Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 288

Nangseon Gihwandam – 287

“Your state is quite comical.”

As I sneered, the black smoke covering Cheonbeom’s body gradually dissipated.

“It won’t be that easy.”

Cheonbeom formed a hand seal and focused, causing Yewoon’s divided soul, which was about to scatter, to swirl and gather in his grasp.

Yewoon’s divided soul, already tattered and no better than rags, was in a miserable state.

[Ugh… Ugh…]

It couldn’t even speak properly, couldn’t maintain its form, and only emitted moans as if its mind had completely broken.

“Tsk tsk. You should have known your place before jumping in.”

It was a truly wretched sight.

Even though he had ascended to Jiseon [a high-level realm in cultivation novels] as a Demonic Immortal.

But the end of such a person was so pathetic that I couldn’t help but shake my head.

“Haha… Hahahahaha!!”

Yehu laughed with an indescribable expression.

“Isn’t this a fitting end! To be undone by your own schemes and die so pathetically! Ah, it’s so refreshing… I feel like I could die from how good it feels.”

Her face was filled with exhilaration and relief, as if a thousand years of indigestion had been cleared away.

But there was also an ambiguity within that.

She laughed like that for a while, then abruptly stopped and looked at Cheonbeom.

“Will you give it to me? I want to conclude my father’s end myself.”

“There’s no reason not to.”

Most of Yewoon’s divided soul had lost its power and was on the verge of disappearing.

No matter how great Yewoon was, he couldn’t do anything more here.

As I handed Yewoon over to her, Yehu opened her mouth and spewed red flames.

Yewoon couldn’t even scream properly and was burned away.

Turning into small ashes and embers, it fluttered and scattered in the wind.

“Is that enough?”

If she had wanted, it wouldn’t have been impossible to maintain that small divided soul and inflict more pain.

“It is enough.”

Her eyes were filled with much anguish, but Cheonbeom decided to pretend not to notice.

Even if he understood her feelings, he couldn’t spare Yehu in the end.

“I kept my promise.”

“Yes. I will never forget this favor. Will you take out Guiyul?”

“Now?”

“Yes, wouldn’t it be better to do it sooner rather than later?”

Cheonbeom, seeing her smiling face, opened his mouth to say something but stopped and took out Guiyul.

“Guiyul’s condition requires a special soul to act as the center, uniting all those souls. If we have that, its condition will likely improve, and it will be reborn as a more powerful Jiangshi [a type of Chinese vampire or zombie], becoming a Heavenly Corpse.”

Yehu looked at Guiyul with a slightly envious gaze, then moved her lips and began to chant.

Dark red energy flowed from her body, and a Hwaryeong [a spirit or manifestation of energy] of the same color emerged and slowly transformed into a sphere.

It looked like a soul, and her dark red soul orbited around Guiyul and Cheonbeom.

“That special soul, are you talking about yourself?”

[Yes, that’s right.]

“Then what will happen to you?”

[I will become a part of Guiyul.]

“……”

[Nothing you worry about will happen. Rather, she will devour me. That is the role itself, so you will never see me again.]

“…That’s just great.”

[It would be nice if you were a little sad. You won’t be able to see me, the Guieum Naraksha Yehu, ever again?]

Cheonbeom snorted.

But he didn’t retort.

[…It’s a shame I couldn’t make you mine.]

“I’m glad you didn’t become mine.”

[Still, it’s a relief.]

“What’s a relief?”

[It’s a relief that I became a part of you. Although some regrets remain, this ending isn’t so bad.]

“I just feel uneasy.”

[Please, even with that uneasy feeling, remember me.]

“Nonsense, who would do that.”

At the same time, Yehu’s body twisted and turned into small pieces of flesh.

Her soul entered Guiyul and pulsed greatly.

The small pieces of flesh were Sosojung’s little finger. The finger that Yehu transformed into attached to Sosojung’s severed part.

“Haa….”

Cheonbeom took a deep breath and sighed.

For some reason, he felt a little suffocated.

“…It’s narrow.”

Whether this narrowness was the sky

Or his own heart, he couldn’t tell.

Whoosh.

As she became a part of Guiyul and disappeared, Sosojung’s corpse spontaneously ignited, as if it had been waiting.

It seemed she had prepared for it in advance. Cheonbeom watched until her body turned to ashes and disappeared into dust before quietly leaving.

After that.

The battle between the Daoists and the Demonic naturally came to an end.

The battlefield that day, which was only called a battle, was extremely fierce and tragic, but news worthy of reverence spread even further.

The black sun and the blue sun clashed, dyeing everything black and blue at once, making it worthy of being called a battle of immortals.

After that incident, the reputation of the White Mountain Sect naturally spread far and wide.

If anyone were to pick the greatest sect in the Daoist world, everyone would shout White Mountain Sect, and it became a sect that everyone wanted to join.

Thanks to this, the entrance exam for the White Mountain Sect became even more difficult, causing many cultivators to fail.

Mansam married Myeongchil and had children, and asked Cheonbeom to name them, but he refused because they had more than ten children at once, which is a funny anecdote.

In any case, the power of the White Mountain Sect grew even larger, influencing various countries and even dealing with all the ups and downs of the human realm.

It became a massive sect that influenced not only the Daoist world but also the secular world.

However, Cheonbeom didn’t like the White Mountain Sect’s behavior of reaching out for unnecessary things, but he left it alone.

After Yujeong and Yewoon died, he didn’t get involved in sect matters at all. He only focused on his own cultivation and preparations for ascension.

Or he was too busy taking care of the woman, children, disciples, and acquaintances by his side.

If there was anything interesting, it was that Aengdu, a gisaeng [Korean courtesan] he had met in Aengro, came to the White Mountain Sect.

When he asked why she came to the White Mountain Sect when she was told to go to the Hwasin Sect, she boldly said that she would cultivate in the White Mountain Sect to repay her debt and would one day take revenge.

Gratitude is gratitude, and revenge is revenge, so if she swore to the heavens that she had nothing to be ashamed of, she declared that he should accept her, so he couldn’t help but accept her.

Cheonbeom said that something very interesting had come and left her alone to do as she pleased.

Although she had lived a tumultuous life, her character itself was upright, so it didn’t seem bad to accept her.

He could see traces of a Simma [a seed of inner demon] blooming in her heart, but he decided to watch and see what would happen, as it was all up to her.

‘I wonder if I’ll ascend first, or if you’ll take revenge on me first.’

He said, and her dumbfounded face was quite a sight to behold.

Choa nagged him, saying that he had only become more mischievous as he got older, but how could he live through these long years without such fun?

Besides that, many other things happened, faded, and disappeared.

But most of them weren’t even things he needed to pay attention to, so he didn’t pay attention to them.

Inside Cheonbeom’s residence.

Guiyul was still asleep.

Even after the soul of Guieum Naraksha Yehu entered, Guiyul’s condition seemed to improve, but in the end, she didn’t wake up.

He searched through all the known Gongfa [cultivation techniques] in the world, but he couldn’t fix it.

He couldn’t even figure out the reason, so his frustration only doubled.

He found out that Geummyeongjisu’s soul was inside, but he still couldn’t wake her up, so it was even worse.

“…There’s no way.”

He also sought advice from Bong, but even Bong, who seemed to know everything, shook his head because he had no knowledge of Jiangshi.

It seemed that there was no way in the Human Realm, so he would have to go up to the Upper Realm and find a way.

“There’s plenty of time… and it’s not like she’s running away.”

He would just have to find it calmly.

After that, Cheonbeom continued to conduct many studies and had his disciples learn various divine powers that he didn’t know.

He didn’t create any particularly useful Gongfa, but he did create a framework for the Gongfa he would create to some extent.

“If I combine Subongwaeoejeong, Yungjeonga Dan, and the Eungmyeongdan created by the Eungmyeongcheonchung children, it seems like it would be very useful… but it’s still a bit ambiguous.”

It felt like something more was needed.

It was a vague feeling that it wasn’t quite enough.

But nothing in particular came to mind, so he had no choice but to put it on hold.

“Are you all ready?”

“Huh? Oh, I’m all ready.”

He snapped his fingers to put a strong Geumje [a type of seal or restriction] on it and came out to find Choa dressed in a beautiful palace attire.

Her cheeks were brightly flushed, and her lips were raised high, so she seemed to be in a very good mood.

“Are you that happy?”

“Of course. All this time, we’ve always said we’d go, but we’ve never been on a trip before, have we?”

“Well, that’s true.”

Today was the day to go on a honeymoon trip with Choa.

It wasn’t exactly a honeymoon, but they would be broadening their horizons and looking around here and there, so she was so happy.

Choa, who had been working diligently as the mistress of the White Mountain Sect and diligently cultivating, was naturally more than excited about the trip.

“Why are you rushing me like a child?”

“But I’m looking forward to it? A trip with my husband is like a dream. You’re always so focused on cultivation that I had given up on the idea that we would ever go.”

“…Okay, let’s go.”

Now that he had cut off the seeds of future troubles, he could enjoy a happy life without worry.

It was for Choa’s sake, but this trip was also for himself.

She would know too.

What this trip meant.

Cheonbeom and Choa glanced back and looked at the White Mountain Sect with satisfaction.

Soon, they boarded Hwaunbanhong [a cloud-carriage or flying vehicle] and slowly disappeared, spewing Hwagureum [fire clouds].

And.

Time flowed and flowed.

A thousand years passed.