Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Chapter 167: Taiji (2)

The Taiji Cultivation technique—

The leader of the justice faction, the Wudang Sect, and their martial arts were like a huge wall next to the Shaolin Sect.

There was a time when some of their martial arts and techniques were kept in the Demonic Sect, but due to the issue of pride they were thrown out.

Demonic arts were known to be rough and chaotic.

And the cultivation arts of the justice faction, especially of the Shaolin and Wudang were known to be peaceful and calm.

In other words, the complete opposite.

Since the people of the Demonic Sect experienced the power with their martial arts, the use of the other martial arts felt worthless to them. So it turned into a waste of space to have them.

To think that there was still a Taiji Cultivation book and that it was in the hands of the Earth Demon.

“Seol-Hwi. Do you know where I am from?”

“…”

“It might be absurd, but I’m from Wudang.”

“!?”

Seeing him thoroughly shocked, the Earth Demon smiled.

“Actually I had joined the Wudang Sect at first. When I was young, I heard that I was smart and talented. But when the sect leader realized that I was a ticking time bomb, he well, naturally, he kicked me out.”

“…”

“Well. That is how the forces of justice work. Anyway, it was said that I was a curse on myself and others and I was out on the streets starving to death. If the sect leader hadn’t brought me here, I would have died right then.”

“I-I didn’t…”

Seol-Hwi was shocked with no idea how to react.

The Earth Demon was from Wudang? And the sect leader brought him because he was dying? He had never heard about this before.

“Well, for a time to come when I am sharing the old times like this… take this already. The cultivation technique here is the most basic one in Wudang but actually it holds everything essential to the Wudang Sect. It isn’t lacking in any way.”

<You have obtained the Taiji Cultivation technique.> <You have learned the technique.>

The moment he read that, countless words came to his head.

There were things about unfamiliar martial arts, yin and yang, and the five elements in the world.

Among them, the thing Seol-Hwi was most shocked about was that there were quite a few things that contradicted the rules of the Demonic Sect he had previously learned.

“And you know. This…”

Not caring about him, the Earth Demon continued.

Most of this was his last life, yet even so he turned into a secret warrior.

<Congratulations. You have ‘become the secret warrior of the Earth Demon.’>

The Heavenly Events Order is what he held. Seol-Hwi became a captain right then, and as of now, the martial arts he had were lacking, so he had to train.

And Ma Taryong was now his subordinate. After Seol-Hwi heard everything he had to say, he bowed and left.

There were many things he had to take care of right away, so he had to hurry.

“Heavenly Events Order captain. The new residence is this way…”

“No, I have somewhere to go first.”

“Uh?”

Hahaha!

Seol-Hwi immediately left the guide who was supposed to direct him to his new place.

A new place? Well, he had already checked it in his last life so that wasn’t the important thing now.

The lost items—

He had to hurry up and take them before someone else got their hands on them.

As he ran from his place, he began to see the Supreme Pavilion in the distance and looked at two warriors near the wall.

Papat!

Seol-Hwi looked for a chance to move, and when they were both looking at another place he immediately attacked the guards.

“…?”

“…!”

Defeating two people at once, he quickly moved inside. Stepping onto the roof of the building, he moved at full speed.

The bathroom.

The place where the five things were thrown.

If someone had gone to clean the shithole, then it would be all over.

“Huk. Huk.”

Seol-Hwi who was running soon saw the place and opened the door.

Kiik!

Seol-Hwi was shocked by what was behind the wide open door. There was a man relieving himself and he looked familiar.

“Uh?”

“Y-you…!”

Jeok Myung.

Maybe it was because he was someone who took a long time, he was sitting there on the hole.

Seol-Hwi was shocked and turned his head right away.

“Y-you bastard! W-when a man is relieving himself…”

Jeok Myung couldn’t even wipe his ass, pulled his pants up, and rushed at him.

Puak!

“Kuak!”

But that was all. Seol-Hwi neatly avoided the enemy’s punch and struck back with his foot.

Thud!

Jeok Myung groaned as he collided with the wall of the bathroom, and soon he tried to get up again.

Puak! Puak!

“Ack! Kuak!”

However, after being kicked in the face and stomach, Jeok Myung soon turned limp.

Bubble

And then his mouth began to foam up. How can… he get hit like this.

“Ah, I will leave your pants up.”

Seol-Hwi frowned and turned his head.

He lost his eyes, and his heart was being rushed, so he ended up seeing things that he could not unsee.

“Uh. Maybe this worked out?”

After thinking about it, it seemed like he managed to avoid something dirty. Seol-Hwi closed the door and waited for a while until Jeok Myung got up.

Shh. Shhh.

The man came to his senses at the sound of his clothes being pulled out and drawled up.

Seol-Hwi was waiting for him to come from the hole and grinned.

“So long, Jeok Myung.”

“You bastard, when did you get so strong…”

Chak!

Before he could even speak, Seol-Hwi slapped him.

“Call me hyung. Don’t you know the rules of the sect? I am stronger than you.”

“…Ah, yes hyung.”

He changed right away and started to be respectful. Of course he still had a crumpled expression.

“Right. It has been a long while since I saw you and I have a task for you.”

“Task? What task?’

“Go down there.”

“…Uh?”

Jeok Myung titled his head and Seol-Hwi kindly said,

“Last time I ended up dropping something in the shithole, so pick them up for me.”

“M-me?”

“Then, should I go down?”

When Seol-Hwi moved, his eyes widened.

There were a lot of emotions there. He thought of a fight happening, not being able to win, being beaten, and being curious of how strong the person was.

Those emotions.

Chak!

“Ah, I cannot stand it.”

When Seol-Hwi’s palm showed flame, Jeok Myung flinched.

He was a warrior, so he knew what this meant.

“Ah, I found it!

“Ahaha! There should be more!?

“My hands are rotting here… give me a moment to catch my breath!

“Found…

“I cannot! Not anymore!

“I found another!”

Jeok Myung who hated the thought of being in poop still did his best. To be precise Seol-Hwi made him do his best.

“Here.”

The sword of his own and the Supreme Pavilion Lord’s long blade too. Seol-Hwi who got them and even his shoes back tilted his head.

“Uh? There should be one more?”

“It cannot be. I clearly checked it.”

“Um…”

Seol-Hwi looked suspiciously at him.

“Please believe me! I ran my hands through every corner in that shithole. There is nothing left!”

“Ah? Right, I threw It up.”

At the fierce denial, Seol-Hwi nodded his head as if he remembered something.

The belt, it was something he threw right before he died behind the bathroom.

Seol-Hwi searched the back.

“Where is it?”

Step

Seol-Hwi moved around and touched the grass as he turned the head back and forth to find it.

In the meantime, he felt a strange feeling in his hands and then the belt was found.

“Wow! Here it is! Thank… uh?”

At that moment he felt a cold feeling rush through his body.

“Diee!!!”

Jeok Myung, who was silent until then, tried to attack Seol-Hwi in surprise.

Puak!

But it was blocked so easily.

No, before that Seol-Hwi’s, hand which he swung to block, moved for the body.

“Ah… I failed to control my strength.”

He hurriedly checked the status, but the man died. So he carried the body into the bathroom and—

Splash

“I feel bad dude.”

The corpse was once again submerged into the pile of shit. Even so, he wondered if this was too much…

“Well, if you die, you die right… there is no need to be sorry then?”

After putting the man down, Seol-Hwi soon turned around.

Now that he found the things, it was time to find out if the weapons were fine.

“Hm… how…”

He looked at the places where his subordinates had fought. However, no matter how many times he moved around, he couldn’t see their weapons.

It was strange. There should be four weapons from his men.

I should find at least one…

He searched closely but he found nothing. What did this mean? Did someone take them?

And Seol-Hwi realized that he had made a mistake.

Ah! It doesn’t matter if everyone lives, right?

The weapons only drop when the holder dies. Then what if they were alive when he died?

It was right to not find them, as they are in the hands of his men.

“I will have to check that.”

Seol-Hwi turned around. There was no need to stay here anymore so he moved to the residence he knew about.

“Captain? Where were you?”

“Wow, look at how good this place is?”

As expected, when he went to the new place, the subordinates greeted him with a smile.

They have them.

Seol-Hwi touched his chest.

Indeed, it seemed that he was the only one who died in his last life. Each of his subordinates were holding their weapons.

“Sniff. But doesn’t it smell odd?’

“I know… it smells funky right?”

Yong Jin reacted to Imugi’s words, and seeing that, Seol-Hwi hurriedly moved.

Shit.

It was because he hadn’t washed the weapons yet. It was kind of a regrettable moment that Jeok Myun was killed before doing it and twice in the same place.

“Phew…”

That night, there was a lot happening

Seol-Hwi sat cross legged in his room to solve the problem of his by using Taiji Cultivation.

“If I use the demonic attribute and unite them, what path will I be walking?”

Suddenly, he felt curious.

Demonic nature and pure qi were now moving within his body.

In this situation, if he can control the demonic nature with Taiji Cultivation, will he be able to succeed and maybe rise to a higher level?

Or will the demonic qi gain more power through this and he will rise to a higher level on the demonic side?

No one knew it for sure.

“No matter what, I need to become Peak Demon to meet the AI.”

It was because of that, that he returned to this time.

The AI holds all the keys to solving this.

He probably even knew about Goo Jong-myung coming over, what crisis would happen in the future, and what path to take.

“Phew. Let’s take it slowly then.”

Seol-Hwi recalled the teachings of Taiji Cultivation.

Focus on the internal energy.

As he began to follow the chant which was written, his dantian started to warm up. And as a result, when the change occurred and his dantian felt active, the effect of an increase in vitality could be seen.

This was normally known to be the refinement of energy, the most basic in the dantian.

Then suddenly at some point the energy began to circle around.

And the pace was gradually increasing.

This, will it end in an instant?

Seol-Hwi thought so and he began to check the harmony of it.

Rumble

As the circulation increased, he began to get more excited.

Wasn’t this what Songhwa was speaking about? The harmony?

But…

As the energy was circulating, a thought came.

He didn’t know just how many times he had to do this.

How many times does it take for this to end? Will 40,000 circulations be enough?

Fortunately or unfortunately, Seol-Hwi still didn’t understand the meaning of the time of the cosmos.