Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 207

Nangseon’s Adventures – Episode 206

“Faster! Fly faster!!”

“Don’t rush me! You’re just getting a free ride, stop complaining!!”

From a streak of light rapidly advancing, two voices could be heard.

One belonged to a girl, and the other to a man; their voices were urgent, as if they were being chased by something.

“No sooner do we arrive than the Sixth Ghost disappears, and now we’re being chased by these mosquito bastards!”

The pair were Ninth Ghost and Tenth Ghost, who had crossed the Red Desert from Yeomcheon City.

As soon as they arrived, Sixth Ghost had disappeared, saying he would be back shortly. The two of them were looking around when they discovered a structure.

They immediately sensed something was there and began to search it.

Their self-praise for their good luck was short-lived. As soon as they touched some mechanism, there was a click, and hundreds of mosquitoes appeared.

“Damn it! I told you not to touch anything!”

“You were the one who said there might be treasure hidden and told me to break everything!”

They were subtly similar in their actions.

But now was not the time to argue about who was at fault.

“If only Sixth Ghost were here, he would have burned those things to ashes with his Blue Flame… tsk.”

He was a bit annoying when he was around, but now that he was gone, they missed him.

“Hmph, you should blame yourself for not being able to do it, instead of regretting that he’s not here! Why don’t you just use that body you’re so proud of to crush those things!”

“Don’t be ridiculous! Those mosquitoes are clearly not ordinary. Look at my arm! My skin, which is as tough as diamond, has been pierced by their stingers, and they’re sucking my blood!”

Tenth Ghost rolled up his sleeve, and his left hand was thinner than his right, and it had turned slightly white as if the blood had disappeared.

There was no need to explain how precious the essence contained in the blood was.

He could withstand it for now, but if he lost more blood, it would greatly impact his cultivation.

And if he lost even more!

“If you keep messing around, you won’t have two lives left, so running is the only way to survive!”

“Ugh….”

Ninth Ghost scratched his scalp nervously and glanced behind him.

Ninth Ghost was currently flying on Tenth Ghost’s back, but it seemed the distance between them and the mosquito swarm was closing.

The mosquito swarm was truly bizarre.

The wings seemed to be made of jade, with a shimmering light, but their appearance and blood-filled red bellies were the perfect recipe for disgust.

Their sizes ranged from so small they were barely visible to larger than a person, all existing in one swarm.

“I have no idea what kind of creatures they are….”

Tsk, Ninth Ghost clicked his tongue and pondered, racking his brain.

His brain didn’t usually work well, but it was time to think.

“Weren’t there such spirit insects in the Hundred Insect Compendium [a record of various insects, often magical or spiritual]?”

Ninth Ghost recalled the Hundred Insect Compendium that Mountain Lord occasionally took out and spoke about.

The spirit insects he raised were also exceptionally powerful, leaving a deep impression.

“I’ve seen the Hundred Insect Compendium once, but I don’t remember hearing about such mosquitoes! If they could pierce my skin, they would have already completed their final molt and shed their form, but they haven’t, so I suspect they might be celestial insects from the Immortal Realm!”

The mosquitoes were fast and agile, with stingers sharp enough to pierce Tenth Ghost’s body and suck blood in an instant.

And they used strange powers to block Tenth Ghost’s fists in swarms.

Such were the mosquitoes with such powers.

But they hadn’t shed their form, and their energy was unpredictable, so it was not easy to judge.

Ninth Ghost bit his nails and agonized, then made a decision and slapped Tenth Ghost’s shoulder with a thud!

“Did you come up with a good idea?”

“Of course. Who do you think I am? Ninth Ghost, in charge of the ninth seat of the Ten Seas, Thousand Evils. I am Ggamang Horry!”

“I know, so tell me the solution quickly!”

“Hongyeon always told me that.”

Suddenly, Hongyeon?

Something was strange, but Tenth Ghost decided to listen quietly.

“She said it was okay to speak up if things were difficult or overwhelming. So I always said it was difficult, it was hard, but Hongyeon said she would listen, but she never said she would let me rest, and only whipped me harder.”

“…What does that have to do with the current situation?”

“Listen to the end! Hongyeon didn’t help, but another guy here might help us! Right there! That guy walking alone in the middle of the desert!!”

“What? Really?”

Looking down, as Ninth Ghost said, a man was crossing the desert alone.

“He’s a human!”

But he was human.

He appeared to be a Taoist [a follower of Taoism, a Chinese philosophy and religion].

Why would a Ghost King of the Ten Seas, Thousand Evils ask a human Taoist for help!

It was absurd.

“Human? Is that guy human?”

But Ninth Ghost tilted his head as if something was wrong.

“I don’t think he’s human?”

“What nonsense… Huh!”

Suddenly, a storm of immense energy swept around.

“Ugh!!”

The energy pressing down on all sides momentarily compressed their bodies, and immediately after, the sky began to darken.

Tenth Ghost and Ninth Ghost, not knowing what was going on, were overshadowed.

Naturally, they looked up and saw a giant, five-colored sword falling from the sky, splitting it in two.

“U, Uwaaaaaaack!!”

Kwaaaaaaaaang!!!

The falling sword pierced the middle of the desert, and the aftermath created a sandstorm, engulfing the area in smoke.

Naturally, Tenth Ghost and Ninth Ghost were caught in the storm and plummeted to the ground, buried in the sand.

Before losing consciousness in the great sandstorm, Ninth Ghost saw the man with the sword on his back disappearing leisurely, and then he lost his mind.

Ninth Ghost and Tenth Ghost were buried in the sand, disappearing from sight.

* * *

“Are you serious?”

It was a statement that made one wonder if he had lost his mind.

If a fierce beast was sealed here, then they should revere the fierce beast and obtain an opportunity! What kind of dog bone was that!

If it was sealed here, its power and temperament would be extremely eccentric!

In the first place, dialogue itself might not be possible. There must be something comparable to a divine immortal, so would they even associate with cultivators from the Lower Realm!

“I’m serious. I’d rather make connections in the Upper Realm than get treasures.”

It was a truly shocking statement.

Some of the gathered Demonic Path [a cultivation path focused on power, often through unorthodox or evil means] practitioners buzzed, and Bulcheon also became quiet.

“Yes, Brother. Could it be that you are….”

Bulcheon looked at Yewoon and moved his lips. Then Yewoon remained still and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

“It could be. Even if a fierce beast is really asleep, if we show that much sincerity….”

Hyangno’s eyes narrowed.

He could immediately sense what sincerity meant.

There were many Demonic Path practitioners gathered here besides themselves. He was Hyangno, one of the three great Demonic Heads of Magok, so how could he not notice that much.

“What can we do? If you want to drop out, you’re free to do so.

I understand your personality, so I can’t help but understand.”

Yewoon said, as if he fully understood, somewhat coaxing a child.

Hyangno pondered.

He was involved in the Demonic Path and deviated from human common sense, but even so, the common sense of the Demonic Path rejected it.

No matter how crazy and free the Demonic Path practitioners were, their lives were precious.

He closed his eyes for a moment and stroked his beard, then opened his deeply closed mouth as if he had made a decision.

“I’ll drop out.”

“Hmm… so be it. Choice is free. Thoughts and beliefs are also free.”

Yewoon and Bulcheon were disappointed, but they did not try to persuade him further.

Hyangno said that and turned his back without regret.

Soon, Yewoon moved his lips and sent a telepathic message, and Hyangno turned around, looked at Yewoon, and clicked his tongue.

Hyangno looked at his disciples and said with a solemn face.

“Half of you stay here, and half of you follow me.”

There was no trivial explanation.

Some disciples headed to Hyangno, and some headed to Bulcheon and the Gwigang Sect.

Hyangno looked at them with a worried face and then disappeared.

“Now, shall we excavate the ruins?”

“Princess, please begin!”

Jisol was silent for a moment, then made a hand seal, bit her finger, and shed blood.

Thud, thud.

The blood shed in front of the ruins entered the red sand and soaked in.

Clunk.

Clang.

Squeak.

The sound of metal groaning was heard, and the ruins began to move, creating dust. The position of the bizarre ruins, drawing curves, changed.

The curved structures facing the sky moved organically and began to sink into the ground.

Unlike the sinking ruins, a round stone pillar and four pillars in the center appeared simultaneously.

The pillar in the center was impressive with a circular stone and a blood-colored gem embedded in the center.

And something was placed on top of the four pillars, and Yewoon and Bulcheon widened their eyes as they looked at it.

“T, this is!”

“Yes, Brother! Isn’t this the Collapsed Fiend Energy [a powerful, chaotic energy from a higher realm]!”

What was placed on the pillar was a huge fingernail of something. It was sharp and rough beyond words. The ominous energy of the Collapsed Fiend Energy was contained within, and their whole bodies were already trembling.

“Look at these too.

One by one, they are things that cannot be obtained in the Lower Realm, and this is something I have never even heard of!”

The roots of a plant.

A giant eyeball.

A spinal bone, etc.

They were things whose power could not be known.

At first glance, they seemed ordinary, but the energy they exuded was by no means ordinary.

“Since these things have so much Collapsed Fiend Energy, if you use them for cultivation, you will surely be able to easily build up your realm! If not, it wouldn’t be bad to make a zombie!”

“That’s right! With this level of items, the legendary Hyeontan Corpse might be born!!”

Unable to hide their excitement, the two were mesmerized by the placed treasures.

It was natural for Demonic Path practitioners to go to the Collapsed Realm instead of the Immortal Realm when they ascended.

Collapsed Fiend Energy was the energy used by the divine immortals of the Collapsed Realm, so would it be easy for a cultivator in the Lower Realm to obtain it?

No way!

So, with this level of opportunity, even those who had lived for thousands of years could not help but be excited.

Yewoon and Bulcheon immediately picked up the items on the pillars and examined them, confirming that they were genuine.

Swallowing hard, they carefully began to pack the items, lest the Collapsed Fiend Energy leak out.

The roots of what plant they did not know were placed in a wooden box and a talisman was attached, and the eyeballs, bones, and fingernails were so large that they shot magic to prevent the loss of energy, then wrapped them in black cloth and attached talismans.

That time alone took two hours, so you could see how carefully they acted.

Only after sealing all the items did Yewoon and Bulcheon look at each other.

They were not speaking, but they knew best what they were going to say to each other.

Now that they had found and sealed the treasures, it was time to determine their ownership.

“Fortunately, there are exactly four, so we can divide them into two each.”

“This alone is enough of an opportunity, so is there any need to be more greedy?”

The two looked at each other intently for a moment, then looked at Jisol.

“But it’s strange. There are treasures full of Demonic Energy, but aren’t they useless to you?”

Thinking about it, that was true.

It was more valuable than any treasure to those who walked the Demonic Path, but if they were not on the Demonic Path, it was not worth taking the risk to obtain it.

There must be something to hide.

“How could that be?”

But Jisol vehemently denied it, as if that were not the case.

“I obtained a clue, but I didn’t know what was inside.

If I had known it was an item from the Demonic Immortal, I wouldn’t have come this far….”

Jisol said that and smiled.

Suddenly smiling, Yewoon frowned, not knowing why, and then shuddered and turned his back.

Thud!!

“W, what… are you doing!!”

Yewoon, stabbed in the abdomen, trembled and shouted. It was Bulcheon who stabbed him.

“I’m sorry, Brother Yewoon.

But what can I do! If that woman guarantees my life, she said she would show me a place with even better treasures! Don’t you know, Brother! I don’t want to die! How did I survive until now, I absolutely don’t want to die!!”

Yewoon coughed up blood and tightly grabbed Bulcheon’s shoulder.

His face seemed to understand Bulcheon’s feelings.

“This is also fate, a tribulation… yes. It was fun while it lasted.”

“Bro, Brother…!”

When Yewoon said that.

Slash!!

Bulcheon’s neck flew off and a fountain of blood splattered everywhere.

And behind him.

“May you be reborn in paradise.”

Hyangno, who had left, was standing there.