Failed Possession Chapter-48

## Chapter 48.

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Drip, drip, drip…

Tea that had run down to his chin fell like rain.

A master like Chuk Shin-do maintains perfect control over his body in any situation, so even if surprised or startled, it is rare for him to spit out the tea he’s drinking.

In other words, this was extremely rare.

He hadn’t even spat it out—his mouth simply hung open while it streamed down.
He wasn’t even conscious enough to tense his jaw or lips.

“What are you doing, making a mess?”

Orca clicked her tongue.

Only then did Chuk Shin-do come back to his senses.

The tea that had soaked down his chin and wet the hem of his pants evaporated in an instant.

“Uh… uh, uh…”

He fumbled out stupid sounds while covering his mouth and chin with his hand.

His eyes, wide with shock, trembled.

A possessor?

That guy… that kid who was something like Fist Wolf’s disciple half a year ago… a possessor?

“No way.”

He simply couldn’t believe it.

Chuk Shin-do had seen many possessors until now.

Even those who prided themselves on hiding their identities had never been able to conceal themselves perfectly in front of him.

Half of them stiffened the moment they saw him.
If he showed off tricks with the Demon-Guiding Orb, their cheeks twitched.
And if they saw his signature ceremony, they couldn’t hold back their laughter.

Chuk Shin-do had never once felt ashamed of his name, appearance, martial arts, or ceremony.

All of it was something he genuinely liked—
an expression of respect toward the older brother he admired with all his heart and soul, someone who didn’t exist in this world.

At the same time, all of it was a trap to identify other possessors.

The reaction of natives of this world and possessors to his appearance was clearly different.

It couldn’t be helped.

The older brother he modeled himself after was a global superstar known across the world.

Anyone who came from that world would inevitably react.

Even Lacy Yuzuha, sitting in this very room, had burst out laughing at his appearance and ceremony before.

“So… that Yuri bastard is a possessor? How could that be?”

Chuk Shin-do couldn’t make sense of it.

“Was he blind before he got possessed or something?”

He said it because he couldn’t believe it, but he thought it was actually possible.

Otherwise Yuri’s reaction made no sense.

“Or maybe he’s from some backwater region. Somewhere without TV or phones or YouTube… maybe he came from the Amazon…?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. If he was from somewhere that remote, how would he even play games and end up in this world?”

Lacy clicked her tongue.

She had a point.

After a moment of thought, Chuk Shin-do suddenly jumped to his feet.

“Then… was it Guto?”

“Huh?”

“No, that can’t be. If it were Guto, he would’ve reacted even more strongly to me…”

Even though they were both possessors, Lacy couldn’t understand everything Chuk Shin-do said.

They were from different countries before possession.

“Guto…? Did you choke on your tea or something?”

No matter how shocked he was, it was hard to imagine a Martial Zenith Master choking on tea.

Lacy and Orca both looked at him oddly, but Chuk Shin-do didn’t answer and paced back and forth, lost in thought.

“…”

After thinking for a while—

He suddenly leapt.

“Hou!”

Half-spin in the air. Landing. Both arms spread wide like an eagle’s wings.

“Pfft…”

Lacy, who had been watching him seriously, couldn’t hold back a laugh.

Snap!

His thumb and index finger clapped sharply.

“That’s the correct reaction.”

“I didn’t laugh because it was funny.”

Lacy quickly straightened her face.

“I told you before. It’s not ‘Hou.’ It’s ‘Siu.’”

She pointed demonstratively at her lips and tongue.

“If you pronounce it correctly it’s closer to ‘ssee-u,’ but because you drag the sound and mix projection, it ends with a ‘woo.’ Ssee-woo. Ssiu.”

“Hou.”

“Ssee-woo.”

“Ho~u.”

Chuk Shin-do scoffed and wagged a finger.

“Hey, Thor. You think I say ‘Hou’ because I don’t know that?”

“I’m not Thor.”

“I say ‘Hou’ because in Korea, unless you’re a hardcore soccer fan, ‘Hou’ is what people are more familiar with.”

“HOU!”

He spread his arms again.

“…”

Lacy couldn’t understand why he was suddenly acting like this.

“Ah.”

After thinking for a moment, she realized.

She looked at him, slightly surprised.

“I see… Chuk Shin-do, you’re searching for possessors from your homeland, aren’t you?”

“Exactly.”

He grinned and sat back down.

“If they’re foreigners, they won’t react to ‘Hou.’ But they’ll react to my appearance. And if they’re Korean, they’ll definitely react to both my look and ‘Hou.’”

He had even compromised the authenticity of his beloved brother’s real ceremony to match people’s familiarity.

“But Yuri… that guy didn’t react to my ‘Hou’…”

Chuk Shin-do’s eyes narrowed.

“As far as I can tell, he was either blind before possession or from some remote backwater.”

“Blind or remote people wouldn’t even be able to play that game. Think more simply—maybe he just had incredible mental control and didn’t get shaken by you.”

“Is that possible? A possessor who doesn’t react to me? That’s a psychopath.”

He said it with a serious face.

That made Lacy feel an inexplicable chill.

Full-Moon Play Chuk Shin-do.

It was obvious he wasn’t normal, but his appearance wasn’t merely the product of innocent madness.

He hadn’t been strong from the beginning.

Back then, that appearance had probably been camouflage for the weak.

Many possessors must have judged him insane and approached carelessly.

And Chuk Shin-do had survived.

Lacy knew very well the Demon-Guiding Orb hadn’t only smashed the heads of demon cultivators.

The fact that he knowingly kept an appearance that lured possessors closer—
that slyness always gave her goosebumps.

“It’s not confirmed that Yuri is a possessor.”

Orca spoke.

“It’s only a suspicion.”

“What? You didn’t confirm it?”

“I asked, but didn’t get an answer. Circumstances suggest a high probability, but it wasn’t confirmed.”

“What happened?”

“Two years ago in Lagos, Elena, her assassin guard, and Yuri were attacked by the Blood Fiend Ghost.”

Blood Fiend Ghost.

Chuk Shin-do’s brow twitched.

He had many grudges with the Demonic Cult.

The reason he was treated as an honored guest by the Orthodox Alliance was because he’d consistently stood against the Demonic Cult.

“Blood Fiend Ghost… I know that old man. Never met him directly though. Didn’t he lose to Ghost eyed blade about ten years ago and go into hiding?”

The Blood Fiend Ghost was a disgraceful loser of the previous generation.

He begged for his life, survived, then hid in fear of how the Demonic Cult would treat him.

“Your disciple ran into him? How did they survive?”

Chuk Shin-do couldn’t help but question that.

Even if he was an old relic, he wasn’t weak enough to dismiss.

This was a world where old men who belonged in nursing homes were often stronger than young sprouts.

“He wasn’t in good condition.”

Orca shrugged.

“His dantian was cut ten years ago, they say? After that he never recovered his internal energy, then overexerted himself and suffered qi deviation. His rank dropped, and he couldn’t even maintain rejuvenation.”

“Hmm.”

Chuk Shin-do tilted his head with a serious expression.

“Even so, it doesn’t make sense. Internal injuries, qi deviation, rank falling. Even then, the Blood Fiend Ghost was one of the Seven Evils ten years ago. Your disciple would’ve been 4th Rank two years ago. And the guard assassin—what rank?”

“Probably 5th Rank. At the time, Yuri hadn’t even been half a year into learning martial arts.”

“Hahaha! With that lineup, they met the Blood Fiend Ghost and survived? That’s nonsense.”

“They didn’t just survive. The three of them joined forces and killed him.”

“Indeed! That’s truly nonsense. Then he has to be a possessor.”

Chuk Shin-do’s face brightened.

Even with countless penalties stacked on him, the Blood Fiend Ghost wouldn’t die to a 4th Rank mage and a 5th Rank assassin.
Maybe with an ambush—but from the sound of it, it wasn’t even that.

They faced him head-on and killed him.

For that to be possible, there had to be some absurd, common-sense-breaking variable.

“When I saw Yuri two years ago, I never once imagined he was a possessor. His martial talent was obvious, but his mana aptitude was mediocre.”

“Same here. I even checked the internal energy accumulated in his body myself.”

Not just once.

Once when Namgung Jin trespassed into Elena’s estate.
And once more during an interview, when Orca unfolded the Thunder God form and went to meet Chuk Shin-do.

“The internal energy I checked—just as you said, Full-Moon Play—was nothing special. Neither good nor bad. Just average talent.”

Meaning—

He had perfectly deceived both Orca and Chuk Shin-do.

“Is that even possible?”

“It isn’t.”

“Did he learn some special martial art?”

“Hard to say. I roughly know what techniques he learned, but there may be others I didn’t notice.”

“What did he learn? If it’s not some huge secret, tell me.”

“You’re always trying to take without giving.”

Orca chuckled, but didn’t refuse.

“For his heart method: **Pure and True Heart Method**.
For fist arts: **Rantian Flowing Cloud Fist**.
And I gave him **Purple Lightning Flash Art**.”

At that answer, Chuk Shin-do fell into thought.

“Nothing special.”

After a moment, he frowned.

‘Rantian Flowing Cloud Fist…?’

He didn’t show it openly, but inwardly Chuk Shin-do nearly panicked.

He knew about Rantian Flowing Cloud Fist.

Not this world’s version—

the **game’s** version.

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[Hey you damn trash, still grinding Rantian Flowing Cloud Fist again? lol]
[Isn’t that trash-tier? Why are you so obsessed?? That dodge is just RNG garbage]
[Stop gambling and change your build. That damn Rantian crap is literally trash]
[Bro I found a crazy hidden OP skill lately?? Call me hyung and I’ll share the build]
[shut the hell up]

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No doubt.

“Hmm… Pure and True Heart Method sounds weak just from the name, and Rantian Flowing Cloud Fist doesn’t have any trick to hide internal energy.”

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[Hey did you get Veil of Deception?]
[Why won’t Veil of Deception drop for me??? Is my game bugged??]

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Yuri is Pad-lip immune.

Chuk Shin-do became certain.

‘So you finally came…!’

Pulling himself out of those old memories, Chuk Shin-do looked at Orca.

“Purple Lightning Flash Art… sounds like a lightning-type technique. Right?”

“Right. I had no use for it, so I gave it to Yuri.”

“From those alone, I can’t tell how he hid his internal energy. You said he left two years ago? Why?”

“Apparently he already intended to leave after returning from Lagos. After killing the Blood Fiend Ghost, they parted ways. I didn’t hear the details. Didn’t ask either.”

But Chuk Shin-do could guess easily.

As a possessor himself, how could he not understand a possessor’s difficulties?

His identity must have been exposed inevitably—

and that must have shattered his relationship with Orca’s disciple.

‘Should I consider it lucky neither of them died?’

He crossed his arms and looked at Orca.

“If he really was a possessor, that means he deceived and used your disciple. You’re fine with that?”

“If Elena had died or become crippled because of it, I would’ve held him accountable.”

Orca continued with a strange smile.

“Rather, I think meeting Yuri was a major turning point for Elena. She reached 5th Rank in just two years.”

“You’ve got quite a nasty personality.”

“As a teacher, how could I not be happy about my disciple’s growth? I’m even grateful to Yuri. Whether he’s really a possessor or not doesn’t interest me much now. What about you, Full-Moon Play?”

“I am interested.”

Chuk Shin-do snorted and shrugged.

“Orca Dercia. If he weren’t your disciple’s person, I’d have gone to interrogate him immediately. Pity I can’t.”

“If you’re that curious, why not go find him yourself?”

This whole conversation had intent behind it.

Chuk Shin-do was certain Orca was probing him.

He had met many possessors because he kept this eccentric persona.

Some were good connections. Many were bad.

But there were still some he desperately wanted to meet and hadn’t yet.

Cat Panties.
USAUSAMI₍ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎.
Pad-lip Immune.

He hadn’t met those three.

If Yuri really was a possessor—

If he learned Rantian Flowing Cloud Fist—

‘Pad-lip. It’s you.’

Chuk Shin-do was convinced.

But he couldn’t reveal that in front of Orca.

Pad-lip Immune had quite the reputation among possessors.

Orca’s stance was unclear.

And if Lacy really was Thor—
the sandbag who got beaten up by Pad-lip all the time—

then she definitely wouldn’t be friendly.

“He hid his identity even from me. If he really is a possessor, then he probably doesn’t want to meet me. Besides, I’m busy. I’ll be leaving Lutran soon.”

Pad-lip must’ve had his own reasons two years ago.

Chuk Shin-do decided to set it aside for now.

“Maybe we’ll meet if fate allows. But I don’t think I need to seek him out.”

He’d answer Orca like that—

and search secretly.

‘Besides… I’m curious how strong he’ll grow without my help.’

He wanted to teach him **Full-Moon Slaughter Kicking Art** and the Hou ceremony…

But if the techniques he already learned were good, he’d respect that.

“….”

There were other things he wanted to ask too…

“Rice tastes better after letting it steam.”

“What are you talking about?”