Chapter 69
Cheonma listened intently to the clanging of weapons.
He thought it was the Sword King Neng Tian’e and the Sword Demon’s subordinates clashing. Murong Chui, the head of the Murong family, also unleashed his martial arts as if vomiting them out before being killed by the Sword Demon.
The Heavenly Demon asked the Sword Demon.
“Why haven’t you killed the Sword King yet?”
The Sword Demon replied.
“He’s a man with much to learn.”
“Kill him today.”
“Why?”
“There’s no reason to spare the king. That Sword Emperor who slipped through my fingers bothers me too.”
The Sword Demon nodded.
“I’ll kill him tonight.”
“I’ll head to the Namgung Clan first. Meet me later at Yunchao Tower.”
“Cut back on the drinking.”
The Sword Demon stared blankly at the receding figure of the Heavenly Demon.
They were both raised in the Ten Thousand Horses Palace.
The man who had even given up his food since childhood was Cheonma. The man who had lived all these years giving up everything for him had recently begun to feel increasingly uncomfortable.
Because he was a demon?
Because that friend was the direct descendant of the Heavenly Demon who died in the Five Tombs War?
Because his father was the peerless genius who single-handedly faced the Three Gods of the White Path?
If not that, it might be because he believed a demon could never have friends.
The Sword Demon looked up at the sky and pondered.
‘I just need to get stronger. Only by becoming stronger will all these distracting thoughts vanish.’
