ShadowVane

Once feared as the Crimson Storm, Jin Mu-won was the strongest martial artist of his era—until betrayal shattered his path and death consumed him atop a mountain of corpses. But fate had other plans.

Reborn as a boy in a peaceful village at the edge of the Murim world, Mu-won awakens in a new era—one of hidden sects, decaying traditions, and rising darkness. With his memories intact and a mysterious pendant bound to his soul, he uncovers a sealed legacy: forbidden arts, long-lost realms, and a power that should not exist.

Smart, handsome, brutal, and cunning, Jin Mu-won is no hero. He's a predator in a world of prey. As ancient seals break and enemies rise from the shadows, Mu-won begins a ruthless ascent—shattering bones, defying fate, and dragging the martial world into an era of chaos it cannot escape.

Because this time, the demon won’t stop at domination.

He wants everything.

Heavenly Demon Reborn: Chronicles of the One- in-Millennium Genius

Chapter 11: The Awakening of Blood

Mu-won stood motionless, crimson light flickering across his skin as blood qi surged through his meridians like wildfire. His body trembled, not from exhaustion anymore—but from transformation.

The cave's oppressive air began to lift.

> "This isn't just a technique," he thought. "It's a rebirth."

The Heavenly Blood Scripture, long thought erased from the martial world, was no mere martial art. It was a forbidden cultivation path that altered the very core of one's essence—body, qi, and soul—by embracing pain, rage, and will.

> "Only those who've suffered, who've tasted death, can walk this path."

He took a deep breath and raised his hand. Qi flowed more fluidly now, smoother, sharper—like a predator awakened.

His skin no longer felt strained under qi flow. His muscles had begun adapting. Even his meridians were subtly shifting, expanding.

He focused his energy toward his core.

His dantian, once fractured by overuse, was stabilizing. Repairing.

A ring of blood-red energy formed around it—a sign of the first veil of the Heavenly Blood Scripture unlocking.

> "So this is what true power feels like."

But his moment of calm was broken by distant vibration. Earth tremors. The faint hum of a high-tier qi formation being activated—miles away, but approaching.

The Jade Tiger Sect wasn't wasting time.

And now, they were coming in force.

Meanwhile — At the Jade Tiger Sect's Temporary Encampment

"Elder Jang Hui has been injured?"

The question was a whisper, but it carried across the entire courtyard like a sword slash.

The man asking was broad-shouldered, his presence oppressive even in stillness. His aura twisted the air around him.

Tae Gwan, Grand Elder of the Jade Tiger Sect.

"Yes," the messenger said, kneeling. "The boy used a cursed palm technique—one with blood qi. And an ancient formation we couldn't identify."

Then he turned to the five martial artists behind him. Each wore tiger-emblazoned robes, each was a True Core Realm cultivator.

> "If anyone interferes, burn the village to ash."

Mu-won knelt once more before the blood-etched altar.

The next layer of the scripture teased at the edge of his mind. But he knew something vital:

> "If I attempt to go further now, I'll die."

His body wasn't ready to withstand the second veil.

So he sealed the altar with his qi, forming a personal blood mark on the stone.

> "I'll return when I'm strong enough."

He turned and began to ascend toward the surface. Every footstep now felt more solid. His movements were sharper.

And behind his eyes burned a new clarity:

> "I'm not just surviving anymore."

As Mu-won emerged from the cave, the moonlight greeted him like an old friend. But there was no time to rest.

He pulled up his hood, veiled his aura, and vanished into the night.

> "The next time they try to bury me… they'll learn I grow from blood."