I’m Your Older Sister. (2)

Storm Rider was gobbling down the food Yu Seol had brought.

He must have been hungry from a long period of fasting.

When he had nearly finished, Yu Seol handed him a water gourd and asked.

“So what happened?”

After wetting his throat, Storm Rider began to continue explaining what he had experienced so far.

He said that after moving into Jiangsu Province, he had checked the White Flower Blood Cult’s stronghold and investigated them.

The facts revealed during that process were very shocking.

Their strength, amassed in the shadows, exceeded imagination, and they spared no means to expand their power.

And among those things, one in particular terrified Storm Rider.

“Have you ever heard of the Reversing Great Technique?”

The name was unfamiliar to Yu Seol.

If she had heard it, she certainly would remember; she possessed the sharp senses of an immortal-like being who never forgot anything heard once.

Yu Seol tilted her head, then turned and asked the masters of Soyo Mountain Villa behind her.

“Reversing Great Technique? Have you heard of it, sirs?”

Among them, Cheol-woong stepped forward and explained what he knew.

“I’ve heard rumors. It’s an evil technique even the demonic sect forbade. I heard it was last used in actual combat hundreds of years ago…”

“Why was it banned?”

“The Reversing Great Technique artificially amplifies demonic arts. It forcibly creates an opportunity to reach Extreme Demon (the pinnacle).”

“So the White Flower Blood Cult has a huge number of Extreme Demons?”

Storm Rider, listening beside them, added an explanation.

“Not necessarily, sister. If it fails, one inevitably dies, and the success rate isn’t even ten percent.”

“Hmm. Then what’s the problem?”

“Recently the Cult Leader has been attempting this technique on a large scale. It seems he’s trying to make a decisive move to swallow the martial world within a few years.”

That was why Storm Rider had stayed here until now.

If the number of Extreme Ma comparable to the Supreme realm increased, there would be no answer.

To prevent that, he had continuously attempted sabotage and disruption to dismantle the White Flower Blood Cult.

But their strength was terrifyingly beyond what he could handle alone, and the Cult Leader’s martial skill surpassed his imagination.

There was a problem he had not predicted.

At that moment Yu Seol grabbed Storm Rider’s shoulder and said.

“Don’t worry. I’ll help you, sister.”

“T-thank you, sister. But I…”

Storm Rider hesitated as if he had something to say.

Yu Seol, looking down at him, blinked and asked.

“Hm? What do you want to say?”

After glancing at the masters of Soyo Mountain Villa, he asked cautiously.

“Why do you speak informally to me but use honorifics for these ones? After all, my rank is a few levels higher…”

Wasn’t he supposed to be the protector of Zhejiang Province and a respected elder? He couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable with this treatment.

But at his grumbling, the Yin Monster’s face broke into an even more delighted smile.

Then, with a look as if gazing at a little sibling, she pinched his cheek and shook it.

“Because you’re cute~”

Storm Rider wore an embarrassed expression.

No matter how he looked like a child under seven on the outside, he had never been treated like this before.

But he couldn’t very well get angry.

To be respected as an elder by others, he himself had to respect his seniors.

A Yin Monster who had performed Age Revival three times must be at least two hundred years old.

“B-but I do have an age…”

“So you don’t like it? Then shall I just leave?”

Right now Storm Rider desperately needed the Yin Monster’s help. If she really left, it would be a disaster.

Because he felt regretful, he quickly admitted his mistake.

“N-no, that’s not it. It’s a misunderstanding.”

Only then did Yu Seol, with a satisfied expression, release his cheek.

“Hmm~ Then what should sister help with?”

After a moment’s thought, Storm Rider decided to send the Soyo Mountain Villa masters back first.

Taking them along would likely be a burden.

And above all, he didn’t want to keep showing himself, who had been so dignified, being treated like a child.

“You three return first.”

The three who had served the Yin Monster silently put their hands together and bowed.

Then Cheol-woong, who stood in the middle, asked Storm Rider on behalf of them.

“Yes, elder. But what do you plan to do?”

“Go back and tell my disciples. I’ll stay here and, together with Sister Yin Monster, bring down the White Flower Blood Cult and return.”

“You two alone? Is that possible?”

Storm Rider nodded without hesitation.

“There is no choice. If the Reversing Great Technique isn’t stopped right now, the Central Plains will have no future.”

“Understood, elder.”

“Yes. Tell them not to worry. It won’t take long.”

The three bowed again toward Yu Seol and each said a few words.

It seemed they had grown fond of each other while traveling together.

“Thank you for everything. Yin Monster, Great Warrior, you are our benefactor and hero.”

“We’ll go ahead and wait. Please be sure to return alive.”

“Wishing you martial fortune!”

Yu Seol waved her hand above her head and sent them off with a smile.

“Take care, sirs~ See you again at Soyo Mountain Villa.”

A forest about thirty meters from the White Flower Blood Cult’s entrance.

The two who had sent the Soyo Mountain Villa masters back were hiding here.

They were surveying the surroundings and scouting before starting their operation.

“If we don’t finish off the White Flower Blood Cult now, great disaster will befall the world.”

“Got it. Then we’ll finish it today.”

Yu Seol gripped the Dragon Flower Spear, ready to surge forward at any moment.

But Storm Rider hesitated and couldn’t move easily.

“There are many Extreme Demon level warriors, but the Cult Leader is the biggest problem, sister.”

“Because he’s good at fighting?”

“Yes. The Soul Manipulation Technique he used was the most terrifying martial art I’ve encountered in my life.”

Storm Rider himself was also a Profound Realm-level master, called one of the strongest in the eastern martial world.

An indescribable fear even lingered in his gaze.

Such was how fearsome the Cult Leader Yeom Hwi was.

However, there wasn’t the slightest tension on Yu Seol’s face. Rather, she seemed to be suppressing a smile.

Even now she was teasingly sliding the dull Dragon Flower Spear into his groin.

“Like that~?”

Storm Rider squeezed his legs together and furrowed his brows.

“Why are you doing this, sister? You’re an elderly person—why such pranks…?”

“Puhihi. Are you scared of the Cult Leader?”

He sighed with an exasperated look.

Then Yu Seol smiled apologetically and admonishingly said.

“Don’t worry. Sister will deal with the Cult Leader.”

“Wait. Something’s odd, sister. The number of moving people seems to have decreased a lot.”

“Hmm~ Where could they all have gone? Maybe out for a walk~”

Storm Rider felt uneasy under the playful gaze the Yin Monster cast at him.

Was that her usual irritable personality? Or had she taken to teasing him for fun?

He didn’t know the reason, but getting out of the situation was the priority.

“I’ll lead the way, so conserve your strength until we meet the Cult Leader.”

“Mmm~ Okay.”

Storm Rider quickly dodged Yu Seol’s attempt to grab his ear.

Then he suddenly launched himself toward the White Flower Blood Cult’s entrance.

Swoosh!

His spirit form rode the wind like an eagle in flight.

His light footwork skill was, as expected, worthy of its reputation.

Yu Seol followed behind him, maintaining a steady distance.

After a moment, whirlwinds burst from Storm Rider’s hands and struck the lower part of the cliff.

Kraaaang-!!

A fierce roar and a cloud of dust billowed up.

When the illusion formation was destroyed, a large passageway appeared where the wall had been.

About ten warriors guarding the place gasped and drew their swords.

“S-Storm Rider has returned!”

“Quick, inform the Cult Leader!!”

But Storm Rider wasn’t going to let them go easily.

His spirit form turned into a gust that wrapped around the Blood Cult members as he passed.

Whirrr-!

Soon the sounds of bones being crushed erupted all at once.

Crunch-! Krrrrr-!!

They fell simultaneously, unable even to cry out.

And before their bodies even hit the ground, Storm Rider was already gone from the spot.

As he sliced through the passage without hesitation, he looked almost like an immortal in the guise of a child.

Yu Seol followed, chuckling and cheering.

“Hey, you’re so cool. Cute~”

Storm Rider ahead sighed and increased his speed.

The passage leading to the White Flower Blood Cult’s stronghold was very deep.

Only after traveling a long way did they encounter bright light.

“There it is, sister.”

When they emerged, a completely different world lay before them.

It looked like the site of an ancient volcanic eruption: a wide basin had formed below, with a cluster of structures.

There were a dozen huge barracks and training grounds, and between them Blood Cult members marched in formation.

Yu Seol frowned at the unpleasant demonic qi she felt even this far away.

Then she pointed to the central barrack and asked.

“Is it the one over there?”

“Yes, but he’s not alone. Around him are his four enforcer guards, and also…”

Seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times. They’ll know once they confront them.

Yu Seol quickly scanned around the target and put a hand on him.

“Got it, so just follow me.”

“…Yes?”

What reason was there to hesitate? Yu Seol only wanted to finish quickly and return to her grandfather.

Having made up her mind, Yu Seol led and leapt forward, shouting.

“Alright, let’s go in!”

This was the White Flower Blood Cult that even the Murim Alliance had given up on.

Rushing in alone toward it was sheer recklessness.

Storm Rider gaped at the rear figure of the Yin Monster sprinting while clutching the Dragon Flower Spear.

“…W-well, then.”

Given the situation, there was no choice.

After a brief stunned pause, Storm Rider began chasing after Yu Seol and rushed forward.

Near the summit of Soyo Mountain Villa in Zhejiang Province.

Yu Jinsan was standing with his hands behind his back, enjoying the breeze.

This place had, by now, been rapidly returning to stability.

Cheon Il-ho, quietly standing by his side, opened his mouth.

“I hope the Yin Monster, Great Warrior, returns soon—I’m worried.”

“Why? Are you afraid the White Flower Blood Cult will attack before then?”

“Ah~ Afraid? They’re not scary at all. I just miss her.”

“Tsk tsk. It’s all written on your face, do you think I don’t know what’s in your heart?”

“Ah, no, elder! I’m serious.”

Yu Jinsan snickered as he watched him babble.

“Whatever result comes, it won’t take long. The Yin Monster isn’t as patient as I am.”

“Ahh. Really? If it’s the Yin Monster, Great Hero, she’ll surely find them. I absolutely believe it!”

Yu Jinsan shook his head slightly.

Day by day, followers in the martial world who worshipped his granddaughter were increasing.

And one of them was Cheon Il-ho.

“…Hm?”

Suddenly Yu Jinsan’s steps stopped.

When his expression turned serious, Cheon Il-ho asked in puzzlement.

“What’s wrong, elder?”

“Seems the words have borne fruit.”

“Yes?”

“It means what was going to come has come.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than warning bells began to ring throughout Soyo Mountain Villa.

It was an urgent bell signaling an enemy incursion.

“Seol, could it be…”

Surely the White Flower Blood Cult had launched another attack.

If so, the odds were that forces stronger than the Blood Sword Squad that came last time had arrived.

Unlike the flustered Cheon Il-ho, Yu Jinsan calmly scanned the surroundings.

He saw Meng Nam-cheon rallying the warriors.

“Let’s go over there first, then.”