Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 159

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Chapter 159

 

An intense energy wave that ordinary martial artists could never produce.

 

A deep aura rapidly approaches.

 

“Mmm…”

 

“Kuk…”

 

The martial artists thrown into the midst of the fierce battlefield unconsciously suppressed their fighting spirit.

 

This was an instinctive action, like herbivores before a predator.

 

Please pass me by.

 

Such an instinctive action, hoping not to be bitten!

 

“Huh…”

 

“Ugh.”

 

Too strange an occurrence for the middle of a battlefield.

 

But no one criticized them for it.

 

“Hmm… What is this?”

 

“Ahem.”

 

Even the skilled martial artists who should lead the martial artists had similarly stopped moving before the owner of the approaching aura.

 

In fact, they too had no choice but to be on edge.

 

‘Who on earth?’

 

‘From where?’

 

Just where did this skilled martial artist come from.

 

Because they knew the outcome of victory or defeat could change depending on which side this skilled martial artist stood on.

 

Before long, the owner of that aura arrived.

 

The owner of that aura.

 

“Physician Sage!”

 

“It’s the Poison Demon Physician!”

 

It was Jung Myeong, who had become the reason for this conflict.

 

* * *

 

With everyone’s attention focused on him.

 

“…”

 

Jung Myeong, who had revealed himself, maintained his silence.

 

Behind him, martial artists were positioned.

 

These martial artists were those who had chosen to follow him to the Jusan Archipelago.

 

Their numbers had increased from before.

 

This was because Ju Tae-gong had sent all martial artists together except for the minimum personnel needed for cleanup.

 

Few failed to grasp the situation upon seeing this.

 

Especially two were quickest to catch on.

 

‘It hasn’t been long since he said he was going to the Jusan Archipelago, but he finished the job in that time?’

 

‘This is how it ends so anticlimactically?’

 

It was Strange Madman and the Guild Leader.

 

The two thought in succession.

 

‘This is why I said we should send people to the medical clinic first… Tsk. Instead of making them indebted to us, we’re about to become indebted to them.’

 

‘Hasn’t this situation gone wrong?’

 

For Strange Madman, he felt anxious that things had gone slightly awry.

 

If he had sent people to the medical clinic first, he could have at least gained Jung Myeong’s favor through the medical clinic later.

 

However, now he couldn’t do that.

 

He had sent people to the medical clinic, but it was too late.

 

Jung Myeong would also learn that the Namgung Family of Baekyang Escort Agency had called for people first.

 

‘Now that we’re indebted, he’ll ask us to repay it. Tsk. This is why we need to make good moves especially at times like this… What a waste.’

 

Still, Strange Madman’s situation was better.

 

It was a problem that could be resolved at the level of anxiety.

 

He also thought on one hand that it had turned out well.

 

‘Debt is a matter for later. Anyway, isn’t the situation favorable now?’

 

In his view, the situation was favorable.

 

Internal strife had broken out between the Vice Guild Master and Guild Leader.

 

Here, Jung Myeong had appeared from behind.

 

With Jung Myeong appearing from behind, the martial artists of the Golden Tiger Gang were surrounded front and back.

 

‘If we use this well, we can destroy the Golden Tiger Gang in one stroke…!’

 

That the orthodox sect martial artists couldn’t take the lead was a small problem at this point.

 

* * *

 

‘We’re doomed…!’

 

Conversely, the Guild Leader’s situation didn’t end at the level of anxiety.

 

He felt fear.

 

‘If we’re all annihilated like this…’

 

Because he thought death had approached right before him.

 

Wasn’t it truly so.

 

It was a situation surrounded by Jung Myeong from behind and orthodox sect martial artists from the front.

 

They also held the justification.

 

No, justification wasn’t important anymore anyway.

 

History was written from the victor’s perspective.

 

‘Kill them all, and if we say we were the problem, who would dare say otherwise?’

 

History would be written as those clear victors desired.

 

In the end, what comes after isn’t what’s important.

 

Right now.

 

The fact that they could be killed was what mattered.

 

The Vice Guild Master seemed to feel this too.

 

“Hmph… We never swore to go together under the peach blossom tree, but it looks like we’re going together anyway? Kekek…”

 

“Shut up.”

 

He had somehow approached the Guild Leader’s side and was mocking him.

 

The Vice Guild Master seemed somewhat detached.

 

‘Either way, dying is all the same, isn’t it.’

 

Having felt death’s approach before the Guild Leader, this was the composure he could show.

 

“Noisy my ass. If you had helped earlier, things wouldn’t have turned out this way.”

 

“Now you’re talking about right and wrong… Hmm…”

 

Did that composure enable the Vice Guild Master to do something crazy?

 

The Vice Guild Master’s sword, which should have been pointed at the enemy, was now aimed at the Guild Leader.

 

Though it was just a glimpse of movement, it appeared enormous to the Guild Leader.

 

Following the sword’s tip, the face of its owner, the Vice Guild Master, finally came into the Guild Leader’s view.

 

The Vice Guild Master that the Guild Leader saw was angrier than anyone.

 

“Why? Continue what you were saying.”

 

“Are you planning to cause internal strife here?”

 

The Guild Leader tried to brazenly scold him, but it wouldn’t work.

 

“It seems like it’s already happened.”

 

“…Damn it. You bastard, until the very end.”

 

“Yes. Kekek. That’s how my senior brother should talk. That suits you much better than trying to act dignified when it doesn’t suit you.”

 

“…Shut your mouth.”

 

He spouted ridiculous nonsense while trying to gauge the situation.

 

But there was no way a positive picture could be drawn.

 

“We’re totally screwed, aren’t we?”

 

“It looks that way.”

 

Only death was approaching.

 

Whether he knew it or not.

 

Jung Myeong, who had become the grim reaper that would devour them, was slowly walking toward them.

 

It was difficult for them to respond to him.

 

All they could do was hesitate and grip their treasured weapons tighter.

 

“Shit. I need to survive somehow and cut off senior brother’s head.”

 

“You’re going to settle scores now?”

 

“The situation is bad.”

 

“Shit. Right. The situation is bad.”

 

As the Guild Leader said, the situation was bad – too bad.

 

“How futile…”

 

“Right. It’s futile.”

 

If they had known they would die like this, they should have followed the Jusan Archipelago without hesitating.

 

What kind of scheme were they trying to draw by moving like this?

 

They were full of regret.

 

But there seemed to be no way to turn things back.

 

* * *

 

A hair-trigger situation.

 

‘Why isn’t he moving?’

 

Strange Madman felt puzzled by this, but thought he should rapidly advance the situation.

 

‘There would be nothing good about dragging out more time.’

 

He signaled to the Martial Artists around him while quickly shouting.

 

“What are you all doing! Everyone strike down those bastards!”

 

“Uwaaaah…!”

 

The Orthodox Sect Martial Artists responded to him.

 

Many of them didn’t fully grasp the situation that was unfolding.

 

But one thing was certain.

 

Anyone could see that Jung Myeong was on their side and was reinforcement.

 

A situation where victory was assured!

 

‘Now’s the time!’

 

‘Hangzhou will fall to the Orthodox Sect!’

 

‘We did it! It was worth coming!’

 

If not now, when else could they drive out Hangzhou’s Geumho Guild?

 

It was fortunate that they had rushed here and couldn’t bring their full strength.

 

If that hadn’t been the case, they would have had to fight a much larger battle to drive them out.

 

The casualties would have been enormous then.

 

But now it was completely different.

 

It was a situation where they could very easily strike their heads.

 

‘We’ll kill them and completely break their momentum.’

 

This wouldn’t kill all the Unorthodox Sect Members in Hangzhou.

 

But just breaking their momentum would be good enough.

 

At this, the Orthodox Sect martial artists raised their morale and charged forward.

 

“Huh…?”

 

“Hmm…”

 

The martial artists on Jung Myeong’s side, who should have charged together, didn’t move.

 

‘What?’

 

‘Why?’

 

When unexpected situations occur, people tend not to accept them.

 

The Orthodox Sect martial artists were exactly like that.

 

They couldn’t understand why those people were just standing still.

 

However, Jung Myeong poured oil on the fire here.

 

“…”

 

He conspicuously raised his hand.

 

The meaning of this gesture was clear.

 

Don’t move.

 

To those Geumho Guild martial artists!

 

Everyone looked at him with stunned expressions.

 

* * *

 

The situation took a strange turn.

 

Jung Myeong, who had created this entire situation.

 

He thought this was natural.

 

‘Whether it’s someone trying to ride on the game I created to change the tide, or someone trying to overturn that game now, they’re all the same.’

 

Should I say it’s six of one, half a dozen of the other?

 

In his view, the panicking Orthodox Sect members.

 

The confused Geumho Guild martial artists wondering what this situation was.

 

They were all the same.

 

They were all thieves coveting what was his!

 

He had no intention of accommodating either side of these thieves.

 

‘For whose benefit?’

 

The moment he entered this place.

 

He had already planned out the game he would create going forward.

 

“Elder Goe-gwang and the Vice Guild Master of Geumho Guild, please come here!”

 

While everyone was confused, Jung Myeong called the two of them.

 

[What kind of bullshit is this?]

 

Goe-gwang initially resisted.

 

True to his character, he spoke roughly.

 

But it didn’t last long.

 

[Bullshit? I don’t think I’m the one who’s been scheming?]

 

[What do you mean?]

 

[I received a messenger pigeon very late on the way here. As if someone deliberately delayed delivering the news, it was that late.]

 

[Grr…]

 

With just Jung Myeong’s statement of facts, Goe-gwang had no choice but to back down.

 

[Just come over.]

 

[…Fine.]

 

In the end, he listened to Jung Myeong and approached.

 

The problem was the Geumho Guild.

 

Who would have known he’d specifically call for the Vice Guild Master instead of the Guild Leader?

 

“What did you do?”

 

“Hmph. Do? What did I do? What are you saying I did?”

 

“Why on earth is he calling for you?”

 

“How would I know that!”

 

It was only natural for confusion to arise among the Geumho Guild people.

 

“Something must be wrong…”

 

Just as the Geumho Guild Leader was about to object.

 

“If you don’t come immediately, I’ll consider it a clear act of hostility!”

 

“!!!!”

 

At Jung Myeong’s following words, the Guild Leader’s face turned pale.

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