Episode 410
The injury has not completely healed yet.
But this was enough.
It is said that the warriors guarding the Senate are the elites of the Meng, but how can they compare to the best of the Demonic Cult, including the Eight Demon Lords?
‘If you want to stop me, you will have to bring at least a leader.’
There is no way that Mr. Joo Hwa-baek would go out of his way to help the obnoxious elders.
Wouldn’t it be nice to sit somewhere with a good view and have a drink while watching the Senate being destroyed?
“What’s the fuss!”
“What on earth happened… Wow!”
Warriors running out from all over the place found me standing in the middle of the collapsed rubble and I held my breath.
Originally, he would have drawn his sword to punish the intruder, but the opponent was the Dragon King.
A famous figure that no one knows about as a leader of the Murim League.
One of the two absolute masters capable of fighting the Demon Cult Master.
Everyone here knew that even if they fought, they couldn’t win.
“Cheonan Inspector General! “What are you doing?”
“You don’t know where this is!”
I moved forward, ignoring the warriors who were shouting in protest.
This was my first time setting foot inside the Senate, both in my past and present lives.
Although I had heard stories, there was literally no separate Mureungdowon (武陵桃源).
Buildings with a luxurious feel.
The neatly maintained roads and well-maintained plants created a refreshing feeling.
‘Good.’ It has to be at this level for it to be worthwhile to set it as a goal.’
Golden koi fish in the pond.
In the grass, there is a white horned deer that seems to be kept as a pet.
On top of the tree is a beautiful colored book that can easily be called a spirit object.
Precious animals that are difficult to find outside were spread everywhere.
It was a sight that truly showed what luxury is.
It would cost a considerable amount of money just to manage each of them.
It was a cross-section of how the enormous operating funds flowing into the Senate every month were being used.
“······.”
The two elders sitting in the pavilion above the pond stared at me, their eyes fluttering shut.
Both of them were familiar faces.
The large old man was Man-ryeok-won (萬力拳), and the middle-aged man with a sturdy appearance was Manjung-geom (萬重劍).
Looking at the musicians lined up in the back, it looked like they were having a drinking party to the accompaniment of lively music.
I was glad to see them and greeted them with a silent bow.
I wanted to at least sit together, but unfortunately, the situation wasn’t right.
I looked around and continued walking.
It wasn’t difficult to find out where the spiritual dojo’s residence was.
All I had to do was find a mansion with a symbol symbolizing Cheongseong engraved on the front gate.
“stop! “I won’t wait any longer!”
“Stop it! Subdue the Cheonan Inspector General!”
Worse warriors attacked me.
They probably knew they couldn’t win on their own, but they also had a role and a position.
I couldn’t just sit back and watch.
I responded by punching the air one after another.
The sixth type of Byeokryeokkwon, Tougongkwon (透空拳).
Boom!
The warriors who were hit by the fist containing the art of attacking were thrown out.
The warriors rolled around on the floor and groaned.
“Ugh.”
Even if they rot, they are said to be elite, and there were quite a few among them who survived without collapsing.
Ignoring the pain and quietly staring at the warriors digging into the gap, I stepped forward strongly.
Quaaaang!
The ground was deeply hollowed out and piles of dirt rose up.
The floor split open, and the entire atmosphere shook.
I lightly waved my hand and pushed away the staggering warriors, and their bouncing bodies collapsed the wall and split the trees.
Those who were watching the scene from afar opened their mouths.
The gap was too severe.
More than ten people were there, but no one could even scratch me.
“Cheonan Inspector General!”
An elder who belatedly ran out of his residence stood blocking the path ahead.
Taeyeon Sword (太延劍).
He was an elder from an independent faction.
A person who came to dislike me after his close friend, Mae Yeon-gaek, with whom he had shared ups and downs since his youth, lost his Danjeon and became a ruined person.
I said, staring at him with narrow eyes.
“Please step back.”
“What kind of misdeeds is this!”
“I told you to step aside. “The person I have business with is not senior Taeyeon Geom.”
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“I got the wrong person. I thought he was a friend who kept the minimum line. “Do you think you can do something like this and get away with it?”
“You don’t have to worry about me. This is your final warning. Get out of there. “Get out of the way or I will use force.”
“If you’re going to do it, do it! “I won’t take it lightly…!”
Whoops! Kwakwakwak!
In one strike, Taeyeon’s sword was broken in half.
In the second hand, his back was bent like a giant tiger.
After colliding with a large stone statue, his body was buried in a pile of rubble from rainwater.
The warriors who threw up the flagship swarmed in to clear away the debris and support him.
‘I will step down when I give him enough face. Even though I gave you three chances, you persisted and brought on your own anger.’
Still, out of respect for the position of the elder, he did not launch an attack indiscriminately.
He also gave me a moderate amount of attention.
The purpose should not be mistaken.
My target was, after all, a spiritual stamp.
If another elder dies here, the purpose becomes blurred and the cause loses its luster.
“Are you confident you can handle it?”
“······?”
“I think I acted too carelessly. “Contrary to what I heard, you don’t seem to be a very cautious person.”
An old monk sitting on the roof of a nearby building smiled and spoke to me.
After checking the other person’s behavior, I burst out laughing.
The old monk was holding a bottle of liquor in his left hand and a large piece of meat in his right hand.
I have seen many people in my life, but the old man in front of me was outstanding among them all.
It was my first time seeing this face, but it wasn’t that difficult to recognize its identity.
What Sohyeongeom said in the past passed through my mind.
[This is a secret, but among the elders, even though they shave their heads and wear monk’s robes, there are people who drink alcohol and eat meat. I’m literally missing it.]
Master Baekmang, an elder from Shaolin Temple.
A person with the same spirit as Master Baekmyeong, the Shaolin leader of the time.
He was a giant among giants.
There is no senator in the current Murim Alliance.
To be precise, the position itself exists, but it has been a long time since it was elected separately.
The reason was that the existence of senatorialism encouraged conflict between the Old Daemun faction and the Five Great Families.
‘Instead, there is a person who is evaluated as being closest to the senator. That’s Baekmangdaesa.’
On the surface, all elders were on equal footing, but even within them, there was a clear hierarchy.
This could be seen just by looking at the low status of Ho Jeong-gwon (豪正拳), whose Kunlun faction, a group of recluses, collapsed due to demonic religion, compared to other elders.
Master Baekmang was a person with the highest status among the elders as he was from the Shaolin Temple.
He never got involved in the big or small affairs of the Murim Alliance.
He was simply dispatched to China as a representative of the Shaolin Temple, citing the reason that he was not very interested in worldly affairs.
In fact, I had never seen his face appear in Maeng Jubu’s conference room.
One person knew.
He is the invisible power of the Senate, and there have been quite a few times when important meetings that determine the future of the Murim Alliance have been influenced by his influence.
‘It’s Hwagyeong. ‘If you look at the spirit that emanates implicitly, he is superior to Manjunggeom, the former master of the White Tiger.’
I could recognize it at a glance.
Although he was not officially listed as one of the top 100 masters, he was a strong player who could easily occupy the top rank if he wanted to.
I asked, tilting my head crookedly.
“Are you trying to stop me too?”
“I don’t intend to do that. “Even if you think about it, it’s realistically impossible.”
“I don’t know about others, but I think it would be a bit of a pain if the ambassador were to interfere.”
“Are you provoking me now?”
“Is that possible?”
“Don’t worry about me, just do your job. Sometimes there should be a day like this to raise awareness with shock therapy. “Maybe it’s because no one challenged their authority for a long time, but the elders were so absorbed in their inertia.”
“······?”
“I guess you came to take the spiritual seal away?”
“Did you know?”
“okay. I never thought you would attack the Senate yourself because of that. Anyway, as far as this goes, I am rooting for you. Even as an elder, what Youngseong Dojang did was excessive in my view.”
“Then you are lucky.”
“Of course, just because I don’t stop you now doesn’t mean I will take your side in the future. Please ask again. Are you confident that you can take care of it?”
I had no idea what the intention was for asking this question.
It didn’t seem like they were simply trying to put psychological pressure on me.
His face, chewing chewy meat, momentarily overlapped Sohyeongeom’s.
“of course.”
I answered by nodding my head, putting aside any questions.
Are you confident you can take care of it?
There was too much.
I’m telling you this because I think you might misunderstand, but I didn’t do it because I couldn’t control my anger.
I didn’t know.
How big of a repercussions will this act cause?
How much loss must be endured to punish the spiritual seal?
Although they were seniors whom everyone respected, they could not maintain an amicable relationship with the elders forever.
Aiming for the position of those with vested interests ultimately means having to take away the position they hold.
What I am doing now is just one part of that process.
“Kaaak!”
“Stop it! “What on earth are you doing this for?”
Leaving Baekmangdaesa behind, he advanced, defeating the warriors who blocked him.
Several elders who realized the seriousness of the situation ran outside and watched me.
‘There was a lot of crowd.’
Finally, we reached the residence of the spiritual dojo.
Did he guess what I was aiming for?
Among the warriors who served the elders, those capable of leading a unit formed a siege and trapped me.
Each and every one of them was an expert who had reached at least the highest level.
I didn’t even look at them and spoke to the old man standing on the main floor.
“I’m sorry to see you like this. Seniors.”
“You won’t regret it, will you?”
“If you regret it, you must be doing it.”
“What kind of girl is that!”
“You’d better be careful what you say. “Because I’m not feeling very well right now.”
“It was something that could have just been buried quietly.”
“So I buried it once.”
“······.”
“Considering that we are at war with the Demonic Cult, I tried to pass over it as quietly as possible. But it was my senior who made it impossible for me to do that anymore.”
“Are you sure you want to see it through to the end?”
“From now on, we will take you to Cheonan Prison. “If you’re going to rebel, you can do that.”
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