Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

Jajak!

The troops filled the surroundings enough to the point where they could not see anything past them.

An intruder who climbed over the walls of the palace. In addition, he managed to steal this precious treasure of the family.

Be it because of his loyalty or because his head would be cut due to carelessness, there was no way this would be looked at in a good light.

War clouds were piling up, and the prince opened his mouth,

“Judging from your clothes… you seem from Kangho? I did nothing to disturb your life so what business do you have here?”

As expected of the man.

Chwi Gon was impressed. The fact that the words from this man held so many meanings.

Kangho and the imperial family did not interfere with each other; it meant that the imperial family did not touch the matters of warriors. This referred to not having either friendly nor hostile relations.

It was a complex thing what the man said.

Why did martial arts warrior step in here? And in the land of the imperial family specifically?

Now, did you do this alone or did the Murim of Kangho look down on the prince?

And before I kill you, speak of your affiliation. But—

“This one, what is he saying?”

“Kic!”

This unexpected thing happened. Perhaps because the words were too sophisticated, the old man could not understand the meaning.

It was a situation where not just the person himself, but the others were all shocked at his ignorance.

Chwi Gon said in a low tone,

“Well, this person is the prince, the third prince… Zhou Tae-jik.”

“Ah? He owns the land.”

Only then did Seol-Hwi nod his head like he understood.

Thanks to this, the expression of Jong Ju, the old man, and uniformed guard members went stiff.

No matter how skilled a person was in martial arts, in front of the imperial family they were mere commoners.

Therefore, government officials traditionally did not get along with them.

Right, powerful people were ignorant people who did not have titles.

This alone was frowned upon, and the warriors fought against it.

Crack!

From the official point of view, the Murim land was nothing more than a mischievous people who did not care about the order of the public.

And he wanted to kill every single one of them, but the third prince spoke first,

“Right. I am the owner of this place. Now will you answer this question?”

“Ah, I… hmm…”

Seol-Hwi thought for a moment and tilted his head, then said,

“We haven’t met each other other than today, so is there any need to give the details out? Stop dragging things and move out.”

“…!”

“…!”

For a moment the pricne was speechless. No, not just him, the uniformed guards too were the same, and even Chwi Gon’s face contorted.

E-even so how…

Since they will not meet each other again, get out of the way? This to the owner of this place?

This was beyond arrogance or ignorance, this was a straight-up insult which would result in being beheaded.

“Now, move.”

Seol-Hwi not caring gestured for Chwi Gon to move.

Warriors lined up on the left and right, the prince with his troops were looking at them, and the archers were just a few feet away.

“Uh, uh…”

Chwi Gon followed Seol-Hwi hesitantly while taking in their gazes.

His heart was on the verge of tears, but if he did not follow this man here, he would be killed either way.

“…Fun, this one.”

The third prince, who was watching this until the end, let out a hysterical laugh.

How dare this common man, a thief at that, act this arrogant in front of so many people?

He was not sure if he should be angry at the guy who did not know the prince or praise him for not backing down.

“Your highness. Just give me the order.”

Crack

Jong Ju, the high-ranking warrior, was showing signs that he would rush over and kill this man, but the prince raised his hand.

Chak!

Dozens of archers who received the order aimed towards Seol-Hwi.

And he lowered the hand which made the archers release their bowstrings.

Swish!

Dozens of arrows were flying in at once. At the same time, Chwi Gon, who was watching this, looked completely scared. It was then—

Swish–

Tuk

However, instead of flying, the arrows stopped suddenly.

“Uh? Uhuh?”

The rain of arrows stopped in the air. Something which was so insane that no one would even imagine this. The archers, the prince, and the ranking officials were all unsure of what was happening.

Crack. Crack.

There was another shocking thing which happened. The swords of the soldiers standing were pulled out.

Srng!

“Kuak!”

“Ack!”

Swish!

The swords which moved ahead began to change direction and faced their own owners.

“…!!!”

The eyes of the third prince were shocked at this. With a single flick of hand, the arrows were stopped and numerous swords were drawn and aimed.

“…”

“…”

No one could open their mouths now.

Jong Ju, who was about to run and draw his sword also stood there.

In silence, where the sound of a pin drop could be heard, Seol-Hwi turned and spoke to the man known as the prince,

“You are the prince of this land right? I understand your pride. Is that pride more important than the lives of your subordinates?”

“…”

“Y-you, what sophistry are you up to after being a thief!”

While the prince could not even speak right, Jong Ju barely managed to shout with all his might.

Driving the soldiers to death just out of pride showed the lack of qualifications for a leader. But to just step back when a treasure is stolen is that of a foolish leader.

“Thief. Well, it is right, but it is funny when a thief calls another a thief.”

“W-what?”

“Isn’t this something any official knows? If the officials saved something, then where should the items go?”

“…!”

Beijing.

If there was anything that was precious, be it pills or medicine, it was the law to send it to Beijing and present it to the Emperor.

What was this situation now? The pill should have been sent to the emperor. What did this mean?

A betrayal.

The story of how the third prince has conspired and worked with the soldiers to steal a precious pill which was supposed to be presented to the emperor.

The fact that one of the beloved escort services was killed for that, an unfair victim.

“I have a question. What is the need for the imperial family to go after the Doll Snow Ginseng? And to act this way?”

Seol-Hwi asked one more time.

In the first place, he hoped for a pill which had not been touched by humans. Be it side effects or not he wanted the entire presence of internal energy within it, so it did not matter what form it was in.

But like today’s pill, it could be processed to the point where even normal humans can eat it without cultivation… it will not be incorrect but the efficacy falls. It felt like he had suffered a loss.

“…Who cares who takes it?”

The uniformed guard’s leader, Jong Ju shouted.

Shh

Seol-Hwi turned his head and saw the prince. His eyes.

The reddish form covered in white spots with broken veins.

“Was it to treat the illness of the prince?”

“…H-how are?”

Jong Ju was shocked. He did have a disease called muscular degeneration.

The most terrible one which caused white spots on the eye, blood vessel bleeding, and loss of vision, permanently.

Since most medicines and herbs cannot cure him, and they could only delay the outcome, he sought out the pill.

And it was made into these small sized ones so that his body is not affected by any side effects.

“I don’t know what you are thinking but that isn’t how you treat it, and often… a side effect called diabetes comes.”

“…Diabetes ?”

“Right. The pancreas loses the function it has, and the thyroid gland below the neck turns hyperactive, leading to a disease in metabolism… No, you will not understand from hearing it. I too have never seen this properly, so I don’t know… it is just something like that.”

Shhh

The old man who spoke things which made no sense. Seol-Hwi patted his chest and pointed to the prince.

“To put it in simple words, you mean to cure your illness, so you stole the ginseng and made it into pills, right? I am going to take it, and you will risk your lives to save it?”

“…Third prince. It is being overly simplified, but well. It is as the man said.”

“Right. Then, I am that person. No, if it cures the illness of the prince, there is no problem with taking it, right? Is that wrong?”

“…”

Jong Ju was silent for a moment.

If this crazy warrior, in the prince’s view, says that the illness of the prince can be cured, then there was no need to make pills and eat it.

Well, according to the physicians, the ginseng was not limited to the disease alone but had other health benefits. It was said to have the effect of increasing the energy in the body, which most warriors depended on…

“…Is that… possible?”

The power of those holding the swords and disrupting the city peace had nothing to do with his original goal.

The third prince. As long as the owner of the land was in good condition and ruled the land, everything was fine.

“If you are trying to escape by lying…”

“What about it?”

“…”

Right. What can be done? Even though he surrounded the man with hundreds of soldiers, they held no threat.

Cold sweat came down the face of Jong Ju, who was worried, and the old man smiled.

And he spoke,

“Will you step aside now?”

“Phew…”

Chwi Gon was lying under the shadow of a tree.

The old man who had said he would have a small meeting with the prince, and had not come out for a while now. In the meantime, Chwi Gon was in deep thought.

The old man, is he a real saint?

When caught by the prince, he thought it was death. But as if a fairy tale was playing out, the arrows stopped and the swords moved on their own.

Was this not a realm in the Taoists arts which only the Romance of Three Kingdoms held?

This was not all. The medicine shortage and the face of the prince who was being shown a new treatment which would work.

It was his first time seeing a person look that blessed.

A truly happy expression as if the long standing illness will finally be cured.

“So, if that person is a saint, then I am with a saint?”

The face of Chwi Gon brightened.

And he turned sullen again.

“It is a good person, but…”

This was because he was now in a situation where he was under the kill order of the Murim alliance. On suspicion of killing the Lord’s son.

Maybe it was because of the guesthouse. The murderer changed from Chwi Gon to the old man.

But even so, he would have to appear in front of the Murim Alliance and be interrogated at least once.

No matter how much the Murim Alliance claimed it was fair, he knew how it really was.

“Should I inform the old man? Uh? He is coming.”

A far sight. And when he blinked, this small dot turned into a fist, it had to be the old man.

“Uhuh.”

“Did it all go well?”

When Seol-Hwi arrived and greeted him, Chwi Gon had an awkward laugh.

Of course, Seol-Hwi noticed it and asked,

“Why is your face like this?”

“That…”

Chwi Gon explained the situation which brought back an unexpcted answer.

“Ah, do not worry about that, the leader’s son is alive and well.”

“… Uh?”

“He trusted his father’s strength too much and was mistreating other people, so I had to correct his bad habits. And I had someone take care of the guy for a few days… He must already be home by now.”

“HUHHHHH!?”