Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 192

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Chapter 192. Broken Chain (7)

Bang! Crash!

An unimaginable roar echoed from inside the storage.

Despair appeared on Mugeongja’s face.

The very fact that such a roar could be heard was a big problem. If the intruder had died, there would be no way such sounds could be heard.

‘Already a full quarter hour!’

It was an unbelievable ability.

Mugeongja opened his mouth again.

“Uncle! What on earth is this situation?”

Heo Joong Jin In silently stared at the door.

In the distance beyond the medicine hall, he could sense the presence of many Taoist Priests. Whatever was happening here, the fighting spirit and roaring sounds were echoing, so they were rushing over in surprise.

“Uncle!”

“Mugeong.”

Heo Joong Jin In let out a sigh.

“You never really liked your senior brothers from the beginning.”

“….”

“The reason you’re in charge of the medicine hall is also because you’re afraid that Wudang’s alchemy methods will be lost, isn’t it?”

“…At the very least, the lineage of alchemy must not be severed.”

“I know how responsible you are. You’ve been scholarly since long ago, and yet so very kind.”

A shadow fell across Mugeongja’s face.

“Please tell me. What is happening to the main sect right now?”

“That’s the wrong question.”

“Pardon?”

“Not now, but from twenty years ago, perhaps even before that, the shadow of evil has been invading the Wudang Sect.”

Heo Joong Jin In looked directly at Mugeongja with sad eyes.

“Don’t you know it too?”

Since he understood what was being said, Mugeongja hung his head low.

Heo Joong Jin In turned his head again.

“There was a reason for stepping down from position and living buried in the countryside. We knew well how much that shadow of evil corrupts people. To remove it, the former sect leader lost almost all of his internal energy.”

Not calling him senior brother but referring to him as the former sect leader had an effect.

Confusion appeared on Mugeongja’s face, and tremendous tension surrounded Unyang’s face as he rolled his eyes.

Heo Joong Jin In concluded with a calm voice.

“You have been subdued by us. Even if things go wrong, you won’t be punished by those immoral disciples.”

“…Uncle.”

That was when it happened.

Bang!

The final explosion was truly intense.

Everyone looked in surprise toward the door leading to the storage.

After a moment.

“Phew.”

Moyong Bi appeared, holding up his index finger and thumb.

In his hand was a round object wrapped in black cloth.

“So this is the Supreme Clear Pill.”

Mugeongja inwardly gasped in shock.

‘How?!’

Only three Supreme Clear Pills remained in the Wudang Sect. Yet this unidentified young Taoist Priest had ghostly selected and brought the Supreme Clear Pill.

The size and the color of the cloth wrapping it were the same as the Lesser Clear Pills.

“Catch.”

Brazenly, Moyong Bi threw the Supreme Clear Pill to Heo Joong Jin In.

Not only because the Supreme Clear Pill was a treasure of the world, but because the recipient was Heo Joong Jin In, Mugeongja was dumbfounded.

Heo Joong Jin In lightly caught the Supreme Clear Pill, put it in his bosom, and said.

“Are you alright?”

“I’m not alright.”

Indeed, Moyong Bi had many wounds all over his body.

Naturally, his Taoist robes were quite torn, and especially on his left shoulder, he had suffered a considerably large wound as blood was still trickling out.

“Formations and mechanisms of that level, it’s been quite a while. With my current strength, it’s impossible to break through completely intact.”

“Did you destroy everything?”

“I only broke through the parts I could get through as quickly as possible. If I tried to destroy everything else, I’d die too.”

“I see.”

Heo Joong Jin In, who let out a deep sigh, said to Mugeongja.

“I’m sorry.”

“U-Uncle!”

“The pressure points will be released soon. Isn’t that right?”

Moyong Bi nodded.

“It won’t even take half a quarter hour.”

“Then, let’s go.”

“Quite a lot of Taoist Priests are gathering. It’s considerable? To break through, I might have to scrape to the bottom of my dantian.”

“Persuasion is… still difficult, I suppose?”

“If it’s possible, persuasion would be best.”

Mugeongja shouted.

“W-Wait! Wait a moment!”

“…?”

“Uncle! Who is that young man? If by any chance that young man secretly took other spiritual medicines, it would be a disaster!”

Heo Joong Jin In let out a bitter smile.

Moyong Bi looked at Mugeongja with strange eyes.

“You could certainly think that way. But you, do you respect this gentleman here?”

“Isn’t that natural!”

“While human greed has no end, so thinking that way is natural, but not trusting me is the same as not trusting your uncle.”

“…?!”

“Have you forgotten who brought me to this place?”

Mugeongja’s face turned pale.

“Just who… just who are you?!”

“Let’s find that out later.”

Whoooosh!

Moyong Bi, who had fully infused his Song Moon Ancient Sword with Infinite True Qi, walked forward steadily.

“Let’s go.”

“Wait, I’ll go first.”

“What does it matter who goes first? Hurry up!”

Swoosh!

The two people retraced the path they had come.

The medicine hall was much larger than expected.

As the two people rushed toward the exit, they could see Taoist Priests collapsed here and there. More than half were second-generation disciples of the Un lineage, and occasionally first-generation disciples with sword titles could be seen. Of course, there were third-generation disciples as well.

Moyong Bi opened the main gate of the medicine hall without hesitation.

“Who, who are you?!”

“A Taoist Priest?”

“I’ve never seen this person before?!”

Dozens of Taoist Priests. This time too, most were second-generation disciples.

However, behind them, several first-generation disciples emanating tremendously powerful auras could be seen.

Heo Joong Jin In’s eyes wavered.

“Seven Star Swordsmen.”

Most of the second-generation disciples gathered here were Seven Star Swordsmen. Even if they couldn’t match Wun Kyung, who was a candidate for sect leader, or Woon Guk, who participated in the martial arts tournament, they were all disciples who displayed extraordinary aura.

While individually they couldn’t compare to Heo Joong Jin In and Moyong Bi, the sword formations of the Nine Great Sects were famous for being incredibly precise and high-level beyond imagination.

When ten gather, they produce the strength of fifteen; when twenty gather, they produce the strength of forty; when fifty gather, they produce nearly ten times the strength – this is the formation technique of the Nine Great Sects.

The reason why a single absolute master finds it difficult to single-handedly destroy a sect of the Nine Great Sects’ level is precisely because of this collective power.

“Could it be Uncle?!”

As the second-generation disciples opened a path to the left and right, a Taoist Priest with a face full of scars appeared.

Though he hadn’t reached sixty, his appearance suggested he had well passed the age of knowing heaven’s will.

Unlike a typical Mu Dang Faction Taoist Priest, his aura emanating a terrifying killing intent was truly impressive.

“It’s Gu Geom.”

Gu Geom Ja.

Moyong Bi was also acquainted with him.

‘So I get to see that gloomy fellow like this.’

Gu Geom Ja was one of the twenty-eight Seven Star Swordsmen who had advanced to Honam Province in the past, and one of the few masters who had either surpassed or nearly approached the level of the Uncles.

“Uncle, how are you here?!”

“Then why are you here? Only a few escaped from the demon’s bondage, and you were one of them. You returned to the main sect saying you would teach swordsmanship to the children, but didn’t you say you would leave for distant places to cultivate, claiming you would become a cripple in a few years?”

Heo Joong Jin In’s eyes turned toward the area around Gu Geom Ja.

“Not just Gu Geom, but you all did the same. Jeong Geom, Bang Geom, Myeong Geom – you all said you would leave the main sect for cultivation, so why are you here?”

Shadows fell across Gu Geom Ja’s face.

“We couldn’t abandon our disciples.”

In his troubled voice, there was no sinister desire.

Heo Joong Jin In realized that his Relatives had their own circumstances.

But now was not the time to consider such things.

“Can you clear the way?”

“Uncle. Regardless of any reason, illegally infiltrating and occupying Yak Dang is a grave sin. This cannot be overlooked even for elders of our sect.”

“There was one circumstance that could be overlooked.”

“…Has the war begun again?”

“The war hasn’t begun. It simply never ended.”

“What?”

“In your eyes, do you truly think the current Mu Dang Faction is genuinely like Mu Dang?”

Gu Geom Ja bit his lips.

“It is not.”

The second-generation disciples looked at Gu Geom Ja in surprise at this answer that came out so easily.

Though Gu Geom Ja didn’t carelessly express political views, he couldn’t dare do so even in front of his Uncle. Furthermore, Jeong Geom, Bang Geom, and Myeong Geom all felt the same way.

Heo Joong Jin In let out a bitter smile.

“The former sect leader has finally risen to gather all demons and set Mu Dang right.”

“What? Heo Do Seon, you mean?!”

“That’s right. But his strength has greatly weakened. You must know this too.”

They had no choice but to know. They too had taken part of Heo Do Jin In’s internal energy to strip away the demon shadows cast in their hearts.

Though it wasn’t complete.

“Clear the way. I ask of you.”

Just as Gu Geom Ja was about to speak.

“No, don’t clear it.”

Moyong Bi stepped forward, rolling his shoulders.

Urgency appeared on Heo Joong Jin In’s face.

“Young Master…!”

“I’m not a Myeong.”

“I, I’m sorry.”

The disciples blinked at this sudden comedy.

Moyong Bi spoke in a clear voice.

“Righteousness takes different forms depending on the observer’s perspective. But right now, this former Elder and I have come quite a long way for universal righteousness.”

Wondering what he was suddenly talking about, the disciples blinked.

“I don’t even consider the possibility of failure, but human affairs are unpredictable. If we fail, all of you who cleared the way for us will face terrible punishment.”

Moyong Bi tapped his Pine Gate Ancient Sword.

“So let’s fight.”

Heo Joong Jin In was horrified.

“Myeong…!”

“You’re trying to change surnames again, this fellow.”

“I, I’m sorry.”

The disciples’ expressions became strange.

Moyong Bi spoke calmly.

“You’re called Gu Geom Ja?”

“…That’s right.”

“Not only the former sect leader, but this former Elder here must have shown you great kindness.”

“Of course.”

“As a Taoist Priest, as a person, attacking this person would be outrageous.”

“That’s right.”

The second-generation disciples were once again surprised by Gu Geom Ja’s frank acknowledgment.

Moyong Bi’s face became serious.

“I am an intruder. Though not a Taoist Priest, I wear Taoist robes; though not a swordsman of Mu Dang, I carry the Pine Gate Ancient Sword. I stole it all.”

Heo Joong Jin In’s mouth fell open.

A faint smile appeared on Gu Geom Ja’s face.

“That’s truly troublesome.”

“Is that sufficient reason to fight?”

“Your aura is truly remarkable. You seem to have mastered high-level divine arts of the Taoist school. Though I’m pleased to meet a fellow practitioner of the same lineage, I cannot let you pass even if you were from the same sect.”

“Shall we see how much Mu Dang Faction’s martial arts have developed?”

“I’ll show you.”

Moyong Bi looked at Heo Joong Jin In.

“Go. Quickly.”

“Young Master.”

“Go quickly while the disciples turn a blind eye. There’s nothing you can do here right now.”

Heo Joong Jin In nodded with an indescribable expression.

“Thank you.”

“Go quickly! I’m someone who’s dying to fight!”

Whoosh!

Heo Joong Jin In immediately soared into the empty air.

It was the lightness skill of one who had awakened to the true meaning of Mu Dang martial arts. The disciples all burst into admiration at Heo Joong Jin In’s infinitely free and elegant lightness technique.

“Where are you all looking?”

Wooong! Wooong!

The Pine Gate Ancient Sword let out a terrifying cry.

Dense fighting spirit surged from Moyong Bi’s body.

“I haven’t resolved my emotions yet. I’m thinking of shaking off the remnants of resentment through a good fight, so you’d better come at me properly.”

“Disciples, step back.”

Gu Geom Ja naturally drew his sword as he walked forward.

“I don’t know what circumstances you have, but thank you. However, a fight is a fight, so I won’t show mercy.”

Moyong Bi grinned.

“Good thinking.”

Whoosh!

The two men charged toward each other.

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