Chapter 207

Episode 207False King (1)

The living quarters in which the four people lived was so comfortable that it could not have been thought of as a room in an underground cave.

It wasn’t particularly fancy or old-fashioned, but it was quite spacious and even had a bed and a table. Like the vacant lot, it was very bright because it was decorated with night lights.

“Ohh?”

Full-sang stroked the small bead stuck on the wall with admiring eyes.

“I never thought I would see this here.”

Paeyul tilted his head.

“What is that?”

“It is a victim.”

“The victim?”

“yes. It is a device that removes moisture from a certain area. “It is a treasure three to four times more expensive than Yamyeongju of the same size.”

Paeyul looked at the victim with new eyes. On the outside, it was no different from an ordinary bead.

Full-sang’s eyes deepened.

“It’s not even just a raid state. “It is a product that does not just remove moisture but also regulates the level of moisture.”

“So it’s more expensive?”

“Like Yamyeongju, the price of raided liquor varies greatly depending on its quality. “This is not the highest quality product, but it is a product that is difficult to obtain even for a decent price.”

Paeyul whetted his appetite.

“You know a lot, right?”

“I see so many different things. “There is a lot to know.”

At that time, Zhuge Yan frowned.

“That’s strange.”

“hmm?”

“Products are valued based on supply and demand. In that sense, blood vessels are inevitably expensive. “It’s not something that comes from the midfield in the first place.”

Full-sang nodded.

“That’s right. “I heard that it is a product grown in the western region.”

“that’s right. The question is, how many victims of this size are in this huge underground cavity?”

“Hmm…”

“Even if this is a place where only VIPs can come and go, the width of this cavity is beyond imagination. “Even if this kind of raider isn’t able to do it, there must be dozens of them.”

“Right.”

A serious look appeared on Zhuge Yan’s face.

“I’m really curious. It’s strange. “How much money does Yang Cheon have to cover it with such valuables?”

Paeyul said.

“Or maybe you received support from someone.”

“Anyway…”

“Why? Is it too off-standard?”

“Yes, I think so.”

“It doesn’t seem that strange to me. “It’s surprising, but I don’t think it’s that crazy.”

The three people looked at the loss rate with puzzled eyes.

Paeyul tapped his sword sheath.

“In the martial arts world, isn’t martial arts power, nicknames valuable, and battle records proof?”

“…!”

“Seong Cheon-sib-three is said to be a super expert who is comparable to or even better than the absolute expert of 300 years ago, during the peak of martial arts. “It means that they are monsters who were born as humans and have escaped the human realm.”

Tang Sang-ah, who had been silent until now, opened her mouth.

“Does that mean that Yang Cheon deserves this level of support?”

“I think so. It’s true, there are many ways to make money, but it’s close to impossible to become as strong as Yangcheon.”

Paeyul asked Dang Sang-ah.

“Shouldn’t you know better?”

It wasn’t wrong.

The Thirteenth Place of Seongcheon is called by everyone the god of martial arts. Among them, it is said that even the Three Princes, who are said to be one step behind the Ten Immortal Emperors, would be capable of becoming the best in the world if they were to meet the times well.

In other words, their very existence is precious. Regardless of their respective ideologies, they are in a position to receive this much support.

“Then only one question remains.”

“hmm?”

Zhuge Zhen’s eyes sparkled like a morning star.

“If there is a person or organization that provides support, what did they want from Yangcheon to provide this much support?”

* * *

“It’s here.”

The old man who took Yeon Ho-jeong stopped in front of a black stone wall. The particularly dark-looking stone wall was so large that it was reminiscent of a castle gate.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.

‘Hyeonammun (玄巖門).’

It is an independent space located in the deepest part of the Blood Dragon Vessel, or rather, the Mukryongbu.

The overall terrain is high and the airflow is the best. When you open the door and go inside, there are stairs leading straight up, and there are a total of 99 stairs.

It was a place that I still remember because of its unique characteristics.

And the way to open this door is…

“Sir.”

The old man bent down and spoke in a polite voice.

“I brought the representative of Mujongmun with me.”

It was then.

Coogung!

With a heavy sound, the basalt door moved about five inches inward.

Crumbling!

The basalt gate that entered inside slowly disappeared to the left. It is in the form of a sliding door.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes became bright.

‘different.’

Originally, on the right side of the basalt gate, there was a large protrusion at chest height.

The protrusion was so heavy that it could not be pressed unless you used your inner strength to press it. And when the protrusion was pressed, the basalt door opened.

It was different now.

The place where the protrusion was was hollow. That part was removed and a new engine type was created.

‘It’s not normal.’

Rather than elaborately making small parts, the engine type of the already-made miracle was modified to suit one’s taste.

It’s amazing engineering ability. It seems that countless institutional experts were also deployed to this place, which became the Blood Dragon Vessel, or rather, the Mukryong Department.

The more I look at it, the more I think about it.

Yeonhojeong could feel it. This is an area that Yangcheon cannot build alone.

‘Yangcheon.’

Yeon Ho-jeong dealt with soaring doubts and life.

‘Are those bastards really behind you?’

I don’t know yet. It wasn’t something to jump to conclusions.

He took a deep breath.

‘Let’s calm down.’

Yeon Ho-jeong promised not to pass anything on in this mission. He even thought about putting aside his sixth sense and instinct for a moment.

Transparently and clearly.

We will never pass it over unless it is supported by reasonable inferences and convincing facts.

thud!

Finally, the basalt door was wide open.

Yeon Ho-jeong saw a staircase heading straight up. Because it was at a gentle angle, it didn’t seem difficult to climb.

said the old man.

“Go in.”

Yeon Ho-jeong took a step without saying a word.

Then the old man spoke.

“Let me say something to you.”

“….”

“Do not show him any disrespect.”

Yeon Ho-jeong glanced at the old man.

This old man was someone he had never seen before when he fought against Yang Chen. It was the same for Cheongho.

But strong.

Surprisingly, the old man’s strength was reminiscent of his father. With that explosive power perfectly captured, it was difficult for the current Yeonhojeong to even understand the origin of his inner strength.

Yeon Ho-jeong opened his mouth.

“I’d like to ask you something too.”

“….”

“Are you a member of the Central Plains?”

The old man had no answer.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking at the sluggish old man, climbed the stairs.

Kugoogung!

As soon as he got up the stairs, the basalt door closed. Yeonho-jeong did not know how it worked.

Like that, Yeon Ho-jeong climbed the stairs one step at a time.

‘Yangcheon.’

A person who entered the world with a scary desire in his glaring eyes.

A black lion who wandered in search of a way to become the best in a world different from the white one.

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In the face of the energetic challenge of the young master of the Black Island, Yangcheon showed a look of joy rather than anger.

Perhaps he was struggling with the loneliness of a strong man who had no one to compete with. Or maybe he was excited at the thought of having him under his command.

For whatever reason, Yangcheon’s bowl was not ordinary either.

‘Even though I killed you with my own hands, I never hated you.’

Although he had a strong driving force, he was lacking in many ways to achieve his ideals. He was a strong man who could have engraved his name in history if he had simply existed as a fighting king.

The Yang Cheon that Yeon Ho-jeong remembers was that kind of person.

So he hoped.

‘A lot of things have changed in the world I came back to, but I don’t want to hate you again because I still have memories that weren’t bad.’

Wooooow!

The more I walked, the more I felt it.

The presence of the opponent pressing on the whole body. A powerful force that slowly flows out and dominates the entire space.

Crispy!

The end of the stairs was slightly broken. As I tried to withstand the enormous pressure, I unconsciously put pressure on my feet.

‘So I hope you don’t join hands with those damn bastards.’

Phew.

A hot wind blew.

Para la rock.

It was a wind of considerable strength. Yeonhojeong’s clothes fluttered in the wind.

My body gradually became heavier.

The more you climb the stairs, the closer you get to ‘him’, and the strain on your body increases exponentially.

‘You idiot.’

A bitter smile appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s lips.

‘What are you so curious about and what are you so bored that you’re testing me?’

He decided to put his intuition aside for a while, but he still couldn’t ignore the reality that his intuition was calling for.

Yang Cheon was not this kind of person. He was a person with a more generous and heavy taste than this. This means that he was closer to Hyoung (梟雄) than Ganwoong (奸雄).

As a test of the young master who is running rampant like he is now, he was not someone who wasted his original strength and unleashed it.

‘Are you already intoxicated with the taste of power?’

Yeon Ho-jeong closed his eyes.

Crispy!

I stepped on the ninety-seventh staircase. The end of the stairs was broken again.

Quack!

I stepped on the ninety-eighth staircase. The entire sole was dug into the stairs by half an inch.

And finally the ninety-ninth staircase.

Woooo!!

The air was shaking.

Tsutsutsutsu.

A subtle turquoise glow rose from Yeon Ho-jeong’s body. It was a manifestation of the blue dragon energy.

The blue dragon is a dragon and is good at evading and counterattacking. It is not only herbivorous, but also the characteristics of true energy are similar.

Huh.

Much of the pressure has been relieved. This is because the blue dragon energy spreads throughout the body and guides the pressure gap.

thud!

Yeon Ho-jeong’s left foot stepped on the last step.

Slurp.

The heavy energy wave that had created a thousand pounds of pressure disappeared as if washed away.

At the same time, a low voice split the air.

“That’s amazing.”

Yeon Ho-jeong opened his closed eyes.

Finally, a black lion with a faded mane came into view.

“Cheongho, I need to work on that guy more. Same number? Sounds that don’t even sound like words. “Even if we liberate the Homu, it is doubtful whether it will be able to withstand the twenty-seven battles, so you ended with a single line of evaluation that it is useful?”

A look of surprise appeared on the face of Yang Cheon, the man sitting in the royal palace.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.

‘Yangcheon!’

It is a long-distance relationship that we have finally met again.

“Adolescence is a time when we live with countless advantages as well as fatal disadvantages. “I say I don’t, but I can’t help but be easily swayed by other people’s evaluations.”

“….”

“Even though I know that, I can’t help but say this.”

Yang Chen was honestly impressed.

“What a great young man you are. “I haven’t been this surprised by someone in a long time.”

A faint smile appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face.

Yang Chen’s eyebrows twitched at that smile whose meaning was difficult to understand.

Yeon Ho-jeong took control with moderation.

“Please meet Vice Lord Yang. I am the head of the Mujongmun.”