The Nature of Possession – Chapter 40

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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Summary of the Previous Chapter for Non-Adult Readers:

– In-ho and the Heavenly Demon made love.
– It was the Heavenly Demon’s first time, but she held her own against In-ho.
– The Heavenly Demon’s name is So-yu.

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Deep within the Martial Alliance.

Namgung So-yeon sat in a meditative posture, diligently absorbing the energy from the elixirs she had consumed.

How many had she taken? She had lost count after thirty.

*Churn*

The disparate energies of the various elixirs clashed within her, churning through her meridians like the muddy torrent of a flooded river.

Some were refined concoctions, others were the cores of ancient beasts.

It was a reckless act, bordering on self-destruction, but she had no time to spare.

‘Heavenly Demon…!’

She had a single goal: to kill the Heavenly Demon.

The one who had humiliated her, murdered her comrade, and kidnapped In-ho.

She would stop at nothing.

She remembered the image of her comrade, consumed by black flames.

She remembered In-ho’s despairing face as they were separated.

‘Master Kang…’

He had sacrificed himself to save them all.

That alone was enough reason for her to rescue him.

But there was another reason.

How terrified he must be. What horrors he must be enduring.

What unspeakable humiliation he must be suffering at the hands of the wicked Heavenly Demon.

In her mind, In-ho’s life was worse than that of a slave.

The thought of Kang In-ho made her heart flutter.

It was a different feeling from what she experienced around other martial artists. Like a gentle spring breeze carrying the scent of blossoming flowers.

She couldn’t quite define it.

But the feeling was undeniably real, and strong.

‘Just wait a little longer.’

*Churn*

The energy within her surged again.

She focused all her will on controlling its flow.

It was simply a matter of quantity. She just needed to cultivate as she always did.

That’s what she thought.

And then she realized she was wrong.

Was it a result of her arrogance? Or the influence of her anxieties about In-ho?

Her concentration wavered, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.

*Cough!*

Once her body became destabilized, it began to break down uncontrollably.

Like a landslide triggered by torrential rain, her internal structures crumbled.

“Lightning Sword!”

The healer waiting outside rushed in, sensing the unstable energy emanating from the training room.

Namgung So-yeon collapsed on the cold stone floor, convulsing.

*Heave!*

Blood and froth gurgled from her mouth.

“Stay with me! Lightning Sword!”

The healer quickly checked her pulse and pressed on her pressure points, trying to stabilize her.

“…Ugh… I…”

“Don’t speak! Focus on expelling the energy!”

The healer’s voice seemed to come from far away.

Namgung So-yeon’s consciousness faded.

“This… the energy is too…”

The unneutralized energy raged through her meridians, and Namgung So-yeon convulsed, spitting blood.

“No! I have to do something…!”

Fortunately, the healer remained calm. He skillfully inserted needles into her pressure points, trying to avert the worst.

He couldn’t continue treatment here.

He lifted Namgung So-yeon into his arms.

“Healer…”

“Are you awake?”

Relieved by Namgung So-yeon’s weak voice, the healer looked down at her.

Yellow eyes.

He saw bright yellow eyes.

Namgung So-yeon’s eyes weren’t this color.

Just as that thought crossed his mind….

*Thud*

…her fingers pierced his throat.

“Gah…!”

The healer died instantly and fell backward.

Namgung So-yeon landed on top of him.

She tightened her grip on his throat and her breath became ragged.

“…Not… enough…!”

Blood spurted from the healer’s neck, flowing over her hand.

Red mist filled the training room, coalescing into a swirling mass of energy that flowed into Namgung So-yeon.

After about half an hour, Namgung So-yeon, now back to her normal appearance, sat beside the desiccated corpse of the healer.

“What… what have I done?!”

Finally realizing what she had done, Namgung So-yeon collapsed onto the stone floor.

“Lightning Sword! What…”

The daughter of the Tang family, who had brought others with her after growing concerned about the lack of news, stared in horror at the gruesome scene.

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Soft blankets and the warmth of another’s skin.

Gentle sunlight filtering through the window.

“Mm…”

I opened my eyes to find the Heavenly Demon, half-naked, holding me tightly.

“You’re awake.”

She had been awake for a while, her face nestled against my chest.

“Yes, just now.”

“Did you have a good dream?”

“I don’t remember.”

“Really? You were mumbling in your sleep, so I thought you were having a pleasant dream.”

I must have been tired. I didn’t usually talk in my sleep.

I usually just snored.

“Sorry if I disturbed you. Did you get any sleep?”

“It’s fine. I woke up an hour ago.”

“I see.”

The intimacy of the previous night made things awkward between us.

We hadn’t officially declared ourselves a couple, but judging by her behavior, it seemed like a foregone conclusion.

As I was pondering what to do next, she suddenly asked,

“Who is Lee Mina? What kind of bitch appears in your dreams?”

My mind went blank.

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[T/N: I have a bad feeling about the Namgung girl]

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