Chapter 199: Chapter 199

“Black Wind Supreme Demon? Who died?!”

Sa Do-hak’s expression was more twisted than ever. The more he listened to the story, the more he prayed that his ears were playing tricks on him.

However, Jang Sam-tae’s words, which flowed out clearly, did not change at all, and even though he heard them repeated several times, they did not feel realistic.

Who on earth was this guy called the Black Wind Supreme Demon?

What kind of rubbish fellow had appeared from where?

Sa Do-hak, who could not properly gather his wits, eventually let out a long sigh.

“You don’t seem to be very shocked.”

Dan Woo-hyun spat out the words nonchalantly.

The way he sighed did not seem all that angry. It was just that his sharp gaze had shifted, turning somewhat sorrowful and sad.

Namgung Cheon approached his side and patted his shoulder.

Sa Do-hak shook off his hand and frowned.

“Surely you weren’t expecting me to be depressed like you, were you?”

“Oh? Was that not the case?”

A chuckle was heard. Sa Do-hak’s eyes returned to their original state as he looked toward Namgung Cheon.

“That’s how the Demonic Cult bastards originally are. Submitting before the strong is a natural law there. It’s only natural since I wasn’t even present.”

Sa Do-hak scratched his head vigorously.

He had been away for too long, and he had expected that some people would target that situation.

Though it was quite funny that it was someone other than the elders, this was precisely the power struggle that had been going on in the Demonic Cult for several centuries.

The only sad thing was that Dongfang Gu had died because he refused to bend his loyalty toward him.

‘What a foolish fellow.’

Recalling the face of the one who was the least like a cultist, Sa Do-hak snorted and stood up from his seat.

“I am really fine! Seriously!”

“I didn’t even ask.”

“I’m telling you not to ask in the future either, you punk!”

Slam!

Namgung Cheon, who was quietly watching the back of Sa Do-hak slam the door shut and walk outside, shook his head.

“He says that, but he must have received quite a shock. Since it is a place he led for decades.”

“Probably.”

Dan Woo-hyun sipped his tea with a slurp.

Seeing that he did not seem to care even a tiny bit about the Demonic Cult’s affairs, Namgung Cheon sighed instead and asked.

“Who is the Black Wind Supreme Demon? Is that why you sent these children as well?”

Namgung Cheon asked, looking back at Jang Sam-tae and Ma Jang-gang. That he had sent them such a long distance must have been because Dan Woo-hyun knew something.

Jang Sam-tae and Ma Jang-gang also turned their gazes to Dan Woo-hyun.

Even though they had heard the name, they did not actually know who he was at all.

Thus, their doubts did not fade.

As if responding to that, Dan Woo-hyun spoke.

“They said he is the very person who founded the Demonic Cult.”

“The Demonic Cult is a place founded a thousand years ago. How could such a thing be possible?”

Namgung Cheon shouted in surprise.

In the first place, wasn’t the Demonic Cult created when those who revered strength followed Cheon Mu-gwang, who was one of the Three Heavens?

“Since he himself claims so, that must be the case.”

Dan Woo-hyun stood up from his seat with a casual smile.

Given that he declared himself to be the Black Wind Supreme Demon with his own mouth, there must have been something to it.

Looking out the window, Dan Woo-hyun’s gaze fell upon something. A giant White Tiger was seen entering, carrying Dan So-mi and Hoyeon Ji on its back.

“But even so, that doesn’t mean he is truly that person himself.”

“What does that mean?”

He was filled with wonder at the incomprehensible words. Because he did not ask the question to engage in Zen dialogue, Namgung Cheon frowned.

“Oh my, So-mi!”

Just then, Jang Sam-tae jumped up from his seat upon seeing something.

With swift movements, he jumped over the window and ran toward the unconscious Dan So-mi.

However, he soon stopped in his tracks without realizing it, as if he had spotted something.

“A… tiger?”

Why? Why was a tiger here?

He felt an overwhelming sense of pressure from that massive size without realizing it. The low growl of the White Tiger, which seemed to say “approach and you die,” was also the reason why Jang Sam-tae stopped his steps.

“W… What? Put So-mi down this instant, you beast!”

He assumed a basic stance and readied himself to pounce.

Even though doing so would only lead to his death without even being able to block a single claw of the White Tiger, his only thought was that he had to rescue Dan So-mi no matter what.

“It is alright. She only fainted from surprise…”

Jang Sam-tae looked at Hoyeon Ji.

Wounds were visible here and there on Hoyeon Ji’s body. Her breathing was rough as if it was difficult for her to even keep her eyes open properly.

She carefully got down from the White Tiger’s back and embraced Dan So-mi.

Jang Sam-tae quietly stared at Hoyeon Ji, then spoke.

“Who are you?”

She was a woman he was seeing for the first time.

Namgung So-hye was the only woman in the family, but now another woman had appeared.

She felt fragile and somehow pure.

He stealthily turned his head and asked Dan Woo-hyun, who was approaching this way.

“Is she your concubine?”

Thwack!

“Aaack!”

A palm fiercely struck his head.

Feeling his head spin from the powerful impact, he slumped to the ground.

“What happened?”

Dan Woo-hyun asked, pushing aside Jang Sam-tae, who was groaning while holding his head, with his foot.

Yet, strangely, there was no sign of anger on his face.

He simply stared silently at Hoyeon Ji.

“I… met Chu Mun-won.”

“It seems you had your revenge…”

The situation was understood with a single exchange of words.

Dan So-mi must have discovered the heavily injured Chu Mun-won, and that child, as she always did, would have treated the injured Chu Mun-won.

Then she ran into Hoyeon Ji, and the event must have unfolded in the end.

Dan Woo-hyun looked at the two spiritual beasts.

“You did well.”

The White Cat let out a soft meow. As if pleased by Dan Woo-hyun’s praise, it hopped and climbed onto his shoulder.

The White Tiger, letting out a low growl, glanced at Dan Woo-hyun before turning its head and disappearing somewhere.

Seeing it leap over the wall, it seemed it intended to go hunting.

Dan Woo-hyun smiled as he took Dan So-mi from Hoyeon Ji.

“It seems your earnest wish reached this child’s luck.”

“…Is that so?”

“It might be, or it might not be. But in the end, didn’t you get your revenge?”

Hoyeon Ji squeezed her fists tightly and nodded. The sensation of piercing Chu Mun-won’s heart still remained at her fingertips.

She had been too out of it to feel anything at that time, but now it was gradually sinking in.

“It would have been impossible if he hadn’t been injured.”

“…”

Dan Woo-hyun, looking at Hoyeon Ji who said nothing, turned his back.

Holding Dan So-mi, he slowly walked to the room while uttering cryptic words.

“Perhaps letting Chu Mun-won escape was also an arrangement for this very outcome.”

Hoyeon Ji tilted her head at Dan Woo-hyun’s words.

* * *

Sitting inside Dan So-mi’s room, Dan Woo-hyun looked down at the child who had not opened her eyes yet.

He slowly reached out to tidy up her messy hair, and stroked her rosy cheeks with a smirk.

A father’s warm gaze looking at his child.

Because it was a side of him he had shown to no one else, it was all the more precious and special.

“If I was your heavenly luck, you are my heavenly luck.”

This child was one who harbored heavenly luck.

That was why she should have died early without living long. Children born with heavenly luck usually met death naturally before they could even blossom.

If ten were born, all ten died.

Though Dan So-mi did not know it, the slaughter of the village where she lived with her parents and her being on the verge of death in the streets were all due to that reason.

However, upon meeting Dan Woo-hyun, Dan So-mi’s dead starlight regained its vitality.

For this child, heavenly luck referred to Dan Woo-hyun himself.

With a bitter smile, he tapped sleeping Dan So-mi’s brow with his finger. He saw the expression of the soundly sleeping child frown slightly.

“Heavenly luck is not something that attracts only good things in the first place.”

Dan Woo-hyun smiled as he recalled all the things that had happened in the past. He knew all too well that those events occurred because of the rebound of the heavenly luck Dan So-mi possessed.

This world was always fair.

If there was something good, there was bound to be something bad as well.

When Dan So-mi’s heavenly luck was in motion, the opposite was bound to happen too.

“Mmm…”

“Are you awake?”

“Dad?!”

Dan So-mi sat up in surprise. She looked around with a blank stare, and then looked straight at Dan Woo-hyun.

“Hehehe.”

She smiled beamishly.

It was a smile of relief from having him by her side.

Dan Woo-hyun lightly reached out and stroked her head.

“What about the White Cat… and the White Tiger?”

“They are running around and playing well.”

“Then what about big sister?”

“She eats well and sleeps well.”

“Huh?”

Dan So-mi tilted her head. She definitely remembered going up the mountain. She had met a strange man there, and lost her memories after that.

But when she opened her eyes, she was home.

Was all of it an illusion?

In her wonder, she tilted her small head.

“I was out there…”

“You were sleeping.”

“Yes?”

Dan So-mi quietly stared at Dan Woo-hyun’s face.

He looked at her with eyes devoid of any deceit while caressing her tiny hand. At that warm temperature, her mood softened without her realizing it.

“You were sleeping. You woke up late.”

“But So-mi…”

“Did you have a bad dream?”

Huh?

Dan So-mi let out a soft groan.

Could a dream be so vivid like reality?

Since she could explain every single detail, Dan So-mi looked out the window with a complicated expression.

Before she knew it, she saw that the sun was slowly setting.

Having stared at it for a long time, Dan So-mi smiled brightly. Her expression was exceedingly cheerful, as if she knew something but felt no need to show it, and had cleanly forgotten about the bad things.

“Yes! I really had a strange dream. Hehe.”

“I see. I hope you will have a better dream next time.”

Dan So-mi nodded at Dan Woo-hyun’s words.

Soon, she hugged his embrace tightly and rubbed her cheek.

Dan Woo-hyun’s deep scent felt so pleasant that she slid back into sleep once more.

Dan Woo-hyun carefully laid Dan So-mi down again.

He gently kissed the forehead of the soundly sleeping child.

“Do not worry about anything.”

No matter what happened, it was fine.

Dan Woo-hyun had the strength and ability to easily overcome such things.

It was the first time he realized that this talent, which was no different from a curse, and this strength, which had mocked the world and drawn the anger of the Eight Immortals, could be so useful.

He smiled and stroked the sleeping child’s head.

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