Chapter 12
Chapter 12
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: uly
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Flower Spirit God (2)
-----------------------------------------------------------------
The flower’s scream resembled the Shaolin Lion’s Roar, the finest sound technique in the martial world, compressed to its essence.
“I told you. It’s not easy.”
“What the hell is this? Why is the flower screaming?”
“Heavenly Demon, it’s because your brushstrokes are too rough. You have to paint slowly and gently along the grain.”
Clicking her tongue, Jang Chaewon pressed the brush she held against the tree standing next to the flower.
“I’ll handle this one.”
Swish.
But the tree, which had been standing still with its eyes closed, twisted its body wildly to evade Jang Chaewon’s touch.
“Um, could you stay still, please?”
Even at Jang Chaewon’s plea, the tree merely snorted and spun around, dodging the brush.
“Loach Technique?”
The tree’s movements perfectly replicated the evasion martial art derived from a loach’s wriggling, the Loach Technique.
“What are these, shopkeeper? Are they martial arts masters?”
“Argh, no, it’s not that… They’re just a disobedient flower and tree.”
-Kya啊啊啊啊!
Swish, swish.
Only then did the Heavenly Demon understand the Flower Spirit God’s words, as he watched the screaming flower and the tree deftly evading Jang Chaewon’s brush with its eyes closed.
“…They’re so finicky that I have to handle them delicately…….”
‘They call this finicky around here?’
The Heavenly Demon stepped forward as he gazed at the half-mad flower and tree.
“Shopkeeper, how about we switch?”
“Huh?”
“I’ll paint the tree, and you paint the flower.”
“Yeah. Sounds good.”
As Jang Chaewon stepped aside, the Heavenly Demon crossed his arms and stared at the tree.
“Tricks like the Loach Technique are nothing to me.”
Swish.
As the Heavenly Demon reached out with the brush in hand, the tree twisted like a rubber doll, dodging every stroke.
But its opponent was the sky of the demonic path, the grandmaster of peerless martial arts, the Heavenly Demon.
“Foolish.”
The Heavenly Demon’s hand, holding the brush, unfolded into dozens of afterimages, beginning to track the tree’s erratic movements.
He was employing the supreme chaining interception of the demonic path, the Heavenly Moon Mysterious Ring.
Whirrrrl.
As the tree’s movements sped up, the Heavenly Demon’s hand shadows multiplied into dozens, then hundreds.
Thud.
Finally, overwhelmed by brushstrokes across its entire body, the tree covered itself with both hands and dropped to its knees.
“Victory is mine.”
-Kya啊啊啊啊!
At that moment, the flower beside it unleashed the Lion’s Roar again. Jang Chaewon, who had been painting carefully, had pressed a bit too hard, and it started freaking out once more.
Watching this, the Heavenly Demon’s eyes flashed crimson as he raised a finger.
“I’ll shut that mouth for you.”
“No, don’t! You’ll scare the plants!”
Stopping the Heavenly Demon, Jang Chaewon brought her face close to the flower and whispered softly.
“I’m really sorry. Can you bear with it just a little, even if it hurts? I’ll finish up quick.”
A mystical glow emanated from Jang Chaewon’s eyes, shining like the blue sea.
The flower, standing rigid as it stared into her eyes, suddenly shyly turned its head away.
“Thanks. I’ll paint you right up.”
“Hmm.”
The Heavenly Demon watched Jang Chaewon resume painting with a wink and one eye squinted, his gaze peculiar.
* * *
“Now just this one left.”
Before the Heavenly Demon and Jang Chaewon stood a tree that appeared to be centuries old, piercing the sky.
This tree, seemingly over ten zhang tall, was fortunately just a normal-looking tree aside from its size.
“I see. This one was the most withered.”
The Heavenly Demon looked up at the tree and furrowed his thick brows.
“Of all places, the wilted parts are at the top.”
The top was nothing but thin, sparse branches, making it impossible to paint without hovering in midair.
“Can you manage it?”
“Of course. I lack the inner energy for Ground Flight Technique… but there are other ways.”
Setting down the white pail, the Heavenly Demon dipped the brush generously into the liquid inside.
“Huuu.”
Unleashing a movement technique, the Heavenly Demon shot up into the air in one breath.
Splat.
His heavy body lightly landed on a spindly branch near the top. His form swayed slightly with every gust of wind.
Any martial artist who saw it would have applauded it as the pinnacle of One Reed Crossing the River.
Stroke, stroke.
After carefully painting the parched branches, the Heavenly Demon descended back down. But then……
Rumble, crack.
The ground suddenly sank like a pit, swallowing the white pail whole.
“Wha-what? No!”
Hearing Jang Chaewon’s scream, the Heavenly Demon’s eyes widened.
The liquid in the pail had vanished completely in the blink of an eye.
“You dare steal under my very nose?”
The Heavenly Demon dropped to the ground swiftly and flattened himself against it.
In an instant, crimson bloodlight burst from his pupils, while his ears twitched like those of a living animal.
He had activated the pinnacle Striking Air Stealing Ear Technique.
“You vermin!”
Roaring like thunder, the Heavenly Demon leaped over twenty zhang in a single stride. Launching into the air, he spotted the wriggling earth near a boulder.
“Divine Dragon Tail Swing!”
With his head down toward the ground, the Heavenly Demon unleashed a palm strike.
Boom! Dirt exploded upward, sending a yellowish snake flying.
“Grk!”
The snake spun once in midair and transformed into a young man in yellow robes.
“Who the hell are you!”
“You?”
Flames of an active volcano erupted from the Heavenly Demon’s eyes.
“Not only did you steal my things, but you dare call me ‘you’?”
“Hmph, a mere lackey working the territory…….”
But those words didn’t continue. The Heavenly Demon had closed in like lightning and seized the young man’s throat.
“Those your last words?”
The Heavenly Demon, surpassing the Divine Demon Great Emperor as the supreme demonic figure of past and present. As he exuded killing intent, it felt as if the mountains and trees themselves trembled.