Chapter 95
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 95
Chapter Title: Going Awry (3)
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One strike!
And it wasn't even deliberate—just a simple defense. Despite sensing the danger and unleashing the hidden true essence of his Yin Evil Palm with full power, it had been utterly shattered by a casual swing of a fist technique. It was the moment when a lifetime of accumulated enmity crumbled into futility.
'What the hell is this guy?'
The relaxed smile that had adorned White Eye's face twisted into a hideous grimace. He had anticipated pursuit from the Beggars' Sect, and everything in his self-directed scheme had unfolded as planned. When the dangerous figure appeared, he had calculated the timing to meet with Juksal and acted accordingly.
But this guy was an unexpected variable.
First things first—he needed to recover. The silver lining was that the bastard seemed to have let his guard down, assuming he had completely subdued him.
"That's what happens when you half-ass your training. You should've at least mastered the basics before heading out."
"We know, but we had no choice when we were ordered to. Besides, we didn't know it would be this dangerous."
Mujin first dispersed the demonic energy lodged in their souls. It hadn't taken deep root, but it could seize the mind unnoticed in an instant.
"Brother-in-law, what brings you here?"
"Ran into a Beggars' Sect disciple on my way to find some Azure Vitality Oil."
Anyone overhearing might think he was just picking up something he'd left behind.
He didn't bother pondering whether to take her words at face value. To them, their brother-in-law was an extraordinary master. They said he'd beaten Hyunak Sword, but seeing it firsthand, he was even more impressive. The guy used eerie sorcery, but he'd been rendered helpless in a single blow.
Whatever the reason, he was their savior.
Today, their brother-in-law seemed to glow with a heroic aura. One wrong move, and they might not have even made it to their weddings before suffering a grim fate.
"Open your mouths first."
"Why our mouths?"
"The Azure Vitality Oil."
"Pardon?"
Mujin uncorked the vial and extracted four drops of the opaque, viscous milky liquid from the leather pouch using telekinesis, firing them evenly into his sisters-in-law's mouths.
Sip!
The women unwittingly swallowed the unintended droplets and were about to protest when an extraordinary energy surged through their bodies, snapping them to attention.
'...No way!'
'It was real?'
They'd thought it was a joke, but circulating their qi revealed it had instantly healed their internal injuries and boosted their inner energy. Further cultivation later would yield a substantial gain in power.
"I'll kill you! I'll kill you all!"
"What's that?"
"One of our sect's senior brothers."
"Ah, I see."
It was Chunhyeon, rampaging like a madman unable to distinguish reality. Suddenly, he charged at Mujin, drawing forth every ounce of his power like a puppet obeying a command.
Pa-at! Ku-da-da-dang!
Mujin swung casually.
It was a hassle to expend mental energy on a lunatic. Of course, it wasn't painless for the recipient. He tumbled across the ground dozens of times, crashed into a tree, and passed out.
Ah!
Senior Brother Chunhyeon's murderous aura had been fiercely intense. He wasn't in his right mind, and his body wasn't at full strength, but he was no pushover. Yet such a senior brother had been swatted away like a fly with the back of a hand.
"Why'd you bring a guy like that? Doesn't Mount Wudang have any talent?"
"That's not it."
A guy like Senior Brother Chunhyeon was considered talented. He possessed qualities that ranked him among the top three of Mount Wudang's younger generation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have caught the eye of the Hyuncheon Dojang.
But in front of their brother-in-law, such claims rang hollow. Getting knocked out by a casual flick reduced him to nothing, tarnishing Mount Wudang's reputation. In that instant, the sect seemed equated to mere flies.
"Senior Brother Chunhyeon isn't bad either."
"He's just a cut above you lot. Mount Wudang's got it rough."
"...!"
The sisters were at a loss for words.
They couldn't tell if it was praise or insult, and it left a sour taste. They hadn't realized it before, but their brother-in-law's arrogance was off the charts. Senior Brother Chunhyeon was better off passed out. Hearing that while conscious might drive him to qi deviation.
"Brother-in-law, never say that outside (people might draw swords)."
"No need to get sensitive over something trivial."
Was this really trivial?
He acted like it truly was, leaving them momentarily confused. But if a sect elder heard, swords would fly.
Still, his strength felt unreal. Had he always been this powerful? How did a guy like that get the reputation of a wastrel? Nothing added up, leaving them breathless.
"Focus on your circulation."
Mujin approached the monk kneeling on the ground.
Now that he looked at him, the guy seemed utterly pathetic. Even back then, Mujin hadn't rated his martial arts highly. Yet plenty of skilled opponents had fallen to him.
As the Ecstatic Eye reached its peak, they became the monk's puppets. Allies turned foes in an instant, leading to frequent defeats. That was one of the monk's terrors. He planted sorcery to activate later, leaving victims helpless.
Fundamentally, the guy was cunning as hell. He had a knack for steering any situation his way. The naive fell into traps, becoming his prey. He didn't look like much, but a perfected monk was hard to catch.
Thus, this encounter was endlessly gratifying for Mujin.
"Hey, no funny business."
"What do you mean?"
"Yeah, right."
"Come on, don't—Gah!"
White Eye had to scramble to his feet. Hesitate, and he'd be smashed face-first into the ground.
Kwa-aang! Jjeojeojeok!
He shot low across the ground before slamming into it. Cracks spiderwebbed around his feet like parched earth, unleashing a shockwave.
"Where do you think you're going."
Chak!
Mujin seized White Eye's ankle as he leaped. True to a monk, it was slender and delicate. On a woman, it'd be perfect.
Kkoduk! Keu-a-a-aak!
He crushed the ankle instantly. White Eye screamed in agony, but his ordeal wasn't over. Gripping the mangled ankle, Mujin slammed him into the ground.
Pa-a-a-ang!
After the brutal impact, as White Eye flopped like a frog, Mujin yanked the leg clean off.
Uu-jiji-jeok!
The leg approached unrealistically, but Mujin ignored it and tore off an arm too.
Keu-a-a-aak!
Enough screaming.
He drove his fist toward the dantian.
"...No!"
"Nothing's impossible in this world. You make it work. And if you say no, you think I'll back off?!"
Mujin shattered White Eye's dantian without hesitation. Even if it could heal, he'd ensure permanent crippling—no false hope.
"Oh, right, he's got hair."
It hit him then. In the future, this guy was bald. Seeing him with hair was shocking.
Thuduk! Thududuk!
Mujin made him monk-like. A monk shouldn't have hair.
A few strands remained, giving him a defrocked look.
"...Keu-eoeok!"
After destroying the martial artist's lifeline, Mujin grabbed White Eye's gushing neck and hoisted him up. Blood soaked the ground crimson. Excessive bleeding meant death was imminent.
"How's it feel, dying? Still thrilled down there, pulsing with ecstasy?"
Paradise was for the afterlife, so not entirely wrong. Mujin smirked victoriously at the dangling White Eye. The flailing was satisfying. Villains tasted best dying pathetic and wretched.
Of course, it clashed with Mujin's efficiency-focused nature.
"Now, smile for me."
"...Kuhuhuhuhu!"
Laughing on command in this state. It wouldn't look sane. A chilling scene unfolded. Just as something felt off,
Flash!
White Eye's eye, writhing in pain, spat a beam of light straight into Mujin's pupil.
Ecstatic Eye: Paradise Ecstasy - Gray Eye Frenzy Blood
It was absurd for the now-bald White Eye. No time for words. He'd thoroughly wrecked himself—limbs torn, dantian ruined.
"You'll regret not killing me!"
The Ecstatic Eye drew from innate energy, not inner power. Even without a dantian, it endured. Had Mujin snapped his neck instantly, maybe. Now, he'd inflict the worst torment.
"Gotcha, you monk."
"Act tough all you... Hngh!"
Mujin never acted without purpose. He wasn't one for inefficient kills. If killing, he ended it quickest. That way, the next died faster.
But needing clues on the Demonic Cult of the Demon God, inefficiency had its uses.
Soul-Piercing Demonic Eye
'Can you do it?'
-Don't compare me to that trash.
Tearing limbs and shattering the dantian had cornered him into activating his sorcery. Striking then with Soul-Piercing Demonic Eye would seize the Ecstatic Eye and dominate his mind. A desperate measure to minimize prohibition triggers.
Keu-a-a-a-aak!
White Eye's agonized scream erupted—not from survival struggle. The light-spitting eye submitted to Soul-Piercing Demonic Eye, turning bloodshot. Veins bulged, ready to burst.
"Please... stop!"
His face, twisted in pain and terror, starkly contrasted his earlier eerie smile. Trembling wildly, White Eye lost his soul, paling bloodlessly as his name suggested.
'Taking a while.'
-Don't rush me. This is delicate work no brute like you could dream of.
'Not impressed. Wouldn't do it anyway!'
-Shut it!
The irked Demon King intensified Soul-Piercing Demonic Eye. White Eye's suffering worsened. Like a shrimp's back in a whale fight, bursting endlessly.
'How is it?'
-He's just a mid-level pawn too.
'Disgusting lot.'
Core cult info was prohibited, and White Eye merely a mid-tier agent. But connections between mid-tiers confirmed.
-Dig deeper, and prohibitions trigger.
'Send him off his way.'
The Demon King opened Soul-Piercing Demonic Eye's illusory realm.
Trapped, White Eye experienced ecstasy turning to ultimate terror—his deepest fear manifest. A technique monks used to discard bait.
Barrururu!
As the illusory realm peaked, the monk shuddered violently and breathed his last. Extreme fear burst his eyes and veins. Agony etched on his face.
Hwarururu!
Mujin burned the corpse with Samadhi True Fire, leaving no remnants. Sorcerers sometimes revived as ghosts.
Mujin dusted his hands and turned.
Flinch!
Baek Yuhwa and Baek Yugyeong, witnessing every gruesome detail, shuddered. This wasn't the brother-in-law they knew. Tearing limbs, then incinerating. Denying the chills would be a lie.