Chapter 68. The Cold Glint of a Well-Polished Sword (15)

Chapter 68. The Cold Glint of a Well-Polished Sword (15)

The ship that the Lust Demon had entered moved toward the back of the fleet to protect itself as Woo-Moon ran toward the nearest ship.

“He’s heading for the admiral’s ship! Stop him!”

Swish, swish, swish, swish!!

Countless arrows flew forward once again and covered Woo-Moon’s figure.

“How bothersome!”

However, just like the first time, Woo-Moon swung his robe again and deflected the arrows. From the number of arrows coming at him, he could get a rough understanding of the number of people shooting at him. Taking out Eun-Ah from his breast pocket, he held her in front of his face.

“Eun-Ah, go and deal with those archers!”

Growl!

Eun-Ah growled in response as Woo-Moon pulled his arm backward and then hurled her forward forcefully.

ROAR!

Eun-Ah flew through the air with her stubby legs splayed out like a weird flying squirrel.

Bang!

“Ugh!”

An archer dropped the bow in his hands and collapsed backward as Eun-Ah barreled into his chest. Eun-Ah landed softly, rolling over the deck and demonstrating the unique flexibility of a cat before leaping forward and moving around in a dizzying pattern, attacking the rest of the archers.

“W-what is this?!”

“You little bastard!”

At this very moment, Eun-Ah’s small size was actually advantageous for her, as it wasn’t easy to even see the tiny tiger in the dark, much less shoot her.

As Eun-Ah created chaos, the number of arrows descending on Woo-Moon decreased, allowing him to go even faster than before, stepping on a branch thrown in front of the ship and jumping forward.

Thud!

Woo-Moon latched onto the ship's hull using the Nine Yin White Bone Claw that he had been practicing recently.

‘This is pretty impressive, isn’t it?’

Nodding in approval at the technique’s usefulness for an amateur climber like him, Woo-Moon crawled up the ship's hull using his arms and legs like a spider.

“That bastard is crawling up!”

“Stop him!! Knock him off!!”

Crossbow bolts and Emei piercers[1] rained down on Woo-Moon. However, he evaded all the attacks by nimbly jumping from place to place.

Tap.

Soon, Woo-Moon was standing on the deck.

“You bandit bastards!”

Whether they were mountain bandits, pirates, thieves, or horse-riding raiders, they were all just groups of murderous thieves who killed good people out of greed for their wealth.

Swish! Squelch!

Before any of them could react, Woo-Moon’s sword left its scabbard and cut through the air, striking the neck of an enemy in front of him.

About fifty men were standing fiercely on the deck of the vast ship, holding Emei piercers, sharp tridents, and crossbows. However, in front of Woo-Moon, they were no different from fifty scarecrows!

He lifted his right foot and stomped the deck with incredible force, breaking through the wood.

Crack!!

With his foot now stuck under a plank, he threw a hard kick forward.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK!!

The wooden planks of the deck broke in an instant, and his kick pushed the broken pieces of wood forward.

“Ugh!”

The enemies in front of him hurriedly dodged, but those who were too slow found their entire bodies riddled by sharp splinters of wood.

“The only thing I want is that Lust Demon on the ship! If you get in my way, you die!” Woo-Moon shouted as he ran forward.

“Stop him!” shouted the captain of the ship, realizing that Woo-Moon was heading for the main ship of the Azure Dragon Stronghold. However, because of his shout, the captain found himself facing Woo-Moon’s wrath directly.

“Ugh!”

His body was split in half with a single blade of sword qi.

“Eun-Ah, let’s go!”

Growl!

Amid the fighting, Eun-ah made a giant leap and jumped on Woo-Moon's shoulder as Woo-Moon used the Northern Wind Steps to the extreme and kicked off the ship's railing.

“Protect the admiral!”

The vice admiral and other experts of the Blue Dragon Stronghold that had been under the deck rushed toward Woo-Moon.

“I told you to piss off!”

Woo-Moon swung his robe forward, using it as a shield to block the enemies’ weapons. Thrusting his sword underneath his makeshift shield, he pierced through the heart of someone wielding an Emei piercer.

As the man died instantly, without even being able to scream, Woo-Moon flicked his robe like a whip and latched onto the vice admiral’s waist. The vice admiral felt as if a snake had wrapped itself around him.

“Save the vice admiral!”

However, Woo-Moon easily blocked their attacks as he swung his robe again, this time with the vice admiral attached to one end. The enemies were left in a panic, unable to swing their weapons as the vice admiral thrashed about them like a meteor hammer.

Pow, pow, pow, pow!

After swinging the vice admiral in a complete circle, Woo-Moon raised him high into the sky and slammed him down hard onto the deck.

Crack!

The vice admiral vomited blood as he slammed into the deck.

“You cruel bastard!”

“Cruel? Aren’t you bastards just as cruel when you kill people and rob them?!”

Woo-Moon was filled with white-hot rage at the enemy’s words.

“Bastards like you are all the same. When you hit others, it’s fine, but when others hit you, it’s suddenly a problem!”

Woo-Moon swung the vice admiral again at his enemies.

Bang!

Three of the pirates broke every bone in their bodies when they collided with the vice admiral, who had an extremely sturdy physique due to cultivating external martial arts. However, during the collision, the vice admiral was also pierced in turn in the abdomen by an Emei piercer held by one of his subordinates.

Only then did Woo-Moon let go of the robe, and at the same time, his figure suddenly blurred.

As those around him exclaimed in surprise at his disappearance, Woo-Moon suddenly reappeared like a ghost and grabbed an expert of the Azure Dragon Stronghold by the neck.

“Ugh!!”

“Die!!!”

As the expert who had been captured died with his spine crushed, the one next to him swung a machete. However, there was no way that Woo-Moon would fall victim to such an attack. His figure blurred once more, and before any of them realized it, Woo-Moon appeared behind the man with the machete and clawed at his back with the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

Riiiip!!

Blood spurted everywhere as the man fell, his back turned to rags.

“Isn’t this what it means to be cruel?”

With a growling voice, Woo-Moon used the Northern Wind Steps to dart around in all directions, striking down the remaining people.

Seeing this scene, the Azure Dragon Admiral took a step back with shaky legs. Before he knew it, the only people alive on the deck were himself and Woo-Moon. The other ships had long since fled, shocked and terrified by Woo-Moon's martial arts skills. In the end, that was all the loyalty a pirate gang had to its leaders.

From the beginning, they were just scum who had only gathered together to kill others and extort money and valuables in order to fill their own bellies and satisfy all kinds of ugly passions.

“Lust Demon, there is more than just a single person who shed tears because of your actions.”

Woo-Moon walked toward the Azure Dragon Admiral, and the sword in his hand left behind a trail of blood on the deck.

“P-please spare me. Please, just spare me this once!”

“Do you want to live?”

“O–of course. I want to live! Please spare me!”

Woo-Moon sneered.

“Is the prefect’s daughter still alive?”

“O–of course! She’s alive and well in my room right now.”

“Good. Since you haven’t killed her, letting you live isn’t off the table just yet. But here’s a question: you’re a pirate anyway, so why did you bother masking yourself when you kidnapped her?”

The Azure Dragon Admiral forced a smile and spoke.

“W–well... that’s.... E–even pirates have lines they need to keep. We are supposed to avoid messing with any high-rank officials or going into cities to kidnap someone. Otherwise, we’d just give them a pretext to bring an army and take down the pirate gangs...”

Woo-Moon’s eyes lit up.

"Oh? So no one but you knows that you kidnapped and raped women?”

“Yes, that’s right. Please, if you could just spare...”

“Shut up! The words of a bastard like you are so disgusting that I can’t bear to listen to them anymore.”

The heartless steel of Woo-Moon’s sword slit the throat of the Azure Dragon Admiral.

1. Traditional Wushu weapons said to originate on Mount Emei. They are basically metal rods with a sharp spike at both ends and a finger ring in the middle. They look like this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emeici ☜