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Jegal So-myeong let out a small sigh as he received the damage report from Sacheon.
Although the figures fall short of the damage estimates made before the deployment, the damage is still evident.
Moreover, the number began to rise exponentially after the Blood Cult, which had been hesitating while halting its eastward advance, resumed its eastward march.
The Poison King of the Tang Clan led the Poison Guards, and the Sect Leader of Cheongseong led the elites into battle, but Cheolgangsi was being utilized too strategically to secure an overwhelming victory.
Still, isn’t it a relief that the damage from the illusion was at least minimal?
At Meng Zhuyuan’s words, Zhuge Xiaoming also nodded.
If I hadn’t known the true identity of the Blood Cult in advance.
If they hadn’t realized that the bastards dispatched from Sacheon had already sold off Jeoryeonggu.
If I hadn’t received a report that the Hyungsan Sect’s Demon Subduing Department had at least helped overcome the Blood Cult’s illusions.
“They must have suffered massive damage, easily surpassing the figures predicted before the dispatch. ‘The mere thought of it makes me dizzy. Just who on earth is that Jin So-woon…’ How much does he know, and how far has he foreseen?”
As Jegal So-myeong recalled Jin So-un, who always wore a composed expression, a smile unconsciously formed on his lips.
“If anything, that is a relief.”
If the Blood Cult is finished off just like this, the power of the Murim Alliance will likely be maintained.
No, perhaps, like tempering iron mixed with scraps, one might be able to gain even more ferocious power.
Once the impurities are removed, the density will become even more solid.
Maeng Ju-won, who had been fidgeting like a puppy needing to pee for a while.
“Really, considering what a noble deed he did, shouldn’t he be given some kind of reward?”
As Jegal So-myeong’s gaze turned toward him, he spoke with emphasis, word by word.
For example, ten thousand.
container.
Bu yes.
rain.
bout.
I mean things like class.
“…….”
Of course, it is true that Jin So-un made a tremendous contribution in this Sichuan Bloodbath.
However, the problem is that afterwards, such a huge fault
The fact that he also committed it.
I heard Ak Ju-pyeong’s joints moved at an angle they shouldn’t have, right?
After hearing the story, it made sense, but still, why does this guy go around acting so recklessly?
Looking at the report submitted by the head of the academy, it seems that the Shandong Yue family had already tried to privately sanction Jin So-un.
“And to think they dragged him to the Inspection Bureau. ‘Those Ak family bastards, there’s a limit to how shameless they can be. What idiots, tsk.’ Of course, they did summon the Head of the Inspection Bureau to the General Affairs Bureau and thoroughly chew him out because of this, but Jin So-un almost ended up becoming a spy for the Black Sect without even realizing it. ‘Oh my head…’ Had he ever been this stressed out by a single academy student since becoming the Commander-in-Chief?”
Nevertheless, I had absolutely no intention of giving up on him.
“Moreover, didn’t Jin So-un save the academy students in Sichuan and stop the Blood Cult?”
It is precisely because of these qualities.
Currently, even the elite troops of the Murim Alliance are struggling in Sichuan.
However, Jin So-un entered Sichuan with only a few people, gathered all the academy students, and escaped safely.
In the meantime, he devised a way to defend against the Blood Cult’s illusions, confronted Cheolgangsi, and went further by even cutting off the head of the Young Cult Leader to stop the Blood Cult’s eastward advance.
It is hard to believe, but it is all Jin So-un who accomplished this.
Looking at his actions, he seems to be playing in a different world all by himself.
It is to the point that even among the elite soldiers of the Murim Alliance, there are those who ask if Jin So-woon’s activity reports are exaggerated.
They probably never imagined they would suffer on a battlefield that had been wreaking havoc by a single academy student in the first place.
While I was deep in thought.
Shouts that appropriately combine air and sound begin to be heard regularly.
“Preliminary acceptance letter! Preliminary acceptance letter! Preliminary acceptance letter!”
Watching Maeng Ju-won repeatedly shouting out his acceptance letter as if in protest, Jegal Jeong-gi felt the urge to strike him in the throat.
“Stop talking nonsense!”
Does a provisional acceptance letter even exist in the first place?
If such things are issued, all the departments and parties of the Alliance will indiscriminately issue provisional acceptance letters to the students they like in an attempt to secure the students first.
Even Meng Ju-won, the top talent of the Ministry of Public Works, surely wouldn’t be unaware of this.
“……
But otherwise, we might lose Jin So-un.
“What? What are you talking about? We promised not to lay a hand on it during the Alliance Leader battle.”
Maeng Ju-won shook his head.
“It is not just the Alliance Leader’s Battle. Didn’t the recent report regarding Sichuan circulate throughout the entire Alliance? Upon seeing that report, both the Martial Arts Hall and the Traveling Halls have begun to take an interest in Jin So-un.”
Maeng Ju-won paused for a moment, his eyes flashing with murderous intent for just a brief instant.
If you stand still, you might lose it.
I had forgotten. That guy was a lunatic, too…
“Anyway, what can’t be done, can’t be done! Besides, if he had a brain, he would have crawled into the General Affairs Department on his own accord.”
I really might lose it…
Maeng Ju-won, who had been feeling down, submits another report.
Jegal So-myeong tilted his head while reading the new report.
“The Zhuge family visited the academy?”
Yes. I have arrived for the event the Baekdohoe is preparing.
You fool.
“yes?”
As Jegal Somyeong shook his head as if it were no big deal, Meng Juwon cautiously began to speak.
“How… should we stop them from coming in?”
“The Baekdohoe bastards are using their own money to demonstrate the Gimunjin, so who would stop them?”
“But Jin So-un might lose this time. If he is ousted from his position as representative, won’t he be kicked out of the academy?”
After all, the whole world was certainly seething with anticipation for the Yangyi Eight Trigrams and Ten Thousand Symbols Formation.
It might be a really dangerous situation for Jin So-un.
Zhuge Xiaoming also personally confirmed just how formidable the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations newly developed by the Zhuge family truly are.
but.
That’s it. Just tell them to let him in.
Even so, I wasn’t particularly worried.
I didn’t think Jin So-un would collapse at that level.
However, Maeng Ju-won still seems anxious and stomps his feet.
“Th-If I get kicked out of the academy building because of that…”
“Then isn’t that better for you? You can just hire him through special recruitment and bring him to the Ministry of Communications.”
“Ah… I see?”
Maeng Ju-won scratches the back of his head, laughing foolishly.
It was a mystery how such a smart guy could become so stupid whenever something involving Jin So-un happened.
This arrogantly named Gimunjin is certainly superior to the Chilseongchilgeumjin.
Immediately after the Great War between the Righteous and Demonic, the sects that had set up the Seven Star Seven Golden Formation could not escape annihilation, whereas half of the sects that had set up the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations survived.
Of course, the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations also ended up being defeated by the Demonic Cult’s Demon Brain as the war between the Righteous and Demonic factions entered its middle stages.
However, the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations were not widely disseminated in the previous life.
Although the financial burden of having to dismantle the Seven Star Seven Gold Formation and install the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Symbols Formation also had an impact.
Above all, as the Zhuge clan realized that the announcement of a new Qimen Formation would help secure a source of funding, they began releasing improved versions on a yearly basis; consequently, the sects planning to install the Yangyi Eight Trigrams and Ten Thousand Symbols Formation ended up waiting indefinitely until the final version was released. ‘The Zhuge clan in my previous life were truly smart thugs. Will they be different in this life?’ I do not know how much they will meet my expectations and be reborn as a clan helpful to the Jianghu, but in any case, it is an undeniable fact that the Yangyi Eight Trigrams and Ten Thousand Symbols Formation is an excellent Qimen Formation.
That is likely why Jegal Jeong-gi arranged the venue at the Murim Academy to announce the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations as a decisive move to solidify the position of the White Dao Society.
I had also prepared an improved version of the Infinite Indestructible Soul Annihilation Formation that allows for simple installation in anticipation of times like this, but thanks to getting my hands on a good item, I was spared the trouble of going out of my way to install the complex Infinite Indestructible Soul Annihilation Formation.
“Damn it…… Damn it…… Damn it…….”
Nam Hwa-seong keeps babbling about which Buddha he is calling.
No, did he do all the digging by himself?
“Can you really take on the Baekdohoe with this?”
Of course I can.
Even with my reply, the brow between his eyebrows shows no sign of relaxing.
Even ten-year-olds can pass through the Nine Palaces Unmarried Formation.
“Oh? Then you’re worse than a ten-year-old?”
“Damn it!”
Nam Hwa-seong, covered in grime from head to toe, strides toward me.
“What are you going to do if you pass?”
“If you pass?”
“Right! If I pass!”
The guy’s eyes suddenly sparkle.
“Never call me a spy again!”
“Hmm… good.”
Nam Hwa-seong puffs out his chest triumphantly and bursts into laughter, showing no signs of confidence.
“Then execute it immediately! I will show you how I shatter the Nine Palaces Soul Formation in a single stroke!”
Nam Hwa-seong stood before the Gate of Life with more confidence than ever before.
I stood in front of the stone tomb erected in the center of Gugongjin.
The central axis of the Nine Palaces Formation and the pillar supporting the Nine Palaces Beauty Formation.
“The Nine Palaces Soul Formation deceives people with illusions, but if I can find and destroy the energy of this pillar, I can destroy it. ‘If I mix this into this…’ I took the illusion scroll I had taken from the Young Leader of the Blood Cult from my pocket and put it on my finger.”
A strange divine artifact that transforms an ordinary Qi Gate Formation into the Blood Cult’s Illusion Formation.
For me, this event was also an opportunity to test just how effective the divine artifact was against the academy students, who could be called the rising elite of the martial arts world. ‘Since all eyes are focused on the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations, they won’t be interested in how this illusion formation was created. Heh heh.’ Reciting the incantation of the Nine Palaces Soul-Missing Formation, I infused my energy into the illusionary field.
-Kyaaaaaaak!
-Aaaargh!
-Hahahahaha!
Perhaps the Illusionary Land is no ordinary thing either, as soon as it absorbs energy, all sorts of screams begin to run wild in my head.
I suppressed the thoughts clouding my mind and infused the youthful energy of the illusionary land into the Nine Palaces Soul Formation.
Boom.
With a rattling sound, the stone tomb slightly collapses, and a few stones fall down.
And at the same time, the red mist originating from the stone tomb slowly creeps out of the tomb and begins to spread in all directions.
The red mist did not leave the area where the Nine Palaces Beauty Formation was constructed, but it began to gather like a lake within it.
The red mist that had been splashing between the ankles eventually rose to the thighs, and soon filled the entire Nine Palaces Beauty Formation.
Faced with the sudden change, the confident Nam Hwa-seong begins to back away.
“Th-what is this…….”
As the red mist filled the air, the form of the Nine Palaces Beauty Formation vanished without a trace.
The pillars and stone tombs of the Nine Palaces Unidentified Formation that should have been right in front of me disappeared, and before I knew it, the horse stable had returned to its state before the shoveling began.
A look of bewilderment crossed Nam Hwa-seong’s face as he stared only at the life gate left staring blankly before his eyes.
I lightly gestured with my chin as I looked at him.
“What are you doing not going inside?”
“Is, is this the Nine Palaces Beauty Formation?”
“You made it yourself. Why? Are you scared?”
“D-Damn it!”
The moment Nam Hwa-seong gritted his teeth at my provocation and took a step.
The guy was sucked right into the Nine Palaces Beauty Formation.
yet.
Ugh!
Ack!
Rain, why is a damn monster here!!!!
S-save me!!!!
Aaaargh!
Jin So-woon, you son of a bitch!!!!!
Queeeek!
The guy’s colorful voices began to be heard.
Hmm, it’s working properly.
Nam Hwa-seong, who seemed as though he would shatter the pillars of the Nine Palaces Beauty Formation in an instant, showed no signs of coming out of the formation even after a long time had passed.
After roughly this amount of time had passed, he kicked one of the pillars forming the Eight Gates and shattered the Nine Palaces Soul Formation.
Shortly after.
“Aaaaaaaah!”
Nam Hwa-seong appeared, squirming unsightly while drooling from the corners of his mouth.
I kicked the guy once.
“Snap out of it, man.”
“Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! D-Damn it……!”
The guy lets out a rough breath and stares at me with a dazed expression.
“Th-this isn’t the Blood Cult’s sorcery! What on earth is going on?”
I answered him with a satisfied smile.
“How about this? With this much, everyone should be interested, right?”
Nam Hwa-seong kept his mouth shut tight, as if he did not want to admit it.
“Answer me, Ganja!”
The guy eventually substituted an answer with profanity, admitting that his life as a spy was becoming prolonged.#The situation regarding the battle with the Blood Cult currently underway in Sichuan is not yet known to the Jianghu.
Information is exchanged in strict secrecy, and operations are kept strictly confidential.
Nevertheless, those who were quite influential could naturally find out the news from Sichuan.
“Tsk.”
Jegal Jeong-gi of the Baekdo Society is also one of those figures.
He furrowed his brows deeply, looking displeased.
“Are you saying the Martial Arts Alliance’s martial arts masters are inferior to even a single academy student?”
The news that they were struggling against the Blood Cult was enough to irritate Zhuge Zhengqi.
Because the more incompetent the Murim Alliance is, the more Jin So-woon’s performance will stand out.
Therefore, Jegal Jeong-gi felt the need to divert people’s attention in preparation for any unforeseen circumstances.
If the affairs of Sacheon stand out, attention will be focused on Jin So-un’s events.
If the affairs of Sacheon are overshadowed, people’s attention will be focused on your own event.
Since the entire Baekdohoe was well aware of this point, everyone did their utmost to cover up the information.
No, rather than covering it up, they were enthusiastic about spreading new information by word of mouth.
However, there was a problem.
The budget is running out soon. Is there any reason to go to such lengths?
It is precisely the budget issue.
Zhuge Zhengqi gave a firm order.
If Baek Do-hoe takes charge of the delegation, additional budget will be allocated from the upper management. So, don’t worry and proceed.
Understood. Then I will request the opening.
“No, entrust the work not only to the open but also to the connoisseurs. After all, there is no power as strong as word of mouth.”
Baekdohoe scraped together every last bit of its depleted budget to hire benevolent people and connoisseurs, and through them, spread information about the Yangyi Eight Trigrams and Ten Thousand Symbols Formation by word of mouth.
The information spread little by little, like rain during a drought, whenever people’s interest was waning, was enough to heighten their curiosity, and the attention of each martial arts school became even more focused on the Murim Academy, which was being revealed for the first time.
As a result, it became a turning point that shifted the students’ hearts from Jin So-woon’s existing events to Baekdohoe’s events.
Meanwhile, at the main gate of the Murim Academy.
That is the situation. It is very critical.
As Jin So-un predicted, people began to become agitated as the Baekdo Society gradually released information into the Yangyi Eight Trigrams Ten Thousand Formations.
As interest in the new Gimunjin grows, even those who had expressed their intention to participate in Jin So-un’s existing events are now cautiously watching the situation one by one.
That is the situation, but… ‘But why am I here?’ A thick bundle of papers in my hand.
The sash running from the shoulders across the waist bore the slogan, “Ruling the world through sorcery.”
“Master Jin… I understand the situation. But… why do I have to do this?”
A corner trembling more violently than when engulfed in any anguish.
Jin So-un, observing that corner, spoke with the attitude of a back-alley thug.
Of course, isn’t it because we couldn’t bring the Baekdohoe members?
Il-gak replied, barely managing to suppress his trembling body.
“Master Jin… as I said, I cannot work as a spy.”
So, isn’t that why they are giving me other work instead? ……
Oh my! Hello! You know about the event being held by the official delegation of Murim Academy, right?
Jin So-un stops speaking and nonchalantly approaches a student, handing him a bundle of papers.
therefore…….
At that moment, Jin So-un was engaging in the soliciting commonly done by innkeepers or thugs in entertainment districts.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you working?”
And he took with him, a junior disciple of the Shaolin Temple who had overcome wall-facing training and even mastered the Muscle Strengthening Sutra.
“Ah, hello…….”
A moment of holding out a piece of paper with trembling hands.
A student passing by was seized with inexplicable fear at the attitude of some and quickly ran away without taking the paper.
“W-wait! Uh, how… just go!”
Jin So-un, who was watching this, clicked his tongue.
“Tsk. Seriously! You can’t even bring people in! You can’t even hand out flyers! What on earth can a guy claiming to be a late disciple of the Shaolin Temple do?”
Every time Jin So-un spoke harsh words, nails were driven deep into Il-gak’s heart.
