Episode 153 I didnât plan on taking you with me.
The sword dance performance deliberately stimulated him.
Geukak Soma said that the Donggwie Jinjutsu cannot be avoided if the inner strength is low. That means mazons can be dangerous too. The evil Gokju also had to listen to the clues about Cheonmyeonghoeju, so he should not die.
However, I was more confident in my sword dance performance than anyone else here. No matter how profound Yang Cheo-giâs inner power is, she will not be able to surpass herself, who originally absorbed the inner power of Heavenly Blessed Beloved and even surpasses that of the Magons.
âLetâs go to that nether road with me. âI talk a lot, so at least you wonât be bored.â
Yang Yangâs eyes, thinking that he was making fun of her, became even redder. Even though it was an imminent moment, as if the Cheongwang Instant Killing Art had been unleashed at any moment, the sword dance stimulated him even more.
âYou keep dreaming of unfulfillable dreams until you die.â
Those words were like Yangâs wifeâs disgust. Majon, Munju, Maengju, and Gokju. Because the wounds of a life of not being able to achieve anything were so deep.
The moment when Sister-in-law Yang decided, âYes, itâs you.â
Whoa!
The evil Gokjuâs sword, who was just looking for an opportunity, flew towards Yangâs wifeâs back.
From the evil Gokjuâs point of view, Geommugeuk should never have died. If Geommugeuk died, there was no way the mazons would keep him alive.
Yang Che-gi turned around like a thunderbolt and fired a loud blow.
With an ear-splitting explosion of sound, both the evil-in-law Gok-ju and the Yang wife were pushed backwards. Yang Cheo-gi was pushed further. It was not because he lacked internal power, but because he was currently in a situation where he had raised his internal power to use the Cheongwang Instant Killing technique, and was unable to fully demonstrate his skills.
Yang Cheo-gi was furious and threw blood at him.
Peeing!
And the sound that was heard was not the sound of a body being pierced by blood, but the sound of a sword penetrating the body.
Phew!
Hyeongangji missed the targetâs face, the evil Gokjuâs face. Blood was splattered on the tip of Mrs. Yangâs finger, which was stretched out in front of her.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest. A black-edged sword blade protruded from the back to the front of the chest.
Lady Yang slowly turned around with her sword still in place.
I thought it was a surprise attack by either Sword Dance or Mazon, but they were still standing where they were.
I saw the appearance of a strange man who had made a surprise attack. He was the last member of the evil Gokju clan and an expert in stealth and swordsmanship. The evil Gokjuâs last move was not Seokno, but him. The secret trick he had hidden without even telling his wife-in-law worked well.
Yang Yangâs knees slowly folded. I had no power or opportunity to turn my head and choose someone else.
âDamn⊠I didnât mean to take you with me.â
At that moment, a red light emanated from Sister Yangâs eyes.
Pow! puck!
The manâs eyes exploded and he fell backwards. At the same time, Yang Cheo-gi, who poured out light, also died as her eyes exploded.
If he didnât do this, he would have to die without even being able to use the Cheongwang Instant Killing Art, so he had no choice but to become friends with the man who carried out the surprise attack. With someone whose name I donât even know.
He died without being able to write his last secret to the person he wanted. As the saying goes, he only dreamed of unfulfillable dreams until the last moment and then passed away.
Extreme Soma looked at his corpse gravely. Although it was the moment when Sabaekâs death brought an end to his long-drawn-out love, he did not show any emotions. I didnât feel relieved, but I wasnât sad either.
On the other hand, the evil Gokju was smiling.
In the end, the person who survived was himself. Even though the subordinate, who was his secret weapon, died, it was important that he survived at this moment.
âAs you promised, please save me!â
Neither his wifeâs death nor his subordinateâs death meant anything to him.
Geommugeuk stared at him coldly and said.
âWhether you live or die is up to you.â
Wicked Gokju started talking about Cheonmyeonghoeju.
âLord Cheonmyeonghoe never revealed his identity. Even when we met, he showed up wearing a bamboo hat with a cotton thread attached. âWhen we contacted him, he didnât meet us and he always contacted us to set up a time and meeting place.â
âHow did Lord Cheonmyeong attract you?â
âWhat do you think? âItâs money.â
They offered him a large sum of money to move him.
âBut donât look down on me. Money is here. You wonât know. How unstable this position is. âHow many crazy people are there who want to sit down just once even if it means dying?â
The thing that could keep that position was money.
Both the monster and the iron breaker were talented people who would aim for the position of Gokju at any time. What could tie down their ambitions was the money that allowed them to enjoy pleasure.
âDidnât you say there was a clue that could help us find him?â
âThatâs right. Instead, make a promise here. He said he would save me. âSwear by your faith.â
âI swear by this school. âIf you give me a clue to find Lord Cheonmyeonghoe, I will spare your life.â
Only then did the evil Gokju tell the clue.
âWould you have blindly believed in a man named Cheonmyeonghoeju? I secretly investigated him. But it wasnât easy. Those sent to investigate have gone missing or been found dead. Still, I sent it again and again. And I finally figured out one thing.â
An unexpected word came out of the mouth of the wicked Gokju.
âLittle Dragon Battle.â
The Soryongjeon is a martial arts competition held by the Murim Alliance to select talented individuals from among the later exponents of the political faction and bring them into the ranks of the Murim Allianceâs elite.
âThis is information that the three people sacrificed their lives to obtain. âIâm sure Lord Cheonmyeong will be planning something related to this Xiaolong battle!â
The evil Gokju was afraid that people would say that this was not enough.
But there was no need for that. Geommugeuk was remembering one thing related to Soryongjeon.
âah! Now that I think about it, this year was that year!â
Geommugeuk nodded.
âThatâs it. âI will acknowledge this as useful information.â
âSo youâre saving me?â
âI will keep my promise. âI hope you survive well.â
â?â
When the sword dance and the mazon turned their backs and left the main hall, the villains were waiting outside.
Not only the spear-wielding Gwiryuk Geochang and his subordinates, but also Eunwol and his assassins, those who are drunk on drugs, a group made up only of women, hunters, and beggars. They were the ones who didnât attack us earlier.
As soon as we left, they began to flock into the main hall one by one, with eyes full of murder and greed.
Cursing erupted from inside, followed by sounds of fighting. Along with the screams of several people, the screams of Akingokju were also heard.
From this appearance, I was able to clearly see why the evil group cannot come out into the world as an organization. This place was hell.
* * *
At the entrance to Akin Valley, I formally expressed my gratitude to the Majons.
âThank you for your help.â
Then Hyeolcheondoma said.
âDid we do anything? âWe died fighting among ourselves.â
âIt happened because everyone was there. Imagine if I went alone. âHe must have been covered in blood and causing a stir.â
I made eye contact with each of the Mazons.
The eyes inside Extreme Somaâs eye sockets were expressing deep gratitude.
This would never have happened in the first place. But with my intervention, he was able to put an end to his old debt.
Ilhwa Geomzon said with a smile.
âThanks to you, it was nice to get some fresh air.â
Ilhwa Geomzon, who said he would not become wings, played the role of excellent wings this time. The more people say they donât want to belong somewhere, the more likely they are to fall into that place. It may be that he is on guard in advance because he knows that he is falling deeper than anyone else.
Chuma was drinking next to him. He was the one who began to move in earnest to reconcile the Hyeolcheon Doma and the Ilhwa Geomjon. Although I made a mistake when I was young, I now admit my mistake and try to correct it. I like it, bro.
Finally, I made eye contact with Hyeolcheon Doma. If he hadnât come to the Yellow River guesthouse earlier, I might have died.
I didnât say thank you. Because my feelings must have already been conveyed through my eyes.
I donât know how it will end with these people. Itâs so good, but then what happens to make our relationship sour? Or maybe it will become a deeper relationship that we canât even imagine now.
Even though I knew what would happen in Soryongjeon, the relationship with these newly created people was something that had never happened before. I just do my best at each time.
âWhat are we going to do now?â
I answered Hyeolcheondomaâs question without hesitation.
âWe should go to the Murim Alliance.â
The Soryongjeon will be held at the Murim Alliance headquarters in about two months.
âIt would be dangerous.â
âThis succession test is to catch the Lord of the Heavenly Order. âItâs more dangerous for me to fail the test.â
âso? âAre you going to attend the Xiaolong exhibition in person?â
âNo, if I participate, I will eventually get caught, so I have to stay around. There is someone else to attend besides me. âA person who is completely unknown to Moorim.â
âWho is that?â
Then, an unexpected person came out of Geommugeukâs mouth.
âAn elderly disciple.â
Geommugeuk said with a smile as he looked at the surprised Hyeolcheon Doma.
âWe will have an investigator attend this convention.â
If you ask Tongcheongak, they will make you a perfect camouflage sect. Seo Dae-ryong is participating as a member of that sect.
âWhat role are you going to play?â
âIf you have a servant or escort, you wonât be noticed.â
Wouldnât the Mazons really be able to stand out like that? He gave me a look.
I tried to catch up because I was worried about Hyeolcheon Doma.
âIâll go too.â
Then, Geommugeukâs gaze turned towards the Great Sword of Death.
âEveryone will think that knife is fake, right? It is unlikely that the Blood Heavenly Sword will bring the Great Sword of the Great Blade to the Murim Alliance. Yes?â
They said it couldnât be done because there were too many votes.
Extremely evil Somaâs mask and Ilhwageomjonâs white flower sword with red camellia flowers were also very well known in the martial arts world.
If Ian were to go, all eyes would be on him, and the scars on Janghoâs face would be the same. Seo Dae-ryong was perfect for this job.
âSounds fun, right? âBrother, I want to go too.â
Who wouldnât notice it just because itâs a hobby?
âIâll tell you everything that happened while I was drinking later. Oh, and with the matter of Cheonmyeonghoeju, I may also ask the elderly for help. There are still two out of three opportunities left to request it. Please take good care of me then as well.â
The Mazons nodded. The sword dance performance was reassuring. If they helped, I was confident that I would even get into a fight with the Murim Alliance.
âNow, your right arm. Letâs make a name for ourselves in the Murim Alliance.â
* * *
After parting ways with the Magons, I headed straight to Wuhan, Hubei Province, where the Wulin Alliance is located.
I ran at a high speed, enjoying the extreme speed. I ran and ran, between trees and people, jumping over rocks.
No one recognized me. The wild beast that was chasing me couldnât catch up with me and gave up. In a flash, I disappeared into the distance.
The earlier I arrived, the more time I had to practice martial arts, so I ran and ran at the fastest pace I could manage.
After arriving near the headquarters of the Murim League, we bought long-lasting food and supplies necessary for living in the mountains at a local store and headed into the mountains.
There was a long way left for Seo Dae-ryong, who received the Jeon Seo, to come here, and So Ryong Jeon had even more to go.
Until then, I planned to quietly stay in the mountains and practice.
From that day on, I started training.
I forgot people, I forgot my mission, I forgot revenge.
I trained like a person born only for martial arts training. I trained with the mindset that I would sleep when I was dead. I ate, practiced, practiced, practiced, practiced, practiced.
A month after that, I was walking down the street looking like a hairless person.
I intentionally did not cut the beard I had grown so far. I threw away the military uniform I wore during training and bought a pair of cheap, shabby clothes that didnât stand out.
When I went to the promised guesthouse, Seo Dae-ryong was waiting.
As he entered the Murimmaeng area, he clearly looked nervous.
It was great to see him after such a long time. Even though we made eye contact, he did not recognize me.
Then, when I sat in front of him, I was surprised to recognize him later.
âeachâŠ!â
Seo Dae-ryongâs mouth was covered before the word footnote could be said.
âDo you want to spread the word that I came?â
âNo, that canât be true. âI was surprised.â
Untidy hair and a beard like a mountain thief. Since Seo Dae-ryong did not recognize me at a glance, no one will recognize me.
âBut why do you look like this?â
âItâs your stomach.â
âah! What do you mean by beard? What kind of camouflage trick is this? âI would rather stare at it more.â
Although he was saying that, he was also fried. He was wearing a white military uniform with the character Jeong (æŁ) engraved on his chest.
âLook at me. At this level, anyone would see him as a political figure, right?â
âLook around. Who wears clothes like that? âItâs just the kind of clothes that a newbie to the Murim League would happily wear for a few days and then put away in a corner.â
âStill, I think itâs better than that dirty beard.â
âItâs not even dirty, itâs dirty!â
We looked at each other and laughed together. After a happy reunion where they attacked each otherâs looks, Seo Dae-ryong asked seriously.
âBut why did you call me here?â
Seo Dae-ryong came here without hearing anything in advance. I said with a meaningful smile to Seo Dae-ryong, who was very nervous.
âLetâs do something with me.â