Chapter 28
Chapter 28
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: Destined to Die by the Sword
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Heavenly Strong Body has a cure.
At those words, I widened my eyes and stared at him.
But soon, I let out a sigh.
If there really was a cure, his body wouldn't be in such a state.
"You're full of it... Huh?"
Mid-sentence, I froze, eyes bulging in shock.
Empty air.
Suddenly, a woman appeared there.
"Hah! Haah!"
A white-haired woman, panting heavily as she materialized.
She glanced around wildly,
"Th-there it is!"
She shouted and charged straight at me.
As an ominous glint in her eyes made me try to back away,
Chill—
A cold sensation touched my cheek.
In the blink of an eye, she'd closed the distance and was groping my face.
"I-It’s real... I can touch it."
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Haa... Haaang! It’s real... I can really touch it...!"
Hot breath washed over me as the woman fondled my face.
I was flustered by the sudden situation, but only for a moment.
"Um, your hands..."
I tried to speak up, but the words caught in my throat.
Her expression as she groped my body—it looked somehow broken.
I was utterly overwhelmed by it.
"Haa. Haaang!"
With me offering no resistance, she now rubbed her cheek against mine.
Finally snapping out of it, I gently pushed her away.
Just as I'd secured some safe distance,
"Why run away, young master? Didn't you want to lie in bed with me?"
Her words left me dumbfounded.
I realized who she was.
"N-No way? Snow Girl-nim?"
She laughed at my question.
"What? You only just figured it out?"
"...Well, yeah. You've never shown your face before. The photo just had that..."
I trailed off, unable to finish.
She pouted coyly.
"Excuses."
Saying that, she reached for my face again, lifting her mask just a bit.
Her obscured features came into view—a white-haired woman beaming brightly.
"I recognized you right away, even with your mask on."
Her words left me scratching the back of my head awkwardly.
"Well then, let's go do that thing you wanted, young master."
"Huh? What thing?"
Snow Girl smirked at my confusion.
"You know."
No, I don't.
Before I could retort,
She grabbed me and started dragging me somewhere.
As danger instincts kicked in and I tried to resist,
Crack—
My hand froze solid.
Her hand and mine were encased in ice together.
Panicking, I looked at Snow Girl,
"Hehe. I'm not letting go."
That expression reminded me of elves—chills ran down my spine.
Trembling, I glanced sideways.
Windpun Old Fist was grinning.
"Tsk tsk. Want me to save you? Become my disciple?"
"...Life really..."
I sighed, weighing which future was worse,
When,
"Where'd you go, Myo!"
"Awoo! Awooo! Aoong!"
Ruby and the wolf pup's scoldings rang out.
Snapping to attention, I looked around.
No people, no inn—nothing.
Just endless forest everywhere.
We were back on the Abandoned Continent.
Relieved, I vowed,
"...I'm never leaving the Abandoned Continent again."
My brief vacation was over.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Shihanbu had vanished from Hebei.
Windpun Old Fist slowly stroked his chin, gazing at the woman before him.
Bing Seol-hwa stood where his eyes lingered.
"Find her! Bring that swordswoman here right now!"
Bing Seol-hwa's urgent voice echoed across all of Hebei.
She was hounding the Ice Palace warriors to quickly locate the woman who wielded the Ego Sword.
"Just as the rumors said."
Windpun Old Fist murmured softly.
Bing Seol-hwa's moniker was Ice Flower.
True to the beautiful name praising her like an "ice blossom," she was stunning.
Not only did men around sneak peeks,
They circled endlessly just to keep looking.
But to Windpun Old Fist, her inner essence mattered more than her shell.
"They said peak Transcendent entry-level."
He clicked his tongue.
The world's assessment was bullshit.
She had already reached peak Transcendent mastery.
At just marriageable age, facing the wall head-on.
"What a freak."
Having evaluated Bing Seol-hwa, Windpun Old Fist turned to the opposite side.
There lay the Heavenly Demon he'd beaten down.
"That kid's a freak too."
The Heavenly Demon, unknown to the world.
At marriageable age, she'd already entered Transcendent.
And crossed the threshold mid-battle.
Given ten more years, victory wouldn't have been assured.
"Tsk tsk. Two such women tied to my disciple."
A smile crept onto Windpun Old Fist's lips, as if sensing the winds of change in the future martial world.
"Unique Gallery, was it?"
He'd known of its existence but paid it no mind.
Now, he logged in.
Snow Girl had told him his disciple was trapped on the Abandoned Continent, broadcasting.
Entering the gallery, he began reading the slowly posting threads.
💬 Unique Gallery — Anonymous [Shihanbu, when the hell are you coming baaaack!!!] — Anonymous [Life's so boring without Shihanbu.] — Anonymous [It's been 28 hours since the stream went dark.] — Anonymous [He dead?] Countless posts desperately sought his disciple.
And not just that.
— Anonymous [Wanna lick Shihanbu-nim all over.] — Anonymous [Elf's secret selfie! World Tree eyes only~] — Anonymous [Stay put, World Tree-nim! We'll handle the licking!] Numerous women threw themselves at his disciple.
Seeing that, Windpun Old Fist foresaw one future.
"Fated to die stabbed by countless women in his old age."
Clicking his tongue, he made a resolution.
Before that day came, pass on all his arts and groom a successor.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Under a ceiling thick with the stench of rotten wood and blood.
The Heavenly Demon slowly flexed her fingers.
A tremor at her fingertips—not death, but the sensation of survival.
"...Am I alive?"
She rasped in a hoarse voice.
At that moment,
Bang—
"Master!"
"You're awake!"
"We thought you were a goner!"
One girl and three boys rushed in.
Her disciples from the Divine Cult.
They flung themselves into her arms, sobbing the moment they entered.
She patted their backs and asked,
"How am I alive?"
Windpun Old Fist.
She was fated to die by that man's hand.
Yet here she was, alive—baffling.
Her first disciple, Ye-ran, wiped tears with her sleeve and answered.
"Shihanbu... Vice Cult Leader Shihanbu appeared and saved you."
"The Vice Leader? Where is he?"
"He saved you, Heavenly Demon-nim, then vanished immediately."
Incredible words.
But undeniable.
"So the Vice Leader saved me..."
Recalling Shihanbu's face briefly, she pulled the blanket up to her chin.
"...I showed him my ugly side."
Her disciples shook their heads at her words.
"Ugly? You were amazing, Master!"
"Right! Against Windpun Old Fist, who punches dinosaurs barehanded!"
"We're proud of you for holding your own against him!"
At their words, the Heavenly Demon lowered the blanket.
And asked slyly,
"...Does the Vice Leader think so too?"
Her disciples faltered.
For a moment flustered by this uncharacteristic side from their iron-willed master,
Ye-ran spoke up.
"He surely does. The Vice Leader was proud of you."
Ye-ran recounted Shihanbu's words from that day.
How he'd said if she'd killed him, it would've been deserved.
The Heavenly Demon smiled brightly.
"The Vice Leader said that... Hehe. He remembered what I told him well."
Beaming happily, she eyed her sword.
"Still, a debt is a debt. I must repay the price of my life."
She declared she'd give him her sword.
Her disciples panicked.
They knew what that sword was.
"Master, even so... Giving away the cult's divine treasure, Heaven Breaker..."
The Heavenly Demon shook her head at Ye-ran's protest.
"It's fine for him. No—in fact, only for him."
No one objected further.
They understood her heart.
"And I've had a realization."
She murmured, swinging her empty hand.
A vivid sword slash etched into the floor.
Her disciples' jaws dropped at the sight, conjured without a blade.
Smiling at them, the Heavenly Demon said,
"Windpun Old Fist. I realized it clashing with him."
Heaven Breaker, which cleaved even iron.
She'd realized its sharpness hindered her growth.
"I will grow stronger. Can you keep up?"
Her disciples clasped fists in unison.
Pleased, the Heavenly Demon opened the gallery.
To give Shihanbu her sword.
The moment she searched his name,
A live stream popped up.
"He's streaming."
Murmuring, she hit play.
💬 Live Chat — Viewer -Please. Just one, pleeease. — Viewer -Shihanbu, begging you, gimme one too! — Viewer -Gimmeeee! Viewers begged Shihanbu desperately.
Wondering what the hell was going on,
Behind Shihanbu, something boiled in a massive cauldron.
"What is this now..."
The Heavenly Demon watched the screen with curious eyes.