Seong-yeong.

They could not open their mouths to answer.

Nod nod!

They just nodded their heads vigorously up and down, agreeing intensely.

‘Amitabha, Amitabha. The Demonic Dao’s Rule Over the World cannot be stopped.’

Thinking so, Abbess Hyeonchok resigned herself.

It was understandable, as the current power of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult could be said to be at its greatest golden age since its founding.

With not only the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, the Strongest of All Time, but now even the Seventh Young Master Jin Cheon having reached the realm of Demonic Emperor, they practically possessed a strongman exceeding the Heavenly Demon and a strongman equivalent to the Heavenly Demon simultaneously.

In other words, in Abbess Hyeonchok’s view, the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult was in the strongest state throughout history, so achieving the Demonic Dao’s Rule Over the World was practically a predetermined fact.

“It is in three days. We will go to destroy Qingcheng in three days, so please prepare, two Clan Head and Sect Leader.”

Leaving those words, Jin Cheon moved his steps casually and headed to the inner quarters of the Sichuan Tang Clan.

As if it were his own home.

***

It was the very next day after Jin Cheon visited the Tang Clan Fort that clouds of war began to hang over Sichuan.

“Move quickly, quickly!”

“Yes!”

Unorthodox martial artists rooted and living in Sichuan gathered at Mount Qingcheng.

Of course, they dared not cross the Mountain Gate.

As limbs of the Qingcheng Sect, they merely settled around the Mountain Gate and set up camp.

Qingcheng Sect disciples scattered throughout Sichuan also gathered at the sect, and martial artists from the Heavenly Dao Alliance’s Sichuan Branch also joined.

Thanks to that, the foot of Mount Qingcheng became crowded with easily over twenty thousand martial artists forming a sea of people.

Using their intelligence networks, the Emei Sect and Sichuan Tang Clan were grasping such movements of the Qingcheng Sect.

Since so many martial artists moved in a large scale and gathered at Mount Qingcheng, they couldn’t miss it even if they wanted to.

At this, the Emei Sect and Sichuan Tang Clan also began to gather all available forces.

And Jin Cheon was observing the situation while receiving these trends of the Sichuan Murim almost in real-time.

“It seems they got quite scared. Keuk keuk.”

Jin Cheon snickered upon receiving Danmok Cheong’s report.

“It seems it will be a large-scale battle, my Liege.”

“I suppose so.”

Jin Cheon nodded.

“Has there ever been such a large-scale battle? Since the last Righteous-Demonic War?”

“I know of none.”

“None, huh…… A wind of blood will blow for the first time in forty years.”

Jin Cheon gave a bitter smile looking in the direction where Mount Qingcheng was located in the distance.

“How many will we kill…… I’m already getting dizzy from the smell of blood.”

“……My Liege.”

Danmok Cheong made a sympathetic expression as if he understood Jin Cheon’s feelings.

Because he knew all too well that Jin Cheon did not like accumulating karma of killing.

However, there was someone who enjoyed accumulating karma of killing…….

“Hihihi! Exciting! Yippee!”

The Blood Qilin was licking his lips, sticking his tongue out with a fully flushed expression, perhaps already excited.

“…….”

Looking at the Blood Qilin, Jin Cheon looked hopeless, wondering when this immature senior brother would grow up.

On the other hand, Yeom Bi, as always, paid no attention regardless of what the Blood Qilin said.

“The composition is unfavorable.”

Yeom Bi frowned while looking into the map.

Unlike his large build and blunt, taciturn personality, Yeom Bi was a very clever person.

Just looking at the Heavenly Killing Sect incident, dealing with it by setting fire from outside instead of entering the pavilion where it was easy to be ambushed showed that.

Jin Cheon knew better than anyone that the perception of the Explosive Demonic Lord as someone who was ignorantly strong and just smashed and burned everything indiscriminately was just a misconception of people who didn’t know Yeom Bi well.

“I will break through on my own, so you don’t have to worry too much.”

“Okay.”

At Jin Cheon’s one word, Yeom Bi closed the map and stopped caring altogether.

Since he had such an indifferent personality and trusted Jin Cheon, it seemed he judged it as a useless worry.

“Report to me if any special matters arise.”

“Yes, my Liege.”

After instructing Danmok Cheong, Jin Cheon went straight to find Dang Seong-yeong.

“Can I see the manual of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain.”

“T-That is.”

“It seems that bothers you even though there’s no one to realize it anyway.”

Jin Cheon sneered.

“Even though there’s no one to solve the formula and core essence, you want to keep the manual?”

“Is that not the case?”

Dang Seong-yeong protested as if it was unfair.

“Since the Ten Thousand Flower Rain is the family’s secret absolute technique and a divine martial art counted among the best under the heavens, you know better than anyone that it cannot be shown to outsiders recklessly, do you not?”

“Of course, that is true.”

Jin Cheon didn’t say Dang Seong-yeong’s words were wrong either.

“But the current Tang Clan has no ability to realize the Ten Thousand Flower Rain. Isn’t it a martial art whose lineage is already broken?”

“Ahem!”

“To think you have such an attitude when I offered kindness. Let’s pretend there was no talk about the Ten Thousand Flower Rain.”

“W-Wait!”

Dang Seong-yeong urgently grabbed and hung onto Jin Cheon’s sleeve.

“Seventh Young Master, why are you doing this.”

“Let go.”

Jin Cheon shook off Dang Seong-yeong’s hand.

“I don’t understand how I’m supposed to pass on the enlightenment when you have no intention of showing the manual of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain. Keep it hidden tight like that. Well, if a genius of the ages is born someday, the day to realize the Ten Thousand Flower Rain will come. Though I don’t know how many years that will be.”

“Keuk.”

Dang Seong-yeong couldn’t quite gather his wits at Jin Cheon’s words.

It was undeniably a golden opportunity to realize the family’s greatest divine martial art, but showing the manual to an outsider didn’t sit well with him, which couldn’t be helped.

“Decide quickly. I don’t have time.”

“…….”

“I’ll count to three. Three, two…….”

“I-I will show you! I just have to show you, right!”

Dang Seong-yeong said urgently.

“Really?”

Jin Cheon smiled broadly.

“…….”

Seeing the smile blooming on Jin Cheon’s lips, Dang Seong-yeong realized he had been caught in the trick of this cunning snake, but it was already too late.

Since he was caught in Jin Cheon’s ploy, he couldn’t help but show the manual of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain, could he?

‘As the Seventh Young Master said, the only way to realize the Ten Thousand Flower Rain is for a genius of the ages to be born in the main family. However, is that an easy task?’

Thinking so, Dang Seong-yeong rationalized his decision.

Truth be told, without Jin Cheon’s help, there was no guarantee when the Ten Thousand Flower Rain could be realized, so it was a judgment he could make.

“Follow me. I will show you the manual of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain.”

“I will.”

Jin Cheon followed Dang Seong-yeong with light steps.

‘I’m looking forward to it. Hehehe.’

Jin Cheon’s heart swelled with anticipation.

Ten Thousand Flower Rain.

He was dying of curiosity about how great a martial art it was to be called a divine martial art within the top ten under the heavens.

The manual of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain consisted of three volumes: Upper, Middle, and Lower.

But that was merely a compilation of the formulas of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain.

The real deal was the commentaries attached to the three volumes of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain manual.

Just the books interpreting the three volumes of the manual amounted to over twenty volumes, boasting a vast quantity.

“By the way, Seventh Young Master practices Demonic Arts, so would you be able to learn the Ten Thousand Flower Rain just by looking at the manual?”

“Clan Head Tang.”

Jin Cheon looked back at Dang Seong-yeong and asked back as if asking what that meant.

“Have you forgotten that I am from the Orthodox Faction?”

“……!”

“You should know well that even when I was in the Orthodox Faction, I had no match among my peers.”

“I-I remember.”

“I hope you don’t forget that before being the Seventh Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, I was a disciple of the Azure Heaven Divine Warrior, Master Jang Guk-pyeong. And…… my understanding of Orthodox Martial Arts is higher than Clan Head Tang thinks.”

Dang Seong-yeong would have no way of knowing even if he died and woke up, but Jin Cheon was a figure who could be called the aggregate of Orthodox Martial Arts.

Didn’t he have the experience of learning and analyzing most of the Orthodox divine martial arts while imprisoned in the Demonic Prison?

Even across the world, the only people who could be said to have a higher understanding of Orthodox Martial Arts than Jin Cheon would be about the Sword Saint, the Heavenly Dao Alliance Leader, and the Great Divine Physician of Immortals.

Even then, it was hard to assert that they had a higher understanding of Orthodox Martial Arts compared to Jin Cheon so…….

“If you can’t believe it, I will show you.”

Jin Cheon threw a punch toward Dang Seong-yeong.

“Hup!”

Dang Seong-yeong hurriedly responded to Jin Cheon’s offensive.

Tak, tadak!

It was a movement like light sparring using almost no internal energy, but Dang Seong-yeong’s face was gradually being dyed with astonishment.

‘W-Wudang, Shaolin, and even Qingcheng Sect?’

Dang Seong-yeong couldn’t gather his wits seeing Jin Cheon pouring out Orthodox fist techniques as naturally as breathing.

It wasn’t simply mimicking the form.

Seeing Jin Cheon perfectly realizing the core principles of each fist technique, he could tell it wasn’t learned superficially.

Tuk, Jin Cheon’s fist lightly touched Dang Seong-yeong’s chest.

“Is that enough now?”

“E-Enough.”

Dang Seong-yeong decided not to question or doubt Jin Cheon’s words anymore.

At this point, he became convinced that whatever Jin Cheon did, he should just accept it and move on.

“Let’s try reading it now.”

Saying so, Jin Cheon opened the manual of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain and read it frantically.

Since the Ten Thousand Flower Rain was a martial art he hadn’t experienced even while trapped in the Demonic Prison, it was natural that his curiosity and expectations were high.

‘Incredible.’

The more he knew the content of the Ten Thousand Flower Rain, the more amazing it was.

Not only the depth of the martial art, but the very idea of how such a martial art was created was admirable.

Sitting in his spot, Jin Cheon read all three original volumes and twenty-three volumes of appendices over about five hours.

“It truly is a great martial art. Enough that the modifier divine martial art is not wasted.”

“How is it…… did you gain anything from looking at the manual?”

“I know why the lineage was broken. Ten Thousand Flower Rain…… its context is the same as Sword Control Art. So with mediocre skill, one wouldn’t dare to even dream of learning it.”

“That is so. That is the truth.”

“Ultimately, it means the vessel of the Upper Dantian must be large…… but before enlightenment, training the mental power of the Upper Dantian comes first.”

“But training the Upper Dantian is…….”

“It is difficult with Orthodox Arts. Since Orthodox Martial Arts train the Upper Dantian last.”

“That is correct.”

“But Demonic Arts are different.”

“……!”

“If one learns just one heart art to quickly bloom the Upper Dantian, rapid achievement might be possible.”

“W-Would that be possible?”

“Plenty.”

Jin Cheon showed a confident grin.

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