He too would have known that the match had actually ended. But if he were to argue about it, he couldn’t blame Cheonma for what he had said to him.

So he was insisting that there had been no mistake at all.

But anyone who had witnessed the scene would not have agreed with his words. Gwang Seo Jin must also know that his disciple had actually made a mistake.

‘Most martial artists would have been caught off guard.’

Dae Ryeok Sinma was one of the Seven Demon Lords of the demonic sect.

There weren’t many people in the martial arts world with a higher status than him.

If the person before him wasn’t Cheonma, he would have suffered an unjust fate.

‘If that guy wasn’t Cheonma, it would have been solidified as Ji Cheon Wu’s mistake.’

It was complete abuse of power, in itself.

Knowing this fact, Cheonma gave a sardonic smile.

“Are you insisting on such things because you’re one of the Seven Demon Lords of the demonic sect? Because an old man like me with no backing can’t retaliate?”

“……”

“If you say you didn’t make a mistake even when you did, it doesn’t become a mistake.”

At this, Gwang Seo Jin tilted his head and asked.

“My disciple didn’t make a mistake, but I suppose that’s not entirely wrong. The fact that I’m one of the Seven Demon Lords is also my strength.”

I frowned at his pettiness. It seemed Ji Cheon Wu felt the same way.

I could see Ji Cheon Wu’s hands tensing up.

Apart from his dissatisfaction with Cheonma, he didn’t seem to like the current situation.

Gwang Seo Jin sneered at Cheonma.

“It would be better to converse with swords than to wag your tongue. Draw your sword!”

At his words, Cheonma shook his head.

“I have no sword to draw for the likes of you.”

He said this as he raised his fist.

“I’ll teach you a lesson with my fists.”

As he said this, he continued.

“Ah, I forgot to introduce myself.”

Saying this, Cheonma touched his face.

A cold light flashed in his eyes.

“I am Cheonma.”

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Dae Ryeok Sinma looked at the old man before him. He was dumbfounded at the old man who claimed to be Cheonma.

In his long life, he had met countless people. He had also seen people impersonating others.

But no matter how crazy someone was, no one ever impersonated Cheonma.

“Are you really insane? You dare use the name of the sect leader? Can you handle the weight of the name Cheonma?”

Though he said this, Gwang Seo Jin was feeling an inexplicable fear.

In his common sense, there had never existed a madman who impersonated Cheonma.

Was he the craziest of the crazy, or was he really Cheonma? If he was really Cheonma, he was as good as dead right now.

So Dae Ryeok Sinma was hoping that the person before him was just a madman.

‘He can’t be the sect leader, no, he mustn’t be!’

It wasn’t that he didn’t know what Cheonma looked like.

Cheonma had undergone a transformation after reaching a certain level.

Though he was already old enough to be called an elder, he had the appearance of a young man.

An old man claiming to be such a Cheonma?

‘Does he want to die?’

Thinking this, Dae Ryeok Sinma narrowed his eyes. The weight of the name Cheonma was heavy.

If there was Nam Gung Jin Cheon in the righteous faction, there was Cheonma in the demonic sect.

That’s why Dae Ryeok Sinma couldn’t draw his sword recklessly.

He couldn’t think that someone would dare impersonate Cheonma.

It was then.

Noisy sounds began to be heard from outside the door.

Soon after, Ak Wi Cheon entered the inn.

Ak Wi Cheon began to survey the situation with bewildered eyes.

The first thing he saw was Dae Ryeok Sinma with his hand on his sword hilt.

Ak Wi Cheon sighed and tried to stop Dae Ryeok Sinma.

‘Master’s absence is significant at times like this.’

His master, Cheonma, often left his post saying he had to prevent the Blood Sect guys from doing suspicious things. And sometimes he appeared at strange times and places.

Ak Wi Cheon blinked slowly. He saw the familiar figure of an old man.

‘What kind of situation is this now?’

Ak Wi Cheon furrowed his brow.

The being that Dae Ryeok Sinma was glaring at now was clearly his master and the leader of the demonic sect, Cheonma.

Ak Wi Cheon bowed his head respectfully.

Dae Ryeok Sinma and Tak Mu Gwang were surprised by his reaction.

Ak Wi Cheon was the young lord of the demonic sect, and the only one he would bow his head to was Cheonma.

This meant that the crazy old man before them was really Cheonma.

As if to confirm this for them, Ak Wi Cheon asked the old man before him.

“Why are you here?”

The old man, no, Cheonma, touched his face.

Then, with cracking sounds from his joints, the old man’s body began to change.

His hunched back straightened beautifully, and his wrinkled face also began to grow younger. It was truly an amazing transformation technique that drew admiration.

Cheonma, who had instantly changed into a young man, turned to look at Ji Cheon Wu.

Even as an old man, he had been exuding an extraordinary aura.

Long black hair and flashing eyes.

An intense aura was emanating from him. Cheonma had stopped concealing his power.

Gwang Seo Jin bowed his head towards Cheonma.

“The demonic sect is invincible, all demons submit!”

Bang! Bang!

He began to bang his head on the floor of the inn.

Tak Mu Gwang, who was beside him, collapsed with trembling legs.

Dae Ryeok Sinma wanted to curse at Tak Mu Gwang.

‘What on earth have you been doing to get involved with the sect leader!’

Dae Ryeok Sinma couldn’t even turn his head towards Tak Mu Gwang.

His face was clouded with deep embarrassment.

“I’ll see you at the Dae Ryeok Sinma sect. I’ve seen well what kind of person you are. Very interesting behavior.”

“S-Sect leader……”

“I’ll hear your excuses later. Right now, I don’t even want to look at you.”

After saying this, Cheonma stood in front of Ji Cheon Wu. Cheonma’s eyes were full of interest in Ji Cheon Wu. He asked Ji Cheon Wu again.

“Even now, will you not become my disciple?”

At Cheonma’s words, Ak Wi Cheon’s brow twitched.

Dae Ryeok Sinma looked around in a daze. The most notable was Tak Mu Gwang’s face.

He was almost drooling.

Those watching them in the inn also held their breath.

Everyone’s gaze was focused entirely on Ji Cheon Wu.

But Ji Cheon Wu himself wasn’t interested in Cheonma.

His gaze was solely directed at Nam Gung Lin.

Everyone thought that Ji Cheon Wu wouldn’t refuse Cheonma.

The king of all demons. Cheonma, Lee In Cheong.

There was no one in the martial arts world who didn’t know his name.

People don’t know much about Ji Cheon Wu. What kind of person he was, where he had been.

But even the dullest fool would know the reputation of Cheonma.

Everyone thought so.

But Ji Cheon Wu himself shook his head.

He looked straight into Cheonma’s eyes. He didn’t look intimidated at all in front of Cheonma’s reputation.

People watched Ji Cheon Wu’s mouth, expecting what kind of answer he would give.

‘He’ll surely accept. He must be overjoyed.’

‘I’m envious, to become Cheonma’s disciple.’

Everyone looked at Ji Cheon Wu, expecting the emergence of a new Cheonma.

But betraying their expectations, Ji Cheon Wu opened his mouth with a face devoid of any greed.

“Yes, my thoughts haven’t changed.”

After saying this, Ji Cheon Wu went and stood next to Nam Gung Lin.

“I will not become your disciple.”

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Ji Cheon Wu, I, and Nam Gung Yu Cheong finished registering for the All-Under-Heaven Competition.

Throughout the registration process, people’s gazes never left us.

“That guy is Ji Cheon Wu?”

“I heard he was chosen by Cheonma, but does he look that special?”

“I’m not sure if he’s that strong.”

He showed no particular reaction to people’s gazes.

Rather, he acted just like usual.

For someone chosen by Cheonma, he seemed quite nonchalant. If anything, Nam Gung Yu Cheong was the one who seemed restless.

“Is the rumor I heard true? Lin, what on earth happened this time……”

“……”

“Cheonma? Getting too much attention won’t do any good.”

Nam Gung Yu Cheong seemed worried about the very fact of being involved with Cheonma.

‘Well, just being noticed by Cheonma would create a lot of expectations for Ji Cheon Wu.’

Nam Gung Yu Cheong seemed to be worried about this fact. People arbitrarily expect and get disappointed on their own.

He seemed concerned that Ji Cheon Wu might get hurt by their expectations.

Sin So Gyeong seemed indifferent to it all. She ate dumplings and shook her head while looking at Ji Cheon Wu.

“I’m worried that young lady Lin might have gotten involved in troublesome matters.”

She only worried about me and showed no interest in Ji Cheon Wu at all.

‘Are these two really the lovers from the original story?’

Here was another of Ji Cheon Wu’s relationships that I had changed. Not just the master-disciple relationship, but the romantic relationship had been completely twisted as well.

‘I’m sorry, Ji Cheon Wu.’

Seeing their worried looks about his future, Uncle Dagger said.

[Is there any need to worry about that guy? Think about it. Ji Cheon Wu is already strong enough.]

It was true.

With Uncle Dagger’s help, Ji Cheon Wu was already much stronger than the Ji Cheon Wu in the original Cheonma’s Pinnacle.

‘He could fight on par with Ak Wi Cheon if they met in this All-Under-Heaven Competition.’

Of course, Ji Cheon Wu was still weaker than Ak Wi Cheon. Ak Wi Cheon had been Cheonma’s disciple from a very young age, consuming many medicinal herbs and receiving education.

Defeating someone like that was still impossible.