Chapter 147 : Chapter 147
Chapter 147 Mysterious Sect (2)
“I will show you around the village.”
“Shouldn't we go to the master first?”
“It is a necessary procedure.”
“Understood.”
Although Brother Chun-baek occasionally makes silly jokes, I know the fact that he is not a man without substance.
Since there must surely be a reason for what he intends to do, it would be right to follow.
Especially since at least this vicinity is Brother Chun-baek’s domain, which is unknown to me.
“Just come this way.”
“Do you know the way now?”
“Haha. I am not an idiot.”
Moving along Brother Chun-baek’s guidance, I captured the peaceful village called Sinhaeng-gol in my eyes.
As if it were a path traversed countless times, hesitation finally disappeared from Brother Chun-baek’s steps guiding me.
“Yo- Chun-baek! Long time no see!”
A middle-aged strong man with blood on his cheek and holding a cleaver the size of a thigh approached, acknowledging him.
“Oh! Brother Jang! Have you been well?”
If Brother Chun-baek hadn't welcomed him gladly, the savage impression that might have made me show off my fist techniques without realizing it was a bonus.
“Pahahaha. How long has it been?”
I thought it was a savage face, but his impression laughing heartily was affectionate.
“Since I stopped by briefly last time, it seems it has been three years.”
“The person next to you?”
“He is my friend.”
“Oho. So you have already reached the age to make a friend.”
Only then did Brother Chun-baek introduce me.
“Say hello. He is Brother Jang who runs a butcher shop in the village.”
“Nice to meet you. I am Myeong of the Dancheon Clan.”
“Pahahaha. Just call me Brother Jang.”
“Yes, Brother Jang.”
“Right, I will call you Myeong.”
As if the fame of the Dancheon Sword Clan did not reach Sinhaeng-gol in the remote mountains of Jilin Province, Brother Jang accepted me casually.
“Did you see the master?”
“We are on the way now.”
“Ik. It wasn't my place to hold you. Go and attend to your business.”
“We can see Brother Jang again later.”
“Let’s do so. Later…….”
“Good.”
Cracking their knuckles, the two promised Geomnamchun (alcohol) to share later.
As Brother Jang of the butcher shop receded, another strong man approached.
He was a man with a rugged build and impressive refined muscles.
The notable point lay in the fact that the great saber held in his hand was very huge. The width of the blade was comparable to the torso of a decent sturdy man.
‘Um.’
The man was lightly grasping with one hand the saber that seemed difficult for an ordinary person to lift even with both hands.
“Yo- Chun-baek!”
If he hadn't also approached calling Brother Chun-baek affectionately, I would surely have prepared my internal energy circulation and prepared to attack anytime.
“Brother Mok, why do you carry around such a gruesome thing? Making the village atmosphere ominous.”
“Ah?”
Although it was a truly heavy-looking great saber, the man seemed to realize only then the fact that he was holding a great saber.
“Kuhahaha. I forgot and brought it out while refining.”
The man shrugged his shoulders greatly as if his conduct was funny.
Since it was the first time seeing a man with a lower threshold for laughter than Brother Chun-baek, that appearance was truly unfamiliar.
“Say hello. He is Brother Mok who runs a smithy in the village.”
“I am Myeong of the Dancheon Clan.”
“Um? Do you not have a sword? Shall I fetch one if you need it?”
“I am fine.”
“If you are Chun-baek’s friend, I will give you a good one receiving only the material cost, so come anytime if you need it.”
“Thank you.”
Whether it was because it is the countryside, or thanks to Brother Chun-baek accumulating virtue, it was a neighborhood with truly generous hearts.
It was the moment we parted with Brother Mok and moved steps again.
“You rascal, why did you crawl into the village again?”
“Since Master is here, shouldn't I stop by once in a while?”
This time, an old man with white hair and the bone structure of a celestial being blocked our way.
The appearance of biting a long smoking pipe as long as a decent sturdy man’s arm length was impressive.
“Is your master still alive?”
“He is a person who would kick out the grim reaper even if he came with the book of the dead, so wouldn't he still be alive?”
“Wuhahaha. You rascal are right.”
Leaving those words, the old man went his own way without even a greeting.
To express it precisely, he disappeared without a trace.
“He is the Village Head of Sinhaeng-gol.”
“Ah.”
Even after that, we exchanged greetings with truly many people.
“Everyone is good people.”
“I think so too.”
It was an affectionate village.
I seemed to know the reason why Brother Chun-baek went around the entire village bothering to introduce me.
Of course, it would be better not to pretend to know them unnecessarily now.
.
.
.
“It is here.”
Following Brother Chun-baek’s guidance, we could finally arrive at Brother Chun-baek’s sect.
Actually, I don't know if it is correct to call it a sect.
Because an ordinary thatched cottage no different from where commoners live was in front of my eyes.
“Indeed.”
“What is?”
“It is nothing.”
They said if you want to hide a tree go to the forest, and if you want to hide a person go to Beijing.
This would also be a small learning of daily life.
What would be the reason why it is difficult to find Mysterious Sects or mysterious masters?
It is precisely because they perfectly blend into the Jianghu Murim and live a life like an ordinary person with an appearance like an ordinary person.
Those who prepare a site on the peak of a spiritual mountain range unreachable by human hands or in a mysterious cave in deep mountains and valleys saying ‘I am a Mysterious Sect’ mean their tracks have long been caught by information sects.
Seeing that utterly ordinary thatched cottage, I know the fact that Brother Chun-baek is truly the successor of a Mysterious Sect.
“Master, I have come.”
Leaving my thoughts behind, Brother Chun-baek made a presence.
Creak-
“Is it Chun-baek?”
The hinge made a loud noise as the door opened, and an old man with an upright impression revealed himself.
“Yes, Master. It is Chun-baek.”
The old man’s gaze headed towards me.
“This person?”
“He is my friend I told you about last time.”
“I am Myeong of the Dancheon Clan.”
I greeted and took a clasped hands posture.
It was because I heard from Brother Chun-baek that he was a master no different from parents.
Not the logic that king, teacher, and father are one body, but it means he is truly like a parent.
Although it is true that I am a person stingy with honorifics, it should be correct to say I am not a scoundrel enough to spare honorifics to a friend’s parent.
“Nice to meet you.”
The moment I raised my head and met eyes with Brother Chun-baek’s master again, one memory sleeping in the unconscious surfaced.
“Ah.”
I think I know the identity of that old man.
* * *
Early on, the five forces that become the pillars of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult were called the Five Great Demonic Families.
Naturally, everything of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult belongs to the Heavenly Demon Seol Cheon-sang, the sole supreme of ten thousand demons, but since he alone cannot perform the vast great cause of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, wouldn't appropriate limbs be needed?
The Five Great Demonic Families are truly the ones who faithfully fulfill the role of limbs under the Heavenly Demon.
Ghost Spirit Seol Clan.
Great Force Jang Clan.
Exploding Mountain No Clan.
Soaring Shadow Ma Clan.
Crimson Fang Goru Clan.
It was safe to see that those who occupy noble positions in the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult all possess the above five surnames.
Except for Mashintong Wisu, who rose to the position of under one person and above ten thousand people with his own power, it was usually so.
In other words, it meant the Mysterious Sect assassination mission utilizing this gap in heavenly secrets would also be given to one of the Five Great Demonic Families.
“Where would be good?”
At Seol Cheon-sang’s question, Wisu began to ponder.
Erasing Mysterious Sects is a Great Cause. Since it will become a clue to breaking the tight balance between the Central Plains and the Divine Cult.
Since it is an arrangement targeting the gap in heavenly secrets that visited after a truly long time, it was also something that cannot be taken lightly.
Since it would be a task that cannot be achieved with the power of mere pawns, it would be proper for one axis of the Five Great Demonic Families to step forward fully.
“I will exclude the Ghost Spirit Seol Clan.”
“That would be good.”
Since the Ghost Spirit Seol Clan, from which the great Heavenly Demon Seol Cheon-sang originated, is projecting its capability on the internal governance of the Divine Cult assisting the Heavenly Demon, it was not right to send them outside.
At least until the Great War of Righteousness and Evil occurs fully, it should be so.
“The Crimson Fang Goru Clan won't do either.”
“I suppose so.”
It was the Goru Clan that welcomed a new Yin Blood Divine Demon only a while ago.
Since the internal measles of the Goru Clan suffered in the Divine Demon competition have not recovered yet, it would not be suitable to entrust a big mission.
Actually, since there is no place like the Crimson Fang Goru Clan for such an annihilation mission, it was an inevitable point of regret.
“Is it the Soaring Shadow Ma Clan?”
If it is the Soaring Shadow Ma Clan resembling assassins, they would not be lacking to deal with Mysterious Sects, but.
“I will exclude them.”
Wisu refused.
It was because Wisu embraced Ma Pyeong-sam from the Soaring Shadow Ma Clan, so the relationship with the contemporary Soaring Shadow Divine Demon was not smooth.
It is not doubting the loyalty of the Soaring Shadow Ma Clan towards the Heavenly Demon and the Divine Cult, but in such a great cause, it was right to be careful of even a one in ten thousand variable.
“Well, do as you please.”
Whether he fathomed Wisu’s sentiment, Heavenly Demon Seol Cheon-sang did not bother to oppose.
“Only the Great Force Jang Clan and the Exploding Mountain No Clan remain.”
Wisu, who pondered for a moment, made a decision.
“The Exploding Mountain No Clan would be good.”
“That would be good.”
Great Force Divine Demon possessing a nature unlike the Demonic Path, and Exploding Mountain Divine Demon possessing a cruel nature even among Demonic Practitioners.
It was like inevitability that the Exploding Mountain No Clan was selected for the mission to annihilate the Mysterious Sects.
* * *
The Tianshan Mountains of Xinjiang, where the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult is located, are located at the western end of the Central Plains continent.
The breed called Mysterious Sects identified by the Cult this time were said to have settled in Jilin Province close to the eastern end of the Central Plains continent.
For refined demonic practitioners of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, traversing the Central Plains continent is nothing, but that was also not as easy as said.
It was because the Central Plains Murim was firmly occupying the position in the middle.
-We can just break through and go.
-What about those blocking?
-Can't we just kill them all?
-You mean the entire Central Plains Murim?
-Although they say the bastards are more numerous than ants, if we keep killing, won't there be an end? It would be fun to compete who finishes first.
-Not good.
The unstoppable Exploding Mountain Divine Demon argued so with an expression full of joy, but from Wisu’s position, it was an unacceptable opinion.
-It would not be right to cause chaos in the Central Plains at this point. Move along the steppe route of the North.
-Tch.
-The Supreme ordered so.
-……Then I must follow.
Even if it is the inherently wayward Exploding Mountain Divine Demon, there was no disobeying the Heavenly Demon’s order.
He seemed still dissatisfied, but it meant he had no choice but to accept Wisu’s opinion.
-I will be back.
-I wish you luck in war.
-Hmph. Even without such a thing, they will be annihilated.
Like that, one axis of the Five Great Demonic Families, the Exploding Mountain No Clan, headed for the great steppe of the North.
It was because they knew the fact that if they go via the steppe road located in the North of the Central Plains as Wisu said, in other words, via the land of barbarians, they could go to Jilin Province without attracting the attention of Central Plains people.
Like that, the elites of the Exploding Mountain No Clan including the Exploding Mountain Divine Demon set out on a long journey.
The steppe route of the North was also only more comfortable than crossing the Central Plains, but not a peaceful road.
“Did you deal with all of them?”
“Yes.”
At the Exploding Mountain Divine Demon’s question, the subordinates answered.
Their expressions and appearance were the same as usual, but the surrounding scenery was not.
Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood.
The low blades of grass of the great steppe had lost their natural color and were dyed in red darker than the sunset.
Kwajik.
Exploding Mountain Divine Demon No Du-hyeong trampled and broke the skull of a warrior lying in front of him. It was a conduct containing sticky displeasure.
“Tsk.”
He heard he was a bastard called Great Warrior, the head among warriors, but it was because he died without even stimulating No Du-hyeong’s fighting spirit.
The warriors of the Northern Steppe who stepped forward to protect their territory all died in vain.
They were clearly brave, but insignificant. At least from the position of Exploding Mountain Divine Demon No Du-hyeong, it was so.
“We move.”
“Yes.”
Even though it was immediately after a grand battle, the military force of the Exploding Mountain No Clan marched again without disarray.
If the Crimson Fang Goru Clan resembled evil, and the Soaring Shadow Ma Clan resembled assassins, the Exploding Mountain No Clan would be said to truly resemble a military force.
The strict military discipline within the family was so, and their conduct performing the Heavenly Demon’s order was so.
“I hope those bastards are tougher than this.”
The great army of the Exploding Mountain No Clan marched towards Jilin, devastating the steppe route of the North.