Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 161

Nothing changed. However, Jo Gyu-min kept his mouth shut and carefully observed the situation. Even if it were someone else, Kang Jin-ho would never do anything meaningless.

At that moment, a wind blew.

‘It feels a bit chilly.’

Strangely, a chill ran through him, and then a low voice was heard.

“Unexpected.”

It was clear Chinese.

Jo Gyu-min narrowed his eyes.

‘A Chinese person?’

Of course, this is China, so it’s not strange for a Chinese person to appear. What’s strange is that Kang Jin-ho seemed to know that a Chinese person would come and was waiting for them.

How could Kang Jin-ho know that?

“This is the last one. Come out.”

At Kang Jin-ho’s words, the bushes in front of them rustled, and a man slowly walked out.

Jo Gyu-min frowned as he looked at the person who had appeared.

“What is that?”

Even though this place is in the mountains, his attire was too old-fashioned. The man, dressed as if he were in a martial arts movie, slowly walked out and stood in front of Kang Jin-ho.

The man stared at Kang Jin-ho for a moment, then opened his mouth.

“You were waiting for me?”

Kang Jin-ho didn’t answer and just smiled.

“…Amazing. You sensed my presence?”

Kang Jin-ho’s teeth were bared.

“How could I not, when you’re radiating so much killing intent?”

“Oh?”

The man’s eyes gleamed.

And Jo Gyu-min picked up his phone.

‘Can I even understand what they’re saying?’ It seemed that even with extra tutoring, his amateur skills had their limits.

Kang Jin-ho looked at the man and opened his mouth, sounding disappointed.

“Did you come alone?”

“Wait, wait.”

The man waved his hand.

“It sounds like you’re saying I was chasing you. I just came because it felt like you were calling me.”

“That’s not it, is it?”

Kang Jin-ho smiled and slowly approached the man.

As Kang Jin-ho approached, the man unconsciously took a step back.

‘What is this?’

Why did he step back?

Was it possible that he felt an unknown pressure from the young man in front of him?

“You’ve been provoking people since the airport.”

The man lowered his gaze.

‘He felt that?’

Wu Yuan clenched his teeth.

To feel intimidated by a young man who hadn’t even lived half his life!

It was impossible.

And what was even more unbearable was that the young man had been smiling since a while ago. As if he was so happy to meet him.

“What’s so funny?”

At Wu Yuan’s question, Kang Jin-ho smiled brightly and said,

“How can I not be happy?”

I’ve finally found it. The place where he breathed.

The traces of his life were here.

He thought that even if not in Korea, there would be something in China. If his second life wasn’t a lie, there would be traces of the Central Plains [a historical region in China] here.

Not as a returnee, but as a martial artist. That expectation was now being fulfilled.

Kang Jin-ho couldn’t contain his excitement.

The thirst that could never be quenched no matter how much water he drank was now slowly being relieved.

“Let’s talk later.”

Kang Jin-ho’s pace quickened.

“I can’t hold back any longer.”

Wu Yuan saw it.

The young man in front of him was emitting a storm-like aura.

“Did you get him?”

“Yes.”

“You bunch of idiots.”

Lin Feng, the vice-chairman of the Zhengwu Society [a fictional organization], which dominated Guangzhou, was speechless at the sight before him.

Dozens of his organization members had returned, all crippled.

“Who was it? Was it the Sahedang guys?”

“No, sir.”

“Then?”

Liu Qi, who had his head bowed, answered at Lin Feng’s prodding.

“It was one person.”

“One person?”

“Yes. He didn’t seem to be from this area. His accent was strange, and he was carrying a large bag.”

Lin Feng asked in disbelief.

“Are you saying you were defeated by one guy?”

“…Yes.”

Bang!

A rough gunshot rang out.

Liu Qi broke out in a cold sweat as he saw the cement right in front of his feet cave in.

“You bunch of idiots…”

Lin Feng got up from his seat in anger.

“Do you know where he went?”

“Yes! But there’s a problem.”

“A problem?”

“They went into the autonomous region. It’s on the border with Guangxi, so it’s difficult to operate there. And it seems they went into the mountains, so we can’t find them now.”

Flames flared in Lin Feng’s eyes.

“Are you just going to stand by and watch after being beaten like this? Is that what you’re saying?”

“But the reality is…”

“Should I test if you can still talk about reality with a bullet in your head?”

“I’m sorry.”

Lin Feng shook his head, displeased.

“There’s no one to trust, whether it’s this guy or that guy. So you get beaten by one guy and come back here to report like you did something great?”

“However, Vice-Chairman…”

Lin Feng was about to get angry but forcibly suppressed his rage. Normally, Liu Qi wouldn’t be so foolish as to interrupt him and try to make excuses in front of him.

That meant there was a reason.

“Speak.”

“That guy seemed to be a martial artist.”

“A martial artist?”

“Yes. You know, those martial artists.”

Lin Feng sat back down. His excitement subsided, and he felt a chill in his chest.

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

“A martial artist…”

If that was the case, it wasn’t so strange that so many people had been defeated. Living in the back alleys, the most dangerous things to watch out for were the public security and martial artists.

“I don’t know why those things still exist in this day and age.”

“What should we do?”

The answer didn’t come from Liu Qi.

“Isn’t the fact that you’re even thinking about what to do the problem?”

Lin Feng got up from his seat and bowed deeply when he saw the person who had entered through the door.

“How did you get here?”

“I told you our eyes are everywhere.”

“I apologize.”

Lin Feng gritted his teeth as he watched the man sit down on the chair with a swagger.

‘Those bastards.’

“Master Wu has already started chasing him. So it’s best for you to forget about this.”

“But our men were hurt.”

“So?”

“Are you going to rebel against the Lian’s work?”

“Of course not.”

“Good. It’s important for humans to know their place.”

The man left those words and got up from his seat and walked out.

“We’ll take care of him, so you just do what you’re supposed to do. That’s all.”

“Yes.”

Lin Feng bowed his head towards the man who was leaving.

Clack.

Lin Feng, who had been bowing his head for a long time even after the door closed, raised his head and looked at Liu Qi.

“Hey.”

“Yes, Vice-Chairman.”

“Who do you think is stronger, the guy you mentioned or Master Wu?”

“…I’m not sure.”

“Just tell me what you feel.”

“Well… honestly, I don’t understand the young man’s abilities at all. I don’t think even Master Wu could do something like that.”

“Is that so?”

Lin Feng quietly went to the corner and flipped over a cot.

Then he opened a safe hidden on the floor.

“…Is that so?”

Clang!

The safe door opened with a metallic sound. Lin Feng took out a large sack from the safe, put it on the floor, and dragged it to Liu Qi.

“What’s this?”

Lin Feng opened the sack to show him.

“Ugh…”

A groan escaped Liu Qi’s lips. The sack was full of black pistols.

“This is a matter of the Zhengwu Society’s honor. If we have to borrow the hands of the Wulian [another fictional organization], we won’t be able to show our faces. Take the best guys from the branch. It doesn’t matter how long it takes. Before Master Wu takes him down, put a bullet in that guy’s head and come back.”

“Yes, don’t worry!”

“Hmph.”

As Liu Qi left with the sack, Lin Feng sat back in his chair and lit a cigarette.

“There’s no one who can’t be shot by a bullet, no matter if they’re a martial artist or not.”

Bowing to those outdated things wouldn’t last long.

Wu Yuan was feeling the full meaning of the phrase ‘goosebumps all over his body’.

‘What the hell is this!’

As the young punk in front of him began to unleash his aura, a strong pressure that felt like it was squeezing his heart came over him.

No, it wasn’t just pressure.

If it was just strength, it wouldn’t be able to make him, who had walked the path of martial arts his whole life, so afraid.

The feeling of his body trembling and his heart tightening.

This fear, as if thousands of ants were crawling up his body from his toes.

“Demonic art?”

This was definitely demonic art.

But how could such a low-level demonic art exert such power?

‘Think later.’

If he didn’t respond immediately, his heart would burst in an instant.

Wu Yuan gathered his energy, protected his body, and took a stance.

Kang Jin-ho smiled as if he was pleased when he saw that.

“Is that a variation of Xingyiquan [a Chinese martial art]?”

“Xingyiquan?”

Wu Yuan tilted his head, and Kang Jin-ho nodded as if he understood.

“The name might be different. A lot of time has passed. It wouldn’t be strange if it’s called something else now.”

Wu Yuan’s eyes narrowed.

“What are you talking about? Time?”

“Don’t you know?”

“What?”

Kang Jin-ho shook his head.

This guy doesn’t know about the returnees. It seemed that the returnees in China were hiding more secretly. Or maybe this guy was too insignificant to know about the returnees.

It didn’t matter.

There were two important things now.

“What level are you at?”

“…What?”

“I’m asking what level you would be considered in the modern martial world.”

Has the martial world developed?

Or has it regressed?

Logically speaking, it couldn’t have developed. There was no reason why an era where martial artists could be easily seen and interacted with everywhere would be weaker than this era where martial artists hid and practiced their martial arts.

On the other hand, martial arts also develop. Since a lot of time has passed, it wouldn’t be strange if martial arts had developed much more than in that era.

Moreover, in an era with returnees, martial arts might have developed even more due to the influence of the returnees.

Which one is it?

“…Are you asking about my level?”

“You understand well.”

“Heh heh heh, do you need to know that? User of demonic arts, before your heart is tainted by evil, I will send you to hell, so ask the King of Hell.”

“Is that so?”

Kang Jin-ho smiled.

That’s great.

He couldn’t hold back any longer anyway.

Ah…

The excitement that had been hiding in his heart was screaming and struggling to be released.

‘Don’t rush me.’

I was going to release you anyway.

I know very well that you’ve been starving all this time.

It will be a short time, but…

“Let’s enjoy it.”

Kang Jin-ho let out a strange laugh and rushed towards Wu Yuan.