Chapter 50 – In Search of a Fateful Encounter (7)

Yu-jin nodded at the sight and left the room with Na Ye-jin. When he and Na Ye-jin came out, Eun Seol-rin and Ran had brought only the most crucial items from the rooms they were in charge of.

Although the remaining items were numerous, their combined value was less than what Eun Seol-rin and Ran had brought, so Yu-jin held no lingering attachment.

“Then, let’s go.”

It was time to say goodbye to this troublesome place.

*Rumble, rumble, crash!*

After exiting the now completely desolate Martial Emperor’s Tomb, Yu-jin immediately caused it to collapse entirely.

He had taken all the most important things, but that didn’t mean what was left inside was worthless.

The remaining items alone could make countless people rich or turn them into masters. Yu-jin did not want that.

“What’s mine will always be mine.”

Yu-jin’s philosophy was that once he had passed through a place, everything in it belonged to him, even if he never returned. That was why he had completely destroyed the Martial Emperor’s Tomb, so no one else could claim it.

“Now, let’s go.”

Leaving the completely collapsed tomb behind, Yu-jin and the women moved toward their final destination. Of course, he didn’t forget to secure rooms at an inn first.

* * *

Yu-jin smiled as he looked at Eun Seol-rin and Ran. Having formed a master-disciple relationship, the women excitedly sucked his member simultaneously.

His massive member, disappearing and reappearing between the lips of the two beautiful disciples, glistened with saliva and bulged with unsightly veins, looking utterly obscene.

“Me too…”

Na Ye-jin called out to Yu-jin, caressing her already flooded flower with her hand.

But Yu-jin only stroked her head before thrusting his member into Eun Seol-rin’s flower.

Na Ye-jin shivered as the member filled Eun Seol-rin’s red petals. Ran inserted a finger into Na Ye-jin’s flower and began to conquer it with her tongue.

“Ah, no! I… I want Yu-jin! Huaaang!”

Reaching her peak at the same time as Eun Seol-rin, Na Ye-jin let out a loud cry. But their lovemaking was not over; Yu-jin approached Na Ye-jin as she climaxed. Their activities only came to a complete end as dawn broke.

“Haa… haa… haa…”

Yu-jin smirked, looking at the exhausted women. They were a complete mess, covered in the pure white fluid he had released.

Yet, they were all smiling, seemingly pleased. Yu-jin covered them with a blanket and slowly rose from the bed.

“Now, only one thing remains: the arrangement left by the Thousand Martial Arts Master.”

The Thousand Martial Arts Master (千武者).

He was known to have knowledge of a thousand martial arts, from third-rate techniques to peerless divine arts, having mastered over four hundred of them and perfected more than a hundred. Like the Martial Emperor or the Heavenly Demon, he was one of the greatest masters of all time.

Although Yu-jin’s Nine Heavens Divine Demonic Arts was based on the Heavenly Demon’s martial arts, he would not have been able to create it without absorbing the soul of the Thousand Martial Arts Master.

‘My internal energy was overflowing thanks to the elixirs, but I lacked the martial arts to utilize it. On top of that, I had the secret manuals for peerless divine arts but couldn’t properly learn them.’

He had properly mastered the martial arts taught by the True Dragon Sword Clan and reached a high level, but studying other martial arts on his own was an incredibly difficult task.

He could easily learn things like movement techniques or pleasure arts, but the other peerless divine arts were too difficult to master alone.

At least with sword arts, the years he spent learning at the True Dragon Sword Clan were not in vain, so he could learn based on that experience.

‘Trying to self-study from secret manuals was truly insane.’

Yu-jin, who couldn’t be called particularly bright to begin with, found it impossible to learn martial arts from secret manuals that were practically written in code.

Wanting to learn more and varied martial arts, Yu-jin despaired at this fact. But he didn’t give up. He remembered a way to solve his problem.

‘The soul of the Thousand Martial Arts Master. That was truly the greatest thing I had ever planned. I was so grateful to the martial artists who killed him.’

The Thousand Martial Arts Master, who had perfected countless martial arts, was too strong. The people of his time grew fearful of his transcendent power and soon launched an all-out attack.

A fierce battle ensued, where bodies piled up like mountains and blood flowed like a sea, and finally, the Thousand Martial Arts Master was defeated by the warriors of the martial world.

‘But it didn’t end there.’

The Shaolin Abbot of that time did not want the Thousand Martial Arts Master to reincarnate and reappear in the world, so he destroyed his entire physical body and simultaneously sealed his soul within a sword.

Then, he created a great cavern deep within Poyang Lake, the site of the battle, and sealed the sword there.

They were relieved, thinking that no one would ever be able to inherit the legacy of the Thousand Martial Arts Master.

If not for Yu-jin’s existence, the seal would never have been broken.

“Who would know? That there is someone who inherited the legacy of the Thousand Martial Arts Master.”

Just as the Martial Emperor had passed on his memories and martial arts to Yu-jin, the soul of the Thousand Martial Arts Master also had Yu-jin inherit all of his knowledge.

It wasn’t that his internal energy increased or anything like that. Those things had already vanished when the Thousand Martial Arts Master lost his physical body.

However, Yu-jin was able to obtain the memories and experiences of the Thousand Martial Arts Master. Based on that, he learned the peerless divine arts he couldn’t comprehend before with just the secret manuals, allowing him to reach the Profound Realm.

It was safe to say that the Yu-jin of today would not exist if he hadn’t absorbed the soul of the Thousand Martial Arts Master.

“But even these are inferior to the source of the Thousand Martial Arts Master. The Primordial Chaos Divine Arts, which allows one to harmonize and combine all the martial arts they have learned. That alone, I could not inherit.”

Whether by fate or coincidence, the memory of that part was cut off. Fortunately, it wasn’t a major problem since he knew the location of the secret manual.

“The moment I master the Primordial Chaos Divine Arts, the Nine Heavens Divine Demonic Arts will be perfected. Then, I will no longer have to live in fear of anyone.”

He would no longer need to fear the clan he had been avoiding until now.

“Now, it’s time to move.”

Yu-jin smiled brightly. From his body, light and darkness flowed out simultaneously.

* * *

This was a story from six years ago.

There once was a sincere and simple young man. He was diligent, farming his land earnestly, and as if the heavens understood his efforts, they allowed him to reap rewards equal to his labor.

After working so hard, the young man married the most beautiful maiden in the village and they had two children.

Having passed through his twenties and into his thirties, he always wished to live happily like this. But perhaps the heavens grew jealous of all he had achieved. They bestowed upon him a trial he could not overcome.

“Aaaaaaah!”

*Fwoosh!*

The screams of people echoed as the village went up in flames.

Most of the able-bodied men lost their lives, and the women, regardless of age, were brutally violated by the villains who attacked the village.

Of course, his wife, the most beautiful in the village, was no exception.

“No! No!”

He charged at the villain with a kitchen knife.

But as an ordinary person, he stood no chance against martial artists. The villain violating his wife struck him in the chest with a palm strike, and he lost consciousness and collapsed.

The attackers all thought he was dead and retreated, but for some reason, he was still alive. No, he was in an even healthier state than before.

His body had spontaneously absorbed the internal energy of the villain who had attacked him and healed itself.

“Aaaaaaah!”

But none of that mattered. His wife and children were all dead. Having lost his entire family, he wailed desperately and vowed revenge.

However, as an ordinary man, there was no way he could fulfill his vow of revenge. Instead, he could only feel terror at the immense scale of his enemy.

The force that attacked the village was the Demonic Tiger Fortress. The worst group of bandits, who had broken away from the Seventy-Two Fortresses of the Greenwood. They were so strong and tenacious that even the government had given up on subjugating them.

They were based in Yunnan Province, practically a border region in the Central Plains, and frequently invaded Sichuan. The man’s village had the misfortune of being attacked by them.

The Demonic Tiger Fortress was a formidable force, consisting of bandits trained in martial arts and warriors from surrounding minority tribes, numbering over five hundred. Including their families, their numbers swelled to nearly two thousand.

Revenge against such a massive force was an impossible dream for the man. In despair, he climbed a high cliff to end his life.

But perhaps feeling sorry for giving him such a great trial, the heavens helped him once more. A figure appeared before the man, spreading black demonic energy like wings.

“To think I would find someone with a constitution like yours here. Had I met you twenty years earlier, my cult could have gained a great talent. What a pity.”

The man trembled as he looked at the human who could only be described as darkness. To him, this person was a demon. A demon who ruled the dark.

Enduring the pain that felt like his heart would stop, the man opened his mouth.

“Do you have power?!”

At those words, the demon looked at the man with interest and nodded.

“I do. I have power. Do you desire it?”

“Yes, I do! I want power! The incredible power to destroy anything! If I can obtain that power, I will sell you my soul!”

“You are already too old to learn martial arts. Although your constitution is so incredible it could be called a blessing from the heavens, you have accumulated so much turbidity that you are no different from an ordinary person.”

The man despaired at the demon’s words. He had vowed revenge, yet his own body was an obstacle.

“It’s not that there is no way. But if you choose that path, you will no longer be human.”

At those words, the man’s eyes flashed open, and he stared at the demon.

“I don’t care! As long as I can have my revenge, I can abandon everything I am!”

The demon smiled at those words. The man’s resolve pleased him. He then began to emit a formidable demonic energy and grabbed the man’s head.

The demon then poured his demonic energy into the man’s body.

“Kuaaaaaaah!”

The man roared in agony as if his entire body was being torn apart, but the demon paid no mind. No, he infused the demonic energy even more forcefully, and it steadily burned away the impurities and turbidity accumulated in the man’s body, slowly taking root.

After infusing all the demonic energy, the demon implanted the incantations of a martial art he knew into the man’s mind. Unable to withstand the shock, the man finally lost consciousness.

“This will be interesting.”

The demon waved his hand, and in that instant, a massive hole formed in the cliff face.