“Persuade the young master to go.”
Ah, people talk so easily. I scratched my head and replied.
“Ah, I already tried to say that, but I was the one who ended up being persuaded.”
“Why on earth? Why doesn’t he want to go?”
It seems the young master didn’t even tell the chief steward or the warriors why he didn’t want to participate. I shrugged my shoulders and answered cheerfully.
“He’s still young and scared to leave home.”
“……And you believed that?”
I clenched my fist at the chief steward’s blatantly contemptuous expression.
“No, what’s there not to believe?! Our young master is a delicate soul, you know? He still sometimes gets scared when sleeping alone and sleeps with a cat.”
It wasn’t a joke; it was true. Normally, I hug Baekho to sleep, but occasionally Danmokbi takes Baekho away.
‘He may look taller than most adults, but Danmokbi is only sixteen. It might be scary for him to go far north.’
I raised my chin as if to ask what was wrong, and the chief steward hit his chest with his fist.
“Oh, let’s stop talking. Just stop.”
“Really stop? Then don’t call me again.”
As I said that and was about to leave, the chief steward grabbed my coat.
“I didn’t mean it like that! If you go, who will persuade the young master?”
“Ah! Why do you always ask me to persuade him?”
“I don’t know. Just try to pester him by saying you want to see him win first place or something.”
“You tell me to know my place sometimes!”
He always leans on me at times like this. I made a circle with my finger and said.
“I’ll try. Only try. But if I succeed, you have to give me a success fee.”
“Okay.”
“How much? This much?”
“I said okay! Just somehow make him go north. Understand?”
“Yes.”
I nodded my head vigorously.
[This is the time separator]Meanwhile, in a deep forest near Mount Taishan, untouched by human hands, stood a red palace.
The boy had arms as thick as a large log. His manly face with thick eyebrows was intermittently shadowed and illuminated by the flickering torchlight.
The boy’s name was Hyul Junghyuk, the young master of the Blood Cult.
Unlike other places where the master’s son becomes the young master, the Blood Cult’s position could be completely seized by ability.
Hyul Junghyuk possessed terrifying strength that was inappropriate for his age, not yet an adult. And that strength was not obtained through the gentle training that the martial artists of the Orthodox School underwent.
Opening the door to the bloodstained laboratory, Hyul Junghyuk spoke to the whiterobed Blood Cult’s spiritual magician inside.
“How is the research on Jiangshi going?”
The spiritual magician’s eyes sparkled, and he rubbed his hands together like a fly. Whether he thought this was the moment to get what he wanted, his wideopen mouth and smile were chilling.
“We need more test subjects. Preferably ones who have mastered martial arts.”
At the spiritual magician’s words, Hyul Junghyuk’s eyebrows furrowed.
Catching a martial artist is no easy task. “The martial artist you speak of is not just some trash, is it?”
Capturing a firstclass martial artist who has properly mastered martial arts in a condition fit for experimentation is tiring, but the people around him seeking revenge after the kidnapping were also a problem.
Blood Blade Hyuk frowned, thinking about the realistic problems, and Spiritual Mage Young Hwan rubbed his hands and gave a sly smile.
“First, can’t the Junior Master do it?”
“Ha.”
If you’re going to play tricks with your tongue, don’t get caught at all. Seeing his hand so clearly made his stomach turn.
Blood Blade Hyuk reached out and grabbed Spiritual Mage Young Hwan’s head. His unusually large hand, even for his large build, gripped the head tightly.
Blood Blade Hyuk bared his white teeth and growled menacingly.
“Who dares try to make a fool of me?”
“Kkuk! Sorry, I’m sorry!”
“Humph.”
Spiritual Mage Young Hwan immediately put his tail between his legs and begged for his life. Blood Blade Hyuk pushed the head he had been holding with a flick.
“Ugh! Thank you.”
It wasn’t an empty word; his head could really have been crushed to death. Looking down at his groveling back, Blood Blade Hyuk swiftly turned his body.
“The righteous faction is playing a little game called a nonmartial arts competition. I’ll participate and catch them.”
Seeing Blood Blade Hyuk growl so savagely but eventually do as he pleased, Spiritual Mage Young Hwan gave a quiet smile.
Above his head, a voice as cold as an ice wall poured down.
“But know that if you fail again, your life is over.”
With a voice as if reading all of Spiritual Mage Young Hwan’s thoughts, he clammed up again.
Blood Blade Hyuk began to move his heavy steps again.
‘Come to think of it, there are many new faces in this nonmartial arts competition.’
Golden Hell Leaf, banned and fought over in the Demon World, would come out, and the Three Southern Swordsmen of the Four Heavenly Gates seemed to be coming.
‘And didn’t they say it was coming from the Single Tree Faction?’
Blood Blade Hyuk couldn’t have been unaware of the Single Tree Faction secretly gathering information on all kinds of sorcery to gain power. Blood Blade Hyuk twisted his lips.
‘I hope they make it enjoyable.’
It would be boring if it ended too easily.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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