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I died.

According to the canons of the genre, the cause of my death should have been a truck-kun or a maniac who threatened innocent people, and I should have been an unlucky hero who paid with his life. But no, trucks actually rarely hit people, and rescue strangers… Am I dumb or something?!

No, my death was much less "beautiful", I had a stroke... I was only 22 years old… But it happened…

But regardless of the fact that the cause of death was unusual, then everything happened according to known patterns. I woke up in another world. This is a world similar to Murim, which I read about in martial arts novels. Yes, there were certain differences from what I read, but in general it looks like.

By the way, I was reborn as the first son and heir, the Lord of the Demonic Cult. This cult resembled that cult from the novels, but there were differences. If in the novels the cult was evil, then in this world everything is a little weirder. At some point, a war broke out between the cult and the rest of the "Murim". As a result, the Demonic Cult won, but the then lord took and returned all the cult members to their home territory, and he returned all the lands that the cult seized during the war to their former owners.

But there were also similarities with the cult from the novels. The demonic cult was indeed cruel in some aspects. For example, for violating the laws of the cult, death or even worse punishment awaited ANYONE. The clans within the cult often feuded and could even slaughter the entire family of their enemies. All this was in the order of things for a Demonic Cult.

As a result, the Demonic Cult stood apart in the "Murim". Demonic practitioners were feared and respected, but the cult itself did not try to get involved in the affairs of "Murim". By the way, why I take "Murim" in the bucket is because the inhabitants themselves call this continent Jent, but I don't like this name.

Gradually I grew up, my father, the Lord of the Demonic Cult, had other children from other wives, for some reason he did not conceive any more children with my mother. And contrary to the classical development of the plot, there was no special competition for the place of the heir. Still, they were all inferior to my talent in improving. My second sister, for example, as the second most talented member of the younger generation after me, lagged behind me by 4 great cultivation realms, and the gap grew year after year. At the age of 10, regular training stopped bringing me the desired result. In this regard, I warned my father and with his permission disguised myself as an ordinary member of the cult and went to the academy, where my development was spurred by some competition. But I tightened my training anyway.

After graduating from the academy, I was completely invincible in the Demonic Cult, people certainly didn't know about it, I tried not to stand out too much. But my talent really exceeded all expectations, I reached the Kingdom of the King of Gods (18), while my father had cultivation only at the level of the Kingdom of the Heavenly God (15), and the ancestor of our family who lived in seclusion reached the Kingdom of the Holy God (17). There was also the daughter of the general of our army Su Ji Won with the cultivation of the Heavenly Emperor(12). The rest of the cult didn't deserve much attention, here are a few of the most impressive members of the cult.

My mother reached the Kingdom of the Earthly God(14), my father's second wife Hwang Murong was on a par with her. My second sister Choi Wan, who had just reached adulthood, was able to break into the Kingdom of the Heavenly Emperor(12), which was amazing for her age. There were several other Great Cult Elders who had reached the Realm of the Holy Emperor (13) and the Earth God (14), but for their age, this is not surprising.

There were also hidden figures. During my studies at the academy, I created my own organization, where I invited talented cultists and trained them. They were all loyal to me to the point that I could ask any of them to die, and they would immediately cut out their heart and serve it to me at the table. But I appreciated them on the whole. After all, I myself could not find a worthy opponent, but my subordinates were not absolutely invincible and I could at some point come together with someone in the exchange of pawns. The fact that I say that my subordinates are not invincible does not mean that they will lose to someone, yet I personally trained them, and there were interesting people among them, for example, Lee Seung, this little girl I picked up on the street was able to reach the Kingdom of the Holy Emperor (13), besides she pretty pretty, after I lose my virginity in this life with a special girl for me, I will often f*ck Lee Seung. Another interesting toy was Kim Ji-Hoon, an old man whom I was able to train to the Kingdom of the Heavenly God(15). But what was truly amazing was that among my three thousand followers, there was no one below the Kingdom of the Saint(9). This made my organization the strongest in the territory of the cult, I could make a coup at the snap of my fingers. Moreover, none of my followers guessed about my real identity, and the cult did not suspect the existence of my organization.

But I didn't really need them on the territory of the cult. It didn't make sense for me to make a coup, since I could just challenge my father, and he would give me his title after an imminent defeat, but I haven't done that yet. Firstly, I was busy at the academy, and even my father had absolutely no idea where I was, what I was doing and how I looked. And secondly, I don't want to officially take the place of the cult lord at the moment. But I'm not going to leave him in the dark either, so today, on the day of graduation from the academy, I decided to challenge him.

I was standing in one of the buildings that belong to me in front of a mirror. First of all, I took off the wig that hid my long white hair, then I took off the lenses that changed the color of my eyes from red to blue. Next came a skin mask, instead of an inconspicuous face in front of me was a face that could steal the heart of any woman who looked at me. Yes, the genetics of this body is amazing. I couldn't find a single flaw in my body. Even in the trousers everything was excellent, the rod is what you need! Admiring myself, I put on a golden-black robe and headed to the Heavenly Demon Palace, where my family lived, whom I hadn't seen since I was 10 years old. Or rather, not like that, I saw them, like everyone else on the territory of the cult, with the help of a Divine Sense, but they haven't seen me for a long time.

When I approached the gates of the palace, the guards were surprised by my appearance, but they let me through without any questions. Yet in the entire Demonic Cult, only one family had white hair and red eyes — this is the Choi family. In the palace, I immediately went to the throne room, where my father was sitting and discussing something with the elders, I didn't care at all. Soon I found myself in the throne room, but I was distracted from my goal by the table on which dinner was set and there was a jug of wine, I could not resist and decided to have a snack. At this moment, the dispute between the elders reached a peak and one of them shouted:

"Your Pak Family shouldn't have allowed themselves to do this!"

The other party's voice rang out in response:

"You started it first, you bastards!"

The sound of a scabbard rang out and the next moment a fight began. The head of the old man who shouted first separated from the body and flew in my direction, threatening to overturn the jug of wine, which I had not yet had time to touch, and in order to prevent a catastrophe, I released a piece of power and turned the flying head into a bloody mist.

"Ah!"-there was an exclamation.

It was only at this moment that those present noticed me calmly chewing pork. There was silence for a good minute, broken only by the sound of chewing pork and sips of wine.

"Choi Meng Ho, are you back?"- the silence was broken by my father, who still managed to recognize me after so many years.

"Yes, Father. I wanted to say hello, but I was distracted by the food."- I answered him.

"Audacity! How dare you in the presence of a Lord..."-The elder who beheaded the other one a minute ago shouted, but he didn't have time to finish the sentence, as I pulled him to me using the laws of space and wrung his neck.

"Tsk, shouting at a person while eating is indecent! What if he gets scared and chokes?"-I said after this incident.

Seriously, don't interrupt people by shouting.

"How did you get here? I am sure that the doors to the hall did not open during the meeting."- the father asked.

"I decided to take a shortcut and entered by bending the space."-I explained, finishing the wine from the jug. Then he got up from the table and dusted himself off.

"Son!"- my father shouted and rushed to hug me. I hugged him back.

"You've become stronger until I saw you, I didn't feel how you entered, nor your presence in the hall, I didn't even understand how you blew up that bastard's head! I'm so glad! So, will you challenge me and finally kill me?"- after he pulled away from the embrace, my father asked.

That's right, there are practically no normal people in the Demonic Cult, nothing was done to another for killing one elder in the throne room, and nothing was done to me for killing him. In addition, the Lord of the Demonic Cult is happy to die at the hands of his son, whom he has not seen for a long time. Nothing unusual for a cult. I'm probably the only adequate person here.

"I don't see the point in killing you, after all, it's more convenient for me when it's better for you to solve all these issues with idiots like them, it will be too tedious for me."- I said, nodding towards the elders."But here, I'll challenge you."

"Hahaha! This is my son! I knew you wouldn't disappoint your old man! Come on, attack!"

"I'll concede the first attack to you."

"Great!" -with these words, my father pulled out his sword, swung and, using all his strength, attacked. A wave of Sword Qi flew straight at me. I was too lazy to directly block or evade it, so I took advantage of the Laws of Space and redirected the attack in the other direction.

"Oops!"- I said, realizing that the redirected attack had killed a couple of elders watching the unexpected battle. I am a kind person and the most normal in this cult, so that even more cultists would not die in the process, I decided to finish quickly and slapped my father in the face. His head made a couple of turns around its axis, that is, the spine, and he fell backwards.

"Um, you're probably uncomfortable, let me help you." -I said, noticing that my father was trying to say something, but couldn't, so I started twisting his head in the opposite direction. Still, do not mock your father too much.