The Demon God Returns as a Max Level Player – Chapter 109

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Wjin
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“Hmm… the biggest problem will be how the Chairman and the other council members accept the current situation, I suppose.”

It wasn’t just him, Li Huning.

All the cadres belonging to the party possessed a strong Sinocentric ideology.

There was no way they would accept China falling behind Korea.

Tap. Tap.

Seeing Li Huning tapping the dining table chair with a stern expression, Wi Jigang cautiously opened his mouth.

“Therefore, I humbly request that the Standing Committee Member help China make a wise decision.”

“Ahem…”

Normally, he would have firmly drawn a line, telling him not to interfere in politics or party affairs.

However, since the one speaking was the Tyrant Dragon Lord, Wi Jigang, he couldn’t act as he usually would.

Wi Jigang was a proud individual.

And for good reason; Wi Jigang was a living legend who started from nothing, from the very bottom, to create the current Tyrant Dragon Fortress.

Wi Jigang, who possessed strong self-pride, was making a direct request?

It was hard to believe even while seeing it with his own eyes.

Wi Jigang’s attitude at that moment was incredibly unprecedented.

This meant that it was not a situation to foolishly stand on pride.

Li Huning, who quickly organized the situation in his mind, nodded his head.

“I understand all of the Tyrant Dragon Lord’s words. I will do my best to ensure that the Chairman and the other party members can accept them well.”

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When he first returned home, his family gave him a more enthusiastic welcome than anyone else.

Kim Ji-young, who was standing at the front door, suddenly rushed forward, embraced Lee Seong-joon, and even shed tears.

And for good reason: Lee Seong-joon’s battle with Razaka was broadcast live nationwide.

This meant they had directly witnessed Lee Seong-joon fighting.

They had only heard about it, but seeing him fight for the first time meant the shock was immense.

The battles of hunters were far more brutal and terrifying than they had imagined.

Especially at the moment it seemed Lee Seong-joon’s body was pierced by Razaka’s hand, they couldn’t hold back their screams.

As Lee Seong-joon had heard about these situations through his younger sibling, he had worried that his family might change their attitude and oppose his work as a hunter.

Indeed, unlike usual, their eyes were filled with concern.

However, no one expressed direct opposition or voiced it aloud.

This was because the feelings his family experienced while watching the video of his fierce battle with Razaka were not only worry and fear but also a sense of pride.

In that short video, there was a fight to protect the surrounding hunters and citizens, and a son and brother who was cooler than anyone else in the world.

He shone so brightly that he could confidently be called a hero.

Of course, they weren’t just refraining from opposing him due to his heroic demeanor.

As he had mentioned before, this was something he, Lee Seong-joon, desired to do.

It was a path that Lee Seong-joon, now an adult, had chosen as an adult.

No matter how much they were family, they shouldn’t oppose his dream.

Therefore, the family quickly put aside their anxiety and worry, and instead poured their efforts into supporting him.

Thanks to this, Lee Seong-joon was able to enjoy a happy daily life, resting without much discomfort.

After a night passed, the next morning.

His parents went to work, and his younger sister, Lee Seo-yoon, spent her day immersed in studying.But unlike usual, Lee Seong-joon did not go hunting in a gate; he sat in his desk chair in his room.

The reason was simple.

‘Self-assessment.’

The growth he had achieved through the Razaka subjugation could be called significant.

To exert his full power, 100% and beyond, he needed to clearly understand his current strength and his own abilities.

Therefore, it was necessary to clearly check his physical condition.

First, the biggest change he encountered was his level.

By hunting two named boss monsters, Rydmia and Razaka, his level instantly rose by fifteen levels, from 105 to 120.

It was a welcome growth, like a timely rain, arriving just when he was feeling a bit of thirst due to the somewhat slower leveling speed compared to the early stages.

‘Not bad.’

In fact, it was not just ‘not bad.’

It was a growth that would astonish anyone who saw it.

And for good reason: after Level 100, where the unit changed, it took an average of at least 70 days to raise a single level.

This meant he had achieved growth that normally required nearly three years in just one day.

Therefore, the immediate level-up alone could be considered a tremendous harvest.

However, it wasn’t just his level that increased from the Razaka subjugation.

The level of his growth-type skill, Metamorphosis, also increased.

SSS-rank, Metamorphosis (Lv2)

It can materialize a person existing in the user ‘Lee Seong-joon’s’ memory and control them as a summoned being.

The summoned being’s abilities are 35 percent of the user’s.

Currently, a maximum of 2 entities can be summoned.

As Lee Seong-joon read the changed description of Metamorphosis after it rose to Lv2, a strange light flickered in his eyes.

‘So this is a growth-type skill, after all.’

Not only did the percentage of stats applied to summoned beings increase by 35 percent, but the number of entities also increased to 2.

The increased number of summonable entities meant that he could control one more person existing in his memory, one of the Fiend Kings who were pillars of the Blood Sect.

‘Who would be good?’

His thoughts were deep, but his hesitation was not long.

‘There’s nothing significantly lacking in combat ability.’

He could steadily grow through leveling up.

Likewise, there was nothing lacking in his hunting speed.

‘It could even be said to be at a comfortable level.’

To exaggerate a bit, he and Hyuk Chun-man alone were capable of wiping out all the monsters in a gate.

‘Then what’s left is…’

It was the power of auxiliary abilities, such as sorcery or spellcraft.

Of course, countless spells existed within the experience and knowledge he had accumulated as a Blood Demon and Demonic God.

However, regrettably, unlike martial arts, he had no great talent in sorcery, so he couldn’t properly use most spells, except for a few that he had practiced for a long time and received transmission for.

‘If I could utilize sorcery and spellcraft as much as I thought, it would become convenient in many ways.’

Indeed, he had received great help from sorcery and spellcraft even when he conquered the Celestial Continent.

As Lee Seong-joon recalled his past experiences and memories, he nodded.

Finally, he had chosen the Fiend King to materialize with Metamorphosis this time.

‘Soul-Devouring Fiend King, Bihyung.’

Among the Eight Great Fiend Kings, he was the one who had made the greatest contribution to conquering the world, and the Blood Sect’s supreme spellcaster.

No, it wasn’t just the Blood Sect.

Bihyung was a being hailed as the world’s greatest spellcaster, even being called by the epithet Eternal Sorcery Emperor.

This meant he possessed the ability to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances that might arise.

As he was the most necessary individual he could choose at present, Lee Seong-joon reached out his hand without hesitation.

Whoosh-

The red aura that gathered in the air instantly recreated Bihyung’s appearance from his memory.

‘It’s still amazing to see again.’

The red jewel embedded in the towering staff, and the ominous dark atmosphere, fully recreated the appearance of the Soul-Devouring Fiend King, Bihyung, who had plunged the Celestial Continent into fear.

‘With this, I won’t have to worry about trivial matters anymore.’

His ability had already been thoroughly proven through Hyuk Chun-man.

A person created by Metamorphosis could certainly wield their original abilities, as long as they didn’t exceed the limits.

This meant he could wield the countless spells of the Blood Sect, each with various abilities.

It meant he could respond much more flexibly in situations where he would otherwise inevitably face some discomfort, just like during his previous fierce battle with Razaka.

It meant he could now focus solely on combat.

“Excellent.”

A level increase of no less than 15 stages, along with the skill level increase of Metamorphosis.

These were indeed satisfactory achievements, but what was most pleasing was that the gains from the Razaka subjugation were not limited to the growth he had already made.

With a small chuckle, Lee Seong-joon drew a smile on his lips and recalled the account he had checked last night.

‘850 billion.’

Moreover, it was money with taxes, which were often the biggest headache for hunters and businessmen, cleanly handled.

His account balance had explosively increased as his existing accumulated funds, Razaka’s subjugation reward, and the overdue additional contract fees from the Hunter Association had all been deposited.

Thanks to this, his account balance displayed a festival of zeros, almost unbelievable even to himself.

It could be said that he had accumulated immense wealth that most people couldn’t even dream of, but it was highly unlikely that Lee Seong-joon, who had once held the world in his grasp, would be satisfied with merely this much.

‘This is just the beginning.’

All the income he had earned so far could be considered nothing more than a foundation.

‘…It’s about time I moved on to the next plan.’

He was in a state of holding the initiative against many factions.

However, it couldn’t be seen as entirely his, Lee Seong-joon’s, own.

‘To complete the path of a ruler that I desire, I must create a force that can move solely for me.’

This meant he needed to establish an official guild under his name, Lee Seong-joon.

He had been thinking about it continuously, but due to a lack of initial operating funds, he couldn’t directly implement it.

In other words, now that he had sufficient funds, there was no longer any reason to hesitate.

‘A building to use as a guild headquarters… and while I’m at the real estate office, it would be good to move my home to a safer place too.’

Was it because he had decided to truly spend money?

Things he had only kept in his mind kept coming to him.

‘The house I’m currently living in isn’t bad, but it’s not completely satisfying.’

As people earn, they spend, and his desires were growing increasingly larger.

Of course, it wasn’t simply personal greed.

If he established a guild and began building his forces in earnest, unnecessary commotions would inevitably arise.

Therefore, he decided to clearly define the conditions.

‘A quiet and unpopulated neighborhood, located in Seoul.’

At the same time, it had to be a place where safety was thoroughly guaranteed.

As these were quite demanding conditions, they would undoubtedly require an enormous sum.

However, it was a necessary expense, even if just to erase his, Lee Seong-joon’s, weaknesses.

‘To truly walk the path of a true emperor, one must originally solidify their internal foundations.’

Therefore, Lee Seong-joon showed no hesitation whatsoever in looking for a house of immense price.

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