Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 122
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Chapter 122
Ghost Killer grins mischievously.
The playfulness contained within doesn’t match his age.
Ghost Face Prince couldn’t dare find fault with it.
‘When exactly did he…!’
The dagger that had somehow positioned itself right in front of that young servant made it impossible for him to open his mouth.
“Why aren’t you moving your mouth?”
“…”
“Scared?”
“…”
“I heard you have quite the sharp tongue.”
‘What exactly did he hear about me!’
Perhaps he hadn’t just been killing time at this inn.
He heard the man had retired long ago. But if he had an information network this extensive, he might have been doing something else entirely.
‘I need to inform the Guild Master!’
An alarm bell rang in Ghost Face Prince’s mind.
Even though Ghost Killer surely knew who he was.
“Tsk. Did I scare you too much? Can’t even see that. No fun. No fun at all. Ugh, tsk tsk.”
He just clicked his tongue and scolded.
“Right. For the price of this dagger, I’d have to massacre at least one Great Family.”
“Just a Great Family level?”
“Oh. Now you’re opening your mouth. Right. A Great Family. Ah. Though not at the level of the Seven Great Families. I can’t handle that much.”
“Then?”
“Small and Medium Sects level? Right, like the Gosan Sect that closed its gates recently. No, I could handle twice that much.”
“!!!”
“Why are you surprised?”
“…No reason.”
Amidst the scolding and frivolity, real skill was hidden.
‘The fact that he mentions Gosan Sect means he already knows who’s causing trouble on the mountain slope. He definitely has an information network.’
The ability to gather and interpret information.
Combined with provocation on top of that.
This man was definitely not someone who had retired.
He was merely a lion hiding his claws and waiting for the right moment.
And it was Ghost Face Prince himself who was calling forth that lion.
‘Things have become interesting.’
Perhaps because he could smell the thick scent of blood.
Ghost Face Prince smiled pleasantly.
“Hehe. What’s so amusing that you’re laughing?”
“Aren’t you going to kill someone for me?”
“Hehehe. That’s right? Do you like that? I could kill you instead, you know?”
“Would you do that?”
“Tsk. Unfortunately, since I brought this dagger, I can’t kill you.”
“What a pity.”
That laughter was contagious between them.
“Hmm? It’s not even your dagger, so why is it a pity?”
“It’s a pity because I haven’t been able to run my mouth since earlier. If I had known it would be like this, I would have recklessly teased the old man to my heart’s content. Tsk tsk…”
“Hehe. Now it’s getting interesting. But what to do? I have to go now.”
“Indeed, that’s true.”
Ghost Face Prince, who knew when to pick his battles, was truly regretful.
‘If he knew I couldn’t kill him, we could at least exchange a move or two… Tsk.’
It wasn’t because of competitive spirit, but rather from the hope that he might pick up something useful – this was his regret.
Either way, he couldn’t help but feel regretful.
Even amid such regret, Ghost Face Prince calmly told him who to kill.
“Since you seem to already know everything, it should be easy.”
“It’s easy even if I don’t know.”
“Kill the Poison Demon Physician.”
“Well, well. How it doesn’t stray from expectations at all. Are you angry because that old man interfered with your business?”
“…”
“Even without an answer, I already know. Well, anyway, things have become interesting.”
Even at the mention of the Poison Demon Physician, Ghost Killer didn’t seem to show any fear.
“Go on now. Shoo, shoo. I need to prepare.”
He playfully waved his hands, shooing Ghost Face Prince away.
Ghost Face Prince felt a surge of anger seeing Ghost Killer treat him like a child.
‘Hold it in. I must endure this.’
Thanks to his personality that epitomized being strong against the weak and weak against the strong, he managed to suppress his anger.
And successfully retreated.
Without even knowing that Tracking Incense had been applied to the tip of his foot.
“Hmm…”
Thus, Ghost Killer confirmed that he had completely withdrawn.
He quietly swallowed a groan and asked the empty air.
“Did you hear?”
“…I heard.”
Swoosh-
A new figure appeared in the previously empty air.
Possessing remarkable Stealth Technique, he strangely bore an exact resemblance to Ghost Killer’s face from his youth.
He was Ghost Killer’s one and only Beloved Disciple.
“Will you come with me?”
“My training is not yet complete.”
“Hah. Training my ass. You just don’t want to see blood.”
“…”
Surprisingly, he had never gone on an Assassination Mission before.
He only trained for the sake of cultivation.
Ghost Killer looked at him with displeasure.
Though the disciple was not unaware of this displeasure, his expression remained unbroken.
“If I die, will you at least avenge me?”
“…”
To Ghost Killer’s petulant question, only silence returned.
“Damn bastard. I picked you up when you were dying on a straw mat, and you won’t even avenge me?”
“I will repay you. If possible.”
“Hehe. Then that’s settled. That’s enough! Who could there be that you couldn’t kill?”
In the end, he stubbornly insisted.
If he died, please get revenge for him.
Having finally gotten an answer to that, he thought it was enough.
‘This guy will keep his word.’
Even for Ghost Killer, it wasn’t something he said thinking he would die.
He had confidence.
Confidence that he would somehow kill the Poison Demon Physician!
“I’ll be back.”
Ghost Killer, who had finished preparing in an instant, left the inn.
The disciple who remained alone at the inn.
He quietly stared outside for a long while, then.
Swoosh-
He left the inn as well.
* * *
The bloody battle reached a lull.
‘Good.’
Jung Myeong clearly felt that he had succeeded.
No one else was charging at him.
The few who remained were also small in number.
There was one thing Jung Myeong had to do with these people.
Whoosh-
Burning the secret manual he had embedded in the cliff for all to see.
“Ah…”
“That thing!”
“Was it fake? No… did he burn it even though it was real? Ugh…”
The burning secret manual.
The remaining Martial Artists watched with regret as gray ash spread from it.
However, there was nothing they could do other than watch.
They couldn’t even think of daring to charge at Jung Myeong.
Probably, even if they left this mountain slope and met Jung Myeong later, they wouldn’t dare to even lift their heads. It was because they had completely submitted to Jung Myeong.
“Huu…”
And so Jung Myeong, having burned the secret manual, was coming down below.
He was able to meet his companions much faster than he had expected.
“Young Lady!”
“Physician!”
Strange Madman and Geol Gae, including Yeo Eun-so.
Behind them were three more women.
“You found us!”
“Yes!”
Yeo Eun-so greeted Jung Myeong with a brighter face than ever.
While her expression looked joyful, her energy seemed extremely exhausted.
[Please take this.]
Jung Myeong quietly handed a medicine to Yeo Eun-so as she approached.
It was a Warmth Pill. Though it had no internal energy enhancement effects.
It was something that quickly restored internal energy.
“Hmph… This old man should just go die.”
Strange Madman, seeing him, made an unnecessary comment.
“Didn’t you already take several pills, Elder?”
“Ahem…!”
“What? What? Several pills? Elder?”
“What?”
“I haven’t seen even one of those several pills…”
“Be quiet, you brat.”
Strange Madman couldn’t even recover his investment.
While the three were having their reunion, the remaining three approached.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Jung Myeong, who runs Jeongjin Medical Clinic.”
The one who appeared to be the eldest among the three gave a cupped fist salute as their representative and replied.
“It’s an honor to meet the renowned Poison Demon Physician like this. I am Yeo Ha-rang of Snow Flower Sword, serving as Sa Jeo under Snow Plum Sword.”
“Ah…! You’re the Snow Flower Sword! I’ve heard much about your reputation.”
“It’s just an empty name compared to you, Physician.”
“Haha. An empty name, you say. Young Lady Yeo has always spoken proudly of you.”
“Ahem. Really? She’s usually such a quiet child…”
“That just means she respects you as her master, Snow Flower Sword.”
“Such unexpected flattery. Hoho. But thank you nonetheless.”
The atmosphere was warm and friendly.
Following Yeo Ha-rang, the two who could be called Yeo Eun-so’s sister disciples each introduced themselves.
“I’m called Han Wi.”
“I’m called Han Eun. Neither of us has an alias yet.”
“Young Lady Han Wi and Han Eun. Pleased to meet you.”
The two with the names Han Wi and Han Eun respectively were sisters.
Though they said they didn’t have proper aliases yet.
‘Their skills are impressive though.’
From what Jung Myeong could sense, the energy they possessed was considerable.
Given the right opportunity, they looked like they could reach peak level immediately.
Their master, Seolsan Sword, had clearly trained them properly.
Their actual combat abilities were surely excellent despite appearances.
‘If they didn’t have proper skills, surviving on this mountain slope would have been difficult in itself.’
The very fact that they survived meant they could be called strong.
They had cleverly managed to meet everyone without problems. At a glance, they only had minor scratches for injuries, so there seemed to be no issues.
‘Does this mean the goal has been completely achieved?’
The original reason for coming to this place.
This was the moment when the goal of rescuing Yeo Eun-so’s sect brothers was achieved.
* * *
They had blocked the Blood Death Path.
There was no reason to remain here any longer.
“It would be better to go somewhere quiet to discuss the details.”
“Yes. I was thinking the same thing.”
However, that didn’t mean everything was over.
He needed to find out how those sect brothers had heard the news and moved here.
‘I’d prefer if it were just a coincidence…’
Even if it was coincidence, it was important to know who had spread the word.
If someone had deliberately led them here, he needed to know even more.
That’s why a conversation was essential.
But there were still many people remaining in the vicinity.
‘Thirty on the left. Twenty on the right. Over fifty more. Good grief… these martial artists’ greed for secret manuals is truly… insane.’
Wherever he went, he could sense hidden martial artists.
They didn’t dare attack due to their fear of Jung Myeong.
But if someone just provoked them, a battle could break out immediately.
The fuse just hadn’t been lit yet.
But once it was lit, things could explode.
Especially since Jung Myeong wasn’t alone but had companions!
Because they all knew this.
“Let’s quietly go down.”
“Yes.”
Everyone went down below while staying alert to their surroundings.
Before long, a decent-looking inn came into view.
For some reason, it seemed to have hardly any people around.
“That place should be fine.”
“Good.”
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