Swordless Demonic Path

Chapter 204 : Omen (2)

Was it because he had heard his own story?

Seo Mun-ryeon tried to dig into Gwak Ji's weakened mind and find out where the secret manuals of the Jongnam Sect he had hidden were.

Jin Sa-wol also noticed that the moment he saw Wang Hong. Using a woman was one of the common tricks.

How many men were there who were played by the schemes of lust and beauty?

Gwak Ji, who had bowed his head, was shedding tears silently, unable to overcome his sadness.

It must have been a heartbreaking feeling. Of course, he could not know his feelings, but he tried to understand.

But that also did not work well.

Wang Hong, who had entered with the rustling sound of her skirt, sat next to Gwak Ji and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

Wang Hong, whose eyes met Jin Sa-wol's for a moment, quickly bowed her head. Although her expression seemed to sympathize with Gwak Ji's sadness, the corners of her eyes were clearly smiling.

'It will be over soon.'

Seeing the appearance of Wang Hong and Gwak Ji, it seemed that the secret manuals of the Jongnam Sect would not be long in falling into Seo Mun-ryeon's hands.

Jin Sa-wol, who had come outside, walked on a small path in the garden with the waiting Seo Mun-ryeon.

The reason Seo Mun-ryeon had shown Jin Sa-wol to Gwak Ji was to show him that she was trying so hard for him.

Saying it was okay with your mouth a hundred times and showing it once and saying it were worlds apart.

Wang Hong would pull Gwak Ji even closer into her arms.

"What are you going to do with Gwak Ji?"

Seo Mun-ryeon contemplated for a moment and then answered.

"I'm going to let him eat well and live well. The members of our faction should also know that if they help our faction, our faction will not forget and will repay them. On top of that, he's still useful. That man."

As a smile appeared on Seo Mun-ryeon's face, Jin Sa-wol felt as if there were other purposes besides the secret manuals.

'I don't need to know.'

Jin Sa-wol, who was walking ahead, said.

"I'll come next time."

"Are you leaving already?"

Although Seo Mun-ryeon hurriedly chased after Jin Sa-wol, strangely, the distance between her and Jin Sa-wol did not get closer. In a moment, Jin Sa-wol's figure disappeared like smoke.

'He's still like a ghost.'

Jin Sa-wol's footwork and lightness skill were surprising no matter how many times she experienced them.

***

A person in a pink light armor, wearing a bamboo hat and with a sword on his shoulder, approached Jin Sa-wol, who was coming out of Kaifeng Fortress.

She, whose steps were light, was Jo Geom-ok.

She raised her bamboo hat and smiled once. Although the passing people paused their steps at her beauty, Jin Sa-wol had an annoyed expression.

Jin Sa-wol ignored Jo Geom-ok and walked forward.

Jo Geom-ok, who had scurried over to his side and followed him, said in a cool voice.

"Let's go together this time."

"What about Shaolin?"

Originally, she was supposed to go to Shaolin with Woo Jeong-bong. For that, she had left Guguang, but she had not gone to Shaolin and had followed him.

"I have no intention of hanging out with bald heads. And even if I don't go, there are many people from the Wudang Sect."

If it were Son Ae-hwa, he would have welcomed her. Because she knew the Demonic Cult well.

Jo-rim or Bi-sun were also fine.

But since Jo Geom-ok was not from the Demonic Cult, he judged that it would be difficult to be together.

As Jin Sa-wol's steps quickened, Jo Geom-ok quickly ran and stuck to his back.

"I'll be a help."

At her words, Jin Sa-wol had no choice but to nod.

"Let's do that."

As Jin Sa-wol gave his permission, Jo Geom-ok beamed. Although she had worn a pink light armor to emphasize her beauty in her own way, Jin Sa-wol did not even seem to be interested.

"Haa..."

***

A late night past midnight.

The two middle-aged women, who had come out at the rustling sound, looked around.

Since it was the manor where Leng Yushan was staying, the security was tight. But the two middle-aged women, called the Black and White Twin Flowers of the Ice Palace, reacted to even a small sound and came out like this at night.

The middle-aged woman in black, who was standing on the left and examining the garden, opened her eyes wide as her vital points were suddenly hit and her neck was pressed.

"Ugh!"

The moment she let out a faint groan, Baek-hwa, who was wearing white, quickly extended a palm at the man who had grabbed Heuk-hwa's neck.

It was the Cold Ice Palm, the pride of the Ice Palace.

A white palm shadow covered the man's shoulder with a swish! sound.

The man who was holding Heuk-hwa's neck also smiled and extended his left palm.

Baek-hwa cast a contemptuous gaze at how foolish his action seemed. The Cold Ice Palm was what froze the opponent the moment it touched their flesh.

"I'll make you a block of ice!"

With a slap! sound, the one who flew back was not the man, but Baek-hwa. Her right hand was bent strangely.

"Ack!"

The sword of Heuk-hwa, who had retreated with a scream, flew and was embedded in Baek-hwa's solar plexus. It was a sword that had flown in a fleeting moment.

With a thwack! sound, Baek-hwa's figure flew back one zhang and fell to the floor.

She had never seen Baek-hwa fall so easily in her life.

Heuk-hwa trembled all over. Although cold sweat soaked her whole body, she could do nothing.

She had never thought that there was an enemy who could subdue her so easily. If that was a mistake, it was a mistake.

The cold energy of the Cold Ice Palm lingered around for a moment, but it soon disappeared.

"Your neck is thin."

A low voice crawled into Heuk-hwa's ear like the call of a ghost.

"I'll kill you without pain."

The man who was speaking was Cheon Yu-myeong.

He broke Heuk-hwa's neck by pressing it strongly and then, leaving her falling, stepped forward.

Cheon Yu-myeong was looking at Leng Yushan, who was standing with a hardened expression next to the fallen Baek-hwa.

Leng Yushan, without realizing it, held his sword with both hands and exuded a strong killing intent.

In Cheon Yu-myeong's eyes, that appearance was like seeing a frightened dog.

"So you're Leng Yushan. I recognized you at a glance."

Cheon Yu-myeong drew a pleased smile on his lips and took a step closer to Leng Yushan.

Leng Yushan put strength into his legs and extended his sword towards Cheon Yu-myeong.

"What are you doing? Did you think you would be safe after making the Ice Palace an enemy?"

The moment Leng Yushan's words ended, Cheon Yu-myeong's figure disappeared with a blur like a ghost.

Leng Yushan's eyes widened.

In that instant, he saw Cheon Yu-myeong, who was wrapping the wrist and shoulder of his right hand, which was holding his sword.

"I've never seen a guy who was safe after aiming a sword at me. Since I'm in a good mood today, I'll forgive you."

"Ugh!"

Although Leng Yushan tried to move his body, he could do nothing, as if it were a lie. He had been subdued at his vital points.

Leng Yushan did not even know when and how he had been attacked. Although he was a fearsome opponent, anger flared up.

"You fucking bastard."

The moment he let out a curse, Cheon Yu-myeong struck the back of Leng Yushan's head.

At the thwack! sound, Leng Yushan's eyes widened.

"Keuk!"

Leng Yushan, who had let out a groan, closed his eyes.

Cheon Yu-myeong, who had supported the falling Leng Yushan, slung him over his shoulder like a piece of luggage.

With a sound, Seo Yong-hwa, with her blue hair, appeared as if she had brushed past like the wind.

She took in the high mountains that soared in the distance.

Cheon Yu-myeong said.

"Since you've come to your hometown, go and look around. I'll allow it."

"No."

Seo Yong-hwa looked around for a moment, shook her head, and then examined Leng Yushan, who was slung over Cheon Yu-myeong's shoulder.

"What are you going to do?"

"I have to take him and use him. He'll be useful."

At Cheon Yu-myeong's answer, Seo Yong-hwa heard it as him letting him live for now.

"If you take that child, where will you go now?"

"I have to go to the Demonic Cult."

"Why the Demonic Cult?"

"There's something left to retrieve. You go first."

Cheon Yu-myeong, who had used his lightness skill with his words, jumped over the wall.

The fallen guards of the Ice Palace were visible. It was all Seo Yong-hwa's doing.

He could not even hear the sound of how she had subdued them.

Although it was a surprising thing, Cheon Yu-myeong thought it was natural and left the manor.

Whoosh!

With the sound of a nimble wind, Seo Yong-hwa flew into the sky.

The next day, the disappearance of Leng Yushan and the death of the Black and White Twin Flowers turned the Ice Palace upside down, and the enraged Ice Palace Master headed for the Martial Alliance in person.

***

A person entered and sat down in a room where only a single lantern was sparkling. It was Na Hyeon-gi, wearing a black martial arts uniform.

A short while later, Seo Mun Ga-jeong, who had appeared without a sound, sat in front of Na Hyeon-gi.

Dam-ji appeared from behind Seo Mun Ga-jeong. She disappeared into the darkness without a sound.

The two discussed the elder's meeting and the Demonic Cult Leader until past midnight. As dawn approached, with a low voice continuing to overflow, it seemed to be somewhat organized.

"If I kill Gung Ma-yeop, the Dokgo family will acknowledge me, so I have no choice but to kill him."

"It's not easy."

"We give the information, and you hold the sword, isn't that how it's always been between the Na and Seo Mun families?"

At Seo Mun Ga-jeong's words, Na Hyeon-gi was silent for a moment. Unlike other families, the Seo Mun and Na families were very close.

The Seo Mun family gave the information, and the Na family moved the sword. Such a relationship had continued for hundreds of years.

Seo Mun Ga-jeong showed a smile and said again.

"It seems the matter of Dokgo Hye ended unfortunately. Although Mun-gang looks slow, his movements are nimble."

"His response was faster than expected. That person, Mun-gang... I can't see him easily."

Na Hyeon-gi, recalling Mun-gang, thought he was a target to be killed. Outstanding people had to die.

So that only the foolish would remain and follow his orders like a scarecrow.

It was Na Hyeon-gi who had hired the warriors of the Cheon family.

Since they were people who had a grudge against Dokgo Hye, Na Hyeon-gi had just helped a little.

Of course, among them, those who knew Na Hyeon-gi's identity were all dead, and those who had survived and been captured by the cult were all just pawns who had moved as their leader had ordered.

There was nothing to worry about.

Na Hyeon-gi, who had recalled Dokgo Hye's appearance, contemplated how to cook and eat her.

Seo Mun Ga-jeong said.

"I hear Jin Sa-wol is coming to the cult to meet Gung Ma-yeop."

"Jin Sa-wol."

"When Gung Ma-yeop and Jin Sa-wol have a meeting, that seems to be the chance."

As the name Jin Sa-wol came out, Na Hyeon-gi forgot Dokgo Hye and showed a hardened expression.

Seo Mun Ga-jeong, recalling the information he had gotten from Seo Mun-ryeon and Dam-ji, asked.

"I hear he refused your order. Wouldn't it be good to take care of both of them at this opportunity?"

"I will only kill Gung Ma-yeop."

At Na Hyeon-gi's answer, Seo Mun Ga-jeong cast a slightly disappointed gaze. What use was a person who wanted to become the Cult Leader but was attached to connections?

Seo Mun Ga-jeong clicked his tongue inwardly and put a gentle smile on his face.

"Do as you wish. But if you fail, we will be in danger."

As Seo Mun Ga-jeong said, if he failed, he could be counterattacked. If he had drawn his sword first, he had to see it through no matter what.

Na Hyeon-gi answered with a voice full of firm will.

"Don't worry."

"If you're going to be the Demonic Cult Leader, throw away your past connections. A friend does not exist for the Cult Leader."

Although Seo Mun Ga-jeong's voice was gentle, it pricked Na Hyeon-gi as if it had a thorn. Na Hyeon-gi poured and drank his liquor without a word, with a hardened expression.

'Is it finally coming?'

***

At the time Na Hyeon-gi and Seo Mun Ga-jeong were meeting, Dokgo Hye was also sitting in a chair.

Mun-gang and Dokgo Hyeon were sitting in front of her.

"The ones who attacked me were all warriors of the Cheon family estate. But since I've had a similar experience in the past, it feels manipulated."

"Is it a feeling?"

"Yes. The moment I was in danger, the head of the Na family appeared. Isn't that strange?"

"You should thank the head of the Na family, but you're suspecting him?"

"I have a grateful heart. But suspicion is a different matter."

At Dokgo Hye's answer, Dokgo Hyeon shook his head.

"If there's no proof, throw away the suspicion."

As Dokgo Hyeon's serious voice echoed, Mun-gang, who had been listening quietly, opened his mouth.

"Since it's an important time now, it's not bad to suspect everything. You should trust the young lady's feeling."

(End of Chapter)