The Head’s room was situated behind the students’ dormitory in the Heavenly Dragon Academy.
He was a master martial artist who was approved by the Murim Alliance, and he was appointed the Head position of the Academy as he was the most powerful martial artist who could protect the students if danger occurred.
I really have to go all around the place.
On the contrary, the instructors’ rooms were in the opposite direction, forcing me to take numerous turns to reach my destination.
...He should’ve just sent me straight to the Head’s room.
Why did I even bother going all the way to Cheol Hwanho?
Now I have to take all these extra turns because of it.
Rustle.
The crunch of leaves underfoot tickled my ears as I walked.
After some grumbling and walking, I found myself nearly there.
One upside was that I got to skip a lesson, having been called during lunchtime.
Unless they delved deep into a topic, it was pointless for me to learn it—these were things I’d already experienced in my past life.
Are there no escorts around here?
One unexpected thing was the absence of Kunlun Sect escorts guarding the place.
To be fair, there was no need for any guards when you were as strong as the Qinghai Sword.
The only one likely capable of sneaking past Qinghai Sword’s senses was probably the Sword Queen.
This meant that as soon as I approached him, I’d already entered his sensory range.
I wonder why the Head called me alone.
Did he have some special reason?
With that thought, I kept moving forward.
I’ll find out when I see him.
I slowly entered the building.
Despite its exterior, the building felt larger inside. I noticed several rooms and wondered which one to enter.
Slide.
Then, a door slid open, and my eyes met the person stepping out.
“Huh?”
“Ah.”
A lady with brown hair surrounded by a golden aura
The person responsible for making me feel concerned.
It was Wi Seol-Ah.
“Why are you coming out from there?”
I accidentally spoke in a loud voice.
Wi Seol-Ah looked surprised too, as if she hadn’t expected to see me here.
Like her, I had to be extremely surprised as well.
I couldn’t feel her presence from inside.
Sensing the Qinghai Sword was one thing, but I couldn’t even detect Wi Seol-Ah, despite her being here.
This meant,
There is something that’s making everyone’s presence here faint.
Was this the Qinghai Sword’s doing?
That probably wasn’t it.
To my knowledge, he didn’t have the power to pull off something like this.
I had plenty of information about the Qinghai Sword.
I didn’t know much about his martial strength, but I knew about the title he has yet to get in this timeline.
Then, was it a treasure’s power?
That was the most likely.
I didn’t know what kind of a treasure it was, but it was certainly effective.
“You...”
“The... Head called me for a moment.”
“The Head?”
The Qinghai Sword called Wi Seol-Ah?
Is it because of the Sword Venerable?
It’s possible the Qinghai Sword called her because she’s a descendant of the Sword Venerable.
I wasn’t sure if that’s what happened, but Wi Seol-Ah’s reaction suggested otherwise.
Embarrassment? It was written all over her face, but why was she embarrassed after seeing me?
“...You.”
When I called out to Wi Seol-Ah with suspicion, her shoulders flinched.
“Did you cause some trouble?”
“...!”
Wi Seol-Ah lowered her head the moment she heard my words, I seemed to have hit the nail on the head.
It looked like I was right.
Wi Seol-Ah was called here by the Head because she caused trouble?
I was curious about what she did to warrant being called to the Head’s room instead of the instructor’s.
No, it was more surprising that Wi Seol-Ah caused trouble in the first place.
“What kind of trouble did you- “
Just as I was about to ask Wi Seol-Ah,
Slide-
A closed door slid open by itself,
Swoosh!
And a gust of wind blew from within the room.
I could sense that Tao Qi was densely infused with the wind.
-Come in.
Then, a heavy voice echoed telepathically in my mind.
Just hearing the voice in my head felt like my whole body was echoing.
For me to feel this much just from his voice, huh? The Qinghai Sword is at a much higher level than I thought.
I expected him to be weaker than the Celestial Plum Blossom, but I suppose one of the heads of the Ten Sect Alliance wouldn’t be weak.
“Wait outside.”
“...Outside?”
“Yes, I have something I want to talk to you about, so you better wait.”
Ensuring she wouldn’t run away, I stepped into the room before she could even respond.
As soon as my foot crossed the line that separated the room from outside,
Woong-!
“...!”
It felt as if a powerful Qi wrapped around me.
The air felt distinctly different from the outside.
Cold sweat trickled down my body from the density of the Qi.
This old man.
I brute-forced my way through the dense Qi and kept moving forward.
The air wasn’t dense enough to choke me, nor was I sweating because the atmosphere was unbearable.
Is he trying to kill a man?
With just one movement from the Qinghai Sword, the Tao Qi in the room turned violent.
I pressed on through the thick atmosphere.
As I walked at a steady pace, I began to see a figure seated ahead.
It was an old man, small in stature with white hair, but at my current level, I couldn’t gauge the sharpness of the sword within him.
The old man’s eyes were closed, but he was certainly looking at me.
“How impressive.”
As I arrived, the old man began to speak.
“I was curious about what kind of a child you were, given the rumors,”
People called this old man by many titles, but none of them were derogatory.
He was one of the Three Fists of the Seven Steel.
He was also one of the Five Sword Masters.
The head of the Kunlun Sect in Qinghai.
And...
“The rumors hardly do you justice.”
He would soon be called the Demon of Qinghai.
One of the Heavenly Demon’s right-hand men now looked at me with a smile.
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The Qinghai Sword.
Or rather, the Demon of Qinghai.
The old man was known by both titles during the time of calamity.
This was around the time when the Heavenly Demon first emerged in the Central Plains.
At that time, the Orthodox Faction held great power, and no one truly grasped the extent of the Heavenly Demon’s might.
They saw no reason to fear a nameless figure claiming they would destroy the Central Plains.
No one believed a single individual could dominate the vast Central Plains; it seemed an impossibility.
Yet, despite this, many succumbed to the Heavenly Demon, becoming Demonic Humans, later known as the Great Demonic Humans.
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