Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 121

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Chapter 121

 

Thwack!

 

Jung Myeong’s hidden weapons that he shot out embed into the ground.

 

None of the Martial Artists were hit by the embedded hidden weapons.

 

“Avoid it!”

 

“Run away!”

 

The Martial Artists in front didn’t even dare to confront him and attempted to flee.

 

Thwack!

 

He launched hidden weapons again to match their movement.

 

Thus, the territory of the hidden weapons expanded.

 

‘Good.’

 

As he created a line with his hidden weapons.

 

A new boundary separating the Martial Artists and Jung Myeong was formed.

 

‘Now that I possess deterrent force, there’s no need to engage in further killing.’

 

Jung Myeong didn’t use particularly powerful martial techniques either.

 

Just enough that they could avoid them.

 

However, he used just enough force to show that he possessed deterrent force.

 

Even though he used fewer hidden weapons than before, with lower power, no one dared to attack.

 

This was the moment his deterrent force was proven.

 

“Uuugh…”

 

The effect that appeared was even more dramatic.

 

Everyone just hesitantly, hesitantly backed away.

 

The formation’s influence was also greatly effective in achieving this result.

 

[The formation is operating.]

 

[You succeed in resisting the impulse.]

 

The impulse boiling up as the formation activated!

 

Jung Myeong continued to resist it.

 

But the Martial Artists on the opposite side couldn’t overcome the impulse.

 

In fact, since they didn’t even know of the formation’s existence, they had no way to resist.

 

Thus the impulse took effect.

 

That impulse was being used to instill fear.

 

Far from daring to attack Jung Myeong, they were greatly frightened and seized by terror.

 

‘I want to run away. I want to escape!’

 

‘I need to get out of here quickly!’

 

‘This isn’t even a fair match to attempt an attack…!’

 

‘Ugh… I came to the wrong place. Why did I come here only to witness this disaster. Tsk.’

 

Not even the slightest impulse to dare respond to Jung Myeong arose.

 

Seized by terror, only the desire to flee grew stronger.

 

This was the moment he completely dominated this mountain slope.

 

* * *

 

And so when a lull had set in.

 

There was a group that tirelessly roamed the mountain slope.

 

It was Strange Madman and Geol Gae, including Yeo Eun-so.

 

Thud thud thud-

 

The three of them showed no signs of fatigue, never reducing their speed despite continuously traversing the mountain slope.

 

They even substituted their meals with Hundred Grain Pills as they pressed forward.

 

There was a reason for such haste.

 

While Jung Myeong drew attention and created a deterrent force.

 

They too had urgent work to accomplish.

 

“Is that thing over there a secret manual?”

 

“I don’t think so. It looks like just a few fragments remain.”

 

“Hmm… It does look that way.”

 

“There’s no one fighting over it either. They must have realized it’s nothing special.”

 

“So it’s not a new one then.”

 

“Yes. That seems to be the case. It’s just trash.”

 

“Hmm… At this point, I’m starting to think the appearance of secret manuals is gradually decreasing.”

 

“I see it that way too.”

 

The first task they had to accomplish was the recovery of secret manuals.

 

This recovery of secret manuals became easier as time passed.

 

As Strange Madman had said.

 

The appearance of secret manuals itself was gradually decreasing.

 

“Yes. Doesn’t it seem like someone is controlling it?”

 

“It certainly does.”

 

It was as if someone, having no more blood to gain from the secret manuals, was reducing their supply.

 

In other words, someone was controlling the supply of secret manuals in real time.

 

One might ask how this could be possible.

 

With thousands of martial artists roaming across the entire mountain slope, continuously scheming and plotting.

 

Originally, it would be nearly impossible.

 

However, one couldn’t say it wasn’t the case either.

 

“You still can’t sense the formation, right?”

 

“That’s right!”

 

“Ah, why are you getting angry at me?”

 

“I’ve been roaming Murim for decades, yet I can’t sense a single formation, so I’m feeling self-loathing!”

 

“What’s with that honesty of openly telling me that?”

 

“An elder needs to scold a successor candidate to vent his frustration.”

 

“Hmph… Does that make you feel better?”

 

“It seems to help. Though my anger doesn’t subside.”

 

“Then you’re not feeling better!”

 

“Be quiet. Anyway, you can’t sense it either, right?”

 

“…That seems to be the case. I can’t sense any sign of a formation, or even if there’s any energy at all.”

 

They said there was a formation, but they couldn’t sense it.

 

This became definitive proof for Strange Madman and the Successor Candidate.

 

“Tsk. As expected. But we can’t say it doesn’t exist either, can we?”

 

“That’s right. Seeing how there are those who attack the Physician Sage like that, and how there are bastards who go wild as if driven by impulse whenever secret manuals appear… there’s definitely something there.”

 

“You can’t exclude yourself from that, can you? You were also caught up in impulses for quite a while, weren’t you? Saying we should just kill everyone.”

 

“Hmph…!! About that… Stop picking on me!”

 

“Hehe. So you knew I was picking on you?”

 

“If I couldn’t notice even this, I’d have to give up my successor candidate position!”

 

“Good that you noticed. The problem is that even with your senses, you can’t detect the formation at all… This is a problem. A real problem.”

 

The absence of evidence had become evidence itself.

 

So they tried to find that evidence somehow.

 

‘I can’t sense it at all.’

 

‘That fellow has a natural gift for sensing, yet even after roaming this mountain slope like this, he senses nothing. Hmph… This is serious. Very serious.’

 

Neither the Successor Candidate nor Strange Madman who led him had sensed anything so far.

 

What could they do?

 

In this regard, they had no choice but to give up now.

 

However, there was one thing these two absolutely could not give up on.

 

“Still can’t see them?”

 

“Not yet.”

 

“Hmm… They’re definitely here, that’s for certain.”

 

“If it’s not rude to ask… you’re certain, right? Please tell me you’re right.”

 

“Of course! I have no reason to lie to you.”

 

“…Right.”

 

It was the task of finding Yeo Eun-so’s Sect Brothers.

 

Recovering the secret manual was important, but finding these Sect Brothers was even more crucial to Yeo Eun-so.

 

Wasn’t she combing through the mountain slope while Jung Myeong drew attention for this very purpose?

 

If it weren’t for this, Yeo Eun-so would have been standing beside Jung Myeong with sword in hand.

 

However, no matter how much she searched, she couldn’t find them.

 

‘Where are you? Sa Jeo, Sa Mae!’

 

The anxiety Yeo Eun-so felt gradually grew larger.

 

Even amid her growing anxiety, she continued to comb through the mountain slope.

 

Her thirst grew stronger and stronger.

 

The thirst to quickly find her Sect Brothers!

 

If Jung Myeong hadn’t separately told her about the formation, she would have been so consumed by that impulse that she would have caused some incident long ago, so greatly did she yearn.

 

She continued searching through the mountain.

 

“By now they should be coming out….”

 

“They should be appearing, shouldn’t they.”

 

However, no results were forthcoming.

 

“Perhaps they’ve met with some misfortune….”

 

“You fool! How dare you say such unlucky words!”

 

“….”

 

At this point, the Successor Candidate was right.

 

Unless they had met with some misfortune, they should have gradually started appearing by now.

 

They might not have known when she first entered the mountain slope.

 

But hadn’t word of her moving together with Jung Myeong been spreading throughout this mountain slope for quite some time?

 

They should be coming out after hearing those rumors by now.

 

If only they hadn’t met with misfortune!

 

“Apologize, you fool.”

 

“S-sorry, Young Lady. My mouth was thoughtless….”

 

“It’s fine.”

 

“Ack…! You said it was fine! Why are you hitting the back of my head again…!”

 

“That’s what you get for running your mouth like that. You have to pay the price for your sins.”

 

“Kuk… Damn it!”

 

“My goodness. Look at this Successor Candidate running his mouth in front of an Elder.”

 

“…I apologize.”

 

The Successor Candidate offered a belated apology, and the Elder punished him for it.

 

But separate from the two of them, her anxiety remained unresolved.

 

No, it would be more accurate to say it couldn’t be resolved.

 

‘Please… just stay alive! Please!’

 

Yeo Eun-so quickened her pace with the determination to find him no matter what.

 

“Young Lady, let’s go together!”

 

“Oh my. She’s fast. So fast.”

 

Strange Madman and the Successor Candidate followed behind her for quite a while.

 

Then at some point.

 

“Over there…! Over there!”

 

The unexpected encounter happened suddenly.

 

* * *

 

The encounters weren’t happening only at the foothills of Hwajong Mountain.

 

Outside, at a small inn at the entrance of Jeokgye County, not too far away.

 

Ghost Face Prince’s footsteps reached that place, which remained silent as if unrelated to the bloodshed happening outside.

 

“Welcome.”

 

The Inn Master’s voice could be heard.

 

Ghost Face Prince turned his head toward that direction.

 

“…”

 

“…”

 

Ghost Face Prince didn’t even respond.

 

The Inn Master looked at Ghost Face Prince quietly, as if he wasn’t afraid at all.

 

A brief silence followed.

 

This silence didn’t last very long.

 

The Inn Master was the first to break the silence.

 

“I see you brought it.”

 

“Did you notice?”

 

“What kind of speech habit is that for a young brat. When you come and stare at me like that, it would be strange if I didn’t notice, wouldn’t it?”

 

“That’s true too. Will you catch it?”

 

Ghost Face Prince threw the old dagger from his chest toward the Inn Master.

 

A dagger thrown at a speed that any ordinary Martial Artist wouldn’t dare to catch.

 

The flying dagger contained powerful Internal Energy.

 

Thwack.

 

The Inn Master caught it with just two fingers.

 

Very lightly.

 

“!!!”

 

Ghost Face Prince’s eyes widened greatly upon seeing this.

 

He was shocked.

 

Even he couldn’t have imagined that the legendary Ghost Killer would display such power.

 

‘Isn’t he an Assassin? How can an Assassin possess such Martial Arts?’

 

Actually, it wasn’t that strange.

 

Ghost Killer is one of the Assassins from the previous generation.

 

An Assassin who mainly performs assassinations couldn’t be strong in direct confrontation, right?

 

That’s why he had delivered a big blow.

 

Telling him to dodge the dagger he threw.

 

It was a warning meaning that as a mere Assassin, he shouldn’t dare run his mouth recklessly in front of him, a Martial Artist.

 

But to think he would catch it.

 

It would be strange not to be surprised.

 

He seemed to have read that intention.

 

‘That young brat is playing games.’

 

Actually, it would be stranger if he, who is called a master of the previous generation, couldn’t read such an intention.

 

As if finding it amusing.

 

Ghost Killer showed a trick of spinning the sword caught in his hand and smiled with a snicker.

 

Then he asked.

 

“Little one, isn’t the world too vast?”

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