In the first part of the novel *Record of the Heavenly Demon’s Return*, the Blood Successor primarily used a combination of two martial arts.
One was Buddhist martial arts, while the other was the Blood Rain Demon Technique, as mentioned by Mu-gyeong.
The protagonist of the first part faced this Blood Successor, speculating that he might have gone mad due to Qi Deviation from practicing a mix of Buddhist martial arts and demonic arts.
However, Mu-jin, who had spent over six years with Mu-gyeong, now understood.
Mu-gyeong explained that the Blood Successor wasn’t insane because he practiced both martial arts but because he was inherently a madman.
Combining the opposing martial arts might have been a trigger, but fundamentally, he was always ready to go mad.
“And if this Mu-gyeong’s talent is true, he wouldn’t fall into Qi Deviation just from combining the two.”
Though all the techniques were Buddhist martial arts, Mu-gyeong had already mastered more than a hundred Shaolin techniques.
In addition, he had learned techniques from the Wudang Sect, the opponents he faced at the Yongbongji Conference, and those he met in Guangxi Province.
Despite stealing and learning all these techniques, he remained sane. It was an unbelievable feat.
“Maybe he’s immune to madness because he’s already a bit crazy?”
As Mu-jin pondered this while looking at Mu-gyeong, Mu-gyeong looked back at him as if he were a mad dog and asked,
“Why? What’s with the sudden anxious look?”
With both Hye-gwan and Mu-jin often causing trouble, Mu-gyeong had learned to avoid crazy people.
They stared at each other like madmen for a moment.
A strange thought crossed Mu-jin’s mind.
“Wait. If we could obtain the Blood Rain Demon Technique here, we wouldn’t need to take a roundabout route, would we?”
In a year or two, the protagonist of the first part, who would become the future Heavenly Demon, was set to graduate as the top student of the Demonic Path Institute.
After graduation, he would be assigned to the combat unit of the Heavenly Demon Cult.
“From then on, he’ll be ruthlessly driven.”
Caught in the internal power struggle of the Heavenly Demon Cult, this talented but illegitimate son would be repeatedly thrown into life-and-death battles.
But his overwhelming talent would see him grow explosively through each crisis.
With a protagonist’s sense of weight and presence, he would eventually lead the combat unit, becoming its de facto leader.
After years of surviving the frontlines with his unit, he would return to the Heavenly Demon Cult, cleanse the cult, and ascend to the position of the Heavenly Demon.
Thus, the first part of the novel was titled *Record of the Heavenly Demon’s Return*.
However, Mu-jin’s interference had created a significant issue.
When the protagonist, as a new recruit of the combat unit, faced countless life-and-death situations over a year and became the de facto leader of the unit, a new order would be given to head to a new battlefield.
On the way to this new battlefield, a crucial event would occur when he encountered the Blood Successor during a massacre in a village.
This encounter would not happen now.
This event was important for a simple reason.
The future Heavenly Demon and the Blood Successor would engage in a titanic battle, through which the Heavenly Demon would gain further enlightenment and grow.
Without this enlightenment, the Heavenly Demon would face insurmountable challenges in the next battlefield.
In short, if the future Heavenly Demon headed to the next battlefield without fighting the Blood Successor, he would die.
Therefore, Mu-jin had been contemplating various ways since realizing Mu-gyeong was the Blood Successor.
“If Mu-gyeong obtains that technique here, we won’t have to worry about such trivial things!”
Apparently, Mu-gyeong caused some trouble and was confined in the Cave of Repentance in the novel.
After obtaining the Blood Rain Demon Technique from the Blood Demon, he escaped from Shaolin and operated as the Blood Successor.
But now was not the time to deduce the Blood Successor’s past, which was not described in the novel.
“So, who exactly is this Blood Demon?”
Mu-jin asked Mu-gyeong, who still looked at him as if he were crazy, to confirm if the Blood Rain Demon Technique he knew was the same.
“They said he was a blood-crazed murderer. He had mastered a strange technique called the Celestial Blood Absorption Technique, a type of Blood-Sucking Technique, which allowed him to absorb his opponent’s blood and inner power. Thanks to that, he had an absurd amount of inner power.”
“The Celestial Blood Absorption Technique too!”
This was also a technique the Blood Successor in the novel had mastered. Using this technique, the Blood Successor possessed an absurd amount of inner power for his age.
“A blood-crazed murderer, indeed.”
There was no longer any doubt.
“So, that Blood Demon is locked up here?”
“Yes. According to Master Uncle, it took forty-eight elders of Shaolin using three formations of the Eighteen Arhats Formation to capture him. Even then, over ten elders died or were injured.”
“He was an incredibly formidable master.”
Mu-gung shuddered at Mu-gyeong’s explanation. Meanwhile, Mu-jin noticed something odd.
“Over ten elders died or were injured, but why didn’t we know about it?”
“That was twenty years ago. Master Uncle Hye-gwan captured the Blood Demon when he was a second-class disciple.”
“…So, he’s already dead?”
Mu-jin asked with a sense of foreboding, but Mu-gyeong shook his head.
“The last time Master Uncle mentioned him was about a year ago. So, he was alive until then.”
“Where else? To find that Blood Demon.”
Mu-gung and Mu-gyeong both sighed deeply at Mu-jin’s absurd outburst.
“Why on earth do we need to find him?”
“We need to get that Blood Rain Demon Technique.”
“Why do we need that technique?”
“If we’re stuck here anyway, wouldn’t it be good to learn the martial arts of the villains here? Even if we can’t, you can.”
“Do we really need the martial arts of these villains?”
“You stole martial arts from bandits and shady merchants in Guangxi Province, so what’s the big deal now?”
“That was just to find a way to counter them. I don’t want to learn demonic arts…”
Only then did Mu-jin realize that Mu-gyeong had no reason or desire to learn demonic arts.
Considering how to persuade him, Mu-jin came up with a good idea.
“Think about it. We leave here in fifteen days. Where will we go after that?”
“We’ll return to our respective halls.”
“Right? Then won’t Master Uncle Hye-gwan be there?”
“What are you getting at?”
“Do you think he’ll let us go after we left without permission and returned after seven months?”
“You told me to come with you!!”
Mu-gyeong shouted in frustration, but Mu-jin just shrugged.
“Still, we did it together.”
“After spending fifteen days in the Cave of Repentance, won’t he let it go?”
“Do you think Master Uncle Hye-gwan will let it slide?”
Mu-gyeong couldn’t deny Mu-jin’s words.
Hye-gwan would definitely be itching to give him another dose of “love and care.”
“So, what’s your plan?”
“You said the Blood Rain Demon Technique was so powerful that even Master Uncle Hye-gwan and the other elders struggled to handle it. If you master it, won’t you be able to stand up to Master Uncle Hye-gwan?”
A scene naturally formed in Mu-gyeong’s mind.
A scene where he mastered the Blood Rain Demon Technique and fought against Master Uncle Hye-gwan.
Of course, Mu-gyeong didn’t want to torment or kill Master Uncle Hye-gwan.
He had realized during his experiences in Guangxi Province why Hye-gwan had been so harsh on him. It was just that…
“Maybe it’s time to fight back after taking so many beatings?”
Having been beaten thousands, no, tens of thousands of times over the past four years, Mu-gyeong just wanted to retaliate once.
Though inclined to learn the demonic arts by seeking the Blood Demon, Mu-gyeong hesitated.
“Isn’t it dangerous to learn demonic arts?”
“I might fall into Qi Deviation or suffer from madness.”
Mu-gyeong couldn’t trust himself. He knew he was different from others.
Being born with such a peculiar constitution, learning demonic arts might turn him into a mad killer. Mu-gyeong feared this.
Realizing what Mu-gyeong was worried about, Mu-jin felt a bit touched.
“He had been so preoccupied with his worries.”
The boy, who had always seemed childish and on the brink of madness, seemed to have matured.
So, Mu-jin spoke with conviction.
“I understand your concern, but don’t worry. You won’t have any problems mastering the Blood Rain Demon Technique.”
The Blood Successor in the novel might have gone mad due to the demonic arts, or he might have been inherently mad.
But Mu-gyeong wasn’t the Blood Successor.
“A truly mad person believes they’re normal. Just worrying about going mad means you’re halfway there. Besides, didn’t you find the trap in the Secret Techniques of Moonlight Sword Dance? You can fix the mnemonics of the Blood Rain Demon Technique if there’s a problem.”
Mu-gyeong still had a complicated expression, so
Mu-jin reassured him with a confident smile.
Perhaps it was Mu-jin’s confidence that eased Mu-gyeong’s worries.
Though Mu-jin often caused trouble, his suggestions rarely led to failure.
So, this time too, Mu-gyeong decided to trust Mu-jin.
“Fine. I’ll try to learn it. But if there’s any problem, I’ll stop immediately.”
“Sure. If you fall into Qi Deviation or madness, I’ll take care of it.”
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“I’ll tie you up and beat you until you snap out of it. If needed, I’ll bring Master Uncle Hye-gwan.”
Mu-gyeong couldn’t help but laugh at Mu-jin’s bold plan.
Seeing Mu-gyeong laugh, Mu-jin smiled lightly.
With the atmosphere relaxed, Mu-jin led the way.
“We haven’t even met the Blood Demon yet, so let’s not get ahead of ourselves and go inside.”
“Kimchi soup? What’s that?”
“It’s a dish from a far eastern country. Just know it’s not from here.”
Mu-jin’s nonsensical explanation was followed by a reluctant Mu-gung and a cheerful Mu-yul and Ling-ling.
Mu-gyeong, watching them, recalled Mu-jin’s words.
“Worrying about going mad means you’re halfway there…”
But his thoughts were interrupted by Mu-jin calling him.
“What are you doing? Come on.”
With a faint smile, Mu-gyeong joined Mu-jin, suddenly asking,
“Do you think you’re normal?”
“Of course. Who’s more rational than me?”
At Mu-jin’s confident reply, Mu-gyeong simply nodded.
“A madman always believes he’s normal.”
Indeed, even a madman could speak some truths.