Absolute Regression

Episode 257 If you are a person, you will definitely die.

“Inspector Seo was cool.”

Ian said as we walked back to my living quarters together. I am taking him to show him the residence he moved to after becoming the head of the small church.

“He seems like a completely different person than when I first saw him.”

“Because I put in a lot of effort in the meantime.”

Ian was second to none when it came to effort, so he added a word.

“But I should try harder too, don’t think like this. “You’re still trying too hard.”

“no, I do not want. “I will try my best, not half-heartedly.”

I can guess what Ian is thinking right now. Everyone is moving ahead, but you may be feeling like you’re falling behind.

“sorry.”

“what?”

“I only got to visit my new residence today. “If it had been before, I would have come to see you on the first day after moving.”

I feel sorry for my late visit. Even so, my shoulders, which were sagging, became even more droopy.

“If you think about it that way, it’s the same for me. “You came to my new house and didn’t even invite me, right?”

“You were busy, Master.”

“You were busy, but you were busier. Is it important to see the room or is our work important? The answer is right there. So there’s no need to be sorry at all.”

I took her and went into the house. She was surprised at how much bigger it was than before.

“ah! “It’s really big.”

“This person is the head of this school!”

Citizens passing by came out and politely greeted Ian. Ian accepted their greeting with a smile.

I was even more surprised when she entered my room.

“It’s so different from what I expected.”

Bookshelves fill the walls, pure white bedding on a large bed, and a desk and chair by the window where sunlight streams in. It looks different from what she expected.

“You don’t like it, do you?”

“This is my preference.”

“I didn’t know. “You say it like this.”

Before regression, I had no taste.

I didn’t care whether the bed was big or small, whether there was a bookcase or a closet. Because my only interest was becoming a successor.

That’s why I stayed away from being the successor. Because I didn’t see anything. Because I didn’t really look at people and didn’t pay attention to what was in my room.

At the time, I thought I was passionate, but now that I think about it, I think it may have been an escape from passion.

“There are a lot of books.”

She was interested starting from the bookshelf.

“Now that I have become the head of a small church, I have to look knowledgeable.”

“This book is very thick.”

“Don’t take it out! That’s for decoration. “It’s hard to put it back in.”

“Even if you want to take it out, it won’t fall out. “It’s a book that you have to use your skills to get rid of!”

She looked at another bookshelf.

“Elder Thomas has a lot of books here, right?”

She had once borrowed a book from Hyeolcheondoma to read.

“huh. I wrote down all the books there and filled them in the same way. “Because you know books well.”

She took out a book from another bookshelf and looked at it carefully.

“There is also a book like this.”

The book she was carrying was called ‘Escape from Cheonnajimang.’

“Have you read it?”

I nodded and answered.

“I read it.”

“Do you think you’ll be able to escape if you keep doing this?”

“I didn’t read it to escape. “I read it to prevent you from escaping.”

She laughed at my words.

“Young master, spread your might! “You can do it, but I might be trapped in the Murim League’s trap of heaven, so please lend me this book.”

“However much.”

“Please lend me this and this too.”

She chose some books. She mainly read poetry collections, but the books she chose now were all books containing tips for surviving in the martial arts world.

“Are you still reading books these days?”

“I try to read at least a little bit of it before I go to bed. “I need to gain indirect experience like this.”

She still seems worried that she will become a frog in the well.

“Ian.”

“yes.”

Turned her towards me.

“Don’t you think it’s better to have more experience in the world?”

“Of course. is not it?”

Ian widened his eyes.

“Right. People with a lot of experience in the world are somehow cool and reassuring. They have insight and provide new teachings and experiences to those around them. But it also means that they went through all kinds of dirty things to make that happen. You go through all the dirty and shameful things and see the bottom of a person. They even develop distrust and disgust towards humans. Would such an experience in a person’s life be anything but good?”

Before my regression, I went through a lot. Yes, thanks to that, I became stronger and survived.

so? Can I say that my life is better than Ian, who has quietly walked the path of being an escort? You may have a better chance of surviving if you’re thrown somewhere, but that doesn’t mean it’s a better life.

“It means that you don’t have to be too sorry about your life that you have lived quietly while walking along one path. You don’t have to suffer all kinds of miscellaneous wounds and pain packaged in the name of experience. You can fight even without it, and you can win even without it. I believe. “There will come a moment when your life of hard work will protect you more powerfully than any other experience.”

When I stretched out my hand, a book of poetry was pulled out.

A collection of poems that flew into the air was handed to her.

“So read what you want to read too.”

I saw her look at the book twice.

Ian slowly approached me, looked at me intently, and said.

“I guess there really is such a thing as bloodline.”

I stared at her with a serious expression that matched those words. Then, perhaps out of embarrassment, Ian avoided my gaze and looked the other way.

“The bed is really spacious and nice. “It’s soft, right?”

“If you’re curious, lie down.”

“How dare you lie on Master Xiao’s bed! “I thought you would say that, right?”

She threw herself onto the bed.

But her new form floated on the bed.

“You can’t wear the clothes you wear outside! “Now I understand why Old Man Thomas didn’t let me lie down.”

I floated her and brought her back to her original place. She sat on the end of the bed and said with a serious face.

“Not long ago, we selected five people for the tattoo team. Look at personality and skills. As you said, our goal is to become an elite organization rather than just numbers.”

“doing well.”

“By the way, I will be leaving the church tomorrow along with Cheongmyeon and his subordinates. I’m going to look for people to join the tattoo team. I should have left a long time ago, but I postponed my departure so that I could watch the inauguration ceremony of Hwangcheongakju. “While I’m out, I’ll also meet the late soldier and the leader of Pungcheon.”

She is stepping into the powerhouse in earnest.

She must have sensed the concern in my gaze and said with a smile.

“Don’t worry, I have nine tails, right?”

“Come back stronger!”

She stood up, hugged him politely and said,

“Yes, Lord Xiaojiao!”

* * *

I was absorbed in martial arts training.

Before and after his return, these were the times when he practiced martial arts the hardest.

My father must have known that I was busy practicing martial arts, so he postponed all of the school events.

Nine fire magic and Sicheon secret arts.

It is also a martial art that cannot help but be practiced diligently.

First of all, the more I practiced the secret art of Sicheon, the more there seemed to be a time gap between the outside and inside of the space-time anomaly.

However, the difference was still subtle, so it was not yet the stage for actual training using Sicheon secret techniques.

After using the space-time illusion technique, I used the time-space magic again, and then trained martial arts there again.

The attack is repeated three times.

In contrast, the time difference between the outside and the inside was not yet meaningful, so it took more time to recover my strength.

My heart was racing, but I was not in a hurry. It is not a martial art that can be achieved overnight, and consistency is key to training. Repeat and repeat. If you do that, you will soon be at the next level.

Next is Guhwamagong.

Once I became familiar with the mind method of Nine Fire Magic Gong, I began training in earnest, starting with the first method. It was a difficult yet profound martial art, but I calmly analyzed the techniques and progressed little by little.

I plan to exercise my first instinct today.

The first herbivorous method of Guhwamagong is destruction.

From the first herbivorous method, it is just destruction. It means that if you are a person, you will definitely die.

I controlled my mind by staring at the wooden doll standing in front of me. When I thought my body and mind were ready, the black magic sword was pulled out.

Saaaaagh.

The doll’s neck fell off in one fell swoop. It was a faster sword method than the Changcheon method, which is a quick sword method of the Bicheon sword method.

So, is Jeil Herbivory a success? It was a failure.

I slowly approached and looked at the wooden doll whose head had fallen off.

There was a faint trace of a sword line on his back. There were no traces on the left or right.

The annihilation ceremony was a herbivorous attack in which four sword energy flew simultaneously from the front, rear, left and right sides of the opponent at the moment of exhalation.

Think about it.

What if, in a flash, sword energy flies from not just one, but four places at the same time? It wasn’t a sword aimed at the same place either. They fly in from four directions, each targeting a different location.

The sword from the front flies towards the neck, the back from the back, the sword from the left flies towards the waist, and the sword from the right flies towards the legs.

However, the sword energy was still only flying properly from the front, and the sword energy from the other three directions was not flying properly.

I closed my eyes for a moment and thought about Gugyeol.

After organizing the composition, he unleashed his sword energy towards the new wooden doll.

I looked at the wooden doll again. This time the back was cut off and the neck was left intact.

I repeated it over and over again, but Jeil Chosik did not unfold as planned. Something was missing.

My father said he wanted to see my interpretation of Guhwamagong.

Is this how my nine fire magic techniques can surpass my father’s? I had faith in him, but I wasn’t sure if he would be able to use the nine fire magic techniques that surpassed his father.

While I was wrapping my head around it, I suddenly realized something.

The desire to become stronger than my father’s Guhwamagong is actually holding me back. That greed, coupled with the desire to be recognized by my father, is dragging my ankle even more heavily.

This is not my way.

I left the training center straight away.

* * *

When I entered Cheonmajeon, my father was looking out the window with his back to me.

“Come up here.”

“yes.”

I walked down the bloody path, climbed the stairs, and stood next to my father. It always felt good to look at the school scene side by side with my father, but now that I am the head of the small school, I stand side by side with him.

“We have decided to double the amount of poison manufactured in Cheondokrim.”

“Why is that answer?”

When I asked, pretending not to know, my father looked at me. Since I know that you have been interacting with the Poison King recently, you may be guessing that I had some influence on this decision.

My father’s eyes turned out the window again. After being silent for a moment, my father spoke softly.

“Do not provoke the poison king. He is the person who can be the beginning and end of everything.”

I knew what that meant. This means that a war could break out or it could end the war. Soldiers are bound to be sensitive to poison. Because a lifetime of training can end with just one reading.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

My father turned to me and asked.

“Why did you come today?”

“I came to see you because I had something to ask your father.”

“What please?”

“Please use the method of destruction on me.”

My father was startled by the unexpected words.

“Do you want to die after becoming the heir?”

“That can’t be right.”

I opened my chest.

“I even wore a top coat of arms and a royal robe. “I’m asking you to use it just enough so that I don’t die.”

“The reason is?”

“I want to experience it firsthand and get a feel for it.”

Originally, I should have learned more from my father. However, my father only gave me the minimal interpretation because he wanted to see my interpretation of Guhwamagong, so it was a request he could listen to.

“good night.”

After my father gave me permission, I stepped back and increased the distance.

Are you ready? Let’s go. All these words have been omitted.

The Heavenly Demon Sword was pulled out straight from my father’s hand.

Whoosh.

A really short and light wind sound.

At that moment I was shocked.

Four demons attacked from all directions at the same time.

My father’s destruction ceremony was not just four rays of sword energy flying at him. It was a sword technique in which the illusions of four terrifying evil spirits that would freeze one’s body just by looking at them appeared simultaneously in the east, west, south, and north, swinging their swords.

Kaaaang! Kaang!

I blocked two, one was shallow and the other hit my body straight.

Pop! grasp!

When the sword energy collided with the self-defense weapon, I flew away and rolled around on the floor.

“Ugh!”

It really hurt. I used Geukpumcheonjamsa, Gwihogap, and even self-defense equipment to block it, but my back really felt like it was going to break.

It’s a shame, because my father controlled my internal strength. If he had used it to the limit, I could have died from this one move. Even if he hadn’t died, he would have been fatally injured.

It was the first time I felt the fear of Guhwamagong.

And what I was curious about at this moment was this.

“If my level of nine fire magic goes up, will these demons appear during my destruction ceremony?”

My father nodded.

“It’s similar, but a different demon will appear.”

Similar but different.

What you are saying is that because the martial arts will be completed by interpreting the martial arts techniques differently, different demons will appear.

My heart started pounding. Seeing the Heavenly Demon Spirit was still a long way away, so I wanted to see my little demons at least at the destruction ceremony.

“Is this done?”

“That’s enough.”

I touched my waist, said hello, and was about to turn around when I asked my father.

“Have you by any chance given a name to those demons?”

That sneer was created at the corner of my father’s mouth.

“The Poison King likes to give names. “We’ve been hanging out a lot lately, so I guess I’ve been influenced by it.”

After politely greeting my father, I turned around.

My martial arts achievements are not just mine. If I come up with a different method of destruction than my father, he will also receive some inspiration from my Nine Fire Magic Gong. We will become stronger as we influence each other.

I spoke to my father at the end of the bloody road.

“When I visit you again, I will bring four friends.”

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