Episode 201
Nangjungjichu (囊中之錐) (1)
Bujeongsang glanced at Yeonhojeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong was drinking tea with a calm expression.
“Third.”
“Please speak.”
“I feel like I’m going to wear out my mouth because I say it so often, but… you’re really amazing.”
“Once again.”
“Huh.”
Moung-sang licked his lips and looked down at the center of the first floor.
There, about a dozen warriors wearing blood-red uniforms were lying down. All of them had demonic blood on their daggers, and it looked like they would be crippled if they didn’t show up to the doctor right away.
And in front of them stood Tang Sang-ah.
Zhuge Yan swallowed his saliva.
“It’s really amazing.”
“hmm?”
“I was so busy when I came that I didn’t know much about it, but it’s really an amazing cancer technique.”
Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.
“Although the experience is somewhat lacking, the sister is skilled enough in the art of arming to accurately hit the target at any time. “Memorization is a threatening weapon even for experts of the same level, so those guys are no match for my sister-in-law.”
“That too, but it’s incredibly fast?”
Jegal Ah-yeon said while looking at Yeon Ho-jeong.
“The speed is almost comparable to that of an arrow.”
The arrow she was talking about was not any other arrow, but the arrow that Mukbi shoots.
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“Not as much as an arrow.”
“really? “They look almost similar to me, right?”
“It’s because I haven’t seen you shoot with intent. Of course, it’s not a big gap.”
“Hey.”
Zhuge Yan opened his mouth and looked at Tang Shang’er. In fact, the ability to use silent, sharp, and projectile weapons was so outstanding that it seemed meaningless to determine superiority.
It was just amazing. There are many true geniuses in the world who clearly show martial arts talent that Zhuge Yan does not have.
Gaeun-sang asked Yeon Ho-jeong.
“How can I wait here any longer?”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked down at the warriors of the bloodshed without answering.
Moon Geun-sang’s head slowly turned back to Pae-yul.
“…yo. this? Sasuk?”
I looked at Full Sang with eyes that found the loss rate absurd.
“Are you asking me now?”
“sure. “You are the most adult.”
Although he is the oldest, he is not the leader.
Paeyul sent a warning message to Yeon Ho-jeong.
[What are you going to do?]
[We have to wait one more time. I sent one of them off unharmed, so the real one will come in less than half a day.]
Paeyul opened his mouth.
“Just wait half a day more.”
“Oh yeah.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s prediction came true like a ghost this time too.
Quang!
The beginning was the same as that of the Hyeoljakmundo members.
The people who came in, violently opening the door, were masters of the Demonic Chamber.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.
‘It’s pretty good.’
It is at a considerable level. Although each of them had different weapons, more than half of them had first-class martial arts skills.
The number was quite large, at twenty, and their restrained movements while emitting a murderous glow in their eyes were impressive.
‘That would be enough to reach the end of the thirty-six gates.’
Yeon Ho-jeong’s insight was accurate.
“It’s Yeommagang.”
Full-sang’s eyes sparkled.
“It’s a breakwater that was recently built at thirty-six gates. “After Yin Shabang lost its power, it took over.”
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
‘It’s called Eumsabang.’
The first place where the soldiers of the Mortal Death Army experienced combat was Eumsabang.
I once again realized that the power of the black sword was weak. There are only a handful of cultural sects with a long history, and hundreds of sects disappear and reappear every day.
‘As expected, I know Yangcheon properly.’
What is the most important thing to pay attention to in uniting such crude black people?
It is law and history. Strict rules and laws are established and anyone who breaks them is punished, regardless of the reason.
Although it is cruel and extreme, it can have a definite effect in the short term. And when you get used to that kind of life, you start building a long history.
This was the method by which the Black Emperor Castle was built, and it was also the method used by Yang Cheon before the Black Emperor Castle was even established.
‘But I don’t know if he came up with it or if he got help from someone.’
Yeon Ho-jeong stood up.
There was a hint of puzzlement in Full Sang’s eyes.
“The third one will do it?”
“It’s a bit hard to leave it to the youngest, but I can’t just leave my sister-in-law to suffer.”
Full-sang looked at the Demon Lords with pitiful eyes. Even though he was obviously an enemy, I somehow felt sorry for him.
Paeyul blurted out a word.
“If possible, don’t spray blood.”
“All right.”
grasp!
Yeon Ho-jeong came down from this floor to the first floor and stood in front of Dang Sang-ah.
Tang Sang-ah, who was already holding out a dagger, had a look of puzzlement on his face.
“Priests?”
“I will deal with those guys. Thank you for your hard work. “Just go up and rest.”
“Oh really?”
Dang Sang-ah went up to this floor without thinking about Yeon Ho-jeong.
The leader of the Yeommabang group, Hogeuk, brightened his eyes.
“Is that you?”
Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.
“We all.”
“…your arrogance is sky-high. “Do you guys know who we are?”
“Do I need to know?”
“what?”
“Let’s stop this pointless fight and just talk. “Why were you following us?”
Hogeuk hesitated.
“You followed me? “Who is who?”
“Would you like to clean your ears? As soon as we entered Honam, you black island b*stards followed us. “It was so annoying that I killed them all, so these blood clots came here.”
For a moment, surprise appeared on Hogeuk’s face.
“Killed him?”
“Then shall we send him alive?”
It was a voice filled with arrogance.
It was quite a provocative remark, but Ho-geuk could not catch Yeon Ho-jeong’s words.
‘You were following me? who? It couldn’t have been like that in a bloodbath….’
Ho-geuk suddenly realized.
‘It’s his side!’
Yes.
The residence of Musin, who integrated nearly half of the forces of the Black Island in a short period of time, forming a huge force.
They must have been informants sent by the strongest fighter in the martial arts world, who proudly declared himself a black swordsman, yet was of a different class from any black swordsman.
Ho Geuk’s face turned pale.
On the other hand, Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.
“what? “Did you get scared all of a sudden?”
“Did you say you killed them all?!”
“okay.”
Hogeuk looked back and shouted.
“you! The guy from the Blood Crop Gate! “Come out here!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a man in blood-red military uniform came forward.
The two eyes of the tiger became fierce like a tiger.
“Are you guys making a fuss with the department without us knowing?!”
“Yes?!”
“You can’t answer straight!”
“I’m sorry! “Well, I…”
There was no way he would have known such a thing since he wasn’t even the leader of the faction.
But that is that and this is this. Hogeuk was confident that the Blood Command under Yeommabang had already made a separate line with the department.
“You b*stards!”
Whoa!
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.
Hyeoljakmundo’s head was shattered by the Nangabong that Hogeuk hit. It was an extremely extreme assassination attempt.
Hogeuk grinned.
“Since they tell you whether they are coming or not, how dare you ignore the main room and move as you please?”
“hey.”
Hogeuk looked back at Yeonhojeong.
“What is wealth?”
“…?!”
“Is this a place where Tuwang is the owner?”
“…you guy.”
Flash!
A tremendous amount of murder poured out from the eyes of the demon demons.
Yeon Ho-jeong was quite surprised. The swirling deadly force was as sharp as a treasured sword.
“You look like you want to die for daring to mention his nickname so carelessly.”
I could feel lava-like anger in his growling voice.
Full Sang’s eyes, looking down at them from this floor, deepened.
‘That’s amazing.’
It was not referring to a terrible life. What was really amazing was Yang Cheon’s presence, which made him unleash such fierce murderous energy just by calling him by his nickname.
‘My life does not come from fear. Their loyalty to Yangcheon is real.’
It didn’t end there.
Although we did not say anything to the group, it was surprising that an informant followed us not long after entering Honam.
‘Hunan Province itself is already the same as Yang Chuan’s empire. We’re spreading the enormous information power of the Black Island everywhere and investigating every single one that seems suspicious.’
Full-sang’s cheeks trembled.
‘This is going to be a lot more dangerous than I thought.’
The size of Hunan Province and the number of Heukdo informants dispatched to various locations.
It was literally an astronomical amount of money being spent. Yangcheon released its enormous money and human resources without hesitation.
We still don’t know what Yangcheon’s goal is. However, it was clear that he was a much scarier person than I thought.
‘Damn, can we really attack the center?’
Full-sang’s eyes turned to Yeon Ho-jeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“Anyway, looking at the situation, it looks like you are also on the same line with the person called Tuwang.”
“…her!”
“Good. “I still wanted to meet you.”
Yeon Ho-jeong lifted his chin arrogantly.
“Guide me. “I will see with my own eyes what a great person he is.”
Ho-geuk’s patience suddenly ran out.
“Stop trembling and go away!”
Buuuuung!
The intimidation of Nangabong plunging down, tearing through the air, was truly incredible. It felt like it had enough power to split a rock, let alone a human head, with a single blow.
Yeon Ho-jeong took a short breath.
Coo!
Shock appeared on Hogeuk’s face, which was covered in murder.
“You have quite a bit of strength?”
Yeon Ho-jeong blocked Nangabong with one left hand.
Not only was the strength strong, but even though I grabbed Nangabong’s unique sharp protrusion with my bare hands, there was not a single scratch.
“this guy!”
Ho-geuk, who tried to pull out Nang-a-bong with a spirit similar to that of astonishment, was surprised once again.
Grrrr.
The nanga stick held in both hands trembled slightly. Even though he pulled with all his might, the Nangabong did not fall out of the opponent’s hand.
It was truly a terrifying grip.
“I think you are the one in charge of this bunch of idiots, so I won’t give you shit.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s feet moved like lightning.
Pow!
“Gagging!”
The tip of my toe dug right into the middle of my abdomen.
Hogeuk, who was staggering, fell to his knees on the spot. The pain was so overwhelming that I couldn’t even pass out.
The Demon Lords looked at Yeonhojeong with astonished eyes.
Yeon Ho-jeong snapped his fingers.
“You’re not going to retreat quietly, are you? Hey, wow. “Clean it up quickly.”
Tsutsutsu!
The demon demons unleashed their will again.
Hogeuk, who was shaking, opened his mouth. I wanted to yell at them to never attack and to just step back.
“…!!”
But no voice came out. Even taking a deep breath was difficult.
“Kill!”
“Tear out all my limbs!”
The demon bandits all rushed towards Yeonhojeong.
Hogeuk’s face distorted.
‘no!’
Pow! Bye! Crunch! bang!
With an eerie sound, the guards fell down.
Quad deuk! Sigh!
Bone joints were broken and cartilage was torn. My skin was torn and my hip joint was sprained.
These were vicious methods without a single trace of mercy. Instead of a single hit being enough, it intentionally uses three or four additional attacks to destroy every bone in the body.
Ho Geuk’s complexion turned pale.
‘You crazy guy!’
It is difficult to find a person who is not cruel among those who work in the dark island, but this is completely out of bounds.
Even if everything heals, select the parts that will remain disabled for the rest of your life and destroy them. Those notoriously vicious people could have done that, but the problem was the look in their eyes.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face, smiling white and defeating the bandits, was truly haunted.
His expression was like that, but his eyes were extremely cold. These are by no means the eyes of a madman crazy about destruction.
The inexplicable sense of gap and masterful ability to destroy made the viewer feel a sense of bloody fear.
“Cough! “Stop it, you crazy idiot!”
Whoa!
Yeon Ho-jeong took a deep breath after blowing out the door in the last room, breaking Hana’s sternum.
Hogeuk’s hands were shaking.
The sight of Yeon Ho-jeong looking up at the ceiling with a satisfied smile even felt refreshing.
“Okay, this is it.”
This feeling of returning home.
A world filled with pure white violence, where people fight with mud all over their bodies and are thoroughly pressed down to prevent them from rebelling again.
“It’s been a really long time.”
The Great Master of Heukdo who descended on Heukdo Murim.
It was the splendid return of Heukam Emperor Yeon Ho-jeong, who was not the eldest son of Byeoksan Yeonga.
