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While Meng hesitated over whether or not to act, the Blood Cult completely reclaimed the Sichuan region.
Although the panicked Meng intervened belatedly, not only Meng but also the White Dao martial arts world of Sichuan suffered immense damage.
From this point on, the conflict between the Baekdohoe, centered around the Tang family based in Sichuan, and the Jeongdohoe of the Nine Great Sects began to reach its peak.
The war of nerves between the two factions, which had escalated to the extreme, eventually led to a complete split following the death of Zhuge Xiaoming.
This is because the central pivot that was the only one capable of mediating the friction between the factions has disappeared.
If Hyeok Mu-gang was the symbolic figure of the Murim Alliance revealed on the surface, Jegal So-myeong was the one who meticulously controlled the intricate power dynamics of the Jianghu, like a spiderweb, from beneath his shadow.
His death brought sorrow to the entire martial arts world and simultaneously became the catalyst for the collapse of the Murim Alliance.
The consolidation of power by Mu-gak, which Jegal So-myeong had tried so hard to prevent, proceeded as if it had been waiting the moment he met his death.
Ultimately, it escalated to the point of expelling members of other factions affiliated with the existing Mugak.
As Mugak became a powerful force, the Alliance began to take on the form of an alliance composed of private organizations, rather than a power group operating as a single entity.
This naturally made the competition within and outside the Murim Alliance fierce.
By the time the Murim Alliance was completely ruined.
The Demonic Cult revealed its true form and began its conquest of the Jianghu.
So, it means that the scene of hell is unfolding once again. The graduation ceremony, which should have been a joy for everyone, ended with great success, but I could not be with the people of my sect.
Even putting aside the assignment to Baekranggak, my head was spinning at the fact that the fate of Jegal Somyeong’s death, which I thought had changed, was moving again.
Jegeumhak and Ghost Oma assassinated Jegal Somyeong in their previous lives.
And the Jegeumhak of this life is dead. By my hands.
Was the death of Je Geum-hak alone not enough to change the fate of Je Gal So-myeong?
then.
Now that Je Geum-hak has died, who exactly will take his place?
No, even if no one else appears, it is extremely dangerous.
The demon eyepatch I encountered while rescuing Moyong Sangwon earlier.
The Ghost Oma is a collection of only those within the Yama Demon Eyepatch whose assassination success rate exceeds three digits.
The fact that one of them appeared means that the other four are already here.
The bigger problem is that I still don’t know what the other four look like in disguise.
A fear grips my entire body that I must accept a desperate situation because the most critical future remains unchanged.
Just before falling into helplessness, consumed by the fear that is gradually growing in size.
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He gritted his teeth and slapped both cheeks.
My cheeks tingled and I suddenly came to my senses.
It’s not over yet.
“No, it hasn’t even started yet. Who says so?” I have absolutely no intention of just standing by and watching the Murim Alliance split at the end of Jegal Somyeong’s death.
Why did I come all the way here?
I packed up the equipment I had taken off for the graduation ceremony one by one.
Wearing the Heavenly Silk Robe and the Flying Dragon Emblem.
After putting on the Red Phoenix Ring and the Predator Armor, he lowered his sleeves.
Finally, he wore the Red Light Sword.
And I pulled myself together.
If those bastards try to push ahead with their plan ruthlessly, I will ruthlessly obstruct it.
There is no way I, who filled most of my previous life with the venom of despair and regret, will lose to those guys.
I steeled my resolve once again. #Haomun Infinite Branch.
“If you look here…… this is the movement path of the one you ordered to track over the course of a day.”
What the branch manager handed over was a tailing log of one of the Ghost Omas.
The day before, as soon as I found him, I called Haomun and asked him to tail him.
Thanks to that, the route map has already been released.
I apologize for asking you so urgently.
The branch manager waved his hand.
“What are you talking about? If this is what you desire, ‘Gourmet,’ then this is nothing.”
Thank you anyway.
I held out a small pouch, but he slyly pushed it back toward me and asked.
“……
May I ask who the interest is?
A demand for information instead of funds.
I couldn’t easily open my mouth.
Because I must not reveal anything about this guy.
If future information comes from me, if I become the source.
Because it was clear that the arrow of this information would eventually come back to haunt me.
I silently pushed the pouch towards the branch manager again.
He immediately understood my intention and put the pouch into his bosom.
I apologize for asking a pointless question.
You didn’t need to apologize, as you just did the right thing to do.
While reading the journal, I focused on the names of notable figures.
“What connection does this person have with shamans?”
Most of the people the target met during the day were associated with the non-partisan faction.
The branch manager, on the contrary, tilted his head as if asking if I didn’t know.
“Isn’t the target you ordered me to identify Songbaekpungsa, the secular family of the Wudang Sect?”
Was this person Songbaekpungsa?
Didn’t you know?
I didn’t know.
To think this person was Songbaekpungsa.
To think Songbaekpungsa was… a ghost ogre.
Then again, in my previous life, I was just a rookie who had barely arrived at the Martial Arts Alliance, and it would be several years later before I found out about Song Baek-pungsa’s ‘disappearance’.
If this person is that important, we can add more personnel.
My eyes suddenly opened at the branch manager’s words, just as I was about to sigh.
“How do you mean?”
“Hmm… it might be a bit dangerous, but you have everyone this person meets followed. And everyone they meet, too.”
Would that be possible?
If Confucius wishes, it is possible.
I thought for a moment. If Song Baek-pung-sa is a Ghost Demon, and if he is planning to assassinate Zhuge Xiaoming along with the other Ghost Demons…
I will surely meet ‘another Ghost Oma’ in person and have a conversation.
However, with so many people to meet just today, checking everyone individually is clearly a waste of manpower.
The most efficient and fastest way to grasp…
“Then, please exclude the direct disciples of the Wudang Sect for now. The same goes for the high-ranking officials who have advanced to the central government and their children.”
“By any chance… are you being clueless if I ask if Songbaekpungsa isn’t the real Songbaekpungsa?”
“…….”
“It seems like you are looking for people of a position where they can disguise their identities more easily.”
As expected of a Hao Sect branch manager, does he have this level of insight?
It wasn’t particularly important information, so I nodded.
That is correct.
I’m not entirely sure, but I see that it is a dangerous person or situation.
“Yes. So please tell them not to overexert themselves so that no innocent people are harmed.”
“I will be especially careful.” I made a request to Haomun, but I didn’t really think Ghost Oma would get caught in their surveillance network.
Instead, I was increasingly worried that Jeon Gal So-myeong might be killed while I was distracted by focusing on the sieve.
Because the unpredictability of these guys always defied the Murim Alliance’s predictions.
The most frustrating thing is that I am the only one who knows the tragic future, and that I have at least ten hands to stop it. ‘Should I just pretend to be crazy and stick close to the commander?’ Of course, I would feel safest if I stayed close for twelve hours straight, but I didn’t think that was possible.
Not only would he not believe the story that his life is in danger, but even if he did, he wouldn’t be the type to keep a student by his side.
To put it simply, when Zhuge Xiaoming died, no one believed that he had been killed by an external force.
There are several formations spread out throughout the Murim Alliance, thousands of masters reside there, and hundreds of guards stand watch throughout the twelve hours.
Furthermore, with more than four guards closely guarding Zhuge Xiaoming, who would dare to think that the murder was caused by an external intruder?
This naturally only served as a catalyst for making them suspect each other.
Anyway, the only way for me to spend the longest time with Jegal Somyeong is to enter the Mantong Mansion…
It was ridiculous that I, who had said I wouldn’t join the Mantong Department and even refused to take the exam, was staying there permanently.
Even if Eunho, who failed a one-in-a-thousand-year exam, were to join the Mantong Department, he would not be at a level to face the Ghost Oma.
Just when my head was throbbing as a series of unsolved problems continued to pile up.
“What are you worrying about so much?”
A strange voice was heard.
Senior Dang? Ugh… … .”
A sudden burst of sweets in the mouth.
Something sweet helps when you have a headache.
How did you get here?
It is congratulations on your graduation. You must take it to heart.
Sweets as a graduation gift?
“The only reason such absurd behavior is tolerated is for someone like Dang Seo-hui… … ‘Huh?!’ At that moment, a thunderbolt struck my mind.”
“Senior Dang!”
Why is your gaze so strange?
Dang Seo-hui, who was like a wild cat, stepped back a couple of steps from me as if she had sensed something.
Yeah, I got too excited.
Because the other person is someone who can be ‘moved’ at any time if calmly persuaded.
“Senior Tang, what do you think a true chivalrous hero is?”
“knight errant?”
Dang Seo-hui, who had been stepping back at my serious words, stopped abruptly.
Can someone who merely throws chopsticks at thugs picking a fight at an inn be called a true chivalrous hero?
Are you saying I’m not a chivalrous hero?
“No. Senior Dang is indeed a chivalrous hero. It is just that he is not a ‘true’ chivalrous hero.”
I told Dang Seo-hui, who had a sulky face, the story of the Pagung of her past life, that is, Moyong Jae-hwa.
“He… burned himself out for everyone in a place where no one was watching, without saying a word. Wouldn’t such a person be a true chivalrous hero?”
Forgetting to eat the sweets, the moment I saw Dang Seo-hui’s eyes radiating a faint warmth, I was convinced. ‘This is going to work.’ The joy that my ridiculous persuasion had worked was short-lived.
I quickly changed my expression to a serious one.
And I waited.
I hope Dang Seo-hui wishes to become a true chivalrous hero.
Sure enough.
Dang Seo-hui, who no longer even thinks about eating sweets, asked me with a calm glint in her eyes.
“What must I do to…… become a true chivalrous hero?”
I barely managed to suppress the corners of my mouth threatening to curl up, and I answered with force, word by word.
“From now on, do not leave the General’s side for even a moment.”
“What is the reason?”
I cannot tell you. It is confidential.
At that moment, Dang Seo-hui’s eyes trembled in confusion.
I grabbed her shoulders and looked her straight in the eyes.
A true chivalrous hero burns himself out without a word, even if he doesn’t know much.
Dang Seo-hee’s clear eyes soon regain their composure.
I tightened my grip even more.
Are you ready to be reborn as a true chivalrous hero?
“Yeah!! Yeah!!!”
Dang Seo-hee nodded several times.
Ugh, why am I feeling anxious?
People would not find it strange that Dang Seo-hui is sticking close to Jegal So-myeong.
After all, Dang Seo-hee is the only and truly amazing being who isn’t in her right mind to throw a tantrum like that in the first place.
There is nothing to criticize about their skills, either.
In other words, the best countermeasure against the assassination attempt by Ghost Oma is Dang Seo-hee.
“No matter how you look at it, Dang Seo-hee is the only solution right now.” “Right, it’s only Senior Dang.” I soon shook off my worries and patted Dang Seo-hee on the shoulder.
Our Jianghu will never forget the chivalrous deeds of Great Hero Tang!
“big……
Coup… …?!!!”
“I will never forget! Great Hero Tang!!”
“I respectfully command you!”
Did Dang Seo-hui walk about five steps toward the Mantongbu with a confident stride?
Suddenly, her steps came to a halt.
What is this? Surely not not knowing the way…
“Where are they going?”
Just then, a chilling voice flew in.
She glanced at the man blocking her path.
“The, the secret is…….”
I heard it was the Ministry of Public Transport.
Dang Seo-hee looks at me with a flustered expression.
What do you intend to do if you get so obviously flustered, Great Hero?
I let out a sigh and spoke to the man.
I really wish you wouldn’t meddle in other people’s business.
That unlucky face is still the same.
Yongso-ah.
