Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 77

Nangseon’s Romantic Tale – 76

Though the Yeonggyeol numbered a dozen, they were no match for a San-gun who possessed all sorts of divine powers.

Scores of jade orbs, Tamhwa Ogong [Jade Marrow Art], and Guhwan Blades [Returning Soul Blades].

This was more than enough to deal with them.

The reason he took out the Six Spirit Treasure Pagoda wasn’t for them, but rather because of the disturbance he sensed underground from the start.

It was because of what lay beneath.

When he examined the area with Dallyeong Geumjeong [All-Seeing Golden Mirror], he could sense the energy of several Taoists beneath the ground.

That’s why San-gun took out the Six Spirit Treasure Pagoda.

Although 40% of his spiritual power vanished in an instant, he didn’t seem to mind.

With this, he could immediately reach the Gu-dok [Poisonous Insects] or the Jujin [Cursed Formation] that those guys were using as their main axis, so there was nothing to hold him back.

He didn’t care that the pagoda crashed down and the surroundings were devastated.

The massive pit created by the Six Spirit Treasure Pagoda pierced through to where the enemies were hiding like a spear, and San-gun immediately descended.

The Blood Collapse Water must be there.

He couldn’t help but be excited at the thought of returning with just that.

A deeper underground space than expected.

It was difficult to find the way because it was collapsing here and there, but soon he reached the place.

Instantly, a rotten stench filled the air.

The foul odor of festering blood was quite painful for him, a divine beast.

And that wasn’t all.

The dead Hon-gwae [Wandering Souls] were rotting and decaying, and their blood seemed to be gathering in one place through various passages.

San-gun frowned and moved forward.

And after a while.

San-gun, who had been descending for quite some time, stopped. The surrounding rock walls were covered in blood, but upon closer inspection, they were all formulas for a formation.

As San-gun was examining them.

He paused.

His steps halted.

The underground was dark, but his eyes pierced through the darkness and spotted a figure moving far away. Judging by his divine sense, it seemed to be struggling, tied to something.

“A Hon-gwae…”

As he focused Dallyeong Geumjeong [All-Seeing Golden Mirror] to its extreme, the vaguely visible figure became clearer.

It was the silhouette of a woman.

San-gun narrowed his brows and approached.

A woman tied to a pillar out of nowhere was suspicious, too suspicious.

But the moment he arrived in front of the woman, San-gun’s expression changed drastically.

“…How are you here?”

Waterfall-like snow-white hair.

A face as white as paper.

And blood-stained white robes and blue eyes.

It was Baek-ryeon.

“Ah, no. First…”

A simple Geumje [Golden Decree] was placed on the ropes.

As he untied them, Baek-ryeon collapsed weakly, and San-gun held her.

A frail and delicate body.

Pale skin indicated that her condition was not good.

“Ah…”

Baek-ryeon looked as if she had been tortured, emaciated and on the verge of death.

San-gun calmed his surprised heart and took her pulse. Contrary to her appearance, her condition was not that bad.

‘When did she grow up so much?’

That young child had grown into such a mature woman and arrived before him.

But rather than joy, a strange sense of loneliness lingered.

‘She grows this much in just that time.’

And after that, that mere time would change her again.

Amidst emotions he himself couldn’t fathom, San-gun swallowed a bitter smile.

‘Still, it’s a relief she’s alive.’

He didn’t know why she was captured here, but it was a relief that she was alive.

As he let out a sigh of relief, Baek-ryeon reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Are you only coming now?”

“Only coming now? What do you mean?”

Her tearful eyes were already brimming with tears.

San-gun was flustered, and she smiled brightly.

“Are you still pretending not to know? I’ve been searching so desperately for my husband…. I’m disappointed!”

His body froze for a moment.

His mind was a mess, but soon one conclusion emerged.

‘She recognized me.’

He had no intention of revealing it himself.

It had only been a month together.

So he thought she would have completely forgotten him by now.

‘She’s been searching….’

Why?

That was the first thought that came to mind.

But absurdly, his heart was filled with both bewilderment and joy.

But he didn’t know how to express it.

Should he say he’s glad to see her?

Should he say she’s grown up a lot?

Should he ask how she knew he was San-gun?

What should he say?

Even as he thought that, he let out a hollow laugh.

‘Why am I worrying so much?’

It’s not like he’s meeting a separated lover.

She calls him her husband, but.

To him, she is….

“It’s been a while, Cho-ah.”

A brief passing encounter.

That’s all.

“I’ve always missed you. Ever since we parted like that, always and always…. I’ve only longed for my husband.”

“Is that so.”

Her appearance had changed a lot.

If it weren’t for her unique appearance, it would have been difficult to recognize her at once.

But some things hadn’t changed.

Her body had become an adult, but clinging to him like this like a child brought back old memories.

“I don’t even know why I missed you so much. But I learned when I talked to a woman I met on the way here. Ah, this is what it means to yearn. This is what affection is!!”

Baek-ryeon, speaking in his arms, was very excited. Her pale skin was as if it had been a lie, and her cheeks were flushed.

“I understand, so calm down….”

“How can I calm down! I haven’t forgotten you for a moment since that day! At one point, I even resented you for not leaving my head! Because you became a Simma [Inner Demon] and interfered with my training.”

Simma [Inner Demon].

Was his existence that great?

San-gun wore a sullen look.

“But it’s okay. How can I resent you when you’ve appeared before me like this. I’m just grateful.”

“…Okay. First…”

Just as he was about to say something awkward.

“But I’m disappointed.”

She said, clutching his sleeve tightly.

Disappointed, what was she talking about?

Perhaps, does she think he abandoned her?

Many things came to mind with her words.

He couldn’t help but feel a little guilty.

“What are you disappointed… about.”

“That’s right. You didn’t even mix words well with me [didn’t even have a proper conversation]…. But you even made such beautiful memories with that woman.”

That woman? Memories?

San-gun’s brow furrowed.

It was difficult to fathom her intentions.

What on earth was she talking about?

“It’s already happened, so there’s nothing I can do.”

Tightly.

Her arms tightened around San-gun’s waist even more.

“Yes, there’s nothing I can do….”

She trailed off.

The woman who had buried her face in his chest slowly raised her head.

Her snow-white hair had already turned a dark crimson color.

Her blue eyes had lost their color and turned a similar color to her hair.

The corners of her eyes turned crescent-shaped, and her delicate impression disappeared, turning seductive.

“What!”

San-gun, startled, tried to move his body. But she was faster.

Thud!!

With the sound of tearing flesh, San-gun’s face contorted in pain.

And.

Baek-ryeon.

No, the corners of Gwieumna Chal Yehu’s [Demon Lord’s Consort] lips turned up in a cruel smile.

“Ah, it feels like a flower scent is coming from this place full of stench. How can it be so red and hot? Do you see? My hand is now inside my husband’s body! In a way, can’t we say that we have become one? That’s right! We are now one!!”

Hahahahaha!

Gwieumna Chal, with a look of ecstasy, put her hand into San-gun’s stomach and caressed his organs.

The more she did, the more San-gun’s eyes rolled back.

With wild eyes, he screamed in pain. But the more he did, the more satisfied she became.

Thud.

“Oh my.”

In the end, he couldn’t overcome the pain and collapsed. He seemed to have fainted.

He wouldn’t have fainted simply from having a hole in his stomach.

Her hands were covered in thick demonic energy. A demonic energy that would annihilate even a normal person just by touching it.

It was only natural that he fainted after turning his insides upside down with that.

“Poor husband. Why did you make a connection with another woman?”

She licked the blood on her hands.

Laughter erupted.

The man who had fallen into her arms.

The thought that this man could no longer escape her grasp made her feel like she had the whole world. Her hair stood on end.

Goosebumps rose and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

What should she do?

What should she do with her husband first?

Should they have a friendly cup of tea?

Should they have a meal together?

Or should they share the joy of clouds and rain [have intimate relations]?

Gwieumna Chal, who was having happy worries, glanced back.

The pillar where she had been tied.

There, a snow-white woman was tied up with her eyes wide open.

Her blue eyes looked reddish as if blood vessels had burst.

Her fingers were trembling, but for some reason, she didn’t open her mouth.

No, could she not open it?

Tears soon turned into bloody tears and ran down her cheeks, and the corners of her mouth were full of blood and flowed down.

It looked like a Geumje [Golden Decree] was placed on her.

But just because she can’t speak doesn’t mean she can’t convey it.

At least her current appearance was the opposite of the fairy-like appearance she had seen before.

“I thought we could be friends…. But what can I do? You had no choice but to become an enemy, so don’t resent me too much.”

She smiled crookedly and let out a small exclamation. Suddenly, something she wanted to do came to mind.

“Why didn’t I think of this?”

She should make her a Jiangshi [Chinese hopping vampire].

So she can never go anywhere again.

So she can only look at her.

So she can only touch her.

“Hehehe. Hahahahaha!”

As if she had just realized something so simple, she laughed heartily for a long time.

And soon, she turned into a dark red ray of light and went up through the hole he had made.

After that.

In the empty space, only the snow-white woman who couldn’t even sob was dripping blood.

* * *

The stuffy spirit was swept away here and there like reeds in the wind.

It wasn’t that he could see or hear, but he himself was wondering why he felt this way.

When he couldn’t get a hold of himself countless times, wondering if he was awake or not.

Tung.

A clear sound struck his ears.

It was difficult to distinguish whether he heard it with his ears or with his whole body.

But it was certain that he heard it.

Was it because he felt that way?

Tung.

He heard it again.

He definitely heard it.

Then, a sharp noise tickled his ears. But he couldn’t muster any strength in his body.

At that time, once again, a clear sound seemed to awaken him.

Twuhng-

‘Ah….’

It was the aura of subjugation spreading gently from within his body.

As he focused more on it, the aura of subjugation spread widely throughout his body.

It was a welcome aura.

Perhaps it was the aura emanating from Hangbosaineom [Subduing Demons Seed Mantra]. Subjugation that repels demons.

A mystical power made from Hangbosineom [Subduing Demons Seed Mantra] and refined into a lotus within the body, driving away all kinds of evil energy.

But how was that subjugation spreading through his body now as if caressing him?

It was then.

Suddenly, San-gun’s eyes widened.

At that moment, his stuffy spirit was also awakened. Whether his ears started working, the blurry noise also became clear.

The first thing he heard was laughter.

The sharp laughter of a woman.

Behind it was a woman hugging him.

And what he felt was the vomit-inducing demonic energy surrounding all directions.

And it wasn’t just simple demonic energy.

‘Collapse Demonic Energy (崩魔氣).’

The demonic energy of the Collapse Realm.

It was Collapse Demonic Energy that low-level Taoists would lose their lives just by touching.