Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation
chapter-393

The Emei Sect woman departed, leaving Seol-Hwi feeling bewildered.

He had never encountered anything this mysterious before. Having someone delve into his innermost thoughts repeatedly, and meeting someone who hinted at future events.

Isn’t she like a prophet?

It differed from the prophets who foresaw the future without understanding what was to come, and who spoke sparingly.

He yearned to inquire further and converse more, but the woman had already departed.

Seol-Hwi could not catch up with her. Despite lacking special martial arts, how could he confront someone so enigmatic and incomparable?

The world holds many enigmas.

Seol-Hwi began to sort through his thoughts.

Her mention of “balance” was something he could not disregard.

He realized that controlling the power within him was unattainable without a point of equilibrium.

“You should give it a try.”

After composing his thoughts to some extent, Seol-Hwi set off to practice.

Seol-Hwi found a vantage point with a commanding view and focused.

Without attempting it, one could not experience it. It was a scenario where answers remained elusive.

Like the Yin and Yang of Taiji, he needed to concentrate fully on attaining balance by merging the essence of both.

“Will I endure?”

Breathing slowly, Seol-Hwi delved into deep contemplation.

Following the Taiji flow he had acquired from Wudang in the past, he gradually eased into a state of natural detachment.

Then it became apparent.

Yin and Yang, the two distinct forces of nature, above and below.

Shhh!

The moment of truth had arrived.

Seol-Hwi, rooted in Taiji, began to employ other techniques simultaneously.

The Demonic Sect’s demonic energy surged.

Kukuku

Then the Yin and Yang of Taiji.

Among them, the negative energy began to run wild. The internal energy of justice arts was warm and helped the body, so it was Yang. The demonic energy gave strength, but it harmed the soul of the body.

Now, Seol-Hwi had stepped into the Profound Master level but was in a state for further growth.

Naturally, the amount of Yin qi raised overwhelmingly overshadowed the amount of the newly created Taiji.

“Eukk…”

Not even a moment passed, and pain began to seep out of Seol-Hwi’s along with his groans.

Taiji was spinning insanely like a storm had shaken it, and Seol-Hwi’s whole body was glowing not with heat but with cold air. And yet, Seol-Hwi did not lose consciousness.

Mental strength was what he had to cultivate now—patience.

Crackle!

The sound of roasting beans was heard around his body, and the blood vessels throughout the body began to expand insanely.

His face and body turned red.

After holding on like that, once the beginning had passed.

This time it will be real.

Seol-Hwi sensed something unpleasant.

The amount of Yin qi flowing through the body had multiplied several times now. The last time he thought the Yin qi was due to effects of lacking something, but that was not the case.

It was the height of extreme growth, and this time, it was the invasion of Yin qi that he had achieved by truly attaining escape from the Supreme Demon.

Shhh. Wheik.

Yin and Yang did not coexist but were opposites. All the clothes on his body disappeared and burned down. The body of Seol-Hwi was already boiling like magma.

Crack! Crackle!

Nevertheless, the flow of qi did not stop; in an instant, the qi of nature was drawn in like water pouring in, to the point where the plants around were already dying.

And at some point—

Kwang!

Seol-Hwi was shocked. He instinctively felt that huge shock in his head.

Based on the growth until now, he was now not fine with absorbing the demonic qi directly.

Crack!

The sound of beans being roasted, rather, was an exploding sound emanating from the energy and blood flowing.

He got up. With that came pain. External forces that disrupted the upper, middle, and lower dantian.

“Kuaak!”

All the energy and blood in the body were in motion.

When two energies that could never be mixed coexisted, they returned to Taiji, holding harmony.

The Yin and Yang flow was accelerating to an extent that could not be anticipated.

In that unknown flow, Seol-Hwi’s consciousness, which had been holding on since Profound Master, was starting to blur.

Endure it… make sure to endure….

Seol-Hwi, who had been stubbornly holding on, witnessed it.

A force that could not be resisted. Perhaps, the enormous sense of excitement he felt when he climbed onto Supreme Demon, all that rushed back to his body at once.

Kwakwakwang!

The flow of demonic energy was exploding insanely, as if gunpowder had been set on fire.

In the end, Seol-Hwi had lost sight of the center of taiji. That moment—

Kwakwang!

The entire body exploded into the air, making it unrecognizable. At the center, where only a handful of bloodstains remained, the air currents turned into a whirlpool.

Rumble

It grew bigger, devouring the surroundings, and soon grew like a mountain.

It was something that Seol-Hwi, who was already dead, could not have known. The enormous force continued to exist as a terrifying gust for several years later.

It had turned into a strange phenomenon no one could understand.

<Seol-Hwi has died.> <Currently, 477 lives remain. What would you like to do?>

“Of…”

It was only when Seol-Hwi saw the text message that appeared before his eyes that he realized he had died.

This isn’t easy.

Trying to harmonize it caused confusion in the mind. Not just that, but this unknown pain, which felt like every blood vessel in the body was on fire, could not be controlled.

He was at a loss on how to balance it.

Should I have controlled it from the start?

Profound Master lay on the ground, attempting to separate Yin and Yang to allow for direct flow and harmony.

However, the Yin qi became explosive, making it impossible to control. When he ascended to Profound Demon, the energy became nearly unmanageable.

Did it not feel like doing something impossible?

<What would you like to do?> ▶Start from the beginning ▷Start with AI ▷Continue ▷Load a save point

I will go till the very end.

Despite his failure, Seol-Hwi’s decision remained unchanged, opting to load a save point and exit the system.

With that, Seol-Hwi headed to the place where he had previously perished.

“Phew.”

Upon reaching Mount Mong, Seol-Hwi resumed his training.

First, he focused on strengthening his body. Physical conditioning was crucial not only for enlightenment but also to achieve a higher level of enlightenment.

Even as a Supreme Master, the flow of qi must be precise within the body. It had been approximately six months since he began conditioning his body to adapt to this requirement.

“This isn’t easy either.”

The moment one spoke of the Tao, it ceased to be the Tao. Prejudices and judgments arise, necessitating their avoidance to attain new enlightenment.

Nevertheless, he managed to progress, leading up to the fateful day once more.

This time, Seol-Hwi attempted to control the energy and began to accept it.

During the previous attempt, the Taiji flow suddenly shifted to Yin, posing a challenging direction to manage.

Now, let us begin.

He entered a meditative trance once more, establishing a center known as Taiji.

As before, he embraced the Yin qi, ensuring the Taiji flow was not too rapid.

Thud!

Hmm.

The beginning seemed promising. By the time he reached the Supreme Demon state, he felt confident in his ability to control it. Consequently, nothing unusual occurred, and the energy flow remained calm and regulated.

As long as he did not do it on purpose, he took a leisurely approach and pulled himself together.

Kwaang!

Just like that, the Yin qi, which he had been absorbing little by little, suddenly surged.

Here it comes.

The Yin qi, previously absorbed gradually, was now overwhelming him. As the storm intensified, Seol-Hwi realized he was on the verge of death.

He had an inkling.

From that moment on, he focused all his mind on controlling the Yin qi.

Kang! Kwakwakwak!

But that was mere indulgence.

Th-this?

Controlling the Yin qi seemed impossible. No matter how hard he tried to concentrate his mind and guide the flow, he could not prevent the energy from erupting like a volcano.

Crack

“Ughh…”

Explosions rippled through Seol-Hwi’s body, disrupting his concentration. Overwhelmed by the immense Yin qi, he struggled with the pain, losing control.

“Kuakukukuk.”

He could endure only for a short while.

By gritting his teeth and focusing on the core of Taiji, he managed to bear it. However, as the qi surged like a raging tsunami rather than gentle waves, Seol-Hwi sensed the impending catastrophe.

This…

No. He would not be able to contain it.

Kwang!

A lightning-like shock struck his head, causing him to lose consciousness instantly.

Rumble!

The core, now feeling larger than before, tore through Seol-Hwi’s body, engulfing him in an explosion.

<Seol-Hwi has died.> <Currently, 476 lives remain. What would you like to do?>

He stared at the message in a daze.

This time, he could not comprehend how he had perished. He retraced his steps through the past path meticulously, only to fail once more.

<Seol-Hwi has died.>

“Huh…”

This time, it was not just a couple of hours; it was days of slow meditation.

He absorbed the qi, yet the outcome mirrored the previous attempts.

In his next life, he tried something different.

Instead of advancing to Profound Master and then utilizing Profound Demon, he opted to start with Profound Demon.

<Seol-Hwi has died.>

But that attempt also ended in failure.

Maybe because that was not Taiji at all, the control felt impossible.

This time, he realized why the martial arts of the Justice faction spoke more about stability, even though it held less strength than Demonic Arts.

<Seol-Hwi has died.>

In the next life, he tried the first method again but failed.

<Seol-Hwi has died.>

In the following life, after learning the cultivation to protect the body, he ascended to Profound Master and then called for taiji to the Demonic energy, but that failed too.

<Seol-Hwi has died.> <Seol-Hwi has died.> <Seol-Hwi has died.>

“…This cannot happen.”

After experiencing failure about five more times, Seol-Hwi gave up trying.

He had now changed his mind. He found a solution from the woman he met in the last life.

It was the moment when he decided to step into Emei Sect to ask for her help…

The Emei Sect—

There were four major sacred places of Buddhism, and this was where the largest gathering of bhikkhuni was.

The highest peak of it was the Geum-jong peak, and there was a temple built among strangely shaped rocks. The place where the Fufu temple was located.

Although there were many people who learned martial arts, there were also many people who gained enlightenment by reading and studying the doctrines of Buddhism.

Although there were some men, most elder officials were women. The fact that they were called Satae meant they were different.

And although it was now known as the inscription of the sword, the original teachings of the Emei Sect was fist and spear techniques though the others were being used.

“Phew.”

Seol-Hwi was climbing Mount Emei and breathed heavily.

First of all, he was moving by the thought of meeting a woman, but when he thought about it, he realized that the last time he met her, he did not ask for her name.

At least, he heard she was staying in the temple, so he decided to walk.

Hooo.

While walking, he saw many bhikkhuni go down, and he asked them, but they all just shook their heads.

After a while, he arrived at Emei Sect and took a short break.

“But… what do I say when I meet her?”

It was something he had pondered the entire way. Should he be honest about the situation and seek help?

Asking was not the issue. Either she helped or not. But what if she was not there?

I need to offer something.

There was nothing free in the world. The knowledge required to reach new heights by merging the two forces.

How could he reach the stage he desires? Could he do it?

“I need to try something. If things continue like this, I will only perish…”

It was the moment he gathered his thoughts and stood up.

Cha-cha-chang!

Around five to six bhikkhuni came running out of the forest with a loud noise. Suddenly, Seol-Hwi found himself surrounded and was met with shocked expressions.

“Who are you!”

“Tell us where you are from!”

“This sensation! Where do you come from?”

“…?”

A menacing killing intent. They all appeared ready to harm Seol-Hwi, whom they were encountering for the first time.

Was the Emei Sect truly threatening their guest?

“Oh!”

At that moment, Seol-Hwi frowned in thought.

He had to meet her, so his body was not in a composed state, hence their horror was understandable.

Because it was a body brimming with demonic qi, characteristic of a formidable warrior.

This won’t be easy to handle.

Seol-Hwi touched his forehead.