Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation

that they had fought were already a problem because of their durability and self destruction?

“And your third ability?”

Now everyone couldn’t deny that they were interested in what Songhwa had to say.

“The last one is spatial distortion.”

“Spatial distortion?”

“You all know Rapid Body Movement, right?”

Seol-Hwi’s subordinates nodded.
Rapid Body Movement was a well-known technique by many martial artists.

“I’m not on that level yet, since it’s very advanced.
Instead, my ability is moving from one fixed place to another in an instant.”

“…Did I hear you correctly?”

“That’s possible?”

Imugi and Yong Jin couldn’t believe it.

“Show us that acceleration method!”

“No, no, call on the dead!”

“We have to see you try spatial distortion!”

While everyone was excitedly asking Songhwa to demonstrate, Seo Ryeong approached Jeok Song and asked him,

“Where’s the Captain?”

“Well…”

Seol-Hwi was sitting alone in an empty space, not far from his men.

He had been silent all the way here, and that didn’t change when they arrived.
He couldn’t help it.

It was because his head was full of thoughts on the Demon Zen Biography.

The only one who was unsuitable…

The last of the 12 warriors Seol-Hwi had read about.

His words, which revealed his frustrations, never left Seol-Hwi’s mind.

That’s because, this was a story of a warrior who was judged unsuitable for demonic energy.

[At some point, I thought, why do I have to kill them? Why do I have to kill people whom I have nothing to do with? Those who live kindly? I couldn’t understand.
Even so, I could not refuse orders.]

[As I followed them, I grew increasingly guilty.
Those above don’t like those with weak hearts, especially people who were unsuited for demonic energy.
And I am one of them.]

The person who introduced himself as Gong 1, unlike others, wrote about his self-hatred and guilt.
And notably, Gong was a member of the Sect.

[I seemed to understand why the Sect only wanted those who could handle demonic energy.
One cannot overcome the pain if they aren’t stained by demonic nature.
I had to somehow justify the murder in order to live, but I couldn’t.]

Gong seemed to have worked tirelessly to justify the killings he did.
But at a certain point, this made him fall even lower.

[Is it because I got too strong? I know that if things went on, I would end up going crazy.
No, it’s been a while, but there were times when I had already lost myself.
Because the signs of madness occurred too frequently.
Because the demonic martial arts were constantly aiming at me, like a snake’s tongue, in order to extract me of my reasoning.]

Seol-Hwi wasn’t sure what this meant.
He got stronger, but not at the same time?

[In the end, I am at a dead end.
If I don’t use the demonic martial arts, I cannot become stronger.
But if I do use them, I will become insane.
In this dilemma, what do I choose?]

[There is only one solution.
To go to the extreme.
Use the demonic martial arts, and have complete control over them.
But that is impossible in the first place.
My body is told to be unsuitable, and I cannot jump over two steps at once.]

What Seol-Hwi understood was that someone who was not suitable for demonic energy could not rise above a certain level.

“Am I like that too?”

Most martial artists from the Sect with high ranks were known to have demonic nature.

If a person was unsuitable for that energy, and reached a high level, it would be widely talked about in the Sect.
But not once did Seol-Hwi hear of such a thing.

[I then stopped everything, and I fell into contemplation.
And I thought, if I could control myself, and at the same time, predict the movements of treasures reflected from the outside… was it possible to climb to the top?]

Movements?

Seol-Hwi focused on those words.

Here, the ‘treasures’ were all things in the world.
And Gong intended to move forward by reading the movements of all objects reflected in his eyes.

It was very broad and abstract, something that can’t be compared, even to counting the number of leaves.

However, the effort of the man inside this book could be felt.
And it was another opportunity for Seol-Hwi to see things in a different perspective.

Leaves…

He watched the leaves fall from the trees.

It was to guess where they would fall.

Whoosh!

The wind blew right at that moment, changing the direction of the leaves again.

Here…?

But Seol-Hwi’s guess was wrong.

The leaves were not stationary, or still.
They were light, and small, and the wind affected them.

Even the shape of each leaf looked slightly different.

How about here…!

Or maybe here…!

The leaves were shaken by the slightest wind, and they moved far.
The direction Seol-Hwi guessed was wrong every time, and Seol-Hwi realized this was not as easy as he thought.

It was an act that didn’t make sense, but Seol-Hwi still could not leave.

Can I use Simulation?

He had personal questions, but he also wanted to check the book’s contents with the Simulation.

“How do I get to the Supreme Demon level?”

Seol-Hwi waited for a long time, and the result came half an hour later.

For the first time, the Simulation said that it couldn’t find an answer.

Gong, meaning “Empty”. ↩️