Chronicles of the Demonic Cult Conversion-Chapter 26 : Chapter 26

Chapter 26. You are mine.
"S-Sixth Young Master!"
"Ugh!"
"How is the Sixth Young Master here?"
The Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse were startled by the appearance of the Blood Qilin.
They had not expected the Sixth Young Master, the Blood Qilin, to appear at all…….
It was the same for Jin Yeong-in.
‘This soon?’
Jin Yeong-in let out a dry laugh at the unexpectedly early encounter.
Yeom Bi had said that the Blood Qilin was not someone you could meet just because you wanted to, and that when the time came, you would meet him even if you didn't want to.
He had heard those words just a few hours ago, but to think that day would be today?
‘Blood Qilin!’
The demonic qi possessed by the Blood Qilin materialized and unfolded before Jin Yeong-in's eyes.
Blood-Dyeing the World.
A vast, blood-red fog that covered the entire world.
At its center, two chillingly red eyes.
That was the essence of the demonic qi possessed by the Blood Qilin, the future Blood Demon.
‘It's the same as the Blood Demon.’
By feeling the Blood Qilin's demonic qi, Jin Yeong-in once again confirmed that he was the Blood Demon.
In the meantime, the Blood Qilin sneered at the Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse.
"Hey, you vermin. Say what you said earlier again."
"Aren't your words too harsh?"
Pung Jong-u flared up.
"No matter how high the Sixth Young Master's status is, we have our age! How can you treat us like greenhorns?"
"Heh."
The Blood Qilin snorted.
"Just because you've eaten a few more years, you want to be treated like a senior?"
"Wha-what did you say?!"
"Why don't you realize that no matter how old you get, you're still just bugs? Are you stupid?"
"Th-th-this…!!!"
At the Blood Qilin's mockery, the Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse trembled as if trying to suppress their anger.
However, they did not charge at the Blood Qilin.
Although the Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse were considered demonic heads of the previous generation, they were still third-rate martial artists who had not learned orthodox demonic arts.
They had barely reached the peak realm in their old age, but now they were just old demonic practitioners who were declining day by day.
It was impossible for such Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse to have any chance of winning against the eldest son of the Sacred Blood Clan, one of the Seven Demonic Families, and the youngest disciple of the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, the Blood Qilin.
Pfft, the Blood Qilin let out a sneer at the Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse and opened his mouth.
"Say what you were blabbering about earlier, one more time."
"Wha-what do you mean?"
"Why, you were blabbering something about not caring for your life for the sake of revenge."
"Th-that is."
Pung Jong-u, at a loss for words, flinched.
"I told you to say it again."
"…I said I don't care about my life."
"Even if it means going against that person's will?"
"Y-yes."
"Then, you wouldn't feel wronged even if you died, right?"
The Blood Qilin slightly lowered his spectacles with his finger, revealing his red eyes.
"S-Sixth Young Master. No, Your Highness, Sixth Young Master. Why are you doing this."
Terrified, Pung Jong-u slowly backed away.
"We will take our leave now. So please, calm your anger and…."
"Who said I'd just let you go?"
"...!"
"How dare you vermin go against that person's will."
The Blood Qilin's red eyes spewed a terrifyingly vicious light.
"No one speaks of that person carelessly in front of me. If there is anyone who can go against that person's will, it will only be me. It must only be me."
"W-we misspoke…."
At that very moment.
Swoosh.
The Blood Qilin, who had moved to Pung Jong-u's side in an instant, whispered in his ear.
"Yes, die quickly."
"Please forgiv… Kraaaaaaaah!"
A desperate scream erupted from the mouth of Pung Jong-u, who was about to apologize.
* * *
The scene that followed was truly gruesome to the extreme.
Rip, riiiiip!
Teeeeear!
"...!"
"...!"
Jin Yeong-in and Danmok Cheong were at a loss for words at the Blood Qilin's cruel handiwork.
The Blood Qilin had torn Pung Jong-u to shreds.
It wasn't a metaphor; he had literally ripped his body into hundreds of pieces as if it were a sheet of paper.
The supreme demonic art passed down through generations in the Sacred Blood Clan.
It was a slaughter using one of the Ten Great Arts of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, the Blood-Dyeing Hand.
Thud, thud, thud!
The scattered pieces of Pung Jong-u's flesh…….
The fate of the other two members of the Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse was not much different from his.
"Ugh, uwaaaaaah!"
"Kraaaaaaaah!"
The Blood Qilin only stopped his slaughter after tearing all three of the Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse to pieces.
"Haa, haa."
Covered in blood, the Blood Qilin let out a ragged breath.
His already red eyes were now even more crimson, heated by the boiling demonic qi and madness.
"Maybe because they're vermin, even the smell of their blood is foul. Drinking the blood of things like this would only ruin my palate. Ptooey!"
The Blood Qilin roughly spat out a piece of someone's skin stuck to his lips and turned to look at Jin Yeong-in.
"Were you surprised, by any chance?"
"…."
Jin Yeong-in was dumbfounded.
He had no idea what kind of answer he was expecting.
"You're not going to lose sleep over this, are you?"
As he said this, the Blood Qilin's teeth, specifically his canines, were as sharp and pointed as a beast's.
Was this also an effect of the martial art passed down in the Sacred Blood Clan…….
"I'm fine. Though it wasn't a sight I particularly wanted to see."
Jin Yeong-in said calmly.
He had seen plenty of gruesome sights in the Demonic Prison.
He had seen people being dissected countless times, so what was a little slaughter like this?
"Then that's good. I was worried you might have nightmares or something."
"…."
Jin Yeong-in barely managed to swallow the words he was about to say:
if you were worried about that, you should have killed them cleanly
.
"I tried to hold back, but how can I just stand by and watch when someone touches what's mine. Right?"
"By what's mine, you mean…."
"You don't know? I'm talking about you. Hasn't Senior Brother Yeom told you yet? That you're mine?"
"…."
Jin Yeong-in couldn't figure out how to respond, so he simply chose silence.
"You haven't heard yet? Hmm. Senior Brother Yeom isn't usually so tight-lipped. I'm sure he would have at least given you a hint."
"…."
Jin Yeong-in continued to remain silent.
‘Damn it. Dealing with a madman is really driving me crazy.’
In truth, Jin Yeong-in wasn't exactly sane either.
Having been trapped in the Demonic Prison for 20 years before returning to the past, there were often times when the madness dormant within him would surge up from the depths of his stomach.
However, the Blood Qilin seemed to be someone who was not sane from birth.
No, it was doubtful if he was even human in the first place.
The aura emanating from the Blood Qilin was on a different level from simple demonic qi.
It was so much so that even Jin Yeong-in, with his Heavenly Demon's Physique, could not accurately define its true nature.
"Well, it's fine as long as you know now."
"Know what?"
"That you're mine."
"…."
"So, let's get along well from now on. Fufufu."
The Blood Qilin offered a handshake to Jin Yeong-in.
A hand stained with blood.
The Blood Qilin's hand, which would have originally been delicate, was caked with the blood and flesh of the Three Fiends of Eastern Expanse, and even tangled with hair.
Even a person with considerable courage would not dare to look at the Blood Qilin's hand right now.
Seeing the Blood Qilin's hand, Jin Yeong-in was reminded that this was the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, not the Central Plains, and that the Blood Qilin was, no matter what anyone said, a demonic practitioner.
"I look forward to working with you."
Jin Yeong-in grasped the hand offered by the Blood Qilin without a moment's hesitation.
What's the big deal about something like this?
"Eh? You're actually grabbing it?"
A strange light appeared in the Blood Qilin's eyes.
"When the Sixth Young Master offers a handshake, I must respond promptly."
"…."
The Blood Qilin looked stunned as if he had been one-upped, then grinned from ear to ear.
"You, you're a really interesting guy. I knew I had a good eye for people. Fufu."
"I'll take that as a compliment. By the way, may I dare to ask just one thing?"
"For you, a hundred things are fine."
"By any chance, have we met before? At the foot of Mount Yongzhong in Hubei Province?"
Mount Yongzhong in Hubei Province was where the Demonic Prison was located, and where Jin Yeong-in and the Blood Demon had met.
In other words, Jin Yeong-in was now indirectly asking the Blood Qilin if he was a person who had returned from the past.
"Hey, that's too obvious of a trick."
"Pardon?"
"As a way to approach women, it's too old-fashioned. I'm a little disappointed. You're still a virgin, right? It's a pity, but with tricks like that, you'll have a hard time losing your virginity for the rest of your life."
"…."
Jin Yeong-in squeezed his eyes shut against the sudden wave of fatigue.
He had asked with a pounding heart, just in case, but to think the reply would be this kind of nonsense.
"It's a shame, but although I go to Sichuan often, I've never been to Hubei Province. Though I would like to taste a Wudang Sect Daoist at least once."
The Blood Qilin licked his lips with his tongue.
Jin Yeong-in could not accurately understand the meaning behind the Blood Qilin's words.
What on earth did he mean by 'taste'…….
Was he talking about cannibalism?
‘Am I mistaken, or is he hiding his true intentions?’
Jin Yeong-in couldn't reach a definitive conclusion just yet.
If the Blood Qilin was one of the other people who had returned to the past, he wouldn't easily reveal his secret.
‘Yes, it's still too early for a heart-to-heart conversation…….’
Just as Jin Yeong-in was thinking that.
Peeeeee-!
With a sharp whistle, a group of martial artists could be seen rushing over from a distance.
Peaceful Demon Squad.
An armed group under the Law Enforcement Hall, the institution that enforces the law.
They were the martial artists in charge of the security of the Divine Land, which could be called the capital of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.
"Oops."
The Blood Qilin made a troubled expression.
"This is annoying. I should have just taken care of it quietly without a trace. Anyway, I'm leaving first. It'll be troublesome if I get caught. See you later."
"Take ca—"
The Blood Qilin quickly fled before Jin Yeong-in could finish his farewell.
"Sixth Young Master! Stop right there!"
One of the martial artists leading the Peaceful Demon Squad shouted.
"I don't want to!"
"You're caught in the act! To commit such an atrocity before the sun has even set and then run away!"
"You think you can catch me! Try and catch me if you want to! Nyahahaha!"
With his characteristic playful and excited laughter, the Blood Qilin suddenly vanished without a trace.
* * *
Jin Yeong-in and Danmok Cheong were only able to return home after a brief investigation by the Peaceful Demon Squad martial artists.
On the way back home again.
"Are you alright?"
"I just feel a little sick to my stomach."
Danmok Cheong shuddered as if nauseated at Jin Yeong-in's question.
He seemed to be tormented by the memory of the horrific atrocity the Blood Qilin had committed just a moment ago.
"Are you alright, Young Master Jin?"
"Yes, I'm perfectly fine."
Jin Yeong-in replied, casually wiping the hand that had shaken the Blood Qilin's on his pants.
"I'm ashamed to have shown a weak side as a martial artist of our cult."
"A martial artist is just a martial artist, not a human butcher, right? No matter if you're a martial artist of our cult, if you're not affected by such a horrific sight, isn't there something wrong with your mind?"
"But you yourself are not affected, Young Master Jin."
"That's because I'm not in my right mind, so I'm fine."
"Pardon? What do you mean you're not in your right mind, Young Master Jin?"
"I may look fine on the outside, but I'm quite out of my mind myself."
Jin Yeong-in gave a bitter smile.
It was impossible to maintain one's sanity while being trapped in the Demonic Prison for 20 years.
Jin Yeong-in knew better than anyone that a terrifying madness lay dormant within him.
He was just suppressing it…….
"That aside. Brother Dan, I need your help."
"Please, say anything. I will help you to the best of my ability."
"The Reverse Heaven Heart Art, will you teach it to me?"
A subtle smile appeared on Jin Yeong-in's lips.