Twelve Heavenly Moon - Chapter 134



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Chapter 3. The Heavenly Guest, Juyong

“What on earth are you trying to do?”

Mo Cheong asked the king who was walking ahead urgently.

His face is filled with doubt.

This was because, instead of fleeing far away from the enemies, Ja-Wang Sa-Song circled the mountain and returned to where Mo-Cheong’s residence was.

It is not that they do not know the principle of “the light is not bright under the sun”. Their pursuers would not have thought that they would return to the place where the mother’s residence is.

But before he could choose to turn back, he had already managed to shake off his pursuers.

Ja-Wang Sa-Song’s talent was better than rumors, and he found an escape route that his pursuers could never catch up to.

It was Mo-cheong who was amazed every time Sa-song found an ingenious escape route while following him.

But the choice I made now was incomprehensible.

Why go back to where the enemy might be when you can run far enough away?

There was no need to check the condition of the residence, and there was nothing to look for.

However, Sasong’s answer to Mocheong’s question is also unexpected.

“I have something to bring.”

Sasong answered.

What are you going to bring? The place you are going back to is Mocheong’s residence. But what does Jawang Sasong have to bring?

No matter how much he thought about it, there was nothing valuable he could bring back from his own residence.

“What on earth are you looking for? Do you have something valuable that I don’t know about?”

Mocheong asked.

Sometimes in martial arts, there are cases where one accidentally possesses a treasure that one doesn’t know about.

In the case of Mocheong, such a situation was sufficiently suspicious.

Unidentified visitors, and Ja-Wang Sa-Song appeared there. If so, there could be something important that he himself does not know about.

“That’s not true. Of course, you could say that Nosa himself is a precious person, but…….”

Sasong answered.

It was praise for Baeksan Mocheong, but it was not an untrue statement. Every school in the martial arts world and every merchant in the merchant world wanted to invite Baeksan.

Because the family’s stronghold that he touched was transformed into a place that could last for hundreds of years.

“Then what are you going to look for?”

Mo Cheong, who did not deny that he was a treasure, asked again.

“I think we need to find out what kind of guys they are. Isn’t the guy who fell to the old man’s sword still there?”

“ah!”

Only then did Mo-cheong finally understand the reason for Sa-song’s return.

And I learned that the man named Ja-Wang Sa-Song was a much more generous person than rumors said.

No matter how curious you are about the enemy’s identity, it is not easy to take such a risk.

But then another question arises.

“Your Majesty doesn’t know their true identity?”

“How could I know?”

Sasong asked back.

“I thought Your Majesty had appeared at that moment and knew their true identities…….”

“It’s not a coincidence. I came here to see Master Baeksan, but I didn’t expect such vicious men to show up. Of course… there are some people I can guess.”

“If you are guessing……?”

“If we can catch them, let’s talk after we catch them. It might cause misunderstandings about something that is not certain.”

It was difficult to immediately say that the ones who sent the evil spirits to Mocheong might have been sent by the great sage of the martial arts world, Myeongan Lee Jo.

Mo Cheong, who did not know the true identity of Myeong-an Lee Jo, could not believe Sa Song’s words.

Rather, it was clear that Sasong would be suspected at that moment.

However, it is more difficult to explain the secret of the Absolute Three Thousand in detail during this time.

Furthermore, even Ja-Wang Sa-Song could not be sure whether the evil spirits were really sent by Myeong-An Lee-Jo. As he said, Baek-San Mo-Cheong was a valuable talent who could be called a treasure, and there were many people in the martial arts world who coveted him.

For now, all I could hope for was for the injured person to be treated nearby.

I stood at the edge of the forest again.

Darkness was falling. And as expected, prey was waiting there.

Phew!

The man took a deep breath and closed his eyes. There was no more blood flowing from the wounds on his body.

Fortunately, there were no colleagues to protect him.

I don’t know if he didn’t want to be a guardian from the beginning, or if he thought it would be okay for the man to be alone while he recovered after the primary treatment was over.

In any case, it was clear that they thought there was no one to threaten the man since the one they were chasing was running away.

But contrary to what they think, there are bound to be people who think and act differently from ordinary people.

Just like a king’s phoenix!

“I see.”

Jasong said with a happy expression.

“That’s right. And there’s no one guarding them… Those guys let their guard down. They seemed pretty thorough though…….”

Baeksan Mocheongdo said with an excited expression.

“Let’s bring it.”

Sasong took a step forward without hesitation.

“Ugh!”

The man suddenly let out a gasp.

That would be the case, because the moment he felt someone approaching and tried to stop his momentum, someone else’s hand had already touched his magical acupoint.

“Be careful. If you keep doing that, you might fall into a state of obsession with money….”

King Ja-Wang Sa-Song said mockingly.

But the man couldn’t protest at all. He was really on the verge of becoming possessed by a demon.

“Go to sleep, take a deep breath…….”

“Whew hoosh!”

The man let out a deep breath like an obedient child. Then, his trembling body began to calm down little by little.

“That’s right, that’s right… You learned very well. Your foundation is solid.”

King Ja-Wang praised the man.

A smile appeared on Baekhan Mocheong’s face without him knowing it as he watched the scene.

We can see his character through the playfulness of his son-in-law.

Among people with this kind of temperament, there are few evildoers. Although they sometimes show their emotions too much and cause trouble, at least they rarely treat anyone with ill intentions.

It was Mo Cheong who naturally developed faith in Sa Song. Moreover, he was sent by Baek Wan, the Bukdusanmunju, who had a deep connection with him.

“It seems like he’s calmed down a bit, so let’s take him.”

Mo Cheong said.

“Okay, let’s see… where are we going?”

Ja-Wang Sa-Song looked around and said.

“There is a good place. It might be a place where there are pursuers, but it is a place where it is hard for anyone to find you when there are no pursuers.”

“Then go ahead.”

Sasong quickly lifted the man up and put him on her shoulder, saying:

Then Baeksan Mocheong started walking along the mountain path in a hurry.

‘It’s a strange location.’

As he followed Baeksan Mocheong into the small cave, Jawang Sasong thought.

Seokdong was located in the middle of a cliff behind the mountain where Baeksan Mocheong’s residence was located.

In the middle of a fairly high cliff about twenty meters high, there was a narrow space that looked like it had been split in half by a god with an axe. In that narrow space, where it seemed impossible for a person to enter, was the entrance to the stone cave.

Of course, if you pass through the entrance and go inside the cliff, there is a fairly large cave.

Mo Cheong led the royal envoy there.

“It’s a place where you can naturally avoid human eyes.”

Sasong said as he entered the cave.

“That’s right. It’s even more so because it’s untouched by human hands.”

Mo Cheong answered.

“It wouldn’t have been easy to find a place like this……?”

“Shouldn’t a person at least look at the terrain of the place where he or she lives? And… people like me can roughly figure out the hidden circumstances in the scenery just by looking at it from afar.”

At that moment, Sasong remembered that his opponent was Baeksan Mocheong, the best martial arts master in Gangho.

“I guess I forgot the fame of Baeksan Nosa for a moment.”

King Ja-Wang Sa-Song said with a big smile.

Then Mo Cheong also smiled and said.

“Now then, shall we hear why Your Majesty has come to see me?”

“Um… You’ll know that if you look at this letter. I have something to ask you. Of course, Baek-san is more curious, but this is my specialty, so I’ll take care of it.”

Sasong handed Baeksan Mocheong the letter written by Baek Wan, the lord of Bukdusanmun, and put the man he was carrying on his shoulder down on the floor.

thud!

“hmm…….”

Even though the wound was treated quickly, a groan escaped from the man’s mouth as he was roughly thrown to the floor.

Mo Cheong looked at the king for a moment and then began to look over the letter he had received.

Meanwhile, Sasong lifted up the man whose face was distorted in pain and sat him down in front of her.

“Okay, let’s get started. First, let me warn you that my hands are very poisonous. Of course, you have undergone special training and are accustomed to enduring pain, but enduring my hands will not be easy. So, don’t do anything difficult for each other and just answer my questions.”

Ja-Wang Sa-Song crouched down in front of the man and spoke to him.

But the man did not respond to the king’s words. No, he could not. It was because the demon blood and the Amun blood were suppressed at the same time, and he could not speak.

“Ugh.”

Instead of speaking, the man groaned harshly. He seemed to be angry at Ja-Wang Sa-Song.

“Oh, this is not good. You are too energetic. Then before I ask, let me give you a taste of the pain I can give you. Then the conversation will be easier.”

Sasong spoke absentmindedly and placed her hand near his ribs.

Wham!

In that instant, the hook-shaped cavalryman emerged from inside his sleeve and dug right into the man’s ribs.

“Ugh!”

A breathless sound escaped the man’s mouth as he watched the cavalry pierce through his flesh with his own eyes.

The weapon of the serpent that had dug into his body somehow caused unbearable pain.

The man could not bear the pain and even the area around his eyes turned white.

While reading the letter Baek Wan sent, Baek San Mo Cheong frowned without realizing it.

Because the hand of King Ja-Wang Sa-Song was much more poisonous than he had expected.

So, for a moment, Mo Cheong even thought that he had mistakenly identified Sa Song.

Sasong tormented the man for a few minutes, counting to ten. Then he gently pulled the cavalry out of the man’s side.

The man who had been stabbed by Sasong’s cavalry barely had any blood flowing from his body. There was only a trace of blood on the hem of his clothes, which meant that Sasong was extremely skilled at this type of thing.

“Is it hard? It will be hard. Even I think it is unbearable. I have never seen anyone endure my hand. Even the leaders of the sects. Anyway, it is not so shameful for you to submit to me. Your master will probably understand when he experiences this pain. So now, make sure I never use my hand on you again.”

Sasong gave the man serious advice and then released the man’s blood clot.

“Ugh!”

As the wound healed, the man spat out blood and saliva.

Sasong gave the man plenty of time to calm down, and only then did he ask the question once the man’s breathing was more comfortable.

“What is your name?”

“……?”

“If you don’t want to answer, then there’s nothing I can do.”

As Sasong reached out to subdue the man’s acupoint again, the man quickly replied.

“Juyong!”

“Juyong. That’s a good name. But it doesn’t seem like he was raised as a murderer… What sect does he belong to?”

“…I don’t belong to any other sect.”

The man answered in a low voice. He seemed to have no hesitation in answering at this point.

“Okay. The fact that they came to Baeksan Nosa in a group despite not belonging to any sect means that there are groups of people who do not exist as sects in the world but are receiving orders from someone, right?”

“…….”

The man who revealed his name as Joo Yong nodded silently.

“Whose orders did you come here?”

Sasong asked what he wanted to know without waiting.

Baeksan Mocheongdo, who had been wearing a dark expression in Sasong’s poisonous hands, also showed interest in the man’s answer to this question.

He couldn’t help but wonder who on earth had tried to take him away, and why they had threatened to kill him if he refused.

“…….”

But this time the man had a hard time answering.

Then Sasong nodded.

“You will be troubled. But if you do not answer, you will experience a pain worse than death. You will realize that the pain you felt just now is not even on the scale of pain. So answer the questions I ask you.”

Sasong spoke in a way that seemed to persuade rather than intimidate.

It was obvious that he did not want to inflict any more severe pain on anyone. However, Sasong was also a strong-willed person who would never hesitate to torture anyone if necessary.

The man could also read that much from Sasong’s tone of voice. Nevertheless, the man could not easily open his mouth.

Then Sasong opened his mouth again.

“It seems like it’s hard to say it out loud. Then let me make it a little easier for you to answer. You don’t have to open your mouth. Just nod your head. Is the person who ordered you to do this, your master, a member of the Five Martial Arts Faction?”

The man’s eyes lit up at Sasong’s question.

It’s a reaction that lets you know that what Sasong said is right even without answering.

“Okay. Judging from the look in your eyes, you’re probably the person I was thinking of.”

Sasong said with a satisfied expression.

Then, Baeksan Mocheong, who was behind him, opened his mouth hurriedly.

“Why on earth did the Martial Arts Academy treat me like this…?”

It’s certainly a curious thing.

The five masters of martial arts are the most respected figures in the world of martial arts. If they want to take Baeksan Mocheong, all they have to do is reveal their identities and politely invite him.

Even though Baeksan Mocheong was a person who had turned his back on the world, he was not someone who would dare to refuse the call of the Five Immortals of Murim.

“He probably thought that Baek-san might decline this invitation. And… he might not have wanted the world to know that he had invited Baek-san.”

Sasong said.

“Does that mean Your Majesty knows who among the Five Lines summoned me?”

“I’m guessing two people. Of course, I have a crush on one of them.”

“Who is he?”

Baeksan Mocheong asked urgently.

Instead of answering, Sasong asked the middle-aged man, Juyong, another question.

“Perhaps it’s not Yun Zhong Xue… but perhaps it’s Ming An?”

At Sasong’s question, the man’s eyes grew so wide that they could no longer be widened. He looked as if he couldn’t believe how she knew that fact.

“A great idea! Is that really the great idea?”

Mo Cheong asked urgently from behind.

“Judging from Lee Ja’s expression, it seems so.”

“Why on earth did he……?”

“I will explain the reason later.”

The king said,

“Are you saying that you even know the reason?”

Mocheong looked at Sasong with surprised eyes.

“He’s a good man. How could I suspect him without a reason?”

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“What the heck is this…….”

Mo Cheong continued to shake his head as if he could not believe what had happened to him.

Then, Sasong thought for a moment and then asked the man who had come to fetch Mocheong on the orders of Myeongan Ijo.

“Are you willing to die for Myeong-an?”

“……?”

The man looked at Sasong’s face without answering.

“In the current situation, I have no choice but to kill you. You know why. Now that you know that I know the secret of the Ming-an Lee Jo, how can I let you live?”

“…Kill me. Just make sure there is no pain. You have gotten everything you wanted.”

The man said with a resigned expression, perhaps thinking that there was nothing he could do.

It’s a tone of voice that makes you wish for at least a comfortable death.

“What if there is a way to live?”

“……?”

Jooyong looked at Sasong again.

How can he live? Even if he swears that he won’t tell anyone about what happened today, they have no reason to trust him.

The most certain way to silence someone in the world of martial arts is to kill them. Furthermore, he had no connection with these people.

But there is a way to survive.

“What should I do?”

The man asked,

Although he was a possessed man, he was a seasoned warrior who had wandered through the darkness of the martial arts world for a long time.

There is no goodness in this world that doesn’t come at a price. Especially not in the world of martial arts.

If you want to live, you will definitely have to give the interest what it wants.

“It makes sense. If you create a situation where you cannot return to Myeong-an, I will cancel your martial arts and spare your life. After that, you can leave the world of martial arts and live in seclusion as a country bumpkin. Will you do it?”

Sasong asked again.

“I cannot return to my lord. That means I should betray my lord.”

“Betrayal? Well… if it’s betrayal, then it is betrayal. But Myeong-an also… you guys… are called guests of heaven?”

“hmm…….”

The moment the word ‘heavenly guest’ came out of Sasong’s mouth, the man, Juyong, let out a sigh.

I didn’t know that Sasong knew about the existence of the Heavenly Guests.

They were hermits who followed Myeong-an Lee Jo, people who lived and died according to Myeong-an Lee Jo’s orders, and they did not hesitate to act as assassins in the darkness of the martial arts world.

They believed that they were protecting the spirit of the martial arts world together with their lord, Myeong-an Lee Jo.

Even among the heavenly guests, only a few knew that Myeong-an Lee Jo was one of the three thousand and was competing with the other two thousand for the world.

Perhaps only the five or six heavenly guests who usually shadow Myeong-an Lee Jo are aware of this fact.

Joo Yong was not one of them.

“It is not an easy choice. At least you all think that Myeong-an Lee Jo is the center of the political faction as the organization of the martial arts world.”

“Are you saying that’s not true?”

Jooyong asked back.

It was an attitude that said that it was absolutely impossible to admit it. Even though things had come to this point, it seemed that the trust in Myeong-an Lee Jo had not disappeared.

“I have no intention of changing your beliefs about Lee Jo. No matter how much I explain, if you don’t accept it, that’s it. But let me say this. Lee Jo is not the kind of person the world knows him to be. At least, he is not an object of respect to me. Rather, he is nothing more than a cunning schemer who is deceiving the world.”

“…That can’t be true.”

Joo-yong shook his head in disbelief.

“I told you, I have no intention of making you understand. I was just stating the truth. The fact that I brought Baeksan Nosa here in such a forced manner is not befitting of the reputation of Myeong-an Ijo. And perhaps he lived as a guest and practiced his life under Myeong-an Ijo’s orders. Without knowing the world. Right?”

“Well… for the peace of the martial arts world……”

“Hahaha, peace in the martial arts world? If that were the case, the Murim Alliance’s Shin Eung-jo or Young-woong-dae would have taken action. Is there no reason for Myeong-an to step forward?”

Juyong was unable to respond to Sasong’s logical and coherent argument.

But his face still seemed to contain the belief in Myeong-an Lee Jo.

Then Sasong continued speaking.

“Anyway, that’s fine. I’m not trying to convince you, I’m trying to make a deal. Tell me everything you know about the Heavenly Guest organization. Then you can live. Of course, you can’t lie in what you say. I also know a little about the Heavenly Guests, so if anything you say is found to be a lie, you’ll die at that moment. Do you want to do it?”

It wouldn’t be bad to save Joo Yong-jeong and find out about the Heavenly Guests. In fact, out of all the information about the Absolute Three Thousand, the one that the Twelve Thousand Moons knew the most was about the Heavenly Guests who followed Myeong-an Lee Jo.

“I also know little about the guests.”

Jooyong answered.

“Of course. It’s unlikely that someone like Myeong-an Lee Jo would have told everything about the organization. So just tell me what you know.”

Juyong’s eyes wavered at Sasong’s words.

Once again, loyalty to the Joseon Dynasty and the desire to live clashed.

But in the end, he chose to live.

“Okay, I’ll tell you everything I know, so just keep your promise.”

“Even though he looks like this, he is a person who always keeps his promises.”

Sasong answered.

Joo Yong let out a small sigh, as if he believed what he was saying, and began to open his mouth.

Ja-Wang Sa-Song and Baek-San Mo-Cheong accompanied the heavenly guest Ju-Yong, who followed Myeong-An Lee-Jo, for three days.

The reason they took Juyong with them was not only because they had something to say to him, but also to see if there had been any change in his feelings during that time.

It was also important to keep an eye out for those pursuing them while moving with Zhu Yong. Fortunately, or perhaps thanks to the King’s special ability, no one was seen pursuing the three of them.

After traveling for three days, Sasong and Moqing took the man, Juyong, on a boat at a small port on the Yellow River.

The ship was a merchant vessel that traveled down the lower reaches of the Yellow River to a coastal port from which it could go out to sea.

Juyong said that he planned to take that boat to a seaside port, then take another boat out to sea and go to a remote island far from the rivers and lakes, or to a foreign country.

Joo Yong had such great fear of Myeongan Lee Jo that he made such a decision.

Joo Yong also did not know the exact number of guests.

However, based on the radius of his activities and what he heard from his colleagues, he estimated that there were approximately two hundred guests active.

Among them, there were those who belonged to prestigious martial arts schools, and those who followed the famous Joseon Dynasty.

Among them, Juyong was a heavenly guest who moved under the orders of Ming An Yijo, and it is said that he worked as a heavenly guest for about twenty years.

In a way, Joo Yong had been active as a guest ever since he entered the world of martial arts.

Perhaps that is why at first he seemed to be lamenting his own fate of running away from Myeong-an.

However, during the trip with Sasong and others, he began to suspect that perhaps Myeong-an Lee Jo was not the person he thought he was, so he seemed quite carefree when he left on the merchant ship.

“You’re not coming back, are you?”

Baeksan Mocheong said while looking at the merchant ship that had suddenly turned into a dot.

“I don’t think that will happen. Even if you go back, you won’t be able to use it properly since your martial arts skills have disappeared. Since you were a guest, you probably know how they treat you when you don’t have martial arts skills. There’s also a story you told us……”

Sasong answered.

“Well… your expression before boarding the ship looked carefree. You’ll live well. The gold you gave me is quite a lot too….”

Before Juyong left, Baeksan Mocheong gave him some of the gold he had brought from his residence.

It was an amount of money that could have allowed him to start a new life wherever he went. Perhaps the existence of that gold might have made Juyong a little more energetic.

“I think you have too much affection.”

“Me?”

Mo-cheong asked back at Sa-song’s words.

“That’s right. It’s gold…….”

“Hahaha, it’s useless anyway, so wouldn’t it be better to give it to someone who needs it?”

Mo Cheong answered with a smile.

“Ugh… that’s true, but….”

“Do you need gold in the Twelve Heavenly Gates?”

Mo-cheong asked with a serious expression at the sight of Sa-song regretting the gold he had given to Ju-yong.

Then Sasong shook his head.

“No, that’s not it. If it’s gold, there’s more than enough of it. To be honest, if you want to collect gold, it’s easier and faster than any other sect in the world.”

“…Through a request?”

Baeksan Mocheong knew the Twelve Heavenly Gates as the Blue Gate.

Of course, it wasn’t like the typical contracting group in Gangho that did the work of assassins, but it was clearly a contracting group in the sense that they took on the work of the contractors in return for money.

“Haha, how much money can you make by doing contract work? I don’t even accept contracts for murder.”

“Then how……?”

“There are some unknown rejects among the members of this inquiry.”

“Not someone you know, but one of the disciples of the Twelve Thousand Gates?”

Mo-cheong asked with a puzzled expression.

There was no reason for the refusal of the Sanggye to become a disciple of the Twelve Heavenly Gates. Judging from the tone of Sasong’s speech, he wasn’t the only one.

“That’s right. The original sect was made up of people with various connections, so that’s how it turned out. Of course, if you want to get gold from a sect that you’re friendly with, you can do that too.”

“For example, something like the Bukdusan Gate……?”

Mo Cheong already knew through the letter of Baek Wan, the head of the Bukdu Mountain Sect, that the Twelve Heavenly Sects and the Bukdu Mountain Sect had a close relationship.

In his letter, Baek Wan asked the people of the Twelve Heavenly Gate to unconditionally trust and follow him.

Although Baeksan Mocheong was not a disciple of the Bukdusan sect, he was a person who trusted every word of Baek Wan, the head of the sect.

Since his ancestors received great favor from Baekchosan, the best swordsman of all time, his descendants also had a special sense of solidarity with the Bukdusanmun.

That was also the reason why he rebuilt the Bukdusanmun Academy with all his might.

“Well, there are various sects.”

It was not yet time to tell Mo Cheong about Cheongpunghoe.

Until Mo Cheong confidently promised to take part in this dangerous undertaking against the Absolute Three Thousand, the existence of Cheongpunghoe had to be kept a secret.

“The power of the Twelve Heavenly Gates is stronger than I thought.”

“Well… I’m sure it’s not an ordinary request.”

Sasong did not deny it.

“But why on earth am I……?”

“Let’s discuss that after we meet with the Immortal Swordsman.”

“Immortal King… It seems he wants me.”

“Baeksan Nosa is actually much more important than you think. That’s why Myeong-an Lee Jo sent someone to bring him here.”

Sasong said with a smile.

Then, Mo Cheong muttered as if he suddenly remembered something.

“Well, why did he try to take me away?”

This is something that has not been confirmed even through the Heavenly Guest Juyong.

It was still unclear why the great general Lee Jo wanted to take Baeksan Mocheong away.

However, Sasong could guess.

“Maybe it’s because of the Bukdusan Gate.”

Sasong said.

“The Bukdusan Gate? Does that mean he is displeased with me rebuilding the Bukdusan Gate?”

“No, it’s not that. You probably need something like a blueprint for the rebuilt Bukdusan Gate. Or maybe you want to have a space like that yourself.”

“Why on earth did he……?”

Mo-cheong asked back with an expression that still showed no understanding.

“He wants to completely control the Bukdusanmun Gate.”

“…no way……?”

“He is trying to rule the martial arts world through the Bukdusanmun. So shouldn’t he know everything about the Bukdusanmun, especially its fatal weaknesses and strengths?”

After Sasong finished speaking, Baeksan Mocheong said nothing more and just stared blankly at Sasong.

This is because I realized that complex events were unfolding around Myeong-an Leejo that could never be explained in a few words.

“As I said, it’s difficult to explain right now, so let’s meet the Immortal Hero first.”

Sasong said to Mocheong who was staring at him.

Then Baeksan Mocheong nodded his head.

“Good. Since it has come to this, I cannot help but meet you, even if it is just out of curiosity. Let’s hurry.”

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An old man dressed in a robe was moving diligently, fanning five braziers.

The old man’s face showed signs of exhaustion, perhaps because he had been smoking the brazier for a long time.

But the old man was carefully controlling the flames of the brazier while constantly wiping away the sweat.

Above the braziers were kettles that looked about twice as large as a regular kettle.

Above, a white cotton cloth served as a lid, and steam with a pungent medicinal scent was seeping out through the cotton cloth.

Even while the old man was watching the fire in the brazier, he occasionally sniffed at the scents coming out of the steam.

Sometimes I would touch the hot steam and taste the moisture that formed on my hands.

The sight of an old man moving busily alone in a remote place deep in the mountains was so desperate.

This may mean that the herbal medicine pots have a special meaning to the elderly.

But at some point, a shadow of a person appeared in front of the old man’s thatched hut.

But the person who appeared in front of the thatched hut neither entered the hut nor spoke to the old man.

He just stood in front of the thatched cottage and watched the old man moving busily.

The time had almost come to 2:00.

Of course, the old man also knew that someone was watching him.

Nevertheless, he did not pretend to know the intruder. In fact, the intruder who just watched the old man could be said to have great patience.

In the end, it was the old man who reacted first.

“Who are you looking for?”

The old man asked without taking his eyes off the brazier. Naturally, he was talking to the man standing in front of the thatched cottage.

Then, Jeokwol, who had been watching the old man for a while, opened his mouth.

“What are you making?”

There is no answer to the old man’s question.

“…If I tell you, you will know?”

It is a question that dares to ask if you can understand what he is doing. It is a question that reveals arrogant confidence.

“Isn’t that something you might not know?”

The red moon answered.

“You look young, but your speech is really annoying.”

“Based on your age, I could treat you with the utmost respect, but I am also a person with authority to protect…….”

“Authority? That’s the kind of authority you have to uphold at that age… You seem to be a descendant of a prestigious family.”

“It’s not that I had good parents. Should I just say I had a good master? Or… should I say I had a bad master?”

“Which school do you come from?”

The old man, who had confirmed that he was a person from the martial arts world, asked in a slightly colder voice.

“I am the new demon lord of Ma-Meng.”

The old man’s hands stopped moving the moment Jeokwol revealed his identity.

His hand holding the fan seemed to be trembling.

Not moving means that tending to the hearths is no longer important to him.

“The new demon lord… the demon lord.”

“exactly?”

“Then, Honma Chang’s disciple……?”

“As expected, you’re not turning a deaf ear to news from the martial arts world.”

The red moon answered.

Although Honma Chang’s Shinma Ryeong is a famous divine tablet to those who know him, it is not actually a widely known item in the martial arts world.

But the old man knew the meaning of Shinma-ryeong. Naturally, it meant that he was opening his eyes and ears to the world of martial arts.

“Huh… Another Chilma? Why? Do we still need the Muhonma Army?”

The old man stretched his body.

Then he turned his gaze and looked at the red moon and asked. A red light flowed out of the old man’s eyes like blood.

It was half of Honglimgoe’s group.

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