Tangmunjeon - Chapter 265



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Episode 265 Infiltration

Although the party leader promised to help Ilseonja, it was significant in many ways that Ilseonja came to the party leader without going through the Cheongseongpa or Amipa.

If the gap between the Cheongseongpa or Amipa and the Tang family was judged to be very large, the frontrunner would have gone to the Cheongseongpa or Amipa before going to the Tang family.

In other words, in the eyes of the frontliners, the Tang family was a force that was not inferior to the Ami faction and the Cheongseong faction, and Dang Mu-jin was a big shot enough to be the link to the Yeongheoja and Hyangbaek incident.

Dang Mu-jin realized that fact a little late. To be exact, after he had sent someone to relay the news to Cheongseongpa and Amipa.

‘Since when did I become someone who can tell the Cheongseongpa and Amipa leaders to come and go?’

Of course, it was more of a request than a one-sided order, but it was still something that was unimaginable in the past.

*

The next evening, Yeongheoja, the leader of the Cheongseongpa faction, and Myeongryeonsaetae, the leader of the Amipa faction, arrived at Danggajang.

The Myungryeon incident had a subtle ill-fated relationship with Dang Mujin, who had imprisoned him in the basement of Geumjeonggak in the past, but Dang Mujin didn’t pay much attention to that fact. This was because he knew that it wasn’t an act done out of malicious intent.

However, Myeongryeon Sae-tae secretly avoided Dangmujin’s gaze as if that fact was burdensome.

‘If that’s the case, I should have sent someone else…’

The frontliner didn’t have much time on his hands, so he got straight to the point as soon as people gathered.

“I think you can guess why Bin-do came to visit me.”

Not only Yeongheoja but also Myeongryeonsaega nodded.

Frontline workers only told them the essential information they needed to know.

“The Northern Safa group has occupied the Gongdongpa once again, and the Jongnam and Hwasan factions have taken this as a sign that the Safa group is starting to rise up in earnest. We desperately need your help.”

He has a humble attitude, as if he has forgotten his position as the head of the Jongnam faction.

This also meant that the frontline workers were mentally concentrated.

Indeed, if we respond with pride in this situation, the history of the Jongnam faction may end.

The heir readily agreed.

“Among the Taoists of the Cheongseongpa, I will select those who can immediately head north to help and have them arrive at Danggajang by the day after tomorrow. It won’t be just for show, so don’t worry too much.”

But the answer to the Myungryeon incident was different.

“Her Majesty the Elder, Hyangbaek, has been in hiding in preparation for the coming turmoil and has suffered an internal injury, so it will be difficult to provide immediate assistance.”

“Oh my!”

A completely unexpected story came out.

Young-Heo-Ja couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

“Is the state of the Hyangbaek incident serious?”

“It will be difficult for you to move around for the time being. That is why I came here in your place.”

Suffering internal injuries during training is not simply a matter of having a cold or feeling sick.

If your blood flow is distorted and you are vomiting blood, that’s better. If the situation gets serious, you could lose your mind or even lose your life.

Dang Mu-jin spoke to Myeong-ryeon Sa-tae.

“Do you need any assistance from the congressman?”

“Fortunately, you’ve overcome the crisis. You said that if you recover slowly over time, you’ll be fine, so you don’t need help right away.”

Yeongheoja and Ilseonja looked relieved, but Dangmujin felt a strange feeling.

Xiang Baek-sa-tae was a person who knew well how much Tang Mu-jin had achieved in medical skills. He also knew that Tang Mu-jin could be of great help when a martial artist suffered an internal injury.

In other words, the Xiangbaek incident was an incident where the party leader did not ask for help even though he knew that the party leader could help.

This implied one of two things.

Either he really didn’t need Dangmujin’s help, or he was faking an illness because he didn’t want to go to Jongnampa.

Dang Mu-jin’s reasoning told him that it would be impossible for someone as senior as the head of a sect to feign illness, but Dang Mu-jin’s intuition whispered something else.

‘Isn’t the timing a bit coincidental?’

‘Hyangbaeksa didn’t seem too happy about attending the last meeting at Mt. Wudang. Just think about how uncomfortable he felt being stuck among the elders of other sects. Isn’t he trying to avoid the meeting by feigning illness this time?’

‘You wouldn’t pretend to be sick because you’re a long-sleeved person? That might be possible. But look back at the people you’ve met so far. Everyone has at least one flaw in their personality, big or small.’

Dang Mu-jin’s thoughts were more inclined towards intuition than reason.

My experience meeting countless people so far and my intuition as a doctor to recognize patients who are faking illness are intertwined to solidify my intuition.

‘The probability that Hyangbaek Sae-tae is faking an illness is roughly seven or eight percent.’

But then again, it wouldn’t have made a difference if Hyangbaek Sa-tae had faked an illness.

I have already stated clearly that Myeongryunsaegae does not need help. What will happen if I go to Amipa with an attitude of not believing Myeongryunsaegae’s story?

Not only is this a huge embarrassment in itself, but if Hyangbaek is truly injured and is recovering, the situation becomes even more serious.

‘Hyangbaeksaetae is young. He will be the leader of the Amipa for at least twenty years, so if things get awkward between them now, it will not be good for many reasons.’

That’s why the party leader answered briefly.

“I hope you get well soon. If you need any help, please let me know at any time.

“Thank you. Aside from Jang Moon-in, there are five other peak masters in the Amipa. We can select two of them and dispatch them to the Jongnampa, excluding those who are absolutely necessary.”

Myungryun Saetae’s voice was strangely gloomy. It seemed that Myungryun Saetae was one of the two people who had been decided to be dispatched to Jongnampa.

Yeongheoja, who had been thinking for a moment, answered.

“No. While Jang Moon-in is sick, it doesn’t look good to take away people. Cheongseongpa will take away a few more people, so Amipa, stay in Seongdo.”

A clear sense of anticipation flashed through Myeongryeonsa’s eyes. It seemed that he had been right.

Dang Mu-jin also added a word.

“I think that’s right too. Instead, if you pay attention to making sure that there are no problems between the Amipa and the Cheongseongpa and the Tang family, then it will be a good outcome for both of us.”

Myungryun Satae looked at Dangmujin with eyes full of emotion. His eyes looked like he was going to go into the basement of Geumjeonggak, regretting his past mistakes.

‘I guess he really didn’t want to go to Jongnampa.’

The front line didn’t care much either. Rather than squeezing out a small number of people from the Ami faction, it would be better to leave the land of Sacheon to the Ami faction as Young-Heo-Ja had said and then receive additional people from the Cheongseong faction.

“The Cheongseong faction will leave only one of their best players in Sacheonseong and gather as many people as possible who can move.”

“I would be most grateful if you could do that.”

Now it’s Dangmujin’s turn.

“How many people will need to move around in the party?”

Before the Yeongheoja and Myeongryeonsa incident, Ilseonja stayed at Danggajang for a day and observed the people at Danggajang.

Not only the Dangmujin and friends we saw last time, but also Samanbul and Jang Ilnam, and countless other martial artists from the Demonic Cult. With this level of power, it would be a tremendous help.

However, the power of the Tang family had a slightly awkward side.

Jang Il-nam, a bloodthirsty man, has never incurred the enmity of the Jeongpa Muin, but the fact that he is from the Sapa faction weighs on his mind.

It was obvious that there would be conflict surrounding him, as there would be people who would look at him with suspicious eyes.

The situation was even worse for the Demonic Cult members, including Sam-an-bul.

Although he has been quiet for the past few years, Sam-an-bul is a man who has gained notoriety by killing members of the Jeongpa clan.

Shaolin Temple and the Sam-an Buddha should be considered as being in a completely hostile relationship, and I heard that even the Jeomchangpa clan does not have a good time looking at the Sam-an Buddha.

It is certain that Sam-an-bul will cause a bigger storm than Jang Il-nam.

‘Even if we receive less help, preventing internal division is a priority. In addition, since the Cheongseong faction actively participated, we received much more support than expected.’

After a brief judgment, the front-liner spoke to the party leadership.

“I think the help of the head of the family and three close friends will be enough.”

“Is that okay?”

“Of course. The martial arts skills of the four of you are so outstanding that you won’t be far behind when compared to the number of people gathered from a large sect.”

“I’m worried that I’m putting too much of a burden on the Cheongseongpa.”

Yeong-heo-ja, who was listening to the story of the frontliners and the party leaders, burst into hearty laughter.

“Don’t worry, I also have my own ulterior motives, which is why I’m here. Jongnampa readily agreed to fight the Demonic Cult together, so if we show them sincerity first, they’ll probably return the favor with even greater help. It’ll be like wiping off our debt of gratitude.”

“Haha! Is that so?”

The conversation ended on a very amicable note, thanks to the two people’s renewed goodwill.

A conversation where no one is dissatisfied.

Just two days later, Dang Mu-jin and his party left Sacheonseong, mixing in with the Taoists of the Cheongseongpa.

*

Since the frontline wanted to find out what had happened while he was away, instead of heading straight to Jongnamsan, the group headed to the area near Pyeongnyanghyeon below Gongdongsan.

Namgung Myung grumbled as he walked.

“So what I’m saying is, before you decide to go, you should at least ask your doctor. Do you know what it feels like to be suddenly notified while you’re eating?”

Before Dang Mu-jin could answer, Hyun-gong intervened and spoke on his behalf.

“Whether I knew it or not, the result would have been the same. Who would have time to come and look for you in the middle of a meeting?”

Unlike Namgung Myung, who didn’t care much about what happened to the Gongdong faction, Hyungong had to head to Jongnamsan right away for the sake of the Mudang faction. He had finally been promised the position of the next Jangmun, so what could be more disappointing than if there were problems with the Mudang faction?

Because he could guess the circumstances behind it, Namgung Myung grumbled and was not easily persuaded.

“This is pretty important. I might not have wanted to go to Jongnampa.”

This time, Hong Geol-gae got involved.

“I could tell you were bored and your whole body was twisting these days, so how could you not have followed me? Besides, it’s not like you spent your time constructively even if you stayed in the castle.”

“I?”

“okay.”

Namgung Myung kept his mouth shut and looked back on his recent daily life.

Did Namgung Myung, the eldest son of the Dae Namgung family, spend his time being so idle that he was criticized by the beggar Hong Geol-gae?

Unfortunately, that was an undeniable fact. It had been quite some time since there was no place left to raid in Sacheon.

Namgung Myung had to leave Sacheonseong to enjoy a constructive experience, that is, a thrilling taste.

The nest called Sacheonseong had become too small a space to contain even one bird called Namgungmyeong.

“Yeah. That’s not wrong.”

The moment Namgung Myung spoke, people’s steps stopped.

The frontliner spoke to the people.

“If we go into Pyeongnyang-hyeon, we might be noticed by the Gongdongpa unmanned forces, so let’s stay here.”

“Hey, Ilseonja. How are you going to inspect Pyeongryang-hyeon from here?”

Over the past few days, the distance between Ilseonja and Yeongheoja has become quite close. Although their age difference is not that big, Ilseonja treats Yeongheoja with respect and regards him as an older brother.

The frontliners were in a position to receive help, and since the inaction of the spirits was clearly superior, they had no complaints.

“We should send the people who are the least suspicious to Pyeongnyang-hyeon.”

“People who are less likely to arouse suspicion…”

People’s attention was naturally drawn to Dang Mu-jin and his party.

There is one reason. Everyone in this place, except for Dang Mu-jin and his party, was a Taoist.

People’s moods change depending on what they do. And Taoists tend to have a very strong, unique mood.

It wasn’t just a matter of clothing.

A neat impression and a well-groomed beard. A strangely relaxed voice, as if playing a freshman.

However, a stubborn mouth and expression, a slightly stiff gesture, and finally a faint scent must all be combined to finally become a Taoist.

On the other hand, Dang Mu-jin and his party seemed far removed from Taoist priests, so they had no choice but to be drafted.

The front-line worker approached the party leader with a trusting expression on his face.

“Danggajangju. Can you check out the atmosphere of Pyeongryang-hyeon and the situation of the Gongdongpa with your friends?”

“It’s not difficult.”

“Thank you. If you see anything dangerous, get out immediately. Fighting isn’t the only virtue.”

Dang Mu-jin and his three friends waited for the surroundings to get dark and then sneaked into Pyeongnyang-hyeon.

What was unusual was that the Taoist Hyeon-gong was included in the reconnaissance team as if it were a given. Even the Taoists of Ilseonja and Cheongseongpa took this for granted.

When Dang Mu-jin asked a question, Hyeon-gong answered as if it was obvious.

“I’m still young, so I’m not really affected by the Taoist atmosphere.”

It wasn’t a very convincing story.

The age difference between Jinhae and Hyeon-gong, who were disciples of Yeongheoja, was not great, but unlike Hyeon-gong, Jinhae looked like a Taoist to anyone.

Jinhae had a straight back and neck, as if he would not bend no matter what came his way, and his eyes were also very clear.

Hyun-gong, who read the mood, added one more word.

“Besides, do you know how many years it’s been since I left Mt. Mudang? I used to be as upright as Jinhae. I’ve become a bit more gentle these days.”

Likewise, it was a story that no one could relate to.

Looking back, Hyungong was strange from the moment I first met him. He looked like a Taoist to anyone, but he had a very faint Taoist aura.

If Namgung Myeong had not recognized Hyeon-gong, the group would have naturally assumed that Hyeon-gong was impersonating a Taoist.

The red-crowned crane made a deflating sound.

“Shh. Be quiet now.”

Namgung Myung took out four black masks from his bosom and handed them out to the group. The four people skillfully put the masks back on.

No conversation or transmission is necessary.

The four new types simultaneously jumped onto the roof of a nearby building and soon melted into the moonless night of Pyeongnyang-hyeon.