Rebirth of the Thunder God

-Swaeaek!

Namgung Hui, at the fierce energy felt from behind, quickly unfolded his protective aura.

The energy of the aura was not ordinary, so he even put his intent into the bracelet to form a shield.

-Tingtingting! Tang!

The bundles of aura that bounced off the shield did not lose their energy and hit various places in the room.

Kwagwagwang!

The walls, which were heavily painted with gold, collapsed in vain.

Namgung Hui, without even having time to appreciate such a spectacle, was busy striking down the auras that flew in succession with his sword.

-Kang! Kang! Kang!

Namgung Hui, who had deflected all the offenses, stared at the person who had clashed swords with him.

The person's identity was, as expected, the General.

The successor of the Sunflower Manual of this generation.

Watching him develop day by day, he was inwardly amazed.

The General distanced himself from Namgung Hui and supported Murong Junseong.

"As expected, she was no ordinary wench. Where on earth did she come from?"

"Good grief. It's unpleasant how you keep calling me a wench. Then you, no. You don't have that, so I can't even call you a guy."

"!!!"

Who on earth could tease the current General by calling him a eunuch?

Even the emperor in the imperial palace could not treat the General so disrespectfully.

Not to mention the members of the Hoicheon Association.

But Namgung Hui, who was an enemy, was different.

Namgung Hui's provocations continued.

"Is it because you don't have that? You look incredibly light. You were so fast and stealthy, I didn't even know you were attacking."

The Sunflower Manual was characterized by a stealthy and sticky energy.

On top of that, since it was accompanied by a powerful force, it could be considered a peerless divine art.

In fact, since the person who created it was called the Martial Immortal among the immortals, the performance and profundity of the martial art would be the best.

The General narrowed his eyes and scanned Namgung Hui.

"No matter how much I think about it, I don't understand how you know I'm a member of the Eastern Depot. Where on earth did you hear that?"

"Do you think I'm crazy enough to tell you that for free? If you really want to hear it, pay 500 nyang and ask."

At Namgung Hui's provocation, the General forced a smile.

But seeing the corners of his mouth tremble, he was clearly angry.

The General raised his sword and said.

"It's not too late even now. Speak the truth. Then I will at least spare your life."

"You're going to kill me? Then you won't be able to hear the answer you want."

"I know you're not an opponent I can subdue carelessly. If I try to subdue you, I'll be the one who gets beaten. It can't be helped, but I've decided to kill you."

Murong Junseong, who had finished stopping the bleeding, said to the General.

"General! That guy knew about the existence of the First General. We need to know where the information leaked from."

"First General? Then the person in front of me is the Second General? If there's one more, will it be the Three Musketeers?"

"..."

As if Namgung Hui's words were correct, the Second General was at a loss for words for a moment.

Then, as if he had shaken off his thoughts, he shook his head and continued.

"A bat has infiltrated the Association. Well, that's a problem for the First General to deal with, not me, so it doesn't matter. First, we'll deal with that wench. Murong Junseong. You help the Murong family members from behind."

"Yes."

Beak Seolhwa dealt with the members of the Murong family as much as possible without using her ice art.

If she were to reveal her ultimate technique, she could easily subdue the enemies, but since it would do no good for her identity to be exposed, she fought while hiding her martial arts as much as possible.

Still, since there were so many martial arts she had seen at the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult's secret repository, she dealt with the enemies without difficulty.

On top of that, with Muchi joining in, there was no reason to be pushed back.

It was just a little tricky to protect Hwang Sujin and Seong Sohui.

But when Murong Junseong joined, the situation changed.

Although he had lost his right hand and was holding the sword with his left, it wasn't as if the internal energy of a Transcendent master had disappeared.

-Kagagang!

Although the handling was clumsy, the attack made of aura was not to be taken lightly, so Beak Seolhwa also responded with her aura.

If she were to dodge, it was obvious that Hwang Sujin behind her would be injured, so she could not carelessly pull her body away.

Murong Junseong also aimed for that and persistently swung his sword in the direction where Hwang Sujin was.

'Namgung Hui. That guy is also in a difficult situation because he can't handle thunder ki. But if the two of us reveal our identities, that would also be difficult.'

The youngest son of the Namgung family.

The Young Palace Mistress of the Moon Maiden Palace.

The fact that the disciples of the top family and sect among the Orthodox Faction were accompanying Muchi, a member of the Blood Cult, was something that should never be known.

That was why they had gone through such a troublesome disguise.

Not being able to use one's own ultimate techniques and having to use completely different basic martial arts was a greater restriction than having one's wrist cut off like Murong Junseong.

"I'll break through the front. Let's escape."

Muchi, seeing that the situation was not favorable, seemed to have the intention of escaping with Seong Sohui.

In the first place, his identity had been exposed, and now that there was nothing to hide, Muchi revealed his skills to the fullest.

-Peongpeongpeong!

Like Muchi's large build, a massive wave of ki sent the martial artists of the Murong family flying.

The Wild Soul Palm used by the guardian martial artists of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

Although it consumed a great deal of internal energy, it was a very effective palm technique when dealing with a large number of people like this.

As the formation was broken, Muchi did not miss the opportunity and launched his body.

But then, Murong Junseong's sharp shout flew in.

"Little Saintess! That guy is a martial artist of the Blood Cult. Don't tell me the Divine Physician Sect, the most orthodox of the Orthodox Faction, is planning to join forces with the Blood Cult?"

Perhaps because the Little Saintess was mentioned, Muchi, who had been launching his body, flinched.

Muchi looked at Seong Sohui's mouth and swallowed.

If she didn't want to accompany him here, he had to let her go.

No matter how vicious the Hoicheon Association was, they would not try to make an enemy of the Divine Physician Sect.

At the gazes of Murong Junseong and Muchi, Seong Sohui opened her mouth with a faint smile.

"Mr. Chunsam. It doesn't matter. I'm fine, so let's escape as we are."

"Alright!"

Muchi, who had finished his energetic answer, performed the Wild Soul Palm in succession and threw his body towards the collapsed wall.

Rather, because the General had broken it down, the escape was easy.

As Muchi escaped safely, Beak Seolhwa also followed behind, holding Hwang Sujin.

Now, the only one left in the room was Namgung Hui.

Namgung Hui contemplated whether to face the General and the members of the Murong family here, but.

'Now that even the kids have all escaped, there's no need to take a risk. I've secured Murong Yeonhui anyway. Let's just run away.'

Namgung Hui also slung Murong Yeonhui over his shoulder and was about to launch his body towards the collapsed wall.

But there was no way the Second General would just watch this.

He quickly thrust his sword using the stealth of the Sunflower Manual.

A surprise attack greater than that of an assassin.

But unlike an assassin's sword, it was powerful even from the front.

-Chaeng!

Namgung Hui swung his sword to block the attack that had flown in aiming for Murong Yeonhui.

If he had just dodged, Murong Yeonhui's neck would have surely been pierced.

It seemed the Second General did not want Murong Yeonhui to fall into Namgung Hui's hands.

Perhaps that was why a more persistent offense poured down on Namgung Hui.

And then, Murong Junseong and the martial artists of the Murong family also joined in and blocked the way.

Just as it seemed he would fall into a crisis of being surrounded on all four sides.

Namgung Hui's body briefly floated in the air, and then, as if someone had shot a palm wind from behind, he suddenly shot forward with the wind.

Wind God Steps ultimate technique, Divine Wind's Chapter, Light Speed.

It wasn't really as fast as light, but since it far surpassed the level a person could discern, the word 'light speed' was not wasted at all.

And so, as Namgung Hui also escaped the room and disappeared, the Second General, who had been staring at his back, smiled and opened his mouth.

"I've finally found him. The descendant of the Wind God."

* * *

Namgung Hui, who had escaped the Golden Merchant Guild, and his party gathered together and began to sort out the situation.

"So. The person named Chunsam here is really a member of the Blood Cult? And the Lord of Red Cliff Valley you dealt with before was also a member of the Blood Cult?"

At Hwang Sujin's question, Muchi nodded.

"That's right. The Lord of Red Cliff Valley was from the radical faction, and I am from the moderate faction."

"Hmm... It seems the place called the Blood Cult also has an internal power struggle. Well, even our Golden Merchant Guild is in this state because of that power struggle, so I have nothing to say. But why are this young lady and Miss Seol with a member of the Blood Cult?"

"Didn't you say you had nothing to say?"

"This young lady. Do you feel like joking right now? And you were going to tell me to pay 500 nyang if I was curious, right?"

"Oh my. Don't you know me too well? Then you must know why I'm accompanying him without me having to answer."

"Good grief. That's enough. That's enough. You must be accompanying him because you have your reasons. By the way, when will this person wake up?"

As Hwang Sujin nudged Murong Yeonhui with her foot and asked, this time, the physician, Seong Sohui, answered instead.

"She'll wake up soon. The flow of her ki has already stabilized. Who knows. She might have already woken up and is just acting."

"Is that so?"

Hwang Sujin, as if it were a good thing, mercilessly pinched Murong Yeonhui's side.

Still, when there was no sign of her waking up, this time she picked up a large stone and struck it towards her face.

Then.

-Pak!

Murong Yeonhui's eyes shot open, and she struck the stone with the back of her hand.

"How dare you throw a stone at an adult? What were you going to do if this beautiful face got a scar?"

"I don't know if it's a beautiful face, but I threw it so that it would get a scar."

"You wench, you dare to speak informally..."

-Jjak!

Hwang Sujin's palm touched Murong Yeonhui's face and then fell away.

"D-did you just hit me? Where did you learn such manners!"

"It's a habit I learned thanks to having a good stepmother. And you're the one who's been caught, so why are you shouting? Have you forgotten your own situation? Don't tell me you've gone senile."

Budeulbudeul.

Murong Yeonhui, who had trembled for a moment, continued in a somewhat calmer tone.

"To have caught me means you have something to ask me. If you don't show some courtesy first, I will not answer at all."

Namgung Hui, who had been watching the two of them, stepped forward and said.

"That's probably only for now. In a little while, you'll be begging me to let you speak."

"Hmph! Then go ahead and try."

Namgung Hui let out a wicked laugh and presented her with a further developed Bone-Separating and Tendon-Grinding technique.

"Aack!"

Although she bit her lip so hard that blood came out, she could not stop the groan from leaking out.

Cold sweat continuously flowed from her forehead.

And she even tore her clothes to endure the pain. But.

"I-I surrender! Please, do something about this."

Before even a quarter of an hour had passed, she had raised the white flag.

The pain of having one's bones and flesh scraped was an indescribably great pain.

It wasn't for nothing that they said it was a bone-cutting pain.

The joints were much more sensitive and felt a more intense pain than ordinary pain points.

Since he had finely chopped up thunder ki and infiltrated it there, the pain was bound to be doubled.

'I feel sorry for Yewol. It must have been incredibly painful.'

Resolving to surely cure Yewol's poison, he withdrew the Bone-Separating and Tendon-Grinding technique from Murong Yeonhui.

"Heok. Heok. Heok..."

She was breathing so roughly that her lungs could be seen inflating and deflating.

Just one quarter of an hour.

Although it wasn't a fleeting moment, in that short time, she was exhausted and had lost her will to fight.

This was all thanks to the great completion of the Purple Thunder Divine Art and Namgung Hui's more nimble control of his internal energy.

"Lady Murong. Do you feel like answering now?"

"Hoo-uk... Yes. I'll answer everything I know, so please don't perform that torture technique again. Please. I beg you."

"We'll see how you answer. If you hesitate for even a moment or tell a lie. You know, right?"

"I-I understand. What on earth are you curious about?"

"It's nothing special, I'll just ask three things for now. The list of the Hoicheon Association members who have infiltrated the Golden Merchant Guild, the name of the poison fed to the Young Guild Leader and the method of detoxification. And lastly."

"Lastly?"

"I want to know if you know about the Cheonhwa Merchant Guild."

At the words 'Cheonhwa Merchant Guild,' Murong Yeonhui smiled an unreadable smile and opened her mouth.

"You wench. You're from the Namgung family."