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Dad Is the Demonic Cult Leader – Chapter 92

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Chapter 92

Certainly……

In my past life, I lived suppressing and controlling all five desires and seven emotions.

From the desires for wealth , fame , food , sleep , and sex to joy , anger , sorrow , pleasure , love , hate , and desire ……

Of course, it wasn’t because I was a monk stuck in a deep mountain valley reciting Buddhist scriptures or a tiger-riding, horse-faced Taoist cultivating the Way.

It was simply because my profession was that of an assassin, a killer who made a living by taking people’s lives, nothing more than a murderer.

My past life was one in which ‘humanity’ was thoroughly extinguished.

However……

Paradoxically, because I was an assassin, I didn’t have to worry about anything other than killing people.

For example, in the Demonic Cult, which operates on the principle of ‘the strong survive,’ do you think I would have cared about what others thought?

I did not bow down to anyone except the Cult Leader, and because I did not have to follow any conventions, I lived more freely than anyone else, and my innate nature was also like that.

Because of that……

In this lifetime, I don’t intend to give up my pride easily.

Of course, I don’t want to live as a reckless fool who can’t distinguish between right and wrong, but at least I don’t need to show mercy to those who pick fights with me, right?

Besides……

“You bastard! You’re acting so recklessly because you don’t know how scary the world is! Do you look down on the Hebei Peng Family?!”

Especially if the opponent is a moron who doesn’t know his place,

“It’s not that I look down on the Hebei Peng Family……”

“……!”

“It’s just that you’re pathetic.”

Do I need to hold back?

Chaaeng━!

Peng Jung-sam suddenly pulled out his broadsword and glared at me as if he wanted to kill me.

He was a huge guy, and he looked like a mountain bandit, so I could feel his menacing aura, but I didn’t feel any pressure because I’ve seen Il-dong, Yi-dong, and Sam-dong, who are much bigger and dirtier than Peng Jung-sam.

“Whoa…… I knew you came to pick a fight. But are you going to pull out your sword right away?”

Actually, that part was unexpected.

Doesn’t this mean he wants to start a fight right away?

At my question, Peng Jung-sam’s face became even more enraged as he moved his rough lips.

“I don’t mind if you insult me. But you insulted the Hebei Peng Family, the Jinju Eon Family, and even the Emei Sect! That’s something you should be beheaded for!!”

Oh my……

Is he going to drag them into this too?

As I’ve always felt, the righteous bastards are all masters of ‘mudslinging.’

When did I insult the Hebei Peng Family and the Jinju Eon Family?

On top of that, seeing him cling to the Emei Sect, Peng Jung-sam didn’t seem like an ordinary, despicable person.

Because of that, I wanted to draw my sword and cut off his head right away, but……

I couldn’t bring myself to kill him in broad daylight, especially at the Martial Alliance Headquarters, so I held back and said,

“Peng. Think carefully, even now. It’s commonplace for young martial artists to have skirmishes in Jianghu. In other words, it means that there’s no problem with you and me exchanging a few blows with our bare hands. However, if we start a sword fight, whether I win or you win, things will get complicated. Are you confident you can handle the aftermath?”

Then, Peng Jung-sam’s eyes fluttered.

He may have boldly drawn his sword, but he wouldn’t have had the courage to start a sword fight easily.

At that moment.

Coincidentally, So-seon, who had been silent the whole time, opened her mouth.

“Peng. Sheathe your sword.”

“So…… So-seon!”

“We are participants in this tournament. As Jin said, wouldn’t it be troublesome if we started a sword fight before the tournament even began?”

“Th, then So-seon! We can’t just let this arrogant guy go, can we?”

He’s really talking nonsense.

Ha……

I was dumbfounded listening to So-seon and Peng Jung-sam’s conversation, and I wanted to interrupt, but I held back because I was curious what that idiot Peng Jung-sam would say next.

“Let’s do this.”

“Wh, what do you mean, So-seon!”

In response to Peng Jung-sam’s urgent question, So-seon unexpectedly asked me a question.

“Jin.”

“What?”

“I have a question.”

“So, what is it?”

“……”

“Ask away.”

“First, I want to hear your position clearly. Do you intend to insult the Emei Sect?”

“I have no intention of insulting the Emei Sect, including you. From the beginning, you guys, especially those two, were looking at me in an unpleasant way, so I felt uncomfortable, and since you came here to pick a fight, I’m just responding.”

“Okay. Then, I don’t want to have a pointless argument with you, so I’ll step aside.”

At that moment, Peng Jung-sam and Eon Heon’s eyes widened.

Were they surprised because So-seon, the one with the greatest reputation and background among them, was stepping aside?

Of course……

It would be beneficial to me if that woman stepped aside.

But whatever,

“Whether you step aside or not, it’s up to you.”

Since So-seon also looked at me in a disgusting way, my tone naturally became blunt.

“Jin. You seem to be quite rude.”

“Likewise.”

“Forget it. Let’s stop since we can’t communicate.”

“Why do you keep talking if you’re going to stop?”

“Th……”

As I kept pushing, So-seon’s expression also distorted as if she was getting angry.

At that time, as if Yeon-u had an idea, he suddenly interrupted and asked So-seon,

“Now, now. It seems like things are getting too heated, so let’s calm down. First of all, So-seon said she has no intention of arguing with my brother, so isn’t it settled?”

“Yes. I’ve confirmed that Jin has no intention of insulting our sect, so I don’t want to argue with him.”

“Then……”

“But I can’t just watch Peng and Jin have a sword fight. How about I and Young Master Seok intervene in the two’s spar and become observers? Of course, I’m talking about an unarmed spar without weapons.”

Unexpectedly, So-seon calmly presented her opinion.

‘This is great……?’

This is……

Truly advantageous for me.

Unarmed combat is my specialty.

◈ ◈ ◈

“Alright, So-seon! I, Peng Jung-sam, will crush that arrogant bastard!!”

Oh really?

As soon as So-seon finished speaking, Peng Jung-sam sheathed his sword, then patted his chest and boasted, showing off his huge physique.

I smirked at the sight, and at that moment, the bastard from the Jinju Eon Family, Eon Heon, also opened his mouth and chimed in.

“Then Peng. Do I have no chance? I also find it difficult to forgive the rudeness of that Jang’an bumpkin.”

Then, Peng Jung-sam twisted his already ugly face even more grotesquely and let out a rotten smile.

“Hehe. Eon. What can I do? I’m the one who called dibs on him first, right? So, step aside.”

“Oh well! I can’t help it. Then Peng. Just teach him a lesson without killing him. As So-seon said, if we turn a participant into a pulp before the tournament even starts, it’ll be troublesome in many ways, wouldn’t it?”

“Kekeke. You’re absolutely right.”

“Hahaha!”

Peng Jung-sam and Eon Heon laughed like idiots and openly mocked me.

However, even So-seon, who was on their side, seemed to find them pathetic and frowned, but what was even funnier was Yeon-u’s gaze as he glared at Peng Jung-sam and Eon Heon with burning eyes.

‘……Is he pissed?’

Perhaps……

Yeon-u must have been furious that they were insulting me excessively.

Yeon-u is usually like that.

He’s tolerant of others criticizing him, but if someone insults me or criticizes the Seokga Estate, he transforms into a rabid hunting dog.

‘Good.’

I……

Suddenly had a good idea and shouted at Eon Heon,

“Eon!”

“……What?”

“Do you really want to fight too?”

“Of course! I want to twist your neck right now.”

“Then let’s do this.”

“……”

“I’ll fight Peng Jung-sam, and you fight Yeon-u. So-seon will be the sole observer.”

“I’m angry at you, not at Young Master Seok.”

“Shut up. Yeon-u and I are like brothers, so my will is Yeon-u’s will, and Yeon-u’s will is my will, you bastard.”

“Th…… This crazy bastard!”

Eon Heon frowned and momentarily glanced at Yeon-u.

In short, he was asking Yeon-u a silent question.

Knowing Yeon-u’s indecisiveness, I set the stage myself.

“Yeon-u.”

“Yes, brother.”

“Can you beat that bastard?”

“Bro, brother……!”

“Just say whether you can win or not.”

“……I think I can win.”

“What?”

“I think I can win……”

“I can’t hear you.”

“I said I can win! I think I can beat that bastard!”

Suddenly……

As if surprised by his own words, Yeon-u widened his eyes and covered his mouth with his hand,

“Is, is that guy crazy?”

Eon Heon blushed with embarrassment and glared at Yeon-u.

I,

“Then it’s settled.”

Patted Yeon-u’s shoulder and nodded.

“Bro, brother?!”

“Let’s have a good fight. We’ll think about the consequences later.”

◈ ◈ ◈

Actually……

Because I studied martial arts history during my time in the Assassin’s Guild, I’m well-versed in it, but on the other hand, I’m weak in the complicated customs between martial artists, so I’m no different from an ignoramus.

There’s a difference between the righteous, the unorthodox, and the demonic factions that I’ve noticed since I’ve been reincarnated and living as a true martial artist, not an assassin, and that’s the ‘process’ of fighting.

How should I put it……

When demonic martial artists get into a fight, they don’t care about anything and focus on taking the opponent’s life.

In other words, they don’t care about the situation and will try to kill anyone who’s an enemy.

On the other hand, the unorthodox faction is a little different from the demonic faction.

Of course, the unorthodox faction doesn’t hesitate to use all sorts of dirty tricks for their own benefit, but that’s something anyone would do, so let’s set that aside.

First of all, even the unorthodox bastards exchange names and backgrounds, and depending on the situation, they often settle their grudges through spars instead of life-or-death battles.

In fact, the Sixth Guardian and I adopted that kind of fighting style.

Finally, the righteous faction has a more complicated process than the demonic or unorthodox factions. First of all, exchanging names and backgrounds is a given, and there’s a lot of fuss about which sect someone learned from, what their lineage is, etc.

Of course, there are cases where they skip that process and start fighting with swords right away (Like when I beat up the Hengshan Sect guys), but this is the Martial Alliance Headquarters, and the observer of the spar is a picky woman who’s supposedly one of the Nine Phoenixes of the Righteous Path, so we had to find a secluded forest, make a promise not to raise any objections to the spar afterward, and even pledge to accept the outcome before we could lay the groundwork for the fight.

Anyway, after all that trouble.

Yeon-u and I entered a 2:2 spar with Peng Jung-sam and Eon Heon.

“I, Peng Jung-sam of the Hebei Peng Family, challenge Jin So-cheon, the Sect Leader of the Dawn Heaven Sect, to a spar. Since you’re a newcomer to Jianghu, I’ll give you a three-move handicap if you want.”

What a pathetic bastard.

Who’s giving who a three-move handicap?

Is he really crazy?

But……

Instead of thinking that way……

Isn’t it quite cool?

“Hey, give him the handicap.”

“???”

“Give him the three-move handicap.”

“O, okay.”

“I’m going, Peng.”

“Come on, you little……”

Kwaaaang━!

Ouch……

I was going to humiliate him while he was giving me the three-move handicap.

But I unknowingly hit him a little too hard (?) with my first move.

“Peng.”

“……”

“Breathe, you bastard.”


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(🇰🇷)Dad Is the Demonic Cult Leader

🇰🇷)Dad Is the Demonic Cult Leader

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
The commander of the Great Heavenly Demon Holy Cult’s assassination unit, the best assassin of all time, Number 7! Opening his eyes after he met his end… “Pa, papa?” Suddenly, he became a dad?! The strongest assassin commander’s difficult parenting journey begins now!

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