Kang Sogun

The next day, Yeon Seongyeol gathered the family members of the Three Blade Sect and said.

"You have all suffered a lot. As you know, a powerful enemy is after the Three Blade Sect. I will not say much. It may not be much, but take what has been given to each of you and leave. I have spoken to the surrounding sects and merchant groups, so there will be a way for you to live."

Yeon Seongyeol sold his property at a low price.

The rumor that the Heavenly Martial Faction and the Three Blade Sect had fought a big battle had spread far and wide, so there was no one who would pay the full price.

Even the places he usually traded with took it as an opportunity and lowered the price.

Yeon Seongyeol even took his own share and distributed it to the family members.

"Brother! That's not what you said!"

Cheok Muryang protested.

They had decided that those who wanted to leave would leave, but those who wanted to stay would go to Yeon Seongyeol's hometown, Fujian.

But suddenly, Yeon Seongyeol had changed his mind and told everyone to leave.

"This place is like a hometown to these people. I can't ask them to go all the way to the unfamiliar Fujian. As long as the Three Blade Sect has closed its doors, the Heavenly Martial Faction will not harm them."

Even if they went to Fujian, the evil hands of the Heavenly Martial Faction would follow.

Yeon Seongyeol thought it was better to scatter here.

"No. We will serve you to the end."

The saber hands of the Three Blade Sect, including the Fire Heaven Brigade, all knelt down at once.

Cheok Muryang and Hwang Uichae also strongly protested.

"If that's the case, then you take the disciples who want to stay and leave for Fujian first. I will take care of the rest and follow."

"The Heavenly Martial Faction will be watching. It's dangerous."

"It's the same even if we leave now. It will be easier for you to get out if I am here."

"Does that make sense? No."

Cheok Muryang jumped up and down as if it were absurd.

"Uichae! You take the disciples and leave first. I will escort my brother with the Fire Heaven Brigade."

Since Cheok Muryang insisted so strongly, he could not be stopped.

In the afternoon, people began to leave the Three Blade Sect one by one. This was the place where they had lived for generations, so they were people who could not go all the way to Fujian.

"Sect Master! Sob!"

Those who were leaving shed tears.

Yeon Seongyeol patted their backs. Thick dewdrops also formed in his eyes.

***

Hwang Uichae stayed for two more days and on the third day, he led the Three Blade Sect disciples who wanted to stay with him to the end and left for Fujian.

"I will go first and wait. You must come safely."

Yeon Seongyeol's eyes were complicated as he turned around after seeing off Hwang Uichae and the Three Blade Sect disciples.

Only Cheok Muryang and twenty members of the Fire Heaven Brigade remained in the spacious manor.

"Cho Jihang! Take charge of the manor's security. Since there are not many people, abandon the outskirts and have three people in pairs guard the area around the inner court."

Cho Jihang bowed and led the Fire Heaven Brigade away.

"Muryang. You follow me. No matter what happens from now on, you must not get excited."

Yeon Seongyeol took Cheok Muryang to the inner court.

In the inner court, the Three Tigers of Shandong, Yeon Hwasim, and Kang Sogun were waiting.

Sim Mabaek and Wi Eunghwan had bandages on, and their faces were pale.

"The reason we have gathered here today is because of the red jade dagger."

Yeon Seongyeol looked at Kang Sogun.

Kang Sogun took out the red jade dagger and placed it on the table.

Jang Mugang looked at the dagger.

Unsal had died because of that small dagger.

Jang Mugang had seen Unsal die in the chaotic battle. He had seen it, but he could not tell what kind of technique Kang Sogun had used.

"The three of you from the Three Tigers of Shandong have been invited as witnesses to this matter."

Yeon Seongyeol said as he looked at Jang Mugang.

Jang Mugang said with a puzzled expression.

"What do you mean we are involved?"

Yeon Seongyeol did not answer and said to Cheok Muryang.

"Muryang! I have a favor to ask."

Seeing that Yeon Seongyeol's complexion was unusual, Cheok Muryang listened with a solemn face.

"No matter what happens today, you must take Hwasim and go to Fujian. Will you do that? If you can't, then please leave."

At Yeon Seongyeol's firm words, Cheok Muryang jumped up.

"What on earth are you doing? Even if you don't tell me, I will safely escort you and Hwasim to Fujian."

"Will you do that!"

When Yeon Seongyeol asked again, Cheok Muryang reluctantly nodded.

This time, Yeon Seongyeol looked at Kang Sogun.

"Your acquaintance was killed by someone. Will you harm that person's family for revenge?"

It was a meaningful statement.

Before Kang Sogun could answer, Jang Mugang spoke first.

"That is not the revenge of a great man. Eradicating the roots is an act of a wicked group that fears future trouble."

"I asked you."

Yeon Seongyeol asked Kang Sogun again.

"Just because they are related by blood, there is no reason to take responsibility for something they did not commit."

Kang Sogun answered, his voice very gloomy.

"Good!"

Yeon Seongyeol looked around at everyone.

"The owner of the red jade dagger died at my hands. I heard that you are the owner of the blue jade dagger and are close to the owner of the red jade dagger. I will take responsibility for that death."

Everyone was surprised.

Kang Sogun's face hardened.

A cold energy instantly filled the room.

Wi Eunghwan, who had not yet fully recovered from his internal injuries, and Yeon Hwasim, who lacked internal energy, felt their stomachs churn.

Yeon Hwasim, as if she had been expecting it, burst into tears with a "heuk."

"I know that your body is not in a normal state. I have no intention of fighting you, nor do I intend to kill you. If you wish, I will kill myself in this place."

Blood must be paid with blood. That's why it's called a blood debt.

It is an unwritten rule of the martial world.

Yeon Seongyeol had said that he would kill himself.

"What nonsense! If you want to receive a blood debt, you must receive it yourself! If you don't have the ability, there is no revenge!"

Cheok Muryang jumped up again.

He was ready to draw his sword at any moment.

"Muryang! Didn't you promise me? That you would watch no matter what happened."

Yeon Seongyeol roared.

Yeon Seongyeol stopped Cheok Muryang's words and said to Kang Sogun.

"But if you will end the revenge with just me, I will offer my neck in this place."

Jang Mugang understood Yeon Seongyeol's intention.

All the masters in this place knew that Kang Sogun was a supreme master.

Kang Sogun's body was not in a normal state. But his martial arts were outstanding, so even if everyone in this place attacked him together, there was a possibility that he could escape.

If Kang Sogun recovered his internal energy and came back later, then everyone would be dead.

At Yeon Seongyeol's intention, everyone lowered their eyes with a solemn face.

It was the way of the martial world to demand a blood debt for an acquaintance and to respond to it.

Of course, if Yeon Seongyeol died, it was also natural for Cheok Muryang or Yeon Hwasim to demand that blood debt. That's why the martial world is endlessly soaked in blood.

Jang Mugang suddenly became curious and asked.

"Sect Master Yeon said that we are also involved in this dagger, but I am seeing it for the first time today. What on earth does it have to do with us?"

Yeon Seongyeol looked at the Three Tigers of Shandong.

"Five years ago, I was going down a mountain path and ran to the sound of weapons clashing. I met you there."

The complexions of Jang Mugang and his brothers hardened gravely.

They understood what Yeon Seongyeol meant by being a witness.

Jang Mugang opened his mouth.

"At that time, we were being chased by the Embroidered Uniform Guard. We had fought countless fierce battles and fled, but a thousand-man commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and a master of the Eastern Depot followed us to the end."

Yeon Seongyeol nodded.

"When I arrived, it was a critical situation. The Three Tigers of Shandong were seriously injured."

Yeon Seongyeol first tried to stop the fight.

But the master of the Eastern Depot and the thousand-man commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard would not listen to the words of a mere martial artist.

On the contrary, they turned their swords and tried to kill Yeon Seongyeol as well.

"The master of the Eastern Depot was truly amazing. Moreover, if the thousand-man commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard had been in a normal state, it would have been difficult to handle him."

But the two were also tired from the fierce battle with the Three Tigers of Shandong.

It was also fortunate for Yeon Seongyeol that they had not thought that the martial artist who had appeared by chance on the mountain path was a master of the Heaven Returning Twelve Sabers.

Yeon Seongyeol killed the two, saved the Three Tigers of Shandong, and hid them in a hiding place.

And then he ran back to the place where they had fought.

He was worried that if the Eastern Depot found the bodies, they would be able to recognize the traces of the Heaven Returning Twelve Sabers.

"While collecting the bodies of the two, I found the red jade dagger in the bosom of the master of the Eastern Depot. It looked unusual, so I kept it separately, but in the end, it has brought disaster."

As Yeon Seongyeol finished speaking, silence fell.

Jang Mugang stood up from his seat.

"If it weren't for Sect Master Yeon, the lives of us Three Tigers of Shandong would have been cut short then. If Sect Master Yeon has to pay a blood debt today because of us, then the Three Tigers of Shandong cannot just stand by and watch."

Sim Mabaek and Wi Eunghwan also nodded.

Cheok Muryang also stood up from his seat and cupped his fists in a salute to Yeon Seongyeol.

"I have already decided to die with you, brother, on the same day and at the same time. I cannot grant your request today. I will die with you today."

Cheok Muryang said as he looked at Kang Sogun.

"Kang Sogun. Come out. You will have to kill me first."

Moisture appeared in Yeon Seongyeol's eyes.

He thought he had not lived in vain.

"No. Everyone, please sit down. I beg you."

Yeon Seongyeol stood up, looking at Kang Sogun.

"I was the one who killed that man. If you want revenge, I will gladly draw my saber. But please settle the debt with just me."

Kang Sogun shook his head.

Everyone was tense.

Kang Sogun slowly stood up.

"The owner of the red jade dagger was a woman."

Kang Sogun finished speaking and left the room. The cold killing intent had also disappeared at some point.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"A woman? Then he can't be a eunuch, can he?"

Wi Eunghwan snickered.

Soon, a laugh of disbelief erupted.

Kang Sogun felt as if his heart had been stabbed with a knife.

He did not doubt Yeon Seongyeol's words.

If so, then the owner of the red jade dagger, Jang Yeongyeong, had eventually died at the hands of the Eastern Depot.

'No, it's just a simple assumption. She could have lost it.'

Kang Sogun tried hard to turn his thoughts, but he could not calm his mind.

Then his true qi became turbulent, and the internal injuries he had barely suppressed flared up.

Cough!

In the end, he spat out a lump of blood.

"Great Warrior Kang!"

Yeon Hwasim, who had followed Kang Sogun late, was startled and ran over.

"I'm fine!"

Kang Sogun waved his hand, pushed Yeon Hwasim away, and went to his own residence. He didn't want anyone near him.

Yeon Hwasim, who had been anxious about the history of the red jade dagger, completely forgot about it and felt sad.

When one crisis passes, another one comes.

While Yeon Seongyeol, Cheok Muryang, and the Three Tigers of Shandong were talking about what had happened at that time and laughing, a Fire Heaven Brigade member ran in.

"Elder Hwang and the disciples who left in the morning are being chased by the enemy."

"What?"

Everyone jumped up.

If it was the enemy, it was the Heavenly Martial Faction.

Everyone grabbed their weapons and ran out. Indeed, Hwang Uichae and the Three Blade Sect disciples were being chased, fighting a fierce battle with the Heavenly Martial Faction warriors.

"Elder Hwang! Leave this to us and hurry and flee to the manor."

Cho Jihang was seen shouting loudly and blocking the Heavenly Martial Faction warriors with the Fire Heaven Brigade.

Clang!

Swords and sabers clashed, and broken blades were deflected.

"Brother!"

Cheok Muryang drew his saber and ran.

Hwang Uichae had an injury on his shoulder and was running, supported by the Three Blade Sect disciples.

The Three Blade Sect disciples were also covered in blood.

"We were ambushed."

Yeon Seongyeol was furious.

"Fall back!"

When Yeon Seongyeol roared in anger, the Fire Heaven Brigade retreated.

"Wu Wonsong! What is the meaning of this? To trip up people who are trying to leave!"

Wu Wonsong walked out.

"If you had done so earlier, nothing would have happened. But now it's too late! The Faction Master is coming in person. The order is to guard the Three Blade Sect disciples so that not a single one can escape the manor!"

Gu Yeongang, who had received Wu Wonsong's carrier pigeon, was furious at the news that Unsal and Heukgwi had died and that the Amcheon First Team had been annihilated.

I will personally take the heads of Yeon Seongyeol and that bastard!

Gu Yeongang had said that he would send his elite military force first and then lead a force himself.

"Hmph! Do you think anything will change just because Gu Yeongang is coming? The blood of one Three Blade Sect disciple will become the lives of ten Heavenly Martial Faction bastards!"

Cheok Muryang shouted and was about to run.

Yeon Seongyeol extended his saber and stopped him.

"Alright! I will personally have a life-or-death battle with the Heavenly Martial Faction Master! Tell him. That I will be waiting."

Wu Wonsong cupped his fists in a salute and withdrew his subordinates.

"I believe you will keep your word!"

(End of Chapter)