Chapter 153

Episode 153 I didn’t 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-gi’s 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.

“Let’s go to that nether road with me. “I talk a lot, so at least you won’t be bored.”

Yang Yang’s 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.

“You keep dreaming of unfulfillable dreams until you die.”

Those words were like Yang’s wife’s 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, ‘Yes, it’s you.’

Whoa!

The evil Gokju’s sword, who was just looking for an opportunity, flew towards Yang’s wife’s back.

From the evil Gokju’s 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 target’s face, the evil Gokju’s face. Blood was splattered on the tip of Mrs. Yang’s 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 Gokju’s last move was not Seokno, but him. The secret trick he had hidden without even telling his wife-in-law worked well.

Yang Yang’s knees slowly folded. I had no power or opportunity to turn my head and choose someone else.

“Damn... I didn’t mean to take you with me.”

At that moment, a red light emanated from Sister Yang’s eyes.

Pow! puck!

The man’s 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 didn’t 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 don’t 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 Sabaek’s death brought an end to his long-drawn-out love, he did not show any emotions. I didn’t feel relieved, but I wasn’t 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.

“As you promised, please save me!”

Neither his wife’s death nor his subordinate’s death meant anything to him.

Geommugeuk stared at him coldly and said.

“Whether you live or die is up to you.”

Wicked Gokju started talking about Cheonmyeonghoeju.

“Lord Cheonmyeonghoe never revealed his identity. Even when we met, he showed up wearing a bamboo hat with a cotton thread attached. “When we contacted him, he didn’t meet us and he always contacted us to set up a time and meeting place.”

“How did Lord Cheonmyeong attract you?”

“What do you think? “It’s money.”

They offered him a large sum of money to move him.

“But don’t look down on me. Money is here. You won’t know. How unstable this position is. “How many crazy people are there who want to sit down just once even if it means dying?”

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.

“Didn’t you say there was a clue that could help us find him?”

“That’s right. Instead, make a promise here. He said he would save me. “Swear by your faith.”

“I swear by this school. “If you give me a clue to find Lord Cheonmyeonghoe, I will spare your life.”

Only then did the evil Gokju tell the clue.

“What role are you going to play?”

“If you have a servant or escort, you won’t be noticed.”

Wouldn’t 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.

“I’ll go too.”

Then, Geommugeuk’s gaze turned towards the Great Sword of Death.

“Everyone 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?”

They said it couldn’t be done because there were too many votes.

Extremely evil Soma’s mask and Ilhwageomjon’s 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 Jangho’s face would be the same. Seo Dae-ryong was perfect for this job.

“Sounds fun, right? “Brother, I want to go too.”

Who wouldn’t notice it just because it’s a hobby?

“I’ll 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.”

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.

‘Now, your right arm. Let’s make a name for ourselves in the Murim Alliance.’

* * *

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 couldn’t 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 didn’t 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.

“each...!”

Seo Dae-ryong’s mouth was covered before the word footnote could be said.

“Do you want to spread the word that I came?”

“No, that can’t be true. “I was surprised.”

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.

“But why do you look like this?”

“It’s your stomach.”

“ah! What do you mean by beard? What kind of camouflage trick is this? “I would rather stare at it more.”

Although he was saying that, he was also fried. He was wearing a white military uniform with the character Jeong (正) engraved on his chest.

“Look at me. At this level, anyone would see him as a political figure, right?”

“Look around. Who wears clothes like that? “It’s 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.”

“Still, I think it’s better than that dirty beard.”

“It’s not even dirty, it’s dirty!”

We looked at each other and laughed together. After a happy reunion where they attacked each other’s looks, Seo Dae-ryong asked seriously.

“But why did you call me here?”

Seo Dae-ryong came here without hearing anything in advance. I said with a meaningful smile to Seo Dae-ryong, who was very nervous.

“Let’s do something with me.”