Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 584



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584. Fork in the Road (4)

Jang Ja-myeong looked at Han-bin quietly.

It was clear that Dokgakseowoo had brought the poisonous snake here for Hanbin.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t fathom its depth.

Even though I judged that it was not tamed but rather non-hostile, this was clearly a gift from them.

It is impossible for a series of coincidences to happen in succession.

Jang Ja-myeong calmed his mind and looked at the poisonous snake again.

There appeared to be at least twenty of them.

Now the question was what to do with all these poisons.

Jang Ja-myeong was able to touch the poison thanks to the gloves made by Eun-sa.

This was something that was secretly taken from Baekdokgok.

The problem was that I couldn’t keep carrying the pole while heading to Mt. Mudang.

Even if Jang Ja-myeong had volunteered to suffer by making concessions, it was reckless to move Dokgak without any alternative.

Jang Ja-myeong only wanted to take care of one poison.

I couldn’t take all the remaining poison with me.

This was because if the poison collided, the poison could explode.

Some people say that it is because even after death, one cannot kill one’s temper.

“Hmm, what should I do with this… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong let out a low sigh.

What if it is the purity of the poison that you have examined?

If the volcano exploded, it would surely melt a house.

You’re carrying that dangerous object to the shaman?

It was an impossible task.

Jang Ja-myeong, who had been thinking for a while, smiled.

Because I thought of the most reasonable method.

The best way was to bury it nearby and come back for it.

Jang Ja-myeong was impressed by his own wisdom.

No matter how I thought about it, this was an outrageous method.

It was the entrance to the Churyong Mountains, where even herbalists do not visit.

Only one person was allowed to pass through here freely.

The person that Jang Ja-myeong thought of was, of course, Han Bin.

On the way back from work at Mt. Mudang, you just need to get some transport tools.

If we could find a sturdy tool that could completely block the poison, we could transport all the poison buried here to Habukpangga.

It was when Jang Ja-myeong was praising himself and smiling with satisfaction.

The sound of fingers snapping was heard in Jang Ja-myeong’s ear.

Exactly.

Jang Ja-myeong, who had come out of his reverie, looked at Han Bin.

Hanbin nonchalantly snapped his fingers again.

Exactly.

Jang Ja-myeong tilted his head because it seemed as if someone was calling him.

That would be the case, Seolhwa and Cheonghwa were right next to each other.

There was no one else here who could respond to Hanbin’s voice.

He looked at the story with curiosity.

“Seolhwa, did Prince Peng call you?”

“I didn’t call you.”

“How do you know that?”

“It sounds different.”

“It sounds the same to me, but I don’t know what the difference is, hehe.”

“It seems like you’re snapping your fingers casually, but it’s strangely different. But you’re not calling me right now.”

“Heh heh.”

Jang Ja-myeong burst into laughter and this time looked at Han Bin.

Even in his gaze, Hanbin was looking back without any concern.

How much time has passed?

Everyone was blankly staring at the poison that had fallen on the floor.

A strange sound was heard from afar.

Ssuk.

Ssuk.

At that sound, Jang Ja-myeong stepped back.

It was an unpleasant sound to Jang Ja-myeong.

The sound grew closer and closer, and a black bird appeared in the distance.

As the new model got closer, Jang Ja-myeong sighed.

“phew.”

This is because the new owner was none other than Sim Mi-ho.

Jang Ja-myeong, who was looking at her, narrowed his eyes.

Sim Mi-ho was dragging something with difficulty.

Swish.

Swish.

Sim Mi-ho was dragging a long, ominous-looking box.

As Simmiho approached, Jang Ja-myeong opened his mouth.

It was because of a particularly ominous-looking box that stood out.

What Sim Mi-ho was dragging was none other than a coffin.

There were rust marks here and there, and it was even covered in moss.

Although it was familiar to the Red Blood Tiger Squad, it was somewhat unfamiliar to Jang Ja-myeong.

It was the object that protected Hanbin in Sacheondangga.

There, in Habukpengga, Hanbin used it to show off his unique skills.

Swish. Swish.

Sim Mi-ho, who had dragged the coffin to Han Bin, lightly gave it a round of applause.

“I brought it, my lord.”

“Thank you for your hard work, Deputy Chief Sim.”

“But where are you going to use this?”

“I thought there might be something I need to store here… … . Now that I think about it, there already is.”

Hanbin glanced behind him.

Sim Mi-ho tilted her head and looked at the poison ivy rolling on the floor.

“What is all that?”

“It’s the horn that Dokgakseo-woo shed. First, open the lid.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Sim Mi-ho opened the coffin.

Giggle.

The coffin opened with an ominous sound.

As the lid opened, Hanbin looked inside and smiled.

“It’s a perfect fit.”

“What is that… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong, who had been asking with his head bowed, opened his mouth.

Despite its ominous appearance, the coffin was filled with unidentifiable boxes.

Jang Ja-myeong asked urgently.

“Oh, is this all Hyeoncheol? Prince Peng.”

“As expected, Representative Jang knows things.”

“Then this coffin is also made of iron… … .”

“Yes, that’s right.”

As Hanbin nodded, Jang Ja-myeong stroked the coffin lid.

It’s like looking at a precious treasure.

Jang Ja-myeong’s reaction was natural.

He also knew something about Hyuncheol’s price.

The small box inside the coffin alone was worth the price of a house.

But when I thought about all this as Hyuncheol, my mind became dizzy.

Jang Ja-myeong was a realistic person.

The reason I go through all this trouble is because I have a dream of making lots of money and building a happy family with my sister-in-law.

Jang Ja-myeong unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth.

It felt as if a tenth of it was mine.

The boxes inside were all made of cast iron.

Some boxes were empty and some were full of something.

While Jang Ja-myeong was having pleasant thoughts, Cheong-hwa naturally picked up the poison and put it in a small box.

The small boxes filled with poison were stacked one by one in a coffin made of iron.

Jang Ja-myeong asked at that sight.

“Why are you taking all that, Prince Peng?”

“If we just leave it, won’t someone take it all?”

“But what kind of trouble are you expecting to get into if you go to a shaman with that?”

“Wouldn’t that be a better choice than leaving it here and having it taken away?”

“Peng Gongzi… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong quickly trailed off.

I thought I wouldn’t hear anything good if I spoke up.

We will soon arrive at his temple, Baekdokmun.

If the master saw him, it was obvious that something would break.

However, the reason why he went to Samun was because Hanbin’s promise was absolute.

There was only one thing Hanbin promised.

He said that when he reached Baekdokmun, he would make Jang Ja-myeong a hero.

There was no need to provoke Hanbin’s temper.

It was necessary to please Hanbin, if only for his own safety.

Jang Ja-myeong glanced at Han Bin and smiled businesslike.

“Peng Gongzi is truly a hero.”

“What does being greedy have to do with being a hero?”

“How can a hero be a hero if he is greedy? He wants to conquer the world.”

“Representative Jang.”

“If you have anything to say… … .”

“Please put some saliva in your mouth.”

“… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong covered his mouth without realizing it.

There was a brief awkward moment.

Jang Ja-myeong asked cautiously as if he had just remembered something.

“By the way, did you get the Hundred Year Flower Grass?”

“I am well here.”

Hanbin pointed to the silver beads on his necklace.

Jang Ja-myeong continued speaking as if relieved.

“That’s great. Then I only need to get two now.”

“Actually, I already got those two. Now I have all the Samhwangcho.”

Hanbin shook the rope around his neck.

As Hanbin said, there were a few more silver beads there.

“What the heck… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong was unable to continue speaking.

I had a lot of questions to ask, but I wasn’t sure if it was okay to ask them now.

Jang Ja-myeong, whose words had been trailing off, asked cautiously.

“You said you’ve obtained all the Samhwangcho, so why are you going to Baekdokgok? Why not just pass by?”

“No. You have to go there.”

“If you really want to go, stop by on the way back from Mt. Mudang.”

“No.”

“Why on earth do you have to stop by Baekdukgok now, Prince Peng?”

“To find something more precious than the Three Emperors.”

“What is more important than the Samhwangcho that can detoxify blood clots? If it is as Peng Confucius said, shouldn’t you go to a shaman as soon as possible?”

Jang Ja-myeong was desperate.

Hanbin promised to make him a hero, but he couldn’t believe it.

In fact, Jang Ja-myeong was more afraid to see his master.

And he also knew that his current condition was not enough to show off.

If I could just hold out until the end of my contract with Hanbin, I would be able to stand tall in front of my master.

Jang Ja-myeong believed so.

I don’t know if I’ll be leaving Cheonsujang by then though.

Hanbin, who saw Jang Ja-myeong’s ever-changing expression, continued speaking with a smile on his face.

“I understand how you feel.”

“How can I express my feelings… … .”

“Because I’ve been there too.”

Hanbin patted Jang Ja-myeong on the shoulder.

Of course, that experience was something that happened in a past life.

“If you understand my feelings, wouldn’t it be okay if you stopped by later? I don’t know what it is, but I’ll find it for you.”

“I’m not going to Baekdokgok for fun. I need to get one more key to solve the problem at the shaman.”

“Aren’t you going to tell me what that key is?”

“Of course… … . It’s a secret.”

“haha.”

Jang Ja-myeong laughed hollowly.

* * *

Two days later.

Baekdokmun’s practice room.

Baek Ju-cheon, the master of Baekdokmun, was unable to control his expression.

It was because of the other person’s attitude.

Before he came out into the world of martial arts under the name of Baekdokmun, the place he lived was Baekryong.

The White Dragon was not an organization or a sect.

They were one of the three tribes that created the North Sea Ice Palace.

The three tribes were the White Dragon, White Mirror, and White Tiger.

After the North Sea Ice Palace was created and the chieftain of the White Tiger Tribe became the palace princess, the White Dragon and White Mirror stepped back.

Far away from the North Sea Ice Palace, which was famous in the martial arts world, Baekryong spent his days studying the poison and enlightenment of the North Sea.

Their dignity was heaven-piercing.

They had no worldly desires.

That was the reason why Baek Ju-cheon left Baekryong.

The White Dragon had one rule.

Those who leave cannot be stopped, but they can never return.

Someone might ask what benefit there is to being there.

But I could confidently say that being there was a timeless coincidence.

The poison and enlightenment studied there were those related to immortality.

How old is Yeorahee in front of Baek Jucheon?

When Baek Ju-cheon was ten years old, he looked like this now.

Even though he was seventy years old, his appearance was still the same.

In other words, the age was unknown.

They were fresh.

Then why did Baek Ju-cheon run out there?

The people of Baekryong were immortals and spiritual beings like phoenixes.

The problem was that the phoenix was trapped in a well.