Chapter 308: CheolYang Cheol the Wicked (1)The daily routine at the Heavenly Dragon Academy wasn’t too complicated.
Students were required to complete two hours of morning training after waking up.
Then, they would have lunch and begin their military training.
Instructors were assigned to students based on their intellectual level, and they had the choice to either conduct lessons or engage in a completely different type of training. Personally hated the lessons the most.
“Therefore... in order to deal with the blue Demons, you must destroy their Demonic Stone so that they die for sure and reduce the risk of explo- “
I don’t know how many times I’ve heard this.
It was only worse because I already knew everything.
I’m sure the other students had already learned all of this from their clans and Sects, making these lessons hell for everyone.
They all had their mouths shut, but they were probably fighting for their lives in their minds.
Fighting against drowsiness that is.
“Ugh...”
Pe Woocheol, sitting next to me, kept pinching his thigh to stay awake.
He might start bleeding if he keeps it up -
...I think he already is.
Hmm...
I wondered why lessons like these were needed for killing mere Demons, but when I thought about it, they were.
Knowledge like this was crucial in a world where people fought Demons, not yet each other.
...Truthfully, I did have some regrets.
When I became a Demonic Human, or even before that, during my time in the Murim Alliance, I nearly died to Demons more than once or twice because I lacked knowledge about them.
Of course, I was fine now, having built up experience through brute force.
I’ve built up a ton alright.
I even got to count how many fangs a red Demon had in its mouth when I was inside it.
To be honest, instructors could teach about green and blue Demons, but how could they teach about red Demons?
There was no solution to it.
No martial artist in this current timeline had ever encountered red Demons.
A Gate of Demons at such an extreme level hasn’t opened yet, after all.
This meant that the only person who knew about red Demons in this timeline was me.
However, that would only be true if I was the only one who had regressed.
All of it was pointless because of that.
That was also why the students barely paid attention during these lessons.
They were not only capable of defeating green Demons, but they were easily able to win against blue Demons if they were over First-rate and didn’t let their guards down.
Some blue Demons might possess special powers, but they still didn’t pose much threat if these Young Prodigies used their Qi.
They basically weren’t dangerous at all.
I, too, probably wouldn’t have any trouble with them as long as they don’t charge at me from every direction all at once.
It might be a different story if some of them were different in any way, but even when I was in the Frontlines for more than a year, I never ran into any trouble.
They were actually a great help to me as I was able to feed the bastard in my stomach.
The most dangerous moment I faced there was probably when Gu Huibi got mad at me.
That said, the current world was at peace.
Demons still existed, and the Gate of Demons continued to open regularly, but the world had learned how to deal with them swiftly.
It still caused harm to ordinary people, but by now, they had accepted it as part of life.
They simply told themselves they were unlucky.
The world of peace?
In my eyes, it was the world of oblivion instead.
Everyone had deluded themselves into thinking it was fine to live in this world, as it had been this way for centuries.
Not that I care.
I already knew what kind of world I was living in.
I turned my head to observe others.
The room was filled with students struggling against drowsiness.
They sought a more comfortable life by building connections and bringing honor to their clans and Sects, but no one knew.
Once the calamity is brought down to the world, everything would be destroyed.
Whether green or blue, the red Demons were leagues above them, making these lessons irrelevant.
The red ones will appear in two to three years from now.
They began to appear in groups after the Heavenly Demon;s arrival, but the time of their first appearance wasn’t too long from now.
Where was the location again?
Was it Sichuan, or was it Seo-Ahn?
Or, if neither, was it Qinghai instead?
The Central Plains were shaken when a red Demon appeared for the first time in ages, but I wasn’t able to remember it clearly as it’s been a long time.
“Tsk.”
It was important information, but I’d forgotten it.
...Once the red Demon appears, the formation of many armies will break.
No one could fight against red Demons unless they were at Peak Realm, and at the end level of it at that.
How many perfected Peak Realm martial artists were there in the Central Plains?
Barely over a thousand.
Only a thousand martial artists in the Central Plains capable of fighting red Demons.
Could such a small number be able to endure the red Demons’ onslaught?
They only managed to stop them after forming a proper system, but by then, the world was already in flames.
It’s a problem.
If I could somehow stop the Heavenly Demon from appearing, I could prevent all of this from happening.
But if I failed, everything would unfold just like in my past life.
Creak.
The chair creaked loudly as I leaned back.
I closed my eyes and began to think.
I need to start spreading information, little by little.
Information about the red Demons’ weakness.
It was necessary to slowly spread that information to the world.
Of course, only those who believe me will believe it, as I had no proof of encountering them.
But I had to do it regardless.
Should I let the Beggar’s Sect know?
The Hao Clan might be better for this.
“...ther.”
Or, maybe I should tell the clans or Sects ab—
“Brother.”
“...Oh.”
As I was deep in thought, a rough voice snapped me back to reality.
“Are you okay?”
It was Pe Woocheol.
“What the? Are we done?”
“Yes, it just ended.”
It seemed like the lesson had come to an end.
I heard it would take two hours, but it flew by since I’d spaced out.
“You don’t have the best look on your face right now. Are you okay, brother?”
“I’m perfectly fine.”
I felt stiff.
I hadn’t been able to focus during the lesson, so I ended up spacing out more.
I don’t have a day to relax, since I still have to do training.
Ever since I found the location that seemed to be the secret vault, I’d been using my free mornings for solo training.
I still wasn’t fully healed from my injury, but I could train again since most of it had recovered.
Even so, it was only mental training for now.
It’s not easy.
I needed to raise my level as quickly as possible.
My impatience was making it harder to overcome my wall.
It was a strange thing.
I feel like I meet all the conditions for it.
My physical strength was still a bit lacking, but my Qi was enough.
It would be odd for me to lack Qi after devouring all sorts of things.
This much should allow me to overcome my wall,
So where am I getting stuck?
Yet, I still couldn’t overcome it.
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