Almighty God of War - Chapter 47

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047

Guyang Cheongang’s face grew heavy.

This was his first killing since coming to this world.

Akasha did not intervene in his mind.

Guyang Cheongang didn’t want her to either.

This was something he had to bear entirely on his own as someone who had to survive in this world.

He looked down at his bleeding left arm.

A strange sight was unfolding where the bleeding from the deep cut had already stopped, severed muscle fibers were reconnecting, and new flesh was covering the wound.

This was thanks to Akasha’s nanobot control ability evolving from the first to the second stage after breaking through two major acupoints of the Nine Yin Severed Meridians.

His body was now becoming something beyond human category, capable of healing most wounds on its own.

A heavy silence descended on the forest where the battle had ended, along with the stench of blood.

Elder Hwang was horrified seeing the blood flowing from Guyang Cheongang’s left arm.

“Young Master, the wound on your arm… we must treat it immediately…”

But Guyang Cheongang only glanced at his arm briefly and shook his head.

He gestured with his chin toward the fallen woman.

“My wound can wait.”

Guyang Cheongang approached the woman.

Kiiik-

Golden King, who had been beside the woman, let out a cheerful cry and nimbly climbed up to the highest tree branch nearby.

Then it began standing guard, surveying the surroundings with sharp eyes.

Guyang Cheongang grasped the fallen woman’s wrist.

Even without using Akasha’s precision scan, he could tell how dangerous her condition was just from the weak and chaotic pulse transmitted through his fingertips.

[Doctor, massive bleeding from multiple stab wounds, and her meridians are twisted from powerful shock caused by internal injury infliction method. Organ damage is also confirmed.]

Guyang Cheongang acted without hesitation.

He first pressed the major pressure points on the woman’s shoulder, abdomen, and thigh to stop the continuous bleeding.

Then he took out a small jade bottle that Heo Ilbi had prepared from his chest, crushed the Bamboo Forest Manor’s secret Heart Protection Pill inside, and carefully placed it in her mouth.

Finally, he carefully parted the torn silk fabric of the woman’s clothes, wiped the blood from the wound areas, and meticulously applied wound healing medicine.

Just as he finished the last treatment and was about to catch his breath.

“Wana!”

From the other side of the forest, an old man with a fierce appearance came rushing like a storm, accompanied by a roar like that of a wild beast.

Seeing the horrific scene in the clearing, the fallen woman, and Guyang Cheongang rising from beside her, he stopped abruptly.

Anger and sharp wariness rose simultaneously in his eyes.

Guyang Cheongang immediately realized the old man was someone related to the woman.

He thought the old man might lose his reason and charge at him, but that didn’t happen.

The old man, like someone who had lived his entire life facing the harsh winds of Gangho, quickly assessed the situation.

The young man and the old man behind him were not enemies, but rather benefactors who had saved the woman he cherished like his own life.

He respectfully gave them a cupped fist salute and said.

“Thank you for saving Wana. Her wounds seem severe, so I’ll give proper greetings later.”

He immediately knelt beside the woman and took her pulse.

In the moment the old man concentrated on taking the woman’s pulse, Elder Hwang’s voice, small as an ant crawling, penetrated Guyang Cheongang’s ear.

It was sound transmission, which only masters of peak level or higher could perform.

[Young Master, that man is Yeom Pung of the Thunderbolt Iron Staff. He’s the sworn brother of Shangguan Cheon, master of Mangeum Mountain Manor, one of the Five Great Tycoons Under Heaven, and an elder there who is a peak master. The young lady he called ‘Wana’ must surely be deeply connected to Mangeum Mountain Manor.]

After a moment, surprise was evident on Yeom Pung’s face.

The pulse of the woman called Wana was stable, having seemingly passed the dangerous crisis, and her external wounds also clearly showed signs of having received proper emergency treatment.

Rising from his position, he asked Elder Hwang.

“It seems you treated Wana, elder. How can I repay this great kindness…”

He naturally assumed the experienced-looking old man had treated the woman.

Elder Hwang chuckled and replied.

“That wasn’t this old man’s doing. It was the skill of the Young Master here, whom this old man serves.”

“Ah…!”

Realizing they were in a master-servant relationship, the surprised old man once again respectfully gave Guyang Cheongang a cupped fist salute.

“I was rude. This old man is called Yeom Pung. The young lady you saved is called Shangguan Wana. I’m truly grateful.”

“I’m Guyang Cheongang. Saving someone in danger is a duty anyone should fulfill. Please don’t take it too seriously.”

Not wanting to get deeply involved, Guyang Cheongang drew a line before Yeom Pung could speak of favors.

Then, Yeom Pung narrowed his eyes while looking at Elder Hwang.

“Excuse me, but your face looks very familiar, elder. Where have I seen you…”

“This old man has never met Hero Yeom.”

Elder Hwang spoke with an indifferent expression as if he knew nothing.

Guyang Cheongang said.

“Though I’ve treated her urgently, Young Lady Shangguan’s internal and external injuries are deep. She should avoid moving severely or traveling long distances. If she rests quietly like this for about a month, she’ll return to her usual condition.”

“Hmm…”

Yeom Pung let out a low groan while looking at Guyang Cheongang.

‘What exactly is this boy’s identity? To calmly perform emergency treatment in this hellish scene, and to discuss future measures so composedly…’

The peerlessly beautiful young man before his eyes was mysterious beyond measure.

Seeing him subdue the masked men, he was clearly a martial artist who had learned martial arts, but his solar acupoint, which would reveal the aura unique to masters, wasn’t protruding at all, making it difficult to gauge his level.

Most strange of all was that he didn’t even ask who the masked men were or what his and the woman’s identities were.

Since he couldn’t lack curiosity, it had to be seen as intentionally avoiding contact with outsiders.

Yeom Pung had never heard rumors of such a young master in Gangho.

He spoke to Guyang Cheongang in an earnest tone.

“Having seen the miraculous nature of your medical arts, I’d like to make a shameless request.”

“A request?”

“Yes. To treat Wana’s internal and external injuries, we need a safe place. But our trading company’s secret residence is likely already under surveillance. If you could provide a safe place for Wana to hide and recuperate, I won’t forget this kindness.”

Guyang Cheongang raised his hand to stop Elder Hwang, who was about to refuse with a worried expression.

He fell into thought for a moment.

‘Considering the masked men who tried to kill Young Lady Shangguan, accepting Yeom Pung’s proposal carries great risk of being swept into enormous turmoil. But at the same time, it’s also a tremendous opportunity. If I can connect with Mangeum Mountain Manor, I might gain a powerful ally to check Dong Hyeondo. This risk is worth taking.’

He spoke in a calm tone.

“Very well. Follow me. My main family estate is not far from here.”

As he mounted his horse, Golden King leaped down from the tree onto his shoulder, light as a feather.

Guyang Cheongang couldn’t know where this choice would lead him.

But he decided to willingly step into that dangerous and unfamiliar connection.

Yeom Pung carefully lifted the unconscious woman.

Her wounds were critical, requiring immediate transport to a safe place.

Seeing this, Elder Hwang brought over the horse he had ridden and handed the reins to Yeom Pung.

“Hero Yeom, please take the young lady and go ahead with the Young Master.”

Guyang Cheongang asked with curiosity.

“What are you planning to do, Elder Hwang?”

Elder Hwang glanced back at the corpses of the fallen masked men and smiled silently.

That smile was somehow chilling, far from his usual gentle appearance.

“Young Master, after finishing a feast, shouldn’t we clear the table? I’ll erase the traces and follow.”

Guyang Cheongang understood his words as meaning he would clean up the scattered corpses and nodded.

‘The elder thinks deeply.’

“I understand. But don’t be too late.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

Elder Hwang kept his head bowed in farewell until Guyang Cheongang and Yeom Pung were out of sight.

Left alone, he slowly straightened his back.

The gentleness disappeared from his eyes, replaced by a cold, emotionless gaze burning with bloodthirsty killing intent.

Suddenly, the air around him grew heavy.

Elder Hwang spoke toward the deepest shadows of the forest in a low, cold voice.

“Now that you’ve finished watching, how long do you plan to keep hiding and spying like a little rat?”

Before his words even finished, a Black-Robed Masked Man flew up from the forest a dozen paces away like a startled goose.

Seeing him flee without even responding, a chilling smile appeared on Elder Hwang’s lips.

“Do you think you can escape from this old man’s presence!”

Kwang!

His body movement, kicking off the ground, soared through midair like a giant roc.

In just two steps, the distance between him and the masked man vanished like a lie.

From Elder Hwang’s right hand, blood mist as red and thick as blood swirled.

Ssuwaaaaang-!

Terrifying palm force poured toward the masked man without giving him a chance to dodge.

The masked man glanced back, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

“Mad Demon Blood Cloud Palm? You couldn’t possibly be….”

But his words could not reach their end.

Kwang!

His entire upper body, struck by the blood mist, crumbled helplessly like dry sand and scattered as a bloody mist.

His remaining lower body fell to the ground, spurting fountains of blood.

Thud-

Elder Hwang landed on the ground with an indifferent expression, looking down at the masked man’s remains and muttering.

“Anyone who would endanger Young Master will die by my hand.”

His voice was dry and cold.

Elder Hwang began gathering the corpses scattered around the area with an emotionless, indifferent face.

Then he broke off branches from nearby trees to build a cremation pile, throwing the corpses on top one by one.

He scraped up not only the masked men’s corpses, but even the soil stained with traces of the one he had just killed, placing everything on the pile.

Having finished all preparations, he raised his hand toward the wood pile.

At the tip of his wrinkled index finger, a single platinum flame smaller than a candle flame but blazing as brilliantly as the sun bloomed.

It was Samadhi True Fire, which only masters who had reached the transcendent realm could even dream of wielding.

Ping-

When Elder Hwang lightly flicked his finger, the small flame silently flew to the wood pile and settled upon it.

Hwareureureuk-!

Instantly, a massive pillar of flames shot up toward the sky.

It was not ordinary red and yellow flames.

It was sacred platinum fire that seemed ready to devour everything.

The flames burned violently as if screaming, but strangely, no smoke or ash rose from them.

Everything the flames touched—the corpses and wood pile, as well as the soil and stones beneath—was perfectly annihilated, melting away into the light.

Elder Hwang watched this eerie yet terrifying spectacle to the end with an indifferent expression, as if watching someone else’s house burn.

After a moment, where the flames had vanished without a trace, only clean ground remained without a single scorch mark.

Elder Hwang nodded with satisfaction, then turned around.

Hunched back, gentle-looking eyes.

He returned to the appearance of an ordinary, loyal old servant and quietly disappeared into the forest as if nothing had happened.

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