Chapter 179
'Hah! Why is there still no word from Brother No!!'
The Left Heavenly Demonic Path, Go Eung's heart was burning like firewood.
His sworn brother, No Yeong-myeong, had intended to disperse the forces of the Martial Alliance by attacking the Sichuan region first...
Unfortunately, his sworn brother who had gone out was nowhere to be heard from.
Although he had heard that he had annihilated the Iron Fist Sect in the middle, considering that there had been no word for a long time after he had headed to the Emei Sect...
'Brother No... did you meet with a misfortune?'
Go Eung instinctively sensed that his sworn brother was in trouble.
'I thought we would conquer the world... but if both Brother No and Eunuch Han have met with a misfortune, what should I do!'
"Phew..."
A long sigh flowed out.
It was a sigh mixed with many emotions, a deep and complex feeling.
In that moment.
"Chief Elder!"
A trusted subordinate entered the room with an urgent face.
"What is it?"
"S-Something terrible has happened."
"Ah, I'm asking what it is."
"They say that a group of the Martial Alliance is currently passing through Gorang-hyeon. At this rate, they will enter our main mountain in no time!"
"...!"
Go Eung's heart was indescribably miserable.
It was as if things were going from bad to worse!
While his sworn brother was missing, the enemy's advance was faster than he had imagined, so he could not help but be embarrassed.
"Chief Jang..."
"Yes, Chief Elder."
"I don't think this will do. Now we have no choice but to face them with all our strength..."
"...What do you mean by that?"
"Send a letter to the Western Regions. The Cult Leader must also know this fact now. It is no longer possible to handle it with just the power of the Gansu cult branch."
"Yes! I understand."
"Also, right now, release the seal of the main mountain's blood zombies and go to Gorang-hyeon to annihilate the trash of the Martial Alliance."
At that, a look of embarrassment appeared on Chief Jang's face.
"Chief Elder. Although the main mountain's blood zombies number about 200, I believe that we will not be able to annihilate them with just blood zombies, not Ghost Demon Jiangshi."
"If I had my way, I would give you the Ghost Demon Jiangshi, but since Brother No took about 100 Ghost Demon Jiangshi with him to Sichuan, we need time to use them now."
"Then..."
Chief Jang's words trailed off.
Although a single blood zombie boasted a killing power that was enough to handle one master of the first-rate, it was no match for a Ghost Demon Jiangshi, and the vanguard of the Martial Alliance, which had now entered Gorang-hyeon, was the elite of the elite.
His judgment was that he could not even offset the numerical inferiority with just blood zombies.
But.
"Don't worry. The blood zombies are just to fill the numbers. I'm thinking of giving you the demonic beasts of the main mountain's research wing."
"Chief Elder!"
"The Human-Faced Spider, the Snow Mountain Roc, the Golden-Armored Divine Turtle, the Single-Horned Flood Dragon, the Golden Spirit Snake King, and the Heaven and Earth Blood Flood Dragon. I will give you three of each, so you should set up a plan with Chief Im of the research wing and advance with all your strength as soon as the sun sets."
"I obey!"
The killing tools, which had been invested with decades of terrible research and astronomical budgets.
The demonic beasts were about to reveal themselves to the world in earnest.
***
"A-a-a-a-ak!"
It was absurd.
But the members of the Sichuan cult branch did not even have time to chew on that absurdity.
Because So-ah's steel-like fists, kicks, headbutts, elbows, and knee attacks were drenching their entire bodies like a pouring rain...
They had tried to resist.
They were also martial artists, and in the case of the branch leader and the deputy branch leader, they had even learned some minor spells.
But it was meaningless.
Before they could even properly launch an offensive.
Before they could even properly unfold their spells.
Their bones were already broken by So-ah, and they were spewing blood from their seven orifices.
An extreme pain that they had never experienced before attacked the souls of the cult members.
"S-Spare me! Spare me!"
"Stop! Please-e-e-e-e-e!"
"What do you want? I will give you everything you want! So please... just stop hitting me-e-e-e!"
The pain of the beating was beyond imagination.
They had only ever hit others, and had never been hit.
Only after meeting the grim reaper named So-ah did they desperately realize how much pain they had been inflicting on others.
But regret was already too late.
There was no mercy in So-ah's true education.
"Are you already complaining? I told you. You guys have to be hit exactly 300 times."
A kick with a flashing lightning slammed into the groin of the branch leader, who was wearing a tiger mask.
At that,
"Kwa-a-a-a-ak!"
The tiger mask collapsed on the ground.
The area between his legs was wet.
"Oh my! It seems to have burst. Congratulations?"
At a glance, the tiger mask's testicles had completely burst.
Even while he was rolling on the ground, unable to even let out a groan because it hurt so much, So-ah showed off his sharp wit and once again,
Boasted a true character of stomping on that burst place once again.
'I! I'm a eunuch!!'
Tears flowed from the tiger mask's eyes.
"Now! I'll burst yours too, so come here!!"
So-ah's eyebrows drew into an eight.
He seemed to have made up his mind.
Today, he had sworn to give the trash of the Sichuan cult branch an end of pain that they could not endure as human beings.
As soon as his words ended, So-ah's body flashed and shone like a light.
Every time that happened, the groins of the cult members were invariably wet, and,
"Kwa-a-a-a-ak!"
"A-a-a-a-ak!"
"U-u-u-u-uk!"
They had to tremble at the despair and physical pain of not being able to use their lower bodies again.
But.
That mental pain was just a complaint of a full stomach.
At least,
"Are you wronged? Huh? Are you wronged because you've become a eunuch, you bastards!"
"Kwa-a-a-a-ak!"
Because it was the proper procedure to think about leaving this world rather than thinking about becoming a eunuch.
"Don't cry. There's still a long way to go, you brats!"
So-ah's fists beat their entire bodies at a speed that was not even visible to the naked eye.
Only the thick dust from the beatings and the screams of hell covered the Sichuan cult branch.
***
"Hey, get up! Breathe, breathe! Huh?!"
At some point, not even a scream flowed from the mouths of the cult members.
So-ah kicked the bodies of them, who were scattered on the floor like rotten old trees, with his foot.
There was still no reaction...
"You brats with no guts. I haven't even hit you 300 times yet, but it seems you're all dead. Tsk-tsk, spit!"
Only then did So-ah realize that they had died a violent death.
Although he had wanted to fill the 300 lashes and give them even more pain...
Perhaps because his bad feelings were mixed in, he had failed to control his strength, and an accident had occurred where all 30 cult members had died before he had even hit them 200 times.
"Aww! I can't help it. They were all brats who deserved to die anyway, so it's better this way."
Although it was a pity, So-ah decided to end their ruthless punishment with this.
Because he still had a mountain of work to do.
Above all.
"...By the way, what should I do with all this huge amount of money? This is, what!"
The wealth of the Sichuan cult branch that he had put in the divine skill wooden box was, at a rough estimate, an amount that was almost half of the wealth he had extorted from Eunuch Han.
That's just how humans are.
When you earn a lot of money, your heart pounds as if it will burst.
Right now, So-ah was exactly like that.
'Let's do what I have to do first. Money is a problem when you don't have it, but having a lot of it is not a problem, right?'
He moved his feet.
First, he was thinking of releasing the people who were trapped in the iron bars and taking care of them.
But...
Although he had to do an important task, So-ah was on the verge of dying because of the corners of his lips that were rising to the sky without any sense.
'I'm so childish, so childish. How did I become such a money-grubbing ghost? Phew!'
But for some reason, a laugh kept coming out.
***
So-ah, at first, was going to report the incident to the government office, but he soon gave up.
Because since 30 White Lotus Cult members had died at his hands, he was worried that the matter would become complicated.
So, in a hurry, he gathered the doctors of the nearby pharmacies and treated the critical condition of the people who were trapped in the stone room, and moved them to the hospital.
"They were kidnapped by the heinous heretical cult members and were trapped without being able to eat for a long time. Their minds and bodies are in a very weakened state. Please do your best to take care of them until they have fully recovered."
"I will do so, young master."
"This should be enough for the treatment fee, right?"
So-ah, considering the number of patients, which was about 150, handed three gold ingots to the doctors.
One gold ingot was a large amount of money that could buy a house in a bustling capital city.
Although So-ah was a person who could not get enough of money, since he was by no means a miser, he readily handed over a large amount of money, and the doctors' eyes widened like lanterns.
"I-It's more than enough. No! There's even some left over!"
"Yes, yes!"
"Thank you!"
The doctors bowed their waists and scraped.
So-ah waved his hand with a good-natured impression.
'As expected, money is the best, the best!'
Isn't this the taste of why humans go on and on about money?
"Then I'll be counting on you!"
***
So-ah took the bodies of the dead cult members to a nearby mountain and burned them all, and blocked the entrance of the Sichuan cult branch with a black wood.
At the same time, while writing a letter to Lord Bao, he headed to the inn where Jeon Woo-chi was waiting...
The surprising thing was that he had finished all this process in just half a day.
The Sichuan cult branch had thus been annihilated by So-ah's half-day rampage.
"So-ah. What happened?"
Jeon Woo-chi, who was entering the guest room, asked urgently.
Although he would usually be able to guess the rise and fall of the matter from his expression, for some reason, there was no light of emotion on So-ah's face.
"Hmm... Brother Woo-chi."
"Why, why?! Did something go wrong?"
"I finally understand what you and Elder Baek said."
"What?"
"You said that I was born with a fate that the heavens help, right?"
"That's right!"
"I think that's right, brother."
"?!"
"I... hit the jackpot again. Hah...!"
Simultaneously.
Grin—
As a flower of laughter bloomed on So-ah's face,
"Hey, hey! What is it this time? What kind of windfall is it that you're like that?!"
Jeon Woo-chi urged him on, making a fuss.
What on earth did the protagonist of that crazy luck and fateful opportunity bring this time?
At that,
So-ah threw the divine skill wooden box from his bosom.
"Take as much as you want from there!"
"...?"
"Kekekeke."
Only then,
"Y-You crazy bastard! Kehahat!"
Jeon Woo-chi realized that So-ah had hit the jackpot again.
***
"Crazy...! How much is all this?"
"I don't know, but if you convert it to silver, it would probably be over 3 million nyang."
"What's 3 million nyang? How many night-luminescent pearls and gold ingots are there! It would be a whopping 5 million nyang, you brat."
"Ah! I don't know anymore, Brother Woo-chi. Is it really okay to do this?"
"Why? Are you reluctant? Then why don't you give it to Lord Bao? Originally, it's the national law and the principle to return such black money to the national treasury..."
"Brother! Watch your mouth, okay? I might just bury you without a trace, so you know?"
The moment Jeon Woo-chi mentioned the return to the national treasury, So-ah's eyes changed like a vicious god.
Because no matter how much So-ah respected Bao Qingtian, he thought that giving black money to the country was beyond foolishness, and was something that only an idiot would do.
"Brother! Do you think Lord Bao will use it if I give him this money? If it's returned to the national treasury, it will only fill the pockets of the higher-ups. In that case, I, huh? I'll build up our family splendidly. And do good deeds! And help the needy! And develop the economy of Liaoning! How great would that be? Don't you think so?"
So-ah gave a passionate speech, using the logic of a miracle as his argument.
Jeon Woo-chi clicked his tongue and just nodded his head.
"Yes... if you say so, then it must be so."
"I'll give you some too, so don't worry."
"I don't need money."
"What? Am I the only materialist?"
"Yes. You're the only materialist. No! You're not a materialist, you're a money ghost."
"Aww..."
"By the way, the work is done, and we've earned money, so shall we slowly go to Gansu too?"
"No. There's still work to be done, brother."
"Huh?"
"It seems that the brats got help from the gangsters near Pyeongmu-hyeon while kidnapping people. They are trash who trade in human lives, so if we don't know, then we don't know. But since we've found out, we can't just let it go, right?"
"Hmm... that's true."
"Since they are just gangster dregs, it will only take three or four shichen to clean them up, so let's sweep them up and go."
"Sweep them up? What are you sweeping up? Are you perhaps interested in their wealth?"
In fact, the expression 'annihilate' would be more appropriate.
But it seemed that So-ah did not want to miss the golden opportunity to legally extort them rather than to punish the gangsters.
"Huh? You caught me? Kekekek."
So-ah, who was embarrassed, showed a smile.
'Are you really human?'
As always, Jeon Woo-chi closed his eyes tightly.
(End of Chapter)